My body was numb and couldn’t move. I was left behind alone in this utter darkness. It was beyond loneliness; it was terror.
“Aisha! Aisha Unicorn! You’re a sacred beast. Do something!”
Aisha, my white steed, a Unicorn. She looks like an ordinary white horse, but in reality, she is the sacred beast, Unicorn. She could surely do something about my numbness. I placed a sliver of hope in Aisha, but she responded with… a pee.
…She’s a horse, after all. I wouldn’t be scolded for doing it anywhere, but she’s a sacred beast! Knowing her human form, it’s not something a woman should do carelessly.
My last resort, dampened by a small stream of ammonia, crumbled weakly. But I couldn’t just tremble and wait. My brain began to spin like a morning glory.
The medicine Orietta likely created wouldn’t be easily undone, judging by its current effect. It would likely persist until noon… or night, or tomorrow.
The magic pouch contained only daily necessities and expired potions. I had relied on Sophia, so I was negligent in my preparations, and potions wouldn’t cure this numbness.
The only mobility I had was from the neck up. If I shouted, there was no one around, and honestly, it would be troublesome if someone was. Aisha was useless, and maybe I should have had Sophia pull down my pants.
You damn fools! Were you that blinded by the reward!? I won’t belong to anyone! Though, in my current state, that’s not convincing at all.
Priscilla had said: she would make me her own.
Sophia had said: let’s live together.
Alana had said: let’s open a farm.
Orietta had said: I’ll modify your entire body.
Rufina had said: I want your blood.
Christine had said… nothing. She just hit me with cardiac arrest without a word.
Christine… Christine-san subjected me to cardiac arrest without a word. Cardiac arrest… something connected at Godspeed and departed at Godspeed. As if sinking into the cleavage of Christine-san’s chest.
Wait! Don’t panic! If it’s Christine-san’s cleavage, salvage is possible. If it were Rufina, it would have been like “clam digging”!
Christine-san caused my heart to stop. I instinctively used Godspeed cardiac massage to manage the situation. Something I thought of around this time…
Godspeed is usable. My body isn’t moving, but my internal body is. Cardiac massage, which I don’t even understand how I actually do. Godspeed works internally. Is this it!?
I need to take notes before sinking into Priscilla-san’s cleavage. Godspeed works internally. Can’t I move that? To get rid of this numbness… increase my metabolism?
I don’t know how to increase my metabolism. I don’t even understand cardiac massage. This is another world, a land of sword and magic. A world where imagination and action are justice.
Godspeed, metabolism!
My body remained motionless. Is it no use after all? This is all I could come up with. I refuse to give up! I have nothing but Godspeed.
Godspeed, Mode Six! Metabolism!
A rising sense of choked sobs. The foulness expelled from my mouth before I could stop Godspeed sprayed up like a fountain and fell according to gravity. Drenching my entire body.
“Gah, gah, it stinks! So dirty!”
Covered head to upper body in Reverse, I regretted it, but I felt like my right-hand finger moved slightly. Is it working!?
It might be working, but for my mental well-being, I don’t want to do it. But there are things a man must do! No one is watching anyway.
Godspeed, Mode Six! Metabolism!
How beautiful, like the Trevi Fountain. Or perhaps Kegon Falls? Even by forcibly suppressing it, closing my mouth and exerting force, it couldn’t match the water volume of Niagara Falls. The Reverse, erupting from my nose, mouth, and even ears, showed no signs of stopping, eroding my stamina and pride.
Godspeed, Mode Two! Metabolism!
Fearing a repeat of the twin fountains, I slowed down. My nose hurt from something getting stuck in it earlier, and I didn’t want to get dirty. By the time the third Reverse ended, I could at least turn my body to the side.
This should do it! I can throw up as much as I want now! No holding back! Mode Six!
My stomach empty, I vomited stomach acid, and pain accompanied my body. My joints ached, along with a headache, stomachache, backache, toothache – every pain ending in “ache” continued without rest.
If it were just pain, I could endure it. I hate filth, and I’m not good with gore. Godspeed, Mode Two! … It’s “Two” because it’s “Painful”… Mode Six!
My foolishness hadn’t eased the pain. My head felt like Priscilla had split it, my stomach like Alana had bitten it, my waist like Orietta had punched it, my internal organs like Rufina had pulled them out, my companion like Sophia had bitten it, and my heart, of course, by Christine.
Why must I suffer so much! A person as upright and harmless as I am, enduring pain as if my whole body were being sliced apart…
It’s all the Demon Lord’s fault! If he hadn’t started a war, I could have been playing with girls by the sea in Lauenstein!
