Time for a New Kind of Perverted Sex, Part 9

Princess was happier than anything that she was his very first contract partner.

With a face flushed with anticipation, she stole a glance at Ted's forehead.

"Well... as I am now, I am terribly worn..." she began, carefully explaining her situation.

"In the past, I could estimate our compatibility rate just by drawing near, and holding hands would reveal the exact percentage... but..."

"Is it difficult to do now?" Ted asked.

"It is possible, but... now, I must press my, my, my lips... against your face to confirm it."

Because of that, she had been forced to search for a master for the past several decades without ever knowing their compatibility rate beforehand.

"Is that so?"

"Yes... a light touch on your forehead should suffice."

"A kiss from a beauty? I'm looking forward to it."

At Ted's words, Princess's face flushed a deep crimson.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

Her heart began to hammer wildly against her ribs.

With just those few words, Ted—who had already agreed to become her master—looked infinitely more dashing in her eyes.

I-I love you... Master... I've fallen for you...

Some might think Princess was falling for him far too easily.

But... in her case, it truly couldn't be helped.

She had spent over a thousand agonizing years without a master.

Not only that, but having someone treat her with genuine kindness was a first in her long, lonely life of 1,075 years.

To Princess, this very moment was a miracle with a one-in-a-thousand-years probability.

Thus, she had no choice but to fall head over heels for even his smallest gesture of warmth.

"Go ahead," Ted said, bowing his head slightly.

He brushed aside his bangs, exposing his forehead.

Princess blushed even deeper and gave a small nod.

"Then... I shall check."

Feeling her heart race continuously, Princess lifted her head.

She carefully pressed her lips to Ted's forehead, and—

"Hyaaaah?!"

Immediately after, she gasped in sheer shock and tumbled backward.

She was so utterly startled that she fell with her legs splayed wide in an 'M' shape, exposing her lewd, black-striped panties once more.

As an undisputed pervert among perverts, Ted's ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠eyes instinctively darted to her panties, but he forced himself to look away as he knelt on one knee before her.

"Are you okay?"

"T-This is impossible?! S-Seven, seven..."

Princess's eyes shook as if experiencing an earthquake, repeating the number seven in utter disbelief.

Ah... Seven? Don't tell me it's only 7%?

If so, that was a devastatingly low compatibility rate.

Realizing his compatibility rate was ten times lower than even his grandfather's, Ted wore an apologetic expression.

"Ah... sorry. I guess my compatibility rate is only 7%."

"N-No, that's...!"

Princess tried to speak, but the words wouldn't form.

She was simply too flabbergasted.

"I might be lacking, but I promise to stay by your side for the rest of my life."

"T-Thank you! I am truly grateful for your words. But that is not what we should be focusing on right now!"

Finally finding her voice, Princess shouted in excitement.

"It is not 7%!"

"...Is it 0.7% then?"

Ted's expression grew even gloomier at the prospect of an even worse compatibility rate.

"No, no, no! It is high! Incredibly high!!"

"High? No way! Is it 77%?!"

If so, it was higher than his grandfather's. That was something to be proud of.

"No, it is not! It is a whopping... 777% over-compatibility rate!!"

"What...??"

Ted's eyes widened to the size of saucers.

"777%?!"

His jaw dropped so hard it nearly dislocated.

A compatibility rate this high shouldn't even be possible.

"How can this be? In over a thousand years of existence, I have never heard of such a number!"

Normally, one would be considered lucky to reach around 50% compatibility.

A 100% compatibility rate with a master would elevate a weapon to Rare-grade performance.

Even the Hero and the Demon King only achieved around 200% compatibility with their legendary weapons, the Holy Sword and the Demonic Sword.

Yet here he was, completely shattering those limits at 777%.

"W-With a rate this high, even if my base performance is poor... we can expect an incredible boost in power upon contracting!"

Perhaps she could shed her reputation as a useless weapon and at least become average?

Then, she wouldn't be a burden to Ted, the wonderful man who had agreed to be her master.

As these thoughts raced through her mind, Princess's face lit up with pure, unadulterated hope.

Grab!

Unable to calm her racing heart, Princess Sword suddenly lunged forward and grabbed Ted's hands.

"M-My Master! I will do anything! I will obey your every command! I shall dedicate my entire being to your desires! So please, I beg of you, do not abandon me!"

Princess was desperate.

She absolutely refused to let go of this ray of hope.

Now that she knew of this absurd compatibility rate, she could never even imagine serving another master for the rest of her life.

Her body and soul had been hardwired to belong to Ted and Ted alone.

"Calm down, Princess. I will never abandon you. I promised, didn't I? I'll never let you go."

Ted gently stroked her back, soothing her.

It truly felt like comforting an obedient puppy.

777%... Honestly, my own heart is pounding...

Ted was just as shocked, but he did his best to remain composed.

Having finally calmed down, Princess looked up at Ted through her eyelashes.

The angle of her face was so breathtakingly perfect that he felt a sudden urge to kiss her.

However, unless his partner wanted it, he tried to avoid unsolicited sexual contact.

Ted was a pervert, but he still made an effort to respect boundaries.

