Volume 2 Chapter 9 Nier’s First Night*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I had Nier get dressed, and then we headed down to the dining room on the first floor.
Five of the six available tables were already occupied.
This world doesn’t have electricity, so the nights start early here.
The innkeeper’s daughter called out to us. She had that “poster girl” vibe.
”Welcome! Are you here for a meal?” the girl asked.
”Yeah, for two,” I said.
”Please, take that empty table over there,” she replied.
I took a seat in the chair at the table we were shown to.
Nier came to my left side and sat on the floor in a natural seiza position.
”Well then, would you like ale or wine with your meal?” the girl asked.
”Let’s go with the wine. Hey, Nier. Is wine alright with you?” I asked.
”Yes, Goshujin-sama,” Nier replied.
”Two wines it is!” the girl said.
The inn’s poster girl took the order and disappeared back toward the kitchen.
I took a look around the room.
Aside from Nier, there wasn’t a single person sitting on the floor in this dining room.
I looked at Nier sitting in seiza to my left.
It didn’t feel out of place to her. She sat there with a face that suggested this was perfectly natural.
(I see. So a Goshujin-sama and a Slave don’t eat at the same eye level.)
While I was thinking about that, the food was brought out immediately.
”Sorry for the wait!” the girl said.
She set the food and wine on the table as she spoke.
It was a single loaf of hard bread, a soup packed with vegetables but no meat, and some foul-tasting wine.
She placed an identical set on the floor in front of Nier.
As I watched, Nier stared intently at me.
”Right. Well, let’s eat,” I said.
”Um… Goshujin-sama… Is it really alright for me to have such a feast?” Nier asked.
(A feast? This?)
I wondered what her meals had been like up until now.
”Yeah, you can eat. I have to take care of you, after all,” I said.
”Goshujin-sama…” Nier whispered.
I decided to just go along with it for now.
Nier’s eyes were getting all watery.
It seemed she was overcome with emotion over something as simple as this.
I chewed on my food and let my thoughts wander.
I watched Nier.
She was eating with such relish. She looked happy.
She was using her fork and spoon quite gracefully.
Until about half a month ago, I was just a salaryman in Japan.
If this were Japan, Nier would look like the mother of one of my kid’s classmates.
She’d be that stunningly beautiful young wife with a killer body. The kind of beauty you might never encounter in a normal lifetime.
I’d ended up making a woman like that swear her life and love to me on a whim.
If I ever managed to go back to Earth, what would happen?
Would I return home and leave a Slave who had sworn her life to me behind in another world?
It was a confusing situation, but it was my reality.
Truth is stranger than fiction, as they say. Well, there’s no prospect of returning to Earth anyway. I’ll just take my time and think about it.
”Alright. Are you finished?” I asked.
”Thank you for the meal, Goshujin-sama,” Nier replied.
Nier turned toward me and performed a full dogeza on the floor to show her gratitude.
”Nier. That ‘dogeza’ thing… you don’t have to do that pose,” I said.
”…But, to my Goshujin-sama…” Nier started.
”Instead of that, just kiss the back of my hand,” I said.
”Yes… excuse me,” Nier replied.
When I held out my hand, Nier kissed it.
The soft, plush sensation of her lips felt good.
”In places like this, that will be fine from now on,” I said.
”Yes, Goshujin-sama,” Nier replied.
Nier turned red and looked happy.
Since we were done eating, I thought about heading back to the room, but on a sudden impulse, I called out to the Landlady.
”Landlady. Do you have a large washbasin? I don’t need water, just the basin,” I said.
”Yes, we have one. Please wait a moment,” the Landlady replied.
She brought over a large wooden tub. It was about the size of a car tire.
”This helps. Can I borrow this?” I asked.
”Sure, go ahead. We don’t use it much anyway,” the Landlady replied.
I thanked the Landlady and headed back to the room with the large tub.
I let Nier inside and locked the door.
I had Nier move the table and chairs to the corner to clear some space.
I sat down on the bed and took a breath. Nier stood in the corner of the room.
She seemed to be waiting for my instructions.
”Nier. Come here,” I said.
”Yes, Goshujin-sama,” Nier replied.
I called Nier over and had her stand in front of me.
I conjured a ball of Magic fire¹ high in the air between us.
The flickering light of the flame illuminated Nier’s beautiful face.
Nier stared at the flame with an expression of shock.
”Alright. Strip,” I said.
”Yes, Goshujin-sama,” Nier replied.
