Chapter 44
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 042
Chapter Title: My Belly's All Puffed Up...♡
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"Huaa... My belly's all puffed up...♡"
Pat pat.
I happily patted my belly.
Lying on the bed right after lunch made me feel like I was committing a sin.
I checked the time.
The hour hand had just passed two o'clock.
If I were still at the Magic Tower, this would be when I'd sip my post-meal coffee, let out a deep sigh, and start work.
Compared to those days when I lived like a burnt-out wreck buried in tasks, this was pure luxury.
"Haaawwn...♡"
The human desire system is so simple.
Satisfy one urge, and a new one crops up.
With my appetite sated, sleepiness started creeping in.
I closed my eyes.
A cool sea breeze drifted in through the window.
Behind the sound of curtains flapping against the wall came the gentle lapping of waves.
Just as my mind began to blur into drowsiness, I opened my eyes.
"Aaaahhh!"
I irritably ruffled my hair.
I'd been ignoring it, but one particular urge had been protesting for attention.
Lust.
Ever since the Princess toyed with my nipples, my body had been itching unbearably.
It was screaming for me to get rid of this sticky feeling.
"Argh, whatever! I don't care!"
After agonizing over it, I finally decided.
Masturbate.
Just once.
Even after that hearty meat dish, my womb still felt warm and tingly. This fire wouldn't die out on its own.
"It's just one more line, right? Yeah, yeah."
The curse was still stable.
In terms of progress, it was under 30%.
One quick masturbation session should be fine.
Plus, I'd figured out how to reduce the progress.
Well, every time I tried to lower it, it didn't budge and just added more lines, but still.
Swish.
After all that self-justification, I hiked up my dress to my navel.
Glance glance.
I lifted my head and scanned the room.
I was alone anyway.
Just in case, I'd locked the door.
Confirming it was safe, I cautiously pulled my panties aside.
"Hyaaah."
The sea breeze caressed my heated pussy.
My thighs quivered.
This position by the window with legs spread... I could cum just like this. No, no, what kind of depraved thought is that?
Playing along with the Princess's vulgar jokes must've rubbed off on me without realizing.
"Can't let myself sink any lower."
I recalled some mage's words: "The abyss is pleasure too—enjoy it."
What nonsense.
That's the talk of someone with a serious brain disease.
"I'm definitely turning back into a man...!"
With that resolve, I groped my pussy.
I gently rubbed the clit hidden under its hood.
Even for the same orgasm, penetration feels better.
I knew that, but I chose clit stimulation because the human brain is weak.
It gets addicted to pleasure easily.
And once addicted, it craves even more intense highs.
Clit play was my way of suppressing that as much as possible.
"Hngh... ha...♡"
I closed my eyes and was about to rub the hardened little nub with my fingertip when—
"Lady Withbel."
"Eek!"
I jolted upright on the bed at the intruder's voice.
I snapped my legs shut and hastily straightened my skirt.
"I-It’s a misunderstanding! This is... Huh?"
The door was closed.
Still locked.
"What...?"
Did I hear wrong?
"You didn't mishear."
"Eek!"
I whipped around toward the voice, startled again.
Outside the window.
On the balcony stood the Princess.
"Wh-Why are you out there?!"
I yanked the blanket up to my neck and yelled.
"No, more importantly, how are you even there?!"
This was the third floor.
With high ceilings too.
"A few jumps."
The Princess said it like it was nothing.
"Lady Withbel."
Oh no.
This development.
This flow—she was definitely going to pounce.
I had to refuse.
Resist.
I'd closed my eyes tight for just one masturbation to vent this lust.
Isn't satisfying urges instinct for all creatures?
"D-Don't com—"
"I'll step out for a bit."
"...Pardon?"
"I'll do some cleaning, so take a good nap."
"...Huhhh?"
She flashed a smile and leaped down from the railing.
"Princess!"
I rushed to the window in shock.
The Princess was walking away from the villa entrance, heading into the distance.
