[The current live broadcast scene has ended.]
[Would you like to continue with Regular Simulation or Free Simulation?]
When did I fall asleep?
[You chose Regular Simulation.]
[You have just recovered from a serious illness and overindulged in lust. You fell into a deep sleep.]
Bullshit.
That was a touching charge... bah, a touching reunion!
[When you wake up, you find the Sister is still sleeping. It seems that over a week of intense mental tension, minimal rest, and your excessive lust have left her exhausted to the extreme.]
I'll make it up to her by massaging her breasts later.
[Fiona seems to have been patrolling nearby. Upon seeing you outside the cabin, she immediately comes to find you.]
[She first raises a doubt: can all the walking dead recover through signs like 'getting hard'?]
[You are well aware that you are different from the walking dead. You used hypnosis while you still had consciousness and hadn't fully turned. The walking dead wandering outside are mindless. Moreover, not everyone has a drive as strong as yours to use lust to conquer cannibalistic urges.]
What's wrong with lust?
Does this trash game know the powerful drive of "deleting all resources, begging everyone for links late the next night, failing, then self-studying networking skills just to bypass risks and continue the installation"?
[Hearing your answer, Fiona breathes a sigh of relief. She confesses to you that if the walking dead could truly recover and were actually living people, she would be a criminal for the ones she killed. She mocks herself, saying she truly might not be fit to be a knight.]
[She asks when you plan to return. She tells you that aside from the Slut, no one knows about your condition. As long as you go back, the survivors will be sincerely happy.]
[You do not answer immediately.]
[Fiona presses further, asking if you still intend to continue adventuring, now that you know what horrors lie outside and have confirmed your relationship with the Sister.]
[You nod without hesitation.]
[Fiona sighs and stops asking when you'll return or how you became so pathetic. She simply says that since the walking dead can't recover, she, who pissed herself twice, might as well try to keep being a female knight.]
Pissed herself?
Oh, the time I saved her, that was definitely once.
What was the second time?
[You ask her when the second time was. She doesn't answer, only telling you she knows the Sister's secret now, and asks if you would kill her to keep it quiet.]
Huh?
When did that happen?
[Seeing you don't answer, Fiona gets up to leave, saying if you want to silence her, she hopes you do it while she's asleep and unaware. She's afraid of pain and death.]
It won't come to that.
From Silas's professional sales perspective, this woman is a "strong woman" type who could achieve great things in the future. After all, knowing what the Sister is, she was still willing to bring food and water and interact normally.
He owes her one.
But when did the Sister transform again?
[You return to the cabin. Waiting until near dusk, the Sister finally shows signs of waking.]
[She sees you first and stares for over ten seconds. Realizing she is still naked, she hurriedly covers her vitals.]
She was the one who seduced me, and now the primary culprit is getting shy?
[You hand her clothes. After she endures the shame and gets dressed, you raise your questions.]
[She answers that she doesn't know either. She was just very angry when Fiona said you should be executed. She felt everyone was an enemy. In the moment she tried to hold Fiona at sword-point only to have the sword snatched away, her body turned strange. She was terrified then, but her heart was set on taking you away immediately, and then her body returned to normal.]
Huh?
That's convenient.
[You ask her to show you, but she refuses. She whispers that she'll never do it again. She doesn't want to truly become a monster. A monster can't be your wife.]
[...]
This woman.
A moment ago she was a "sex toy with no expiration date," and now she's climbing the ladder to call herself a wife.
[You observe the Silver Crest on her lower abdomen and find the patterns have completely solidified into a shape resembling simple wings. Even though you know she won't refuse any request, you consider that her body is equally weak right now. You do nothing extra.]
[You cannot lie to yourself; you feel differently about the Sister's existence now.]
How to put it?
Anyway, we've entered the Pure Love route. Being a bit more normal is fine. I was only driven to madness before because of all the "eating."
But telling her the true meaning of "sex toy" now... yeah, it's better if she never finds out.
[You speak again, asking how her sisters were handled during this time. She freezes, as if she only just remembered. She frantically begs you to return with her immediately.]
[...]
What?
She actually forgot?
[To your surprise, as you prepare to return to the Great Cathedral, Fiona brings the Sister's younger sisters over first.]
[The two little girls hug the Sister and howl with tears. Knowing you and the Sister have made up, they hug you too, smearing snot and tears all over you.]
[...]
[While the Sister spends time with her siblings, you have a private chat with Fiona.]
[Fiona tells you that if you return, it will be hard for her to win people's hearts. She'll never become a true knight. Things are fine like this.]
[She doesn't go back in to say goodbye to the Sister. She just says the bundle inside contains food and the address/contact info to find her in the future. Additionally, she left a gift for the Sister and hopes you won't open it casually.]
[...]
