Chapter 40 Himezaki Rieslett ⑦
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
It had been roughly a month since I arrived in this world. Since then, I’ve spent nearly every waking moment buried in my studies and work.
To be honest, the magic lectures and practical applications were actually quite interesting; I’d already managed to commit several spells to memory. As for work, it was mostly just gathering medicinal herbs with Jessica. Since we were always accompanied by a professional Monster Hunter¹ for protection, it never felt particularly dangerous. A lone Goblin had ambushed us once, but it must have been a stray-it was by itself and was driven off easily enough.
Still, I can’t say I enjoy watching a living creature get slaughtered right in front of my eyes. Even if it was trying to kill us. Eventually, I’m going to have to take a life with my own hands. I suppose I should try to get used to the sight of it.
Life was, for the most part, peaceful.
But peace always has a way of shattering when you least expect it.
”Hey, did you hear? Apparently, a Hero was summoned over in Plaudix,” a student said.
”For real!?” another replied.
The conversation drifted over to me during a break between classes.
”Does that mean the Demon King is back?”
”Man, why you gotta go and set a flag² like that…”
”What, you’re saying this is my fault!?” the first student asked, laughing.
A ripple of laughter went through the group, centered on the boy who’d made the joke. To them, the summoning of a Hero was just a bit of gossip, something far removed from their daily lives. Just a story to kill time.
But for me, a cold prickle of dread began to crawl up my spine. What was it that self-proclaimed Goddess had said when she teleported me here? If I remembered correctly…
’All your other classmates have already been sent to another world!’
She’d definitely said something like that. If she was telling the truth…
”Um… do you happen to know the Hero’s name?” I asked, my voice trembling.
”Names? Uh, let’s see… I think there was a Yuto, a Ryunya, and a Susumu. And, uh—” the boy started.
I didn’t recognize even half the names he listed, but there was no mistake. Those were my classmates.
”And then there was… hey, Himezaki-san? You look really pale. Are you okay?” he asked.
”Huh? Oh… yeah. I’m fine…” I muttered.
Someone must have been worried enough by the way the color drained from my face to call for Professor Philneed. I was given permission to leave early, and I headed straight back to the dorms.
When Jessica rushed back after her own classes, she looked absolutely frantic. I pulled her into my arms to settle her down, stroking her hair and telling her I was okay. As I comforted her-she seemed even more shaken than I was after my flashback-I felt some of my own composure start to return.
”Thank you for worrying about me, Jessica. It’s okay. I’ll be back to my old self by tomorrow,” I said quietly.
”Oh, Elder Sister… I should be the one looking after you, yet here you are comforting me instead…” Jessica replied.
It’ll be fine, I told myself. Tomorrow, everything goes back to normal. I’ll go to school with Jessica, and we’ll go back to our quiet, peaceful lives.
But it didn’t happen that way.
Perhaps it was the realization that the very people who had r**aped me were now in this world, but the nightmares I hadn’t seen once since arriving here began to haunt me every single night.
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Ever since that day Elder Sister came home early, she has been moaning in her sleep every night.
At first, she’d force a smile and tell me, “It’s okay, don’t worry about it,” but the lack of sleep has taken its toll. Her face looks gaunt, haunted.
And tonight was no different.
”Ah—no! Stop! NOOOOOOOOOO!” Himezaki screamed.
Elder Sister bolted upright, gasping for air. We’ve been sleeping with the lights on lately because she’s grown afraid of the dark, and in the glow, I could see the heavy sheen of cold sweat coating her skin.
”Elder Sister…” I whispered.
”Oh… sorry, Jessica. I woke you up again, didn’t I?” she asked.
I don’t know what kind of horrors she sees when she closes her eyes, but they must be unbearable. To endure that night after night… it must be breaking her soul. And yet, even now, her first thought is to worry about me.
Seeing her like this-so fragile, so broken-it was more than I could stand.
And that was why… that was why I…
”Elder Sister,” I said.
”What is it, Jessic— mmpf!?”
I crawled into her bed and pressed my lips against hers.
”Nn… hah… Elder Sister, let me comfort you. I’ll make you forget all the bad things. I’ll make it all go away…” I whispered.
”Wait, Jess— mmm!”
I cut her off with another kiss, my tongue sliding into her mouth. I swirled it against hers, the slick, wet sound of our tongues meeting filling the quiet room as I tangled our breaths together.
”Mm… ah… Elder Sister, does that feel good? I’m going to make you feel so wonderful that you won’t have room for any more bad dreams,” I said.
”Wait… ah! Jessica!”
Whatever strength she had left seemed to evaporate under my touch. I pushed her back against the pillows with ease. I reached down and yanked her shirt up, exposing her breasts. I had seen them once before-they were so perfectly shaped, so beautiful. My heart began to race with an excitement I couldn’t suppress.
”Oh, Elder Sister… you’re so, so beautiful… mm… hah… desuwa…” I moaned.
