Volume 4 Chapter 3 Haruka-chan Becomes A Little Silly ★
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
I was having outdoor sex for the first time in my life.
Not with a purchased slave, but with Haruka-chan.
Her silver twin tails shook with a restless grace as she arched beneath me, her moans spilling into the cool air—soft, breathy, irrepressible. She was utterly bare, save for the collar around her neck, a quiet mark of her status, and the vulnerability it carried.
”Aah, everyone’s watching me…♡” Her voice trembled, a blend of want and shyness, as if daring the world to witness her surrender. “My breasts, my skin… they’re all exposed. And you—inside me, from behind—but my head feels so light, like I’m floating away♡ I’m losing myself♡”
I caught the flicker of heat in her eyes and smiled, low and steady.
”Haruka-chan seems to thrive on being seen.” My voice was calm, teasing but kind, “Speaking your desires aloud—that’s good for the mind, for the soul.”
Her lips curved in a sly grin. “Yes. Once you’ve… finished inside me, maybe we could walk around, let everyone see it there♡ In this district, no one blinks at a master parading a slave naked. Maybe I should join you, chained and bare…♡”
Ranka-san and Ms. Rusty lingered nearby, their eyes sharp as they stoked the fire in Haruka-chan’s gaze, all while keeping watch for any trouble. Weed-san had been with us, but he’d excused himself with a lighthearted, “I shouldn’t be peeping, should I,” and gone ahead to the meeting place.
”We don’t have much time.” My voice dropped, thick with promise. “I’m going to come, Haruka-chan.”
”Please,” she breathed, almost pleading. “Give your perverted slave a punishment.♡”
Despite the words, the heat between us felt less like penalty and more like reward. I didn’t question it too deeply. My hands found the curve of her breasts; I moved against her, slow and steady.
With each movement came the sounds of skin meeting skin, the mattress exhaling beneath us—soft pops and sighs that spoke louder than any word.
Thrust, a low, velvet pop of contact…
A wet sigh, a shuddering release…
Gush, hush… the world narrowing to the quiet storm between us.♡
”Aah, so happy…♡” Her voice was breathless and free, laced with the thrill of exposure. “Making love outdoors, with all eyes on me… it’s the best feeling♡”
* * *
Vice President Haruka-chan, serious and composed by day, now utterly undone by desire. I slid free, the slick warmth slipping away, and handed myself over to Ms. Rusty, who took over with practiced care. I watched Ranka-san swiftly tend to Haruka-chan’s skin, wiping away the traces of our shared secret, before straightening my collar and smoothing my hair.
”Are you really leaving her like that?” Ranka’s voice was low, curious.
”Absolutely.” I gripped the chain that linked to Haruka-chan’s collar. “This kind of discipline isn’t enough for a slave like her. She wants more.”
As long as she was content… I led my naked classmate, the weight of the chain light in my hand.
Despite the intensity of what we’d just shared, my mind snapped back to the gravity of today’s purpose. This could lead to a major deal, and I needed to stay focused.
* * *
”153rd in the rankings, ‘Powerful’ Dalcur?”
I twisted my neck at the name. Weed-san’s laughter was light, full of mischief.
”Yeah. I have a bit of history with him. He commanded a mercenary group before joining the Resuta Kingdom Army. I reached out, offered a way out, and he accepted right away. Turns out, the pay’s terrible and he clashed with them over prisoner treatment. Impressive, right?”
Weed-san always surprised me. At first, I’d thought he was just a side player, no match for Chinatsu-chan.
”Bring that mercenary group into the clan, Takumi. I don’t know all the details, but your skill is beyond us.”
I exhaled. “Well…”
”We don’t need to announce everything. The results matter. I’ll handle initial talks, but you’ll take the lead on the critical parts. Dalcur is interested in you—you command young councilors McGaref and ranks 12th and 31st.”
We were heading to a secret meeting at a building owned by my merchant guild, nestled in the slave market itself.
The place served as a temporary holding spot for purchased slaves—or for me to ‘sample’ them, if you will. I’d dressed Haruka-chan in modest clothes near the entrance. Not for show, but necessity.
”Oh, you’re here.” Weed-san gestured toward a man. “That weak-looking one is our clan owner, Takumi.”
The newcomer, Dalcur, a towering figure, bowed with a grin.
”Looks weak, huh? No offense. I got carried away by Weed.”
