Blackmail to Shatter Hatred! (9)
With nowhere left to back away, Celestia trembled as she stared at the approaching monster, pressed against the wall. The monster approached her with a delighted smile, draped an arm over her shoulder, and leaned against the wall beside her.
"Come on, we were just tangled up together a minute ago. Why so prickly?"
"Ah, ahh..."
"Look. Doesn't it come out nice and clear? Man, I could switch careers and become a photographer."
The monster, gripping her shoulder and pulling her close, held up a photo right in front of her eyes with a grin. It was a picture of herself, sprawled over the toilet, drenched in thick, milky fluid. Even though it was her own image, it looked so wretched that Celestia's face drained to a pale blue.
She trembled in silence for a while before finally squeezing out a voice to ask the monster.
"What... what do you want? From me..."
"Hmm... I don't really want anything. I was just waiting to give the Viscountess her options."
"Options...?"
"Yeah. Options. First one: kill me right here and destroy the evidence. Simple enough, but I'll put up a fight, and it'll get pretty noisy, so cleanup might be a hassle."
Nothing he wants? And he's saying this himself? What could this monster possibly desire...?
"Second option: we both forget today ever happened and get along nicely from now on. We've each taken our turn at each other, so let's wipe the slate clean—no hard feelings, no blushing when we see each other. I'd love if you picked this one..."
"You... you shameless...!"
"It's my charm. But isn't the second one pretty good? We just pretend it never happened."
"How can I trust you!? After taking a photo like this...!"
"Hey, how can I trust you, Viscountess? A noble like you could make a lowly commoner like me vanish without a trace."
Spouting absurd nonsense, the monster leered at Celestia with a sly smile. She tried to retort, but...
"...And earlier... didn't you enjoy it quite a bit?"
The beast's hand on her shoulder slid down to grab her breast, silencing her protest. His whispering voice burrowed into her ear, forcing her to confront a fact she'd never considered... and her trembling shifted into something entirely different.
......Did I... enjoy... it?
Just now... sex with this monster...?
It was ridiculous. Utter nonsense. Yet the moment she heard it, a heat stirred in her lower belly—where something repulsive should have lingered.
No, no way... Me, with a monster of all things...? Impossible!!!
She wanted to snap back, to shove this monster away right now. But the throbbing in her womb, the memory of this beast's filthy, vicious thing plunging inside her... combined with his musky scent hitting her anew, it left Celestia dizzy and rooted in place.
"You must not have been satisfied with your husband for so long... Normally, we'd end it here after one day, but if you're in that state, Viscountess, things change a bit."
Why couldn't she shake off this repulsive monster kneading her breast? He was just a monster she truly despised, the one who'd violated her...
"...If you pick the second option and we act like nothing happened... whenever you want, I could be your partner?"
"...Hah... hah..."
"I'm not the type to blab about this stuff. Your secret's safe with me. My guildmates or the saintess have no idea I'm like this. Today's thing? I'll say I acted alone, nothing to do with them..."
The beast's brazen lies stroked the female desires that had slumbered in Celestia for 42 years, now awakening within her. Her utterly ordinary husband's penis—so puny compared to this monster's. Her body, which had known no true male beyond that. Her husband Albert, now impotent from erectile dysfunction, unable even to use that anymore. The married woman's longing for a son to carry on their line, instead of their tomboy daughter. All of it piled up, and as disgust toward the monster beside her twisted into something else, Celestia felt a strange vertigo.
"Of course, only if you want it, Viscountess... No rush to decide now—take your time. What do you say?"
Certain of the bitch's answer, the monster flashed a wicked grin, urging her choice.
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"Puhuhu. Thanks, Viscountess. Whew~ If you'd said you were gonna kill me, I might've actually died for real."
"Sh-shut up...!"
In the corridor near the party hall, Sema followed behind a flushed Celestia with a laugh. She strode ahead without so much as glancing at him... but her steps oddly synced with the monster trailing her.
"Never imagined I'd end up in this kind of relationship with the Viscountess until just now. Guess our bodies just mesh that well?"
"It's not like that, so shut it...! I just wanted to handle it quietly! I won't get tangled with you anymore, so forget today ever happened!"
She'd chosen the second option but rejected Sema's extra proposal... yet gazing at her retreating figure, Sema was already certain. Celestia was in his grasp.
"Heh, sure, sure. But if you ever change your mind, I'm game anytime—just come find me."
"That won't happen! If weird rumors spread to anyone else, I'll really come kill you—got it!?"
Standing at the party hall entrance with Sema, Celestia took a deep breath, glared at him, and confirmed once more.
"...Just to be sure, in front of my husband, you absolutely..."
"Yeah. I'll stay quiet. I don't wanna die either."
"...Hah. Fine. We pretend it never happened. Then..."
With that, Celestia reentered the party hall alongside Sema. Lizbet and Klea, waiting for him, spotted the pair and exchanged knowing smirks. Then, a certain man approached the entering Celestia.
"Celestia! Where'd you disappear to without a word?"
Celestia's husband and Radir's lord, Albert, hurried over with a worried face.
"...Sorry, dear. I felt unwell for a moment and took a walk around."
"Hmm... I see. You should've said something... But what's Sema doing here?"
"Ah~. I stepped out for some air, ran into the Viscountess, and we chatted a bit."
"Hmm...? With Celestia...?"
The Celestia who'd loathed monsters so much, who'd been dead set on kicking Sema out just recently. Hearing she'd spoken alone with him filled Albert with faint unease, but...
"...About the other day. She apologized for it and we talked."
Seeing Celestia blush with a hint of embarrassment, Albert nodded inwardly, pleased. For Celestia to approach the monster Sema herself and apologize? What great news. Had her monster hatred finally eased a little? Looking at them that way, they even seemed rather close.
"Good job, Celestia. We'll be seeing Sema often from now on—can't have you two on bad terms."
"...Y-yeah..."
"I was worried you'd keep hating him. This is great. Sema, get along well with Celestia too. I'll need your strength plenty."
"Haha. Of course, Viscount."
At the party hall entrance, warm laughter and talk flowed between the lord and Sema. Albert smiled, satisfied that his wife's excessive monster loathing—a major issue—had diminished. He thought his blushing, shy wife had finally changed, even a little... but he had no idea.
That his wife's womb, hidden beneath her dress, still held unabsorbed horse semen.
That behind her, out of his sight, the monster before him was groping her ass...
He couldn't even imagine it.