Chapter 77
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 77
Chapter Title: Sniff Sniff! An Irresistible Scent!
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Denrai Chisaki couldn't maintain her proper reason.
Ever since Rubelt had choked her from behind, the intense body scent she'd inhaled.
The more she smelled it, the more her head felt light and floaty, a rising heat wrapping around her entire body.
Suddenly engulfed by this ecstatic sensation she didn't want to resist, Chisaki quickly slipped into a trance.
She snapped out of it briefly upon hearing Rubelt's words midway.
"...".
Thud by thud, as she followed Rubelt toward the shower room, continuously sniffing his scent along the way, Chisaki fell back into her trance.
'Such a... good... smell...'
Once Rubelt entered the men's shower room, Chisaki just stood there quietly at the entrance to the showers.
'I... need to shower too...'
All she had to do was go inside, deactivate Hepai, take off her clothes, and shower.
But Chisaki's feet didn't head toward the women's shower. She just stood still.
Chisaki's gaze turned toward the men's shower room where Rubelt had gone.
She stared at the men's side, where that good smell kept wafting from.
'Good smell... a bit more...'
Unable to fully escape her trance, Chisaki's feet slowly carried her toward the men's shower room.
The men's shower facility inside was practically a private one-person shower.
This place had been built under Rubelt's orders to begin with.
Taking into account that only Rubelt would use it, even the changing room was sized like a household shower.
The women's shower had been added as a mere courtesy.
Whoosh... the sound of running water.
A vague silhouette of one person was faintly visible through the frosted glass, but Chisaki wasn't in a state to care about that right now.
In the not-so-spacious shower room, Chisaki's nose in her dazed trance sniffed around, seeking the spot where the good smell was even stronger.
And her gaze landed on a basket in the corner of the changing room.
The basket for storing shed clothes.
The fact that this was the men's shower room didn't matter.
The fact that her eyes were on a laundry basket didn't matter.
What mattered to Chisaki right now was inhaling that scent that made her head floaty with euphoria.
"Haa... haa..."
She dropped to her knees and reached out, pulling clothes from the basket.
"Sniff... sniff sniff..."
Rubelt's shirt, carrying his distinctive sweat scent.
Chisaki brought her nose to the shirt and inhaled.
"Ngh... nngh..."
The fading ecstasy swelled back up.
But it wasn't enough.
'The scent's too faint...'
With her sensitive sense of smell, Chisaki could discern the concentration of scents.
The intensity of the smell itself.
The shirt she was sniffing now was plenty ecstatic.
'...Not enough.'
Chisaki already remembered a scent that could bring even greater ecstasy.
Even more intense arousal.
When she'd been pressed tight against Rubelt, rubbing against him, there was a scent that crept up, the one that made her mind float the most.
Chisaki reached back into the basket, rummaging for the thickest concentration.
And then.
"Ah..."
Chisaki picked up Rubelt's boxer shorts.
Outwardly, it was a dangerous scene: a woman blankly holding a man's underwear.
But Chisaki herself didn't care about any of that right now.
All she felt was the joy of finding the object that brought her immense pleasure.
She immediately pressed her nose to the underwear and inhaled deeply.
"Sniff... sniff sniff... sniiiiiff... suuuuuuuck... haaaaaah..."
The moment she smelled it, intense arousal spread through her, and her brain flooded with endorphins.
Her head floated, happiness enveloping her whole body in a profound bliss that overwhelmed Chisaki.
"Ah, aaah... nngh! Sniff! Nghhh! Suuuuuuck!"
Chisaki didn't care what it was she was smelling; she just followed her instincts, inhaling Rubelt's body scent deeper and deeper.
This unique scent, absent from his dress shirt, pulled her into even greater happiness laced with a lewd sensation.
And here in the changing room, Chisaki finally did what she hadn't been able to call out for during their sparring match.
One hand clutching Rubelt's underwear to her nose, the other reaching downward.
Her hand's destination was her most intimate feminine place.
Over the high-leg cut of her battle suit, Chisaki caressed her secret spot.
"Nghhh...! Nngh!"
Direct, stimulating pleasure spread from her core up into her mind.
'Feels... so good...!'
The floating happiness that had wrapped her body morphed into pleasure, enveloping Chisaki.
Her body, completely intoxicated by Rubelt's scent and lost in trance, had grown so sensitive that even the slightest pleasure rippled through her entire form.
Having tasted pleasure once, Chisaki couldn't stop midway.
"Hngh! Ngh...! Nngh! Ah! Suuuuuuck! Nnggggh!"
She couldn't stop her nose from inhaling the underwear deeper.
She couldn't stop rubbing her core faster over the high-leg fabric.
