Volume 4 Chapter 6 Mastering the Oni*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The aftermath of the match proceeded smoothly.
Mitsuki admitted her defeat with grace, and Chifumi and the others, who had drawn closer, were quick to welcome the birth of a new group member. Asari was one thing, but Risa and Yurina also appeared to have no negative feelings about Mitsuki joining our ranks.
As everyone around us began voicing their impressions, the Teacher approached from behind, clapping hands together.
”Alright, everyone, I’ll need your help with the cleanup,” the Teacher said.
As the Teacher gestured toward the mops, all the members dispersed to begin cleaning the floor.
”Onigahara-san and Tatemiya-san, over here,” the Teacher called out.
Called out by the Teacher, we were the only ones guided to chairs against the wall. As we sat side by side, the Teacher began examining our bodies using a small device.
”I adjusted the Damage limit values for this session, so there is some strain on your bodies. It would be a disaster if there were any lingering effects,” the Teacher explained.
”Thank you for the trouble…” I murmured.
”It’s fine. That is the Teacher’s job,” the Teacher replied.
The Teacher began with Mitsuki, an expression of surprise surfacing.
”Your injuries have healed. Onigahara-san’s recovery sorcery is remarkably effective.”
I had noticed the finger she’d surely broken during the fight. The Teacher seemed concerned as well, checking it with extra care. There were no signs of irregularity in the way her finger moved according to the Teacher’s instructions.
”I’m… good at healing my own body,” Mitsuki said.
”It would appear so. Yes, you are fine. My recovery sorcery will not be necessary,” the Teacher noted.
Recovery sorcery is one of the types of magic most heavily influenced by inherent natural talent. Many Teachers possess some degree of recovery sorcery. Even though the facility is designed to prevent life-threatening injuries, it seems there can never be too many safety measures.
Moving to my side, the Teacher began checking my body as well.
”Tatemiya-kun, you only have bruises and scrapes. No fractures. I’ll apply some recovery sorcery,” the Teacher said.
My body felt soothed by the Teacher’s healing sorcery.
”……”
Mitsuki sat next to me, watching the process intently. She seemed a bit restless.
”What’s wrong?” I asked.
”I, um, I pushed you pretty hard, Minoru,” Mitsuki replied.
”Overall, I think I was the one overwhelming you,” I countered.
”The end! You have to admit I did my best at the end, right!?” she exclaimed.
”Well, sure. If I had handled that final blow incorrectly, the match could have easily flipped,” I admitted.
”Right!? Phew, that’s a relief,” she said.
”Relief?” I asked.
”I’m just glad I managed to give you a run for your money,” she said.
Was she just looking to confirm that her own assessment of her effort aligned with my evaluation?
As the two of us remained in our chairs, the others finished cleaning and approached us with the equipment.
”I will go perform the final check. Please wait a moment,” the Teacher said.
The Teacher stepped into the preparation room and returned shortly. Having finished tidying up the Guidance facility, our group of six and Tamai-sensei left the premises.
It seemed there were no further reservations for the facility today; after locking up, the Teacher headed straight back to the Faculty Room.
”Well, Mitsuki, shall we go?” I asked.
”…Haaaah…… Okay,” Mitsuki sighed.
After taking a deep, heavy breath, Mitsuki responded to my beckoning gesture and drew closer. I took her hand and we began walking toward the Guidance room.
”Hm?” I hummed.
”?? What’s wrong?” Mitsuki asked.
I asked Mitsuki, who had stopped in her tracks with a bewildered expression.
”It’s just, I lost, didn’t I? Thinking about those lecherous gazes after the match ended, I thought I was in for some sexual harassment, maybe getting my butt groped or something,” she said.
”You say that after spending every day since you transferred pressing your breasts against my back? Save the fun for when we get to the Guidance room. For now… we walk through the school corridor like normal people,” I said.
”While holding hands?” she asked.
”This much is within the margin of error,” I replied.
”…Yeah, I guess so,” she agreed.
I moved forward, accompanied by Mitsuki, who gave my hand a firm squeeze.
