000 Days Later: The Gloomy Young Lady Being Trained (4)
Clunk! The moment the carriage arrived at the Necroport estate, Kidian let out the sigh she'd been holding back.
'Haaah... I... I'm... so... tired... Seriously... I... I gotta get back quick... and rest...'
Thud! Thud!
"Lady Kidian, we've prepared dinner..."
"...I'm not eating."
She tossed her coat at the maid and hurried down the hallway faster than usual.
Click.
Kidian locked the door, then carefully pulled Raping My Childhood Friend from her bosom and set it on the desk.
And then...
Flop!
She collapsed face-first onto the bed.
'...T-Tired...! So tired...! Way too... tired...!'
Adding up everything she'd said today, it probably exceeded what she'd spoken in the entire past month.
So naturally, she figured she'd fall asleep in seconds if she just lay there like this... but...
Thump! Thump! Thump!
"Ahnngh—!!"
The moment she closed her eyes, that red-haired man from earlier flickered in her mind, keeping sleep at bay.
'...W-Why... is this... happening...! Whyyy?!'
Flail! Flail!
Kidian buried her face in the pillow and kicked her legs wildly.
She still couldn't believe someone had shown her kindness without asking for anything in return.
'......Huh? Wait a sec? Come to think of it... ever since I met that guy... I haven't heard the whispers?'
At the time, she'd been too focused on finding the red-haired man to notice...
But looking back now, as she'd pushed through the crowd in front of the publishing house to find him, there'd been no 'whispers.'
...Of course, her heart had still pounded fiercely back then.
But it wasn't the same frantic terror she'd felt during her panic attacks—it was something she couldn't quite put into words.
Scary, sure, but... not unpleasant?
'W-What... kind of... person is he?'
Squeeze!
The more she thought about that man, the more her lower belly clenched with an aching need.
'Nngh... T-Today... I'm really... tired... but... just... a peek...? J-Just... a little... taste... really... just a taste...?'
Slide.
Truth be told, Kidian knew better than anyone that "just a taste" was a lie.
Even so, unable to resist the temptation, she got up from the bed and opened Raping My Childhood Friend.
Nakadashi
Something was written on the first page.
"...N-Nakadashi?"
She tilted her head at the unfamiliar word.
'...Doodling?'
It seemed plausible.
He'd said he hadn't bought it officially but gotten it through a connection at the publishing house, right?
'Maybe someone scribbled a note while it was circulating inside...'
She felt no regret or disappointment.
It was just reading material, after all—as long as it tasted good, that was enough...
And even with the scribble, it was in far better shape than her old copy soaked through with pussy juices.
'...O-Okay then... T-Today... for the first time... the rape scene... m-masturbate to... that...?'
Slide.
Just as she went to turn the page, something caught Kidian's eye.
"...?"
Author: Nakadashi
Last time she'd checked, it only said published by Ludwig Publishing House, with the author field blank...
But now, those four letters she'd just seen were clearly printed as the author's name.
'N-No... w-wait... D-Does that mean... the thing from earlier...?'
Flip! Flip!
Kidian frantically flipped between the first page and the back cover.
Handwritten 'Nakadashi' on the first page.
Printed 'Nakadashi' as the author name.
'...I-Is... this... for real?'
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Kidian's heart started pounding like mad.
The copy she normally had was the third printing.
Having loved books since childhood, Kidian knew full well.
Even aside from how hard Raping My Childhood Friend was to find now...
Among collectors who prized first editions highest, third printings held virtually no value.
But the Raping My Childhood Friend before her eyes was a first edition—with the author's name printed on it!
A first edition complete with a handwritten signature on the first page!
Tremble tremble!
Kidian's hands shook like there was an earthquake.
'Eek...! H-He... just... gave this to me...?'
With the Raping My Childhood Friend craze sweeping the entire empire right now, she couldn't even guess its value.
'...W-What... do I... do...? I... I have to... repay him...!!'
No matter how she thought about it, "thank you" wasn't enough for something this valuable.
No, she hadn't even managed to say thanks—she'd just stood there dumbfounded.
"H-Hah... but... how...? Nngh... Kidian... you... idiot... Should've at least... asked his name..."
Kidian bit her lower lip and groaned.
Stupidly, she'd gotten lost in her own thoughts and forgotten to even ask his name.
'...Wait? B-But...?'
Still...
She didn't know his name, but his face was burned clearly into her memory. It wasn't the kind of face you could forget easily.
Spring!
Kidian shot up from the bed, grabbed paper and pen, and closed her eyes.
Scribble-scribble.
'Deep red hair, red eyes, height between 183cm and 185cm...'
Sure, you couldn't call Kidian's talent as a necromancer genius-level.
Her reaching 6-star rank was largely thanks to her 'pathetic pussy' that let her experience near-death through masturbation alone.
