Crack-!

    It was a shock as if a flash of thunder had occurred.

    Carl felt his cheeks go cold before he freed Alana.

    I lowered my head without even thinking about rubbing my cheek.

    “This, this isn’t it… This way……”

    Alana said with tears in her eyes.

    The trembling voice was a mixture of shock, embarrassment, sadness and bewilderment.

    “……”

    “I’m sorry, Carl. It was so sudden that I didn’t realize……”

    The sword was funny to itself.

    I was dancing with another girl and now you’re kissing me. It’s understandable to be angry.

    furthermore…

    “No, it’s me who’s sorry. Alana, I’m really sorry. I don’t know why I’m like this either.”

    The knife was uncontrollable.

    Once you kiss, once you cross the line, all restraint disappears.

    Without realizing it, he opened his mouth, put his tongue in, licked every part of Alana’s mouth, and breathed heavily.

    The hand that had been holding her slender wrist began to embrace Alana, who was struggling, and explore her lower back.

    Alana was the first to come to her senses in the dizzying moment of temptation.

    The moment Carl’s hot hand reached for her butt, the moment it seemed like there was no turning back, Alana reached out her palm and slapped Carl’s cheek.

    And Alana immediately regretted it.

    Swish-

    She reached out and touched Karl’s reddened cheek.

    “Oh, did it hurt?”

    “No… I’m sorry…”

    What was more heartbreaking was the sight of him apologizing and sulking, rather than the fact that he had hurt Carl.

    I was also afraid that this might completely ruin their relationship.

    Alana quickly unleashed her divine powers.

    A warm light aura bloomed from the tips of her white fingers.

    Woohoo-

    Carl could feel the coldness in his cheeks subsiding.

    The warm aura that the divine power gave was disconcerting.

    Now, Beatrice’s traces remained beneath Alana’s cheek where her divine power had touched.

    I thought of Beatrice, who had magically healed the light wound on my neck and licked it with her tongue.

    Facing Alana in that state, I felt a strange feeling, but at the same time, an indescribable sense of betrayal.

    And also……

    “Knife…? Is this a bloodstain?”

    Alana lifted her heel and examined the collar of Carl’s shirt.

    It was only then that Karl realized that Beatrice had only used healing magic and not cleaning magic.

    Fucking royalty.

    If you’re going to do it, do it right.

    My eyes met Alana’s, who had a worried expression on her face.

    “It’s nothing.”

    To tell the truth, I have to talk about Beatrice.

    But I don’t want to do that now.

    I don’t even want to talk about Alana and Beatrice.

    Is that why you didn’t kiss impulsively?

    “No, it’s not. How come—”

    As her doubts grew, Alana approached Carl, worried.

    I pressed my body against the knife I had pushed away a moment ago.

    But that, thud- something stabbing her abdomen, Alana froze because of the hot body heat transmitted through the knife’s pants.

    “……”

    Silence fell and awkwardness settled between them.

    Alana blushed even redder than Carl’s swollen cheeks, not knowing what to do.

    “Let’s talk later, Alana. Right now, I want to rest.”

    “……Ugh.”

    Carl took a deep breath, and Alana answered in a crawling voice.

    “I have to go back to the dorm first.”

    “Ah…, uh…, is that so?”

    I tried to hide my embarrassment by smiling and asking back.

    I couldn’t bring myself to say things like, “Me?”, “Do you want to go together?”, or “You look tired, I’ll give you a ride!”

    As an older woman—only a year or two older at most—Alana wanted to remain calm, but it wasn’t easy.

    ‘That’s ridiculous.’

    All I could think of was questions like, ‘How can that thing stick out like that?’

    The saint is not only gifted with divine powers, but is also not innocent.

    Even before becoming a saint, and even after, she knows everything that women in the world know. She is just as curious as other people.

    That’s why I know that the sword’s genitals that touched her stomach were different from the usual ones I’d seen in books.

    It was so huge that its overwhelming presence could be felt even beyond the clothes.

    And no matter how much I think about it, I think I got excited while kissing her…

    I began to regret that I might have cruelly trampled on the inevitable male instinct to want more from a kiss.

    It was our first kiss after we were both well into our twenties, and it was a kiss we had both been longing for. I should have been gentler with her as an older woman, but I felt the same regret and belated self-reproach.

