Volume 9 Chapter 26 Interlude 3 – Haruka-chan Further Damages Takumi-kun’s Reputation ★
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
McGaref’s slave market is a bustling hub, though far removed from the adult industry. War captives and debt slaves are traded here, their numbers unending in this war-torn world. Today, newly arrived slaves, stripped of their clothes, are paraded through the market, their chains clinking with every step.
At the center, amidst the mingled scents of dust and sweat, a wooden platform stands apart from the slave displays. It’s used to discipline defiant slaves, a stage for public training.
I gently tug on the chain in my hand, leading Date Haruka-chan beside me. Her silver hair gleams even in the market’s grimy air, though her face is tense with anxiety.
No one dares meet our eyes. McGaref’s ruler and the world’s strongest woman—the ‘Empress of the Underworld’—make an intimidating pair. Even I’d avert my gaze if I saw us coming.
”Takumi-kun, you’re going to humiliate me here, aren’t you…” Haruka-chan murmurs, her voice trembling.
”Of course. Slaves don’t get a say, right?” I reply.
”Right. I’m your slave, so I obey absolutely,” she whispers, gaze fixed downward.
Before teleportation, Haruka-chan was my class vice-president, confessing to me at a school festival. Now, she’s my slave—a shameless exhibitionist. Though, to be fair, she was already into exposure before… Her confession about acting on her impulses left me speechless. Even Chinatsu-chan was appalled by her behavior.
But what if Shiori’s potion—amplifying shame while muting lewd noises—affected her? Watching Chinatsu-chan blush and squirm under humiliation was exhilarating.
Haruka-chan’s already taken the potion, and her embarrassment is palpable. My anticipation grows, and I deliberately jerk the chain attached to her collar, making it clink.
”Haruka-chan, today we’re playing at the slave market. Be prepared,” I warn.
”Okay… Thank you for indulging this exposure freak. It’s so humiliating I want to vanish, but I love being seen. Thank you, Takumi-kun,” she says, her voice shaking.
”Watch your tone, slave,” Mori-Mori interjects.
”Ah… my apologies. Please punish me later,” Haruka-chan replies, bowing her head.
Mori-Mori shoots her a brief “Not this again” look but accompanies us loyally.
”Haruka-chan, endure humiliation as a slave in the market. Mori-Mori, lead her to the platform,” I command.
Mori-Mori nods, gripping the chain and guiding Haruka toward the wooden platform. The crowd murmurs, their eyes drawn to Haruka-chan’s silver hair and stunning beauty. As we ascend the platform, the height offers a clear view of the market. Haruka-chan’s face is flushed from the potion, her voice barely audible.
”Master, everyone’s watching… It’s so embarrassing… I feel like dying…” she whispers.
”You’re adorable, but I won’t hold back. Strip. Expose yourself to the crowd,” I order.
”W-What? Strip? But everyone’s watching… It’s thrilling, but so humiliating. My body is yours alone…”
”Silence, exhibitionist. Strip now,” I insist.
Oops, that “exhibitionist” slipped out with a bit of truth.
Haruka-chan trembles as she unbuttons her uniform, the potion heightening her shame. Despite her tears, she obeys, her vulnerability endearing.
Amid planted jeers from the crowd, she lowers her skirt, removes her underwear, and stands bare. Her figure is on full display, her collar the only thing she wears. She tries to cover herself, but Mori-Mori stops her coldly.
”Haruka, this is training. Do not attempt to hide,” she says.
”I’m sorry… Why is this so humiliating? I should love being seen…” Haruka-chan sobs, her usual confidence shattered by the potion.
Her tearful, trembling form is a stark contrast to her usual boldness. Mori-Mori, seemingly satisfied, produces an object and fixes it to the platform. Haruka-chan looks up at me, tears glistening.
”Master, you want me to use this?” she asks.
”Yes. Your reaction betrays your words. Show everyone how much of an exhibitionist you are,” I reply.
”Haruka, mount it and demonstrate your obedience before the crowd,” Mori-Mori adds.
”Please, no… It’s so embarrassing…”
Haruka-chan cries softly as Mori-Mori prepares her, her discomfort evident. She follows the command, her body reacting despite her shame.
”Everyone’s watching… It’s humiliating, but I can’t stop… Master, forgive this degenerate…”
”I forgive you. Let shame cloud your mind as you follow my commands. Keep your eyes open,” I instruct.
”Yes… sorry for being a bad slave…”
As Haruka-chan complies, Mori-Mori produces another object.
”Wait, Mori-Mori. Haruka-chan’s never done this before,” I say.
”I know. This one’s for me,” she replies.
Huh? Confused, I watch as Mori-Mori prepares the object.
”If you’d like, command me to demonstrate my obedience before the crowd,” she offers.
”But you’re not into exposure, right?” I ask.
”Yes. I don’t share that exhibitionist hobby. However, I believe this is an excellent opportunity.”
Ah, here it comes—the signature Morina Clan trait. Mori-Mori’s words are exactly what I’d expect.
”This is the slave market… I, alongside my mother, have been entrusted with managing slaves here. However, I’m merely borrowing that authority as a slave myself. This is a perfect chance to remind everyone here that the true power in this market belongs to Takumi-sama, not me.”
