Chapter 205 Overcoming
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I did exactly as I’d promised, making her come five times straight. Throughout it all, I let the praise rain down on Yui while she fought through the haze of her own exhaustion.
Naturally, I did it to push her toward completing her first act of service, but it was also a setup for the “treat” I had waiting in the wings.
Yui, ever the sucker for a compliment, reached the heights of ecstasy in a state of pure, blissful surrender. Now, she lay on the bed, her breath coming in the soft, shallow clips of deep sleep. At first, she’d tried to keep up appearances, intoxicated by her own perceived competence, but my admiration for her perfect physique finally broke her. While I was drying her hair and body, she simply let go of her consciousness.
I used the house line to call Suzuri, ordering her to prepare Yui’s new outfit.
Ideally, I would have summoned Ashley, since she also handles the livery¹, but I knew Suzuri would just shrink away if her sister were around. I decided this was the perfect time to break her of that habit. Yet, even though they were supposed to be fellow servants, Suzuri couldn’t bring herself to get near the naked goddess, even with me standing right there. Her mind knew the woman was powerless, but her shinobi instincts-scarred by the memory of being toyed with by divine strength-were screaming at her to avoid the threat.
”There’s no need to be that afraid,” I said. “Even if she were faking and tried to jump you, you could handle her easily. Besides, she only ever caught people off guard with her skills or her authority as a goddess. With those restricted, she’s got nothing to use against you.”
”I… I understand that logically, my lord,” Suzuri replied, her voice trembling. “But it is beyond my control. To fail your command would be a disgrace to my bloodline! I will answer your order here and now, even if it demands my life!”
She looked as if she were marching toward her execution. I almost felt like spoiling her, as she was a loyal servant, but we were going to be trusting each other with our lives from here on out. I needed these mental walls torn down. If Yui’s past tyranny was the cause of this trauma, Suzuri shouldn’t have to be the one to carry it.
It was time for some shock therapy. Ignoring her small shriek of surprise, I scooped her up and carried her toward the bed. I leveraged her loyalty-her shame at making her master do the work-to force her into action.
It worked. Her hand reached out fearfully toward Yui’s solar plexus. The moment her fingers brushed that white skin-still flushed and warm from the bath-I felt the tension in Suzuri’s body begin to slacken.
”She’s… so warm,” Suzuri whispered. “And her skin is like silk. I see now why you were so determined to have her, my lord.”
Unlike Suzuri’s own body, which was a weapon honed for war, Yui’s flesh was a masterpiece designed for adoration. Touching a “higher being” she once feared to even look at shattered the spell. It sparked a new curiosity in Suzuri-an interest in a woman who now shared her destiny as a subordinate.
I wondered how this new servant intended to win her master’s favor.
As if testing her limits, Suzuri began to gently stroke Yui’s unresisting skin. It wasn’t the touch of a fearful subject anymore; it was the touch of someone recognizing a rival.
”Exactly,” I said. “I just spent a good while making sure she knows exactly where she stands. But Suzuri… to really make it sink in that she isn’t a god anymore, I need your help. As long as she’s my wife, she wears what you wear. I won’t have her acting high and mighty in ‘divine raiment’ when she’s my servant. So, we start with the underwear. Those massive breasts she used to hide behind gossamer? We’re going to cover them with thick fabric made by human hands.”
”Oh… how bold! You truly fear nothing, not even the heavens, my lord!” Suzuri’s eyes glazed with a transgressive thrill. “To think you’d make me your accomplice! Of course, I am yours to command. If I can complete such a scandalous task, I’ll be one step closer to reaching Big Sis’s level!”
When I finally set her down at the bedside, Suzuri didn’t pull away.
Instead, she leaned in with newfound zeal, measuring Yui’s proportions to manifest the mark of servitude. Seeing her dive in like that brought me a genuine sense of relief. Unlike Ashley, who fought on conviction, or Marina, who accepted everything out of love, Suzuri had no personal reason to stand her ground against a goddess. She’d spent her time hiding behind her sisters. But now that the goddess herself was a “junior” in the ranks, Suzuri had to step up.
”Ah! To think she offered such a magnificent body to you, my lord!” Suzuri’s hands hovered over the goddess. “This body… this flesh that draws every eye… it must be made clear to everyone that it belongs to you!”
Her natural urge to be useful had overridden her fear. Even facing a god, her heart was strong enough to suppress her awe once she had a mission.
”Oh! This is… incredible! These peaks… they rival Big Sis’s!” Suzuri gasped. “To cover these… and the place below… she must understand they are your property now.”
