I continue until I release into the napkin.

Being watched was making me feel kind of hot. Ah... I guess I am a pervert.

I apologize. This must be pretty awkward for you. You came here to read about girls from the Rokkenjima Incident getting laid, but instead, you've got me masturbating into a napkin. This probably isn't what you wanted. Still, I have to admit, this was better than anything I got before that witch's voice invited me into this world. I'd filled so many napkins, using only the images in my imagination and my deep, deep love for these characters. Watching her bare collar, one of the few uncovered parts of her body, as well as her slender hands and cheerful face, I pictured what it might be like to see more of her.

Aaah... I finished. I filled the napkin with my seed.

Nervously, I turned my eyes to see Virgilia still watching, with one hand placed cutely over her mouth. Her eyes were still smiling but... oh crap. I think she was laughing at me.

What was she laughing about? Huh? Does Virgilia think I'm so pathetic? Or does she think I'm like a little kid? This embarrassment is killing me...

"I see now that you didn't come here for my tutoring, Young Player. I'm sorry but... I think you need to mature a little before we can enjoy another tea-time together."

I heard lightning strike above, like a **** knell. Rain started in the garden as she left me there on the veranda, shoulders slumped. My spirit had left me.

... There were still many hours left to pass, but I don't want to write more stories on this route. Just take me back to roles or something.