Volume 7 Chapter 18 Praise, Laud, and Pamper*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Cassandra has a severe personality. She’s strict not only with others but with herself as well. Judging by her Skill Levels, she clearly never misses a day of training. Even on this expedition, I haven’t seen her let her guard down once during our breaks. She’s always the first to take initiative, whether it’s barking orders at the troops or keeping a sharp eye on the perimeter.
On the flip side, she’s terrible at relying on people. She’s the type to shoulder everything alone until she breaks. She views her “Nightly Service”¹ to me as a formal responsibility-a penance for her defeat-and she’s determined to see it through properly without flinching. That raw sense of duty is honestly something to be admired.
Furthermore, she’s intensely proud of her lineage; her family has produced knights for generations, and she’s obsessed with reclaiming their lost honor. If it were up to her, she’d probably go charging off to find Otto by herself. But the synergy between a Knight and a Heavy Warrior is awkward at best, and Otto is higher level anyway. Even if she found him, she’d have a hard time winning. Luckily-or perhaps unluckily-her sense of duty as a Knight and Vice-Captain is what’s keeping her grounded.
Constant effort means constant tension. If you keep that string pulled tight for too long, the slightest nudge can make it snap. Back in my Previous Life², I can’t count how many times my body gave out the moment a busy season ended. In normal times, you just sleep it off, but in an emergency-especially mid-combat-that’s a death sentence. To prevent that, I think some moderate downtime is mandatory.
If Cassandra had a lover or a close friend, she could blow off some steam by venting, but she doesn’t seem to have anyone like that. I suspect her “wall of ice” personality is a direct result of that isolation.
Long story short: what Cassandra needs right now is “Healing.” For her body, a massage. For her mind… well, I have a few other ideas.
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Just like yesterday, I begin massaging Cassandra’s body with aroma oils. I’m using rose again, but since I have a specific plan for later, I keep the massage strictly wholesome for now. Cassandra was clearly bracing herself for another “sensual” session, but I avoid her sensitive spots entirely. She ends up looking a bit bewildered, as if she’d been geared up for a fight that never started.
”What’s with the face? Did you want me to make you ‘feel good’ like yesterday?”
”Infuriating as your techniques are, Daisuke… I have no need for sexual pleasure right now.”
She snaps back bluntly. She accepts the massage itself, but she’s still playing the “passive observer” when it comes to the lewd stuff. I guess the fact that she isn’t ignoring me entirely is progress.
Now that the massage is done, I lie down next to her and open my arms wide in an “Over here” gesture.
”Cassandra, come here.”
”I was hoping we could finish quickly-“
”Oh, don’t be so shy, Cassandra~”
”Ah! Hey!”
I grab her hand as she tries to decline and pull her straight into my chest. Of course, she wasn’t actually being “shy,” I just needed an excuse to reel her in. As she glares up at me, I keep my voice as tender as possible.
”…What is the meaning of this?”
”Don’t worry. I’m not going to do anything cruel.”
”You better be telling the truth…”
She’s still on high alert because of my pushiness, but once she realizes I don’t have any actual malice, she lets her hostility simmer down.
In my Previous Life, it was a well-known fact that hugging reduces stress. Just holding each other has an effect, but I’m going to try for a “Combo Bonus” with one more technique. I pull her head against my chest, pressing her ear right over my heart.
”Now what…?”
”Close your eyes. Just listen to my heartbeat. It’s a relaxation technique.”
When you’re a kid and you cling to your parents, the sound of a heartbeat usually settles your nerves. I don’t know the exact science, but they say it triggers a subconscious memory of being in the womb. Whether that’s true or not, people back home used to buy CDs and go to specialized “healing clinics” for this exact thing. I want Cassandra to experience it too. Though, it’s kind of a bust if my own heart starts racing from the excitement!
”This is unasked for.”
”Hey, just humor me. If it doesn’t do anything for you, we don’t ever have to do it again.”
”If you insist…”
After some persistent coaxing, she grudgingly complies. We’re still a long way off from a “Dere” breakthrough.
