How a Hero Lives as a Writer

85 – Flowers of Casablanca (2)

The moonlight from the window illuminated Sir Louis.

Since he was drunk and the light was dim, it was hard to read Sir Lewis’ expression.

But even if you can’t see it, you can tell.

Her expression must have been that of half losing her reason.

Since Sir Louis’ rough breath smelled of alcohol stronger than mine.

I looked up blankly at Sir Louis and laughed helplessly.

“You appear in my dreams more often these days, Sir Louis….”

In fact, it appeared frequently.

So it wasn’t a lie.

“Ah, ah ah….”

Sir Lewis’ lips overflowed with emotions that made no sense.

She looked so pitiful.

“hehehe, Sir Louis, do you know the flowers of Casablanca?”

“Mo, I don’t know. What is it?”

As if the smoke from my sleep was plausible, the face of Sir Louis, who had lost her halfway, had a sense of reason.

I looked up at Sir Louis and laughed.

“Casablanca is the name of a city in the country of Morocco on Earth. The flower of Casablanca is named after a movie set in the city….”

In a situation like this, he suddenly spits out nonsensical words.

Since it was such a strange situation, it seemed that Sir Louis did not even notice my performance.

I let out a sigh of relief and continued.

“The film is about a situation in which her heroine loves her heroine, but she has to let her go. hehehe, isn’t that tragic?”

“Yes….”

“I took the name from the movie, and the language of flowers was ‘great love’ and ‘I will let you go because I love you’. It is somehow similar to this situation.”

“What, what, are you talking about?”

I felt a tremble in Sir Louis’ hand on my chest.

“hehehe, why are you so careless in your dreams?”

As I said that, I sighed and shook my head.

As if he had been through similar situations several times.

“No, I have always been ignorant.”

I uttered something quite meaningful and let out a slightly painful breath.

Then Sir Lewis tightened his legs to lighten the weight on my stomach.

Even in this situation, it felt like I was maintaining my reason to some extent.

“Well, if she was this beautiful and smart, she would have already married….”

So I decided to drive a wedge.

Honestly, it was too embarrassing, so I couldn’t say it with my mind.

“That, what, means….”

I’d never said anything like that sober in front of Sir Lewis.

So even a comment that smells a little like swallows will be considered a mistake due to drunkenness.

“Because there is still some time left… With the title ‘Flowers of Casablanca,’ I could write at least one more novel.”

After saying that, I muttered the plot I was thinking of.

It was an impromptu story, so it was a strange sequence of sentences to call it a plot.

It could be said that it’s more of a somewhat disorganized sentence that feels like a drunkard’s nonsense.

But that seemed to make it all the more special to Sir Louis.

She was trembling and bit her lower lip before she knew it, and she started to weep.

I carefully reached out to Sir Louis’ cheek.

“Why….”

Are you crying?

Muttering softly with such intentions, Sir Louis placed his hand on my hand.

Then he looked at me and opened his mouth with a pitiful expression.

“Don’t go….”

Tuduk.

I heard the sound of rain.

The doors and windows were tightly closed, and it rained in my room even though the weather was not so mild that it was raining.

“I hurt you in my dreams too. I am a human….”

“Ah, ugh, ugh, ugh!”

Sir Lewis began to weep bitterly, as if it were all his fault.

As if you buried your face in my chest and felt really sad….

The sharp and cold knight was not there.

She buried her face in my chest and wept profusely, she looked like a lost child who had lost her way.

I decided to appease such a lost child.

Pat her on the back and stroke her hair.

After stroking it like that, I relaxed my hand as if I had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

Then Sir Louis began to weep even more sorrowfully.

I decided to wait until she calmed down a bit.

How much time has passed.

As I exhaled evenly and acted asleep, Sir Louis tried to raise his head from my chest with a complicated expression.

I have come to the conclusion that now is the critical moment.

“Ummm… Teresa?”

Flinch.

Sir Lewis, who tried to raise himself from me, stiffened.

“There are a lot of people crying today….”

I muttered like I was drunk.

A lot.

An ominous sound came from Sir Lewis’ mouth.

Still, as if I didn’t notice anything, I patted her on the back and opened her mouth.

“I’m glad. I even had a child, but if I ran away, I would have turned into a complete asshole….”

That was the moment when I said that and patted her on the back.

A cloth that appeared to be a rag or towel was placed around my eyes.

“Hmm?”

As I tried to reach out to the corner of my eye to say something was uncomfortable, Sir Louis’ knee squeezed my arms.

