Chapter 76 Tenkouin Reika and Samidare Satsuki ⑦
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”A… game?”
Tenkouin asked, her face pale.
”That’s right. The rules are simple. For ten minutes after the game starts, if you can endure my ‘stimulation,’ you win. I’ll let you live. If you can’t, the guillotine blade drops. Oh, and by the way, when I say ‘stimulation,’ I don’t mean torture or violence.”
”Then… what on earth…?”
”Pleasure torture.¹“
”What!?”
Tenkouin’s eyes snapped open. Her face flushed a deep crimson, and she glared at me as if she were looking at a pile of filth.
”How… how base! I would never… I would never submit to such a thing!”
”Fine by me. If you don’t want to do it, don’t. All of you will simply vanish like dew upon the guillotine.”
I stared down at the protesting Tenkouin with cold, indifferent eyes. Personally, I didn’t care if she died right here. It would be a shame not to see her suffer more, though.
”W-wait! Tenkouin-san, please, do it! I don’t want to die!”
”She’s right! If you don’t, we’re dead for sure! If there’s even a chance we can survive, you should be able to endure a little humiliation!”
”I hate this… I don’t want to die… So please, just do it! Please!”
Because they weren’t the ones being stimulated, they threw whatever selfish pleas they could at Tenkouin. It was none of their business, after all-only their lives were on the line.
”…Ugh. Fine. I… I understand. I will play this ‘game’ desuwa.”
”Heh. Good. Then, let me explain the rules properly.”
I smirked as I laid it out. As I said, for ten minutes, Tenkouin would be subjected to pleasure torture. During that time, every time she reaches a certain number of… ‘peaks’… specifically the seventh, the first guillotine blade will drop. At the tenth peak, the game ends. Or rather, everyone’s heads fall. Naturally, Tenkouin’s would be the last. I told them the order of the other blades was random, but in truth, I’d already decided it. I didn’t bother telling them that. Let Samidare and the others tremble in the fear of death. Tenkouin would be far too busy to care anyway.
”Shall we begin then… but before that. Tatei, Yokoo, and Himezaki-san. Are you going to stay and watch?”
”No… no matter how much I dislike them, I have no desire to witness someone’s final moments de-gozaru,” Tatei said.
”M-me neither, honestly nanda-na,” Yokoo added.
”I’ll pass as well…” Himezaki whispered.
All three shook their heads. That was the normal reaction. In medieval Europe, where entertainment was scarce, executions were spectacles that delighted the masses. But we modern people don’t have that sensibility. The fact that I can do this so calmly… I really am broken, aren’t I? Ever since that day I ‘died.’ Regardless, Tatei and the others left, leaving only me, Tenkouin, and her cronies.
”Right, let’s get things ready.”
I approached Tenkouin and pulled out a knife. I sliced her dress vertically from the bottom, revealing her flawless, unblemished skin.
”Wait-what are you-!”
”Clothes are just in the way for this game.”
She gasped at my actions, but I ignored her. I took the knife to her expensive, refined lingerie, leaving her completely exposed. Tenkouin’s face turned bright red as she fought back tears. To be treated like this by me-the one she had bullied so relentlessly-must have been excruciatingly humiliating for her. However… I have to say, Tenkouin’s body was a bit lacking. Not much in the way of curves. Her chest was quite small, barely more than a slight swell. A flat-chest lover might find it irresistible, but I’ve always been more of a “busty” type myself. Not that I hate small ones, mind you. Her areolae were small and a beautiful pink. Her pubic hair wasn’t too thick-soft and fluffy, giving off a strangely ‘high-class’ vibe. Her ‘slit,’ which had likely never been seen by anyone, was tightly shut. I reached out and touched her small breasts. The skin felt like smooth silk. When I gave her n**ips a light pinch, it perked up instantly.
”Nngh! Wh-what do you think you’re doing!?”
