Volume 7 Chapter 15 Cassandra Won’t Yield☆*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
We arrived in a town even smaller than the one yesterday. Once again, it was time for free play. Mercedes was stuck acting as the Acting Vice Captain¹ again. “Ugh, this is so unfair!” she groaned. I’ll have to make it up to her with some sweets tomorrow morning to get back in her good side.
Since the town had shrunk in scale, I secured a room at a short-stay inn that was a bit of a step down in quality. Even if it is a small town, I’d hate to camp out. Once that was settled, it was time for dinner.
As expected, we ended up at an Izakaya² that was also a step down from yesterday, but you can’t miss what isn’t there. Cassandra is such a composed beauty that if she stripped off her knight’s armor and dressed up, she’d look perfect in a high-end restaurant. I’ll have to invite her once we’re closer.
”Cheers. Things are going smoothly today without any major issues.”
”Yeah.”
Cassandra was blunt as ever, but at least she gave me an answer.
”We reach our destination village tomorrow. The specialties there are booze and dairy, right?”
”That’s right. The cheese there is delicious.”
Maybe she’s a cheese lover? She actually indulged me in a bit of small talk. The fact that this alone makes me happy probably means I’m a total pushover. Well, if it gets me closer to her, I don’t mind.
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The night was time for just the two of us.
Taking yesterday’s lessons to heart, I’m going to give Cassandra some serious foreplay tonight. They say that even with a virgin, it doesn’t necessarily have to be painful if you caress her thoroughly.
To begin with, Cassandra wasn’t exactly “stiff” with tension yesterday, but she wasn’t relaxed either. By building the mood and melting her icy exterior, both her body and mind should open up, making it feel much better for her. (If we were closer, I could do things like hugging or holding hands, and if the woman initiates, the mood is usually already there. But I can’t really force things on Cassandra. If I tried to hold her hand against her will, she’d probably just shut down.)
So, what’s the move? The most straightforward approach is a massage. I noticed while touching her yesterday that her shoulders and back are knotted up. And they are firm. It might be her constitution, or maybe it’s just the constant pressure of being a knight keeping her on edge. A simple shoulder rub would be fine, but since I have the chance, I’m going for an oil massage-specifically, an aromatherapy session.
After we both washed away the day’s sweat in the shower, I started with the area below the collarbone. The lymph nodes there are the Rin-pa³ exit, so you have to start there. I took a generous amount of oil, warmed it with my palms, and applied it with light, gliding pressure. Once that was done, I finally had her lie on the bed.
”Alright, take off the towel and lie face down.”
”No, I…”
”It’s fine, really. Just relax.”
I nudged the hesitant Cassandra until she finally lay on the bed. We’ve only known each other for three days, so even my “pure” kindness is met with wariness. Well, I’ll admit I have about a fifty-percent ulterior motive this time.
”Ngh… what is… this?”
”It’s an oil massage.”
For aromatherapy, you dilute essential oils with a carrier oil. Using pure essential oil is too intense for the skin. You can use just the carrier oil, but if you want the Aroma Effect, you need the essence. What Cassandra needs is something to help her unwind. Lavender is the go-to, but I decided on Rose. It’s incredibly expensive-the “Queen of Oils”-but it’s known for its elegant scent and its power to dissolve negative emotions. It also has one other expected effect, but we’ll see about that.
I started with her feet. The rule for a full-body massage is to start at the extremities and move toward the heart. I carefully kneaded the soles of her feet, then worked my way up to her calves and thighs. You don’t need to use heavy pressure just because the muscles are stiff; the secret to an oil massage is the rhythmic, stroking motion. I had an aromatherapy massage once in my Previous Life at a luxury resort, but the therapist was so heavy-handed it actually hurt.
Cassandra seems to hold her tension in her hamstrings, back, and shoulders. She stayed quiet and accepted the treatment.
”You’re… strangely good at this. Ah… there…”
”I know the spot.”
She’s suspicious, and for good reason-I have the ‘Massage’ skill. I picked it up after practicing on Regina-san, who complained of chronic stiffness. With breasts that size, I guess it’s a physical inevitability. Of course, I enjoyed those breasts thoroughly afterward. They were magnificent.
At first, her whole body was rigid, but she gradually began to soften. The wariness that kept her taut began to melt away. Once I finished her back, I checked in.
”How is it? Not bad, right?”
”…My body does feel lighter, I’ll admit.”
