Why Are You Becoming a Villain Again?-Chapter 132: Side Story - A Silent Competition (4)

Judy followed behind Cayden, who walked ahead with bold, confident strides.

Her head was spinning.

She had been the one to provoke him, claiming he wasn't impotent - but now that the moment had arrived, she felt utterly confused.

When he said, let's go inside, had he meant it just to get out of the cold... or had he meant to take things further?

She wanted to ask which it was, but Judy didn't have the courage.

Honestly, even when she first made that teasing remark, she'd had to muster a great deal of bravery, disguising it as a joke.

She couldn't ask something like, “Are we going inside... to hold each other?" anymore.

In truth, there wasn't even a need to ask.

She was just anxious and curious - that was all. The outcome would reveal itself if she simply followed him.

As they reached a familiar fork in the corridor of the citadel, Judy felt a tight squeeze in her chest.

If they turned left, they'd reach her room, and she'd have to wait until next time with Cayden...

But if they went right - that way led to the room of the head of House Mels.

Judy swallowed hard.

In truth, she was simply acting on instinct. As always with Cayden, her body moved before her words.

Maybe it was a knight's habit. She'd trained her body to react before anything else.

So yes, she had indeed spoken with the thought of sleeping with him in mind... but she had no plan beyond that.

It would be her first time - she didn't know how anything worked.

All she knew was the most basic idea: the union of two bodies.

She had no idea how to set the mood. Where to put her hands. Where to look. What she should do for Cayden. When the actual act would begin. Or what came after.

She knew absolutely nothing.

She had dared to ask him to hold her- but now she was afraid.

And so, she was overwhelmed with complicated feelings.

A desire for him... a refusal to lose to the other women anymore... a longing to connect with him physically.

At the same time, fear... a wish to put it off just a little longer.

She kept her eyes fixed on Cayden's back as he walked ahead. It was easier this way - to leave all the decision-making to him. She had already done her part.

So she stopped walking, waiting to see what Cayden would do... and silently, he turned right.

He didn't say follow me or see you tomorrow. He just walked on. No request, no command.

"?"

For a moment, Judy felt like the choice had been handed back to her.

Was he giving her the option?

But now... she really was scared. And since she had been the one to suggest it, she worried she'd seem too forward, too eager. She didn't want to leave a bad impression.

Even though they had trained and joked around together as fellow knights, even with all the clumsy and awkward moments they'd shared, she still wanted to be someone he could admire.

"1

Her mind froze. She couldn't even call out to him. And before she knew it, Cayden had vanished down the right corridor, leaving her all alone.

Should she go after him?

She thought about it... but in the end, she gave up.

She had used up all her courage for the day. She had no strength left to try again.

If he truly wanted her, he would've pulled her along.

With a heavy heart, Judy turned to head left-

"Where are you going?"

A voice hit her like a blow to the chest.

She looked up, and there was Cayden again, reappearing as if he had never left-calling out to her.

"...You're supposed to follow me. Where are you going?"

-Thump. Thump. Thump.

Her heart began to pound. Cayden's choice was now crystal clear.

Tonight, she would give him her virginity.

****

As soon as Judy stepped into the room, she moved stiffly, like a doll, and gently sat down on a nearby chair.

It wasn't like I knew much either - it was my first time too - but I couldn't help thinking, Was there really a need to sit on a chair?

"...Judy?"

"...Y-Yeah?"

She answered, clearly tense.

Just like before, and probably just like it'll always be, when Judy is scared, I'll be the one to find courage. And when Judy is nervous, I'll act calm.

Even though it was my first time too and my heart was pounding, I pretended to be unfazed and gently guided her.

I sat on the edge of my bed and lightly patted the spot next to me.

"...Come sit here."

Judy didn't respond right away. She took a deep breath and suddenly stood, walking over to sit beside me.

There was still quite a bit of space between us.

That space - would have to be closed with words, one step at a time.

But before that, I decided to start with something more ordinary. Nothing would go well in a mood this stiff.

"...Judy, are you uncomfortable here in any way?"

"...Huh?"

"Asena and Keirsey are close to their hometown, and Daisy-I've seen her more often lately. But with you... I feel like I haven't been paying enough attention."

"I'm new to this too, so unless you tell me, I won't know. They say communication is important, right?"

"...Lately... aside from what you mentioned earlier, not really."

