Chapter 12
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 11
Chapter Title: Don't Ignore Me
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"Isiyul, sweetie. Your big sis is about to head out, so at least look at me."
The morning light filtered in. I sluggishly dragged myself out of bed and shook our adorable little Isiyul awake by hand.
Isiyul wore an expression of utter indignation. Well, can you blame him? The noble from that empire had been subjected to forced oral all night long.
"I... I'm up."
"Good?"
I never imagined that Madness Isiwoos could be such a cute guy.
Red eyes, white hair. And that tiny little frame...
His distinctive waddling gait stirred up maternal instincts and a fierce urge to protect in anyone who saw it.
'But am I weird? The moment I laid eyes on him, all I could think was how badly I wanted to devour him.'
There's no doubt he'll grow up into an absolute stunner. But tormenting him like that—practically raping him—when he still looks like such a small, cute boy? Even I can't quite wrap my head around it.
Maybe it's just that the sight of him made me want to bully him senseless? Sure, his build screams for protection, but my sadistic side swelled up just as much.
'Even after all this, Isiyul won't betray me.'
No matter how much I hit or torment him, sweet Isiyul never betrays me.
He never calls my face creepy, or says I'm an idiot, or rants that I'm a bitch who devoured her own mother.
Our bond started with money, but it'll deepen someday.
In fact, I see it as a kind of lover's relationship. Honestly, it feels like he likes me too.
"Isiyul. You mad?"
"I'm... not mad."
Isiwoos bit his lower lip and glared at me with wide eyes.
He fiddled with the corner of his mouth, still unable to believe his own lips had been violated like that.
'It felt amazing, didn't it?'
The thrill of utter depravity was overwhelming. The Isiwoos who'd tormented me so badly as a kid was now pinned beneath me, helpless to do a thing.
'But why is Isiwoos so broke? With his skills, he could live comfortably.'
I just couldn't fathom how someone like him could be so destitute he'd sell his body. With Isiwoos's physique, he could easily scrape by with day labor.
Of course, he couldn't use maki since his location would be tracked.
Either way, Isiwoos—the one who hated Magical Girls so much—was destined to get eaten up by one soon.
'Gotta make a baby with our cute little Isiyul.'
I wonder what his reaction would be if he found out the Magical Girl he despised was carrying his child?
Suddenly, I was curious. Would he despair and deny reality? Or meekly raise the kid?
'But seriously, why doesn't our Isiwoos even try to escape me? He knows I'm a Magical Girl, and still...'
A ton of theories swirled in my head for this mystery. But whatever—maybe Isiyul likes me too?
"Isiyul. You enjoyed last night, right?"
I meant it. No way he'd endure forced oral all night if he didn't.
"Enjoyed...? No. It was awful. Made me feel sick."
Fuming with rage, Isiwoos scowled at me.
Eh? That's not quite what I expected.
"What kind of guy gets off on having a woman's crotch shoved in his face till he can't breathe?"
"Huh?"
"You're so selfish."
For some reason, Isiyul's vibe had shifted.
This isn't right at all!
I've pushed enough, now it's time to pull back.
I scowled at her like I was pissed, and Green looked totally flustered.
'She probably thinks I'm totally hooked on her.'
Just look at those eyes. Pathetic, delusional fool.
Of course, I get why she'd think that to some extent. I'd spent all night diligently eating her out until my lips were raw, without a single complaint.
'That's why I need to go hard now. Otherwise, I'll get branded as an easy mark.'
If I get labeled easy, she'd have my whole life in hock. I refuse to be ensnared by a creep like this... The thought alone is horrifying!
"You're a selfish woman. Keeping someone up all night tormenting them just for your pleasure."
"Y-you liked it too!"
"Sigh... Like I said. What guy enjoys eating pussy? It's not like my mouth's an erogenous zone."
Even for me, servicing this woman's pussy all night was a massive hit to my pride.
That's why I could scold her with such raw sincerity.
