Yariyuu v10c13

Volume 10 Chapter 13 Kispe-sama Wants To Confess⁕


Edited by: Kanaa-senpai


 Two thousand? Three thousand? Maybe.


 Too many to count.


 They’re all different sizes too. There might be even more.


 How do you even count something like this?


 A woman with gray hair danced through the sky like she was walking on air.


 The legend reborn after a hundred years looked down at the ground below.


 Um…


 If this Demon Lord’s Army keeps heading north now, the humans are in real trouble.


 We have to wipe out this troop.


 Yeah. It’s definitely them.


 This is my last job on the eastern front.


 Without wings, she floated freely in the sky.


 She landed right in front of the monsters.


 She dropped straight from high up, no slowdown at all, and stood up calm as ever.


 It’s been a while. Time to do that again.


 A move I can’t show Klock.


 She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, like she was savoring nature.


 She swayed as if blending into the world—and then—


 Cianie began her judgment on the world.


 Her body crumbled to dust, piece by piece.


 Like mud breaking apart, she shattered and fell—then danced in the air.


 She didn’t look human anymore.


 It was proof she was no mere person. She was a god.


 Some have great power.


 Some are honored as noble.


 But all of them look human.


 Gods have their own form.


 She was created by a god.


 Born to embody the myths themselves.


 A being with a human soul and a body made by Goddess Teekua.


 She was truly a god.


 Her misty flesh gathered and took shape.


 Small orbs formed, floating up in all different sizes.


 Bright colors swirled—they were pure magic power.


 High-density magic so thick you could see it, shaped into spheres.


 They spun. They pulled toward each other and started to turn.


 The air. The space.


 It squeezed tight for just a moment.


 The orbs crashed and merged. Like a dragon sucking in breath, the space around her shrank, cut off from the world.


 It lasted less than a second.


 Space compressed into a narrow point. Invisible crystals formed.


 This was her new form, born right then.


 A body that could exist for only a second or less.


 A sudden thought hit her.


 Would he still love me like this?


 It might be hard. People love people because they look human.


 But Klock… he’d probably tuck me in his pocket and cherish me anyway.


 I want to believe that.


 ”Nuclear Fusion John”


 In an instant, scorching fury spread across the world.


 Sound dragged through space, pushed out by force.


 The swollen space spewed dense, searing heat with no gaps.


 The shockwave flipped the earth.


 Flying dirt and rocks vaporized in a blink.


 Plants growing wild, the soil and stones that shaped the land—


 They all vanished in a flash of red heat.


 The wave of power, freed from its squeeze, spread like it was eating the world.


 In the blink of an eye, at super speed, it swallowed the poor monsters under control.


 The descent of a god.


 The monster army saw it happen.


 They burned that sight into their eyes—then their eyes melted away. Heads, bodies, all blown to dust.


 The extreme heat fanned the flames. Every cell, every molecule, evaporated one by one.


 Blazing heat covered the monster army and swallowed the land as far as it could reach.


 Nothing escaped by luck.


 Not the monsters. Not the majin troop leader controlling them. Not the unrelated plants and animals nearby.


 Everything disappeared, as if it never existed.


 All living things turned to ash.


 Only lingering fire kept burning and melting the ground.


 The flames scarred the earth deep.


 A red-hot crater three kilometers wide.


 The blast wind spread even farther from ground zero. Everything there got blown away.


 It turned into a dead land, blocking the western path through the Fork Mountains.


 The scar of war would last for hundreds of years.


 The god who passed judgment began to pull back together.


 She used herself like gunpowder, setting her whole body ablaze.


 But she was a god.


 Death couldn’t touch her now.


 Phantom sun.


 Another blaze of red flame stood here. The true sun stayed high in the sky.


 As long as the sun shone, she could not die.


 A human shape formed.


 Beautiful, like a heavenly maiden.


 She appeared again on the red-hot ground, her lovely body bare to the air.


 ”Only problem is, my clothes are gone. Gotta change every time.”


 That was all she said about her judgment.


 A naked woman stood alone, stepping barefoot on the melted, gooey ground.


 Then she vanished.


 A faint trace of magic power lingered after the teleport, then faded like mist.


 After Cianie’s battle, the scene shifts to Klock and Kispe in the carriage.


 ”Master. Time to head out soon.”


 The creak of wheels mixed with loud, wet thrusting sounds.


 ”Nn… No, Master. I’m not your girlfriend. When you finish, please just waste it on the floor♡”


 The slick, tight feel of her mucosa wrapped around him, chup chup.


 He let her young tongue work its magic—then suddenly, cold air hit him.


 ”Aww. Too bad, Master. Since I’m not your girlfriend, you just dirtied the cart floor for nothing… You wanted to burst right into my warm mouth, didn’t you? So sad~ It’s basically the same as jerking off alone… Hehe♡”


 The cart rattled and shook.


