The Hero's Bride Lessons! Clitoris Torture Chastity Belt♡

Reina's life was sliding steadily into the abyss exactly as she wanted, while Tei watched the object of his unrequited love from afar and slowly fell apart.

She never once imagined that her little brother might still possess the clairvoyant crystal orb once used by a Demon King's army officer. She had believed he would remain in the Royal Capital, living well as a teacher to the noble students at the academy. She felt a little sorry for the boy — but knowing full well what a filthy slut Reina was, she also felt a quiet relief that Tei had never ended up with her.

If he'd married Reina, he'd have cried every single day. So this is probably for the best. Luckily there's a girl who likes Tei, and given time, everything will work itself out.

She had left the rest in the hands of her former comrade Lina, who visited her little brother often. From what she'd heard, Lina came to see Tei regularly — and the fact that Lina had settled in the forest near the Royal Capital was almost certainly because of him. The pairing of Lina the pure elf and Tei the priest was classic, the match everyone around them most hoped for. Even Gara, riding in the same special carriage, agreed.

"Those two suit each other well. I say that as a married man. They're a bit lost right now, but if they ever come together, they'll build such a fine home that today's sorrow won't even be a memory."

"Hehe, right? I think so too. Thanks to that, I could leave the capital with peace of mind."

Clatter clatter clatter.

Unlike an ordinary carriage, this one moved with a swift, fluid speed. The Hero leaned into it and laughed brightly. Her pretty blonde hair had been cut short and neatly arranged, and light makeup around her eyes brought out the strong lines of her face. She wore a white dress with a touch more exposure than usual. Gara was in his armor as always, yet he smiled warmly as he watched the change in her — not the crude smile of a man looking at her with lust, but the smile of a father watching a daughter he had raised for so long set off into the distance.

"I can't praise Reina's track record, but this time we ought to thank her. Thanks to that idiot, both you and I got to leave."

"The timing of the party's disbanding was almost too perfect, wasn't it? I'd been thinking I needed to head off to Tanjelo's place for bride lessons soon, but with Tei's personality, it was hard to bring it up first. Same for you, right, Gara? You kept the party going out of loyalty, but deep down you wanted to get back to your family more than anyone."

"Was I that obvious?"

"When you're worried about something, you tense up your whole body the same way you do when you're on defense. Ah — wait, you didn't know that about yourself~?"

"Is that true?"

"I'm the leader. I keep track of my comrades' habits."

"Good grief. There's no beating the Hero."

Even though he was a two-legged mountain of muscle, when he crouched inside the carriage and smiled gently, you could tell just from his face how deeply he loved his family.

"If I remember right, Gara's family is… two daughters and one wife? That sound right?"

"Mm. You remembered. I have two daughters about your age now. Last time I saw them was roughly six years ago… After we left on our journey I only kept in touch by letter, and even after the fighting ended I stayed in the capital nearly a year, so effectively I haven't seen them in seven years."

"Heeh… We were together that long, huh… Thinking about it, we've all dropped the formal speech ages ago, but you're still the oldest among us, right? I wonder how your family's doing."

"Who knows. Once I started staying in the capital, the letters just stopped coming, and I was worried. While we were traveling they always wrote back promptly, but lately I can barely get one… I was starting to get anxious that maybe they hated me — and then Reina left."

"Talk about cruel timing."

"What about you, Hero? I heard you met a noble named Tanjelo through a formal introduction, hit it off, and got engaged — but was it a hasty decision?"

"Yeah… Honestly, I think it was a little rushed. The journey was over, Tei had grown up, and I was thinking maybe it was time to leave the party and find my own life — and then this matchmaking offer dropped in my lap, so it felt like, 'eh, might as well go with this'? But meeting him here and there, talking face to face, he wasn't a bad person like the rumors said. For a noble he was almost too green and earnest — I liked him a lot! So I don't regret it now. If he'd really been awful, I wouldn't be smiling on my way to bride lessons like this, would I~?"

"I suppose that's true. Still… the Hero, taking bride lessons… Well, it's essential refinement if you're going to be a noble's wife, so there's no helping it…"

"I'm worried about that too… Whether I can actually do it… Ah! Gara, you were a commoner-born knight commander! Do you know anything about bride lessons?!"

"My wife and I are both commoners. Our household only became a knight family this generation because of me, so I don't know the particulars. But from what I've heard, they're famous for being strict. You've been invited to royal banquets a few times yourself, so you know, don't you?"

