We cannot escape from the egg (01-03)

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The wooden wheels of the carriage rolled along the muddy road, but they could not conceal the restlessness in my heart; no, they were
even more anxious because I saw that my journey was delayed by the weather. If I had known things would
turn out this way, I should never have agreed to the request from the capital, leaving Lucia alone and
going back first...

Thinking of Lucia's shy look when she mentioned "that man" when we last contacted each other via the communication crystal, it
was so hard to swallow that I gritted my teeth; although I had possessed Lucia's body and taken
her virginity a long time ago, I also knew... she had never regarded me as her husband, or even her lover.
Considering our relationship, this was inevitable, and I had originally planned to continue this ambiguous relationship;
but then... "that man" appeared in our lives.

That man, I heard, fell from... um... from the sky... um, um; I don't
know , but Lucia has been easy to fool for a long time, otherwise I wouldn't
have taken her virginity when she was a child. But it's precisely because of this personality that it
's so easy for anyone other than me to fool her, so naturally naive. For a long time, everyone in the family had a consensus—although Lucia is sincere, hardworking,
capable, and beautiful, the one who should inherit the family business is definitely me, not Lucia—if Lucia were to
inherit the family business, it would probably be swindled out of everything within three days.

In my childhood, with purely erotic intentions, I tricked Lucia into
exposing her body all day for my play when the adults weren't home… and even today, as we've grown up, she still doesn't think there's anything wrong with
those childish games. Her virginity was also taken by me under the pretext of "doctor's game"
... A girl who can be tricked out of her body by a family member under such pretexts is naturally unlikely to be wary of sex. Honestly
, until "that man" appeared, I was always grateful that the naive Lucia never felt
there was anything wrong with me playing with, penetrating, and enjoying her body. But now, with the sudden appearance
of "that man" she kept mentioning in our conversation , I suddenly realized that the woman I love most, a natural airhead, is actually
... a person with a very frustrating and endlessly challenging... difficult... fate.

Shaking my head, I tried to clear my mind of these distracting thoughts and return to the errands of driving the carriage
. Theoretically, it should take less than two days to get home, but last week's torrential rains have left the roads
muddy and the carriage impassable. Only at times like this do I regret not learning to ride a horse better
... Otherwise, riding a four-legged horse home to take care of Lucia would be
better than being stuck in this muddy mess with the four-wheeled carriage.

I live with Lucia; that's only natural, since Lucia is my older sister. I longed to
treat her as my wife, but Lucia clearly hadn't even considered the "wife" in "wife"; our incestuous
relationship began when we were both children… It was me, to satisfy my lust, who
initiated it with my own sister, Lucia. But I think Lucia never saw it as incest… she only saw it as an intimate game
between . And I always thought that maintaining this relationship was fine… until… ah,
yes… until 'that man' suddenly appeared, disrupting my life with Lucia.

That was the first time I saw Lucia in front of me with the expression of a girl in love… all her descriptions of 'that
man ' were positive, full of praise. Her snow-white face was also painted
with a vibrant, blood-red blush; joy, for a girl, is the most beautiful makeup… but…
why wasn't that smile for me!

Lucia's body, and Lucia's eyes…! Innocent, naive, and wanton;
a girl who knows nothing, yet makes pleasurable sounds under my fingers, my lover's biological sister… As I wield the riding crop,
for a fleeting moment I imagine my innocent lover screaming in pain beneath my whip. Her beautiful body,
healthy and defined lines, emerald eyes, and pale skin… and
the marks I left on her body during our various games. Ah, ahh! …Though it's probably just my imagination… in our last
phone call , I seem to have seen it before! That private,
shy blush, trying to hide it from me, yet unable to conceal it due to her ignorance!

I know Lucia has never considered me her lover… I am her family, her most important blood relative,
her best companion since childhood… but, that's all. I once thought that having possessed
her body and being her closest companion in this world meant I had everything about her…
Yes; even if we couldn't have a wedding, even if I couldn't make her my wife, even if
she couldn't see me as her man… as long as I had everything about her, I
could cover everything up for the innocent public—

but it wasn't enough! Between us… appeared that man!

