Chapter 101
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 101
Chapter Title: In Heat Dog! Seduction Operation!
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'Then how should I go about seducing him...'
Having firmed up her resolve to seduce him, Chisaki racked her brain for the best way to do it.
First, she imagined herself trying to tempt him.
-Hey, disciple~ Wanna go a round?
'Hmm... No, that won't work! Even if I tried something like that... he'd just say, "Sure," and take it at face value!'
What Chisaki wanted was for Rubelt to fall for her seduction, lose himself to lust, and come at her with the ferocity of a beast ready to devour her.
So she pondered ways to tempt him that went beyond ordinary seduction—something that would make Rubelt even hornier.
But with Rubelt as her only experience and no prior interest in that sort of thing, Chisaki's mind drew a complete blank on her own.
'Ughhh! What do I do! Every idea I come up with just has him saying, "Oh, sure, let's do it!"... Ah!'
Then, like a stroke of inspiration, one idea hit Chisaki.
'Right... If I can't think of anything myself, I can borrow someone else's wisdom!'
Chisaki immediately pulled out her phone from Hepai and opened the browser. Her brilliant plan? An internet search.
'Let's see... "How to seduce a guy"...'
She typed her dilemma into the search bar.
"Oh, jackpot!"
A flood of results popped up, and Chisaki skimmed through them.
"Eh... It's all so tame! This won't cut it!"
'These are all assuming you're already a couple or something!'
Every article she'd glanced at started from the premise of dating.
Even mentally swapping "my boyfriend~" with "my disciple" didn't yield anything satisfying.
'These are all about guys who cave after a little teasing. I want my disciple panting and lunging at me like a wild animal!'
Chisaki scowled at her phone screen.
That's when one post caught her eye.
"Reviving my wilted boyfriend with fiery passion."
In short, it was about how cosplay seduction turned her boyfriend super aggressive, letting them both have a blast.
'Cosplay? Hmm... Come to think of it, my disciple made me act like a dog last time. Does he like dogs or something?'
Recalling her romp with Rubelt, Chisaki tapped away.
'Guy, seduce, dog, cosplay.'
Adding more keywords, she hit search.
And...
"Oh... Ooooh...!"
Just a few extra words, and the results exploded with stimulating posts—complete with photos.
Some featured women striking cute poses with dog ears and tails attached.
Others shared stories of boyfriends going feral after puppy cosplay complete with barks and play-acts.
"...This is it!"
Chisaki knew exactly what to do.
'Anything else useful... Whoa!? People actually do that? Wow, there's even outfits like this!'
She kept scrolling, hunting for the perfect cosplay seduction tailored to her.
That day, Chisaki gained a whole new level of sexual knowledge.
A few days later.
'Heh heh, preparations are perfect.'
Chisaki grinned confidently as she headed to the academy.
She'd scoured the internet for methods, bought the necessary props, prepped everything for today—including lines to say during the seduction.
'All that's left is to execute!'
While preparing, she'd fantasized countless times about how ferociously Rubelt would ravage her upon success—shedding his composure to pound her like a rampaging beast.
Those thoughts had her body burning with arousal for days, leaving her half in heat already.
'Just wait, disciple...! I'll turn that smug, laid-back guy into a beast thrusting wildly against his master!'
Her mind, inflamed from plotting, had long shed any dignity as "master."
All she cared about now was driving Rubelt berserk for the most animalistic sex imaginable.
And after first period, during break.
"Disciple!"
"What's up, Chisaki?"
"Today! We're sparring at your place! Got it!"
"Sparring? I was thinking afternoon for that..."
"You think some half-assed afternoon practice spar is enough? Today we're doing a real session at your place! Got it!"
"Fine."
"Yesss! No backing out later saying something came up!"
"It's cool. My only plan was training at home anyway."
Hearing Rubelt's ready agreement, Chisaki nearly jumped for joy at how smoothly things were going.
But worried overdoing the excitement might tip him off, she held it in.
'Can't let him catch on and play it cool!'
Something was definitely up with Chisaki.
Not that I couldn't guess what.
