I know it's impossible, but...
I know it's impossible, but...
Two days had passed since I brought the injured Bersia to the castle.
During that time, Bersia had not once left her room.
Even when I went to check on her, hoping to see her in pain, and knocked on her door, it didn't open.
'...Is she running away because she suddenly doesn't want to die?'
Such a thought crossed my mind, but it didn't seem like Bersia would run away.
If she didn't want to die, she could have just imprisoned me somewhere, and that would have been the end of it.
But Bersia didn't do that.
Instead, she allowed me to move freely within the castle.
And most importantly.
- You must... kill me.
Bersia... seemed desperate about her own death.
As if there was a reason she absolutely had to die by my hand.
'...Is there something I don't know?'
My mind was in turmoil.
Bersia's intentions, which I couldn't possibly fathom.
The Order, which would have killed us if I had succeeded in killing Bersia.
My thoughts became quite numerous due to things I hadn't experienced even through tens of thousands of Regressions.
"Hmm..."
However, no matter how much I racked my brain, I couldn't read any of Bersia's thoughts.
Why she was keeping me alive in this Regression.
Why she hated The Order so much.
Why she was so determined to die by my hand.
I couldn't understand anything.
"Hoo..."
As I kept sighing deeply, unable to find any answers.
Screech—
Bersia opened my room door and entered.
There were still large and small wounds all over her body.
"...You look a mess, Bersia."
"Well, I was attacked with Divine Power, after all."
"You seemed to be in quite a bit of pain. Seeing as you didn't meet me for two days."
Bersia, who was sitting opposite me, let out a small laugh.
"Were you worried about me?"
"...I was worried, yes. Worried about what if I couldn't kill you with my own hands."
"Pfft... I told you that you don't need to worry about such things."
Bersia, still smiling, rose from her seat and bowed her head towards me.
Then, just like last time, she pulled my hand and placed it on her chest, saying.
"Didn't I promise you that my heart is entirely yours?"
Her endlessly gentle voice instantly put me in a bad mood, and I frowned.
"...It's quite unpleasant to hear, so drop the gentle act."
"Hehe, you're quite discriminatory. You seemed to like it quite a bit when your lover did it."
Smack!
Unable to suppress the surging anger, I slapped Bersia's cheek hard.
"I warned you not to mention my lover with that filthy mouth."
"......"
Bersia, whose cheek was slightly red and swollen, stared at me silently for a moment.
Then.
She burst into laughter.
"Ahahaha... Ahahahaha...!!"
"...Why are you laughing?"
"Isn't it funny? To see you get so angry, when you can't even properly remember the name of your beloved lover."
"You bitch—!!"
Unable to suppress the anger rising from the depths of my heart, I tried to slap her again.
However, Bersia grabbed my wrist, so my hand remained suspended in the air, unable to reach her cheek.
"Ugh...!!"
"Seeing you like this, a rather amusing idea came to mind."
Bersia, with a sneer, gently stroked my cheek with her hand.
"I wonder how you would react if we were to couple like lovers."
"What the fuck are you talking about, you goddamn bitch...!!"
"Didn't you once try to kill me and fail?"
The sneer on Bersia's lips deepened.
That's right.
Last time, I had failed to kill Bersia.
But I hadn't yet paid the price.
"Since you failed, you must pay the price."
"You damn bitch...!"
"Don't worry. This time, I'll be gentle with you."
Bersia gently stroked my cheek.
I turned my head away, disliking her touch.
Bersia, who had been staring at me for a moment, unbuttoned my clothes one by one, stripping them off.
"Indeed... no matter how many times I see it, it's truly a beautiful body."
"Do you think I'd be pleased by such compliments...!"
"It's a personal observation. My Hero."
Bersia chuckled, then lowered her head and pressed her lips against mine.
Soft lips, holding a warm heat.
Bersia didn't roughly press her lips against mine like last time.
Just as she said, she was kissing me gently, truly like a lover.
Her tongue entwined stickily, gently tracing my teeth.
We shared each other's breath.
"Hup, haa... Chuup..."
Every time Bersia's lips met mine, an indescribable emotion rose from deep within my heart.
