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I nearly died.
If the clothes rail hadn't broke, I would have been hanging there still.
Even so, it was still really a valuable experience. I realized the weakness of super regeneration, didn't I?
Even if any wound heals quickly, if strangled, it becomes powerless.
Without being able to breathe, more precisely, with no blood supplying the brain, my consciousness just stopped.
Yet, I did not suffer brain death due to super regeneration.
Normally, the brain would die within minutes, but although my consciousness was gone, I was perfectly fine as my body was still in perfect shape even though my feet didn't touch the ground for hours. Though, I was still being choked so I couldn't regain consciousness until the clothes rail broke.
I'm still inexperienced. I overestimated myself too much. The current Leon is weak. Compared to the future, grown-up Leon, who remained calm even when his head was chopped off, the super regeneration that I possess now seems weak. That's why I fainted so helplessly.
If I were to be beheaded now, wouldn't I become a living corpse until someone puts my head back on? Or maybe I would just regenerate anew? I want to test it... Hehe, but that would be a stretch for now.
"I have to step it up."
I realized my shortcomings.
So I should work harder to overcome these weaknesses.
I must have been hanging for quite a while since it was now dawn. Sleep wasn't coming, so I tidied up the messy floor and took off all my clothes to put them in the washing machine. Ugh, at my age, I wet my skirt... I mean, my boxers, and that's a bit embarrassing.
Having sweated a lot, I intended to take a light shower, but since I would probably end up sweaty again shortly, I gave up. I walked out without a single thread of clothing on. In the corner, I saw my figure in the full-length mirror, and Leon's body was full on display.
Hmm...
Honestly, I have no feelings about it at all.
Leon, isn't he really pretty?
The lines of his trained body are both beautiful and sufficiently alluring.
His chest is quite firm, and her flawless white skin is undeniably erotic.
But… Why do I feel no sexual urge at all?
Where's my sense of femininity?
When I first became Leon, I was concerned, but after a few days, I quickly became numb to it.
Am I not a pervert who gets excited by seeing my own body?
Well, it's not that important right now, so let's move on.
I picked up the whip that I had set aside.
Since the clothes rail broke, there's no place to hang it now, and the knot I tied has already come undone.
I learned the fatal weakness of what I thought was the all-powerful super regeneration.
Thank you, Alice. I learned it thanks to the book you recommended.
I pulled tightly on the whip to make it taut and wrapped it around my neck.
Hoo, I'm ready.
I took a deep breath.
Now I can't breathe freely anymore.
I slowly tightened my grip with both hands on the whip.
At first, I pulled with just enough force to hold chopsticks, then gradually increased the strength.
Then at one moment, I pulled with all my might.
"Huh?!"
An incredible pressure squeezed my neck.
When my airway was blocked, I couldn't breathe.
The blood that flowed through my veins swirled helplessly around my neck.
"Ka, ah, ke... ah, ack..."
My face turned red.
Leon's face reflected in the mirror looked like a well-red apple.
It hurts. It was different from when I hanged myself. Back then, my weight pressed down on my neck, but now my hands are directly choking it. It feels like my cervical vertebrae might break. My legs tremble. The whip in my grasp gets wet with the sweat gathering in my palms.
Thump.
The sound of my heartbeat.
Ah, I'm used to this.
My vision is dizzy.
My eyes, wide open, are bloodshot.
Hehe, Leon.
That face is really funny.
The reflection of Leon in the mirror collapses like it's crumbling.
But the strength of my taut hands remained.
My neck hurts.
It hurts.
Once again, my skin was roughly torn, and the whip changed to a bright red.
My once red face began to pale gradually.
The color of my face, completely drained of blood.
Below my neck feels hot, while above feels like it's turning cold.
"Ah, ack... kek..."
I was curious what I would look like when my neck was choked, so I tried it in front of the mirror, and this is more of a masterpiece than I thought.
My pretty face is completely ruined.
Veins bulge on my forehead, and my complexion resembles that of a corpse.
With an expression that a guy shouldn't have, I let out moans I shouldn't make, trembling like I was electrocuted.
Hehe…
Leon, you're funny.
Like a frog.
You have such a pretty face, but it's so ugly.
What's up with that?
It's a mess.
But...
"He... hehe... ah... he..."
It's erotic.
I think I'm excited for the first time in Leon's body.
Show me more~♡
Show me your filthy self, more~♡
Is this good?
Is this what's good?
I tightened my grip even more.
My consciousness grew hazy.
It felt like fireworks were bursting in my head.
Crack.
I heard an unusual sound, but I ignored it.
The whip trembled.
It pressed hard against the nape of my neck and slowly edged in.
Little by little.
Slowly.
Gradually.
"Ah..."
