I'm Just Hungry
I'm Just Hungry
I greeted the morning without any particular incident.
After waking up, I took off my clothes and slowly wrapped the Garter Belt around my lower abdomen. Then, I fastened the Garter Belt straps to the stockings that reached from my toes to my thighs, and put on a dress over them.
The dress was tight-fitting from the bust to the hips, as if to emphasize my curves and backside, but fortunately, the skirt hem was a solid, untorn dress skirt.
It was different from pants, so I couldn't hide the feeling of emptiness, but once I confirmed that it wasn't easy to see inside, I could calm my mind a little.
Honestly, I couldn't understand how I had been wearing the Saintess's Robes from that Adult Game until yesterday afternoon, but considering the circumstances, there was no need to specifically understand it.
After tightly fastening the Dagger connected by a leather strap to my stocking-clad thigh, I put on the Veil over my head, and my preparations were complete.
As I let out a deep breath and slumped my shoulders, Agnes, who was beside me, looked at me intently after donning her neat light armor.
I couldn't guess what Agnes, who was looking at me, was going to say, so since our eyes had already met, I decided to greet her first.
"Did you sleep well?"
"Ah, yes. Did you sleep well too, Saintess-nim?"
It was Agnes, who had looked at me first, but she seemed surprised to receive a greeting, making an "oops" expression as she returned my greeting.
"Yes, I slept well."
I looked at Agnes, who seemed to have greeted a refreshing morning, then let out a hum, and after tidying my long hair and the long Veil that accompanied it to cover it, I also straightened my clothes.
Is it time for breakfast now? What on earth is Kylon planning to do in the Holy Kingdom?
My clothing problem was solved, but thinking that Kylon would do something else made me a little curious, and also worried that he might be doing something unnecessary.
As I pondered and pondered, Agnes peeked out and spoke to me again.
"Excuse me for asking this early in the morning, but... Saintess-nim, are you already aware of the relationship between Linda and the Hero-nim?"
.......
Hearing those words, I felt my mind go blank for a moment.
Well, I knew about it, but I was curious what kind of question she was trying to ask by bringing it up. More than that, I wondered why she was asking for confirmation when she seemed to already know.
Speechless, I stared at Agnes with wide eyes, then blinked a few times to regain my composure before mumbling.
"Yes. I know."
If Agnes knew about it here, then Flora would surely know about it roughly too. So, there was no way I wouldn't know, right?
From the start, whether at the inn or camping, they've been sleeping together since a certain point, so it would be strange not to have reasonable suspicions.
After answering honestly, I quietly watched her. Agnes let out a hum, then bit her lip tightly and bowed her head deeply.
"...Do men really like women with a lot of muscle?"
I think it would all be fine, but of course, what I'm saying is my preference; I couldn't really say I knew Kylon's preference.
I couldn't understand why she was asking me such a question in the first place.
Well, Flora isn't usually very talkative with other women, and Linda is already head-over-heels for Kylon, so it seemed like Agnes talked to me because I was the most likely to be able to communicate, but I didn't really know the answer either.
Just as I was about to answer, "I don't know," something Kylon had once said to me flashed through my mind.
He said Veronica was his favorite, didn't he? That's me.
I stared blankly at my body, thinking that I had recalled something I didn't need to, and then looked at my body again.
My body had almost no muscle and was delicate, so I thought Agnes, who was a bit far from Linda who was completely muscular, might be similar.
Recalling that Kylon had initially tried to target Flora if he could only get a Hypnosis Tool, I also wondered if he preferred less muscle mass.
Could Kylon have a preference for soft flesh?
Lost in such thoughts, I tried to console Agnes, who I thought might be a little disheartened.
"No, it's not. Muscle probably has nothing to do with it."
"Is that so?"
"Yes, don't be too discouraged."
I didn't know how I ended up giving Agnes relationship advice, but I couldn't really refuse either.
I also thought that if Agnes's Favorability Score increased this way, I could then fully concentrate on finding a Hypnosis Tool to capture Flora.
I felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction with the steadily progressing strategy.
Because the anticipation and fulfillment of simply getting closer to the Ending, even though I wasn't the one doing the capturing or having sex, was satisfying me.
"Thank you... really."
"Not at all. I believe anyone can be a good match for the Hero-nim."
"Oh, I see. Thanks to you, I feel stronger. I'll ask for your advice again later."
Agnes spoke in a gentle voice from beginning to end, but I could see her emotions changing moment by moment within it.
And by the end, she even left the room with a determined, fighting spirit expression.
The door burst open, and Agnes left.
Left alone, I quietly watched the closed door, then let out a deep sigh and looked around.
Sometimes it comes to mind. The dark room where I was left alone.
In my room, where the lights were never on all day, only the glow of the computer welcomed me.
But now, the computer didn't exist. And light was entering the room.
"......."
By now, it might have been a useless sentiment.
Because with such sentimental thoughts, I couldn't even get help to reach the Ending.
Yet, because that sentiment exists, I fill myself with the motivation to return home.
My room, quietly settled within a space stained black.
A room where there were no speakers, so I always wore headphones, trapped alone in my own world.
Simple meals, delivered through the gap in the bookshelf, bed, and door, filled me up.
I couldn't go out, but even so, my world was wide enough to live in, yet at this moment, I realized that this world was too vast for me to bear.
The moment my mind went blank, the door creaked open.
It was Kylon. I could tell that it wasn't noisy beyond the open door, perhaps because the other two had already gone to eat breakfast.
"Veronica, time to eat."
"......."
With the sudden feeling of loss, I just stood blankly, staring at him despite his urging.
I grabbed the hem of the clothes I had placed on the bed and handed them to Kylon, groaning, then carefully offered them and replied.
"It's fine. I don't have an appetite."
"Why does a skinny girl like you keep saying she has no appetite..."
"...It's fine."
Was it because I was lost in thoughts of my original world, or from the sense of loss that I wouldn't be able to taste the meal?
Suddenly feeling helpless and drained of strength, I politely refused his words and bit my parched lips tightly.
"Alright, if there's anything you want to eat on the way, just tell me. I'll buy it all for you."
Kylon seemed worried about me, staring for a long time before saying that and then giving me a wry smile.
I responded to Kylon with a dry laugh, then quietly watched the closed door after Kylon had left.
Standing and quietly looking at the door, I pushed aside my sudden gloomy mood and mumbled as I turned around.
The clicking sound of elegant shoe heels hitting the floor reached my ears, and after that, I reached the bed, took off my shoes, and sat down on it.
Appetite, it can be refilled.
But the method was the problem, so I couldn't eat anything anymore.
The thought that I needed Kylon's Semen to taste food made me let out a hollow laugh, wondering what kind of ridiculous setting this was.
That way, I couldn't eat at the same table as others, and at the same time, I had to overcome my self-loathing.
Just drinking Semen should naturally be repulsive, but eating it with a meal? That's absurd.
After doing it once, I didn't want to do it again.
But eating without it meant I only felt the texture without any proper taste, so I just endured the automatic furrowing of my Glabellum and ate.
It wasn't a very pleasant sensation.
So, in the end, yesterday too, after one bite and a moment of emotion, I fell into self-loathing and stopped eating, and today I refused breakfast again.
Kylon's kind words, offering to buy me anything if I was hungry, resonated in my heart, but I was sorry to say that I probably wouldn't be asking for that favor.
Because I knew all too well what I would have to do to eat it... I couldn't help but be more reluctant.
So, I'm just hungry.
I won't die.