episode_0063

My cozy home, where I could lounge around as much as I wanted without having to worry about anyone, is gone.

This is because it has been taken over by a monster filled with twisted love and endless desire.

Standing in front of the front door, I took a deep breath.

‘The mental preparation is complete. Vir also sent it to Kyra and the others.’

If I open this door, I will no longer be myself.

I knew this day would come someday, but I never thought it would be today.

‘Let’s just count to 10 seconds and open the door. ten… nine… ‘Paak!’

Suddenly the door opened and my body was dragged into the house.

A lot of things happened during that brief time when I was deprived of physical freedom.

The clothes were taken off in an instant, and after being thoroughly washed in the bathroom, I was dressed in moderately comfortable yet fairly neat clothes that were different from the miscellaneous clothes I usually wore.

And then he flew straight to the table and sat down naturally.

‘Oh shit. ‘I’m out of my mind.’

The table was lined with expensive-looking wine and dishes, but most of them were made of ingredients that were said to be good for men.

‘Is this the last supper before I die?’

Lufia, the person responsible for all of this, was nowhere to be seen.

What kind of surprise event are you preparing?

Tuk–.

The light went off.

‘Is this a horror show? Are you saying you’re going to rape me in the dark from now on?’

The door to the master bedroom opened, and a small light slowly flew out from inside.

The identity of the light was a cake with number-shaped candles.

A total of 4 candles made up the number 1000, but at first glance, it didn’t seem to be an age.

The cake arrived right in front of my nose.

“hu – Please blow.”

Lufia’s voice is heard from nearby.

I did as I was told and exhaled to blow out the candle.

The light came back on.

I immediately looked in the direction where the sound came from, and as expected, Lufia was sitting across from the table.

“Mr. Zeke. Today is the thousandth day since we started dating.”

Ah, it’s the 1000th day anniversary.

I knew it’s been about 3 years, but it hasn’t been 3 years yet.

“Time flies so fast.”

“Sure, hehehe.”

Lufia stood up.

Naturally, my eyes were drawn to her attire, but I was surprised to see the complete opposite of her usual neat attire.

“Hey, Mr. Rupiah? Those clothes… .”

“I bought one because it looked pretty. How do you feel, does it suit you well?”

I don’t know if it suits her well, but I can clearly tell that she has a strong intention to openly seduce her. It was an outfit that lacked a lot of fabric.

“Hmm… . It’s so stimulating.”

“Something like this… Do you hate it?”

Lufia came towards me and started thrusting herself into me.

“Rather than saying I don’t like it… It was so sudden.”

“Is that so? But I can’t wait any longer.”

Her forehead touched mine.

“Today, I want to tear down the wall that stands between us.”

“If it’s a wall… .”

“Huhuhu. Knowing.”

Lufia’s hand caressing my chest.

It was not the usual light touch, but a touch full of sinister feelings.

“Okay, let’s eat first.”

“Oh, look at my mind. is it so. Let’s eat first, let’s eat.”

Lufia obediently backed away with a light kiss.

for now.

It’s embarrassing.

I never thought they would tempt me into a game so openly.

Instead of the unofficial Rupiah who raped me every day, the official Rupiah, who wore a mask and hid her true nature, continued the relationship by generally accommodating me.

Thanks to Rupiah’s attitude, we were able to slow down the progress, but today he is strangely aggressive.

‘This… ‘It’s a test.’

Rupiah is testing me.

To make sure I really love her.

I educated Rupiah.

You can only be loved by me if you wear the mask of a hero.

This is like a dog willingly wearing a stuffy leash for a walk.

Education must be accompanied by appropriate compensation.

For Rupiah, the reward was a love game.

She was happy and satisfied just by hanging around with me, flirting with me, whispering love, and slowly making progress.

But already 1000 days, approximately 3 years, have passed.

For other couples, it’s normal to do everything you can and get used to each other.

Nevertheless, we still respect each other, and we have never officially seen each other’s inner lives.

Rupiah must have started to have doubts about this situation beyond dissatisfaction.

If you love each other, it’s normal for your relationship to naturally deepen over time, but we’re constantly at a standstill.

So, Rupiah laid out a plan to check my feelings.

Since there is time reversal anyway, Rupiah has nothing to lose.

‘Fucking open-air ability. It’s my higher compatibility.’

In the end, if we were to interpret this situation, this is what it means.

do you love me Then, since the meal is prepared on the table, you can enjoy it.

I’m not going to eat? There’s no excuse to put it off any longer, right? So you don’t love me?

It is truly a dilemma.

As soon as I slow down, Rupiah no longer has any hesitation, and can legally fuck me every day in a lively way.

If I leave here, Lufia, who thinks she is not loved by me even if I wear a mask, might give up and kidnap me and imprison me.

You’re forcing me to make this hellish choice.

‘Vicious bitch.’