Without a hint of hesitation, she smoothly slid out of her clothes.
After folding them neatly and placing them in the corner, she returned to stand before me.
She stood at attention, hiding nothing. I could feel a faint air of tension radiating from her.
”Come sit on the bed next to me,” I said.
”But… a Slave like me cannot sit beside my Goshujin-sama,” Nier said.
”I don’t mind. When it’s just the two of us in here, you don’t have to sit on the floor. Sit on the chair or the bed with me,” I said.
”……Yes, Goshujin-sama. Excuse me,” Nier replied.
She sat down timidly beside me.
”Come closer. Sit so our bodies are touching,” I said.
I had her press her thigh and arm against mine. She felt soft despite her slender frame. She was young, with skin that was moist and supple. But her skin felt a little cold. Was she chilled?
”Your skin is cold. Are you chilly?” I asked.
”No, I am fine,” Nier replied.
”I’ll turn up the flame a bit then,” I said.
I strengthened the Magic flame to warm the room.
”Tell me if you’re cold. Speak your mind honestly,” I said.
”Thank you, Goshujin-sama,” Nier replied.
(I’m the one who made her get naked, so of course she’s cold, but let’s not get into that.)
”Actually… when you’re in this room with me, just stay naked,” I said.
I decided to make it a rule. I was always a bit of a nudist at home anyway.
”Yes… Goshujin-sama…” Nier replied.
She looked bewildered as she answered. Her face was flushed red.
It seemed she hadn’t expected an order like that.
Nier’s body was magnificent. There was no harm in keeping it where I could see it at any time.
I placed the large tub on the floor and filled it with Magic water².
”Water from Magic…!” Nier gasped.
I scooped some into a cup and handed it to her.
Nier’s eyes darted between me and the cup before she timidly took a sip.
”Oh… it’s delicious… The water is so good!” Nier cried.
”Yeah. There’s as much as you want. Drink up,” I said.
She must have been parched; she drank several cups. She looked like she was having a religious experience.
Apparently, clean drinking water is a rare commodity in this town. Even children have to drink ale or wine just to stay hydrated.
”Is Magic water that rare?” I asked.
”Yes. There are very few sorcerers. I have only ever seen it once before,” Nier replied.
”Hoh. And where are these sorcerers?” I asked.
”I hear that most are either Slaves to the nobility or are heavily employed by them,” Nier replied.
As I thought, sorcerers were scarce. If the nobles were hoarding them all, there probably weren’t any sorcerers in the city at all.
”Then what do normal people do for water?” I asked.
”Well… there is no water that is fit to drink,” Nier said.
”But there’s a river nearby, right? Can’t you drink from the river?” I asked.
”Everyone does their laundry in the river, and they throw their waste in there too… so no, you can’t drink it,” Nier explained.
She had a look on her face like she was wondering why I was asking such obvious questions.
”Nier. You’ve given everything to me, haven’t you?” I asked.
”Yes. I have given my entire life to Goshujin-sama,” Nier replied.
”Because of that, I trust you enough to show you my Magic. Don’t ever let a word about my Magic slip to anyone,” I said.
”I won’t,” Nier said.
”And I’m going to tell you a bit about myself, but consider everything I say a secret,” I said.
”Yes. I will guard Goshujin-sama’s secrets with my life,” Nier promised.
Nier nodded with a serious expression. I figured she’d be fine.
”Alright. I’ll tell you this much. I’m pretty ignorant of the common sense in this world. You could say I don’t know the first thing about it,” I said.
”How could… ah! Forgive me,” Nier said.
”It’s fine. Say what you’re thinking,” I said.
”Yes. Thank you,” Nier replied.
”And don’t keep secrets from me. I need to know everything about you,” I said.
”Yes,” Nier replied.
”I came from a land very far away. That’s why I don’t know the customs of this continent,” I said.
”Wait… I was certain Goshujin-sama was a Jipan³,” Nier said.
”A Jipan? Do I look like one?” I asked.
”Yes. You look exactly like a Jipan,” Nier replied.
”Hoh, then that’s convenient. Let’s just say I was born in Jipan. Where were you born?” I asked.
”I was born in a village called Niholi⁴,” Nier replied.
”Then I’ll say I’m from Niholi, too. Make sure our stories match,” I said.
”Yes, I understand,” Nier replied.
”So, I’m probably going to ask you things even a child would know. Can you teach me?” I asked.
”Yes, Goshujin-sama,” Nier replied.
I was going to have to rely on Nier to learn about this world.
