Chapter 72: Estelle is Smiling (1)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 72: Estelle is Smiling (1)[R-18]
Mwah!
Yuris, dressed in her Saintess robes, pressed her lips against the tip of my cock.
Flash!
At that moment, 'Purification' activated, leaving my dick feeling fresh and clean.
"Haaah... What a waste... This bitch wanted to clean Master’s cock with her mouth-pussy..."
"We already did it plenty. Besides, if you keep sucking, I’ll just get hard again, and we can't have that."
"Hehe...! Then you can just cum inside this bitch again, right?"
"Ha, you little bitch. Even after all that, you’re still not satisfied?"
"...Mmm. It’s not that I’m not satisfied... but isn't it better to do it if we can?"
It’s better to do it if we can.
She wasn't wrong.
However, looking out the window, the sun hadn't just set; it was getting properly dark.
"Later... It’s late today, so let’s stop here. More importantly, my bitch..."
"Yes! Master."
Seeing Yuris’s beaming smile made it difficult to bring up.
Stroke, stroke.
"Haaah..."
I stroked Yuris’s head and slowly opened my mouth.
"The thing is... Master wants to try doing it with another woman... as in, a threesome including you..."
I wasn't sure yet whether I’d do it with Laplace or Evelyn.
Initially, I naturally thought of Laplace, but the more I thought about it, the more I felt that a 3P with Evelyn was the right move.
To be honest, sex with Laplace was a bit difficult to show others, and this would be the most certain way to make Evelyn give up on her 'Childhood Friend Pure Love Route.'
Knowing Evelyn’s feelings, it pained my heart, but I had no choice.
If I don't create a 'Harem,' the world will be destroyed.
"...."
At that, Yuris fell silent and toyed with her lips.
Even for Yuris, whose heart was as vast as her Divine Power Vessel, was a 3P something she couldn't easily permit?
After agonizing for a moment, Yuris lowered her head deeply and spoke.
"...Haa... I’m sorry... Master... I think it will be difficult."
I had expected as much, and it wasn't like I couldn't understand.
The woman before me held the formidable title of 'Saintess Candidate.'
It might be fine with me, her 'Fated Partner' and 'Master,' but showing her nature as a bitch to someone else wouldn't be easy.
"Right? ...Well, I’m not saying we have to do it right now, just slowly when the chance arises—"
"...Even if I manage to drug Ink and put her to sleep... I’d have to move her to the Old School Building at the very least... I don't think I can move a sleeping Ink by myself... Ah! How about I invite Ink to my room and drug her there, and then Master comes over?"
"...?"
Had my ears failed me?
Or was it my brain?
I couldn't understand a word of what Yuris was saying.
"...What are you talking about, you little bitch?"
"Yes...? Since Master said he wanted to do it with three people, I was thinking about who would be good... Ugh... It’s embarrassing, but this bitch only has Ink as a friend.... B-but... if it’s Ink... it’ll be okay! She’s kind and pretty enough for Master to like her!"
"...."
Shudder!
A chill ran down my spine.
I had only brought up the idea of a 3P, and Yuris was already planning to sell out her only friend.
'...As expected... of Yuris.'
A being who has transcended the level of a Lewd Genius and reached the realm of a Lust Monster.
She was calmly doing things that an ordinary person like me couldn't even imagine.
"No... there’s no need for that. I’ll bring the girl."
"I-is that so? Haaah... How embarrassing... This bitch misunderstood... Since Master said he 'wanted' to do it instead of giving a 'Command,' I thought he wanted me to prepare it..."
"...."
"Ah! If Master wants a 3P, this bitch obviously doesn't mind!! If you command it, I’ll do it immediately!!"
"...So you don't really hate the idea?"
"Yes! If Master wants it, this bitch loves anything!"
I didn't know whether to be happy or sad about this.
It was contradictory, but I felt relieved that she wasn't jealous, while simultaneously wishing she would be a little jealous.
"...Don't you get jealous if Master has sex with other women?"
"Jealousy? ...Mmm. Master, would you throw this bitch away if you got another woman?"
"No way..."
Yuris was already my woman.
And I would never abandon my women, even if the sky split in two.
"Hehe! Right? Then there’s no problem! This bitch respects and loves the Goddess Ellis, but I don't get jealous just because Goddess Ellis loves people other than me, right? If anything, it’s a good thing! Ah... O-of course... this bitch... only loves... Master... Master is... my Master... and my... Fated Partner..."
"...."
Was the 'Obsession' Goddess Ellis mentioned manifesting in this direction?
'Since you'll be swept away by the person with the greatest Fate Energy... you might become a little obsessed with Ian!'
Looking at it now, it seemed Yuris’s love for me had shifted from the realm of 'Man and Woman' to something closer to 'Worship.'
"So, as long as this bitch is cherished by Master until the end, nothing else matters!!"
"Don't worry. Master will cherish you until the day he dies. ...But let’s stop with the 'telling Master to rape your friend' thing."
"Huh?! R-rape? No! Master...! Rape is b-bad!!"
Yuris seemed shocked by my words, her already large eyes widening even further.
"...My bitch? Weren't you telling Master to rape your friend Ink?"
"N-no!!! ...This bitch... isn't... that... bad of a girl... I... I just thought... if I showed Ink... Master and me having sex... Ink would naturally want to do it too... M-Master! D-don't tell me... you were planning to... rape Ink?!!"
If you secretly drug a friend, bring her to a room, and show her you having sex, the friend will want to have sex too.
