When Misunderstanding Becomes Conviction
When Misunderstanding Becomes Conviction
As Yuriana walked back to the Women's Dormitory, she fell into a swirl of thoughts.
If she ran into Lunia, what should she say first?
Did she even have the right to speak to Lunia again, considering she was the one who had pushed Lunia away in the first place?
Such thoughts swirled in her mind.
"Huu··········."
Still, it was clear that understanding the situation came first.
Even if it was daunting to face her directly, even if it was difficult to initiate a conversation, she had to try to speak to her first, no matter what.
Because if you start getting cold feet before even beginning, problems that could be solved won't be.
'But··········'
But, what if, just what if.
Lunia truly disliked her, or felt burdened by her and couldn't trust her.
What if she heard from Lunia that she had pushed her away because she disliked her?
Yuriana found herself thinking, 'Wouldn't I, just a little, truly come to dislike Lunia as a person?'
Of course, if Yuriana had seen Lunia's expression as she fled the dueling arena immediately after Yuriana pushed her away, she would never have had such thoughts.
But Lunia was the one who had left first, and unless Yuriana had grabbed the departing Lunia again, the possibility of seeing her expression was close to zero.
And Yuriana, unaware of that fact, firmly composed her expression and walked towards the Women's Dormitory with quite a determined stride.
-··········Thump.
"··········Ugh."
However, Yuriana's footsteps soon came to an abrupt halt, like a wooden doll.
And she slowly turned her head towards the direction the sound had come from.
"···················."
Did she mishear?
That couldn't be.
She had clearly heard a voice filled with considerable pain, loud enough to reach her ears.
Was someone perhaps bullying their classmates or juniors?
If possible, it would be best to stop them.
It seemed a task had arisen that she needed to resolve before talking to Lunia.
She had been so tense, preparing to talk to Lunia, but now it felt like her tension had made her a fool.
"Huuuu··········."
What in the world was this?
She felt her energy drain away for some reason.
"·············You'll get hurt·····!·····Ah!"
Just then, voices that sounded like a fight began to emanate from behind the Women's Dormitory.
This was a Magic Academy.
Most Magic Academy students could use magic, and from their first year, they naturally learned offensive magic to protect themselves.
If a fight were to break out between students unofficially, not a formal duel overseen by a professor,
One side could sustain severe injuries that might even be life-threatening.
Thinking that it might be a somewhat serious situation, Yuriana quickly moved towards the back of the Women's Dormitory to intervene.
And as soon as she arrived at the source of the commotion—
"Lift your skirt yourself, Lunia."
A name that shouldn't have been heard there pierced Yuriana's ears.
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Upon hearing the name Lunia, Yuriana, who had been about to intervene, stopped and hid herself.
She didn't know why she hid, but it felt like she had to.
First, she needed to assess the situation. It might not be Lunia's name, but a similar one, and she might have misheard.
So, she hid for now.
Then, she heard voices from inside.
"··········Normally·····wouldn't even screw··········her. Kekeke."
'·····I can't hear well·····.'
Yuriana slowly approached the corner.
Yuriana, who got close enough not to be discovered even if they suddenly turned their heads, focused her ears as much as possible on their conversation to hear what they were saying.
-Hmph. Thanks to this, I finally get to deflower the Precious Child of Reinhardt Magic Academy. Hehehe.
A man's voice was heard.
His vulgar tone and low voice indicated that the owner was Young Master Reinhardt.
However, at the same time, the content of the words he uttered was suspicious.
The Precious Child of Reinhardt Magic Academy?
And to de·····flower that Precious Child?
As Yuriana was approaching marriageable age, she had naturally received sex education from her family.
So she knew exactly what Gerard Reinhardt's words meant.
It was just that she was so flustered by the suddenness of the words that it took her a moment to process them in her mind.
