+18 Main Route: Chapter 11: One Way to Greet Tomorrow ♀

So, we decided to go on a date, and after a short while, I headed to my room at the inn.

It's a room that I hardly ever use anymore, so it feels more like a room at an inn than my own room.

I woke up in Trust's room both today and yesterday.

Anyway, I returned to my room and decided to get myself ready.

Well, it's a date, so I should at least dress nicely.

It's unknown what kind of date Trust will initiate, but I'll give it a go.

So I combed my hair and wiped my body with a damp cloth.

As for clothes...come to think of it, I only have one set.

The inn had prepared some for us so we used them casually, but I think it might be a problem for girls.

You see, any guy would be disappointed to find out that a girl only had one outfit.

Yeah, next time...no, I'll buy some clothes today.

So although I was a little slow in getting ready, I headed to the inn where we were supposed to meet.

"Have you been waiting?"

"I'm not waiting at all."

I made sure Trust was on his way before moving.

I feel like it's less confrontational if the man comes first than if the woman comes first.

"Filia"

When I hear my name called, I turn to face Trust.

I realized that I was beginning to recognize the name Filia as my own.

Anyway, Trust looks at me and opens his mouth.

"You're cute."

He said just that, gently stroking my head.

Nadepo... No, it seems like he's noticed the change in my hair.

...You're quite observant. I just combed my hair.

Is this the power of observation of a Hero?

"T-Thank you."

When I'm praised for something I've done, I feel a complex mix of embarrassment and joy.

Maybe this is how girls want to feel on a date.

"Well then, let's go."

"Yes!"

Trust reaches out to me in an easy-to-reach position.

This is... a hand? No! It's just a signal to shake hands.

It's a date, so of course we would hold hands.

I grab the offered hand back.

It was a muscular man's hand.

Well, the content of the date was quite different from Japan.

It seems that there is some entertainment in the other world, with puppet shows and theaters being the more usual options.

Perhaps it is a replacement for film.

Of course, it would be technically impossible to film in another world, so it's probably a theater.

Perhaps because of the times, the theater was a story about a hero who defeats the demon king after many hardships.

Perhaps because it included magic and other effects, it turned out better than I expected and was fun.

After the show, we went into a coffee shop.

There we have a simple meal, tea and talk about theater.

It's definitely the perfect movie date course.

And after leaving the coffee shop, we went shopping.

There are no large shopping malls, so the area is more like a shopping district.

I bought four pieces of clothing there.

I picked out a reasonable selection of things that looked good and bought them, and Trust was surprised.

Apparently, he thought it would take a little more time.

Apparently, it takes girls a long time to choose their clothes.

I think it's probably just an urban legend that it takes an hour or two, but I can imagine it that way.

Furthermore, it was just the right time, so I changed my clothes on the spot, and Trust praised me with a happy look on his face.

Take a stroll around the market in our spare time.

It was my first time seeing a market with a fantasy atmosphere, and it was quite fun.

Come to think of it, I also saw a weapon shop.

It gave the impression that weapons like swords and spears were a part of everyday life, which was really cool.

Once the sun goes down, we have a fancy dinner.

Finally, we spent some time at a place with a great view, creating a good atmosphere and ending the date.

And now...

"......"

I was in Trust's room.

This pattern has led to three nights of sex in a row.

Well, it's a common scenario for a fun date to end with sex.

I'm currently sitting on Trust's lap as he sits on the bed.

I don't know how it happened, but it just happened naturally.

If I look up behind me, I can see Trust's face.

"Now that I think of it, Filia, do you prefer salty things over sweet things?"

It was a nice atmosphere...is that the best way to describe it?

We were having a casual conversation.

However, it's a matter of food preference.

In the date, I have eaten cuisine from other worlds several times.

I'm especially happy since coming to this city because there are so many delicious foods to choose from.

This is especially true since during our escape we only had naturally growing grass and nuts.

But maybe my preference is salty food.

Come to think of it, I actually quite like meat and fish.

I like it to have a strong flavor that can be eaten as a side dish with rice.

Bread is the staple food in this world, but even if it is bread, I prefer it with lots of ketchup or mustard on it.

I was originally a man and was young, so I think it's a perfectly normal thing.

But...even though I was once a boy, what do I think about a girl who loves meat and fish?

