Volume 2 Chapter 3 Love and Subjugation*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
We walked from the station as a trio, stopping first to pick up groceries before heading to Chifumi’s place. Chifumi, who had made our breakfast that morning, already carried a mental list of what we were running low on, so the three of us did the shopping together. In this world, places that resembled supermarkets existed, but they were all local, independent shops with no national chains in sight.
Just as we finished and stepped out of the store, Yurina stopped dead in her tracks. “Oh.”
”Hm?”
In her line of sight stood a boy and a girl in school uniforms who looked about our age. For plain-folk, they appeared quite well-fed and attractive. In other words, by the standards of this world, they made a good-looking pair.
”Hayato…”
Perhaps reacting to her whisper, the boy noticed us. “…Kibe? Long time no see.”
The boy who approached us glanced at Chifumi and me, checking our uniforms to confirm we were in the same class as Kibe Yurina. Realizing we were classmates also meant he understood we were sorcery users. As he kept his gaze fixed on me, Yurina spoke up.
”Oh, these two are my classmates. Tatemiya-kun and Takino-san.”
”Nice to meet you,” I said.
”Hello there~,” Takino Chifumi added with a friendly wave.
”And this is Shibuya-kun, who used to go to our dojo.”
”I’m Shibuya. Nice to meet you.”
Then the last person—the girl trailing behind Shibuya-kun—crashed into the conversation. She had bright, medium-long brown hair and would be considered quite popular in this world.
”Yes, yes! I’m Maruyama Yuri! A first-year at Higashi High, and a classmate of Shibuya-kun! I went to the same middle school as Kibe-san!”
”H-hey…” Shibuya muttered.
She clung to Shibuya-kun’s arm and energetically pitched herself. “You’re all sorcery users, aren’t you! That’s amazing! Thank you for all your hard work!”
That was an unusual reaction. Usually, plain-folk responded to sorcery users in extremes: they either avoided any involvement at all costs or became painfully overly polite. To speak with us in such a friend-like way right from the start felt either incredibly bold or simply reckless.
”Are you out shopping?” Maruyama Yuri asked.
”Yes~. Are you two out doing the same?” Chifumi replied.
”Yes, we are! I’m going to make dinner for Shibuya-kun!”
”I see~ that’s lovely~”
In moments like these, it was best to leave things to Chifumi. She naturally neutralized their energetic advances with her usual laid-back pace.
”H-hey,” Shibuya hissed.
”What?”
”You don’t have to go saying things like that to people we’ve just met.”
”Eh? Sorry. I said too much!”
Shibuya-kun looked flustered while Maruyama-san apologized, still holding his arm tightly. Yeah, it was definitely that kind of relationship.
”Are you two… close?” Chifumi inquired.
”Yes! We’re dating! We’re boyfriend and girlfriend!”
Why did she say the same thing twice?
”I see. Congratulations.”
”…Thank you.”
”So, you’ve found a lover too, Shibuya. You’ve grown quite a bit in the month since you started high school,” Yurina observed.
”Glad to see you’ve made friends in high school, too,” Shibuya replied.
Contrary to what I expected, Yurina offered her congratulations in a perfectly calm, matter-of-fact tone, and Shibuya-kun’s reply sounded just as ordinary.
”Is the relationship between you two one of leader and member?” Maruyama asked.
”Yes.”
”Kibe-san, you were scouted by a group of male sorcery users! That’s impressive!”
”Yurina-chan has been~ such a big help~” Chifumi chimed in.
”I’m still a long way off. And I don’t mean that as a humble-brag. In our group, I’m actually the most useless one.”
”Eh~! Seriously!?”
As Chifumi and Yurina handled the girls, I stepped in as the guy.
”Kibe-san has been a great help to me. I’m planning on having her work with us on dungeon expeditions in the future, too.”
”Is that so… I’m glad. As a friend, I was worried about her.”
”I plan on leveling her up as a sorcery user right alongside everyone else in my group.”
”I’m looking forward to it… well, not that it’s my place to say.”
Yurina interrupted my conversation with Shibuya-kun, looking displeased. “I’d appreciate it if you didn’t decide things without asking how I feel. Besides, I haven’t fallen so far that I need Shibuya to worry about me.”
”Haha… right, my bad! Kibe is strong, after all.”
