Her Sincere Feelings Buried in Wine_4
Although I spoke boldly, bringing Elysia home right away wasn't easy.
With her unable to walk properly, we headed to the new house first.
‘She likes me…’
Thinking quietly about Elysia wriggling on my back as I walked the streets.
To think she would gulp down the aphrodisiac alone.
‘What on earth does she think about every day…’
It was pure curiosity towards Elysia.
It was close to curiosity.
I felt that I had become mentally close to her.
If asked to what extent, I could say she was a close friend, though a bit childish.
Recently, her reactions or expressions lingered in my mind like afterimages.
The advice from around me, half joke half sincere, stuck in my ears.
Elysia likes me.
It wasn't something that made me feel superior or self-esteem boost.
It was a mix of embarrassment at the pure goodwill received for the first time, heaviness in the heart, and no way to express the confusion, so I would sigh helplessly.
It was the same today.
Aphrodisiac.
From the moment I first saw Elysia's room, I knew there were things more dangerous than the aphrodisiac. But seeing it up close, various strange emotions surged.
Even if I ate it, to me who has divine protection and no effect from poisons or drugs, it had no meaning. As a priestess, had her eyes gone astray to the point of forgetting something so trivial?
I had no intention of playing with someone's heart.
Eventually, I would have to give a clear answer to that heart.
Especially to Elysia.
If it were someone else, they wouldn't have easily carried her on their back and brought her home.
If it were someone else, they wouldn't have calmly stood beside her while receiving a somewhat... burdensome expression.
But now,
Now...
I had to do something about this girl who was almost drunk.
“Gray… Gray… My body is hot…”
“It’s karma. Close your eyes. We’re almost there.”
I said it dryly.
Unknowingly, a smile was on my lips.
So we entered the house that Nea had gifted.
Because my wandering life had been too long, the sensitivity to ‘living together’ had dulled for a long time.
Even if we each used different rooms in the same hotel without issue, I thought that sharing different rooms in the same house wouldn't be a big problem between men and women.
But the moment we entered the silent room alone, I felt something was wrong.
“……….”
A long, long silence followed.
It was the heavy silence that had continued since I told Lucia, ‘Then I’ll take her like this?’
I glanced at Elysia. Her expression was also not normal.
With a flushed face, she was forcing a smile, but her eyes were brimming with tears.
... Why? My heart was trembling for some reason.
I tensed up along with her and started talking about anything.
“Is the house different from last time?”
“…………… Yeah.”
“The room was cleaned by Nea. Do you remember?”
“……… Yeah.”
“I was just joking, but you really did clean it. As expected, gods are gods?”
“……………… Yeah.”
“… So how long are you going to stand in the entrance like that?”
“…………….”
Elysia finally shuffled forward a step.
I slowly guided her with her lost, dazed eyes.
“First, lie down there.”
“………… Bed?”
“You’re not going to lie on the floor, right?”
“…… Yeah. I’ll lie down quietly on the bed.”
“Lie down and wait. If you need anything, tell me anytime.”
“……….”
For some reason, the stiff Elysia remained tense and glanced at me nervously until I closed the door.
... The aphrodisiac. Does she normally react like this?
***
“Ha… haa… ah…”
The door closed. In the empty bedroom, Gray's scent hadn't yet spread. Not only had Nea cleaned it last night, but Gray hadn't stayed in this room before, so it was natural.
Elysia, feeling uneasy for some reason, buried her nose in the bed sheet.
‘Nea’ is a male form, but ‘Ragnea’ is a goddess.
... If the other party is ‘female’, even if it’s a ‘god’, I couldn't be careless.
Sucking in the light scent was close to a scenting behavior.
‘... I wonder if it reached even Gray's skin.’
She couldn't know that the only thing that touched her was the tip of Gray's finger brushing against the note that Nea had playfully left, but one scent molecule clinging to the tip of Elysia's nose brought her a sense of relief.
Tremble...! Tremble...!
Unknowingly, a moan leaked out.
If someone else saw it, they might think she was a pervert excited by the scent, but actually, even if it was normal before, she felt it was different now.
‘Is this situation... that?’
Elysia felt as if her heart would burst any moment.
She wasn't stupid. Everything started from a mistake.
She hadn't intended to drink the aphrodisiac from the beginning. The price of drinking it by mistake was... incredibly sweet.
