Chapter 183 The Goddess
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
As though drowning in the depths of a particularly potent vintage, Shelm was utterly consumed by the union with her Master. This was no mere physical compatibility; it was something entirely different from any encounter she had known before. The divine protection that usually shielded her mind from such harrowing intensity was nowhere to be found. Instead, her once-fragile human frame had been remolded into that of a Servant¹, a creature designed for unconditional submission. Shelm, who had existed for eons, found herself greedily devouring this newfound ecstasy for the very first time.
”What a slovenly face you’re making,” Yuuri said, looking down at her. “Is being a Servant really that pleasurable for you?”
”Haah… hnggh… nyaa! It feels… too good… it’s… nyaa!” Shelm stammered, her rainbow eyes glazed with heat. “To think… an organ like a human brain could taste this… it’s incredible! Nnh… my hips… they won’t stop moving on their own!”
Her expression, once painted with the arrogance of a goddess, was now a mask of pure indulgence. It was hard to believe this was the same woman who had fought so bitterly against her subjugation. Now that she was dominated, she seemed intent on testing the limits of her new body, seeking the zenith of every sensation. Even when Yuuri pressed his fingers against her lips to pull them wide, she didn’t flare up in anger. Instead, she wore a look of blissful surrender.
Yuuri was momentarily taken aback by how easily this formidable goddess, who usually milked the essence of men through cunning, had fallen. Yet, remembering the impossible demands she had forced upon him in the past, he felt a certain satisfying rush in his chest. Still, even the novelty of a maddened, ecstatic Shelm had its limits. He had no intention of remaining a mere tool for her gratification indefinitely. As the master of the workshop, it was high time he taught his Servant how she was expected to behave.
”Very well,” Yuuri said. “It must be difficult for you to move while we’re clinging to each other like this. I’ll give you your freedom. Move as much as you like.”
”Ehe… ahh…” Shelm exhaled, her voice a breathy trill. “As expected of Yuuri-kun… so thoughtful… nyaa!”
Yuuri leaned back, tracing the soft curves of her chest as he allowed her to take the superior position. Shelm, however, remained singularly focused on her own sensations, her interest beginning and ending with what brought her the most pleasure. She was entirely oblivious to the deeper intent behind his sudden leniency.
Emboldened by the way his eyes seemed fixed on her swaying form, her movements grew more daring and rhythmic. She spread herself wide, sinking deeper, her back arching as she tilted forward. When he reached out to steady the heavy fruits of her chest, she let out a triumphant, almost wicked little smirk, leaning into his palms. Her shoulders trembled as she relaxed into the touch.
”Hehe… I’ve known your weaknesses for a long time, Yuuri-kun,” Shelm whispered, her voice dripping with mock-pity. “As long as you’re touching these, you’ll be completely under my spell…”
She was practically wagging her tail in delight, her internal grip loosening into a soft, beckoning pulse. She was so convinced of her victory that her other, more delicate entrance remained entirely unguarded. She didn’t even notice the Wedge Tentacle² taking aim.
”…Eh?” Shelm let out a tiny, confused sound.
With a sudden, slick motion, the tentacle dipped into the opening behind. Shelm looked stunned, as if her mind couldn’t quite process the sensation. But a moment later, as the barbs of the tentacle began to rhythmically scrape against the inner walls, the reality of a Servant’s fatal weakness—something she had only known in theory—hit her with devastating force.
”Nyaa! Nyaa! Nyaaaaaah!” she cried out, her entire body jolting.
”Don’t get the wrong idea, you brat,” Yuuri growled. “What do you think you became a Servant for?”
It was only natural that a Servant’s body would find intense pleasure in a Master’s favor. However, that pleasure was supposed to be a reward for service. For the very person who had designed this system to forget her duties and lose herself in her own lust was unacceptable. To correct her, Yuuri manipulated the tentacle, forcing her to move in a way that prioritized his satisfaction over her own.
”Wh-what are you saying… I didn’t want to be a Servant…” Shelm started to protest, but the sensation forced a change of heart. “No, that’s a lie! I’m lying! I’m happy to be your Servant! Ahh! It’s because… being with you feels so much better than being a goddess! I… I just wanted to make you feel secure because I love you so much!”
