Chapter 51: Taming Her Highness the Imperial Princess (1)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 51: Taming Her Highness the Imperial Princess (1)[R-18]
“Now you look halfway decent.”
As soon as I sat down in the lecture hall, Evelyn spoke with a smirk.
“What does?”
“Your face. It’s been looking awful ever since you visited Laplace-nim, but now it’s worth looking at.”
“Ah...”
I thought I had hidden it well enough, but Evelyn had clearly sensed something was off.
“Yeah, everything with the Disciplinary Committee has been settled now.”
“Hmm... So nothing really happened, then?”
“I told you. It was nothing, so don’t worry.”
“Then, you’re still coming out to play with me this Friday like you promised, right?”
Evelyn wagged her pinky finger at me, her lips curling into a playful grin.
“Of course. A promise is a promise. Oh, but I was so busy with the Disciplinary Committee that I didn't get a chance to think about the group project teams. How did that go?”
“How could I have formed a team while you were acting like that? I haven't made one yet. Well, we need three people anyway, so it’ll be you, me, and...”
Evelyn trailed off, glancing briefly toward Estelle.
“...If Estelle is okay with it, we can add her.”
“Is that okay?”
“Tch, that’s why you asked in the first place, isn’t it, you jerk?”
“....”
When I gave a silent shrug, a frowning Evelyn poked my cheek repeatedly.
“You’re so infuriating. Seriously annoying.”
As expected of a childhood friend of fifteen years, we understood each other without needing words.
“Then, I’ll go ask Estelle for a moment.”
“...Fine, whatever. Hmph!”
Back in our first year, when I asked Estelle to team up, her response had been a blunt ‘Get lost,’ but things would be different now.
Twitch— Twitch—
As I approached, Estelle’s ears twitched like a rabbit’s, though her eyes remained fixed on her book.
She probably didn't realize it, but it was a habit she had whenever she noticed I was nearby.
“Estelle.”
Slide—
When I called her name, Estelle looked up at me with an expression that screamed, ‘I was so focused on my book that I didn't notice you at all.’
“...What is it?”
“If you haven't formed a group for the project yet, do you want to join us?”
“......”
The moment she heard the proposal, Estelle’s slightly parted lips pressed shut.
“Ah, of course, you can say no if you don’t want to. I didn't mean to pressure you...”
“It’s not... that I don’t want to.”
“Then let’s do it together. We haven't found a third member yet.”
“.........Okay. I will.”
After a fairly long deliberation, Estelle nodded and answered in a small voice.
“Thanks. I’ll put your name on the list and submit it.”
“Yeah... Ah, Ian. Wait...”
“Hmm? Estelle?”
“...You’re coming to the library... again, right?”
“Of course. I’m a member of the Library Club, after all.”
“...Right. You are.”
Hearing my answer, Estelle let out a faint, satisfied smile.
“Ah... but I have plans with Evelyn this Friday, so I don’t think I can make it then...”
To be honest, since I had been skipping club activities for the past few days, I expected her to be upset that I was skipping again just to go out and play...
“It’s okay... Have a good time.”
Surprisingly, Estelle told me to go as if it really didn't matter.
“....Are you sure it’s okay?”
“Yes, it’s fine... And Ian, tell Evelyn thank you for me.”
“For what?”
“...Because Evelyn gave her permission.”
“Ha, what do you mean 'permission' between friends? We’re just being teammates. Oh, by the way, is there a specific macaron flavor you like...”
Rattle—!
Just then, the classroom door swung open violently, and an unexpected figure appeared.
It was Laplace Mapleflower.
“....?”
Click— Clack—
With everyone’s eyes fixed on her, Laplace walked straight toward me without hesitation.
‘What is it?’
What on earth was happening?
I thought I had broken her spirit sufficiently—was I wrong?
‘No, before that, in Laplace’s Spectators...’
While all sorts of assumptions swirled through my head, Laplace tapped my shoulder and spoke.
“Ian. You’ve worked hard. Thanks to your help, we were able to arrest those morals violators.”
“....”
Honestly, I had no idea what she was talking about, but I decided to play along for now.
“...Not at all. It was all thanks to the Head of the Disciplinary Committee’s competence.”
“You’re modest. It’s something I couldn't have done without you. That’s why... Ian.”
“...Yes.”
“The Disciplinary Committee has a special gift we’d like to give you. If you don’t mind, could you stop by the Disciplinary Committee office for a moment after school?”
No matter how I looked at it, Laplace’s proposal felt like a trap.
However, I couldn't exactly reject a proposal from the ‘Imperial Princess’ in front of so many witnesses.
“...Of course. I’ll head to the office as soon as the lecture is over.”
“Good. Then, I’ll see you at the office.”
Click— Clack—
Laplace left the classroom with the same bold strides she had entered with.
“Hey, I thought you said the Disciplinary Committee stuff was all settled? Is it... really settled?”
“...Ian.”
“Yeah, Laplace-nim said it herself. She has a gift. Don’t worry too much, both of you.”
I calmed down the worried Evelyn and Estelle while firmly clenching my fist.
Knock, knock—
“Yes~ Come in~”
After school, I opened the door to the Disciplinary Committee office to find three members waiting for me.
