Chapter 225 Mashiro Kagaya ②*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
As soon as we entered the room, Mashiro¹ began to undress without a hint of hesitation.
”Mashiro? What are you doing?”
”We’re having s*x, aren’t we? It’s only logical to remove my clothes first.”
Well, she wasn’t wrong, but still…
”There. I’m fully prepared. Why don’t you undress as well, My Master?²“
”I expected a little more… I don’t know, modesty? But fine.”
She stood there, baring her body to me with a nonchalance that was almost unsettling. Mashiro was slender, with long, elegant legs. She was tall, which made her modest chest look even smaller by comparison-about the same size as Mihiro’s, though the height difference made her seem flatter. Her n**ipss were peaked and firm. Judging by the clean, triangular trim of her pubic hair, she handled her own grooming. Unless, of course, she was just naturally like that.
Overall, she was beautiful. Whether she was “erotic” was a different question entirely.
I stripped down until I was completely naked, though I kept my mask on.
”The mask stays, then? I see. Even so… it seems my meager body is enough to excite you.”
Mashiro’s gaze dropped. She looked directly at me-at my c**k, to be blunt.
”Any man who doesn’t get excited by a naked woman is either gay, dead inside, or suffering from ED³.”
I was none of those. Hell, I even caught myself feeling a spark of heat for Leki… wait. That just makes me a total degenerate with no self-control, doesn’t it? I guess I can’t really argue with Ise’s assessment of me.
I felt a wave of genuine self-loathing wash over me. I groaned, clutching my head as I slumped down.
”Oh? Is something wrong?”
”No… just a sudden bout of self-contempt.”
”Are we stopping?”
”Hardly. I didn’t come this far just to quit.”
It was too late for regrets. I was a scumbag, plain and simple, and I’d never survive this if I let every little moral hiccup knock me down. I stood back up, pulled Mashiro into my arms, and pressed my lips against hers. Our height was nearly identical, which made the kiss effortless.
”Nn… chu… mmm… sluuurp… hah…”
She didn’t resist. She accepted me completely, her tongue entwining with mine as I explored her mouth. It was a deep, heavy kiss.
”Hah… I thought you’d put up more of a fight. Is this really your first time?”
”Phew… Yes, it is. My very first kiss. I thought it would just be… a mundane contact of mucous membranes. But this is unexpectedly pleasant. May I have more?”
”By all means.”
We kissed again. This time, Mashiro was the one pushing her tongue against mine. We both made wet, messy sounds. There was something profound about it-kissing the top student in the academy.
”Nn… hah… fufu. I can feel your p**is pressing against my stomach, My Master. It’s hot, and hard… quite the erection.”
”Well, obviously.”
”Is it just kissing, then? Tell me what to do next. I am your servant; I await your orders.”
She knew exactly what she was doing. But more importantly…
”What’s with this ‘My Master’ business?”
”Sasaki-kun, you are my master now, aren’t you? Therefore, it is only proper that I address you as such.”
She was certainly adaptable.
”How would you prefer I address you? Sasaki-sama? Sieben-sama? Or perhaps ‘Master’ like Narumi-san?”
”Don’t use my real name. ‘Master’ has a nice ring to it… but call me whatever you want.”
”Then I shall call you My Master when we are alone. Otherwise, I will use ‘Sieben.’”
Fine by me. It would definitely be a problem if she started calling me that in front of Yamato or Ise.
”Then, My Master… what is my next task?”
”Make me feel good.”
”Yes, My Master.”
Mashiro knelt, bringing her eyes level with me. I felt like I was dealing with a robot for a moment. She didn’t move immediately; she just stared.
”What is it? Are you teasing me?”
”Well… I’m not entirely sure how to proceed. I have the theoretical knowledge of the act, but I lack the practical details…”
It was a rare sight-the untouchable genius looking confused. I suppose it was her first time, after all.
”Then do exactly as I say. First, take your hand and stroke the shaft. Use the other hand to massage the scrotum. Gently.”
”Like… this?”
She followed my instructions, stroking with her right hand while kneading with her left. Her movements were stiff and awkward, but watching the top girl in the school try so desperately to please me sent a surge of sadistic pleasure through my veins.
”Pre-ejaculatory fluid is beginning to form. Pre-c**m, yes? It’s dripping… it makes a sticky, squelching sound when I move my hand.”
”Yeah, that means it’s working. Now, lick it. Start from the frenulum and work your way up around the head.”
”Nn… I will try. Slurp… lick… mmm… it has a strange taste.”
She did exactly as told. I started to wonder if she actually enjoyed it, or if she was just being clinical. I had to ask. And the answer was.
