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Chapter 9
Chapter 1, Childhood Friend And I — Episode 9 : Sharing The Bed
Translated by KaiesV
Edited by KaiesV
I was in bed with Marielle at that time…
Hanayama begged me to talk about it after school, and I did.
「Well, let’s get started.」
「No,no, why many people are coming!　And Hanayama, what about your club activities?」
「There’s no club activities today. And don’t worry about these guys.」
Looking out the window onto the playing field, we see soccer team members in their uniforms uploading theirs. Hey–hey, Hanayama just took a break on his own… And he’s a regular. I don’t know if his seniors will get mad at him later.
I don’t know if Hanayama called them, but the gallery is obviously growing. That’s half the boys in our class. No, that’s all that matters. Why do they do have tissues ready? And buying a box…you guys are idiots.
「Where did you get all that stuff?」
「At the school store.」
When I asked a classmate, the answer is always the same. They have go out of their way to buy it… I began talking in front of the bizarre sight of five boxes of tissues sitting on my desk.
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————Before Marielle’s visit.
My first dinner in another world was a disparate experience, but the meal I had with Marielle, who was blonde-haired, blue-eyed, and kind, though simple, filled my heart rather than my stomach.
「Kaname-sama, I have some business to attend to, if you’ll excuse me.」
Marielle was separated because she had something to do, but Yurielle’s attendants found her and forced her to go to her room.
I was on my way there. As I approached the large double doors, a cheer went up.
「Wow～!! Rina-sama, you’re a good drinker」
「Now it’s your turn to drink!」
What a conversation. The light was leaking and the door was half open, so I peeked in and…
They are attended by handsome knights dressed in gentlemen’s clothes like those in otherworldly romance, and the bottles are poured into the glasses they hold with one hand and one hand in the other.
A knight’s apprentice, who looked younger than me, failed to take a gulp of wine and coughed, and he was laughing vulgarly with a wine glass in his hand. The gap between her appearance on TV is astonishing.
One word came to my mind.
The host-crazed weather girl!
Drunken Rina yells as she pulls down the pants of a particularly handsome knight.
「Ora～! Show me what’s inside, not what’s going to be reduced～」
「Miss Hero!? Forgive me for saying that…」
「Ahh～? I’m the one who offered to watch you in person, and you refused me, hick…!」
The weather lady… she is, a terrible alcoholic! The male viewers in the country are soothed by that smile in the morning when they have to go to work or school.
What I witnessed was a otherworldly chastity-reversal…
「This other world is the best!!! It’s a paradise of handsome men!」
The face behind the weather girl. No, maybe it was the moment when I was just a kid and I clearly recognized and learned that adult women have several faces.
The maids urged me onward, and as I passed by a door about the same size as Rina-san’s…
「The body of a hero… so muscular. Well-developed and prominent breasts. And a very large hump. I like all of them. But rather than that, please satisfy me tonight with your fierce magnificence.」
「N–No, I have a wife and kids…」
「You’re a hero, but you have only one wife? That would be a shame.」
Shirakaba-san is being pressed by a young and very beautiful woman with dark hair and blue eyes, and she is backing away from him on the bed.
A suitable reward… I see, so Yurielle was trying to get Shirakaba-san and the others to work in this way. I guess Funabashi-san and Ootake-san’s rooms are the same way.
Funabashi-san’s door was completely closed, and when I put my ear to it, I heard something creaking and a woman’s panting voice…
The maids started calling me for having poor taste and perverted, so I left the place and was led to a place isolated from the four rooms.
How far am I going to walk?
Just as I was thinking that, I ended up being led to a dimly lit basement.
「T–The bath is…?」
The others were changing out of their dirty clothes, so there must be some kind of bathhouse. I asked the maids and the answer I got back was…
「There is a well outside, why don’t you use it?」
「I’m not sure I’d be so cocky as to call it a well when it’s a livestock habit.」
「The river is good enough for you.」
Gununu…
It was this. They obviously discriminated against me, and what would you call that kind of adult entertainment for me? I knew I would never be able to have such a delicious experience.
If they come, I’ll be in trouble if they come.
But it’s lonely when I find out there are no people around. I lay down on the bed and looked up at the ceiling. The other rooms are wallpapered or painted, but this one is just mortared brick or angular stone.
It’s not cold now, but in the winter it’s seriously freezing…
I look at the phone in my pocket, but it’s still out of range. I call my parents and ××, but they can’t get through. 5G is no good too. I don’t think I’m going to be able to stretch my muscles with the modern knowledge cheat.
This is a world of different worlds, and I’m on my way to the bottom of it.
Is there a chance for me to be reincarnated as a pig?
Well, did Yurielle make the decision to persecute me based on my looks alone? I got a little concerned and decided to try that one for example.
「Status… Open!!!」
Wha—!?
Kirishima Kaname 【Human】
Unique Skill 【Phantom Pain】
Property : Passive
I can’t believe it really shows up… Fluorescent letters floated in front of me as if they were on the clear glass monitor of a fighter plane.
But I could understand only the bare minimum of what was necessary, as if it were designed to be unfriendly. Well, it’s a relief to see myself written properly as human. If I were goblins, orcs, or some other subrace, I would think that Yurielle would have no choice but to give me a cold feed, not fodder.
But I could not infer any element of cold treatment from this. Still, that’s the kind of skill name that someone with a mid-life crisis would love…
（I’m hated, aren’t I?）
————Marielle’s visit.
There is a knock at the door, and when I open it, there before me is a beautiful girl, blushing with embarrassment!
「Dear Hero, I’m here on… Onee-sama’s instructions.」
「Marielle-san!?」
Transparent thin camisole… The color of her skin was completely visible, and it was easy to see that she was wearing only a thin undergarment of fabric on her chest and between her legs.
