Chapter 100 The Starry Sky
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
TL summary:
Caught between heaven and hell, Yuuri endures a final, exhausting session with the two Rainbow Goddesses, Ai and Shelm. The chapter climaxes as Yuuri’s aggressive, devoted love successfully flusters the arrogant Shelm, forcing her to acknowledge his feelings and end the coupling. Yuuri is then given new, protective gear and sent back to the mortal world with a powerful promise of future rewards.
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Yuuri found himself in paradise, and in hell.
He alternated connecting deeply with the twin aspects of the Rainbow Goddess, waves of joy coursing through his entire body, overwhelming even his thoughts. Just a few motions drained him completely, leaving his legs weak, only for a Skill—or some divine gift—to restore him each time. Driven by the constant, aching desire from the ‘Consecration,’ he challenged the endless dance with the Goddesses, whose divine beauty hid the gaze of a hunter. He felt like a small creature toyed with by two graceful felines. Even the newborn Ai embraced the true nature of a passionate Goddess without shame, acting far bolder than one who had just shared her first moments.
”Hahh, aahhn! ♡ Your warmth! ♡ Nii-sama’s warmth! It feels so good! ♡ This is amazing! It’s like it was made just for My joy! ♡♡ Oh, ooh… Ohhooo! ♡♡ I’m peaking! Peaking againnnn! ♡♡♡” Ai sighed, her voice a sweet spiral of pure delight.
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Though his body and senses were heightened, his clear mind couldn’t hold. Ai straddled her weary companion, moving her hips in a graceful, inviting rhythm. Her long, slender legs spread wide, revealing her open heart, flushed and stretched to welcome and hold his warmth. The way she drew joy from his presence through her movements alone, without needing hands for balance, showed her eager pursuit of peak.
Yuuri no longer had the strength to guide the Goddesses. All he could do was keep his warmth ready, barely maintaining their bond. His role now was to endure his own release until her peak, so as not to disturb Ai, who had long shed her initial shyness.
”Kufufu! ♡ No matter how many times you share, it never fades, always filling ‘Me’… ♡ I can’t release a treasure like this! How does it feel, Yuuri-kun? Being the Gods’ cherished companion?” Shelm teased, a warm smile in her tone.
As her heart tightened at her peak, he released his full desire into her core, which enveloped his tip. The playful Goddess spoke to his hazy mind, clouded by soul-deep joy. Yet, despite her teasing words, her voice carried a gentle, caring note. The soft warmth beneath his head and the tender touch of her fingers in his hair kept his awareness from fading.
”Hah… It’s an honor, I suppose. I probably wouldn’t have touched you both otherwise,” Yuuri panted. “If this is the cost for sharing with you… Kuh, it’s worth it.”
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Mortal and God. Their time and desires were worlds apart, never meant to blend. Shelm’s words mixed praise and caution for a human who, by stretching his power to her level, had aligned some shared goals.
—Mortals, be not proud. For then greater grace awaits.
If he gave in to the joy of their bond and misjudged his place, ruin followed. But Yuuri had learned this the moment he unlocked the Familial Workshop.
—Don’t worry. You can gaze down on this starry sky from the horizon.
He was used to the sharp words of the Goddess who struggled with people; her recent guidance had taught him painfully. Still, when such power was shown, even her proud words felt like caring warnings. Thus, he let her teasing pass without reaction. By accepting the Goddess’s gift—the Goddess nervously holding a fragile bond with a simple human—the playful one flushed and turned her rainbow eyes away.
”Ugh! Yuuri-kun, you’ve grown so bold lately! ♡ This isn’t fun if I can’t tease you like a plaything anymore!” Shelm complained, mixing real frustration with embarrassment.
Lies wouldn’t fool a Goddess. To a being who saw truth behind words—disrespect in respect, fear in obedience—it was familiar. But a human holding those feelings yet staking his life on affection was rare for her.
An Apostle’s bond is surface-level, after all. Past faith or gain, he found a loyal, endearing girl beneath her fierce shell.
”Hey! Don’t get proud! ♡ Yuuri-kun, you’re just a warmth that feels good, that’s all! ♡” Shelm declared, cheeks still red.
Yuuri wanted to know how deeply he’d fallen for this challenging Goddess. When he shared that feeling openly, Shelm gently pushed his head from her lap, as if scolding his boldness.