Hahaha, it's meat after all, meat, meat, meat, it ends up being a devilish style.

Girls who like sweet treats are fluffy and cute.

In fact, the heroines liked sweet things.

But I thought I should tell you how I really feel.

"What are you talking about? I prefer sweet things... That's what I would normally say, but the truth is..."

"The truth is ...?"

"Yes. You see, liking sweet things is more feminine."

"I see. But what do want to tell me?"

"I don't want to lie to you if possible."

Betrayed, deceived and killed by the person you love.

I don't want Trust, who has had such a fate, to have any more experiences of being deceived by someone.

Of course, there are things I can't or don't want to say.

I'll take to my grave the fact that I was originally a man.

So, it's impossible not to lie about everything that happens from now on.

But I don't want to lie to the Trust if possible.

"That's... no, thank you."

Trust seemed to understand what I meant, and simply said thank you.

And... I guess you could say it had a sweet atmosphere.

The atmosphere is such that it feels like something could happen at any moment.

However, today marks the third day in a row.

Do average men and women have sex this often?

"Um... is it okay?"

Trust asks modestly.

I think it's okay for a guy to just go for it.

I think so too, but it might be difficult for him given his personality.

The main character is a kind, honest and good-natured young man, so he probably wouldn't be able to force himself on a girl.

And I understand the sentiment.

He was betrayed by the girls he loved and lost something important to him.

The feeling that he is trying to cover up his sadness by sleeping with a woman.

God said;

To save Trust, unconditional love is needed.

That's why…….

"Please use my body if you wish."

I think it's too lenient myself.

No matter how much of a love potion it is, that doesn't change anything.

But he has had some tough experiences so far.

I want to pamper Trust.

...I reached such an angelic state of mind.

"Hmm..."

When I accepted, Trust immediately kissed me.

The kiss was while he was hugging me from behind.

"Mmmm...smoosh..."

Soon his tongue was thrust in through my lips.

Then the soft meat is layered together, mixing with the other meat.

It's the third day now, so I'm getting used to kissing.

Perhaps because I've experienced deep kissing so many times, I no longer feel any aversion to it.

Trust seems to love kissing, and always does it for a long time.

I don't know if it's because of that, but I'm already starting to feel itchy between my legs.

"Hmm――!?"

My body jumps suddenly.

Because I was suddenly touched in a place I never imagined.

Those are breasts... boobs.

He placed his little finger under my nipple and touched my breasts as if grabbing them from behind.

Then he strokes the nipple of my breast with his index finger.

"Slurp...!? Slurp..."

But the kiss continues.

Lips and breasts, which are erogenous zones, at the same time.

Both movements were just as intense and nasty as yesterday and the day before.

"Mmmmm...slurp..."

Either one is enough for me, but they're happening at the same time, so I don't know which one I should be able to focus.

When I focus my thoughts on kissing, I can't concentrate on the pleasure coming from my breasts, but when I focus my thoughts on my breasts, I can't concentrate on the tongue inserted in my mouth.

Somehow... well... I'm starting to feel really horny.

"Slurp...slurp..."

Realizing that it would be impossible to endure, I accepted the pleasure.

Because I knows that having my mouth ravaged and my breasts touched feels good.

"Phew... chuuu..."

There are regular breathing opportunities.

And once I finish breathing in, the deep kiss continues.

He licks it as if it were his candy.

He also touches my breasts as if to prolong the pleasure.

Perhaps he understood that I no longer felt any pain when massaged over the past two days, because he massaged me all the way to my core.

"Slurp...slurp..."

Each time, my body jumps and my thoughts stop for a moment.

The moment I stop, the pressure on my mouth intensifies and I am violated even more.

"Hmmmmmm...!?"

As I was concentrating on the two pleasures, I suddenly felt a shock in my lower body.

While both of my breasts were being massaged with just one hand, his other hand was touching my genitals.

"Hmm! Hmm... hmm!?"

Trust's middle finger slides smoothly into my vagina.

My wall reflexively tightened around the fingers.

This is a results when the woman sensing a foreign object and becoming very conscious of the fingers stimulating the inside of her vagina.

Perhaps he had already felt something from the kissing and caressing of my breasts, as my vagina was slightly wet.

The slimy feeling inside the vagina can be felt through his fingers.