"Those women, you mean…"

In the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Hero's mind, female nobles had always been the chin-in-the-air, self-important type — but the nobles of the royal court were different. There was elegance even in the way they moved a single finger, and their footsteps were beautiful; they were living sculptures. Unlike the Hero, who had clumsily thrown on a dress back then, those women wore the same heels yet made no sound when they walked. Their outfits were revealing enough that even Reina would have called them "too much exposure," yet they stood quietly at their husbands' sides like peacocks, without a shred of shame. Unmarried women tended to wander about more freely, but once they became wives they were thoroughly demure — greeting acquaintances with nothing more than a light smile of the eyes, and only speaking once business was done…

"If they told me to act like that, I'd never manage it…"

"Bride lessons are the education that makes it possible. This country's noble houses run on a thorough patriarchal system. From what you've said and from the rumors, that Tanjelo fellow is surely a good man — but after marriage he'll conduct himself with a certain dignity, so you'll need to keep that in mind and support your husband's bearing."

"So to prop up my husband's pride, I have to start with myself, huh?"

"Every time you go rampaging through the court waving your Demon King-slaying achievements around, it's like smearing mud on Tanjelo's face."

"Uweh… That would be a problem… Yeah, yeah, I get the idea."

"Good, then."

Reina had called it a happy ending for the Hero, but reality was heavy. The Hero had thought of marriage so simply — just building a home with the one you love — but feeling it firsthand like this made her realize how soft-headed she'd been.

"We've come so far… Back when I was still a little girl and they suddenly dragged me to the royal palace, I cried and screamed and made a huge scene… And now, before I know it, it's marriage…"

"Feeling sentimental?"

"All the adventures we shared are still so vivid. Sometimes I wonder if we're still on the journey and I'm just dreaming inside a tent right now. I even catch myself wondering if the Demon King is really dead."

"………The Demon King."

"What's wrong?"

The smile that had been playing at the corners of Gara's mouth while they talked about family closed tight. A bad sign. The Hero's expression hardened too, and she asked again. Gara glanced outside the carriage, then lowered his voice.

"Before I stepped down as knight commander and left, I spoke with my old subordinates. You still need to know how the world is turning, so I took in news from the various cities and incidents abroad. And I checked whether any major crimes were cropping up…"

"…You're not saying the Demon King has been resurrected, are you?"

"If it were that, I wouldn't have disbanded the party. However — it seems remnants of the Demon King's army have scattered here and there. The cursed items they used have also been dispersed across the land, and the bulk of them have flowed into the Empire through the commercial cities that stayed neutral, or into the various small nations, or into the unmanaged fringe towns of the Libra Kingdom. Crimes stemming from that are breaking out everywhere, and some nobles have even started wondering whether the Demon King's army might still be intact."

"That's… No way…"

"They can't be intact. We're the ones who smashed them."

Gara cut it off cleanly.

"Don't doubt it. We did well."

"R-Right? We wrecked them so thoroughly…"

"But the fact that remnants survived is true. They could even be hiding among the Libra nobles we're relying on now. So even in married life, you'd do well to be careful. The Empire never lifted a finger when the continent was in danger, and there's movement suggesting they're absorbing the Demon King's army's items — so avoid contact with people from that side as much as possible. At worst, we might end up in a war between humans this time."

"That's the worst… I absolutely hate that…"

"Don't worry so much. It's a one-in-a-million scenario. Right now everyone's celebrating that peace has come. The Empire might be recovering those items precisely because they're dangerous… And the commercial cities have always been like that, so it's no surprise. They still sell slaves, after all — they'd only ever see Demon King's army items as a way to make money."

"Ah, right? The first time I went there I was so shocked! I wanted to smash the whole place, but it would've turned into an international incident, so I had no choice but to leave it alone — and that killed me!"

"…That's something a nation has to handle. Same with this matter. You've done enough, Hero. Focus on your married life."

"You're the one who brought it up, Gara~!"

"It was just a 'what if.' I can at least give you a word of caution."

"Well, that's true, but…"

With that, the special carriage came to a stop.

The Hero and Gara looked outside together, and a beautiful grain belt of endless golden wheat fields filled their eyes. For a noble rumored to be short on funds, he held remarkably fine land. In fact, holding land this good was probably how he managed to get by even when his purse was thin.

