My Curse? A Different Yandere in Every Reincarnation
Chapter 71: New members

Chapter 71: New members

After a really painful yet pleasurable night of sex, Ryuuji stopped so I could sleep. I hate how my heart raced so much with pleasure from being fucked so wildly, taking advantage of the pain of sex.

Of course, this happened every 1 day, so we had one day of sex and one day of rest. I lived the past month trying to fully adapt to a life without being able to move or hold things.

It was extremely bad, especially using the bathroom where I absolutely need Ryuuji’s help for everything.

And of course, both for me and for Ryuuji, it was notable that I started to become dependent on him since I need help for everything.

Fortunately, the training really worked and after a few days the pain stopped, my phantom pain also stopped appearing 2 weeks later.

Although there was something that terrified me, it was when he removed one of the discs from my thigh to check something on them, although I don’t know what he checked.

When he removed it, it didn’t hurt that much, but it turns out that apparently he can remove them, but only he can. He activated the disc outside my body so I could see how it works.

And it’s terrifying, it’s like a harpoon that’s hidden inside the disc when it’s deactivated, and when it’s in my thigh it activates. If you try to pull it out of my body, it will cause severe damage to the inside of the thigh.

Showing that only Ryuuji can remove it safely, unless I want my thigh to be extremely injured. I don’t know exactly how it works so I don’t hurt myself, but I know it was a warning showing that I can’t do the swap without him.

Without Ryuuji, these discs are stuck in my body and the only slightly possible method to remove them would be through a risky possible surgery.

Of course, after checking the disc, he returned it to my leg. He also showed that the healing of the wound made was recovering very quickly, probably due to the discs.

And the time with my son was interesting, and it was largely thanks to my son that I began to overcome the sadness of the lack of limbs, although clearly Ryuuji did this knowing that being close to my son would help me recover.

But the most important thing is what’s going to happen today. I acted like a good wife as he wanted, so the time for my reward has finally come.

"Darling, are you ready to see your new arms and legs?" Ryuuji says as he holds a suitcase. We’re in our shared bedroom while I’m very eager for this.

Finally, I’ll be able to walk again and be able to hold things. I’ve waited so long for this and I’ll finally be able to have it.

"Y-Yes, open it up already! Fit them on me before I get more anxious!" I say, fidgeting in the wheelchair. I’ve missed being able to do things on my own so much.

"No need to rush, darling. You’ll still need to get used to them," he says as he opens the suitcase. He soon turns the suitcase towards me, showing the prosthetic limbs. They look very similar to real arms and legs.

It’s even a bit scary. I expected something metallic or with mechanical joints, not something so realistic. But even though it’s a bit scary, I’m still excited. Finally, I’ll be able to walk again.

"Darling, stretch out your limbs so I can fit them on you," Ryuuji says as he grabs the two arms from the suitcase. I obey, extending the two stumps that are my arms.

"See this part, darling?" He says as he shows me the part of the prosthetic arm that fits into the silver disc. It’s a slightly hollow part with a fitting.

"It will attach to the discs using magnetic force, and after it’s fitted, it will look like real limbs... I hope you understand that depending on your actions, I will remove them, understood?"

"Y-Yes, just put them on already, please." He carefully fits the arm and then moves on to the next one, fitting it with the same care, checking if it’s well-fitted.

After putting them on, he moves on to my legs. He told me not to try to move yet, so I just sit there, anxious to finally be able to move.

He soon checks the legs and comes to me to fit them. He starts by fitting the right leg and, after putting it on, analyzes if everything is correct, then quickly moves on to the left leg.

He’s being very careful in putting the prosthetic limbs on me, thoroughly analyzing the result to make sure there are no defects.

"Can I move now?" I ask, anxious.

"Not yet, wait a few minutes," he says as he sits in a chair and messes with his phone. I’m just sitting in the wheelchair, waiting. After a few minutes, I ask again.

"Can I walk now?"

"Not yet, darling, wait a few more minutes," he continues just playing with his phone, while I get more and more anxious. The arms and legs are already here, so I want to use them.

But I restrain myself, I don’t want him to have reasons to remove my limbs.

"Can I move now?"