"Eh?"
I blinked dumbly.
Was I dreaming?
I couldn't believe what just happened.
First, the Princess said she was going cleaning.
Someone who's never gotten her hands wet her whole life—cleaning?
She could just order any servant outside.
Second, she just left.
Even after seeing me with my legs spread.
Normally, she'd smirk slyly, climb through the window, hop on the bed, tease me about jerking off so naughtily, and knead my pussy like dough.
But she left.
Not that I'm disappointed or anything...
It's just weird.
"Come to think of it, she had a sword on her waist."
Going cleaning with a sword.
"No way...?"
I didn't know why, but I had to stop her.
Lately, getting close to the Princess had made me forget her infamous reputation.
She'd slashed people at the Alchemy Association just for smelling bad.
I hurriedly left the room.
There was another reason I came to the sea at this awkward time.
"As expected."
At the beach's edge.
A cave at the end of the path that only appeared at low tide.
Guarding the entrance was a man in a black hood, practically advertising "I'm suspicious~."
"Who goes there!"
"Don't you thugs ever learn?"
The man drew his sword.
In that instant—
Slash.
A dark red line traced across his throat, and his head tumbled from his body.
Thud, thud, thud, splash.
The cleanly severed head bounced off rocks into the sea.
The man staggered a few steps, blood fountaining from the stump, then collapsed.
"Tch."
A few drops of blood splattered her face.
Vera wiped it roughly with her thumb.
Even with regression, some events were inevitable.
Like the thugs hassling her in Casteria Town last time.
Or mages under the guise of the Alchemy Association researching black magic by cursing rural villages "for study."
And now this.
"Heretic scum."
Witch worshippers turning seaside memories into nightmares.
Of course, it hadn't happened yet.
The incident occurred after sunset.
She came now because multiple regressions taught her this was the optimal time to stop them.
"Tch."
Vera clicked her tongue and entered the cave.
"Damn heretics cockblocked me from Withbel."
It was another chance.
To rub her cock against that chewy pussy and watch Withbel moan adorably.
'I-It’s a misunderstanding!'
Misunderstanding my ass.
She was rubbing her clit.
The sight ignited a filthy urge to ravage her, but she swallowed her tears and turned away.
Otherwise, the sea would become a nightmare for Lady Withbel forever.
She wanted to hand it to the knights and return to fondle Withbel's inverted nipples in her arms, but she couldn't.
She couldn't tell them.
Regression's constraint.
No spilling future events in exchange for turning back time.
Even if she did, they wouldn't hear.
So she had to handle it herself.
"What's that guy?!"
She swung her sword.
"Argh!"
She mercilessly cut down the emerging heretics, one by one.
She'd repeated this so many times, she had their lines memorized by appearance.
Even with hoods, she'd seen their faces mid-slash so often they felt familiar.
Whoosh!
An arrow from behind.
Vera dodged with a slight head tilt.
"Gah!"
The arrow missed her nape and hit the heretic in front instead.
Roughly the thirteenth time?
That arrow had killed her once.
Now she could dodge without looking.
Beyond mastery, she'd raided this cave dozens of times and memorized enemy patterns.
Where they popped out, what attacks they used.
She could navigate blind to the end.
Slash! Slash! Slash!
One at a time.
Heads rolling, she neared the cave's depths.
This was the crucial part.
In every timeline, heretics hid here plotting filth.
Summoning a demon.
The demon varied each time.
Idiots botching the ritual turned it into a lottery.
Sometimes a pathetic lesser demon, sometimes a catastrophe-bringing archfiend.
She really wasn't looking forward to whatever showed up this time.
"Haa..."
Hope it's a lesser one.
This loop felt promising.
Don't let an archfiend ruin everything.
Though she could smash one now anyway.
At the cave's end.
"Ooh! My king!"
"My king!"
Damn.
A king-class demon, far beyond archfiend level, was hauling its bulk out of the magic circle.