episode_0104

Thud.

A faint shock that travels up the back. Freid’s gaze, which had been filled with his face, turns towards the ceiling of the old abandoned house.

“Ah….”

I reflexively lowered my gaze, groaning outwardly.

Freid appeared again. With her knees spread and wrapped around my side, she stooped down to look at my face.

Golden eyes shining with desire. Black hair that came down like a veil, tickling my cheek.

The girl’s face, once cute and lovely, now flushed with anticipation and excitement, even exuded a strange charm.

“F-Freid…?”

I called out her name in confusion, writhing on the floor. No, I tried to writhe.

“Miss Brunhilde….”

“Just a moment, Freid, this…”

I couldn’t get up.

Perhaps it was due to the exhaustion from the day-long escape. No, that wasn’t it.

Freid, too, seemed exhausted from the long chase. It wasn’t a matter of physical strength but rather the pure difference in muscular strength that was pressing down on my body like shackles.

Come to think of it, Freid, being a greatsword warrior, was probably stronger than me despite her petite stature…?

When I manifest “Gangwan,” I can take the lead, but ordinarily, her strength was slightly superior. At least, that’s what I thought.

“I… can’t get up!”

…But experiencing it firsthand, it wasn’t just a slight advantage; it was to the point where I couldn’t even push her away without using “Gangwan.”

“Miss Brunhilde… Do you understand my feelings?”

Freid looked down at me and smiled slyly.

It wasn’t a girlish smile. It was far from that cute feeling… How should I put it? It was a smile akin to a grown woman teasing someone she fancies.

Well, it’s only natural. If her appearance is just a little deceiving and her true identity is Freid, then the story of her being twenty years old must be true as well.

“I like you. I like Miss Brunhilde. Whenever I see Miss Brunhilde, my heart races uncontrollably.”

Freid grabbed my wrist, pulled me close to her chest, and whispered in a drowsy tone.

“Ugh… Look. It’s been pounding like this. Since a long time ago. Always. Even now.

The slightly soft sensation hidden in the shoe enveloped my trembling fingertips gently.

“Do you feel it…?”

The intense pulsation of the pounding heart was vivid. It was such a strong beat that it seemed like it might burst.

“Love. Yes, it’s love.”

Frida, murmuring as if dreaming, confessing her feelings again by touching her own chest with my hand.

“I love you.”

Unable to refuse the weight contained in those words, I couldn’t even breathe properly.

“Just as you loved the old me. Just as you loved me… I also love you. I’m in love with you.”

“……”

I couldn’t have refused from the start.

◆◆

Crushed by the disaster I brought upon myself, there was a saying in the country where I lived.

…Back then, I didn’t know. That I would end up in such a state.

“So, now… it’s okay, right? It’s okay…?”

Frida looking at me with a face that says, “If we both like each other, isn’t it okay?” Lies twisted and tangled, and now there was no way to explain.

How can I possibly reveal it now?

The fact that the story I once blurted out, about liking my former comrade, Freid, was all a lie.

Honestly, when I heard those words, I had no idea how Frida would react.

The girl who had hidden herself in Herbor, found me, concealed her identity perfectly, and spent several months with me as my party member.

Now that I think about it again, her affection for me – for Brunhilde – was almost at the level of obsession.

To confess to such a Frida that the intense love story from before was all a lie to cover up the situation?

No matter how much I thought about it, it didn’t seem like a good outcome would come out of it.

No, it might not just lead to a good outcome, but rather to the worst possible outcome. From her perspective, isn’t this deception beyond deception?

Not being able to accept the shocking truth and turning into something violent like the protagonist of a violent game wouldn’t be strange.

‘What should I do? What should I really say to explain this….’

For some reason – no, I don’t want to know the reason, but a scene from a nightmare in which I declared myself as a bastard passed through my mind for a moment.

With a ominous premonition that it might not be a nightmare but a prophecy.

“I have nothing to say, I mean…!”

I felt like a sigh was about to burst out.

It was just an excuse I blurted out thinking I would never meet Freid in my lifetime… but the situation has become extremely tangled.

The lie that I had boasted as a splendid and perfect excuse at the time turned out to be nothing more than a self-destructive misstatement.

The words I had uttered were only barely concealable for that one moment, but ultimately, it was as if I had given Freide a free pass to Brunnhilde.

Really, can things get tangled up like this?

