A Moment to Breathe?
The sun was just beginning to rise. Borrowing the timekeeping units of my past life, it was probably around three or four in the morning.
A time when most children, not to mention adults with normal jobs, were still fast asleep.
Furthermore, for students—especially those at an academy similar to a university from my previous life—there was absolutely no reason to be awake at this hour.
Yet, having been reborn in this world under the name Rofel Teufel, I was surprisingly wide awake, staring blankly at the ceiling.
This wasn't because I was exceptionally diligent, nor did I have some bizarre habit like washing my face with carbonated water.
There was only one reason: I had simply fallen asleep far too early the night before.
And it wasn't by choice. It was semi-forced... actually, calling it completely forced would be more accurate.
Shifting my gaze slightly from where I lay, I saw the woman who was the sole cause of my current predicament.
Fair skin framed by crimson hair, and a slender yet elegantly curved figure.
Isabella Kshatri, one of the main heroines of the original game and my friend.
Yesterday, for reasons I still couldn't fathom, she had pounced on me. Bound by her magic, I was unilaterally exploited.
She had sucked and licked every inch of my body, including my nipples, and I had ejaculated inside her more times than I could count.
It was hard to believe this was the same Isabella who normally showed absolutely zero interest in physical intimacy or relationships between men and women.
She had displayed a terrifying level of lust, relentlessly devouring my body.
The only saving grace was that while she excelled in magic, her physical stamina was severely lacking.
After some time, as if she had completely exhausted her energy, she collapsed into my arms and fell asleep.
The terrifying part was that even as she was passing out from exhaustion, she tried to feel as much of my body as possible until the very end.
I had narrowly avoided spending the entire night with my member still buried inside her.
I was deeply, profoundly grateful that Isabella's stamina couldn't keep up with her libido.
Only after she collapsed did the tension finally leave my body, and I, too, drifted off to sleep.
Which brought me back to the present, waking up in the dead of night.
Currently, Isabella was fast asleep with a peaceful expression on her face, but I still couldn't move a single muscle.
The telekinetic magic binding my entire body had yet to unravel.
I wasn't stupid enough to wake her up and ask her to release the spell.
If I did, she would likely lose her mind again and ravage my body until classes started—or she might just skip them entirely to keep going.
No matter how she reacted, I preferred not to wake her if I could help it.
Yet, escaping immediately was also impossible. It was a truly frustrating predicament.
"Ugh... Nnh...! Urgh...!"
I squirmed and wriggled, trying to move my body bit by bit.
The magic felt slightly looser than it did when she was awake.
"Haa...! Hah...! Ngh...!"
Oh...! It was working better than I expected.
To describe the sensation, it felt like the ropes binding me were slowly unraveling.
Thank goodness. If I kept this up, I could slowly undo the restraint and slip away while she was still asleep.
As for why Isabella did this to me, and what feelings she harbored... we could talk about that slowly once she cooled her head.
"...Pa..."
...Huh? A cute, sleepy voice murmured right next to my ear.
My body instantly froze. I carefully turned my head.
...Her eyes were tightly shut. She seemed to be fast asleep.
Was she talking in her sleep?
If so, thank goodness—
"...Papa...♥"
Gulp♥
!!!
Isabella suddenly opened her mouth wide and began to suck hard on my nipple.
"Wait... Ngh... What in the...?"
Suck... slurp... chu... chupp...♥
She was definitely still asleep.
Yet, she began to suckle my chest with the same practiced ease as when she was awake.
Using her tongue to toy with my most sensitive spot, she was so relentless that I began to doubt if she was actually asleep.
As I've mentioned time and again, my nipples were insanely sensitive for some reason, leaving me utterly flustered.
"Ngh... Stop...!"
Slurp, chupp♥ Suck, suck♥
I couldn't let this go on...!
Even though there was a high risk of waking her, I struggled desperately to break the binding magic.
I judged that letting her keep sucking on me was far more dangerous, both mentally and physically.
"Lick, lick, mmm... Papa...♥"
"Ngh... Ah...!"
