Chapter 23 The Modest and Adorable Girl*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Once the discussion wound down and I headed for the bath, Shirley joined me today.
She was completely naked, fidgeting and trying desperately to shield her p**sy with her hands. Her frame was as delicate as I’d imagined – pale, slender, and thin from her fingers down to her toes. Since she had only recently become a slave, she didn’t look malnourished; her skin had the luster of fine silk.
Her features were refined, almost noble, but I couldn’t take my eyes off her current state. Her face was crimson, and she stood with her knees knocked together, struggling to hide herself.
Despite her obvious shame, she spoke up in a wavering, tiny voice. “U-Um… your back…”
I was genuinely touched that she’d summoned the courage to come in. I gave her a warm smile. “Oh? Can I count on you for that?”
Her expression brightened instantly, though her face remained bright red. “Y-Yes!” she chirped. Keeping herself covered as best she could, she scurried around behind me.
With Shirley at my back and the other two at my sides, all three women began washing me with their bare hands. Here I was, naked and being pampered by three gorgeous girls. Naturally, I was fully erect. I didn’t even bother trying to hide it anymore, but unusually, Lisha and Charlotte didn’t reach for it. Once they finished washing everything but my prick, they started washing each other.
’Don’t tell me they’ve awakened to some girl-on-girl action and decided to ignore me?’ I wondered. It looked wholesome enough for now, but maybe they needed a little “guidance.”
As I watched them, Charlotte called out to Shirley. “Shirley-san¹, Ibuki-sama² is waiting for you, you know?”
”Eh? Waiting for…?” As Shirley tilted her head, confused, Lisha piped up.
”Service for his c**k, obviously! Look, the veins are throbbing; he looks so frustrated. The head is all swollen and sensitive. Hurry up and help him out.”
I chuckled at Lisha’s bluntness as I sat down and turned toward Shirley. She just stood there, her gaze wandering in total bewilderment.
”Um… I… I’ve never done anything like this before. I don’t know what to do…”
”Oh, you poor thing. Why don’t you let big sister show you the ropes?” Lisha said. She rinsed off the soap and gave me an assist, taking my cold prick into her mouth to warm it up.
”Ibuki-sama, your body is getting chilled,” Charlotte said. She poured warm water over my shoulders from behind and hugged me, sharing her body heat. I’d just been thinking it was getting a bit nippy. This was world-class hospitality.
”Surrounded by beauties and served like this… I feel like a King³ mood.”
Charlotte suddenly latched onto the idea. “–!? That! That sounds wonderful!”
”Yeah, feeling like a king feels pretty good. You want to be a queen, Charlotte?”
”No! I mean, if Ibuki-sama became a King, you’d definitely build a happy nation! Right, Lisha-sama!?”
Lisha pulled away with a wet shluck sound and looked at Shirley. “Okay, switch,” she said. She turned back to Charlotte. “Well, sure, but a coup is a bit much. The people in Dole wouldn’t care, and we don’t exactly have a righteous cause here.”
”Muu. I guess it’s not that easy…”
While they chatted, Shirley stared intently at my shaft with a scarlet face, slowly bringing her lips closer. With her long lashes and narrow eyes, she looked like a lovely, innocent girl as she timidly extended her tongue. She gently gripped me, brushed her hair behind her back, and leaned in.
Her tongue flicked the tip once, licked it again, and then she gave it a soft kiss. Her loose hair tickled my skin, but I kept quiet, fearing she’d pull away if I pointed it out. I just ran my fingers through her hair like a comb, and she looked up at me.
”Shirley, it’s okay. Keep going…” I cupped her dazed face. She lowered her head again.
This time, she seemed determined to suck me properly. I was getting impatient, so I instinctively pulled her head closer to guide her. She seemed to understand what I wanted and did her best to mimic Lisha’s rhythm.
She was trying hard, but her technique was clumsy. It wasn’t enough to make me blow, so I finally spoke up. “I want to put it in soon.”
Shirley shrank back. Seeing her hesitation, Charlotte stepped forward. I thrust right into her, lifted her up, and we stepped into the bath together.
”Aaaahhh♡ Haaah… it feels so warm and gooood♡”
Lisha joined us, but Shirley-chan⁴ held back. I beckoned her over, and we all soaked in the tub together, huddling close.
Once we were warmed through and out of the bath, I attacked Charlotte’s p**sy relentlessly until she collapsed in minutes. “Whoops,” I thought, rinsing her off until she was squeaky clean (kirei-kirei) before carrying her to the dressing room.
I dried her, put her clothes (obebe)⁵ on, and tucked her into the futon. Then it was Lisha’s turn. I hammered away with a rhythmic thwack-thwack (pan-pan) until I finally reached my first internal release.
