Chapter 100
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 100
Chapter Title: Flat-Chested Princess Quota
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How much time had passed?
After the eternal feast of pleasure came to an end, I lined up my women in a neat row within the pristine white expanse of the heavenly realm.
Not a speck of dust marred their perfect nudity. Voluptuous breasts each boasting their own unique allure, slender waists, and secretive gardens laid bare.
Like a general reviewing his troops, I strolled slowly before them.
The first was Soso.
As always, she gazed up at me with that beaming, innocent smile. Beneath it lay the grandest, most bountiful pair in the lineup—breasts so mesmerizing that just looking at them tricked the mind into feeling invigorated.
I reached out and fully grasped one heavy treasure. The soft, weighty flesh swelled in my palm, threatening to burst. With my thumb, I gently teased the small nipple at its center.
"Uu... Senior Brother... Soso loves it..."
Soso writhed pleasurably, a sweet moan escaping her lips. Her flushed cheeks and half-lidded eyes fixed entirely on me.
"That's right. Our Soso's such a good girl."
I kneaded her other breast as well, showering her with praise.
"Yesss..."
Like a contented cat, Soso yielded completely to my touch.
Satisfied, I withdrew my hands from her breasts and moved on. Next was my master, Im Hyehyang.
Her breasts were the second largest after Soso's. She strained to hold a rigid posture, but the faint tremors in her body and the tension in her toes betrayed her nerves. I seized her breasts boldly, as if to show off.
"U... Ut..."
A sharp gasp burst from Master's lips. Her nipples, already stiff and swollen, prodded my palm distinctly.
"How does a master who gets her nipples hard from her disciple's touch avoid excommunication?"
"N-No... G-Gasp... Ut."
Before I knew it, Master had switched to formal speech with me. Her flustered panic and embarrassment were utterly adorable.
I pinched one rigid nipple between my fingers and gave it a slight twist.
"Hwik!"
Master cried out briefly and crumpled to the floor right there. Her legs had given way.
Leaving my collapsed Master behind, I approached the third pair. The rabbit girl with her white bunny ears perked straight up stared at me with a blank expression.
I pinched her nipple between my fingers and rubbed and shook it. But the rabbit didn't so much as twitch. No flicker of expression, not even a hitch in her breathing.
"Sensitivity 500x."
My low command had barely fallen when...
"Hueueueueuk!"
A scream like tearing flesh erupted from the rabbit's mouth. Her back arched high like a drawn bow before she collapsed. Her pale body shuddered in violent spasms, and a clear gush of tide squirted from her pussy—jjorruk! jjorruk!
Next was Jegalseo.
Her eerie green eyes darted anxiously between my hand and her own breasts. She seemed to be subtly anticipating my touch.
Such insolence.
I slid my hand downward instead, toward her pussy. My fingers gently parted the slick folds and stroked upward. Her body jolted at the graze against her clit.
"Hueueuk—!"
Jegalseo sank to her knees as if her legs had melted, looking up at me. Her eyes swirled with resentment and confusion.
"W-Why me..."
"Next."
I gave a curt reply and moved on. The most recent addition, Cheonha Young.
She fidgeted helplessly, stealing glances at the other women already sprawled on the ground. Newbies always deserve extra attention.
I approached her and pressed my lips softly to hers. At the same time, I reached out and flicked one nipple with my finger—tick, tick, tick, tick.
Cheonha Young's tongue tentatively slipped into my mouth, entwining with mine. Her eyes were squeezed shut. Waves of emotion flowed toward me: a mix of shame and faint superiority at being the only one kissed.
I slowly pulled away from her lips.
"Puhaa..."
A silvery thread of saliva stretched between her gasping lips and mine. Her eyes flew wide in surprise before she hastily averted her gaze, trying to regain composure.
Finally, the last one. The woman with the smallest breasts in the lineup, Haeun.
Her lips jutted out in a pout. She glared at me with open dissatisfaction.
"I'm last again."
"But Haeun's got the tiniest tits."
At my blunt truth-bomb, Haeun huffed 'Hmph!' and whipped her head away.
"Sensitivity 2x."
I murmured low and lightly tapped her stiff nipple—tok.
In that instant.
"Huaaaang!"
