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Chapter 117

When I opened my eyes, what I saw was Kyle’s skin.

To be precise, it was Kyle, completely naked from head to toe, with nothing but his birthday suit on.

Kyle was lying there, quietly and still, with his eyes closed.

I didn’t know what was going on, but I decided to go over to him anyway.

For some reason, despite staring at naked Kyle, I didn’t react in any special way.

I just had my heart racing and a fluttering feeling in my stomach, that was it.

“…”

What on earth is he doing sleeping in a place like this?

No, more importantly, where exactly is this?

I couldn’t figure it out.

It felt like a room that didn’t exist in reality.

Everything around Kyle’s bed was dimly lit, even the floor I was standing on.

“Ugh….”

I couldn’t process the situation.

I had no idea why I was here alone with Kyle, or why he was naked.

I glanced around a bit more.

It was a strange dim room, but I figured there had to be something other than the bed.

“What the heck?”

There was nothing.

Just Kyle, the bed, and me in this bizarre space.

That was literally it.

What on earth was going on?

Did Louise cast some strange spell or something?

Magic could do stuff like this.

“Ugh….”

By the way, is it because Kyle is naked?

I found my gaze wandering.

I’m not a pervert or anything.

“….”

Especially not to that lower half of… that.

“Oh, come on….”

I tried to shake my head, stuck alone in this weird room while wrestling with my thoughts.

I’m not a pervert, and there’s no need to react strangely to a man’s body.

It’s just a regular body part, after all.

Of course, it does separate men from women, but still.

“Kyle?”

“….”

No response.

He was still lying there, breathing quietly.

He was so motionless that I almost worried he might be dead if I hadn’t noticed he was breathing.

“Kyle?”

I called again, but he didn’t react.

By the way, I’ve never actually seen one up close, but wow, it’s massive.

-Gulp….

If it were bigger, it’d be about the size of my forearm…

-Gulp….

“No, no, crazy girl!”

I nearly fell into another bizarre train of thought.

Is this what growing older does to you?

Lately, my brain seems to drift off to strange places like just now.

“If something like that goes inside…”

Won’t it just kill me?

I mean, it’s not that big, right?

I don’t know if it would kill me if I tried it when it got bigger, but it’d definitely hurt a lot.

Sure, that’s a part that’s supposed to fit together, but there’s a limit to how much it should be.

That seemed to cross the line.

“….”

Suddenly, I found myself sitting on the bed.

Right next to Kyle.

No, more precisely, right next to Kyle’s lower half.

“What the hell. Damn.”

Was my body moving while I was lost in strange thoughts?

No, I can’t be that kind of person.

For now… it was something I had in my past life too, and it’s just… so…

“Wow, it’s huge…”

Looking at it this close makes it look even bigger.

It really was massive.

If I brought my face close, it would probably be about the size of my face.

And my head size wasn’t large or small, so that makes sense.

“….”

Suddenly I smelled something sweet.

Actually, I’d been smelling it since I opened my eyes, but it felt more intense now.

It was that sweet scent I occasionally caught in Kyle’s room or at the inn.

Even though I’m not a fan of sweet things, it was the kind of scent that could make anyone drool.

“Heh…. Hehehe…”

I closed my eyes, slowly leaning in towards the source of the growing fragrance.

And then….

“Ah.”

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a regular bed.

With a regular table, a chair, and the typical covers of Kyle’s room.

In stark contrast to the strange space I was in just a moment ago, this was a perfectly normal room—one I had grown accustomed to.

“…What?”

Suddenly, the space switched up.

It had definitely been that strange room.

It was baffling because my memory was still vivid.

I’d just been surrounded by a naked Kyle, a bed, and dim light—why was I back here all of a sudden?

The sun was shining outside.

Looks like I had just woken up.

If that’s the case, maybe that was all a dream.

Yeah, that has to be it.

No matter how much I knew Kyle was that big, the size I saw in that dream was ridiculous.

Plus, the Kyle sleeping next to me was dressed normally, unlike in the dream.

