"But that's exactly why my rod can't stand! I… what am I supposed to do!!"
"R-Rigel-san…"
Even while hesitating, Char quietly stretched both hands toward his back and gently touched it as if laying them along it. From the fingertips that touched him, his heartbeat came through. Every time his rough, disordered breath fell on her shoulder, she could feel his confusion as if taking it in her hands.
Inside that warmth Char suddenly thought. How should she understand his conflict and walk together with him. That feeling put a quiet light in her eyes.
"I have one good idea."
"R-really!?"
A wish seeped into the hoarse voice that seemed ready to catch in his throat. A clinging gaze caught Char's eyes. She nodded quietly, yet firmly.
"Yes. First, please leave my body once. And then…"
There she stopped her words for an instant. Her gaze swayed, then as if putting resolve into it she brought her face close to Rigel's ear. Each of those motions told of her caution and a seriousness that was almost dear.
At a distance close enough for her breath to touch him, Char whispered softly.
"…That's the plan!"
"I see! I never thought of that!!"
Bounce returned to his voice. The instant Rigel grinned, the heavy, stagnant air seemed to clear all at once. Char smiled along with him.
A few minutes after Rigel and Char's strategy meeting—
"Good morning, Char."
"…Rigel… san…?"
"Man, you were cute. Believing my words that unguardedly. Aren't you short on wariness? …Hey, Char. How much did you think you knew about me?"
"…Why… why something like this…!"
"'Kindness' can be a weapon too. That time you called dreamlike… for me, that was groundwork. For my amusement. …Char, I'm going to violate you now. You're going to become my woman. No, my sex slave."
"I hate that!"
"You don't have the right to refuse! Oraa! I'm putting it in all at once!!"
Rigel thrust into Char's vagina in one motion.
"Hyuu! A-aaaaah!!"
At the sudden stimulation a cry of pleasure rose from Char's mouth. Rigel started pistoning just like that.
"How's that!? This is my true nature!! Cry! Scream! Despair!!"
"N-nooooo! I believed you, this is too cruel!!"
Char screamed and cried while pinned under Rigel. At that reaction his excitement rose further.
"Kuku… Nice! This is the best!!"
"I hate it!! I don't want to be violated by such a vile man!!"
"Fufufu…"
"Higyaaaaah! Higiii!! It hurts, it huuurts!!!"
"Ku, kukuku…"
"I don't want this anymore!! Just kill me!! Kill meee!!!"
"…Um, wait a second…"
"I don't want to get pregnant with this man's child! No! Nooooooooo!!!"
Char, eyes bloodshot, simply kept screaming. Convulsions that seemed to pierce her whole body drove her limbs, her fingertips clenched hard, nails digging into her palms. Foaming saliva overflowed from the corner of her lips, and hoarse gasps mixed in the back of her throat.
"H-hey? You okay? We're taking a break once!"
Rigel stopped moving and called to Char while out of breath. Confusion and impatience floated in his eyes, and he even felt a shudder at her abnormal reaction. But the next instant—
"Eh? I have no problem at all… Rather, you can go even harder if you want?"
As if the anguish until now had been an illusion, Char tilted her head and showed a bright smile. At that change Rigel lost his words. With his lips faintly open, he only stared at that face in a daze.
"I-is that so…?"
The voice trembled. A feeling that it was hard to believe seeped through, but more than that, the pure innocence floating in her eyes had a power that made him believe something whether he wanted to or not. He simply could not think she was lying.
"No, but. It also feels a bit overacted."
At Rigel's voice as he furrowed his brow, Char tilted her head innocently.
"Overacted… is it?"
"Yeah. My cock size is about average, and I did proper foreplay. It shouldn't hurt that much."
"That's true, but if I feel it, it won't become the rape you prefer, Rigel-san…"
"No, rape where unexpected pleasure confuses you is what I like. That itself is the style of violation. I think of it as the rape path I should master."
"I-I see… That's deep…"
"And 'just kill me' is also going too far. I've raped plenty of enemy soldiers and enemy civilians too, but in the end more of them accepted it with 'this is still better than dying.'"
"I-is that so? …No, I see. In the end life is precious. That way of thinking is more natural…"
Char floated a surprised look, then immediately accepted it. Rigel nodded.
"Yeah. So let's do it once more with that in mind. Take three!"
"Y-yes!"
Char lay down on the bed hesitantly. In that gesture a faint tension and expectation seeped through.
From outside the window a faint wind flowed into the room. Pale moonlight filtered through the curtain and dropped swaying shadows on the floor. The curtain rustled in the wind and made a quiet sound.
And so Rigel and Char's hard-to-understand night grew later…
Chirp chirp.
Birdsong could be heard from somewhere, and Char's consciousness slowly began to wake.
Morning light gently stroked the backs of her eyelids, and the distant birds' voices blurred the border between dream and reality.
"U, uun… Fuaaah."
Together with a voice wrapped in drowsiness, her thin arms stretched on the bed.
Like a kitten basking in soft sunlight, the motion was endlessly slow and unguarded.
She still looked sleepy.
That was only natural.
Last night she had kept serving as Rigel's "sex slave" until late and fallen asleep just like that…
"Fuaaah…"
While yawning a second time, Char rocked her just-woken body.
The feel of the rumpled sheets clung softly to her skin.
"Ah, that's right. Rigel-san…"
As if remembering, she turned her eyes to the side.
But his figure was not there.
The warmth and the presence had already vanished.
"…Is he not here?"
Together with the mutter, a quiet unease spread deep in her chest.
Enough that reality felt doubtful for just an instant.
".... Could it have been a dream or something…?"
Yesterday's memories resurfaced in her mind.
A wonderful dinner, sudden restraint, and the secret he revealed.
Thinking back, everything had gone too much according to her ideal.
A night so perfect it was as if it followed a stage script.
In truth Rigel and Rave were not the same person, and she would keep being humiliated by the wicked noble Rave from now on—
"…!"
As if cutting off the runaway of her thoughts, Char bit her lip tight.
The dull pain running on the inside of her lip was a ritual to confirm reality.
The unease still would not stop.
But that was surely just her imagination.
The "proof of love" she received from Rigel was certainly inside her.
Besides, this room she was in now was luxurious and well arranged no matter where she looked.
A canopy bed, furniture with beautiful glossy wood grain.
The possibility it was a room in a noble mansion was high.
Then, thinking normally, yesterday's events should not have been a dream.
At the moment Char was turning that over in her head, the room door suddenly opened.
With footsteps that did not lose their elegance, Rigel came in.
In his hands he held a tray with breakfast on it.
"Yo."
"Ah…"
Char's eyes opened wide.
The instant she saw his figure, the feeling that surged up from deep in her chest shot through her whole body all at once.
"What's wrong? Making a face that surprised."
"Rigel-san…! Rigel-san!!"
Her voice trembled and overflowed.
Her body moved before thought.
She sprang up from the bed and ran with a bursting impulse.
Then, without any hesitation, she leapt into that chest.
Both arms wrapped around him naturally and hugged his body strongly, firmly.
"Whoa!"
At the sudden impact Rigel showed a look of surprise for an instant, then received her in that posture. The fact that not a single dish on the tray collapsed told of his outstanding reaction speed.
The instant Char's cheek touched his chest, body heat came through slowly.
That warmth was certain, unmistakably "reality."
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