Chapter 32 Into the Dream*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Our monster subjugation¹ tour, which had dragged on for over a week, finally came to an end. Once we returned to town, the party split up to handle our respective business.
Shirley took the lead on training. Olivia, Rosanna, and Amelia headed out to hunt for clues regarding the dark organization. Meanwhile, Lisha and Charlotte went to scout for a property to house our new shop.
That left me with nothing to do. However, just as before, I was assigned a personal guard.
”So, it’s Erina today. Looking forward to it.”
”Y-Yes. I shall serve as your shield with all my heart, milord desuwa.”
Erina bowed her head so vigorously that her ringlet ‘twin drills’ sprang elastically with the motion. Like Shirley, she was born to a house of the nobility; apparently, she was quite skilled with a blade. They decided that if Amelia couldn’t be my shadow, Erina was the best choice for a close-proximity guard.
”Not that there’s much to guard against,” I said. “Today is my day off, after all.”
”T-That is true, isn’t it desuwa…”
”Yeah. So let’s just relax, the two of us.”
”Y-Yes…”
”Go on, take a seat,” I urged her. We were in the same luxury suite I’d rented before. I sat down and took a sip of the tea provided by the inn, but to be honest, it was undrinkable swill.
I glanced at Erina and muttered, “Shall I… brew us something better?”
”Oh… if that is the case, allow me.”
As she stood up, I pulled premium tea leaves from my Storage² and handed them over. She mentioned she’d been trained in the arts of the tea ceremony as a young lady, and she wasn’t lying. The tea she produced was exquisite. I added a bit of sugar and let the peaceful atmosphere wash over me.
”How quiet it is.”
”It truly is, milord desuwa.”
The warm sunlight streaming through the window only accelerated the lethargy. As I drifted into a daze, Erina’s eyes began to look heavy and hollow. It was rare to see her like this; she looked as though she might fall asleep at any moment.
”Being like this…” she murmured, her voice trailing off. “I feel as though I might even forget that my own parents sold me into this life desuwa…”
”Wait, what?” I sat up. “I thought you were made a slave as a penalty for a crime. Can parents actually sell their children for coin?”
”Fufu… if one has the cooperation of their parents, fabricating a crime is all too easy. Besides, I never intended to fall so low as to commit a real crime of my own accord.”
”No, I get it. I’ve felt that from the start. You didn’t seem like the type to do anything intentionally wrong.”
It was the truth. She was sensible, gentle, and perhaps a bit too bound by her own inner rules. In that regard, she was quite similar to Shirley. They seemed to be kindred spirits; they spent more time talking to each other than anyone else at the house.
”My… that is a kind evaluation,” she said, a small smile playing on her lips. “Fufu… I am far happier being by your side than I ever was in my father’s house. It is ironic, isn’t it desuwa? To find more happiness as a slave than as a lady desuwa…”
”Yeah… when I first came to this world, the idea of owning slaves made me hesitate. But eventually, I realized that the bond between people is what defines us. I suppose the reverse holds true as well.”
”I suppose… it does desuwa,” she replied, her gaze falling to the floor.
”Do you still love them? Or is it the opposite?”
”I want to say the latter, but perhaps… it is both. No, the truth is I never wish to see their faces again. So, it is the latter after all.”
”I see. Well, as long as you can say you’re happy now, that’s enough for me. Erina, if there’s ever anything you truly want to do, just say the word.”
”Ufufu, are you quite certain?” she asked, looking a bit troubled.
”Yeah. But on one condition.”
”Oh? And what might that be?”
”Only if it’s something you believe will lead to your own happiness.”
I meant that if she wanted revenge to help her move forward, I would lend her my strength. As I gave her a challenging look, she stood up unsteadily. She walked to my side and slowly began to gather up the fabric of her skirt.
”Even a woman like me… would you… hold me…?”
”Wait… I thought we were talking about revenge. Are you sure? You want me to take you…?”
She kept her skirt held high, her eyes wide as she giggled softly.
”Fufu… compared to a tryst with you, such matters are trifles desuwa. Though, if my father stood before me now, I would at least like to give him a proper slap…”
”You’re strong, Erina,” I replied. I reached out for her thigh, sliding my hand up to pull her flush against me.
I stood up and sat her on my arm. She wrapped her hands around my neck and smiled. “Ufufu, this is the first time a gentleman has ever treated me so.”
Locking eyes, we moved toward the bed.
”…I have no experience. May I… leave the lead to you?”
”Of course. It would be my honor.”
I sat her on the edge of the mattress, took her hand, and kissed the knuckles.
”Goodness… to have such a scandalous dream. I must be truly lightheaded… I wonder if you would accept me like this in the waking world as well.”
”I would. So tell me again when we wake. I’ll be waiting.”
I assumed she was just hiding her embarrassment behind the idea of a dream. I pulled her close, stole her breath with a kiss, and slowly pressed her down into the sheets.
