Chapter 253 Beauty and Brains × Beauty and Brains × Beauty and Brains × Beauty and Brains =
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
After discovering the unexpected depths of the heart of Coalmine ¹ Head Court Mage Kushe, the lewd wrap-party for the “Ddo-Buddy Cannon” ² team transformed. It became a solemn, feverish send-off, a prayer for the safety of those heading to the front.
Marsetta and Satsuki, the senior-junior duo of our own court mages, had been swept up in Kushe’s wake. Now, all three women were inseparable from me, their bodies pressed tight. The acts themselves hadn’t changed, but the stakes had. Every brush of skin, every meeting of lips, carried a new, searing heat-a weight that hadn’t been there before.
”Kento, more kisses…” Kushe whispered.
”Lord Harvest… um, please, me too…” Marsetta pleaded.
”Easy now. One at a time,” I replied. “I’ve got enough for everyone.”
Despite having gone at it until their legs gave out, Kushe and Marsetta were insatiable. I gave them each a thorough, lingering kiss, then had to ask for their patience. As much as it pained me to make them wait, I hadn’t yet shared a bed with Satsuki tonight.
”I’m sorry, Satsuki. I didn’t mean to leave you for last,” I said.
”I figured it would go this way. I don’t mind,” Satsuki answered. “As long as you’re planning on making it up to me?”
”I am. I’ll give you everything I’ve got.”
Satsuki reached out, her arms forming a silent invitation. I slid into her embrace, and she immediately locked her arms around my head, pulling me in.
Unlike the other two, she didn’t need words. She just wanted our “usual” connection, and the silent intensity of it hit me hard. I wrapped my arms around her back, pulling her flush against me. As I pressed my hips into the space between her thighs, I felt the slick, scorching evidence of her desire.
”Are you putting it in already…?” she asked softly.
”Ah-I… what do you want me to do?”
Her voice was a tiny, honeyed whisper above my ear, sending a jolt of electricity straight to the base of my spine. Her tone said either way was fine, but I could hear the friction of her conflict-the desperate itch to be filled clashing with the exquisite torture of waiting.
We breathed each other in, soaking up the scent of our skin and the rising fever of the room. We ground our hips together, a slow, agonizing friction, teasing and being teased as our hearts and bodies began to blur into one.
This would be the second time I’d watched her leave for the front lines. I knew it wasn’t anyone’s fault, and I knew we had a job to do, but in this moment, the thought of letting go of this warmth felt impossible.
Even Kushe and Marsetta sensed the change in the air and gave us space. Satsuki and I drifted into a private, hazy world. Eventually, as our shared heat began to melt the last of our reserves and sweat beaded on our skin, I made a choice. I sat up, breaking the circle of her arms.
”Kento…?” Satsuki asked.
”Hang on. Just stay right there,” I said.
Leaving a bewildered Satsuki on the bed, I went over to the work desk and rummaged through the drawers. Last time, she hadn’t been ready, and between her return and our busy schedules, the right moment had never come.
Maybe she still wasn’t “ready” in that sense. And honestly, doing this in front of Kushe and Marsetta made my skin crawl with embarrassment. But if I was going to give myself to her tonight, I had to do this right. If I didn’t, I’d never forgive myself.
”Oh…” Satsuki gasped.
A small sound escaped her as she realized what I was holding. Her eyes began to shimmer. I climbed back onto the bed and took her left hand. She didn’t pull away.
”Will you accept this?” I asked.
”…Yes,” she replied in a trembling thread of a voice.
I carefully slid the ring onto her ring finger. I cupped her hand in both of mine and pressed a kiss to the metal.
”Every time you look at this, I want you to hear me saying ‘I love you.’”
”I will… and Kento? Every time you look at that ring, I want you to hear me saying it back…”
She reached out, her fingers tracing the ring finger of my left hand-the one holding her own-and echoed my promise. A mix of joy and bashful heat flared between us. We shared a quiet laugh before collapsing back into each other’s arms.
”Wait, what was that?! I want one too!” Kushe shouted.
”I feel like I just witnessed something way above my pay grade…?” Marsetta muttered.
Kushe and Marsetta, apparently having snapped out of their daze, swarmed us. I hadn’t expected Kushe to be quite so vocal about it, so I hadn’t prepared a second ring, and Marsetta was caught in the crossfire of a sentiment she wasn’t even a part of.
But I just felt like it had to be now. I was already agonizing over how to explain myself when Satsuki, still clinging to me, looked over my shoulder at the other two.
”I’m sorry, you two. I’ll explain everything later. But for right now… let me have him all to myself.”
She didn’t wait for a rebuttal. She fell backward, pulling me down on top of her. Before I could process the shift, she stole my breath, her hot tongue forcing its way inside. We kissed deeply, our saliva mixing as her hands roamed my back. She ground her wet, pulsing heat against me with a desperate hunger. Guided by her touch, I pushed inside, parting the scorched, silken walls of her core until I buried myself deep within her.