"What specifically?"

"Just... I get jealous. I don't want to compare everything, but... like you said, it feels like you care the least about me."

My chest began to ache for no reason.

"...That was never my intention. I'm sorry."

"...No. I mean, how can anyone be perfectly fair to everyone? That's just not realistic. This is just... me being lacking. I still feel so small and insignificant... I guess I'm scared I'm not someone who deserves love."

"Why would you think you're insignificant, Judy? What are you even saying?"

Her clear eyes gazed into mine.

A daughter of House Ice - a lady others would see as being in a prestigious position... but inside, she carried deep pain.

She came to me to be happy, to smile - but she was anxious because I hadn't been attentive enough.

Thinking back, I should have been thinking of her more than anyone.

A wave of pity swept over me, and I reached out my hand.

She didn't resist as my fingers touched her cheek.

"...One day, you won't think that way anymore. I hope you can see yourself the way I see you."

She gave a small, faint smile.

"...Thank you, Cayden. This... this is what I mean. This is why I want to be by your side... why I get jealous."

A gentle warmth wrapped around us like a soft blanket.

As I closed the space between us, I naturally leaned in and kissed her.

Our tongues gently brushed, the slippery sensation dancing between us.

Neither of us said a word - we simply laid ourselves down on the bed.

Following instinct, I slowly placed my hand over her chest.

"...Uh!"

Judy flinched, curling up slightly in embarrassment.

It was my first time, too- so I couldn't say I had much confidence. But every one of her innocent reactions gave me room to breathe.

I couldn't help but laugh softly at how adorable she was, and I asked:

"...Should I stop?"

Then I gently squeezed her breast in my hand.

The soft sensation made my heart race like it might burst - but probably not as much as Judy's.

If I focused, I could almost feel her rapid heartbeat through her chest.

"Ca...Cayden..."

She let out a shallow, breathless sound, like she was cornered, then nervously made a suggestion.

"...Sh-Should we shower first?"

"What?"

"I-I think it'd be better if we wash up first..."

"Why?"

She hesitated, fumbling for words, then looked up at me with sparkling eyes and said,

"...I might smell... I was sweating earlier."

At that, I brought my nose close to her collarbone.

"...Hhn..."

She shrank back again at the motion. As I opened my eyes slightly, I saw the fine hairs on her neck standing on end.

That reaction gave me a little more room to breathe. I slowly traced my nose from her collarbone up to her neck, inhaling her scent.

It was an unbelievably pleasant fragrance wafting from her skin.

The kind of scent that could become an addiction.

"...I think you smell amazing."

I told her honestly- and once again, she didn't know what to do with herself.

"...Do I really smell okay?"

When she asked again, Judy shook her head slowly. Then, with a hesitant motion, she leaned in and took in my scent - her cheeks gradually turning red.

There was no need to say it out loud - we were both getting excited by each other's scent.

"Then let's just keep going."

Without realizing it, my tone came out almost like a command. Judy didn't reply but simply gave a quiet nod.

Seeing her - usually so prickly-act this gentle stirred something primal inside me.

It felt powerful. Like I had conquered someone. Something about it felt... overwhelming.

I leaned in to kiss her again, hoping to ease her tension.

As our lips met, her stiff body began to relax, her focus shifting to the kiss.

Our tongues intertwined more deeply this time, mixing with a slick, warm rhythm.

When I opened my eyes mid-kiss, the only thing I could see was Judy's flushed, beautiful face.

And behind her... was my bed. The thought alone added to my excitement.

My hand slowly moved away from her chest and slid down to her abdomen.

Under her clothes, I felt her toned stomach-firm, cold like ice.

I had touched her bare skin before, but somehow this time, it felt different.

Softer. More intimate.

And now, Judy was no longer frozen in place. Her arms wrapped around my neck.

Who would've imagined things would turn out this way?

Judy, the girl who'd taken my breath away when we first met in the knight training department. The same girl who used to snap at me not to come close.

Now, she was willingly holding onto me and kissing me back.

She didn't resist my touch. She was allowing me in.

My hand slipped deeper under her clothes - but then, it got caught awkwardly on her sleeve, unable to move further.

My attempt to touch her chest ended in a clumsy halt. But this time, Judy took the initiative.

She let go of my neck and, with slightly awkward movements, started taking off her clothes.

To ease her embarrassment, I took off my own shirt as well.

