Sisters Violated Many Times in Dreams and Reality – Chapter 12 – Part 1

(Translators note: I’ll do one more chapter at least. Piecemeal so there’ll be less of a gap between posts. Hopefully.)

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Warning: This section contains plot and is mostly safe for all readers, apart from a reference to Shirley’s cooter overflowing with spunk. If you’re old enough to read this warning, you’ll be fine.)

Shirley woke up.

Her sisters and the other hospital officials were happy with the news. Grace and Lisa cried and hugged their sister, then somewhat reluctantly thanking Belkut and praising his power.

Regardless, Shirley remained bedridden. Moreover, her body needed rehabilitation and rest because it was being wracked by nightmares every other day.

She refused Grace’s initial offer to wipe down her body, but instead asked if her physical strength could be restored by Solar Magic.

“Yes, I suppose… but why the rush?” Grace asked.

“It’s just… you know… I want to wipe my own body clean. Also.. um… being seen all wet is kind’ve embarassing.”

Understanding, Grace aquiesced to her little sister’s wish and temporarily restored her deteriorated strength so she could clean herself and change her clothes.

However, the reason’s Shirley had given were merely a pretext. After having sex with her Belkut had wiped her body down but the semen he had left inside her was beginning to leak out of her pussy.

Even though Belkut’s magic had made the smell undetectable, if Grace were to wipe her down she would see, so Shirley had deliberately lied to her sister.

“Haa… ❤”

She shuddered from the feel of that man’s semen leaking out of her, a lustfully obscene look on her face as she sighed lewdly.

*****

As this was happening, Ares’ team was in the ruins in the Western Forest. The adventurers had already investigated and eliminated any traps and monsters. One by one the rooms were investigated by
scrying, solar, holy, and lunar magic techniques.

Soon, in the centre of the ruins they discovered to a single large room. When all of the other rooms had been investigated and no new monsters or animals had been uncovered.

“Well… after all that there’s only this room left.” Ares, standing in front of the door to the large room, sighed.

He considered the threats that could remain and arranged his team accordingly. At his signal, they infiltrated the room.

Inside, there was nothing living – a lone pedestal caught the eye.

“Hazure..?” the second team member to burst into the room tilted his head.

“It seems that there was something on top of this pedestal at one point.” Ryan, the truth-finder, stood in front of the pedestal and leaned in. Since it was clear there was nothing left he soon
gave up.

“It’s no use. Someone – or some monster – has scraped the surface of the pedestal and the area around it.”

Ares looked. It certainly seemed that something had been drawn onto the pedestal but unfortunately the scrapings left him unable to distinguish it.

“What do you think, Ryan?”

The young man rubbed his chin as he brooded.

“It’s pretty likely that the summoner made his base here until recently. We might be able to find signs of his activities.”

In truth, a diary and some personal belongings had adorned the large room. The adventurers that had investigated earlier collected them and he was able to verify them against their report.

“But this room in particular is odd. Take a look at the surrounding walls – they have the same scratched surface. I don’t know what could have happened in this room.”

“From the markings, I can’t believe that adventurers have done this. Did the monsters living in this room go rampant?”

“The monsters didn’t fight in this room. Even if they did rage that much, why would they erase only the letters and words?” Ryan answered Lefuna.

“What are you saying, Ryan?”

“Apparently there was a pot in this room that was collected when the the adventurers made their initial sweep. Why wasn’t it damaged?”

“Like, were the monsters protecting the pot or something?!”

“No – It seems impossible to me that there were ever any monsters in here to begin with. the room was locked and there wasn’t any fighting in here.
Basically, after the adventurers left, someone…”

“Someone entered the room and went berserk? The pot had already been removed and also – those words and drawings that were erased, what was their purpose?”

“I… don’t know.”

“How did the pot get there in the first place? Was there something in it?”

“I don’t know that either. The adventurers that were here previously wrote a report about their findings but it wasn’t necessary for them to turn everything in. It seems that several items
were sold before our investigation.”

There was no way any conclusions could be drawn, and in time left the ruins. Their investigation hadn’t been entirely fruitless but… nothing about the main culprit had been found, and nor
had any hints about how to rescue Shirley.

The mood was somber as the horse-drawn carriage raced back to their base. As they travelled along the highway they were met by association members on horseback.

“Ares – good news!”

“What is it?”

“Shirley-san has woken up!”

There was astonishment from within the carriage. This was indeed good news but just how exactly was it she had awoken?

“However it was done, it was the moonlight mage… Belkut-san who achieve it. It seems he performed the warding ritual again today and somehow the young lady was finally able to awaken.”

The expressions on the party members faces grew conflicted. Once again that moonlight made had become entangled in the whole situation. Brooding, Ares lifted his face.

“I still cannot make myself trust that man… but it’s true that the immediate situation had been resolved.

A pause.

“Everyone – we’re returning to the city. There is still work to be done. The villain that sent those nightmares to Shirley must still be caught, and the source of the demonic undead outbreak
must be identified.”

As one, they nodded their heads and hastened to return.

(It seems like this was all part of that man’s plan… but Shirley’s awake now…. I can’t do anything to him now)

Ares, a tinge of uneasiness in his breast, continued to ponder his options.

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