Chapter 50
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 50
Chapter Title: Playtime's Over
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Hand of Abstinence had indeed made most women take the initiative.
Saintess, Lulu... just like Elena and the rest of them.
Saintess had pounced to suck my blood, and Lulu had clung to me like a spoiled child.
I knew the pleasure it induced didn't stop at mere arousal...
But what the hell was this?
- Smack.
The Hero's lips met mine once more.
A light butterfly kiss, lips barely brushing—then she pressed in firmly.
The soft, yielding texture of her lips registered fully under the pressure.
Her left hand cradled the back of my neck, while her other still gripped mine tight.
"Puha..."
"......"
Their lips parted again.
Saliva stretched out like a silken thread, forming a fragile bridge between them.
The Hero narrowed her eyes into sly fox-like slits, a look I hadn't seen in ages.
The corners lifted just enough to be alluring, not threatening.
She exhaled ragged breaths, wiping the saliva from her mouth with her forearm.
"Haa... interlocking fingers... so this is how good it feels."
Her gaze drifted down to our clasped hands.
It was probably the Hand of Abstinence at work, but she didn't seem to care about that.
"Human warmth, this sensation... I missed it so much. Warm and soft, yet rough too. This tingling that prickles all over my body."
The Hero scraped her lower lip with her upper teeth, clearly savoring the moment.
Then she met my eyes again.
"I don't want to go back... like last time..."
"......"
She smiled in ecstasy.
Brighter even than the expression she'd worn during the Body Search.
"Lips are done now, right?"
She asked it like a girl bursting with curiosity.
"Now do it. Oral examination."
With that, she parted her lips slightly and lifted the corner of her mouth.
Saliva trailed down from her lips in a glistening strand.
'No options here.'
I'd been outmaneuvered.
My own words had come back to bite me.
But if it had to be done anyway...
'Can't hand over control, not even during a Body Search.'
I wrapped my right arm around the Hero's waist.
I couldn't let her claim that hand too.
My left was in her grasp, but interlocked like this, it was fine.
I still had my right.
A hand was equivalent to my plan, my control—just like in the Body Search.
A kiss alone wouldn't secure dominance.
- Snik.
She felt the arm around her waist; the corner of her mouth quirked up.
And slowly, she closed her eyes.
"I'm starting..."
I tilted my head slightly and overlapped our lips.
My first real kiss I'd initiated myself.
If anyone asked if I was experienced at groping women—no, not really.
But even so, this felt worlds apart from just touching her body.
It was like crossing a line.
I tightened my arm around her waist and pulled her closer.
'How long has it been since I felt this?'
Her soft breasts pressed firmly against me, pushing back.
It reminded me of that first day in the carriage with her.
The tactile feedback from my hands, the weight of her chest bearing down.
- Smooch.
Lips melding with a sticky sound.
This time, I pressed harder than she had before.
Her hand on my nape pulled in response, matching the intensity.
And then... I slipped my motionless tongue into her mouth.
No lips or teeth obstructed the way.
It was wide open, welcoming.
- Plip.
My tongue touched something.
Moist yet muscular.
Hot and sweetly flavored.
It was her tongue, coming out to greet mine.
I cracked my eyes open to check on her.
Flushed cheeks, heated breaths, and that vice-like grip on my hand.
This was no longer an "oral examination."
Slowly, like a snake coiling around its prey, I wrapped my tongue around hers.
"Chuwup... mmph..."
Saliva began to exchange.
"Mmm... chu..."
Each exploring the other, our saliva diluting into a shared taste.
"Pah... haa... chu..."
Lips parted briefly as hot breaths poured out relentlessly.
- Pop.
"Haa... slurp..."
Heartbeats thrummed through our bodies into my ears.
Feeling each other's pulses, we dove back in.
The kiss—disguised as an oral exam—continued for a good while.
We indulged solely in each other's tongues and lips...
- Thud!
A loud crash against the wall.
Had I pressed too hard? She'd been backing up bit by bit and lost her balance, tumbling backward.
And at the same moment...
"Haaah...!"
Her body shuddered like she'd been struck by lightning.
Our interlocked hands came undone; she wrapped her arms around my back instead, nails digging in to anchor herself.
Hitting the wall must have triggered her climax.
"Haa... haa..."
"Fuuha..."
We pulled our faces apart just enough to pant heavily, no words needed.
As our mouths separated, saliva stretched out in thick threads.
