episode_0063

“Even if there’s a man inside this body, can he still love ‘Beatrice’?”

A witch with a face that seemed heavily intoxicated yet somehow sorrowful asked me a question.

If the path I choose is the wrong one, would I be able to walk down that path?

Could I endure whatever comes and still love ‘Beatrice’?

“Well…”

I paused for a moment before answering.

…Why is she asking me this question, and what answer should I give?

I slowly raised my head to gaze at Beatrice.

In truth, Beatrice was a man…

“Hmm.”

No matter how I looked at it, I couldn’t see her as a man. How could she be considered a man when you look at that beautiful and alluring figure?

How could that be a man? She was just an eccentric who thought of herself as a man.

Moreover, considering the actions she had taken up to now…

“Well…”

Even if there’s a man inside?

It’s hard to imagine anyone else more fitting of being a ‘woman.’

“Oh.”

As I pondered my response, I finally realized why Beatrice was rejecting love with such hostility.

If she perceived herself as a man, then she might have deemed loving me as forbidden.

For that reason, it made sense. Although it was unlikely, if I were in such a situation, I might have acted the same way.

But Beatrice was undeniably a woman.

Though she occasionally showed masculine traits, she was mostly just a kind witch overflowing with quirks.

And even if she truly were a man…

“What does that matter?”

Isn’t she just a woman now? There was no hindrance to loving her.

So, I smiled warmly and responded to her question.

“Beatrice.”

“…Yes?”

“I mean, I like you just the way you are.”

It’s true.

Because she’s a woman, my liking turned into affection and became love; even if she were a man, we would probably have become great friends.

To that extent, the witch before me was truly a captivating being.

“Whatever you were in the past, you’re ‘Beatrice’ now, right? I like ‘Beatrice.’”

“…”

“So, I will love you. I’ll patiently wait and strive endlessly until you open the door to your heart.”

“Hmph.”

Although I spoke seriously after a long time, it seemed out of place.

Beatrice chuckled and shook her head dismissively.

“You’re good at talking about perverted topics.”

Come on, I thought carefully before responding.

“If you think so, there’s nothing I can do about it.”

Shrugging my shoulders and quenching my thirst with the remaining drink, Beatrice got up from her seat, perhaps intending to return to her room.

It was late. Not even the sounds of drunken revelry that should have been faintly audible could be heard.

“Should I walk you back?”

As I stood up to escort the heavily intoxicated Beatrice, the lovely witch approached me with a charming smile.

“Wouldn’t it be nice if you went back?”

“…”

Honestly, I wanted to say ‘no.’

When would such an opportunity come again? I wanted to ask her to stay and sleep over while we were both drunk.

However, I lacked the courage.

If another rift were to form because of this, it would undoubtedly take longer to win her heart.

So, although I hesitated in my response, the witch who had unknowingly come close to me touched my cheek and uttered incomprehensible words.

“Everything happening from now on is just a dream.”

A dream on a winter night.

Before I could express my doubts, Beatrice’s enchanting body enveloped me.

—–

When I revealed the secret I had hidden with the help of alcohol, the first emotion I felt was ‘regret.’

Did I really need to say that?

My heart raced even after speaking. The faces of those who heard the secret seemed more serious than usual.

Indeed, alcohol was a foe.

To think that such an absurd accident would happen as soon as I let myself go in my drunken state.

If only I could go back in time, I wanted to slap my cheek hard for foolishly sealing my magic.

That idiotic woman.

Even if I had spoken, I should have resolved the disaster in the central region first. What’s the use if that perverted guy leaves feeling greatly hurt like this?

Seeing her muttering something with a serious expression, it seemed like the shock wasn’t just limited to this moment.

Well, if the person I chased as a lifelong companion turned out to be a man… It would probably be so serious that words couldn’t express it.

What kind of words am I about to hear?

It’s strange that she’s not relenting, spewing curses like a worn-out novel and refusing to break off the relationship.

Shaking my head in anxiety and fear, as I waited, after a while, she seemed to have made up her mind and began to speak with a determined expression.

“I mean, I just like you as you are.”