"So this is Tanjelo's land — Tripoli…"

"A fine place. The farmers are sweating as they work, yet everyone's smiling. The rumor that he's been a bit too generous with his good governance and is struggling for money might actually be true…"

"……He's a good person, isn't he?"

"Mm. Good enough that you can tell a man's character without even meeting him."

From the far end of the endless wheat fields, a new carriage approached. It bore the crest of golden wheat that symbolized this land — the crest of the Tripoli family, the house of the man who would become the Hero's husband. Word of her arrival must have reached him; Tanjelo himself had come running, and the carriage was moving far too fast. Gara opened the door so the Hero could greet her husband and guided her outside.

"Well then — this is as far as we go… It's been a pleasure, Hero."

"What are you talking like you're leaving forever for~! You take care of yourself too, Gara, okay? When the bride lessons are over and it's time for the wedding, I'm definitely inviting you — so bring your whole family then, got it~?"

"Of course. If you don't invite me, I might cry from the hurt."

"Haha! I can't even picture Gara crying! I mean, you've taken so many hits and never once made a sound of pain~!"

"I'm human too. I shed tears. If I finally made that long journey home and my daughter just said she hated me, I might cry. Or if my wife had taken a lover… Truly things I don't want to imagine, but I did neglect them for seven years."

"You know that won't happen."

"…Mm."

"You're built like a mountain, but the second family comes up you turn into a softie! Anyway, enough chatter — get going already! And you'd better write me letters~?!"

"Understood. I promise."

The carriage door closed, and the special carriage pulled away. The horses drawing the carriage stamped with the kingdom's crest were fire-eyed magical beasts. Leaving faint sparks on the ground with every stride, the flame mares vanished from sight — and in their place, someone else came running out to meet the Hero.

"Herooo~! Haaah, h-haa, huaaah~!"

"Tanjelo!"

Messy brown hair, red glasses, eyes a curious black-brown that shone like a raccoon's. Despite leaping from a splendid carriage, he wore a rather shabby ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠formal suit. It was navy with gold embroidery mixed in, but it had a slightly grayish cast, and with his own lack of composure he looked like a well-dressed country youth.

"I-I never imagined you'd arrive this quickly… Welcome after your long journey~!"

"Aaah~! You're being all stiff again! Stop talking like that. Last time we met I finally got you to drop the formal speech, and now you're back to square one?"

"Whoops… But it's just habit…"

"Really, what a bad habit~! But looking at you, it seems like you've been doing well. I'm glad."

"Yeah. You too, Hero."

While he scratched the back of his neck with an awkward smile, others stepped down from the carriage as well. At first she wondered if they were Tanjelo's family, but their skin was a different color. A brown-skinned maid with a blade-sharp expression. Unlike the Hero, who was dressed a touch gaudily, the black-clad maid was neat and severe; she swept her distinctive black, expressionless eyes over the Hero, then quietly bowed her head.

"Good day, Hero. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Even with her hair bound long, it didn't sway at all — which startled the Hero.

"Oh… Don't tell me — a dark elf?!"

"Yeah. This is Noa, our family's head maid. From today she'll be your partner for bride lessons. She may not look it, but she's older than us and lightning-fast at her work — her skill is rock-solid, so everyone relies on her. She's served our family for generations, so her trustworthiness is absolute."

"Whoa… That long…? I see…… It's nice to meet you, Miss Noa. I'm the Hero… Looking forward to working with you… I guess?"

"……………………"

"………Miss Noa?"

Between the beautiful wheat fields and meeting her marriage partner, the atmosphere should have been pleasant — but Noa's mood darkened, and her long ears pricked straight up. The Hero had traveled with an elf named Lina before, so she knew what it meant when their ears stood up like that and steeled herself. Sure enough, the next words out of Noa's mouth were a verbal assault Tanjelo could never have imagined.

"I had heard the stories, but you appear to lack even basic manners. When meeting someone for the first time, I believe it is proper to offer a greeting before reacting with surprise at their race. Furthermore, the habit of awkwardly laughing things off is not a good one. For someone who scolded Young Master Tanjelo over his 'bad habits,' you yourself seem rather poorly trained — which I find amusing. Or do you look down on Young Master Tanjelo simply because you've done a bit of fighting out in the world? If so, I would have no choice but to call you a wild boar."

"—Khuh?!"

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah~!!!!"

