Chapter 142: Academy Vacation is Too Busy (6)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 142: Academy Vacation is Too Busy (6)[R-18]
Lucid Dream
A dream where you realize you are dreaming.
For some, it is a daily occurrence; for others, it is a phenomenon they never experience in their entire lives.
Estelle Black Dahlia belonged to the latter category.
‘...?’
That was why, even though this was the first lucid dream of her life, Estelle realized instantly that she was dreaming.
...Because right now, she was standing on her own two feet.
‘...Why?’
It was strange.
Until now, she had never had a dream while being treated by Ian and Yuris.
She had always slept so deeply that it felt as if she were dead, waking up only to find a whole day had passed.
So why did she suddenly start dreaming today?
No, that wasn't what she was truly curious about.
Why was she having this kind of dream?
“Haah!♥... Uhut..! ...Ggh!♥... Ugh.. Ian!♥... Ian!♥”
Clutching the bedsheets as if she were going to tear them apart, Yuris let out animalistic groans.
Bounce! Bounce!
And every time she did, two massive mounds of flesh shook violently.
‘....’
Could the breasts attached to Yuris and her own even be called by the same name?
She glanced down at the size, which seemed more appropriate for a dairy cow than a human, but her own chest remained as flat as ever.
Squelch! Squelch!
“...Haah! ...Tel!”
Ian gripped Yuris’s waist, thrusting his hips into her over and over again.
And so, in her dream, Estelle watched Ian and Yuris having sex.
‘Ha...’
A hollow laugh escaped her lips, born of self-loathing.
How lowly must she think of herself that she couldn't even be united with the man she loved in her own dream?
It was utterly pathetic.
If it had ended there, she might have felt bitter, but she could have understood it.
However, the longer she watched their act, the more she could feel just how warped a human being ‘Estelle’ truly was.
“...Estelle...!”
“He..♥ Heuegh!♥... I-Ian!♥”
The sight of Ian desperately thrusting his hips while calling out her name...
It was as if he were using Yuris as a mere outlet for his lust while thinking of her.
‘...Why am I like this?’
How did I become so twisted?
Was it because my parents died in a carriage accident? Because my uncle was murdered by someone? Or was it because I was paralyzed from the waist down?
‘...Even now, I’m just looking for excuses.’
Every human lives with their own share of misfortune.
Surely, if one searched the world, there would be people far more miserable than her.
But were they as twisted as she was?
‘...I’ve been a twisted person since the moment I was born.’
If she said this to Frederica, she would surely deny it.
But the young ‘Estelle’ Frederica knew was merely a girl who managed to pretend to be a normal human by wearing the shell of a ‘happy family.’
Now that the shell had been stripped away, the hideously rotten ‘Estelle Black Dahlia’ had simply revealed herself.
This dream was the proof.
“Heuu...!♥... Ggh..!... Ia...♥”
“I’m coming... Estelle..”
“Hu... Huegh!♥... Cu... Cum for me...♥ E-Estelle’s... pussy!♥... Cu... Cum inside!♥”
The fact that she was such a twisted human being made her feel like she was going to vomit.
Ian, thinking of her while Yuris was right in front of him; Yuris, acting coy for Ian while imitating her.
Having such a filthy dream about the two people who were working harder than anyone else to treat her was an unforgivable act.
‘...Ian.’
How wonderful would it be if it were me in that spot instead of Yuris?
I wouldn't care if I couldn't feel anything.
I would have been happy enough just to be united with Ian, to be used by him, and to be able to please him.
‘Ha...’
A self-mocking laugh escaped her again.
It was arrogant to even wish for such things from Ian.
Compared to Yuris, compared to Evelyn, compared to Frederica...
How could I, who am in no way better than any of the women by Ian’s side, ever be loved by him?
∴ Do you want to be loved? ∴
Just then, she heard a voice.
∴ Then say you want it. If you do, I shall grant everything. ∴
It was a voice she felt she had heard somewhere before.
∴ You only need to speak. Then, I shall make Ian crave you, not Yuris. The pleasure Yuris is feeling right now shall also become yours. ∴
Yuris wore an expression of ecstasy that any woman would recognize.
∴ Yes, not just Yuris, but Evelyn, Frederica... anyone else who stands in the way of you and Ian becoming one, I shall remove them all. So, say that you want it. ∴
Then, the world of the dream shifted, revealing a new future.
“...Ian.”
It was a future together with Ian.
An Ian who smiled only for her, looked only at her, touched only her, and used only her was by her side.
“Ah...”
Even if it was a dream, it was an incredibly sweet temptation.
No, rather, because it was just a dream, it was a temptation so sweet that she briefly wondered if she could just do as she pleased.
But...