We had reserved the largest room, one capable of holding six people.
When I held my Student ID up to the door and opened it, the room was about as large as a classroom. Forty percent of the space was a meeting area, and at the back sat a King-sized bed with an overwhelming presence. The door shut behind us, and Yurina locked it. I noticed Mitsuki’s hand tense slightly at the unexpectedly loud sound.
Once everyone placed their luggage on the table, we moved to the back.
As I sat on the edge of the bed, my five group members stood in a single line before me.
”Alright, everyone, take off your Uniforms,” I commanded.
”Yes~♡” Chifumi answered.
The moment Chifumi replied, each of them reached for their Uniforms. I had grown accustomed to this routine. Mitsuki, doing this for the first time, was a beat behind, but she quietly followed the others and began to undress.
I focused my attention on Mitsuki as she stripped with a look of embarrassment.
She dropped her pleated skirt, and as she took off her spats, simple white underwear was revealed.
I hadn’t specified the order in which they should undress, but they always start with their skirts, don’t they? I wondered if that was just how it was done, but before I could think too much, things progressed to the next stage. Moving to their upper bodies, they loosened their ribbons, undid their buttons, and removed their jackets.
Led by Chifumi, a variety of breasts encased in cute bras came into view.
Even Asari, the smallest of the group, was an E-cup. A collection of magnificent bosoms stood before me. It’s a wonderful sight, no matter how many times I see it.
In addition to the four I knew, the newly joined Mitsuki possessed a magnificent pair as well.
Since her body was the largest, the sheer physical volume of her breasts was the greatest. In terms of cup size, she seemed to be a strong rival to Risa.
”Attention!” I ordered.
At my command, everyone stood at rigid attention. Once they were down to just their ribbons, bras, panties, and socks, they lined up again. I took my time, admiring each of their bodies.
Naturally, the most eye-catching feature was Mitsuki’s sheer size.
Asari was tall, over 170 centimeters, but Mitsuki was more than 10 centimeters taller than even her. Being taller than me is quite a feat. Realizing this was just an average height for the Onigahara family, I couldn’t help but feel that the Oni bloodline really does create superior physiques.
Despite being of the Onigahara clan, Mitsuki’s midsection had a modest amount of fat.
Compared to the other Onigahara women, who packed significant weight onto their muscular frames, Mitsuki—whose abdominal muscles looked like they were on the verge of showing—appeared a bit delicate by the standards of this world’s sorcerers. I could see why Koki-san was worried about her, given that extremely low body-fat percentage.
Because her stomach was so trim, her breasts appeared all the more impactful by comparison.
Just as I had imagined from her skimpy clothing back at Onigashima, they were round and large.
Perhaps thanks to the bra, they had enough volume to create a firm cleavage.
Chifumi, Risa, Yurina, Asari, and now Mitsuki. These were my group members.
They were all different types, but everyone was cute and had a great style (by my standards). It was magnificent.
”Mitsuki, come here,” I said.
”Yes~…” she replied.
I took Mitsuki’s sides in both hands as she approached and slid them lightly up and down. I could feel the muscle, but it wasn’t as if she had zero fat. It was on par with Yurina’s stomach.
Mitsuki looked ticklish when I poked her belly button with my finger. Since her hands were hovering aimlessly, I guided them to my crotch.
”Hya…” Mitsuki gasped.
Mitsuki let out a small gasp as she touched my growing son through my trousers.
”It’s… this big…?” she asked.
”It’s not even half-erect yet,” I said.
”Eh…?” she squeaked.
Mitsuki looked slightly taken aback. Despite that, her hands didn’t stop, continuing to stroke and stimulate him.
”Since we’re here, I think I’ll have you take it out, Mitsuki,” I said.
”Take it out… you mean… this?” she asked.
”Is there anything else to take out?” I countered.
”There’s the possibility of you telling me to take it out so you can wash your brain, which is only ever filled with lewd thoughts, right?” she teased.
”No, that would kill me,” I said.
