Chapter 102 Nijuuki and Karen
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Hmm, too bad,” Remia said, placing a finger on her temple. “Looks like they’re ready.”
”Already that time?” I replied.
Apparently, they’d been talking for almost an hour. Remia and Yakumo stood up and moved to the center of the living room. Sayaka and Sheena followed.
Soon, a Magic Circle appeared on the floor, and two women materialized.
”Yes! It’s Yakumo! Yes! Yes!” a blonde beauty exclaimed, hugging him. It was Karen.
”Whoa!” I caught her as she lunged at him full force.
”Yakumo~ I missed you so much! I was worried you’d be bought by someone else. I’m so glad it’s you!” Karen said, her voice filled with relief.
”Hahaha, hearing that makes it all worthwhile,” I replied with a laugh.
So, she wanted me to buy her. Well, I guessed I was pretty popular. If Hoshino and Karen had said so earlier, I’d have been with them daily in the equipment shed.
”Sanae!” Sayaka called out, tears in her eyes as she hugged Nijuuki.
”Sayaka! I’m so glad you’re safe!” Nijuuki replied, equally emotional.
They must’ve been watching the dungeon battles at the Training Facility. It had to have been agonizing.
”Hate to interrupt this reunion,” Remia said, “but time’s tight. Let’s change ownership now.”
”Yeah, please,” I said.
When I nodded and let go of Karen, Sayaka also stepped away from Nijuuki. Immediately, Nijuuki glared at me with a look of pure malice.
”You sadistic monster!” Nijuuki shouted. “How dare you put Sayaka in such danger!”
As I tilted my head in confusion, Nijuuki pointed a finger at me and continued her tirade.
”Sanae! Stop!” Sayaka interjected. “I was the one who asked for that! Master didn’t do anything wrong!”
”He’s clearly forcing you to say that!” Nijuuki yelled back. “He drags you into a dungeon and forces you into… into s*x! You’re nothing but a lolicon creep, guard!”
Ah, I see. She thinks I’m abusing the Crotch Crest of Subjugation¹ to force her best friend into the dungeon. She clearly cares for her friends, but she’s the type to jump to extreme conclusions.
As I was pondering this, Sheena stepped in front of Nijuuki and spoke.
”A pig who doesn’t know her place certainly has a lot to say about my precious Husband,” Sheena said coldly.
”What?! That doll just spoke?!” Nijuuki gasped.
”I have been resurrected by my Husband’s love. I am no longer a mere doll,” Sheena replied. “You, on the other hand, will spend the rest of your life as a sx slave – nothing more than a smen toilet for my Husband.”
Nijuuki’ face flushed with rage, and she opened her mouth to snap back, but a burst of laughter cut her off.
”Ahahaha!”
It was Remia. She was clutching her stomach, laughing as if she’d just heard the funniest joke in the world.
”What’s so funny all of a sudden?” I asked. The atmosphere was incredibly hostile, yet she couldn’t stop.
”Oh, sorry,” Remia said, catching her breath. “I heard from one of the instructors at the Training Facility² that it might go like this, but I didn’t think she’d be this oblivious to her own situation. I know exactly how to handle this. Just watch – this is going to be entertaining.”
”Entertaining?” I muttered.
Beside me, Karen pressed a hand to her forehead and let out a weary sigh.
”I give you an order,” Remia commanded, her voice dropping all playfulness. “Get naked, spread your legs, and show us everything.”
”What?! No – stop! M-my body is… it’s moving on its own!” Nijuuki cried.
Despite her pale, panicked face, Nijuuki began stripping off her bondage gear with practiced efficiency. In seconds, she stood before us completely exposed.
She was stunning. Her legs were long, and her breasts were perfectly shaped. They’d been listed as C-cups, but they were a beautiful, firm bowl shape with light brown areolae and perky n**ipss. She had a truly erotic physique.
In a fluid, forced motion, Nijuuki sat on the floor and spread her legs wide. She used one hand to pull back her petals, exposing her pink v**inal opening to us all.
