Please Just Get It Over With
Please Just Get It Over With
Having no clothes to change into, I wore the short-sleeved shirt and shorts the Hero gave me and looked at my body, feeling strange because they clung to me subtly.
"...Do you wear clothes like this?"
"No? These are clothes for girls to wear, and in the original game, changing girls' clothes is the protagonist's role, isn't it?"
"Ah, I see..."
At Kylon's voice, which spoke as if it were obvious, I could only nod weakly and reply that I understood.
Now, this moment was reality for me, and even if it felt real, this place was still within the game.
In an Adult Game, it was right for the protagonist to choose the location, the attire, and the play.
But seeing someone carrying those clothes around from this perspective, I couldn't help but feel truly awkward.
He's like a pervert.
Thinking that, I held onto the clothes, unable to easily adapt to the feeling of them clinging to my body, and sat on the bed, letting out a deep sigh.
Then Kylon also took off his armor, put on ordinary village clothes, and sat down a little distance away from me.
"...But why are you suddenly saying we're sharing a room? Did you change your mind?"
"No, because when we were apart, my body suddenly felt itchy."
It had been itchy. But was it just my imagination that it became fine again when Kylon came back?
Or was there really something to it?
If it were something physical, it would be a relief, but if it was because I couldn't resolve my psychological anxiety, I felt vague about how I was supposed to live.
As I groaned, scratching my soft arm with my fingernails, what I saw there was skin scraped by my nails.
If even a small scar appeared, and the moment I thought it hurt even a little, my body would immediately heal itself, and I let out a hollow laugh at this form.
Kylon, perhaps curious about the meaning of my words, furrowed his Glabellum and subtly approached me.
"Itchy? Where?"
"I think I got a Trauma when I died at the King's hands the first time."
"...I don't think there's been any description like that until now. As far as I know, she was a devout believer."
"......."
If this description doesn't even appear in the game, is this my problem?
Just listening to Kylon's words made my Glabellum furrow on its own.
At this rate, I felt like I would just suffer endlessly without any gain.
But as if he didn't know how I felt, Kylon boldly shifted his butt closer to me, then placed his left hand on my butt.
"Honestly, aren't you just trying to pull something like this?"
"...Ugh. No, I'm not. Take your hand off."
I, with a crumpled expression, pushed away his hand that was fondling my butt, along with his sly voice.
I wondered how it came to this, and furthermore, I also wondered why I wasn't the Hero.
Honestly, there's clearly a difference between someone who was dragged in while playing the game and someone who was dragged in without ever having played it, but I also thought that maybe the protagonist role should be given to someone who has never played it before.
To be honest, I was reluctant because I was the one being subjected to it, but if I had woken up in the Hero's body right away, I might have acted just like Kylon.
I, having removed Kylon's hand, abruptly got up and went to the other side of the bed.
No matter how much I moved, it was still the same bed, but since I had no intention of sleeping crushed by Kylon's body, I deliberately came to the opposite end where he was sitting and took my place.
Thump, I felt the softness of the large bed, then took off my shoes, climbed on, and lay down on the bed.
After lying down, when I slightly raised my head, I thought my chest was too exposed, so I finally pulled the blanket up to my chest before I could breathe a sigh of relief.
"...You're really something. Honestly, aren't you curious?"
And from Kylon, who was watching me, a sound mixed with admiration and a sigh burst out.
At those words, I glared at him.
Despite my gaze, Kylon shrugged his shoulders, climbed onto the bed, and subtly sat down.
"Honestly, aren't you curious? I've lived as a woman until now, and you've lived as a man, but suddenly I open my eyes and I'm in a game. And what's funny is that I'm in a man's body, and you're in a woman's body. So aren't you curious about how a man feels, and how a woman feels?"
He seemed to be trying to preach to me about the joys of being a woman or something, but that kind of thing didn't work on me.
More than that, I wasn't the type of person who wanted to know such things, so I snorted, "Hmph," and closed my eyes tightly.
"Not at all."
I could say it flatly.
I just wanted to sleep. So I repeatedly took deep breaths in and out.
After repeating that a few times, I could feel my breathing gradually stabilizing.
But at Kylon's voice, which interrupted it, I furrowed my Glabellum.
"You're a weirdo."
"You're the bigger weirdo, aren't you? Saying you'd be fine with a man's body if you can fuck another woman. I've truly never seen anyone like you."
And at his voice, treating me as a strange person, I finally glared at him once as if losing my temper, then opened and closed my mouth.
"Alright, alright. Just know that as long as you're here, you'll be a target for capture someday, too, okay?"
"You crazy bastard..."
Yeah, it's my fault for possessing your favorite character.
Thinking that, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
Morning dawned, and thanks to sleeping early, I woke up early.
Of course, more than waking up because it was morning, waking up because I was hungry was stronger.
After suddenly experiencing possession, I had gone through so much without even having time to feel hungry.
I tried to rouse my tired mind and gather myself, but my body wouldn't move.
