Chapter 92 The Adjustment
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
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In the instant his consciousness flickered back, the fleshy floor was gone. The cloying humidity, the suffocating confinement of the fleshy coffin, even the heady sense of omnipotence that had let him toy with the captured Suzuri in any way he pleased—all had vanished.
Instead, he lay naked beneath a sprawling canopy of stars, his body utterly paralyzed. He was stretched out on a massive, luxurious bed, the kind found in a master artisan’s chamber. This was unmistakably Shelm’s domain, a celestial expanse where the horizon was nothing but the subtle glow where earth and sky met, visible thanks to a soft cushion elevating his head.
”Wh-what in the hell are you doing, you… you thing!?” Yuuri stammered out, the terror already clawing at his throat.
This wasn’t the first time he’d been yanked here suddenly. But to be called away right when he and Suzuri had finally connected—when they were just getting started!—it was utterly infuriating.
And to find the goddess herself, the very perpetrator of his plight, obsessively running her tongue over his ck? It was beyond exasperating.
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”H-hey! Say something, won’t you?” Yuuri pleaded.
He knew better than to argue. His very existence felt like that of a lab animal, a marmot chosen by a cruel deity. Nothing good ever came from picking a fight.
He knew she must have a new demand or a new task, but as he braced himself for the next impossible imposition, a chill of realization struck him: The usual banter wasn’t coming. The shallow, worldly smile that usually clung to her beautiful face was gone, her expression utterly blank. Her polychromatic eyes watched him, unblinking, devoid of feeling.
”W-wait, Suzuri! Where is Suzuri? If you brought me here, you at least dressed her properly and sent her back to the Workshop, right!?” he challenged, forcing a bit more strength into his voice. A shiver of fear, as if acknowledging an unknowable entity, ran down his spine. But the expressionless Shelm didn’t answer. She merely shifted her gaze slightly upward and spoke in a voice entirely flat and empty, addressing someone who wasn’t there.
”…The statements lack coherence. Is the dosage incorrect?”
”No, not at all. I’m just releasing the memories in the order I finished adjusting them.”
—He couldn’t move his neck. Because his head was elevated, he could only see the thing that looked like Shelm in front of him. He had never imagined the cruel goddess would bring anyone else to her lover’s tryst. The voice descending from above him made an involuntary, choked sound escape his lips.
”Oh, hello, Yuuri-kun. How are you feeling?”
”Giiyaaaaaaah!?”
With the only free part of his body—his eyeballs—he wrenched his gaze as far up as possible. Two goddesses’ faces suddenly swam into his vision.
Floating above him was the usual frivolous smirk of a superior being looking down on a lower one. Yet, after being coldly observed by the first, he was, shamefully, slightly relieved to see the familiar mocking face.
”How rude. To scream in the face of a goddess, Yuuri-kun, you are quite the blasphemer, aren’t you?” she chided, her voice dripping with amusement.
”H-hiekh, what!? Two!? Why!? What in the world made you duplicate yourself!?” Yuuri shrieked.
Both were unquestionably Shelm. The constantly shifting rainbow eyes. The silver hair with its polychromatic, gradient tips.
Both were scantily clad in cloth so thin it was nearly transparent, yet divine power alone seemed to conceal their breasts and secrets. The idea of one bothersome goddess was enough, but now she had split to await his awakening! If he’d known there were two, the soft sensation on the back of his head would have made sense: a lap pillow from the second one—likely the real one. As he looked up, pleading desperately for an explanation, the flippant goddess’s lips curved into a delighted smile.
”Kufufu♡ To notice this one is the Prime Deity—you truly are My Yuuri-kun!” she purred.
”W-why is this happening? And Suzuri? Who is this… this thing that looks exactly like you?” he demanded.
The last thing he remembered before the infinite star-scape filled his vision was embracing Suzuri in that dim, fleshy coffin.
Even if he’d fallen asleep immediately after, his memory felt too fragmented. Unable to conjure a plausible reason, he looked back at the main Shelm, who returned his gaze with a maddeningly smug smirk.
”Hmph. Well, now. To think things would go this smoothly! It’s all a god could ask for, so much so that I feel like letting a secret slip. Now, where should I begin to tell you the tale?” she mused.
