219. No climax attack!
219. No climax attack!
Squite could adjust the 'time' of the target it cut.
For example, it could stop the 'time' of a wounded area to make recovery impossible,
or share the interior of stopped time together.
And although I only found out now.
"The 'time' has been reconnected."
It seemed it could also be used to extort the target's 'time'.
Come to think of it, it was only natural.
Commonly, Cronus's scythe was known as a scythe that harvested lives.
Death was the end of a lifespan, the extinguishment of 'time'. By a similar context, taking another's 'time' was also possible.
It was the same principle as when I took away the 'time of effort' from the Ares Guild Master just earlier.
So to summarize, this was it.
"Ha."
The plan to expend 'time' as much as possible and escape outside.
The very premise of that plan had already collapsed.
Rhea could now absorb 'time' through me.
But I could not sever it.
The only tool that could sever it, Squite, had passed into Rhea's hands.
'No, wait, does this even make sense in the first place?'
The system had labeled her as a servant demon.
But does it make sense for a servant demon to equip gear from my inventory however she pleases?
Whether she was truly a goddess who could bypass the system like she claimed or whatever, it was certain that things were real-time fucked.
The situation surpassed the second-worst and hit rock bottom.
Even a future inescapable by a period had been [confirmed].
"Still, should I call this Huipe, or should I call it torture?"
A [future] that had been confirmed by Rhea.
Yet the end of that [future] was clearly connected to an escape.
In effect, it meant that escape was guaranteed as long as I cleared the conditions.
'What is this, some kind of 'room you can't leave unless you do it'?'
A world you can't leave unless you do it.
I thought it myself and was so dumbfounded that only sighs kept coming out.
Ultimately, going round and round, it was the worst.
"I really don't want to do this....."
It felt like my heart was slowly about to break.
I missed Ur. I missed Mars too.
I wanted to move toward a changed 'tomorrow' rather than being trapped any longer in 'today'.
'Should I just... get it over with.'
Rhea had said it anyway.
If I truly hated it, she would revert everything, memories and body, back to a day prior.
Doing it right now was still doing it, but ultimately 'today's day' would not connect to 'tomorrow's day'.
Today's mistakes would vanish and disappear into the gap of time.
So roughly making some plausible excuse and just overpowering her was...
"──Bullshit."
Thud. I rammed my head against the wall.
Pull yourself together, Chrono.
If I was going to end things in this shit way, I would have done it from the start.
Having come this far, I couldn't give up just because I alone was struggling.
I had to find some method, another method.
"Haaaaa."
I sat back down leaning my back against the wall.
Deep breaths many times over. Still no ideas came to mind.
It was just complicated, just filthy, and strangely wouldn't settle.
I felt disturbed.
I couldn't get a sense of where to start or what to do.
Eventually, just as my body was sinking back down and I was about to flop onto the blanket.
─Knock knock knock.
[Dinner... are you going to eat?]
".........."
Dinner. A meal.
Come to think of it, I hadn't eaten today.
─Grrrrrowl.
"....I'll eat."
The moment I realized it, the sound of my stomach horn blared vigorously.
Rubbing my belly, I got up from my spot and went outside.
"It's nothing fancy, but...."
"........"
The table from yesterday's meal was still set up in the kitchen.
It couldn't be helped. I hadn't put separate ingredients into the refrigerator.
I blankly shoved rice into my mouth, chewed, and swallowed.
It was delicious.
There was definitely flavor, yet the taste didn't register well.
The sensation that the concept of taste was a bit distant.
"Thank you for the meal."
After finishing, I walked over to the sink.
I put on rubber gloves and did the dishes.
If I spaced out and did them, they were done before I knew it.
'Since I ate.'
Should I just go to sleep now?
I took off the rubber gloves and returned to my room.
"Wait."
"....?"
I had tried to go back.
But Theia blocked my steps.
"What happened... can you tell me honestly?"
"..........."
What had happened.
Where should I start telling her?
Where could I start telling her?
There was nothing to agonize over.
Because what I could say to Theia was only one sentence.
"I'm sorry."
"Chrono...?"
"I tried to do well... but, well, that's how it turned out."
"............"
I'm sorry.
I bowed my head to Theia and apologized.
In effect, a declaration of surrender. Theia just stood there silently without a word.
"....Chrono."
"........."
Silently.
Simply silently.
"What should this old woman do for you?"
"............"
Without avoiding anything.
Without running away from anything.
Rather, she was asking me what she should do.
Should I say it?
Would saying it bring me relief?
But no. That was something I shouldn't do.
No matter how you spin it, it was a choice that could not be rationalized.
So at least these words.
At least this one sentence was something I must not say.
"Doing... that sort of thing with you... is that what I should do?"
"That sort of thing?"
Why.
"Se... uhm.... making babies?"
".........."
Was such a thing coming out of Theia's mouth?
I chewed and swallowed the words momentarily rising up and shook my head.
"It's alright. You don't have to do that kind of thing."
Let's not compromise.
The moment you compromise on one thing, what follows grows uncontrollably large.
Just because it's hard. Because I'm anxious. Because I'm tired. I must not step back.
All the more so in moments like now.
"Let's sleep for today. There's a spare room inside, so you can sleep there."
"Ah....."
I turned Theia around and nudged her back.
I needed a moment, time alone.
***********************
'I have to fight, I guess.'
Lying in bed, I thought about the future.
The only answer that finally surfaced was one.
With skill, with strength, I would win my freedom from Rhea.
In the first place, this was a fight I had no choice but to win.
