Volume 9 Chapter 15 Side Event — Swimming Block Tournament in the Old Capital, Day 2*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Finally, the sorcerers’ sorcery regulation begins.
Of the District 13 High members, only about 10% entered the sorcery-free regulation. The vast majority participated in sorcery regulation. Athletes: each district’s National High School and Private School students. Manaka entered this one.
In the water, on poolside, in the stands—wherever you looked, nothing but plump bodies. Thin (Plain-folk build) figures were limited to staff and some spectators. Even so, so many cameras. Some even had huge telephoto lenses. Those are held by the subjects’ families, right?
All Plain-folk races had finished yesterday. This venue should basically only have sorcerer affiliates. Unrelated spectators were restricted. Until recently, there were no viewing restrictions, but with camera performance improvements, shameless bastards targeting lewd photos had increased, and idiots publishing them in enthusiast magazines appeared—so countermeasures were implemented.
Now, unauthorized cameras can’t capture subjects accurately—interference sorcery had been developed. Troublemakers claiming “it’s legal if it’s not in the rules.” The irony: their influence drives tech development. They themselves are often the ones who create and deploy counter-tech the fastest. Deep karma.
Digression aside.
Sorcery sports in general: sorcery regulation isn’t lawless.
Body alteration sorcery and sorcery affecting substances other than self are prohibited. Usable sorcery: only temporary self-ability enhancement sorcery. Specifically: common technique muscle enhancement and stamina enhancement. Short distance: muscle enhancement. Long distance: stamina enhancement.
Manaka was waving this way.
Plain-folk build competitive swimsuit. Compared to the splendid builds of Strong Females (Shouji’s group members), Manaka looked terribly unreliable. Until middle school, Manaka was noted as a talented beautiful JC swimmer. Now: pretty face but body’s… a JK swimmer. Treated as visual gag, lightly dismissed by commentators.
You. I remembered your name. Don’t think it’ll always be moonlit nights.
The women’s 400m individual medley qualifiers began.
The moment Manaka suppressed the fat-storing athletes and took first place, the venue seemed to murmur. Serves right. Another girl similarly thin as Manaka swam but came last.
Manaka expressed joy without malice, calling out to comfort the same-build girl, then returned. I pursued.
Manaka in jersey talking with Shisei High Swimming Club members noticed me, approaching with light pattering steps.
”Good work. Good swim.”
”Thank you.”
”Mana remaining okay?”
”Well… might be a bit tight.”
”Hm… hand.”
I placed Maja’s Tears on Manaka’s offered palm. Newly made by Hinoki (they/them), fully loaded with Mana. To supplement Mana shortage before the finals. Finals qualifiers should get Mana recovery items distributed, so this was originally unnecessary—but feelings matter.
”Hold onto it.”
”Understood.”
Manaka gripped the item, replenished her Mana, nodded lightly.
”Looks good.”
”Yeah. Thank you… yesterday’s promise, won’t forget…”
Last quiet reminder, Manaka returned to her friends. Watched her a moment—surrounded by close friends with splendid builds—before heading back to the District 13 High waiting area.
The few talking with Manaka probably also advanced to finals in other events.
We basically cheer same-district students. District 13 High and Shisei High students—cheering for both, so vaguely I get it.
Basically, Zero-limit Private girls versus Three-Limit National girls. Many Three-Limit Maja too. In that context, Private girls breaking through to finals are unquestionably capable.
Visible results bring various benefits.
Post-graduation paths too—Private girls’ motivation runs higher than National girls’. Enhancement from totsu and motivation enhancement balance out; National and Private girls fight evenly.
Thanks to last night’s promise, Manaka’s motivation was extremely high, I thought.
* * *
Afternoon, women’s 400m individual medley finals.
As expected, finalist atmosphere was different.
Splendid build: minimum condition. On top of that, stoic beautiful form from dedicated swimming. I didn’t think Manaka was technically inferior, but a difference at the base level inevitably showed. Conversely, it was a race where that was the only difference that mattered.
Manaka didn’t reach the podium but secured qualification for nationals.
Post-race, I felt our eyes meet momentarily as Manaka shook hands with the swimmer in the adjacent lane before exiting the pool.
