Chapter 81 Playful Delight
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The Kingdom of Restea, warm and gentle beneath its sun, was not a place of bare skin.
”Glad the textbooks were digitized,” Yuuri muttered, hefting a sleek tablet. “Paper takes up too much space.”
”Mm-hmm,” Marina replied, voice lilting. “And who knows how many pages the old books lost in Shelm’s ‘inspection.’”
They had stumbled on a cache of loaner tablets in what was once a teachers’ office — a trove of pre-collapse wisdom. If knowledge was power, then this room was a vault of shining treasure. Yet there was too much, even for him. Just when he’d resigned to leave it all, fate had handed him knowledge pressed flat into thin glass.
”There’s so much else to take!” Marina chirped. “Instruments, lab tools, sports gear! Oh, and samples for Suzuri — she’ll need them for our new outfits!”
”Th-that’s… yes, quite vital,” Yuuri stammered, his grip on rationality slipping.
They marched down the silent hall, baskets brimming with relics. Yet what drew Yuuri’s eyes was not the tablets, but the long, bare legs beneath Marina’s shortened skirt — sunlight catching smooth skin that a princess should never expose. In this world, such a sight meant either battle or seduction, and both felt equally dangerous.
”Next stop, the music room!” Marina hummed, swaying her pleats like a tail. “Maybe the titles are gone, but the sheet music might’ve survived. Don’t fall behind, okay, Yuuri? Fufu♡”
He sighed. “…Got it.”
Her scavenging became a crusade — drawers ripped open, locks cut clean by the Holy Sword hidden in her hairpin. When she bent to peer inside a cupboard, her white undergarments flashed, a weapon as potent as any spell. Temptation was part of her strategy, he suspected — and it worked too well. He reminded himself that this “treasure hunt” would shape their kingdom’s rebirth, not its ruin. Resisting was an act of patriotism.
At last, after what felt like hours, they piled their finds by the hallway wall. Marina stretched and flopped across his lap in the student council chair as if it were her throne.
”Phew~ Thanks to your iron will, we’ve got extra time left, huh? You’re too serious sometimes, Yuuri—ah♡!” she purred.
His patience snapped, fingers closing around her chest. But she only laughed — a predator pleased her prey had taken the bait.
”Then let’s use that extra time,” he said, voice low. “To test the limits of that will.”
”Aha♡ Go ahead♡ You should clean yourself before visiting Suzuri anyway, right? Maybe we’ll both get a little messy first♡”
Last night hadn’t been enough. Desire, it seemed, resurrected faster than any relic. He drew her close, kneading the softness beneath her arm; she trembled, a small sound escaping her lips.
”So? What’s it gonna be, lover~? Here and now?”
”No,” he murmured. “With all these costumes lying around, we ought to test at least one properly.”
Her eyes gleamed. “Oh? Then… we’re heading to the school store, huh♡ What are you plotting to make me wear?”
”We’ll see,” he teased, helping her to her feet. “Options abound.”
The store had once served the school’s many clubs — uniforms of every kind hung waiting. Each meant a different role, a different fantasy. Marina squirmed in his arms, not from fear, but anticipation. He said nothing, letting her imagination race ahead of him. Her nervous shiver was answer enough.
* * *
Even with divine blessings, Yuuri mused, skill without technique is wasted treasure.
Marina, ever disciplined, moved with a speed no ordinary woman could match. His swiftness was useless; she read his feints like open books. In sport as in love, she always saw through him. By the end of the first quarter, the game was lost.
”Ahaha, Yuuri, you really gotta learn human feints better,” she laughed in her orange uniform. “If an assassin came for you, you’d be cut down before you even reached the workshop.”
He scratched his head. “Yeah, yeah… I’ve lived by ‘avoid danger’ for too long.”
Sunlight glanced off her ponytail as she smiled, amused and proud all at once.
”Well, that policy is still a fact, and we ought to keep running with it, ain’t we? Yuuri’s fall is the same as all of us being wiped out, after all. Still, once we get back to the surface, we won’t be able to just keep running. One of us will mostly be by your side, I imagine, but you’ll have to be able to dodge an unexpected first strike on your own, right?”
”That is exactly right.”
Though he’d been so fired up in the beginning, once the game started, it was utterly one-sided. All he could do was settle for the small victory of having realized that much. As if to signal his total surrender, he sank onto the court, only for Marina to look down at him, the ball tucked under her arm, with a distinct air of disappointed dissatisfaction.
”But still, asking to play basketball—I never would have guessed, now, would I? I honestly thought you’d make me put on a swimsuit or a cheerleader’s outfit, ya know.”