‘Gray brought me home... I drank the aphrodisiac... I know that if his hand touches my body, he might lose control and cover me... but here, he hugged my waist, like lovers... ’
Wiggle wiggle!
‘Maybe... just maybe, even a little... does Gray have feelings for me?’
Wiggle wiggle wiggle!
‘Gray said to wait on the bed. Waiting on the bed means... right? It's not a joke, right? It's not, right? It is...?’
Wiggle wiggle wiggle wiggle!
‘So he brought me home? Or was it out of malice, or just casually bringing me to see what to do with the real me who drank the aphrodisiac? Really! Kyaa! What to do! What to do what to do!’
Thud thud thud thud thud!
‘Gray Gray Gray I like you I like you I love you I like you ju ah ha ju ah ha ju ah... ju ah...’
Elysia, hugging a pillow and rolling around the bed twenty times while panting, felt the drunkenness getting deeper.
When making the medicine, they mixed a lot of strong alcohol, so this is the result.
“... Hng... uh... haa...”
I couldn't stay like this.
I couldn't meet Gray in priest's clothes.
Elysia opened the door a little and peeked out.
“Um... Gray...”
“Hm? What's wrong?”
“Clothes to change... is there nothing...”
“Clothes? Ah... I didn't think of that. I only have my clothes, but if this is okay, wear it.”
“Sh, shirt...?”
“Yeah, it's a shirt.”
“One...?”
“...? Want two?”
“Ah, no, it's fine.”
“True, it might be uncomfortable. Still, among what's left, this would be the most comfortable to wear.”
“Ah... no no! It's not that I don't like it, I just thought you like this feeling.”
“Feeling?”
“Yeah, I know how to wear it. I'll wear it properly so you can be satisfied, okay?”
Elysia closed the door again and took a deep breath.
Gray's shirt was in her hand.
The senses and thought circuits soaked in the aphrodisiac told her to bury her face in the shirt immediately, but she endured it with superhuman patience.
One shirt.
Not more, not less, just one shirt. Nothing else. This clearly meant what Gray wanted.
First, she took off the priest's clothes. The priest's clothes were neatly folded and placed in one corner of the room.
Gray's shirt was way too big for Elysia. It was not easy to button up the shirt buttons one by one with trembling hands. Above all, the fluffy fabric tickling the skin made her brain melt.
Gray's shirt. This shirt touching her skin...
The state was already sensitive... the stimulation was too strong...
“... Uh...! Ah... uuh...”
The sleeves slid down over the back of her hands, and the hem of the shirt fluttered between her thighs.
It was precarious enough that if she moved even a little, the underwear would show.
... Speaking of which, what about the underwear?
If I had known this, I would have worn something closer to new...
Elysia fiddled with her cool thighs, then looked at her reflection in the mirror and threw herself into the blanket.
Because the sight of wearing only a shirt on top looked more embarrassing than she had imagined in her head.
“... Is this what Gray likes...?”
I had heard somewhere.
It was like a fetish felt in a costume wearing only male shirts...?
I only heard about it, but I never thought that I would become that subject in this way...
“......... Pervert.”
Elysia closed her eyes tightly with trembling eyes and waited for Gray to come.
5 minutes.
10 minutes.
But Gray didn't appear.
Still, Elysia endured and waited.
30 minutes.
50 minutes.
And one hour...
No, no way...
It couldn't be...
My head was getting hotter and hotter, the skin visible under the shirt was becoming more sensitive, but Gray wasn't thinking of coming.
Not only did he bring the woman who drank the aphrodisiac to the bedroom, but he gave her this outfit too.
It's not a misunderstanding.
Yes, yes. This is not my misunderstanding.
It was fortunate that the drug effect was adjusted so that she wouldn't lose rationality. Elysia found ways to cool her burning body by tossing and turning in the blanket many times.
But she couldn't help but be conscious of the time. Unfavorably, every time she tossed, her eyes met the clock.
The more time passed, the more unwanted possibilities surfaced.
Gray. Gray Gray... why aren't you coming?
It's hot... hot... I'm in pain... I'm lonely...
Will you come if I call now?
But... if all of this is really my own misunderstanding...
Then even if I call, it won't mean anything...
Before I could think, tears welled up. Instantly, a surge of loneliness rose.
“Am I... being stood up right now...?”