Unless I had some special sorcery, brain extraction wasn’t possible. It seemed she was trying to distract herself with a bad joke. I quickly steered her back on track.
”Come on, sit down, use both hands and lower the zipper,” I instructed.
”Muu…” she hummed.
Mitsuki crouched at my feet. She adjusted her height and posture so her face was near my crotch as I sat on the bed. Looking down at her felt like a triumph—like a Strong-Male who had conquered the Strong-Females—and it was a pretty good feeling.
”Okay, I’m lowering it,” she said.
When I nodded at Mitsuki’s words, she pulled the zipper down. The front of my uniform trousers opened, but what lay beneath remained untouched. For my son to be liberated, she would have to remove him from my underwear.
Thinking her job was done once the zipper was down, Mitsuki started to pull her hands back, but I urged her to continue.
”Come on, next is the underwear,” I said.
”O-okay… I know… yeah…” she stammered.
She slipped her hand through the gap and started to take out my semi-erect son. Mitsuki’s fingers slowly opened the front flap of my trunks, and with a delicate pinch, my son made his appearance.
”Come on Mitsuki, take off your bra and show me your breasts. Excite me,” I said.
”Eh… a-ah, okay, I understand…” she whispered.
Mitsuki reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. Though her large breasts succumbed slightly to gravity, they showed almost no sagging and retained their shape. For them to be ‘rocket breasts’ at this size… perhaps it was the influence of the Oni blood.
She went to slip the straps off her shoulders and drop the bra on the floor, so I reached out and demanded she hand it over. Mitsuki paused for a second before gently offering it to me. Checking the tag for the cup size… G. Same as Risa. Good stuff.
”……”
Mitsuki pulled her hands away from her chest. From where I sat, the tips were in full view.
There was one thing that caught my eye. Mitsuki was likely bracing herself for my next words. I spoke them without hesitation.
”Mitsuki, your n**ples are big,” I noted.
”…Th-that’s right, they are. My n**ples are… ugly, I know,” she admitted.
The exposed areolas were larger than an 8-centimeter CD. Perhaps they were even approaching the size of a 12-centimeter CD. In terms of balance, they perhaps didn’t look the best.
”So that’s why your swimsuit was like that…” I mused.
At some point, Mitsuki had stopped taking off her T-shirt even in summer. So that was the reason.
If her swimsuit was a little too small, the parts that changed color would show, wouldn’t they.
”Uuu…” she whimpered.
She must have been bracing herself for a scathing review. Her eyes looked like they were welling up.
No, if I left it like this, Mitsuki would misunderstand.
”They’re lewd, erotic n**ples. I like them,” I said.
Without hesitation, I reached out and pinched her left n**ple with my right hand.
”Pi—!!” she shrieked.
She let out a sound like a scream and tried to pull her body away, but I pinned her right shoulder firmly with my left hand. Once I made sure she couldn’t escape, I scraped and stimulated the tips.
”Uuuu…” she moaned.
She gave me a resentful look, glancing up from beneath her lashes. She let me knead her breasts. My excitement grew at this side of Mitsuki, which was completely different from the impression I’d had of her until now. As she understood that I was getting fired up—evidenced by the increasing size of my erection—Mitsuki’s expression softened.
I force myself to restrain the grip tightening in my hands, then order Mitsuki to shift the atmosphere of the room.
”Your hands are idle. Don’t forget who you’re handling,” I commanded, my voice cold and authoritative.
”U, uh…” Mitsuki murmured, her voice small and trembling.
She wraps both hands around my member, which is swelling and thickening, and begins to move them slowly up and down. A smooth rhythm for someone who’s never done this for real. It’s clear she’s been studying. A complicated feeling stirs—this, after all, is a girl of the Sorcerer bloodline.
I remember when we were little, rolling in the mud and trading punches without a thought to the fact that we were of different genders. Now, that same person is baring her breasts and stroking my c**k at a single word of my command—there is a certain, dark sense of depravity in it. Imagining the “woman” part of my childhood friend being meticulously inspected by the “man” part of me makes the blood flow to my groin thicken even more.
