“What in the world is going on now?”
Young Bellatrix awoke to find Bellver trying his best to make sense of the situation.
But no matter how hard he tried, there was nothing he could figure out.
His shortened limbs were impossible to adjust to, and for some reason, neither the curtains nor the door would open despite not being locked.
There wasn’t a single thing he could understand.
The only conclusion he could draw was that Bellver had somehow traveled back to Bellatrix’s past due to the side effects of that black thing, possibly having been kidnapped somewhere along the way.
Neither scenario made much sense, but then again, does possession or body swapping ever really make sense?
All possibilities must be considered.
“So, how do we get back? Is Lady Bellatrix alright?”
Bellver wanted to leave this place.
Surely those who know him are worried sick by now.
And he desperately wanted to check if Bellatrix was okay.
With no signs of restraint and the surroundings resembling an elegant noble’s room, it didn’t seem like a kidnapping.
If so, perhaps he had truly traveled back in time.
Could it be that he was supposed to live as Bellatrix until her academy enrollment, altering her troubled past?
Thankfully, he soon figured out what was happening.
“Bellatrix, are you studying?”
“Yes, Father.”
“Good. Keep it up.”
When Bellatrix’s father entered, Bellver found himself observing the two as a third party.
It was then he realized he was merely witnessing memories.
Though unsure when he’d regain control, at least he hadn’t ended up somewhere strange.
At some point, he’d surely come to his senses.
Still, watching these two was maddening.
Bellatrix, craving love and praise yet unable to express her feelings openly, and her father, wanting to comfort her but hesitating, unable to even ruffle her hair.
Why couldn’t they just speak their minds already? Bellver couldn’t comprehend why they kept hiding their true feelings.
“Bellatrix, any progress?”
“Bellatrix, how have you been lately?”
“Bellatrix-”“Bella-”
After the first memory, similar scenes continued to unfold.
Bellatrix was always absorbed in something, while her father silently watched with longing.
Watching them felt like eating 100 sweet potatoes—overwhelmingly heavy and stifling.
Once free from these memories, he’d have to improve their relationship somehow.
Since Bellatrix’s future d*ath had already been erased, improving her family ties wouldn’t hurt, right?
But when would these memories end?
“Huh?”
Just as he thought this and blinked, he found himself lying down, staring at the ceiling.
He had returned from the memories.
“What? Why am I back?”
His body had returned too.
“Where am I?”
Upon waking, Bellatrix had no idea where she was.
She had clearly taken the curse meant for Bellver, yet here she was in an unfamiliar white room.
“Why won’t it work?”
Bellatrix tried to move slightly to confirm her condition, but her body refused to budge.
Not that it wouldn’t move—it simply couldn’t.
Like a lifeless puppet, her body lacked the strength to move.
Only then did Bellatrix notice her state.
Below her male form lay emaciated limbs, thin as twigs, wearing a hospital gown.
Her entire body felt utterly powerless.
“Cough.”
Realizing her physical state, other sensations she had ignored became apparent.
An overwhelming weakness dominated her body.
Somehow, she instinctively knew this was Bellver’s body.
“I’m inside Bellver’s memories.”
Bellatrix was certain she was within Bellver’s memories.
Though her only clue was being in a man’s body, her instincts confirmed it.
As soon as she confirmed this, control over the body slipped away.
Now, as though observing Bellver from a third-person perspective, she watched.
“I’ll go in.”“Yes-.”
Shortly after a knock, a woman entered, and Bellver spoke for the first time.His voice cracked like dry wood, yet carried an oddly joyful undertone.
The woman carried a tray with needles and various medications.
It seemed all of this was intended for Bellver.
“Have you been well?”“Yes. How about you…?”“I’ve been busy today. There’s an epidemic, so many patients.”“Stay strong…!”“Thank you for your encouragement. You stay strong too! You’ll definitely overcome this!”“Yes…!”
Through their brief conversation during the injection and medication administration, Bellatrix confirmed this was indeed Bellver.He was exactly as she remembered meeting him.
Having glimpsed into these memories, Bellatrix now understood why Bellver had acted so childlike.Because he had been a child.Seeing someone enter, even someone unrelated to family, filled him with joy.Clearly, he had spent much of his childhood—or possibly his entire life—alone in this white room.Thus, he lacked experience, which prevented him from maturing.