”Ah… kissing feels incredible. I wonder if it’s this way in reality, too.”
”Who knows? You should try it yourself and find out.”
”I couldn’t possibly… to steal my master’s lips…”
”Well, I’d prefer it if you did.”
”You only say that because you’re the ‘you’ from my imagination!”
She was being remarkably stubborn about the dream. Was she so exhausted her mind was actually wandering? I figured I’d find out soon enough.
With a flick of my Storage skill, I vanished our clothes until we were both down to our underwear.
”See? Things like this don’t happen in reality,” Erina murmured, almost as if convincing herself.
Judging by her expression, she truly believed it. But since she’d basically asked for this, and I already knew the others had given their consent, I decided not to correct her.
”Well, if it’s a dream, you won’t mind if I do this, right?”
I snapped the front hook of her bra, and her breasts spilled free. Even through her silk panties, I began to stroke her.
”Hyah! A-Are… nnh…?”
After the initial shock, her eyes grew hazy. “What’s wrong? You were the one who asked to be held. Did you forget?”
”T-That’s right… if it’s a dream, it’s all right to be selfish, isn’t it desuwa…?”
”Yeah. Tell me. How do you want me to treat you?”
I kept up a gentle rhythm with my hand. She looked away, her face burning.
”I want you to hold me and stroke my hair… tell me ‘Erina, you’re a good girl. You’ve worked so hard’…”
That innocent request made my hand go still. I pulled her close, stroking her curls as I whispered into her ear.
”You’re a good girl, Erina. You’ve done enough. You’ve worked so hard.”
As I whispered, her body curled inward and she began to tremble.
”Ugh… nnh… uaaa…”
Small, hoarse sobs broke from her throat. I was taken aback, but I just kept holding her, stroking her back. Gradually, her grip on me tightened.
”Uwaaaaaaan!! I was so scared! I was so scaaaaared!! Uwaaaaaaan!!”
She began to wail as if a dam had burst. I was stunned, but then I realized just how terrifying her past must have been. If this provided even a shred of healing, then so be it. I held her tight, lay her down, and kept whispering “It’s okay now” until she went limp.
She cried for a long time. Eventually, the sobbing faded into the steady rhythm of a deep sleep. Exhausted, I ended up drifting off right beside her.
When I woke, Erina was still in my arms. The sun was dipping toward the horizon; dusk was approaching. We’d slept through the entire afternoon. The others weren’t back yet. Erina’s eyes were closed, and for a moment I thought she was still out, but then they fluttered open. She looked around the room, and the moment she realized I was still holding her, her eyes went wide.
”Morning. You feeling better?”
”F-Feeling… better…?” she stammered.
”Oh, that’s right. You thought this was all a dream, didn’t you?”
”Ha… haaaaaa?! T-That wasn’t a dream?!”
”Nope. And neither is this. Now that you’re awake, I’ll say it again: I want you to kiss me, too.”
”――――!?”
She was visibly flustered, which was adorable. I couldn’t wait any longer, so I leaned in and took her lips. I slipped my tongue inside, and after a moment of hesitation, she began to respond, her tongue entwining with mine.
”Nnh… mmn… haah…”
I pulled back slowly, but she tilted her chin up, offering her lips again. As I kissed her a second time, my hand slid back down to her heat. The moment I touched her thigh, she jumped. She really must have thought the afternoon was a fantasy.
But she didn’t pull away. I kept kissing her while my fingers traced her length, kneading softly. She started making soft, breathless noises, her legs finally parting as her breathing grew ragged. I decided it was time and hooked my thumb into her lace.
”I’m taking these off.”
”… Yes…”
Her voice was so thin I could barely hear it, but she lifted her hips to help me. As I slid them down, a silken thread of moisture trailed between us. Seeing her like that made my own restraint snap. I kicked off my own underwear, and Erina stared at me with a flushed face.
”Can I?”
She gave a stiff, frantic little nod.
I wanted her to relax, so I hugged her flush against me, rubbing myself against her until she was slick.
”Ah… y-yes… haa, haah… ahn! !?”
”You’re beautiful, Erina. Just relax for me.”
I kissed her cheek, and the tension finally drained from her limbs. “Come on, give me one,” I said, offering my lips. She timidly pressed hers to mine.
While we kissed, I finally gave her breasts the attention they deserved, kneading the soft mounds. As I massaged her and ground against her, she finally locked her arms around my neck.
”I’m going in.”
I didn’t ask; I just told her. She turned her face away, hiding her eyes, but she spread her legs wide. I hated that she was hiding, but she was clearly ready. I slid home.
Since it was her first time, I expected a struggle, but I slid in surprisingly easily. There was a faint pop as I broke the seal, but that was all. The fit was perfect-tight, but not enough to cause her pain. She didn’t seem to be hurting; her hands were behind her head, gripping the pillow, and her eyes were hazy and desperate as she thrust her hips up to meet me.
I began to move in earnest.
