Chapter 5: I Bought Her, So I Spent her
Chapter 5: I Bought Her, So I Spent her
“Ooh....”
My Mana Insensitivity was definitely gone.
And with that, one of Carla’s uses had been fulfilled.
Now, all that remained was her knowledge of magic and... that body of hers, the one that had 'never been used.'
“Hehe....”
A chuckle escaped my lips involuntarily, but it was short-lived.
My attention was suddenly drawn to the newly acquired trait.
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Lintblum Mana Core (C)
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“Huh?”
The Lintblum Core was C-rank?
Mana Core traits are growth-type traits where the starting rank, growth speed, and growth limit are determined by the corresponding Mana Breathing Technique.
The better the breathing technique you learn, the higher the rank you start at, the faster you grow, and the higher the rank you can eventually reach.
In that sense, while the Lintblum Breathing Technique was decent, it shouldn't have been enough to hit C-rank the moment it was transmitted.
In the game, Carla drops a skill book as an item, so I had never actually had it transmitted to me... but I did remember that its maximum growth potential was A-rank.
If that were the case, it usually should have been judged as D-rank or E-rank upon transmission.
Curious, I opened the detailed description window.
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『Lintblum Mana Core (C)』
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“Ah.”
It looks like Carla really went through a lot of trouble for this.
When I glanced back, my eyes met Carla’s as she was wiping her sweat-drenched forehead.
She gave me a faint, satisfied smile.
...Why was this girl, who had been trembling in fear just a moment ago, acting so defenseless again?
It wasn't like she was baring her neck and asking to be devoured.
Regardless, she had gone beyond simply doing what she was told and had actively helped me, so I had to praise her properly.
I roughly stroked Carla’s platinum-blonde hair, much like one would a large dog.
“Good job. Thanks to you, the results were better than expected.”
“Hehe.”
She reacted bashfully, but beneath that, an unhideable sense of anticipation seeped through.
“Um... Master? Did I do well?”
“Of course.”
“Then... can I receive a reward?”
“A reward? Don't worry. I’m the type who always keeps his promises.”
The reward Carla was thinking of was likely being allowed to eat her fill of delicious food.
However, to me, those words sounded a bit different.
The most important business was finished, so wouldn't it be fine now?
The exhilaration that bloomed as I became aware of mana, the sense of superiority stemming from our master-slave relationship, and the sight of the sweat-soaked Carla all pushed me forward.
As if possessed, I grabbed Carla’s slender shoulders. And then—
Spin.
I pulled her toward me, spinning her half a turn.
“Huh?”
With a dumbfounded sound, Carla was pinned beneath me.
Seen from such a close distance, Carla’s hair was finer and more radiant than I had imagined.
It possessed a delicate beauty, as if real platinum had been melted and spun into threads.
But Carla’s true charm lay elsewhere.
“Master? Why...?”
Betrayal, despondency, fear, resentment, and more.
Her ruby-colored eyes, swirling with all sorts of emotions, were trembling uncontrollably.
I could guarantee that no jewel would ever be more beautiful than Carla’s eyes.
I caressed Carla’s cheek with my palm and her eye area with my thumb, my lips curling into a smirk.
“You’re asking why?”
I pressed my body close, my shirtless chest crushing against Carla’s breasts.
Squeeze.
I could clearly feel their softness even through her dress.
Savoring that sensation, I whispered lowly.
“I bought you, so I’m going to come.”
The words spilled out, driven by impulse.
But I had no regrets. This had been my intention from the very beginning.
When I had a woman like Carla at my beck and call, how could I possibly just hold hands and sleep?
Of course, to Carla, this must have sounded like a bolt from the blue.
Carla, who had begun to shiver violently, asked me back in a desperate tone.
“Master...? Didn't you say... there would be no Night Service...?”
“I never said that.”
“I worked so hard... You said you’d give me a reward....”
“Let’s eat something delicious tomorrow. If there’s anything you want to eat, just say the word.”
“T-This isn't a reward!”
“I’m the one who decides that, not you.”
Did she realize there was no way out?
Tears began to well up in Carla’s red eyes.
“Ugh... Whhyyyy....”
“Hey, why are you crying again?”
She was making me feel soft.
If she acted like this, I had no choice but to use a command.
“[Stop.]”
“Hic.”
The effect was instantaneous.
Carla clamped her mouth shut, and the overflowing moisture quickly subsided.
I lightly wiped away the remaining tears with the back of my hand and lifted my upper body, which had been covering Carla.
As a bonus, I pulled Carla back up to her feet as well.
Sway.
I caught a glimpse of her breasts swaying as she stood up abruptly, and I stared down at her.
My transformation had worn off, but I was still slightly taller than Carla, making this possible.
The problem was that she was hanging her head so low that I could only see the crown of her head.