"Mmmmmmm... mmmmmmmm...!"

Eventually, his fingers begin to move, stimulating the inside of my vagina.

Since he already knows my sensitive spots, Trust rubs my erogenous zones with pinpoint precision.

"Hmmmm... mmm..."

Even as I enjoys the sweet pleasure, he continues kissing and caressing my breasts.

Kissing is done simultaneously, and the same goes for caressing the breasts.

I couldn't help but let out a cry as my vagina and breasts were stimulated, but my mouth was covered and my voice became muffled and disappeared.

Still, the pleasure coming from deep within my stomach and breasts continues to surge up without stopping.

My whole body felt hot and sweat started to drip.

I have that familiar feeling of losing control of my body.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...!"

I almost came when three places were attacked at the same time, but I managed to stop myself just in time.

However, the pleasure is not strong enough to easily bring me to climax... no, I am being stimulated weakly on purpose.

We had our bodies mixed together enough that I could understand that.

"Chuha... haa... haa..."

As our lips part, the saliva that had mixed together falls away.

Immediately my lungs began to gasp for air.

My thoughts are a little hazy. Maybe I'm just not getting enough oxygen.

"Hmm..."

I gasp as the finger that had been inside my vagina is pulled out.

The finger passed through my field of vision, dangling a thread.

"Can I put it in?"

When I looked down, Trust's penis was already erect.

It was as if he couldn't wait to put it in after seeing my twitching and spasming.

"Haa...huh...y-yes."

When I nodded, he positioned himself and inserted his penis into my vagina.

Just as I heard a squishing sound, a cock extended from between my legs, parting my slit and widening my vaginal opening to accept it.

I can directly feel the sensation of his penis penetrating my lower body.

"Hmm..."

Despite the feeling of pressure that comes along with the pleasure, this body easily accepts the penis.

Yesterday and the day before yesterday... in terms of the number of times, it was two, but it was clear from the number of actions that were actually carried out.

"...Ahhh!"

However, with one thrust, I realized that the pleasure was different from usual, and a loud moan escaped my throat.

As always... yesterday and the day before yesterday we had sex in missionary position.

But now it's the sitting position...I think it's called rear-entry sitting position?

Perhaps due to the rear-entry position, there are differences in how the penis enters and how the glans is rubbed.

This rubs against the inside of the vagina in the opposite direction to missionary position.

"Hmm, ahh... uh... hmm..."

Above all, the way the force is applied is different.

In the missionary position, the penis enters the vagina as if being pushed.

However, now it's falling in from this side.

They should be similar, but they're not.

A subspecies of pleasure similar to the pleasure I had felt before rose up within me.

"Ahh...!?"

The penis pushes up into the uterus with my own weight.

Then Trust's hands grabbed the base of both of my legs.

Right now, I have the body of a little girl.

Even Trust's hands can grab most of my thighs.

I lose my center of gravity and my back, with nowhere to go, hits Trust's chest.

At the same time, Trust lifted my body up.

"Hmmmmmmmm...!"

Not knowing where to put my strength, I puts all of my strength into my lower body, tightly gripping the penis as it slips out and not letting go.

But if you pull it, it will come out.

The penis slides out smoothly.

"Filia is so light."

"Haa... haa... is that so...?"

"Yeah, it's as light as a feather."

Lighter weight is preferred for women.

Being a former man, I can understand.

Maybe I can understand it especially if I lift it like I am now.

Unfortunately, I've never praised a woman.

However, as a woman... I feel happy when I'm praised.

"Then I'll drop it."

As soon as this was whispered in my ear, the floating sensation turned into a fall.

The penis rose from below and pushed up.

"Agh...!"

The uterus slams against the glans.

A tingly electric shock-like sensation spreads from the uterus into the whole vagina.

However, it was immediately clear that the blow had also been coordinated.

This is because when he lower my hips, he uses just enough force so that it doesn't hurt.

As the expression goes, "gentle yet bold," there is a gentleness in the bold punishment.

When I am stimulated like that, love juices start to overflow from deep inside my uterus.

I've heard that women get excited when they feel tenderness during sex.

Because this is exactly what is happening right now, I came to the conclusion that this kind of information might not be wrong after all.

I feel like I'm being violated in such a grand way.