"I've never met a woman like you. Assuming everyone else must love it just because you do... What kind of person thinks like that?"
"I-I didn't mean just for me..."
Green was the most self-centered person I'd ever encountered.
Did she not realize it? Or was she just shocked I'd dare say it out loud?
"It wasn't just for me... Anyway, you enjoyed it too!"
Whatever the case, Green was clearly a woman with a severely warped personality.
'Is that why she suddenly wanted to buy my body?'
I had no idea why her personality was so twisted. With a Magical Girl's status and wealth, you'd think even a shitty temperament would get smoothed out.
"Fine, if you're gonna play it like that. No apology, huh? I'm reporting you."
"R-report? No, you can't!"
At the word "report," Green flinched and waved her hands frantically.
Honestly, I wasn't sure if public authority even worked on a Magical Girl who treats the law like dirt under her feet. But her reaction suggested it had some bite.
Probably more afraid of other Magical Girls finding out than any legal punishment.
"You didn't say a word last night! Why bring it up now?"
"Because you kept raping my mouth so I couldn't even express myself."
"I-I thought you liked it..."
What nonsense. I'd been tapping out nonstop to signal I wanted to stop.
But she ignored it and used my mouth like her personal dildo. That's on Green.
"You're either a vicious narcissist or a psychopath."
My head spun from lying down too long. My body swayed naturally, matching my angry facade perfectly.
"I get you buying me with money. I've still got tens of millions in debt."
This world's Isiwoos was ridiculously aristocratic.
So noble that, despite not having much wealth, he'd take out loans to buy luxury goods.
Result? Tens of millions in debt and whatever assets he had, gone.
Thanks to that, the moment I arrived in this world, I survived two months on instant ramen.
"But that doesn't mean I'm selling my entire life to you. Don't get it twisted."
"..."
"I'm leaving. I won't report you... but let's stay away from each other for a while."
"Wait, I'm not done talking. Isiyul."
"I'm done. You pedo bitch."
"What?"
Oof, hit a nerve? But it's the truth.
Her furious face was a sight to behold.
'She screws up and then gets mad herself? Shameless.'
As expected, pure selfishness. Of course, growing up killing people during formative years wouldn't leave her personality intact.
I'd anticipated this. These bitches suffer from severe war trauma, so their personalities are bound to be flawed.
"You—you can't betray me. Got it?"
"You betrayed me first. You crossed a line you shouldn't have. I'm out."
This was just to buy some breathing room.
I had to "work" hard for the next three days.
Seducing a Magical Girl was important, but far more crucial was His Majesty's revival.
'Perfect. There's a human nearby with potent emotions ripe for turning into a Hetairoi.'
She hasn't transformed yet, so pinpointing her is tricky. But this level of rage should make her easy to...
Rage?
"Don't go."
"Sigh... Now you're ordering me around?"
"I said don't GOOOOO!"
Green bellowed, fists clenched tight.
A Magical Girl's shout, backed by overwhelming physical prowess, hit like infrasound. My body froze for a split second.
"How dare you... How dare you try to run from me too? You can't leave... You can't!"
"Too?"
"You're mine. MINE! Don't you dare run away. Don't try to escape me."
The foolish Green from moments ago was gone.
All that remained was a woman seething with rage. Her disheveled hair floated wildly, charged with mana. Crushing pressure bore down on me.
If I were a civilian, this crackling mana would've torn me apart.
'She's openly seeing me as Isiwoos now.'
But no transformation means she won't fight... probably.
Still, no letting my guard down. I readied for transformation, prepared to counter if needed, and stared her down.
Her eyes brimmed with condensed fury.
It soon twisted into a sticky, terrifying obsession.
The nastiest of negative emotions. Too viscous, riddled with impurities.
'This is bad.'
She's gonna blow if this keeps up.
Did I overdo the push-pull? No, if she can't handle this, how's she gonna manage later...?
"You said eating my pussy felt bad? Fine, I'll eat yours."
"...Pardon?"
"Strip. Before I make you."
Totally unexpected turn.