‘...I don't need it.’
She swung her hand, shattering the illusion that had appeared before her.
“Huaa...!♥... Huaa..!...... Ian♥”
And then, her hideous dream reappeared.
This was fine.
Because she knew better than anyone else that she was a ‘twisted human.’
Yes, even if she was twisted, she was still ‘human.’
‘Ian, Evelyn, Yuris, and Frederica... they are all precious people to me.’
She had already hurt her precious people many times before.
So, even if it was only in a dream, she could not hurt them ever again.
Feeling the world of the dream grow dark, she made a vow to herself.
‘...Ian.’
Even if it is a love that can never be fulfilled, even in a dream...
I will continue to love you.
“...Ian?”
“Oh, you’re awake? How are you feeling, Estelle?”
When she opened her eyes, Ian was holding her hand as usual.
“...Yes, I’m fine.”
“That’s a relief. I was worried because you woke up a bit late today.”
“...Sorry.”
“No, it’s nothing to apologize for. Shall we check right away?”
“...Yes, let’s do it now.”
“Then I’ll step out for a moment. Call me when you’re finished.”
“...Okay, Ian.”
Click—
As Ian left the room, Yuris approached her with a gentle smile.
“Please start whenever you’re ready!”
“...Yes, Lady Yuris.”
Rustle— rustle—
She slowly lowered her pajama pants until she was only in her panties.
It was an act to check how much sensation had returned to her body.
...Of course, she knew this was part of the treatment, but showing herself in her underwear to Ian was embarrassing, so this part was conducted with Yuris.
“...I’m starting.”
“Yes! Please go ahead!”
“...Whew.”
A long sigh escaped her from the tension.
During the last treatment, the area where she had recovered sensation was just above the clitoris.
So, if this treatment was successful, there should definitely be sensation in the clitoris as well.
Thump— thump—
‘...What if... it’s incredibly sensitive? I must not make a sound.’
With a mix of anticipation and nervousness, her finger touched her clitoris...
“...Eh?”
“W-What’s wrong, Estelle? Is it, perhaps, too sensitive?”
“...No. I don't feel anything.”
There was no sensation at all.
Just in case, she tried touching it a bit more firmly, but she felt nothing.
“What? T-That can’t be... This exor— treatment went better than ever before! M-Maybe your touch is just clumsy?”
“....”
Estelle silently shook her head at Yuris’s words.
If there was one thing she was confident in, it was touching her clitoris.
After all, she had touched it every morning, hoping for her sensation to return.
“Uuuugh...! That shouldn't be possible... Ah! Estelle, excuse me for a moment!”
“....?”
With those words, Yuris slid her hand inside Estelle’s panties with very practiced movements.
Press—! Press—!
“How about this? Do you still feel nothing even when I pinch it like this?”
“...Yes.”
“Then, this! Do you not feel this either?”
Squish—
The sound of something wet could be heard, but there was still no sensation.
“...No, I don't feel anything.”
“Ah..... Haah... Ugh... I’m... I’m so sorry. I... I was sure... it would be a success... I’m... I’m so sorry...”
At the words that there was no sensation, Yuris’s eyes welled up with tears, looking as if she were about to burst into sobs at any moment.
“...No. It’s okay. It’s thanks to the efforts of you and Ian that I’ve even recovered this much.”
“B-But... for it to suddenly... not work... it’s our...”
“...It’s really okay, Lady Yuris.”
Yes, it really was okay.
In the past, she would have fallen into despair again, but there was no need for that now.
Of course, it was a shame the treatment didn't work.
But when she thought that this gave her an excuse to stay with Ian just a little bit longer, she could accept it positively.
“...Well, Ian is waiting, so let’s go out.”
“...Sniff... Yes... Estelle... Let’s do that.”
Yuris walked toward the door with her shoulders slumped, and Estelle lifted her legs to place them on the floor so she could move herself into her wheelchair.
Thud—!
“Ah?”
“What is it! Estelle, is something wrong with your body?”
“...N-No... That... well...”
She was afraid she might have misfelt it.
Press—
But it was still there, too clear to be a mistake.
“...That... I mean...”
For some reason, her voice trembled so much she couldn't speak properly.
She gripped Yuris’s sleeve tightly and opened her mouth slowly, like a child learning their first words.
“I... I can feel it.”
It was a sensation she hadn't felt in a very long time, so it was strange and unfamiliar, but the sensation was definitely there.
“Pardon?”
“On the soles of my feet... I can feel... hic..! I can feel it..! ...Ah...! ...Haah!.... Ah!.... Aaaaaah!.. Sob!!”
It was the sensation of cold, hard marble, but Estelle, feeling it more warmly than anything else, clung to Yuris and burst into tears.