Like adding logs to a fire, the heat between us rekindled instantly.

The more of our bare skin that touched, the easier it was to stoke the flames.

Lying close, we explored each other with trembling, curious hands.

Judy was now stroking my bare back, instead of just clinging to my neck.

And I, now without hesitation, cupped her chest - still clothed in her undergarments, but it already felt like a bold leap forward.

Her body - firm from training, but soft in all the right places-pressed against my own.

Some parts were cold, others warm. All of it was hers.

"Paha..."

"Haa... haa..."

We pulled apart, breathing hard, and locked eyes again.

I shifted my posture and gently moved on top of her, supporting myself with my arms and knees.

Lowering my head, I gave her cheek and lips a soft peck before looking into her eyes again.

Judy reached up, brushing her hands over my chest.

Her expression twisted with emotion.

"...Why?" I asked.

"...There are so many scars, Cayden..."

Unlike Judy's smooth, unblemished skin, my body was marked with battle-worn scars.

"...Sorry. Are they that unpleasant to look at?"

"...No, that's not it..."

She sat up slightly, wrapped her arms around my back again, and began pressing light kisses to my scars.

Turning her head gently, she moved along my chest and upper stomach - soft kissing sounds escaping her lips as she moved.

Each touch sent a subtle shiver through me.

"...I hope you won't get any more of these,” she whispered.

Her sincerity had never felt so raw, so vivid. Maybe it was because we were sharing everything, skin to skin.

My heart softened - and with it, my resolve melted too.

I worried she might cry, so I quickly tried to lighten the mood.

"...Hey, Judy."

"... Yeah?"

"Look at this."

I pointed to my chest.

"It grew back, didn't it?"

"...Pfft."

I was pointing to my nipple, which had been partly damaged by a scar in the past - and with that, Judy burst out laughing.

Her laughter brought fresh air back into the moment.

The heavy mood we'd been wrapped in now turned light again, like the flicker of fire being fanned.

Her tension seemed to ease.

We kissed again, smiling through it this time, and continued moving forward.

Our undergarments were now only getting in the way.

I pressed my hand just beneath her chest and slipped it under her bra.

Judy let out a soft gasp, lightly biting down on my tongue in response.

The sensation - so delicate and soft - ran through my hand, more vivid than anything before.

After caressing her for a while, I slid off her bra and tossed it aside.

Judy clung more tightly to my back.

I wanted to look at her bare chest - but she instinctively tried to hide it, her arms pressing between us.

But it was so obvious what we both wanted that every time our lips parted, we laughed again.

Finally, after some hesitation, she let her arms drop.

She tried covering herself again with her arms, but I gently caught her wrists, holding them so she couldn't hide.

We weren't wrestling-just using enough pressure to share warmth and trust.

Judy seemed shy more than anything, but even that embarrassment transformed into courage as I held her.

"...You're beautiful, Judy," I said, looking down at her chest.

Perfect size, perfect shape. Even her pink nipples looked like they belonged in a painting.

"Truly beautiful."

At my words, Judy smiled and relaxed her arms.

Then, without saying anything more, I lowered myself, placing my lips on her chest.

"Ah..!"

Her body trembled slightly, but soon after, she embraced my head.

From her lips to her chest, and now... my hands moved lower still.

Then, for the first time, I gently placed my hand over Judy's most private place.

Her thighs instinctively tensed up, pressing inward and locking my hand in place.

Still, I didn't rush.

I kissed her chest again, lightly nibbling here and there, slowly building the tension between us.

Each time, Judy let out soft, barely audible moans.

The sound, the first I'd ever heard from her like this, echoed like a melody.

It felt like the song of a harp —I just wanted to hear more.

I began to move the hand resting between her legs.

Her lower body writhed slightly, and she let out another sound - quiet but unmistakable.

As the desire built up to the point I couldn't hold back anymore, I straightened my posture and began pulling her pants down.

"W-Wait a second..!"

Judy, not quite mentally prepared, reached out and grabbed my wrist - but I didn't stop.

Even she wasn't trying very hard to stop me. Her grip on my wrist lacked any real strength.

In the end, I slid her pants off completely, leaving Judy lying on my bed, her entire body exposed, hiding her face with her arms.

I didn't stop there. I stood from the bed and took off my own pants.

Climbing back on, I gently lifted her legs with both arms.