”Phew,” I exhaled, only to realize Shirley was gone. She was just here a second ago.
Wondering where she’d gone, I walked to her room and heard muffled panting.
”Ah♡ Ah♡ Ah♡ Aryuji-shama♡ Master♡ Me too♡ Please, me too♡”
I eased the door open. Shirley was there, desperately fingering her p**sy with a look of pure longing.
…She’s way too cute. Why couldn’t she just tell me that directly?
I slipped into the room, but she noticed me instantly. “–!? M-Master!? I… I’m so sorry…” Her eyes welled up as if she’d committed a major crime.
”You’re right to be sorry. Doing that without me is a point deduction. You should show me that side of yourself more often!”
”I-I’m so sor–… Huh???”
She cut herself off, totally lost. I walked over, got into her bed, and pinned her down. “Kyaa!” she squeaked, but she didn’t resist. She just gave herself over to me.
No more talking. I sealed her lips with mine.
”Mwah… slurp-slurp… Aryuji-shama…”
”There we go. You’re finally showing me the woman inside. You’re adorable, Shirley.”
”That’s a lie… my elder brother said I’m withered as a woman because I’m so thin and flat…”
Eeeh… isn’t that just because you’re siblings? Still, I guess some guys don’t like the slender type. To me, though, she looked incredibly erotic.
”That depends on the man. The reason I’m pinning Shirley down right now is because I find you so irresistible I can’t stop.”
”If that’s true… I’m happy, but…”
Looking at her face, she clearly didn’t believe me. Even the compliant Shirley-chan had her doubts.
”Fine. I’ll make you understand with my body. I’m going to do you over and over, okay!?”
”Eh… if that is what Master wishes… as much as you want…♡”
We tangled together in the blankets. I grabbed her small, cute butt and rubbed my c**k against her through her clothes.
”Haa, haa, Master… mwah♡ slurp♡”
As I kept kissing and grinding against her, Shirley started to lose herself. Her eyes glazed over, her dignified air vanished, and she became nothing but pure cuteness. ‘This is cheating,’ I thought. Driven by the urge to devour her, I started stripping her clothes off.
”N-No!! The clothes you gave me! They’ll tear!!”
She shook her head with a sad, pleading face. Even her fear of ruining the clothes turned me on. “I’ll fix them or make you new ones as much as you want! I can’t hold back anymore! Let me have you!! Shirley!!”
”Hyai!!” I’d made her teary-eyed by being so rough, but she spread her arms for me anyway.
Ugh, even the time to undress was frustrating. I shoved my own clothes into Storage to go naked and clung to her—she was down to just her panties.
”Shirley! Shirley!”
”Aryuji-shama! Nn! Mwah♡ slurp♡ Nn♡ Nnn♡”
I pressed against her with only a thin layer of underwear between us. Intertwining with her smooth, warm body while grinding toward her p**sy was incredibly arousing. She felt it too and began to move her own hips.
”I’m sorry… I can’t… hold back… Anh♡ Nnn♡ Sorry♡”
What is this? It feels so wrong… so dirty… and so hot!!
This quiet girl was apologizing through tears while grinding her hips against mine. Her dignified front was gone; she was like a trembling, innocent thing. She desperately lowered her hips, begging me to enter, but she only slid over her panties, which were now slick with her juices. I hooked the lace aside to expose her p**sy.
”—-!? Is it… okay…?” she asked like a small child.
At that voice, the last thread of my restraint snapped. “I can’t wait! I’m doing it!”
As I thrust my c**k into her p**sy, I felt a sharp tearing sensation directly through my shaft. Shirley clung to me, her entire body going rigid.
”Aguuuu… I’m… sorry… I’ll try my best… please… don’t abandon me…”
Seeing her in such pain brought me back to my senses. I realized I couldn’t just force my way through this. It felt like my sanity had returned in exchange for her membrane breaking. I held Shirley tight as she sobbed against my chest, patting her back ton-ton. It was a bizarre situation—treating her like a child while buried deep inside her—but I waited for her to calm down.
She started moving again soon after, though her face was still strained with pain. “Don’t push yourself. We can just take it slow.”
”Please. I want to do this… You cherish me so much, I hate the thought of making Master endure any more…”
”O-Oh. I’m glad you feel that way… but I also hate making Shirley suffer through it.”
”I-It’s not suffering! It’s just… it’s not just the pain…”
She cut herself off and collapsed onto me once more. I saw it in her eyes. It hurt, but it felt good enough that she didn’t want to stop. Fine then.
”So, you’re sure?”