Checking their name badges, the demon with one eye covered in bandages was ‘Kuoli.’
The girl with a blue bob who clicked her tongue at the sight of me was ‘Anya.’
The elf wearing glasses seemed to be named ‘Gaur.’
“Hmm? Who is this man... I feel like I’ve seen him once before...”
“Kuoli, this is the candidate I mentioned earlier who is fit to be our Disciplinary Committee’s new ‘Special Inspector.’”
“Oho... The one I’ve heard so much about??”
“Gaur~ wonders if he is truly a man worthy of being a ‘Special Inspector’~?”
“Don’t worry. He is definitely a man who suits the role of ‘Special Inspector.’”
“Well, if the Head goes that far, I suppose there’s no problem~.”
“....?”
‘Special Inspector’? I had no idea what they were talking about.
“Head~? It seems this person doesn't know anything yet~?”
“Hmph... As I thought. How foolish.”
Of course I didn't know anything.
I only came because Laplace said she’d give me a gift.
“...This is the Disciplinary Committee office, right?”
“Haa? What? Head, are you sure you brought the right guy?”
“Anya, calm down. As expected of a ‘candidate,’ your intuition is sharp. In truth, this place is not a mere ‘Disciplinary Committee.’ The ‘Disciplinary Committee’ is just a front. Our true purpose is the extermination of ‘morals violators’! Our true name is the Smashers of Evil... ‘The Justice.’”
“No. Could you please explain properly....”
I couldn't understand a single thing they were saying.
Hearing the kind of speech that would get someone flamed even in the Gallery being used in real life made my brain refuse to process it.
“Stop it, Kuoli. I’m going to have a meeting with this man in the Department Head's Office now. The rest of you can head back once your patrol is over.”
“...My, my. A private meeting with the Head. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to last even ‘ten minutes.’ I suppose that proves he has the qualifications to be a ‘Special Inspector’?”
“Tch, how is a mere man supposed to protect public morals?”
“Gaur is~ leaving on time~.”
“....”
Now I was seriously starting to want to go home too.
Creak—
“Ian, come inside.”
Honestly, if Laplace had opened the door to the Department Head's Office even five seconds later, I might have actually left.
Click—
“...Hah, to think you’d follow me so obediently....”
The moment Laplace opened her mouth after locking the door.
—THWACK!!
My fist slammed accurately into the spot 3.8cm below Laplace’s navel.
“────Kh-heeeeeeek!!♥♥...Keh!...Huk-kegh!..Keh!...♥”
It ‘definitely’ wasn't because I put my emotions into that fist.
Just in case there’s any misunderstanding, let me say it again: I ‘really’ wasn't taking out my annoyance from the other committee members on Laplace.
I only delivered that belly punch ‘out of necessity’ to save the world.
———
Laplace's Conquest Strategy: !!! This is an Onahole (Laplace) whose conquest was finished before the strategy guide even came out!! From her looks to her personality, Ian-nim is the perfect ideal for this Onahole!! But be careful...!! A cheeky Onahole might defy you at any time if she thinks Ian-nim lacks the qualifications of a ‘Dominator’! So, if possible, once a day!! At least once every three days, carve the authority of the ‘Dominator’ into her body through violence and pleasure!!!
As you can see, Laplace’s conquest strategy itself told me to carve the authority of the ‘Dominator’ into her body through constant ‘violence’ and ‘pleasure,’ so I had no other choice.
Grip—!
I growled lowly as I grabbed the throat of the squirming Laplace on the floor.
“...Hey, what do you think you’re doing? Are you crazy?”
“Guh..!♥...Gueee-!! ♥ Keh... G-guuugh...♥...Guh... I... I was wrong!!... I was wro-ong..!!.. S-sorry..!!♥”
The sight of Laplace desperately begging for forgiveness was exactly like an Onahole whose conquest was already finished, just as the strategy guide said, but...
‘This isn't enough...’
I knew.
[Spectators]
Name: Laplace Mapleflower
Titles: Magical Girl of Justice■, Preachy Justice Freak, 2nd Imperial Princess, Femme Fatale
Fetishes: Destructive Desire LV MAX, Non-Con Pure Love LV MAX, Belly Punch LV MAX, Choking LV MAX, Blond Thug with a Huge Cock LV MAX, Irresponsible Creampie LV MAX, Humiliation LV MAX, Power Reversal LV MAX, Human Rights Waiver LV MAX, Mental Collapse LV MAX, Urination LV MAX, Clitoris Torture LV MAX, Breast Torture LV MAX, Climax Torture LV MAX, Body Graffiti LV MAX, Uterus Tattoo LV MAX, Threat LV MAX, Meat Onahole LV MAX, Shame LV MAX, Urophilia LV MAX, Vaginal Urination LV MAX, Sister Donburi LV MAX, Mother-Daughter Donburi LV MAX....
Mating Count: 1 time ▶ Click to see details!
Vaginal Mating: 1 time
Anal Mating: 0 times
Oral Mating: 0 times
Masturbation Count: 13,579 times > 13,583 times
Max Climaxes in 1 Day: 32 times
Last used fapping material: A delusion of being raped by Ian-nim in the Academy restroom with her panties stuffed in her mouth.
That Laplace’s conquest was only just ‘truly beginning.’