Ch.160Witness – 6

“Hah.”

Despite staying up all night, I rose from my seat, filling my lungs with the sacred morning air. Even though I’d spent the night wide awake, sleep still wouldn’t come—not that I had any intention of sleeping anyway.

How could I possibly sleep after what I’d done last night? Elysier had apparently passed out during our play and conveniently fallen asleep afterward, but not me.

Elysier had displayed an endless masochistic tendency even after physically demonstrating just how much pleasure she felt. She kept giggling even as she gasped for breath and her lower abdomen turned purple.

In the end, I was only able to free myself after Elysier lost consciousness, exhaling her final few breaths due to oxygen deprivation, with bruises forming on her lower abdomen.

Afterward, well, I cleaned her body with magic, treated the bruises on her lower abdomen and the vivid red lines on her neck. Finally, after confirming she was still breathing, I laid her on the bed, and that was that.

And since then, I’d been pacing around the garden. I figured I’d be wide awake even if I lay in bed, and it seems I was right.

‘…Was I really into that sort of thing?’

The moment I saw the terrace, yesterday’s events came flooding back. Naturally, I wondered if I truly had such inclinations.

At the time, my mind wasn’t working properly, so I’d brushed it off as mere exhilaration, but now that my head had completely cooled, I could think straight. The emotion I felt while choking Elysier was unmistakably excitement.

The claim that my mind wasn’t working properly didn’t make sense to begin with. Even when Priscilla rubbed against me in just her underwear, when Rosaria pressed her breasts against me, or when I was deeply kissing Nika under the pretext of sharing spiritual energy—I never lost control like that.

The only difference between those past incidents and last night was the presence of physical abuse. So there was only one conclusion I could draw.

‘I should go back inside.’

As if I could possibly have such a twisted preference. I shifted my thoughts elsewhere as I moved my feet.

It was about time I returned to bed. I’d been outside too long. If the three who had been clinging to me while sleeping woke up and noticed I wasn’t beside them, things would get noisy in various ways.

“Ah, so you were here. How fortunate. I was just about to look for you.”

As I hurried along, I encountered Elysier coming down the first-floor stairs with Priscilla. Both were still wearing their bedclothes.

One was practically exposing her entire body in a negligee so thin it was nearly transparent, while the other wore a white shirt with black lingerie underneath—equally provocative in its own way.

“Since you’re up, why not dress properly? You’re not planning to stay like that all day, are you? Even if we’re the only ones here, still…”

“There’s no need. This attire is more suitable for what we’re about to do.”

“What are you going to do?”

Instead of answering, Elysier nudged Priscilla with her elbow. Prompted, Priscilla hesitantly stepped forward, brought both hands in front of her lower abdomen, and formed a heart shape by joining her thumbs and index fingers.

It was obvious what that heart symbolized.

“Um… Mira. Do it to me too. What you did to Elysier last night…”

Shocked, I turned sharply toward Elysier. Her expression remained nonchalant.

“No need to glare at me like that. I’ve told not just Priscilla, but the other two as well.”

“Hey, what do you mean you told them…”

My head was spinning.

I thought the reason we’d waited until nighttime and gone all the way to the terrace, far from the bedroom, was to avoid being discovered by the other three. But that wasn’t the reason?

“Don’t misunderstand. I absolutely did not tell them to boast about what you did to me, nor to create rifts in our relationship.”

“Then why?”

“Just as we are doing, shouldn’t you also attempt to return to normalcy? This is part of that attempt.”

Elysier stepped closer. When she suddenly tried to touch my lower body, I dodged. Her hand brushed through empty air. Unfazed, she withdrew her hand and continued speaking.

“Let me ask you one thing. Were you not excited while doing those things to me yesterday?”

“…”

This would normally have been the moment to manage my expression, but I couldn’t. I’d been agonizing over this very question all night.

Seeing me hesitate without answering, Elysier looked as if she’d expected this reaction.

“I saw it too. I confirmed with my own eyes that you were excited while choking me and pounding my womb. You yourself know well that this is not something to be taken lightly. Reflect on how you’ve behaved normally. When we clung to you and rubbed our bodies against yours, was there ever a time when you couldn’t control yourself?”

“…No, there wasn’t.”

I could have responded anytime if I wanted to. I simply held back. Unlike last night.

“Even when you first started choking me, you were composed. You probably could have restrained yourself. But midway through, you began to show your emotions freely. Judging by your current expression, you didn’t deliberately reveal them. Am I right?”