”Since we were at a school, I wanted to try a sport we could only play here. Truth be told, I never stood a chance, though…”
His initial plan had flopped, and a wave of acute embarrassment made him clutch his head and hang it low. It was true that Marina’s playful seduction had gotten him in the mood, but simply throwing her down right after she changed would have been utterly flavorless. He’d intended to get a good workout in first, and then proceed with the deed, but for that sequence to work, the sport had to be indoors so they could finish up quickly afterward.
Because of that reasoning, Marina was right—a competitive swimsuit had been considered. But, he figured they could save that pleasure for when Suzuri eventually made her a custom suit, so he had settled on basketball for this time.
”You look good in anything, Marina. My eyes were glued to you the whole time you played.”
”Ehehe♡ I was kinda glad, actually! It was easy to make you lose track of the ball when I just bounced my boobs a little, silly! ♡”
He had mostly figured as much, but apparently, her charmingly graceful yet intensely sensual playstyle had been a strategy all along to capture her Master’s gaze. Marina, having perfectly lured her master into the trap, jutted out her chest in a triumphant flourish. As her ample bosom swayed, the raw, carnal desire that the sport had momentarily kept suppressed reared its predatory head.
He slowly stood up and seized the small hand that had been resting on her hip in an arrogant stance. The ball fell to the court with a light bounce, but he ignored it, instead locking eyes with her golden gaze.
”Come here.”
”Ah, Yes♡!”
Marina’s body gave a violent shiver as she realized the moment had finally come: she was about to be claimed. With a grip that showed his strong will never to let her escape, he pulled the hand he’d held a little tighter and led the trembling girl directly beneath the goalpost.
”Put your hands there and turn your ass toward me.”
”H-haĩ♡! Yes, I understand, my love♡!”
He gave the slightly haughty command, and Marina timidly placed her hands on the white-painted wall. Thus was the posture of total submission performed by the Princess. But he wouldn’t touch her right away. He lingered, observing her body as if to devour her with his eyes, savoring the superiority of forcing the proud Marina to offer herself up to him.
He saw her taut buttocks and her lithe legs, muscled like a predatory feline’s. Though the bib obscured her upper body, even the loose fabric couldn’t completely conceal the presence of her magnificent bosom.
”Stay just like that. Don’t move.”
”Nnn! ♡ Yes, I won’t! ♡”
After he had fully appreciated the sight of her in the uniform, it was naturally time for the revelation of the hidden skin. Emphasizing that she mustn’t instinctively try to cover herself, he hooked his hands into the waistband and yanked her half-pants down in a single motion, taking her panties with them.
A short gasp. Despite the sudden exposure to the cool air, and having her white skin laid bare before the man’s bestial lust, Marina only slightly twitched as commanded, never once lifting her hands or feet from the wall and floor.
Her brave, faithful obedience made his heart burn with a fierce joy. Leaning close from behind, he slipped a hand into her lower abdomen, stroked her crotch tattoo and whispered close to her ear:
”That’s my good girl. You did well to hold still and not run.”
”Haah, a-ahh♡! B-but it’s Yuuri’s command, my love♡! What do you think♡? Does My body excite you♡?”
Yes, this was the act of indulging in having Marina dressed as she was in her past life. The clever servant understood this well. Though she must have known the answer, he returned her inquiry with a brief word of affirmation, and reached a hand around her back, slipping it under her gym shirt to find and pinch the clasp of her bra.
”Marina, you’re so lovely. Show me all of you.”
”Y-yes♡ Hywah♡!”
With a quick, easy snap, the bra strap sprang open, leaving Marina’s upper body completely unrestrained. Without hesitation, he yanked up her gym shirt, bib and all, revealing the beautiful girl completely naked from the waist up, utterly unable to conceal any of her vital parts.
”You’re beautiful, Marina. I’m always, always worried. Worried that this body isn’t truly My own.”
”Fuuh, nnngh♡! It is Yuuri’s, my love♡! My body has always been Yuuri’s! I’m a body made only for Yuuri, one who can never feel pleasure with anyone else♡!”
He knew he was a pathetic man. But Marina’s physical beauty was so overwhelming that once he possessed it, he was constantly afraid of losing it. It was why he couldn’t help but ask for a declaration of servitude from the proud Princess, even if he hadn’t fully intended to. However, perhaps out of concern for her master’s anxiety, Marina always swore her obedience.
”Aah, this! This is truly mine!”
”Kufu, nnnnh♡! It is, my love! So, come and check, check me more! I hate being neglected! Feel it with your own hands, see how wonderful what Yuuri has acquired truly is!”