Satsuki’s tongue lost all its rhythm, and her entire body seized with a fine tremor. I felt her walls clench around me in a frantic, desperate rhythm as she reached her peak.
Before she could catch her breath, I took charge, swirling my tongue against hers and filling her mouth with my own. I felt her throat swallow reflexively. I rolled my hips, and her grip on my back tightened. I felt the pressure of that specific finger-the one with the ring.
I pressed my chest into hers, our sweat mingling until we were inseparable. Even though I was as deep as I could go, I kept thrusting, trying to reach something even deeper. Her walls were twitching, her hips bucking, her shoulders shaking in a continuous, rolling climax. I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to, and she was pulling me in with everything she had, begging for more.
”Wow…” Kushe breathed.
”Mmm…” Marsetta moaned.
I could hear them watching from the sidelines, their breaths hitching. I heard the wet, squelching sounds of them touching themselves, too. It felt surreal-like they were right there, yet a million miles away from the world Satsuki and I had built.
Satsuki, apparently jealous that my mind had wandered, dug her nails into my back and nipped at my tongue in protest. Right. I was being monopolized.
I focused every nerve ending on the woman beneath me, sinking into her to make amends. The friction of our skin, the ragged heat of her breath, the taste of our shared saliva-I closed my eyes and let the connection consume me.
She was playing for keeps now. She pecked at my lips, the hard points of her breasts scraping my chest. She moved her head, sucking a dark mark into the crook of my neck, her insides clamping down on me like a vice.
That was the breaking point. The surge of adrenaline and lust was a tidal wave I couldn’t outrun. I let her lead me into the depths, my mind melting away until everything turned a blinding, brilliant white.
I surged into her again and again, pouring myself deep inside her womb. She held me tight, as if she were trying to wring every last drop out of my soul. I could almost feel it-the sperm racing from the epididymis, gathering in the seminal vesicles, and flooding into her. I’d learned a bit too much about the process recently, and now I was imagining the biological play-by-play. It was mostly fantasy, but the sensation was real enough.
I knew she couldn’t afford to get pregnant right now, but that realization only seemed to fuel the fire. Another wave of heat began to simmer at the base of my spine.
As I lay there, dazed and paralyzed by the intensity of it, Satsuki leaned in and whispered into my ear.
”Could this really be the end? I have to hold you more, pour more into you, or you’ll regret it.”
Something in my head just snapped. To be honest, I don’t remember much after that. All I can say is that the next morning, when I saw the three of them sprawled out, covered in the messy aftermath of our night and unable to move… I realized I’d be doing all the travel preparations by myself. I spent the rest of the day exhausted, hauling gear while they recovered from the send-off of a lifetime.
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Summary:
The protagonists hold a send-off party that turns into an intimate night of passion before the court mages depart for the front lines. Kento solidifies his bond with Satsuki by giving her a ring, triggering a wave of jealousy and intense affection from the group. The night concludes with an overwhelming display of stamina from Kento, leaving the heroines incapacitated.
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Character Insight:
Satsuki moves from a supportive role to a primary focus, asserting her ‘monopoly’ over Kento after receiving a ring. Kento demonstrates a growing sense of responsibility and deep affection, choosing to formalize his feelings despite the presence of others.
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Behind the Scenes:
The ‘biology lesson’ segment is a stylistic hallmark of this author, used to hyper-fixate on physical sensations during climactic moments to enhance realism within the fantasy setting.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Kushe – The Chief Mage of the Coalmine Kingdom. She has dark green hair grown out haphazardly and wears a mage robe loosely over her shoulders. She has a blunt, informal, and somewhat insensitive personality, focused on her ‘thinking experiments.’
• Marsetta – A senior court mage and specialist in magical weaponry. She has disheveled hair tied back, wears glasses, and has deep dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep. She hasn’t eaten in two days and is under heavy pressure to find a countermeasure for the enemy’s weapons.
• Satsuki – A talented Court Mage who was forced to analyze the shop’s adult magic tools. Miranda’s granddaughter. Now she’s the new worker at Harvest, a development she finds both humiliating and surprisingly fulfilling due to the rapid progress in her research under Kento’s guidance. Has long black hair, palace mage robe, and staff.
• Kento – The owner of the magic tool shop ‘Harvest,’ which discretely sells adult goods. He’s a former overworked, ordinary salaryman from modern Japan who was suddenly transported (isekai’d) to this fantasy world. He has dark hair and an unremarkable appearance, typically wearing a plain, slightly suspicious-looking shop owner’s clothes looks like Kazuma Satou from certain series. He has a minimal amount of magic power, enough to craft his specialty items.
• Suu – Secretary for the Royal Capital Beast-person Mutual Aid Association and a cat beast-person. Sample No. 19 in Kento’s report. She steps up as the first witness for the defense.
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