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◈ Spring Never Comes to Stolen Fields ◈

Chapter 39: Crime and Punishment (2)

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After saying she would punish me, Luna went and sat on the sofa.

"Go wash up, Sirius."

She spoke while gazing out the window.

"All right."

I had been in my room for quite some time, but only now could I escape the entryway.

I took off my jacket and tossed my ruined shirt into a corner.

After grabbing some comfortable clothes, I went into the bathroom.

My reflection in the mirror looked haggard.

I hadn't even been in the human realm for long, but I already felt as though many years had been shaved off my life.

"Haa..."

I sighed.

I didn't want to hurt Luna. Or Celia. I didn't want to hurt anyone.

But there was no way to have it both ways.

I knew that well myself.

The moment I showed that my heart leaned more toward one side, the other side would surely crumble.

And by the time this whole Hero and Demon King business was over...

I had no idea what kind of future awaited me.

Would Celia, unable to escape the cruel fate foretold in the legends, cut off Luna's father's head?

Or would Celia, having failed as the Hero, be forced to pay a cruel price?

I washed myself with cold water.

The wounds Yuri had left stung when the water touched them.

I hadn't managed to hide them from Luna, but at least I hadn't given myself to Yuri.

I had to be satisfied with that.

Punishment...

I was used to Luna scolding me or treating me harshly from time to time, but I had a feeling things wouldn't end with something that simple today.

Would she slap me like yesterday...?

I thought that would be getting off cheap.

If a moderate amount of physical pain was enough to let her vent her feelings, I could accept it.

I dried myself with a towel.

As I left the bathroom, I steeled myself once more.

The room was dark. Only moonlight illuminated Luna by the window.

"I'm back."

I sat beside her.

Luna turned her head and looked at me.

After silently watching me for a while, she spoke.

"Sirius. I thought about it."

"About what?"

"About how I could hurt you the most."

I couldn't help swallowing.

I had no idea what she was planning to do.

Don't tell me... Celia...

The thought that Luna might go after Celia flashed through my mind.

"Sirius. Who's the person you love most...?"

"You. You, Luna."

I answered without hesitation.

I truly believed it was the answer, and that it was the best one I could give.

Luna smiled at me sadly.

"I see. So that's how it is."

She pulled a small knife from her clothes.

"Then I suppose I should hurt that person."

I felt my body begin to move against my will.

Luna forced me onto my knees and made me completely unable to move.

It was as if gravity magic had been cast on me. I couldn't even twitch a finger.

Only my head remained rigidly fixed, staring straight at Luna.

"Watch carefully, Sirius."

Don't. Luna.

Don't do this.

My mouth wouldn't open.

Apparently, Luna had taken away my ability to speak.

The sharp tip of the knife gleamed in the moonlight.

"The price for hurting me... will be paid by the person you love most."

Luna drew a thin arc across the back of her hand.

Drops of blood welled up on her skin.

She grimaced as though the wound stung.

I felt something boiling inside me.

A thirst for Luna's blood.

My mouth went dry.

Whenever Luna had deliberately made herself bleed before, she had always let me drink it.

But not today.

Still on my knees, I watched her hurt herself while my throat burned with thirst.

The urge to stop her. The desire to drink her blood. And my unmoving body.

I could feel those three things gnawing away at my mind.

"Sirius... it hurts so much..."

She made another cut across her wrist.

"Mmph...!"

I twisted my body as hard as I could against Luna's will.

But with my mouth sealed shut, that was the only sound I could make.

Under normal circumstances, I had enough force to break through the wall of Celia's room, but my body only managed a faint jerk.

Luna approached me with the knife in her hand.

Her blood coated the tip.

She dropped the knife in front of me.

For a moment, I couldn't overcome my urge and wanted to throw myself at it.

I wanted to lick even the drop clinging to its tip.

"Sirius... I'm hurting this much, and you still want to lick my blood...?"

Luna knelt in front of me, bringing our eyes to the same level.

