Megumin, Master–what?

On one of the days during my purview of being in the Crimson Village, I lay on the couch lounging–as was custom; on this day, however, Megumin returned early from the library. As she came in, she shot me a cursory glance, her eyes glowing red, her ears and face to match. She continued upstairs, where she walked into Darkness' room; curiously, I sat up.

"Hmm, what is that girl doing in Darkness' room?"

As I sat pondering, I noticed that after a while, Megumin hadn't come out. Wracked with interest, I got up and headed over to the room. As I was about to open the door, I heard some familiar sounds. Thinking quickly, I activated Lurk and pressed my ear to the door. What came from the other side was the sound of heavy breaths, moans and whimpers–and more notably–cries of my name. I gulped as my body grew hot in understanding.

For a couple minutes more, I stayed pressed against the door; listening keenly at what I imagined was taking place beyond the threshold.

"Kazuma, come on, don't be a peeper–if you're gonna snoop, might as well see if she'll let you in on the fun."

With my resolve set, I placed my hand on the knob and slowly turned it. The mechanism stopped, denoting its locked position. I quietly pressed on the door, and to my surprise, it opened; luckily, I was still under the influence of Lurk.

Before I could see what was going on, Megumin sat up and covered herself.

"W-What are you doing here?!" she yelled nervously.

"I could ask you the same."

Megumin pulled the covers tightly around herself. "N-Nothing," she said, averting her smoldering eyes.

"Nothing?" I repeated. "So, you're just hanging out in Darkness' room doing…nothing?"

Megumin silently nodded.

I closed the door behind me, prompting her to swallow nervously. "W-What are you doing?" she asked with the same tenor.

I crossed my arms and smirked. "Why're you covering yourself; you naked under that?"

Megumin pulled the sheets slowly over her head. "I-I'm cold."

"Really?" I said, taking note of the warmness in the room. "Seems kinda warm to me—"

"I-I'm still sick, so…"

I stepped towards her.

She shirked back. "K-Kazuma, please," she whimpered in nearly the same manner I heard her just minutes earlier; it caused my heart to skip and my body to grow warmer, more importantly, it caused me to freeze.

"…oi, Megumin, what were you really doing?" I asked her with a more serious tone.

Again, she avoided my gaze; her eyes growing brighter every passing moment. "N-Nothing," she restated.

"So," I said, walking towards her once more, "If I take this off—"

Megumin quickly backed away from me; her eyes wide with fear but still shining a bright crimson. Her breaths were heavy–almost pants, she swallowed just as heavily.

Once again, I was stunned in place; I grew embarrassed by the actions I was receiving from her.

Sighing, I crossed my arms and faintly smiled. "Silly girl, if you wanted someone to play with you, you should've just told me."

Megumin's eyes flared at my remark, her breaths becoming more pronounced; she completely covered herself in the blankets.

"When you're done, come get some food," I said, walking out.

Even as I walked downstairs, my mind was filled with the thought of what she was doing; I was reminded of that day not too long ago.

"Hm," I said with a grin, "Megumin, Master…" I laughed.