Arahan's Obsession
Arahan's condition was off. He had never thought she was entirely normal to begin with. She always teased him, delighting in his reactions. But it had all stayed within the bounds of sanity. The Arahan before him now felt like something inside her had snapped loose—something ominous and unknowable about Rowen.
The gentle woman who had always stayed by his side had now bound his arms and pinned him down. He couldn't move. The overwhelming difference in their physical strength left him flustered, but more than that, he worried about her unstable state.
"...Are you really okay?"
Arahan felt ecstasy at his question. His condition was precarious. His mental fortitude had been whittled away by one misfortune after another. For the past month, she had been careful around him. And now, he was worrying about her! It was so kind of him. She had grown frustrated with his recent prickliness, but moments like this reminded her that his true nature hadn't changed. She loved everything about him. She could understand him. She was the only one in the world who could.
When others spat curses calling him a bastard, she had comforted him. Yes, all he needed by his side was her.
Just me. That's all he needs.
Deep in Arahan's heart, the fragile thread holding onto her reason finally let go at his kindness. As always, she had been savoring him while he slept. Of course, she never crossed that final line—but it was getting harder and harder to hold back. It had been six whole years. Arahan had endured for six years.
And now, she and Rowen were traveling alone together. With the man she adored. For Arahan, being alone with him like this was an opportunity she couldn't resist. She had tried to hold back, of course. But thinking of the years when other women would start showing interest in him made her teeth grind.
It had happened just recently, too. That Wendy or whatever her name was? That pathetic little mage bitch and her two brats had come sniffing around, pretending to worry about Rowen. She could overlook Varus and Rigur. But that fox-like woman—didn't she understand Arahan's intentions?
Rowen had been right there, so she held her tongue... but.
'I'm still anxious,' she had said.
Of course, he had promised to stay by her side—but empty words were hard to trust. It wasn't that she doubted him, but she needed something, anything, to bind him to her. An 'opportunity' to connect them.
"How do you feel right now, Young Master?"
"...Really damn confused."
"Is that so? Then get used to it."
"What?"
Rowen couldn't make sense of her words at all. She had said she was just washing his back, so he had allowed the shared bath. But her current demeanor felt like...
"...The problem is how kind you are, Young Master."
"You... "
"You go around radiating that charm, and foxes stick to you."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Didn't I tell you to stay still? Today, entrust everything to me."
She's really going to devour me! Rowen thought. It was a pure, unadulterated fear. And yet, he couldn't look away. Her appearance was too dizzying. Especially the soft stimulation pressing against the center of his lower body—it embarrassed him even more.
"Ahh... Young Master, Young Master, Young Master, Young Master..."
"W-Wait a second!"
"...Did you just push me away?"
"Finally got loose... Arahan, calm down a bit. Let's talk this out..."
"Ahh... No. You can't leave me, Young Master. No... no no no no no..."
Arahan stared at Rowen with a shocked expression. He had pushed her away. He had promised to stay by her side forever... And yet he had broken free of her hold. This couldn't be happening. He seemed on the verge of vanishing far away. She knew it wasn't true, but her mind filled with impure thoughts anyway.
"...Young Master. You're my Young Master alone, right?"
"Hey, Arahan, I have no idea what you're talking about right now? So just calm down..."
"I'm perfectly calm."
Arahan bound Rowen again. Not with physical strength. Powerful chains erupted from invisible space, wrapping tightly around his body. Rowen tried to recall rune language to break free, but...
"...What the!?"
"Hehe, it won't come loose."
Something was blocking his interference. The cause was Arahan herself. She didn't particularly want to explain it to him right now, so she kept quiet. Besides, even if she told him, he couldn't break it anyway. For now, it was enough to know that Arahan's unique ability blocked mana interference.
Arahan's obsession had grown overwhelmingly powerful.
"...You should've just stayed still from the start."
"Wait... mmpf!"
Arahan unleashed the desires she had been holding back. Apologies could come later. For this moment, she wanted all his nerves focused on her. The soft sensation pressed against his chest. Rowen jerked back at the sudden kiss, but he couldn't. His tightly bound body already belonged to her.
"Haa..."
Arahan licked her lips sensually, as if in rapture. A sticky thread of saliva stretched between them.
"Hehe, surprised?"
"...What the hell did you just do?"
"A kiss, obviously."
"...Why the hell would you kiss me... mmpf!"
Arahan silenced Rowen's protests. Naturally, she slipped her tongue in to savor him. Now she understood why lovers obsessed over kisses.
How can it be this sweet...!
Arahan steadied her dazed mind and looked at Rowen. Then, stroking him, she spoke.
"Do you remember your promise to me, Young Master?"
"Promise?"
"...I knew you would."
Rowen racked his brain. A promise? No matter how he thought about it, he hadn't made any promise with Arahan. Was he missing something? Forgetting? He was just confused.
A promise... Unable to bear it, Arahan sighed deeply. Then she whispered to him.
