A Proper Morning
A Proper Morning
The wetness between my legs, which had been sticky until just now, instantly felt fresh. But the stickiness I had felt before that fresh feeling remained in my memory and as a sensation, making me uncomfortable, and there was no way to stop it.
Frowning and groaning at the indescribable discomfort, Kylon then handed me the clothes he had already taken out beside him.
Seeing the fluttering clothes, I thought they would be comfortable. I mumbled, unable to find anything more to say, swallowed a groan, and carefully accepted the clothes.
I picked up the clothes one by one, looked at them quietly, then stared at Kylon.
I had to change, but where should I change? That was another problem.
Going into that tent where everyone was surely getting ready to sleep and changing there also seemed problematic, so there was only one answer.
"...I'm going to change here, so turn around."
"You've already seen everything there is to see, so why bother..."
"......"
Kylon seemed to want to see my naked body until the very end and showed no sign of backing down.
In the end, I sighed and slumped my shoulders, thinking it would be better for me to give up, and put the clothes back down.
I unfastened the Garter Belt connected to the stockings and carefully took off the stockings.
Then I unfastened the Garter Belt as well, and threw off the Saintess's Robes, which were like a dress with side slits, that had been covering me.
Revealing my half-naked body, with only my underwear on, I turned away from Kylon, who had his gaze fixed on me with interest, and picked up the clothes I had thrown down, putting them on one by one.
They were simple short-sleeved clothes and shorts, but the size felt quite large, as if they weren't meant for me.
Fortunately, the shorts had a drawstring to secure them, so I could pull it tight and tie it to keep the shorts from falling down.
But the top didn't have anything like that, so the large clothes, which didn't fit my body type, were trying to expose my neckline without filter.
Still, they were more comfortable than the Saintess's Robes that tried to reveal every line of my body, and the loose fit allowed for good ventilation, giving me a strong sense of comfort.
After putting on the clothes and moving my body around, I pondered where to put the Saintess's Robes, then stared intently at Kylon.
...Isn't this like entrusting a fish to a cat?
An uneasy thought struck me, but I had no idea where to put the Garter Belt, stockings, and such, so I groaned and looked at Kylon.
"...I've put them on well, could you put these in your Inventory?"
There was no other choice.
No matter how spacious that tent was, with four women squeezed in to sleep, there was no way there would be a place to neatly lay out and store clothes.
It seemed better to rely on Kylon's Inventory ability, which kept things in optimal condition.
Thinking, 'Surely he wouldn't masturbate with that?', I entrusted them to him. He said he understood, quickly picked them up, sniffed them with a 'sniff,' and then put them into his Inventory.
Although it was a fleeting scene, I felt a little creeped out and could only nod and leave for now.
"Anyway, alright... I'm going."
"Sleep well."
"Do you think I can sleep well?"
"I hope you sleep well."
Sigh, what more could I say?
Even if I got angry, he's the kind of guy who would just act nonchalant.
At his perpetually carefree demeanor, I sighed, pulled open the tent's zipper upwards, and carefully entered the adjacent tent, dragging my tired body.
Then, the gazes that instantly converged on me felt burdensome.
Linda's first impression upon seeing me sounded like a sharp interrogation.
"...Saintess-nim, you've changed your clothes."
"Ah, yes, well... I received a favor from Hero-nim for a moment."
I nodded once and replied to her words, but that alone didn't seem to satisfy her, as she continued to look at me uncomfortably.
Flora's eyes narrowed like a cat's, and Agnes, who had just begun to develop a Favorability Score for Kylon, also looked at me with a puzzled expression and suspicious eyes, making my stomach churn.
I didn't want to get involved in this kind of situation; it was truly awkward beyond measure.
Receiving such terrifying gazes that made my stomach churn, I carefully looked at Linda.
Then, before getting into my sleeping bag, I mumbled.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into my mind, so I decided to use it.
"Speaking of which, Sister-nim?"
"Yes?"
"Hero-nim said he wanted to see you for a moment, Sister-nim..."
"Oh, is that so? Understood."
At my words, she dropped her suspicious expression, immediately got up, slipped out of her sleeping bag, tidied herself, packed her sleeping bag, and left the tent.
In the suddenly expanded space of the tent, I even felt a little comfortable.