”Back to the water. How do people wash themselves?” I asked.
”I don’t think even the nobility can afford the luxury of a bath. Most people just do their best to wipe their bodies with a damp towel every now and then,” Nier explained.
”Is that so? Then did you get to wipe down at the Slave Trading House⁵?” I asked.
”No… at the house, they only let us wipe after using the latrine. They wouldn’t let us use water for our bodies. It’s been… a long time since I’ve been able to wash,” Nier said.
”I see. Right,” I said.
Nier looked down, clearly embarrassed. She hadn’t been able to wash her body in ages.
(I should check for myself.)
While we talked, I conjured a Fireball and let it float on the surface of the tub.
My fire doesn’t go out when it touches water.
I used the Fireball to heat the water in the tub.
”There. That should be about right. Give it a feel,” I said.
”What?! It’s… it’s warm!” Nier gasped.
”I can make hot water that’s clean enough to drink,” I said.
”This is… Goshujin-sama’s power is…” Nier whispered.
Nier stared at me with stars in her eyes.
But I couldn’t use the hot water just yet.
”Now then. Help me get these clothes off,” I said.
”Ah! Yes, Goshujin-sama,” Nier replied.
I could have done it myself, but I wanted her to do it.
Nier stood up and leaned over me. I raised my arms while she pulled my shirt off.
Her large, bell-shaped breasts hung right in front of my face. They swayed back and forth with every movement.
Once the top was off, it was time for the bottom.
Nier knelt down. I lifted my hips while she pulled my pants down.
As she pulled my underwear down, my c**k sprang out with a thud.
It was rock hard and standing straight up.
Nier turned red and looked away.
”Hey. Look at it,” I said.
”Y-yes… Goshujin-sama,” Nier replied.
I didn’t say what “it” was, but she turned back and stared at my c**k.
”Well? What do you think?” I asked.
”…”
”Hmm? What’s the verdict?” I asked.
”It’s… it’s very large,” Nier whispered.
I was about average back in Japan, but it seems to have gotten a bit bigger in this world.
Maybe my body is getting younger. The angle is certainly youthful.
”How many men have you known?” I asked.
”…Only one,” Nier replied.
”Just your husband?” I asked.
”Yes. That’s right,” Nier replied.
”How big was he?” I asked.
”I think… about this much…” Nier said.
She pointed to a spot well below the head of my glans.
Her husband was apparently quite a bit smaller than I am.
(Hmph. I’ve won then.)
”I see. Alright, stand up.”
”Yes…” said Nier.
I rose with her.
I leaned in until our noses nearly brushed, then buried my face against the curve of Nier’s neck.
(Inhale… exhale…)
”H-hyah!”
”Don’t move,” I said.
She started to shrink away, but I pinned her with a look.
I pressed my nose into her skin and took a long, deep draw of her scent.
It was a heady aroma.
A scent my instincts couldn’t get enough of.
Her hair was coarse and stiff.
She hadn’t been allowed to wash with water for a long time.
It had been marinating in her own sweat for ages.
It was filthy, but for now, that was exactly how I wanted it.
I stepped back and faced her, delivering a direct command.
”Nier. Raise your arms and lace your hands behind your head.”
”…What?”
”Do I need to repeat myself?” I asked.
”…I understand… but…”
”But what?”
”Goshujin-sama… please… have mercy…”
”No. I won’t allow it,” I replied.
”…”
Her brow furrowed into a piteous, pleading arch, but I shot her down.
Nier squeezed her eyes shut, and for a long moment, the room was silent.
When she finally looked at me, her expression was solemn, as if she’d finally resigned herself to her fate.
Slowly, tentatively, her arms began to rise.
But once they reached her shoulders, her movement faltered.
”Hey. All the way up,” I said.
”……Yes.”
Nier closed her eyes again.
She snapped her arms up in one desperate motion, locking her fingers behind her head.
It was the exact pose a criminal in the States takes when surrendering to the police.
It left her underarms completely exposed.
I leaned in toward her left armpit, peering closely at the skin.
A thin, downy dusting of hair grew there.
It wasn’t thick, nor was it particularly long.
Honestly, it was a rather elegant bit of plumage.
I’ve never been a fan of a dense thicket, so this was perfect.
Keeping my face inches from her skin, I looked up at her.
”Hey. Keep your eyes on me,” I said.
”……Eek!”
The moment she saw me intently studying her underarm from point-blank range, she let out a sharp cry and tried to snap her arms shut.
”I said keep them up.”