Like a beast driven by pure instinct, Chisaki lost herself in masturbation.
"Ngh... nnggggh...!"
And soon, Chisaki experienced her first-ever orgasm in life.
She who'd only ever cared about training, tempering herself, and growing stronger—masturbation itself was a first for her—now had the concept of pleasure firmly etched into her brain like an imprint.
"Ah."
And only after tasting that first intense climax in her life.
"Wha...?"
The powerful stimulation of the pleasure actually snapped Chisaki out of her trance.
And now she realized what she'd just done.
"Wh-what the hell did I just...?"
No matter how rough-and-tumble, battle-mad, and disinterested in romance Chisaki was.
She knew her actions just now were utterly abnormal.
Whoosh...
[Fuuu.]
"!?"
Chisaki's ears caught Rubelt's voice as he finished showering, turning off the water, and exhaling.
'Danger...!'
In that instant, her mind flashed to the scene: Rubelt witnessing this.
First bewilderment, then a look of contempt.
Chisaki desperately wanted to avoid Rubelt looking at her with contempt.
She hurriedly stuffed the underwear and shirt back into the basket, then bolted out of the men's shower like lightning, darting into the women's shower next door.
"Hah! Hah! Hah!"
The most tense, dizzying moment of her life so far.
Probably the fastest speed she'd ever moved.
Convinced she'd escaped before Rubelt emerged from the shower, Chisaki caught her breath in relief amid her heaving pants.
"...Let's shower."
And for now, she decided to cool the heat still lingering in her body.
The plan was a success.
Chisaki had completely fallen for my body scent.
After entering the shower room and turning on the water, I watched Chisaki from inside.
Frosted on the outside, but transparent from within—clear view outward.
Chisaki entered slowly with dazed, unfocused eyes and a hazy expression.
She rummaged through the basket, first sniffing the dress shirt.
I could see her vacant eyes trembling faintly.
After deeply inhaling the shirt, she dug deeper into the basket, pulled out my underwear, and buried her nose in it.
It was my intent, but seeing Chisaki so utterly absorbed in my scent with my own eyes brought not just satisfaction, but a wicked thrill at having instilled pleasure into someone so fixated on battle.
The highlight: without anyone telling her, driven by pure instinct, she began masturbating while sniffing.
Suppressing the urge to interrupt and pounce, I watched her self-pleasure.
And Chisaki reached climax.
Her body twitched, eyes rolled slightly upward, and her frantically moving hand stopped.
As Chisaki hit her peak and lingered in the afterglow.
Creak creak—I turned off the faucet.
Whether from post-climax sage mode or regained senses, Chisaki snapped back, shoved all the clothes into the basket, and bolted out at blinding speed.
I thought she'd flee with the underwear in hand in her panic.
But she'd stuffed it back too—reason restored enough for that.
I exited the shower, toweled off my hair and body leisurely, then blow-dried my hair.
"Hmhmhmm~."
Smooth conquest of Chisaki; a hum escaped me naturally.
'Not much left now.'
The final stage for Chisaki to become my bitch and submit.
Only the most decisive part remained.
Chisaki finished showering and headed back to the training hall.
'What the hell did I just do? Why would I ever...'
Even as she walked, she couldn't comprehend her utterly abnormal behavior.
Even for Chisaki, what she'd done was shameful.
Lost in such worries, she arrived at the training hall.
"Chisaki, you're late?"
Rubelt was already showered and waiting.
"Ah, uh, yeah! Was drying my hair!"
Chisaki blurted a hasty excuse.
Rubelt smiled as usual.
"Fair enough, your hair's long. So, what's next? More training before you go?"
"Nah~ Heading home for today!"
"Alright? See ya."
"Yeah! S-See you tomorrow, Master!"
Normally she'd train a bit more before leaving, but Chisaki hurried straight home to her room.
"What was that today? Me... shoving my nose in Master's underwear and sniffing... Why!?"
Clutching her head on the bed, unable to understand why she'd done it, Chisaki pulled out the White Rose perfume Rubelt had given her today from Hepai.
"I-Is this perfume the problem? Did this stuff make me act weird...!?"
She spritzed some on her sleeve and sniffed.
"Ngh...!"
Her body reacted immediately to the scent.
A slight heat rose, a tiny happy feeling wrapping around her.
But with her exceptional nose, Chisaki discerned why.
It wasn't the perfume.
The memory of a specific scent that had wafted alongside the perfume was what excited her body.
And she knew exactly what that specific scent was.
"N-No way... me..."
Horrified by the unbelievable truth, Chisaki blurted it out.
"I got... aroused by Master's scent?!"