”Ah!! Uwaaaaa!! Haa, haah… aah! That… that! Uwaaaaaa!!”
She reached out, begging to be held. I pulled her into a tight embrace, and she latched onto my lips. Her legs locked around my waist, and as her whole body shook with the sensation, she pulled me deeper and deeper.
I thought she might want me to slow down, but she was relentless. I tried to pull back to catch my breath, but she wouldn’t let me. I grabbed her hips and drove myself as deep as I could go.
”Nnnnnnh!! Aaaaaah!! Haa♡ haa♡ what is this… it’s incredible♡ it’s… so… good…♡”
She was lost in it. I ground against the very back of her, and she pulled her lips away, her spine arching. Her legs finally loosened, so I grabbed them, flipping her onto her back and lifting her legs over her shoulders to attack from the front.
I hammered into her with a steady rhythm. “No, no,” she sobbed, “It’s too much!” But watching Erina lose herself-her ringlets thrashing against the sheets as she wailed-was too much to resist.
As I watched her lose all composure, the end came quickly.
”Erina, I’m coming!”
She nodded frantically through her tears, and I drove home one last time as I let go.
”Ah!!! ――――! Hic… ugh… uaaa…”
Seeing her start to cry again, I panicked. “Hey, what’s wrong?!”
”Thank… youuuu… uweeeeeen!”
I blinked. Erina was much more of a crybaby than she looks. Still, she was cute even when she was a mess.
As I was soothing her, she started acting like a spoiled child. She was so damn adorable I couldn’t help myself and ended up taking her one more time. By the time she fell back asleep and we were finished, the rest of the party had finally returned.
Fran popped her head into the bedroom. “I’m baaaack-“
I answered “Welcome back” while still completely naked, and she froze, her face turning a vivid scarlet. “S-Sorry!” she squeaked, bolting from the room. But as she fled, Shirley stepped inside.
”Um… would it be… no good for me today?”
Shirley looked at me with a pained expression, her hand clutching her chest.
There was no way I was saying no. I grabbed her, spun her around, and hammered her from behind until she was a breathless, sobbing wreck.
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Summary:
Following a successful subjugation tour, the party rests at an inn. Erina is assigned as the protagonist’s guard and reveals the tragic truth about her slavery. This emotional vulnerability leads to a physical encounter that transitions from a perceived dream to reality, followed by an additional encounter with Shirley.
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Trivia:
- Erina’s parents were complicit in fabricating a crime to sell her into slavery.
- Erina initially believes the entire s*xual encounter is a dream because of how ‘ideal’ it feels.
- The protagonist uses his ‘Storage’ ability to instantly undress both himself and Erina.
- Shirley enters the room immediately after Erina falls asleep, suggesting she was waiting for her turn.
- Fran is the one who accidentally walks in on the protagonist while he is still naked
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Character Insight:
Erina reveals a deep-seated trauma regarding her family’s betrayal. Her need for validation (‘tell me I’m a good girl’) shows her fragile self-worth. The protagonist shows a pragmatic shift, moving past his initial hesitation toward the slave system to prioritize the emotional and physical needs of the women in his party.
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Behind the Scenes:
The use of ‘Storage’ as a convenience tool for s*xual encounters highlights the lighthearted, power-fantasy elements typical of the ‘isekai crafter’ genre, even when dealing with heavy themes like betrayal and trauma.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• 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.
• Rosanna – Member of the party searching for clues on the dark organization. Older, experienced member of the group. Volunteers for information gathering.
• Shirley – 14yo ex-knight family swordswoman, Ibuki’s 2nd slave (8-gold scapegoat from Karl), rocking long red hair, dignified cool beauty in tight white dress—shocked by the chill vibes at first. Fanatic loyalist, weapon tester, security guard, blunt questioner of his slave game, one of his 3 wives, combat/sales pro but can’t cook.
• Amelia – Quiet, expressionless white short-hair girl with red eyes—smallest in the crew but arguably strongest—once robotic, now opening up, happy with Master’s food/clothes, craving to repay kindness. Ibuki’s loyal CQC bodyguard who goes full deredere lovey-dovey post-intimacy, struggles with personal dreams but sticks by his side.
• Olivia – A member of the group who asks about the ‘weird’ monster types with some technical/magic-tech knowledge who is stunned by the efficiency of Ibuki’s skills. Archer. Eldest of the new recruits. Height approx 160cm (5’3). Deep blue-black hair. Calm demeanor.
• Lisha – Mature native girl with killer curves, huge rack, brown long haired and big-sis vibes—polite, shy homebody type who calls banging Ibuki a
• Erina – A 17‑year‑old swordswoman and slave under Ibuki’s contract, originally from Paul, with drill hair, a refined noble‑like air and speech suggesting she was once a high‑born lady.
• Fran – A young member of the group who is easily flustered. Member of the group who expresses moral or existential concern over the ‘unnatural’ leveling process.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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