Yet she kept a hand to steady him, then leaned in to seal his lips with hers, halting further bold thoughts.
”Fyeh, chuu! ♡ Fam, fuu! ♡ D-Damn it, stop thinking that sweet ‘love’! ♡ To enjoy this torment so much, is Yuuri-kun a true romantic?!” Shelm whispered between soft kisses.
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Sharing intent without words was powerful, yet useful. Even with speech sealed, Yuuri needed only to hold his affection and let her feel it.
As he sent waves of love, the Goddess realized pleasing him wouldn’t end it. The moment their lips parted, she pressed a hand to his head and arched back, hiding her face. But what hid it was the gentle sway of her full curves. When he instinctively stirred in response, Ai, basking in her afterglow, tightened around him fully.
”Ahaa! ♡ Nii-sama’s warmth is lively again! ♡ Hey, ‘Me’ (Shelm)! Is it my turn now? ♡♡” Ai asked, voice eager.
”Ah, no way! ♡ I don’t have much time left with Yuuri-kun! The final share is mine! ♡♡” Shelm replied, possessive.
How much time had passed in this starry realm? At first, his mind was unclear from the ‘Adjustment.’ But even constantly sharing since Ai’s naming, it couldn’t be more than half a day. Shelm likely set their time to match one Servant’s: a full day.
Yuuri sent a thought of affection for her careful nature upward. In response, a hand reached from beside her curves and pinched his nose, as if to hush him.
”Mmmh! You were relieved most of all! ♡ Don’t cover it with ‘I love you,’ you warmth! ♡♡” Shelm huffed.
”Of course. How much have you taken from me? Even if my strength returns, the mind tires,” Yuuri answered.
”That can’t be helped! ♡ For Skills, those touching mind or spirit are kept gentle. Too strong would be control. Sealing a human’s will harms ‘Me’ (Ai)’s growth! ♡” Ai explained, hips moving slowly.
Thinking back, only Skills exciting him or easing sleep touched his spirit. Shelm, once in Marina, used something like Charm to prompt Nullification. Such Skills likely existed but were withheld. It was wise to avoid mind-breaking Skills, even against enemies.
”Exactly. Skills are borrowed from me. Use them well, or lose them! ♡” Shelm warned.
”I know. Thanks for the care. I love you, Shelm.”
Yuuri had to meet her hopes to stay close. He ignored her sharp words—her shyness—and shared gratitude. Shelm quieted, then moved over him on all fours, ordering Ai to yield.
”Hmph! ‘Me’! Stop claiming the warmth! You’ll have it anytime now! ♡” Shelm commanded.
”Yes, ma’am! ♡” Ai agreed, parting with a soft sound.
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She turned from her companion, not glancing back. But her intent was clear as she passed over his head, letting him look up.
Placing hands on the bed, Shelm’s face hid behind her full, swaying curves. Yuuri’s eyes fixed on the graceful shape holding form against gravity. The smooth line from her chest to lower stomach passed before him. When she revealed her open heart, silver strands glistening with desire, his weary spirit reignited.
”Haaahn! ♡ Nii-sama’s warmth! It grew again! ♡ T-This makes it hard to part! ♡♡” Ai protested.
”E-Enough excuses! Hurry! ♡ It grew because of me! I deserve to savor it, don’t I? ♡♡” Shelm replied, impatient.
Ai wanted to stay connected; Shelm wanted to join quickly, causing a playful tangle. Yuuri ran hands over Shelm’s soft curves, sensitive peaks, waist, and the swollen spot visible in her open heart. Shelm shrieked cutely at the touch.
”Hanyaaahhh! ♡♡ Y-You! Yuuri-kun! A surprise is unfair! ♡ Prepare, I’ll draw all from you now! ♡” Shelm purred, voice melting.
Granting playful consent to his bold touch on her divine form, Shelm allowed it.
Slurp, it parted from Ai, and Shelm softly kissed the upright warmth. She brushed it against her curves as she moved toward his feet. At alignment, she rose on knees, back to him, pressing her entrance to his tip.
”Uah, ah…! So warm…!” Yuuri gasped.
”Hehehoo! ♡ Ai can’t do this yet, can she? ♡ How’s that? The charm of a seasoned Goddess! ♡♡” Shelm teased.
