Chapter 47 The NTR Prevention Bulletin Board
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
When I woke up, my Master’s profile was right there beside me. Sanada Yakumo. That is my Master’s name. Truthfully, I wanted to call him Yakumo-san, but I was too embarrassed. I decided to call him “Master,” just as the succubus instructor taught me. But Master calls me Sayaka. It makes me so happy. Every time he says my name, it reminds me that I belong to him. I am so lucky. I was bought by the person I wanted most in the world.
That day, after training ended and we finished dinner in the common room, I was talking with my best friend Sanae and the international students like Karen. Suddenly, the succubus instructor called me into the hallway. “You’ve been sold,” she said. “We’re going to prep you now. Follow me.”
I was stunned. I’d been told my price was incredibly high. To be bought in just two weeks? When no one else had been picked yet? The instructor didn’t care about my confusion. She grabbed my arm to hurry me along. I lunged back to open the door to the common room and shouted to Sanae and the others: “I think I’ve been bought! I’ll ask them to buy Sanae, too! I’ll ask for everyone! Just wait for me!”
There was so much more I wanted to say, but the instructor dragged me away. I was taken to the large communal baths. Several Soul-less Dolls were waiting there. With vacant eyes, they crowded around me and scrubbed my body raw. They shaved my armpits and other hair. They even mercilessly plucked the hair “down there” to “tidy up the shape.” It was already thin, so I really didn’t want them to pull it out.
Finally, they dried my hair with something like a blow-dryer and dressed me in a bondage-style outfit, just like the ones the succubi wear. When I asked if they had thrown away my school uniform, the instructor told me that uniforms and underwear can be retrieved through the Slave Management Screen¹. Her final words were a command to flatter him and serve him well so that he might buy other slaves.
Then, a Magic Circle² appeared at my feet, and I was swallowed by the light. I was terrified while inside that light. I prayed with all my heart that the man who bought me would be that guard. My wish came true. When I saw Master’s face, I almost cried with relief and joy.
Master looked a little flustered, but he spoke to me so kindly. He was gentle during s*x, too. He even prepared a “Potion”³—a medicine that heals wounds instantly—just so I wouldn’t be in pain. He even promised to help my best friend, Sanae.
Ah… Master. I love you. I love your strength, your kindness, and that broad, dependable back of yours. Ever since I gave my first time to Master, I fall deeper in love with him every time he holds me. I want to be touching him forever. I want to feed him. I want to clean his ears and brush his teeth. I want to dry him off after his bath and help him into his underwear—though he turned me down on that last one.
But he seemed so happy when I served him with my mouth this morning. I watch his reactions constantly. I’m always searching for the spot that makes him feel the best. I just want to see that look of pleasure on his face. I’m trying my hardest during s*x, too. I want to see him lose himself in the feeling. I want to be with him always. I don’t want to be apart for a single second.
I clung to the sleeping Master, resting my head against his thick chest. Yesterday, after Master left for the dungeon, I was so scared. I can’t see his battles from this room. Thinking that something might happen to him made me tremble, whether I was cleaning or doing the laundry. When he came home safe, I was so relieved I couldn’t help but throw my arms around him.
Afterward, he let me serve him in the bathroom. He even let me take his cock inside me. It filled my heart with such peace and joy. I felt so embarrassed when he held my thighs from behind and told me to pee in front of the bathroom mirror, though. But I want to do anything Master asks of me. So, I peed. And it made him happy.
Ah… Master. If it pleases you, I’ll do even the most shameful things. If you want to come, please, just use me anytime, anywhere. I don’t want to be away from you for even a moment. I want to stay with my beloved Yakumo-san forever. I want to follow him into the dungeon. I want to give him a lap pillow during his breaks.
But I don’t have the strength to fight. I’d only be a burden. I can’t use a sword, and magic is… wait! Magic! If I could use magic like Master does, I could fight, too! But magic is expensive. I know Master is kind, so he might buy it for me if I ask. But he’s too kind. Even if I say I want to fight, he probably won’t give me permission. So what should I do…?
Come to think of it, Master mentioned that making maps is a huge hassle. I’ve always been good with directions. I remember almost every path I’ve walked once. If I learn how to make dungeon maps, maybe he’ll take me with him. I need to study map-making first. And learn about the dungeon. While Master is out today, I’ll look through the Shop for books on the subject. If I can’t find any, I’ll find a way to ask him casually between our “sessions.”
Oh, it’s almost time for him to wake up. I quietly slid away and positioned myself between his legs. I pulled down Master’s underwear and let my tongue trail over the tip of his cock, which was already hard with morning wood.