    But she may not know yet.

    That it was not Alana herself who had caused the sword to become consumed by an excitement like an unquenchable thirst.

    The sword had become so uncontrollable long before he encountered Alana.

    And Carl Maynor will continue to be ambivalent about this strange experience.

    Ambivalent feelings of hatred and longing for the princess.

    *

    “Then, rest comfortably.”

    The manager ended the escort with a warm greeting.

    Instead of answering, I nodded and slammed the door to the guest room shut.

    Then I turned around and looked around the room.

    It was the most expensive hotel among the hotels in Montrea.

    The guest room, which was made with generous use of marble, was so neatly organized that not a single speck of dust was visible.

    “Haa……”

    But I didn’t feel much excitement.

    I just came here on a whim because I wanted to be alone.

    As long as I could be alone, even a shabby Allied hotel would be fine.

    Neither Julia nor Chloe were allowed to follow.

    Maybe I won’t be able to return to the system for a while. Maybe I won’t have enough time to look around here and there so that I don’t have any regrets.

    But it doesn’t matter.

    I just……

    just……

    I’m still trying to calm my pounding heart.

    “?”

    I was looking around the room with a complicated mind.

    On a small table in the center, I found a wine bottle glowing reddish brown. The crystal chandelier illuminated the bottle, which was surrounded by old labels.

    Next to the bottle of wine were a wine glass and a note card, probably placed there by the manager at Matthias’ request.

    This is what I was treated like when I mentioned Matthias’ name.

    They treat you with the utmost sincerity, as if you were a distinguished guest of the country.

    Although I was satisfied with the luxury I enjoyed thanks to my reputation as a capable subordinate, I was also worried that people might treat me as Matthias’s secret lover because of my appearance.

    I refuse to be treated like a noble lady in return for currying favor with that kind of old man.

    And now…

    Swish-

    I put my hand on the wine bottle and felt its cool surface with my fingertips, and I realized that my body temperature was very hot.

    Leaving behind the wine that had been prepared especially for me and kept at a special temperature, I started looking for the bathroom to wash away the fatigue and strange feeling that was enveloping my whole body.

    The bathroom was hidden behind a luxurious door on one wall of the guest room.

    As soon as I opened the door, a large bathroom appeared. The bathroom, reminiscent of pure white clouds, had gold patterns engraved here and there.

    A large bathtub was waiting for me, and if I just soak in it, my day will be over.

    It would be right to take such a complete rest.

    “……”

    I put my two thumbs between my waist and the skirt. The skirt flowed down and wrapped around my toes.

    I took off my top and walked over to the bathtub, and looked at myself in the large mirror on one side of the bathroom.

    The reflected image felt strangely unfamiliar today.

    It was like the first time I saw my body after being possessed.

    No, rather, it felt more unfamiliar than before.

    Charangi had jet-black hair, a slender and elegant neckline, and a beautiful face that made even me cringe when I saw it.

    twinkle.

    There was a sense of loss in the cold blue eyes that shone proudly.

    I looked at myself in the mirror for a long time.

    The corners of Beatrice’s mouth in the mirror and mine slightly went up.

    It is a loneliness that cannot be hidden even with an elegant smile.

    Inside this beautiful shell lies a deep darkness of sorrow and pain over losing my brother, and of resentment towards myself.

    And now, now, there’s one more thing.

    A distant longing for an unattainable and unattainable desire.

    knife….

    From now on, this darkness will continue to embrace you.

    Flash-!

    For a moment, madness flashed in his blue eyes.

    The blue eyes in the mirror instantly turned turquoise.

    “What happened to me…”

    I whispered to myself.

    Yeah, how did I…

    “Ah.”

    A small sigh escaped.

    I unconsciously held my stomach.

    The heavy feeling in my lower abdomen was so surprising and strange that I opened my eyes wide.

    I cautiously reached out and felt between her legs. I had taken off my skirt and thrown it away, leaving her in her panties.

    At that moment, my face in the mirror was filled with shock.

    “Uh… How…”

    His voice trembled.

    My face felt hot.

    He quickly withdrew his hand.

    “What the heck…!”

    Humans are afraid of the unknown.

    Whether it’s some outrageous fantasy or everyday life.