"C-Cayden..."

Her thighs, held in my arms, heightened the sense of excitement.

Her legs looked like something sculpted from porcelain.

Strong, yet perfectly shaped.

And between those legs, at her most delicate center, was a line - a soft tuft of hair, and her gently closed entrance.

It was my first time seeing something like this, yet it felt... beautiful. Almost perfect.

"D-Don't stare so much..."

She pleaded, embarrassed.

But the funny thing was, the same Judy who told me not to look too closely was peeking at me through the gap in her arms - right at my body.

I lifted her legs higher and brought my hips closer to hers.

My pelvis met her lower body. My thing rested on her abdomen, and I could feel the warmth and softness of Judy against me.

Two hearts, two bodies - finally touching in the most intimate way.

It felt... indescribable. So good, I lost the words to express it.

I placed soft kisses along her calves, and looked up at her.

This time, Judy didn't avoid my gaze.

-Smooch. Smooch.

As I continued to kiss her legs, I kept watching her closely.

After a moment, Judy shifted, reaching out and gently pulling back her own thighs.

"...?"

I was surprised for a second, but the breathtaking scene in front of me left me swallowing hard.

Holding the backs of her knees, Judy parted her legs.

Her eyes, once nervous, now gave clear permission.

She nodded silently.

So did I.

Without another word, I grabbed myself and leaned back slightly, guiding my manhood to her entrance.

Being our first time, it wasn't easy to find the exact spot - but soon, I located a narrow opening.

It seemed almost too small to be the right place, but as the tip brushed against her, my thing - slick with her warmth - slid in just slightly.

"...Ah..!"

She let out a sharp breath and raised her voice - but her eyes still showed no hesitation.

I had to resist the urge to lose myself right there.

Even with just the tip in, it felt overwhelming.

Warm. Soft. A sense of being filled to the heart.

It felt like becoming whole. Connecting completely with the woman I loved.

It felt like I was truly with Judy.

Following instinct, I pressed in deeper.

-Puhk... tchk!

I felt something give way.

“Ah..! Ngh...”

Her next sound carried a hint of pain, but she couldn't resist any longer.

Even the knowledge that she was hurting...

somehow became part of the experience.

"Ahh..."

When about eighty percent of me was inside, I felt the tip of my penis press gently against something deep - her cervix.

I could now tell just how deep I was.

But still, I couldn't stop myself.

I wanted to press in fully, until there was no distance between us.

So I pushed in deeper.

"Ah!"

-Thrust!

As Judy cried out again, I sank all the way inside her.

Her body wrapped around me completely.

All of it gave me a deep, wordless satisfaction.

With the motion paused for a moment, my head cleared - and I looked down to check on Judy.

"...Haa...! Haa...!"

She was biting the back of her hand, eyes fixed on me.

I couldn't understand how she could look so beautiful, even now.

Even for someone like her - someone familiar with pain - this kind of discomfort must've been difficult to endure.

Suddenly, she reached out both arms toward me, asking silently for a hug.

Still connected, I leaned forward and embraced her.

"...We're truly joined now, Judy."

I whispered softly.

At those words, her body reacted - her inner walls pulsed around me.

I asked gently,

"...It hurt, didn't it?"

Judy replied, breathing heavily.

"Haa... haa... it did hurt a little... but more than that... I just feel happy."

As I placed a gentle kiss on her neck, I listened closely to her words.

"...It finally feels like some of that anxiety is fading."

"Anxiety?"

"...The fear that someday, you might leave me."

"Why would I ever -"

"I know. I know you wouldn't..."

Judy steadied her breathing, exhaling softly against my neck as she spoke.

"...But now, there's something left behind. Something that proves it."

"...?"

"...I took your first time, Cayden."

At those words, I felt my blood rush to my head. I had never been so overwhelmed by emotion.

"...And you took mine. My first time. That's never going to change, not even until the day we die."

"So... cherish me, okay? Don't- don't even think about leaving the girl who took your first time—'

I gently covered her lips with mine before she could say more. Then, pulling away just slightly, I spoke softly.

"...Stop saying nonsense. Why would I ever leave you?"

"We're together now. Truly. No more doubts-just think about the future we'll build together."

I brushed the sweat from her forehead, her flushed face glistening. The sight of her — so exposed and vulnerable — made it hard to keep my composure.