”…Please… spare me this…”
”No. And don’t you dare close your eyes. Look at me. I want you to show me your face while I do this,” I said.
”……Yes.”
Nier gave up and forced her arms back into the surrender pose.
”Nier. Your pits are smelling pretty ‘mature’ right now,” I said.
”Uuuu… yes…”
I noticed her eyes wandering again and gave her a sharp warning.
Rebuked, Nier snapped her gaze back to mine.
”Good. Now, open your legs.”
”Yes…”
Still held in that surrender pose, she obeyed.
She spread her feet to shoulder-width, standing at ease, yet completely vulnerable.
”More. Wider,” I commanded.
”Hyu…”
”Get those thighs apart. Now, bend your knees and drop your hips a little.”
”Goshujin-sama…”
I forced Nier into a deep, wide-legged squat.
There she was, a stunning beauty, forced into a vulgar, bow-legged display.
She was completely naked, made to strike the most undignified position in this cramped room.
”Tell me. Did you ever strike such a shameful pose for your husband?” I asked.
”N-never… something this… degrading… it’s the first time…”
I knew the answer, of course, but I had to hear it.
I’m the one who told her to forget that man, yet here I am, constantly bringing him up.
Men really are the most hypocritical creatures.
I crouched down to peer between Nier’s legs.
A viscous, translucent fluid was already weeping from her slit, dripping slowly.
As I leaned closer, a heady aroma hit my senses, triggering an instant reaction.
I looked up at her, demanding an answer.
”Hey. What’s all this moisture?”
”……”
”Answer me, Nier. What’s going on? Explain this,” I said.
”Yaaah…”
”I’m just looking at your armpits. Just smelling them. So why is it that you’re soaking wet down here?”
”I’m… I’m not… wet…”
”The hell you aren’t! Look at this!”
I stood up abruptly and shoved my middle finger—glistening with her slick nectar—right in front of her face.
”Look at it. You’re practically drowning in it.”
”No…”
”It’s weird, don’t you think? Getting off just because your pits are being sniffed? Come on, explain it to me,” I said.
”Forgive me… please… no…”
She clearly wasn’t going to give me a straight answer.
”You got my finger dirty. Now, lick it clean.”
I thrust my finger into Nier’s mouth.
I swirled it around, tangling it with her warm tongue, making sure to coat every inch of her mouth.
Her long tongue squirmed against me, lapping up the nectar.
(Slurp… lick… slurp…)
”Good. You did a good job cleaning it. Now then, back to business.”
I returned to her left armpit, burying my nose back in the hollow.
The scent was savory, concentrated.
You don’t encounter something this ‘well-aged’ very often.
I flicked my tongue out and tasted her.
”Oh, wow.”
”No… don’t lick… please… ah…”
Ignoring her pleas, I began to lap at her armpit with greedy, wet strokes.
It was remarkably salty, like licking a fine, mild rock salt.
But because it had been ‘cured’ for so long, there was an underlying bitterness that gave it incredible depth.
”Ah… h-hyah! …Ah, ahhh! …Ah, ah!”
I spent a good two or three minutes devouring her until the flavor finally began to thin out.
My mouth and nose were smeared with my own saliva and her musk.
All the while, Nier remained in that humiliating, wide-legged surrender pose.
Her legs were shaking violently now, looking like they might give out at any second.
”Phew. There. I’ve cleaned your pit for you.”
”Hyuuu… th-thank… you…” said Nier.
Nier offered her thanks, tears shimmering in the corners of her eyes.
I crouched back down to check on the situation between her legs.
My God.
Not just her slit; even her pubic hair was absolutely drenched.
Her love-leavings were trailing down her inner thighs and pooling on the floor.
”Hey. You’re even worse than before. What the hell is wrong with you?”
”Hiyaaaa… I’m sorry…”
”Are you some kind of closet pervert who gets off on having her pits licked?” I asked.
”I’m not a… pervert…”
I stood up and pointed an accusing finger.
”Don’t lie to me. If you aren’t, then what’s the deal with these n**ples, huh? They’re practically standing at attention.”
”Erect… no…”
”Look at them. Hard as rocks. You’ve got a lot of nerve, saying you aren’t feeling this!”
I caught one n**ple between my thumb and forefinger and gave it a sharp, twisting tug.
”Aaan!”
”Don’t you hide a thing from me. I want every part of you laid bare.”
”…Yes, Goshujin-sama…”
”Good. Now, get on the bed and spread ’em.”