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The morning after some great s*x with Mia. I woke up to a fantastic sensation in my lower half. Sayaka had been teasing the tip of my member with her tongue, and I was able to start the day with a satisfying release right into her mouth.
Last night, after Mia left, the tan-skinned “Big Sister” succubus Lanora appeared. After a brutal battle, she squeezed three loads out of me. Despite having gone twelve rounds in total yesterday, my “son” was standing tall and proud this morning.
I honestly thought the second visitor would be Freya, but it seems even she can’t go against a high-ranking succubus like Lanora, who apparently manages the “Wall-Butt” girls. Well, it’s not an everyday thing. I get the feeling Lanora just stops by periodically to check on my “growth.” Freya will probably show up tonight.
As for that s*x-battle with Lanora, I wasn’t just a punching bag. I used the ridge of my glans to attack from every angle and managed to make her hit an internal orgasm. It was a close-shave, though. Even so, she just patted my head afterward, looking like she wanted to say, “Good effort. Big sister actually felt a little something.”
My next goal is figuring out how to handle that intense backlash of pleasure after making a high-ranking succubus climax. It’s pathetic, but my legs turn to jelly and I can’t move for a while after their v**inal walls start pulsing. It feels like my very soul is being drained. I wonder if I’ll build up a resistance as my rank goes up?
Lost in thought, I took a quick shower with Sayaka. She brushed my teeth for me afterward, wearing a beaming smile. I headed to the living room to check my Mana Capacity⁴. I was a bit let down to see I’m still at D-rank.
I sat down for breakfast with Sayaka—a BLT⁵ sandwich today. It was great. After eating, I had some coffee and relaxed on the sofa to let my stomach settle. While I rested, Sayaka was gathering the trash from the bedroom and living room. It was mostly a mountain of used tissues, yesterday’s dinner containers, and the cups and bottles from this morning.
Once it hit 8:30, I went to the service room to gear up. Sayaka followed me in and handed me my guard uniform from its hanger. As I put it on, she held out my leather armor to make it easier for me to slip into. She even helped me tighten the straps and handed me my gauntlets and greaves. Thanks to her, I was ready in half the time.
It turns out that serious look she had yesterday was because she was memorizing how all my gear fits together. What a hell of a woman. A girl like this would cause a riot in the real world. I felt a renewed resolve to keep her protected.
I strapped on my machete and knife, secured my Magic Pouch⁶, and gave Sayaka a long kiss before heading out with the trash bag.
A crowd had gathered next to the dungeon entrance. “What’s going on?” I muttered, approaching the group. A large whiteboard, the kind you’d see in a classroom, had been set up. Several papers were tacked to it. I skimmed through them. They were pleas and warnings: “So-and-so from 4th Rank, Year X, Class X is my girlfriend, please don’t buy her!” or “So-and-so is my sister, please leave her be.”
I see. They took what I said to Yuki yesterday and ran with it. There’s no way to know if they’re actually dating, but posting this definitely lowers the risk of someone buying them. I looked for Yuki’s post among the forty or so notes. I didn’t have to look hard. While the others were small memos, his was two sheets of A3 paper taped together, with massive letters scrawled across them.
It read: “Yuki Hina from 1-A (Rank 2) is my sister. If you buy her, I will kill you! I will definitely kill you! I will never let you go! I will catch you, tear your dick off, burn it in front of your eyes, and hack you into pieces starting from your feet! It’s useless to run! I am fighting on the front lines! I will hunt you down no matter where you go and kill you! – Tomoya Yuki, 3rd Year Battle Sports Club⁷ President.”
”Jesus, talk about murderous intent,” I muttered. My face wasn’t the only one twitching. The other students were looking at it with pale faces, scribbling the name down in their own notes. They clearly didn’t want to touch that landmine by mistake. It was basically a death threat, but it was effective. Nobody wants to make a human enemy in a dark cave full of monsters.
I pulled out my own notebook and copied down the names of the girls to make sure I didn’t step on any toes. Several students looked visibly relieved when they saw me doing that. Don’t worry, I thought with a dry smile. I’m not so desperate that I’d steal someone else’s girl.
With the list finished, I turned and stepped into the dungeon. “Tch! Rock! Hold them!” I shouted. We’d run right into three goblins at a corner. There was no time for magic; it was an immediate brawl. To make matters worse, two more goblins emerged from a nearby side-room. I ordered Rock to intercept them.
”Woof!” Rock barked. He braced his shield and stood his ground against the newcomers. Meanwhile, I went to work with my machete and shield, tearing through the three in front of me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Rock taking hits from a goblin club. The monster was taller than him, but he held firm.
