"She died… for a moment—ufff…I was really scared when her heart stopped beating for that instant. Rather than dragging her into decay, I feel like I almost dragged her into the afterlife… ugh, I don't want to go through that again…"
After a moment, I felt her breathing return and snatched her from the clutches of death, and I was finally able to calm down.
Although she was obviously unconscious and couldn't continue. If she couldn't... but I...
"Hmm... her being unconscious shouldn't be a problem for.... Hey!"
Ssssffshhh!
"Haah..haaahh~!"
"Uegh!, huuufff~"
What the hell was that?. No, more than that!
At that moment, Iris and I suddenly separated. Realization and confusion hit me all at once, but mainly I felt an overwhelming urge to vomit.
I looked around, spotted a small basket, and grabbed it.
"Bleggghh!"
Only gastric juice came out; I hadn't eaten anything since I reincarnated. It was a horrible feeling.
"Bleggghh... uff, honey, I think I'm going to reincarnate again, I'm seeing a light... make sure you follow me later."
I heard Iris's voice, who also seemed to be nauseous and vomiting. I glanced briefly at her, but unlike me, she wasn't lucky enough to find a basket to contain it; the room was already a mess, and she made it worse.
Fff~... let's see, I have to calm down.
This was unpredictable. I didn't expect Iris to finally find a way to merge us.
That state was strange, and I still don't fully understand it. It was like it was me, but at the same time it wasn't. The transition was so smooth and natural that I didn't even feel it.
Even when I had internal struggles, it wasn't as if the personalities were partially divided; it was more like a natural internal struggle, like any individual.
Even I have many of those, like when I asked Iris for a divorce: I really didn't want to, but I felt I had to. It was an arduous and difficult struggle with myself until I said it.
The system said it would end when both parties agreed, but in that state there were no both parties.
It wasn't until a serious contradiction arose—what to do with Azalea, who had just been brought back from the dead—that I felt a strong dissonance that separated us.
Until that moment, we were truly a perfectly matched being, values, thoughts, memories... everything fit so well that even remembering it gives me chills from how absurd it felt.
But it seemed like I was the only one who thought that way.
"Ugh! False alarm, it was just the ceiling light... I'll live... phew~, I felt like I almost spat out my intestines. Phew~, but that was great!. Honey, I've never thought so fast, how do you do it? It's like everything else is happening in slow motion, it was great! When we recover, let's try again, but first let's eat something; I don't want to throw up my guts again. Oh, and what do we do with this sexy MILF? Let's wait for her to wake up so we can continue?"
"Are you serious?"
No, well, she obviously means it. That's what divided us. I don't know how she can even think about continuing, I still feel the urgency of barely being able to bring her back to life; we almost killed her in a horrible way.
The situation is really bad, damn it! Right now she looks like she went through an orgy with a hundred men, how the hell did so much come out... no, that's not important right now.
"What? oh!(⊙o⊙). So after all this you want to do it now that she's still unconscious? I've experienced it myself, it's not that bad. If we don't overdo it, she'll wake up curiously satisfied."
Well, that's kind of my fault. But she's a stranger, and we've already overdid it, no matter how you look at it! What we did to her is too much.
"No, that's not the point. No… I don't even know what the main point is. Everything here is as bad as it can be.... Let's see: we need to get organized before this woman—who, to make it clear to you, 'is a complete stranger we've assaulted to this extent—wakes up. Let's clean her up and straighten this place."
First we have to put things in order, and then try to fix it as best we can. I need to think, with what little I have, about the possible consequences and what might be going through this woman's mind, and bring this to a good end, where we don't get arrested.
"But it was consensual, and she said we could go all the way, she even threatened us. And if she wakes up, it would be better, so we can continue and—"
"No. Let's end it here. And don't even think about starting the fusion again, or I'll really get angry next time."
"Booo! (￣)3￣) How boring! Well, but I still feel unsatisfied, so later you'll do it to me until... oh, now that I think about it, we lost our virginity in this life together, but not to each other? How crazy, Hmmm... but am I still a virgin? ... hmm... do I have to..."
"Love, don't get distracted, this is not the time for this. let's settle things here..., we'll do it later, hmm, and as you want it, even if you faint, I'll continue."
"Yeah! But before I actually go unconscious, I want to pretend I'm unconscious. I feel amazing and expect nothing less than what we did to her, huehuehue!... Okay, I'm going to clean her up and change her."
In the end, the two of us picked her up and carried her to a tub, which was part of the room for different types of baths that aid in massage.
I thought that someday the day would come when I would have to hide a dead body; luckily, that day was not today... maybe.
But I feel like carrying the unconscious Azalea between the two of us is good preparation for the future.
She was really hard to grab, slippery from different fluids all over her, but with difficulty, between the two of us we were able to carry her and put her in the tub.