She was more talkative than usual, clearly pleased with the results. Was this the joy a master feels when a beloved pet successfully performs a difficult trick?
She stroked the head resting on her lap, gently running her fingers through his hair before playfully poking his lips and nose. All the while, the other Shelm’s face was buried between his legs, continuing her practiced, sensual service to his ck.
”Ugh…! Couldn’t you at least make her stop first? I can’t concentrate on what you’re saying!” Yuuri groaned.
”No, you’ll receive the ck-service, too. It’s part of your reward, after all, isn’t it?” she stated simply.
The expressionless Shelm’s hands worked with the precision of a machine. The pressure on his shaft and balls, the stimulation, it was all perfectly calculated, quickly bringing him to the verge of climax.
”Fufu, you look very pleased. She is also a part of me, you know. Your ck’s data is shared, naturally. That’s why I can make you feel good so quickly.”.
”Guuuh, th-then you should be the one doing it! Why go through the trouble of creating another body? What’s the point!?” Yuuri choked out.
Being assaulted by such an exquisite, yet utterly lifeless doll was a form of terror. Though the main Shelm was transcendent, her innate malice lent her a certain humanity, making her, in a perverse way, relatable.
But the expressionless Shelm was a stark, terrifying reminder that a goddess was fundamentally non-human. Yuuri’s protest that this was no reward was met with absolute indifference by the inhuman deity.
”That, of course, is to reward your achievement, Yuuri-kun! I told you before that the (Familial Workshop) is the apparatus you can use best, didn’t I? It functions as an aid to expand your consciousness beyond your physical body. And you finally achieved that with Suzuri-chan!”.
It was the goddess’s roundabout praise, referring to the tentacle space. The moment he entered Suzuri’s individual domain, his head was struck by searing pain. But after an adjustment period—albeit with the aid of divine power—he’d become able to mold and control the masses of flesh.
He had vaguely suspected this was Shelm’s goal. After all, even when servant-izing Suzuri, he could have embraced her in a human body in that dark space. Being temporarily turned into a monster then must have been the preparation for this very “achievement” Shelm spoke of.
”Kufuhhh♡ I was right to introduce you to Suzuri-chan! She did an excellent job. …So don’t worry. You were about to lose control and start physically modifying Suzuri-chan’s body, but I stopped you and am now properly adjusting you.”.
”What!? Is Suzuri safe!? So that’s why I only remember up to embracing her…!?”
Come to think of it, when he had servant-ized Suzuri, he only remembered up until he had subdued her.
Whether Shelm had erased the memory or his brain had simply overloaded, he didn’t know. But the fragmented memory now made sense: he had become too accustomed to controlling the tentacles, gotten carried away, and lost all self-control.
”I stopped you before anything irreparable happened. …Kukuku, in fact, she was so keen on being controlled by you that she even snapped at me for stopping you. So, no, Yuuri-kun, she doesn’t hate you. If anything, seeing your courage—no, your tentacle-guts—has only made her more devoted.” she taunted.
”—I see. If she’s safe, that’s all that matters. You sent her back to the Workshop, right? …And, ugh, what is this ‘adjustment’? It’s not just having this one suck my ck, is it—ooph!?”
My mistake earlier was letting the persona’s desire to break rules override the specific constraint within the request. That won’t happen again.
The summons by Shelm was entirely his own doing. Having chosen this path, Yuuri wouldn’t try to resist the process now. If she was intent on refining the expanded state of his existence—the state that enabled his power—into a proper form, he would endure it.
The moment he made that firm decision and cracked a light joke, a new sensation—as if his very brain was being directly stirred—assaulted his consciousness.
”Owah, hikh, ah! Ohooooh!!” Yuuri cried out.
”Hahaha, what a pathetic noise! Go on, Yuuri-kun, show me more of your shameful display. Wail like a little girl and entertain my ears, darling!♡” Shelm laughed, delighted.
Kchuu-kchuu—a sound that should not be coming from inside his skull.
Strangely, he felt no pain, but with every audible squish, a sharp spike of intense sensation ran from his head down his spine. Yet, the sheer, primal terror of having his brain directly manipulated negated any comfort the feeling offered.
”Ahih! Wh-what are you doing!?”