Wait, what? New information here… Mori-Mori, at her age, is a key figure in this slave market? This clan is absurd. How were they ever under Katarina’s thumb? And once they decide on something, they never back down.
”Understood. Strip, Morina. Join Haruka in displaying your shameful slave behavior.”
”I’m grateful for this opportunity, Master.”
Without hesitation, Mori-Mori sheds her clothes, exposing her bare skin. Her bronzed complexion and modest A-cup breasts contrast with an air of mature allure. As the crowd murmurs and sighs in appreciation, Mori-Mori spreads her legs and mounts the dildo.
”May I proceed, Master?”
”Permission granted. Prove your excellence as my slave.”
Mori-Mori begins her act, moving her hips in rhythm. In broad daylight, in the middle of the market, she performs without hesitation—despite having no interest in exposure. Her boldness confirms she’ll become a major figure someday.
”Mmm, ahh, doing this in public is so embarrassing, but it feels good. I’m sorry, Master. Forgive this slave who subtly sniffed your shoes during school and climaxed in five seconds. It feels amazing… ♡”
”The crowd’s gaze is overwhelming. I’m used to leading slaves and training them, but… this is what it means to be dominated as a slave…”
Wait, did I really need to hear that about Haruka-chan? And pre-teleportation Haruka was… that much of a degenerate? The two continue their act, arousal evident, while the crowd watches intently, feeling obligated to participate.
”Eep, it’s so embarrassing… I love being seen, but this is too much… waaah…”
Haruka-chan breaks down, tears streaming as the crowd’s laughter pushes her shame to the limit. Usually, she’d be ecstatically climaxing by now, but the potion leaves her trembling pitifully.
”Alright, this is enough humiliation for the market. Next, we’ll return to the guild for further training. Mori-Mori, lead her away on all fours.”
”Understood. Move, slave. Crying is an insult to Master.”
”Sniff… sorry… I can’t stop…”
Mori-Mori removes the dildo and prepares Haruka-chan, pulling her off the platform. It’s sad, but once the potion wears off, this will likely be a cherished memory. We’ll continue the exposure training privately.
”The show’s over. Disperse.”
With Mori-Mori’s command, the market returns to its usual bustle, as if we were never there.
”Wow… Mori-Mori’s amazing.”
”No, it’s Takumi-sama’s authority at work, as I said.”
”Mmm… Master, crawling on all fours… Morina-sama, this is so humiliating… ♡”
”Be quiet, degenerate. Keep moving.”
Haruka-chan crawls naked through the market, her chain clinking. The crowd ignores her, leaving her to the dust that stains her hands and knees. Her silver hair clings to her face, and she looks up at me with tearful eyes, trembling in a way she never has before.
”Master, this is so humiliating… thank you… ♡”
”Mori-Mori, keep her moving.”
”Understood. Haruka, hurry up. You love exposure, yet you’re so slow.”
She crawls to the guild’s market branch, and once we arrive, I comfort both of them. Haruka-chan, overwhelmed with shame, accidentally releases herself, while Mori-Mori receives her reward in an intimate moment.
* * *
Later, the two degenerates make their request.
”Shiori-chan, we want more of that potion.”
”Yeah, it was amazing… being so embarrassed while exposed… ♡”
”I’m glad you enjoyed it. But the equipment for refining it is tied up. I’m working on a forced orgasm potion next, so it’ll be a while.”
Shiori-chan, your genius should be used for more productive purposes… Meanwhile, in the slave market, conversations unfold that I’d later learn about.
”Did you see what happened to the ‘Empress of the Underworld’?”
”Yeah, forced to perform on the platform. Even Morina-jou joined in.”
”I heard the Empress was into exposure, but it seems not.”
”She was crying, exposing herself, and performing… probably forced into the slave auction too.”
”To force such humiliation on the number one… Takumi Nash is terrifying.”
”Agreed. Inform the capital. He’s a ruthless man.”
And so, my reputation spreads worldwide.
Notes:
• McGaref – Fortress city, adventurer hub.
• Haruka – Witch of Destruction — Silver-haired, F-cup. Former class vice-president, now a powerful witch. Wields the Agilaus Staff, capable of devastating ritual magic. Became the world’s strongest after acquiring the ‘Dark Emperor of the Abyss’ as a familiar. Exhibits exhibitionist tendencies, often seeking public intimacy with Takumi. Deeply devoted to him, balancing her role as a leader with her desires. First appears in v1c1 Prologue.
• Chinatsu – White Wall — Black hair, B-cup. Adventurous, masochistic, Takumi’s first slave & lover. Master of Asakura-ryu Iaijutsu, wields cursed sword Chisame (blood-powered). 12th-ranked fighter, close to Hikari. First appears in v1c1 Prologue.
• Mori-Mori – Secretary and slave to Takumi-sama. Young, silver-haired, and brown-skinned. Recently came of age (first menstruation). Highly intelligent and skilled in administrative tasks. Holds a deep sense of loyalty and devotion to Takumi-sama, willingly offering herself as a ‘s*x-treatment onahole.’ Daughter of Ms. Marina, niece of Ranka-san. First appearance in v6c1.
• Takumi Nash – Councilor of the McGaref Autonomous Government commanding the Liberation Army.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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