Chapter 13 – Don’t Talk to Me
“…”
Estelle Black Dahlia woke up to an unpleasant sensation in her lower abdomen.
Of course. In other words, I needed to pee.
‘How can this feeling remain?’
Before putting herself in the wheelchair, Estelle put her hand under her panties and lightly touched her clitoris.
I didn’t touch it for sexual pleasure.
She just touched it because it was the most sensitive part of a woman’s lower body.
However, no matter how much I rub my clitoris, I don’t even feel the sensation of being touched, let alone pleasure.
She wasn’t disappointed.
I’ve been living like this for too long to feel something like that.
I just can’t understand it because I can clearly feel the desire to defecate, with no sensation at all below the waist.
After completing her brief experiment, Estelle went to her bathroom to do her business and headed to the restaurant.
Kklik─ Kklik─
The only sound is the sound of Estelle’s wheelchair turning in the empty hallway.
In a large mansion, there are bound to be many employees.
However, there were only two employees at Black Dahlia’s mansion: a maid and a cook.
Even so, she lived as Estelle requested, avoiding encounters as much as possible, so Estelle always felt like she was alone in her mansion.
Squeak─
When Estelle arrives in front of the restaurant, the door opens automatically.
Food prepared by the chef was spread out on the empty table.
Even though it was made early in the morning, the dish was not cold at all.
This is because each plate and glass used was a magical tool with a magic effect to preserve food.
It’s a very useful item, but it needs to be replaced periodically and is quite expensive, so I think it’s too luxurious to use just for a warm breakfast…
Estelle didn’t care.
The legacy left behind by my parents when they passed away in a carriage accident.
And her uncle’s family, who tried to adopt Estelle, were also killed by someone, and their property was inherited by Estelle, who was their closest blood relative.
“…I really enjoyed the meal.”
I went back to my room, leaving the dishes on the table.
Frederica will clean it up anyway.
Kklik─ Kklik─
Estelle returned to the room through the empty hallway and climbed onto the bed.
I usually do rehabilitation exercises after eating, but is it because I’m going back to the academy soon?
For today, I just wanted to enjoy peace in bed.
‘Academy…’
I don’t really yearn for academy life or need a diploma.
I had enough money to spend on my own even if I didn’t have to work for the rest of my life, and I planned to die if I ran out of money.
The reason Estelle attended the academy was because there were books that could only be read at the Divine Academy.
“Haam…”
Did I lack sleep because I stayed up late reading a book?
I know that sleeping right after eating is not good for the body, but worrying about my body when my lower body is already paralyzed is ridiculous.
Therefore, Estelle did not resist Suma and entrusted herself to him.
****
This is a dream.
In her dream, Estelle had an intuition.
“Hey… This bitch with sick legs thinks it’s sweet because people say good things about it!!”
But she wasn’t going to just accept it because it was a dream.
The moment she exploded an air bomb in front of Delphicia who was running towards her and was about to push her away.
Pugh—!
Just like that time, Ian came between me and Delpicia.
Was this helpful?
That’s not it.
Ian, who was hit by Delphicia’s fist, lost his balance and fell forward, knocking me out of the wheelchair.
If he hadn’t intervened, he would have only been able to push Delphicia away using the wind bomb.
Does that make you feel bad?
…Not even that.
“Are you okay? “Are you hurt?”
To be honest, it wasn’t a bad feeling to get help from the main character in my class.
The way she asked with a worried face, with her blonde hair flying, made me feel like I was a princess being helped by a prince in a fairy tale.
But I am not a princess.
As Delphicia said, how could I become a princess when I have bad legs, a dirty personality, and no feminine charm at all?
“Stop meddling. “I could have solved it on my own.”
At that moment, the sound of gasping was heard from all over the class.
It was a sound filled with contempt for a person like me who cannot say ‘thank you’ after receiving help.
I’m sure Ian will despise me and leave.
It’s okay though.
Because he wasn’t the type of person Ian and I got along with in the first place.
“…”
I am a weak human being.
Even if you treat me just a little bit kindly, I want to lean on you.
Therefore, it is better to draw a clear line before you have arbitrary expectations and are arbitrarily disappointed.
But…
“Oh, I’m sorry. It’s not because I ignored it. “I just don’t want you to get hurt.”
Ian was neither angry nor contemptuous.
Instead, he smiled awkwardly and scratched his cheek as if he was truly sorry.
“Still, I’ll stop meddling one more time.”
After saying that, Ian stopped the collapsed wheelchair, hugged me like a real princess, and placed me in the wheelchair.
“…”
There was no harsh words this time.
If he hadn’t helped me, I would have crawled on the ground for a long time like a maggot, let alone a princess, and ended up in a wheelchair.
Strength goes into my tight grip.
Ian protected my pride despite my clear rejection and harsh words.
Even being good can feel foolish to this extent.
At that time, another protagonist’s voice was heard from the corner of the classroom.
“Hey, are you crazy? “Who are you touching now?”
“…Well…It’s not that…Ibelin…Really…I…I don’t plan on doing that to Ian…”
“Hey, stop harassing the kids. “Is Delphicia okay?”
“Ian! “Whose side are you taking now!!”
“I’m not taking sides, but that can happen when you play around with friends. “Why are you shooting me like that?”
“I-Ian… I’m… Sorry… I never meant to do that to you…”
“Know. Know. Why did I intervene? It’s okay, don’t worry. And maybe because Delphicia is so light, it didn’t hurt at all. But, it’s dangerous, so let’s not play pranks like this next time, shall we?”