She still looked conflicted, but she couldn’t deny the results. Good. One step closer. After the massage, Cassandra’s skin was flushed and glistening with oil. She looked incredibly sexy. Her shoulders, usually held so high and tight, were finally draped in relaxation.
”Okay, flip over onto your back.”
”Mmh… very well.”
Maintaining the pretense that this was purely medicinal, I guided her to turn over. (Heh. Up until now, this hasn’t even counted as foreplay. Now, the real work begins.)
Looking down at her as she lay on her back, I saw her pubic hair was neatly groomed. I’d told her I’d shave it for her if she didn’t do it herself. A bit of a shame, really-the shaving play with Sylvie had been incredibly provocative.
I continued the slow massage over her flushed skin, starting from her feet again. Her muscular body had a firm, springy elasticity that felt amazing under my hands. I worked my way up her thighs, then skipped the delicate zone for a moment to focus on her arms and stomach.
”Ngh… this is good… I feel the fatigue just draining away…”
”I’m glad.”
Now, I’ve been intentionally avoiding the sensitive spots until now. But I’m not stopping here.
I began to gently knead her large breasts with my entire palm. I feasted my eyes on the way they jiggled and enjoyed the soft, pillowy weight in my hands. I didn’t touch the n**ples at first, merely tracing the curves to tease her.
”Nnh♡ …This is still part of the massage, right?”
”Of course.”
(Except now it was a sensual massage. I wasn’t technically lying.)
As I slowly worked her breasts, her n**ples eventually budded and stiffened, signaling that she was ready. I didn’t pinch them directly; I just included them in the sweeping, kneading motions, keeping the stimulation gentle. Watching them become engorged and hard was a treat. Cassandra kept her eyes shut, but her breathing was ragged. She couldn’t hide her body’s response. She might have realized this was no longer a standard rubdown, but I was still just barely within the realm of “massage.”
The Rose oil I used is also famous for being an aphrodisiac. It was clearly starting to work its magic on her relaxed state.
”Ngh♡ Haa♡”
After thoroughly worshipping her chest, I let my hand slide slickly toward her armpits. There are important Rin-pa points there, after all. Gotta keep up the pretense. Once that was done, it was time for the main event: the massage of her secret garden.
The oil made everything slide perfectly. I started by kneading the outer lips. When my fingers reached the inner folds, she gave a visible jolt.
”Daisuke, if the massage is over… let’s just get this over with! ♡”
”Now, now, just a little more. I told you, this is still part of the treatment.”
”Is it… really?”
”Really. Here, just let me…”
I thought I could just slide all the way to the finish line, but she wasn’t quite there yet. I’d have to push through. I nudged her back down as she tried to sit up and resumed the massage of her labia.
”Ah♡ Ngh… nnh♡”
Since it’s such a delicate area, I was careful with the pressure. A teasing touch is often better than a heavy one. As I traced her slowly, her own natural nectar began to squelch and spill from her heat. Yesterday I used lotion, so I wasn’t sure if she was actually getting wet on her own. Judging by this, she definitely was.
”The massage is melting you quite nicely, isn’t it?”
”How is this… a massage? Ah♡ Ngh♡”
She was completely worked up now, her eyes dazed and melting, but she still wouldn’t fully surrender. So stubborn.
”Sorry to keep you waiting. The massage is over.”
”Finally… phew♡”
The therapy ended there. I don’t think it’s good to leave essential oils inside the v**ina, so I wiped the excess oil from her skin with a towel. Finally, it was time for the real thing. Since the foreplay was already done, I only needed a few moments to get us both ready. I gave her n**ples a sharp little pinch-a contrast to the gentle touches from before.
”Ah! ♡ You… Daisuke… this was your plan all along! ♡ Ngh!”
”Half of it. I really did want you to relax, too.”
Cassandra, her strength largely spent, glared up at me with sharp eyes. But with her face flushed and her body trembling, it was obvious she was just putting up a front.
”Lie back. I’m going in.”
”W-wait. Not like this… if we’re doing this… then… ah♡”
Cassandra seemed to have her own stubborn sense of pride, as she once again dropped onto all fours today. It was her silent demand: take her from behind. It looked like she still wouldn’t permit the missionary position.
It was a bit of a letdown, but it couldn’t be helped. I prepared to enter the hole that sat invitingly between her high-arched cheeks, glistening as it leaked a trail of anticipation. I rubbed my shaft against her opening, slicking myself with her own arousal until we were both ready.
