Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess!

Chapter 115 : Special Service

Consciousness seemed to be leaving this body.

Under the effect of pain, vision became blurred.

The cells in the body seemed to be deteriorating bit by bit, the perception transmitted by nerve endings also became extremely slow.

It was as if even the flow of time had slowed down considerably.

Legs weak, limbs powerless—

With each breath, the lungs felt as if they were being stabbed by needles.

This is death—

"—How is it?"

In stark contrast to the pain I felt, the voice speaking by my ear sounded at ease, even carrying a hint of pleasure that made me feel irritated.

"—You need to try to remember this feeling and adapt to it."

I no longer had any energy left to focus on her words, but her words drilled into my mind like a forced spell,

Huff... huff...

It finally ended. Elsa gasped for breath with a pale face, nearly blacking out and falling to the ground.

"How was it? The 'near-death experience'—was quite a good experience, right?"

Looking at me lying powerless on the ground, Witch Dorothea revealed a mischievous smile.

—Good my foot!

Elsa thought, gritting her teeth.

—I can't believe I trusted this woman!!

And myself, why didn't I just stay home and do something nice with Evie under the covers? Why did I take leave of my senses and make excuses to come out and find her??

Thinking of this, Elsa couldn't help but doubt her own judgment,

Her back had become sticky at some point,

Without realizing it, her back was already drenched in cold sweat.

The 'near-death' illusion she created with magic felt too real.

"What, did you think it was an illusion?"

As if reading my inner thoughts, she sneered and said:

"This isn't an illusion—it's constructed from fragments extracted from your memories"

"......!!"

She wasn't malicious enough to play such a boring joke on me,

Fear spread.

Elsa couldn't help but doubt herself.

Those situations almost all overlapped with the bizarre scenes in those fragmented dreams she had experienced,

If this really was a 'game' with multiple routes as Yvonne had said, it wouldn't be surprising if she had died in other 'routes'.

Although she could understand... but if that's the case, what exactly was she, who kept dying yet being reborn at the story's beginning?

Thinking of this, her head buzzed like a swarm of bees, her limbs went numb, unable to move.

"Although you have magical talent, if this continues... 'you' who are doted on by her, can only waste away in this greenhouse-like environment."

"Hmph... you're just jealous."

This cheeky girl...

Dorothea felt her mouth twitching,

To calm herself, she exhaled deeply, crouched down to be at eye level with 'herself',

"—Do you believe in fate?"

"...'Fate'? What fate?"

Those pupils of the same color as her own were staring back at her.

Hearing such words, her numb brain finally started working again.

Before she could come up with a specific answer, Dorothea continued:

"Your feelings, your experiences, your life... are all just part of what this 'world' has constructed—in other words, you're just a puppet acting according to 'fate'."

"—No, that's not true!!"

Although doubts remained in her heart, Elsa still wanted to voice her objection:

Now, she was loved by someone,

She had value, she truly existed—

Not as 'Elsa' the game protagonist, but as her lover... truly a 'person' loved by her.

So—

"—'I' am me!"

Now she could give such a definite answer.

"Heh~ That's easier said than done."

"...I answered very seriously~!!"

Elsa angrily clenched her little fists.

Hearing this response, the Witch Lady smiled and reached out to pat her head.

"—You answered well."

"...Eh?"

The sudden gentleness, like an older sister's gesture, startled Elsa.

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The 'world' doesn't need a puppet that has cut its strings and can't be controlled.

That's why it tries to eliminate the 'problematic' protagonist in various ways, to get the story back on track.

And what Dorothea wants to do is prevent this·

"Come, answer this—what is the essence of 'magic'?"

Miss Dorothea's magic lecture has begun.

"...Control over elements?"

Hearing this answer, she first nodded, then shook her head,

"Although that's the correct definition in a broad sense... from a higher-dimensional perspective, it's not like that—'magic' is a kind of application of existing 'rules'."

"...Application of rules...?"

Elsa felt completely lost.

Although she knew the meaning of each word, when put together, she couldn't understand at all.

"Just like ice melts, and objects fall under the influence of gravity, 'magic' exists in this world and also follows certain rules."

Being able to observe means being able to interfere,

Being able to interfere means being able to master.

All things are like this.

So as long as the caster can find the corresponding 'rules', they can control magic, and even surpass it.

"Give me your hand."

However, rather than explaining in detail bit by bit, it's of course faster to let her witness it firsthand

"...Like this?"

Half doubtful, Elsa placed her hand on the Witch Lady's black-gloved palm,

"—Can you see it?"

Then, in the next instant, magical power surged like a tide.

Even with eyes closed, the elemental spirits would come running on their own.