*

“Louise, you didn’t cast any weird spells on me, did you?”

“Huh?”

After finishing breakfast, I rushed to find Louise.

I suspected she might have had something to do with the absurd dream I just had.

Of course, she might not have, but it felt too odd to just call it a dream.

Whenever I have dreams, they tend to take place in rooms filled with dreamy lights.

And the contents of those dreams are usually bizarre.

“No, I had a weird dream today and thought it might’ve been you.”

“Why would I suddenly do something crazy like that?”

“But it really was a strange dream.”

“What was it?”

“Well…”

I started to explain the dream to Louise.

Though I conveniently left out Kyle’s size.

Even if I knew it wasn’t real, I didn’t want to bring something related to Kyle up with another girl.

“Hmm….”

“Doesn’t that seem strange? Right?”

I’m sure it felt strange to Louise too.

It was a dream that was definitely bizarre.

A dimly lit room with only a bed and a naked Kyle—it couldn’t be anything but weird.

“Isn’t it just sexual frustration?”

“Huh?”

“Are you wanting to get busy with Kyle or something?”

“Crazy girl!”

I almost hit Louise on the head without thinking.

I mean, to suddenly say something like frustration—it was totally out of the blue.

“What do you mean frustration?!”

“I mean, you’re not exactly out there like a promiscuous girl or anything. I’ve never heard you doing anything with a guy since we’ve known each other. So I thought maybe you realized something now that you’re dating.”

“Crazy girl!”

“Why are you so worked up? It could be a possibility, right?”

That was true, but hearing her throw around accusations of frustration made my thoughts spiral.

Me? Frustrated?

No way.

I’ve never really felt that kind of desire for the past twenty-something years.

I’ve never even masturbated or thought about doing anything with a guy.

Sure, I’ve heard some weird things lately, but still!

*

“So, Sophia, when are you planning to go back home?”

“Well… I’ve decided to go, but don’t you have things to take care of first? Shouldn’t we finish that before anything?”

My mom suddenly said to come home, but Kyle was more important.

Even though the Duke was busy with things, Kyle had his own responsibilities too.

He always worked quickly to spend more time with me, but that didn’t mean he could just change plans on a whim.

“You have work today, right?”

“That’s true.”

“So, shouldn’t we handle our work first? It’s not like the journey won’t take time.”

The distance between my hometown and Eristirol was massive.

It almost took two weeks.

“Anyway, nobody is going to fuss if Mom is a little late, so let’s take it slow, okay?”

“Sure.”

Kyle and I chatted like that.

As always, he kept me wrapped up in his arms as we chatted away.

Being wrapped up in someone you like is… not a bad thing.

Is this what happens when you actually start dating?

Just being here like this felt somehow fulfilling.

“I can help with the paperwork.”

Even though I ended up slipping into a rest, helping with Kyle’s paperwork was something I always did.

Once Kyle reached a certain age, I would help him with it when there was paperwork.

“Let’s finish quickly so we can go together, okay?”

“Alright.”

Kyle replied in a softer voice than usual, as if he enjoyed holding me.

By the way… this is getting troublesome.

Not only did I just have that strange dream, but now, being wrapped up in Kyle made even weirder thoughts start creeping in.

Things tingling against my backside weren’t just his legs.

It felt like something I saw in that dream… no.

No, I needed to stop those thoughts.

Right now, I was chatting away with Kyle in a warm atmosphere.

If I started thinking about weird things, the situation would get strange fast.

“Ah, by the way.”

To keep myself from spiraling into weird things, I decided to keep the conversation going.

Talking with Kyle felt like a better distraction from odd thoughts.

“My mom looks much younger than her age, and she’s pretty, so when you meet her, don’t call her ‘sister’!”

“Come on, you think I’d say that to her?”

“Well, you never know?”

Even after ten years apart, I remembered my mom looking like she was in her twenties back then.

I bet she still looks young, even now.

Well… I remember her bust being smaller than mine.


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