Chapter 155 Sister’s Long-Awaited Reunion ②
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”W-Wait, Kento-san! Ah, ah! ❤️❤️❤️” Amelia cried out.
As I dove into her chest while staying seated between her thighs, Sister Amelia let out sweet gasps and twisted her body. Because she was leaning forward, the back of my part dug perfectly into her crease, and her tips were sensitive.
Well, among the employees of this shop who repeatedly use our Nipple Clamper¹, there isn’t a single woman whose tips or spot remain ‘strong.’
”Hmm? But didn’t you say you wanted me to be mean to you?” I asked.
”Ah, ah! ❤️ I… I certainly did say that, but… ❤️❤️❤️!” she replied.
”Right. Since this is technically ‘training²,’ let’s make it a punishment if you go,” I said.
”Oh, no…! ❤️❤️❤️!” she muttered.
Despite her troubled words, Amelia somehow looked happy. Light returned to her once-vacant eyes, and I could see her ‘training switch’ flip on.
For a devout believer of the Church of Demon-Subjugation³, ‘training’ is a time for dialogue with God, a time for service, and a time for union. Not limited to edged self-pleasure, living through the ‘abstinence⁴‘ commanded by God is, in itself, following God’s will.
I’ve heard that some people see visions of God during their ‘training’ and receive divine revelations… though I shouldn’t mention that it might just be their vision going white from reaching a peak.
Throughout history in all worlds, including my previous one, there have been attempts to feel closer to the divine by placing oneself in extreme states and entering a trance. Let’s just say this is one of those acts.
”Ah, ah! ❤️ Kento-san, you’re hotter than usual! ❤️❤️❤️ So hard…! ❤️❤️❤️ Ah, ah! ❤️ Not my tips, you can’t…! ❤️❤️❤️ Ahhh! ❤️❤️❤️” Amelia moaned, letting her thoughts on my touch spill out.
Indeed, facing this union with her after so long, I was extremely excited. My part felt twenty percent larger and harder than usual, and my core felt like it was simmering.
However, she was quite something herself; her inner thighs, high in humidity and temperature, were like a natural sauna. Her tips, pointing toward the sky, were so large and firm they could be licked clean, and when I took them into my mouth, her back arched and she twitched in response.
Every inch of the skin we touched was soft, damp with sweat, and hot. The more we rubbed our skin together, the more she tilted her hips to smear her wetness against me, offering her tips once again.
”Hmm, then I want something to suck on instead of your tips,” I said.
”Eh… ❤️❤️❤️?” Amelia asked.
She looked up with a cute, puzzled expression as she struggled to endure the pleasure, so I tapped my lips with my index finger. Understanding now, she let out a small “Ah… ❤️❤️❤️” and pressed her lips against mine of her own accord.
”Mmm! ❤️❤️❤️ Mm, mm! ❤️❤️❤️ mwah, swish… ❤️❤️❤️! mwah, mwah ❤️❤️❤️! Haa! ❤️❤️❤️! Kento-san, Kento-san! ❤️❤️❤️❤️! smack, mwah! ❤️❤️❤️! Mmm! ❤️❤️❤️! Mnnnn! ❤️❤️❤️!!!”
Amelia called my name, cradling my head as she showered me with passionate kisses. I wondered if she had always loved kissing this much, but thinking back, it had been a very long time since we had done this.
Perhaps during my visit to the monastery the other day, the first thing I should have done was sneak a kiss. Seeing Amelia so focused on the kiss that she didn’t mind her mouth becoming messy with saliva made me think so.
”I’m sorry…” I whispered.
”Eh… ❤️❤️❤️? For what… ❤️❤️❤️?” she asked.
”No, it’s nothing. More importantly, be careful not to go, okay?” I warned.
”Eh? Ah! Could it be—ah! ❤️ Wait! ❤️ Ah! ❤️ Hieee! ❤️❤️❤️! ———! ❤️❤️❤️❤️!!!” she cried.
Unable to hold back, I plunged into her. Amelia cried out with a wordless voice, clinging to me with both hands and legs. Ah, she’s going. Definitely.
”Ugh…!” I groaned.
Of course, I couldn’t stay calm either. Splitting into the center of the heat I had felt all day, my part was crushed by the internal temperature and the contractions of her walls.
An even more passionate welcome than the kiss. As I pushed into the womb that served as both the heat source and the water source, she squirmed and milked me, her wetness overflowing with a slosh.
”Hah… ❤️❤️❤️! Haa! ❤️❤️❤️! gasp! ❤️❤️❤️! Hah, hah, hah… ❤️❤️❤️! ———! ❤️❤️❤️!!!”
I stroked Amelia’s body, from her pelvis to her chest, then from her chest to her shoulders, helping her come down. I felt the damp sweat and goosebumps under my palms. I rocked my hips and licked her chest. Her waist trembled.
”You went, even though I told you not to, didn’t you?” I whispered in her ear.
”I’m sorry! ❤️❤️❤️! Ah, ah! ❤️ I’m going again! ❤️❤️❤️!!!” she cried.
As I whispered to her, she reached a peak while holding me tight from below. It seems our first union in a long time was too stimulating. I was also close to my limit, but I had to be ‘mean’ to her as promised.
”More importantly, is this okay? If you don’t kiss me properly, I’ll suck on your tips again,” I said.
”Ah, no! ❤️ Kiss, I’ll kiss you! ❤️❤️❤️! Hiaaa! ❤️❤️❤️!!!” she begged.