Overwhelmed by emotion, he reached out for her perfectly trained body, and Marina simultaneously twisted her body, feeling her Master’s touch. Even in this, she obeyed his command, keeping her hands and feet planted, instead only writhing her lithe hips and shaking her taut buttocks to beg for her master’s favor.
”Haah, Marina! Marinaaa!”
”Ann♡ My breasts♡ My crotch tattoo♡ My bottommm♡”
There was no longer any of his initial hesitation. He kneaded her heavy, ripe breasts, stroked her soft yet resilient abdomen, and sent magic into the crotch tattoo to bring the servant’s body to a state of full excitement. He grasped her firm waist, traced the curve of her buttocks with his fingers, and squeezed her leopard-like legs to confirm their feel.
”I can’t hold back anymore. I’m going to hug you just like this.”
”Unn, you can start whenever you like♡ I’m your girl, Yuuri♡ I’m always ready and waiting for my Master’s return, you know♡!”
Her buttocks were thrust out, and because of this, her special spot had been in full view for some time. When he pressed her already parted secret place with his thumb, the sweet warmth that had pooled there gushed out all at once with a soft *squish*.
”God, you’re already ready? I feel like an idiot for taking time for warm-up!”
”Haah♡! That’s right! I’m a eager girl who finishes preparations just at the thought of Yuuri hugging me♡ I’m an instant cuddle buddy that’s ready the moment Yuuri says he wants to snuggle♡♡”
That was a solicitation too bold for a Princess, or even for the young noblewoman of her past life. His beloved servant. His precious wife. A trustworthy friend. He wanted to connect with her as a unique and singular being, yet she was an affectionate woman who would get excited without permission, skipping the assurance of love.
”Damn it, if that’s how you want it then I won’t hold back either!”
”Haaah! ♡ Yeah, just like that, your hug! ♡”
From beneath the tracksuit bottoms, Yuuri pulled out the throbbing, painfully excited part that had been straining against the fabric. He lowered the taut tip, just barely letting it sink into her special opening. Immediately, he placed his hands on Marina’s tight, easily graspable waist and plunged his hips forward without a moment of hesitation.
”Ngh! Ooh! ♡♡ Ah! Right away! ♡♡”
A joyful cry of delight, loud enough to reverberate through the entire, expansive gymnasium, pierced his ears. Simultaneously, the warm muscles, which had welcomed his part without resistance despite the small opening, suddenly constricted and hugged his member like a warm, snug embrace.
”Uwoh! Ngh, damn it! Right away? What d’ya mean, right away?! You were the one seducin’ me! All that damn teasing with your hips when we were gathering supplies! Well, I ain’t making it nice for you this time. We’re on a tight schedule, so I’m gonna make this fast and just fill you with hugs inside!
”Ah! Haah! ♡ Yes! Your hug! Yuuri’s hug is so good! ♡”
Right now, Marina was nothing more than a convenient source of warmth. He would treat her exactly as she’d declared herself to be. He thrust his hips, thinking only of his own joyful pleasure from the clamping warm flesh, completely disregarding his cute lover. Yet, this very act of raw affection became unparalleled bliss for the servant. Joyous cries, as if she were receiving her Master’s absolute favor, poured ceaselessly from Marina’s lips.
”Haah, damn it, Marina’s warmth feels so good!”
”Nghih! Kuuuhn! ♡ Me too! Your hug feels so good to me, Yuuri! ♡♡”
He had intended to be selfish, to simply finish and be done, but the act itself had transformed into a mutual cuddling session that only amplified both of their sensations. Marina’s warmth was simply too pleasurable. Seeking finish in a haze of sensation, he clung to her tight, excited body, pinching her sensitive spots. Inevitably, this was a powerful caress for Marina.
”Hih! Nhiiiiiiih! ♡♡”
”Kuh! It’s too tight! Ah! I’m gonna finish!”
Marina’s body shook violently in his arms. The warm walls, clamping down intensely, sent a pleasure so profound it paralyzed his very brain stem racing down his spine. The sensation of imminent finish spiked instantly. It was he, the one who had rudely treated his lover like a mere source of warmth, who was driven to the point of finish first.
”Haah, you’re gonna finish, aren’t you? ♡ Yuuri’s hug! Please, Master’s big finish, let me finish with you! I want to finish with you! ♡♡”
”Damn it! You bast—! Marina! Finish!”