”It’s… so big,” Mitsuki whispered, teasing the underside with her fingertips.
True enough, my c**k is fully engorged now, straining upward.
”What? Did you think it would be smaller?” I asked, a mocking smirk playing on my lips.
”That’s… not it…♡” she stammered, her face flushing crimson.
”Not it?” I pressed.
Mitsuki stammers while rhythmically stroking me. The caresses on her chest have clearly started to feel good, too. I move the hand that was resting on her shoulder to her breast, kneading the right one that had been swaying lonesomely. A large, firm mass of flesh. In the center of my palm, her n**ple hardens.
When I urge her on in silence, she seems to resign herself and continues.
”It’s just… so different from what I saw when we were small…” she breathed, her voice thick with arousal.
”When are you talking about?” I questioned, keeping my tone flat.
”…Back in lower Elementary school…♡” she confessed, looking down in embarrassment.
Mitsuki confesses, looking embarrassed. Was she really thinking back to memories that old?
Well, compared to when our bodies were so much smaller, it’s bound to be huge now.
”The situation is completely different from those days. You didn’t have such impressive things hanging on you back then, either,” I remarked, letting a hint of a cruel laugh slip through.
”Pi♡♡… T-that’s true♡” she squeaked, her resolve crumbling.
Her tension is finally fading. It’s time to move to the next stage.
The n**ples between my hands are large, hard, and insistent.
”Mitsuki, take off your panties and climb on top of me,” I ordered.
”Nn…” she whimpered obediently.
Mitsuki stands up before me and slowly peels off her panties. Her neatly groomed pubic hair is unveiled.
I reach out, demanding the discarded underwear, and she hands it over with a slightly flushed face. Checking her crotch without a care, I see the color has changed. She’s been properly aroused.
As I settle back deep against the edge of the bed, Mitsuki approaches, kneeling to straddle me. It’s too early to just force her down and penetrate.
”You don’t need to insert it yet, just lower your hips. Sandwich my face between your breasts,” I instructed, my eyes tracking her movements.
”Okay…” she murmured softly.
As she slowly settles into a position as if embracing me, her breasts naturally end up near my face. Before I latch onto those large n**ples, I call the others who are standing by.
”Everyone, make me feel good,” I declared, my voice echoing with command.
””””Yes♡”””” they chimed in unison.
The girls, all waiting in their underwear, swarm around me.
Chifumi and Risa climb onto the bed, positioning themselves on either side to stroke my back and arms, leaving kisses everywhere. Yurina and Asari handle my legs, which I’ve hung off the side of the bed. They wipe my toes with hand towels, then start licking the spaces between them.
While being served by the Strong-Females (Shoji’s group members) from all sides, I savor Mitsuki’s breasts.
”Pikyu!? ♡♡” Mitsuki gasped, her body jolting in my arms.
I take the tip into my mouth and suck lightly. As I lick the hardened peak and gently nip at it, Mitsuki’s body, pressed against me, jerks.
After enjoying the soft sensation of her chest for a while, I slowly slide my hands down to her lower body.
Muscular, yet supple legs. From her calves, over her knees, past her thighs, and finally, I grab her ass. I knead her tightly clenched buttocks with both hands. At the same time, I adjust her hip height so that the tip of my c**k lightly grazes the entrance to her crotch. I guide her hips with my hands, slowly moving them to loosen the opening.
”Hiu…♡… Nn…♡… Haa♡♡” Mitsuki moaned, her voice climbing in pitch.
As she moves her hips repeatedly, a wet, smacking sound begins to echo. Simultaneously, I feel the liquid she’s secreted coating the tip of my member, acting as lubricant.
”Mitsuki, look here, face me,” I demanded.
”Eh? Nnuuu♡♡♡” she cried out, her eyes clouding over.
I’ve had enough of the softness of her breasts against my face. I decide to savor her lips next, grabbing her hips to force her down. During the movement, the underside of my c**k accidentally grazes her clitoris, and her hips tremble violently. The shiver spreads through her entire body.
