Will Story Event Translation (forgot the name)
// - is an alternate translation T/N: ignore my changing translation style, trying different things out to see what works. Also these translations aren’t accurate so the official translation will most likely be different T/N: Gave up on trying to fix the images
"I want you to kiss me."
The moment I entered the room and pleaded with Will, he gave me exactly what I desired.
After sitting on the bed together, Will traced my palate with his gentle tongue, and my body trembled with joy.
However,
William: ...
Suddenly, Will stopped kissing, and my body, left hanging, throbbed with a sense of longing.
Kate: Will?
William: For someone who pleaded for a kiss with such intensity, you seem distracted, Kate.
Kate: N-no, it's just...
William: Can't focus on kissing me, got some other 'business' on your mind?
Kate: No, it's not that! There's no other business... but...
I hesitated to tell him about the unfortunate incident.
(...Oh, but sooner or later, Will will find out.)
(Given Will's nature, he might already know... maybe he's deliberately asking to hear it from my mouth.)
Above all, because I want to face Will with a free and unburdened heart, I decided to confess today's events.
Kate: Actually...
William: ...'Kissed by a stranger'?
Kate: Yes, on my way back from today's mission, I was confronted... unable to escape it, just once.
The man I encountered on the roadside seemed drunk, persistently bothering me.
No matter how clearly I rejected him, he forcibly took my hand and brought his lips close.
Kate: Harrison and Liam, who came later, managed to drive him away, so there were no further consequences.
Kate: But... I can't forgive myself for allowing anyone other than Will to touch me.
I washed my hands repeatedly when I got home, to the point where my skin felt irritated.
Yet, the disgust from being touched couldn't be completely washed away, tormenting me.
Kate: ...I want to dedicate my life to Will as his servant.
Kate: My body and heart exist for Will alone, and I don't want to surrender them to anyone else. But... I allowed a kiss, and I regret it.
Feeling frustrated with myself, my fingertips trembled as I tightly clenched my fist on my knee.
William: Did you plead for a kiss to forget?
Kate: Yes... I'm sorry. I made you deal with my own issues.
William: No need to apologize. The one at fault is the man who forced himself on you, isn't it?
Will took my hand firmly and laid a kiss on the palm.
(...I heard somewhere that a kiss on the palm is a plea.)
Not something taken by force, but a kiss filled with respect, like showing that I have value worth pleading for. It warmed my heart.
(Even without using the cursed ability, Will's words have a mysterious power.)
(The inability to resist, the discomfort from being touched, all slowly melted away...)
The man who forcibly approached me is the only one at fault, and I finally forgave myself.
Kate: ...Thank you, Will.
William: Just stating the obvious. Now, there's nothing to cloud your mind, right?
Kate: ...Can I ask for a little selfishness?
Kate: I want you to kiss me. Many times, enough to make today's events fade away.
In truth, my heart is already healed with the words Will gave me.
I won't even notice if that man passes by me in the city; Will must understand my inner thoughts.
(So this is just... an invitation, a line used just to kiss my lover.)
William: If you wish, as much as you want.
With a seductive smile, Will embraced me from behind.
Kate: Will...?
In this position, isn’t it difficult for our lips to meet?
I tried to turn around, calling his name in confusion, but
William: Stay like this.
I was restrained, and a kiss was dropped behind my ear.
Will's tongue crawled along the curve, making a wet sound.
Kate: ...Ah, n-no.
William: Kate... don't suppress your voice.
William: After hearing it so many times, there's nothing embarrassing about it now, is there?
Kate: But... to feel so much from just the ear... isn't it strange?
Just being embraced from behind and kissed on the ear, warmth accumulated inside my body.
William: It's not strange. Kate, it's cute how you react so honestly to your feelings.
Will lightly nibbled on my ear, and his tongue slid into my ear canal.
William: Mmm... haah...
Kate: Mm... ah... haah...
Trying to endure the sweet throbbing, I hugged the cushion tightly against my knees.
William: ...Should have changed the position.
Kate: Eh...?
William: If our bodies were facing the other way, you would have clung to me, right?
Kate: Hehe... it's like you're jealous of the cushion.
William: I can get jealous. I can't catch you as softly as a cushion.
// I get jealous too. Softly catching you like a feather is something my body can't do.
As Will joked, I couldn't help but laugh.
(Normally, if someone is jealous, it would be of a person, not a cushion, right?)
(I can't imagine Will being jealous, but that's okay.)
Will's jealousy will probably remain forever unexplored, and that's fine.
As long as we understand that we love each other more than anyone else, there's no need for jealousy.
Releasing the cushion that became the target of jealousy, I faced Will directly.
William: Do you know this saying?
William: A kiss on the hand is a kiss of respect. On the forehead, a kiss of friendship. On the cheek, a kiss of satisfaction.
William: On the lips, a kiss of love. On closed eyes, a kiss of admiration/yearning. On the palm, a kiss of pleading.
William: On the arm and neck, a kiss of desire... any other kiss is considered 'madness,' according to the whims of the poet.
Kate: I heard this in a play once. It was titled 'Kiss,' wasn't it?
Will nodded and pulled me close again.
William: When I remembered this poem, I thought of choosing one and giving it to you, Kate... but I decided against it.
William: Narrowing down my feelings for you to just one is more challenging than any mission.
Kate: ...In that case, give me all of them.
William: Of course. That's the plan.
William: Whether you're ready to accept all those emotions... there's no need to ask.
As if engraving all the emotions into me, Will continued to kiss me following the poem.
Liam: Mission complete! ...Although, we probably didn't need to come. Will pretty much took care of everything.
Harrison: The illegal organization has been completely wiped out. Whether the headcount matches or not, let's count the bodies.
Liam: Okay! 1, 2, 3, 4... 4?
Liam: ...Huh? Hey, Harry, doesn't this guy look familiar from somewhere?
Harrison: Even if you say he looks familiar... His face is all messed up, isn't it impossible to identify him?
Liam: Hmm... this build, the shape of the head, that plain-patterned shirt... I feel like I've seen him somewhere, though...
Liam: ...Ah, got it! This is the guy who was pestering Kate not too long ago!
Liam: You know, grabbed her hand forcibly, made a loud smooching sound, kissed her forcefully!
Harrison: Oh yeah, I remember now. That guy...
Liam: Will, you didn't say anything when you saw the target's information. But did you know about him?
Harrison: Knowing Will, he probably planned this method of killing, right?
The man had used a knife to cut off his own lips, leaving a gruesome sight.
Liam: Kate, you're loved.
Harrison: To speak of love in this situation... not the best sight, I think...
FIN~