For Linda, who had discovered the taste of sex these past few days, I thought perhaps I could erase her worry that she might have been rejected, even if it was just a tent, and the worry that it might have been because of me.
And most importantly, I had eliminated the time he could spend masturbating with my stockings, so it was a win-win situation. No, three birds with one stone!
It was good that the tent space had expanded, it was good that Linda's interrogation was gone, and it was good that he couldn't masturbate with my stockings.
With Linda gone, Flora's sharp gaze and Agnes's meaningful stare also diminished, allowing me to lie down comfortably and try to sleep.
As I smacked my lips before sleeping, I realized that a sweet scent lingered in my mouth, which hadn't properly tasted anything since coming to this world.
What is this taste?
But unable to find its source, I simply closed my eyes, smacked my lips a few more times, and fell asleep.
*
I heard the birds chirping, signaling dawn, but I didn't bother to get up from inside.
Since I was wearing a short-sleeved top and shorts instead of the Saintess's Robes, my body was comfortable just staying in the sleeping bag, and most importantly, I couldn't find a reason to go out.
Normally, early mornings were the time I would make to meet Kylon without the other Heroines noticing.
Saying 'meet' might sound a bit strange, but since he was the only companion who came from the same world as me and also knew this place was originally a game, that was the only time we could talk about things that only concerned the two of us.
Moreover, if we spent too much time alone while others were awake, we could be interrogated or suspected by Linda, or even Agnes, who had just started to develop a Favorability Score, so I wanted to avoid that.
The moment I got involved in something like a Main Wife Fight, I felt like I really wouldn't be able to handle it.
They say women fighting is so scary, and I had no confidence I could endure it.
Anyway, since Kylon was probably sleeping with Linda right now, the fact that I couldn't go find him felt comfortable, so I yawned once and wiggled my body.
The sensation of him touching between my legs for lewd purposes for the first time came to mind, and the time I was covered in semen came back to me.
I shivered, feeling disgusted, but the memory wouldn't easily fade.
As I lay there, staring blankly at the top of the tent with my eyes open, Agnes's voice carefully reached me from beside me.
"Saintess-nim?"
"...Yes?"
It was a voice I hadn't expected to be awake, let alone call out to me, so I was startled and replied to her in a dazed voice.
When I turned my head, I saw Agnes slowly pulling herself out of her sleeping bag.
Even though she had just woken up, her beautiful golden hair, catching the light, shimmered before my eyes.
She seemed to have called me after seeing I was awake, and wondering what she wanted to say, I also carefully got out of my sleeping bag and sat up.
Her blue eyes turned towards me, and then Agnes's voice addressed me.
"Hero-nim... may I ask what your relationship with Kylon is?"
She seemed to be speaking softly so as not to wake Flora, who was still asleep, but apart from her quiet voice, the words it contained were quite heavy, making me, the one who had to answer, feel complicated.
It was perplexing why she would suddenly ask that, but remembering yesterday's events, I realized I was the cause of it and let out a groan.
Then, so she wouldn't suspect anything, I immediately opened my mouth and answered her words.
"Sister-nim, Hero-nim is closer to Goddess-nim than anyone else. When I am by his side, I feel my power grow a little stronger."
"Oh, is that so...? I apologize for asking such a blunt question."
As I said that, partly to explain why I had been with Hero-nim for quite a while yesterday, Agnes made a face as if she had been unnecessarily suspicious, then gave a bitter smile and lightly bowed her head.
At her expression, I could only say,
"It's alright. Goddess-nim is a benevolent being."
Borrowing the name of God, I had to give a forgiveness I hadn't even offered.
Well, it wasn't even a matter of forgiveness, but wasn't it a bit unfair nonetheless?
I wasn't even seducing him, but getting caught up in Kylon's whims and ending up in a Main Wife Fight.
As if I didn't have enough to worry about already, getting involved in this kind of thing was out of the question, so only after clearly conveying that I had no relationship with him could I finally face a proper morning.
And I could also face Kylon's face, which was quite a sight.
"...Veronica, why did you send Linda to my tent without asking?"
Kylon told me that while others were distracted preparing breakfast, but I merely reacted indifferently.
What's wrong with Linda?
It would have been the perfect moment to raise her Favorability Score.