Chapter 197 The Remainder
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I sprawled out in the oversized tub and pulled Ashley close.
We’d gone through five rounds of the “full-nelson play”¹ at her request, and even now, soaking in the hot water, I was supposed to be lost in the sheer satisfaction of it all. At least, that was the plan.
Beside me, Ashley leaned her weight into me. Even as I kneaded her breasts, she wore a look of pure, melting bliss. She looked like a woman who had finally discovered the true meaning of intimacy. Though she knew we were out of time, she couldn’t seem to stop herself from regretfully stroking my c**k beneath the water.
”Ah… ♡ It was… incredible… ♡” Ashley whispered. “Hey, Yuuri-kun♡ Next time it’s just the two of us, can we always play like that? ♡♡”
”Yeah, sounds like a plan,” I replied. “By the end there, you were doing nothing but squeezing me with that p**sy of yours – dammit, now I’m getting hard again.”
If we took any longer getting to the dining hall, Marina would probably come looking for us.
Using that threat as my excuse, I gave Ashley’s breasts a firm squeeze as if to scold her for revving my engine again. My lover merely writhed happily in my arms, satisfied with my answer. She gripped me tighter, as if begging for a few more seconds of indulgence.
I shifted my weight in the tub, carefully checking the muscles in my lower back. I’d been relentless with her, and by the final round, I’d pushed my hips to the limit with a pace that bordered on violent.
I’d had to lay her limp, exhausted body on the floor just to pull out of her, but luckily, she seemed too lost in her afterglow to notice my own fatigue. Since then, I’d managed to buy enough time for my Restoration² skill to kick in by teasing her with my toes while she was too spent to move.
”Yuuri? Is something wrong?” Ashley asked, looking up at me.
”No. I was just thinking that if we keep this up, I’m the only one doing the ‘servicing’ here,” I said. “Even if you are my favorite toy, the servant is supposed to be the one taking care of the master, right?”
It had been a year since I shared Restoration with Marina.
However, since the Princess possessed the invincible Holy Armor³, she never actually got hurt. I’d even had to beg my idiot friend not to suggest self-harm just to level the skill up. As a result, Restoration hadn’t grown at all. It could heal a body from the ground up, sure, but the process was agonizingly slow.
It was enough to keep me from becoming a total invalid, but it wasn’t a “get out of jail free” card when I decided to go wild on my wife’s Amazonian physique. To save Ashley’s pride – since she was already sensitive about her size – I decided to frame the full-nelson play as a special reward for her hard work.
”Ugh♡ Yuuri is so mean! ♡” Ashley pouted. “Saving something that feels that good just as a reward? Now I’ll have no choice but to work even harder for this c**k of yours! ♡♡”
”Good. That’s how it should be,” I said, pulling her closer. “Don’t think I dote on you for nothing. Your charm isn’t just your p**sy. These tits, that face – everything about you is meant to please me. Don’t you forget it.”
My servants already knew I was a degenerate master drowned in lust.
They usually teased me for my obsession with their bodies, but this time, by acting like I was dissatisfied that I couldn’t “properly enjoy” her during the act, I managed to curb her more demanding requests.
”Y-Yes… ♡ I’ll serve you with everything I have, just so I can be loved by your body again! ♡♡”
”Damn right,” I muttered. “Just remember – from the top of your head to your toes, you belong to me.”
Satisfied with my claim on her, my childhood friend leaned in, intoxicated by the attention. I’d managed to keep the “strongman” facade from cracking for now. She peppered my neck with kisses before finally slipping out of my hands and climbing over me in the water.
”Hey! What are you – ?”
”Nnh♡ I won’t ask for another round… not yet♡” Ashley whispered. “You’ve already been so good to me today. But at least until we leave the bath, let me be your plaything… ♡”
Maybe this was her way of apologizing for getting carried away.
Up until now, I’d only been able to see her face in the mirror behind her. Seeing her this close – close enough for our noses to touch – reminded me just how stunning she really was. Her emerald eyes were clear as gemstones, peering into mine with endless fascination. As she pressed her chest against me and ground her hips slowly against my thigh, I felt a gentle, rolling wave of pleasure.
”Easy now,” I warned. “We really are out of time.”
”I know♡” she giggled. “We’ll save the rest for tonight♡”
Honestly, I had enough left in the tank to go again. But if I let myself get sucked into her pace without thinking of the physical toll, it was a one-way trip to total burnout.