An old woman pushed past us as we stood talking in the middle of the road. We were blocking traffic—or rather, we were already in the way.
”Oops, my apologies. We both have errands to run. Let’s talk another time.”
”Yeah. If you have time, come by the dojo. Everyone there would be happy to see you.”
”If the opportunity arises.”
”Well then, until next time.”
The conversation between Yurina and Shibuya-kun ended, and the girl called out a cheerful parting encouragement.
”Kibe-san! Good luck!”
”Thank you. And you two, stay well.”
Yurina was probably the only high school girl who would use a phrase like “stay well.” It was kind of amusing.
We watched the pair walk into the store, then started walking ourselves. After a while of silence, I couldn’t take it anymore and asked the question.
”That was your… ex, wasn’t it?”
I didn’t spell out exactly what he had been to her, but my intent clearly landed.
”…Yes… he is.”
”He seems to be doing fine on his own.”
”…”
Silence fell. Yurina didn’t answer. I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye and saw that she was crying, even though her face remained blank.
”H-hey…”
”…What?”
”Are you crying?”
”…Eh…?”
Only then did she seem to realize it herself, and she hastily wiped her eyes.
”It’s nothing.”
”You say it’s nothing, but…”
”It’s nothing!”
With Yurina vehemently denying it, I had no choice but to stay silent until we arrived at Chifumi’s place.
”Well then, see you tomorrow~”
”Yeah. See ya.”
Chifumi waved goodbye with her usual airy atmosphere and disappeared inside. Normally she would offer some follow-up, but this time she seemed to be telling me to handle things myself.
”Let’s go.”
”Okay…”
I grabbed Yurina’s hand and started walking toward home. Yurina, who had been letting me lead her like a doll, gradually regained some spirit, and the strength of her grip on my hand increased.
”We’re home.”
”I’m home…”
We reached the house, took off our shoes, and headed to the eight-tatami room, where dinner for two was already set on the low table. It seemed the housekeeper had prepared and delivered it.
”First… a bath and dinner, I guess.”
”Yeah.”
While I prepared the bath, Yurina went to reheat the dinner. I could see she was trying to act like her usual self.
After we finished eating—a somewhat sluggish affair—the bath was ready. I’d been thinking that this would normally be the time for some intimacy, but the mood wasn’t right… when Yurina suddenly made a request.
”I need to prepare, so please give me a moment.”
She locked herself in the “playroom.” I finished washing the dishes and headed toward the room. When I called out to her, she asked me to wait a little longer.
With no choice, I returned to my room to kill some time. I heard the sound of Yurina leaving the room and heading to the restroom. Twenty minutes passed. Finally, there was a knock at my door.
”Minoru-sama… sorry to keep you waiting.”
”You did. That took a while.”
My words trailed off. Beyond the sliding door stood Yurina, her hair let down and wearing only a 1 hadajuban. She looked like a classic Japanese-style beauty. It was the night-time attire I had specified, but what caught my attention was the different hair ornament she wore compared to her usual one.
On top of that, she spoke in an excessively polite tone while keeping her usual sharp, composed demeanor. Yurina tended to become more polite when she felt embarrassed about our nocturnal activities, but the air about her today felt different. It wasn’t quite the same guarded politeness from when we first enrolled.
Was she still confused about what we had learned earlier? Had she not yet processed her feelings?
”Um… please, take this…”
While I was busy analyzing the situation, Yurina reverently offered something to me with both hands. It was a remote I recognized. I took it and turned the dial.
”Ugh…!”
Yurina shuddered as a low, vibrating hum filled the room. It was the sound of the toy set inside the girl before me. I had given it to her when she stayed over last week and told her to have it ready next time. It seemed she hadn’t forgotten.
I turned the dial back down.
I grabbed the shoulders of a relieved-looking Yurina and led her to the playroom. Regardless, she showed no intention of refusing her role tonight. A wave of relief washed over me. I had worried about what I would do if she said she wasn’t in the mood or refused outright.
I started by fumbling with her on the futon. I pushed her down, hugged her while kissing her, touched her breasts and bottom, and kissed her again. Hovering over Yurina, who lay curled on her back, I devotedly teased her.
”Nng… fuu… n… ♡”
In return, Yurina’s lips and tongue roamed not just over my face but down to my neck and near my ears, while her arms stroked my back, upper arms, and thighs. I sensed a new level of assertiveness from her.
