Extreme Sensitivity
...What should I do? I can't stand up like this. My pink patient pants are completely soaked. The moment I lift my butt off this chair, it'll be dead obvious. I know I'm high on drugs and incredibly aroused, but getting like this just from making eye contact is a bit much, don't you think?
The moment I felt my eyes lock with his deep blue, sky-like gaze, a sharp throb shot through my lower abdomen, draining all the strength from my legs. I barely managed to choke back a strange, hiccuping moan. Drugs are terrifying... Lucia's body was already ridiculously sensitive, but now it's on a whole different level. How sweet would it feel to slit my wrists in this state?
No. Now is not the time to be thinking about that. I usually just let myself get swept away by my impulses, so I completely underestimated the gravity of the situation. Lucia's raw instincts have collided with the catalyst of drugs, triggering a massive chemical reaction. Reginaaaaa... the antidote isn't working at all... What on earth did you inject into meeee... It throbs. In so many places. I squeezed my thighs tightly together and offered an awkward smile. Lucia's pelvis... is actually quite wide, which makes her butt pretty big too. If I press them together like this, at least the wet spot won't show.
"Sorry. You looked really focused. Did I interrupt you?"
Act natural. Yes, as casual as possible. I can't make a scene. Absolutely no scenes. No sudden outbursts like the bunny girl incident. Declaring myself a masochist heroine here of all places is... Hee-eut, Lucia doesn't know anything about that. Lucia is just a baby. Protect me.
To be completely honest, this situation is incredibly hot. Yujin is watching me while I'm practically panting in heat. I want to lose control. I want to lose control so badly. I want to reach a point where I don't have to comfort myself alone anymore. I want him to stroke my hair. I want him to rip my fingernails off with pliers. I want him to touch my breasts. I want him to pinch and pull my nipples. I want him to punch me in the stomach. I want him to step firmly on the arches of my feet. I want to suck on his fingers again. I want to get hot, so, so incredibly hot. But I can't. Not yet... I can't.
I wonder if there's even any point in trying to mimic the original novel's Lucia at this stage, but precisely because of the situation, I have to be extra careful. I don't know what has changed or how far the deviations go. So, caution, and more caution. For now, let's keep the fact that Lucia is a massive masochist a secret from everyone.
"No. If anything, I should be the one apologizing. I just had some things on my mind..."
"Don't worry about it. I only just got here myself."
Calm down. Stay calm, Lucia. Think of a way to salvage this. How do I get out of here without him realizing my pants are wet?
"Um, you're sweating a lot. Are your wounds still bothering you?"
"Mm-mm, I'm fine. My wounds are completely healed. Want to see?"
"Huh? Ah, no! It's fine!"
The moment I started pulling up my shirt, Yujin panicked and grabbed my hand. Eu-he-he... his palm is so hot... Don't just touch me like that. Lucia's body is ultra-sensitive right now! But why is he reacting like this all of a sudden? Since he definitely feels guilty about me getting hurt, I was just trying to show him I'm all healed up to ease his heavy heart a bit...
Ah.
I realized what I was doing a second too late. Ugh... I almost showed him Lucia's precious places, which have never been seen by anyone before. Get a grip. Has the drug completely rotted your brain? Trying to strip in front of a guy... N-No! Don't look at Lucia with those eyes! It's only making me more excited! I can't let him find out yet!
"M-My wounds are all healed, but... I guess you could say I haven't fully recovered... That's why I haven't been discharged yet."
Better not mention that I can't leave because I'm completely drugged up. And absolutely do not mention that the drug has turned me into a panting, horny mess. If I slip up even a little, I feel like I might just pounce on him... Well, I don't really want to lose my virginity like that. You feel the same, right? I much prefer being ravished to doing the ravishing. Especially if it's forced—that would be the absolute best. So, if possible, I'd love for you to grab my wrists right now, pin me down on the bed, violently tear my clothes off, and...
Eu-heng.
My sanity only returned after Yujin let go of my hand. Actually, maybe it hadn't fully returned. I stared blankly at Yujin's hand, lost in thought. Would he get mad if I asked him to let me suck on his fingers?
Ugh...
Now is really not the time for these thoughts. Think of a way out of this situation. How do I explain away my underwear... my pants being wet?
"Yujin, how are you feeling? Are you okay?"
I am perfectly fine right now. I am not high, and I am definitely not in heat. Even though my mind is that of a man, I didn't have even a shred of a thought about wanting to bite another man's finger. ...Good. I'm perfectly fine... Lucia is perfectly fine... completely normal...
"Luckily, I wasn't seriously hurt. I'm recovering fast too... I heard I should be discharged within a week."
"Yeah, that's a relief. Honestly, I'm so glad. I was really worried. I kept thinking, what if you were badly hurt?"