I squirmed, untangling the magical knots that bound me like ropes.
Although my skills were mediocre, I was still a mage, so I understood the basic principles of the spell she had cast on me.
Once I physically distorted the structure of the magic slightly, I would be able to dispel it even with my level of ability.
"Papa... I love... I love you... Papa...♥"
"Haa... Haa... Ah...! Nnh..."
I struggled, fighting back against the waves of pleasure washing over me.
Fortunately, even though I was moving rather roughly, Isabella remained fast asleep.
Of course, her peculiar sleep-talking showed no signs of stopping.
"Al... Alright. The binding is mostly undone...! If I just cast a bit of my dispel magic here...!"
Slip—
I did it!
Feeling a strange sense of relief, I quickly sat up from the bed, my stiff body aching.
My entire body throbbed, a combined result of the binding magic and the forced acts Seraphina and Isabella had subjected me to yesterday.
"Papa...? Papa..."
Uh-oh! With her mouth now empty, Isabella began to smack her lips in the air, searching for something.
If she woke up now, all my efforts would go down the drain.
What do I do... What do I do...!
"Gasp!? Mmm...? Mmm..."
I quickly stuffed her own thumb into her mouth.
Like a baby pacified by a teat, she looked relieved and drifted back to sleep.
Whew... It was a gamble, but I was glad I made the right call.
...Ah, perhaps I should explain her behavior.
Isabella had always suffered deep down from a sense of emptiness regarding family.
I didn't know much about her relationship with her adoptive father, Magic Tower Master Shangri Kshatri, as it was never detailed in the original game.
But I had a vague idea that she yearned for parental love—specifically, fatherly affection.
Unable to stand by and watch my friend suffer, I had once attempted a form of psychological therapy with her.
I don't know how I came up with it before regaining my memories of my past life, but it was similar to roleplaying, a type of therapy used in modern times.
I would play the role of her ideal father, and Isabella would act like a spoiled child to me... something like that.
Surprisingly, it was quite effective. We ended up doing this roleplay almost every time we met, and her depression improved significantly.
So, even though it looked a bit strange, I patiently swallowed my embarrassment and continued to help her.
...That was indeed the case, but...
I never imagined that the therapy would manifest in this way.
In any case, dealing with the present situation was the priority.
I quietly put on my clothes, making sure not to wake the sleeping Isabella.
I was about to leave the dormitory room immediately... but...
I couldn't help but feel a bit concerned about her current state.
For some reason, leaving like this felt too irresponsible.
So, I pulled a thick blanket over her sleeping form and cast a low-grade silence spell.
Then, I prepared a simple meal, cast a warming spell on it, and placed it on the table in front of the bed along with a note.
Let's talk again once you've cooled your head.
— Rofel
Considering what she had done to me yesterday, my actions might seem a bit strange, but I believed she must have had her own reasons.
She had been too worked up to reason with yesterday, but once she regained her composure, we would surely be able to talk.
Only then did I feel a bit relieved. I threw on my coat and stepped outside.
I planned to stay out until Isabella woke up and regained her senses.
Since it was still the dead of night, the outside was quite dark.
Moreover, it was still early spring, so the air was rather chilly.
I was glad I had worn my coat.
By the way, it had been a long time since I wandered around at this hour.
During my first three years at the academy, so many unsettling incidents occurred that few people wandered outside except during the day.
Still, when I was a freshman exploring the academy grounds, I used to walk around at dawn quite often.
To be precise, it was probably because I had a friend I could only meet at those hours.
I was thinking of Meiru, another friend of mine who never appeared in the original game.
A girl with short black hair, freckles, and uniquely colored green eyes.
Come to think of it, it was during a dawn just like this when I first met her.
Yes, right over there, by the plaza fountain. She had been sitting all alone.
Looking incredibly melancholy, with her head hung low...
Just like the... woman... I was looking at right now...?
Huh?
"Meiru?"
Just like the day we first met, I spotted a short-haired, black-haired woman crying in front of the fountain.