I fought the urge to squeeze her ass and focused on the reminder I’d just given myself. As I looked at my favorite childhood friend, I felt a new resolve to make this last as long as possible. Even the nagging ache in my lower back seemed to fade just a little.
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When Ashley and I finally made it to the dining hall, every eye in the room landed on us.
It didn’t help that Ashley, who usually walked a respectful three paces behind me, was currently clinging to my arm with her head on my shoulder, refusing to let go.
The reactions from the other servants were instantaneous.
Marina gave a wry, knowing smile, seeing her head maid looking so thoroughly satisfied. Suzuri beamed with pride at her master’s “stamina.”
But Yui-tan, who was not used to being kept waiting, looked visibly pissed. She hopped up from her seat and started hovering around me, completely ignoring Ashley’s presence.
”Hey, watch it. Don’t go rubbing those tits in my face,” I snapped. “That’s bedroom-only behavior.”
”Hmph. You kept me waiting forever while you were busy flirting,” Yui huffed. “I think a little divine punishment for a shameless guy like Yuuri-kun is only fair.”
Her voice buzzed around me as she flitted from side to side.
Back when she had her full goddess powers, I might have been intimidated. Now? She was just a nuisance. But since I’d just scolded her for being “too much,” I couldn’t exactly use her crotch tattoo to shut her up. After a few failed attempts to grab her, I gave up.
”Gods, stop buzzing around like a fly! And quit wearing that fluttery thing – I don’t know where to look!”
”What? Even without my powers, these Heavenly Clothes⁴ are the real deal, you know?” Yui teased, fluttering the hem of her sheer fabric. “They won’t let your perverted eyes see anything… unless you were to, say, tug on the corner? Then they might just slip right off♡♡”
The moment I stopped chasing her, she turned into a cat desperate for attention. She drifted just within arm’s reach, waving the hem of her dress at me.
I felt a surge of heat in my gut, but her smug expression pissed me off. I turned toward Suzuri, who was still sitting politely.
”Suzuri, make Yui an actual outfit,” I said. “If I have to introduce her to anyone, I’m not having my reputation ruined by her walking around in that ‘scandalous’ getup.”
”Hah!? Excuse me!?” Yui shrieked. “I’m a goddess! There isn’t a single inch of me that would be embarrassing to show off!”
She still didn’t get it.
But seeing her get worked up like that was actually pretty cute, now that she couldn’t actually smite me. I stepped toward her, and for once, Yui didn’t fly away. Her rainbow-colored eyes wavered with a hint of genuine fear.
”Don’t be an idiot,” I growled. “Those clothes are too good for a servant. If you want to dress like that, do it when you’re trying to seduce me or when we’re in the Labyrinth. Otherwise, you’re wearing what I give you for the sake of modesty. I’m the only one who gets to enjoy that body of yours as long as I’m breathing. Got it?”
”Ah♡ Aah… ♡” Yui gasped. “Yuuri-kun… for a mere Apostle, you sure are arrogant♡ Trying to monopolize the beauty of a god… how insolent! How disrespectful! ♡♡”
The sheer honesty of my greed seemed to stun her. Her body stiffened, and I easily caught her by the arm.
Thanks to the Workshop’s⁵ contract, she couldn’t pull away once I had a grip on her. I pulled her into my arms and peered into her face. Her bravado had evaporated, her shifting eyes looking everywhere but at me.
”Damn right,” I said. “And you’re the one who let me. So, are you going to wear the clothes or not? Give me a straight answer.”
”I… I’ll wear them♡” Yui whispered, her face flushing. “I’ll wear Yuuri-kun’s uniform… I’ll let everyone know that this Goddess has finally submitted… ♡♡”
To a goddess, there is no greater expression of divine majesty than the display of a body crafted to absolute perfection. Only the most diaphanous silks, designed to reveal as much skin as possible, are fit to drape her form. To be forced into the garments of another is a humiliation akin to being bound in coarse, abrasive hemp rope.
And yet, Yui – whose name carries the very meaning of “bride” – now finds a perverse joy in being the object of her husband’s desire alone. Torn between her ancient pride and these budding emotions, she reached a tenuous resolution: she would bare her skin only to the one man she had vowed to follow for eternity.
Yuuri sat across from a silent, exasperated Marina and a beaming, bolt-upright Suzuri. He held the now-mellowed Yui tucked under one arm, while on the other, Ashley – the one who had truly subdued the goddess – clung to him with a look of pure intoxication. Yuuri felt a flicker of unease at how his inner circle had solidified into a group of “yes-men.” As a final plea for sanity, he turned toward his oldest ally. Marina met his eyes and, with a heavy sigh, gave a single, firm nod.