”Y-Yes…♡”
Seeing her so happy and devoted while drenched in sweat and enduring the pain, I felt a surge of genuine affection. I rolled her over, moving into the missionary position. I claimed her lips, and as I explored her mouth, she aggressively tangled her tongue with mine.
Not wanting to cause her more pain, I stayed deep inside and began to gently, rhythmically tap against her womb.
”Nnnn♡ mwah♡ nnnn♡ slurp♡ aanh♡ nnn-nn♡”
She seemed to catch on to the fact that I was being careful with her. She spread her legs wide and locked them around my waist, pulling me deep inside her.
”Please… fuck me… break me… ♡”
The words hit me like a physical blow. Her request was a fragile, desperate thing – a c**ktail of pure devotion and raw, unfiltered lust.
”I hear you, Shirley. Now, let me feel all of you.”
I growled the words against her lips, losing myself in a deep kiss as I began to drive my hips into her, guided by nothing but primal instinct.
”Nnn-ghhh! Haaah♡ Yaaah… no! The pain… it’s gone! This is bad! It’s too much!”
Shirley’s back arched violently. I wondered why the pain stopping was “bad,” but I didn’t slow down, slamming into her again and again.
”Aahhh♡ Aaaaaah! I’m… I’m losing my mind! Hyaaaaaa!”
”Yeah, give it all to me! You’re so damn beautiful like this, Shirley!”
”Hyaaaaa! Wait – ♡ No – ♡ Ahhh – ♡ St-stop – ♡ Aaaaaaaaaah!”
Her legs were shaking uncontrollably, and she thrashed her head from side to side, crying out in a blurred protest of pleasure.
”You’re the one who asked for this, Shirley! Let me love you!”
”Y-yes! H-hyaiii♡ Aaaaaaaaaah!”
A heavy, warm spray splashed between our bodies as her screams reached a fever pitch.
”Nooooo! Don’t look! Please don’t look! It feels too good… I’m leaking everywhere!”
”God, you’re so cute! I’m at my limit! I’m coming, Shirley!”
”――! I want it♡ I want it! Please! Give it to me!”
She wrapped her legs even tighter. As her muscles convulsed around me, she drew me to her very core, and I finally hit my breaking point.
Pulse after pulse, I came deep inside her.
”It’s so hot♡ Is this… is this your seed? Am I finally a woman now? Ah♡ Ahh♡ Uaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”
Shirley looked genuinely happy, even as a steady, golden stream escaped her. I kissed her deeply as she stared up at me with those hazy, melting eyes.
”That was incredible. You’re never getting away from me now, so you’d better be ready.”
”That… that sounds like a dream… Aruji-sama⁶, I love you.”
She clung to me, but we were both a soaking mess. As the air started to turn chilly, I carried her – still joined together – straight to the bath. I felt a wave of relief that the bathroom was still warm, and I let the water run as we got in. By then, Shirley seemed to be coming back to her senses, her eyes darting around nervously.
”What’s wrong? It’s way too late for regrets, you know.”
”N-no! It’s not that! It’s just… that indiscretion… I am so deeply sorry…”
”Hey, don’t worry about that. Honestly? Seeing the woman I love lose control like that is just fuel for my fire. I know it’s embarrassing for you, but it only makes me want you more.”
I pulled her back against my chest. She suddenly spun around and pressed her hand over my mouth.
”U-um… I’m sorry… hearing you call me ‘the woman I love’… I just got so overwhelmed…”
She was being so shy that I decided to shut her up with another forceful kiss.
”Sorry. I guess I got overwhelmed too, seeing how happy I made you,” I teased, mimicking her tone. Her eyes went hazy again as she leaned her weight into me.
Holding her there in the warm water, I felt a soul-deep connection. But then, thoughts of our future together clouded my mind. I couldn’t help the anxiety that crept into my voice.
”Shirley, since you’re in the Combat Class⁷, I’m going to have to put a lot on your shoulders. I don’t ever want to lose you. That means I’ll probably be dragging you along for some intense level-grinding. I’m counting on you.”
It felt pathetic to admit I needed her to protect me, but logically, it was the right move. I wasn’t going to let some stupid pride put everyone in danger. Besides, if I tried to play hero at the front, I’d just be getting in Shirley’s way.
”That is all I wish for. All I know is how to swing a sword. Thank you for not telling me to stay behind. Even if I fall – if I die fighting for you, Aruji-sama – that would be my greatest honor.”
”Don’t talk about dying. And besides…” I squeezed her tighter, whispering in her ear. “You’re much more than just a sword with that kind of s*xiness. God, you were so cute when you were coming.”
I looked off into the distance, acting all nostalgic, and her face turned bright red. She shook her head and muttered weakly, “You’re not supposed to remember that…”
Seriously, how is she this cute?