I finally let her out of that agonizing squat and had her lie back on the bed in a wide, M-shaped spread.
I brought the light of a conjured flame⁶ closer, illuminating her folds.
The dripping nectar glistened like liquid obsidian under the flickering orange glow.
I moved between her legs and began rubbing my head against her opening.
I savored the slick sensation against my glans as I questioned her.
”Nier. When was the last time you had s*x with your husband?”
”…Years ago.”
”Really? And in all that time, you never… took care of yourself?” I asked.
”…I never did… anything like that.”
”What? You’re telling me you haven’t touched yourself once?”
”Yes… I was… too busy…”
”Didn’t they teach you any sexual ‘servicing’ at the Slave Trading House⁷?”
”They didn’t…” said Nier.
So, it was true.
She had been a total desert for years—no s*x, no m**urbation.
She’d been a pressure cooker of repressed desire.
I shifted my focus, sliding the head of my c**k away from her wetness and pressing it against her tight, puckered rear.
”I see. That explains why you’re so incredibly soaked—you’re wet all the way back to your asshole just from a little tongue-work on your pits.”
”Yaaa!”
”Nier. Have you ever had anything in your back door?” I asked.
”Not there! …That’s… that’s an impure place… you can’t, it’s wrong…”
”Answer the question. Yes or no?”
”…No… never… please, Goshujin-sama… have mercy…”
Just as I thought.
She was an anal virgin.
Judging by her sheer terror, she’d probably only ever known the most basic positions.
”Mercy? I’m giving you a reward.”
With those words, I drove my head against her opening.
With a heavy, wet squelch, my glans forced its way past the muscle, burying itself up to the ridge.
The transition was incredibly tight.
Her sphincter clamped down on the corona of my c**k with desperate intensity.
This was a fresh ring—the unmistakable grip of an anal virgin.
”Iyaaaaa!”
”‘Heal⁸‘.”
I immediately cast the spell on her rear.
The pain would have vanished instantly.
The point where we were joined glowed with a faint, magical light.
Watching the connection, I slowly, deliberately sank the rest of my length deep inside her.
Her rectum was a masterpiece—warm, soft, and incredibly snug.
”Haaa… haaa…”
Nier let out a long, shuddering breath as her body began to accept the invasion.
I stared down at where I was buried deep in her backside while reaching forward to her front.
I hooked my index fingers into her folds; they were so slick with her juices that my fingers kept sliding off.
I had to really dig in to get a grip, finally wrenching her v**inal opening wide for my viewing pleasure.
I started to move my hips, sliding in and out with slow, rhythmic thrusts, all while watching her gape open in the firelight.
”Ah… no, stop… ah, annn… not in… a place like that…”
”Look at it, Nier. Look at my c**k sliding in and out of your ass,” I said.
”Aaan! …No… it’s in my butt… it’s so… disgusting… so lewd…”
Nier lifted her head, her eyes fixed on the point of impact.
I shifted my weight, propping her hips up on my thighs so she had a perfect view.
I pulled back slowly, drawing out until only the tip remained, showing her just how much of me she was taking.
Then, I let her watch as the entire shaft disappeared back into her, inch by inch.
”Ah… aaaa! …I can see it going in… oh God, it’s so filthy…”
Nier was hyperventilating now, her eyes glued to the sight of her own defilement.
Looking down at her front, which I still held open, I could see her love-nectar overflowing in a continuous, shimmering stream.
The dripping juices were dragged deep into her rectum by my c**k⁹, turning her insides into a slick, slimy mess.
I gradually increased the violence of my strokes.
After burying myself deep within her ass, I pulled back all at once until only the head remained.
From the base to the tip, I used Nier’s anus to wring my shaft dry.
”Nier. Does it feel good having a d**k shoved into your shithole?” I asked.
”Ah-ah! Ahh…! It feels… good… ahh!” Nier cried.
”Huh? Where does it feel good? Say it more clearly!” I demanded.
”No… ah, ahh! It feels so good… ngh! Ah! Ah! My… my butt feels so good…”
The anus that had been so tight at the start had softened into a snug, welcoming heat.
”Nier. Are you some kind of pervert, getting off on having your shithole stuffed?” I asked.
”That’s not… ngh! Ah! Ah!” Nier gasped.
”Is it not? Then say it. Say, ‘I am a pervert,’” I ordered.
”Ngh, ah! I… I am… ah, ah! I’m coming… from my ass… ngh! Ahh! I’m… a pervert! Ahh! Ahhh!”