She moaned slightly. Because of the guillotine’s neck-stock, Tenkouin couldn’t see her own body. She had no idea what I was going to do next. Next, I ran a finger along her tightly closed entrance. Naturally, she was bone dry. I could have used [Heat] on her, but we had plenty of time. I decided to toy with her as I pleased.
”S-stop… stop it! I said-Hiah!”
I slid a finger inside. It was so tight I felt like my finger might be crushed. Honestly, it kind of hurt. But I had to do this for the ‘preparation.’ I worked my finger inside her, the wet sounds of friction filling the air. It was painful at first, but she gradually began to moisten and loosen up.
”Nnh! No… stop! Nnngh! Ahh! Please… stop it!”
”No. Oh, I forgot to mention-the game hasn’t officially started yet. You’re free to ‘come’ as much as you want for now.”
”That’s not the point! Ah… Ahee-nn!”
She let out a light spray. It seemed she’d had a small peak. Thanks to that, her ‘clitoris,’ which had been hidden by the folds, finally peeked out. “Ugh… kgh… You… you better remember this. To subject me to such humiliation… I will win this game and make you regret it.”
”Oh? I’ll be waiting. Don’t disappoint me.”
I brushed off her spiteful parting words and pulled three small, pink, egg-shaped objects from my [Item Box]². The world-famous pink rotors. By the way, these kinds of adult goods are sold at the Brothel Guild³.
Apparently, a Hero from a few generations back created these ‘toys.’ I’d thought about having Tatei make them, but since they were for sale, I just bought them. Now I could do to her what I did to Honoka in ‘Nightmare.’ Or rather, what I already did.
Honoka was so cute… face messy with tears, her sx messy with fluids, begging me to “let her go all the way.” Anyway. I pressed the rotors against her n*ipss and clitoris, securing them with tape. Then, I attached a low-frequency therapy device to her lower abdomen-right over her womb.
This device also had a function to count her orgasms. To keep track, a digital display was set up above Tenkouin’s head. Preparation complete.
”Alright, we’re starting. Are you ready?”
”How… how could I possibly be ready for this?”
”Right. But we’re starting anyway. And… go.”
”Nnh-ah!?”
The moment I gave the signal, the rotors and the device roared to life. That said, the vibrations were still weak.
”Nnh… kgh… nn… Is this all? I can… I can endure this… easily… desuwa.”
”Well, we’ve only just started.”
She was moaning slightly, but she still had plenty of composure. If she ‘came’ at this stage, her sensitivity would have to be unnaturally high. But of course, there was no way the torture would end here.
”Almost one minute down… Oh, did I forget to mention? Every minute that passes, your sensitivity increases by a factor of 100.”
”Huh? What do you-Nghiieeeeeeeeee!”
The one-minute mark passed, and Tenkouin hit her first peak. The display above her flashed the number ‘1.’ Tenkouin looked utterly shaken. She probably didn’t even understand what had just happened to her body.
”Ah… hi… What… n-ah! Anh! What just… happened!? Hyun, aahn!”
When I finished off that pig Antonio, I gained his unique skill, which unlocked the [Sensitivity Adjustment]⁴ skill under the [Lust] category.
As the name suggests, it lets me tune sensitivity… but since it was a pain to manually increase it every minute, I’d already given Tenkouin an ‘order’ while she was asleep (since she’s already under my [Servitude]). The order: “Once the game starts, increase sensitivity by 100x every minute until it ends.” I’d given her one other order too, but that was for later.
By the way, I forced Tenkouin into [Servitude] when I won the poker match. Everyone there was automatically enslaved.
That was thanks to my [Plunder] skill. As the name implies, it takes everything from the loser-not just equipment and money, but their very lives and bodies. More importantly…
”Hey! Why did you just ‘come’!?”
”Endure it better! Our lives are on the line here!”
”It’s okay… there are still five more left… but please, don’t go again! I’m begging you!”