The trajectory of magic power was incredibly clear, emitting light in the darkness.

The light emitted by different elements was also different, it was like a feast of elements.

"...Amazing!! So amazing, Miss Dorothea!!"

Elsa was as excited as a child seeing magic for the first time.

"This level... don't make such a fuss."

Guided by her magic power, the voices of the elemental spirits became so clear,

"I don't have much time left, there's still a lot to teach you... hmph, learn as much as you can—I'll say this first, I'm quite strict—"

The Witch Lady before her narrowed her eyes, gazing at her.

"Keep up."

"...Yes!"

She was the original protagonist, and will also become the final protagonist.

If it's her, perhaps she can do what I couldn't do back then.

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Late at night, Dorothea's special guidance finally ended.

Elsa dragged her exhausted body back to her residence.

From far away, she could see the still unextinguished light, and warmth welled up in her heart.

A place you can return to is called home.

Now, she was no longer alone.

"You're finally back... it's quite late today."

Seeing that the person who opened the door for her was Yvonne, it was as if she had received salvation, and she felt an urge to cry.

"What's wrong, you don't seem to be in good spirits? Wait a minute—don't suddenly hug me!"

Returning home, just after changing her shoes, she pounced on Yvonne, rubbing her face against her body, whining with a muffled cry:

"So tired... so tired, Evie~~~"

"Mm-hmm, good job, good job."

Yvonne comforted her like a child, gently patting her back, which finally made her feel a bit better.

Dorothea's magic teaching was too Spartan, it was like trying to squeeze out her last drop of magic power, not giving her any chance to catch her breath.

Even the slightest thought of wanting to slack off would be guessed by her, Elsa seriously suspected she had mind-reading abilities.

"Let me replenish some magic power..."

Before she could finish speaking, she clung on like an octopus,

"...How is hugging me a way to replenish magic power! Let go—let go!! I can't move like this, you know!"

Although exasperated, Yvonne didn't really intend to forcefully break free, she could only let her hug her like this, during which she was even kissed several times while being hugged.

"I love Evie the most—"

Once Yvonne wanted to get angry, she would switch to mischievous child mode, hanging on her like a gibbon and acting cute.

~~This affectionate troublemaker~~~!!

However, letting her act spoiled like this also made Yvonne feel happy inside.

No help for it, she just had no resistance against her.

Just engaging in such intimate interactions would make her heart leap with joy.

The first love in both their lives, and with such a cute girl, it's only natural to feel a bit elated...

But being happy is one thing, she can't show it all on her face, otherwise this girl will get carried away.

"You really like physical contact, don't you..."

"Hm? Does Evie not like it?"

"It's not that..."

Yvonne thought about ways to regain her 'freedom', after all, being locked like this all the time was really inconvenient...

"...Elsa,"

"Hm?"

"How about changing positions, let me hold you?"

She suggested this, a blush spreading across her face.

How could one possibly refuse such a cute appearance?

Then, Elsa was held and sat between Yvonne's legs.

Her body was right behind her.

Just by turning her head, Yvonne's face would appear beside her, just imagining it made her heart race uncontrollably.

This position... is unexpectedly a bit embarrassing...

"What's wrong, you can lean back a bit more, you know?"

"—Eep!!"

Unable to hold back a small cry, Elsa immediately closed her mouth with a red face,

It seems the hand-grabbing-shoulder motion accidentally startled her,

Her body was unexpectedly sensitive,

Although she usually seemed quite open in front of Yvonne, in reality, her body was full of weak spots everywhere.

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"Eh... Evie, have you already taken a bath?"

After getting close, smelling the fragrant scent from the other's body, Elsa finally realized this point.

"...You're really slow to notice, aren't you? Didn't you see I've already changed into pajamas?"

I see...

Elsa nodded silently in her heart.

So that's why it feels like this.

The doubt in her heart was resolved.

After fully feeling the softness of the other's body on her back, she felt as if she had been taken into her embrace,

"Ah..."

Being held like this, in a charging state, should be very satisfying, but she still couldn't help but sigh.

"What's wrong? Is there something troubling you?"

Yvonne asked with concern.

She seemed a bit off since coming back today.

"Evie... although it might sound strange to ask this..."

Elsa hesitated before speaking,

"Have you ever had a near-death experience?"

Near-death experience?... What kind of topic is this?

Yvonne thought for a moment but couldn't recall any specific information from her mind.

"In my previous life, I died in an accident, to be honest, it was quite sudden, so apart from that one moment of intense impact, I hardly remember any other feeling."

"...Sounds like a nice way to die."

"What do you mean 'a nice way to die'!!"

"Wah—!"

Yvonne strongly objected to her phrasing, unable to resist pinching her waist.