A blade of words thrust straight at the Hero who had come for bride lessons. Tanjelo, who had wanted them to get along, panicked and flailed; the Hero, who had expected painful words, took less damage — but thanks to it, she learned Noa's personality.

"Sorry! I'm really sorry! Miss Noa just has a habit of speaking viciously!!!"

"I-It's fine… I have an elf acquaintance, so I was braced for it…! But I didn't think a dark elf would be the same…!!"

"Heeh. And what exactly is different about a dark elf? Or did you assume that because our skin is a different color, we must be vulgar by default? If so, how disappointing. I had thought the Hero was a kind person who treated everyone without discrimination — to think you harbored such prejudice."

"That's not iiiit~! I didn't think that far! A-Anyway! Miss Noa~! I apologize first! You're right that greeting first is proper manners!"

"Apologizing immediately is endearing. In that case, I shall also apologize for greeting you with venom right away. Welcome to Tripoli, the heart of the kingdom… The young master has been waiting for you. To be precise, from yesterday through today he has been watching the roadside through a telescope installed on the castle wall."

"…Really?"

"Why would you say that…!!"

"Because saying this much will convey Young Master Tanjelo's sincerity. I am not the type who enjoys watching two young people keep unnecessary distance."

"…………Heeh."

She was the type who spoke only hard truths with no empty flattery, so it came through clearly just how long Tanjelo had been sitting there waiting. The Hero, who had been taking marriage lightly, thought once again that she had met a good man, and her face flushed. Love wasn't the reckless sweetness she'd read about in books, nor a fated encounter — but she accepted the reality that you could meet someone this naturally and melt into them.

"You waited that long?"

"Aaaah~! I don't know anything about that~! No idea at all~! Miss Noa, really, telling lies like that~!"

"Miss Noa?"

"The young master cannot lie. Whenever he speaks softly and then suddenly raises his voice, he is lying most of the time. In fact, there is a carriage prepared in advance outside the wall so he could rush out immediately, and a mat was laid out on top of it that he never put away — so if you think it's a lie, you are welcome to go check for yourself."

"Uwaaaaaaaaaah!!!! Don't say thaaaaat!!!!"

"……Attending him through the night was tiring, so please allow me this much revenge."

"Kngh… Nngh……!!"

She wasn't entirely without human warmth; she smiled faintly as she teased the young master. Given the Hero's personality, it seemed she would blend into the atmosphere here without much trouble. She tucked Tanjelo's little embarrassments — the castle wall and all the rest — away in her heart as a fond memory without poking at them further, then followed their guidance toward Tripoli inside the walls.

This place might be even better than I thought.

Every landscape they passed smelled of people, which made it a comfortable place for a country girl like the Hero. After a brief look at the wheat fields, they spent the time catching up on recent news — but it was only the short ride into the city by carriage, so the conversation didn't go long. The carriage stopped in front of the largest main house in Tripoli and another smaller mansion attached beside it, and the three of them lined up amicably before the buildings.

"There are two mansions?"

"One is the main residence where the Lord and Lady of Tripoli live. Originally everyone lived together, but with Young Master Tanjelo's marriage preparations, and so that the two of you could get along well, a new mansion was built right next door. It may be somewhat smaller than the main house, but since it also serves for bride lessons, until then it will be myself, Young Master Tanjelo, and you, Hero — the three of us living here."

"A newlywed house, I guess… Mom and Dad got way too enthusiastic…… Especially Dad going, 'You're about the age to learn about women!' and then launching into crude talk about how to handle a good woman once you've caught one, while Mom just sat there laughing…… Kngh~!"

"Huhu~! So they're a close couple?"

"It's not something you can just laugh off, okay? He was going on about how if a woman does this, you train her like that — talking like he was breaking in a wild horse, not a person… Some of the things he said were so rough even I was shocked, and that's a problem too……"

How to break in a wild horse, huh…

Just from the way he talked, you could tell how he treated his wife.

……She felt a little sorry for Tanjelo, but she might end up having a rather frosty relationship with her father-in-law.

"Young Master Tanjelo takes strongly after his mother. For my part, I believe the Lord gave sound advice."

"Even ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠you, Miss Noa…"

"To speak seriously — at present, Hero, you are the most powerful woman among those with the king's ear. The hero who slew the Demon King… With that title alone, the Tripoli family is in danger. We already get talk that we have nothing but wide land and waste money on foolish things — all the more so. …If we're not careful, the family could be swallowed whole, no?"