Before she could finish, I took her tip into my mouth. I sucked hard, tickling it with the tip of my tongue and grazing it with my teeth. After a violent surge, her walls tightened, telling me she was reaching consecutive peaks.
”No! ❤️ Kiss, kiss! ❤️❤️❤️! mwah! ❤️❤️❤️! peck, peck, peck! ❤️❤️❤️! mwah mwah mwah! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️!!!”
Amelia pulled my head close, sucking on my lips repeatedly. Caught in the tangle of her arms and legs, I felt how strongly she desired me.
I put as much weight on her as I could without crushing her, swinging my hips as stickily as possible. The taste of her sweet saliva and the luscious feel of her hot tongue made my head go fuzzy.
Thinking of nothing, we simply sought each other out, bodies overlapping. The fingertips stroking my back, the hardness of our ribs rubbing together, the moist eyes before me—everything made my affection swell.
squeeze squeeze squeeze, pop pop pop. From our union, the rhythmic sound of flesh hitting flesh and the stirring of wetness echoed.
”Kento-san! ❤️❤️❤️! Mmm! ❤️❤️❤️! Kento-san! ❤️❤️❤️! Hah, hah… ❤️❤️❤️! Auh… ❤️❤️❤️! mwah, mwah… ❤️❤️❤️!” she sighed.
We immersed ourselves in each other’s bodies. We immersed ourselves in each other’s existence. This euphoria and the unbearable torrent of affection were certainly a sacred moment, perhaps enough to make one believe in such a divine presence.
”Amelia, I’m coming!” I grunted.
”Yes, Kento-san! ❤️❤️❤️! Please, give me a lot! ❤️❤️❤️! Ahhh! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️!!!” she cried.
spray spray spray! spray spray! surge surge surge! spray spray! spray!
”———! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️!!!”
I released my full essence into Amelia’s womb as she clung to me. I held her tight, crushing her against me as if to pull her closer, as she had likely been enduring this for months.
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Amelia trembled in my arms, clinging to me even more. It was as if she were trying to feel the fluid filling her womb, or confirming the existence of the man holding her.
”Hah, hah… That wasn’t nearly enough. Amelia, you should be prepared for today,” I panted.
”Y-Yes… ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️,” she whispered.
After that, we continued to confirm each other’s existence until the sun went down. Then, feeling unsteady, we returned to the main house. Lily, who must have been kept waiting, greeted us nonchalantly.
”Oh, are you finished already? I thought it might take until morning,” Lily said.
”Well, yeah. Amelia apparently has a curfew at the monastery…” I replied.
”I-I’m sorry for everything, Lily-san…” Amelia stammered.
”It’s fine. I’m the one who should apologize for burdening you. Next time, let’s do some ‘adjusting’ before it gets to this point,” Lily said.
Lily and Amelia then began discussing something. They were saying things like, “It was unexpected that Master would be such a worrywart,” or “Perhaps we should increase the number of women to prepare for unforeseen circumstances.”
I wondered how increasing the number of women would solve ‘women problems’ as I searched the cupboard alone. Finding what I was looking for, I beckoned Amelia, took her hand, and slipped a ring onto her ring finger.
”When you look at this, think of it as me saying ‘I love you,’ okay?” I said.
”E-Eh!? U-Um, I believe I declined before…” Amelia stammered.
”But today, even though I told you not to go, you went over and over. So, this is a punishment. For my own selfishness, wear it for me,” I told her.
I told the bewildered Amelia that and forced the ring on her. Lily murmured quietly, “Ah, that is for the best.” And Amelia also murmured a small “Yes…” as she dearly held her left hand to her chest.
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Summary:
Kento and Sister Amelia engage in an intense intimate session framed as religious ‘training.’ They explore their mutual longing after a long period of separation, involving deep physical and emotional connection. Despite Kento’s teasing ‘punishments,’ Amelia finds spiritual and physical fulfillment in their union. Afterward, Kento gives Amelia a ring as a mark of his love, overriding her previous hesitations by calling it a ‘punishment’ for her lack of restraint.
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Character Insight:
Amelia’s character arc shows a fascinating blend of religious devotion and sexual submission; she reinterprets physical pleasure as a divine mandate, allowing her to bypass her guilt. Kento’s decision to force the ring on her as a ‘punishment’ demonstrates his understanding of her psychology—she needs an external ‘command’ to accept what she truly desires. Lily continues to act as the pragmatic facilitator, even suggesting that more women might be needed to stabilize Kento’s emotional and physical state.
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Behind the Scene:
The concept of ‘erotic training’ in the context of a religious sister is a common trope in adult light novels, used to create a ‘taboo’ thrill while providing a narrative justification for the character’s participation.
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Notes:
• Amelia – The Sister of the Church of Demon-Subjugating, who usually buys from Kento, has light blue hair.
• Kento – The owner of the magic tool shop ‘Harvest,’ which discretely sells adult goods. He’s a former overworked, ordinary salaryman from modern Japan who was suddenly transported (isekai’d) to this fantasy world. He has dark hair and an unremarkable appearance, typically wearing a plain, slightly suspicious-looking shop owner’s clothes looks like Kazuma Satou from certain series. He has a minimal amount of magic power, enough to craft his specialty items.
• Lily – the sl*ve and primary experiment subject for the magic shop, ‘Harvest.’ She has striking pink hair, Blue eyes, medium breasts, which the Protagonist associates with being ‘wanton’. She has a working knowledge of magic, which she kept hidden from the slave trader.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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