”Honestly… Yui-sa – ahem,” Marina coughed, correcting herself. “Even Yui is completely pampered now. If I end up falling for you too, Yuuri, this whole party is finished. I wish you’d show a little more appreciation for the stress I’m under.”
”I know,” Yuuri said quietly. “I’m incredibly grateful, and it kills me to put this on you. But you’re the only one I can truly rely on. I promise I’ll make it up to you, so please, just bear with me for now. By the way… did you drop the honorifics with Yui?”
Marina harbored a deep reverence for Shelm, the one who had granted her reincarnation. Consequently, when Yui joined as a Servant⁶, Marina had been agonizing over the social hierarchy. It was already a mess between her and Ashley, and a goddess in the mix threatened to make it an impossible tangle. However, now that Yui had “fallen” to Servant status and voluntarily stepped back, it seemed Marina’s administrative headaches wouldn’t be skyrocketing just yet.
”Yeah,” Marina replied. “Yui told me she was fine being at the bottom of the ladder. We’re all going to be your wives eventually, Yuuri, so it felt wrong to keep acting so formal. I’m… still trying my best to act casual, as she asked.”
”I’m sorry for the trouble,” Yuuri said. “Truly. If there’s anything I can do, just say it. You’re my last line of defense, Marina.”
No matter how haughtily he acted toward gods or childhood friends, Yuuri could never stand tall against this particular partner-in-crime. Even seeing him grant her such blatant special treatment, the other three didn’t show a hint of resentment. They understood exactly how exhausting the diplomacy of their journey was. For the sake of enjoying this comfortable life of devotion, they were happy to look the other way.
”Well then, let’s get to it,” Marina said, her tone sharpening. “Ashley came back in an awfully good mood. I assume you didn’t make another ridiculous promise? You’re a soft touch, Yuuri – one whiff of a woman’s perfume and you’re putty. I’m half-convinced that ‘grumpy’ act at the Cathedral was just a setup to bait you into her latest scheme.”
”Guh – too sharp, as always,” Yuuri muttered. “Fine, I’m not making excuses anymore. But you’re all in this with me.”
Upon returning with Yui as his bride, Yuuri had commanded Marina and the others to transcend their mortal lifespans, to remain by his side as long as the two goddesses did. Even then, the weight of such an eternal commitment had felt like a fever dream. But for the insatiable Ashley, eternity wasn’t enough. Having been goaded into a competition of obsession where losing was a disgrace, Yuuri confessed he had committed them to a future even more distant and unknowable. At the news, Marina simply slumped face-first onto the table.
”I’ll go! Forever!” Suzuri chirped, looking ready to dance. “Please, Yuuri, use my body… let me bear your legacy until I have nothing left to give!”
”Wait, are you serious?” Yuuri asked, startled.
”Well, I suppose I’ll just have to tweak the long-term projections a bit,” Yui added. Her tone suggested she already had a separate plot in motion to ensure exactly that.
In contrast, the brilliant Marina was clearly calculating the sheer magnitude of the hardships such a journey would entail. She clutched her head in her hands.
”Urgh… I’d hate to be the only one left behind, but we can’t just drift through life aimlessly for that long! It’s impossible!”
”I know I’m asking for the world, Marina,” Yuuri said, pressing his forehead against the table in a desperate plea. “But it has to be you! Please, I’m begging you!”
There was no one else. Without Marina to handle the world outside their circle, they would eventually wither away, even in the safety of a labyrinth. Silence hung over the table for a long moment.
”Lift your head, Yuuri,” Marina said. “I’m not going to lose faith in you over this. But… this is a massive decision. I need time to steel myself for what ‘forever’ means. I’ll give you a provisional ‘yes’ for now, but I’ll give you my real answer later.”
”I understand,” Yuuri replied. “I won’t force you. I’ll work every day to be the kind of man you’ll want to follow.”
If it were the other three, he could have simply dragged them to the bedroom to seal the deal. But Marina was different. You couldn’t win her heart with a moment of passion; losing her clarity of mind would be an irreparable loss. He had to show her he was a master worth serving. His sincerity seemed to reach her; her expression softened, and she gave a slow, meaningful nod.
