Magical Girl Rika

"According to the report, the human inside the experiment vat called herself a magical girl. Watching her continuously pour out power far exceeding the instruments' averages, it seems she truly does possess Magic, just as the name implies.

"We managed to capture her at the cost of four or five combatants, but owing to what the magical girl calls the Power of the Heart, we've made no progress whatsoever.

"You'll hear the details from them."

We left the Total Commander's office and set out.

I hadn't noticed earlier in my daze, but this place was enormous. It felt like a warship, or perhaps one of those mega-corporations straight out of a cyberpunk world.

What mattered was that this woman, Masti Benelov, commanded tremendous respect.

Everyone who crossed her path either saluted with a cry of "Loyalty!", bowed at the waist, or clasped their hands in prayer. Witnessing such a curious spectacle, she truly lived up to her role as the head of a corruption organization.

Most of them were combatants, and the fact that none of them were human was something of a downside.

After walking a little farther, I arrived at the place where I'd first regained consciousness.

At the experiment vat where the magical girl was held.

The elf and the tentacle-headed one, who had been watching the control panels, seemed to sense Masti's footsteps and immediately turned around. Just as they were about to salute, Masti raised a hand in a gesture that said it was unnecessary.

"We've already exchanged greetings. You've both worked hard. Sinistra, Dexter."

""Not at all.""

"The elf is Sinistra, the tentacle one is Dexter. This is Vendetta."

So Vendetta is my name, then. I bowed my head.

"I look forward to working with you. Sinistra, Dexter."

"So you've agreed to cooperate? Excellent. Do lend us your considerable assistance going forward."

"I look forward to working with you as well, Vendetta."

"Now then, to the matter at hand. Explain this woman to us."

Sinistra operated something like a tablet PC and began to speak.

"She is a target we anticipate will serve as a critical foothold for invading the magical girl dimension. However… even when left to thrash about in agony, she refuses to surrender.

"Brainwashing and suggestion both fail to take proper hold, so it's quite difficult.

"We could administer massive doses of drugs and turn her into a personality-less puppet, but samples of this caliber are hard to come by. Sacrificing four or five combatants just to create a single one… the cost-benefit simply doesn't add up."

I asked.

"Is there any other information?"

"What sort of thing are you looking for?"

"Ordinarily, magical girls become what they are in order to protect something."

"Protect? I cannot comprehend that."

So that's why they brought me here.

"Then, is there anyone who appears to have a close relationship with that woman?"

"Hmm…"

Sinistra pondered for a moment, manipulated the tablet several times, then spoke.

"She'll be here shortly."

Suddenly the door opened, and someone in combatant attire approached us.

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"Glory to Benelov."

The combat suit was blatant. A form-fitting suit that clung to the body while exposing the chest—clothing designed to draw the eye. Was this the image of a combatant that Benelov desired?

"Introduce your name."

"Yes. The previous individual's name was Soyeong. An unnecessary name within Benelov."

"Right. The magical girl seemed to be calling out the name Soyeong."

"Then this might be easier than expected?"

"With just this?"

Sinistra squinted as if he couldn't understand at all.

Well then—now for the preparations.

"Is there any particular method you can use for brainwashing or administering pleasure? How far does your technology go…?"

"Ask about what we cannot do. If you wish to read the information registered in that woman's brain, it's right here. Would you like to read it?"

I naturally nodded.

The tablet displayed characters I clearly shouldn't have been able to read, yet I understood them. It felt as if the information was flowing directly into my mind.

Oh ho. So that's how it is.

She's a magical girl, and she fought desperately searching for this woman named Soyeong before finally being captured and brought here. Tomboyish—never treated much like a girl.

I read a bit more carefully, then spoke.

"Could you wake that woman up?"

I regained consciousness within pitch-black awareness. Damp and clammy, yet I felt a strange sensation of my body—especially my lower abdomen—growing warm.

When I opened my eyes, glass surrounded me on all sides. Why am I here…?

Ah, right. Soyeong. I came looking for Soyeong, and… I failed to notice an attack coming from behind and lost consciousness. Of all people, it had to be someone I knew—I let my guard down…

"Have you come to?"