The minions started hurling insults at Tenkouin. Wow. She’s doing her best for them, and they’re still being total pieces of shit. “Nnkgh! I know that… even without you… telling me! …Nnh, kgh, guuuh…”
She clearly didn’t want to hit another peak. She gritted her teeth, trying desperately to hold on. But… “And… that’s two minutes.”
”Kgh! Guuuuuuuuuuh!”
Her sensitivity spiked again, but she managed to endure it. Oh, she was persistent. Her eyes were bloodshot; it was quite a ruinous look for a beauty like her. Because she was biting her lip so hard, her moans sounded more like pained groans. Her breathing was heavy, though. Pushing herself that hard isn’t good for the health. So… “Almost three minutes… Oh, I’m turning up the vibrations on the rotors and the device.”
”!? Nghiieeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Nooooooo moooore!”
Tenkouin’s body arched like a fish out of water. Because she’d been holding back, the release was massive. She sprayed violently.
”Ohii! This is impossible! I’m going again… I’m goooooooing!”
Oops. She hit back-to-back peaks. And, right on cue, the three spectators started jeering. “Kgh-ah! Aahn! Who… who do you think… I’m doing this… for…?”
”You’re right, they are heartless… In that case, Tenkouin… if you admit defeat right now… I’ll let you live. Just you.”
I saw her catch her breath. This was a devil’s temptation for her. Save only herself, or keep enduring for a slim chance to save everyone? Honestly, I didn’t want her to give up so easily. To my surprise-well, not really-she had a stubborn, competitive streak. After a moment of thought, Tenkouin opened her mouth. “……You must be joking. I am going to win this, and I am going to make you look like a fool.”
She said it with a defiant smirk. Well, well. I was relieved she gave the answer I expected. “Ku-ha! I knew you’d say that. By the way, four minutes are almost up.”
”Nnh! Guuuuuuuuuuuh! This… this is… nothing! It’s… nothing… at… all!”
She put up a brave front, though she was gasping for air. I wondered how long that bravado would last.
Now, time to prepare the next ‘adult toy.’ The next thing I pulled out was a waterwheel-like device about 15cm in diameter, tipped with brush-like bristles. Its name? The brush wheel⁵.
Well, it wasn’t powered by water, so the name was a bit of a stretch. Apparently, it was used on a certain late-night TV show back when regulations weren’t as strict.
I heard the show was canceled because it was deemed too vulgar. I set the brush wheel so the bristles would strike Tenkouin’s s*x. I fixed it firmly in place.
”Hmm, at this rate, you might actually endure until the end… Let’s make it more intense.”
At the five-minute mark, the brush wheel began to spin. The bristles traced along the crack of her s*x. One rotation per second. “Eh? Ah… hyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! What is this? What is thiiiiis! No… no, no, nooooooo! Ahiiiiiiiiiiiii!”
Her body bucked violently, then fell into rhythmic spasms. She sprayed more than ever before, soaking the brush wheel in her fluids. The display showed ‘6.’ It looked like she’d hit consecutive peaks. “Wait, you’re kidding, right!?”
”You’re already at your limit!?”
”No… please, please, please don’t ‘go’ anymore! I’m begging you!”
Five minutes left, and she’d already used up almost all her ‘lives.’ From here on, every time she reaches a peak, someone dies. I wondered if Tenkouin even had the mental capacity to realize that. “Ah! No! This! This feels too gooooood! Ahh! Ahh! I can’t… no, no, no, no! Ahii! Stooop! This is too much! Stop it… STOP IT!”
Tenkouin was a mess-tears streaming down her face, snot and drool leaking as she begged me to stop the machine. But who was it that threw away their chance to stop? If she had just swallowed her pride and accepted defeat, it wouldn’t have come to this. I’m not the kind of person who offers a hand twice after being spat on. “You chose this path. See it through to the end.”
”Noooooo! I hate this! I can’t… I can’t do it anymore! I’m… I’m gonna… I’m gonna ‘go’! I’m goooooooing!”
