Chapter 188 Himezaki Rieslett ⑫
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The doors to the Monster Hunter Guild¹ swung open, and every eye in the room locked onto us. Some men turned beet-red, others sneered with contempt, but most just wore the greasy, low-life smirks of those looking for a cheap thrill.
My gear hadn’t changed much. I was still dressed like a “Demonic Wolf Knight” from a popular RPG. The only difference was the tail attached to my panties-and the fact that those same panties were fitted with a built-in anal plug. The tail twitched and flicked on its own, a traitorous barometer that read my every emotion.
Between the “walks” I’d been forced into lately, my rear was being systematically broken in. To be honest, the constant stimulation was starting to feel… good. And I was supposed to be the “normal” one.
Alisha, Mime, and Mercedes were in an even more humiliating state. They weren’t showing much skin-in fact, they were covered nearly head to toe. But they were vacuum-sealed into these suffocatingly tight rubber suits. The material was so thin it left nothing to the imagination; the tips of their breasts and the deep clefts of their crotches were on full display. The dark brown color was the only thing stopping them from looking completely naked, though if the suits had been skin-toned, it wouldn’t have mattered.
Actually, even like this, we might as well be naked.
These rubber suits were incredibly durable, however. They wouldn’t tear even if slashed or stabbed, and they absorbed almost all impact from blunt force. Apparently, they were designed to disperse damage across the entire body. But no matter how “superior” it was as armor, the shame was overwhelming. Just looking at them made my stomach turn. While Alisha maintained a mask of composure, Mime and Mercedes were flushed crimson, staring at the floor and writhing in silence.
This was our other punishment: living our daily lives in these clothes. This wasn’t a one-day thing, either. Including today, we’d been stuck in this gear for a full week.
Aside from my “walks,” Alisha and the others only had to work the “night shift” once every three days. In exchange, they were required to spend every other waking moment like this. My walks, however, were an every-day requirement. The “mating”-I refuse to call that filth “s*x”-was a different story.
”Alisha… aren’t you embarrassed?” I asked.
Alisha, the most unfazed of the three, looked at me. “If I said I wasn’t~, I’d be lying through my teeth~. But my job involves showing my bare body to gentlemen anyway~. I suppose I’ve just… gotten used to it…”
”Used to it? I don’t think that’s the kind of thing you should get used to,” I replied.
”Ufufu~, I suppose you’re right~,” Alisha said with a hollow laugh. There was a flicker of something cold in her eyes-a total, empty resignation.
”More importantly~, let’s pick out today’s job~.”
Alisha sauntered toward the request board. The men in the hall broke into a low stir as her bakunyuu² bounced with every step. Meanwhile, the women shot her looks of pure, unadulterated envy.
”Miss Reese~, how about this one~?”
”Slaying a Death Mantis? Looks solid. Mime, Mercedes, you okay with this?” I asked.
”I don’t care what it is, just make it snappy,” Mime muttered, her face glowing red. “I’m so embarrassed I could crawl into a hole and die…”
”I don’t want to stand around in this suit for another second! Let’s go!” Mercedes hissed.
I headed to the receptionist to confirm the quest. But even for me, every step was a struggle. The plug was working me over from the inside, and things were starting to get… difficult.
That was likely why none of us noticed the shadows following us.
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We didn’t realize they were there until the Death Mantis was already dead.
We had just finished harvesting the scythe-the proof of the kill-when a group of men boxed us in. They all wore the same predatory grins, their eyes locked onto our bodies while the fronts of their pants bulged. Normally, I would have sensed them a mile away. But my mind was a fog of humiliation. Even Alisha was so preoccupied with her own shame that she’d failed to notice the tail.
”Can we help you with something?” Mercedes asked, dodging their gaze.
”Heh heh… damn, you girls are dressed for a good time, aren’t ya?”
”We’re not wearing this by choice,” she replied.
”Oh, sure you aren’t. We know who you are. You’re those ‘Toilet Slaves’ from the slum brothel, right?”
”Which means you’re just a bunch of thirsty sluts who’ll take it from anyone. No point in being polite, then, is there?”
”We’ve been watching you walk around in those suits all week. We’re at our breaking point.”
Not everyone in Greedia’s Monster Hunter Guild is a hero. The place is crawling with thugs and criminals who haven’t been caught yet. These guys were the worst of the lot.
”Hey, isn’t that the one who got her chest flashed during that match at the Arena?”
”Oh, yeah! Hey, sweetheart. Why don’t you show ’em to us again?”
”Gah…!” I instinctively recoiled. Their slimy stares made my skin crawl. On paper, I was stronger than them, but I couldn’t move. I was like a deer in the headlights. Mime and Mercedes looked just as paralyzed, likely reliving the nightmares of the bandits.
Just as I thought we were about to be toyed with, Alisha stepped in front of us.
”I’ll be your partner~. You can do whatever you want to me~,” she said quietly.
”Alisha!?”
”It’s fine~. I’m used to handling gentlemen, after all~.”
She might have been “used to it,” but this wasn’t a job. This was rape. Yet there she was, trying to protect us. I hated myself for being so useless. I watched, frozen, as Alisha prepared to be violated.
But it never happened.
”Hell yeah. I’m gonna bury myself in those massive-ACK!?”
”That is quite enough. I will not tolerate any further insolence.”
Out of nowhere, a girl had the leader in a chokehold, a razor-sharp kunai³ pressed to his throat.
”These women are the property of my Master,” the girl said. “If you wish to use them, do so at the designated time and place.”
”Ugh… gah…”
”Or perhaps you would prefer to ignore my warning? If so, I will simply castrate you and leave your filthy, pathetic ‘junk’ in the dirt.”