We finished our second bath of the night. I tossed the soaked bedding into my Storage⁸, letting the Processing⁹ function clean it up, and then headed to the room where Lisha and the others were sleeping. I pulled Shirley toward the bed.
”B-but, I’m the newest member…” She started mumbling about some kind of hierarchy.
”Doesn’t matter. Anyone I love this deeply is my wife, plain and simple. I told you, I’m not letting you go.”
At that, she finally threw herself at me. I caught her, but the momentum carried us onto the bed – right as her heel slammed into Charlotte’s stomach.
”Ogoff!! Ibuki-sama!?”
Charlotte bolted upright, having taken a sudden kick to the gut.
”S-sorry!”
”Pfft – sorry. But man, you made a hilarious sound.”
I couldn’t help but laugh as Charlotte started papping me in annoyance. Shirley apologized a million times, but Charlotte eventually sighed. “I can’t even be mad at either of you…” We all huddled together, and after a few more whispered words of love, we finally drifted off to sleep.
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Summary:
Ibuki takes a bath with Shirley, Charlotte, and Lisha. Shirley, despite being a virgin and highly shy, attempts to serve Ibuki s*xually under the guidance of the other two. Later, Ibuki discovers Shirley masturbating in her room out of longing, leading to him taking her virginity in a tender yet intense session.
Ibuki and Shirley share an intense intimate moment followed by a vulnerable conversation in the bath. Ibuki expresses his reliance on her combat skills for the future, which she accepts as her highest honor. The scene ends with a comedic accident involving Charlotte as they settle into bed.
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Trivia:
- Shirley has a serious complex about her thin body because of her brother’s comments.
- Charlotte is the one who suggests Ibuki should become a King.
- Ibuki uses his ‘Storage’ skill just to get naked faster.
- Shirley’s slurred speech (Aryuji-shama) happens when she is highly aroused or emotional.
- The ‘tearing’ sound indicates Shirley was a virgin.
- Shirley is a new member of the party and feels insecure about the hierarchy.
- Ibuki uses system functions like ‘Storage’ and ‘Processing’ to clean bedding.
- The ‘Combat Class’ implies a rigid role system in this world.
- Shirley experienced an ‘involuntary indiscretion’ due to pleasure which Ibuki finds arousing rather than off-putting
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Character Insight:
Shirley moves from being a dignified, reserved girl to a desperate, loving slave who values her master’s satisfaction over her own physical pain. Ibuki shows a rare moment of restraint when he realizes he’s hurting her.
Shirley moves from a place of service-oriented duty to a deeper emotional bond, while Ibuki displays a pragmatic leadership style by admitting his weakness to her.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author uses ‘King’ as a potential foreshadowing of a political shift in the story, moving beyond just a typical isekai harem.
The transition from high-tension eroticism to slice-of-life comedy is a common rhythm in adult Isekai light novels to maintain character likability.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Shirley – A 14-year-old girl, former daughter of a warrior family and a fencer. Ibuki’s second slave, purchased for her combat class. A newly acquired slave from a warrior family (buke). She is described as having a ‘dignified’ air and ‘cool’ beauty. She wears a tight, glossy white party dress and is initially terrified and confused by the household’s kind treatment.
• Charlotte – Short, skinny late‑teen slave girl with messy brown hair, feline eyes, and a soft, slender body. Was an Ex‑Level 8 farmer, now Level 10 and bound to Ibuki, who she calls “Master” and calls herself his wife. Wears rags at first, then pretty clothes he makes, plus his bat‑wing hairband. Blushy, clingy, protective, and easily emotional, she follows him on runs, fights, and flights while always worrying if she’s useful enough.
• Lisha – Mature‑looking native woman with a soft “big‑sister” vibe, a big, bon‑kyu‑bon chest, and an hourglass figure. Polite, domestic, and secretly shy, she treats being with Ibuki as a blessing and quietly fixes the bedding after they’re done. A skilled cook, hot‑spring lover, and “doer” who melts when others take control. She’s the Guildmaster and receptionist/butcher for the Hasshi Subjugator Guild, good friends with Collet, and lets Ibuki and Charlotte stay at her place, worrying about his safety while torn between duty and her feelings for him. Has a younger sister and family in a nearby town.
• Ibuki – Broke high‑schooler from Earth who got tossed into another world with the “Crafter” class he first thought was useless—turns out it’s totally busted. Black‑haired, germaphobic, and low‑key bitter but sharp as hell. Uses Synthesis, Processing, and Inventory skills to survive, craft gear, and haul loot while exploring. Currently a Level 10 otherworlder, wielding a stone axe, traveling the frontier forest with Charlotte, and just trying to stay alive long enough to find a bit of peace.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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