”Ngh… stop, Jessica! This is… it’s embarrassing! Ah! Please, stop!” Himezaki cried out.
I ignored her pleas and took her left n**ips into my mouth, sucking with a soft, rhythmic pull, while my fingers found the right one. I rolled it between my tips, feeling it grow stiff and erect almost instantly.
You’re feeling it, aren’t you, Elder Sister? Even though her mouth was saying no, her voice was beginning to crack, those sweet, honeyed moans starting to leak out between her breaths.
”Ah… no… Stop! Don’t… please, stop it!” the sister cried.
”Haaah… Elder Sister… Ah, licking you… Nngh, it’s so good… Your breasts are delicious. I can’t stop… slurp…” Jessica whispered.
”Hiaaaah! Stop it! No, no, no! Please stop, noooo!”
My “attacks” weren’t limited to her breasts. My knee was wedged firmly between Elder Sister’s thighs, grinding against her. I could feel it-even through her hot pants, she was already soaking wet.
”Ah… Elder Sister… My sweet Elder Sister…” Jessica crooned.
”Hiuuh! You can’t, Jessica… Please, stop it already…” the sister pleaded.
I let my tongue trail a path from her chest to her stomach, circling her navel. When I flicked my tongue inside her belly button, Elder Sister’s entire body gave a violent shudder.
It feels good, doesn’t it, Elder Sister? Then let me please target your even more sensitive spots. Just lose yourself in the pleasure and let all those nasty thoughts fade away.
As I peeled away her hot pants, I finally came face-to-face with her long-awaited flower. When I used to wash her back, I’d managed to catch glimpses of her breasts, and I’d often half-strip her while she slept to use her as my nightly material, but her lower half-her p**sy-had always been so well-guarded. I’d never been allowed an audience with it until now.
Elder Sister’s mound was dusted with a faint, golden down, but it wasn’t thick at all. It looked untouched; the slit was a pristine, beautiful pink. Even after all my teasing, she remained tightly closed like a stubborn clam. I was truly moved. How could something be so exquisite? It was a masterpiece of God’s own design.
I forced Elder Sister’s legs into an M-shape and traced my tongue along her seam.
”Hiuuh! N-nhaaan! Stop, Jessica, please… I’m begging you, stop!”
Despite her pleas for me to stop, she didn’t actually fight back. Deep down, I’m sure she wanted me to do even more. I began to greedily lap at her p**sy, which was now completely drenched in her sweet nectar.
”Ah… Elder Sister, your juices are so delicious. I could drink you forever… slurp, lick, gulp…”
”Aaaah! No, no way… Stop, stop it already! Hiuun… no, please… aan!” the sister wailed.
Slowly, the clam began to open. It was clear she’d never even touched herself there. Her little bean was still tucked away beneath its hood. I used my mouth to skillfully peel back the skin, exposing Elder Sister’s clit. It wasn’t very large, but it was the most adorable little thing.
I began to flick and roll my tongue over her clit.
”Hih-ah! No… stop! Aaaah! Hiaaaaaaan!”
Just as I thought-this was her weak point. Elder Sister’s moans became sharper, louder than before.
”Mwah… hamu… Fufu. Elder Sister, please… let me make you feel even better. Much, much better,” Jessica said softly.
”Aaaah! This… something like this… nooo! I can’t… I’m coming! I’m gonna go! N-ah… aah… aaaah!”
You’re close to the edge, aren’t you, Elder Sister? Then allow me to provide the finishing touch. I slid my fingers into her gaping p**sy, stirring the depths as if to scoop out every drop of her arousal. I found a firm spot inside her v**inal walls and focused my rhythm there. And then, finally…
”Ah… No! No, no, no! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” the sister screamed.
A hot spray erupted, a fountain of fluid as she reached her peak. Since I had been down there licking her, it splashed directly across my face, but I found myself delighted by the gift.
”Uuu… haaa… haaa… auuu… uu…”
Elder Sister’s p**sy remained wide open, pulsing and twitching as if it were still hungry for more. It clearly wasn’t enough yet.
To be honest, while I was serving her, my own p**sy had become so drenched that I could feel the droplets running down my legs. I threw off my nightgown, standing before her completely naked.
I pressed my p**sy against hers, grinding our slickest parts together. The sensation of our clits rubbing was heavenly.
”Ah… Elder Sister… Look, we’re connected now. Can you feel it? It’s like we’re sucking onto each other… you won’t let me go, will you?”
”Aaaah… please… stop it… nnh… haa… hic… nnn…”
Every time I moved against her, our slick bodies made a wet, squelching sound.
Slick, squelch, wet, slide.
”Kuah! Elder Sister, does it feel good? It feels so wonderful for me. Ahnn… nngh… aan!” Jessica panted.
”Ha… ha… no… no… I hate that it feels good… I hate it! A-ann… hinyaaan!”
