They Said My Status Stayed the Same Even Though I Reincarnated in Another World!?

I couldn't refuse even when suddenly I was sucked in blood.

What if here, you reject your sister and she hates you?

If you think so, you couldn't be going to refuse.

Steady, your sister will be sucking blood from me.

That amount is so much...... sometimes I get sucked from time to time, but more than twice as much blood as in that case.

And for that matter, the effect of bloodsucking makes my head chewy, fluffy and warm, and I don't know what it is.

It feels good, and you don't have to think about it anymore. No, I get the feeling.

Eventually, by the time your sister had finished sucking blood, I was in such a state that I couldn't help moving my body.

Just move your hands and feet a little and the tingling, numbing pleasure will run all over your body.

If you move your body in this condition...... given that, you are afraid and unwilling to move.

Or you won't even be able to actually move because it reflects on the comfort of running your body and your whole body gets stiff.

Your sister slowly puts me in the infirmary bed in that condition.

And as it is, it stretches over me to cover it.

"Fari.... I love you now"

Say, your sister's hand strokes my cheek.

That alone runs as comfortable as a bouncing hips.

"I want this love... if you don't want an act, I want you to reject it. I don't like it, you can just say one word to me. If not... please accept it because I will be the last to do so"

With a crying look somewhere, your sister says.

To that word, I cannot decide to reply.

Because I love Rig...... you can't imitate that, infidelity.

But if I refuse your sister now... your sister is going to hate me, and I can't even deny it because I'm afraid of that.

What can I do?

I desperately think about that.

But I don't know the right answer in the current state of being a bum with a fluffy head.

Seeing that I can't answer anything... Your sister mistakenly took that for affirmation.

- Okay, I'll touch it.

With that one word, your sister crawls through my body when her hands do.

And one button in the uniform, and one more, was going to be removed.

- By the time physical freedom finally came back, it was after all the acts had already been done.

I try to weave one of the sheets that was in the infirmary...... stunned on the bed.

Tears come down on their own, many of them.

Already, your sister is not in the infirmary.

When your sister finished the act, she said:

"I'm sorry. I won't do this again."

Leaving only that one word behind, your sister left the infirmary.

The look on your sister's face when she left... maybe she seemed to regret it.

I was feeling guilty or something, and I felt very uncomfortable about it.

If you look like that... why did you do this?

Why, did you force me to hold you?

Absolutely, I don't know what that means.

I don't understand.

Anyway...... now that my consciousness is clear, I still have discomfort, guilt, and disgust in my chest.

The discomfort with your sister, who looked like a victim while forcing her to do so.

Guilt of not refusing to act, having made it someone other than the rig.

And most importantly - disgust with yourself in such circumstances, even if you were sucking blood, because your body was joyfully trembling on your sister's fingers.

It's the first time I've felt it in my life, it's so black emotion, in my chest and in my head, it's a mess.

"... let's go home"

I snapped, snapped.

I don't want to be in this room anymore.

Besides... right now, I don't want to go with anyone.

The best way to satisfy that condition is to go back to the dorm and pull back.

I collect my own clothes scattered there, put them back on, and then head back to the dorm with heavy footsteps like zombies.