Volume 8 Side
Story 2
The Heat of
Midwinter
Irisdina coughed involuntarily as she lay in bed.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Her consciousness was
hazy, and a heaviness and breathlessness clung to her entire body. Every time air
passed through her throat, a stabbing pain ran through her, making her body
tremble. Looking out the window, she saw snow fluttering down, and snow-covered
trees peeked through the pane. Turning her gaze from the window to the room,
she saw her lover, Nozomu, looking at her with worried eyes. In his hand, he
held an ice pack filled with snow.
"Iris, are you
okay?"
The ice pack was
gently placed on Irisdina's forehead. The cold seeping through the cloth
pleasantly dispelled her heat. Beside him were Norn, the academy nurse, and
Anri and the others who were stationed at the Guest House. Norn palpated her
throat, took her temperature, then crossed her arms with a difficult
expression.
"I see. Swollen
throat and a high fever. Typical cold symptoms."
Irisdina herself
didn't really know why she had caught a cold. It was just that when morning
came, her physical condition had deteriorated significantly. Unable to get up
even at breakfast time, the worried Nozomu had come to check on her and grasped
her condition. Calling Norn to examine her led to the current situation.
"Temperature
is... about 45 degrees?"
"""45
degrees!?"""
At a temperature more
than ten degrees higher than a normal human's, Nozomu and the other two raised
bewildered voices.
"Hey Norn, that's
bad!"
"Sensei, I'll
bring more snow!"
"I'll contact
Jihad-sensei and prepare for emergency transport!"
When a fever exceeds
42 degrees, it has serious effects on the human body. In the worst case, death.
Even if one survives, there is a possibility of lasting damage to the body.
However, ignoring the panicked trio, Norn seemed calm.
"Wait, wait, all
three of you. Seeing that her consciousness is clear in this state, perhaps
this isn't such a high fever for her current self. After all, this is an unprecedented
condition."
Irisdina, who had
become a Dhampir, already possessed
physical strength surpassing that of a human. Considering that, a fever of 45
degrees might just be "a little high" for her. Besides, moving her
poorly would be a burden on the patient.
"But
Norn-sensei..."
"That's why I
called a specialist."
"A
specialist?"
At that moment, the
door to the room clicked open, and a silver-haired beauty appeared. It was
Vitora, the person who had triggered Irisdina becoming a Dhampir. Flaunting her seductive white legs peeking out from her
revealing, unseasonal crimson dress, she approached the bed, her heels
clicking.
"I'm here,
Husband. It seems our daughter is in a terrible state."
"Who... is
your... daughter... cough, cough!"
"Be quiet.
Hmm..."
Irisdina, unable to
tolerate being called "daughter" by Vitora as always, tried to raise
her voice, but only a raspy voice leaked from her throat. Snorting at her
condition, Vitora placed her hand on Irisdina's chest and closed her eyes.
"Did you find
anything?"
"Umu, simply put,
her body has not yet adapted to my power. To begin with, it was a state where a
power excessive for a human was forcibly stabilized by Husband's power. It was
foreseeable that some kind of malfunction would occur irregularly."
As expected, the cause
was the influence of becoming a Dhampir.
"However,
Husband's power is protecting her firmly. It will not become a fatal condition.
At most, she will be bedridden for a day or two."
At those words, Nozomu
let out a long sigh of relief. The fever was certainly high, but considering
the increase in physical strength from becoming a Dhampir, she would probably be fine for about two days. After that,
proper rest was essential.
"Now then, since
there seem to be no particular problems, I shall return. Oh, right, Husband.
Since our daughter is in this state, by all means, spend tonight with
me..."
"No, I'm nursing
Iris, so please go back. Or rather, get out."
"What is this?
Even though we live in the same house, you are so cold..."
As she was leaving,
Vitora leaned on Nozomu while making eyes at him, but Nozomu flatly refused her
invitation and pushed her out of the room. Incidentally, Vitora was currently
staying at the Guest House, but her room assignment was exactly opposite,
across the center of the building. The farthest possible location had been
assigned. This was the wish of Irisdina and Nozomu. Living together was
unavoidable considering Arcazam's circumstances, but they wanted her to be as
far away as possible.
"Well then, the
examination is tentatively over, but just in case, I should probably stay
nearby until her fever goes down. Anri, sorry, but could you prepare a
room?"
"Leave it to
me~~"
"Norn-sensei,
thank you very much. I will return to my work as well."