“But…That bitch came to me first…”
“Delpicia, huh? I’ll ask you this. “First year will end soon, and it would be nice if it ends without any accidents.”
“…Ha…Yeah. Okay…Ian.”
“Thank you for understanding. Oh, and even though it’s a little awkward to say in this atmosphere, short hair looks good.”
“Ah…Uh…Yes…Thank you…”
The sight of Ian summarizing a situation that could have easily become serious makes me laugh out loud.
“…Pup.”
“Evelyn, why are you swearing again?”
“A bastard like you needs to be cursed.”
“Ahh..! It hurts…! “Don’t hit me.”
“What? It hurts? What he hit was so light that it didn’t hurt, but what I hit did hurt? “That means I’m fat!”
“Why does it make sense like that! Ah! Stop! “It hurts!”
“Also!! Also!! “It only hurts me!!”
It’s dazzling.
I envy you.
I want to be with them, I want to be like them.
However, that cannot be done.
Because I am a weak and cursed human being.
‘Cold…’
Estelle, waking from her dream, curled up with her blanket pulled over her head.
***
“That’s shit.”
There has never been a single day when the gallery wasn’t a mess, but today it was a serious mess.
The cause wasn’t really a big deal.
[Who will win in a fight between a high-level wizard and a high-level spiritist?][451]
This one stupid post that was posted yesterday made the gallery like this.
First of all, to sum it up, it was a victory for the Spiritualist.
[Say only kind words■: No, unless you’re at the level of an archmage, a wizard can’t beat a spiritist when they have the same level of proficiency? Don’t you understand this?]
ㄴㅇㅇ(74.812): This guy looks like he’s an elf and is siding with the elementalist haha.
ㄴSay only kind words■: It’s not because they’re elves, it’s just logically speaking, magicians can’t defeat elementalists!!!
ㄴㅇㅇ(74.812): So, give me a reason haha.
ㄴSay only kind words■: Do you understand that I’m an idiot? What are you doing when you don’t know anything?
ㄴㅇㅇ (74.812): ㅇㅇ I know, so tell me lol. Don’t just keep talking back.
ㄴSay only kind words■: Yes, fuck it!! I’ll upload it, so if you lose, put your head down and post a proof shot.
After that, it was a one-sided massacre.
Say only kind words■ attacked wizards by bringing up dueling cases and papers from over 200 years as if he had first-hand experience.
‘You can’t win this…’
…Honestly, as a wizard myself, I wanted to take the wizard’s side, but I couldn’t win against the logic developed by the 19-year-old genius pretty girl spiritist.
The problem is…
[Smell of the elf chicken coop… Wow… Wow… Smell of the elf chicken coop… Wow… Wow] [0]
[■■It was all stolen by the gallery wizard, right? Haha, spiritists can’t do anything, right?][0]
[Shook. Shush city. Shibaluma shoo shoo shoo shoo shoo. Sibulam. Shook. Fuck. Shoo shoo shoo. City. Fuck. Shoo rumah shoo shoo.][3]
[■■It was all stolen by the gallery wizard, right? Haha, spiritists can’t do anything, right?][0]
[Smell of the elf chicken coop… Wow… Wow… Smell of the elf chicken coop… Wow… Wow][1]
The wizards who could not admit defeat began to wallow in the gallery and began to achieve a mental victory.
It only took one or two people to block, but with dozens of people posting at the same time, it became difficult to view normal posts.
At that time, an eye-catching article appeared among the postings.
[Author ㅇㅇ(177.96)]
[No, but doesn’t ■■ Gallery have an administrator?][13]
If you created a gallery, you should take responsibility. If you just pack it up and leave, what will happen to those idiots?
Just say nice things■: ㄹㅇ All these idiots need to be stopped once and for all.
ㄴㅇㅇ(74.816): Hmm… If I were an administrator, I would probably block you first…
ㄴ Just say nice things■ There isn’t a single day that goes by that these little bastards don’t pick a fight with me.
ㄴㅇㅇ (74.816): Hmm… This person lives in the gallery instead of life, but he is always in the gallery…
Poin■: But if there is a manager, it seems like they will make a fuss as soon as possible.
ㄴㅇㅇ(74.816): 100% lol Even if I am the administrator, it doesn’t show up.
ㄴㅇㅇ(177.96): No!! But if we continue like this, we’ll be ruined!! At least we should stop wallpapering! If things continue like this, I don’t even want to dig.
ㄴFlame Sandwich■: Then you are the manager?
ㄴㅇㅇ(177.96): Ah… That’s a bit…
‘…The manager.’
[Sectators]
Name: Ian
Title: Gallery Manager ▶ Click to learn more!
Castle Wall: Rape LV MAX, Training LV MAX, Harem LV MAX, Pure Love LV MAX, Hypnosis LV MAX, NTL LV MAX… ▶ Click to learn more!
Compared to Evelyn’s, it’s a fairly clean Sectator.
Originally, the number of times of masturbation was also shown, but it was changed so that it was not visible.
What can I use for the number of times I masturbate?
More important than that is the title of gallery manager.
-You can find out the true name of Go Jeong-nick, who wrote in the gallery.
-You can check the Sector Eaters of gallery users with whom you have had sexual relationships.
– Additional management rights are obtained when creating a static nickname.
Until now, I thought it was good for everyone to be free to dig, but if I left it like this, it would be neglect, not freedom.
‘Let’s create a fixed nickname.’
3 days before the academy starts.
I finally decided to make the best choice: creating a fixed nick.
