Side Story Imprisonment and Pure Love

This is a story of “what if.”

A story that could never possibly happen.

“I have no need. For counseling.”

Michaela ultimately refused Lee Ha-yul’s persistent offer of counseling.

She believed that a scabbard had no need for such things.

Counseling itself was a ridiculous notion to begin with.

The relationship between Michaela and Han Seoyeon was extremely wholesome and proper.

Counseling is something one does when there’s some sort of problem.

There were no problems in Michaela and Han Seoyeon’s relationship.

“…Going out again today.”

Yes.

There could be no problems.

“Yep!”

Michaela wanted the girl named Han Seoyeon to be happy.

That happiness surely included having friends.

“Da-eun invited me to a tea party!”

“…I see.”

So, even if Han Seoyeon made friends other than her.

Even if they spent weekends together.

“Have, a good time.”

Michaela was fine.

She would be fine.

All she wanted was Han Seoyeon’s happiness.

The girl went out frequently, whether it was a weekend or a weekday.

With her friends.

Wearing a happy smile.

“…”

It was a good thing.

So Michaela also smiled.

“Oh, right! I’ve graduated from my bean sprout-only diet!”

She kept smiling.

Always, constantly.

“Suho said he’d make me lunch boxes. Every day from now on!”

When did it start?

Michaela began to dislike lunchtime.

“Oh…! Da-eun, you have a lunch box too?”

“Yes. My personal chef’s cooking skills are superior to even the chefs here.”

“Hmm, that’s true. I can’t argue with that…”

“How about it? Would you like to try a bite?”

At Michaela’s lunchtime, four girls always sat side by side.

A girl with beautiful pink hair and emerald eyes.

A girl with blonde hair and captivating deep ruby eyes.

Both were quite beautiful.

They suited Han Seoyeon well.

“Don’t feel pressured. I actually needed someone to play the role of a food taster.”

“Then, I won’t refuse…!”

“─I see!”

More than anything.

“Da-eun, you brought a lunch box too!”

“…Yes.”

“Mine is homemade, of course. So is Seoyeon’s.”

There was something clearly visible.

The unmistakable signs of love.

“Here. Say ah-.”

“Oh, no! At this age, that’s a bit…!”

“It’s not embarrassing, is it? Between us.”

“…Well, I guess that’s true.”

The two girls held affection for Han Seoyeon.

Perhaps something more than friendship.

“Then hurry up and say ah-. Ah-.”

“…Ah-.”

Baek Da-eun.

Han Suho.

Extremely ordinary girls.

“Is it good?”

“It’s delicious!”

“N-Next, my lunch box…!”

Different from a mere scabbard.

“…”

The only outsider was Michaela.

Michaela’s lunch ended in silence, from silence.

Han Seoyeon looked overjoyed with the two girls.

A far cry from the time when she was being bullied.

“Why.”

As if.

She was in love.

“Why?”

Why.

Whywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhywhy─.

“Why…?”

Suddenly, Michaela questioned.

It was a question born of pure innocence.

Because it was all so strange and unnatural.

Han Seoyeon had fallen in love with Michaela.

Then why, did the girl look so happy when she was with other girls, and not her?

‘I fell in love at first sight! Please go out with me! I’ll make sure you never have to lift a finger─!’

It was Michaela who received the confession from the girl.

‘I’ll trust you, senior. I’ll, rely on you.’

It was Michaela whom the girl said she would rely on.

‘Thank you so much, senior…!’

It was Michaela to whom the girl expressed her gratitude.

‘I, what should I do? I think I’ve fallen for you so much, there’s nothing I can do.’

It was Michaela who received the girl’s kiss.

‘This is a no-count, okay?’

It was all Michaela.

Not those other bitches in heat.

“But, why!”

The girl was supposed to be in love with her.

Why.

“Wh, y…”

Did she keep secrets from her?

Did she hang out with other girls and not her?

“Why!”

Was she not by her side?

“…I, am a scabbard.”

Michaela Wittelsbach is a scabbard.

A scabbard is just an object.

“There is nothing, beside a scabbard. That’s how it should be…”

A scabbard has no free will.

It’s strange for someone to be by its side.

“…Am I, going to be alone.”

So.

Perhaps it was everything up until now that was strange.

“…Am I going to be alone again…?”

Michaela would be alone again.

“…I don’t want that.”

Just like when she killed the porter.

Just like when she was left alone in the attic of the mansion.

“I don’t want that!”

The girl would leave her side, forever.

