I got Isekaied into Magi. Having read the complete manga many times I know what the future holds and there's no way I'm going to let it happen. I'm going to use what I know to change the ending. Sinbad may be a comfort character for me but I know th...
*Sinbad goes a little yandere off and on *masturbation, sex and sex toys mentioned.
~POV Mori~ Sinbad only had to invite me to lunch twice for me to realize this was his new pattern. By the end of the week, it was undeniable he was coming to the tower just to spend time with me. It rose my expectations higher. He really did seem to genuinely enjoy my company. We were always served something delicious too. I knew I was being seduced, but damn if it wasn't working.
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((Comic description: Sin gesturing to the table with food. Mori looks at him and then the food. Their eyes glitter at the salmon. Mori sits down and Sin pushes their seat in for them.))
The room we ate in reminded me of the ones where Sinbad met with Aladdin and Alibaba in the manga, and thanked Yam, Sharrkon and Masrur in the anime. I had no way to tell if it was either room, but the table, chairs and open wall were the same. Lunch was fish sautéed with fruit like the first time we ate 1-on-1. It made me nostalgic but not for that night I shared with Sinbad. "My sibling made salmon similar to this, but they also added ginger and honey. It was delicious."
"It sounds it." He smiled. "You must have been really close. You talk about them every time you bring up your home."
My heart tightened and I almost didn't answer. "Absolutely. They are my best friend. We were always there for the other." The waves shifted and I looked out the windows to avoid eye contact. "I miss them a lot." At least my trauma wasn't the only thing I brought with me to this world. I had a lot of good memories too.
His voice was the expected warm sympathy. "I'm not surprised. You ended up in this world without any warning. If there is anything you need to feel comfortable here, please let me know right away."
That pierced my heart worse than it had any right to. And the feeling that oozed to the surface first was guilt. It didn't last long since I knew the Lyly in the writer's world was okay. "I'll think about it." --- ~POV Sinbad~ It's said that the way to a man's heart is his stomach. The same method clearly worked on Mori. They had started telling stories of their past. This was a sign of growing trust, wasn't it? But it was also obvious that after over a month in this world, Mori was finally starting to feel home sick.
The King smiled despite his concerns. "Alright. Let me know if you think of anything."
Finishing eating would mean the end of their time together for the day, but he couldn't stop the procession of time. When they got back outside to the court yard Mori turned to him, "Good luck with the rest of your day."
Although it was a failed offer every time, Sinbad tried his luck all the same. "You're heading to the guest tower, right? Let me walk you there since it's on my way."
His Beautiful Prophet smiled at him, but it was controlled. "I am, but I'd rather walk by myself."
This was as close as Mori would let him get now. "Alright, I look forward to seeing you tomorrow then."
They left without looking back.
Sinbad was no stranger to being patient while the other side slowly turned his way, but he wasn't used to feeling this uneasy. How long will it take for her to accept that he isn't the person from her visions? Even if his womanizing wasn't handicapping him, it was obvious that decisions he will make in the future were a major source of the distrust she had for him. Sinbad only had 2 more weeks before he was leaving for the Kou Empire. How could he leave his Beautiful Prophet for 4 months during this crucial stage?
As a King, Sinbad had the power to give Mori nearly anything she could want to fill the void in her heart and keep her near him. But he couldn't bring her loved ones into this world. Her own arrival was an anomaly. He would just have to make sure Mori felt like Sindria was her new home. 'But what if it isn't enough?' She enjoyed his company, but rejected his offers for more. There was a dark thought that kept Sinbad from worrying too much: there wasn't enough magoi in this world to send her home. She had said so. --- ~POV Mori~ The morning meetings left me with close to zero dopamine, so I took to pacing the libraries in the Black Libra Tower as a stim to replenish dopamine, and discharge excess energy. To make matters worse, ever since I was banned from reinventing things my options for what to do with my energy were severely limited. And I was being spoiled with good food and comfortable clothes, and I was getting plenty of sleep. There really wasn't much for me to focus on, and I knew I'd run out of things to do long before I'd be allowed to reinvent things again. Boredom leads to a lot of stupidity and bad decisions.
'Damnit.' And to top things off I was in one of most annoying stages of my menstrual cycle. Without anything to distract me, I was having a hard time (pun intended). 'I'm really fucking horny.' Being asexual just means that I don't experience sexual attraction; it doesn't stop me from having a frustratingly high libido. Masturbation can eventually get it to calm down, but none of my toys came to this world with me. My fingers will never be long enough to hit my favorite spot.
There was absolutely no way in hell that I was going to ask for a dildo or anything like that through the normal channels because there was no way word wouldn't get back to Sinbad somehow. And there was no way he wouldn't offer his expertise to 'help me' if he found out. Luckily, the scissors were already starting to turn a profit, so Omi gave me my cut. I could go buy things myself! ...If I knew where to go. I'd ask Pisti since she's one of the horniest people I have access to and would have a chance of knowing where I could get things, but she was obviously a shipper and would tell Sinbad. There was only one other person I could ask for help, and I didn't like it.
Sharrkan was the person in charge of the Red Light District, and if there was anyone that wouldn't tell Sinbad, it was him. The problem was, he's kinda unstable from an inflated ego, so talking to him about anything was going to be a nightmare. I was going to need physical and mental fuel to talk to him. Talking to Sharrkan after lunch with Sinbad would be best because it would fuel me and Sinbad is less likely to come looking for me afterwards.
'Perfect! Plan made!' --- I headed to my room afterward lunch like normal and then waited about 20mins so Sin had time to settle into whatever he was doing. Then I finally headed to the Silver Scorpio Tower to find Sharrkan.
Sindria's greatest swordsman was sparring with a few soldiers. He could have been training them to be honest and I wouldn't know the difference from this distance. Watching them made my hands and arms itch. As a reenactor I had learned some sword fighting, and watched even more. Sharrkan definitely knew what he was doing with his sword, his opponent, and his body in general. I wanted to draw him. 'It's a shame what happens when he opens his mouth.'
When the round was over I called out to him. It would be an understatement to say he flinched the moment he spotted me.