I relaxed my body, resting it gently on top of hers, and slipped one hand around her waist, holding her close.

The soft curve of her chest pressed against me, and the sensation of our bare bodies touching felt more intimate than anything else so far.

Judy slid her arms under mine, wrapping them around my shoulders tightly.

Her tense body was slowly starting to loosen.

"...Can I move now?"

I asked gently, but Judy shook her head, whispering a quiet plea.

"...J-Just... give me a little more time."

"...Is it hurting a lot?"

"No... that's not it, it's just... I think I need a moment to get used to this."

The only relief was that I hadn't lost my arousal. The warmth and tension Judy gave off was more than enough to keep me focused.

I kissed her again. In this moment, I couldn't help myself - there was no reason to hold back.

While she adjusted to the sensation of me inside her, we kissed deeply, exchanging breaths and warmth.

Now that we had taken this step, there was no room left for embarrassment.

Neither of us held back anymore. The shyness, the restraint - they were gone.

We kissed like two people starved for each other.

"Heh... mm... haa... ngh..."

My tongue began to ache slightly from the intensity. Our shared saliva trickled down her cheek, but neither of us thought to wipe it away.

As we kissed, my hips moved slightly without thinking.

It was just a small motion-pulling back and pressing in again.

"Hnng!"

Both of us froze at once.

Judy's eyes blinked wide in surprise, and she quickly covered her face with both hands.

She hadn't expected such a sound to escape her lips.

"W-Wait, Cayden! I-it just surprised me, that's all!"

But even that reaction only stirred something deeper within me.

Especially because she was clearly embarrassed.

Her innocent, bashful reactions triggered a part of me that wanted to keep teasing her - to make her mine.

Still covering her face, she continued.

"A-And who just moves like that without warning...?! You said you'd give me time—!"

As she spoke, I gently moved again, and the words caught in her throat.

"Haa...! Hah...! C-Cayden, you said... you'd give me time..."

She looked at me with pleading eyes, clearly flustered and overwhelmed.

"I never actually said I would," I replied, feigning a calm, teasing tone.

I still had one hand gently supporting her lower back, as if preparing to press in again at any moment.

"W-What...?"

If she had shown only pain, I might've stopped.

But her voice, her breathing, even her body-it was full of excitement and tension.

And... there was still something about Judy that made me want to tease her just a little more. Something irresistible.

Since this was our first time, I wasn't planning to go too far or too fast - but I figured a gentle rhythm like this would help her adjust.

"N-No-ah...!"

As she tried to speak, I slowly moved my hips again. Very carefully. Making sure not to rush, not to slide in too quickly.

Even though I wanted nothing more than to thrust deeply, I held back.

Because just watching Judy's reactions - seeing her expression, hearing her breath - was more than enough to satisfy me.

She stayed quiet until I was fully inside again.

Only then did she tilt her head back down and exhale sharply.

Her blue eyes were shimmering with tears.

It was rare to see her like this- so vulnerable, on the verge of tears.

And for a moment, I hesitated.

This was my first time too... maybe I was misreading her feelings.

I thought I saw joy and desire in her reactions... but what if I was wrong?

"...Does it hurt?"

This time, I asked with sincerity-watching her every reaction closely.

Judy blinked for a long moment without replying. Then, covering her mouth with the back of her hand, she shook her head.

And from that moment on, I stopped holding back.

At a steady and deliberate pace, I began moving-pulling out and pushing in repeatedly.

A pleasure so deep it felt like my lower body was melting seemed to send signals straight to my head.

But it wasn't just the physical pleasure. A powerful emotional wave followed it.

The fact that I was sharing this level of intimacy with Judy made me overwhelmingly happy.

I hadn't realized how warm and wonderful her body could feel. And it seemed Judy felt the same - her eyes softened more with each movement, and her voice, filled with pleasure, grew gradually louder.

"Hnng...! Haa...! Nng...! Mm...!"

Occasionally, her eyes widened in surprise as they followed the connection between us.

It must've been strange for her - feeling something inside her body for the first time.

As the rhythm built, so did the waves of pleasure.

"Ca-Cayden! Ah!"

"Haa...! Haa...!"

With the growing motion, sweat started to drip from our bodies. The room felt cool in contrast - but the parts of us touching each other were hot enough to notice the difference.

That contrast felt surprisingly pleasant - and only made me want her warmth even more.