"The Hero isn't that kind of woman~!"

"…I don't have any intention of that either."

"It is how those around you will see it. If Young Master Tanjelo does not display an attitude of holding the upper hand, those who covet this land will simply fawn over you, Hero. The next lord of Tripoli is Young Master Tanjelo — yet if everyone is currying favor with the Hero, that alone is galling…… In that sense, the Lord's instruction to take the Hero's reins is entirely correct. Or am I wrong?"

"………………Ugh."

When Tanjelo fell silent, Noa's black gaze turned to the Hero.

"It's true. I have no such intention. I'm not that clever, and I'm marrying him because I like Tanjelo…"

"Then you will have to prove it. By the next court banquet, become a proper woman, stand decorated at Young Master Tanjelo's side, and show these fools who the head of the Tripoli family is. If you can do that, both I and the Lord will be able to welcome you into the family with peace of mind."

"…Can I do it?"

"That is what the bride lessons are for. On that point, please rest assured. The current Lady of Tripoli is also a 'result' that passed through my hands. As for the method of making a wife for one man… Yes, I know it rather well… Huhuhu……"

For just a moment, Noa smiled with a cold edge.

The Hero held her breath.

"U-Um, Miss Noa? I can't really picture it right now, so… what kind of education is it specifically?"

"I see… Shall we call it the work of pulling a lion's fangs and turning it into a sheep? After all, it is the thorough process of changing you so that you never bare your teeth at your husband. In your case, Hero, we should compare you to a dragon — but without fangs or claws, you would become ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠somewhat safer, wouldn't you?"

"Is it that severe… I wasn't hoping for anything that extreme…"

"This is not for Young Master Tanjelo to decide. Because the instruction period is short, a certain harshness is inevitable. So please make your decision here. If you feel that marrying Young Master Tanjelo is not worth being oppressed for, you may simply turn around. The Lord will not be angry about it. If this matchmaking fails, we will simply bring a more obedient woman and marry her to Young Master Tanjelo, and that will be the end of it."

"……Another woman?"

Honestly, she hadn't known Tanjelo for long. She had decided on marriage casually, and what she liked about him was his personality. So she hadn't known whether her feelings were real or fake — but with that just now, she knew. Apparently the sight of him running out beyond the wall, laughing with joy, had been the decisive blow.

"That… sounds worse than I expected……"

She discovered that the thought of Tanjelo marrying another woman made her mood plummet.

"…Is that so? If you do not turn back now, you will surely suffer, you know?"

"I just realized… I like Tanjelo more than I thought. With my personality, once I've taken a liking to a man, finding someone else is going to be hard. Once I latch onto something, I don't let go — you know? That one trait is how I beat the Demon King, so I'd like you to understand."

"Is that so… Young Master Tanjelo is truly a blessed man. To think he would receive a Demon King-class proposal."

"………Huh."

Tanjelo, who had been standing blankly right beside them, turned bright red. The Hero, on the other hand, held her head high even though she had essentially just made a proposal. Noa looked at her again with that cold little smile, then took one of her hands and led her.

"Young Master Tanjelo. From today, I, Noa, shall train the one who is to become your wife. However, there is something that must be done before the education begins, so please go to the main house for a while, finish breakfast tomorrow morning, and then come find us again."

"Tomorrow?! B-But she just got here — she should greet Father, and talk with me, and we can take it slow tomorrow~?!"

"No, that will not be necessary. I already finished discussing it with him last time."

"Why am I the only one who didn't know?!"

"Because Young Master Tanjelo is terribly spoiled, and if you heard the contents you would clearly grumble. This was the plan from the beginning. The Hero will meet the Lord only when she has become a woman worthy of the Tripoli family — or when she has become a woman useful enough for the family to take in."

"'Useful woman' is a bit… She's going to be my wife, so please be a little kinder. That way of talking is hard for me to hear…"

"…It is a figure of speech."

"I can leave it to you, right? I don't ask for much, so if the Hero hates it, you can stop."

"I'm fine. It's settled, so you go on ahead. From the look of it this is something necessary, so we'll talk it through seriously between ourselves and come back."

"………I see. A-Alright! Get along with Miss Noa!"

