Elena didn't die.
Her body was improving, although quite slowly. Still weak.
The feeling of head splitting hadn't dissipated. This also led to her falling asleep many times.
"..."
"Drink this."
She didn't know what was handed to her mouth, only after swallowing found it was hot soup. Had many sweet scents. Stomach very comfortable.
"Still so hot. Absolutely don't sleep, sleep then gone."
"..."
Elena knew what was in this small area. These things shouldn't be obtained so quickly and boiled into soup.
She hadn't spoken to anyone normally for a long time, let alone being taken care of like this.
Also very shamefully wet the bed because drank too much soup. She had no strength nor face to say wanted to pee.
But...
Didn't get thrown away because of this. Just silently took away polluted monastic robe, washed clean and hung on rack to roast.
When Silas came in naked without clothes, Elena thought Silas finally gave up on her, planned to vent lust one last time then find a pit to bury.
"Damn, never experienced this kind of savage life."
"Is this the grass skirt you made? Borrow it."
"..."
Didn't get hard at her.
She started doubting. Exactly how to think is right?
She and sister depending on each other are the same, both full of vigilance against men.
"Next time want to pee remember to say, embarrassed then move this small wooden block."
"..."
Elena couldn't remember if she was held up like this by adoptive mother when young, legs spread to pee.
But definitely not after growing up.
Now have. Being held up spreading legs by a man who trained her.
"You aren't playing me right?"
"..."
Maybe because couldn't come out for too long, was questioned.
Also in this instant, she couldn't hold back.
"Momentum quite sufficient. Exactly how long held back? Mmh... having such momentum, should be able to recover."
"..."
She closed eyes, embarrassed couldn't lift head. But wasn't mocked either.
Crack...
Could hear sound of Silas chopping wood outside. So much wood... planning to stay here permanently?
She drank really too much soup.
Feeling of splitting headache dispersing, felt should be able to solve peeing problem herself.
"...What are you doing lying here?"
"...Want to, that."
"Go to toilet? Didn't say place small wooden block?"
"..."
She preferred lying on ground, didn't shout either. Held back all along.
Resulting in the moment Silas pulled her up, leaked.
Want to die.
Already no face to live. This kind, might as well die.
Forced to take off clothes, became naked again only grass skirt taken off by Silas covering body.
Elena still very weak.
But wanted to ask some things.
"Your right hand..."
"What?"
"Tentacle."
"Oh, want to ask how it happened? Just treat as born with."
"..."
Elena's head started hurting again. Very intense.
However, staring at Silas's back doing things outside, awkward feeling getting stronger.
She couldn't distinguish a bit.
Some strange pictures flashed in head.
Unknown woman, holding ring showing off... and past memories, appeared some strange black shadows.
For example, in the interval of taking classes in monastery, bullied by several same age girls. Should be sister Leah took action taught them a lesson. But why was there a tall black shadow... woman with very big breasts.
Don't know.
Because entered fog, not only because rained sick, head also polluted?
Impossible to have others.
Since young depending on each other with sister Leah, one wanted to be knight protecting sister one wanted to be merchant making sister rich.
"..."
When Elena opened eyes again, head completely didn't hurt anymore. Only body a bit weak.
"Looks like complexion much better. Drink some more soup?"
"N-no need..."
She absolutely didn't want to pee again.
"Oh, since so tell my plan."
"..."
"First, you should also hear me chopping wood. Things in fog burned to death with fire will be very convenient. Forest sunned for two days counts as dry, I go to explore path first."
"..."
So that's it.
Didn't plan to stay here permanently, still want to go out. But Elena's sense of Silas now very strange, in two days almost meticulous care. During period several times she herself thought going to die, that look in others' view in this place without medical conditions, giving up is right. Didn't do anything because afraid of contagion.
But...
Good person?
Did that kind of thing to herself. Although was her own emotional loss of control asking for it...
"And you, stay here first."
"..."
So strange.
Saved her back, didn't rush to do anything for pleasure either. Still want to go out.
Did so much, don't want anymore?
Reasonably, Elena has no reason to refuse. After all, firstly didn't be trained again, secondly Silas went might die. She would be free.
"Roast meat on rack, I found some wild chili outside, have appetite eat some. Should be enough for you to eat two or three days."
But food really left a lot.
Not wanting to abandon. Looked like planning to come back.
"Still remember what you said spitting saliva at me when falling ill?"
"..."
Elena lowered head awkwardly, she didn't know what she thought either. Moved hand into Silas's grass skirt.
"Tsk, became so sensible?"
"Then verify oral technique. I am a person keeping promises, said taking you out then will. As long as you can be honest not causing trouble, won't find your sister either."
"..."
Didn't because afraid of being infected dying here, not doing.
"Of course, don't think I'm good person either. This is transaction understand?"
"..."
Elena always felt, seemed to have heard same words somewhere?
And, always felt this was bluffing, pretending to be bad person. Seeing exuberant thing standing, her head a bit blank. Almost holding breath, thinking anyway already like this...
But that smell still too pungent. Not used to at all.
Can only endure to lick.
"Mmh, although technique still same bad, but at least attitude there."
"You paid sincerity."
"..."
Elena endured smell, mouth barely wrapped hard object.
But so strange.
Why head started hurting again? The more swallowing saliva, the more felt back of head stinging.
Wearing Silas's monastic robe, her chest could prop up a curve. Now kneaded by Silas's hand. Could feel as cherry caught and teased by hand reaching into clothes, thing in mouth also harder and harder.
Heat filled oral cavity.
Headache situation also intensified.
"?"
"Wait, you still so weak?"
"..."
Elena remembered a past event.
When ostracized and bullied by same age little girls, as sister Leah indeed came to help beat them up, but that method of sacking and beating them at night cured symptoms not root cause. Even sister Leah would be retaliated.
Later, was no way found... who? Older sister, sister being a nun. Ran to pull out Lord's name calling them to church, saying doing bad things will go to hell fried in oil pot. Scared to cry. Later didn't get retaliated.
"Gulp."
She unconsciously swallowed thing in mouth.
Headache almost exploding. But also knew, older sister... Sister Rose. She just because couldn't stand men always wanting to use money to get Sister Rose, or women unable to stand nun's charm, mocking nun sooner or later becoming man's plaything, aspired to be merchant. Leah only ten days older wanted to be knight protecting Sister Rose.
"Alright, you don't need to prove sincerity."
"..."
In interval of being pushed away, Elena's corner of mouth still had white filth sticking.
"Are you okay?"
"...Mmh."
She stared blankly at Silas.
Some strange voices echoed in mind.
'Polar bear pulled out own fur one by one, said felt cold.'
'Not funny?'
'What is polar bear?'
'...'
Person in front. Who? Why feel so intimate? So... shy? After eating his kind of somewhat fishy thing, seems head will be polluted.
Polluted?
Elena suddenly remembered, Silas asked, asked if she knew person called Miss Rose.