Chapter 101: May I undress you…?

“I… Can I go to the bathroom?”

At my desperate plea, Viviana’s gaze wavered ever so slightly.

A quiet stillness hung between us for a moment. Soon, Viviana regained her composure, her expression unreadable as she answered calmly.

“Sorry, Tina. But I can’t leave you alone.”

“What? Why…”

“If I leave you alone, you’ll try to kill yourself.”

Her sorrowful voice echoed gently in my ears.

Her words, impossible to deny, sealed my lips shut.

Was it the time I slit my wrist at her mansion that made her wary? Or did she already know about my countless acts of self-harm in the basement?

Either way, it was clear: Viviana would never leave me alone.

“So, are you saying I can’t even go to the bathroom?”

At my sharp glare, Viviana slowly shook her head.

“No, of course not.”

After a brief moment of contemplation, Viviana opened the bathroom door.

As the door adorned with pure white marble swung open, warm steam wafted through the gap.

For a moment, entranced by the faint floral fragrance tickling my nose, I stood still. Before I knew it, Viviana scooped me up like a princess once more.

“W-what?!”

“Do it where I can see you.”

“What does that even—”

Unable to comprehend, I stammered.

Holding me tightly, Viviana stepped into the bathroom.

Warm steam enveloped me, and the sweet floral scent brushed my nose. The surroundings, embellished with white marble, exuded an air of elegance, while the large central bathtub bore intricate carvings that spoke of meticulous craftsmanship.

But I had no time to admire the sight. Viviana, still holding me, approached the shower.

“Viviana… I just need the toilet…”

“Hold on.”

She gently set me down, picked up a large bath towel nearby, and turned to me.

“You don’t mind if I help you undress, right?”

Her determined eyes told me it wouldn’t matter if I refused.

Nodding cautiously, I saw her lips curl into a faint smile as she affectionately patted my head.

For some reason, Viviana took a deep breath, then reached for my clothes.

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The buttons of my shirt came undone one by one under her fingers.

As my shirt fell open, revealing white undergarments and my small navel, Viviana gulped, her cheeks tinged pink. I glanced at her with suspicion.

“Viviana?”

Blinking, she appeared momentarily flustered before flashing a composed smile and scratching her head.

“Sorry, it’s warmer in here than I expected.”

Viviana finished unbuttoning my shirt and then pointed a finger below my navel.

“This must be the mark Lilian was researching.”

Viviana, her eyes brimming with curiosity, lightly pressed a finger to the engraving on my lower abdomen.

The moment her finger firmly pressed against the mark, a suppressed urge coursed through my entire body like a tidal wave.

“Ahh—!”

My body convulsed involuntarily.

I instinctively stepped back, distancing myself from Viviana.

“Ti… Tina? Are you okay?”

Perhaps my action was unexpected, as Viviana hesitantly extended her hand with a flustered look.

“Um, well…”

“You’re not feeling sick, right?”

I couldn’t meet Viviana’s worried gaze.

I couldn’t possibly admit that it was because I felt like I might wet myself.

Covering my flushed face with one hand to hide my growing embarrassment, I looked up at Viviana and pleaded desperately.

“Pl-please… don’t press there.”

“…What?”

“I, my lower abdomen is… sensitive. If you press it, something might happen…”

The spot Lillian would relentlessly press on.

Until I could no longer hold it in and wet myself, Lillian would torment me by persistently pressing down on my lower abdomen.

The overwhelming sensation of pressure and dizzying stimulation during that time had been seared into my memory.

Even a slight press on my abdomen now brought back that reflexive feeling vividly.

A dizzying sensation that made my legs feel like they might give out.

I desperately hoped no one would touch my abdomen if possible.

Without a word, Viviana silently moved behind me.

“…I’ll take off the rest of your clothes.”

The bra, skirt, and even the underwear.

Viviana slowly removed the garments that covered my body one by one.

Her warm breath occasionally tickled my neck as she leaned closer.

By the time the rustling sound of clothes ended, I was already bare.

Though it was a same-sex bath, making it unnecessary to feel embarrassed, being naked alone made my face flush slightly.

Had she noticed my embarrassment? Viviana quietly pulled out a bath towel and draped it over my shoulders.

The pristine white towel covered my body like a cloak, easing the shame that had been rising inside.

“Don’t worry. I won’t leave you bare.”

“…What?”

While I was pondering her words, Viviana muttered something to herself in a barely audible voice.

