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Drip.

Saliva flowing down below the chin.

Frederica’s tongue split my lips, delving inside, gently licking and tasting, seizing my reflexive attempt to escape, wrapping around and holding my tongue.

Warm, moist, soft yet tingling sensation. I shuddered. It felt like every nerve in my body was trapped in this tiny piece of flesh.

“Huff….”

Suppressing my trembling tongue, she teased, pushed, and swept it, thoroughly enjoying her dominance.

The now familiar scent and taste of saliva filled my mouth, overwhelming like an intense floral fragrance.

“Ah, huff….”

Covering my entire mouth with her scent, Frederica wrapped my tongue and pulled it into her small lips, inviting me naturally, demanding that I give her the same sensation I experienced.

My tongue, writhing with a heat different from what was in my mouth, delicately licked inside Frederica’s mouth.

“Eek…!”

Frederica’s arms, holding my head, suddenly trembled. A hot breath escaped through our locked lips.

Then, as my still tongue was lightly touched by Frederica’s, I involuntarily closed my half-open eyes and flavored her mouth with the scent of lemons.

“Ugh, huff, huff….”

Unconsciously, my outstretched left arm naturally wrapped around Frederica’s waist, which was bending backward slightly.

It was instinctual. Whether it was my own instinct or Brunhilde’s, I couldn’t tell. Perhaps it was both.

“Heugh….”

A damp resonance, like a child’s palm on muddy ground, mixed in between rapid breathing and moans.

The kiss grew more and more intense.

Saliva overflowed, drenching each other’s chins, and for some reason, untouched areas such as the tips of our chests and between our legs began to tingle.

What initially felt slightly ticklish, as if wanting to gently scratch, soon turned into a tingling sensation as if my tongue had touched a live wire.

The tense muscles, startled by the sharp sensation, repeatedly tensed and relaxed. Each time, the sensation grew stronger, and soon, even heat began to be felt.

It was hot.

No, it was tender.

A restless, almost longing impulse.

Between the chest and the legs, there was an unbearable sensation of heat and tingling, as if it couldn’t be endured without being touched and soothed.

So, Freide and I intertwined our tongues, mixing saliva endlessly between our lips.

As the transmitted taste and permeating scent completely blended, it became impossible to distinguish whose was whose.

After intertwining our tongues for a while, Freide finally pulled her lips away from mine.

“Ah….”

The long string of saliva flowed down, clinging to our jaws, and the breath, full of heat, turned into steam and spread out.

“Ah….”

I, absentmindedly, without even thinking of closing my open mouth, raised my half-closed eyelids to look at the girl’s face perched on my knees.

Flushed cheeks. Dazed eyes with a strange vigor flowing through them. Long eyelashes. Black hair sticking to her cheek due to sweat.

Sweet heat continuously poured out through her slightly parted lips, and beneath her lips, it was soaked, even a faint gloss flowed.

Perhaps my face was in a similar state to hers. Shamefully.

“Hilde…,” Freide murmured my name in a feverish voice.

Her tongue lightly licking my lips, even though far from satisfaction, seemed like a reaction that was still far off.

…Well, what can you expect? It’s only natural.

Kissing is one of the representative foreplays.

An act of preheating before the main enjoyment, like an appetizer or soup served before tasting the main course in a course meal.

In other words, after kissing, it doesn’t end there….

“…Are you okay?”

It means the next stage is waiting.

“……”

I turned my eyes away and nodded instead of answering.

It was an unspoken affirmation.

At this point, it would be odd to refuse. Since it wasn’t the first time, I just had to accept it.

Honestly, it’s not particularly unpleasant.

No, it’s not that it’s unpleasant; rather, the feeling itself is, well, you know…

If I had to say whether it was good or bad, honestly…

…it was good.

That couldn’t be denied. The spectacle I presented at that time made it impossible to deny.

Anyway.

“Hmm…”

Frederica, who had received permission, once again embraced my head and extended her tongue to lick my chin and cheek.

Like a dog welcoming its owner. Like a cat leaving its mark, claiming “this is mine.”

Sss…

Frederica’s moist tongue left a trail of heat on my cheek as it slowly descended to touch my neck.

Unconsciously, my head tilted slightly upward, as if offering her my pure white neck.

“Ugh…!”

My entire neck felt hot as if it had been seared by fire.

‘Why are you so good at this…!’