Her body gave a massive lurch as she hit a spectacular peak. The number on the display flipped to ‘7,’ and then…
”Y-you idiot!”
”Noooooooo!”
”You’re lying! Noooooooo!”
A guillotine blade dropped. A head fell. It was one of the minions (Torimaki). Her face was a frozen mask of shock and despair.
”Nooooo! Torimaki! Torimaki!”
”Why… why did you have to ‘go’!?”
”Ahi! Ahiiiiiiiiiiiii! I can’t help it! This feels too good! Hiin! Kuhiin! Ah! Ya! This… it’s too much… I can’t… I can’t hold it back anymore!”
Nigotori and Samidare screamed at the top of their lungs, but their voices didn’t seem to reach Tenkouin at all. She just lay there, her face twisted in a lewd, vacant expression as she cried out. With her tongue lolling out in a classic ‘ahegao’ face, the dignified Tenkouin was nowhere to be found. “Ahi! Again! Kuhiiiiiiiii! It’s getting stronger… ahi, hahi, aahn!”
Oh right, seven minutes had passed. The vibrations were at maximum, and the brush wheel was spinning three times a second. Most importantly, her sensitivity had jumped another 100x, reaching 700x. “Ah! Ah! It’s good! It feels so good! No! I’m goooooooing!”
She sprayed magnificently as she peaked. “”Ahhh! Noooooooo!””
Another blade dropped. This time, Nigotori’s head rolled. If they’d been face-down, they wouldn’t have had to see the blade coming, but since they were face-up, they were forced to watch the exact moment their lives ended. The terror Torimaki and Nigotori felt must have been beyond words. Now, two of them were nothing more than silent corpses. “AAAAHHH! No… I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die… I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
Well, nobody wants to die. But you lot abandoned me and let me die. There’s no way I’m forgiving you just because you’re apologizing now. “Please save me, I’m begging you. I’ll do anything, I’ll do anything! Just please, save me! Help me! HELP ME!”
”Hmm? Samidare, did you just say you’d do ‘anything’?”
”I will! I’ll do it! So please!”
”But… I refuse.”
”NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
Man, it’s fun to mess with people in this situation. Samidare’s screams were music to my ears. Meanwhile, Tenkouin… “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Ith… ith too mush… ohhh! Ahi! Ahii! My p-puthy… ith feelth tho goooood!”
She had completely lost the ability to speak clearly. She was drowning in pleasure. However… “AAAAAAAAH! Ahiiiiiiiiiii! I’m not ‘going’… I’m not ‘going’ yettt!”
Her fluids were overflowing, forming a large puddle beneath her. The brush wheel was drenched. Yet, Tenkouin hadn’t hit a peak since Nigotori’s head fell. It wasn’t because she was holding back like before. It was because I’d ‘ordered’ her not to. To be stimulated this much and be unable to reach release… it’s the ultimate form of agony. “Ahiii-aaaaaaaaaa! Again! It’s coming again! The ‘good feeling’ is coming again!”
Finally, nine minutes. The brush wheel was spinning five times a second, and her sensitivity was at 900x. Still, she couldn’t reach the end. She must have been suffering.
”Ohooooooooooo! It! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! NOOOOOOOOOOOO! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”
Her moans sounded like the howling of a beast. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry… Save me, save me, save me, save me…”
Samidare was repeating the same words like a broken record. Her face was distorted with terror. Honestly, it was a bit creepy how she just kept saying the same thing over and over. Well, time was almost up. Five seconds left-
”Ohiiiiiiiiiiiii!”
”I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die…”
Four- “Hiiiiiiiiiiiiin!”
”I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”
Three- “Ah, ah, no!”
”No, don’t ‘go’! Don’t you dare ‘go’!”
Two- “I’m… going…”
”DON’T!”
One- “I’m go-“
”NO!”
Zero- “Time’s… up.”