* * *
Day 2 competition ended. Of the District 13 High participants, one-third had advanced to nationals. Nationals: scheduled for the final week of summer break in the Imperial Capital. Participation costs covered by the school—quite the gesture. Adding an extra night, I planned to spend a day sightseeing in the Imperial Capital before returning.
The advisor treated the Swimming Club all to dinner. A famous hotel buffet—must’ve cost quite a bit—but he paid in cash right there. I thought National High teachers were amazing, but of course it was alumni donations.
Joys and sorrows mixed, teasing classmates who missed nationals, picking out Imperial Capital sights with those going. That dinner over, we returned to the hotel. Lodging was each student’s free choice—I’d been staying at Naruse-affiliated hotels since day one.
Waiting in the room, the doorbell announced a visitor. Koutomo’s group was touring Old Capital all day; they should be on the return train around now. Visitors were limited. Actually—just one person.
As expected, it was Manaka at the door. Invited her in; she replicated yesterday’s behavior, passing before my eyes and settling on the bed. Locked the door and chain, then followed her.
”……”
Sitting with legs neatly aligned, Manaka silently glowered at me.
”What? Grumpy?”
”No.”
Flatly denied my joke. Didn’t seem like she was in the mood for wordplay.
”Want to start.”
”Got it. Got it. What did you tell Shizuku-san to get here?”
”Fine if I’m a little late. Said I’d be gone about two hours.”
Don’t know what excuse she fabricated, but she had “rest time”—that’s the point.
”Shower?”
”Done. Underwear and tools are all prepped.”
Did the day of denial really have that effect? Manaka was ready to start immediately. …Tools?
”What’d you bring?”
”Returning this.”
What Manaka pulled from her pocket was the Maja’s Tears I’d handed her at noon. So she’d come to my room under the pretext of returning it. Impressed by how quickly Manaka adapted.
”Keep that till nationals. No dungeon plans anyway.”
”Used it today, Mana’s empty.”
”Those are reusable, you know.”
”……”
Manaka started releasing Mana silently. Something wrong? Felt her Mana felt different from usual. Or was this my Mana’s influence? Keeping my supplemented Mana separate inside her body? …No, maybe for a short time, but nearly five hours had passed since the finals. Impossible.
Possible cause: she recharged right before coming. Deliberately adjusted it to empty. Why? …Wanted me to refill it? So that’s it.
”Nn… got it. I’ll take it back. Say if you need more.”
”Right. Lending it again at nationals would help.”
”I’ll think about it.”
Manaka stopped releasing Mana and smiled—the first time since entering the room.
”Worth the time. Let’s start.”
”Yeah.”
Manaka began popping her shirt buttons from top to bottom. Today’s outfit: white shirt and skinny leggings. Perfume scent signature. Yesterday had been a white dress. From yesterday’s proper ojousama to today’s bari-bari career woman image—expressing a mood shift, maybe?
Oops, said that while underwear appeared.
Sexy underwear I’d never seen before. Purple lace, patterned, expensive-looking underwear. Forced to compare, it resembled the black underwear from the first forced masturbation session.
Shirt open, bra-wrapped breasts revealed. Then she fidgeted, reaching lower—lifting hips slightly off the bed, discarding the skirt. Matching bra set, purple panties. Thin enough to seem see-through if stared at hard.
”……”
”What?”
”N-nothing.”
Sitting in the room’s chair watching Manaka, she turned to face me and froze. Answered my question with an expression like something was stuck between her molars.
Manaka’s hands went behind her back—click. The bra loosened.
”……”
Watching me, Manaka… removed… her bra?
Skillfully slipping the straps off one by one, left hand hiding both F-cup breasts, right hand holding the bra. Until now she’d only loosened the straps to masturbate. First time she’d reached this state. Which meant… Manaka planned to unleash her breasts today!?
”Minoru, won’t you show me?”
Manaka propped her legs up on the bed, asking me as if inviting.
”What of mine do you want to see?”
”……”
Control here, this act—was mine. Making her say it reinforced that once more.
”……Your p**is (quiet).”
”What? Too quiet.”
”Your p**is! Minoru’s Engineer organ! Show me your d**k… please…”
Manaka spat out the words desperately. After the third word, she seemed embarrassed—the last syllable fading almost to nothing. Shy Manaka was cute, but no need to be too cruel.
”Fine.”
Stood up, hands on my pants.