She raised her blood-covered arm and stroked my face.

Her blood smeared across my cheek.

The metallic scent drove me even crazier.

"I love you."

Luna pressed her lips against mine.

Her damp lips covered my own.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

Me too, Luna.

I hated myself for hurting her.

I just wanted to forget everything and return to the Demon World with Luna.

Stopping Celia from becoming the Hero was something I had to stake my entire life on.

But watching Luna crumble like this was unbearably painful.

"I love you, Sirius. Even if these feelings are nothing more than an illusion created by your magic."

She brushed my bangs aside and kissed my forehead.

"Right now... I don't want to give any part of you to anyone else."

I felt the Binding Spell holding my body gradually begin to loosen.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Luna... I'm sorry..."

I poured out all the words I had kept buried in my heart.

Luna returned to the sofa and sat down with her legs crossed.

"Your punishment isn't over yet, Sirius. Calm down."

I felt she'd already put me through enough mental anguish, but she said it still wasn't enough.

"Prove your love, Sirius."

She raised her arm and smiled.

"This time, I won't stop you. Try to hold back on your own."

Luna picked up the knife again.

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How much time had passed?

I already knew my patience had run out long ago.

"Sirius. You're holding out better than I expected."

Sitting on the sofa, Luna kept adding one cut after another to her wrist.

All I could do was sit beside her and watch.

A considerable amount of blood was already pattering onto the floor.

"...Luna... please stop... please..."

"Oh? Are you asking me to let you drink my blood? Or are you asking me to stop this altogether?"

At first, it had definitely been the latter. But as my thirst worsened, it had gradually become the former.

I wanted to bite into her arm and drink from it right away.

I knew that her blood gave me a pleasure nothing else could compare to.

But this was punishment, and I had to prove my sincerity.

As my eyes slowly lost focus, pushed to the limit of my endurance, Luna seemed to decide that this was enough.

"My body feels a little hot. Would you open the window for me?"

Luna ordered me.

I immediately stood up and opened the window wide.

When I returned, she drew another long, horizontal cut across her wrist.

Her red blood once again soaked the floor.

I couldn't take it anymore.

"Please... please let me lick it. Please..."

"Do you want to eat?"

"I... I was wrong about everything... Lady Luna... please, have mercy..."

I was on the verge of losing my reason.

In fact, I could barely remember what I was saying.

"Then show me some sincerity."

Luna smeared some of her blood onto her toe.

I instinctively understood what she wanted.

I dropped to the floor like a dog, crawled beneath her, and licked her foot.

I could feel the deathly thirst tightening my throat slowly begin to ease.

"Ah... ahh... ah..."

Luna's sensual moans echoed through the room.

"Sirius. How does my toe taste? Hn... haa..."

She seemed extremely pleased with my position.

"It's so delicious. It's so delicious, Lady Luna."

I carefully licked each of her toes, one by one.

I didn't feel even the slightest bit of disgust.

If anything, I regretted that the taste of blood was gradually fading.

As my judgment grew cloudier, Luna began to tempt me.

"Sirius. You're not planning to stop after eating that, are you?"

With her face flushed, Luna began unbuttoning her shirt one button at a time.

Her slender shoulders and collarbone came into view, along with the pale skin beneath.

Luna spread her arms.

"Prove that I'm your woman."

I couldn't hold back any longer.

I lifted Luna into my arms and carried her to my bedroom.

I roughly tossed her onto the bed and climbed on top of her.

Her disheveled clothes, the lingering scent of blood, and her coy expression drove my excitement to its peak.

At Cain's castle, I'd spent the entire time restraining myself instead of giving in to my desires.

But now, there was no reason to hold back.

Because Luna was...

"You're my woman, now and forever."

Luna's face filled with joy.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me close.

We lost track of time as we indulged in each other until we collapsed, exhausted.

Where Yuri had left wounds on me, new wounds Luna had given me now covered them.

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