Chapter 81 Iris’s determination (♡)
"...I'm sorry, Iris. After I said that yesterday, but I... was persuaded..."
The one who greeted Iris was Claire, who looked down in frustration as she said this.
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The day after she'd broken away from Geek, Iris woke up under an unfamiliar ceiling. It wasn't decorated with luxurious lace, but simply a plain white ceiling, and it was extremely ordinary. (...It's been a while since I've seen something like this.) The ceiling, which seemed unfamiliar at first glance, must have been that of the guest room she was assigned to. A few weeks ago, it was a ceiling she'd seen almost every day, but recently it was one she'd hardly seen. Iris' heart ached at the implication, and her beautiful face twisted in pain. Last night, Iris had been able to sleep at the same time as before for the first time in a long time. It wasn't because she'd gone to bed exhausted from sex, nor was it the result of endless intercourse, but a life of proper rules as a saint.
"Ah..."
But for some reason, she still felt sleepy. Despite having slept better than she had in the past few days, the drowsiness hadn't gone away, and Iris yawned softly, holding her lips in shame. Looking around the room.
"......"
It had been a really long time since she had woken up like this in the morning.
It was usually late in the afternoon, and breakfast was long over.
Looking down, she saw her body wrapped in pajamas.
It had also been a long time since she had been dressed.
Until yesterday, she would always wake up naked, and her skin would often bear traces of intercourse.
The smell of intercourse wafted through the air, reminding her of it without her even realizing it, and she frowned slightly.
...It was an event she had to forget.
Having her virginity taken by a man other than her future husband was for her best friend Claire's sake, and she had no regrets about that.
However, the fact that she had continued to have a physical relationship with him even after the need for the drugs had worn off was, frankly, out of the question, and it was something she had reflected on deeply throughout the day yesterday.
--Iris had become addicted to having sex with Geek.
The act of "sex" was so fleeting and hedonistic that she almost forgot her important mission, and the man she was having sex with, Geek, seemed so attractive.
The regret and guilt she felt yesterday, having been made clearly conscious of the end, brought back to life.
The magnitude of it was difficult to put into words...
(...I will definitely be punished after this is all over.)
Iris lowered her eyes, with a quiet expression on her face.
She had sorted out her feelings over the course of yesterday.
When it was all over...
The room was smaller than the one before, but it felt bigger.
The sound of her negligee being slipped off echoed softly.
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---Somewhere in her heart, she thought that it would be okay if it was her best friend, Claire.
Iris had made one promise with Claire yesterday.
That was about how to deal with Geek.
Both Iris and Claire understood that they wouldn't be able to refuse if he made a move on them.
Not only would they be embraced by him, but they also knew that no matter how stubbornly they tried to resist, they would be tempted by him to hold their hands or touch their skin, considering how skillful his fingers were.
And so the two of them had agreed that they would not hesitate to use force to resolve the refusal.
If he made a move, they would seduce him before he could touch them.
And that was the most effective method Claire and Iris could come up with.
If Claire, or even Iris, used her magic, it would be easy to strip a man like Geek of his consciousness without him moving a single step.
Of course, there was some hesitation in turning the martial arts that she had trained and honed to protect others against others.
However, in the current situation, there was no time to say such things.
If he dared to lay hands on her, his consciousness would be cut off.
That was the decision of Claire and Iris.
And in making this decision, Iris had absolute trust in Claire.
After all, she was someone who could physically break through the resistance of demons, which was thought to be impossible to break through except with the martial arts, holy sword, and holy magic.
Although the majority of her offensive power came from physical strengthening magic, her attacks were made with such rare sense that even without magic, a half-baked martial artist would be unable to guard against them.
It was easy to imagine that Geek's consciousness would be cut off in an instant.
Because of this, Iris was relieved, thinking that since they hadn't come to her, it would be fine, but...
"Has Claire not come?"
Claire, as she had promised, had not shown up at breakfast.
In the morning, when Iris headed to the dining room for breakfast, she found Louis there, likely on his way back from morning training.
As she greeted him in the morning and sat down in front of him, he asked, "Where's Claire?"
That couldn't be possible.
Iris had assumed that Claire would be waking up before sunrise, as was her normal routine, and heading off to morning training with Louis.
However, Claire was not with Louis, and it was Louis who had asked Iris where she was.
...She had a bad feeling. A really, really bad feeling.
Iris had seen Claire return to her room last night.
At the same time, Claire must have seen Iris returning to her room――
"...Maybe she's still asleep."
"Claire?...Hmm, I'll check later."
"No! I'll do that. Louis-sama, please don't worry about it and make the necessary arrangements for our departure."
"Is that so? If Iris says so."
Suppressing her inner thoughts, Iris tried to make some excuses to Louis and he nodded.
There was still a sliver of hope left.
She could find various explanations, such as Claire having left the mansion earlier than anyone else to train, or that she had simply overslept.
...But those hopes were only very thin.
After that, after somehow finishing breakfast with Louis, Louis and Iris returned to their respective rooms.
Louis soon left the room again, and Iris followed suit.
They were going to different places.
If Louis had gone to the back garden of the mansion to train, Iris headed to the room next door - Claire's room.
She stopped in front of a single door that was exactly the same shape as the door to her own room.
