Volume 1 Chapter 62 *
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Right before my eyes lay a small, pulsing aperture. I call it a “hole” only because I know its function; looking at it, the term feels almost inaccurate. The center was sculpted with a certain modesty, as if something were delicately pressed shut, surrounded by a ring of slightly deepened, dusky pigment.
Seeing it like this, it was almost impossible to believe that such a place was capable of gaping wide open. From that central point, fine, elegant creases radiated outward. (I wonder why those wrinkles even exist? Is it some kind of biological hypnosis designed to draw me in?) It wasn’t exactly an escape from reality, but I found myself lost in those sorts of aimless thoughts regardless.
”Is it… is it unsightly? ♡”
The voice was a rich, captivating alto—almost too pleasant to the ear. The owner of that voice was the “Prince,” a woman more gallant and beautiful than any man: Izumi Haruka. Usually defined by her sharp, androgynous grace, she was currently on all fours atop the bed, thrusting her supple, twin mounds high into the air. The flimsy bit of lace meant to guard her modesty—her panties—had been dragged down, clinging precariously to the midpoint of her lush backside.
As for how we arrived here… well, Haruka had been the one to corner me, speaking with a frantic, uncharacteristic clip. “Don’t you dare leave me out, Hirosawa-kun. I want to experience every single one of your Pressure Points¹, just like Mana and Minami. Minami was practically singing the praises of the ‘rear’ point, and even Mana admitted it was an experience one shouldn’t miss.
Come now, be a sport, Hirosawa-kun. I can’t stand being the odd one out. And—and just to be clear! It’s not as if I have some fetish for being stimulated there, or that I have some bizarre desire for you to do something depraved to my backside! Nothing of the sort!”
That was the primary catalyst. And so, here I was, granted a front-row seat to Haruka’s anus.
”Of course it’s not unsightly… but…” Hirosawa said.
I hesitated. Was it something I should actually point out? Right there, beside that adorable, twitching opening, was a single, stray pubic hair—standing out all by itself. (One lone hair? Did she just miss a spot, or is she naturally that thin down there?) I couldn’t say. But there it was, a solitary, wiry strand swaying ever so slightly in the air.
If I’m being honest about my own tastes, I’ve always been something of a bush enthusiast. I love the look of a woman who’s naturally lush down there. (And for a cool, androgynous beauty like Haruka, that ‘gap’ would be incredibly erotic…) but a single, lonely hair? Should I say something, or just let it be? I wondered what the experts of the world would recommend in a situation like this.
”But? ♡” Haruka asked, her eyes flickering with a mix of trepidation and anticipation.
Being pressed like that, I felt like I had no choice but to be honest. “Well… it’s just… right next to the opening, there’s a single hair… just sort of… swaying,” I replied.
”Huh?”
It was clearly not the answer she had expected. Haruka let out a panicked squeak, her hips wobbling frantically from side to side. Her panties slipped even further, nearly exposing her v**ina in the process. (Should I tell her to be careful, or just enjoy the show?)
”Forgive me! I thought I had dealt with everything perfectly… Ugh, how embarrassing! Hirosawa-kun… it must be a total eyesore. Could you… would you mind just pulling it out for me?”
”Wait, me? You’re okay with that?” I asked.
”Yes, please! I’m counting on you, Hirosawa-kun!” Haruka said.
Hearing that, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of curiosity. I’d never had the chance to pluck a girl’s hair before, let alone a pubic hair. My heart hammered as I reached out, my fingertips pinching the strand growing right beside her anus. Even if it belonged to the “Prince,” a pubic hair was still a pubic hair—I could feel that uniquely coarse, wiry texture against my skin.
”Nnh…! ♡”
The mere act of grabbing it seemed to send a jolt through her. An incredibly lewd moan escaped her lips.
”Did that hurt?” I asked.
”No… it didn’t hurt, Hirosawa-kun… ♡ It’s just… the sensation is so different from when I do it myself…”
(I guess it’s like the difference between masturbating and having someone else do the work.) With that thought in mind, I gave the hair a series of playful little tugs. It was rooted surprisingly deep. Each time I pulled, I could see the skin of her anus being drawn upward, stretching in a way that was fascinating to watch. Because it was so close to the center, her anal mucosa moved in tandem with the tugs—a deeply erotic sight. I continued this rhythm of stretching and releasing, over and over.
”Hirosawa-kun… are you… are you playing with my hair? ♡” Haruka protested weakly.
I was absolutely playing with her butt-hair, but there was no way I was going to admit that. “No! Of course not! I was just… getting the feel for it! Practicing!”
”Oh… practicing? Well… if that’s the case, then I suppose it’s fine…”
”Right! Okay, here it goes. I’m pulling it now!”
”Yes… please… ♡” Haruka whispered.
