(Chastity Reversed) I'm Sorry, My Lady. I Had Sex With Another Woman Again

“…Um, Teresa-san?”

The low voice unique to males, rare in this place, reached my ears as I was in a trance-like state, bringing me back to my senses.

Before me was the face of the man who was smiling awkwardly with a troubled expression, and around him were figures of people wondering what was happening.

(W-what am I doing…!)

For just a moment, I displayed a blank expression, not understanding the situation. But an action command struck from the depths of my brain, and I roughly shook off his hand.

Since the force was stronger than I had intended, I hurriedly apologized as if to cover up.

“S-sorry. I seem to have been spacing out.”

With my legs pressed together to hide my wet, disgusting underwear, I gazed at his face, which showed no particular concern.

…Looking at that face, I felt my heart being violated even without touching him.

This was bad.

“It’s fine. So if there’s no problem, shall we begin training?”

“…Yes, nice to meet you again.”

I no longer had the composure I’d had moments ago as I faced him. No, rather, I was inwardly terrified of him. To feel “sacred” about someone I’d just met… It was clearly abnormal.

Just from touching him once, I felt that this person I’d just met was more precious, more important than anything else.

I felt my values being overwritten in real-time. And I was beginning to not find it unpleasant. I desperately suppressed the instinct to be swept away with reason, and glared at the man before me with a bright red face.

(This guy… no, this person, if he’s a spy, he’s truly dangerous. I must investigate…)

I chastised my relaxed feelings and put on white gloves to prevent [mental resonance] from occurring during the upcoming training.

If I were to read his emotions vividly again, I wouldn’t be able to focus on training. I might even become unable to suspect him.

I must avoid that at all costs.

On top of that, it would be excellent if I could explore his true nature, his roots, through training. If I could understand his mental structure, I should be able to avoid being invaded by unexpected resonance.

First, to build immunity, I needed to know him. How to deal with him could all be determined afterward.

“Well, let’s get started.”

Though I wanted to change my wet underwear because it felt disgusting, I didn’t want to appear more suspicious, so I turned back to face him as I was.

…Well, he was a man. It might be a bit difficult to move, but it wasn’t a problem. This combat training was probably just a game to him anyway. I would just roughen him up a bit.

The only thing I feared in confronting him was mental resonance.

To prevent the condition for it, physical contact, I was now wearing gloves. In theory, mental resonance might activate if he grabbed my face or something, but I wasn’t the type to allow a man to attack me. If I just maneuvered carefully to avoid lucky punches, it should be fine. As long as I didn’t let my guard down, there was no problem.

(I showed you an embarrassing side earlier, but now it’s your turn. Let me see everything about you.)

With my heart dancing a little at the joy of being able to strip bare the heart of this beautiful, dangerous man before me, I took a fighting pose.

“Simon-kun, let me apologize in advance, sorry.”

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“This is bad, what should I do…”

Although I had participated as a way to kill time and train, I was holding my head in my hands due to an unexpected situation.

—Going back a few minutes.

Facing the training partner, a princely girl with both hands extended, I was hesitating.

It was the conflict of, well, it wouldn’t be good to punch her even in combat training.

I didn’t know how skilled she was.

For me, trained by Dorothy-sama, there was even a possibility of killing her with a right straight.

After hesitating, finally.

Shu!

“Hm!”

“Too weak!”

I threw a light jab at her face as a feint.

That attack was knocked down by Teresa-san’s gloved hand, but that was fine. The real move was elsewhere.

Grab!

“Wha…!”

I quickly restrained her from below, almost as if charging, as she raised her hands to deflect my hand.

“W-wait!”

She seemed to have lost her balance from my jab, standing with her legs close together, and her lower stance seemed weak.

I collided with her body as if hugging her from the waist, pressed against her, then smoothly took her back, placed my arm against her neck, and slowly tightened it.

This was what they called a sleeper hold.

Perhaps realizing she was in a losing position, she tried to struggle and change her posture, but I didn’t allow it.

Of course, since this was training, I didn’t actually choke her, but I went as far as creating the position just before that.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t serve as training.

I pressed tightly, holding Teresa-san’s neck with my arm. I applied just a little pressure, then immediately released it.

…Well, this much should be enough. It wouldn’t be good to hold too long, so I loosened my arm to release her.

At that moment.

Piyo♡, pyoooooo…♡♡♡

Chororororo…

“Huh?”

I hadn’t intended to be that forceful.

…Perhaps I had overdone it?

She stuck out her tongue widely, rolled her eyes back, and stopped moving. And on my legs holding her, something warm soaked through Teresa-san’s pants.

…Had she fainted?

In combat training, had I made a presumably noble girl faint and wet herself…?

Th-this was bad. It might be too bad.

Murmurs started to rise from those around us. Perhaps they hadn’t noticed the incontinence yet, but at this rate, it was only a matter of time.

If they found out I had made her wet herself, things would get even worse. Teresa-san might forgive me, but would those around her?

If this continued, for the crime of a commoner making a noble wet herself. Death penalty…? Would I be killed…?

“E-excuse me! Can I take this child to the infirmary!?”

I hurriedly raised my hand to the instructor and headed to the infirmary while holding her as she twitched and convulsed.