Simultaneously, Bellatrix understood why Bellver craved affection and why he acted so feminine.Without affection, he yearned for it, and since most of the people he encountered were women, he naturally became more feminine.Children learn by observing.
“It’s such bad timing that our bodies swapped just as he was getting better. I feel terrible, honestly.”
Bellatrix suddenly felt the urge to apologize to Bellver.She imagined him spending his entire life trapped in a mind-warping white room, only to have her interrupt his newfound freedom.However, feeling sorry didn’t mean letting him go.
A boiling mix of love, possessiveness, and dominance surged within her.The moment she took the curse meant for Bellver, she realized it.The everyday connection she had taken for granted had revealed its true value.
“I need to take better care of him. Make him mine.”
With this vow, Bellatrix’s eyes began to close, signaling her return.She promised herself that once back, she would treat Bellver well.Then, she woke up in her own body.
“Huh?”
Their bodies had switched again.
Bang!
While Bellver sat bewildered, returning to his original body, Bellatrix raced toward him.Despite the doctor’s shocked expression at seeing the unbelievable, checking on Bellver’s safety was her priority.
Each step toward Bellver’s ward grew heavier and more anxious.She had unconsciously felt it when blocking the Cardinal’s curse:She couldn’t live without Bellver anymore.He fulfilled what she had always desired.
To Bellatrix, Bellver had grown far more significant than she’d previously thought.Though not yet love, it was something simpler, deeper.Similar to how a young child lavishes affection on their possessions.This childish emotion would undoubtedly evolve into love as it matured.Therefore, she saw no reason to discard him.Since Bellver was destined to belong to her anyway, why bother removing him?
“Bellver!!”“Lady Bellatrix?”
As Bellatrix burst into the room, Bellver greeted her warmly.Seeing him sitting upright, she immediately rushed to embrace him tightly.The moment she saw him awake, she wanted to hold him.
Bellver suffered immense shock from Bellatrix’s sudden hug, his face turning bright red.Unsure whether he should reciprocate, he hovered his hands awkwardly, worrying if she might dislike it.But his doubts vanished instantly upon hearing her command.
“Hug me back.”“Yes…!”
Bellver eagerly embraced Bellatrix in return.He had missed her too.Even back in his male body, Bellver was still Bellver.
Even restored to her female body, Bellatrix’s warmth remained unchanged.Though uncertain why they had switched back, perhaps everything worked out for the best.
“This won’t do.”“What is it?”
Bellatrix abruptly released Bellver, shut the door forcefully with a stern look, and turned back to him.Her mind was consumed by one thought: making Bellver undeniably hers.What was the best way to claim him as hers?As a noblewoman, she knew the answer.Establish undeniable facts.
Watching Bellatrix undo her collar and approach, Bellver felt a chill run down his spine.Something terrible was about to happen.Though tempted to flee, his body froze like a frog facing a snake.All he could manage was to gulp nervously.
“Stay still. I’m inexperienced, so it’s hard for me to lead.”“No! Inappropriate actions are forbidden!”“Shh. Just count the stains on the ceiling and enjoy.”“No! I refuse! Stop it!”
Bellver could only shake his head helplessly as the predator approached.Unable to meet the sight of Bellatrix exposing her pale skin and curves, his only option was to protest.He pleaded for her to stop.
Naturally, Bellatrix had no intention of stopping.Since this emotion would eventually blossom into love, planting the seeds early seemed wise.Plus, children sooner rather than later sounded nice.From her perspective, Bellver’s flailing was frustrating.She had laid out the feast, yet he refused to eat.
Determined, she grabbed Bellver’s hand to place it atop her breast.The moment shifted.The predator became prey.Their bodies had switched again.
“Eh?! Wha…?!”“Just focus on counting the ceiling stains. I’ll be gentle.”“No! No inappropriate touching!”
Splash-
Just before touching, Bellatrix moved her hand, gripping her own burgeoning bosom.The squishy sensation caused Bellver’s face to flush crimson, tears welling in his eyes.
The unmistakable touch of a man’s large, firm hand pressed against her chest.Not only touching, but kneading persistently.Embarrassment and shame overwhelmed her, but stopping it was her first priority.
“Inappropriate touching is forbidden!!!”“Bold, my sister….”“Aaaaahhh!!!”
Shouting, Bellatrix swung a pillow to strike Bellver repeatedly.That is, until a voice interrupted from outside the door.Turning her head, she caught sight of Joseph slipping away.Overwhelmed, Bellver screamed and nearly fainted.
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