I nodded quietly. A told-you-so smile appeared on Elysier’s face.

“This clearly proves that your patience has weakened. In ordinary circumstances, this might be considered an unfortunate change, but for us now, it’s not at all. It means that your broken parts are gradually returning to normal. Why would you consider that unfortunate?”

“…”

“You promised before. That you would ensure we reach a happy ending by any means necessary. We feel the same. We don’t want an ending where you alone are unhappy. Will you continue to live broken like this even after we all return home? Pretending to have emotions, ignoring the broken parts? We don’t want to see you like that. That’s also why we made this proposal.”

I had never thought about myself. I always thought I could just live by pretending to forget, as I always had.

After silently staring at Elysier, I turned my gaze to Priscilla. She was still standing there with her hands joined in front of her lower abdomen, forming the shape of her womb.

Her expression was dripping with undisguisable anticipation.

“Do you feel the same way, Priscilla?”

“Yes. I want Mira to be happy too. That’s why I agreed to do this. I want you to be able to live normally someday. I’ll work hard alongside you…”

At least I could tell she wasn’t being forced to participate. I lowered my gaze slightly. Noticing where my eyes were directed, Priscilla flinched.

But only momentarily—soon she pressed both hands against her lower abdomen as if to emphasize where her womb was. Her slightly swollen lower abdomen, pressed by her fingers, showcased its elastic skin.

“It’s going to hurt a lot.”

“It’s fine as long as it’s you doing it, Mira. Elysier said it feels really good too.”

“Are you trying to put strange ideas in her head?”

Just because she felt good doesn’t mean everyone else would, but the person in question calmly met my gaze.

“The four of us are not fundamentally different. So everyone will surely enjoy it. I can be certain.”

“If the other three succeed, your turn will be much later, Elysier. I’ll consider it after going through those three about ten times.”

“…I was wrong. Won’t you forgive me?”

She immediately lowered her tail and shrank back at my next words.

Elysier clung to me desperately, begging for forgiveness as if she would grab onto my pant leg, and only after I reassured her several times that I was joking was I finally able to send her away.

“Let’s go, Priscilla.”

“…Okay.”

I took Priscilla, who remained with a face full of expectation, into an empty room. Yellow eyes, half nervous and half expectant, looked up at me. I looked down at her body in return.

I was newly struck by how perfect Priscilla’s body was. Though she usually clung to me so boldly, now she fidgeted awkwardly, as if embarrassed by my gaze.

It was time to leave my mark on that perfect body.

“…What was the problem? I can’t understand.”

In conclusion, Elysier’s plan had failed.

Despite Priscilla, Rosaria, and Laura all having their necks choked and lower abdomens beaten until they passed out, I remained composed. Naturally, I didn’t feel the same exhilaration as before.

Rather, Priscilla and Rosaria, who had been perfectly normal, awakened to strange fetishes—a complete loss. I quietly held the back of my neck as the two caressed their lower abdomens with ecstatic eyes, claiming it felt good despite the excruciating pain, just as Elysier had boldly declared.

“It was a play I wouldn’t want to do twice.”

At least Laura drew the line, saying that while it felt good, she didn’t want to do it again.

It was a bit ambiguous to consider this a normal reaction. When Elysier teased her, saying she hadn’t just felt good but had been dripping wet, Laura couldn’t refute and only blushed.

Just to be sure, I tried again with Elysier, even going to the same terrace where I had enjoyed it yesterday, but the result was the same.

“What if you tried a bit more sincerely?”

“I did it exactly the same as yesterday. If I go any harder, you won’t be able to handle it.”

“I’m sturdy, so I’ll be fine.”

“Why not just admit you want it?”

“Oh my. I’ve been found out.”

I inwardly sighed at Elysier’s shameless behavior. It was obvious she was trying to ensure I wasn’t too disappointed, so I didn’t react further.

“Can’t be helped. Let’s stop here. Maybe it was just a temporary phenomenon. After all, what happened to me was a long time ago…”

I paused mid-sentence. Everyone tilted their heads, wondering what was wrong with me, but now wasn’t the time to worry about that.

‘…It doesn’t hurt?’

I looked down at my left hand. My left arm, which used to ache whenever I thought about the past or recalled the spear of light, didn’t hurt at all even though I had directly spoken about past events. My head was the same.

“…Just a moment.”

With a stiff face, I concentrated on the sensation in my left hand. Sacred golden light gathered in my palm, gradually taking the shape of a spear.

And until that spear of light was fully formed, I remained standing calmly.