“I don’t want that!”

Michaela screamed.

It was the cry of a person, not a scabbard.

“I, want to be by that child’s side…!”

She wanted to be by her side.

By the side of that girl, who was as radiant as the sun.

One who doesn’t know the warmth of others can remain in solitude forever.

But, once one knows warmth, one cannot remain in solitude.

Michaela couldn’t forget.

The warmth the girl had given her.

‘You keep telling me to go play with other people, what if I get stolen away!’

It wasn’t regret.

For the first time in her life, Michaela was experiencing regret.

She didn’t want to lose the girl.

She loved her.

She wanted to be by her side.

“…What, should I do.”

But, it was already too late.

The girl was already with other girls, not her.

She might have already lost all affection for the scabbard.

What should she do?

Michaela pondered repeatedly.

“Ah…”

Finally, she reached a conclusion.

Physical distance.

Because their physical distance had grown, their hearts had surely grown apart as well.

Doesn’t it say that when bodies grow apart, hearts grow apart too?

There was no other way to explain this phenomenon.

If so, the answer was clear.

They shouldn’t be separated physically.

She had to be close to the girl.

“Yes…!”

Michaela declared in a voice filled with elation.

“If I close, the physical distance…!”

Living together in the dormitory wasn’t enough.

If she did this, they could be together always.

The girl would love her again.

For that.

The girl’s freedom was a hindrance.

The girl’s arms and legs were an eyesore.

If her body was given freedom, the girl might leave at any time.

[Stop it. That’s…!]

The voice no longer reached the ecstatic Michaela.

Not even the girl’s voice.

“Ah, Senior!”

“…”

“You were here? I’ve been looking all over for you.”

“…”

“Um, how should I put this.”

“…”

“I, have something to tell you, Senior!”

“…”

“Th, this summer vacation, let’s go to the beach, just the two of us─!”

Crack.

A sound of something being crushed, and blood splatters everywhere.

“…Huh?”

The left hand that the girl always used to handle the sword rolls on the floor.

Before she can even scream, let alone understand the situation, her mouth freezes.

And─.

The Student Hero went missing.

All that remained at the scene were a cleanly severed left arm and hardened pools of blood.

The Hunter Management Bureau believed it to be retaliation from a terrorist group.

There was no progress in the investigation, and many mourned the disappearance.

In particular, the German exchange student, who had a lot of interaction with the Student Hero, was greatly shocked and subsequently dropped out of the Academy.

And so, a few years passed.

The existence of the Student Hero gradually faded from people’s minds.

Finishing her day, Michaela sighed in front of her house.

Hunting numerous monsters as a hero, bringing hope to many people.

It was a rewarding job, but it was also undeniably tiring.

However, even as she said that, the corners of Michaela’s mouth were raised.

Because she was no longer alone.

It was truly a happy thing to have someone waiting for her at home.

Michaela opened the door.

“Die!”

The girl, with only her right arm remaining, tries to strike her body with a wooden stick she picked up from somewhere.

Although she was past the age to be called a girl, Michaela didn’t mind calling her that.

“Today, you’re quite cute in your own way.”

Even that was lovely.

Michaela lightly swung her arm.

“Agh…!”

The girl’s neck, surprisingly soft, rested in her hand.

“Is this tsundere play? How cute. Knowing that I’m tired from work, you prepared such a unique play for me today,”

“Shut up! Die, just die!”

“…Tsundere is fine, but.”

Michaela placed the girl on the floor.

“Ah, d-don’t come closer!”

“Breaking your leash at will, and even shouting so loudly at your lover…”

Swish.

Suddenly, a sword was in her hand.

“H-Hiii…!”

“I’m sad. But it’s okay. I heard that in love, the one who falls first loses. I, love even that part of you.”

Holding the sword.

Michaela slowly approached the girl.

“If possible, I’d like to hold hands together,”

Seeing Michaela approaching, the girl fled.

She crawled on the ground like a slug.

Slowly, with only one arm and two legs, reduced to mere stumps.

“Ah…”

“I don’t want to cut off your remaining arm, but…”

Michaela approached the girl and pinned her down.

“S-Stop!”

“You’ve done something bad, so you must be punished.”

She raised the sword.

“Ah─.”

And cut.

The right arm.

“K-Kyaaaaaaaaaaa!”

The right arm was cleanly severed and rolled on the floor.

“K-Haa, haaaaaaaa!”

She was bleeding enough to die instantly.

But the girl wouldn’t die.