“Whatever you were in the past, now you’re ‘Beatrice,’ right? So, my love for you won’t change, ‘Beatrice.’”

At his bright smile and response, I felt my tension dissipate.

“You’re good at talking about perverted subjects.”

I felt a sense of relief.

The fact that he wouldn’t leave me.

I felt poignant.

At his pledge that his love wouldn’t change.

And as much as I didn’t want to admit it, the sharp guy was right.

Regardless of who I was in the past, am I not ‘Beatrice’ now?

Then it was right to live as Beatrice. Even if everything ends, isn’t there no guarantee that I can return home?

Drrrk –

Admitting that I had become ‘Beatrice,’ I felt a sensation of the mental barriers within me being released.

At the same time, I had no choice but to acknowledge one emotion I had denied.

Love.

Yes, it was right that I liked the sharp guy.

My face turning as red as a beet whenever I saw him.

My heart beating shyly when our breaths touched.

And even the sensation in my lower body tingling whenever I heard him say he loved me.

And yet, I don’t like that guy?

That’s akin to Lorian saying she loves a man.

“Huff…”

But a problem arose.

While it was fine to acknowledge the emotion of ‘love,’ once I did, I couldn’t look straight at his face.

Even with the help of alcohol, the result was the same. So, I got up from my seat and tried to return to my room.

However.

“Should I walk you back?”

Seeing his worried face, I felt a surge of irritation.

…He says he loves me? Then isn’t it normal not to want to send him away? I could tell him to stay the night, right?

Gaining courage from a strange place, I approached him closely and smiled mischievously.

“You want to go back?”

“…”

Cal quietly closed his mouth.

But his face was honestly expressing his innermost thoughts.

Please, let me stay the night. I want to feel the warmth of that tempting body.

Why can’t you say it honestly? You’re always so thirsty for sex.

Feeling frustrated by his silent standing, I eventually took the initiative and pounced on him.

“Everything happening from now on is just a dream.”

With quite a cool statement.

So, I succeeded in pouncing on him, but…

“…”

“…”

Despite boldly pouncing, there was nothing I could do.

There were reasons like embarrassment and feeling burdened, but the biggest reason was still… ‘I don’t know what to do.’

If you have a lot of experience with adult content and mature manga, what else would you do?

There’s a huge difference between watching and actually doing it.

Moreover, the genres I usually watched were all hardcore, so there’s no way a normal progression is possible.

First Experience

If I act out what I saw in X-tomi for my first experience, what will that damn guy think of me?

He’ll probably think I’m a crazy pervert who’s been hiding an enormous fetish all this time!

I couldn’t let him think that way.

If you know even a little about female pleasure, there’s nothing to say, but I haven’t even tried masturbating yet!

It’s weird to be called a pervert just because I haven’t masturbated once, isn’t it?

Of course, I was curious.

What kind of pleasure do women feel that makes them happy while moaning and groaning? What are the differences between the pleasure women feel and what men feel?

I was curious, but unfortunately, I didn’t have time to explore.

With all my focus on surviving and escaping, there was no time for something like masturbation.

Thinking like this, I really can’t do anything.

…What should I do? If I do this, there’s no point in covering up first, right?

I tried to quickly get away from the thought of making a mistake, but at that moment, his thick arms tightly wrapped around my waist.

“You said it was a dream, right? This.”

The knife that trapped me in his arms so I couldn’t escape slowly rose up, licking his lips sharply.

Then, he pressed me down and revealed his intense lust.

“If it’s a dream, it doesn’t matter what we do, right?”

“Ugh…!”

Looking down at me with a released gaze, he roughly grabbed my robe.

And as if delivering a final warning, he whispered softly into my ear.

“You might regret it, Beatrice. If you want to stop, now is your last chance.”

Although he was sweetly urging me to give up, I shook my head vigorously.

“Fool, once you make the first move, it’s too late to stop.”

“…”

“Besides, if you strike first, you have to take responsibility for it, don’t you? Knife… You know what you have to do now.”

Carefully loosening the excited beast’s grip, I spoke calmly.

“It’s just enjoying a dream on a winter night, got it?”

Soon, under the moonlight, white bare feet were revealed by a rough touch.