Chapter 1 part2 (1/2)
(PART 2)
Contains a bit of NSFW contents.
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[Ahaahn… Nicole, there, so good~ More, push there more~]
[…This s.l.u.t.]
Dis.h.i.+veled hair and flying sweat.
Heat was emitted from the overlapping bodies.
Perverse sounds could be heard from the junction, with occational panting sounds following after.
[Aah, aah,… that’s because… Nicole’s is awesome..]
[Lower your voice. What if the madam hears you?]
As I said it quickly, I took off the stained ap.r.o.n and forced it in his mouth.
[N, ngh]
I was just using him to relieve myself.
I merely opened the front of my pants, but the young man who came out from the kitchen was crawling in all fours with his a.s.s facing towards me while being f.u.c.ked.
This b.i.t.c.h.
When I repeatedly pushed on his prostate, the young man covered his mouth, as if he was about to let out a cry.
Even though there’s a person here who’s dying.
I might be cursed at, but those who perpetrated it are also guilty.
The thought of wanting to turn your eyes away from the miserable body that is only bone and skin, even trivial things will not be an excuse.
Doing such terrible things just to avoid seeing that miserable body that’s only skin and bones is just unacceptable.
…Recently, he’s been vomiting blood continuosly.
Sheryl-sama won’t survive for long.
n.o.body was saying it, but that’s an undeniable fact.
The name of the disease diagnosed three months after birth is not unknown in this country, it is a difficult intractable disease which has no treatment as of the present.
Both his parents and older brother, and also all the servants working in this house all knew about this.
That’s why, when my grandfather appointed me as his servant, I felt nothing but anger.
Just why wasn’t I apponted to the healthy big brother, but to the little brother who’s only waiting or his death.
However, I was not allowed to refuse, so even though I was completely against it, I still did my duties properly, though it probably shows on my face.
Because we were left alone, I was able to make time for my current activity.
[Ngh, nhh, nn]
[How unproductive.]
Both the me right now, and him who’s lying on the bed.
While bearing my weight, I gripped his waist and proceeded on to the last spurt.
He was saying “No no” at first.
While maintaining his pose, our skins touch each other, I can feel his bod’s temperature.
Even without knowing how much longer he can live, he’s still experiencing what living means.
As he was losing consciusness, a smile slightly appeared on his mouth. Even while being eroded with pain, it’s a laughable act.
There are no words, even when his body stiffens from time to time due to his illness, he’s still able to manage a smile.
Everytime, I become aware of it.
Of my own helplessness.
[Nguu, nghu, nn~!]
[U,uu]
I thrust in up to the hilt, then released my s.e.m.e.n insde.
As I was squeezed between the undulating inner wall, I breathed out deeply after finis.h.i.+ng my business…
The act after that was quick.
I wiped myself of the remaining s.e.m.e.n stuck on myself after pulling out, and placed the used cloth on his pcket.
All that’s left is to close my pants. The sweat will probably dry by itself.
I opened the the windows which were closed to prevent the sound from leaking, and ventilated the room with wind magic.
When I took a glance at the young man who’s a.s.s is still up in the air, I clicked my tongue.
[Hurry up and return to the kitchen, you idiot.]
[….How mean..]
I was thinking of kicking the young man who was looking at me with teary eyes, when I noticed something unbelievable.
[Sheryl-sama?]
The moment he heard my words, the young man panickly gathered his clothes and fled from the room without dressing up properly.
I wanted to say that he shouldn’t have been here in the first place, but I’m guilty of the same offense so I put that at the back of my head.
[Sheryl-sama’s movements stopped after that.]
His fingertip seemed to have moved, but that does not probably mean that he’s awake.
Just how much longer will I be able to see him open his eyes again, I wonder.
My body might feel refreshed, but my heart still feels heavy.
I hid the gloomy feelings inside my heart and gazed at my master.
Hollowed cheeks and sunken eyesockets. There’s not even a shadow of his mother’s beauty that he’s inheritted.
Even his red hair which, just like his older brother, he’s taken from his father couldn’t stand the illness’s attack and has turned white.
There’re no wrinkles on his face, but with his appearance, it’s hard to tell the difference.
[Sheryl-sama…]
Just how many times did I call out his name, even I have lost count.
No matter how opposed I was before, this name has now become the name of my one and only master.
Withered from pain and when I try to wake him up, he could only groan, however, I still want to keep on serving him for a long time, even if it sounds cruel. (TN: Yeah, when he’s suffering so much and you don’t know what he’s thinking about… that finding is indeed unavoidable.)
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Hmmm, this guy… is probably Nicole, on this scene..
I don’t recognize the other one, though. Is it just a hallucination created by my brain? I think so.
In the memory, terms such as “BL” or “h.o.m.o” exists, but the me rigt now is having a hard time digesting it.
Even though I had no idea what they’re doing while overlapping each other, it’s annoying for the memory to give me an answer, and also irritating. (TN: The MC’s eyes have now been tainted.. tsk)
At that moment, in the s.p.a.ce where the darkness spreads, I was. .h.i.t by the feeling that the sparks were scattered.
Within my illness’s memory lane(?), I discovered something what the “Chinese” called “Qi”, I wonder if it can be used against illnesses.
I return my attention to the memory.
It’s the driving force for daily life activities. It gathers in the lower abdomen and extends to the distal end via meridian.
I imagined that flow as if it’s Mana.