”Ah…♡… Aaa♡♡… No, wait, that’s not allowed♡♡♡” she pleaded, though her body betrayed her desires.
Mitsuki clings to me.
Even though I haven’t inserted it yet, it’s essentially a face-to-face position. She clamps onto me with both hands and legs, trembling as if in a spasm. I can hear her ragged breathing against my ear.
”Did it feel good?” I teased, my voice dropping to a low rumble.
”Yeah… it was… amazing♡” she admitted, her eyes searching mine.
I asked with the intention of being a little mean, but I got a more honest reaction than I expected. I share a kiss with the smiling Mitsuki.
”Nnu♡” she sighed into my mouth.
This isn’t just a light peck. Our first kiss becomes an intense exchange, sucking at tongues and sharing saliva.
I think we were kissing for nearly a minute.
During that time, whether consciously or not, Mitsuki was rubbing her p**sy against my c**k. Even after we break apart, the movement of her hips doesn’t stop. I give her ass a light smack, and she seems to realize what she’s doing. Her face turns even redder.
”Um, this is, well…” she trailed off, mortified.
”It feels super good, so it’s totally okay,” I reassured her with a smirk.
”Ah♡… Hehe♡♡” she giggled nervously.
I judge that we are ready for union.
”Alright, let’s do it in the Missionary position,” I said, my voice steady.
”Yeah,” she breathed.
I wait for the others, who had been watching, to step back, then carry Mitsuki to another spot on the bed.
As I lay her down, she asks timidly from below.
”Minoru, aren’t you going to take your clothes off?” she whispered.
”I am,” I confirmed.
It is the first time, after all. I’ll save the “leave my clothes on while I strip her” bit for another time.
While I strip, Mitsuki spreads her legs, opening her labia majora and minora, exposing her most important part—her hole—and teasing it with her own fingers. It seems she’s trying to provoke me, to turn me on. Fine. I’ll take that challenge.
I mount her, grinding my steel-hard c**k against her p**sy.
”Here I go,” I warned.
”Yeah♡ Go ahead♡” she encouraged, her voice trembling with anticipation.
I slide my c**k inside her. I stop the moment the glans is in. It feels incredible. Even though it’s only the tip, a shudder runs up my spine.
But my pride won’t allow me to just act like a fool because it feels too good. I maintain a composed expression, showing gentlemanly concern for her.
”Are you okay?” I asked, keeping my posture rigid.
”Yeah, don’t worry about me, go all the way,” she urged.
”Got it,” I replied, pressing down.
I thrust my hips forward. Passing the slight resistance, my entire c**k sinks into Mitsuki’s v**ina.
Mitsuki’s crotch receives my waist firmly.
”Nn…” she groaned as we aligned.
I can see Mitsuki looking down at our junction and activating her sorcery.
”Fuu… I’m okay. There’s no pain anymore♡” she stated, her eyes bright and clear.
Mitsuki smiles brightly.
She’s healed her own damage. That means I can go hard right away, right?
”I’m going to discipline you properly. Learn the way of service I like,” I growled, my control slipping.
”Understood♡” she chirped.
As I move my hips back and forth, her v**ina clamps down as if to squeeze out every drop of sperm. It’s not just the tightness typical of a virgin. It’s an ensnaring sensation, the roughness against the underside of my c**k. It’s no joke; if I weren’t careful, I’d be done in three thrusts.
But there was someone even more desperate than me.
Mitsuki, writhing beneath me.
Just one back-and-forth movement and goosebumps cover her entire body; her stomach is spasming. Because she completely eliminated the pain, it seems a signal of 100% pleasure is racing through her brain.
”Ah♡… No way♡… This is… no… stop♡♡… I can’t… hold it♡♡” she sobbed, her hips bucking under mine.
”Mitsuki, are you alright?” I asked, though I already knew the answer.
”I’m n-not♡♡ okay♡♡… I’m coming, I’m coming… I’m sorry, I…♡… I can’t take it anymore♡♡” she cried out.