"Love, clean her thoroughly, both inside and out, and don't do anything inappropriate to her, or we won't do anything later."
"Yes, I will, wait, I won't! Hmm, I'll do my best to clean her up."
Well, if she already said she would, that's fine. Now I had to clean up the mess we made, but searching through the memory the system gave me, there were no cleaning supplies anywhere in this place.
"System, where can I get cleaning supplies? Do I have to go outside and buy them?"
[No, user, the premises have a cleaning and restoration function. Just specify what you want to do and it will be done, and depending on the level, an amount will be charged.]
"Amount? How much would that be? In what kind of currency?"
[Calculated: superficial cleaning only... 0 Myrr!]
"Okay, that's convenient. Does this include humans as well?"
[That's correct, user. The customer was taken into account.]
"Okay, clean here, clean us and the customer, everything clean except your belongings."
[Performing cleaning functions.]
Suddenly, dirt such as white stains and other things, along with vomit, disappeared. That cleared up one of the tasks, giving me more leeway.
"Love, the system cleaned her up, just give her an aromatic bath."
"Oh, that's why all the dirt suddenly disappeared, great."
"Also give her a restorative massage, use the masseuse skill, I don't think it's like the techniques."
"Okay, honey, leave it to me."
Well, that took care of one of the urgent problems. Now I have to think about the priority, including the mission I can't fail.
I really don't like being guided this way, at the cost of threats. That's something really unpleasant for me, to the point that, regardless of the consequences, I would refuse to do anything.
But it wasn't just my life at stake; if it was for Iris, I had to play along with this thing.
However, I swear that the moment I find an opportunity, I will make this thing, or whatever is threatening us, pay for it.
For now, I have to play by their rules.
"System, can you give me a quick and clear summary of what the missions are and the requirements for placing a lethargy stigma? You can answer this, right? ...
It was the critical question now, and I needed to know the answer. Depending on that, I would act with the appropriate urgency given Azalea's current situation.
It could be something normal, like losing a customer, or something critical, like costing us our lives.
Ah!, I also have to ask if contraceptives exist... damn it! I really went crazy.
[That's correct, user. To begin with, the function of missions is...]
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"Huaaah... uhmm~! Why do I feel so good? Wait, where? Hmmm... I went out in the morning and while I was wandering around, I saw a massage parlor... ah!... aaah! Oh, no!... no, no, no!"
She got up from the massage bed, looking very comfortable. Then she looked around, not quite understanding, and seemed to start piecing together what had happened, slowly losing her composure.
I was kneeling on the floor in front of her, looking at her intently. I needed to understand her state of mind.
"Um, L-Lady, I'd appreciate it if you didn't make too much noise..."
"Huh? You! Yes, you! What did you do? What did I do! ... You, massage me, me, me... Ah! Massage!"
She's not being aggressive and she's entering a state of confusion, that's good, it's the third best scenario, I have to make the most of this initial confusion.
"Lady, please don't scream. if Iris... Iris... sniff... Iris! snifff, I'm sorry, forgive me. Even though I was forced to do it, sniff, I'm sorry."
I'm really crying. Is it because of my skill? Well, that's something I have to keep in mind.
Understanding how I had to act, I began to express my regret to Iris, whom, in fact, I had to scold a moment ago because she wanted to try to pull out the nipples that had gone back in. I had to send her upstairs.
Well, I just mentioned her to make it seem like a trigger for my guilt, to make it seem like only now was I also understanding what I had done.
I remembered what the system told me and I made up my mind that this was no longer just about preventing us from becoming criminals charged with assault.
My goal is to get this woman to have a high level of affection for me, something that seems hardly realistic with everything that happened, but I have to do it no matter what, using all my resources.
"ah!? I... I didn't?... Oh! At that moment I..."
Yes, question yourself, think only about the cause of this
The first thing was to free myself from responsibility for everything that had happened, but I couldn't just throw it all at her; that could generate a defensive reaction and make her blame me, bringing up arguments about everything I did wrong. That would be fatal for everything.
I had to make her ask herself if it really was her fault. In this moment of initial confusion, that was key.
It was really good that at that moment I was rational enough to leave this as a certainty, despite my lust.
I... or rather 'we' did everything we wanted with her, but that doesn't change the fact that at first she basically forced me, under threat.
I don't know how much she remembers about what happened, but she will definitely remember the beginning when everything was clearer, and I have to use that as an anchor.
Honestly, Iris and I did a lot of highly questionable things there, and I think she has every right to feel outraged, even to the point of feeling assaulted.
That would be the plain truth: what we did was wrong, to the point of being indefensible.
Even so, I had to do everything possible to keep her from thinking that way, to make her see only the good, and giving her responsibility is the key to that.
That would make her focus on the consequences and thoughts of the present and the future, and that's where the real issue would begin.