Claiming to be… a legendary hero who fell from the sky!

Only my naive and ignorant Lucia would believe such a foolish lie!

…And now, beside her, a second big liar has appeared…

Please stay by my side… Don't leave me… Please.

…Please.

I thought this through gritted teeth as I whipped my horse in the rain.

However, things didn't go as planned, and the carriage moved very slowly. The maidservant following me kindly suggested that
I stop, lest I hurt the horses… After all, in this weather, no matter how hard I tried, this was the best I could manage.
…Damn it, of course I knew that! …But, but…!

…After a while, having vented my anger, I finally let go and put down the whip.

How did I look to those around me now? Eager to get home? Probably,
since I had been so persistently urging everyone to hurry home. But
how would they interpret my reason for wanting to get home so quickly?

…Ha, ha.

After thinking about this, I suddenly lost the motivation to continue driving; not that I didn't care.
Lucia, but the thought of how others would interpret my current anxiety made me feel
utterly powerless.

Thinking about it, it shouldn't be too hard to understand; in the eyes of others, in the eyes of those maids who can't comprehend my
affair , I... I'm definitely seen as someone who's doing this because they care about that 'legendary hero. 　　' The people around me wouldn't think there's anything between Lucia and me; but my servants are certainly very interested in that ' legendary hero,' so I'll probably be seen as interested in the 'hero' too...
Indeed 　　, indeed; in our hometown, on our family's territory, many strange monsters have been appearing in recent months. With swords, bows, arrows, and magic, we've managed to achieve some success, but we've undoubtedly lost far more. Speaking of which, the reason I was forced to leave home and go to the capital this time was because of the strange monsters appearing on our family's territory, forcing me to go and report them as the next head of the family. To be honest, the report itself went smoothly—the capital even sent us a lot of supplies—but the need to transport these supplies delayed my return journey. 　　Should I abandon these supplies and go home first…? I thought ; after all, a 'legendary hero' had come to my house, surely that was enough reason to hurry home . But, I am, after all, the heir to the noble family expected to become the next lord, and to leave my servants behind and go alone… 　　No. What am I thinking? 　　I tilted my head back, looking at the overcast sky; thunder rumbled in the distance, casting my shadow on the ground. 　　That was just my shadow, not me. 　　I am not me, I am only my shadow; a villain . I am a deceitful shadow… a great liar 　　who deceives my sister and the world by constantly weaving lies ; this was my decision when I was very, very young, the first time I realized that Lucia, such a beautiful girl, was actually my blood relative with whom I was destined to be… Yes; I have only one wish in my heart. 　　I want Lucia; therefore, everything I have should be for Lucia. 　　The reason I became a good candidate for lord is only to ensure the safety of Lucia, who is my closest blood relative and belongs to the same family; what is ? 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　So I say— 　　listen well, my servants 　　——your master, I am leaving you behind and going home first. 　　After I announced this, no one objected… Yes; these servants, unless they are blind, can probably all see it…? On this journey, especially after learning about was in such a hurry to get on the road... Plus, with the authority I'd built up while leading them... it wasn't so difficult to abuse that power, was it? 　　So I was able to break away from the main group first; a servant who knew how to ride well took me, and a horse was drawn from the caravan to carry me ahead. As a lord's candidate, abandoning my subordinates shouldn't have been the case— but because of the hero's rumors, everyone thought it was perfectly justified for me to leave first... tsk... I wanted to leave, but actually it was for Lucia's sake... 　　However, even with me breaking away from the group like this, it was impossible to get home before today; I had no choice but to travel with my loyal rider for an afternoon and then find a place to stay. 　　If I stayed here, given the distance from home, I should be home by this time tomorrow ... That's what I thought as I entered the inn. I checked the hotel's services and, sure enough they had a communication crystal... It's a shame I can't carry it with me; but, well, as long as the place I'm staying provides it, I'm satisfied. 　　After showering, I changed out of my wet clothes, took out my coins, and found the coin slot for the communication crystal; as the heir to a noble family, I have that much wealth. Thinking about Lucia, I entered the location of Lucia's room . If I could activate this crystal in front of me, I could contact Lucia... and perhaps my worries would be alleviated... right? 　　But when I finished entering the information 　　... the magical projection that appeared in front of me revealed a fact that almost made me scream. 　　Through the crystal's projection, I saw Lucia and an unknown man in Lucia's room; my crystal, because of my own intentions, was directly placed in Lucia's room, so once connected, it would always lead directly to Lucia's bedroom. Then, in that image, I saw a strange man I didn't recognize sitting on Lucia's bed, leaning against her shoulder to shoulder. He had one arm gently around her, their cheeks close together, their mouths moving as if they were talking. 　　Damn it! 　　I angrily slammed my fist on the crystal—almost towards it, but at the last second I changed direction and slammed it down on the table where it —venting my rage. Um, um…! Let go of your filthy hands, you damn self-proclaimed 'hero'! …Over there, that's my woman, my sister, my Lucia! She's not someone you can touch! 　　The maid beside me—who had ridden me there on horseback—said something to me; probably advising me on how to speak, but of course I didn't hear a word she said. The man's face was incredibly close to Lucia's ; because they were back-to-back, I couldn't see their expressions, but I knew Lucia's ears were starting to turn red. Damn it, damn it! That was Lucia's way of showing shyness… Why was she blushing in front of this, that strange man?! 　　…I shouted at the image, completely lost in thought, but of course, my voice didn't carry. The biggest drawback of communication crystals, as long-distance magical communication devices, is that they can't transmit sound. I certainly had paper and charcoal pencils provided by the hotel, specifically for those who could afford to rent communication crystals… but… but…