My madness envelops me along with the pain. Kill! Kill! Kill! I know it myself. My rationality is being blown away. But I don’t care!
If this pain subsides, I’ll kill them all, everyone! Every single one of them, I’ll kill them! Kill! Kill!
In the darkness of pain, I thought only of killing. Because at that moment, it was the only thing I thought could withstand this pain.
Amidst that, a woman’s face floated up. I’ll kill her too. I’ll kill her first! I’ll destroy her and kill her! … No, wait. It would be a waste to just kill her. I’ll kill her after making her an eroge. While picturing her face, I recalled every outfit I could think of.
School uniform, gym clothes, race queen, swimsuit, nurse, policewoman, work clothes. Various company uniforms, stewardess, national military uniforms, ethnic costumes. The girl next door, the housewife…
Remembering one woman, I imagined her dressed in eroge outfits, then tearing her apart and raping her. Spreading that image to the entire White Lily Corps, I endured the pain of Mode Six.
I messed up…
As guilt took over, the physical pain subsided, and I was exhausted. As if being swallowed by something dark and black, I remembered the White Lily Corps.
What would have become of me if I had continued like that? Surely, a man with a broken mind would have been made.
I suppose I should at least express my gratitude. My mind is clear now. I know my objective. What I must do is…
For now, I’ll go into the sea and wash my body and clothes. I’ve often had my front panty bulge, but to have my back panty bulge… I’m ashamed for a grown man.
What’s done is done. I can probably wear them again after washing. No one will know if I don’t say anything, and the White Lily Corps doesn’t have the luxury of buying new ones. … Perhaps I’m the only one who can’t buy them? I removed my clothes, covered in filth and excrement, and entered the sea.
What a sense of liberation. My swinging companion feels good. Small fish swimming in the clear sea swarmed and pecked at me.
I’ve heard of fish that eat microorganisms on human skin. It’s perfect for me, who doesn’t have soap.
I could barely move, so I entrusted the cleaning of my body to the small fish. I wanted to be cleaned thoroughly, but it seemed the small fish were mostly female, as they only pecked at my companion.
Seeing a shadow of a fish exceeding one meter, I quickly went ashore. As soon as I took my dirty clothes into the sea, the fish shadows.
An old man goes to the mountains to cut grass, and I go to the sea to wash off the filth, wash my feces-stained pants, and watch the feces flow away.
“Aisha! Aisha Unicorn! This time, I’m counting on you!”
My soaked clothes felt unpleasant, but I couldn’t afford to care. I drank an expired potion to recover some stamina and mounted my steed.
“Aisha! Run like you’re going to die! No, run even if you die! Don’t think about resting midway. Go!”
I whipped my steed and started running. I wanted to use Godspeed. If I could activate Mode Six, I’d arrive faster than riding a horse.
But for now, recovering my stamina is most important. Dried meat was absorbed by my empty stomach. As soon as possible, as soon as possible, I need to get to everyone.
Despite my anxious feelings, I made a single toilet stop and headed for Nebel Bridge. I also learned that potions spoil.
On the Nordland side, Nebel Bridge. This area was also shrouded in fog, making Lauenstein Castle, five kilometers away, invisible. It was quite dense fog, but for me, who possesses Mind’s Eye, it was no problem. Aisha, true to her being a Unicorn, ran at full speed even though the fog obscured her vision.
“We’re crossing like this. There’s something dangerous midway, but don’t worry, I’m watching. Go!”
Aisha Unicorn galloped at full speed, her hooves clattering on the cobblestone Nebel Bridge. Without my Mind’s Eye, I would have been too scared to run slowly, but my beloved steed ran like the wind.
Through the wide-area Mind’s Eye, I could see the middle of the bridge. A large machine, filling half the bridge, was emitting purple smoke mixed with the fog.
“Stop!”
I pulled on the reins, decelerating sharply. My hooves skidded on the cobblestones as we stopped, and I dismounted. I stroked Aisha’s neck and said,
“Aisha, this is as far as we go. Thank you for everything. It’s too dangerous to cross the bridge any further. Can you swim across the sea? Probably not, right? I don’t know if I can pick you up at the landing point in Nordland, so this is goodbye. Thank you.”
With that, I dashed into the sea. A “water running” technique that any Godspeed user would want to try at least once. Though that doesn’t mean I could do it.
Up to seven steps with Mode Two. After that, I’ll use Godspeed for freestyle. I’ll save the wasteful use for the Demon Lord. Even if it pushes me to my limits, I want to take the Demon Lord’s head before the White Lily Corps does.
Blocked by the waves and currents, I washed ashore a little farther from Lauenstein Castle.