”Ngh…♡ You’re… teasing me… mmph♡ Just get it over with already!”
”I’m not teasing, but if you insist, I won’t hold back.”
As I thrust my hips forward just like yesterday, I was swallowed up much more smoothly than before. There was no stiffness, and her fluids were plentiful. The way she tightened around me with those rhythmic pulses felt great, too.
”Oh, this feels right. You feel amazing, Cassandra.”
”Don’t… talk such nonsense♡ No matter what you do to me, Daisuke… I will never… yield…♡!”
Her words were a cold rejection, but her depths welcomed me with a warm, desperate embrace. I began to piston slowly, savoring the way her softened walls yielded to me. It was hard to believe she was the same woman from yesterday; her insides were a melting, squeezing vice, her velvet folds working me over with every stroke.
”You’re like a completely different person…”
”I don’t… know what…♡ you’re talking about!♡ Ngh♡ ah♡ ah♡ ah♡!”
There was no way for her to truly grasp the sensation from my side, but there was no doubt she was feeling far more than yesterday. Not much time had passed, but her voice was already fraying, her composure slipping. It looked like she was actually enjoying this.
”It’s not so bad with me, is it? You’d feel even better if you stopped fighting it and moved with me.”
”Who would ever…♡ want to… with a man like you, Daisuke…♡ Ngh!♡ Ah♡ hah♡!”
I’d asked knowing it was a long shot, and I was right. While she couldn’t deny the sheer physical bliss, her heart remained barricaded; she refused to drop the act of hating me. Well, in that case, I’ll just have to carve this pleasure so deep into her body she’ll never forget it.
By focusing my attack on the weaknesses I discovered yesterday, Cassandra’s body was heightened in spite of her heart. I attacked the back side of her deep v**ina and her shallow G-spot⁴ alternately, cornering her more and more.
”Ah♡ ah♡ mmgh♡ nhaa♡! Not…♡ not there! Don’t keep… attacking only there!♡”
”Even though you actually love it… though I do like that you’re acting tough.”
Cassandra loved it most when her n**ples and her Portio⁵ were attacked at the same time. Matching the timing of my rhythmic thrusts, I gave them a little pinch-pinch.
”Y-You…!♡ That’s… no good!♡”
”No more calling me ‘you.’ This feels good, doesn’t it?”
”Nghhh!♡ I… will not… break!♡ To Daisuke, to an adventurer⁶, I won’t… yield!♡”
(Does she have some kind of trauma regarding adventurers? It’s not a conversation I can have right now, but I’m curious.)
Regardless, Cassandra was already about to climax. The intervals between her internal tightening grew shorter until she was clamped down almost constantly, her fluids overflowed in a syrupy mess, and sweet moans leaked out every time I thrust. I was also getting excited from the friction, so I decided to let it out once here.
While caressing Cassandra’s breasts, I made my strokes larger and faster, but I didn’t change the movement that surely captured her Portio. Both Cassandra and I were swept away by the pleasure created by our genitals rubbing smoothly together with her fluids.
”Cassandra, I’m going to finish.”
”Ah♡ hah♡ H-Hurry…♡ do it! Just… put it inside me already!♡”
I was impressed she could still manage a demanding tone, but she was clearly at her breaking point. I finished with a final, synchronized surge against her breasts and her deepest reach.
”Ngaaaah!♡ I’m…♡ cumminggggg!♡”
”Take it all!”
Of course, today was another internal e**culation, pressed tight against her cervix. Releasing inside a v**ina that was squeezing me so hard felt the absolute best.
”Ngh…♡ haah… haah… Is it… finally over?♡”
”Hm? That was only round one. We’ve barely even started.”
”What…? Yesterday… it ended♡ after just that…”
”I went easy on you yesterday because it was your first time. I told you that, didn’t I?”
”You certainly said so… but I didn’t think you were serious… I heard most men were satisfied with just once, but is Daisuke an exception?”
It seemed she knew a little bit even though she was inexperienced, as she showed me a surprised face over her shoulder. But those “most men” didn’t apply to me. Since she was such a beauty, I wanted to enjoy her to my heart’s content.
”Come on, we’re keeping this going.”
”W-Wait… let me rest… just a little…”
”I guess I have no choice… but only for a little bit.”
In the end, Cassandra went down after we did it two more times. It couldn’t be helped since she still lacked experience. I still had plenty of energy, but I’d enjoyed myself enough. My only regret was that it was all from behind. I hoped she’d let me do it in the missionary position tomorrow.