That was the absolute truth, without a single hint of falsehood. I worried about Yujin's safety more than anyone else's. Of course I did. If something happened to the protagonist, this world would be doomed.
"Um... Lucia."
Yujin called my name. My reflection was mirrored in his clear eyes. After hesitating for a moment, lost in thought, Yujin seemed to steel his resolve and spoke with a heavy tone.
"...Thank you."
"Hmm?"
"Back then, I let my guard down. I was so drunk on the achievement of defeating a high-ranking monster that I didn't pay attention to my surroundings. It was entirely my mistake. If only I had noticed something was wrong sooner..."
Well, I don't know about that. Who could have predicted that a decapitated monster would come back to life? Even Siul, a veteran hero, didn't see it coming, so how could a first-year academy student? Guilt cast a dark shadow over Yujin's face. Telling him it wasn't his fault probably wouldn't bring him any comfort, would it? Ah, now that his head is lowered, I can see the back of his neck so clearly. It's glistening with sweat...
"If you hadn't saved me, I definitely would have died there. Thank you. And I'm sorry. I'm sorry I made you go through all that pain because of me..."
Eu-he-he-he... I hate thinking like this... Why do I care about some guy's neck? I feel so much self-loathing for getting turned on by something like that... but then that self-loathing triggers my sense of shame, which only turns me on more... God, is this a perpetual motion machine of degeneracy? Seriously. Lucia is such a pervert. And so am I. Yujin is saying something really serious, but it's completely going in one ear and out the other. What did he say again? How should I respond? Ugh, just wing it.
"Well... in that case."
I forced my trembling facial muscles to form a smile. Hopefully, it didn't look too weird.
"Since we've saved each other once now, does that mean the wish coupon is canceled out?"
"Ah... oh, yeah. I guess so?"
What's with that face? He looks oddly disappointed. Am I just imagining things?
"But I still owe you one more debt."
"A debt? To me?"
"Yeah."
You burned my limbs for me, after all. If anyone else had seen that, it would have caused a massive uproar. Yeah, that was a huge favor. So, in other words...
"The wish coupon is still valid."
Keeping my legs pressed firmly against the chair, I leaned my upper body forward. Without realizing it, I grabbed Yujin's hand. It really was big. Firm, calloused... the exact opposite of Lucia's small, soft hands.
"What kind of wish do you want to make?"
Anything is fine. I'll gladly obey any order you give me.
Yujin's lips parted, but no sound came out, only a soft breath of air. His face was bright red. It looked like all the blood in his body had rushed straight to his head. Is he angry? Or... is he excited? Since Yujin seems to prefer girls with Aris's body type, is it the former? But he doesn't really have a reason to be angry, does he? Strange...
"You don't have to tell me right now. You can save it. Whenever you think of a wish, just let me know. Okay? I'm the type of person who absolutely has to repay my debts."
I pulled back for a moment. I let go of his hand too. It wasn't for Yujin's sake, but my own. I hate myself for getting excited just from holding a guy's hand. Lucia is way too much of a female. But right now, I am Lucia, aren't I? I refuse to succumb to this kind of feminization. Like hell I will. Even if the day comes when I'm held by a man, it will only be to enjoy the shame. In other words, it's basically just masturbation. You might be able to conquer my body, but you will never conquer my mind...!
"By the way..."
My mind felt fuzzy from all the self-loathing. But as my excitement peaked, a strange sense of calm washed over me instead. I guess extremes really do meet...
"It's kind of hot in here. I'm sweating a lot too."
I said, grabbing the collar of my pink patient shirt and fanning it. I actually was hot, but this was also the setup for my plan to resolve this situation. My body temperature was sky-high from the drugs and arousal, so fanning myself like this felt incredibly refreshing as the sweat cooled down.
"Yujin."
I smiled brightly and asked.
"Could I have some water?"
"...Water? Sure, of course..."
On the left side of the bed, on the folding overbed table, sat a water bottle. Yujin picked it up and held it out to me. His fingertips were trembling slightly, but I figured it was just because he hadn't fully recovered from his injuries yet. I swallowed hard. I only had one shot at this. I reached out to take the bottle from him. Then, pretending to grab it, I deliberately loosened my grip. The bottle, which had already half-left Yujin's hand, tumbled over. Naturally, all the water inside spilled out, completely soaking my patient clothes. Perfect. Just as planned.
"Ah... I-I'm sorry!"
Yujin apologized in a panic, clearly thinking it was his mistake. Idiot. I did it on purpose. So you don't need to apologize.
"No, it's fine. It was my fault."
The pink fabric darkened instantly. The wet patient clothes clung tightly to my skin. It made my breasts stand out way too much... but whatever, who cares! Problem solved. Now I have a perfect excuse for my wet underwear. What's that? My pants are damp? Oh, it's just water. What on earth were you thinking? You pervert.