Butler's Healing Act and Subordinate Relationship (6)
Butler's Healing Act and Subordinate Relationship (6)
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"Nngh... agh..."
Rebecca's face, tongue lolling out, eyes rolling uncontrolled. Her skin glistening with sweat and every kind of fluid. Limbs twitching sporadically. And the crevice between her legs, spilling my semen with every breath.
"..."
I broke out in a cold sweat. I'd gone way too far.
At first, I had genuinely intended to be gentle. She'd even given me her virginity while I was unconscious to save me. But she kept resisting, and before I knew it, I just...
O-okay, let's clean up first.
I cast Clean to sanitize the ruined sheets, then wiped down every inch of Rebecca's body. She must have lost consciousness completely—when I pulled out her nipples to clean them, she only flinched and showed no other reaction.
"Haaah... haaah..."
Down below, a mixture of semen and love juices kept leaking out. Without thinking, I scooped up some of the fluid with my fingers and pushed it back inside her cleft.
"Ngh-ht...!"
Every time I pushed a finger in, Rebecca's hips lifted off the bed, spilling even more juices. At this rate there was no point in cleaning! How is she still producing this much? Wait, did I break her?
"Nngh.... hoooh...."
"..."
But... it was turning me on....
...Come to think of it, we'd already done it three times. Once at Ariel's mansion. Twice here.
So doing it one more time wouldn't really change anything. I had already crossed the line. I could do it first and think about it afterward.
"Hnghaaah!"
Rationalizing it to myself like that, I dove back into indulging in Rebecca's body.
"Haaaaaaaaaang!!!!!!"
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"Ht?!"
Rebecca bolted upright. She scanned her surroundings, and when her eyes met mine, she flinched and backed away, trembling with fear in her gaze.
Hm. Seeing her look at me like that felt... a little weird. I mean, I tormented her that badly, so it was my own doing, but still....
"You're awake."
"...."
"Uh, um... a-are you okay?"
"...."
Silence hung between us.
Rebecca looked like she was straining to focus her unfocused eyes, and I couldn't bring myself to meet them, so I averted my gaze slightly to the side.
I didn’t know what I was supposed to say here. Should I apologize for being too rough? That felt like it'd hurt my pride somehow. Should I act like nothing happened? No, that definitely didn't feel right either...
"...I have a request."
"Ah, y-yeah. Tell me."
I eagerly seized on Rebecca's words. Anything that could break this awkward atmosphere was welcome.
"...As promised, you may do with me as you please. However, please grant me a reprieve. At least until we've healed Lady Niniel's illness, please help us..."
"No, no, no, no. Wait. Hold on."
W-would you look at her, making this needlessly dramatic again. I mean, sure, I caused it by going on about sex slaves or whatever! But don't beg me in that wet, desperate voice! It was too much pressure!
Rebecca quietly accepted my interruption. It felt like she had a lot more to say but forced herself to stop because it was an order. This was driving me insane, seriously.
Rebecca wore a genuinely desperate expression. Even after everything I'd done to her, which should have left her terrified.
So that was it. She had accepted the bet not because of the sex-slave condition, but because she wanted to secure help for her mistresses to the very end...
"I was planning to help you anyway. That stuff earlier was just something I said."
"...But you gain nothing from doing so, do you?"
This girl is incredibly suspicious.
Well, she did say that pig approached them with apparent goodwill at first too. Maybe a coldly transactional relationship, where gains and losses are calculated ruthlessly, actually suits this type of person better.
I organized my thoughts and opened my mouth.
"Well, helping you isn't purely out of goodwill on my part. There might not be any profit, but there does seem to be a penalty if I don't."
"What do you mean by that."
"..."
Because I had a rough idea by now.
The message that some probability had changed, and the two conditions for obtaining a Golden Ticket.
The events I'd twisted so far could be broadly divided into two categories.
First: the lunatics I'd dealt with.
The Bone-Fucking Lich in Riverbridge. The goblin-fucking old man in Nilbog. And that deranged pedophile.
At first, when I killed the Bone Fucker, I thought I'd gotten the ticket because I'd prevented future damage. But when I killed the Goblin Fucker and got another ticket, I started to have a suspicion.
What if the ticket's acquisition condition wasn't some unknowable standard like it was depicted in the novel, but a clear quest reward?
And finally, when I killed this pig and got another ticket, I couldn't help but be certain.
First, what those men had in common. Every one of them possessed a deranged, bizarre sexual fixation. In other words, they were Paraphiliacs.
This pig in particular—compared to the Bone Fucker or the Goblin Fucker, the damage he'd caused was utterly negligible. Sure, he pulled out tentacles, but in the future timeline there was no description of him actually doing anything with them. And yet I still got a ticket. The reason.