The four figures beyond the glass tube were all equally unpleasant. One was an elf, one a black-haired woman draped in fur, one wasn't even a human head but tentacles…

…And one was a human just like me. That man seemed to be the one who spoke to me. As for me, I twisted my lips.

"Yeah, just peachy. Where is this? What the hell are you planning to do to me?"

"Lots of questions. Let's take them one at a time. As for where this is—it's Benelov's laboratory, nestled in the gaps of space-time."

"Benelov? So that's your name, huh? What's your goal? What are you planning to do, locking me up like this?"

"Recruiting you into Benelov is one option, but right now our purpose is you. We're going to break your will, corrupt you, and make it so you can't live without me."

That man stared at me with clear interest. This is ridiculous. Like I'd ever become something like that.

"I'd appreciate it if you'd cooperate with the questions we're about to ask."

"You think I'm going to tell you anything?"

"Of course you will. You're going to agree to every single one of our conditions. Now, come here."

The man pointed somewhere… and a familiar person entered my field of vision.

"So—Soyeong!!"

"…"

Soyeong looked at me with eyes that had lost their light. These bastards…!!

"What did you do to Soyeong!! I'll kill you!!"

"Quite the intense reaction. See? People place great importance on their bonds.

"Relax. A hostage has to be left unharmed to remain a hostage, right? We absolutely won't lay a hand on her, so don't worry. Her safety is guaranteed."

"You…!"

"That's right. Magical girls are beings who protect people, aren't they? You know what will happen to Soyeong if you don't cooperate more fully, don't you?"

Truly—pure vileness itself.

"You'll cooperate, won't you?"

At the man's question, I pressed my lips together.

…Then nodded.

"If you protect Soyeong."

"Then… what do you magical girls fight for?"

"Isn't it obvious? To protect the world from evil organizations like yours."

"And your precious people?"

"My parents. And… Soyeong."

"I thought as much. You wouldn't go this far for just some acquaintance. This is looking promising."

The man wore a meaningful smile.

"What does that outfit of yours mean? Those fluttering frills? That red dress of yours? Do magical girls share the same body?"

"…I have no idea what you're talking about. You pervert bastard."

"Saying you'll cooperate while getting so embarrassed—that means you wanted something like that all along."

"You, you…!!"

"You've been tomboyish since you were little, so no one treated you like a girl, right? And you probably transformed into a magical girl to protect that Soyeong girl."

"…"

"Looks like I hit the bullseye. Good. I'm starting to see where to touch first. Then shall we start by weakening that 'Power of the Heart' of yours?"

Of course, those words weren't worth listening to.

The Power of the Heart was a kind of magical barrier that wrapped around my entire body to carefully protect a magical girl's heart. Asking me to release it… meant he planned to toy with me however he pleased.

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…To protect her, I had no choice but to release it.

"That's right. You have no choice. You came to rescue Soyeong, didn't you? Being the righteous magical girl that you are. I'm glad you're moving just as I expected."

"Shut up."

…I released about half of my Power of the Heart.

"Huh…?"

Suddenly a strange sensation washed over me. Something hot yet cold spreading through my entire body—a mild fever seeming to linger across my skin while making my heart race.

For some reason my breath grew short and my head ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠felt hazy…

"…What did you do to me."

"Looks like that Power of the Heart was also suppressing the effects of the aphrodisiac. And it seems you don't even know what pleasure is."

He nodded as if understanding something.

Despite the glare I shot him, the man scanned the device in his hand this way and that, then touched something.

"Then this should do nicely."

Click. An unpleasant sound rang out.

With a whirr—something that looked like it would fire a laser came before my eyes. A pink laser pointer aimed at my forehead.

Go ahead and try. Even if you try to blow my head off with a laser, I'll deflect it.

"Don't make such a scary face. I'm not going to shoot there."

It moved downward, aiming at my lower abdomen. Why there? There's nothing there.

"I'll begin."

Light was fired toward that very place that tormented me every time I had my period. Even though it should have been something weak that the Power of the Heart would normally block, it so easily penetrated beneath my magical girl outfit, through my skin—and I felt heat.