”I’m holding you to that,” Marina said. “Alright. Let’s set that aside. It’s time to talk about the Labyrinth. Yui, you said you’d help, but what kind of ‘method’ requires a goddess to become a Servant?”
Marina exhaled deeply, and the image of the long-suffering wife vanished. When she opened her golden eyes again, she wore the face of a cold, pragmatic ruler – one who wouldn’t yield an inch, even to a deity. Yui, too, shed her playful demeanor. She met the priestess’s gaze with the terrifying dignity of a god.
”Yes. It was a necessary sacrifice,” Yui explained. “I am a god whose only way to help mortals is through Skills. And I’m afraid this specific Skill can’t be logged in the (Familial Workshop)⁷. It’s… special. Depending on how things went, it’s a power I might have even passed on to you, Marina.”
Because Yui was divine, her soul followed a different set of rules. She could hide or reveal her skills at will; the (Familial Workshop) hadn’t automatically gained her entire repertoire just because she signed a contract. Yuuri understood why she was being so cautious. This was a Skill meant for Reincarnators. She wasn’t just hiding it from the world – she was preventing the system itself from breaking it down into components for others to use. She had surrendered her freedom to keep the reins of this power in her own hands.
With a Skill that powerful, even the “Monster Attrition Floors” that blocked their path might finally be conquerable. Yet, as he looked at the lustful goddess, Yuuri couldn’t shake one nagging doubt: Did she really accept this humiliation just to help them? Or did she have a much more self-serving reason?
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Summary:
Yuuri and Ashley finish a grueling s*xual session in the bath, where Yuuri secretly uses his Restoration skill to recover from physical strain. They transition to the dining hall, meeting Marina, Suzuri, and a jealous Yui. Yuuri asserts his authority over the former goddess Yui, demanding she wear more modest clothing to signify her submission to him.
Yuuri negotiates with his party members, specifically his childhood friend Marina, regarding their commitment to stay with him for an eternal lifespan. While others like Suzuri and Yui accept immediately, Marina requires time to process the weight of the decision. Yui reveals she has become a ‘Servant’ to provide a powerful, secret skill for their upcoming Labyrinth conquest.
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Trivia:
- Yuuri is actually struggling physically despite his ‘strong’ appearance; he is relying on slow healing to keep up with his partners.
- Restoration was shared with Marina a year ago but hasn’t leveled up because she never gets hurt.
- The ‘full-nelson play’ is being framed as a reward specifically to manage Ashley’s stamina requests without hurting her feelings about her size.
- Yui’s ‘Heavenly Clothes’ are translucent and technically divine artifacts, not just normal clothing.
- The ‘Workshop’ provides a literal coercive force that prevents servants from resisting their master’s physical touch.
- Marina is a reincarnator and holds Shelm in high regard.
- Yui’s name literally means ‘bride.’
- The (Familial Workshop) is a system tool that usually logs skills, but Yui’s divine nature allows her to bypass it.
- Ashley was the one who initially ‘subdued’ Yui.
- The choice to live forever is not a passive one; it requires active resolve and mental fortitude to avoid ‘becoming ill’ in the Labyrinth
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Character Insight:
Yuuri shows a calculating side, managing the ego and stamina of his harem through tactical framing of ‘rewards.’ Yui displays a classic tsundere/fallen-grace dynamic, finding arousal in Yuuri’s ‘blasphemous’ arrogance.
Marina shows her strength by not being swayed by s*xual or emotional pressure, forcing Yuuri to earn her loyalty as a master. Yui demonstrates high intelligence by intentionally choosing the ‘humiliated’ status of a servant to retain control over her divine skills.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author focuses heavily on the power dynamics between the Master and his diverse servants, balancing the ‘isekai hero’ trope with the physical reality of managing multiple high-stamina partners.
The author uses the juxtaposition of ‘harem banter’ with heavy existential questions about the burden of immortality to ground the fantasy setting.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Ashley – Count’s daughter, royal attendant, has a crush on Yuuri.
• Marina – First Princess of Restea—needs labyrinth escort.
• Suzuri – A scout who braved the labyrinth and lured a petrifying monster to protect her friends. Tall, statuesque, flawlessly pale skin, powerfully toned yet soft and feminine, with long, flowing black hair identical to Marina. Her body have muscles but slim. Her breasts are very large, full, high-set, and overtly described as “too big for her frame,”
• 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.
• Shelm – Wicked Goddess, reincarnated Yuuri, manipulative, wants him to use his power.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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