That was right.
It meant I was supposed to find and kill Paraphiliacs like them from now on.
And 「Respect for All Tastes」.
That must be a kind of detector the Goddess gave me to sniff out these Paraphiliac bastards.
...I didn’t know what to call this. Should I curse the Goddess for messing with my body without permission? Or should I count myself lucky she didn't go rummaging around in my brain?
Anyway, the second ticket acquisition condition.
Reni and Yuri.
Direct characters from the novel. I got tickets when I twisted their unhappy futures, too. So if I resolve Ariel and Niniel's problem, I'll likely get tickets as well.
The tickets themselves are actually a secondary matter.
The real issue is that cryptic message that appears when I get a ticket.
[A change has occurred in the observation.]
[A shift occurs in probability.]
Every time I replayed that message in my head, a subtle feeling of unease crept in.
What if I ignored what lay ahead? What would happen?
If I had ignored Reni. Ignored Yuri. If I ignore Ariel and Niniel now. Would the Goddess just sit back and watch?
The one who tied the knot had to untie it.
And the one who tied the knot could also untie it.
If the Goddess had given me these abilities, she could also take them back. I had never heard of an Awakened having their abilities revoked, but I was an exceptionally irregular existence.
「I doubt the Goddess would exercise her Divine Authority on such a microscopic level.」
「But I am not one of the Goddess's creations, am I? Would that not make the exercise of her authority different in my case?」
Just as I'd said to Kate, exceptional rules could apply to me at any time. I'd just blurted that out back then to get out of the situation, but thinking about it now, it was actually a pretty accurate way of putting it.
"...Yoo-jin?"
Rebecca's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
"No. I have my own reasons. It's a little complicated to explain here. I'm planning to gather everyone and tell you all at once later."
"...Understood."
Rebecca didn't seem entirely convinced, but she didn't look as anxious as before.
Leaving her be for a moment, I opened the minimap.
The minimap displayed various objects in my vicinity on the screen, so I could see what was going on without having to look outside the panic room. Seriously, it was absurdly useful in so many ways.
It was already the middle of the night. Had everyone cleared out by now? But the display range was limited, so I'd have to get up to check...
"There are still people outside. I think it would be best if you did not leave yet."
Rebecca spoke up when I got off the bed and started wandering around.
"...How did you know?"
"My ears can hear everything."
Holy shit. That was terrifying.
"Then we'll have to wait a bit longer."
When I said that, Rebecca flinched. She tried to force a calm expression, but couldn't stop her hands from trembling a little.
Wait, when I said we have to wait, what exactly did you think I meant? And I said I was sorry, okay?
...Did I not actually say that out loud?
"Ahem. Hmph. Hey. Rebecca."
"...Speak."
"Uh, um. S-so, earlier, I was a bit too rough. I'm sorry. I hadn't meant to go that far, I just got carried away in the heat of the moment..."
Rebecca swallowed once before answering.
"....It's fine. A promise is a promise. Now that I am your s-slave, you need not concern yourself with such..."
"Ah, no. Hey. Forget that."
I hurriedly cut Rebecca off. To my modern sensibilities, that kind of thing was far too much pressure. I was already struggling just to manage myself, so what was I supposed to do with a slave? Besides, slavery had supposedly been abolished long ago. Why was she so determined to call herself one? Did she actually want to be a slave?
"Ahem, ahem! A-anyway, lie face down."
"Excuse me?"
"Quick, lie on your stomach."
"...Understood."
Even while trembling, Rebecca obediently lay facedown as instructed. Fear and doubt were clear in her eyes, as though she were asking what I intended to do.
What else? The only way to cure a fear of sex was with sex. I would have to restrain myself to keep it relaxed and comfortable, but I could at least provide this much service.
I took in the sight of Rebecca's body, trying to suppress my excitement.
Her long, straight back, her firm buttocks, and those legs with a near-perfect silhouette.
I started massaging her, slowly and methodically, beginning from her shoulders.
"Nngh... Y-Yoo-jin. What are..."
"I'm not going to be rough like earlier. Just relax and let me handle it."
"...Nnht..."
To loosen her rigid muscles, I slowly kneaded her from the shoulders downward with deliberate pressure. At first Rebecca kept her upper body stiff, but under my slow, lingering hands, she gradually relaxed.
Perhaps because she'd climaxed dozens of times earlier, the space between her buttocks soon began to grow damp. No. If I looked at that now, I would end up breaking her again. I forced my gaze to remain on her upper body while I continued touching her.
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"Why, why isn't he coming back...? Why...?"
At the same moment, in Ariel's mansion, Yuri, having had enough of watching Reni's restless fretting, spoke up.
"If it's that bad, there's nothing stopping me from going myself."