”Kufufu♡ I’ll spare you the detailed explanation, but I’m stabbing your brain with my divine authority as a needle! The power of a god is reaching you directly, making you feel so good, yes?♡” she cooed.
Like an experimenter enjoying the dissection of a small animal, the goddess, who saw people as mere objects, ruthlessly plunged the needle of divine power into his mind. He could feel the invasive presence sinking without resistance into the organ that should have been safely encased in his skull. The fingers that occasionally stroked his hair now guided the needle with unnerving confidence, exerting some kind of alien effect deep inside his head.
”Fhih! Sto-stooooop!!”
”Ahahahaha! I’m not going to stop!♡ You’ve been doing the same to all those girls, haven’t you, Yuuri-kun? They endured it, but you cry uncle over this much? How pathetic you areeeeee!♡♡” Shelm scoffed.
Along with the intense sensation, the goddess’s mocking voice was being imprinted onto his brain as a sweet, damning sound. The fact that the most vital organ defining his existence was being toyed with made him reflexively try to sit up, but the divine power held him utterly immobile. And yet, the only part allowed to be free, his erection, was stiffly arched in the other Shelm’s hands, manipulated by her tongue under the unblinking gaze of her lifeless eyes.
”Fuheh, nhikh! Oh-oh-oh…! Hogooooooh!!” he roared, a noise of pure surrender.
”Fufufu♡ You sound like a little girl, Yuuri-kun!♡ It seems having your brain squished does feel good, eh?♡ And look at your body twitching so hard! Kufuh, I’m only giving you pleasure so you don’t feel aversion to the adjustment! I’ll make sure to isolate this experience securely so you don’t go mad and try to cut open your own skull later, you hear?!” she giggled.
Shelm’s musings and insults didn’t stop, a continuous proof that his entire being was utterly within her grasp. The divine needles kept plunging, linking every bodily reaction to a terrifying wave of intense sensation. If he believed the goddess, even this storm of sensation that bordered on agony was just a kind of anesthesia, settling him into a more stable state.
He appreciated the consideration of preventing him from destroying himself later, but his silent resentment was clear: why couldn’t she perform the operation painlessly? Looking up at her, his gaze filled with that silent question, the goddess wore a confused expression and gently stroked his cheek like she was comforting a fussy child.
”Oh, stop looking at me with those pleading eyes, now ♡ I could stop, but I can’t send an incomplete you back to the mortal world. If I do, I’ll have to have countless versions of myself serviced. I wouldn’t mind a raising method like that, I assure you.”
She paused the hand operating the needle, giving him a moment of fraught respite. But the doll-like Shelm, whose attention was fully focused on his reaction, showed no signs of easing her dedicated service.
He could vaguely sense that the goddess was trying to create a modified human, one who transcended the very framework of his skill. He had no intention of turning back, but he needed to remain as human as possible. He had to conquer the fear of having pleasure pumped into his brain during this adjustment. Otherwise, he would be doomed to an endless tangle with this doll-like form, who was ravenously focused on him, and a version of himself who had lost all human form and reason. Facing countless versions of a being he found so repulsive, even as one, would surely strip him of his very soul.
”—D-do it. I want to go back to them.” he muttered, his defiance broken.
”That’s a good boy. That’s the spirit!♡ If we leave you as you are, Yuuri-kun will break down and won’t function properly. We’ve successfully achieved the expansion, so now all that’s left is the aftercare, to make sure there are no operational issues.” she cooed.
Finding no meaning in refusal, Yuuri rested his head against Shelm’s soft thigh. Satisfied with her obedient lab animal, Shelm lovingly smoothed his hair before beginning to move the needle again.
”Ugh, kwaah…!”
”As a reward for being compliant, I’ll be gentle this time. …It’ll take a while, but if you can expand yourself further, you’ll learn how to pleasure yourself through your brain, too. Both your own, and others’, naturally ♡”
Was this comfort? Shelm whispered her heretical future in his ear to tempt him.
He had no intention of accepting that sweet deception, but it was clear he would be continually forced down paths that led further from humanity. The future of a god’s pet filled him with dread, but he could only pray that the occasional glimpse of her tenderness meant a shred of human feeling remained in her heart.
Notes:
• 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.
• Shelm – Wicked Goddess, reincarnated Yuuri, manipulative, wants him to use his power.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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