Re:Lyra-Starting Life in Another World (Re:Reader-Lyra Edition)

Chapter 74:That Stain Is Not Coming Out

A/N: Here's the next part of this short story. Please enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 74: That Stain Is Not Coming Out

As light began to refill Lyra's consciousness, she fully expected to find herself in the white expanse once more, the one she had originally expected.

But this was different, once more.

Her mind and body both screamed longingly for something, but Lyra didn't know what. She felt like she needed something essential, but couldn't quite pinpoint what that was.

Suddenly, feeling that need satisfied, that sensation caught her weary conscience by surprise.

It's... air. I need air. I need to breathe...

Learning what she needed, the desire built up once more.

I need to... wake up... and breathe-!

Again, the need was met. But neither time had this felt like it had been done on her volition.

No... I need to on my own... But why can't I? How am I getting air if it's not myself doing it?

Feeling one more rush of a sated desire for breath, Lyra's consciousness felt more empowered, like it could begin to take over more functions.

I can't breathe... not yet, at least. A few more of these and-!

As another wave of air entered her, she regained her vision, or perhaps had been able to finally open her eyes. She couldn't tell which.

But while her vision was blurry, the bright, familiar hue of blue that filled her was a crucial clue to her current state.

Seeing it fade away to a scene of white, it quickly returned, bringing with it the satisfaction of another breath.

That's... Rem... She's-!

As the air filled her lungs again, more control was levied over to her consciousness. This time, her feelings were vaguely remade.

Lyra could feel himself laying in what must have been a puddle. It was cold, and her waterlogged clothes felt heavy, almost like a weighted blanket upon her.

As Lyra saw the hue of blue ascend back up the white heavens above, it returned once more right away.

With more air filling her body, her touch regained its feeling in more intimate areas, notably, her lips.

A soft cushion, filled with compassion and kindness laid upon them, giving her the gift of continued life in her current condition.

Rem is... Rem's giving me-!

With Rem departing and returning once again, another breath of life was given to Lyra, the last she would need to supply.

Fully feeling her body return to himself, a new great desire built inside her.

I gotta... I must thank Rem!

As Rem's lips had just finished pouring in her own breath for Lyra's own, Lyra's body worked faster than her mind could. Wrapping her arms around the girl, Lyra pulled her in a full embrace, not letting her lips depart just yet.

Feeling her flinch from the sudden movement of Lyra, who had been limp and unresponsive only moments ago, Rem was denied her head from coming up to inspect her.

Instead feeling the lips she had her own on change in shape and position, she remained as she was. With Lyra's hands on her back,s he felt her dress was still as damp as her own clothes. Her soft, azure hair was soaked as well still, as if the maid had just taken a fully clothed shower.