 No cargo—it was made to carry people.


 Long benches lined both sides, room for ten. But only two were here.


 Under the cute maid girl’s guidance, he came uselessly on the floor.


 Her small hand gripped his shaft tight, helping him release.


 ”Sorry, Master. We’re all alone, but this is all I can do for you. I’d love to serve you fully before you head to the battlefield… But since I’m not your girlfriend, I can’t go further…”


 Her words made him tremble with frustration.


 Klock grabbed her shoulder and yanked her close.


 ”What the hell!! You think this is enough, you teasing bitch!! What’s that ‘not your girlfriend’ crap?! If you were, you’d do it? So you’ll be my woman? Huh?!”


 The furious man.


 Half-assed blowjob and handjob left him—veins bulging on his forehead and dick.


 Beside him, she giggled with a sly smile.


 Kispe and Klock, alone in one of the few carts.


 Suzette led the troop up front.


 Flavia and Primlena rode with her.


 Meina tagged along, just in case.


 This cart’s mess was Kispe’s fault.


 He fell for her teasing.


 They made a secret space, and he let her take control of his shaft.


 ”Girlfriend? Well… if that’s what Master wants.”


 ”Huh?”


 ”If Master orders me to be that way… I’d be happy to♡”


 Teasing words.


 She giggled, tickling him with her laugh, and gave a flirty glance.


 The look of a high-class lady.


 She wouldn’t reach out first.


 But she clearly wanted him to make the move.


 What the hell is with her?


 Talking like she’s waiting for a confession.


 She pulled out a small hand towel.


 ”Then, let me clean up your wasted shot♡”


 ”Hey, don’t call it wasted!”


 She started wiping his shaft.


 ”Master, ejaculation is normally for pouring into a woman’s body. What else do you call shooting it on the cart floor?”


 ”Make up your mind—are you helping or mocking me?!”


 Kispe pressed close, her body heat warm against him as she tended to his shaft.


 From this angle, they looked totally like lovers.


 ”I don’t mean to mock you… But if Master were more honest, I could have wrapped my warm mouth around you while you let it all out. That’s true. I could have swallowed every drop of your semen, then cleaned your cock all nice with chup chup sucks.”


 ”…Honest how?”


 ”You like me by now, right? Enough to make me your girlfriend.”


 Klock shot her a glare and turned away.


 But she just scooted closer, snuggling up to him like it was nothing.


 Any other girl, he’d spank her ass raw right now, then pound her swollen cheeks till she begged.


 I’d say it’s just your pussy I want, nothing else.


 Be grateful I’m not like normal guys.


 She’s teasing again, he thought.


 He was used to it by now. Best to ignore her.


 Idiots don’t deserve a response. That was Klock’s perfect answer.


 ”I’m the type who serves fully, you know. If I had my first boyfriend, I’d do anything he wanted.”


 ”Yeah? So you wanna be my girl?”


 ”…Come on. Don’t make a girl say it so plain. It’s embarrassing.”


 ”Nah, cut that out. This is an order from Master.”


 ”Hehe♡ You’re making me say it♡ Well, if Master asks, how can I refuse?”


 She radiated sweet vibes, hearts practically flying.


 No doubt she’d already won—but with Kispe, it was 100% an act.


 ”So, if we date and fuck, you report to Cianie?”


 ”No way. That’s slave stuff.”


 ”Huh? Slave stuff…?”


 ”Lovers’ meetings stay private. Even a hero like you doesn’t get to know.”


 She giggled, like, What are you talking about?


 For a split second, Klock went quiet.


 Then—wait—he caught on.


 His face hardened bit by bit.


 ”If we’re lovers, you’re not a slave anymore?”


 ”…Huh? Lovers? Wasn’t that just an example? Does Master have a hobby of marking his girlfriend like a slave…?”


 Klock shut his mouth again.


 The silence hit so hard, it felt like time stopped. Sounds faded from his ears.


 His brain forgot to hear, lost in thought.


 ”You… don’t tell me…”


 ”Hehe♡”


 He reached to tuck his cock away—she grabbed his hand.


 She stood from the bench and climbed onto his lap.


 Straddling him face-to-face, her lips two centimeters from a kiss.


 His dick still out, she pressed in at lover’s distance.


 ”If Master breaks the slave mark and orders me to be your girlfriend… Of course, I’d accept you. Naturally, I wouldn’t tell a soul about our lovers’ meetings. Even kneeling to a hero, pillow talk stays between us. From here on, it’s our secret…♡ Right♡?”


 ”You…!!”


 Hehe♡ Her seductive smile glowed up close.


 She pressed her body against him, all sweet and needy.


 Her breath tickled his neck.


 ”Master♡ I adore you…♡”


 Mwah—a soft kiss brushed his cheek.