Every time her body touched mine, I felt happy.

The sweat made our skin feel smoother against one another, and the effort to stay close even as we slid against each other became its own kind of fun.

Soft, slightly messy sounds started to mix into the rhythm.

Her body grew wetter, and as sweat, her own moisture, and other fluids mixed, each movement of my hips created audible sounds.

- Slick. Slick. Slick.

"Ah! Ngh! Mmm! Ahh...!"

Judy now moaned naturally, no longer holding back.

I stopped restraining myself and moved with more of the strength I wanted to, driving into her deeper.

If she had shown pain, I would've stopped- but every part of her told me otherwise.

Whether it was her endurance as a knight-in-training or simply the overwhelming pleasure - Judy was matching my pace.

It felt like we were syncing with each other.

Like two people truly becoming one.

Suddenly, her hands reached up, cupping both of my cheeks.

As I moved, she tried her best to speak between gasps and soft cries.

"...L-Love you... ngh... I love you, Cayden. I love you..."

Like a dam had broken, she repeated her love over and over again. Words I knew were difficult for someone as shy as Judy to say.

"I love you too, Judy."

"I love you -! Ngh! Ah...! I... hic - I love you...!"

"Haa... Judy..."

"Thank you... for talking to me...! Ngh-! Thank you for becoming my friend...! For standing by me...! For not leaving me and for holding me..."

Even while flushed with pleasure, she thanked me in between every movement.

Each time her eyes glazed over as I moved, I thought she looked unbearably lovely.

To think that such a beautiful woman was mine-it still felt unreal.

Hearing her say those things filled me with gratitude. I nodded in response.

I could feel the climax approaching.

And it wasn't just me. Judy's mouth slowly fell open, her tongue slightly loose, eyes half-lidded, her body pulsing around me.

Before I could say anything, she spoke first.

"Cayden...! I feel... something...! Something weird...! Ngh...!"

She looked at me with wide, anxious eyes.

"I... I think something's happening...! Can you... stop, please?"

No man could stop after hearing something like that. The fact that she didn't understand what climax was made me want to be the one to show her what it meant.

"No. It's not weird, Judy. Don't be scared. Ngh..."

"Ahh...! I-I feel like... I'm going to... pee...!"

Even those words only drove me further.

I let my arms go soft and leaned fully into her, embracing her with our bodies still joined.

My senses were hitting their limit.

"You can. It's okay."

I whispered into her ear and nibbled lightly on her earlobe.

-Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.

"Hnghhh!!"

Right after, her back arched, and her body began trembling.

Something surged out of her-pushing against me - and that sensation pushed me over the edge too.

Her body trembled and squeezed around me as I gave a few final thrusts - and pleasure hit like a crashing wave.

I quickly pulled out from her just in time.

At the same time, Judy released in full, and I finished on her toned, beautiful abdomen.

"Haa...! Haa...!"

"...Hngh... huu..."

We collapsed on the bed, completely drained.

After a brief pause, I turned to look at Judy.

I leaned in, planning to kiss her — but Judy had her hands over her face, trembling from the aftershocks.

"Hngh...! Huhh...!”

-drip. drip.

She hadn't yet come down from the waves of climax. Her body continued to release, her legs trembling.

Eventually, her strength gave out, and she laid beside me, motionless.

I gazed at her with quiet satisfaction-grateful, awed.

Finally, I leaned forward, planning to kiss her cheek.

But Judy didn't lower her hands from her face.

"Judy, can you move your hands?"

I spoke gently-but she didn't respond.

"...Judy?"

"...I told you to stop..."

Her voice - so soft and weakened-struck me like a bolt of lightning. Alarmed, I leaned in closer to her.

"Judy? What's wrong?"

Judy replied in a small voice, half pouting, half sulking, yet still somehow endearing.

"....... I wet myself... and I'm a grown woman... how am I supposed to look at you now...?"

That little line was enough to make me burst into laughter.

Her body flinched at the sound of my laughter. Feeling like I might've upset her, I quickly tried to calm myself.

Then, I gave her nipple a light playful pinch and said,

"Judy. It's okay."

"D-Don't pinch me..! And what do you mean it's okay -!"

"It was... incredibly sexy."

I whispered softly into her ear.

"Nothing in my life has ever excited me like that did."

"And besides... it's only natural. I didn't stop."