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Summary:
Daisuke and his party arrive in a small town where they stay at a lower-budget inn. Daisuke uses his ‘Massage’ skill on Cassandra under the guise of relieving her tension, but uses expensive Rose oil with aphrodisiac properties to facilitate sexual intimacy. The chapter ends as they transition from the massage to intercourse.
Daisuke continues his intimate encounter with Cassandra, who insists on a specific position to maintain her pride. Despite her vocal refusal to ‘submit’ to an adventurer, her body responds enthusiastically to his calculated stimulation of her weak points. The chapter concludes after several rounds, leaving Cassandra exhausted and Daisuke curious about her past.
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Trivia:
- Mercedes is acting as the Vice-Captain’s proxy, which she finds frustrating.
- Daisuke has a ‘Massage’ skill acquired from practicing on a character named Regina.
- Cassandra is noted as being a virgin prior to this journey.
- The setting involves ‘Previous Life’ knowledge (Isekai).
- Rose oil is referred to as the ‘Queen of Oils’ in this world’s aromatherapy lore.
- Cassandra specifically refuses the missionary position (seijou-i).
- This is only their second day together (yesterday was the first).
- Cassandra mentions that ‘most men’ she’s heard of finish after one round.
- The protagonist explicitly mentions he was ‘holding back’ yesterday.
- There is a recurring hint of a grudge or trauma toward ‘adventurers’ as a class
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Character Insight:
Daisuke shows a calculative side, using his skills and items (Rose oil) to systematically lower Cassandra’s defenses while maintaining a ‘kind’ facade. Cassandra, despite her stoic knightly training, is physically vulnerable to Daisuke’s skilled touch and the oil’s effects.
Cassandra is struggling with the cognitive dissonance between her physical pleasure and her hatred for the ‘adventurer’ class. Daisuke is shown to be more physically capable and observant than she expected.
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Lore And Worldbuilding Context:
The author uses the 18:00 posting time as a meta-joke about being ‘late’.
The author notes that this is the peak of the current ‘work’ phase and that Cassandra’s story is being carefully paced to avoid a quick fall of her character’s resolve.
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Glossary:
Notes:
• Mercedes – Mercedes—also called Mel—is a brown‑haired, white frilled‑dressed noble, Home Secretary of Maultasche, and mother of Patrizia. She is Daisuke’s talkative, gluttonous Knight Order ally, loves sweets, fears Vice‑Captain Cassandra, despises goblins, feeds him intel, seeks a Reincarnator boyfriend, views dungeons as divine trials, and often breaks walls.
• 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.
• Rin – Tall, large-breasted B-rank adventurer with long shaggy hair and thick chest armor, exuding a cool-beauty façade; quiet, blunt, and intuitively brilliant at drawing, she’s deeply fond of Camilla—playing with her, shielding her fiercely, and feeling indebted to a rescued beast-man child. She dominates Daisuke’s group, belongs to “Yamato Nadeshiko,” wields ice magic for first aid, and is profoundly sensitive to slave mistreatment. Weekly, she visits Camilla and subtly expresses interest in Daisuke through an indirect kiss via chopstick exchange.
• Regina – Late‑twenties Onee‑san with blue‑purple hair, green eyes, marine‑blue thigh‑split dress, thigh‑high socks, and a large‑breasted figure. She runs Daydream (BSS), mentors Nora and Rita, and is a respected senior Beastman and elite courtesan famed for her Masterpiece body. Insecure about her age, she’s targeted by the protagonist’s revenge and part of Daisuke’s circle hoping she’ll retire to follow him.
• Mai – 175 cm tall, toned and athletic, she dons thick chest armor and a single ponytail, giving a slightly masculine look. War Saint Vanguard of the Working Women Party and Leemans member — former gym instructor, adventure lover, brisk speaker — also in the transferee party, recalling martial‑arts tournament knowledge from a past life.
• Sylvie – Elf, 140 cm, petite loli‑like with pointed ears, long wavy blonde hair and a fairy‑like smile. Usually in a white blouse and embroidered yellow skirt (forest‑scented); for dates she wears a gothic‑lolita dress with lace‑up boots. Top‑ranked Gale adventurer, Daisuke’s spirit‑magic teacher, scout and trap‑expert who drinks MP potions. Motherly, observant, mediator of the household, and older‑sister figure to girls like Camilla. Playful, assertive about her crush on Daisuke, ears twitch with mood, cheerful, recently left her village.
• 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.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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