Chapter 73 Miyuna’s Night
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Since he was heading out for dinner, staying in his school uniform was out of the question. Aki first went to the mall to buy a set of black, lightweight sportswear. He had plenty of other casual clothes back home, but they all reflected his predecessor’s style: a weak, pathetic cuckold. He couldn’t stand to look at them, let alone wear them.
Checking his reflection in the mirror, he was satisfied. The frail, delicate aura he once carried had largely vanished, replaced by a dangerously wicked, unbridled charisma. It was a bit of a cliché, perhaps, but it fit him perfectly. A man’s presence is built on three things: his looks, his mindset, and his style. Aki was already quite happy with his face-not just because he was handsome, but because he bore a seventy-percent resemblance to his teenage self from his previous life.
As his power grew, so did his confidence. His recent actions had become increasingly bold and direct. (Better to be a scumbag than a victim.) This was a new philosophy that had taken root the moment Aki discovered the “extra” benefits of his Dual Cultivation¹ ability. Rather than letting some blonde thug turn the women in his life into “public toilets,” he decided he would be the one in control. At least this way, he maintained his basic dignity and agency.
After politely declining a shop girl’s request for his contact information, Aki grabbed his bag and found a Western-style steakhouse in the mall. He secured a table, sent a Line message to Miyuna, and settled into a bored daze. Several other women approached him during his wait, but he brushed them all off. He had no interest in wasting energy where there was no profit, especially since his standards had been spoiled by the high-tier heroines he already knew.
He didn’t have to wait long. Miyuna clocked out, changed into her street clothes, and took a cab straight to the mall. They didn’t waste time with small talk once she arrived; the understanding between them was already crystal clear. Now, it was just a matter of filling their stomachs and heading to a love hotel. Dinner was unremarkable-typical mall restaurant fare that was neither offensive nor inspired. After settling the bill, Miyuna looped her arm through Aki’s, pulling him out of the mall under the envious stares of several onlookers.
”Where to next?” Miyuna asked.
Aki slid an arm around her slender waist. “I’m not a fan of hotels. Can we go to your place?” It was a bit of a quirk of his; if given the choice, he preferred a more personal setting. It wasn’t about privacy or hidden cameras-he just felt that love hotels were for fleeting, hollow flings.
Miyuna paused to think, then nodded. “I live alone. It’s a bit small in some spots, though.”
”As long as there’s a bed, I’m good,” Aki teased.
Miyuna rolled her eyes, though a small smile played on her lips. She had hoped for a bit more romance, especially since no man had ever set foot in her “little nest” before.
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Miyuna’s apartment was surprisingly decent, right on the edge of being a luxury condo. Aki didn’t care whether she rented or owned it; he wasn’t there for a real estate tour. He wanted to get down to business so he could get home and sleep. This was actually his first time “performing” with someone he’d just met. Even with someone like Sakuramachi Touko-not to mention they were classmates-he’d spent plenty of time using her as “material” in his head before the real thing.
”Want to shower together?” Miyuna asked.
Once inside, Miyuna dropped her guard completely. She had rinsed off at work, but she wanted to be pristine before they bared everything to each other. Aki was no stranger to “bathroom play.” He kicked off his clothes, tossing them onto the sofa, and carried a similarly undressed Miyuna into the shower.
Under the warm spray, they began lathering each other up. The friction and the steam quickly stoked the fire. Aki pulled her slick, supple body close, expertly drawing her tongue from her mouth while his hands roamed over the curve of her back and hips. Their breaths hitched, the sound of rhythmic splashing mixing with the wet, desperate sounds of their kissing. Miyuna clung to him, gasping for air as Aki buried his face in the crook of her neck, his hand finding the tight crease of her backside.
After a few minutes of intense foreplay, Aki realized he still hadn’t heard any system notification chime. Though he had expected as much, he couldn’t help a flash of disappointment.
”Here, or the bedroom?” Aki asked. His patience for flirting was wearing thin as Little Aki reached full mast.
Miyuna’s eyes were hazy with lust. Aki’s experience was obvious; she was already so over-stimulated she barely knew where she was. “Anywhere… whatever you want…”
Aki grabbed a towel, gave them a cursory dry, and carried her to the bed. Balconies and showers were fine for a thrill, but nothing beat the leverage of a soft mattress.
The bedroom echoed with the rhythm of heavy, wet impacts. Miyuna’s pale legs wrapped tightly around Aki’s waist. Her flushed flower valley² bore the brunt of his relentless assault, weeping a steady trail of white cream. The searing heat of Little Aki drove deep into the older woman’s tight, burning canal, slamming against the very back of her flower palace.
”Ah! God, it’s so deep! You’re killing me… it feels too good!” Miyuna cried out.
She began to thrust back, meeting his every lunge. Her curvaceous body was entirely at his mercy. Every time he bottomed out, his pelvis cracking against her firm, upturned rear, she let out a shattered, breathless moan. Ten minutes in, Miyuna’s entire frame convulsed, her legs locking straight.