「Ah, no… I was wondering why you came here… It’s already late at night.」
The dark-haired young lady I saw in Shirakaba-san’s room earlier was wearing black top and bottom underwear and stockings with a garter belt.
Gulp…
I was so nervous that I swallowed saliva that wasn’t even overflowing with nervousness. After all, Marielle is also…
「Onee-sama told me,『You’re just the right incompetent partner for an incompetent person…』」
Yurielle… I really don’t like you.
But I’ll thank you about as much as an ant’s heart for sending me Marielle!
She opened her heavy mouth and told the truth. But soon she conveys her own thoughts. What does that mean, what does she mean by partner? Perhaps a reasonable compensation, is that still the case?
「Of course I don’t think Kaname-sama is incompetent!」
「No, unfortunately, she might be right. What exactly is the reason why Yurielle assumes I’m incompetent? Does Marielle know?」
「That’s…」
I asked Marielle a lot of questions, but… Hanayama and the others seemed more interested in the raunchy part than that, so I gave priority to them.
I invited Marielle into my room, but I couldn’t help but look her in the eye. We sat together on the edge of the bed, but if I were to take a proper look at her glamorous figure, I would be unable to hold my breath.
「Marielle! I have my heart set on someone. No, that doesn’t mean you’re not pretty. Rather, you’re so pretty that it vaporizes my reason!」
The person I have my heart set on? Who was it?
I was holding both eyes with one hand and trying to stop Marielle from coming at me with the other, while rambling on about something I didn’t understand.
Pyon!!
「Hyah!!?」
The soft feeling running in my palm almost makes my head turn to pudding. When I brushed off the hand covering my eyes, I saw Marielle had reduced her body to a small size and was holding her arms across her chest. Her expression was already bright red with her eyes closed…
I guessed it right away. I would be branded as a pig bastard who hurt such a princess wantonly with my filthy hands.
「My apologies. I will cut off my arm immediately and apologize to Lady Mariel.」
It was when I took out a dagger that had been locked in a drawer and was about to swing it down towards my arm.
「This filthy pig’s feet!!!」
「You can’t—!!!」
Marielle hugs me and does her best to stop me. The hand holding the dagger lost its grip, and with a clang it fell to the stone floor.
「Marielle…」
「It’s warm. Kaname-sama’s stomach.」
Marielle, the beautiful princess, struggled and covered me. It was as if she was hugging a stuffed bear or something and felt safe.
She must have been tired from taking care of me, because she fell asleep, breathing a cute sleep soundly, just like her appearance. I was ashamed of myself for having evil thoughts about Marielle.
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I put her down on the bed so as not to wake her up. I lay down on a sheet on top of the straw that was scattered all over the floor.
After a full night…
We had a good time last night, nothing like that, but Marielle sleeping with a look of relief on her face gave me a sense of peace as if an angel had descended on the skinny dipper.
As I kneel down and pray to Marielle, who is sleeping and wearing a sheet over her head, she opens her eyes with a huff and wakes up.
「Kaname-sama… what are you doing?」
「Praying to the divine Marielle…」
「Reverse, it should be in reverse. It’s the role of the saints to pray to the heroes.」
I was getting a lecture from Marielle. I would not like to be cursed by Yurielle, but something about being scolded by Marielle felt like a new gate in my depths was about to open and awaken.
After listening to her sermon for a while, I asked her.
「Why are you sleeping with me?」
「I always share the bed with Alonne, my maid of honor, and I can’t sleep unless someone sleeps with me…」
Eh!?
「I used to sleep with Onee-sama… but not anymore…」
She shakes her head sadly. Marielle is a ridiculously spoiled child, even though she’s not much older than me. I was the one who stroked her hair and soothed her as she cried, perhaps missing her sister.
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When I finished telling everyone, the gallery was crying for some reason…
「Uoooh～! Marielle-tan is so pitiful!」
「It’s awful to be treated like that, even though they’re twins.」
「I can’t believe Kirishima sexually harassed that person. I’ll end your life here.」
「I wish I could sleep with her and comfort Marielle-tan instead of Kirishima…」
Don’t you dare put a “-tan” in Marielle’s name!
Don’t cry over Yurielle’s inhumanity. Mine was an accident of force majeure, so don’t kill me after I came back alive.
Tissues were used to wipe the wet eyes of my classmates. The tissues absorb the overflowing tears, become heavy, and are discarded in the trash. But I was relieved that it didn’t turn out to be something weird.
「Dang it! What the hell is that? I thought you were doing it with the princess…」
「No, well, yes, but…」
「Hmm, you’ve lost so much weight and become so handsome, and now you’re just holding on to it?」
Eh!?
「Am I, in the eyes of Hanayama and the others look like that?」
「Are you licking your chops!」
「Oh no, this is why I can’t stand the unawareness of popular men!」
「No, when Marielle came to my room, I still wasn’t skinny enough!」
「Then, it’s even more unforgivable that you’re popular even though you’re fat!!!」
While receiving a rough welcome from my classmates, I noticed something strange. Well, I don’t have a girlfriend, so why didn’t I have anything? I don’t understand.
Hah!!?
Perhaps…
I was about to realize that I had forgotten something important when a hazy fog seemed to be coming through and I could catch a glimpse of a clearer sky.
「Miyabi, what are you doing?」
After she finished speaking, while my classmates were teasing me about my breasts and belly, which had turned from fat to muscle, a pretty, eye-catching girl approached Hanayama.
「You’re late, Yoshino! It’s already over. And don’t call me Miyabi.」
「Miyabi is Miyabi. I was late because I didn’t slack off, I’ve been working on the committee.」
That girl was Kagetsu-san, the most beautiful girl in the school, yet she was salty at every turn with the boys.