”I’M GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOING!”
”NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
The moment the game ended, Tenkouin hit her peak. Because she’d been denied for so long, it was her most explosive release yet. She sprayed high into the air, her body convulsing violently.
Her face was a pathetic ahegao face, covered in sweat, tears, snot, and drool. That was the ‘order’ I gave her, after all. The other command was: ‘Reach eight peaks during the game, and reach your ninth the exact moment it ends.’ In other words, I’d planned to let these two live from the very start.
I just wanted Samidare to experience the maximum amount of terror possible. I’d say it was a roaring success. Naturally, the guillotine blade didn’t fall.
Tenkouin peaked almost exactly as the timer hit zero, but it was a fraction of a second too late to trigger the mechanism. The blade remained perched above Samidare’s neck. As for Samidare, she had wet herself in pure terror. A yellow stain spread beneath her.
”Hahi… hahii… ahii…”
”A-ah… I’m alive… I’m… I’m alive… ah… ah…”
Now that the game was over, all the machines stopped. Her sensitivity returned to normal. Samidare seemed to lose control again in her relief, leaking more onto the floor. “Haah… haah… haah… With this… we… win… don’t we… desuwa…”
Tenkouin gasped for air, trying to reclaim some shred of her dignity as she declared her victory.
”That’s right.”
”Then… let… us… go.”
”What are you talking about?”
Tenkouin gave me a blank, confused look. Now, what was it I said exactly? “I said I’d let you ‘live’ if you won… I never said a single word about ‘letting you go.’”
”!? Ah… ah… no way…”
Just killing them wouldn’t be enough.
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Summary:
The protagonist forces Tenkouin Reika into a sadistic ‘Guillotine Game’ where her orgasms trigger the execution of her companions. Despite the terror and humiliation, Reika attempts to endure the pleasure to save her friends. The chapter culminates in the brutal execution of two companions and a psychological trap that leaves the survivors in despair.
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Trivia:
- The protagonist previously enslaved the group through a poker match and the [Plunder] skill.
- The sensitivity increase (100x every minute) was pre-programmed through a [Servitude] command.
- The protagonist rigged the entire game from the start to ensure Reika would ‘win’ but remain in his custody.
- Tatei, Yokoo, and Himezaki left the room because they couldn’t stomach the execution
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Character Insight:
Tenkouin Reika shows a surprising amount of grit and competitive spirit despite being broken down, while Samidare Satsuki is reduced to a state of complete mental collapse and terror. The protagonist’s complete lack of empathy is highlighted by his clinical observation of their suffering.
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Behind the Scenes:
The ‘Brush Wheel’ and ‘Pink Rotor’ are meta-references to adult culture items often inserted into dark isekai web novels by authors to ground the fantasy world in modern depravity.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Tatei – Tatei Kozoo. Height 186 cm, weight 52 kg. Natsumi’s otaku friend. Originally a tall and sturdy man, but he became skin and bones due to anorexia. Possesses the skill ‘Materialization Alchemy’. Created equipment for the class.
• Yokoo – Natsumi Sasaki’s otaku friend. His appearance is based on ‘Yoko’ from ‘Comic Party.’ Possesses ‘Materialization Summoning’. Accompanied by a Living Armor.
• Tate – Male Otaku friend of Reese. Gaunt and thin, wears glasses. Possesses Materialization Alchemy skill.
• Honoka – A member of the relief team with healing magic. Despite her cute, short, ‘transistor glamour’ appearance, she is cold-hearted and mocks Sasaki, now a bound slave to him.
• Antonio – Slaver Guild Master. Obese, pig-like features, wearing gaudy clothes.
• Reika – Wealthy half-foreign heiress with drill blonde hair and blue eyes, flat-chested. Leader of the bullying group.
• Satsuki – Large chest (noted as ‘milk woman’ or ‘cow’ by Reika), indoor type, former bullying victim turned perpetrator.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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