This was within expectations. Changed into an easy-to-remove jersey beforehand, after all.
”! …!!”
Momentum was key. Dropped jersey and pants together, exposed my son before Manaka. Felt her gaze concentrate.
”Couldn’t see well on the island, right? How is it?”
”Th-that… different from what I imagined…”
Manaka had been peeking at the thing Chifumi’s technique had fully erect, moving in and out of Chifumi’s v**ina. It made sense to react that way to its half-erect appearance.
”Fair enough. Then, move that hand?”
Again, pointed at the arm hiding her breasts.
”Or, giving me that works too.”
Moved my finger, indicated the bra. Manaka hesitated for only an instant, then offered the bra while still hiding her breasts.
Stood again, received the purple fabric, no hesitation bringing it to my face.
”! Minoru!? Wha—!”
”Nice scent signature.”
Manaka moved to reclaim the fabric, then stopped. Her face flushed instantly. Sniff sniff—faint perfume, fabric softener scent signature, faint Manaka scent signature mixed in.
”Haa… Minoru, please stop suddenly turning me on.”
”Going to keep doing this for decades more. Better get used to it.”
”Don’t want to get used to it…”
Deep breath, Manaka composing herself. Her gaze was fixed on my crotch. Sitting with legs spread again, my proud son was gradually rising. Felt Manaka’s throat move.
Manaka realized she was being watched, hurriedly looked away, then looked back.
”Then, Manaka won’t show me?”
”Sorry. Forgot.”
Resolved, Manaka lowered her arms.
Her breasts tayun followed gravity, changing shape.
The bra in my hand showed size F. Princess Kuga’s breasts: F-cup beautiful breasts. The nipples I couldn’t see in the island darkness were visible here clearly. Pink, modest nipples. Seemed small for F-cup (comparing to Risa, Yurina).
”Let’s start.”
”Yeah. Understood. Nn…♡”
Manaka immediately began masturbating with her newly unleashed breasts. Thumbs and index fingers of both hands stimulated both areolas, the central nipples puffing up larger. “Larger” but still relatively small compared to the breast size.
Pinching those nipples kyu♡:
”Nn♡fu♡, fuu♡♡”
She reacted pleasantly. Not quite clit-level, but still an erogenous zone. Future reference.
Stimulating the nipples kurikuri, leaking moans, hips moving modestly—my arousal climbed. Olfactory plus auditory plus visual inputs—my cock was fully erect.
Manaka didn’t miss it, half-open mouth murmuring dazedly, continuing her solo play.
”Ah♡ amazing♡ big♡”
”It’s because you’re so erotic. Take responsibility and keep going.”
”Y-yes♡♡”
Today I was sinking deeper faster. Manaka→Mana-chan transition already underway.
First time seeing “Mana-chan mode” breast play. Bolder breast deformation than usual, rougher breathing.
”Fuu♡ku♡ amazing, so cool♡♡”
”What’s cool?”
”Minoru-kun♡ your face♡ your gaze♡ your scent♡ your cock♡ everything, everything is so cool♡♡”
Gaze? Tested directing my gaze at her crotch.
”Ah♡ that♡ Minoru-kuun♡ me, no good, leaking♡”
Legs spread wide, showing her crotch. Never touched yet, drenched and sticking, color changed.
”Mana-chan, already coming? Feels good?”
”Yeah♡ yeah♡♡ feels so good♡ Mana, already, no good♡ might♡♡”
On the bed, both hands shamelessly playing with her breasts, legs spread, impatiently rubbing her ass on the sheets. Her thighs—no, her lower body began trembling finely. Her gaze stayed fixed on my fully erect cock.
”Ah♡ ah♡ no, sorry♡ Mana♡ coming♡♡, cumming♡♡♡”
Like she was facing me in a sitting position, connected, Mana shook her hips. Buruburu convulsions spread through her whole body, her crotch stain growing noticeably larger. Then she must have exceeded her panties’ absorption—potapota, liquid dropped onto the futon. Enough to think she’d squirted.
”O♡♡… o♡♡♡”
Eventually the convulsions settled. Maybe her leg strength gave out—Mana lowered her floating hips. Our eyes met; her face grew redder. She closed her legs, hid her breasts with both hands, and pulled the sheets around her.
She’d switched back to “Mana” and seemed embarrassed.