But it was a fact that she'd achieved the Necroport family's youngest-ever 6-star rank!
And once you reached a high realm, using lower-level techniques became a breeze.
Scribble! Scribble! Scribble!
Kidian's hand moved without rest.
It was basic-of-basics stuff—even 2-star necromancers could eyeball a corpse's physical stats.
'Weight... between 78kg and 82kg... shoulder width...'
Naturally, for a 6-star necromancer like Kidian, reading a living person's stats was child's play.
'A-And... especially... his fingers are long and jointed—'
Stop.
Suddenly, her hand filling the paper halted.
'Yeah... his f-fingers... were... super... l-long... right...?'
In her mind flashed the glimpse she'd caught of his fingers when he'd picked up the dropped book.
Twitch!
'Hah... hah...! M-Much... thicker and longer... than mine... so they could... reach... even deeper... inside... Eek?!'
Realizing what she was thinking, Kidian's face flushed beet red.
Slide.
'W-What... the...! What kind of... thought was... that!!!'
Shake! Shake!
She shook her head furiously, but once imagined, you couldn't unsee it.
Gulp!!
Kidian looked down at her own hand.
Even her much slimmer fingers felt this good...
What if those long, thick fingers slid between her legs—
'Nngh...! J-Just... once...? ♥'
Her gaze drifted back to Raping My Childhood Friend on the desk.
Tingle tingle.
Anyway, she'd planned to crash right into bed the moment she got back, right?
So if she masturbated now instead of sleeping? She'd save time—not needing to do it tomorrow!
'Y-Yeah!!... S-So...! Today's... f-free... masturbation...! Doesn't... count!!'
Slide.
Kidian opened Raping My Childhood Friend and slipped under the covers.
'Haht...! ♥'
As her left hand turned the pages, her right naturally slid between her legs.
She'd read Raping My Childhood Friend so many times she had it memorized anyway.
But...
Squelch!!
"Heek?!... Heeek!...? ♥ Th-This...! Wh-What's... this...? ♥"
Something was off.
The novel's male lead was described as blond...
But in Kidian's head, he'd arbitrarily turned into a redhead.
And the man's face...
No need to say it—it was the man who'd reached out to her today.
Squelch! Squelch!!
'Hieeht?! ♥...Why?!...Whyyy?.. Nn. Heek?! ♥...S-Suddenly... like this...!! ♥...Feels so...! Clenching so hard! ♥ Hi... Hii! ♥..... Ngh! ♥... Hiiingk!!? ♥...D-Different from... yesterday! ♥'
The moment she realized it, the pleasure surging through Kidian skyrocketed...
99 points.
Instantly shattering her personal record.
'Nnghk.. ♥ Eunghek!!.. ♥ Ng..!!... ♥ Huok...?... Ook!... Ok?! ♥'
Of course it was.
Until yesterday, her masturbation had been 100% fantasy from her imagination.
But today?
This was masturbation using data analyzed firsthand by a 6-star necromancer on a real 'stud.'
Overlaying that data onto the novel's male lead changed the excitement to another level entirely.
Squelch!! Squelch!!
Kidian's whole body began trembling in spasms.
A heat beyond anything before blazed deep in her lower belly.
Just one finger, yet...
Every thrust into her pussy made the walls convulse and spurt tidal squirts.
'Hiiik!.. ♥... N-Nooo...!... Th-This... p-pu... pussy...!? ♥... Oooook?!? ♥... G-Gonna... break───!!! ♥♥'
Splurt!! Pssshhh!!
At the peak of climax, Kidian's heart stopped, plunging her into near-death.
'Keh... ♥ Kehek ♥.... Kek?... ♥'
Her eyes rolled back halfway, whites showing, drool spilling from her slack face.
But even in...
Squeeze!
Her near-death state, her pussy clamped down on her fingers like it wouldn't let go. 'Ah───!'
Hummm! Kidian gazed once more toward the gate of 7-star.
The difference from last time...
'...Cl-Closer!!'
It felt close enough to touch if she reached out.
Just before her unconscious fingertips brushed the door.
Thump!
Her heart kicked back into gear.
"...Huk?!... Kek! ♥... Heek!.. Heek...! ♥"
Panting, Kidian thought.
'...N-Not... quite... opened it yet!... B-But... still... so much... closer!'
Just one final step remained.
And she realized once again what that last step needed.
'Immersion... isn't... enough...!'
Just swapping the protagonist's face for the red-haired man wasn't cutting it...
The heroine was still the novel's blond childhood friend beauty.
No matter how hard she tried substituting 'herself' in her mind, the novel's descriptions kept pulling her back.
'...B-But!!'
Eyes sparkling, Kidian nodded.
If before it had been mere 'suspicion,' today it was 'certainty.'
If she masturbated to an erotica where she imagined herself as the heroine while picturing that red-haired man just like today—
She was sure she could open the door to 7-star.