ISTHR 152

１５２

I sit in the bath, leaning my back against Saine. I take his hand, which was stroking my stomach, and rub it with both hands. Saine’s hands are also hard. They are not normal calluses, but sword calluses. His wrists are thick. Things that are difficult for me to do are easy for Saine’s hands. Today, he ground rice into powder again with ease. After 30 minutes of grinding in a pepper mill, the rice turned into a fine powder.

These hands are so great. If I had hands as strong as Saine’s, I could easily chop firewood or make pepper. Also, with hands this strong, I feel like I can do even bigger things. I feel like I can be more useful.

[You are overthinking too much.]

Suddenly being told that, I look behind me.

[You were thinking about pointless things again. weren’t you?]

He’s right, but I pout in response.

[It’s not pointless. It’s a very important matter to me.]

[That may be the case…… However, don’t veer into a weird direction too much.]

Saine put his chon on my head as if he’s trying to cover me with himself.

[I just want to be useful to you, Saine.]

[You are already being useful.]

[I’m not. I’m useless. I always have been, so I need to try much harder, so that I can confidently say that it’s okay for me to be by your side.]

Back in my previous life, I was never useful. Useless, that’s what mom and dad always used to say. I was always after their recognition so I always did the laundry, cleaned the house, and cooked but they were all pointless. You see, anybody in any household can do those things, they’re nothing special. These are not something only I can do. So no matter how much housework I did, they never acknowledged me.

I wonder if there’s something more, like, something that only I can do.

[You just need to be in this house. That’s enough.]

[What’s that? That looks like furniture.]

In the bath, I grip Saine’s slightly soft d*ck.

There are none of them in this world but the thinking of the other world is ingrained in me. That’s why even though I’m Saine’s only partner, this is nothing special at all. That is why, this is not something only I can do.

[No matter what world that is, you are my partner. Isn’t that right? You’re my only Reincarnator.]

This is not a world where you fall in love and choose your wife. Saine and I don’t always have a conversation. Saine has lived in a world where the person you drew in the Ceremony is your Reincarnator, and you’re forced to be theirs without any choice, so he doesn’t know what love or romance is. 

[Saine, I love you. You see, even if I met you on the other world, I would’ve fallen for you. No matter whose husband you became, I will still come to love you.]

I got on my knees and hugged Saine’s neck. My feelings were overflowing and could never be accepted, they just flowed away. It doesn’t matter if it’s a lie, just say “me too.” Just once, I want you to say you love me. I begged him in a whisper, but Saine didn’t say anything and just hugged me.

Holding me so tightly that I thought my bones would break, Saine said in a quiet voice.

[My Reincarnator.]

After coming here, it’s so weird and sad that I’m still asking for verification, my tears just started flowing down.

[Saine…… let’s return to the room. Hurry, hold me.]

Saine stood up, still holding me in his arms. Without drying himself off, he left the bathhouse and walked barefoot through the garden back to the house. The sky was still blue.

I was thrown onto the bed. But Saine wasn’t coming, so I looked up to see Saine still standing there, frantically rubbing his d*ck. It went from half-erect to fully erect in an instant. Saine held it down with his hand, then released it. It rose up with a bang, and looking at his pen*s hitting his stomach, he nodded in satisfaction.

Saine climbed onto the bed with a small bottle of Dour herb in his hand. His pitch black eyes were glaring, and my legs naturally spread apart. Saine smiled softly, took a generous amount of Dour herb on his fingers, and smeared it over my crotch.

His thick fingers slid in smoothly, rubbing inside. Nearly about to cum from his fingers alone, I grabbed the sheets and arched my back. I tensed my lower abdomen and endured.

[Is this what you mean by abs?]

I opened my eyes slightly and the Saine was smiling.

[You’re working your abs right now, aren’t you?]

His warm hands touched my undulating belly.

[That’s right. When I’m…… mh…… doing it with you, different places get a workout.

[I see. Then they’ll get strong soon.]

Saine seemed to enjoy stroking my belly and waist.

Saine’s fingers felt good, but I didn’t want to cum just from that. Even though he was playing with me so much that he was making squishy sounds, I held on tight. And then, I wait for that which is standing up bravely between his legs.

Sometimes we wake up in the morning and do it, but it’s been a long time since we’ve done it like this in the middle of the day. I think it was since the red liquor made by Olefin turned Saine into a beast.

There were no curtains on the window. The window was open to the outside at all times, day and night, and I could see the smoky blue sky. It was monster season now. In the evening the sky would turn red. But there was no Saine of that yet. Saine’s fingers increased, stirring up my insides. To stop myself from cumming, I gripped my dick with both hands. I gripped it tightly and endured, urging him with my eyes to hurry up.

Saine grinned and pulled out his fingers. My thighs trembled in anticipation. Saine slowly positioned himself, then pushed in.

[……Ugh……?!]

The impact is always sweet and harsh. I grit my molars and tilt my head back, enduring Saine’s attempt to push up my insides. A clear, viscous liquid overflowed from the p*nis I was gripping.

Saine reached the back and stopped moving. It felt like a short break. I also let go of my hand and took a deep breath.

Since we usually do this at night, my eyes couldn’t see anything. In the pitch black, I could only hear the heavy breathing and the sticky wet sounds. I couldn’t see with my eyes what Saine was looking like or what he was planning to do next.

But now, my eyes were seeing everything. I opened my tightly shut eyes and saw Saine’s face, which looked somewhat desperate. His brows were furrowed, as he endured something. Then, looking at me, he suddenly smiled. He stroked my cheek with his outstretched hand.

[My Reincarnator.]

As he stroked my cheek, his thumb touched my eyebrows, the bridge of my nose, and my lips. With his other hand, he stroked my hair. Enveloped in Saine’s large hands, I gazed at him from close range.

This scene and this atmosphere is not the kind of place where you would normally say you love me. Even I would think so, but Saine was still confirming that I was his reincarnation. It was like he was confirming the facts.

[Saine, I love you.]

­­I told him, getting angry. I grabbed Saine’s hair and pulled him close, saying I like you, I love you, half in desperation. Saine looked away and buried his face in my neck. He licked my neck wetly, moving his hips back and forth.

He wouldn’t say anything he didn’t want to say. He couldn’t even lie. He keeps me by his side, and he took his name off the Ceremony list, so I don’t think he hates me. But it’s not love.

I clung to Saine’s neck and endured his violent movements. It was a bit more violent than usual, I think. As we switched positions, up and down, Saine ejaculated into me one after another.

With his thick p*nis still thrust inside, Saine inside starts to overflow. If I were a girl, I’m sure I’d have a baby. With this much coming out, I’d be pregnant in no time. I wish that whatever-priest in the royal capital could tell me that even a male Reincarnator can have a baby. I want him to tell me there’s a way. If I give birth to Saine’s child, I’ll become special  to him. I’m not the only one who can do it, but I can be special.

Sitting on Saine, I slowly stroked my stomach. It’s not hard like his, and it’s not divided(the abs). It’s thin but soft. I don’t think it’s strange if  there’s a baby inside this belly. It’s not hard with muscle, and I think it would easily swell with a baby.

When I was first reincarnated, I hated the thought of having s*x with a man or having a baby. I absolutely hated it, but right now, I desperately want Saine’s baby.

TN: At this point, i think it’s more like Saine does not know what the word “love” means hence he doesn’t say it. Or maybe claiming that the person is “My Reincarnator” holds a deeper and more valuable meaning. And this is making me hate his parents even more. F88k those guys to hell and back. Seriously.