His discipline was effective. Under the weight of his overbearing command, Shelm immediately pivoted, choosing her words to beg for his mercy. Yuuri didn’t correct her ‘misunderstanding’ just yet. Instead, he busied himself with the development of the goddess’s neglected path. As the initial shock faded, replaced by a terrifyingly sharp pleasure, Shelm looked genuinely frightened by how much her body had changed.
”St-stop… Yuuri-kun!” she gasped. “You shouldn’t teach a goddess such things! Ahh! I’m… I’m learning it! If my back becomes as sensitive as my front… I’ll never be able to forget this!”
”Haha, you’re a quick study. That’s good,” Yuuri laughed. “Making both sides useful is part of a Servant’s etiquette, after all.”
To a once-pure goddess, a tentacle should have been a symbol of corruption to be avoided at all costs. Yet, if she reached a point where she couldn’t feel satisfied without it… the thought of her returning to her divine throne, forever tormented by the duality of her nature, brought a mischievous smirk to Yuuri’s lips. Shelm looked at him with tearful, resentful eyes as he pulled her fair-skinned back into a tight embrace.
”You’re so mean,” she muttered. “Telling me to serve and then getting in my way.”
”My apologies,” Yuuri replied. “But dealing with a Master’s whims is also part of your job.”
Given her immense power and arrogant personality, Shelm wasn’t used to being forced into anything. However, it seemed that being treated this way—partially a result of her own past actions—wasn’t entirely unpleasant to her. Once she realized his ‘interference’ was a form of possessive affection, her frown softened into a natural smile. When he leaned in, she met his lips with a resigned but willing kiss.
”Mnh… Shelm,” Yuuri said after they parted. “I’ll praise you for finally getting into the spirit of being a Servant, but did you actually hear the conditions Ai set for your forgiveness?”
”Eh? What’s that?” Shelm blinked. “Did you two decide something while you were busy teasing me?”
It was just like her to try and shift the blame, even though she was the one who had been lost in her own world. Yuuri sighed and explained the terms again, intensifying his dual-path correction as he did so. To his surprise, Shelm simply nodded with a carefree air.
”Hmm, well, I suppose that’s fine. A hundred or so, right?” she said. “It’s a small price to pay to see Yuuri-kun working so hard to leave his mark on me.”
”You’re taking this way too lightly,” Yuuri countered. “Don’t forget that whether you conceive or not is entirely up to me. If you haven’t had a hundred by the time I kick the bucket, you’re never going back to being a goddess.”
He wanted her to have at least a modicum of human self-restraint. He figured that dangling her return to divinity over her head would keep her in line. But the moment she heard him, Shelm looked genuinely bewildered for a second before breaking into a wide, familiar grin. She began to move her hips with her newly learned technique, sending a surge of sensation through him.
”Hehe… pfft!” Shelm giggled. “I see. I was going to wait until Ai was settled to tell you, so I suppose it’s no wonder you haven’t realized it yet.”
”What? What are you hiding?” Yuuri asked, suddenly on guard. “Does Ai know about this too?”
Shelm’s eyes crinkled with amusement. “Oh, Yuuri-kun, you really do love me too much. You’re so flighty now that you’ve finally got me that you’ve overlooked something very important.”
”And what would that be?” Yuuri pressed. He looked to Ai for answers, but the sister goddess simply closed her eyes in silent refusal. He was forced to turn back to Shelm, who was wearing a look of intense, annoying satisfaction.
”Listen closely,” Shelm said. “It would be a problem if you became too old to… well, function. But it would be an even bigger problem if my body became too old to have babies! That’s why I’ve already granted myself the Immortality and Longevity³ skill!”
”And? What does that have to do with anything?” Yuuri asked. He knew she had to return to her throne eventually, so he didn’t expect her to die of old age. He gave a sharp thrust to urge her to the point. Shelm let out a small yelp but didn’t stop smiling.
”Honestly, your head is just full of one thing, isn’t it?” she teased. “Think about it. Since I have this skill, and I am your Servant… naturally, the skill applies to my Master, Yuuri-kun, as well!”
