Chapter 13

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Translator: ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠penny

Chapter: 13

Chapter Title: The First Service is Proactive!

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Rize Twain.

In my previous life, in the game I played, Blaze Blood, she was an unconquerable character from Rubelt's faction. But she had stunning looks and a killer figure.

And above all, that very "unconquerable" trait made her just as popular as any heroine.

Eli was popular for the same reason, but not quite on Rize's level.

Why?

Because she was the perfect dutiful, cool-headed maid loyal to her master—a character crafted by dumping every fan-favorite trope right into users' hearts.

Blaze Blood wasn't just about killer 2D illustrations; it had top-tier 3D models that matched them perfectly.

Daily chats were 2D.

Battles switched to 3D.

Plus, thanks to the academy setting, you could pick specific characters to take into dungeons for combat.

You could even select Rubelt faction characters.

That meant plenty of opportunities to use and see her, so even as an unconquerable character, tons of players poured their love into her.

And Rize's biggest claim to fame, her ultimate highlight?

It was her finisher move.

Blaze Blood had RPG elements, so each character had unique magic and combat skills.

Magic was mostly gear-based unless it was a special exclusive spell—anyone could equip it.

But combat skills were original to each character, setting them apart.

The protagonist, Isihoon, was the exception. Through the "special lessons" system, he could borrow skills from high-affinity characters, but only basic combat tech.

Rize was a maid who mainly used daggers.

So at first, players figured her ultimate would revolve around daggers.

But Rize's finisher blew everyone's expectations out of the water.

It started with daggers.

She'd slash the enemy around eight times, then leap back far to create distance.

Then she'd whip out machine guns in both hands and unleash a barrage, capping it off by hoisting a missile launcher on her shoulder and firing.

A maid who starts with daggers but blasts machine guns and missiles?

No way that wouldn't explode in popularity.

Something like that. Rize was every bit as popular as the other heroines, and the "unconquerable" label only fanned the flames.

Threads like that would heat up.

And that unconquerable Rize, who racked up massive player love...

Is now my personal maid, the world's best.

"Hmm... slurp slurp. Lick lick lick slurp..."

She's sucking my cock right in front of me.

Rize, with some mystery technique I can't even guess where she picked up—earlier she'd tried handjobbing me and drinking the cum from her palm.

Part of me wanted to yell, Gulp it down!

But I didn't want my precious Rize tasting the bitterness of semen.

Sure, it'd turn her on, but that could wait.

After getting more tools from Hubunkun, I'd have her do it then. For now, I held back with some patience.

Then Rize switched gears: "I'll use my mouth this time," and dove right into a blowjob.

Her pretty lips parted, and first, her adorable little tongue flicked over my glans, lick lick.

The soft, warm sensation of Rize's tongue lapping carefully at my tip brought a fresh wave of pleasure, totally different from straight-up sex.

Especially the sight of her licking my thing—that was the real thrill.

"Hmm... slurp slurp slurp..."

Once the glans was plenty wet, she opened wider, took it into her mouth, closed her eyes, and started bobbing her head back and forth.

Even as her throat worked, I could feel her tongue inside, diligently stroking the underside of my shaft.

And her hands weren't idle either...

"Hng! Nngh!"

Her right hand gripped and stroked the shaft while her left gently fondled my balls—a masterful technique.

Where the hell did she learn this...!

Don't tell me women's mags like Ladies had tutorials on this!?

What kind of wholesome magazine is that!

If it's true, I'm subscribing!

The smooth touch of Rize's hands, her warm tongue, and ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the slick heat of her mouth built the urge to cum surging again.

"R-Rize!"

"Pwah. Yes, Young Master."

Rize pulled off and swept her hair behind her ear with the hand that had been caressing my balls.

"Was there anything lacking? Anything else I should do?"

"No, nothing like that. It's just... too good..."

"I see. Good to hear. Looks like what I learned is paying off."

"You learned this? From who?"

"From Anna. Today... while you were getting your private Heavenly Thunder Style lesson, she gave me a quick special lecture in the break room."

Anna... nice one!

Gotta slip her a bonus later.

Rize resumed fondling my balls with her left hand and continued.

"It's just a shame it didn't go exactly as planned."

"Not as planned how?"

"...I originally meant to take your... your cock much deeper. But it's bigger than I thought, so it's my fault for being inexperienced."

"No, Rize, you're doing amazing. I never dreamed I'd get service like this on the first go. It's incredible, Rize."

"I'm glad you think so. Next time, I'll make sure to take your whole cock in my mouth."

Next time: irrumatio... deepthroat, huh. Honestly, can't wait.

Rize went back to licking my cock, working her hands diligently.

The lewd schlup schlup sounds tickling my ears as she sucked drove home just how devotedly she was servicing me.

Part of me wanted to just blast off right then and there... but I'd told her not to drink it earlier, so I couldn't cum in her mouth now.

Today, more than her mouth, I wanted something else.

"Rize! Ngh! I'm about to cum. So... uh, I wanna cum on your face!"

Facial's one of my ultimate fantasies.

At my words, Rize instantly pulled off, brought her face close to my cock, and started pumping her hand fast.

Pat pat pat pat!

With release right on the edge, her mouth gone but hand speeding up—watching her face draw near pushed me to the peak.

I erupted straight onto Rize's face.

"Ngh!"

"Nnh..."

Byuuuuw! Thick ropes shot out forcefully, splattering across her pretty face.

The creamy white fluid dripped from her face down her chin, plopping onto her maid uniform in sticky drops.

The sheer depravity hit like a rush of excitement.

Rize wiped only the cum from her eyes and opened them.

"Your semen... it feels so different from when I held it in my hand. Hot and sticky, like I can feel your feelings for me. It makes me happy."

How much more does she need to turn me on before she's satisfied?

Anyway, time to clean her face first.

"Hold still, Rize. I'll wipe it off."

"Yes."

I grabbed some tissue and cleaned her face.

"...? You're using tissue, Young Master."

"What else would I use?"

"I ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠thought you'd rub it clean with your cock first..."

"What do you even think of me, Rize?"

What the— that sounds insanely hot.

"I figured the Young Master who chats so happily with Dr. Futaba would be into plays like that. Did I upset you?"

"No, not upset..."

Damn you, Hubunkun!

Talking with him must've twisted my image in Rize's head way more pervy than I thought!

"Fine, next facial, I'll try that."

No reason not to do a play that hot!

"Yes. I'm always ready whenever you want it."

Once her face was mostly clean, Rize stood, gave a light bow.

"That concludes the service I wanted to give you. Satisfied?"

"It was the best."

"Good. Then..."

Rize lifted her maid skirt, revealing her panties.

Pretty white ones with embroidery today.

Right at the center, a telltale wet stain.

No need to spell out what that was.

"Now, please do whatever you desire to me."

"Just what I want?"

"...Please do what I want too, Young Master. Serving you has me at my limit. So..."

Rize blushed, gazing at me with the same loving eyes from last night.

"Like last night... and this morning, hold me hot and tight. Love me... Young Master."

"Riiiiizeeeeeee!"

"Kyaaang!"

I snapped, scooped her up, and tossed her onto the bed.

I stripped off my clothes and dove in—Lupin jump style—into a night of blazing passion with Rize.

That night, I went wild again, sticking to missionary... but zero regrets. The best night ever. Hands down.