"Don't think about dying so casually! Really..."

Although she wanted to say more, it all got stuck in her throat, she could only increase the strength of her embrace a bit more.

No matter what, death is always a heavy and sad thing.

Important people passing away, and oneself being powerless, just imagining it can make one cry.

"Sorry... I didn't mean it that way."

Sensing the other's unease, Elsa quickly grasped her hand,

She had experienced 'dreaming of death' more than once.

However, what concerned her most was that in today's 'near-death experience' given by Dorothea, Yvonne was present.

It was like a clear version of that vague dream she had before, witnessing her death.

That experience was several times more terrifying than facing her own death, feeling unbelievably real.

So real that it hardly seemed like a fictional dream, but more like a memory that had actually occurred at some point in time.

"I think you're too tired—how about I help you relax a bit?"

Saying this, Yvonne's hands returned to Elsa's shoulders.

"Ah—!"

She let out another small cry,

"I've been wanting to ask for a while... are you overly sensitive?"

The shoulder isn't an erogenous zone, is such a big reaction necessary just from a touch?

"It's not that the shoulder is sensitive... it's that I'm sensitive to you, Evie."

She mumbled her explanation with a red face,

"............"

If this continues, I won't be able to stay serious even if I want to.

"Anyway, sit still for now."

"Wait—"

She suddenly interrupted the conversation.

"...Hm?"

Elsa skillfully unbuttoned her top, revealing her delicate shoulders, leaving only her underwear on,

"~Please!"

She's quite bold about this...

With this overly self-aware appearance, one might think I'm going to do something strange to her...

"Shall I begin then?"

"...!"

Although she held back from making a sound this time, when she placed her palm on her shoulder, seh could clearly feel her body trembling again.

Then, Yvonne began to press down on the trapezius muscle on her neck from top to bottom, and soon Elsa let out a hiss of pain.

"Ouch... it hurts!"

A large amount of fatigue might have accumulated at the top of the back, that is, this triangular area of the shoulders and neck.

So, this area needs a good massage to relax the muscles.

"Your body is too stiff... you need to completely relax during the massage... otherwise it will only hurt more, you know?"

"But... hiss, mm... ah..."

The result was that as the massage intensity deepened, the sounds she made became more and more □□, her neck that touched turned peach-pink, and her ears started to heat up and turn red as if they had fallen into a hot pot.

What an unfair body...

Just watching her changes, Yvonne felt her own heart start to race too.

After noticing the trembling of her body, she felt like she was doing something quite indecent.

She had only wanted to simply help her relax because she looked tired, why did it turn into this?

Teasing a young girl's □□...

If there really was such a crime, how many years would she be sentenced to?

But if the subject was her, even a life sentence would be worth it.

"This next part might hurt a bit."

"~~~!"

Saying this, she pulled back one of Elsa's arms and stretched it backward, and soon there was a crisp cracking sound from the joint.

"Ow ow ow!! Huh... it feels much lighter?"

After finishing the stretch, Elsa moved her shoulder again, clearly feeling it was no longer as stiff and heavy as before, almost as if she had been reborn.

"Evie is amazing—!"

She looked at me with sparkling eyes,

"It's just ordinary massage..."

"By the way, is this also knowledge from your previous life?"

"Yes."

Due to family reasons, she had lied about her age and worked various jobs, including a period as a cleaner at a women's spa, where the sisters there taught her a set of simple massage techniques.

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"Haa..."

After the massage ended, she lay across her lap.

"I really want to just fall asleep like this..."

"No—you can't sleep! Get up and go take a bath!"

Although urged by her, looking at her appearance, she seemed to have no intention of moving at all.

"I really have no strength left... huff..."

"You still need to wash!!"

For girls, of course they should bathe every day, keeping themselves clean and tidy, isn't this a matter of course?

So even if she's tired to the point of fainting, I'll drag her into the bathroom!!

With no other choice, Yvonne had to bring out her final trump card:

"—If you don't bathe, don't even think about getting into bed."

"!!"

This move was very effective,

She immediately rolled off me and finally started moving,

"No~~ I'll wash, I'll go right away—Oops!?"

Thud—

Her weak legs caused her to perform a beautiful and standard flat ground fall at home.

"Ugh... uuuuugh!!"

"I'm telling you... aren't you being too careless today?"

It seems her condition today really isn't very good.

Truly worried, Yvonne helplessly went forward.

"Come, put your arms around me."

"...Like this?"

After being held around the neck, Yvonne picked her up.

No choice, this time I'll provide special service all the way.

"Evie..."

Before entering the bathroom, the person in her arms said to her with a red face, using an embarrassing line.

"Be gentle, okay..."

"...I will."