Since talking would ruin the focus, I silently stroke her hair. It’s incredibly silky thanks to the special shampoo and conditioner I used earlier. Cassandra stays still as instructed, seemingly focused on the rhythm of my heart. She really is a serious, honest girl at her core. We’re in a standard inn today, so the soundproofing is solid-no outside noise to distract us.
After stroking her hair for a while, I whisper to her once I feel the timing is right.
”You push yourself too hard, Cassandra. You need to learn how to rest.”
”…I have no need for rest.”
”You were in top form today because of yesterday’s massage, weren’t you? If you don’t take a break, your performance is going to tank.”
”Ugh… I hate admitting you’re right, but my body did feel lighter today. So you’re saying the spirit needs as much maintenance as the flesh?”
”Exactly.”
”I hear you… but I have duties. Things I must achieve. I can’t afford to stop…”
”But you can stop now, can’t you? Just for a little while.”
”……”
A pained shadow flickers across her face, and for once, she lets a bit of her inner turmoil leak out. Maybe she couldn’t fully relax, but I think she at least managed to vent some of that internal pressure. For her sake, I hope so.
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Alright, that concludes Cassandra’s “Healing Time.” Now it’s time for my “Healing Time.” She might find this part stressful, but my goal is to eventually turn these sessions into something she actually looks forward to.
”Okay, let’s get started.”
”…Fine.”
I gave her the full-body massage and did my best to soothe her soul, but we haven’t touched the actual foreplay yet. Naturally, she’s still dry, so I’ll need to prep the engine.
I start nibbling on her neck while softly kneading her breasts. Her body, still lingering with the scent of roses, is toned and incredibly alluring.
”Nngh… Don’t worry about me. Just do what you want.”
”No way. You’re going to enjoy this too, Cassandra. That’s an order.”
”Don’t… h-haah♡… don’t be ridiculous.”
While kneading her breasts, I tease her hardening n**ples between my fingers, giving them the occasional sharp tug. Maybe it’s the relaxation effect from earlier, but they’re perking up much faster than the first night. Her mouth says “no,” but her body is a total snitch.
I love her breasts, but it’s time to head south. I trail my hand down over her flat, beautiful stomach until I reach her “Secret Place.” I keep my mouth busy on one breast, though-I’m not letting those go to waste.
Thanks to the chest-play, her body is already shifting into gear; things were starting to get moist down there. Mood-making really is the key. As I gently trace her labia with my middle finger, a lewd squelch echoes in the quiet room.
”Enough already♡ Just use the lubricant (Lotion) and get it over with… nngh♡!”
”Can’t do that. You won’t get any pleasure that way, will you? I have to open you up properly first.”
If she had a constitution like Meta’s where she stayed dry, I’d use the lotion in a heartbeat, but Cassandra isn’t like that. She gets plenty wet if you actually put in the work. There’s no reason to skip the best part.
I coat my finger in her leaking nectar and start kneading her clitoris. Her reaction is already night-and-day compared to the first time.
”Nnnh♡ Nfuuh♡”
”You don’t have to stifle it. Let it out.”
She doesn’t pull away, but she clamps a hand over her own mouth. She’s still fighting the urge to moan.
I focus purely on her clitoris for a while-rubbing, pinching, and rolling it. And now… for my first time going down on her! I slide down between her legs, getting my first real “up close and personal” look at her. With her legs spread, everything is on display-from her hooded clitoris all the way back. She isn’t a “fountain” yet, but she’s definitely the type who responds to stimulation.
I flick back the hood with my tongue and start sucking. Her body bucked violently. Yeah, she definitely likes this. Her clitoris starts to engorge and swell with blood, though it’s still cute and petite.
”Kuuuuh♡ Not yet…?!♡”
”We’re just getting started♪”
I slip a finger into her opening. She’s much softer than yesterday, the internal tension finally giving way. As she fills with her own slickness, her walls start to pulse and squeeze my finger. It feels amazing. She should be able to enjoy this without any pain now.
”Ah♡ Hah♡ Hah♡ Wait, at this rate… again♡!”
Between my mouth and my hand, Cassandra’s breathing has turned into a series of ragged gasps. I decide to push her over the edge with just my fingers. I stir the inside of her with a wet shloop-shloop sound, making sure to hit her “Sweet Spot.” I can’t reach all the way back, but the G-spot right up front is easy pickings. I stroke the velvet folds, applying just enough pressure to feel them give way.
