“……”

“That’s why my father passed away the day you came. He succeeded in the sorcery with his severely injured body and exchanged his life for your life.”

“Then for me to return, someone has to sacrifice their life?”

Facing Saya who nodded deeply, she fell into complete despair.

There were quite a few conditions for casting the sorcery, and even a rough calculation showed none of them were easy.

First, no sorcerer existed. There was also no one who wished for Riena to return to her original world. Someone who would pray with a strong heart while even sacrificing their life. The possibility was absolutely close to zero.

“Ha, this……”

The feeling had been bad from the beginning.

Even when no one thought Riena would run away, one corner of her heart had been anxious. It was because she couldn’t return to her original place. The reason Saya was spilling everything was the same. Since she had gained life here by sacrificing a life, it meant she had to live here until the day her life ended.

Her empty stomach churned. It felt like her paper-thin body was falling into an abyss.

“Riena, are you alright?”

“Yes……”

“Then may I continue talking?”

She squeezed her eyes shut then opened them, forcing herself to raise her head. Her wide-open eyes were dry.

“What father requested as his dying wish was probably the final stage of the sorcery. I don’t know this part well, but generally it seemed to be a method to stabilize you, Riena. Sleeping and pregnancy are also related to life. Milk is a bit unexpected but it’s also the same flow.”

“That’s right. Milk is also for life.”

“That’s why I recommend s*x. You need to copulate with as many men as possible, not just one man, and receive their seed. You are the result of life sorcery.”

“But my feelings……”

“How can you know your feelings without even trying?”

Saya pressed her repeatedly. They were all words that left her with nothing to say.

“Even the cause of Riena’s illness these past few days is unknown. If you had enjoyed men broadly, I’m confident you wouldn’t have been sick.”

Riena was almost being persuaded.

She couldn’t find room to refute the talk that fit together seamlessly front and back. The explanation had plausible grounds and didn’t particularly reveal Saya’s personal selfishness. It appeared to recommend a direction for the tribe and Riena.

It was really plausible. Saya displayed outstanding eloquence not with the intention of exercising s*xual violence on her, but in the context of finding a path of coexistence.

Strength entered Murat’s arm that had been embracing her side. She looked back and forth between the two men.

She wasn’t sure anymore who was right.

If she was thin-eared to this extent, what about other tribe members? Surely many would follow Saya’s argument.

Murat growled with a tightly locked voice.

“If you’re done talking, go back now. You heard that Riena refuses visits for the time being, right?”

“Wait, Murat. Not yet.”

Saya became urgent and grasped her hand.

“So Riena, broaden your range of choices. If you change your thinking just a little, you’ll see a new path. Please……”

Murat roughly pushed Saya away and led her into the house. She was really confused. Was Murat actually the one scheming to monopolize her? Was he psychologically manipulating her by covering her eyes and blocking her ears?

Only silence circled between the two until Saya’s presence grew distant.

Murat faced her with a face distorted by anguish as she tried to distinguish between enemies and allies while reconsidering what she had just heard.

***

She could feel her body rapidly weakening. Riena did her best to eat dinner with the mindset that she had to recover somehow.

But perhaps her greed was excessive, as she vomited up everything she had eaten.

Tribe people who heard the news that she had opened her eyes each brought food, but the results were terrible enough to make their wishes to eat well and recover quickly meaningless. It was clearly delicious but felt like her body was rejecting it.

As if thick curtains were drawn, Murat’s complexion also darkened. The atmosphere in the house was gloomy.

He tore at meat with a pained expression in front of Riena, who was calming her stomach by only drinking warm water. He forced it into his mouth saying he needed stamina to care for her, but his mechanically repeated hand movements looked arduous.

The next day was somewhat better. Moving her body carefully without overdoing it was much more comfortable.

After eating just a little fruit and bread, she went to Ridge Cave for a hot spring bath. This time Murat alone took Riena to the cave. She heard everyone was busy with field work as summer was approaching.

Thanks to this, it was comfortable not having to be conscious of others’ eyes. As she entered the water, she gestured to Murat.

“Murat, come in too.”

“I shouldn’t carelessly enter sacred water.”

The hot spring water was a privilege that applied only to Riena. Any tribe member used the stream near the village.

Since he stubbornly held out, she used a little cunning.

“My arms lack strength so it’s hard to wash alone……”

Without much deliberation, Murat took off his clothes. With his long stretched legs, he boldly leaped over the rocks at the edge of the hot spring and entered the water refreshingly. The water surface rippled against his broad, solid chest.

“I’ll help you.”

He approached while soaking a piece of linen that had become soft from age in the water.

“Thank you.”

Riena deliberately sat on his legs. It was for a change of mood. The atmosphere had been too depressed lately, and she too had been immersed in gloom looking ahead to the bleak future.

When she showed her back and waited, Murat didn’t move for a while. Only breathing sounds heavy with excitement could be heard faintly in the echoing cave.

She had noticed that Murat became extremely pleased when he did something for her. Whether it was wearing mended shoes and no longer having her feet hurt, or sharing body warmth with n*ked Murat in bed.

It was the same when bathing. When she entrusted her body to him as if asking him to take care of it, he couldn’t hide his joy and spread his large hands wide to pull her lower abdomen.

Though his lips were tightly shut and his expression was silent, the male’s body was faithful to instinct. His chest filled with ecstasy rose in round curves. His thick c*ck jutted up between her buttocks. The fully *rect member was like a thick log of firewood.

Murat stroked down her spine with hands full of selfish desire. The warm water also made glistening spots together.

“Riena, your n*pples are *rect.”

He stimulated her n*pples lewdly with his thumbs. He slowly and sensitively circled around following the crimson edges.

“Mmm……”

The teasing hand movements also awakened her instincts, but more than that, Murat’s hardened lower body pressed desperately against her. Simultaneously with the hand touching her small *rect n*pples, the c*ck pressed under her buttocks writhed fiercely.

Considering Riena who hadn’t fully recovered, he didn’t carelessly reveal his desire. He pressed his c*ck as hot as the hot spring water between the two of them and endured while letting out deep m*ans.

After washing Riena from head to toe, Murat also cleaned his body neatly.

The ash-colored hair flowing down his forehead was damp and sensual. His smooth eyelids and nose tip with water drops dripping were also *rotic. His wet lips were particularly red due to the heat of the hot spring.

Since he only touched briefly and nothing happened, Riena felt regretful.

When had such clear s*xual desire begun to arise in her? She wanted to receive Murat’s touch a little more. No, she needed something other than hands.

“Murat……”

She raised her arms and wrapped them around Murat’s nape. He who embraced her from behind was enduring as if he would serve as a soft chair replacing the rocks on the hot spring bottom. She pulled the man’s hand floating in the water and placed it on her br*asts. It was probably an area he couldn’t resist fondling.

She pulled her buttocks back slightly and inserted his p*nis between her legs. Influenced by the rippling waves, she rubbed the long shaft against her p*ssy.

“Ha, Riena. This is troublesome.”

Though he stood taut as if he would *jaculate immediately, he ground his teeth.

“Your body is not normal. I can’t thr*st my c*ck in this state. What if you fall ill again?”

He turned Riena’s body the opposite way. He embraced her tightly facing her damp chest. His p*nis pressed thickly into her lower abdomen. His c*ck unable to endure desire caused a ruckus. Even in that state, Murat endured while rubbing his lips against her bare nape.