"Ssp... haa... haa... You did great. Oral examination..."
The Hero wore a satisfied, content expression.
She swallowed the dripping saliva and continued.
Still committed to the oral exam pretense, huh.
"A kiss... no, my first oral exam like this... You seemed to like it."
"...Your first time?"
It slipped out without thinking.
Well, it was my first kiss.
"I've done it with hands before, but this way? First time."
At the word "first," her arms around my back tightened.
I felt her shoulders twitch.
"...You really never did it with Saintess?"
"I've told you over and over—I only gave her my blood. Nothing else."
"Then... with the slaves?"
"Who the hell does oral exams with slaves? Hell, I'm still a slave right now."
- Squeeze...
Her body pressed even closer.
The two cushions on her chest began to constrict my breath.
"Then... I'm your first..."
"Yes."
"I... see."
The Hero bowed her head in silence.
She rubbed her lips roughly against my shoulder, then lifted her gaze.
"Gatekeeper."
"Yes."
Her pleasure levels had to be sky-high by now, yet she pressed on steadily.
"...All my clothes... Envy recommended them ages ago."
"......"
I'd wondered where they came from.
But why bring up clothes out of nowhere...?
"This cheap uniform fabric, the underwear underneath... all of it..."
"Uh... yeah."
I'd half-expected as much.
It didn't suit her taste at all.
But... why was she unbuttoning?
- Pop... clack.
She undid the top buttons of her uniform one by one.
Gradually, the treasure hidden within revealed itself.
Black lace underwear—the kind they call "victory undies."
Then she slowly rolled up her sleeves to her elbows.
"Envy told me... men like this sort of thing."
"Y-yeah, sure."
A sudden wave of unease crashed over me.
Cold sweat trickled down my neck.
"Does that mean I..."
"Quiet. Just listen."
Her hands clamped down on my back.
Like she was trapping me, preventing escape.
"Even just talking with you, Gatekeeper... it feels like we're getting closer."
That's the True Appearance effect...
"Everywhere your hand touches... it's like my senses are coming alive again. Hot and soft..."
Hand of Abstinence...
- Squeeze...!
She tightened with every thought of mine.
Air hissed out of me in involuntary "puha" gasps.
The Hero buried her face in my shoulder.
"I told you before. The Empire needs to rise again... for Envy."
"......"
I tensed my chest to speak.
But no matter how hard I tried, words wouldn't come.
"When Envy died, I lost my senses... and my friend. I lost my whole world!"
"H-Hero, I..."
I sensed the next words would be bad—forced my mouth open.
"Mmph..."
But she silenced me with her lips, as if she didn't want to hear it.
"Pah... huuu... But my senses came back. I got a friend again. My world is back."
"W-wait, Hero... c-calm down."
Lips parted; I gasped for air. Saliva stretched thin.
"Mmph..."
She blocked me again.
"Chu... haa... Gatekeeper, do you believe in fated partners?"
"I... mmph."
And once more...
"Slurp... smack..."
This time, thrusting her tongue in deep and salty.
"Fuuha... I... believe now."
She pulled her face away.
This was insane... her switch was fully flipped.
"Huhu..."
Then she unwrapped her arms from my back...
- Tap.
And shoved my shoulder.
I toppled backward from the force.
Soon after—
A heavy thud as my ass hit the floor.
"Urgh..."
Pain shot through my buttocks; I clutched them.
Lifting my head, I saw her glaring down at me.
Eyes like a predator eyeing its prey.
Sharp fox-like gaze, corners arched high.
'Ah... so that's why she'd been staring like that.'
Staring like she wanted to devour me.
Now I got it.
"Slave or not, doesn't matter. I'm the Empire's Hero."
She stroked her own arm, smiling in rapture.
Her heels clicked closer—clack, clack.
She bent down and smoothly straddled my lower body.
"Now... I actually like the title of Hero. Now I can protect my friend."
Her ass settled firmly on my pelvis.
Elastic yet weighty pressure, substantial.
Then her finger traced my lips deliberately.
"But I didn't know I'd be your first..."
Straddling me, she stroked my cheek with pitying affection.
Her lips drifted slowly toward my ear.
"Sorry... for ruining your first experience, Gatekeeper."
"Th-then..."
Was she... going to stop?
"...So I'll take responsibility."
Huh?
"Before anyone else can steal your firsts..."
Her hands pinned my shoulders down.
"I'll claim every single one, without missing a thing."
Fuck.