This kind of rape...the pleasure makes me lose my sense of being a man.

"Hmm... ah... uh..."

This time the cock slowly slides out

The vaginal walls had already been somewhat familiarized with the fingers, but there was still a difference in size between the fingers and the penis.

Trust seems to understand this well, and once he pulls it out near the entrance, he gives short thrusts to get it used to it.

Naturally, the areas that are being penetrated are erogenous zones that are particularly pleasurable.

Then he thrusts, hooks and rubs, spreading the erogenous zones.

"Hmmmm...fuu..."

It's not a punishment that makes me gasp loudly.

It's a gentle, gentle, and persistent teasing that makes me feel it.

As a man, I died without ever having sex with a woman, so this is just my imagination, but I think this might be what they call development.

Expand my pleasure zone by focusing on my erogenous zones.

I think that's why the range of pleasure is increasing with each passing day.

"Ah... hmm..."

The teasing, insidious torture is repeated relentlessly.

His cock rubs against my erogenous zones, making my body tremble.

It's such a simple thing, but it makes me feel good.

Although I had experienced this many times before, my body always responded to the pleasure of a woman.

"Ahhh... mmm..."

I let out a moan of pleasure as I was penetrated, and my body trembled with pleasure as the penis was pulled out.

These two simple acts of punishment disturb both the mind and body.

A tingly pleasure rises up and penetrates to the core.

Naturally, there is no way I could know carnal desires greater than the pleasure I had experienced up until then, and as soon as Trust's stimulation intensified even a little, I could no longer bear it and was taught the joy of it.

It feels good.

There's no metaphor for it, it just feels good.

But...

"Haa... haa... Trust-sama."

"What is it?"

"You don't have to push yourself, okay?"

"Eh……?"

But I understand.

Trust is pushing himself too hard.

Don't act like you know everything when you've only had sex three times at most.

That's what I thought to myself, but then I realized it.

"Trust-sama, I'm sorry to interrupt, but may I speak to you for a moment?"

"Ah, yeah."

Pushed by the atmosphere, Trust pulls out his penis from my vagina.

Then I turned to Trust and spoke.

"These three days were fun for me. It was a little scary, but it was some of the best fun I've ever had in my life."

It was a genuine feeling.

As a former man, I had some reservations about being embraced by Trust, who is a man, but it was still fun.

A big part of it is that it feels good.

It had been a long time since I'd felt this good and time seemed to pass so quickly.

"But it was natural, because you did it."

Yes...Trust sex is like entertainment sex.

He kept checking my expression, then pleased me and raped me.

It's only natural that it feels good.

He only finds the places that feel good and violates them.

In reality, he probably wants to roughly dig into my meat hole.

Although I look like this, I was originally a man.

I can understand the desire to devour a woman as if it were my own.

"I'll be with you no matter what. So please don't push yourself."

"I... I can't do it..."

"Yes, you can. There's no way you wouldn't be."

"Th-that's..."

A broken heart is not easily healed.

It's not a simple problem that can be fixed just by me being a little kinder.

Trauma is something that takes a long time to heal.

But the world won't allow that time.

Moreover, as long as Trust himself is involved in the battle, the world will pursue him.

"You've done a lot of work up until now. Isn't it okay to run away for a bit?"

"..."

I think as I stare at Trust, who remains silent.

How can people become happy?

Vaguely, yes... I really vaguely wanted to make Trust happy.

When I made my wish to God, I was thinking lightly, like I was making a fan disc, so I didn't realize how difficult it would be.

"You can run away and live somewhere far away... somewhere where no one comes."

Will defeating the Demon King really make you happy?

If you save the world, will everything be okay?

Just like before, isn't it true that the only people who can be happy after defeating the Demon King are those who were saved?

I understand that this is the wrong choice.

If you choose to run away in a game, you'll probably end up with a bad ending.

But…….!

...Even if it's not the right choice, I don't think there's anything wrong with running away.

He had a lot of tough experiences.

It's okay to take a little break.

"...But I have to fight for the people who call me a Hero and believe in me."

It is clear that these feelings of him are genuine.

I also found out that I was included in that.

Still, I persist.

"I'm sure many unpleasant and painful things will continue to happen. You may be insulted by the people you loved again. But even so?"

"Yeah, I'll still fight. That's what I've decided."

