Chapter 65

"Huuuht... hah... haa... haaaa..."

Sitting on the floor of the dojo, Tsurugi had to catch her ragged breath.

Tsurugi herself couldn't quite grasp what had just happened.

"Wh-what did you do..."

"What did I do? I just approached the match normally~ Kheeheeheet. The 'oral attachment cross-masturbation battle' as you called it."

Hideo said, wriggling his fingers, flaunting how they were soaked with Tsurugi's vaginal fluids.

Tsurugi's face flushed with shame, and she turned her head away.

She was so frustrated.

And more than frustrated, she felt ashamed of herself.

'The gap was this big, and what pathetic thoughts was I even having!'

In martial arts, the ability to recognize an opponent's skill is crucial.

What could be more pathetic than ineptly resisting someone you can't even hope to beat?

Only by properly assessing the opponent's skill can you devise a suitable tactic to face them.

But what had she done?

Judging the opponent's skill based only on appearances, arrogantly assuming she could win despite her lack of experience, and letting her guard down?

Tsurugi understood the vast difference in their abilities the moment Hideo's fingers entered her vagina.

Because her vagina cried out desperately, as if it had found its master after a long separation.

The way his fingers moved seemed crude, but it contained the very essence of conquering a female.

They say that when a master reaches the pinnacle of skill, they become indistinguishable from a novice in appearance?

Just like this man.

'I should have known when I saw that magnificent dick.'

She had thought it was merely the shape of his body. The size of muscles is somewhat determined by genetics.

She had been both surprised and dismissive, thinking it wasn't the result of effort like her own solid muscles.

But now she knew.

That dick was the result of this man's training.

A crystallization forged by constantly fucking vaginas, tempered by their vaginal fluids and semen.

'I want to commit seppuku.'

Would this also be a fitting act for a descendant of samurai?

Tsurugi genuinely wanted to erase this shame with seppuku. It was only natural, as her pride as a martial artist had been shattered.

It would be one thing to simply lose to a stronger opponent, but confronting her own mental weakness was not easy.

However, she didn't have a real sword to commit seppuku with, and as a modern person with sense, Tsurugi decided to become a better person rather than washing away her shame with death.

She honestly admitted her defeat.

"The first round is my defeat. I admit that I was no match for you."

"Oho~ For someone who seemed so proud, you're quite honest?"

"One way or another, I am a martial artist. I know that accepting the outcome as it is, is the right thing to do."

However, she paused for a moment before asking.

"But if you don't mind me asking... would it be alright to ask how many women you've handled with those fingers?"

Hideo replied.

"Who knows? I haven't counted."

This was basically just Hideo's casual attitude, but Tsurugi took it a little differently.

'That means he's gone through countless training sessions. As expected, you can't judge the depth of a person by their appearance.'

Compared to his frivolous attitude and face, his mindset towards the Yin-Yang battle was proper.

'Do I have even a single chance of winning in the remaining 6 rounds?'

According to the rules, the match could be decided after just 3 rounds.

No, rationally speaking, that was overwhelmingly likely.

But.

'That doesn't mean I can easily give up on a match I've already accepted.'

Tsurugi steeled herself and looked up at Hideo.

"Then let's move on to the next round. Is that alright with you?"

"Ooh, you've got some spirit. I'm always ready, so come at me as much as you want."

※

Hideo would decide the event for the second battle.

Tsurugi had chosen the event for the first battle, so Tsurugi had no complaints about this decision in terms of fairness.

However, when Hideo decided on his event, Tsurugi couldn't hide her bewilderment.

"U-um, are you sure this event is alright?"

"Why? Is there a problem?"

"It's not that there's a problem, but this... seems too unilaterally advantageous for me?"

The event Hideo chose didn't have a specific name. Just hearing the rules made it clear that this event was unilaterally advantageous for women.

The rules were simple.

The woman performs oral sex (=fellatio) on the man's thing while simultaneously masturbating her own vagina. The first one to reach climax loses, a simple rule.

The rules were simple, but the problem was that the woman could unilaterally control the match to ensure her victory.

"I understand performing oral sex. It doesn't detract from the purpose of the Yin-Yang battle at all. But in that case, wouldn't it be right for the man to perform oral sex on my vulva?"

"Why?"

"Why? Well, of course, if I masturbate myself, I can just reduce the stimulation to my vulva to win, right? In that case, the man is guaranteed to lose."

Tsurugi was someone who aimed for victory. As a martial artist, that was only natural.

But that victory would be meaningless if it was just handed to her.

The difference in strength couldn't be helped, but at least the rules should be fair, right?

Tsurugi didn't want to be a coward who won under unfair rules and shamelessly rejoiced.

Hideo responded to Tsurugi's words like this.

"Heeeuuuhm~ So you're assuming you'll win with these rules. Fuhihiheet, that's what you call arrogance."

"N-no. This isn't arrogance, it's just that the structure itself..."

Tsurugi tried to argue but stopped.

She had just confirmed her own arrogance in the previous fight, so she had no answer when the word "arrogance" came up.

Hideo added insult to injury, saying to Tsurugi.

"Just start the match. You'll understand everything then."