The trembling ninja was gone. The second she realized Yui wasn’t going to wake up, she began to shamelessly explore every curve, visualizing the lingerie that would soon claim her. Suzuri raised her hands over the breasts that remained firm even in sleep. In her palms, a pure white bra with delicate embroidery flickered into existence.
”Damn, those are huge,” I muttered.
”Hehe, and here I thought you got your fill looking at Big Sis every night,” Suzuri teased. “But we can’t stop here. Her s*x, too-this tightly closed flower-must be kept secret until you demand it, my lord.”
Why does the thought of underwear stir a man’s blood so much? Even with the real, naked thing right in front of me, the idea of the fabric covering it made my imagination run wild.
Seeing that I was still very much “interested,” Suzuri placed the bra over Yui’s twin mounds. She pointedly traced the Crest of Subjugation² on the goddess’s crotch before activating her Purity Seal³. A pair of matching white panties materialized in the air.
”There,” Suzuri said, stepping back. “All that’s left is for you to finish the job. I imagine you’d prefer to do the honors yourself?”
The lingerie sat on Yui’s perfect frame, a silent taunt to the sleeping goddess. She was about to be dressed in the uniform of a slave, and she was too far gone to even fight back. The sight of the haughty Yui in such a vulnerable state made the heat in my bathrobe nearly unbearable. I caught Suzuri gulping as she sensed my excitement, and I gave her a dark grin.
”Well done, Suzuri. If you keep this up, I’ll let you watch while I dote on her later.”
”I… I return to your service, my lord! I promise!” Suzuri shivered with anticipation.
I looked down at Yui. She seemed to trust her husband completely; she didn’t even flinch. I traced her bottom lip and stroked her cheek. To my surprise, she leaned into my hand with a goofy, happy little smile.
”Hmph. You’re being way too careless for a god who’s about to be turned into a common human, my little Goddess-sama.”
Suzuri was too busy vibrating with joy to answer. She knelt by the bed, waiting. In a rare moment of gentleness, I took the bra strap and slid it over Yui’s arm. She remained blissfully unaware of her own demotion. I gripped her smooth shoulder, lifting her just enough to slide the straps home.
”She really won’t wake up, will she?” I asked. “You guys usually bolt upright the second I even look at you in the morning.”
”That’s because we are your servants,” Suzuri whispered. “Your gaze always has a bit of ‘hunger’ in it, my lord… we can feel it even in our sleep.”
I had to wonder: just how deep did the Workshop’s forced devotion actually go?
It seemed that even the most private moments of peace a person could find in sleep were destined to be smothered by their Master’s desires. Until now, I’d thought the servants were all strangely good at waking up early, but it was nothing more than a skill-based interference⁴ with their rest. When I timidly questioned Suzuri about this tyranny I’d been unaware of, she simply blushed rapturously and spoke with total nonchalance.
While she likely didn’t mind being forced awake by her Master, being roused when one should still be deep in slumber is just plain unhealthy. I had no choice but to vow to myself that, from now on, I wouldn’t force myself out of bed until one of my servants came to wake me.
”I… I see. But if that’s the case, why isn’t this one waking up?” I asked.
”Haa… perhaps her devotion to Yuuri-kun is still lacking,” Suzuri replied. “If you’ll pardon my saying so, with a body as exquisite as hers, she likely believes she can satisfy you without ever having to lift a finger in actual service.”
Suzuri’s observation felt uncomfortably plausible. No matter how unapproachable I might have found her before, this shinobi girl would never avert her eyes from a potential threat. She analyzes an opponent’s traits to the best of her ability and uses that data to find a way to slip away. Thus, her advice was well worth heeding; her words perfectly matched the selfish temperament of Yui, who still hadn’t quite shaken off her “goddess” ego.
”Is that so? In that case, she won’t mind if I enjoy myself while she sleeps, right?”
”As you wish. If she still lacks the proper mindset for service, she should at least use her body to be of use to Yuuri-kun.”
As Yui says herself, a fallen goddess is the lowest of the low among the servants. In that regard, I could tolerate her clumsy attempts at service compared to her predecessors. However, using that as an excuse to spoil her would set a poor example for the other three who serve me so faithfully.
Though it was mostly for show, I sharpened my tone and questioned Suzuri with feigned anger. Her response, however, was utterly blunt. She sold out the goddess she once feared so much without a second thought, then fell silent once more and returned to her knees.
”I appreciate the advice. Well, it’s certainly a problem if one of my servants lacks sincerity, but I suppose taking advantage of someone while they’re sleeping is a talent of its own. I’ll let myself have my way with her here, and we’ll call it even.”