"The words you said before the army of frost. Do you remember?"
"...Ah."
Rowen finally recalled it.
"You clearly said you'd grant me anything."
"Yeah, but..."
"Hehe, I'll use that wish now."
Arahan cut off his words immediately. She had no intention of listening, nor did she need to. Right now, she just needed something to keep them from separating. Arahan resolved herself. She would create that bond here and now.
"It might hurt a little."
"...Hurt what?"
Silence.
Arahan fell silent for a moment. Then she brushed back his hair to meet his eyes. His month-untouched locks partially covered them, like a sealed heart—it irked her.
"You have no idea how much I worry about you, Young Master."
"..."
"I don't blame you. You're the one who's hurt more than anyone."
But.
"At least don't close your heart to me."
"I haven't."
"No. You tried to push me away just now. That means I'm a burden to you."
"...That was different. The situation was..."
"Shut up. I only need you, Young Master. No one else... Just you... as long as I have you!"
It shouldn't matter... So why?
"Even when I go this far, you push me away? Was your promise to stay by my side a lie? Every morning, seeing you in agony tears at my heart. Do you know how that makes me feel, just watching?"
"W-Wait... Arahan?"
Ignoring Rowen's attempts to stop her, Arahan poured out the thoughts she had hidden all this time. Like water spilling from a broken jar. Consumed by obsession and love, she gazed intently at Rowen.
"Hehe, you're better off not dwelling on your pain, Young Master. It only deepens the wounds. Instead of that, look only at me. Think only of the time we spend together. Then surely, happy days will follow!"
"...I don't want to hurt you."
"That consideration shakes my heart. That noble side is mine... mine alone. Wendy! That fucking bitch is lurking outside! It's your fault for being so damn attractive. With vixens like her clinging on, how can I not worry?"
Arahan hugged Rowen tighter. The pressure was enough to make breathing difficult. Her soap-slick breasts kept stimulating him, driving him mad.
"Arahan, calm down. I was wrong!"
"You're mine, Young Master. You promised to always stay by my side... You can't leave."
"Yeah, I'll always be by your side. So..."
"Ah... yes, let's cross that line right now!"
"...What?"
Rowen thrashed with all his might. Honestly, she was perfect, inside and out. Even with memories of his past life, falling for her temptation was natural. But the method was wrong. Her 'condition' was off. A dangerously intense obsession dominated her.
Rowen couldn't understand what she saw in him. Was he that appealing to a top-tier adventurer like her? No. If he were that strong, why fight Arkanthia head-on instead of these cowardly raids? Unlike his past life, his current weak self held no allure for Arahan.
Had he done her some great favor? No. To her, he was just the young master and disciple she served. She saw it differently, but Rowen couldn't think otherwise. Of course, he remembered her usual playful remarks. But now he knew they weren't jokes anymore. Not after reaching this point...
He wasn't so dense as to misunderstand her feelings. Arahan, meanwhile, thought him oblivious. She had hinted so subtly, yet he never took the bait. So she had no choice but to resort to these extreme measures.
"Stay by my side. Look only at me. If you do, I'll do anything. It'll be happy days for sure. Ahh... I love you love you love you love you love you love you...! If you want revenge, this Arahan will lend her strength anytime. If you wish, I'll serve you devotedly every night. Anything you desire..."
Arahan stared straight into Rowen's eyes. Piercingly. Her near-mad obsession neared completion. Six years was short yet agonizingly long. She was remarkable for enduring it.
Arahan pressed tight against him, crossing her legs and arms to bind him further. Even with the chains, she did this for a simple reason.
"Let's feel each other."
"Ngh..."
"...Now, Young Master, you'll be the one to take my purity. Then you'll never escape me for life. Don't be so scared. Endure the first part, and it'll feel good for both of us."
"Arahan..."
"Ahh... calling my name so tenderly, you've made this Arahan a little wet."
"What's so great about me? I'm weak. I couldn't even save my family. What's good about a pathetic idiot lashing out under the excuse of revenge?"
Arahan felt Rowen's emotions. His sadness. It only made her obsess more. She could embrace even this side of him. Unlike other women, she could love his flaws. Her mind filled with thoughts of becoming one with him.
Ahh...! Even his self-loathing is adorable. This Arahan might really be in danger now.
A chill ran down Rowen's spine.
"Young Master?"
"...Yeah."
"Stop talking now. I'm getting... angry. Just shut up and stay close to me."
"Ugh..."
"Hehe, you promised to grant my wish, so this Arahan will make it now."
Arahan pressed close to his ear.
"Haa..."
Her short breath made him flinch. It was cute. Lovable. She felt as if she was born solely to love him. She licked him. Inhaled his scent. His body, half-washed with soap, smelled only fragrant. But knowing her breasts had cleansed him excited her beyond measure.
Arahan couldn't hold back. His somewhat lifeless eyes. Her mind already full of him, she didn't restrain herself. She whispered her wish like a plea.
"...First, do you prefer boys or girls?"