    As long as it is different from usual, as long as it is different from what we know, as long as it is contrary to what we are used to, that is enough.

    So I shook my head.

    I hope this isn’t reality…

    “Ah…”

    But the dampness I feel at my fingertips tells me that this is definitely reality.

    Her panties were wet.

    It was so soaking wet that it couldn’t even function as underwear.

    It had all gotten wet a long time ago, so I didn’t even notice.

    “Calm down… This is just… This is just…”

    just?

    Is this normal?

    Is this what happens to a woman’s body just by being with the man she likes?

    Of course, not just being together, but being held… being held as if crushed by his strong chest…

    As I thought about the knife, the subtle thrill I had felt back then came back to me.

    My heart was pounding, goosebumps ran down my soft skin, and my body froze with tension.

    My body was honest and could not lie.

    On the other hand, I wasn’t humble enough to accept the signals my body was sending me.

    “No… ”

    I muttered and tried to consciously catch my breath, but my legs started to tremble as a strange sensation of something hot rising from my lower abdomen.

    My gaze overlapped with my reflection in the mirror and I felt an irresistible attraction.

    The aftertaste of the brief moment I spent with the knife was secretly yet boldly stimulating me.

    I tried not to lose control, but the feeling of the knife wrapped around my waist was still vivid.

    The mirror reflected my honest body, still reflecting my aforementioned face and blurred eyes.

    The once noble, turquoise eyes began to lose their vitality as if they were melting.

    “Ha, haaa… ”

    I walked with a deep sigh.

    I left the bathroom with wobbly legs and found a comfortable place to rest.

    In the room I returned to, half naked, I was still enveloped in luxurious lighting.

    I could feel the temperature of the room through my exposed skin.

    My senses became so sensitive that I could even feel the room temperature as cold.

    Thanks to my sensitive senses, I realized in real time that my panties were getting wet again.

    It was even getting worse.

    “Stop… Stop… The knife isn’t even here, why… ”

    I resent my body for reacting against my will. I tightened my thighs without realizing it. At that moment, I felt as if electricity was running through my entire body.

    “Ugh…! What, what is this… ”

    It was confusing.

    It was confusing and strange.

    It was weird and scary.

    Are you dying?

    I found my bed, barely enduring the dizzying feeling of losing consciousness.

    If I were to die now, if I were to die like this, it would be better to at least go lying comfortably in bed.

    By the time the sighs and murmurs had turned to groans, we had reached the bed.

    Even though I was lying on the soft bed, I still didn’t feel relaxed. Instead, the intensity of my emotions surged over me like waves.

    I clutched the soft blanket with my fingers, recalling the image of the sword rippling in my mind.

    Although it wasn’t my intention, my mind was filled with images of him. The sound of my heart pounding rang in my ears.

    “Ugh… … ”

    A low groan tickled my throat. The strange sensation in my lower abdomen turned into a throbbing sensation that grew stronger and stronger.

    At that moment, my hands moved on their own.

    I spread my legs and felt my wet panties.

    “Ouch!”

    I gasped in surprise at my unbelievable behavior.

    And I was overwhelmed by an incredible feeling.

    It felt like my whole body would burn if I just lightly touched it.

    “Sa, sa… Silence.”

    Jiiing-

    I squeezed out the last of my ‘reason’ and used magic.

    Immediately, soundproofing magic spread around the bedroom where I was lying.

    It was a boring spell, considering that it was the last spell cast after squeezing out all the strength I had.

    Why on earth?

    Why on earth would you use such magic?

    At that moment, I didn’t even know why I was doing this—

    “Whaaang!”​

    A high-pitched voice that even felt unfamiliar to me filled the room.

    Buried in a warmth that seemed cut off from the world, the desire that blossomed from the longing for the sword finally erupted.

    My breathing became increasingly ragged, and sweat formed on my forehead.

    Towards an unfamiliar sensation again…

    Curious about the scary sensation, I unconsciously brought my hand slowly between my legs.

    I felt a sense of shame as I broke the taboo and put my fingers inside her damp panties.

    The soft flesh was covered in sticky liquid, making it slippery.

    How long has it been soaking wet…?

    “Huh…, hmph…”

    It might be this time.

    That was the moment when the last thread of reason I had left snapped.

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