[Early morning. You, the Sister, and her two younger sisters sleep in the cabin. There were two children between you, but with your active aggression, Sister Rose silently moves to your side. She lets your fingers slide deep inside her, but clearly tells you that you can't be as rowdy as you were during the day. You need to rest.]
Rest?
I feel great right now.
[You hold the Sister's big mounds and ask what gift Fiona sent.]
[The more hesitant she is, the more interested you become.]
[Ignoring her weak resistance, you open the three bundles Fiona sent. You find two contain daily necessities and the most nutritious food available. There are also some valuable gold and silver jewelry. Your sharp eyes notice that even the gems from Fiona's rapier are among them.]
This woman is surprisingly thoughtful.
[The other bundle is full of clothes. Buried at the top are normal, high-quality clothes and underwear. Buried underneath are erotic ones. You even find translucent, frosted-texture stockings—similar to black silks.]
[...]
[You chose Free Simulation.]
Silas didn't hesitate for a second. Instant choice.
He wanted to see the level of technology (tailoring) in this world.
"..."
Holding them in his hand.
They really did look like black silks. But in reality, they were connected to knight's boots. They looked very new. If you took the boots away, that frosted, translucent, elastic touch... there was really no difference. The fabric was clearly high-grade.
"N-no... don't look anymore!"
The Sister snatched the bag away and hid it behind her back.
"I won't look, but you have to put these on."
"..."
A moment later, the blushing Sister had no choice but to put on the stockings in front of Silas.
"Mr. Silas..."
"Yeah?"
"Can we... go somewhere else?"
"Rose, I'm feeling very frustrated right now. I really need you."
"I... I know! You're so... hard. When you're about to cum, you have to tell me. Elena has a sharp nose; she'll definitely notice."
The Sister didn't understand.
Why would he suddenly be interested in her feet and want her to squeeze him like this? Doesn't he think it's dirty? Even though Fiona just gave them to her, saying they were new clothes she collected.
Of course, the fancy ones inside were stolen from "her." She even said they could use the same clothes but evoke different memories to compare... and then, she would win every time.
Ah.
It's throbbing.
That stuff is about to come out.
"M-Mr. Silas, let me use my mouth to catch it... eh?"
The Sister clearly felt her toes get soaked by something hot. A strong scent filled the cramped cabin.
"I could have held it in, but I didn't want to. Does the Sister have an objection?"
"No. These were supposed to be stockings Fiona said could prevent bug bites, and Mr. Silas ruined them like this... honestly."
Why?
Knowing he couldn't hold it and came, seeing her sticky toes, she felt a little happy.
The Sister glanced at Elena and Leah sleeping together. She silently pulled the blanket up, temporarily covering the heads of her two little sisters.
"Then... do you want more? You have to tell me this time."
This man was getting harder again.
The Sister carefully confirmed that the two little girls were still sleeping soundly.
Only then did she lie on top of Silas, arching her silk-clad toes to clamp him. She slid them slowly.
Is that so?
She had already won. Whether it was the previously dazzling Slut or the female knight, they had both completely lost to her.
She knew now was the time to be happy.
But... the antidote. If there isn't one, what then? In the future, what happens? Was this a worry unique to the winner, or had she just totally evaded and discarded the thought because she never expected to reach this stage?
"Anyway, they have to be washed."
"Mr. Silas can just... cum directly."
She didn't know; at least for now, she didn't want to think.
She just wanted to feel his hot thing clamped by her toes, throbbing continuously.
"..."
The Sister didn't notice at all that when she thought, her thighs would unconsciously press together. The slippery, meat-pinching sensation of the stockings constantly stimulated Silas.
"...Rose."
"Don't call my name so suddenly! It... it'll move! One last comfortable... release... then we sleep."
The Sister felt that perhaps she finally understood the fundamental difference between doing this with him versus what the notebook's owner or the women clinging to Silas did. She didn't care about the duration or comfort mentioned in the notes. She only felt Silas's excitement, and that flicker of悸动 filled her with satisfaction. Putting a low-class act into noble terms, maybe it was... filling the soul.
Of course, because his size was so large and the contact area was greater, the "filling" was more substantial and comfortable.
"...Hiss."
What Silas wanted to say was that if she kept stimulating him like this, his nutrition wouldn't be able to keep up.
Slurp, slurp~
She wasn't finished. She crouched at Silas's crotch again to help him rally.
While sucking, she said indistinctly, "Mgh... slurp... a... ha... sex toy like this. Mr. Silas... slurp... do you like it?"
"..."
It's over.
How the hell do I explain the meaning of "sex toy" now? She seems to have taken it as some kind of pet name.
Moreover, the Silver Crest on the Sister's navel is real. She's actually a succubus that juices you dry, isn't she?!