Fighting for those who believe in him means fighting the heroines, but Trust understands this and has decided to fight.

He says he won't run away.

In that case...

"Okay then, go ahead and screw me."

"Eh……?"

"Not like usual, but in a way that will satisfy you."

"..."

"I don't think someone like me can heal everything you're feeling. But I think I can make you forget about all the things that bother you for a night."

"Filia..."

I don't know what this "unconditional love" that God speaks of is.

However, I have heard that spoiling someone is not kindness.

But I want to spoil him.

I know this because I'm a former man.

Because he is a man, because he's an adult, because he has responsibilities... regardless of that logic, there are times when he just wants to be treated gently.

"Are you sure? It's going to hurt, isn't it?"

"...They say the more it hurts, the more it becomes a memory."

"Huh, Filia, don't you understand how barbaric men can be?"

"Then tell me your savage side."

"No... but..."

I guess you could say this is a man's weak side.

I think Trust is now trying to expose that side of himself.

It's a part of a man that he would definitely want to hide from girls.

If he shows it, he might be disappointed or rejected.

Everyone has a weak, wimpy, and cowardly side to them.

I think that if you can accept that, you'll be able to do your best for at least tomorrow.

"Just for now, you don't have to be a Hero. It's okay if you're weak. So... is it okay?"

"Haa... haa..."

It could be excitement, or conflict, or both.

Trust's breathing became extremely irregular and he grabbed me.

This power is not the gentle force that has been used to touch fragile objects until now.

It was the look of a savage man.

"I'm sorry... I'll apologize in advance. I'm going to do a lot of terrible things to you from now on. I won't let you get away again..."

The tone gets stronger as the words go on.

He affirmed this by not showing any resistance.

"Yea-- kyaaa!!"

Suddenly, I feel a strong push and a floating sensation takes over my whole body.

My upper body falls forward.

A soft, fluffy feeling enveloped me from my head to my stomach.

This must be a bed.

Just as I realized that, someone grabbed my waist.

My waist...no, I was on all fours with my butt facing him.

I'm sure this is...

"Hiiiighhhh!?"

Before I could even realise it was doggy style, my vaginal passage was dug with more force than ever before.

You can tell without checking.

The penis is thrusting into me from behind, pushing up against my uterus.

Ouch...

I muttered to myself.

It was the first time I'd ever felt real pain during sex.

However, even when treated roughly, a pleasure that surpasses the pain seeps out.

I had heard that we were a perfect match, but I didn't think it would feel good to be treated so roughly.

"Hmmmm....ahhhhh!"

When it was pulled out, it was done without any restraint and penetrated without a single pause.

The impact of the cock penetrating deep inside me was so strong it seemed to crush my uterus.

"Ahh... Agh! Mmm... Hyuu!"

Sex is not about making someone feel good, it's about feeling good.

Masturbation was being performed using a woman's body.

"Ahh ahh ahh! Mmm...ahh!"

It wasn't the kind of pleasurable sex we'd had before, but sex where I was devoured like animals.

Each thrust is long and fast.

His rough thrusts were painful...but they felt good.

"Mmmmmm! Mmmmm!"

I grabbed the pillow above my head and crushed it against my chest, pressing my upper body against the pillow and the bed.

My hands reached forward and, without realizing it, grabbed the sheets of the bed.

I press my face against the soft touch of the bed and succumbs to the beast-like pleasure.

"Ahyuuu! Ah-ah-ah!"

My hips are pulled as he thrusts his cock into me.

It felt as if I was accepting the penis of my own volition.

A loud, sloshing sound of flesh and love juices colliding echoes from the lower half of her body.

It's probably the sound of hips hitting each other.

"Mmmmmmmmm!"

It hurts, it feels good.

Its good, it feels hurt.

It hurts and it's painful, but it feels good.

There was no trace of delicacy whatsoever, the penis simply crushed the vaginal opening.

My body is so hot that I don't care about anything else.

--Huh!?

The penis inside my vagina is twitching violently.

The movement seemed familiar.

This is only natural, as it was an act that had been repeated many times yesterday and the day before.

What's more, it was hotter and harder than before, squishing and crushing my uterus.

Gradually, my vision began to flicker and my mind went completely blank.

His cock is thrust hard against her, and his hands pull my waist, pressing me tightly against him.