The men turned a sickly shade of grey. They looked like they wanted to rush her, but the girl shut them down with a single, icy glare.
”Choose. You can wait a few days and have your way with them, or you can lose your manhood right here.”
”Wait, wait! I-I get it! We’re leaving! Just put the knife away!”
”Good. I am glad you can be reasonable.”
The girl-Fran-released the man and stepped between us and the thugs. She didn’t lower her guard.
”Hey… you serious? If we wait a few days, we can really use them as ‘Toilet Slaves’ at that place?”
”Yes. With the exception of Rieslett Himezaki. Master has given his word that you may do as you please with the others at that time.”
”Fine. We’ll wait until then. Let’s move out, boys.”
The men grumbled and slunk away. The moment they were gone, my legs gave out and I collapsed onto the dirt. The terror of those hungry eyes was still vibrating through me.
Then there was Fran. She was dressed in black ninja-style gear, but on closer inspection, she wasn’t wearing a single thing underneath. Her n**ipss were clearly visible through the fabric. She was the picture of an obscene kunoichi.
”Why…?” I managed to choke out.
”Surveillance,” Fran replied. “Master ordered it. I am here to ensure you do not do anything ‘unnecessary.’ Suicide, for instance. And to protect you from common trash.”
I didn’t understand. Surveillance made sense-he wanted us on a leash. But “protecting” us?
”As I told those men, you are Master’s property,” she continued. “What becomes of you is for Master alone to decide. He does not find it acceptable for his property to be further defiled by such mindless fools.”
”That’s a load of crap!” Mime screamed. “If he cares about us being ‘defiled,’ then why is he putting us through this!? It makes no sense!”
”There is no contradiction,” Fran’s answer was cold and absolute. “You are Master’s property. How he chooses to use his property is his business and his alone.”
In other words, he didn’t want us “spoiled” by anyone else. Not unless he ordered it.
”That is the reality of your situation. Goodbye.”
Fran turned to leave, then paused.
”Oh, right. Consider this a bit of a monologue. The reason he treats you so cruelly-the reason he makes you hate him-is entirely intentional. And… Master is still being tormented by the ghost of that degenerate. Perhaps it is because the shadow of that man still lingers within all of you. As long as you cling to the memory of that monster, your situation will never change. Perhaps you should let Master overwrite those memories, even if he has to do it by force. That is all. Farewell.”
And just like that, Fran vanished. Like a ghost.
He’s making us hate him on purpose? But why?
There was no one left to answer.
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Summary:
Rieslett and her companions, dressed in humiliating rubber suits, visit the Guild to take a quest. They are harassed by thugs but are saved by Fran, a kunoichi serving their Master. Fran reveals that their Master’s cruelty is intentional and meant to overwrite the trauma left by their previous abuser.
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Trivia:
- The rubber suits provide actual defensive absorption despite their erotic appearance.
- Alisha’s resignation is a psychological defense mechanism.
- The Master considers them ‘property’ and forbids others from ‘defiling’ them without permission.
- Fran is wearing nothing under her ninja gear.
- The Master is still mentally affected by the ‘degenerate’ man from the characters’ pasts
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Character Insight:
Rieslett is beginning to feel physical pleasure from her humiliation, signaling a break in her ‘normal’ psyche. Fran shows a complex loyalty where she protects the slaves not out of kindness, but out of ownership and the Master’s long-term plan to ‘overwrite’ them.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author uses the ‘Toilet Slave’ and ‘anal plug’ tropes to emphasize the complete loss of dignity, contrasting it with high-fantasy elements like the Monster Hunter Guild.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Mercedes – A girl with rare black hair in a sea of blondes and browns, small‑chested, precise enough to trim her pubic hair into an inverted triangle, with large, upturned eyes that used to sparkle but went flat after trauma. Member of the Renegade clan, she wields fire magic with tight control and is weirdly picky about cleanliness, especially when it comes to Sugita, who she treats with a mix of cold fastidiousness and deep disgust.
• Alisha – Fluffy pink‑haired miko with a huge, triple‑digit chest who’s way more dangerous than she looks. Kidnapped along with the merchant’s daughter and the rest, she’s a member of the Renegade clan. Wields a spiked morning‑star mace like it’s a fashion accessory. Looks gorgeous and holy, but when tortured, she flips into full psychotic mode—chaotic, unhinged, and survivability‑mode only.
• Mime – Short‑haired, cat‑eyed merc with wheat skin and a tight, athletic build that screams “I lift.” She swings a primitive stone axe like it’s nothing and sticks with the Renegade clan like a pro. She’s all business in a fight, but the second anyone mentions her comrade Marl, the tough‑girl act cracks and the worry shows through.
• Reese – Jessica’s sister. Described by Alice as a beautiful blonde lady. She was previously under the control of Sugita’s skill and left in a state of despair and exposure after the effect ended.
• Fran – Chaperone for the girls. Uses kunai in combat. Does not possess the Item Box skill.
• Himezaki – Himezaki Rieslett. A half-Japanese, half-Swedish girl with a youthful appearance. Often mistaken for her mother’s sister. A blonde or brunette girl. Currently wearing a black cloak over a white shirt, accented with a red ribbon tie. A navy-blue, knee-length pleated skirt, black knee-highs, and brown leather shoes.
• Rieslett – Half‑Japanese, half‑Swedish girl with that forever‑young look—people keep mistaking her for her mom’s sister. Blonde (sometimes looks brunette under certain light). Outfit’s a clean mix: black cloak, white shirt, red ribbon tie, navy pleated skirt, knee‑highs, brown leather shoes. Works at Natsumi’s manor, got caught up in Sugita’s mess, and yeah… it didn’t end well.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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