It was a beautiful sight. Her pubic hair was neatly groomed, thin and well-kept. I felt myself growing hard as I stared at her. Her entrance was twitching, opening and closing rhythmically.
”No… stop! It’s too embarrassing!” Nijuuki sobbed. “D-don’t look at me, you monster! Sayaka! Karen! Look away!”
”Sanae… oh, um…” Sayaka stammered, clearly unable to bear the sight of her friend being humiliated.
”Oh, she’s fine,” Remia said, waving a hand dismissively. “She might be saying that, but she’s loving every second of this. Just look at her ‘place’ down there.”
Remia pointed toward the girl’s crotch. I looked back and saw love juice steadily oozing from her opening.
”See?” Remia continued. “She’s a total pervert who gets off on being watched. At the Training Facility, they put her in forced heat³ almost every day. She’d spend all her time masturbating in front of the other slaves or reaching her limit just from being stared at.”
”Is that… is that true?” Sayaka asked, her voice trembling. Nijuuki could only shake her head in frantic denial.
Karen looked away, her expression pained. “Well… at first, she only got excited watching Sayaka enter the dungeon, so the instructors punished her for it,” Karen explained. “But after that, it seemed to become a habit. She was getting ‘punished’ for something or other nearly every day. Honestly, it felt like she was doing it on purpose.”
I see. Her Lewdness Rank was S for a reason. To become this depraved while still being a virgin… she was a rare find.
”I wasn’t! The instructors forced me!” Nijuuki shouted, her face bright red.
But her resistance was futile. We had witnesses, and the fact that she was dripping white fluids even without me channeling Mana Capacity⁴ into her Crotch Crest made her denials worthless.
”I’m surprised she can even function after being put in forced heat like that,” I noted. “Doesn’t it usually require a man’s seed to settle down?”
”Hmm? Oh, if a man uses the Crotch Crest to force the heat, then yes, it won’t stop until he e**culates inside her,” Remia explained. “But if a woman does it, the effect eventually fades on its own after enough time passes.”
”The Queen really has thought of everything,” I said. “I’m almost tempted to become a follower myself.”
”Well, since that’s settled, let’s get the ownership transferred,” Remia said. “Once that’s done, she’ll be much more obedient to you, Yakumo.”
”Right. Do it,” I said.
Remia placed her hand on Nijuuki’ lower abdomen. “There. Now, once Yakumo flows his Mana into it, you’ll be the Master.”
”D-don’t you come near me!” Nijuuki screamed. “I’ll never be a slave to a creep like you!”
”Sanae! That is enough!” Sayaka snapped, her patience finally breaking. “How can you say that to him? He saved you!”
Even Sayaka was angry now, and Sheena looked ready to step in again. I held them both back and ignored the insults. I approached the girl and flowed my Mana into her Crotch Crest.
”St-stop! Don’t touch… m-me… Ah! Aaaaaah!”
Forced into a state of intense lust, Nijuuki’ hips bucked upward. A faint, nearly translucent Crotch Crest appeared on her skin. Her affection for me was clearly at zero. No matter. A few rounds of finishing inside her would fix that soon enough.
I looked down at her writhing form and gave my first command.
”This is an order. Keep your hands behind your back and stay exactly like that. No masturbating.”
”Ah… ah… no… I can’t… I’m losing my mind…” Nijuuki moaned. “Sayaka, please, help me!”
”Apologize to Master first,” Sayaka replied, her arms crossed. “I won’t help you until you do.”
I’d never seen Sayaka this worked up before. Personally, I didn’t care what she called me; there was a certain thrill in taking a woman who hated me. But Sayaka couldn’t stand seeing her friend insult the man who had rescued her.
”Remia, sorry for the trouble,” I said. “You’ve turned her into quite the slave. Tell the instructors I appreciate their work.”
”Ahaha, will do,” Remia chirped. “Now, is this one next?”
”Y-yes! Please!” Karen said, her voice small.