“Uh, huh?”

When I sounded embarrassed, Sir Lewis said in a slightly creepy voice, “Ah, ah….” He muttered and reached out his hand to my eye.

Stick.

I hear the tearing of fabric, and her cold hands cup my eyes.

When I came to my senses, darkness fell over my world.

“Ha ha ha….”

It was the moment when I thought I could hear the sound of rough breathing, even closer than before.

“Whoop!”

I was suddenly out of breath.

Something warm and talky blocked my lips.

A faint smell of alcohol, a slippery texture….

That was the mouth of Sir Louis.

Sir Lewis grabbed my cheek with both hands and began teasing my mouth.

It was a kiss that was so intense that I could feel the heat enough to blow my consciousness.

After the kiss was so thick that it was hard to breathe, an even hotter gasp came from Sir Louis.

Slowly.

Took.

The sound of something falling to the floor was heard.

Sure.

And I felt the clothes on my upper and lower body peel off.

Snap.

It must be a composition not very different from before, but I can feel a different texture from before.

The touch of the flesh, where you can feel the faint moisture.

It seems that Sir Louis and I have become naked and hugging each other.

“Ha, ha, ha, ha…” .”

Sir Lewis let out her rough breath and began to play with my body.

It was that of an animal that had already lost its reason.

A movement close to the instinct to engrave one’s body odor or traces on one’s body.

Sir Lewis left his instincts and left his mark on my body.

“Whoop, whoop, whoop….”

I tried to push her away, twisting her body as if the situation was uncomfortable.

Then Sir Lewis grabbed my hands with one hand and grabbed my torso with the strength of his thighs.

It must have been a lot lighter than me, but it felt like a rock that didn’t budge.

“Ugh, what is this….”

I tried to open my mouth as if something was wrong, but Sir Louis’s lips blocked mine.

“Haeup, hehehe.”

The filthy sound of water coming from my mouth and Sir Louis’ mouths began to echo through the room.

Sir Lewis was quite crude, probably the first kiss.

But because she was immature, I could feel her turbulent emotions in each movement.

I twisted her arm as if I was choking, freeing one of her hands.

Then both of her hands gripped my hand tightly and pulled the pods.

As I faintly put strength into my hand, I felt a slight loss of strength from the body of Sir Louis, who was holding me down.

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“Whoop, whoop….”

Sir Louis coveted my lips for a very long time, then slowly removed her lips from mine.

… Should I respond moderately now?

“What, what?!”

When I shouted, as if a little flustered, Sir Louis hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand.

Then he showed a rather flustered reaction.

It seemed that he was hesitant about what to do after his half-disappeared reason came back.

I hurriedly twisted and tried to escape.

However, Sir Louis tightened my body even more the more I did, and I relaxed as if I was exhausted.

As I labored to breathe, Sir Louis pushed a cloth over her mouth as well.

“Whoa!”

As I began to turn and make noise in defiance, Sir Louis finally tied her hands.

… He predicted that Sir Lewis would make a sudden start, and he also induced it to happen.

Two bottles of liquor that were brought into Sir Louis’s room.

Among them, the unopened bottle contained the energy pills I drank at the church.

It was an act of predicting that Sir Louis, who had been driven mentally because of me, would reach for the liquor nearby.

Sir Lewis, who actually came to my room, was in a half-broke state, and his mouth smelled of alcohol much worse than mine.

The story developed in the direction I induced.

But Sir Lewis’ reason was stronger than he thought, and he tried to suppress himself even after drinking stimulants.

So, he put a stimulating material into his mouth to slightly loosen the string of reason.

However, it felt like the string of rationality had been completely severed, rather than loosened.

I never thought that Sir Louis would come this far.

Sir Lewis began to feel me from place to place.

It was as if he didn’t know where to go or how to do it.

Looks like you need some help from me.

I struggled with my free leg by twisting my upper body and giving it a rebound.

Then I rubbed my hardened object against Sir Lewis’ buttocks.

Gulp.

The sound of swallowing dry saliva came from Sir Lewis’ mouth.

She felt that my towering object became a milestone for her, who was somehow lost in her direction.

“Ha, ha, ha, ha…” .”

The pressure I felt on my stomach became lighter.

Anyway, it felt like Sir Louis had changed his posture.

As I was waiting to see if something would start, I felt a strange touch on my things.

It’s a sensation as if you’re stuck in warm, sticky flesh.

As I was pondering what the situation was like, I started to hear the sound of water-soaked flesh rubbing.