”What?!” Yuuri shouted, his heart skipping a beat. He had always wanted to live a full life and then pass away naturally. Now, his life was being extended without his consent. “Wait a minute! What about my promise to live my life alongside the others?”
”Hehe, I wouldn’t want to lose your… vitality,” Shelm purred. “I planned to keep you around forever by giving you Ai. And since you won’t be able to stand watching Ashley and the others grow old, I already calculated that you’ll end up giving the skill to all of them too.”
Yuuri felt a massive headache coming on. He had hoped for a dense but normal-length life, but this goddess had rewritten his entire future. He looked at Ai, the supposedly more sensible one, but she wouldn’t budge.
”I’m sorry, Brother,” Ai said quietly. “But as the one holding the goddess’s authority, I cannot permit a Seal⁴ on that skill.”
Shelm suggested that once she was sent back and the others were taken care of, he could simply seal the excess. It would still mean a much longer life than a normal human, but perhaps not an infinite one. Yuuri felt a small sense of relief, though he missed something Shelm muttered afterward as Ai silenced her with a sharp look.
”Look, I’m not in a hurry,” Shelm added hastily, trying to change the subject. “So you can take your time with me and Ashley. Right?”
”Sigh… putting aside whatever you just tried to say… can you even raise a child?” Yuuri asked. The thought of a hundred children was daunting, especially if the mother was this irresponsible.
”Huh?” Shelm looked at him as if he were the crazy one. “Once you have the dungeon, you’ll be so rich you won’t know what to do with it all. Just hire a bunch of nannies to take care of it.”
”She’s hopeless,” Yuuri groaned. “Ai, please. She’s not reflecting on her actions at all.”
Ai buried her face in her hands. It seemed that simply having children wasn’t going to be enough of a ‘correction’ for the goddess’s flawed personality. Even when Yuuri threatened not to have children with her at all, Shelm just laughed.
”That’s fine too!” Shelm chirped, her hips swinging rhythmically again. “I’ll just be your dedicated playmate while the others are busy being mothers. See how bright my Crotch Tattoo⁵ is getting?”
Yuuri was at his wit’s end. But then, Ai stood up, her voice firm and full of resolve.
”I’ve decided,” Ai announced. “We have to do ‘that’ to her.”
”Wait, wait!” Shelm suddenly panicked, her movements freezing instantly. “You promised to keep that a secret!”
Yuuri didn’t know what ‘that’ was, but seeing the terror in the wicked goddess’s eyes, he could only hope it was the one thing that would finally make her change her ways.”
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Summary:
Yuuri continues his ‘re-education’ of Shelm, who has been turned into a Servant. He discovers that Shelm has granted him the ‘Immortality and Longevity’ skill, potentially binding him to a much longer life than he desired. Yuuri worries about the logistics and emotional weight of fathering a hundred children with an irresponsible goddess. Ai, seeing Shelm’s lack of true reflection, decides to implement a secret, final measure to correct her behavior.
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Character Insight:
Shelm demonstrates an incredible capacity for adaptation, though it is fueled entirely by her pursuit of pleasure and her desire to remain in control. Even in a position of submission, she maneuvers to ensure her long-term connection to Yuuri. Yuuri, meanwhile, struggles with the loss of his ‘normal’ life plan, highlighting his desire for a meaningful, human existence over eternal divine indulgence. Ai’s shift from a passive observer to a decisive authority figure shows her growing frustration with her sister’s antics and her commitment to Yuuri’s well-being.
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Behind the Scene:
This chapter highlights the recurring theme of Yuuri being ‘outsmarted’ by the goddesses despite his technical mastery over them. The introduction of the immortality skill sets the stage for a much longer narrative scope than initially suggested.
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T/L:
Notes:
• Shelm – Wicked Goddess, reincarnated Yuuri, manipulative, wants him to use his power.
• Ai – The recently-formed sub-divinity/ego who manages the world’s Skills. Her sudden, intense burst of divine will (‘ki’) almost bleached Yuuri’s wicked thoughts. Called Yuuri ‘Elder Brother’ and declared genuine affection and trust based on his efficiency with her Skills.
• Ashley – Count’s daughter, royal attendant, has a crush on Yuuri.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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