To say 'I hate it'... my body felt no repulsion.
To say 'I was angry'... no rage surged within me.
Yes. The emotion I was feeling now was.
Sadness.
Why was that?
Why did Bersia's kiss feel so distant and faint?
Why did it feel so empty, yet desperate?
As if she wanted to grasp a dream that could no longer be held.
"Haa..."
Even when our lips parted, tears continued to stream from my eyes.
I lifted my gaze to Bersia's face, and it was a nearly expressionless face, no different from usual.
Yet, it didn't feel entirely the same as usual.
A subtly sad face.
"...Bersia."
"What's wrong?"
"I know it's an absurd thing to say. I know you couldn't possibly be like that, but."
The image that came to mind was an absurd one, even to me.
However, no other answer came to me, so despite it being an absurd thought, I asked Bersia.
"...Did we have some kind of relationship in the past?"
"......"
Bersia didn't answer.
Maintaining a brief silence, she stared intently at me.
Then, she burst into laughter.
"Pfft... Ahahahaha!! What, did you think we were lovers just because we kissed once?"
"That's..."
"That's a delusion beyond measure."
Squeeze!
Bersia gripped my neck tightly.
I couldn't breathe properly.
"Haa, cough...!!"
"You and I were lovers? Get rid of such delusions, Rubel. You are a Hero. The Hero who will kill me. And I am the Demon King. The Demon King who will kill you and destroy the world."
Bersia, her face contorted, thrust her dick between my legs.
"It seems your mind is a bit scattered, so I'll help you regain your senses properly."
Thrust—!!
"Oh, oooohh!!❤"
The rough thrusting, devoid of the gentleness from moments ago, showed no consideration for me.
As her dick penetrated all the way to the root, stabbing my womb, my mind went blank.
My body trembled as if broken, and fluid poured out between my legs.
"Ugh, heeeek...❤ Ugh-gohok...❤"
"...I will thoroughly defile your body, so don't forget. Who the being before you is."
Thwack! Thwaaack!!
"Heh, guh-eut!!❤ Oh-gok❤ Oh, ooh! Hoo-ok!!❤"
Bersia, gripping my waist tightly, began to thrust her hips vigorously.
With powerful thrusts, her dick stabbed deep inside.
Pleasure surged like a tsunami, churning through my mind.
With every collision of flesh, her glans violently assaulted my womb.
My back arched involuntarily, and my body repeatedly climaxed, pouring out cum, regardless of my will.
"Guh-heuk, heek!❤ Ugh-hok, oh❤ Oooohh!!❤ Uh-gi-hiiit!!❤"
"I killed your family. I killed your comrades. And."
Splosh—!
"Heeeeeek!!❤"
"I am defiling you, who has nothing left."
"Hwit, haaak❤ Ang!❤ Hweeeuk❤ Heut!❤"
"Am I not truly a piece of trash, a bitch?"
Bersia's words were right.
Bersia was the bitch who killed my family and comrades.
Not only that, but she was also the damned bitch who was now defiling my body for her own desires.
As Bersia said, she was indeed a truly trashy, utterly killable bitch.
She definitely was.
But why did the current Bersia seem to be struggling so hard to appear evil?
Why did she seem so desperate to make me kill her?
It didn't seem like she simply wanted to die...
Because if she had wanted to die, she would have already died by Claudia's hand.
It seemed there was something I didn't know—
Thwackkkk!!
"Ung-go-hoooohh!!❤"
"I'm speaking, and you're thinking of other things."
Bersia shifted her body slightly and mounted me.
"Good. I'll make sure you can't think of anything at all."
Thwump—!!
"Hwuh-gi-iiiiiit!!❤"
Bersia, in a breeding press position, slammed her dick vertically towards my womb.
With thrusts like a bombing raid on my womb, my back literally arched like a bow.
My vision flickered, and the cum gushing from my pussy soaked the bed.
A pleasure so intense my brain struggled to even process it.
But Bersia had no intention of stopping there.
Bersia subtly pulled out the dick she had just thrust in.
Then, like a siege weapon, she began thrusting her hips as if to break through my womb.
"Kkuh-heeeeuuuk!❤❤"