Chapter 78: The Period of Disillusionment

Chapter 78: The Period of Disillusionment

“..What are you doing?”

Scarlett’s expression stiffened for a moment, and she tilted her head.

Then she gently cupped my cheeks.

And brought her face closer.

The medicine. The medicine.

I wanted it so badly, and I knew it would make me feel incredibly good.

But I didn’t want to take it.

No, I felt like I shouldn’t take it.

Although my mind was completely addicted to the drug, leaving only love for Scarlett.

For some reason.

For the first time since escaping the prison, I refused Scarlett’s words.

“Young Lady… Th-This… I don’t want to eat it..”

“..Eat it.”

Scarlett seemed to just want me to obey.

Now, without even kissing, she held the medicine in her hand and brought it to my mouth.

But I dodged it by shaking my head from side to side.

Then her pupils constricted.

With a chilling expression, she gripped my chin a little tighter this time.

However, the strength in her hand wasn’t that great.

Rather, her fingertips trembled, revealing her inner turmoil.

“Cecil, Cecil… Open your mouth. Okay..? Open your mouth…”

As she tried to put the medicine in my mouth, a strange earnestness even appeared.

Despite that, I didn’t open my mouth.

“Ugh, ugh..”

Beside me, Lucy sensed the seriousness of the situation.

Her tail wagged, her ears perked up, and her body tensed.

Tap-

How long had we been struggling like this?

Perhaps her grip weakened, and Scarlett accidentally dropped the medicine.

Then the medicine fell to the floor and shattered.

For a moment, a chilling atmosphere filled the room.

She stared blankly at the shattered medicine.

Then she picked up the medicine pieces.

“…I’m sorry.”

And then, with an inexplicable apology.

Creak-

She left the room immediately.

I don’t know why she left without saying or doing anything.

But her condition didn’t seem quite right.

I didn’t try to stop her. I didn’t call out to Scarlett in a loud voice.

Her quick steps made it seem like she was running away.

“…Lucy.”

“Auu?”

Sitting in the wheelchair, I called out to Lucy blankly.

Then Lucy crawled towards me, tilting her head.

What a cute creature. I reached out and slowly stroked Lucy’s head.

“Uwa, u, hehe..”

At first, she had a confused expression.

But then, she smiled sweetly at my touch and rubbed her head against mine.

This side of Scarlett is new to me, so I’m a little flustered.

If there was a serious problem, Lucy would have followed her to console her.

‘I want to rest for a bit now.’

I haven’t done anything in particular, but I’m tired.

Is it because I refused Scarlett’s words for the first time?

Or is it because I finally understood the boundary between love and obedience?

..I don’t know.

After all, the love Scarlett gave was sticky excitement and restraint.

She never looked at me with straightforward eyes.

Scarlett only saw me as a warm sex toy to pour her emotions into, hold, and sleep with.

“Phew..”

The more I think about it, the more complicated my mind becomes.

I sighed deeply and pulled the wheelchair to the side of the bed.

Then I immediately climbed onto the bed and spread my arms towards Lucy.

“U, ugh..?”

She seemed to understand what I meant.

But for some reason, her face turned red.

Why is she acting like this?

She often turns red or gets shy whenever she sees me.

We’ve been intimate a few times, so there’s no reason to be shy.

I brushed my hair back slightly and smiled softly at Lucy.

“Lucy. Come here.”

“Auu.. Uuu..”

Only then did Lucy slowly approach me.

She rubbed her tail back and forth and fidgeted with her hands.

Poof-

As I hugged Lucy, who had come into my arms, I heard a voice from somewhere say, ‘Oh my, what are they doing,’ but.

I deliberately ignored it.

Yes. This is it. Hugging Lucy brings me peace of mind.

No, to be precise.

My lower abdomen is starting to feel warm.

But my relationship with Lucy isn’t for this purpose.

Even though we’ve been intimate, strictly speaking, we are comrades and friends.

..At least, that’s what I think.

Anyway, as I hugged Lucy and stroked her head, feeling happy.

“Lucy.”

“Auu?”

I felt like I touched something strange on Lucy’s back.

‘Is it just my imagination?’

Well, it must be my imagination.

I thought I was just mistaking her shoulder blades for something else and slowly closed my eyes.

“No. I just want to sleep a little like this. Is that okay?”

“Ugh. Auuu!”

Lucy answered my question joyfully.

Lucy’s body, hugged tightly, was warm and incredibly calming.

“…It’s grown a bit.”

It’s not a big change, but I can feel her growing little by little.

****

Jjeok, jjigeok, jjeok-

“Keuk, hiiiiik, uegeuuk..!”

Ziiiiik-

In the cold underground prison, rough moans echoed.

Sweat-soaked red hair fluttered.

Sex toys, soaked in arousal fluid, were scattered on the floor.

“Haa, haa..”

Scarlett, who had been shaking her hips in her usual chair, finally ejaculated arousal fluid.

But the rough piston-like movements didn’t stop.

She seemed to pause her movements for a moment.

Then, she roughly stirred the inside of her vagina with the vibrator in her hand again.

“Hit, hiueut..”