Immediately afterwards, hot semen was released into my uterus.

"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!?"

Semen avalanches into the uterus from the glans pressed against the cervix.

This is his trouble, his sorrow, his suffering.

Overflowing from that torrent was a horrible thing, the embodiment of a hatred that could never be forgotten.

An unrelenting rage born from murderous intent and hatred.

Something that he can somehow temporarily forget about when he is in the midst of deep, deep carnal desires.

This small body can take all of that.

I want to make him forget at least for this moment...

"......!"

It's hot...

My body accepts the semen, which is hotter than ever before.

Almost at the same time as the man's climax, my body reached a climax and was in the midst of waves of pleasure.

My immature body, which had been trained continuously yesterday and the day before, was well aware of the man it belongs to.

Although it is only for a short period of time, my small body is able to recognize pleasure and my flesh walls tremble uncontrollably as its tries to enjoy the sensation of reaching the peak.

Before long, its even absorbed the thick semen that entered my uterus with pleasure, and my young body, creaking with lust like that of a man's animal, was dyed white with carnal desire.

"Ahh... Aahh... Mmm..."

Hotter and thicker semen than ever before conquers my uterus and overflows.

The semen spilled out from the gap between the vaginal wall and the penis, staining the entire genitals.

It really felt like I was accepting the man's sexual desires.

"...Haa...haa..."

My thoughts stopped for just a moment, then returned to me, replaced by heavy breathing.

It seems the same goes for the Trust that's raping me, his cock pressed against my uterus.

A short time when the climax ends and the lust that may rise again disappears.

A weakened heart...the moment when your weakest parts are exposed.

In that extremely short time, I naturally opened my mouth.

"This isn't the end, is it? I'll always be by your side so that you can feel better, so please let out all the things that are bothering you."

I said this while going crazy with ecstasy and my sweat felt cold.

I can't heal everything about Trust.

I don't have that kind of tolerance.

But, but... just until he have enough attractive confidence to live for tomorrow.

I really have no confidence in myself.

I don't have a particularly good personality, and I am not good at sex.

Especially since I'm a former man.

There's no way I have any maternal instincts.

But this body is my body and yet it is not my body.

It's my own body, but I understand.

If such a cute child is kind to you, you'll probably feel a little better.

"Ugh... ugh..."

A groaning sound can be heard from behind.

But I won't confirm that.

A man's tears are blood and salt.

Patience is a virtue, and if you cannot endure you are labeled as weak.

No matter how unpleasant or painful something may be, even if it means dying, you must endure it.

It's inappropriate for a woman to see a man cry.

Even Trust wouldn't like a woman to see his weak side.

So, for now, the kindness of a woman is to keep quiet and pretend not to know.

Oh……!?

The cock inside my vagina began to regain its strength.

It recovers faster than the owner's heart.

I still feel like it haven't given enough.

Trust has a body that's a bundle of stamina, so this won't be the end.

"Come on, I'm here."

Pain, worry, and tears are the privilege of those who work hard.

If something unpleasant happens, it's okay to run away to pleasure.

I don't know how to make Trust truly happy.

So at the very least, I want to do everything this body can do.

Trust sniffed for a long time and then started moving again.

Along with that, carnal desires begin to overflow.

The pain comes quickly, followed by pleasure that paints even my heart white.

I surrendered my body to the waves of pleasure.

...The night is still long.

That was the monologue of a woman who had accepted a man's lust and was now exhausted both physically and mentally.

Well, that's about me.

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"Good morning..."

Trust's words brought back my thoughts, which had been dulled by the long and deep pleasure.

...Before I knew it, I was lying on my back, in other words in the missionary position.

From the pain all over my body that felt like my bones were creaking, the intense fatigue, and the sticky warmth inside my uterus, I realized that I had been creampied just a short time ago and had climaxed.

To be honest, I have to say I was savoring the man's... Trust's savage sex.

As one might expect from someone called a Hero, Trust is a monster of physical strength.

Trust violated my body without holding back.

Even when my stomach is full to bursting, new semen continues to be poured into me, and as soon as he finishes ejaculating, he resumes thrusting again and cums inside me again.

Moreover, the movement of his hips...the speed of his penis never slowed down.