I couldn't even let out a groan anymore.
The world turned black and white.
My vision began to blink at the edges.
Crack.
A shattering sound echoed.
Blood couldn't rise up, and the severe pain quickly reached my brain.
The whip dug into my neck.
It tore through my skin and ventured inside.
Deeper~♡
Deeper still~♡
"Hi... hit..."
Oh, this is bad.
I feel like I might get addicted.
And then
Crack.
The cervical vertebrae broke.
Yes, Leon.
That expression.
So beautiful~♡
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Water flows along the curves of my body.
The hot water from the showerhead began to caress my entire body, starting from my jet black hair.
Since becoming Leon, I've started to shower often. Ah, don't get me wrong. It's not for a sinister purpose. I just enjoy showering in hot water; boiling hot water. After washing, I feel refreshed and languid.
Steam rises.
The shower room was already filled with so much steam that it was hard to see an inch ahead.
I turned the faucet all the way to the left and sank into hot water.
Since I had sweated a lot overnight, I should wash thoroughly.
After showering until my body turned red, I stepped out, and it was already bright outside. I ended up staying up all night again. But I had fainted for quite a while, so it might not be much different than sleeping? Either way, I'm not sleepy.
Today is the weekend.
There was no need to go to the academy.
I thought about taking a nap even now, but shook my head. I'm not sleepy, and I have plenty of energy, so there's really no need for sleep. Time is precious. I should spend it without wasting it.
I sat in a chair with only a white towel wrapped around my naked body.
On the desk was a blood-stained leather whip.
I owe a lot to it. But the whip wasn't meant for such purposes. I twirled it and stuffed it into the drawer. Next time, I should definitely use it for its original purpose.
It occurred to me that the sound of the whip crackling when swung is actually the sound of its tip breaking the sound barrier. If I hit wrongly, it wouldn't just end up with bruises; flesh would be ripped apart.
"...I have to try it out next time."
Since the room is small, I should go to a bigger place.
If possible, a place with no people would be best. After all, someone else might get hit, right?
Anyways…
This is my first weekend as Leon.
I had already decided what I would do a long time ago.
I'm going out to the city, outside the academy.
While I will have to stay here as Leon until I graduate from the academy, it's a good idea to at least know the geography of the area.
And there are things I need.
First, I have to find a hardware store, and there are various things I need for future 'activities'.
Huh? Do I have money?
Of course.
Leon is an orphan without a guardian, but there's no need to worry about money.
All the students at the academy receive financial support. This is provided uniformly by the academy to all students. Not enough to be extravagant, but it suffices for basic living expenses.
Moreover, those with supernatural abilities receive grants from the state just by applying.
Though, it's not just a freebie; to receive the grant, one must meet certain conditions. For instance, orphans like Leon who are minors without guardians, or those who, for some reason, cannot engage in social activities and thus have no income.
It's a form of investment, really.
Since those with Supernatural abilities must fight against the monstrous beings from another realm, it's a sort of welfare for them.
As time passes, the importance of those with supernatural abilities is increasing daily.
The invasion of monstrous beings has been ongoing, and only those with supernatural abilities can stand against them.
Over the past 300 years, no matter how much weaponry or technology has advanced, that fact remains unchanged.
Ordinary humans find it difficult just to face the monsters.
Of course, it's not entirely impossible.
A long time ago, a rift in time occurred in the deep sea, allowing monstrous beings to invade. A passing sailor drove a steamboat right into them, sinking the monsters. That case proved that mentally strong humans could resist the 'mental corruption' of the magical beasts to a degree even without supernatural abilities.
But even then, how many people in the world actually meet that criteria?
Ultimately, the duty of fighting against the otherworldly monsters falls to those with supernatural abilities.
I dried my hair and tossed the white towel I had wrapped around my body into the washing machine.
After pondering what to wear in front of the closet, I just pulled out my school uniform. I don't want to wear a school uniform on the weekend, but Leon has no interest in fashion and has very few clothes to wear. At most, a white sweater or a plain t-shirt.
I'll need to buy a few more outfits when I go to the city.
Huh? Is there no discomfort in wearing men's clothing?
Well, it doesn't matter since it's not the clothing I'm wearing in my original body.
Think about it. The completion of fashion is the face. And Leon is incredibly handsome. He's a hero after all.
Don't you want to see it at least once?
Leon wearing this outfit, and that outfit.
That said, I have no intention of putting on a fashion show.
Just a few decent everyday outfits would be enough.
Standing in front of the mirror, I checked if there was anything crooked.
Good, no problems.
I've gathered my wallet, and I'm ready.
Shall I go out now?
It's still early in the morning, but it wouldn't hurt to be diligent.
Well then, I'm off.