I Can’t Run Away From the Girl Who Saved Me

210 – A World Where Everyone Is Unhappy (5)

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Watching my lover greedily licking my penis, which wasn’t even standing properly, gave me mixed feelings.

First of all, I was so happy that such a beautiful woman wanted me so passionately.

Moreover, since the reason I wasn’t standing was simply because I wasn’t feeling well, the sight of Sylvia shaking her head vigorously, her silky hair fluttering, was incomparably lovely.

Naturally, thick excitement and sharp stimulation spread through the nerves of my entire body, and my breathing became increasingly faster.

But at the same time, I was feeling a tingling pain from the great stimulation applied to my unprepared body.

When the tingling stimulation spread to the tip of my glans, my waist jerked loudly without me knowing it.

Every time I tried to push Sylvia away by putting my hand on her head, Sylvia would fill her mouth with my thing, savor it with her drowsy eyes, and then slowly look up at me with round eyes.

And then he smiled bashfully as if he was happy to have my thing in his mouth.

That expression is foul.

Looking at that cute face, I couldn’t help but put my hand on her head and gently stroke her hair and cheek.

Sylvia would close her eyes tightly whenever my hand touched her cheek, and she would hold the root of my penis tightly, pressing my penis against her cheek, making her cheek bulge.

It was as if he was trying to show me on the palm of his hand how deliciously he was eating.

The inside of her cheek was as warm as her skin, as soft as her hair, and as supple as her tongue could bear.

Her fingers, placed in front of her lips that had swallowed deeply, pulled at the skin of my penis, making the glans as stiff as possible.

Then, he gently scratched the groove under the glans with the tip of his tongue, pressed it with the flesh inside, and then squeezed it hard again and sucked it in.

My waist is getting stiff again.

Sylvia snorted with satisfaction at my appearance and slowly grabbed my waist with both hands.

Fingers, wet from the drool that flowed out, gently wrap around my waist.

Sylvia tilted her head towards me, unable to offer any resistance.

As if he was telling me to do whatever I wanted with him.

“…Sylvia.”

“Ugh,”

Instead of answering, Sylvia rolled her tongue around in her mouth.

I arched my back again at the tingling sensation in my lower body.

Sylvia let out a small moan and a snort as if she had tasted something delicious.

“no…”

Unable to bear it any longer, I put my hand on her head again.

I shut my eyes tightly, because looking at her face made me feel like I was going to faint again.

Sylvia still held my waist tightly with both hands.

If I wanted, I could have pulled out her head without any means of resistance.

“Haa… ha… Sylvia… now…”

“…”

Sylvia was slowly taking my penis out of her mouth without saying a word.

The cold air touches her genitals, which are gradually leaving her plump lips.

For some reason, at that moment, an indescribable sense of loss came over me.

At that moment, without realizing it, I tightened my grip on the hand holding her head.

“… Hmm?”

“Ah, no… that’s…”

Sylvia looked up at me with a puzzled expression.

And then, before I could even make an excuse, she smiled faintly with bleary eyes.

“…Behe,”

“No, wait… ugh,”

Sylvia lowered her head once again and swallowed my thing deep inside her.

She squeezed my cock, which hadn’t even hardened, down her throat.

The stimulation from the pressure felt good enough to drive me crazy, regardless of whether I had an erection or not.

I wrapped a strand of her hair around my hand and held it tightly.

Even though I saw Sylvia’s smile of conversion, I tried hard not to know what it meant.

“… That’s not it.”

But no matter how much you pretend not to know and deny it, the facts do not change.

I don’t want her to quit.

And Sylvia knew that fact all too well.

Sylvia slowly brought one hand forward again and started rubbing my testicles, her tongue flickering.

“Ouch,”

My mind is spinning.

I didn’t even have an erection, but I felt like I was going to cum at any moment.

Sylvia seemed to be looking forward to it too.

Sylvia slowly took my thing out of her mouth and quickly stimulated the tip of the glans while moving the tip of her tongue up and down.

I gripped her hair harder and harder.

Sylvia groaned softly and lowered her head.

Once again wrapped warmly, my unprincipled penis throbbed and spurted out a lot of pure white lava.

Sylvia pressed her lips firmly against the base of the pillar.

The determination and obsession to not shed a single drop could be felt in her tightly clenched lips.

I grabbed Sylvia’s back of the head and squeezed it.