”Ugh! I’ll show you! I’ll make Nii-sama’s warmth shatter with joy someday! ♡” Ai vowed, competitive.
His view was her graceful back: full curves. Desire dripped from between, wetting him. Shelm swept her long hair up, arms overhead, revealing smooth white lines. Shadows showed her form. From the side, her curves peeked. Glancing back slightly, rainbow eyes looked down, seeming to challenge the waiting companion.
”Here I come! ♡”
”Whoa! Aaahh!?”
Zuburi, the Goddess’s heart ignored his state and welcomed him fully.
The tip, gently held even before, melted in joy, and before he processed, her warmth covered him. Joy. Joy. Joy!
Unable to bear the intense feeling, Yuuri reached for her hips, but she wouldn’t allow retreat.
”Ahahahaha, how sweet! ♡” Shelm laughed, delighted.
”Ugh, hah, aahh!?”
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Caught in the embrace of the joy-vessel that had cherished many, his warmth was fully guided. Yuuri tried to resist being led, but her skilled motions sealed every effort. The friction against sensitive spots drew shameful sounds.
”Aahnn! ♡ Nii-sama, you didn’t move this much with me! ♡” Ai noted, jealous.
”Kufufu! ♡ Remember, ‘Me’! Yuuri-kun is stubborn and a true romantic! ♡ Guide him like this, and he’ll resist even knowing he can’t win! ♡♡” Shelm taught, proud.
While overwhelmed, Shelm lectured her younger self. Humiliated their bond seemed secondary, Yuuri thrust upward, only for her waiting warmth to absorb all.
”Ahh—♡ This warmth really is perfect! ♡♡” Shelm sighed, intoxicated.
”Uugh, kuuh…” Yuuri groaned, bested.
But seeing Shelm truly tremble with joy erased any surrender.
—Even drawing joy for her companion, she actively moved, pressing his warmth to her sweet spots.
Her tear-streaked face in ecstasy, sweet cries rising to the stars, assured Yuuri his warmth pleased this Goddess.
”Ahn! ♡ Anhn! ♡ …This warmth! ♡ I only need this! ♡♡” Shelm cried, lost.
”Kuuh! That’s right, Shelm! Think only of My² warmth!”
Even with her divine appetite and skill to toy with him, Yuuri couldn’t bear sharing her desire. He wanted it all for him! He knew he wasn’t enough, yet craved to claim this challenging, lovable Goddess.
”Hah! Ahn! ♡ That’s… Until now, I obsessed, never the reverse! ♡♡ Aah! Yuuri-kun’s warmth! ♡♡ If it claims me…! B-But forgetting others would waste—Ahhyinn! ♡♡” Shelm wailed, composure cracking.
Was this Goddess still measuring against past companions?
Guchu-guchu, wet sounds with her white curves moving before him. Angered by the passionate one recalling past warmth even feeling his love, Yuuri firmly tapped her curve.
—In pure connection, he was outmatched. But adding another element shifted the balance.
He pressed through her startled warmth. Lifting up, he held her curves, caressed sensitive peaks, whispered in her ear. The bold Goddess, yielding to new love, leaned back spoiled.
”Sh-Sh-Shut up. Forget them. Forget all but my warmth! Look! This shape! Now! Now!”
”Aahhh! ♡ Too deep! Squelch-squelch, no! Hah! Aaahh! No! Don’t overwrite! Don’t dare! ♡♡” Shelm cried, tears from joy and surrender.
In his arms, Shelm resisted slightly under mortal passion and claim. Held firmly, full curves like reins, her skilled motions limited. With joy controlled, love shared in words and spirit, the playful Goddess yielded to his possessiveness.
”Aahnn! ♡ Y-You’re unfair! Saying ‘I love you’ now is unfair! ♡♡” Shelm pleaded.
”Haha, your heart clings tight, doesn’t it? Say what you want, but you’re memorizing my warmth!”
Kyuu-kyuu, her heart adhered carefully, tracing every detail. To aid her honest form, Yuuri held one curve to fix her, reached to their join, firmly pressed her swollen sensitive spot.
”Aahhh—!! ♡♡ Hyg! Aah! Ahh! …No! The spot! No! ♡♡ My heart’s tightening! ♡♡ It’ll remember this warmth! ♡♡ No others! ♡♡” Shelm shrieked, convulsing.