In that instant, my entire body tingled.

A sensation of my lower abdomen clenching, clenching, clenching. Unfamiliar. Unfamiliar, yet something I absolutely didn't want to experience was surging forth.

What is this? What?

"W-wait a se—"

Ah, wait. Something, something is coming from my lower abdomen. My senses are going white. I can't feel my arms and legs bound to the machine, or even my pulse. Only my womb and lower abdomen remain.

It's trembling.

Trembling, trembling. Gradually faster. Thump, thump-thump, thump-thump-thump—racing like a heart when I first felt love. What is this. No. I, I don't know this.

"Hnn…!"

Strength began flooding into my entire body. But all I could feel was my womb. Trembling. Trembling. Something…. A strange feeling—

In that moment, I held my breath without realizing it. Strength filled my whole body, as if trying to endure something.

That man definitely did something. I can't, understand, but my teeth clench on their own and tears well up, yet it doesn't hurt…! I didn't need to go to the bathroom…!

My spine shivers, my head tingles like electricity is flowing through it…!

"Hi, aaaah…!!"

In the end, my lower half convulsed against my will and released what I'd been holding back.

Pssht, pssht.

That strange sound… was that all coming from me?

Disgraceful.

"Ha, haa. Ha…"

"Congratulations on your first climax."

A strange sensation. Like rolling around on soft, fluffy jelly. Strength filled my whole body so my muscles screamed—yet at the same time I felt myself melting away.

A tingling, filthy warmth, the liberation of releasing what I'd held back. That afterglow still lingered deep inside my womb.

"We're going further."

Hiiiit!?

An unknown sensation crashed over me so hard I had to clench my teeth. My womb started thumping again, trying to feel something. This is a sensation I don't know, so why is this happening…!

The laser moved little by little. I'd thought it was just drawing a line, but it moved in curves, gradually forming a shape.

A heart.

An indecent, shameless tattoo was being engraved, obvious at a glance.

If it had been torture, I could have endured it… but it felt like he was calling me a toy, which made it even more disgusting.

But contrary to that disgust, my body was trembling again. This time, a bit more than before—tingling, my heart pounding.

The moment that tattoo was completed—

"Hiiieeuk…!!"

Again, pssht, pssht… I disgracefully sprayed something out.

Ah, ha…. A tingling yet hot sensation spread from inside my head. Warm, and somehow reassuring. What on earth is this sensation.

…What am I saying. Me. Get a grip.

"…You, you…. What, did, you do."

"You might unconsciously restore your Power of the Heart while you sleep, after all.

"That's a Status Fixation Brand. A brand that locks your Power of the Heart in place, while also making it impossible for you to refuse the pleasure delivered to you.

"In short, a Lewd Mark. With that, you should be able to feel a little more."

When that bastard touched the tablet again, a mask slowly approached my face.

"Stage one is complete. I had my suspicions, but you really were a pure little girl who didn't even know what pleasure was."

"Shut your mouth…!"

"Take a little nap. While you sleep, I'll teach you what feels good."

"No, wait. Stop…!"

Before I could say anything more, the mask covered my face.

"When you wake up, you'll understand what it means to come."

With those words, a sweet fragrance invaded my mind… and my consciousness went dark.

"That should do for now. If we manipulate her a bit using dreams, the second stage should work."

"You look oddly pleased."

I checked Masti's expression, but she merely nodded as if satisfied.

"I look forward to it. Sinistra, Dexter. Do as this man says with the magical girl."

""Yes.""

After Masti said that and left, Dexter spoke, his tentacle head writhing strangely. I'll set aside for now how a tentacle head can even speak.

"Most fascinating. To think one could accomplish this much with merely a single human of different knowledge. What do you intend to do next?"

Is that strangely excited tone just my imagination?

"…We'll need to teach her what pleasure is while she sleeps. And… I'd also like to create an aphrodisiac."

"An aphrodisiac? We have plenty of tho—"

"No, that."

It's a bit embarrassing, but I should say it.

"Something like an aphrodisiac that can arouse her using my own fluids."