“Mr. Zeke..? Are you listening?”

“Oh, sorry.”

“You think differently when you have me in front of you… .”

“No, that’s… . In fact, Ms. Rupiah was so beautiful that I was mesmerized for a moment.”

“Ah, then there is nothing we can do about it. Huhuhu.”

Lupia must have really liked my damn comment and smiled with satisfaction.

“So what was the story?”

“It’s our 1000th day, right? We’ve been in a relationship for quite some time, but I still feel like there’s a big wall between us. Starting today, I want to tear down that wall. What do you think?”

It is a moment of choice.

No, actually there is no choice.

The moment you refuse, the game is over.

“I think I did my best, but it’s rude of me to say that you felt a wall. great. Let’s tear it down. Because today is a special day.”

The meal is slowly coming to an end.

I’m getting drunk because of the wine.

The mental preparation is complete.

“Then, from now on… .”

Yeah you fucking bitch. Let’s pop it.

“I decided to let it go.”

“Yes?”

Are you saying you’re talking informally?

Of course, mutual respect helped maintain the distance between us, but it’s rude to set the tone like that and make demands.

The steam has disappeared.

“Mutual respect: It’s good to feel like we respect each other, but still… I want a comfortable and intimate relationship with Mr. Zeke. So, I thought it would be a good idea to start speaking comfortably… .”

Lupia, who was usually so confident, hesitated.

Lufia, who kills people and rapes me every day, is very nervous just because I want to talk to her.

For Lufia, is talking to each other worse than fucking?

‘Are you saying you can do this at any time like a dog?’

Thank you so much.

I spoke to Rupiah slowly and calmly.

“It’s not difficult to let go of words, but… . It’s a little burdensome. To me, Mr. Rupiah is so high, he is like a star in the sky… .”

It’s such a frustrating thing to say, but it’s also a plausible statement.

No matter how successful I am, Lufia is the empire’s greatest hero.

The social status difference between the two of us is significant.

But for Rupiah, that wasn’t a problem at all.

She smiled slightly and said to me.

“Me too. To me, Mr. Zeke is greater than anyone else in this world and is a great hero. Still, wouldn’t it be better to be together if we faced each other on the same line rather than looking up at each other?”

As expected from Lufia, who is perfect except for her personality, her skills in putting it on are not average either.

‘Write… ‘I can’t help it.’

Because I can’t think of anything to refute.

“Shall we do that then, Rupiah..?”

I had always been polite, but suddenly trying to speak informally made it more awkward than I thought.

[Rupia’s strategy progress has increased. (20 -> 24%) Acquire 600 strategy points]

‘Eh?’

It’s strange that the progress increases so much just by speaking informally.

“Ugh… Ugh… .”

“Huh? Why, why are you suddenly crying… Hey?”

Oh my god, Rupiah started crying.

I only spoke informally once.

What on earth is informal speech?

“No, it’s nothing… I’m happy, that’s all… .”

I reflexively walked up to Lufia and held her in my arms.

“Mr. Zeke… No, Zeke. My Name… Please call me one more time.”

These days, I often get asked to call me by my first name.

“Rupiah.”

“Ugh… Finally, finally, you call me that… .”

What do you mean, finally?

I think this is a pretty important piece of cake.

[Skill: Time independent activation.]

After activating the skill, I comforted the crying Lufia.

‘I expected it, but I’m sure there’s a past I don’t know about.’

A past that disappeared due to time reversal.

My guess is that in the past, I and Rupiah were close enough that we felt comfortable with each other.

It’s possible that we were dating just like we are now.

“Zeek. Do you love me..?”

Rupiah asked.

This is a question that can be easily asked between lovers.

But looking at her condition now, it didn’t feel that light.

“Of course I love you.”

I hugged Lufia even tighter and stroked her head.

She was shaking.

So much so that it could be considered a state of panic.

Even though she was crazy with jealousy, why did Lupia, who was always overflowing with confidence and never showed any signs of anxiety, suddenly show symptoms like this?

‘Is it a flashback?’

As I began to speak comfortably, memories from the past came to mind, which led to my PTSD.

If so, it’s understandable to feel this panic.

However, if this hypothesis is correct, it means that the disappeared past was terrible enough to cause PTSD.

‘What kind of past is there?’

I feel dizzy from the sudden spray of large rice cakes.

Isn’t this progress too fast?

“…Zeek.”

Lufia calls me in a somewhat calm voice.

“Why?”

“Day… Hug me.”

“I’m already holding you?”

“…not that one.”

Oh no.

“If you love me, hug me… . please… .”

An irresistible atmosphere was created.

Was it all just an act so far?

No, having seen countless cases of PTSD, I can assure you.

The scene just now was definitely not acting.

Lufia is just trying to confirm her love out of anxiety.

I just chose the most effective method among various methods.

‘Teacher, the progress is too fast.’

Please have mercy.