An undeniable pleasure, so vivid.

Frederica gently licked my neck with her tongue, lightly nibbled with her teeth, leaving a tingling sensation, and comforted me with her warm breath.

“I’ll undress you. Please raise your arms.”

Then, she slightly raised her head to face me, placing her hands over the fastening straps of my breastplate.

“Haah… your arms…? Mm, okay. I got it…”

Complying with her request, I obediently raised both arms, draping them over Frederica’s shoulders to make it easier for her to remove my breastplate.

Clack.

The sound of metal as the buckle holding the chest and back plates together came loose.

The padded armor underneath was slightly more inflated than usual, soaked in sweat, due to the excitement of the flesh wrapped within.

“Can I lay you down?”

Having removed the breastplate and set it aside, Frederica supported my back with one hand and pressed against my shoulder with the other, asking.

Relaxing my waist, I responded to her touch and lay back. Thanks to the thick cloak, my back didn’t ache at all.

I never imagined when I bought this cloak that it would be used for this purpose.

Thud, thud.

Frederica, who had laid me down, straddled me and began untying the knots of the padded armor.

From between the collarbone, gradually downward. Until reaching the knot at the very bottom. To once again embrace my own self contained within.

…How did we end up in such a relationship?

It can never be said to be right, but it’s a relationship too late to turn back from.

I entrusted myself to Freide’s touch, gazing blankly at the ruins’ ceiling, reminiscing about the past ten or so days.

The moment when the life of the “Adventurer Hilde” came to an end.

◆◆

Ten or so days ago.

Freide, who had chased off Emelia and Irina, supported my fallen back and thigh and ran with all his might. Not back to the city I had left, Vespien, but in a direction further away from the city.

It was like a kidnapper giving their all to escape.

A desperate escape drama. I couldn’t resist. My body, which had just begun to recover, didn’t have the strength for that.

No, I didn’t even attempt to resist in the first place.

At that time, I was in a mentally chaotic state beyond description. Like a teenage girl who had just found out she was adopted.

So instead of struggling and flailing my limbs, I quietly entrusted myself and haphazardly brought forth the questions that arose in my mind.

While Freide ran with all his might, he sincerely answered my questions.

◆◆

According to Freide’s explanation, even if I had driven away Irina and Emelia, returning to Vespien was essentially suicidal.

Right after I left the city, the knights of the temple were searching for “Adventurer Hilde,” causing chaos in the guild.

Probably because of Emelia’s actions.

During the short time when I met them and left a letter at the inn, she must have gone to the temple and exposed my identity to them.

The wanted criminal Brünhilde from the Laine Kingdom is hiding among the adventurers in this city.

“…So what happened? Never mind you, what about Amy and Kikel?”

“It’s a serious situation, so they were told to take refuge for now. At the Mausoleum.”

Once it became known to the church that I was Brünnhilde, it was difficult for Amy and Kikel, who had been living as a couple, to let it go without any incident.

In order to avoid being taken to the church for knowing their true identities but hiding them, Amy and Kikel fled straight to the Matop.

It was a wise decision. Even if they were pursued, within the Matop’s territory, the knights couldn’t forcibly interrogate or drag people away.

It was somewhat unexpected that the Matop accepted Kikel as well… Well, it seems Amy handled that part skillfully. Although I didn’t know what means she used.

Anyway, we spent the whole day fleeing like that.

From the middle, I also managed to break free from the princess’s embrace and could run much farther than I had thought.

We couldn’t be reassured by the fact that there would likely be several pursuers just as skilled as us.

“Um, can we rest here for a bit?”

As the moon set and the sun rose, and then when the moon was about to set again, we took shelter in an abandoned pioneer village house to soothe our tired bodies.

Of course, we couldn’t relax and rest comfortably as we did when we returned to the inn after completing the request. The situation didn’t allow for that kind of environment.

“Sigh…”

Above all, my mind was terribly complicated.

Questions and worries that couldn’t be resolved with short conversations we had while running filled my mind.

“Príde, can we talk?”

There were so many things to ask and discuss. It wouldn’t be enough to have a conversation that lasted all night.

“A talk…? Ah, um, yes, we should talk. I understand.”

Wiping the sweat off her face with her sleeve, Príde nodded her head and sat down beside me in her usual fidgety manner.

And so, a long and arduous conversation of questions and explanations began.

…It didn’t end as I intended.