”Good. Good girl. Now tell me-how does this compare to your husband? Which of us feels better?”
”Ma-Goshujin-sama…! Ahh! It’s… it’s Goshujin-sama…! Aahn!” Nier cried.
My c**k throbbed and swelled with even more rage at her confession.
”Good. When you go, make sure you get my permission first. Don’t you dare go without me telling you to,” I said.
”Ah, ngh! Ah! Y-yes… ah, ahh! My ass… can I… can I go now?”
”Not yet. Not yet,” I replied.
I slowed my pace momentarily, teasing her to ensure Nier didn’t cross the edge on her own.
”When you go, look me in the eyes. I want to see every bit of your face when you break. Do you understand?”
”Haaa! Ah, ah! Yes, Goshujin-sama… my butt, my buttt… can I please go!?”
I pulled my fingers away from her groin and dug my hands into her cheeks, gripping them tight.
I moved my hands up to seize her large breasts, pinning Nier’s body in place so she couldn’t move.
With the wet slap of my hips against her skin, I drove myself into the very depths of her rectum.
”Alright. You can go! Go! I’m going to fill you up deep inside!” I roared.
”Ah! Ahh! Goshujin-sama! I’m going, I’m going! I’m going with my butt! Aaaaahhh!”
I thrust my hips with enough force to crush her breasts in my grip.
(Nier gazed at me with a face full of pained ecstasy as she was swept away by the crashing waves of pleasure and reached her climax.)
I watched the life leave her eyes in her peak, then looked down at where we were joined to begin the final sprint.
At the moment of e**culation¹⁰, I buried myself to the root in her ass one last time and injected my thick, white seed deep into her rectum.
I kept myself buried deep, grinding my hips to squeeze out every last drop.
”Whew. Good girl. You said it all perfectly. You did well, Nier,” I said.
When I looked at Nier’s face again, her eyes were rolled back, half-lidded.
She had fainted dead away.
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Summary:
Moving into the inn, the protagonist and Nier share their first meal together in the dining hall. The stark hierarchy between Goshujin-sama and slave is emphasized by Nier sitting on the floor while the protagonist eats at the table. Back in their room, the protagonist demonstrates his advanced magic to provide clean water and warmth, leading to a moment of intense physical intimacy as Nier assists him in undressing
The Goshujin-sama subjects Nier to a humiliating display of her unwashed body before discovering her intense physiological arousal. He forces her to clean his fingers of her own arousal fluid and then proceeds to take her anally for the first time. The scene culminates with her being forced to watch the penetration while her body overflows with fluid
The protagonist dominates Nier via anal intercourse, forcing her to choose him over her husband. Nier experiences a mental break, confessing her perversion before succumbing to a climax that leaves her unconscious. The scene concludes with a deep internal e**culation that remains inside her prone
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Trivia:
- The protagonist’s realization that he is now a ‘nudist’ in this world
- The detail that commoners drink alcohol because the water is contaminated
- The protagonist’s comparison of Nier to a ‘young wife’ from his former life
- The protagonist specifically notes the saltiness and bitterness of Nier’s unwashed skin, comparing it to rock salt.
- The protagonist uses a ‘Fire’ spell specifically to provide lighting for his observation of her anatomy.
- Implicit power dynamic suggests the protagonist may be a ‘Goshujin-sama’ figure in a contractual or slave-holding context
- The protagonist’s ‘rage’ suggests a punitive or possessive element to the encounte
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Character Insight:
The protagonist is beginning to embrace his role as a Goshujin-sama while struggling with the ethical implications of his previous life’s values, ultimately choosing a practical path that leverages his power.
Nier shows a transition from vocal resistance and shame to a state of hyperventilating excitement and visual fixation on her own degradation.
Nier shows a transition from resistance/shame to total ego-death and submission.
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Glossary:
Notes:
• Nier – A beautiful, youthful-looking twenty-seven-year-old woman with long straight black hair, neatly trimmed bangs, refined features, plump lips, large breasts, and moist, supple skin—her Japanese-esque appearance belies her past as a merchant from Jipan, wife, and mother. Reduced to slavery, she now serves Ryuichi with absolute loyalty, emotionally vulnerable and psychologically dependent on him, seeking security through physical contact as she adjusts to his unusual kindness and magical abilities, her literacy and housekeeping skills now devoted entirely to him, while suppressing deep trauma from her lost family.
• Landlady – The woman who manages the inn where the protagonist is staying, handling payments and guest reception.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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