”Acquiring new knowledge is my life’s work,” she replied. “It is my reason for being. I knew of fellatio, but I didn’t know the mechanics of pleasure. Knowing that I am making you feel good right now brings me satisfaction. I enjoy the process of learning through practice. One cannot understand the taste of pre-c**m through words alone, can they? The kiss was the same. Experience is the only thing that matters. This is no hardship. Lick… slurp…”
Her thirst for knowledge was bordering on pathological. I never imagined her curiosity would extend into the bedroom like this.
”Do you see the opening? Lick it, like you’re poking inside… Nnh, yeah, right there. You’re a fast learner.”
”Naturally. I believe I can manage without further instruction now… mmm… slurp… lick…”
”I see. It might be a tight fit, but take it all in. Do whatever you want with it in your mouth. Just… don’t bite.”
”Understood, My Master. Mmm… gawk… slurp… gulp…”
I let her take the lead. She applied my previous instructions, swirling her tongue around the tip. She was clearly a novice, but the sheer visual of the academy’s golden girl performing like this was enough to keep me at a fever pitch.
”This is taking too long. I’m going to be a little rough, but let’s just say it’s your fault for being a slow learner, Mashiro.”
I grabbed her head with both hands and shoved myself deep into her throat.
”Mmph!? Gulp! Choke… mmmph!”
The sudden irrumatio⁴ caught her off guard. Her eyes welled with tears from the strain, but she didn’t utter a word of complaint. She simply accepted me, even trying to use her tongue as I’d taught her.
”Gurgle… gulp… mmph!”
Seeing her struggle to swallow me, eyes watering and drool trailing down her chin, she looked incredibly vulnerable-and incredibly lewd. I used her as an outlet for my lust, but even with her obedience, she was still a beginner. I didn’t want to break her. I pulled out with a wet pop.
”Cough… hah… that was… a bit sudden.”
”My bad. You looked so cute with those teary eyes, I lost control. I’ll make it up to you.”
I laid back on the bed, my c**k standing like a tower.
”Get on top of me. Face your ass toward my face. Let’s see how well we can please each other at the same time.”
She was a bit unsteady as she climbed over me into a sixty-nine position. Her p**sy was right in front of my eyes. Unlike Lil or Honoka, it wasn’t particularly “inviting” yet; it was tightly closed. But it wasn’t the body of a child.
”Answer me honestly… Mashiro, do you m**urbate?”
”Yes, I do,” she answered casually.
”It’s a common physiological practice, isn’t it? There is no reason to be ashamed. I would say… three times a week? I am unsure if that frequency is high or low compared to the average.”
Unbelievable. She was so clinical about it.
”Did you know, My Master? All girls are perverts to some degree. Just like boys. Perhaps even more so.”
Ise would be furious if she heard that. But she was probably right. Honoka and the others, my Servitude⁵, were proof enough of that.
I decided to see how quickly she’d loosen up. I slid a finger into her tight heat while simultaneously circling her exposed clitoris. Even though she was a virgin, her solo practice had made her sensitive. She began to moan immediately.
”Ah… nnh! Oh! That’s… amazing… it feels… so much better than when I do it… ah!”
”Hey, don’t stop. You have a job to do.”
”Hah! Ah… mmm… slurp… gulp… nnh!”
She let out sweet, desperate sounds while taking me back into her mouth. I used my tongue on her clitoris, then slid it inside to taste her. Her juices began to overflow, coating my face and fingers.
”Nn… ah! Wait, if you keep… ah! I can’t… ah!”
Squelch. Squish.
The room filled with the sound of grinding, wet friction. Her juices were turning white and cloudy. She was close. I added a second finger, thrusting into her while sucking her clitoris with everything I had.
”Ah! Ah! No, wait… stop… I’m… ah! Ah! Ah! Aaaaaaaah!”
Splat!
A fountain of fluid sprayed across my face.
She had completely lost it.
The brilliant, composed Mashiro had just reached her peak under me.
This is bad, I’ve made plenty of girls c**m before, but this felt different-a raw surge of emotion I hadn’t felt since the first time with Lil. My own body reached its limit.
Splurt! Spluuuurt!
I e**culated vigorously. This… the sense of conquest was intoxicating. Mashiro was a drug-a high-grade narcotic for the ego. If I wasn’t careful, I’d drown in her.
”Hah… ah… it’s hot… so this is your semen… there’s so much… mmm… lick… ugh, it’s bitter. And thick. It’s difficult to swallow. Does Narumi-san really drink this regularly? I’m impressed by her fortitude…”
”I think that’s the normal reaction. Lil and the others are the outliers.”
