Volume 3 Chapter 9 The Bitchification Plan I
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
They cherish the bonds with their comrades and uphold their pride, even on the battlefield.
When they fight, they always emerge victorious, and as the winners’ privilege, they take everything from the losers────.
That was the daily life of Serena and her respected father, Glen, and their ‘Storm Herd’.
At 17, Serena had never lost a battle fighting alongside her father and brothers, and she believed she could fight just as strongly as them.
But that belief was shattered by the ‘Azrael’s Death Sword User’, and now, it was being crushed to pieces by Kian, who was supposed to be her comrade.
Looking back, Serena realized she had never accomplished anything on her own.
In the Griffin battle, she had only charged recklessly.
During the promotion exam, she was the only one who survived while her comrades lost everything.
She hadn’t achieved any decent results in battle.
(Am I… weak? Is that why I’m being subjected to such humiliation?)
Biting her lip, she looked up at Kian, but he merely stared down at her with eyes that saw her as nothing more than trash.
There was no mercy.
Just the eyes of a victor looking at a loser.
”──────”
The first malicious intent she faced after leaving the herd came from Funnelwing and his crew.
And the second time was from Kian.
Being ordered to masturbate by the man she had secretly looked down on as a weak, womanizing little guy tore Serena’s pride to shreds.
”Ugh… kh…”
Grimacing with humiliation, she inserted her finger into her shorts.
But her finger refused to move.
Her body was heating up from the aphrodisiac she had been forced to drink, but her sinking heart couldn’t bring herself to masturbate.
As a result, she could only move her hand back and forth in silence.
Like a golem performing a repetitive task, she continued until Kian’s quiet voice descended from above.
”Serena, do you understand why I’m making such cruel demands of you?”
”…Is it because you want to see me climax?”
”Where did you learn such language?”
”Because Dad often lined up Mom and the others…”
”I see. But you’re wrong. I’m not some pervert living solely for pleasure.”
”Then what was it? To mock me? To get back at me for looking down on you as a ‘weakling’ since we met?”
”It’s to bring you back to your senses. In the past month, what have you been doing? What conditions did you set for our duel today? Was there any pride left in your soul?”
”────”
”I was the one who withheld information about the ‘Azrael’s Death Sword User.’ I can see why you grew impatient. But didn’t you see me as nothing more than a convenient pawn to exploit? Of course, I’m not saying that’s wrong. Many lone warriors without a proper party do the same. They use others while they’re useful, then toss them aside when they’re not. I’ve been treated like that many times myself. But if you do the same, you’ll become just like them.”
”Ah…”
Kian’s words seemed to seep into her cracked heart.
Serena bit her lip and looked down.
(I… I’ve only viewed Kian as a convenient tool this past month.)
There had always been a tendency since they met.
But this past month, she hadn’t even bothered to invite Kian to join her on quests.
As for today’s conditions, she had clearly imposed a disadvantage on him just to corner him and seize the information she wanted.
She had thought nothing of tossing everything else aside as long as she could get what she needed.
Kian was holding her accountable for that.
A normal person might have given up on Serena and quietly walked away.
But he was teaching her, treating her as a ‘comrade.’
It had been 2 and a half months since they first met.
Even with that mysterious illness, ‘Sudden Kian Syndrome’ she had suffered from…
Setting that aside, it felt like this was the first time Serena truly saw Kian for who he was.
The world isn’t only about strength.
There is kindness too.
And he knows both kindness and cruelty, yet possesses the strength of heart to choose kindness time and again.
That was the true worth of Kian of Izerland.
He was not some coward.
This man was incredibly strong and kind.
That’s what she thought.
”────”
Serena felt a deep shame for misunderstanding him.
”Serena. The reason I’m stopping you is that I believe if you challenge the ‘Azrael’s Death Sword User’ that I’m thinking of, you’ll be utterly defeated. Given that you’re trying to extract information from me under such unfair duel conditions, it’s clear you’re not thinking straight. You thought you could win even after I told you the information, right?”
”…Yeah. Probably.”
”So you understand what I’m saying?”
”I understand.”
Nodding, Serena sank to her knees, her head bowed.
”I’m sorry, Kian. …I’m really sorry.”
”Do you really understand?”
”Yeah. …I guess I completely misjudged you. It was I who was cowardly and thoughtless of my comrades. I’m sorry.”
”If you understand, then that’s fine. But a duel is a duel, and I expect you to listen to what I say.”
”Understood. But how can I atone for this? Just showing off my humiliation here doesn’t seem fair at all. ──I think a punishment that conveys my feelings would be better.”
With that, Serena pulled a magic contract from her backpack.
”There’s not much I can do for you right now, but I want to show my sincerest apologies and gratitude.”
It could be money or labor.
Kian had hinted at wanting her, but even if it was a physical relationship, he’d at least expect compensation.
Of course, he wouldn’t pressure her to take full responsibility.
She didn’t want to burden him to that extent; she intended to remain just a ‘convenient woman’ for him.
Kian nodded solemnly and pulled out several unfamiliar pink trinkets from his pocket.
”Well then, let’s see if we can turn this into a funny story. Wear these, and let’s stroll through the town together.”
* * *
In East End, the streets were busy as the meal times for adventurers were drawing to a close; it was now prime time for the brōtḥel’s touts and drunken patrons to roam the area.
”Ugh…ah…”
Serena was being led on a ‘walk’ by Kian, her wrists bound in handcuffs, down a dimly lit street where few people passed by.
But this was no ordinary stroll.
”Hmm…fuu…”
Serena, dressed in a black off-the-shoulder shirt and shorts, had 2 pink magic rotors attached to her nipples and 2 more on her lower abdomen, sandwiching her clitoris.
”Ku…n!”
As they walked down the street, Serena let out hot, heavy breaths.
It was embarrassing and humiliating, but if this was what it took for Kian to let bygones be bygones, she had no choice but to endure it.
Despite her suspicions that he was just looking for an excuse to humiliate her further, her pride wouldn’t let her back out of her promise to do anything he asked.
Suppressing the heat of the aphrodisiac coursing through her body, Serena walked alongside Kian, a captive chained to his side.
The only solace was that, given the late hour, no one was sober, and no one seemed to pay any mind to the two figures moving through the shadows.
(Clit…rubbing…)
”Unhi!?”
While her nipples were sensitive, the stimulation to her clitoris was particularly intense for Serena, who had a larger-than-average one.
Despite having little experience with masturbation, her sensitivity was surprisingly high.
Kian had been grabbing and massaging her buttocks through the shorts, a perverted act that, for some reason, made her breath catch.
Her body was betraying her, enjoying this punishment──
In public, no less.
Serena, an inexperienced virgin when it came to sexual stimulation, was likely reacting this way due to the aphrodisiac.
Still, she was shocked by her body’s shameless response.
”Uu…ah…”
(My butt…)
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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