She knew what was coming. Her face was crimson as she pulled her arms behind her back and squeezed her eyes shut. Remia reached out, unhooked the straps of Karen’s bondage gear, and yanked it down in one motion.
Her breasts spilled out with a heavy bounce. They were pale, firm, and tipped with small, peach-colored n**ipss that sat perfectly in the center of her chest. They jiggled right in front of my eyes.
Karen was clearly struggling to maintain her composure under my gaze. Seeing her like this made my own desire leak out. Remia reached for the faint Crest on Karen’s belly and looked at me, signaling she was ready.
I nodded and placed my hand over Karen’s stomach.
”Karen, from this moment on, you belong only to me. Are you ready?”
”Yes!” Karen gasped, a small smile breaking through her blush. “Make me yours, Yakumo!”
I flowed my Mana into her.
”It’s so hot… nngh… Ahhh!”
Karen collapsed onto her haunches, her hands pressing against her crotch as the forced heat took hold. On her skin, a dark, vivid Crotch Crest appeared – just as clear as Sayaka’s had been. At my current rank, one session would be enough to bring her to Total Submission⁵.
”And that’s the registration finished,” Remia said. “I have to get back and report this. Next time we meet, I expect you to be even stronger. I’m looking forward to it. Mwah.”
”…Yeah, I’ll work hard so I can finally have you, too, Remia,” I replied.
Remia gave me a long, lingering kiss before finally departing.
Now, it was time for the real reward. I looked down at Karen, whose eyes were wet with longing, and then at Nijuuki, who was desperately grinding her hips against the air, and let a slow smile spread across my face.”,
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Summary:
Yakumo completes the ownership transfer for Nijuuki (Sanae) and Karen under Remia’s supervision. Sanae attempts to resist but is quickly overwhelmed by the magical enforcement of the Crotch Crest. Sayaka sides firmly with Yakumo, leading to a rift with her best friend.
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Trivia:
- Sanae (Nijuuki) is actually a virgin despite her Lewdness Rank S.
- Forced heat effects vary based on the gender of the person who activates the crest.
- Sheena is a resurrected doll and refers to Yakumo as ‘Husband’.
- Karen has a high affection/compatibility level with Yakumo, as shown by her vivid crest
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Character Insight:
Sanae’s ‘honor’ is shown to be a facade for a deep-seated exhibitionist streak discovered at the Training Facility. Sayaka demonstrates extreme loyalty to Yakumo, choosing him over her childhood friend’s pleas.
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Behind the Scenes:
The ‘Crotch Crest’ system operates on a mana-transfer basis where higher ranks allow for faster ‘Total Submission’ through physical intimacy.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Remia – A cheerful and mischievous succubus with long purple hair and a massive breasts reaching ‘explosive’ levels. Acts as a guide and explains slave systems. Knows Sanada by reputation. Rank B Mana Capacity. Intelligent and persuasive.
• Sayaka – The academy’s premier beauty and a member of the swimming club. Currently classified as a Rank 1 Slave. She is seventeen years old and a virgin. E-cup. She has blue, short, boyish hair. Her best friend is Sanae.
• Sheena – Beastman Soul-less Doll with rabbit ears and a large chest. Flawless face, approx 165cm height, F or G cup, narrow waist, large hips, and a fluffy tail longer than a rabbit’s. Now, her ego is back.
• Yakumo – A 25-year-old human male. He has facial scars, stab wounds, and gunshot scars from his time in a war zone. He works as a school guard.
• Karen – An international student from America who often runs to school late with bread in her mouth. Considered a ‘main target’ by the protagonist. Voice acting major, huge breasts, same height as Sana.
• Sanae – She struggles with the sexual training and often shows frustration. Vice-captain of the Archery Club. Described as tall with a model-like build and sharp features. She has approximately C-cup breasts and is ranked as a 1st Rank Slave. She is Sayaka’s best friend. Black ponytail, hooded/sharp eyes, kyudo practitioner, average height.
• Sana – Black ponytail, hooded/sharp eyes, kyudo practitioner, average height.
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