...Amazingly, it seemed that was how the world worked inside Yuris’s head.
Stroke, stroke.
"No, I was just asking. Master doesn't do things like rape."
"Haaah... Thank goodness.... P-please only rape this bitch... Master..."
I decided to just let it go, fearing that trying to understand Yuris’s thought process would lead to disaster.
For a while, a busy but peaceful life repeated itself.
Every three days, I’d give Laplace a belly punch to reinforce our master-servant relationship; I’d run away from Elfriede, who would pop out of nowhere whenever I was alone; I’d flirt with Yuris at the church every weekend; and I continued to spend time with Evelyn as both childhood friends and sex partners.
Just as I was getting used to this routine, the deadline for the group project presentation approached.
"Hey... Ian."
"...."
"Answer me when someone calls you, you prick."
"...Yes."
"You finished making the presentation materials, right?"
"......Not yet."
"Sigh... Hey, you said you’d definitely have it done by today, two days ago!!!"
"...I did say that."
It sounds like an excuse, but I really intended to do it last night.
But the moment I decided to check the Gallery one last time before focusing...
What was I supposed to do when a troll suddenly went on a rampage?!
[Author: Anonymous (74.803)]
[Starting now, I will change one image in a post I wrote as a guest over the past week.][5]
The hint is BRX... FRPSOHWH PH
If the Manager doesn't find that post and link it in the comments within 20 minutes... you’ll get to see the Gallery burn.
-[Delete] -[Block]
[Author: Anonymous (74.804)]
[Manager... it seems you still haven't understood the rules of the game. The Dark Emperor of the Gallery warns you.][0]
(An image of hundreds of VPNs and an indescribably disgusting gore image, partially pixelated.jpg)
Deleting my posts is not a good choice. I don't want to ruin the Gallery. I just want to play a game with you. What’s the point of me ruling a Gallery without you...
-[Delete] -[Block]
[Author: Anonymous (74.805)]
[Fine... Manager! Now I see! You want war, not a game! Fine! You have provoked the Agent of Chaos!][0]
-[Delete] -[Block]
"I do not negotiate with trolls."
With that firm rule, I deleted and blocked the last post without even reading it.
["I am a man of my word."][0]
[Why so serious?][0]
["I am a man of my word."][0]
["I am a man of my word."][1]
[Why so serious?][0]
....
..
.
And then, just as warned, the spamming began like crazy.
If it had just been gore images, I could have cleanly deleted and blocked them all, but...
It was difficult because they used a malicious method, mixing really hot lewd pics and horrific gore pics in a 6:4 ratio, making it hard to just block everything blindly.
'How many 300-year blocks did I hand out...? Oh, and come to think of it, Evelyn joined in the middle too, didn't she?'
[Author: ChildhoodFriendRapist■] = [Evelyn Marigold]
[Fuck you, Manager, you piece of shit, I’m just gonna drop a tactical nuke too][0]
(A pic I secretly took at the Cream Pie Inn while you were sleeping.jpg)
Actually, I’m posting about how I fucked my childhood friend the other day lol
Of course, I deleted it immediately and gave her a 1-day block.
'...But Estelle hasn't been on the Gallery much lately.'
Back when I first learned about the Gallery, she used to post every day about wanting to die...
"...."
I figured I could take that as a sign that Estelle’s depression had lessened.
"Hey, Ian, you prick. Are you even listening to me?"
"Ah... Yes, Lady Evelyn...."
Anyway, for these reasons, I couldn't do the group project.
The group project was important, but the Gallery being ruined meant the world being ruined.
"Ah?... Aah~~?... Ha! Then tell me what I just said."
"...."
"Do you really want to die? I can't help you today either! I have a family gathering! The presentation is next week, what are you going to do!!"
"Ah! ...Come to think of it, is today your parents' engagement anniversary?"
I spoke loudly to change the subject.
For the record, in the Marigold family, there were numerous anniversaries besides the wedding anniversary, such as the engagement anniversary, the first kiss anniversary, and so on.
"Hmm... You still remember that... Well, then, Ian. Do you want to come too? My parents said they wanted to see your face after a long time anyway. If you come today, I might specially help you with—"
"No, it’s fine. It’s a family gathering; it wouldn't be right for me to intrude."
"Sigh... you idiot. Fine. You just stay here and make the materials. Then, make sure you have it finished by tomorrow, no matter what."
"...I’ll try."
"Show me results, not effort, you bastard!! We really don't have time anymore!!"
Slam!
Just as Evelyn, who had slammed the desk, was about to open her mouth to nag some more, a helping hand arrived from another group.
"Um... Evelyn. Do you have a moment? The professor is looking for the presenters..."
"...Sigh, Ian, consider yourself lucky."
"Right, right. Have a safe trip, Evelyn."
"Ugh!!! Argh! Seriously, that guy!!"
After Evelyn left the room in a huff...
Slide—
"...Ian."
Estelle, who had closed her book, looked at me and spoke.
"...Shall I help you?"
"Huh? No, it’s okay."
To be honest, I’d be grateful for the help, but I’m a man with a conscience.
I hadn't helped Estelle with the research she was in charge of at all, so I couldn't unilaterally ask her to help with mine.
"...But you haven't prepared anything, have you?"
"...."
"...If the presentation materials aren't ready tomorrow, Evelyn will be furious, won't she?"
[Sell your conscience for a moment vs. Deal with a rampaging Evelyn]
"Then... could you help me a little?"
"...Yes. I’ll help."
My choice was the former, hands down.