 The succubus princess’s lips grazed his skin with her warm breath.


 For three days, she’d teased him nonstop.


 Poking and prodding, but never letting him finish the deal.


 Why bother? he wondered.


 He figured it was just her succubus nature—she couldn’t help it.


 Now he got it.


 It was simple from the start.


 She’s been trying to make me break the slave mark!


 All with that obvious seduction…!!


 ”Master. Can’t hold back much longer, huh? Don’t you want to fuck me…?”


 She leaned in, whispering in his ear.


 Her cheek rested on his shoulder.


 Her breath teased his neck.


 She gripped his cock, stroking lightly to tempt him.


 Want to fuck? Break the slave contract.


 Straight-up plan. Pure, pushy charm from her cuteness.


 He wanted to smack his head. How’d he miss this childish trick?


 So very Kispe.


 ”N-No. Can’t do that.”


 No way.


 Freeing her just to fuck? Insane.


 She’s one of the Demon Lord’s Army’s most feared.


 Even ally Four Heavenly Kings Bandanzine wants her gone.


 ”Oh well. Guess not. You have a hero, so no dating me♡”


 She slid back to the seat beside him.


 Side by side. She took his hand.


 ”Now, Master. I wiped your mess with this handkerchief—let me finish serving you.”


 She bent down fast, almost forceful.


 ”Ahh—mm!”


 ”H-Hey!”


 Her tiny mouth swallowed his cock whole.


 No time to refuse, no pause—she started right up.


 ”Wait, stop—I said enough…!!”


 ”Mmm, no fair, Master. Squirm and I’ll bite your cock.”


 She stuffed her cheeks full, puffing them out from inside.


 He tried to pull out—she grazed her teeth, a clear warning: Don’t fight it.


 He let go, hoping for peace—and she went on.


 ”Mmm♡ I’ll make you feel good~♡”


 Her soft cheeks wrapped his shaft. Chup chup—she stroked him steady.


 This girl…!!


 Stop her? Or let her? The urges clashed.


 No downside to a blowjob.


 Just the former queen, succubus princess, serving him.


 What could feel better?


 But her temptation pulled hard.


 Maybe I could make it work.


 Why not fuck her?


 The cart rattled on, endless shakes.


 Suzette led them forward, no stops.


 In their hidden bench space, her mouth went chup chup.


 They say grab a man’s stomach and dick—he agreed.


 She had his cock, attacking at will. He took it.


 He groped her breasts through the maid outfit—basically okaying the blowjob.


 ”Almost there? I’ll pull out now. Don’t push my head by mistake and cum in my mouth. If a slave like me swallows, it’s cheating—so I’d have to tell the hero you made me drink your semen♡”


 She timed his edge perfectly—slipped him out easy.


 Sloppy wet, she gripped his rock-hard cock and jerked hard. Again, finished outside.


 She guided him—right on the cart floor, as promised.


 No interest in more—she tilted his shaft away from her clothes, watched him spurt.


 ”Wow, so much♡ Did you think my mouth was your girlfriend’s? Hehe♡ Gross♡”


 She grimaced like it hurt to see, but laughed.


 Shlick shlick—a bit too long, milking every drop. Then she wiped her hand with the towel.


 ”There. All done. Feel better…?”


 ”…”


 ”Hehe♡ Don’t make that scary face♡ It’s just a pep talk before the battlefield!”


 Her “pep talk” piled up his rage.


 All he wanted was to fuck her senseless.


 ”This slave mark holds you back, doesn’t it, Master?♡ Without it, you’d grab my hand right now and pin me down here♡ Too bad. Because of your weak will, neither of us can be happy…♡”


 ”You as my girlfriend? Never in a million years.”


 ”Aww, no fair. Won’t you hold me tight while I cry all lonely…♡”


 No matter how she teased, that line was off-limits.


 Breaking the contract? No way back from that.


 If he freed her, Cianie would explode. Hell, Suzette and everyone would hate him.


 The way she pushed so hard to break the curse? Crystal clear: she could never be free.


 Lovers after breaking it? Ridiculous.


 This woman would betray him for sure. Laugh in his face and turn on him.


 Never. No matter what, he wouldn’t let her win.


 ”Master. I’m always waiting for your sweet confession♡ I’ll accept it happily—call me anytime. You pick the moment. Oh… but once we start dating, you won’t hold back, right? If possible, after a bath to get clean…♡”


 Her sugary voice stuck in his head, even after they reached the fortress.


 You’re on guard, huh, Master?


 That tough act to avoid my tricks.


 But you still listen to me.


 You think since my Cursed Eye doesn’t work, you can handle me just fine.


 Let’s rewind a bit, inside the cart.


 Kispe clung to his arm, close as lovers—or a little sister.


 Ahh, what a cocky, wonderful guy.