…My hand gripped the charcoal pencil, but my clenched fist trembled.

The biggest drawback of the communication crystal—no sound; unless Lucia, that man, or any other person using the
crystal turned their head to look in its direction, no one would notice it
was being used. Privacy…while it's not uncommon for people to consider this, the naive Lucia didn't care,
so, out of my own selfishness, I placed the crystal in her room. And now, what I see is…
my beloved woman, held in the arms of a strange man.

The charcoal was soft; the pencil shattered, staining my palm black.

…The man said something to Lucia, then, with his other hand, slipped under her
clothes . From the crystal's reflection, it appeared his hand had entered Lucia's waist and was
moving upwards. Although I couldn't see her face and therefore couldn't know
the extent of the man's touch , based on my own experience… Lucia's soft, white breasts, if a man wanted them, would probably
already be under his clutches.

Leaning against Lucia, the man swayed his body, whispering in her ear and constantly poking
and kneading her; I couldn't hear his words, but I could see Lucia's ears growing increasingly red. Perhaps
it was my imagination, but I also thought I saw beads of sweat slowly seeping out on the back of Lucia's neck?

Lucia doesn't know how to refuse others; I've taken advantage of this personality of hers several times, but seeing
someone else take advantage of the same opportunity still breaks my heart. The charcoal pencil I was holding was
now crushed to powder, but all I could think about was the feel of Lucia's breasts. The softness was
the same , but not so fragile; instead, it remained steadfast, a timeless beauty… Hmm…
Yes… If only it weren't being held in someone else's hands…

Lucia's breasts were beautiful, but in reality, I could only hold shattered charcoal powder; the man and Lucia
were very close, their bodies swaying together. I could only see their backs,
but what reason could that man possibly have to stop, not take this opportunity to continue groping my lover's
body ? If those two turned around and saw my image in the communication crystal, I… Ah, ah,
no… Do I really want to see Lucia's expression right now?