Norn left the room
accompanied by Anri, followed by Inda.
"Well then, I'll
go too. Rest well today."
When Nozomu, left
behind, turned his back to leave the room, his sleeve was tugged. When Nozomu
looked back reflexively, Irisdina was staring at him with teary eyes.
"Iris?"
"No..."
"Eh?"
"Don't go. Stay
here."
"But, you need to
rest..."
Strength gathered in
the slender fingers grasping his sleeve, and a gaze drifting with loneliness
was directed at him. Different from her usual dignified strength, it was a weak
figure she only showed to those she trusted. At Irisdina's state, Nozomu smiled
and gently squeezed the hand holding his sleeve. Then he pulled a nearby chair
to the bedside and sat down. Irisdina relaxed her expression in relief.
"Alright. Only
until you fall asleep."
"No, stay
forever..."
"Somehow, you're
quite selfish today..."
Five minutes after
holding hands, Irisdina fell asleep. Confirming her regular breathing, Nozomu
exhaled quietly.
(As I thought, her
body temperature is high...)
"Nn..."
Heat far higher than a
human's was transmitted to his hand. Irisdina, who had only been holding his
sleeve, pulled Nozomu's hand to her chest with a small groan. As if seeking his
precious presence even more. At that endearing gesture, Nozomu instinctively
stroked his beloved's cheek gently. The gentle sensation returning to his palm.
Affection welled up even more. Perhaps it was his imagination, but Irisdina's
expression, which should have been suffering from the fever, seemed a little
calmer.
(Sorry, Iris, but
maybe I'll prepare some things while you're sleeping.)
With a wry smile at
her tightly clasping his hand before he knew it, Nozomu took off his jacket.
Since he was being grabbed by the sleeve, he had no choice but to sacrifice his
jacket to pull his arm out. Feeling a little reluctant, he pulled his hand from
Irisdina's embrace, went to the kitchen to prepare her meal, and lit the stove.
He was making pumpkin soup. A classic dish for when one is feeling unwell, with
its thickness and sweetness.
"Hello~~. Is
Ane-sama okay?"
While he was making
soup, a cheerful voice echoed in the kitchen. Opening the door and entering
were the members of the Francilt family. Somia, Mena, and Victor.
"Somia-chan,
welcome. Did you come to see Iris?"
"Yes. I heard
Ane-sama was feeling unwell..."
"Hey, boy! My
daughter is safe, right!"
Technically, Irisdina
had been disinherited, but she was still family to Somia and the others.
Especially Victor seemed so worried that his usual great noble face was completely
lost.
"Master, please
be quiet."
"Hegu!?"
Mena's fist exploded
on the crown of Victor's head as he tried to close in on Nozomu with a bright
red face, knocking him to the floor. At the maid who acted as if her master
wasn't her master as always, Nozomu explained Irisdina's condition with a
twitching face.
"Umm. Iris is
certainly unwell, but she's fine now. I heard she'll recover in a day or
two..."
"Thank
goodness~~"
"No, there's
always a chance. I should stay in this mansion myself and..."
"Yes, yes, please
don't try to barge into a lady's room."
"Guooo..."
At Nozomu's
explanation, Somia, who had been a little tense, sighed in relief. Next to her,
Mena grabbed the scruff of Victor's neck as he looked ready to charge into
Irisdina's room.
" What are you making, Nozomu-sama..."
"It's Iris's
meal. Given her poor condition, solid food is out of the question, so..."
"Ani-sama (big
brother), can I help with anything?"
"Let's see...
wait, Ani-sama?"
At the name coming
from Somia's mouth, Nozomu asked back involuntarily.
"? Nozomu-san,
you're going to marry Ane-sama, right? Then shouldn't I call you
Ani-sama?"
"......No well,
maybe in the future... no, I'd like that to happen, but..."
"Boy,
you~~!"
"Master. You
disinherited Irisdina-ojousama yourself, so please let go of your child
already."
"Umm, Iris is
resting, so could you please be quiet?"
"Gumuuuu..."
Physically stopped by
Mena and silenced by Nozomu's logic, Victor groaned in frustration.
"Anyway,
Somia-chan, can you help?"
"Yes, leave it to
me!"
"I will prepare a
change of clothes for Ojousama. Master, please go fetch some snow for the ice
pack."
"Alright, got it!
Wait, I have to gather snow outside?"
"Manual labor is
about all you can do since you can't cook or do any housework, right? Just
go."