[…It’s dangerous.]

Why? Viviana’s face, slightly reddened, seemed to avoid meeting my eyes.

Could she be embarrassed?

Or perhaps, was this Viviana’s first time bathing with someone else?

Thinking about it, it wouldn’t be strange for someone like Viviana, a sociopath, to have never shared a bath with anyone before.

In the game, Viviana had only allies, but no close friends she could share a bath with.

Though it didn’t bother me much, Viviana seemed a little flustered by the situation.

Fiddling with the towel she had draped over me, I crossed my legs.

“I’ll wash your hair first, Tina.”

“I, um… the bathroom…”

“Just hold on a bit, Tina. I’ll take you right after I wash your hair.”

Her firm voice made me bite my lip quietly.

Viviana turned the shower handle, and clear, transparent water began cascading down.

After briefly testing the water temperature with her hand, she nodded and gestured for me to come closer.

‘…Huh?’

I blinked blankly.

Unlike me, wrapped in a towel, Viviana was still fully dressed.

A long black cape that reached her feet, a stiff black suit, and black shoes to match.

Though Viviana didn’t seem to notice, the hem of her pants was already soaked by splashing water.

“Aren’t you going to take your clothes off, Lady Viviana?”

“Huh?”

At my words, Viviana looked flustered for some reason.

“If you keep washing like that, everything will get wet.”

“It’s fine. I’ll just have it cleaned when I return to the manor.”

No, the issue here is me.

Watching her pristine suit gradually get wet made me feel oddly uncomfortable.

It was suffocating, in a way.

Moreover, being the only one undressed felt a little embarrassing.

“…Shall I help you undress, Lady Viviana?”

“What?”

I cautiously approached Viviana and reached for her collar.

“May I undress you…?”

When I looked up at her with droopy eyes, I saw her amethyst-colored eyes tremble for no apparent reason.

“Uh, um, that…”

“It’s embarrassing being the only one undressed…”

Mumbling with a hint of sadness, Viviana bit her lip a few times before reluctantly nodding.

Gently, I placed my hands on her cloak.

The heavy fabric slid down smoothly, cascading off her shoulders.

After neatly folding the cloak and placing it in the laundry basket, I moved my fingers toward her suit.

As I removed the suit, I could faintly feel her warmth through the cold fabric.

Next, I placed my hands on her white shirt and began unbuttoning it one by one, slowly revealing more of her pale skin.

Soon, her shirt was entirely removed, and her feminine curves—far beyond what I could compare to—came into view.

Though not as prominent as Artasha, Viviana had a significant chest.

Suppressing the sudden pang of jealousy, I looked up at her.

“May I help you with your pants…?”

“…Alright.”

The moment she granted permission, a strong signal surged from my lower abdomen throughout my body.

“…Ugh.”

Standing for so long, the urge to relieve myself was becoming unbearable.

Thinking I couldn’t endure any longer, I knelt down before Viviana’s waist.

“Tina…?”

Her waist was at a height where my nose could almost touch it.

First, I carefully removed her shoes, then gently cradled her ankles to slip off her socks.

Finally, with her feet bare, I slowly placed my hands on her waist.

“I’ll help you take off your pants.”

Loosening her thick belt, I unzipped her trousers, pulling them down gently as they slid along her thighs.

Through the gap, her luxurious black underwear came into clear view.

When Viviana lifted her feet, I was able to fully remove her pants.

“Should I remove your underwear too…?”

I asked cautiously, and Viviana, her face somewhat flushed, turned her head away.

“…I’ll handle that myself.”

For some reason, her breathing seemed noticeably rougher.

Her amethyst eyes, too, appeared hazier than usual.

“All right.”

While Viviana undressed herself, looking bashful, I absentmindedly watched her.

Her skin, though not as pale as mine, was remarkably fair.

Despite years spent in the battlefield, her body bore no scars, showcasing seamless curves and a feminine softness.

And in between, faint muscles were subtly defined across her figure.

The image of a commanding general exuding dignity.

Why was it?

Looking at the well-defined abs of Viviana made my heart beat faster.

“…Huh?”

Curious about the strange sensation, I placed a hand over my chest.

My heart was pounding.

Thumping hard.

Since I came to inhabit this body, it had rarely beat this strongly.

‘…How strange.’

It’s nothing to dwell on.

It must just be my body’s tension from the pressing urge for relief.

There couldn’t be any other reason for this.

Absolutely not.