"...Alright."

She had plenty to say, but if the opponent said that, Tsurugi had no choice but to follow.

After all, Hideo had the right to choose the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠event right now.

'The words of a strong person who has fought in many more Yin-Yang battles than I have... then there must be some kind of trick to it.'

Having come to that conclusion, Tsurugi sat properly on the dojo floor before the match.

Before Tsurugi's eyes was Hideo's thick and hideous penis.

'Honestly, it's disgusting.'

This was a physiological revulsion, so it couldn't be erased. Not only did it look hideous, but the smell of piss was also repulsive.

But overcoming such physiological nature is called asceticism.

"Then, let's start the second round."

Saying that, Tsurugi matched her lips to the glans of Hideo's penis.

Covering the glans as if kissing it was like a ritual that was always performed when doing oral sex in such Yin-Yang battles.

Like all other martial arts, Yin-Yang battles start with etiquette and end with etiquette.

"Haaaeuuueehm...."

Tsurugi opened her mouth as wide as possible and swallowed Hideo's penis.

Even then, she couldn't swallow even half of it, but it could be said that she was trying very ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠hard.

And when that thing was in her entire mouth,

"Heuaaaaaaang~~♥"

Tsurugi had to taste a pleasure that melted her brain.

'Eh, uh, huh? Something... something's wrong...?'

It was Tsurugi's reason that made that judgment. Unfortunately, reason was demoted from Tsurugi's pilot seat. Her instinct as a female replaced that vacancy.

"Chureureureup! Hueeeung, chup... haaem... jjooooook!"

Tsurugi's tongue embraced Hideo's penis with a flamboyant movement that couldn't be compared to the kiss from before.

In a way, that appearance could be understood as a passionate embrace.

'Delicious! Delicious! I can't believe it's this delicious?! Is a man's penis originally this delicious?!'

Objectively, it must be bitter, salty, and disgusting.

The sixth sense that transcends such five senses recognized this as pleasure and urged Tsurugi's brain.

More! More! It shouted that she had to taste this penis more passionately.

Tsurugi, who was diligently sucking on the penis, soon spat it out.

It wasn't because she was tired of the penis. It was because she couldn't enjoy everything about this penis while having it in her mouth.

"This penis, it's too long...♥"

Tsurugi was surprised by the flattering voice she made herself, and she stuck out her tongue and licked the penis. The penis was so long that it seemed to take forever to go back and forth.

She put the long, long penis between her lips and sucked on the liquid.

She licked the pitiful Cowper's fluid seeping out of the glans.

She sucked in the sweat on the balls with her nose and lips and fell into ecstasy.

Tsurugi unknowingly reached out and began to soothe her lonely vagina with the amazing miracle coming from this one penis.

And at this point, she understood.

This can't be controlled!

Jyoobeup, jyoobeubbeup~ jjigeok.. jjigeok, chyuht, jjigeok!

Tsurugi's vagina, which didn't have much experience with masturbation, emitted a pleasure that was not as much as when Hideo touched it, but was still considerable.

Tsurugi could tell at once that if she kept pushing like this, she would climax soon.

And of course, that also meant Tsurugi's defeat.

But even knowing that, Tsurugi couldn't stop her fingers.

'I... can't take it! My hand won't listen! Even though I know I'm going to lose!'

Rather, this finger was constantly urging her vagina, wondering if it could get even stronger pleasure.

Even though getting more pleasure here would lead to defeat, it only shouted more! More! More!

The reason why Hideo was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠so confident and accepted the match was now obvious.

'Slowing down the momentum of self-masturbation! From the beginning, that itself was impossible!'

At first glance, this battle seems to be just a competition between penis and vagina to reach climax.

But in fact, it was completely different.

This battle was a battle between a penis that aroused the female and led her to masturbation, and a vagina that had to endure that temptation.

As a price for not knowing that fact, Tsurugi had no choice but to fall down the irresistible slope of pleasure.

'Ah, I'm going... I'm going! I'm going to cum!'

Even though the pleasure was lacking, there was no problem reaching climax.

Not to mention, if there was the pleasure of this penis thoroughly violating her nasal cavity and oral cavity, there was no need to say anything.

Tsurugi sensed her defeat, but still ran towards climax with the movement of her fingers that didn't subside at all.

And at that moment,

"Otsucha~"

"Eugeup?!"

Hideo, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠who had been still, suddenly shoved his penis past Tsurugi's throat.

It was a timing when victory would be decided if he stayed still, but it was an action with an unknown intention.

In that state, Hideo swung his penis almost like a woodpecker, hitting Tsurugi's larynx like a punching bag.

Tsurugi was able to forget the pleasure for a very brief moment due to that pain.

And in that brief moment, Hideo aimed his glans at Tsurugi's throat and released his semen that he had been holding back.

"Fueuuu~ That was refreshing. Your mouth-vagina wasn't too bad. I knew it from when we kissed."

Hideo said that and nonchalantly pulled out his penis.

Following that, Tsurugi's vagina vigorously spewed out vaginal fluids towards the floor.

The meaning was clear.

"Ah..."

Round 2 decided.

The winner is Kazakura Tsurugi!