The cut surface instantly froze, stopping the blood flow.

“H-Uh, Aaaaaah…!”

“Don’t play sick like that. I’m not a foolish woman who overlooks her lover’s mistakes.”

“K-He, Ek, E…”

Of course, that didn’t mean the pain would go away.

The girl’s body twitched and rolled on the floor.

Indecently, like a beast, the girl wet the floor of the house.

Since she was always naked, thankfully, there was no unfortunate incident of her clothes getting wet.

“Do you still intend to resist?”

“I, I won’t. I won’t resist ever again. Please, s-sa, save…”

“No.”

Michaela brought her face close to the girl’s.

“That’s not what you should say to your lover who’s tired from work, is it?”

“Ah…”

Despair and fear clouded the girl’s face.

Her lips trembled, and she formed words.

“W-Welcome home, Michaela.”

“That’s right.”

Michaela stole the girl’s lips.

“H-읍…!”

With a forcefully inserted tongue, she couldn’t even speak properly.

“Now, let’s continue in bed.”

“Ye, Yes.”

Michaela picked up the girl’s body, which had lost all four limbs, like a princess.

And so, the two headed to their love nest.

“I’m very tired today. I’d like to receive, some service, from my beloved lover.”

“Ser, vice…”

“Won’t you?”

“I, I will! I will, so p-please don’t kill me.”

Michaela lay comfortably on the bed.

Below her, sticking out her tongue, the girl diligently licked her petals.

Love nectar soaks the sheets.

The girl modestly savored the love nectar, not leaving a single drop.

Her tongue movements were skillful.

Michaela, proud of the girl who didn’t hesitate to do such a shameful thing for her lover, stroked her beautiful, all-black hair.

“Do you remember what day it is today?”

“I, I’m sorry. I, I don’t know…”

“That’s disappointing. I feel a little sulky.”

Michaela reached for the girl’s neck.

And squeezed with all her might.

“Ah, I, I’ll remember! Save me! I’m sorry, I’m sorry…!”

“Today, is the day you and I first met. The day you first confessed to me.”

“Ah, Ah…!”

“It’s such an important day. Next time…”

“I, I won’t, forget. S-So, please, s-sa, save…”

Only then did Michaela relax, releasing the force she was using to choke her.

“Ke-hek, K-He…”

“Good. It’s a special occasion. I don’t want to fight with my lover on our anniversary.”

Michaela looked at her lovely lover anew.

Her breasts were so large and heavy that they looked vulgar.

No matter what clothes she wore, their size couldn’t be hidden, and they often jiggled.

Unconsciously seducing others.

Her slender waist was smooth and without any extra flesh.

White and soft without any blemishes, it felt good to punch.

It seemed difficult to sit properly on a chair with her full hips.

No matter how wholesome her underwear was, the flesh under her buttocks would completely devour it, making it look merely lewd.

It was truly a walking self-pleasure device, a body specialized for sex.

A body that naturally aroused sexual desire.

It was strange that a girl with such a sex-optimized body had been wielding a sword until now.

“But before that, I want an apology.”

“Ye, Yes! I, I’ll apologize!”

The girl, crawling on the bed with the nubs of her arms and legs, used her vulgar breasts as support and prostrated herself on the floor in a dogeza.

“Not enough.”

“Wh, What, should, I, do.”

“Aren’t you arousing my sexual desire? Apologize quickly. Say you’re sorry for making my clitoris excited.”

“Y-Yes! I, I’m sorry that my body is so lewd that it angered Michaela’s clitoris, I’m s-sorry…!”

“Not bad.”

Michaela’s lips curved up in satisfaction.

She lightly patted the girl’s pure white buttocks.

Thump, thump.

A twitch.

The girl’s pink labia, each time her buttocks were struck, gaped open and impishly tempted her.

“For this much, I’ll forgive you today.”

“Y-Yes…”

Then, Michaela hugged the girl tightly.

She could feel the girl’s body temperature all over, allowing her to fully savor the feeling of being alive.

“Hngh, ah…!”

A moan echoes.

“Hnnngh…!”

The vulgar moans of a bitch in heat.

“…Give, her back.”

After the intercourse.

The girl muttered in her sleep.

“My kind senior, give, her back…!”

It seemed she was having a nightmare.

To be searching for her even in her dreams, what a fearful child.

“It’s okay.”

The girl, searching for her even in her dreams, was so very lovely.

Michaela whispered in the girl’s ear.

“I’m here, by your side. Always. Forever.”