The hero was sleeping, this time for real, as a series of loud snores revealed. Even though this would be the best chance to attack him again, I wasn’t able to even think about my revenge. Instead, I was just walking through the room restlessly, trying to find an exit.
This body of mine might be smaller and cuter than my original one, but it still had to subject to the laws of nature. After drinking and eating several meals, it was obvious I would need to use a toilette sooner or later. Everybody would know that, everybody but the hero.
He hadn’t prepared a chamber pot for me, there wasn’t a bucket nor a bowl. Even a box filled with sand would be better than nothing!
Deprived of even the most primitive ways to comply to the call of nature, I could only try to escape the room through the door the hero had sealed tightly before, or relieve myself right here and now, on the rough wooden floor.
«That idiot! To force a lady go through all of this!»
Waking him was no option either. How could I accept being forced to beg him to let me out, using this little body of mine? I would never crawl to his feet whimpering, staring at him with a puppies eyes!
No, I had to do this myself, without his pity or at best without him ever finding out.
I walked towards the table in hurry, attempting to steal one of the chairs surrounding it to use it as a substitute for a ladder. My choice naturally fell on the empty one that stood nearest to the door, with only as little as two steps separating the two.
It was only when I tried to push the chair by leaning my whole body weight against one of its legs, that I realized the big flaw in my plan. Sure, it moved, but it was only a little bit. There was no way the strength of this body could be compared to that of at least a children. It would use hundreds of these pushes to move it even close to the door!
Reluctantly, I tried it anyway. Each of the pushes brought me a little bit closer to salvation, but they exhausted me, too. My body was weak to begin with, making this an almost impossible task, but the increasing restlessness I felt made it doomed to fail.
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Each push applied pressure on that far too small bladder of mine, and each rest made it impossible to think of anything else but the almost magical relief I would feel once I had found a toilette.
I only managed to push the chair half the way to the door before it became impossible to hold it in any longer.
«Screw this! I have to tell him! Everything is better than sulling myself!»
Honor and revenge meant nothing when compared to the idea of the hero finding out that I had wet myself like an infant, so I began calling out for him, first hesitatingly and almost inaudible, then louder and ever louder. His reply only came when it was almost too late.
“It is ok Ahri! I will play with you later.” He yawned. “Just be a good girl and let me sleep for now.”
「Sleep?! Like hell I will let you sleep! Let me out! Let me out of here this second!」
His sole answer was him turning around, away from me, and preparing to fall asleep again.
「You lazy bastard! Are you a bear or something?! This is no time to be hibernating! Wake up! Wake up now!」
I jumped on the bed, trying my best to fight back the overwhelming pressure that assaulted my nether regions. When I reached the half-asleep personification of laziness, I began jumping onto his legs, his sides and his arms. The hero only reacted when I tried to do the very same to his head and face.
A strong hand caught me mid-air before I could stomp down on the fools head. He turned around and lifted me up and away from him, using both of his hands to keep my struggling body under his control. His fingers ruthlessly forcing themselves into my soft stomach.
“What is it?! Just let me sleep, will-”
「Haaaahh~♬」
“What!? Ahri! No! Stop! STOP IT! NOOOO!!”