”Erotic, very good. Better work than usual.”
”…Minoru’s fault.”
”Hm? What?”
”You edged me yesterday. I never get like this normally…”
Peeking only slightly from the sheets, resentful Mana.
”Mana spent the whole day worked up because of you. Got in the mood much earlier—that’s why.”
”…Don’t say mean things.”
Shy Mana.
”You said things you’d never said before—’love Minoru’s cock’ and all that.”
”Ku… blunder.”
She didn’t deny it—she really meant it.
”Mana’s words. I was happy.”
”…I see.”
”So, a little service.”
I brought the bra I’d been sniffing all this time to my still-erect cock. Before breathless Manaka, I stroked my cock once with the bra. Precum was caked onto it as I held it out to her.
”Here, this.”
”What should I do with this?”
”Use it however Mana wants.”
”……”
Placed the bra in the hand extending from the sheets. Under the sheets, Manaka shifted her posture.
”Round 2, you want?”
”Hah? Don’t understand what Minoru’s saying.”
Sniffing her own bra’s scent, glaring at me. Zero persuasiveness.
”Fine. I permit it. Masturbation in this room is free.”
”…No takebacks.”
”Course.”
Mana pulled the sheets over her head, fully committing to round 2. I couldn’t see anything, but pained breathing, muffled kuchukucha sounds, the shape of the sheets told me roughly what position Manaka was in and what she was doing. The movement of the sheets suggested a pretty intense round 2. If I stripped the sheets off her right now, how would Manaka react? Wondering that, I waited for her to resurface.
* * *
Eventually, Manaka played alone in the sheets for nearly an hour before emerging with a “Masturbation? What’s that?” expression. As ever, the magnificence of her switching left me speechless.
She left with a refreshed face, but before going: she requested to do the same thing at nationals. I had no reason to refuse. Naturally agreed.
Night grew deep. Tomorrow return to the 13th District. Early checkout—time to sleep.
That’s when I noticed Manaka’s trap. Her scent signature was all over the whole bed—erotic scent signature, caked on.
”You did that…”
Payback. I’d have to rest my body while worked up.
* * *
Next morning, contrasting the refreshed Manaka, I was at Shizuku-san’s worried level of pent-up desire. Manaka smiled—she’d planned it.
Train to the 13th District. Arrived at the nearest station around noon, stopped at the Takino residence before going home.
Pressed the intercom. Batabata of footsteps descending the stairs, then Chifumi appeared.
”Back.”
”Welcome~! How was the match~?”
”Won.”
”Congrats~”
Took her clapping hands in mine.
”Huh!?”
”Chifumi, is your aunt home?”
”Huh? No, but…?”
”Good.”
Barged right in, left the luggage at the entrance. Carried Chifumi to the room.
”Wa-wait. Let me put my luggage away first.”
”No waiting.”
Chifumi’s room was messier than usual. Pushed her onto the bed with its rumpled sheets, couldn’t wait to undress her, shifted aside, joined together. Despite the rough entry, Chifumi’s pussy was soaking wet—I savored my cock inside her, clung to her tasting Chifumi’s Maja body, then started seriously moving my hips.
Poured thick accumulated sperm into Chifumi’s v**ina. Felt amazing.
Still connected, I leaned in close—Chifumi accepted with a troubled expression. Our tongues gucho-gucho tangled, then I pulled away.
Wiping away spilled saliva, Chifumi complained.
”~So forceful~. I had prep too, you know~?”
”Me too, at my limit.”
”Looks like it~. That was a lot, but you’re still hard~?”
Kyu♡ Chifumi’s inside tightened. My hip bounced involuntarily.
”Ugh… c-can I go again? Can I, right?”
”You’d do it anyway if I said no~. Can’t help it~♡ Yes, banzai♡”
Round 2 without pulling out. Chifumi pulled my T-shirt off from below, stimulating both hardened nipples kurikuri.
Not to be outdone, I yanked Chifumi’s shirt up. I’d noticed it since she came to the door—no bra.
”Thought Minoru was coming, so I warmed myself up~♡”
”Chifumi, I love you.”
”I love you too~♡ Love you~♡”
She’d anticipated my move. Just as expected. Poured all the sperm I’d built up into Chifumi. My crotch felt lighter. The weight of it went straight into Chifumi’s belly.