Even if Rhea could take Squite and thereby receive a supply of 'time' from me, it was the same.
As my servant demon, Rhea ultimately had limits on how far she could harm me.
So I just had to keep fighting repeatedly until Rhea fell.
Repeatedly.
And repeatedly again.
If I repeated it until Rhea finally fell....
"....Haaaaaa."
I shouldn't be like this.
I kept letting out sighs.
Rhea was the one who fought me equally, even slightly dominantly, even when she was short on 'time'.
So how much stronger would she become if she could receive a supply of 'time' from me?
On top of that, she had even taken Squite, so how much weaker would I be, and how much stronger would Rhea become?
Did I truly have the skill to overcome this?
"...Ultimately, is effort the answer."
If it doesn't work with effort, overcome it with eeeeeffort.
It was alright.
I was used to unfairness.
Somehow, if I poured time into it, I would be able to win.
"..............."
Or so I said, Huipefully.
But to be honest, I had absolutely no confidence about this matter.
It wasn't content that existed in the original story.
Truly, from start to finish, it was something purely experienced for the first time, so even judging anything from the start was hard.
Ultimately, all I was doing was projecting the present through knowledge of the original, at best.
Even that wasn't accurate, so mistakes kept occurring continuously.
'Even so, Minerva called me amazing, didn't she?'
Yeah, that's not it.
I just cribbed from the original and copied it; in reality, I was this kind of person.
Knowing nothing, whatever I tried was a failure.
At best, the only thing I had going for me was a stubbornly heavy ass.
"Hhuuuuuh...!"
The sensation of a suspiciously sour lump rising from the pit of my stomach.
It seemed like I needed to sleep soon, somehow.
Staying like this only led to weird thoughts and no answers.
I turned off the light and crawled straight under the blanket.
"Come what may....."
Today was too much.
Doing anything more today was too much.
I decided to leave the remaining tasks to tomorrow's me for now, and just sleep the hell away.
Breathing out deeply, I slowly and firmly closed my eyes.
'This is so fucked, seriously.....'
There was no instance of being too anxious to sleep or anything like that.
I just wanted to escape reality as quickly as possible.
...
..
.
'────?'
Suddenly my eyes opened.
A ticklish yet warm sensation, strangely.
I raised my right hand to rub out the sleep eye gunk and rolled just my eyeballs around to survey my surroundings.
'......Huh?'
The top of the blanket was bulging hugely.
Being a man, of course I pitched a tent in the morning.
Having the body of the NTR villain, I did strike a tent not to be outdone by anyone, big enough for 12.
'But if it's that big...'
It wasn't for 12 people, it was at the 30-person campfire level─Hnk...?!
─Tsyuup
"Hng... Haa...?"
A familiar pleasure climbing up my spine.
One that made my toes lightly tremble and curl up, and made me unconsciously push my waist back.
─Tseup... chup... tseubweup....
".......Ah?"
A familiar sound.
The sound made by friction between saliva and skin.
That was happening under the blanket, near my lower body.
A massive 30-seater tent was squirming and moving repetitively up and down.
"....No way."
"!........."
No matter how you looked at it, it was that kind of situation.
The moment my words were heard, the movement simultaneously stopped.
I immediately reached out my hand to yank the blanket aside.
"──Stop."
But someone inside the blanket reached out and grabbed my hand heading for the blanket, stopping me.
A voice I knew.
Even if I didn't want to know who was under the blanket, I couldn't not know.
"Theia."
"........"
Under the blanket.
Theia trembled wordlessly.
The tremor was transmitted clearly above the blanket.
"Please go back."
"............"
I placed my hand on the blanket above her shoulder area and pushed her away.
"You don't have to do that kind of thing, it's alrigh─"
"─I'm not alright."
".........."
She pushed back and endured the hand I used to push her away.
"I know Chrono isn't the culprit of this incident."
The culprit is that white-haired girl, right?
"I know Chrono isn't the culprit, I know you've been trying continuously, I know you're truly trying with all your might to take responsibility."
So then
"Now, let this old woman do what she can."
".........Ghk!"
The act resumed.
I have to push her away.
I have to refuse.
Hadn't I endured until now because I hated ending it in this manner, at the very least?
'But...'
If I accepted it.
If I closed my eyes to this moment and let it pass?
I wouldn't have to agonize anymore.
I could slip out into tomorrow once again.
'And Theia said she was alright too.'
So wouldn't it be okay?
Just like this, just going through with it as is?
─Tseup! Tseup! Tseup! Tseup!
"Ah.... Ahng, Aaah...!"
Pleasure gradually surging.
One step away from crossing the last line.
Because my desire to be at ease was as big as my weakened heart.
"Aaaaah.......!!"
I don't know anymore.
Now, I just wanted to be at ease.
I gave up resisting further and let go of my entire heart.
Right then
At the moment I was about to reach climax.
─Pazizizizizizik!
"Kyaaaaaaaaaaak?!!!"
"Eup...?! K-Chrono??"
A sudden, overwhelming pain.
Pain as if my cock would snap off, would fall off, so I yanked the blanket aside and checked my lower half.
─Pazik! Pazizizik!
"Ggeuk?! Ggeup, Kkirrrk...?!"
My lower half was emitting light, glowing blue.
No, a human body couldn't emit light.
So this was strictly something else.
"You... bastards....."
Because a ring-like thing was wrapped around my cock.
─Pazizizik!
"A goddamn pair of bullshi──Geuk!"
Agape.
Climax Prohibition Attack.
The effect was tremendous!