”You can come whenever. I’ll time my release with you,” I promised, increasing my pace.
”Th-thank you♡♡… Ah♡” she finished, her voice shattering.
With her legs stiffening, her grip tightens even further.
”I’M COMING!!! ♡♡♡” she screamed, her climax hitting like a wave.
”Guh, I’m releasing,” I grunted, slamming into her.
I don’t hold back either, thrusting my hips forcefully as I race toward the peak.
I pour the sperm I’d been saving for a week into Mitsuki.
Every time the s**men passes through the length of my p**is, wrapped in soft flesh, an electric pleasure signal shoots from my groin to my brain.
”Pohe~♡” she sighed, her consciousness fading.
”Hey, unlock. Unlock it,” I commanded, my voice strained.
”Nn… I’m opening it…♡” she obeyed weakly.
Mitsuki has a vacant expression. When I tell her to do so while lightly tapping her cheeks, Mitsuki’s lock releases smoothly, and the door opens.
I can observe Mitsuki’s soul.
”Nn…” she murmured.
”Nnu♡♡” she added, her body still twitching.
Mitsuki beneath me is limp, appearing to intentionally prolong the afterglow of her climax. Only that part of her is gripping me firmly, her genitals squirming with an appetite like a different person. Regardless, what I need to do remains unchanged. If she’s dazed, resistance will be minimal. I have the Mana I poured in invade toward her heart.
Every time the Mana seeps deep into her body, Mitsuki convulses. Yet, there is no sign of the door closing. Finally, it reaches the origin of her Mana—her heart. Resistance from the heart is, as expected, strong. But she doesn’t seem to be in any pain.
The issue with the Three-Limit is the rejection reaction that occurs when different Mana collide, along with the aftermath. The rejection is indeed happening. However, by constantly applying a powerful healing sorcery to herself, she is curing the aftermath—the pain and negative effects on her body and soul—as they occur. It’s a breakthrough by brute force, typical of Mitsuki.
In that case, the only remaining issue is how much I can push through before Mitsuki’s Mana runs out. Looking at Mitsuki’s expression, which is limp yet grinning defiantly, I pour in my Mana and exert Mastery over her body.
It takes nearly three minutes, but the Mastery is complete.
I have permeated my Mana deep into Mitsuki’s heart.
The door closes, and I set my own lock upon it.
From Mitsuki, who is limp beneath me, I can feel a new pulse of Mana. A pulse different from just minutes ago—one influenced by me. There is no doubt, the Three-Limit is a success.
”…”
Mitsuki, who had been staring at me blankly, notices something and slowly opens her mouth.
She sticks out her tongue. There, like Chifumi, the mark of becoming my Majo is engraved.
”Did I… become Minoru’s Majo?” she asked, her eyes fluttering open.
”You did. You are my Majo,” I confirmed, my voice filled with dark satisfaction.
”Yay,” she cheered, her voice full of genuine delight.
She breaks into a radiant smile. At the sight of the adorable Mitsuki, my still-connected c**k begins to ache.
”Keep your tongue like that,” I ordered.
”Nn…” she complied, her eyes locking onto mine.
From directly above the tongue Mitsuki has extended, I let my saliva drip.
The saliva, stretching out into a thread, lands on her tongue.
”Drink,” I instructed.
”Nn…” she swallowed, her eyes never leaving mine.
My genitals remain connected. Stimulated by her female organs, which have begun to squirm actively, I rapidly harden again.
”Oh, Mitsuki, this is dangerous,” I noted, feeling my blood pressure spike.
”Hehe, this isn’t even the half of it. My full-service is just getting started!” she laughed, her eyes glowing.
Mitsuki pleads for a second round with an eager posture.
Chifumi interjects.
”Hold on~. There are four more people waiting here, you know~. You can’t hog him all to yourself~!!” Chifumi complained, stepping forward.
”Ah, yeah, you’re right,” Mitsuki conceded, though she didn’t stop the movement of her hips.
My c**k is already fully recovered. It’s rock hard.