This was a first for him, so he ran off awkwardly. The thought that the Hero wanted to become his wife enough to undergo training was an honor beyond his station; his joy was so great his self-esteem was practically overflowing — you could see it at a glance. The two of them watched Tanjelo go into the main house, then headed for the mansion. The moment the Hero and Noa stepped inside, they stopped at the entrance and looked at each other.

"Well then, Hero. If it is not too forward, would you lower your waist for a moment?"

"…Like this?"

"Yes. Just like that. Then, excuse me. —Hup!!"

The moment she lowered her waist, the polite demeanor from a second ago vanished, and Noa's palm came swinging up.

SLAAAAAP!!!!!

"Aughh~?! Khuh~!"

The Hero's cheek took the full swing of Noa's brown palm and snapped hard to the side. Violence the instant Tanjelo left and they were out of sight — what kind of outrage was this? But Noa had no intention of making excuses; she still wore that cold little smile.

"My… As expected of the Hero. I'm the one who hit you, yet my palm stings as if I struck iron."

"…What is this?"

"Because we are now entering the education. I slapped your cheek just now because you were rude, Hero. Ordering your husband to go on ahead is forbidden. If you had treated Young Master Tanjelo that way in front of other nobles, it would have caused a great uproar. People would start spreading wild speculation about you — that this woman looks down on her husband."

"Ugh……"

"From now on, calling me Miss Noa is also forbidden. Please address me as Head Maid. And from today, when you answer me, you will unify all responses as 'Yes, understood.' Do you understand what I have said?"

"Yesh… Understood…"

"Honorifics themselves are awkward for you, I see. But you will grow used to them quickly. ──Making you grow used to them whether you like it or not is my job, after all♡"

Ugh… I've got a bad feeling about this.

With that, Noa walked ahead without a sound. Naturally the Hero followed, and the place they arrived at was a particularly small storeroom within the mansion.

Squeeeak~♡ Kreeeeak~♡

What is this smell… Smoke…?

An ambiguous amount of smoke — whether deliberately lit or just dust swirling — wormed into her nose. Wondering what business they could possibly have in a place like this, the Hero watched as Noa smiled faintly and held out something ominous.

"This… Don't tell me……"

"Yes. To become a proper wife, one starts with deportment. This is a chastity belt I prepared specially. I will not say where I obtained it, but I thought it would suit a wild Hero like you perfectly-♡"

"Hyaaaaah…?!"

Looking at what Noa handed her, the Hero recoiled in shock.

Somehow, this was no ordinary chastity belt.

The interior was dangerous.

Why does it go into the urethra on top of everything else…? A-And the ass hole too… Especially the clit part looks dangerous… I-If I put this on, resistance would be……!!

Forget initiative — even the most basic human needs would clearly be managed for her.

And given Noa's personality, she would be thorough…

Did I maybe make a mistake with my mouth… If bride lessons start at this level, maybe I should rethink the marriage…

Gulp.

"U-Um, this is a bit… It's still the first day, so something like this……"

The moment she regretted needlessly standing on her pride, Noa's words cut in like a blade.

"Surely you are not a coward who says she doesn't want it after coming this far? You made that splendid confession that your feelings for Young Master Tanjelo were the same as when you slew the Demon King — and now you would run away? Hmm… It's fine. If you say you quit, I will not stop you. I shall explain the circumstances to Young Master Tanjelo. That the woman who confessed so passionately turned out to be a coward who fled in fear the moment I tried to educate her… That she was not a woman suited to Young Master Tanjelo, so next time we should find someone better."

"Nnnnnngh~?!"

Even though she knew she shouldn't take the bait, the Hero could not throw away her pride.

"Well, I thought as much. Hero or not, still just a woman. So it was nothing but rumors after all. Hmph… Run away like the loser you are. Like the country bumpkin bitch you are."

"……Who are you calling a country bumpkin!!! Iiiiiit~! Something like this doesn't scare me one biiiiit!!! I can wear it! I'll do it, okay~?!"

"Country bumpkin" was the Hero's reverse scale.

Thanks to that, she blocked off her only escape route herself.

"………♡"

"Mguh~! Mnnnngh~! Aaaah~?! Aaaaaagh~!!"

With only women present, she used her teeth to vulgarly hike up her skirt hem, kicked off her prettily decorated panties, and put it on in one go. For a chastity belt it was thin and light, soft as silk — clearly some unknown technology no matter how you looked at it.