 He forgets how touching me slowly breaks him down.


 Daring to face me like this, a weakling with such attitude.


 I like that. People I can tame.


 People I can crush.


 She giggled softly.


 She stared at the man turning away, no frown on her face.


 Even if he looked elsewhere, she knew his thoughts: he liked her.


 So she took his hand, acted like his girlfriend, and reeled him in.


 Looking away won’t help.


 Pretend you’re not interested? I see right through you, Master.


 You’re thrilled. Being adored by me.


 You want it. To fuck me.


 She stared hard, but he didn’t turn.


 The sight was funny—almost cute.


 Useless. Who do you think I am?


 The queen who bends every man in the world. That’s Kispe Shisa.


 Charm’s Cursed Eye? Just a lazy tool.


 A girl’s real weapons: this face. This voice. This body.


 Yeah. I don’t even need the Cursed Eye to take you down.


 Don’t underestimate your queen.


 Kispe smirked to herself, imagining the voices of her inner cheerleaders ‘Lady Kispe can do it! I’ll cheer from the shadows—go for it! Aim to cancel that slave contract~!’


‘Klock seems tough with girls, but I bet he can’t handle real force. Push hard, and you’ll win~’


‘Listen, Lady Kispe. Push, then pull back.’


 It’s okay, Master.


 Stop holding back.


 You want my heart, right?


 Just say it.


 You’ll break the slave contract.


 That was Kispe’s goal from the start.


 Ditch the slave mark. End the contract.


 All her teasing and poking? For that.


 Surprised he hadn’t noticed yet—but with my cuteness, no wonder.


 Even without the Cursed Eye, men always fall like this.


 If you’re my lover, not a slave, I’ll let you fuck me.


 Want to pin me down and go wild with desire? That’s your only way.


 Hehe…


 She let out a giggle she couldn’t hold back.


 With him looking away, she smirked in the shadows.


 Of course, “lover” is just a trick.


 Once the contract’s gone, I’ll play dumb and laugh.


 Me? Fuck a human? No way…


 I mean, getting that honest about your cock? I’d run.


 She giggled harder, unable to stop.


 That said…


 Well, if you beg that much, I wouldn’t mind a quick dream.


 The one and only man who beat me.


 Probably no one else ever will. Super rare.


 So, dating as a souvenir? Could be fun.


 If you drop to one knee and propose? I might play along with your short human life.


 Just a hundred years? Wait, fifty?


 Such a tiny lifespan. Pathetic race…


 ”What’re you staring at?”


 ”Hehe♡ Nothing at all!”


 …Me, belonging to this guy…?


 Impossible. Gross.


 But thinking about it? Kinda fun.


 Teasing him with every word, playing with him—urges bubbled up.


 Like hugging a squirming bunny or cat, poking cheeks forever.


 Short-lived guys must have wild sex drives.


 That load earlier was huge. Just my touch did that—I’m too cute, huh?


 Every day, nonstop fucking, lost in the moment.


 Covered by a lesser race, morning to night…♡


 Gross♡ Gross♡ Eww, nasty♡


 She poked his cheek—the one that wouldn’t look at her.


 He turned with an annoyed “Huh?”


 Satisfied with her prank, Kispe—


 ”Mmmf♡”


 ”What’s with that smug face…!!”


Notes:


• Cianie – A noble girl with a fluffy white and light blue dress, indicating her high status. She has a hesitant and flustered personality but is kind and courteous. Her relationship with Klock begins as an accidental encounter and develops into a romantic interest. She has a fiancé but expresses feelings for Klock, complicating their relationship.

• Goddess Teekua – The deity who saved Sylvia after her death and granted her rebirth as a hero.

• John – A pseudonym used by Klock.

• Suzette – The older maid from Viscount Fennec. The head maid at the Viscount Fennec’s villa. She is confident, clear-spoken, and professional.

• Flavia – Younger Forestkin princess (132). Gentle yet resolute. Sent by Queen Isabella as marriage pledge to Klock, the Chain Binder, symbolizing the Void’s loyalty to the Goddess Teekua.

• Primlena – Orange-haired merfolk priestess, fierce yet elegant | First v8c3 | Sister of Sea General Primjune, subordinate to Primrity | Once captured and violated by Klock, now obsessed with reclaiming honor | Commands Obsidian Riders on giant fish, fights with trident | Seeks to drag Klock to Seabed Temple for marriage trial or execution | Unique note: revenge-driven siren bride who masks fury under ritual grace

• Meina – She is a golden-haired catgirl employee of the beastman (Larana the cat woman) Inn, appeared performing fellatio, desperate and tear-streaked, with an inexperienced yet earnest approach to her work.

• Bandanzine – They are one of the Four Heavenly Kings, appeared as a warrior with a dignified gaze, known for their frontline combat prowess.


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