Chapter 12

I rode the horse to cool off my hot body, but by the time I reached the estate, my condition had worsened. When I rushed into the mansion with a pounding heart, I was greeted reverently by the butler who had been waiting for me.

“Welcome back, my lord. Just now…”

“Not now, I’m going to my room. I’ll call you once I compose myself, so until then, I need to be left alone.”

However, I didn’t have time to worry about that. Karl was about to say something when I walked past him and shook him off. Trampling wildly on the floor, I went straight into my room, and slid my body as if I had just succeeded in running away somehow.

I took off my jacket while heading to the bed and dropped the belt from my waist where the heavy iron whip was attached. I took off the scarf that clung to my neck, eager to free myself from suffocation and roughly undid the buttons that had been fastened up to the top.

My body shivered against the chill when my chest had touched the open air, suddenly losing the strength left in my knees and fell on the carpet.

I let out a short breath to crouch, but my body didn’t seem to settle down at all.

In my head… the scene from earlier replayed.

The crimson red that fluttered in the air. The young boy and girl being swept away. And turning around was… a dazzling, wavering beautiful emerald!

My whole body felt chill and was swarmed with thrill. I hated it. I was supposed to feel complete disgust from the sight of it. Despite my thoughts, my body was getting more and more excited. My instincts were speaking to me… If you want to feel better, then let out the heat.

…Shit.

After I ruffled my hair, I wanted to click my tongue as I recklessly loosened my pants and placed my hands inside. The member that I took out was already hot and claimed its presence. …What a pervert.

I flipped my body over and leaned against the bed. I stroked up as I gripped it, and a distinct pleasure coursed through my waist.

“Ah–”

I let out an uncontrollable voice. I had just stroked it a little, but the tip was already overflowing with transparent precum. The pleasures of the body were something I knew before I had become an atrocity. I didn’t have the need to be taught how to feel better from now on.

…Haha. I can’t believe I’m experiencing this guy’s humanity in a place like this.

I scooped up the bodily fluid that wet my head in desperation and smeared it on my shaft. It got slippery enough after doing so repeatedly, making me stroke myself even harder. The obscene sound of the fluid squelching had reached my ears.

“…Hnngh, hnn…”

However, I couldn’t quite break off from the feeling of nearing the end. Both my body and brain must certainly be filled with pleasure, but the reasoning in the depths of my heart was interfering with my climax.

…I knew. It was because of the trigger for this excitement. This body reacted because it obviously hurt people and saw it happen. It rejoiced at the sight of an upright and incorruptible man in anguish and became ecstatic by the fact that the man’s hatred was directed towards it. Heinreid’s body was made that way.

But right now, the consciousness was mine. No matter how much my body responded to the conditioned reflex, I couldn’t get rid of my intense resistance to climax as if I were prey to such a thing. As a result, both my instincts and reason were at odds with each other, causing me terrible pain and agony.

I want to cum, I don’t want to give in, I want to cum, I don’t want to give in…

I wildly teased the head of my cock around, still moaning and panting as though I was being held on the edge, stopping myself just before I could come.

Damn it, at the very least, I should finish it off with some other decent material. But no matter how far back I go in the memories of Heinreid, all I remember are appalling scenes…

I shook my head to dispel the blood-drenched memories that seemed to come out one after another when I had become conscious. Then, a single rose on the bedside drawer caught my eye.

——…

Memories of the past came back to life. A perverse miniature garden deprived of people. The scent of roses.

I placed one hand onto my exposed chest as if to hold onto the faint memories. I delicately clawed at the protrusion I had fumbled upon with the tip of my nails.

“Hnnn, uhnn…!”

Surprised by the unexpectedly strong stimulation, my knees jolted up.

…That surprised me. It’s not supposed to be conditioned, but it’s a very sensitive body. Oh, but. This is convenient.

“Hnn, nn… Ha…h…”

Just like that, I stimulated it by holding the hardened tips on my chest between my fingers and squeezed them. I was just touching myself, yet it felt so good and a sweet pleasure filled my whole body. I had been concentrating too much on that when I noticed the lower half of my body began to spit out new fluids as if it were complaining and I stroked it messily again. I kept on doing this and eventually my legs began to tremble.

—Ah, I think I can cum now…

Immediately after, I tried to rely and surrender myself to the enticing memory. But just as I was about to finish, memories of atrocity had intruded.

—Are you… satisfied with this?

“…!!”

The emerald gaze filled with hatred had been brought back to my mind. My fingers trembled at the moment of atrophy, squeezing my base as hard as I could, and at the same time, my other hand twisting my nipple up.

“~~~~Hnngh, aah…!”

It was no longer something that could be suppressed by reason. My toes curled up and my body trembled. The warm cum spat out erratically, staining my palm.

A single tear rolled down my cheek at the strong pleasure.

“…”

「……」

While trying to regain from my heavy breathing, I exhaustively released tension from my entire body.

…I felt more at ease for now, though. Immediately after I had comforted myself, well, although it was generally a fruitless thing, I had never felt so defeated in my life. I pulled through with my ex-girlfriend, but on top of that, the final hit was Craig. I felt bad for either one of them, it was the worst.

Feeling depressed, I took the handkerchief out of my pocket and wiped my dirty hands. When I had adjusted my disarrayed clothes to some extent… I suddenly noticed that the door to my room was slightly open.

…Huh, no way. Did I… forget to close it?! Wait, you’ve got to be kidding me. No matter how desperate I was, that’s… Ah, not good, I have no memory of my trivial actions. The afterglow receded from my head that had just regained its composure all at once.

…No, it’s all good. I told Karl to leave me alone and ordinary servants don’t go near this room. And Craig’s probably still cleaning things up in the Pieira River and hasn’t left yet… probably.

As I steeled my face, I crept closer to the door. I silently peeked around from the gap of the open door, but there was no sign of anyone there. For the time being, I felt relieved and the moment I slammed the door close…

I heard an outsider’s voice from an unexpected place… which was inside the room.

“Hahaha. You’ve done a good job of driving him away, Heinreid. I must admit, I was also quite taken aback when you came back and started all of a sudden.”

Ba-thump! My heart jumped more than it did today, no, more than it ever did in my life.

What was emitted was a low voice that directly shook the minds of those who heard it. Heinreid’s memories clearly showed me that.

I awkwardly turned towards the voice like a rusty toy.

“…How long… have you been there? My… lord.”

‘Heh.’ The owner of the voice emerged from behind a large mirror and gave out a throaty laugh.

A handsome man with long, beautiful silver threads loosely hanging around his shoulders and with eyes of mismatched colors of azure and gold squinted with amusement. The final boss with a cruel smile on his face… King Eberhardt of Amadease simply stood there, giving off his strong presence.