”Aaah! I’m going! You’re making me go again! Stop♡ Ahh♡!”
As I keep the finger-work going, I give her clitoris a final, sharp suck. That was the killing blow. Cassandra went into a full-blown climax. Her internal muscles milked my finger like she was begging for seed, drawing me deeper into her heat.
I slowly withdraw my finger from her twitching walls. A thick, translucent string of love juice follows it out.
”See? Your body is drowning in pleasure. You should just be honest with yourself.”
”Shut up! It’s only because… because you’re so persistent!♡”
Even though her insides are a melted mess, her attitude is still as stiff as a board. She’s okay with the “healing” stuff now, but she’s still a total novice when it comes to the “lewd” stuff. She knows I can make her come whenever I want, yet her pride refuses to break. It’s actually pretty adorable.
”Alright, I’m coming in. This position okay?”
”Wait… h-haah♡… Let me move… fuuh♡”
She still won’t allow the missionary position. Her guard is too high. Fine then-tonight I’m going to pamper her until that guard melts into a puddle.
Since she gave the okay, I slide in from behind. I coat my c**k in her own juices and bury it deep inside her. Cassandra, still hypersensitive from her climax, almost goes again just from the sensation of being filled.
”Kuah!♡”
Physically, this is already great. I could finish right now and be satisfied. But I want to get closer to her. I want her to want me. This “Obligatory Sex” thing is starting to get on my nerves.
I push all the way to the back, and once I’m bottomed out, I stop moving to whisper in her ear.
”Hey, Cassandra. You might still hate me… but I really like you.”
”Phuuh♡ What are you… blathering about all of a sudden? It’s been three days. Stop with the transparent lies.”
”If someone’s my type, three days is plenty. People fall in love at first sight all the time, don’t they? It’s perfectly natural.”
”……I wouldn’t know.”
She goes quiet as if I’d hit a nerve, but she still ends it with a denial.
Still, it’s the truth that I find her adorable. My plan for tonight is to whisper sweet nothings until she’s completely spoiled. I ignore her sharp tongue and resume a slow, rhythmic pace, praising and lauding her with every stroke.
”You’re a great Knight, Cassandra. A great Vice-Captain. Your subordinates might be scared of you, but Captain Emily knows exactly how hard you work.”
”Fuuh♡ Stop saying… such embarrassing things!♡”
”You’re incredible. Your body is so toned and beautiful from all that training. Any man who would ignore a beauty like you has no eyes.”
”S-Shut up!♡ I… I don’t need… any man!♡”
”At least while we’re on this mission, you can lean on me. I’m your ‘Master,’ after all. It’s my job to take care of you.”
”Stop it!♡ Don’t try to… confuse me with your honeyed words!♡”
I keep the sweet talk flowing, and Cassandra just gets more and more defensive. Maybe I’m laying it on too thick? No, I’m sticking to the plan.
”It’s not ‘honeyed words.’ I mean it from the bottom of my heart. I want you to feel pampered.”
”Be quiet!♡”
”Like I said before, to me, you’re just a cute younger girl. A very beautiful one.”
”Da-ah♡ Nnngh♡!”
I keep hitting her weak spots while whispering directly into her ear. Finally, her resistance starts to crumble. I keep the “Death by Praise” going while relentlessly hammering her sensitive zones.
I grind my glans against her firm cervix, rocking back and forth at the very limit of her depth. Cassandra responds in kind, her walls clamping down on me every time I stroke her womb.
”You might see me as a ‘hateful adventurer,’ but to me, you’re just precious.”
”Ghk♡ Phuuh♡ Anh♡ Nnn♡ Noo♡!”
The combination of my c**k and my words is too much. Eventually, she stops talking entirely, replaced by the most adorable, high-pitched whimpers.
Because I took the time to “heal” her first, her insides are like warm silk-soft and welcoming, but with that incredible grip only a trained warrior could have. The friction is perfect. She’s definitely feeling every bit of this.
Alright, time to wrap this up. I lean in and whisper the warning.