The maid behind me asked curiously, "What's wrong?" She,
too, could see Lucia and the man's images... But I knew that, like Lucia, this maid didn't understand
sex. I had kissed Lucia in front of this maid many times, but she never understood,
always thinking it was just family interaction. Like Lucia, I've always been grateful for their
naiveté, but at times like this... at times like this...
when , it makes me especially aware of these girls' ignorance...

Then, the man made his next move... He suddenly pushed Lucia down onto the bed,
then straddled her. They were lying on their sides, so I could
see their profiles. Lucia was much as I had imagined, her face flushed, filled with ignorance and
anticipation, naivety and yearning, as she looked at the man straddling her. And the man… what other expression could he have
besides a triumphant smile?

The man's hand, which had slipped inside Lucia's clothes, was indeed touching her ample breasts.
After , the man no longer needed to grope her inside her clothes; he openly lifted her top and
began to admire her body. The man's hands, no longer needing one to hold and the other to grope, could now both be on
Lucia's breasts, enjoying them. I couldn't hear their voices, but the increasingly wanton
expression on Lucia's face, the beads of sweat dripping from both of them, and the man's increasingly rapid
movements , all made me increasingly worried…

…Then, the video call suddenly cut off.

Of course—looking at the cut-off screen, I knew it was just because I didn't have enough money; because when I
dropped the coin , I didn't know if Lucia was on the other side of the crystal, so I only dropped the minimum amount—for
anyone using a crystal, it's
common sense . If it were a normal call, it should be my turn to drop the coin into the magic device now
, right… But… should I?

I did take the coin out of my purse, but my hand was in the air, unable to drop it;
the communication crystal couldn't transmit sound, so even if I dropped more money, was I supposed to continue watching my favorite woman
being unknowingly raped in her boudoir by that man who appeared out of nowhere?

…My hand couldn't drop the coin.

There was no physical reason… it was just…

“—What's wrong?”

The maid who had been behind me couldn't understand what I was doing, so she poked me with her purse
and looked at me curiously. Perhaps she wanted to know if I was willing to continue investing money? In situations like this, where there's someone
on the other end but they haven't noticed,
it's perfectly reasonable to either continue investing until they notice or give up. But... but... how can I say it... how can I... my own sister, the woman
I love most , is being violated like this on the other side of the screen...

—The maid smiled at me and said something I couldn't understand.

—She doesn't understand at all!

—She's like my sister, she doesn't understand matters between men and women; she's also like my older sister, completely unable to comprehend my feelings.

So, only a loyal maid could, despite having just witnessed Lucia's rape, stand
so naturally behind me, talking about everyday things, trying her best to encourage
me, saying whatever she wanted—

"—It seems that the 'legendary hero' is indeed quite extraordinary, isn't he?" The maid,
with her slightly rosy, apple-like face and adorable dimples… spoke such cruel words… "Look at
Lady Lucia, she seems quite happy in front of that 'hero'… Perhaps
those monsters in our territory have really been dealt with by the 'hero'? Ah, isn't that wonderful?"
"I really want to go back soon and see the 'Hero' with you!"

—Shut up…!

The maid longed for change. The maid longed for transformation. The maid longed for redemption. The maid longed for a hero.

I longed for nothing; in my thirsty and empty heart, all I needed was—

—When I pushed the maid down onto the bed, there was no fear in her eyes, only innocent
confusion .

She didn't understand what I was doing to her, she didn't know what I wanted to do to her, she didn't understand what I wanted to do to her.

That ignorant look was just like when I first pushed Lucia down.

I knew it.

All the 'women' in this world are the same.

As I stripped the maid of her clothes, as my hands began to ravage her breasts, this innocent
, my personal servant finally began, for the first time in her life, that seductive moan of a woman.
Like a child's ignorance, yet possessing the joy of a young girl's first taste of forbidden fruit; a vagina that should bear children, now
a plaything filled with lustful fluids…

I know what I'm doing.

I'm simply trying to find Lucia's shadow in this innocent and obedient maid.

Because of the image I just saw, a constant fear grips my heart that I might lose her
…

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