I began a long, steady draw. Haruka’s skin stretched further and further. I didn’t let go this time, watching as the beautiful skin became so taut it looked almost translucent. I held that tension for a long moment, savoring the view.
-Pluck! ♡
”—Aaahhhnnn!! ♡”
The hair snapped out of the follicle. The pore closed up almost instantly, leaving nothing but a tiny, angry red dot on her pale skin. (The proof that I’ve officially marked her.) I decided to “confiscate” the evidence, tucking the trophy safely into my pocket for later.
”Hah… hah… fuuu… ♡”
After that little “foreplay” session with the hair, Haruka was panting heavily. I noticed the fabric of her underwear, bunched up right against her p**sy, starting to darken with a telltale dampness… but my focus hadn’t shifted. My target for today was the anus, now fully exposed and waiting.
”Here I come, Haruka…”
”Ah… Hirosawa-kun… ♡ Please… do it… ♡” Haruka said.
I finally extended my finger toward that breathtakingly erotic opening.
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Summary:
Haruka, seeking to be included in Hirosawa’s intimate ‘treatments,’ requests an anal pressure point session. Before beginning, Hirosawa notices a single stray hair that Haruka asks him to remove. The act of plucking it turns into a charged, erotic moment of foreplay.
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Trivia:
- Haruka is insecure about being excluded from the group’s activities with Hirosawa.
- Hirosawa has a secret fetish for pubic hair (Inmou-ski).
- The term ‘Prince’ is a specific social role Haruka plays in the party.
- Hirosawa physically keeps the plucked hair as a trophy
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Character Insight:
Haruka displays a mix of noble pride and desperate vulnerability. Hirosawa shows a more calculating, fetishistic side by intentionally prolonging the plucking process for his own amusement.
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Lore And Worldbuilding Context:
This interlude serves as fan service to bridge the gap between main story arcs, focusing on the ‘Gap Moe’ of the cool Prince character being submissive.
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Glossary:
Notes:
• Izumi Haruka – Izumi Haruka, a beautiful and androgynous girl called “The Prince” among the Four Heavenly Kings, bears severe burn scars from a Slime Acid Bullet and experiences side‑effects of Hirosawa’s skill. She is a trusting classmate, friend of Mana, healed by Kanade, currently hospitalized. She calls herself “boku”, has a large bust second only to Higuchi, works as a 3rd‑floor Priest, and is being stalked.
• Haruka – Izumi Haruka, known as “The Prince” for her androgynous beauty and gallant demeanor, is a 3rd-floor Priest who wields a mace and uses Perception Enhancement, excelling against spirit-type monsters via Divine Imbuement. She bears severe burn scars from a Slime Acid Bullet and suffers lingering side effects from Hirosawa’s skill, which trigger a complete loss of her composure when exposed to his scent—fueling a hidden obsession with his aroma. Second only to Higuchi in bust size, she uses “boku” and is a trusted classmate and close friend of Mana. The primary victim of Kosaka’s stalking, she was recently hospitalized after a violent encounter with the protagonist, still under surveillance. Though kind and composed, she feels excluded from the protagonist’s special treatment, her once-steady persona now fractured by trauma and scent-induced vulnerability.
• Hirosawa – Quiet, cute male student and protagonist of National Dungeon Academy’s Phase Zero, known as the Vital Point Master, he wields a Goblin Sword and possesses the Pressure Point Eye and Adversarial Pressure Point skills—using pressure-point techniques to alter bodies, induce lactation, and arouse women in his party while methodically climbing his Dungeon Infiltration rank. His unique scent triggers a primal, animalistic response in Haruka, and he narrates his own journey as he localizes his intimate, often controversial experiences with the women around him.
• Minami – Minami‑chan, the petite ‘Loli Princess’ of the Four Heavenly Kings, sports blue twin‑tails, a fluffy‑skirted dress exposing symbol‑marked cotton underwear and rope‑bound panties, and an eye mask. Flat‑figured, dual‑sword wielder, she leads the party’s speed, trains the protagonist in evasion, and seeks Kanade’s pain‑training. After clearing Phase One with Stamina‑Enhancement pressure points, an explorer’s ‘Sky‑Ripping Slash’ teased her exposed underwear, now a benchmark for offensive power. A close‑quarters dual‑wielder, she openly teases Kanade.
• Mana – Kanade, Class President and one of the Four Heavenly Kings, wears a long black ponytail, glasses, and immaculate armor with bracers and leg guards. A Sage‑job wielder and Dungeon Energy Master, she’s a student‑ally of Hirosawa, trains the protagonist in close‑quarters combat and pressure‑point techniques, gives him restorative liquid, and—being his top‑favorite virgin—provides the sexual release that counters aphrodisiacs, while helping catch the intruder.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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