Chapter 24: I’d rather kill you

A strange, warm, and unsettling feeling lingered.
I opened my eyes, feeling sticky and uncomfortable, and saw a beautiful woman.

Blonde hair, casually tied to one side, accentuating her wild beauty.
A row of piercings adorned her ear, demanding attention.
And despite these striking features, her beauty still shone through.

Her focused, serious expression captivated me.

“…Linne?”

“Oh, Ellie. You’re awake?”

I stared, mesmerized, then our eyes met.
Linne quickly pulled away, startled.

A pang of regret. I wanted to watch her a little longer.

A beautiful woman like Linne, lost in concentration, was… unfair.
Her intense gaze and firmly set lips
enhanced her usually cold beauty.

My heart pounded.
Her serious demeanor erased any trace of her usual goofy, perverted self.

I realized I was staring.

But it couldn’t be helped.
It was like…a biological urge.

I was simply admiring her beauty. Nothing more. She was…attractive, after all.

I wouldn’t be attracted to a perverted, idiotic, crazy lesbian otherwise.

I shook my head,
my long hair swaying wildly.

I sat up, blinking, and looked around.

Where was I?
The walls, the bed, the curtains…everything was white, except for Linne and me.

I’d read a novel with a similar setting.

I racked my brain, trying to remember.
All I read were creepy Yuri novels.

Except for the one I died reading, of course. That one was pure and full of love and affection. I longed for a love like that.

Well, as a man at heart, that was probably impossible. I acknowledged my inner macho self and gave up on the idea.

I flexed my bicep, trying to look manly.
My arm was short and thin, pathetically so.

I puffed out my chest, trying to flex my pecs.
My hands met soft mounds.

My body betrayed my masculinity.

Oh well. I’d accept it, manfully.

More importantly, a white room and a crazy lesbian… It reminded me of a specific novel.

A story about a girl kidnapped and…trained by a crazy lesbian in a white room.

I substituted myself for the protagonist and Linne for the crazy lesbian. I’d woken up in a white room…

…I’d been kidnapped by Linne.

Her efficiency was impressive.

If the novel was anything to go by, she’d start training me now. Beatings, drugs, all sorts of…torment.

And finally, she’d twist my broken mind, filling it with a warped affection for her. I’d be hers forever.

Fine, I’d give in. I deserved this, after surviving in this crazy place for so long. I wanted to give up and find peace.

But I kept thinking about Sister.
She’d spent countless nights teaching me how to avoid this exact situation. I had to protect my…virtue, for her sake.

I’d rather die than become a crazy lesbian’s plaything.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and declared dramatically,

“So, you’ve finally kidnapped me, Linne…I won’t beg for mercy. If you plan to…violate me, just kill me!”

“Why would I kill you? You collapsed, so I brought you to the infirmary and… treated you.”

She was lying. Who did she think she was fooling? She kidnapped me and insulted my intelligence. I had to speak my mind, even if I was about to die.

“Don’t lie! You plan to train and…and…do things to me in this windowless room…”

Swish—

Linne pulled back the curtains, revealing the horrifying truth.
I was speechless.

There was a window.

Students walked past outside.
I saw other beds through the gap in the curtains. It really was the infirmary.

I wanted to die.

I remembered the duel. I’d had a chance, but I still lost.

So, I’d collapsed and ended up here. How pathetic.

No, there had to be more to it. This couldn’t be the end. I wasn’t just being embarrassed and overthinking.

I remembered waking up earlier. Linne quickly pulled away when our eyes met. That was suspicious. Why react like that if she hadn’t done anything wrong?

Linne was still slightly flushed and kept avoiding my gaze. She was definitely hiding something.

I must have been mistaken. This wasn’t a kidnapping.

She must have done something…indecent while I was unconscious.

I looked down; my clothes and skirt were disheveled. And my lower abdomen ached…

“Y…you animal! What did you do to me?!”

“Wh…what? I just healed your injuries!”

Linne’s indignant outburst, without being asked, was incriminating.

“You…you violated me and now you’re playing innocent? You…!”

Denials were pointless.
She’d been caught red-handed. My…damp panties were proof enough.

“No, it’s not like that…!”

Linne’s eyes darted around nervously. She looked genuinely flustered, unlike her usual self. I’d hit a nerve.

“I’ll tell everyone what you did! You’ll be a social pariah!”

It was a bluff. Who would I tell in this academy? I didn’t want to worry Sister.

But it seemed to work on Linne.

“Please, just listen…!”

Linne grabbed me.
A desperate, cornered criminal’s last resort.

Was she going to use force? But she’d lost her composure. She was an easy target.

“You pervert, showing your true colors finally…Mmmph?!”

“I’m sorry, Ellie! I’ll explain later…!”

Linne’s ample bosom filled my vision, suffocating me.

“Mmmph…! Mmmph!!”

I struggled, trying to escape.

But her sweet, intoxicating scent weakened my resolve.

Thump-thump—

Her heartbeat echoed in my ears. I went limp, surrendering to the accelerating rhythm.

Trapped in her embrace, my mind grew hazy.

“Haa…haa…”

“I’m so sorry, Ellie!”

“I…it’s okay…”

Linne’s hug made me feel better. Hee hee…

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I won’t accept defeat!

Losing to Linne fueled my desire to become stronger. I hadn’t felt this competitive in a while.

I used to spar with the knights regularly.
But I’d lost interest recently. They were no match for me.

My Flame Sword tore through their armor and weapons like paper. Only the knights who could use blue sword aura posed a challenge.

Now, a worthy opponent had rekindled my passion. I wanted to train, to fight.

I would have rushed to the training grounds immediately if I could.

But I was in no condition to train. I’d felt unwell since the duel with Linne, though I doubted it was the cause.

Or maybe it was. The spot where she kicked me still ached.

“Hngh…”

A throbbing heat pulsed in my lower abdomen. It felt like something was…vibrating inside.

I quickly pulled my hand away, a strange feeling washing over me.

And it wasn’t just my stomach. My body felt hot, and my mind was hazy.

This happened after Sister’s…lessons. I’d always go to her then.

Sister had a unique healing magic. She’d always heal me when I felt like this.

Linne also used healing magic.

Hers was different from Sister’s, strangely fascinating. Glowing hands, no incantations… Perhaps magic manifested differently in each person.

But Linne couldn’t heal this. She said she’d healed my injuries.

I needed Sister’s healing magic. She’d always healed me before.

Sister should be in her room now. I should visit her.

I tried to ignore the growing heat in my body as I walked towards her dormitory.