"I... I am calm now... My Master."

Princess Sword swallowed hard, her gaze drifting toward Ted's lips.

Then, with a face that grew redder by the second, she spoke.

"My Master, have you... perhaps heard of how a contract is established?"

"No, I haven't."

At his response, Princess averted her eyes, her face burning even hotter.

"I see! Well... how should I put it? Normally, a contract is quite simple. If both parties consent, a magical contract is generated."

Ted recalled hearing something like that before.

Once completed, the magical contract would be stored within their souls, meaning there was no need to worry about losing it.

"So, if I just say I agree to the contract, is that it?"

"Y-Yes, indeed... but! Normally, that would be the case!"

Princess's eyes darted left and right.

She looked exactly like a child about to tell a lie.

"But as for me... because I am so worn... and, well, I haven't established a contract in over a thousand years, right?"

Princess began piling up excuses.

It was painfully obvious she was making things up, but Ted played along and listened quietly.

He found the whole display incredibly endearing and cute.

"S-So, some of my functions might be broken... and a simple verbal agreement might not be enough to seal the contract... which means..."

Princess hesitated, stealing glances at him.

She was practically starving for ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠affection.

Because of that, Ted knew exactly what she wanted.

So, he decided to show her with actions.

"Then, how about we get a little closer?"

He pulled Princess into a warm, gentle embrace.

Instantly, Princess's face melted into a daze of pure bliss.

She buried herself in Ted's chest, looking incredibly happy.

But her greed didn't stop there.

It had been over a thousand years. She had gone that entire time without feeling a shred of affection.

It was only natural that her desperate craving for love would make her push for more.

"A-And! Actually, I'm so broken that even this might not be enough!"

Princess's voice suddenly dropped to a tiny whisper.

"...A fitting is required."

"What kind of fitting?"

"W-Well... a mouth-fitting... a kiss is required."

As she spoke,

Princess squeezed her eyes shut and tilted her face upward.

Her pale skin and moist, glistening red lips looked absolutely beautiful.

I see...

Ted understood completely.

He understood that she wanted affection so desperately that she was willing to act this wildly.

It was the inevitable result of living for over a thousand years receiving nothing but malice from everyone.

He couldn't help but sympathize with how she was so deeply moved by his minor kindnesses that she was willing to offer her entire self just to stay by his side.

"Princess."

First, Ted gently pressed a light kiss to her forehead.

Princess slowly opened her eyes and met his gaze.

"To be honest, I have a rather ridiculous dream."

"What kind of dream?"

"I'm aiming to become the world's strongest harem king."

How would Princess react?

Since women overwhelmingly outnumbered men in this world, most women took a man's harem for granted.

However, not every woman looked favorably upon it. Ted watched her reaction closely, and...

"Oh! What a magnificent dream! A real man should aim to be nothing less than a harem king!"

Fortunately, Princess enthusiastically supported Ted's ambition as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"So... you support harems, Princess?"

"Hmm? Support harems? What do you mean? To avoid extinction, is it not a man's duty to take many women and father as many children as possible?"

Princess spoke as if she genuinely didn't understand why he was even asking.

Only then did Ted realize.

Princess was a being who had lived for over a thousand years.

In other words, she was a survivor of an era that had witnessed multiple cataclysms that nearly wiped out humanity.

Having lived through such times,

Princess believed it was a man's ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠absolute duty to embrace as many women as possible to increase the human population.

"A master of your caliber must already have many women. Do you have around twenty?"

"Huh? No, actually, yesterday was my first time sleeping with a woman. So counting my girlfriends, sex friends, and sex slaves, I only have five in total."

"Five in just two days?! Oh! My Master is truly magnificent! In that case, am I to be your sixth woman?"

"Well, if we exclude the unofficial ones and limit it to official girlfriends, you would actually be the second."

"I-Is that true!"

Princess stared at him with deep yearning.

"May I... not just be your weapon, but also claim the position of your girlfriend?"

"Of course. I told you, didn't I? I'm never letting you go."

Ted gently caressed Princess's face.

Then, he leaned in and pressed his lips against her soft, red lips, sealing them in a deep kiss.

Mwah.

Her lips were incredibly soft and warm.

Savoring the sensation, Ted slowly pulled back.

He looked at Princess, who was practically glowing with joy, and spoke.

"Won't you become my girlfriend, Princess?"

Tears of overwhelming happiness welled up in Princess's eyes.

"Ah... I have never been this happy... Of course! Here ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and now, I swear to be Ted's woman for all eternity!"

Without needing to say another word, they leaned in and shared an even deeper, more passionate kiss.

At that exact moment,

Flash!

As if proving that their deepest desires had aligned,

a glowing magical contract materialized above their heads.

The contract had been successfully established, bound by their mutual wishes.

"Ah... finally..."

After a grueling 1,075 years, Princess had finally met the master she had yearned for all her life.

And Ted, for the first time in his life, had acquired an Intelligence Weapon.

This very moment—

the birth of an unprecedented, monumental legend that would be etched into the history of the world—

was something neither of them could have possibly foreseen.

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