And as Yuriana fully understood the meaning, and at the same time scorned Gerard Reinhardt's character, wondering how a noble's child could utter such words—
-Ha, haa·····. I don't want to·····.
The purpose of her conversation today.
The voice of Lunia, the person she had been wondering how to start a conversation with, was heard.
And her voice was trembling.
Yuriana's heart plummeted with a thud.
She had clearly heard it with her own ears.
Lunia's voice saying, 'I don't want to.'
There was a certain desperation in her voice.
As if she wasn't doing it willingly.
The sex education included in her bridal lessons had taught her something like this:
That it was a woman's instinct, due to human physiology, to hide her feelings by saying she didn't want to, even if she did.
So, during relations between a man and a woman, she shouldn't be too flustered even if she inadvertently cried out that she didn't want to.
Perhaps that education was a form of brainwashing for women who were being sold into marriage contracts, to please not dislike their partner, even if the union was by contract.
Anyway, she pondered whether Lunia had inadvertently said she didn't want to for such a reason.
But no matter how much she thought about it, Lunia's voice was not that kind of voice.
And as if to prove her conjecture,
-Clink, clink.
"··········Hieek!!"
As Gerard Reinhardt lowered his trousers, a hideous mass of flesh sprang out, and Lunia, seeing it right before her eyes, trembled in fear.
Yuriana began to empathize with Lunia's fear.
Lunia's posture had her shoulders pressed against the wall, her pelvis and buttocks thrust out towards Gerard.
The commonly known rear-entry position, which she had learned during sex education.
Moreover, for some reason, Lunia couldn't even properly resist, let alone use her strength.
Truly,
Truly, Lunia was being forced.
Yuriana felt as if her heart had cracked.
Because of herself.
If she hadn't immediately pushed Lunia away upon seeing that scene, if she had tried to talk to her instead.
Wouldn't Lunia have avoided being raped by Gerard, making such a despairing expression?
That fact pointed to only one truth.
'··········Lunia, this happened because of me.'
That it was all her fault that Lunia, who used to smile so beautifully, now bore despair on her elegant face.
She had to stop Gerard now.
Whether they had made a bet or a contract, no matter how much she had pushed Lunia away, she had to prevent Lunia from being forcibly violated by Gerard.
The cost of twisting their contract—
'··········The Great Noble's Judgment would probably side with Lunia·····.'
Who would demand another's body as a condition of a contract?
Not a bodyguard, or a maid. Just a body servant for mere pleasure?
No noble, for the sake of their honor, would ever buy a sex slave.
They would rather pay the price and go to a Brothel to satisfy their desires.
So, it was clear that the Great Noble's Judgment would side with Lunia.
Instead, Lunia would become famous.
In a bad way.
Even so, shouldn't such an act be done with someone you like, someone you love?
Even if she, being a noble's daughter, might bear a child of an unknown man, at least Lunia wasn't a noble.
Just as Yuriana was about to take a step—
-Thrust·····!
"Haaahk·····!!"
It was already too late.
And at the same time,
-Kuhuhu, ugh. You weren't a virgin, Lunia. And yet, ugh. Such tightness. What a lewd bitch you are, you wench.
-Ah, aahhh·····, Hngh·····! N-nooo··········!
Lunia's screams began to echo.
Yuriana's footsteps stopped with a thud.
'·····I have to go, ·····I have to protect Lunia.'
Just one step.
If she just took that one step, she could stop Gerard Reinhardt from his shameless act.
But, as if someone had glued her to the ground.
That one, easy step would not move.
While Yuriana was fighting with herself,
-Thwack!
-·····Haaahk! Hngh-ugh?!
Lunia was already defiled by Gerard.
'Ah, ahh. Ahhh·····.'
Yuriana ultimately hid behind the wall again.
-Paaang!
-Kuh-heugh-eugh?!!
Clutching her constantly pounding chest tightly.
Feeling her helplessness acutely, she could only listen endlessly to Lunia's moans coming from behind the wall.