If a God records all, tampering past with desire hardly fit. To this invitation to yield, Shelm shook her head, crying in joy.
”Haaahhh! Blasphemy against a Goddess! ♡♡ This warmth’s fault?! But! I don’t want it gone! I’ll grant it! This warmth! I thought punishment, but, aah, amnesty! ♡♡” Shelm cried, divine and personal mixing.
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Sharp words reached him, but Yuuri couldn’t stop cherishing Shelm. He’d bet everything on this Goddess. No retreat now. Threatening punishment after was the true breach, no matter his bold touch on her offered form. Relieved by her contract care, he praised her greatness, whispered affection until the love-filled Goddess trembled.
”Haaah—! ♡ Aaah—! ♡ I’m peaking! Now! ♡♡ With this warmth! ♡” Shelm screamed.
”Ugh, aahh!… Good! Peak! Memorizing my warmth, peak!”
He held her full curves, pressed her spot, halted her motion, ground against her tightening heart to show its shape. As Shelm cried in joy in his arms, he poured love and gratitude. When her mouth slackened in bliss, her heart fiercely claimed his warmth.
”Hahh, aahhhhh! ♡♡” Shelm shrieked.
”Uah, kuuuuuuh!” Yuuri yelled.
He held her fragile form tightly, fearing she’d break. Though knowing deep connection seared the mind, he couldn’t stop. As his tip entered her open core, Shelm cried out, her heart drawing him deeper, never releasing.
”Ngooh! ♡ Hyg! Oooh! Ooohhh! ♡♡ Ohhooooooohhh! ♡♡♡” Shelm wailed, pure sensation.
”Aah! I love you, Shelm! So much!!”
Do-bu! Byu-gu! ByuuuUuUuUuU!
The Goddess, lost to joy, was pitiful and endearing. Yuuri gazed at her melted expression, grandly sharing his essence into her core. How deep her joy? She showed no shame to his affection. Rainbow eyes rolled back, tongue out, staring blankly.
For a while, Shelm’s heart pulsed, fully shaped to his warmth, accepting his gift. Exhaustion continued. How many times had he shared with the Goddesses today? How much filled her core, still drawing him?
—Surely, no child.
He wasn’t sure they could bear one. Even if possible, not easily from a companion.
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”Hehe, as expected of Nii-sama. So bold! ♡” Ai said, sweet and teasing.
”Whoa! Ai! When did you…!”
Yuuri was so lost in beloved Shelm, he forgot the other Goddess. He’d thought carelessly toward his caring one, but no rebuke came. As he waited nervously, Ai wrapped arms from behind, pressing soft curves to his back.
”I’ll start with the answer: a Tenson Kōrin⁴ (divine child’s descent) won’t be easily allowed! ♡” Ai stated firmly.
”Well, I thought so. A human with God’s power on the surface would be chaos.”
Even half Shelm’s power wreaking havoc would twist lives. Keeping a child here was possible, but Shelm, with her plan, had no time to raise one.
Ai’s reasoning convinced him, but Yuuri looked slightly down. With the Chief Goddess still lost in joy, Ai leaned closer, whispering.
”Nii-sama, devote to Shelm’s plan. If you succeed—heheh! ♡” Ai hinted slyly.
”Wha—Hey! What are you—Uguoh!” Yuuri yelped.
”Hehe! Hey, ‘Me’! Don’t say extra! ♡” Shelm snapped, not as gone as thought.
But the Goddess was sharp. He thought her lost, yet she’d heard their whisper. Sudden tightening drew a cry.
By rights, he should part and bow. But hope from his beloved Goddess erased disrespect.
”Hey, Shelm! If I contribute more, you’ll bear my child!?”
”Aah—Aah—I’m not saying!” Shelm shrieked, evading.
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Excited, Yuuri caressed his filled lower stomach, only for his hand to be slapped. He looked between Goddesses for answers, but Ai laughed, Shelm pouted away. When he pressed, consciousness faded.
Likely the Slumber Skill, like with Ashley. He had Nullification, yet couldn’t resist. Divine power piercing, or kind rest?
He couldn’t fight God’s authority; strength left him. Ai caught him as he fell back. Darkness took his mind. But Shelm’s last look—not an act—was it real?
Even asking later, she’d evade. Knowing this, his weary spirit reached its limit.
