Chapter 34 : If You Want It, Come and Get It

In the vast, empty basement, the only sound was the breathing of two people.
Schiller was forced to maintain his position lying on the bed. Sweat soaked his clothes, but he couldn’t wipe it away with his hands.

The tickling sensation was almost maddening.

He gritted his teeth, his body exposed and defenseless before another person, desperately trying to suppress his fear so as not to scream.

And this feeling of fear was intensifying with the passing of time.

It is said that animals are restrained in this way while waiting to be slaughtered. However, the current situation was more like… some kind of R-rated game.

Just like that day, Sheryl’s small hands gently drew circles on Schiller’s chest. Her beautiful hair hung near Schiller’s nose, tickling him.

At this moment, she had cast aside all etiquette and composure, simply pressing her own weight onto Schiller.

“Phew…”

Schiller couldn’t help but take a deep breath to maintain his composure. Sheryl’s soft skin, her sweet scent, were destroying his sanity with every second.

“Wait, Lil, have you ever heard this proverb?”

“What?” Her voice was no longer cold, but laced with a sweet, coquettish charm.

“A melon plucked by force is not sweet!”

Schiller turned his face away, adopting a look of resolute determination.

“Heh heh, only I know how sweet a melon plucked by force can be.”

She reached out, and the cold touch sent a refreshing sensation through Schiller’s brain.

She forced Schiller to look into her eyes. Her silvery-gray pupils reflected only him.

The force wasn’t strong, but it possessed a strange, inescapable power.

“What do you see?”

Her flushed cheeks, her slightly eager voice, and those alluring, tender lips.

He swallowed, not answering the question.

‘I have to find a way to escape, or something terrible will happen!’

He wished he could grow a third hand, knock Sheryl out from behind, and then release himself.

‘No, not that hand! Don’t move!’

Since Sheryl thought he had been deceived, all he had to do was go along with her, right?

Perhaps there was still hope.

Sheryl’s current state was clearly abnormal. In fact, had she taken some strange drug?

Step one: free her from this strange “darkened” state.

Step two: get her to release him.

After organizing the situation in his mind, he already had a plan.

“Waaah, I was indeed deceived by Aileen!”

He deliberately made his voice sound as if he had just come to his senses, blinking his eyes to make them look teary.

“Schiller? You’re finally awake!”

Sheryl’s face lit up with joy, and she stopped her seductive physical assault.

“I have never felt my mind so clear.”

She lowered her head, brought her nose close to Schiller’s neck, and took a deep breath.

“A familiar… scent.”

“Say, what is Aileen to you?” She lifted her head, her sharp gaze locking onto his eyes, as if she could see through all lies. She smiled faintly.

“Heh heh, don’t even think about lying. I know, when Schiller lies, his eyes drift to the right.”

‘A stalker, this girl is definitely a stalker!’

‘You’ve met your match with me!’

Since he couldn’t lie, he would just tell the “truth.”

“Aileen is just a passerby, while Lil is the heroine!”

“…You’re not lying.”

“Heh heh, Schiller, honestly, saying such embarrassing things.”

“That’s right, it was Aileen, she gave me a drug called the Yuri virus!”

“I’m not mad at Schiller.” She gently placed Schiller’s head on the bed, then got up to fiddle with something.

‘I didn’t expect the crisis to be resolved so easily. I’ll just have to wrong Aileen a little later.’

After all, it was her fault for not administering the drug properly!

She helped Schiller’s upper body up and handed him a cup of pitch-black coffee.

‘Coffee?’

He only had bad memories of coffee.

“Why coffee?”

“Actually…” She fidgeted with her fingers, her face flushed with shyness. “I still don’t know how to make black tea, but coffee is much simpler.”

“Oh, oh.”

‘So Sheryl also had such a cute side. No, a young lady should be this cute!’

“Waaah, that damn Ophelia, I will definitely get my revenge!”

This was probably the nth time he had longed to see that Saintess again today.

Sheryl gently fed Schiller the coffee, spoonful by spoonful.

He didn’t think much of it, just passively drank.

“Ugh…”

“How is it?” Sheryl blushed, waiting for Schiller’s answer.

‘It doesn’t really taste like coffee, but perhaps it’s because it’s her first time making it and she’s not very good at it yet.’

“Yes, it’s delicious!” He squeezed out a smile.

“Heh heh, Schiller is really so gentle.” Perhaps she was aware of it herself, she showed a strange expression.

“Alright, I’m awake now, I’ve had the coffee, it’s time to let me go.”

“Uh, well, Lil, why haven’t you let me go yet?”

However, Sheryl was still slow to release him from his bonds.

“Release you? Don’t say such lonely things. More importantly, how do you feel now?”

She climbed back onto Schiller’s body, her eyes shimmering with—desire.

“!” Only then did Schiller feel a huge change in his body, or rather, a huge change in a certain part.

“That wasn’t coffee at all…”

“That’s right. It was basically just drug mixed with water.”

“Drug mixed with water! How much did you add…”

Perhaps he didn’t even need to say that. At this moment, the magnitude of his arousal said it all.

“If I don’t do this, Schiller won’t understand.”

“Don’t do this, you might get my body, but you can’t have my heart!”

“…I, I’m not interested in forcing you!”

Schiller roared. At this moment, he was grateful that his limbs were firmly bound. Otherwise, he might have been unable to resist and would have pounced on her long ago.

“Hmph! No, at least, I have to cover up that woman’s mark…”

Her vacant eyes were firmly locked on that spot.

“Yes, cover… it’s not enough. I have to make Schiller completely forget about that woman.”

“Because Schiller is too gentle, he’ll probably forgive her soon. But I can’t forgive her!”

Her voice suddenly rose, and the surging magic around her also indicated her anger at this moment.

“I can’t forgive anyone who hurts my family!” She gritted her teeth and said these words, leaving Schiller speechless.

“You probably don’t know, that day, the day I kissed you, I thought you were going to die…” Her voice was intermittent, as if recalling a distant past.

“I was so scared!” Her voice shook Schiller to the core, rendering all the flowery words he had prepared useless.

Yes, if someone was so worried about you, how could you respond with a light rejection?

“Perhaps, I was wrong from the beginning.”

Schiller thought to himself.

“So, even if you hate me, are afraid of me, I don’t care…”

Sheryl spoke with tears in her eyes, but she finished her words one by one, completely.

“But, the only thing I can’t accept is your disappearance!”

Perhaps sensing Schiller’s coldness towards her, she almost roared these words.

Sheryl, who had been forced to separate from her family since she was a child, cherished the existence of family more than anyone else.

“I understand, I won’t ignore you anymore,” Schiller said slowly, the cowardice in his eyes long gone. “But, I won’t yield.”

After all, this was a matter of a man’s pride.

“Lil, if you want it, you have to come and get it yourself!”