"Ngh, th-this, nngh, wh-what is thiiis~?!"

From the outside it looked like panties shaped like a rose made of silver thread, but two vibrators mounted inside slid straight into her pussy and asshole, and the urethral vibrator shoved in without mercy as well. Her clitoris was covered by a lid packed with stiff bristles inside the chastity belt, scraped raw until the hood was completely peeled back.

"Myaaauu~! Ah, aagh, nngh~! A-Ahpah!! Nnhuh…!! It huuuuurts!!!!"

—Click♡

The clitoris side was especially bad; she frantically tried to pull it off, but the chastity belt clung heavily. It reshaped itself to match the Hero's hip size so that now it would not come off at all. The vibrators in both holes pressed in even tighter, and the rough bristles pressing on her clit kept poking and prodding it, making it hard to keep her back straight.

"N-Nngh, why, why does a chastity belt, have something like thiiis~! Ngh, aha, aagh, don't tell me this isn't a chastity belt but a torture devi—?!"

"—No. Straighten your back. Do you intend to walk around with your head bowed even in front of others?"

"W-Wait… Just a little… Give me some room……"

"No. And your answer should be 'Yes, understood,' correct?"

Click-♡

Noa smiled coldly and pressed a button lying around in the storeroom.

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

"Ihiiiiiiit!? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!! Aaaaahaaaaaa!!!! Aaaaahaaagh!!!!! S-St-Stoooop!!! The thing on my cliiiiit!!! Why?! Why is it spinning?! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!! Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!! It huuuuurts!!! Ahpah! Ahpah! It huuuuuuuuuuurts!!!!!"

Just as expected, the electric toothbrush wrapped around her clitoris began to spin and wreck the Hero. With the hood peeled back and every sensitive part exposed, the stinging bristles didn't just scrape — they whirled round and round, and her slender body jerked upward, then staggered backward, thrashing in total chaos.

BZZZZZZZZZZZZ♡♡♡ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ♡♡♡♡

"Hgyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaait?! Igaaaaaaaagh!!! Kh, ohaaah!? Agaaaaaaaaaagh!!! Agrrrngh?! Ngit?! Wh-Whyyyyy!!! Nngh!!! Nguuuuuuuuuuuuugh!!!! It won't come ooooff?! Ngrrrgh?! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!!!!!"

BZZZZZZ♡ BZZZZZZ♡

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ-♡

"Hfugaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!! Ghyaiiiiuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!! G-Ge-Get iiiiiit ooooooff!!!!! Off my cliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!! Get ooooooooooooooooooooff!!!!!!"

SCRUBSCRUBSCRUBSCRUB!!! SCRUBSCRUBSCRUB!!!!

"Hit?!"

BZZZZZZZZZZ♡♡ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ♡♡♡

"Hugoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!!!!!!!!!!!"

She scraped at her crotch with the strength of Level 99, yet a mere chastity belt would not come off — already something was wrong. The Hero shed tears from the excessive pain, grinding her teeth as she spread her legs in a spectacle that was pure disgrace, but Noa did not stop.

"Straighten your back."

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ♡♡♡ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ♡♡♡♡

"Stoooooooooooooooop!!!! Stoooooooooop!!!! My clitoriiiiiiis!!!!!! It's tearing! It huuurts?! Ngrrrngh, gah, gaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!! Stoooooooooooooooop!!!!! It huuurts!!! Agrhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!"

"Straighten your back."

BZZZZ♡♡ BZZZZZZ♡ BZZZZ♡ BZZZZZZZZZZZZ♡♡

"Hgrrgagagh?! N-Ngh, ngigigigaga~! Gagagagrrrngh!!!! Nnnnnnnnnnaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngh!!!!!!! I said stooooooooop!!!! It huuuuurts!!! It hurts! My cliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!! I'm telling you it huuuuuuuuurts!!!!"

"Straighten your back."

BZZZZZZZZZ-♡ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ♡♡♡

"Knhyaaaaaaaaaagh!!! Knhyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!! Gugaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!!!!! My cliiiit!!! My cliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!!!! The flesh is all tearing ooooooooooooooooff!!!!!!!"

"Straighten. Your. Back."

"Ghogogogah, agh, gaaaaaagh!!! Agah, agah… Hnnnnnngh…… Ngrrk!!! Knhiib?! Ngrrk~! Knhuuuuuungh~! Knhoooooooooooongh~!!! Nngrrrrrrrrrrrngh!!!!"