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[TIME SKIP]
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The hand Yuuri tried to sneak while pretending sleep was slapped away. His cheek pinched, eyes opened to the Goddess in thin fabric. Ai lay veiled nearby; the bed no longer held traces of passion.
”Hmph,” Yuuri grumbled.
”Yuuri-kun always tries the moment he relaxes. I tidied so we could talk while you rested,” Shelm said, tone serious, unlike her earlier state.
The sheer fabric now hid modestly. Sheets smoothed, no fluids remained.
He wore thick, familiar clothes, no soft touch possible. His plan to press ‘contributions’ for answers failed.
”Is this… Defensive Gear?” Yuuri asked.
”Exactly. Your dungeon gear was worn. An Apostle of Shelm can’t look shabby. I gave this uniform as proof of your service,” Shelm explained proudly.
As a guide, he’d planned replacement with Suzuri’s White Kimono⁵, but she acted first, encouraging while evading.
”…I’m beaten.”
”Hmph. …No special powers. Want those? Grow Skills. I won’t forgive easy death after my care,” Shelm warned, possessive.
* * *
Unable to steer back to passion, Yuuri surrendered. Shelm floated up, pointing away from the bed. The familiar ‘Gate’ appeared.
”Now, return. What’s needed here is done. More, and your wives will anger. Heheh, as a companion, I’m considerate… Achieve deeds, and I’ll reward.” Shelm smiled, tempting.
The Rainbow Goddess floated grandly against the stars. That distance—just out of reach—was clear parting.
—To touch this divine form, strive in the lower world.
Yuuri was hooked, but wouldn’t release. Sensing his desire, the playful Goddess slightly parted her robe’s neckline, revealing her curve.
”You tease, be ready. Next time, I’ll make you melt again.”
”Kufufu, Yuuri-kun, too easy! ♡ I look forward to it! ♡” Shelm laughed, challenging.
”Nii-sama, you’re busy, but neglect troubles me,” Ai said, pleading yet warning.
Ai stood beside Shelm. —No reason to stay. Lingering in an empty bed was foolish. Yuuri replied briefly to encouraging Ai, stepped from the vast bed. It vanished as he left.
One last look before the ‘Gate.’ The glowing land like a lake, Goddesses in starry sky. He burned this scene—likely his alone—into memory.
”I’m going.”
”Yes. Return soon.” Shelm commanded.
”A day feels like a thousand autumns⁶. We await your swift return.” Ai said politely, expectant.
The Goddesses leaned close, as if missing the human.
Any longer, and Yuuri’s resolve would waver. —No more looking back. He stepped into the light, feeling unspoken will at his back to achieve his noble goal.
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Notes and Insights
2 [My: Yuuri switches to the more aggressive, masculine, and possessive ore pronoun, which is reflected in the intense, possessive tone in English. This pronoun choice is an explicit verbal power move against the Goddess.] ↩
4 [Tenson Kōrin (天孫降臨): A concept from Japanese mythology where the grandson of the Sun Goddess Amaterasu, Ninigi-no-Mikoto, descends from heaven to rule Japan. In this context, it refers to the birth and descent of a divine child. Citation: Kojiki (Records of Ancient Matters), completed 712 AD.] ↩
5 [White Kimono (白無垢, Shiromuku): The traditional pure white kimono worn by a bride for a Shinto wedding ceremony. The term is often used symbolically for a special, new, or pure outfit.] ↩
6 [A day feels like a thousand autumns (一日千秋, Ichijitsu Senshū): A Japanese idiom expressing a feeling of waiting anxiously for a long time, emphasizing the Goddess’s desire for the user’s quick return.] ↩
Notes:
• Ai – The recently-formed sub-divinity/ego who manages the world’s Skills. Her sudden, intense burst of divine will (“ki”) almost bleached Yuuri’s wicked thoughts. Called Yuuri “Elder Brother” and declared genuine affection and trust based on his efficiency with her Skills.
• Shelm – Wicked Goddess, reincarnated Yuuri, manipulative, wants him to use his power.
• Marina – First Princess of Restea—needs labyrinth escort.
• Ashley – Count’s daughter, royal attendant, has a crush on Yuuri.
• Suzuri – A scout who braved the labyrinth and lured a petrifying monster to protect her friends, she endured long isolation while frozen in stone and relied on inner magic to preserve her sense of self.
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