At my words, she went quiet. After a moment, she opened her fingers slightly and peeked at me through the gap.

Perhaps something in my expression reached her, because soon, she lowered her hands completely.

I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a clean cloth. Gently, I wiped away the traces I had left on her stomach.

As soon as I was done, she leapt into my arms.

Like a girl hugging a giant plush doll, she clung tightly to me.

She was still a little shy, hiding her face against me.

I then carefully helped clean her up-wiping between her thighs.

Each time my hand touched her, her body shivered — but she never pushed me away.

There were traces of her fluids, sweat... and blood from her first time.

The same went for me - my own body showed clear signs of that moment, too. The deep red smudges were proof of it.

Proof that her first time had been with me - and a reminder of the pain she had silently endured for my sake.

I couldn't help but kiss her again.

Her bare skin, still pressed gently against mine, felt so warm.

"...It's a bit late to ask, but... were you in pain?"

"...No, it didn't hurt. If it had... I wouldn't have..."

"...So it felt good, then?"

I teased her gently - and this time, her palm smacked firmly against my chest.

It stung for a second - but I laughed, and soon, Judy couldn't help but laugh with me.

"Cayden. I want to sleep here tonight."

Judy said it softly.

"...? Of course you are. Did you really think I'd send you back to your room?"

"I just... wasn't sure."

To calm her lingering worry, I said,

"Alright. Just stand up for a sec."

I got up from the bed as I spoke.

Judy stared at my body as I stepped out.

"Come on, up."

"Ah, okay."

Reluctantly peeling her eyes away from me, she stood beside me.

I pulled off the sweat-soaked bedsheet. Fortunately, a fresh clean layer was already spread beneath it.

Thankfully, the lower sheet hadn't been soaked like the one above.

I flopped back onto the bed. The softness welcomed me.

Then I reached out for Judy.

"Alright, come lie down."

As if it were the most natural thing in the world, Judy slipped under the covers beside me.

Still completely bare, our skin touched again.

With the blanket pulled up, it felt like we'd entered our own private little world.

"Warm, right?"

"Yeah."

I offered her my arm, and without hesitation, she laid her head on it.

I asked her softly,

"Still feeling anxious?"

"...No."

Her answer came with a noticeably more relaxed expression.

"Judy. Whenever you feel uneasy, tell me. I'll keep proving my love to you... until you feel safe."

She pressed her lips together, trembling just slightly, and gave a small nod.

"Today made me so happy."

I said it quietly.

"...Me too."

She answered.

"...So happy, it felt crazy."

Hearing those words, I smiled and closed my eyes.

Even her breathing had become calm and peaceful.

And just like that, we drifted off together.

-Clatter!!

And just like that, the deep, peaceful sleep was shattered by a sudden sound.

When I opened my eyes, the world was already bright.

It felt like I had time-traveled.

But that wasn't what mattered. Rubbing my groggy face, I forced open my dry eyes.

"...Huh."

And then - my mind snapped into focus.

Standing in the doorway, staring directly at me, was Asena.

"...A...Asena?"

I barely managed to say her name.

Judy, too, rubbed her eyes and sat up.

As the blanket slid down, it fully revealed her breasts - along with her flawless, smooth bodyline.

In that single moment, it became painfully obvious that Judy and I were both lying in bed, stark naked.

Her eyes now fixed on Asena, Judy hurried to pull the blanket up and cover herself.

But it was too late.

We hadn't done anything wrong - but I swallowed hard for no reason.

Asena still said nothing.

At her feet lay a shattered teacup and teapot.

Her hands, once holding the tray, hung limp at her sides, lifeless.

Though her hands were trembling with despair... her eyes told a completely different story.

There, in her gaze, was the unmistakable rage of a Freystr.

Not the explosive kind of rage - like a volcano erupting - but the cold, refined sharpness of a winter-hardened blade.

That icy fury.

Judy, clearly just as panicked, hesitated, then slowly inched closer to me, trying to hide her face behind my shoulder.

But at that movement, Asena's fist clenched tightly.

Seeing that, Judy gave up on getting closer.

For a while, silence took over the room.

An awkwardly long silence - but no one felt it was awkward. The only thing that filled the air was tension.

Finally, Asena broke the silence.

......Get dressed and come out."

She said it coldly-like frost on a blade.

Then, without another word, she turned and walked away, her steps calm and straight.