I Was Just a Losing Jail Guard, but When I Was Kind to the Captured Heroines, the Game’s Story Fell Apart. - Chapter 15: The Losing Jail Guard Gets Encouragement

Chapter 15: The Losing Jail Guard Gets Encouragement

After Katiana escaped from the dungeon…

I spent my days going through the motions, feeling a little out of it.

“—Lus!! Lugus!!”

“Huh?”

“My hamburger steak is burning!! Snap out of it!!”

“Oh, crap, sorry.”

Lucifelle shook me out of my daze, and I quickly flipped the hamburger patty I was frying.

I covered it with a lid to let it steam for a bit —almost done.

Lucifelle let out a sigh of relief and scolded me from the side.

“Seriously!! You’ve been so out of it lately!!”

“Yeah, sorry. I’ve just been thinking about stuff.”

“About what? Are you still upset that the prisoner escaped?”

“It’s not that I’m upset… I just wonder if letting her go was the right thing to do.”

“Hmph. You’re way too soft on an escaped prisoner.”

Lucifelle looked at me with exasperation.

And yeah, maybe it was weird for a low-level jail guard like me to worry about a heroine like Katiana.

But still, Katiana was my friend.

If I’d stopped her back then, maybe she wouldn’t have to go through something terrible.

“Alright, the hamburger steak is ready.”

“Oh!! Muhuhu, lately, if I don’t eat your cooking, I just can’t get motivated to do anything!”

Lucifelle happily grabbed the plate of food I’d made.

She was probably taking it to Marisela.

Just as I thought that, Lucifelle turned back to me.

“Hey, Lugus.”

“What is it?”

“I don’t understand your problems, and I don’t plan to.”

“Uh… okay?”

“But, Mother probably would. If you can’t shake off that weird feeling in your chest, try talking to her.”

That was Lucifelle’s way of showing she cared.

Her words were clumsy, but it was something she wouldn’t have said before.

She had a point —thinking about it by myself wasn’t getting me anywhere.

“So, here I am.”

“Oh dear.”

Before I knew it, I was standing with Lucifelle in Marisela’s room.

Lucifelle had set up a chair and table beside Marisela’s bed and was happily munching on the hamburger steak.

Marisela didn’t seem bothered by my sudden visit at all. She just smiled warmly.

I told her about my worries regarding Katiana.

Of course, I left out the part about the future she might experience.

No way she’d believe me if I started talking about my game knowledge.

Marisela listened patiently, nodding from time to time as I spoke.

“…I see. So, Lugus, you’re feeling regretful about letting your human friend go.”

“It’s not exactly regret… I just wonder if I should’ve stopped her.”

“That is a tough problem…”

Marisela folded her arms thoughtfully, resting a hand on her cheek.

Her huge breasts were… very noticeable.

“When we regret something, it’s natural to wonder what would’ve happened if we’d chosen differently.”

“Huh?”

“But the truth is, no matter what choice you make, you’ll probably regret it either way.”

“Uh, really?”

“Yes. I’ve been there myself. So when I face situations like that, I try not to overthink things.”

Marisela smiled softly, like she was remembering something from her past.

Seeing her expression, I ended up pouring out even more of my feelings.

“But, you know… sometimes I think if I was going to get attached like this, maybe it would’ve been better not to get close to them in the first place…”

If I hadn’t been kind to the heroines, if I had just ignored them and stuck to my role, maybe things would have been different.

Maybe, when Katiana escaped, she would’ve killed me easily, just like in the game.

I was only alive because she cared about me, even a little.

But now, that same bond was making me regret my choices.

If I’d just kept my distance and made sure the cell was escape-proof, maybe I wouldn’t be feeling this way.

Even though Marisela told me not to overthink things, these thoughts kept circling in my mind.

“That’s not true, Lugus.”

“Eh? Wait, wha—!?”

It happened so suddenly.

For some reason, right in front of her daughter, Marisela pulled me into a hug.

My head was engulfed by her soft, fluffy, and surprisingly large breasts.

My brain short-circuited, unable to process what was happening.

!? W-What is going on!?

“U-Uh, Lady Marisela!?”

“Fufu, is this helping you calm down? When my late husband was troubled, I used to do this for him.”

“N-No, it’s not calming me down at all! It’s having the opposite effect!!”

Her scent was incredibly sweet.

And her body was warm —just being held like this felt way too nice.

“You finally made a precious friend. Don’t say you wish you hadn’t become friends in the first place. That’s a no-no.”

“…”

“If you regret something, what matters is what you do after that. You can either carry that regret forever or take action to move past it. It’s up to you.”

“…If you put it that way, I guess I have no choice but to act.”

This was all because I tried to avoid dying by getting along with the heroines.

I wasn’t doing anything wrong.

The only problem was that I ended up completely ignoring the original game scenario.

Yeah, that’s right, it’s not my fault.

Whatever happens next because of my actions… it’s definitely not my fault.

“Lady Marisela, thank you. I’m going to head out now.”

“Alright, do your best. I’ll be cheering for you.”

“Thanks. Uh, so, could you… you know, let me go now?”

“Oh my, just a little longer. Fufu, or do you not like being hugged by me?”

No, I definitely don’t mind.

It’s just that if we stay like this any longer, my lower half is going to be in serious trouble.

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[Afterword]

A Random Tidbit

Author: “Mamaa!!”

L: “Stop acting like a baby, you creep.”

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