Both Suzuri and Yui, different as they were, were both lovable wives to me. I had no desire to disparage Yui beyond what was necessary to rouse her masochism, so I kept my comments on her immaturity as a servant to a minimum. Suzuri seemed to understand this, as she offered no further remarks.
Turning back to the sleeping Yui, I resumed the task of dressing her in her lingerie. I climbed onto the bed, adjusted the shoulder straps, and fastened the hooks at her back. I then slid my hands into the cups, meticulously arranging her breasts.
As I did so, her body seemed to mistake my touch for a deliberate caress. Yui’s elegant brows furrowed as if in a bittersweet ache. A sharp moan escaped her lips, and her still-exposed crotch rubbed together in an unconscious reflex. As I watched her alluring figure with a surge of primal lust, the crotch tattoo⁵—which had been dormant since our last intense encounter—began to reclaim its faint, pulsing glow, as if sensing its Master’s gaze.
”Alright, the top looks good enough. Next is the bottom… but man, she really isn’t waking up. Hey, Yui. You better wake up and resist, or I’m really going to turn you into nothing more than a human woman.”
To a proud goddess, being reduced to a mere human should be the ultimate taboo. And yet, despite her body responding so honestly to the pleasure, Yui did not wake. It felt as though her husband’s affection granted her a special dispensation for such divine irreverence. Even though I knew it was wrong, I felt a strange sense of fulfillment swelling in my chest.
I picked up the panties that had been kicked aside by her writhing hips, took hold of her soft toes, and slid them up to her ankles. I continued to stroke the soles of her feet with a bit of extra playfulness, but even by the time I had traced every delicate wrinkle on those newly-tender soles, Yui remained lost in a deep, undisturbed sleep.
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Summary:
Yuuri deepens his control over the fallen goddess Yui through repeated acts of intimacy, leaving her utterly exhausted and asleep—a moment he uses to help his servant Suzuri confront her lingering fear of Yui’s once-divine presence. When Yuuri later learns that his master-skill subtly disrupts his servants’ rest, he questions Suzuri about Yui’s continued slumber, their discussion revealing the goddess’s fragile ego and waning sense of divinity.
To mark her irreversible descent from deity to servant, Yuuri instructs Suzuri to clothe the sleeping Yui in human-made lingerie, the act blending symbolism and command as Yui’s body instinctively reacts, sealing her transformation both in spirit and status.
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Trivia:
- Yui’s former status as a goddess was so terrifying that Suzuri, a trained shinobi, has physical trauma reactions near her.
- The lingerie produced is not just clothing but ‘livery,’ a magical mark of servitude.
- Yui is currently unconscious and being dressed without her consent as a form of ‘humanizing’ punishment.
- The ‘Familial Workshop’ has an underlying psychological effect that makes servants hyper-aware of their master’s gaze.
- The servants’ ‘good morning’ habit is actually a magical compulsion/skill.
- Suzuri is a shinobi and views interactions through a lens of threat analysis.
- Yui’s status as a ‘fallen goddess’ makes her the lowest-ranked servant despite her previous divinity.
- The ‘crotch tattoo’ is a physical mark of the master-servant bond that reacts to Yuuri’s attention
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Character Insight:
Suzuri shows significant growth by transitioning from paralyzing fear to transgressive excitement, essentially ‘corrupting’ her awe into a shared secret with Yuuri. Yuuri continues to balance his role as a loving husband with that of a dominant master who utilizes ‘shock therapy’ to manage his harem.
Yuuri struggles with the morality of his ‘tyranny’ while simultaneously indulging in it, showing a mix of protective instinct and predatory desire. Suzuri demonstrates cold pragmatism by ‘selling out’ her fellow servant to maintain the Master’s favor.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author uses the act of dressing a god in human underwear as a literal and symbolic stripping of divinity, common in ‘subjugation’ themed light novels.
The author uses the contrast between divine status and physical submission to heighten the ‘corruption’ theme common in this genre.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Yui – A former goddess of Shelm now turned into Yuuri’s servant and bride. She has rainbow-colored eyes, rainbow-tinted silver hair, and a voluptuous, fleshy body. She bears a crotch tattoo (Kokan no Monshou) that throbbed with a reddish-black light. A former goddess who has recently become a human and a servant. She has a ‘crotch tattoo’ that reacts to mana. She has long hair and a body described as having a soft backside and cleavage.
• 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,”
• Ashley – Count’s daughter, royal attendant, has a crush on Yuuri.
• Marina – First Princess of Restea—needs labyrinth escort.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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