This was the third time Yurina had stayed over alone. During our previous sessions, I had felt her anxiety—the fear that I might break my promise and take her virginity—seeping through her body.
I had no intention of doing such a thing, so I focused on touching and persistent, careful education of her anal opening without any penetration, all to ease her tension. It seemed to have worked, as she finally understood that I meant to keep my promise.
I had added a few conditions to our nighttime activities. This was one of them.
”A-ah… Mi… Minoru-sama, I love you♡”
”I love you, too.”
When I pinched her nipple, Yurina shuddered along with her confession of love. It wasn’t that she truly loved me from the bottom of her heart. While I had Risa report how many times she climaxed, I had commanded Yurina to tell me she loved me every time she reached the peak.
Though some bashfulness remained, she was saying it much more smoothly than at the beginning. I had also ordered that this rule apply when Yurina masturbated alone at home. It wasn’t a command with sorcery-based compulsion, but perhaps she kept to it out of a sense of duty.
I was conducting a rather tasteless experiment to see what would happen if I ingrained the idea that feeling good equaled loving Minoru.
As we licked each other’s tongues during a lull, Yurina’s hands moved toward my crotch.
”N… fu…”
Zzzzt, the zipper came down, and my already engorged member was revealed. When she traced her fingertips from the base to the tip, a shiver ran down my spine.
”It must be heavy to keep staying on top,” I thought, so I changed our position. I lay down facing her and used my left arm as a pillow for her.
The hadajuban was wide open, exposing everything from her breasts down to her pubic area. Those rocket-shaped F-cup breasts, which kept their shape even when lying on their side, looked magnificent. Her pubic hair, which I had teased so often, was now neatly groomed.
Responding to her hand stroking my cock, I kicked off my pants and underwear. Being naked only from the waist down felt incredibly erotic.
”N…”
The movement of Yurina’s hands grew more deliberate. She stroked the tip and the shaft with both hands. Yurina shifted lower than me, using one hand on the tip and the other stretching down toward my balls.
Just as I was about to reach down to her crotch myself to match the pleasant sensation, Yurina muttered something.
”May I ask you something?”
”Hm?”
”There’s something I want to know.”
”Oh, sure. What is it?”
Her voice sounded stiff. After a beat, Yurina said something completely out of place for the mood.
”Is meeting them today… something you staged?”
I instinctively looked at her face, but Yurina was looking down at my chest, so I could only see the top of her head. A sharp sting hit my sensitive spot. Had she dug her nails into me…?
”I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
”The timing was too perfect. To meet them—to meet Maruyama—at a time when Risa isn’t around… it’s too convenient to be a coincidence.”
It seemed Yurina thought I had engineered today’s events. I let out a sigh.
”Don’t be ridiculous. It was a coincidence.”
”…Really?”
The pressure of her grip on my shaft and balls tightened.
”Really. I have no reason to lie to you.”
”That is true, but…”
”You were thinking about something so boring?”
”Boring?”
Yurina’s tone shifted. She seemed angry at my remark, but I was the one who felt angry. We were in the middle of a pleasant, erotic moment, and she chose to ask such a serious, out-of-place question. I was on the verge of losing my erection just thinking about that couple again.
”You should save that kind of talk for pillow talk after we’re finished. This isn’t the time to ruin the mood when the person serving you is at their peak.”
”That… I didn’t think you would answer me seriously unless it was in a moment like this…”
I could tell Yurina was bewildered by my harsh tone. Her voice had become weak.
”I’ll listen to your questions later. For now, concentrate on your service.”
”…Understood.”
Yurina lowered her head, and I felt her lick the tip. Her movements seemed aimed at healing the spot where she’d dug her nails in. Chu, chu, she went as she resumed her oral service, coupled with stroking and kneading with her hands.
I surrendered myself to the comfort of it. She used the techniques Chifumi had taught us during our group sleepover, such as probing the underside of the glans with the tip of her tongue. Yurina, with her earnest personality, would follow instructions if I gave them.
I pulled the remote toward me and turned the dial.
”Ugh.”
With the bzzzz sound, Yurina’s service, which had paused for a moment, resumed immediately.
”Turn your legs toward me.”