Calmed down, flirting in the living room as we caught each other up on the three days apart—then Chifumi’s mom returned. Gave her a souvenir and left.
Back at home, my younger sisters scolded me for being late. Told them I’d been talking with Chifumi and got off the hook.
Notes:
• Manaka – Manaka Kuga is an elegant, sharp-featured Shisei High student, authoritative circle leader, and strategist for the top-tier Kuga family’s Founding Strong-Females. Minoru’s refined yet direct childhood friend, she uses a short staff for spatial/air-shaping sorcery. Known for her aristocratic bearing and “-chan” honorific, she manages security, led a year-long deception, and orchestrated an exchange battle request.
• 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.
• 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.
• T – A first-year student at District 13 High School who has recruited K and N from East Middle into his group.
• B – A student originally from North Middle School who was added to S’s group.
• 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.
• Shisei – An acquaintance involved in high-profile activities.
• Hinoki – An older classmate and powerful anomaly who speaks with a warm, blunt, Kansai-influenced dialect. Using they/them pronouns, they have a shy yet contrary personality and interact casually with the protagonist. As a mediator in the supernatural community, they secure bodies and support others, having bestowed fragments of their power upon Pape, Kram, and Risa.
• Naruse – Naruse is the paternal surname of sisters Anri, Risa, and Momono, separate from their mother’s magical Shoji line. Led by their influential hotel/dungeon manager mother, this wealthy old-money sorcerer family and merchant guild provides institutional support to local establishments. They reside in an understated, modest private estate featuring an integrated dungeon and a small dojo.
• Shizuku – Job: Kuga family servant/attendant; Relationship: Branch family member; chauffeur; Note: Childhood acquaintance of narrator.
• 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.
• Minoru – The protagonist and narrator is a black-haired Demon reincarnated from Japan, standing 183cm with sharp eyes. Pragmatic yet internally hurt, this eldest Tatemiya son wrongly believed his childhood friends abandoned him. Serving as ‘master’ to a mixed female group, he uses inherent spatial manipulation sorcery to command a handgun and subjugated monsters like Pape in mid-guard combat.
• Chifumi – Eldest daughter of the Takino residence, this 160cm, J-cup kimono-clad sorcerer is Minoru’s childhood friend, Lead Majo, and trusted partner. Sporting a long brown side-tail, her bright, casual personality bridges his group with Manaka’s companions. Wielding a staff with flowing ice/water magic, she manages household admin and rearguard combat while secretly protecting him from the truth.
• Yurina – A stoic, analytical 165cm Plain-folk vanguard with a black ponytail and G-cup. A humanities student and eldest daughter of seven, she uses a katana and Severing Sorcery in Minoru’s party. She protects Chifumi, fights alongside Mitsuki, and addresses Minoru-sama with polite deference. Efficient and loyal, she trusts his judgment despite feeling unsettled by his escalating violence.
• Kuga – Worn on Manaka and Marin’s garments to symbolize kinship, the Kuga family name carries heavy social weight and authority. This distant lineage, marking the farthest point from the narrator’s home, has a strained relationship with the Tatemiya family due to Minoru being abandoned by Manaka. A family member working as hotel staff also reports Anri’s visit to the sealed dungeon.
• Risa – A curious humanities student (167cm, light brown semi-long hair, H-cup, black eyes) and the youngest Naruse sister. Playfully assertive and protective of Minoru’s group, this mid-guard sorcerer has no inherent magic but wields magic pistols and Hinoki’s power. When Asunaro takes control, her eyes turn red, enabling fire and lightning sorcery. She is also known to bake cookies for Tatemiya.
• Yuri – A cheerful, energetic, and curvy Higashi High first-year student dating Shibuya. While calculating, she is fiercely loyal, even winning a third-place Best Couple Award with him. She was an acquaintance of Kibe Yurina in middle school. Known for being aggressive toward Hayato and displaying overt favoritism, she is defined by her intense relationships, vibrant spirit, and distinct presence.
• Takino – Associated with the Takino residence and Manaka’s father’s social circle, this family name is an alias for Chifumi’s pushy, hospitable mother. A member of Komoda’s group, she uses it to manage external relations when the Tatemiya name can’t be used—coordinating with Muto and facilitating requests while overbearingly insisting the protagonist eat dinner at her home.
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