”I’m going to finish now. Come with me, Cassandra.”
”Ah♡ Ahh♡ I’m… going♡ I’m going already!♡”
She was listening after all.
I give her n**ples a quick pinch while stirring her insides into a frenzy. I can’t see her face from this angle, but I bet she looks completely lost in it.
”Ah♡ I’m going! Going! Kuuuuuaaaaaah!”
”I’m coming too! Take it all!”
With a final synchronized assault on her n**ples and her cervix, Cassandra’s defenses shattered. She let out a final scream as she came. I didn’t hold back either, dumping everything I had at her very limit. The feeling of her walls milking me dry was the absolute peak of pleasure.
”Haah… haah… haah…”
”Alright. Let’s rest for a second, then we go for round two.”
”Y-You… total pervert…♡”
Her attitude is still prickly, but I can feel her insides pulsing happily around me. Good grief, she really can’t be honest. But honestly? I think I love that about her.
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Summary:
Daisuke notices Vice-Captain Cassandra’s extreme stress and decides to use a ‘healing’ session to help her unwind. He employs modern relaxation techniques like a heartbeat-listening method before transitioning into sexual intimacy. During the act, he showers her with affection and praise to break down her rigid emotional walls.
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Trivia:
- Cassandra comes from a long line of knights and is obsessed with restoring family honor.
- Daisuke’s heartbeat technique is based on modern theories about the mother’s womb.
- Daisuke views his role as her ‘Master’ as a protective and shielding responsibility.
- Cassandra’s refusal to use missionary position highlights her ongoing psychological resistance
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Character Insight:
Cassandra shows a crack in her armor when she almost admits her desire to rest. Daisuke is actively trying to move their relationship from a ‘duty’ to something more mutual and affectionate.
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Lore And Worldbuilding Context:
The author originally wrote a much harsher version of this chapter focusing on ‘breaking’ Cassandra but decided to go with a softer ‘pampering’ route instead.
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Glossary:
Notes:
• Cassandra – 175 cm tall, short brown hair, muscular and sturdy; calm beauty with a stoic, unyielding aura. Former Vice‑Captain of the Royal Knights, niece of Günther, once called ‘The Ogress’ for her strict ‘Iron Claw’ discipline. Lost a duel to Daisuke, became his slave and neutral Guild witness, now leads the Third Unit, despises adventurers, and undergoes his sexual conditioning, remaining emotionally distant.
• Otto – Heavy Warrior, once the 52‑level tank of the Hero Party and a doctor‑degree holder, now a creepy 50‑year‑old mind trapped in a youthful body. He dons bulky armor and a stern face, is narcissistic, status‑obsessed and manipulative, obedient to Shouta and Takumi but tyrannical toward Ren and staff, pretends to mentor yet is a nuisance. Expelled from the Hero’s Party, he is delusional, sociopathic, and cares only for his own advancement.
• Daisuke – Mid-40s Japanese reincarnated adventurer, youthful face, B-Rank (Lv69) blessed by the Green God as an Onanist. Wields one‑handed sword & buckler, uses Earth/Wind magic, stealth, speed, transformation, Item Box. Manages slaves Ilse, Liese, Camilla; mentors Rin & Cassandra; dates Ines; pursues Regina & Dietlinde; runs a harem, cooks expertly, coordinates Royal Knight missions. Former college student turned traveler, now leads a party with a mace, healing magic, ‘Massage’ skill, and an ‘Ordeal’ effect.
• Meta – Mature, divorced priestess with long blonde hair and a curvy, well‑endowed figure, she now radiates a pink aura of gratitude toward Daisuke, her lover and fellow adventurer. Ally of the Mirage party, she fights beside him, but is currently taken hostage by Moritz.
• Emily – Thirty‑year‑old Captain of the Knights’ Order, expedition leader and Ability Faction member. He has striking purple wolf‑cut hair, wavy and tied back, a powerful aura, wicked smile, and an “older‑sister” vibe. Married, he leads the Third Unit, chaperones a high‑school girl party, and is often late because the Knight Commander overloads him. Professional yet slightly haughty, he teases his subordinates and Daisuke.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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