”N… yes…”
Yurina shifted her body. We were in a 69 position. Before my eyes, Yurina’s sex, with the vibrator still lodged in her anal opening, was exposed. The way her hadajuban had fallen open looked quite nice.
I spread her legs and opened her labia with my fingers, and it let out a wet, squelching sound. I extended my tongue and licked her thoroughly. The 100% virgin nectar of a high school girl in traditional clothing was magnificent.
I could feel her thighs twitching. Yurina seemed to be reaching her limit, and I felt like letting myself go, too. I peeled back her clitoris, smeared it with her slick juices, and stroked her.
”Ah♡… haaah♡… kuu♡”
”Come on, climax.”
”Ah♡♡… ugh♡♡…♡♡♡”
Yurina’s legs went rigid and trembled. Confirming she had climaxed, I shoved my cock deep into Yurina’s mouth and ejaculated.
With her mouth filled, she couldn’t say a word. After she swallowed everything, the best she could manage was to whisper, “Minoru-sama, I love you,” as if delirious with fever.
Even before today, calling me with the honorific “sama” when she was flustered or in the mood had been a point that made Yurina cute. However, I felt there was a different meaning hidden in the “sama” she used today. I decided to praise her for not forgetting the report.
While turning the remote dial back, I laid Yurina down so her head faced the same direction as mine, just as before, and held her.
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Summary:
After an awkward street encounter with Yurina’s past, Minoru brings her back home.
The tension between her public independence and private submission culminates in an intense night.
Minoru successfully reinforces his psychological control over her through specific sexual rituals.
The chapter ends with Yurina in a state of emotional surrender, still under Minoru’s complete authority.
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Trivia:
The grocery store system in this world lacks national chains, focusing on local shops.
Yurina crying while maintaining a blank, stoic expression suggests deep-seated cognitive dissonance.
The hair ornament Yurina wears during their intimacy is a new, specific addition to her requested attire.
Minoru is running a psychological experiment to equate the feeling of physical pleasure with the internal declaration of love for him.
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Translation Notes:
Notes:
• Chifumi – Minoru’s 15-year-old childhood friend and classmate is a scrawny, long-haired frost/water mage and devoted Majo. Playful, airy, and a skilled mediator, she balances a trendy, cat-like demeanor with fierce combat prowess as Minoru’s proxy. A curious student and supportive rearguard, she schemes with Risa and trains with Minoru, blending naive charm with sharp-tongued, dominant battlefield efficiency.
• Yuri – A cheerful and energetic first-year student at Higashi High who is a classmate of Shibuya and an acquaintance of Kibe Yurina from their middle school days. A girl known for being aggressive toward Hayato and displaying overt favoritism.
• Yurina – A black-haired, disciplined swordswoman and vanguard of Minoru’s group, this serious student is a skilled Sorcery user and Kibe family member. Known for her beauty and signature lucky hair ornament, she balances high-level combat prowess with a formal, devoted demeanor toward Minoru. Beneath her proud, stubborn facade, she struggles with emotional turmoil while resisting her forced submissive role.
• Hayato – An attractive young man who is a former acquaintance of Yurina and a fellow student at high school. The boy Yurina and Risa previously harbored feelings for, whom they now view with newfound clarity.
• Kibe – The family name of Yurina.
• Tatemiya – The family name of the protagonist (Minoru), and Kotoha.
• Takino – The family name of Chifumi.
• Shibuya – A boy whom Yurina fears might harbor misunderstandings about her relationship with Minoru. A male student who is a former member of the dojo and currently in a relationship with Maruyama.
• Maruyama – The family name of Yuri.
• Minoru – The protagonist. A reincarnated sorcerer from a powerful lineage, he navigates a world with reversed beauty standards as a calculated, mob-like student. Now, a strategic, shock-wielding Majin and dungeon administrator, Stoic and dominant, he asserts control over his female subordinates—including his trainee Yurina—through rigid mastery contracts.
• Risa – A long black-haired, gyaru-styled student and mid-guard who uses a magic pistol, she possesses dungeon combat experience and a Majo’s Tears item. Once hostile and prideful, notably in her clashing with Maruyama, she now serves Minoru with blissful, submissive devotion. Known for her sharp eyes, skill in Western cooking, and provocative banter, she wears outfits chosen by her master, trading her feral past for duty.
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