”Ah! I’m… I’m there! I’m coming!” Miyuna screamed.
Feeling the rhythmic pulses of her climax, Aki redoubled his speed. He wanted to leave a souvenir for this first round-a warm-up for the rest of the night. As his hot essence surged into her, Miyuna’s mouth fell open, her body trembling violently as she was pushed over the edge yet again.
”Did you… did you go inside?” Miyuna rasped once she caught her breath. Her face was crimson with worry. “I’m in my window. What if I get…”
She didn’t necessarily mind the idea of having his child-it might even bind him to her-but she wasn’t ready to be a mother.
As Aki flipped her over to change positions, he spoke dismissively. “Don’t worry. If you get pregnant, I’ll cover the child support.”
Miyuna rolled her eyes as she lifted a leg to accommodate him. She’d expected something romantic, like a promise of marriage, but of course, he’d go for the scumbag answer.
”Wear a-ugh!”
She tried to ask for a condom, but the words were cut off by a fresh surge of pleasure. Aki hooked her leg over his shoulder and drove himself back in with a brutal shove. They both let out a low, satisfied grunt. Miyuna’s eyes went wide, her mouth agape but silent as her body instinctively tried to squeeze every drop of essence out of him. Her mouth said no, but her body was a liar.
She gave up on the argument. He’d already filled her once; the damage was done. She might as well enjoy the friction of the moment and worry about the morning-after pill later.
Aki, meanwhile, was just messing with her. A normal woman stood no chance of conceiving his child unless he willed it. Without using his Mana³ to consciously preserve his seed, it would simply dissolve into pure energy, nourishing her internal organs and leaving her body more vibrant than before.
As he continued his rhythmic assault, Aki’s hands roamed her chest, kneading her ample, snow-white breasts. He toyed with her hardened peaks, sending fresh jolts of electricity through her. Miyuna’s head lolled back, her eyes rolling as her tongue poked out in a daze of over-stimulation. Aki leaned down, catching her tongue in his, sucking and tasting her as he drove them both toward the next peak.
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Summary:
Aki meets up with Miyuna for a scheduled date after updating his wardrobe to match his new, more dominant persona. They skip the love hotel in favor of Miyuna’s private apartment. The encounter becomes a testing ground for Aki’s ‘Dual Cultivation’ and ‘Mana’ control as he settles into his ‘scumbag’ role.
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Trivia:
- Aki’s current face is 70-80% similar to his original self from his previous life.
- Miyuna is currently in her ‘danger period’ (fertility window).
- Aki’s seed can be converted into pure energy via Mana to prevent pregnancy and nourish the partner.
- Aki is disappointed by the lack of a system notification during the act.
- Miyuna has never had a man in her apartment before this night
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Character Insight:
Aki is consciously trying to shed the ‘cuckold’ aura of his body’s previous owner, using sexual dominance and a ‘scumbag’ attitude (like the child support joke) to solidify his new identity. Miyuna shows a mix of professional restraint and submissive honesty.
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Lore And Worldbuilding Context:
The author uses ‘Little Aki’ as a common light novel euphemism for the male member to maintain a specific tone even during explicit scenes.
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Glossary:
Notes:
• Aki – Transfer student at Kuoh Academy, silver‑haired and sharp‑eyed, Occult Research Club member. B‑rank Stray Devil with dual‑cultivation, Insight Eye and Mana‑Lightning Flash. Dates Rias Gremory and the Takamine sisters, holds the “Little Aki” essence. Defeated Miyajima Sosuke, monitors Aisu Academy, bluffs his status with the Gremory Family, adopts a scumbag persona while growing Mana.
• Miyuna – A late-twenties kendo instructor and receptionist at the Miyajima Dojo, she possesses a toned, athletic build honed by martial arts training and exceptional stamina. Infatuated with Aki after their encounter, she harbors a predatory romantic interest, masking her intensity with professional poise. This is the first time she’s brought a man—Aki—to her apartment, marking a bold, personal breakthrough after years of reserved, office-lady decorum.
• Sakuramachi Touko – Sakuramachi Touko, a pure‑blood succubus masquerading as Aki’s classmate, has shoulder‑length bluish hair, an icy cool demeanor, striking beauty, and an eerie death stare on camera. A mental‑attribute mage, she rose from C‑Rank peak to B‑Rank via dual cultivation with Aki, wielding advanced massage and oral techniques.
• Sakura – Sakura Miyajima, an upperclassman at Aisu Academy, is a tall, athletic kendo prodigy with the “Sword Heart” talent, wearing the school’s navy blazer and red hakama. Daughter of Sousuke, she sees Aki as a younger brother yet knows his predatory nature, and now stays with him after learning of the supernatural.
• Touko – Sakuramachi Touko, a pure‑blood succubus masquerading as Aki’s classmate, has shoulder‑length bluish hair, an icy cool demeanor, striking beauty, and an eerie death stare on camera. A mental‑attribute mage, she rose from C‑Rank peak to B‑Rank via dual cultivation with Aki, wielding advanced massage and oral techniques.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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