"......"
--- Though it was the same door, it felt heavy and foreign.
After taking a breath in front of it, Iris knocked lightly.
"Claire, are you awake?"
---.
There was no response to the first knock.
Knock, knock.
Knock, knock.
Iris then knocked three times, each time at intervals, just to be sure, but there was no response.
"...... Okay---"
"Iris?"
"Ah!"
That was a relief.
Just as Iris was about to pat her chest, a voice resounded from inside the room and her shoulders jumped.
"Oh, you're awake, Claire. Breakfast is already over."
"Uh... sorry, I'm not feeling well..."
Claire's voice was muffled and hard to hear.
"... Are you feeling unwell?"
"It's not that... hmmm... sorry, can you wait just a little?"
"Um, yeah, yes..."
... Wasn't her voice somehow seductive?
Iris nodded at Claire's words, and then there was no reaction from the room.
All Iris could do was pray.
Please.
I hope it was a misunderstanding.
I had reflected deeply on it all day yesterday and reaffirmed my wish to "continue our journey together, the three of us" - I hope that wish will come true.
That wish continued until Claire opened the door---and the story returns to the beginning.
"Claire..."
Claire was dressed.
A simple shirt and short pants were what Claire wore as her everyday clothes.
At first glance, her appearance looked completely normal.
But at the same time, she stood there in an outfit that hopelessly said, "I just had sex a moment ago."
Messy, frayed red hair, erect nipples that were visible even through her shirt -- and a terrible, sexual smell wafted from her.
It was strong, thick.
The smell of sex was so strong that it made even Iris groan softly, coming from the room, from Claire.
Claire stood there with a regretful expression on her face.
That in itself was the appearance she always showed after having sex, and it was also proof that she rationally recognized that this sex was not good.
But Iris realized.
There was no sign of regret or remorse for having sex now.
All there was was remorse for breaking the promise she made yesterday.
"What? Do you want something from my woman?"
"Ah!"
Iris sharply raised the ends of her elegant eyebrows.
The man stood next to Claire as if it were natural.
Without hiding the traces of his sexuality, he stood in just his underwear, holding Claire's waist and holding her tightly.
He stood as if to say, "This woman is mine."
That was probably what he really intended to do.
As he said this, he raised his hands that were around Claire's waist and squeezed her breasts.
"Aaahn♥ Geek...♥"
Claire neither resisted nor refused.
On the contrary, her frustrated face turned to one of shame, and after glancing at Iris, she hesitantly rubbed her body against Geek.
"Aaa--♥"
And then Geek pulled her into a tight embrace.
Claire is pulled into his arms.
In the blink of an eye, her and Iris's eyes cross.
"Mnn♥ Chu, mmm♥ Mmm♥ Chu...♥"
--- Claire is pulled into his arms.
"Haa...♥ Mnn...Chu...♥ Chuu...Chuuru...♥"
...In front of Iris' eyes, Claire has her lips stolen by Geek.
With her breasts being squeezed, she turns her chin up and Geek steals her lips.
She feels that the rational stopper inside her has been taken away in an instant.
The embarrassment and confusion of being in front of her best friend, Iris.
That is gone, and their tongues intertwine erotically.
"Mnn♥ Lero, Lero...♥"
Their tongues don't stay in their mouths, they intertwine in the air as well.
Because it is usually hidden in her mouth, the act of exposing it fully and intertwining it is purely for the pursuit of pleasure.
Iris' cheeks flushed with lasciviousness.
"Nn, kuchu, nchuu...♥"
A generous amount of saliva was bestowed upon her.
Claire purred as she swallowed it all, then her hips trembled in frustration as the tips of her breasts were toyed with.
"Puhaa...♥"
...Faced by that scene, Iris could only grit her teeth.
The woman called Claire that Iris knew was a strong-willed, caring girl who was brave.
A girl who stood up to demons without fear, helped the weak, and embodied the hope of the people.
At first, she was a little wary, I think.
But that faded as they traveled together, and now they cared for each other like best friends.
A girl who risked her life to protect one boy, Louis, and became his spear.
---But now she was being held by a man, Geek, who was not the boy she was promised, Louis.
She was clearly weak, and it even seemed as if she could not stand properly without him.
That Claire, to this extent.
But Iris did not feel disappointed in her.
After all, until yesterday and the day before, Iris herself had been submitting to him along with her.
Though she felt admiration... no, sadness, she could not think why.
"Do you want me to hold you, too, Iris?"
"...T-t that is not so...!"
Geek asked in place of Iris, who had gone silent.
Claire was helplessly worn out.
While Iris and Geek were talking like this, Geek was fondling her breasts, playing with the tips of her breasts, making her tremble with sensuality, letting out "Ah♥ Ah♥".
The way she looked could only be described as a "Geek woman"... it showed that she had truly fallen to the core of her heart.
...There was only one thing Iris could do.
"...We're leaving the day after tomorrow."
"Yeah, if that goes according to plan."
They exchanged sharp glances.
Geek's aptitude for traveling was low to begin with, so no matter how much Claire pushed Geek, as long as Iris refused, it was not hard to imagine that her idea would gain support.
That was her only and final hope.
...Iris must not lose, she would not lose, she clenched her fists tightly.
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