There was a service
entrance for deliveries at the back of the kitchen, and Mena kicked Victor out
of it. Victor complained loudly for a while, but reluctantly began gathering
snow. And when the preparations for the meal and other things were generally
finished, Somia told Nozomu she would go home immediately.
"Well then,
Ani-sama. Please take care of Ane-sama."
"You don't need
to see her?"
"I don't want to
be a burden to Ane-sama, so I'll hold back for now. When she recovers, I'll
come again properly."
As always, a
well-raised girl who cares for her sister.
"Hey boy! I'm
leaving this to you, but don't you dare do anything wicked to my daughter... Ow
ow ow!"
"Nozomu-sama,
please take care of Irisdina-ojousama. Now then, Master, we're going
home."
"I get it, I get
it, so don't pull while twisting my arm!"
While Nozomu was
impressed by Somia's consideration, Mena and Victor were the same as ever. And
after seeing off Somia and the others dragging Victor away, Nozomu returned to
Irisdina's room with the meal, ice pack, and change of clothes. When he
returned to the room, Irisdina was already awake. Hugging the jacket Nozomu had
left behind tightly, she looked at him with dissatisfaction for disappearing while
she was asleep.
"Muu... I told
you to stay, but you were gone."
"I was preparing
various things, so please bear with me a little."
Even her pouting face
was cute. With a wry smile, suppressing his rising joy, Nozomu arranged the
prepared meal on a nearby side table.
"Was Somia
here?"
"Yeah, Mena-san
and Victor-san too."
"I see..."
Whether she was happy
that her relatives worried about her even though she was no longer a Francilt,
her voice sounded a little lonely but drifted with unconcealable happiness. At
that moment, a sweet scent wafted into Irisdina's nostrils. Grr... Her stomach growled quietly.
"Soup..."
"It's already
lunchtime. You haven't eaten breakfast, so you must be hungry, right?"
"...Yeah."
Nodding slightly,
Irisdina closed her eyes and opened her mouth a little.
"Iris, what are
you doing?"
"Feed me."
While Nozomu froze in
surprise for a moment, Irisdina thrust her chin out, urging him to hurry.
Giving in, Nozomu slumped his shoulders, sat in front of her, and dipped the spoon
into the bowl of soup.
"Here, say
ahh..."
"Nn,
delicious."
The slightly cooled
soup passed smoothly down her throat with a gentle mouthfeel and a hint of
sweetness. Thump, thump... Carried
away by her quickening heartbeat and rising impulse, Irisdina opened her mouth
again.
"Jeez, you're
like a child today."
"It's fine, just
for today."
Spoonful by spoonful,
she swallowed the soup carried to her mouth like a baby bird. Her fever was
still high, and her body was heavy. Pain ran through her throat too. But she
was happy. His worry, his consideration, his kindness filled Irisdina with joy,
and it spread throughout her whole body.. Such ecstasy ended as the soup in the
pot became empty. Nozomu's back as he began to clear the dishes. At his averted
eyes, loneliness welled up in her chest again.
"Nozomu. My
body... feels gross..."
"Ah, night sweat?
I prepared hot water and a towel, so you should wipe your body."
Perhaps because of
that, urged by the heat melting her whole body, Irisdina began to do something
the usual her would never do.
"Nn..."
She put her hand on
the pajama buttons in front of him and began to undo them. Her eyes were glazed
and melting, suggesting her thoughts weren't working properly. With the sound
of snap, snap, her white skin was
laid bare. Nozomu instinctively sputtered and shouted.
"Wait, wait a
minute! Don't try to undress while I'm still in the room!"
"But, it feels
gross..."
Even stopped,
Irisdina's hands didn't stop. And the last button was undone. From her chest to
her stomach was revealed, and Nozomu hurriedly turned his back.
"Then, at least
wait until I leave the room..."
"Nozomu, wipe
me..."
"Huh?"
"Wipe me."
"No, no, that's a
bit... Whoa!"
Nozomu's hand was
pulled with a jerk. Irisdina's white back leaped into the eyes of Nozomu, who
had inadvertently fallen to his knees beside the bed.
"Please. My body
still hurts from the fever. I can't wipe... my back..."
"T-Then I'll
close my eyes..."
"You can
look."
"Huh?"
"You can look.
No, look, please?"
(Like I can
loooooook!)