Her lust had built up again, so she was using sparring as an excuse to jump me.
She couldn't straight-up say "let's fuck" at the academy, so inviting me to the mansion made sense.
Seemed she was keeping her promise from after our first time.
'She'll probably say something like "let's do it" after a bit of sparring, just like last time—getting worked up from my scent.'
I didn't expect variety from Chisaki.
She probably wasn't the type to overthink it anyway.
Still, she showed restraint—no challenges during afternoon sparring practice, respecting academy boundaries.
She'd save the lust explosion for the mansion.
And after classes.
I headed home with Rize and Chisaki.
"Chisaki, no club today?"
"Nah! I already told them—don't worry about it!"
"Guess I have nothing to say then."
"Anyway, sparring right when we get back! Got it!"
"Yeah, yeah. Rize, I'll be sparring with Chisaki, so come find us around dinner time."
"Understood."
Once at the mansion, Chisaki and I went straight to the sparring room and changed into combat gear.
I drew my katana and took stance—same for her.
"Here I come, Chisaki."
"Bring it!"
"Flash Thunder!"
We started with iaido draws, clashing in Heavenly Thunder Style exchanges.
Normally, sparks would fly with electric crackles, Chisaki's eyes sparkling with thrill as she ramped up her assault, excitement plain on her face.
But...
"Hah! Hah! Hah!"
Now, the longer the spar went, the more her eyes filled not just with battle lust, but raw sexual hunger.
Not the fully feral, beast-in-heat glare from before.
This was reason holding the reins on instinct, eyes brimming with desperate urge for filthy fun.
"Snnniff! Hoo...!"
She was deliberately inhaling my scent deep, her gaze clouding over with pure horniness.
How to describe it?
Like watching a monkey discover masturbation—frantic at first—then later using tools to savor it properly.
She'd grown so accustomed to the scent that drove her wild, she could now revel in it.
Chisaki had untapped potential in weird areas.
'She'll either ask to fuck soon, or if I don't stop, she'll pounce herself.'
This spar was plenty.
I backed off, creating distance, and sheathed my katana.
"Chisaki, got something to say?"
"Hoo, hoo... Huh? You knew?"
"Obviously. Your sword was screaming it louder than words—your focus wasn't on sparring."
Her vibe leaked it even before the blades spoke.
"Heh heh, as expected from a swordsman disciple. Yeah, you got me. Truth is... today, your master is gonna give you a special reward!"
"Reward?"
"Yup! You did what I asked last time, right? So your awesome master~ has to reward her dutiful disciple personally! Don't you think?"
Her peppy tone couldn't hide the lust bleeding through.
"What kind of reward?"
"Hee hee, you know it? Your disciple act all chill, but you've got some~ seriously pervy tastes. Like making me play dog last time."
She stepped closer, sniffing me two or three times.
"Sniff sniff... Hoo... So this time, your generous master is gonna let you indulge in your favorite play~ Aren't you grateful?"
Her nuance positioned it as her "granting" it as master—saving face.
Surprising she'd cling to such pride, but Chisaki wasn't all beastly instinct.
She had her pride, too.
In Blaze Blood, no master-disciple dynamic for the protagonist, so this was a sight unique to the real me.
"If you're insisting that much, I'm touched. But I'm curious—what exactly?"
"Hee hee hee, enjoy that composure while it lasts, disciple! From now on, you're gonna turn into a real beast!"
I skipped saying "like your first time?"
"Excuse me a sec!"
Chisaki grabbed my shirt with both hands and buried her face in my chest.
"Snnniiiiifff...!"
She inhaled my scent with all her might.
"Haa~ Ready... set~."
Her eyes fully drunk, she stepped back and pressed Hepai's button.
In an instant, Chisaki's outfit transformed.
"!? Ch-Chisaki, those clothes...!"
I couldn't help but gawk.
She'd hacked Hepai's instant-change for combat and casual wear to equip something else entirely.
Brown floppy dog-ear headband on her head.
Red dog collar around her neck.
And below: a light purple bikini.
Chisaki's secret weapon.
A swimsuit doggy cosplay.