Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint

Even for me, carrying someone all the way to the top of the castle would have been too much.

But Tyr, nestled in my arms, subtly used her darkness to support herself, making the journey to her chambers effortless.

The door was tightly shut, but as we approached, it swung open on its own. Tyr’s darkness.

I headed straight to her bed and unceremoniously tossed her onto it.

Thump.

Tyr landed lightly, bouncing just once before settling onto the mattress.

She still held her arms folded over her chest, silently staring up at me.

“…Hughes. This is a bit… sudden.”
“Sudden? Tyr, you’ve been wanting this for a while now, haven’t you? Don’t deny it. I’m sensitive to people’s desires—I can tell.”

In fact, Tyr had been expecting—no, wanting me to be the one to take the lead.

Even now, as I acted forcefully, she wasn’t resisting.

She was subtly helping me.

That alone told me everything.

As I rolled my shoulders and shrugged off my coat, I spoke.

“Well then, Tyr. Let’s start… our privacy.”

Tyr, who had been shifting uncomfortably with trembling eyes, finally shut them tight and murmured.

“…It’s my first time, so… please be gentle….”
“It’s not your first time.”

For a split second, Tyr’s thoughts spun.

She assumed I was talking about my own experiences.

And in this crucial moment, I had chosen to bring them up.

That alone was enough to fill her with disappointment.

Her expression turned icy in a flash.

But that wasn’t what I meant.

I quickly cleared up the misunderstanding.

“What I mean is—this is simply an extension of restoring your senses. You’ve experienced it several times before.”

The moment she realized her mistake, her emotions rebounded just as quickly.

Tyr took a moment to suppress her embarrassment, then asked again.

“…My senses?”
“Yes. Right now, you’ve only regained sensation above your shoulders. Of course, something still feels missing. I was going to let you enjoy things at your own pace, but… since you want it now.”

I pulled a card from my sleeve.