"What?" Just as I thought that, Kylon's breath touched my head, and at the same time, I realized his thick arm was wrapped around my body.
It didn't seem like I had been attacked while sleeping, but more than that, I had no idea why he was still holding my butt even while sleeping.
What the hell is this?
At Kylon's actions, which annoyed me from the morning, I peeled off Kylon's still-sleeping hands one by one, then abruptly pushed his chest away.
"Hey! Wake up! What's with your wandering hands first thing in the morning? Ah, stop touching me!"
"Ah, Veronica, you're awake?"
"...You're touching someone's butt, so how can I not wake up? You wake up quickly too!"
After pushing and shouting, Kylon's eyes were groggily opening, but regardless of that, I pushed him and got up.
As I furrowed my Glabellum, thinking, "Can someone's hands be this bad?", he, in the midst of it all, let out a breath, "Huh."
"Girls usually fall head over heels for this, though."
"I'm sure they do."
His words weren't worth listening to, so I dismissed them indifferently and let out a deep sigh.
Then Kylon groaned, "Hmm," then quickly changed the subject and started talking about something else.
"Speaking of which, I need to meet Flora. Ah, what a pain."
"You said you'd get stronger by meeting her and Conditioning her."
"Well, yeah, that's true, but honestly, I wonder if I really have to defeat the Demon King... Who tries to clear an Adult Game? You just do some Conditioning, raise Favorability Scores, play around, watch some sex scenes, and then it clears, so that's why you do it. Honestly, they say you defeat monsters in games, but I don't want to do that in real life."
Look at him? We haven't even started the story yet, so why is he talking so weakly?
No, more than that, isn't he just declaring that he wants to have sex without a care in the world?
Is it okay as long as he's enjoying himself?
I don't want to live in a body like this!
I, provoked by Kylon's hesitant voice, furrowed my Glabellum and pointed at him with my finger.
"Still, you have to go back to where you lived. If you don't know how, then clearing the game is the answer."
He, who was sweating profusely at my overbearing demeanor, smiled bitterly and told me.
"Well... either way is fine for me."
"Then follow my words."
In truth, I couldn't really be in such a dominant position.
Naturally, Kylon was the protagonist of the story, and I was just one of the Heroines.
So, if he were to abandon me right now, it meant I might have to spend hellish days, unable to erase my anxiety.
Still, I wanted to leave this place, so I had no choice but to do this.
"...You really have an aggressive personality."
"And stop touching my butt. It's creepy."
"Hey, I'm listening to your words, so can't you do at least that much for me?"
"That's a bit much..."
Kylon then, as if he knew well what I was worried about, opened his mouth as if to counterattack me.
Originally, I should have pushed back strongly, but with the other person suddenly pushing forward, I unconsciously lost spirit and mumbled.
Then Kylon, like someone who had gained momentum, twitched his lips and continued speaking.
"Honestly, it's true that the Saintess's power is needed in the early to mid-game, and even in the late game, but I'm the type who doesn't really care about the Ending or anything else as long as I can hold women, you know?"
He's a crazy bastard.
He's truly a crazy bastard.
At this rate, far from reaching the Ending, which might be my only way out of this place, I'd end up following a Hero who just goes around fucking.
I felt cold sweat trickling down my back.
"Anyway, I'm the one who's played the game, I'm the one who knows the story well, and I'm the protagonist, so I think you can just do as I ask."
"I told you. I don't like being close to a man's body..."
"You can allow my hand on your butt, can't you? Or your chest."
"You crazy..."
"If you don't allow it, I won't go with you. My favorite character is being too tantalizing, it's hard."
My head felt throbbing.
He wouldn't have gone around doing this in the game, would he?
I, groaning, "Ugh," trembled my lips.
If there was no one to guarantee my safety, for me, who would fall into the agony of being consumed by anxiety and unable to control my body, would there really be any other choice?
If there were no such scripts or descriptions in the game, it probably meant the original Veronica had found a solution.
Once I found that solution, I would somehow be able to become independent from the Hero.
But since there was no solution right now, I thought that doing as Kylon wished might be the most practical option.
I don't want to go back into that iron door.
Thinking that, I furrowed my Glabellum.
"...Nothing more than that."
It was humiliating. Letting my body be played with by a man's hands was absurd to begin with.
But in the midst of that, that crazy lesbian subtly approached, pleased with my permission, took a position behind me, and then began to cup my breasts with both hands.
He, who had cupped my beautifully formed breasts with both hands, began to play with them as he pleased.
"Hey, hey...!"
"If you use the Saintess's way of speaking, I'll let go right away."
This guy is truly a crazy bastard.
At Kylon's absurd words, I let out a groan.
But I, who wanted to finish quickly, finally opened my mouth as he wished.
"...Please finish quickly and stop."
"Hehe."
At those words, Kylon, as if pleased, diligently fondled my breasts, then finally stopped after ejaculating in front of me.
My day hadn't even started yet, but I already felt exhausted.
A crazy bastard who uses the person right in front of him as masturbation material is the Hero? I wanted to hand him over to the Inquisition right away.