He could no longer hold back; warmth was already surging up. Still, he violently pounded the depths of her canal, and with every thrust, the sight of Marina screaming in ecstatic devotion made him feel wretched. The moment he could bear it no longer, burying deep against her core, the warmth tightened around his part with a particularly high-pitched shriek of pleasure.
”Nghih! Hih! Hiaaaaaaaaaaaahn! ♡heartsuit♡”
”Uah! Aaaaaaaah!”
*SPLOOSH!* *SPLURT!* *SPLUUUURGE!!*
The warmth, which he had been holding back with sheer willpower alone, was finally poured into Marina’s core. The pleasure felt as if his very soul had been wrenched out, leaving him to clutch the small girl’s smooth skin, leaning his full weight upon her in a shameful display of weakness. Yet, even as her Master gave her supreme pleasure, Marina did not collapse; she stood her ground.
”Ugh, damn it! That’s bad!”
”Hih! Nghiah! Hanyaaaaaaah! ♡♡”
The renewed tightening of her warmth made him realize the skill-granting finish he had forgotten about. This time, he couldn’t keep her up. He braced the now-limp Marina against the wall with a hand. Then, they slowly slid back, still connected, and he caressed her smooth skin.
”Ah, that was seriously good. Marina’s warmth, I can’t get enough of it…”
”Ahih! Hihn! ♡ Me too! Being hugged like that by Yuuri feels so good! ♡”
Though indoors, the high ceiling and wide space of the gym had provided a sense of liberation akin to outdoor play. As he held her still-twitching body, continuing to toy with her sensitive spots, Marina’s warmth contracted again and again, sending an indescribable, intermittent stream of pleasure to his part.
”N-Now, Marina. C-Can we do it again?”
”Fuahn! Ah! ♡ No way! ♡ We have to go back now! Shall we go take a shower? ♡”
Hoping to capitalize on the physical compatibility that made the Master and Servant inevitably bring each other pleasure, he proposed a second round, only to be easily refused. Perhaps the Master, who only gained power as a mere person, was more vulnerable to pleasure than the Servant, whose body had been adjusted for the Master’s sake.
”…Tch. Can’t be helped, I guess. We’ll finish this next time we come back.”
”Mm-hm! ♡”
He had no choice but to give up on further cuddling for now. However, he immediately understood that the spasms still transmitted to his part were the aftershocks of Marina’s finish. It felt like a waste to let go of the supreme bliss they had achieved together. At least until Marina’s intense pleasure subsided, he held her soft body close, still connected.
* * *
It was mid-afternoon in the mountain pass. Soon, the wind on the roof would pick up again. The school supplies they had hauled here were already bundled at their feet, ready to go.
”It’s a little sad to leave. Even if we come back here next time, it’ll probably be a new, completely different domain.”
”…Yeah. That really means, you know, that we’re dead.”
Looking out toward the distant sea, the direction she once used to gaze in from her own seat, Marina spoke an unshakeable truth. She likely didn’t even realize it herself, but the tone, different from her usual rascally friend or princess persona, might have been that of the Marina from her previous life. He didn’t dare tease her about it. He thought that if he stayed silent, she might continue, but it wasn’t that convenient.
”That’s why, you know, we absolutely have to get the Labyrinth. We have nowhere else to go. So, we need to try to make the world we’re living in now even a little more livable.”
”—That’s true. But we need a break, too. Not to run away, but to keep moving forward. If we wish to come here to rest our bodies, we can come back here any number of times.”
If he did that, maybe he could recover more of the past Marina, and by extension, more of his past self. Shelm would probably find fault with it, but his desire to know himself more deeply couldn’t be extinguished. Unaware of such ambition, Marina seemed to take it simply as encouragement. She smiled brightly, ran over to the large bundle at their feet, and asked him to help her shoulder it.
”—Alright. This was a quick, slapdash packing job, so let’s get through the ‘Gate’ before the load shifts. See you back at the Workshop. Say hi to Suzuri for me!”
She didn’t glance back at the school, now a mere object of nostalgia. With her gaze fixed forward, convinced that the relics of her previous life on her back were of more value, Marina vanished into the ‘Gate’s’ boundary surface. If so, there was no reason for him, the true outsider, to linger here. But just one last time, he burned the landscape that the already lost girl had loved into his memory before journeying to the next domain.”
Notes:
• Restea – Yuuri’s homeland.
• Marina – First Princess of Restea—needs labyrinth escort.
• Shelm – Wicked Goddess, reincarnated Yuuri, manipulative, wants him to use his power.
• Suzuri – A scout who braved the labyrinth and lured a petrifying monster to protect her friends, she endured long isolation while frozen in stone and relied on inner magic to preserve her sense of self.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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