When my reactions slow down, he uses healing magic to forcefully bring me back to consciousness and continue having sex with me.

He won't stop until he has finished soiling my entire uterus and vagina with his semen.

It was a rough sex that was like a mass of desire.

There are red oval marks all over my body.

It's a kiss that feels like I am been sucked in.

He even squeezed my breasts so hard they were crushed.

And white semen is dripping down as if staining them.

What can I say, if this were a normal girl, she would no longer be able to marry after be defiled to such an extent.

That's who I am now.

"...mor....ning..."

In response to the word "morning," I turn my gaze towards the window.

Ah, I could definitely see the sunlight.

The birds are chirping, it really is morning chirping.

With those thoughts in mind, I turned my gaze back to Trust.

"...Trust-sama...are you feeling a little better?"

After all that, even if he's a Hero, he must be physically exhausted.

Still, surely you could forget about the things you didn't like while having sex?

"Filia... Ah! I'm sorry!"

Apparently regaining his senses, Trust suddenly apologized to me.

Well, he treated a girl like masturbation tool or sex slave.

As a Hero, he would feel like he had made a mistake.

I try to force myself to say that it's fine, but my legs are weak and I can't move.

"In that case," I said, opening my mouth to move.

"Don't apologize! Trust-sama has done nothing wrong!"

"No... but... no matter how you look at it, this is too much..."

Well, I guess this is what they mean when they say it's a pitiful sight.

However, it was an agreement between the two people involved.

...As a former man, I can't help but wonder what I am doing...

"So, are you feeling a little better?"

"Ah... yeah. Thanks to Filia, I feel refreshed for the first time in a while."

Well, I guess it's refreshing to ejaculate that much.

Masturbation can make you feel refreshed, so doing it with a woman as the tool will make you feel even more refreshed.

I've never had sex with a woman so I don't know.

"Do you think you can do your best as a Hero today?"

"Yes, I can do my best."

"I really shouldn't tell someone who are already working hard to keep trying."

"Hahaha, Filia is so kind."

Well, I don't know if I'm really kind.

I am just spoiling Trust.

If I really want to support Trust, I need to scold him, but...I don't think I can do that.

As a Hero, I don't think I have the right to tell him to do this or that.

I don't think I'm big enough to be able to say something like that.

Rather...

"Filia, so..."

Trust seems to be choosing his words with difficulty.

Well... I know what you're trying to say.

"Let's do it again, okay?"

"Eh?"

"Eh, I can't?"

"N-no... you can."

What can I say, men are simple when it comes to this sort of thing.

It's complicated and troublesome in many ways, but it's also so simple that it's simplistic in some ways.

Being a man myself, I understand all too well how troublesome yet simple it is.

So I make a suggestion.

"That's right. Trust-sama has his position in front of other people, so I think there are some things he can't do."

"Well, I guess so."

"Then, if it's okay with you, Trust-sama, please stop being a Hero when it's just you and me."

"..."

Trust is stunned.

For Trust, giving up being a Hero may be unthinkable.

However, as long as you are a Hero, you must be bound by various barriers.

After all, he has to fight demons and monsters while carrying the expectations of the people.

What's more, Trust will eventually have to fight the heroines who betrayed him.

That's because Trust is a Hero.

As long as he continues to be a Hero, he can never avoid it.

"You don't have to be a hero everyone admires in front of me, just be yourself."

"Fi...Lia..."

"It's okay to be weak, it's okay not to be strong... You've worked so hard, so it's okay to complain a little."

"Is that really okay...?"

"Yes. If I can make you feel a little better, please use me like you did this time."

Well, I can't believe I can say something like that.

Still, I want to pamper Trust, so it can't be helped.

"Thank you... I'll do my best from now on... Even if I'm weak, I'll do my best..."

Hero Trust has fallen.

Well, I do wonder why I described it as a some sort villain, but that's how it is.

However, it is wrong.

"So you don't have to try so hard."

"That's true. But Filia, I still want to try my best. That's how I feel right now."

Your Hero self and your weak self.

Trust only throws away his hero mask at night, but he now looks far more manly than before, and is actually stronger than ever before in both mental and combat abilities.

Is this the effect of unconditional love?

I was lost in thought, but unfortunately I couldn't come up with an answer.

Anyway, this is how Trust started to rely on me at night.