Chapter 212: Sister Sandwich
How much déjà vu could one man survive in a single day?
Martin wondered about that as the two women who had appeared behind Elisebeth stepped forward side by side. Their nameplates were hidden, and both wore unfamiliar faces, hairstyles, and hair colors, making them look completely different at first glance.
Elisebeth finally released Martin’s wrist and moved aside, though the glare she aimed at the newcomers made it clear she was not giving up her place willingly.
Martin studied the two approaching women. Changing a face was easy in this game, but changing the way someone moved was another matter.
The woman on the left carried herself with the confidence of someone who expected every eye in the area to follow her. Her pace was slow and deliberate, her hips swaying with shameless purpose as she approached. She clearly knew what kind of effect she had on everyone around her, but those thighs gave her away before anything else could.
Chaosgraphy had let her hair loose instead of tying it into her usual long ponytail. The white strands had become champagne gold, and the warmer color suited her surprisingly well. Combined with her unfamiliar face, the change made her difficult to recognize from a distance, but her natural figure ruined the disguise the moment she came closer.
No one else walked with that same villainous confidence, tempting everyone nearby while acting like their attention already belonged to her.
A soft, mature chuckle drew Martin’s attention to the woman beside her.
Crimson Halo walked shoulder to shoulder with her younger sister, though almost nothing about her was crimson anymore. Her lips still carried the familiar color, but her hair had become raven-black. The signature drills remained in her bangs, framing her face, while the rest fell straight down her back.
Where Chaosgraphy looked wild and dangerous, Crimson Halo appeared calm and elegant. Even the subtle sway of her wide hips felt controlled, especially when paired with the warm way she watched Martin. She radiated mommy vibes without even trying.
Both women had changed their faces, yet their most recognizable traits remained untouched. Their bodies, movements, and presence exposed their identities more clearly than any nameplate could have.
Neither sister bothered hiding her intentions. As soon as they reached him, Chaosgraphy stepped close and wrapped both arms around one of his. She pressed herself against his side, tilted her head up, and met his gaze with a wicked smile.
"Has the diva used any unfair tricks to steal you away?" she asked. "Something like suffocating you between her huge tits?"
Elisebeth froze.
"Shut up, Alexandra! I didn’t get the chance!"
The answer escaped before she could stop it.
Chaosgraphy slowly turned toward her as her smile widened. "Oh? So you wanted to?"
Elisebeth opened her mouth, but nothing came out.
Martin glanced between them.
Alexandra, huh?
So Alex was short for Alexandra. That still did not explain why Elisebeth apparently expected him to recognize her new face.
Crimson Halo laughed softly and moved to Martin’s other side. She took hold of his free arm with far more grace than her sister, but the result was no less dangerous. With one woman clinging to each side, Martin had nowhere to retreat.
"You’re safe with us," Crimson Halo assured him, studying his face with playful concern. "Well, you’re safe with me. Alex tends to lose control when she gets excited."
Chaosgraphy lifted her chin proudly instead of denying it.
"She’s probably already imagined crushing you between her thighs," Crimson Halo added.
"That I have," Chaosgraphy admitted with a laugh.
Martin had no idea how he was supposed to answer. Both women pressed against him, each dangerous in her own way. Chaosgraphy clung to his arm like she had already claimed it, while Crimson Halo held the other with quiet confidence. Her touch was gentler, but that only made it harder to ignore.
Elisebeth stared at them in horrified silence.
These two decided to make a sister sandwich!
They had not argued over who would go first or tried to shove each other aside. Instead, they had attacked together and wrapped themselves around Martin like they had planned the entire thing in advance.
Her gaze snapped toward Rias, who caught it immediately and shook her head.
Don’t you dare.
The warning needed no words. Elisebeth clenched her fists, but when Rias narrowed her eyes, she quickly looked away and pretended the thought had never crossed her mind.
Meanwhile, Chaosgraphy loosened her hold just enough to cup Martin’s cheek. Her smile softened, and when she spoke again, the teasing in her voice no longer hid her concern.
"The diva already explained everything, right?"
"I’m sorry for keeping the truth from you. I never meant to make fun of you, and I definitely didn’t want to hurt you." Her thumb brushed lightly across his cheek. "You know how easily I attract trouble. Add my fame to that, and everything becomes ten times worse."
Martin studied her more carefully.
Chaosgraphy was still damn sexy.
Her unfamiliar face only made her confidence stand out more. She looked like the kind of woman who would drag him into bed, pin him down, and laugh while those thick thighs crushed every bit of resistance out of him.
Still, she was being honest with him now. For once, there was no joke hiding behind her smile. She had genuinely worried that keeping her identity secret might hurt him.
Being around her felt nothing like being around Elisebeth. The diva naturally drew attention wherever she went and carried herself like the center of the world. Chaosgraphy felt more dangerous and unpredictable, the kind of woman who might drag him into trouble simply because the idea sounded fun.
"I already explained all of that to everyone," Crimson Halo said, pulling his attention to the other side.
She lifted one hand and rested it against his other cheek, leaving him completely surrounded. "I told them how this could look from your perspective and how badly it might hurt you. I gave everyone a proper lecture about it."
Crimson Halo watched him with the calm warmth of a mature partner checking whether he was truly all right. She was gentle, but there was enough authority in her voice to make it clear that people listened when she spoke.
Maybe she was the one Martin could turn to before or after taking a ride with Chaosgraphy.
His mind immediately went somewhere filthy.
Chaosgraphy could destroy him first, and Crimson Halo could put him back together afterward. Then again, perhaps the mature sister could prepare him before handing him over to the wild one.
Damn it.
With both women pressed against him and holding his face, he had no chance of getting those thoughts under control.
"Uh, yeah," Martin finally managed. "I get it... Yeah."
It was not his most impressive response. Chaosgraphy’s eyes sparkled with amusement, while Crimson Halo gave him a soft smile that somehow made his situation even worse.
Their sister sandwich was far more effective than it had any right to be. They had approached together, grabbed him from both sides, and left him with nowhere safe to look.
The people nearby were not helping either. Some stared openly, while others tried to hide their interest and failed miserably. Jealousy was written across more than a few faces.
A few players even slowed as they passed, pretending to study nearby menus while stealing another look. Martin could hardly blame them. From the outside, he probably looked like the luckiest bastard in the entire academy, even if his brain had stopped working.
Chaosgraphy noticed Martin’s embarrassment and laughed.
"Haha! You’re so flustered, Martin." She leaned closer, clearly enjoying herself. "You’re my rival, so try to keep some composure, even when I’m the one clinging to you."
Martin swallowed.
He knew exactly which friends stood beside him. Their figures and mannerisms had exposed them almost immediately.
What he still did not understand was why everyone expected him to recognize their new faces.
Apparently, they were both famous in the real world. Elisebeth had accidentally revealed Alexandra’s full name, but that meant nothing to him. He had never followed actresses, celebrities, or whatever else these two happened to be.
Judging by their expectant expressions, however, both women clearly believed he should know.
After seeing how badly Elisebeth had taken his failure to recognize her, Martin already knew how entertaining the truth could be.
He licked his lips and glanced between the sisters.
"And you..." He let the pause linger. "...are?"
Chaosgraphy blinked. "Huh?"
Crimson Halo’s lips parted. "Eh?"
Both sisters stared at him, their confidence finally slipping, while Martin kept his expression as innocent as possible.
Meanwhile, Elisebeth threw both fists into the air, her face lighting up like she had just won the lottery. Rias slowly turned toward her, but Elisebeth did not even bother making an excuse this time.
Her best friend looked at her like she was a complete clown, and honestly, she had earned it.
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