"Be patient, darling. Your new limbs are adjusting to your nervous system. If you try to move now, you’ll damage the AI system of the device, and it won’t know what to do."

"..."

’Damn it...’ I want to move so much, and the chance is here, but I can’t. This is really terrible.

"..."

"You can try to move now, darling," Ryuuji says as he shows me a phone with an AI system, showing a fully white body where the color of the arms and legs is reddish.

"O-Okay." I try to get up excitedly, only to fall and be caught by Ryuuji. I was able to move my legs, but any balance doesn’t exist.

"Easy, darling, try to take slow steps," he says as he holds me.

"I-I can’t balance...I can’t move my legs..." I say, somewhat disappointed. I don’t feel my movements, and that makes control seem impossible.

"It’s okay, darling, try to move your arms."

"..."

"I-I can’t..." I say desperately.

"...Darling, don’t cry. You won’t be able to move in seconds, you have to get used to it a bit," I cry while breathing heavily, having a small panic attack.

It’s kind of desperate not being able to move when I had the hope of finally being able to.

"Darling, sit in the wheelchair and try to move your arms. It’s hard because you can’t feel them, so you can’t do it by reflex."

He guides me to the wheelchair.

"..."

"Darling, don’t look at me with so much anger... It’s not like I tricked you. I never said using prosthetics would be easy."

"You need to get used to it gradually. Try to move your arms."

"O-Okay..." I try to move my arms, and I can lift them a bit, but it’s really hard to control. I don’t feel my limbs, so I don’t know what they’re doing unless I look directly at them.

"Darling, don’t cry. If you do, you really won’t learn. Be a little determined."

’Determined... Tsk, it’s so easy to say that...’ This is terrible. I don’t feel anything, so any movement is super difficult to do.

"Darling, try to squeeze my hand." He holds my hand while asking this. I try to squeeze, but I can’t.

"I-I can’t! I can’t move!" I say, almost shouting. This is so frustrating. I expected something, and it was completely different. I can’t move.

Even though I can move the prosthetic limbs, I can’t control the movements correctly. As soon as I tried to get up, the first thing I did was fall forward.

"Darling, don’t stress. Try to calm down a bit."

"...T-This is so unfair..." What was the point of me being a good wife? For a month, I spent half of those days having sex under the pretext of training, and now I can’t even use the limbs I got.

"Darling, please, could you at least try to calm down? In a few days, you should be able to use them. If you get stressed and irritated, lamenting about not being able to, you’ll never move forward."

"O-Okay... At least will you help me with what I asked for?" I ask while wiping the tears on my cheek with my shoulder. What I asked for is something related to the occult.

I tried to be brave and asked him to help me look for occult things. He questioned why, and I didn’t answer, but he decided to accept and said he had a "friend" who was a fan of the occult.

If he mentioned such a person, then it must be someone he met when he was an assassin and has knowledge obtained from obscure sources.

"Darling, for now, I’ll help you with everything. My friend should arrive tomorrow... He’s a strange guy, but he should be able to help you with your search for the occult."

"Darling, can I know why you want to know about things like magic? You know it’s all a lie, right?"

"..." It’s not a lie. It really exists, it must just be hidden somewhere. There must be something that can be done, even in this limited world.

"Darling, do you think you can recover what you lost with some fantasy magic?"

"It’s not that... I just... Please, let me rest... I’m tired." I’m not doing well. My hopes have fallen in just a few seconds.

"...Haa..." He sighs.

"Okay, darling, I understand it must be frustrating for you. I’ll let you rest today. Tomorrow we’ll train your movements before my friend arrives."

"Also, darling, I’ll be gone for a while... I didn’t want to, but my family called because of my retirement, and we have annoying rules to follow."

"But as soon as that’s over and I confirm my retirement, I’ll be able to devote 100% of my time to you."

"Okay... H-Honey, what’s this friend of yours like?"

"He’s a strange guy... He helped me in the past, and he’s a reliable guy... Although he’s only reliable if your desires aren’t involved. But he just likes the occult, so as long as I pay him well, he’ll help you."

"Now, I’ll put you in bed. Try to move a bit before sleeping. I’m sure you’ll be able to move soon."

"..."