As he began to awaken from sleep, Kazui’s various senses started functioning again. Until a short while ago he had felt nothing, but now he could sense many things.
(It feels kind of good...)
Kazui felt a sweet pleasure around his crotch. It was the sexual kind of comfort he experienced when masturbating.
But he could tell this was not masturbation. His newly functioning hearing had picked up the seductive moans of a woman and the creaking of a bed.
He could also feel that someone was on top of him and that the bed was shaking.
(Is this... by any chance...)
He roughly understood what was happening to him. Yet for Kazui, it was something far too hard to believe.
To confirm with his own eyes what was happening, he raised his eyelids. He was still drowsy, but he somehow managed to lift his heavy eyelids and visually confirm his situation.
What met his eyes was a familiar room. Ever since coming to Aquila, Kazui had been living with Yuri in a cheap apartment for adventurers, and the scene of his own room in that apartment appeared before him.
The room itself was familiar, but there was also something unfamiliar in his view. A woman with red hair flying about, swinging her hips on top of him, filled his sight.
(So I really was... being ridden in the cowgirl position.)
He confirmed that exactly what he had guessed was happening to him.
(Who is this woman? She looks familiar...)
With a head that had not yet fully awakened, Kazui thought. Then he quickly remembered why the woman’s face looked familiar.
(This woman... is one of the people who saved me!)
Once he recalled why he knew her face, other memories came flooding back in a chain — the various events he had experienced before waking up in this room.
(That’s right! I was... violated by Vice and almost killed... and this woman, along with the ones called Ebony and Ivory, saved me.)
Looking up at the red-haired woman, Kazui continued thinking.
(I was saved...)
Joy at having survived began to well up inside him.
(She said the chances of success were low, but it worked.)
He recalled the scene of Ivory using holy magic that he had seen just before losing consciousness.
(I have to thank the people who saved me...)
Holding a deep sense of gratitude, he thought that — and immediately afterward realized that one of the three people he wanted to thank was right in front of him.
(I can thank this woman right away... but why is she... having sex with me in the first place?)
A natural question rose in his mind. Still, he felt that thanking the person who had saved him should come first.
"Um... thank you for saving me."
Hearing his voice, the red-haired woman realized that Kazui had woken up.
"You’re awake... Kazu! Thank goodness!"
She replied happily.
"Ivory-san said... your body is already completely healed... so I thought you’d be fine... but..."
Even while panting with pleasure, the red-haired woman continued speaking in broken phrases.
"You weren’t... waking up for so long... I was worried... nnh..."
Even while talking, she did not stop moving her hips.
"So... um... who are you, and why are you... having sex with me?"
"Sorry... I’m about to cum... so that talk can wait... until later..."
The red-haired woman postponed her answer. It was true that she was so aroused she was conscious of climax and her mind was starting to melt from the pleasure, but the real reason she put it off was that the question was difficult to answer.
"Can you... rub my breasts?"
Asked to caress her chest, Kazui hesitated for a moment. But as someone who loved women’s breasts, he quickly lost to the temptation of the full breasts swaying invitingly before him and stretched out both hands.
(Well... it’s kind of like thanking the person who saved me...)
Making that excuse to himself, he began squeezing her breasts with both palms. Although he was inexperienced, he was able to caress her chest surprisingly well.
(Maybe my hands still remember the movements from when Vice controlled me?)
His guess hit the mark. Being dexterous and highly athletic, Kazui had retained the movements from when Vice had controlled him.
He was able to imitate the caresses of a succubus who could be called a genius master of sexual acts. The skilled fondling that could be said to have been inherited from Vice delighted the red-haired woman.
"Kazu... you’re good at this."
With a face slack from pleasure, she murmured her impression.
"You were a virgin until... the succubus got you...? That’s a lie, right?"
(Why does this woman know that I was a virgin until Vice got me?)
A question rose in Kazui’s mind.
(She knows my nickname, and it seems like she’s known me for a while...)
The woman apparently knew him, yet Kazui had no idea who she was.
(I don’t feel like we’ve never met before. Her face feels strangely familiar, like she resembles someone...)
He could not figure out who she resembled. With a head that had not fully woken up and was further clouded by the pleasure of sex, thinking would not produce an answer.