Sylvia obviously liked it.

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“I’m thirsty.”

“Really? I’m fine.”

“It was definitely Sylvia who moved, so why am I thirsty?”

“Well, I drank it. I sent Ash away.”

“…”

“I’m embarrassed?”

Sylvia smiled bashfully and lay down next to me.

I kissed her lips lightly without saying a word.

Her moist lips had a pungent taste that was hard to describe.

It’s the taste I always get when I kiss her after s*x.

“Ugh, I feel this every time… How on earth do you eat something like this?”

“Why, it’s just sweet.”

“It’s so bitter.”

“The one you love hangs on you.”

Sylvia said that and hugged me tightly.

It’s not that I didn’t understand what she said.

It’s a strange taste that even causes an instinctive rejection in me as a man, but I won’t avoid kissing Sylvia just because I can taste my semen in her mouth.

I buried my face in Sylvia’s chest, who hugged me silently, and gasped for breath.

A sharp pain was radiating from deep within my chest.

There wasn’t much movement, but it still seemed like it was too much.

“… Phew.”

“Ash, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing… nothing.”

In the past, I could have s*x with her all night long, and wed several times without a break, and it was fine, but now, my whole body would creak after just one ejaculation.

I realized anew how damaged my body was.

I guess I won’t live very long.

Of course, he didn’t tell Sylvia that he was sick.

It was because I didn’t want to ruin the cozy time we had together after such a long time.

I playfully bit Sylvia’s breast, fearing that she might sense something strange.

“Ahh,”

Sylvia moaned very seductively and ruffled my hair.

“Why are you provoking me like this when you’re not even going to do anything? Do you want to die?”

“Hehehe, Sylvia is really bright.”

“Ha, Ash, you know what else is different?”

“No, it’s no different. I like Sylvia’s body so much.”

“…Is this provocation again?”

“What, what’s your mind? Don’t you say the same thing?”

“Who says that? That kind of woman is unpopular.”

“That’s what it was like in the romance novels I read.”

“I guess she didn’t like that guy very much. I don’t mind if Ash is after my body.”

“You’re lying, you made such a fuss over me kissing Sister Alice and Pia.”

“Oh, I almost forgot, but Ash reminded me.”

“… oh,”

“Take responsibility.”

“… how?”

“I know you can ejaculate without an erection… so I’ll let you off about ten times from now on.”

“I’m dying.”

I almost forgot.

That’s true, actually.

I was so happy to be in Sylvia’s arms, chatting away like this, that my head, which had been complicated by thoughts of my sister Alice’s death and the crimes Sylvia committed against me, was instantly filled with a pink fog.

I slowly raised my head.

And then, like a little bird pecks a tree with its beak, she pecked my lips against hers.

Sylvia snorted and hugged me tighter.

“Ash…”

“huh?”

“Just now, at the Demon King’s castle.”

“huh…”

“There was a time when I cut down Ash.”

“It’s okay. If you want to apologize, I won’t accept it. That’s not something Sylvia should apologize for.”

I cut off Sylvia’s words with a firm tone, fearing that the mood might turn gloomy.

Sylvia continued speaking, smiling but slowly shaking her head.

“That’s not it…”

“then?”

“At that time, I was having a very happy dream.”

“… huh?”

If I think back clearly, Sylvia was trapped in an illusion shown by the Demon King at that time.

I too was trapped in a fantasy and was awakened by that peddler boy… no, the prince of the demon tribe.

The boy must have woken me up instead of Sylvia because he might have been cut to death by Sylvia’s blind sword.

In fact, if I hadn’t trained with Sylvia to evade, I would have already been cut down by Sylvia’s sword and died.

Perhaps, if I had died like that, Sylvia, who had awakened from her illusions, would have committed suicide by borrowing the hands of the Demon King.

As arduous as the training was, it filled my heart with the knowledge that it wasn’t in vain.

“The dream of living in a cabin with Ash.”

“This cabin?”

“It was similar, but… there was a bit more furniture, and it seemed closer to the cabin we lived in before.”

“… Sorry for burning you.”

“Okay, it’s just a house. What’s important to me is… you, Ash.”

Sylvia placed her index finger under the tip of my chin and slowly lifted it upward.

Then he looked at me for a moment, then slowly came closer and kissed me.