Haeun screamed and toppled over. Like she'd been electrocuted, her whole body convulsed wildly as she twisted her hips. A fierce jet of clear fluid squirted from between her legs—jjorruk! jjorruk!
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I gazed down contentedly at the women collapsed at my feet, each moaning in their own way. But one among them—Haeun alone—glared up at me with puffed cheeks.
Being dead last and teased about her smallest breasts clearly irked her.
Can't have any lingering dissatisfaction. Of course not.
The solution was simple: find a woman with even smaller tits than Haeun's.
I closed my eyes, focused my mind, and shot a thread of intent into the void. Toward her, somewhere in a distant dimension.
—What are you up to?
A clear, bell-like voice soon echoed in my head.
—Dispensing heavenly punishment.
Must be in the middle of another massacre in some other world.
A story from Teacher came to mind. Something about periodically culling fools who try to ascend without knowing their place. She'd spare them up to half-immortal level, like Dokgo or Byeok Cheonwi after crossing that wall once, but anything beyond that? Smite without mercy. Otherwise, they kept crawling up to the heavenly realm, and it got annoying.
She'd even said auto-hunt was an option, yet here she was slaying them personally. Her personality was a touch twisted. Then again, that was part of her charm.
I sent another thread of intent.
—Know any pretty girls with flat chests? Tiny tits, even.
—...Making another woman?
Teacher's voice carried a faint edge of killing intent, though it was probably aimed at her current punishment targets.
—Well, yeah.
—...Shower me with lots of love when I get back.
—Naturally.
Teacher fell silent for a moment, then let out a deep sigh before sharing the info.
—Haa... Head to the imperial palace, then.
—Imperial palace?
—Meet the princess.
Ah, got it. The princess must have the tiny tits.
I took a single step right there.
My vision warped, and the scenery shifted in an instant. The endless white void vanished, replaced by the opulent interior of a grand palace. Bustling maids and servants hurried about. I'd arrived deep within the imperial palace.
I scanned my surroundings and issued a quiet command.
'Recognize me as the emperor.'
My will rippled outward as an invisible wave, twisting the perceptions of everyone in the palace.
I flagged down a passing maid.
"Where's the princess's chamber?"
With a stern tone. She bowed deeply and courteously asked,
"Which princess, Your Majesty?"
"Flat-Chested Princess."
"Yes, Your Majesty. I'll escort you."
I followed the maid through winding corridors and past numerous doors. At last, she halted before an imposing entrance. She opened it, and a faint fragrance mingled with the scent of books wafted out.
A single girl sat at a desk inside, utterly absorbed in a tome.
The maid withdrew silently, and the door shut.
The girl sensed the presence and looked up. Spotting me, she jolted in shock and leaped to her feet.
"F-Father?"
Ah. Right, time to lift the suggestion.
I casually withdrew the influence. Her eyes' awe instantly morphed into bewilderment and wariness.
"Huh? ...Who the hell are you?!"
The princess shouted.
I gave her body a once-over. Flat chest. Perfect.
"Oh. Tiny tits."
The princess's face flushed crimson.
"G-Guards outside! There's a weirdo intruder here!"
She bellowed toward the door at the top of her lungs, but I just shrugged.
"No one's hearing a thing out there."
I'd already sealed this space completely from the outside. No one but Teacher could breach it.
I sauntered leisurely toward the flat-chested princess. With each step I took, she retreated in terror.
"Uu... What are you?! Why are you coming closer?!"
Her back finally hit the wall. I plopped down right beside her. The unfamiliar scent of an intruding man made her body go rigid.
I stared straight at her and asked,
"You got a man?"
"N-No...!"
Her voice quivered at the end from sheer fright.
"How old?"
"J-Just past twenty...!"
"No need to be scared."
I spoke softly and glanced around. The desk she'd been at held a thick book crammed with arcane script. Looks like she was studying.
"Studying? This fun?"
I pointed at the book. The princess hesitated. She shot me wary glances, then muttered in a tiny voice, as if giving up.
"...Uu... It's not fun... Father made me..."
Her pout was downright cute.
I chuckled and leaned in close. Whispering in her ear like it was our little secret,
"Want me to show you something fun?"
The princess's body twitched. She stayed silent. Her eyes shook fiercely, torn between fear and curiosity. After long moments of glancing between me and the book, she finally nodded—as if steeling herself with a small resolve.