”She said it’s special if it’s from someone she likes. I don’t really understand it myself. But… I suppose I would be happy to please you.”
Mashiro wiped the s**men from her face with a finger and put it in her mouth.
”He-hey!? It’s the first time, so you don’t have to force yourself…”
”Amu, ngu, pero, hamu… nn, nnn… goku, goku, nn… hafuu. As expected, regardless of the taste, it’s hard to swallow.”
She said such things and drank down the splattered semen.
No way. Would a normal person go that far? Just so you know, I had no intention of forcing you.
”I told you, didn’t I. Seeing is believing. Nothing beats experience. This is also part of the experience of getting to know you.”
She was poison. This woman was a total femme fatale. She’d do anything just to satisfy her curiosity. There was no love here-just a void of intellectual hunger. But…
So what? I’ve made her my Servitude. What kind of man would I be if I couldn’t drink down this level of poison? I’ll drink it all and make her completely mine.
”Now… what else can you teach me?”
Mashiro smiled beguilingly.
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Summary:
Sasaki and Mashiro engage in their first s*xual encounter following their new master-servant dynamic. Mashiro approaches the act with an unsettlingly clinical curiosity, treating every sensation as data to be acquired. The chapter culminates in a highly intense conquest where Sasaki realizes Mashiro is a dangerous ‘poison’ that he must fully dominate.
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Trivia:
- Sasaki keeps his mask on during the encounter.
- Mashiro is a virgin but m**urbates regularly (3x/week).
- The term ‘My Master’ is Mashiro’s specific, slightly awkward English-Katakana way of addressing Sasaki.
- Sasaki feels genuine self-loathing regarding his attraction to Leki earlier in the scene.
- Mashiro swallows the s**men solely to experience the ‘truth’ of it
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Character Insight:
Mashiro’s motivation is purely ‘intellectual desire.’ She isn’t driven by romance but by a pathological need to experience things she only knows theoretically. Sasaki, meanwhile, struggles with his identity as a ‘degenerate’ while simultaneously leaning into the sadistic high of conquering the academy’s top student.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author explicitly noted that Mashiro is a ‘carnivore’ type despite her intellectual appearance, meaning she is proactive and relentless once she decides to pursue a goal.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Mashiro – Rank one student, beautiful but cold and detached, high mana capacity.
• Mihiro – Post-gender swap of Yuki Chihiro: Height 160 cm, B-W-H: 82-55-80. Futanari. Short haired black hair, handsome.
• Leki – Lil’s daughter. Height: 140 cm, B-W-H: 70, 54, 69. She looks more like a Siberian Husky puppy than a wolf. Honestly, she just looks like a stuffed toy, recently transformed into a human form. Now use great axe as weapon.
• Sasaki – The protagonist, 168–171 cm and 57–59 kg, with a baby face hidden by black bangs. Once bullied and thought dead by the Sugita gang, he now fights as the gladiator Seven. Wielder of Snatch and Time Compression, he’s the hidden source of many curses and a shapeshifter. Dressed in green scale armor with a blood‑red muffler, he wields dual longswords.
• Narumi – Narumi Honoka. A member of the relief team with healing magic. Despite her cute, short, ‘transistor glamour’ appearance, she is cold-hearted and mocks Sasaki. Black hair, black eyes.
• Sieben – Young man with black hair and a mask covering his eyes. He purchased Honoka and Ria.
• Yamato – Yamato Hina. Student council vice-president. Serious, beautiful, with long straight hair and sharp eyes.
• Honoka – Petite, cute “transistor‑glamour” girl with high‑level healing magic, built like a tiny bomb of lewdness and huge breasts. Started as a cold‑hearted slave mocking Sasaki, then flipped into full devoted “Goshujin‑sama” maid mode, obsessed with his scent and desperate to bear his child. Used to be Hidaka’s obsession, later violated by Sugita, which left her furious and tightly protective of the protagonist. Bashful smiles, but the second anything touches him she goes nuclear. Usually in a sleazy maid outfit, the anti‑aesthetic to Lotte and Nadja’s clean uniforms.
• Lil – One of the heroines. Height 166 cm, B-W-H: 90-56-90. She is a top-tier beauty with long indigo hair down to her waist, a large scar on her abdomen and sharp golden eyes. She has wolf ears and a tail.
• Kagaya – Female student from Earth. Specialized in sorcery and information gathering. Obsessed with knowledge and has mastered the local language through self-study. Yamato Hina’s classmate. A sorcery specialist who uses a staff. Capable of ‘Fire Wall’ and ‘Aqua Spread’. Has purple hair.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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