”Hey, we have places that feel good too, and we love you, Minoru,” Risa purred, her voice dripping with longing.
”Minoru-sama, please,” Yurina added, her tone soft and deferential.
”I want you to dote on me…” Asari whispered, her eyes wide with desire.
Everyone lines up their asses in seduction.
”I’ll make you all feel good, so get in line,” I declared, my voice echoing with authority.
”””””Yeeees♡♡♡””””” they all shouted in unison.
I pull my c**k from her v**ina, fully erect.
Mitsuki looks disappointed but follows my decision, obediently getting on all fours next to Asari.
The whole group has their backsides turned toward me. I can enjoy the holes of these females to my heart’s content.
For the rest of the time, I keep thrusting, finishing inside each and every one of them. (I used a condom for Yurina’s anal s*x).
Finally, I have them all take the same posture as before, five of them lined up on all fours. Viewing them from the feet up, I can clearly see my sperm dripping from everyone’s crotch.
I’ve certainly outdone myself. The sense of accomplishment is incredible.
Thus, I have gained my second Majo and my sixth group member.
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勝負がついた後の展開はスムーズだった.
Mitsukiは素直に負けを認めたし, 近づいてきたChifumiたちは新たなグループメンバーの誕生を歓迎している. Asariはともかく, RisaやYurinaもMitsukiのメンバー入りにマイナスの感情はない様子.
俺たちの回りで口々に感想を述べる皆に, 遅れて先生が手を叩きながら近づいてきた.
”だから水着があんな感じだったのか…”
Mitsukiはいつからか夏もTシャツを脱がなくなっていた. こUiう事情があったのか.
ちょっと小さい水着だったら色が変わってる部分が見えちゃうよね.
”うぅっ”
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Summary:
Following the match, the group gathers and is guided by the Teacher to a private facility for further assessment. After being cleared for any lingering damage, the group retires to a reserved room to continue their intimate power-dynamic exercises. The chapter concludes with the protagonist asserting dominance over the newly joined Mitsuki by inspecting her body and engaging in erotic stimulation while the rest of the squad watches.
Minoru commands Mitsuki to service him, asserting his dominance as a Sorcerer bloodline possessor. He then orchestrates a sexual encounter with his group, culminating in a successful Mastery of Mitsuki as his Majo. The scene ends with Minoru fully satisfied after servicing his entire harem.
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Trivia:
The facility uses a modified Damage limit value to ensure safety during combat sessions.
Recovery sorcery is highly dependent on an individual’s innate talent.
The Onigahara family is noted for their superior, Oni-descended physical builds.
Mitsuki’s low body fat is considered somewhat atypical or “delicate” for a sorcerer in this setting.
Mitsuki has a personal insecurity regarding the size of her n**ples, which influences her choice of swimwear.
Mitsuki had previously studied for this encounter.
Minoru used a condom for Yurina’s anal s*x.
The Majo transformation is marked by a symbol on the tongue.
Notes:
• T – A first-year student at District 13 High School who has recruited K and N from East Middle into his group.
• Chifumi – A scrawny, long-haired first-year Lead Majo and frost-water sorceress with a water-based staff, she holds group authority and Reaches Three-Limit power. Minoru’s childhood protector turned harem member, she handles training observation and post-match prep. While her bubbly charm masks a sharp, calculated demeanor, she remains a well-informed, self-sacrificing scout for Koki and Minoru’s groups.
• Mitsuki – Tall, curvy transfer student with dark skin, long hair, and a powerful, muscular Oni physique. Minoru’s stubborn, competitive childhood friend, rival, and clingy Majo, she is also allied with Manaka and Koki. Unaffiliated with factions, this top assassin candidate leads Onigahara Dojo training and explores dungeons wielding the Hama Kongou kanabo, using deceptive Oni-fication and rare healing.
