Under the cliff.
Elena lay on the bed Silas made for her with leaves or weeds, tossing and turning unable to sleep.
With repeated swallowing of that thing.
Her head no longer stung so significantly. Memories also complete.
Polar bear, never seen.
That was a joke Brother-in-law told, something only existing in Brother-in-law's hometown.
"..."
Fine now, right?
No insertion, just touching. No kissing either...
Although self-deception, without thinking so, she couldn't calm down.
What exactly happened?
Originally with sister and others, after coming out of the fog. What she did was really limited, because speaking of Sister Rose... from a nun struggling to survive, turned into a monster terrifying at night. That was the foundation for seemingly weak them carrying huge sums to establish Noi Church so quickly.
And sister Leah ten days older than her, also had changes in physical fitness becoming very strong. Only she, besides appearance remaining at suitable age, aging very slowly, had no changes.
Body still ordinary. Head didn't become smarter either.
But sequelae left by fog not missing a bit.
Therefore, Sister Rose hallucinated, survived that period by hallucinations. Sister Leah... aspired to become courageous person, survived by will.
She felt like a rat in the gutter.
Her solution...
Was remembering, Silas pressing on the nun she peeked alone, declaring he was the antidote.
"..."
Although no matter what, from current cognition, too excessive.
But that warmth, vividly remained in her heart.
Didn't know when started either. From simple admiration, turned into 'if only I also had such a man loving me'.
Then, several times witnessed nun stealing statue doing that... she also got habit of masturbation.
Such her, trusted by nun, said 'if I don't retire others will suspect'. Ignorantly became Acting Pope.
She really wanted to achieve something.
Whether guilt of also using Brother-in-law for masturbation in heart, or thought of wanting to help Miss Rose... all prompted her to do so.
Just because of this right.
Taking boat wanting to talk with chamber of commerce writing letter, but fell asleep on way?
Don't know.
When woke up.
Already in narrow area surrounded by fog. Forgot everything cleanly. Memory also distorted.
"..."
Unconsciously looked back at road came from.
She knew rabbit kind of thing. So, even worried also calmly thought, going instead became burden.
She can't be like sister back then, still needing comfort.
Not that relationship either.
Then, what about steep cliff in front?
Witnessed Silas climbing up, disappearing in hazy fog. Only at this time Elena could experience Miss Rose's mood back then.
Unease.
Fear.
Rather not go out etc.
Yes.
If without relationship of Brother-in-law, being imprisoned in narrow area, seemed not so sad.
But have.
Brother-in-law still alive, not hallucination. Like appearing in monastery before, very mysterious Brother-in-law... if sister knew he was still alive, definitely would weep with joy. Not kind of tricking herself to run for sex, truly weeping with joy.
Moreover, also asked about sister. Brother-in-law also remembered. Reason for coming, reason for Brother-in-law appearing not important anymore.
Maybe in final analysis simply no unspeakable reason.
"Juliet..."
"Mgh."
Until now, Elena of course also understood Silas's intention of always wanting her to cover face with bra, insisting on calling her Miss Juliet.
Definitely, if knowing she is real Elena. Can't get hard.
Also couldn't possibly knead her breasts so wantonly, pressing her head for blowjob etc...
"Okay."
Elena sat up, patted her face.
"Phew..."
Deep breath once.
Open eyes wide, treat vines built in front as Silas.
"Brother-in-law, actually I..."
"..."
"I!"
"Am... that..."
"..."
Even imagination leads to flushed cheeks.
Really can still be obedient sister?
Yesterday, seen. To complete memory, lying on ground licking things shot out. Even if own reason legitimate and sufficient, in Brother-in-law's eyes also...?
"Actually I'm not masochist, I just..."
"Anyway, I am Elena! Yes, real Elena. Not Juliet!"
"Can't anymore... that... rub breasts, and..."
"..."
A kind of inexplicable loss. Also a kind of evil thought spreading.
If until end Brother-in-law doesn't know she is Elena. Just treat as ordinary, mmh... treat as Juliet.
No.
Already too much.
Even if cleverly not discovered, what does she think?
Like...
That is only because of fog sequelae, too hard to endure... so learned from sister, envied sister having spiritual support. And she must show calm appearance.
Hah.
In heart, no need to deceive herself.
Outstanding merchant, also outstanding adventurer. Not sticking to trifles. To let her and sister survive... rather die.
That memory long-term memory, only more and more touching, more and more missing scene of sitting in Brother-in-law's arms unrestrainedly. But, at same time clearly understand, Brother-in-law belongs to sister. Only sister can sit in his arms in the end. Happy family of four, five, six sister said. In the end actually already separated her and Leah.
"Brother-in-law."
"Mmh... actually, I am Elena. What happened before? Always feel head hurts, can't remember."
"Reason for remembering... ah, fog, maybe because I stepped over area covered by fog. Just now head hurt very much. Then remembered."
"..."
Elena hugged small and white knees, skirt hem not long. Like this seen will be exposed. She closed thighs tighter again. Staring blankly at cliff.
She started feeling tired. Really too ordinary, besides appearance and figure remaining permanent obtained nothing...
"Rustle rustle."
Don't know how long passed.
She heard movement. Like something sliding down cliff vegetation, swaying weeds and leaves.
"..."
Instantly awake.
Can only be Brother-in-law right.
Then...
"..."
Elena held breath, standing under cliff.
Can't do things even she herself would despise. Just now, say it properly. Then discuss countermeasures with Brother-in-law. Instead of being burden again.
In pitch-black night.
Elena could see figure sliding down.
"Brother-in-law..."
"Actually, I'm not Juliet, I am... eh?"
"..."
Wait.
Figure tied into tortoise shell bondage by tentacle stretching vines, wasn't Silas. But a woman... very familiar.
Herself?
"..."
"You look like me but don't like sleeping? So annoying, tied too tight. Chest strangled uncomfortable, can you help me untie."
"Like, also can't not let me sleep like this. So tired."
"..."
Elena's back chilled, couldn't help retreating two steps. Dazzled?
But woman tied tightly by tortoise shell bondage landed in front.
"Thud."
Followed by Silas also jumping down clapping hands, "Was it you talking just now? Not Juliet or something?"
"..."
"Looking at your stunned look, you don't know either. Alright, I have to regretfully tell you, you... might be created. She, still not sure if harmless, have to tie up observe."
"..."
Elena's head messed up.
Eh?
How possible, what she remembered... absolutely incomparably real.
But in front, also Elena, looks exactly like her.
"Don't tie so tight. I like you, so when sleeping, you do whatever you want. So tired."
A sleepy 'Elena' moved, simply lying on grass slightly spreading thighs, too lazy to struggle. Panties clearly visible.
"!"
Real Elena hurriedly blocked in front of that scenery, "This... I don't know... but can't..."
How can there be such absurd thing in world?
Seeing 'herself' spreading legs for Brother-in-law with own eyes or something.
"I'm not interested in her. Wait for this guy to wake up, see what she says."
"Ah, making my head buzz... forget it, come check how your oral technique is now, sober up."
"Eh?"
"...You so anxious, think I will violate contract spirit because of her? No need, all same, this guy too lazy to even move, better you come. By the way, remember to cover face. I don't like too pretty face."
"..."
Elena's original thoughts all disrupted.
She now, even doesn't figure out who she is exactly.