Pressing firmly around the entrance, then inserting it deeply and rotating it in circles.

The vibrator in the perfect position pressed against her G-spot, and a tingling sensation arose again.

Ziiiiik-

Her back arched like a bow, and a strange fluid stained the floor of the underground prison.

“Geuk, haa, hak.. Hu..”

The intense masturbation, without an audience, finally stopped.

Tap-

Scarlett threw the vibrator she had been using carelessly and collapsed onto the floor.

Anyone watching would be horrified at how she treated such an expensive magical artifact.

But to her now, it was useless.

The cold from the floor slowly seeped into her body.

But she thought she was colder elsewhere.

This unpleasant and aching sensation, the first she felt after meeting Cecil.

Slyp-

How long had she been curled up like that?

Suddenly, someone covered her body with a thick cloth.

Thanks to that, her body became a little warmer. However, the direction she was lying in was still cold.

“..Are you trying to imitate a human?”

There was no answer.

But Scarlett didn’t think ‘it’ could speak.

Lying still, she gazed blankly at the bars that had confined Cecil before.

Kkumul-

The wriggler slowly approached Scarlett.

-You’ll catch a cold if you lie in a place like this.

Writing letters by wiggling its tentacles.

Despite the wriggler’s concern, Scarlett didn’t bat an eye.

“..Get lost. I want to be alone.”

-Mr. Henry is worried about you.

Scarlett, who had pulled the cloth up to just below her eyes, peeked her face out at the mention of ‘Henry.’

She was frowning slightly.

But she no longer spoke with a cold voice, telling it to get lost.

However, that didn’t improve her worst-case mood.

At least, if Henry’s name was mentioned.

It would be a terrible thing to catch a cold like this.

Scarlett spread the cloth on the floor and lay down on it.

-You really won’t get up, even if you die.

“I told you I want to be alone. Why are you so nosy?”

Actually, the wriggler had always been like that.

Scarlett’s laboratory, deep underground.

The improved species of tentacles born there was the wriggler.

The tentacle dildos used while Cecil was in prison were all made from cut wriggler tentacles.

Therefore, the wriggler knew all of Cecil’s weaknesses.

Well, even without exploiting her weaknesses, Cecil’s body was very sensitive anyway.

-I am your servant. Is it wrong for a servant to serve their master?

The wriggler’s words were like sign language.

It required some patience to understand.

“..Did you go to the library again?”

-Yes. Mr. Henry guided me. I had a book I wanted to read.

“Ha… You’re just a tentacle, what book…”

-Don’t forget that you created me, Young Lady.

She kept calling herself a servant, but she didn’t concede a single word.

But since she wasn’t wrong.

Scarlett didn’t want to waste any more energy.

She didn’t even have the energy to retort due to the stress she received today.

She stared blankly at the scattered medicine fragments on the ground.

Then, she picked up one of the fragments.

‘If I eat this, will I really be that happy?’

Suddenly, such a thought crossed her mind.

Lately, her stress had reached its peak.

Cecil no longer even says she loves her.

For some reason, the King had gone even crazier, and Cecil had almost died.

Caught between the King who wanted Cecil and the offering, she was slowly suffocating.

Then.

Could this medicine help her forget this terrible reality, even a little?

The antidote’s effects had worn off long ago.

Scarlett, without realizing it, brought the medicine to her mouth.

Taak!

The wriggler slapped her hand briefly, causing her to drop the medicine.

The largest grain of medicine flew to the wall and shattered.

“..What are you doing?”

-Even if I’m still a novice, I know you shouldn’t eat that.

“Lecturing me.”

That’s it. All useless thoughts had flown away.

Scarlett stretched out her body and stared blankly at the prison ceiling.

At first, she used to meet Cecil here every time.

Bringing pineapple pizza, masturbating in front of her.

And then going to get pizza again to meet Cecil the next time.

Every day was exciting and thrilling.

She still loved Cecil and her heart still pounded.

But was this really the right way?

Doubt began to arise.

‘..I don’t know.’

But she quickly dismissed that doubt.

Regardless, this was the only way Scarlett knew how to ‘love.’

She had to love Cecil this way, even if it was the only way.

In this gray world, Cecil was the only one who shone with color.

Scarlett, who could see no one else’s colors, was able to be equal to everyone.

But she was the only woman she couldn’t treat equally.

And, her most beautiful love.

Could she not just love me blindly, always and forever?

She thought quietly.

****

There was a problem.

“Lu, ciiiit.. Hiieut..”

I twisted my body, trying to break free from Lucy’s grip that was tightening around me.

But what returned was an even stronger and tighter restraint.

Jjijik, jjiiik-

Something was trying to burst out of Lucy’s back, piercing her clothes.

Her neck was gently caressed, and her small knees rubbed against my vulva.

Lucy, having lost her reason, seemed unstoppable no matter what I said.

I didn’t do anything in particular.

I just happened to be stroking Lucy’s horns while I was sleeping.

Suddenly, Lucy’s condition became strange.

Ziiik, tuduk, chwak!

And then, the cloth on her back suddenly tore, revealing.

A pair of wings.