He introduced himself as the leader of the Iron Blood Mercenaries, known simply as ‘The Strong.’
His build was impressive, all muscle and presence. Next to him, I felt fragile, like a slender shoot barely breaking through the soil.
He reached for my hand, firm and warm. I matched the grip with practiced ease.
”I got bored waiting, so I sorted things out.” His grin widened. “Haruka here is our ace—ranked 86th, the ‘Witch of Destruction.’”
I flinched at the revelation, panic rising. Ranka-san’s hand found mine, a quiet reassurance.
”This one will be vice commander of our private army. The other is Kanare. Eventually, McGaref’s Autonomous Government army will fall under your command.”
Weed-san’s plans were unfolding fast, and though it made me uneasy not to be fully informed, I couldn’t deny the efficiency.
”What do you think? With an army like this, there’s no reason we can’t outmatch the Iron Blood Mercenaries.”
Dalcur’s voice softened. “By the way, cute witch—did you really slay a black dragon on your own?”
His tone was unexpectedly gentle, his voice surprisingly scholarly.
Haruka-chan bowed deeply, eyes shining with quiet pride.
”I’m not sure it was solo… but I encountered it in a mid-level treasure vault recently. My magic delivered the final blow.”
”Could you share a line from the ritual you used?” Weed-san’s eyes gleamed with curiosity.
Haruka-chan glanced at me. I nodded.
”Then, ‘Break, reason. Rain droplets drifting in the air…’”
”Got it, got it. That’s enough.”
The moment she spoke the words, the air chilled instantly, as though the world itself cracked and froze.
I hadn’t been there for the dragon’s fall, never dived into dungeons. But the undeniable surge of magic was proof enough: my classmate had become something monstrous.
”Amazing, isn’t it? That chant holds even more power than the last one.”
Dalcur looked to Weed-san. “Going headlong against a witch like this with no backup is reckless. Better to have her on your side.”
”It’s settled then.” Weed-san’s grin was broad. “The reward will be generous—she’s the merchant guild head, after all.”
I swallowed. “I can’t turn back now. By the way, Owner, there’s another I want you to acquire. I want to compensate the families of fallen members properly, but funds are tight.”
As Dalcur issued orders, the door to the waiting room opened, and a woman entered with commanding grace.
A dark elf… naked, her hands bound behind her back with cruel precision. Her brown skin gleamed like polished wood—just as radiant as Ranka-san’s—and her silver hair shimmered against it. Her eyes were piercing blue, almost hypnotic.
The ropes framed her breasts provocatively, suggesting a power restrained yet undeniable. Her collar, like Haruka-chan’s, was a mute testament to her bondage.
”Dalcur, that girl is…?”
”Yes. Ranked 245, the ‘Witch of Inferno,’ Skaya. We captured her, but the Lesta Kingdom keeps complaining, so we decided to let go of the mercenary group.”
This was my first glimpse of the dark elf princess, Skaya-san.
Notes:
• Haruka-chan – 3rd Division leader. Aspires to be Takumi’s GF.
• Haruka – 3rd Division leader. Aspires to be Takumi’s GF.
• Rusty – She is an enigmatic elf and the oldest sister at ‘Night Butterfly,’ a high-class brothel. Her charming, forward approach surprises the narrator, offering him a unique connection.
• Ranka – She’s a guild shop assistant with a friendly demeanor and a practical mindset. Ranka’s recommendations are based on logical, merchant-minded suggestions, catering to the buyer’s needs.
• Weed – He is a retired knight and martial arts master, appeared as a sword seller, known for his bloodthirsty grin and elite ‘Sword Master’ skill.
• Dalcur – Mercenary leader; defects to the protagonist’s clan; physically imposing, known as ‘The Strong’.
• Chinatsu-chan – Hikari’s party. Frustrated, jokes about prostitution.
• Chinatsu – Hikari’s party. Frustrated, jokes about prostitution.
• McGaref – Fortress city, adventurer hub.
• Kanare – The stern battalion commander, who once led Chinatsu, shares a solemn mission, his eyes reflecting battlefield memories.
• Lesta Kingdom – A kingdom neighboring the Quvarian Empire; currently at war with the Seron Dukedom and potentially the Empire.
• Skaya – Dark elf princess; 245th-rank ‘Witch of Inferno’; captured; has voluptuous breasts.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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