Since it was a word I had spoken entirely of my own will, there was no one to blame… but still, it was unfair.

How could I have known?

The fact that the target of such excuses was none other than Freid himself, Fritz.

Would I have known?

If I did, I wouldn’t have brought up such nonsense. After all, I could have easily predicted that this would happen.

But no one can change the past. Regret, like a slow-witted police officer in a remote village, always came a step too late.

There was nothing to undo, and the repercussions of the words I thoughtlessly uttered were already coming back to weigh heavily on me.

– Squelch.

In a very physical way.

“Freide… Wait, just wait, listen to me. I mean, what I said then… I mean, it’s not that I don’t like you, but no matter how you look at it, doing it like this…”

I rambled on, sweating profusely. I couldn’t think of any way to avoid this situation in my head.

“I used to be weak before, so I lost it. That’s why you left. But now, I won’t be like that anymore. You don’t have to be like that anymore.”

Freide whispered, holding my cheeks with both hands.

The distance had become so close that our noses almost touched. His large golden eyes glistened with moisture, emitting an intense light like a predator’s for a moment.

“I won’t let go anymore. I won’t lose you. I won’t let anyone take you away. So please rest assured. I will protect Mr. Brendel. You don’t have to leave anymore. You can be honest. Both you and Mr. Brendel.”

What’s the point of being honest? To be honest, it’s the feeling of wanting to beg you to protect me…!

I trembled, my eyes rolling wildly. My heart raced, and my hands and feet trembled. A premonition that something irreversible had begun crept over me.

An inevitable, unstoppable flood-like force swept over me, sinking into the depths of the deep sea… Such a fearful and suffocating premonition.

“No, what… I understand what you’re saying! But still, this, the current situation…! Anyway, please try to calm down…!”

Even the final resistance, spoken with such desperate emotion, was like someone struggling in quicksand toward the surface—

“…No. Not anymore. I can’t… I can’t bear it any longer.”

It stopped abruptly.

Blocked by Freid’s lips, bowed down.

“Ugh…?!”

I shook in astonishment, my eyes wide open.

His lips against mine were hot like fire.

◆◆

Despite running across the frozen land all day, his lips remained incredibly soft, rather than roughening.

With half-closed eyes, Freid pressed his lips firmly against mine, exploring between urgency and shock.

And then.

Smooth flesh slipped through the gap of desperation and shock.

“Uh, uhh…!”

I tried to instinctively close my mouth, suppressing the urge to shiver. It was hot. It felt scorching, as if it could burn me.

Freid’s tongue slipped into my mouth, and he gripped my waist with his knee, holding onto my arm and head tightly.

Like a spider catching its prey. Thoroughly, so I couldn’t escape or resist.

Then, our tongues intertwined and mingled, pushing each other’s saliva into me.

Overwhelmingly thick, dizzyingly sweet fragrance. Her hot fluids flowed down my throat, filling me with her scent.

“Uh, huff…!”

I twitched my back and legs convulsively.

My usual strength seemed to have vanished, struggling so weakly that I couldn’t even break a single wooden floorboard.

“My tongue, uh, wait. Ah, stop…! Itchy, hot, no strength in my body…!”

There was no strength in my body. Every time I tried to move, Freide’s tongue licked mine, sending a surge of sensation like lightning and fire.

Brunhilde’s body was incredibly sensitive beyond my imagination.

No, perhaps it wasn’t just Brunhilde’s sensitivity… Maybe I was just unusually sensitive to such sensations.

It was impossible for me to distinguish between past and present experiences.

There was only one thing I could do.

Helplessly, like an electrocuted animal, I convulsed without any power, under the breath and touch of Freide.

◆◆

Chew, chew.

A sticky sound resonates in my ears. Five minutes after we kissed and mixed our tongues, swallowing saliva.

At the end of what felt like an eternity, I found myself reflexively embracing Freide’s head.

I swear it wasn’t my intention.

Should I say my body moved instinctively?

Mixing our tongues while embracing Freide’s head, that is…

Yes, as my consciousness became hazy from lack of air, my arms reflexively embraced her due to excessive stimulation.

But for Freide, it seemed to be tacit approval.

“Ah…”

With her tongue still entwined, Freide, with ecstatic eyes, looked down at me, slipping her hand inside my clothes.

Unbeknownst to me, the protective armor had long been shed.

That night, I lost my first time.

I’m not sure if such a term can be used in a relationship between women.