I reached out and tilted Carla’s chin up.
“Ngh.”
Though she flinched at the touch, Carla obediently lifted her head according to my lead.
In her eyes, where various emotions had been swirling, only one remained: a dull, sinking fear.
“Carla.”
“Hieek!”
She trembled just from me calling her name.
“You realize that what you did was a form of rebellion, right?”
“Yes....”
“And you know what happens to a slave who rebels against their master.”
“I-I’m sorr—mph!”
I raised my thumb and blocked Carla’s lips as she reflexively tried to plead.
I felt a soft, moist sensation against my finger.
Finding the tactile sensation strangely addictive, I toyed with Carla’s lips as I continued.
“Carla. There’s no need to apologize yet. I’m a very understanding master.”
“Mmph?”
“You just became my slave, didn't you? And you said it’s your first time. Naturally, you’d be nervous and scared. Yes. I can understand that. Of course, of course.”
For some reason, Carla’s trembling grew even worse, but I continued regardless.
“So, I’ll let it slide this one time.”
“.......”
“Instead, take it off yourself.”
“.......!”
Her gaze shook aimlessly from side to side as if an earthquake had struck.
I slowly removed my finger from her lips and asked again.
“I don't need to use a command this time, do I?”
“...No.”
Carla nodded with a look of grim determination.
Smiling with satisfaction at the sight, I sat back down on the bed.
To make her willing to do it herself without any forceful means...
Wasn't I truly a top 1% master?
As I waited, praising myself inwardly, Carla lightly bit her lip and reached behind her back. And then—
Slide.
The dress fell away in an instant.
I wondered why the swaying of her breasts had seemed so natural earlier; it turned out she hadn't been wearing any underwear.
As the small scrap of cloth—hardly worthy of being called clothing—disappeared, Carla’s naked body was immediately revealed.
“Ngh....”
She reflexively tried to cover herself, but soon realizing her situation, she slowly lowered her arms.
Thanks to that, I could leisurely admire her naked form.
Her skin was so white it looked like powder would come off if touched, and her platinum-blonde hair flowed over it.
She couldn't help her shame, as her face and neck were flushed red... but that, too, was an element that doubled Carla’s charm.
However, I couldn't just look at her face forever.
With the mindset of saving the best for last, I turned my gaze toward the lower half I had been intentionally avoiding.
“Ah, ugh... You can see everything....”
Carla muttered unconsciously.
It was exactly as she said.
First to catch my eye were her breasts, each as large as a head, and the pale pink nipples at their tips; then her slender waist, and her lower belly, which was overall smooth but protruded slightly because of her womb.
And the tightly closed pussy situated beneath her light platinum pubic hair.
Everything about Carla was laid out before my eyes.
Parts of her she must have kept hidden away, never showing them to anyone until now. But now, they were nothing more than things I could do with as I pleased.
After staring intently for a long time, as if not wanting to miss a single blemish, I stood up again.
I had sat down to admire her, but now, that was no longer enough to satisfy me.
Squish.
“Haaah.”
Carla’s breasts were much larger and softer than they looked.
Knead, squeeze.
Even with my palms spread wide, the mounds of flesh were hard to contain, distorting this way and that according to my movements.
How many times did I indulge in the sensation of the flesh overflowing between my fingers?
Before long, something that had risen firmly began to prick the center of my palm.
“Oh.”
When I pulled my hands away from the large breasts I had been ravaging at will, Carla’s erect nipples finally revealed themselves.
Compared to the size of her breasts, her nipples weren't that large.
But perhaps her sensitivity was proportional to their size, as Carla’s nipples were now pitifully stiff.
When I lightly pressed one with my index finger—
“Ah-ut.”
An immediate reaction followed.
So this was her weak point.
Like a beast with its prey, I flicked her nipple with my index finger, gripped and pulled it like a pair of pincers, and sometimes gently tickled along the areola.
I began to play with Carla’s breasts obsessively.
And before long.
“Hya-ang...!”
Carla let out a voice that contained clear pleasure, unlike anything before.
When I glanced up, I saw Carla making an expression I had never seen until now.
Her eyes were tightly shut with a few tears clinging to them, and her lips were pulled halfway inward, held firmly shut.
On top of that, she was trembling as violently as someone dropped naked in the arctic, which was almost pitiable.
But when I remained still for a moment, she must have been curious as to why.
Carla subtly opened one eye.
“......Heek!”
And our eyes met instantly.
As if she had never peeked, she squeezed her eyes shut again.
Look at this, will you?
Click, clack.
Thinking it was about time, I lowered my pants along with my underwear.
Then, I thrust my lower half, which had been throbbing on its own for a while now, toward Carla and spoke.
“Carla.”
“...Yes!”
“Open your eyes.”
“Yes....”