Even an idiot would catch on after being told three times, then a fourth. The Hero drew a huge breath, braced herself against her clitoris being wrecked, snapped her heels together, and straightened her back in a line like a soldier at attention.

"Hu, hoha… Hoaagh!!! I-I straightened it! I straightened it! My back is straighhhht!!!! I said I straightened iiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!!!! Ughihgaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!"

"That isn't it, is it? What did I say you should answer with?"

BZZZZZZ♡ BZZZZZZZZZZ♡ BZZZZ♡

"Hohho… Hoooohk…!! Hbuk?! H-Hnh, rhuuub!!! N-Nheh… Nnnweh… Ngh, Yes understoodaaaaagh!!!! Head Maid! I straightened my baaaaack!!!! My baaaaack!!! Is straighhhhhhhhhhhhhht!!!!!!"

"Yes, well done. If you had done that from the start it would have been nice, but making me say it four times… Really…"

Click-♡

Bzeeeeeee……… bzee…… bzzt…

……It stopped.

When the bristles tormenting her clitoris halted, the Hero stood perfectly upright and lowered only her head, tears streaming down a resentful face. No one was restraining her, yet she herself refused to move — like a caged beast.

"H-Hngh… Hnnnn… Nnh?! Nngh……!! Nnnnnngh…!!"

"Frightened, I see. Afraid that if you move carelessly, I will press the button again. Yes… That's how it is. Beasts don't learn unless you give them pain. Huhu… That judgment is entirely correct. As a rule, a woman who follows her husband waits in a fixed posture — that is ironclad… From today, whether you go to the toilet, eat a meal, or take a rest, please obtain my permission. If I am not present, do not forget to obtain Young Master Tanjelo's permission."

"I-If I make a mistake… what… happens…?"

"—Tone."

"Ngh…!! If I make a mistake… what happens…? Head Maid…!!"

"I see. For now you are showing a good face, but there will come times when you reach your limit. But please do not worry."

She ran her fingers lightly over various objects arranged in this place and made a circuit of the storeroom.

The chastity belt here was not the only one.

There were types that attached to the nipples, devices that bound the arms, devices that forced the toes to stand on point, a massive hook to hang from the ass — posture-correction tools that looked just like torture implements, piled high.

"We may use them someday… Would you like to try them in advance…?"

"…………!! N… Nnngh…!!"

One second…

Two seconds…

Three seconds…

After a fleeting moment of hesitation, the Hero answered shrewdly.

"Yes, understood! Head Maid!"

"…Yes. That's it. Not answering 'no' here and carrying out what you're told — admirable. Once this becomes habit, you will develop the custom of unconditionally fawning on your husband, so please do not forget to keep it up."

"Yes! Understood! ………sniffle."

"Don't cry. I was harsh, wasn't I? But as long as you don't make mistakes like just now, there will be no need to press buttons like this. We will be seeing each other for a long time, so let us try to get along as amicably as possible."

"Yes… Understood…!!"

"Amicably."

"Yes… Yesh… Understood… Miss Noa……"

"……Are you truly going to call me that?"

"Hic… Nngh…?! Yes! Understood! Head Maid!"

"And your apology?"

"I'm sorry!"

"Just because I eased up a little, stop calling me by name right away."

"Kngh… Ngh…… Nnnngh……"

"Hfufuh~♡"

Whether teasing the Hero was fun, a smile bloomed wide across Noa's face. Like a child who had gotten a delightful new toy, she picked up the Hero's panties that had fallen to the floor with an innocent air and brought them to the Hero's mouth.

"What sloppy undergarments… Now then — hold them in your mouth."

"N… Yes… Understood……"

……munch munch.

"Follow me like that. There are many manners you must learn and memorize while Young Master Tanjelo is away. You will not be used to the chastity belt yet, so I will tolerate a certain number of mistakes — but these things at least, please memorize before Young Master Tanjelo arrives tomorrow."

"Mweh… Unduhstood… Head Maiid……"

In this situation… the Hero seemed to have decided she could not beat Noa; she followed with her own underwear clenched in her teeth. Even the hero who had felled the Demon King could not defeat this bizarre chastity belt, and tears of shame welled up. That still-unfamiliar humiliation was written all over her face — but since it had happened because of her own pride, she resolved to bear it herself, and in the end she began to learn the sexual etiquette meant for her husband.