It was a light kiss without even mixing tongues, perhaps conscious of the scent of semen lingering in her mouth, but the time their lips touched was as long as any other kiss.

After a long kiss, Sylvia slowly pulled away and nodded slowly as if confirming something, continuing to speak.

“It was a really happy dream.”

“… was that so?”

“Yeah, waking up to the smell of Ash’s bread baking, starting breakfast with Ash’s light kiss, hunting and chopping firewood during the day, and rolling around in bed with Ash at night…”

“uh…”

“why?”

“Is that all?”

At that moment, I thought that the happy vision Sylvia had seen was a little strange.

The reason it felt strange was not because the sight was so ecstatic and unrealistic that it was difficult to dare to imagine, but rather because it was so plain and familiar.

“That’s it, what a happy dream it was. How I’ve longed for such a life over the past few years.”

“But that’s… just the way things have been since we’ve always been together. Since the day we first had s*x, to be exact.”

Sylvia laughed bashfully at my words.

“That’s right. That’s why I like Ash.”

“…?”

“The greatest happiness I can think of is you, Ash.”

Sylvia’s face, confessing so calmly, couldn’t have looked so cute.

haha,

The woman who appears before my eyes is capable of defeating even the Demon King.

Just a few hours ago, I saw her chopping up the Demon King’s body into tiny pieces.

Like the hero in the fairy tale who fights a giant dragon, Sylvia is a legendary, historical, and fairytale-like heroine.

But I couldn’t stand it because I loved that Sylvia so much.

A tickling feeling of happiness is creeping in from somewhere deeper than the dull pain in my chest.

“Sylvia…”

“But Ash now is different from what I saw in that fantasy.”

“… huh?”

“Well, the Ash I saw back then was healthy enough to chop firewood himself.”

“…”

This woman,

You’re trying to ruin the mood while things are going well.

“Ahahaha,”

Sylvia saw my slightly embarrassed expression, laughed out loud, then lowered one of the hands that was hugging my back and grabbed my butt.

“Ugh,”

“Don’t make that face, you idiot.”

“…Then why don’t you just live in a fantasy?”

“…”

Now that I think about it, that’s true.

Maybe it was better for Sylvia to live in that fantasy.

No matter how fake it was, the me in that dream was no different from the real me, to the point where she couldn’t tell the difference.

Just healthier and more injury-free than I am now.

Although she could die at the hands of the Demon King, perhaps living and dying in that illusion would be a better ending for Sylvia, who had suffered for so long.

Above all, the real me… won’t be able to live that long.

“You’re having strange thoughts again.”

Sylvia frowned slightly as if she could tell without looking and lightly pressed her forehead to mine.

It was a light movement, but a not-so-light click echoed through the cabin.

“ouch,”

“I just said I was different.”

“Uh… huh?”

Sylvia continued, their foreheads touching each other.

“No matter how good the Ash in your dreams is at cooking, exercising, and having s*x,”

“… huh,”

“I like the real Ash much better.”

“…”

“I knew it for sure when we kissed just now.”

Sylvia spoke firmly.

“I can’t live without real Ash.”

“…”

… Perhaps, after I die, I should prepare in advance for Sylvia to live on her own.

So that she doesn’t waste the rest of her life feeling lost.

In every way, the fantasy world that Sylvia saw was a world of perfect happiness for her.

But the reality was not like that.

Sister Maria, who had been revived, would soon have to part ways, Sister Alice had also died, and it was clear that humanity would survive but would face a long and turbulent era.

Above all, I am dying.

A world filled with misfortune for everyone.

Sylvia considers such a world good for her alone.

Then, I too cannot help but agree with her choice.

“me too,”

Well, it won’t be too late to think about this after we return to Goldfield Estate.

I thought so and continued.

“I can’t live without Sylvia anymore.”

“lol,”

Sylvia hugged me tightly like a teddy bear.

By the way, it’s a fantasy.

The Demon King’s illusion that showed Sylvia a happy sight.

What did I see in that vision?

Obviously…

“…under,”

“hmm?”

“No, it’s nothing.”

I definitely remember that moment,

I saw a peaceful death.

A warm voice that tells me it’s okay to die now, it’s okay to fall into a peaceful sleep now.

That was all I saw and heard in my vision.

So, in the end, this world isn’t such a bad thing to me who is dying.

I hugged Sylvia silently, laughing vainly.

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