• Yurina – Black-haired, refined Plain-folk student and Kibe-born swordswoman in Minoru’s squad, serving him while balancing his harem. A stoic piano-playing childhood friend and protector to Chifumi and Risa, she locks the facility door. Devoured by the Phantom after wielding precision blades, she becomes a duplicate guide. Part of Koki’s group, she knows Chifumi’s strength and attends the transfer intro.
• Asari – Tall, long-haired, and curvy, this 170cm+, E-cup Kasakura first-year has a large build but is the smallest of Minoru’s group. A modest barrier sorcerer, handicraft club member, and trainee at Onigahara Dojo, she speaks in sweet, idol-like tones. She is close to Mari and Nagase, craves intimacy with Minoru, and is polite to higher-ranked sorcerers, yet was tragically devoured by a Phantom.
• Risa – Tall, sharp‑witted, and notably well‑endowed, this Plain‑folk is Minoru’s dutiful childhood friend, servant, and group member who defers to Chifumi. Lacking innate sorcery, she is a disciplined Naruse family Onibara practitioner wielding a rifle and magic pistols. A first-year in Koki’s group, she trains hard in her weapon-filled room to keep pace, resents her mother, and rivals Mitsuki in size.
• Yuri – A cheerful and energetic first-year student at Higashi High who is a classmate of Shibuya and an acquaintance of Kibe Yurina from their middle school days. A girl known for being aggressive toward Hayato and displaying overt favoritism.
• A – A student from South Middle School described as an idol who has been recruited into R’s high school squad.
• M – A first-year student at District 13 High School and the childhood friend of Anonymous Student 0006, described as an atavistic strong-female who looks plain but possesses significant power.
• R – A first-year student at District 13 High School who has successfully built a squad and added multiple girls, including M and A, into his group.
• Onigahara – The Koki family, bearing the name of Mitsuki and Koki, runs a massive, rigorous dojo famed for Oni‑fication sorcery; their outward appearance reflects disciplined austerity, their identity is that of stern mentors, and they maintain close, hierarchical bonds with their students and apprentices.
• Tatemiya – The protagonist Minoru and Kotoha belong to this prestigious family, which plays a central role in the group’s social dynamics and relationships.
• N – A student from East Middle with an eccentric personality who entered National High School due to complex family circumstances and used herself as leverage to negotiate a protective agreement for K.
• S – A first-year student at District 13 High School who has taken B from North Middle into his squad.
• Minoru – Pragmatic, black-haired sorcerer and protagonist reincarnated into a reversed-beauty world as a top-ranking student in exploration uniform. Wielding Tatemiya magic, an iron whip, and a sub-space monster, he modifies space and commands specters. Calculating and dominant, he holds absolute mana-based mastery over his female squad, including a possessive childhood friend, a romantic bond with Risa, a goal to recruit Mitsuki, and hidden memories of sister Mai. Currently abstaining to prepare for a duel.
• Tamai – A visibly exhausted male homeroom and guidance facility teacher who wears a plastered-on smile. He oversees dungeon training, combat trials, and duel procedures, while managing physical exams, student development, and healing. A key mediator and collaborator with technical staff, he conducts safety inspections and provides critical testimony regarding the students and staff under his charge.
• K – A student from East Middle who followed N to National High School out of care, successfully remaining pure through N’s protection until a misunderstanding involving Anonymous Student 0008 led to her capitulation.
• B – A student originally from North Middle School who was added to S’s group.
• Koki – Nearly two meters tall, muscular, and handsome, this Onibara-style second-year sorcerer is Minoru and Mitsuki’s brother. Associated with the Sumo club, he is a powerful mentor, group analyst, and benchmark for rare sorcery, possessing a “Gold Oni” Oni-fication ability. While recovering from intense training, he remains a cautious evaluator focused on external threats and the Oni clan’s conditioning.
• Ui – Minoru’s proactive, carefree childhood friend is Yui’s twin sister and an original Shisei group member. A social private school student, she sports a right-side white-dyed lock of hair. Known as an upbeat, high-tension ‘upper’ landmine-type girl, she uses cutesy slang and acts as a provocateur, maintaining close friendships with the original group while aggressively interacting with Minoru.
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