”Wind Cutter!”⁸ I finished my opponents and flicked a spell at the two attacking Rock. The head of one goblin went flying. The remaining goblin froze, splattered by his comrade’s blood. Rock didn’t miss the opening; he drove his knife deep into the monster’s chest. The goblin collapsed, a look of pure shock on its face.
”Nice work, Rock,” I said, patting his grey head. Rock gave a huff of pride, his tail wagging furiously. Even if it was just taking an opening, I was impressed. He was actually taking down higher-ranked goblins on his own now. I’d been letting him get the finishing blows and using him as a tank, but it looked like he’d finally mastered their movement patterns.
As I kept petting him, Rock suddenly ducked low. A black light began to pulse from his body. I instinctively backpedaled, leveling my machete. “What the hell…?” I was worried, but I stayed alert. I’d seen a comrade snap under the pressure of war and start spraying lead at his own side once. I wasn’t taking chances.
When the light faded, Rock stood up. He looked at me with the same friendly eyes, but his body had changed. He’d grown about eight inches taller and filled out. I could see the definition of his abs even through his fur. I recognized this form.
”You evolved into a Kobold, huh? Or a Kobold Defender¹⁰, given the shield.” Remia mentioned they could evolve, but I didn’t expect it to happen right in the middle of a run. An F+ Kobold had been grinding against E-Rank Goblins. I figured it would happen eventually, maybe after I desummoned him, but this was a welcome surprise.
”At least you’re a better asset now,” I noted. With the extra height, he might actually fit into some leather armor. I’d have to try that tomorrow.
”Alright, Rock. Let’s keep moving. You take point.”
”Woof!” His bark was deeper now, and his back looked much more dependable as we pushed deeper into the Labyrinth¹¹.
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Summary:
Sayaka reflects on her devotion to Yakumo while performing morning service, deciding to study map-making to become useful in the dungeon. Yakumo deals with the aftermath of a grueling night with Lanora and prepares for a new day of exploration. At the dungeon entrance, a bulletin board is established for students to mark ‘claimed’ girls with aggressive warnings. During a dungeon battle, Yakumo’s summon Rock evolves into a Kobold Defender after defeating goblins.
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Character Insight:
Sayaka shows significant growth from a passive victim to a proactive partner by identifying a niche (mapping) to ensure she can stay by Yakumo’s side. Yakumo exhibits a protective instinct that goes beyond mere ownership, showing concern for the social dynamics among the students while maintaining a pragmatic, combat-oriented focus. Rock’s evolution highlights the mechanical progression of the world, mirroring Yakumo’s own desire for growth.
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Behind the Scene:
The ‘NTR Prevention Bulletin Board’ is a dark-humor trope common in ‘harem dungeon’ genres, where the threat of violence is used to maintain s*xual ‘territory’. The chapter emphasizes the stamina-draining nature of high-ranking succubi, a key plot device for regulating the protagonist’s power and pacing.
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Notes:
• Sayaka – The academy’s premier beauty and a member of the swimming club. Currently classified as a Rank 1 Slave. She is seventeen years old and a virgin. E-cup. She has blue, short, boyish hair. Her best friend is Sanae.
• Yakumo – A 25-year-old human male. He has facial scars, stab wounds, and gunshot scars from his time in a war zone. He works as a school guard.
• Karen – An international student who often runs to school late with bread in her mouth. Considered a ‘main target’ by the protagonist.
• Sanae – She struggles with the sexual training and often shows frustration. Vice-captain of the Archery Club. Described as tall with a model-like build and sharp features. She has approximately C-cup breasts and is ranked as a 1st Rank Slave. She is Sayaka’s best friend.
• Mia – The comforting succubus. JC loli succubus; petite; wings and tail; small breasts (tiny tits); small pussy; initially shy, currently aggressive/lewd.
• Lanora – The brown-skinned elder sister succubus.
• Freya – A new ‘Wall-Butt’ succubus with long white hair, a high-class appearance resembling a high school student, and large breasts. She is currently trapped in a wall-style display for slave purchase.
• Yuki – A third-year high school student and leader of the Battle Sports Club. He is a national champion in medieval-style combat using swords and spears. He has a severe sister complex. He has hawk-like eyes and a polite but determined demeanor.
• Rock – A male Kobold summoned from a Magic Sealing Crystal. He has grey fur, round eyes, and a face resembling a Shiba Inu. He wears a leather jacket and a pilot’s cap
• Remia – A cheerful and mischievous succubus with long purple hair and a massive breasts reaching ‘explosive’ levels. Acts as a guide and explains slave systems. Knows Sanada by reputation. Rank B Mana Capacity. Intelligent and persuasive.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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