”Ahaha! So you do enjoy it, Elder Sister. Then I’ll give you even more,” Jessica laughed.
”Aaaaaaaaaah! No! No, Jessica, nooo!”
I accelerated the grinding of my hips, and Elder Sister’s p**sy seemed to cling to mine even tighter, as if trying to pull me inside. The stimulation was so intense that a tidal wave of climax came crashing over me.
”Ah… ah! If you keep gripping me like that… I… I think I’m going to go too! Fua… aan!”
”Aaaah! Jessica… Jessicaaa! Stop it! Stop it alreadyyyyy!”
”Ah… Elder Sister, you’re about to go again, aren’t you? Ah… nnh… Let’s go together! Together!”
””Aaaaaaaaaah! I’M CUMMIIIIIIIIIING!”” they both cried out.
Fluids sprayed and pooled between us, dripping rhythmically onto the sheets.
We both finished at the exact same moment. Quite shamelessly, I even ended up wetting myself a little, but the sensation was so incredible, it was the best feeling in the world. It didn’t even compare to masturbating alone. I’m sure Elder Sister felt the same. We both collapsed onto the bed, breathless.
”Haa… fuu… haa… Well, Elder Sister? It felt so good you forgot all about those bad dreams, didn’t it?” Jessica asked.
I waited for her answer. But she said nothing. Instead-
”Hic… uu… auu…”
She lay there, hiding her eyes behind her arm, sobbing.
Wait… what?
”Why… why would you do something so horrible? I told you ‘no’ so many times… hic…” the sister wept.
”Um… Elder Sister?”
She was wailing like a helpless infant. I didn’t know what to do; panic and worry started to set in. I reached out a hand to comfort her, but she violently slapped it away.
”!? Elder Sis-
”Stop! Don’t touch me! I don’t want to hear your voice! I don’t ever want to see your face again!” the sister shrieked.
It was a total, unequivocal rejection.
And then it hit me. Elder Sister had always been strangely fastidious, even prudish, about s*xual matters. When I’d tried to wash her back with my bare skin before, she’d looked genuinely disgusted. And what had I just done to her?
I’d used her nightmare as a convenient excuse. I’d used her well-being as a justification to turn her into a mere outlet for my own twisted lust.
I finally understood.
I… I have…
What a monstrous thing I’ve done. desuwa.
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Summary:
Himezaki Rieslett is living a quiet life until she hears news of ‘Heroes’ being summoned to the world. She recognizes the names as the classmates who previously assaulted her, triggering severe PTSD. Jessica, noticing her distress, attempts to comfort her through forced s*xual intimacy to drown out the trauma.
After reaching a mutual climax, Jessica is shocked when her sister breaks down in tears and completely rejects her. The chapter ends with Jessica’s sudden, dark realization of the gravity of her non-consensual actions.
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Trivia:
- The Goddess told Rieslett that other classmates were summoned before her.
- Jessica’s speech pattern ‘desuwa’ indicates a refined or noble persona despite their current living situation.
- Rieslett has spent a month in the world without nightmares until the mention of the Heroes’ names.
- The location of the Hero summoning is Plaudix
- The elder sister’s ‘involuntary’ physical reactions versus her verbal pleas to stop.
- Jessica’s history of stalking/watching her sister while she sleeps.
- The specific mention of the sister’s golden pubic hair implying her ‘unused’ status.
- The abrupt shift from Jessica’s ‘ojou-sama’ polite speech to the sister’s raw wailing
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Character Insight:
Rieslett is paralyzed by her past trauma, showing that her ‘peace’ was merely a fragile mask. Jessica exhibits a ‘yandere’ or obsessive devotion, believing that physical pleasure is a valid cure for mental anguish.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author uses the contrast between herb-gathering and s*xual assault trauma to heighten the ‘Dark Isekai’ atmosphere.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Jessica – A girl with a refined speech style and an intense, obsessive devotion to her sister. She has pink-blonde hair styled into vertical ringlets, green eyes, and short stature. AA chest.
• Ryunya – Height 177 cm, weight 70 kg. Oshiro Yuuko’s boyfriend. A hot-blooded, handsome guy with a buzz cut. Member of the baseball club.
• Susumu – Koganei Susumu. Height 166 cm, weight 56 kg. A mood-maker in the baseball club. He was only after Honoka’s body and worked with Oshiro to steal her from Akiyama.
• Yuto – The class president. He acts like he has a strong sense of justice, but in reality, he just ignored the bullying of Natsumi Sasaki.
• Philneed – Female Homeroom teacher at Greedia Academy of Sorcery. Appears to be the same age as Rieslett despite being over forty.
• Rieslett – A half-Japanese, half-Swedish girl with a youthful appearance. Often mistaken for her mother’s sister. A blonde or brunette girl. Currently wearing a black cloak over a white shirt, accented with a red ribbon tie. A navy-blue, knee-length pleated skirt, black knee-highs, and brown leather shoes.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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