Ten seconds of silence
between them. It was Nozomu who gave in. While shouting in his heart at the
insistent Irisdina, he picked up the towel he brought. Then he soaked the towel
in hot water, wrung it lightly, and began to wipe her white, glossy back.
"Nn, Nozomu's
hands... feel good..."
(This can't be helped,
it's unavoidable... Or rather, what's touching you is the towel, not my hand!
Don't phrase it weirdly!)
Her bewitching voice
vibrated Nozomu's eardrums and whole body. Even through the cloth, the
sensation returning to his hand was soft, carrying heat and paralyzing his
thoughts. While desperately enduring the lust that threatened to run wild,
Irisdina slowly reached for Nozomu's arm.
"Here
too..."
"Wait...!"
His hand was pulled,
and Nozomu's arm passed under Irisdina's armpit. And keeping her hand on his,
she started wiping the front of her body. At the sensation even softer than her
back, Nozomu's body went completely rigid, and his thinking power and reason
were scraped away.
(Front is no good!)
"Nn, nn..."
Ignoring the frozen
stiff Nozomu, Irisdina continued to wipe her body. From her smooth stomach to
her upper arms, and the two exceptionally soft, rounded things. At the
sensation of it sinking between his fingers,, Nozomu screamed in his head
involuntarily.
(Uooooooh! Someone
please, knock me out~~~~!)
After a few minutes of
excessive mental load. Finally, Nozomu was released.
"Hah, hah, hah...
Feel refreshed?"
"Yeah... Nozomu..."
"W-What
now?"
"Change of clothes..."
"Ah, over here...
Hm? Pfft!"
When the exhausted
Nozomu managed to stand up and pick up Irisdina's change of clothes, a small
triangular piece of cloth fluttered to the floor. It was lovely pink underwear.
Nozomu involuntarily placed the replacement pajamas on top, hiding the cloth
underneath so it couldn't be seen. Then, he tried to hold the change of clothes
again as if nothing had happened. His cheeks were twitching. At that time, he
noticed a white piece of paper peeking out from the gap in the folded pajamas.
With a suspicious expression, Nozomu pulled out the paper and unfolded it...
and left speechless at the sentence written there.
『To Nozomu-sama, now is the time to show your manhood! 』
(Hey you,
Mena-saaaaaan!)
It was unnecessary encouragement
from Mena. Next to the message was a cute yet suggestive drawing of a thumbs-up.
Nozomu had already sustained more than enough damage. What more did she expect
him to do?
"Nozomu, is
something... wrong?"
"No, nothing... Wait,
don't face this way topless!"
Tilting her head
cutely, Irisdina raised both hands asking for the change of clothes. Two hills
shaking, intruding into the edge of his vision. Any more is bad. He'll break in
various ways. Judging so, Nozomu handed over the change of clothes while
looking away, and tried to leave the room as is, but...
"Like I said,
don't go..."
"Fugu!?"
His hand was pulled the
third time, and he was forced to sit on the bed. And Irisdina wrapped her arms
around him and clung to him, as if to tie him down. It became a form of being
hugged from behind, and two symbols of womanhood were pressed directly against
his back. Her heat, far higher than a normal person's, was transmitted to
Nozomu through what he had been touching through cloth until just a moment ago.
(Aaaaaaaah!)
"Nn, it's cool
and feels good... Does it feel good, Nozomu?"
The whisper of his
beloved in his ear. Squishy, squishy…Every
time Irisdina stirred, the soft sensation assaulting him changed shape. The
heat mingling in his body mixed until he no longer knew if it was hers or his,
raging madly. And, finally realizing the limit of his reason, Nozomu
reflexively placed his right hand on his face and released his ki. The running
impact shook his brain and blew away his consciousness.
"Nozomu,
Nozomu... Did you fall asleep?"
"Kyuu~~~~......"
"Ehehehe, then,
I'll sleep too~~"
As Nozomu's body,
having knocked himself out, hung limply, Irisdina, whose thoughts were melted
by fever, dragged her beloved into her bed and fell asleep again with joy.
After that, faced with the two sleeping in the same bed with disheveled
clothes, the two teachers made a huge fuss, and Nozomu would be busy making
excuses. And later, this strange constitution of Irisdina would cause various
disturbances...
"What is
thiiiis!"
"Kyaa~~! Ane-sama
is cute!"
"Waaaaaah,
Nojomu~~~~!"
"This is...
Irisdina-ojousama, you have become quite young."
That is another story.
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