Dark Hound (2)
The rooftop of a construction site building late at night, bathed in the focus of countless stares.
On that rooftop, I was fucking Veronica.
Thud!! Thump!! Thud!!
“Ahht! Ahhhuuht! Masteeeeer!!!”
Even as I slammed my hips with brutal force, something strange caught my eye.
“Uht!”
“Mmph…!”
Ryuji and the four other brainwashed bastards were standing there in awkward, frozen postures.
Looking closer, they were all rock hard.
Oh?
Wait, was the filter actually peeling off?
There were easily thirty to forty guys up here on the roof.
The amount of Magi Veronica had gathered and offered me this time was—
“Whoa…”
My jaw dropped the moment I saw the number.
Veronica and I had run several experiments on Magi. We discovered that the amount that entered my body and amplified was five times the original value.
With this much recovered Magi, I now had enough to create two more bitches under Absolute Subjugation on the same level as Veronica.
No, that premise was wrong.
Veronica was originally a demon, a servant of the Demon King who already carried Magi within her. The amount spent modifying her had been that high. I needed to consider how much it would take to turn an ordinary human or a magical girl into a demon.
I’d check that later. For now, I needed to bring the rest of these guys to the same state as Ryuji.
I kept pounding my hips violently and spoke to Veronica.
“Veronica. Assist me.”
“Yes? Yeeeees!!!”
Veronica answered even as she took my cock. I kneaded her breasts while looking forward at the men staring at us in their stiff, awkward poses.
Veronica opened her mouth.
“Haaah!! You trash…! Don’t you dare look away! Burn it into your worthless eyes! Hngh!! Engrave Lord Theo’s greatness deep into your skulls!!!”
Whoosh!!!
In perfect sync with her words, I scattered Magi. Roughly fifty thousand.
I continued thrusting, gathering every last drop of the boiling climax into my cock and pouring the remaining Magi straight into her.
“I’m cumming, Veronica!!”
“It’s coming…! It’s coming, coming, cooooomiiing!!!”
Spurtttt!!! Spurrrrt!! Spuuuuuuuurt!!!
Thick, Magi-drenched semen gushed violently into Veronica’s womb.
“Ahik…! Hiiik! Hiiiiii!!!”
I lifted Veronica’s body, showing the men the point where my cock and her pussy were joined, and shouted at the Magi-soaked crowd.
“If you follow me, you too can have this power, this pleasure, this ecstasy. Can you see it? This is a pussy.”
Thrust!! Thrust!! Thrust!!
“Aahng! So good!! Master’s cock is so goooood!!!”
Their bodies began to tremble. Their eyes lost focus.
Vrrrr—!!!
Success for now.
Next was Deep Erosion.
I set the lifted Veronica back down and continued pounding her from behind. Her heels lifted off the ground as her eyes started to roll back.
SLAP!!!
“Haaaaaaaahng!!!”
Squiiiiiiish!!!
I smacked her ass hard to bring her back to her senses. Veronica opened her mouth again.
“Kyaaahk!!! Behold!! If you follow Lord Theo, all of you can—hiiik…! Feel this same pleasure!! You can, I swear!!!”
Fwaaaaaah!!!
A violet glow exploded from her lower belly.
The light burst outward in the form of thin purple threads, spreading in every direction and connecting to each of the men’s heads one by one.
Immediately after, I sensed the creation of the same corrupted emotion orbs I had made for Lika and Yua inside every single one of them.
And then—
Throb!!
Throb!!
Throb!!
Throb!!
I watched every cock on the rooftop swell with raging erections.
An explosive wave of emotion erupted. Lust to violate Veronica. Greed to possess her.
Fwooooooooosh!!!!
“Hnghuut! Ahuuuht!! Kyaaaaaaaahng!!! Master!!!!!”
Splash!! Splaaaaash!! Splash!!!
Veronica’s body convulsed nonstop as she kept squirting.
She had absorbed every last drop of their filthy sexual desire and reached her limit.
The emotions that had built up inside her converted into Magi and flowed straight back into me.
Thump!!!
“Urgh…!”
My heart burned hot, just like the first time I had taken in Veronica’s Magi and nearly overloaded.
I focused a portion of the Magi into my voice and roared.
“If you want to taste this pleasure too, prove your worth.”
““““““YES!!! LEADER!!!!””””””
BOOM!!!!
With that final shout, the Magi dissipated. Every delinquent on the rooftop dropped to their knees and slammed their foreheads to the ground before us.
I never stopped thrusting into Veronica’s pussy the entire time. After three more climaxes, the public sex show and brainwashing session finally came to a successful end.
“Yes! Understood! Leader!!”
After giving the order to Ryuji—whom I had appointed as my underboss—I dismissed the gathering and headed back to the mansion.
“No way this is real.”
I stared at the Magi value displayed in the status window, stunned.
I had used three hundred thousand Magi, but the amount that returned was five hundred thousand. After giving half to Veronica, this was what remained.
I spoke to Veronica, who was piggybacking on me.
“Veronica. With this much, it should be fine to start probing, right?”
“Hngh…! That’s…”
Still drenched in pleasure and unable to walk on her own, she let out a moan before answering cautiously.
“It is too reckless, Lord Theo.”
“Really? How does it compare to Eternal in his prime?”
Her lips sealed shut at my question. Then she continued carefully.
“To be completely honest… Even if we combined both our current Magi reserves, it would still fall far short of what I possessed at my peak.”
What? It was that bad?
Well, he had spread monsters across the city and gone on a rampage. It made sense.
I thought I had grown quite a lot in a short time, but apparently I hadn’t even scratched the surface.
“Is that so?”
“It is only enough to fight a single magical girl for about ten minutes.”
“Huh.”
So I had only laid down the most basic of foundations.
Still, whatever.
Squeeze!
“Ahht! Master.”
“What are you going to do if your master makes it so you can’t even walk?”
“I’m sorryyyy…”
“As punishment, I’ll fuck you all night long, so start practicing how to squeeze that pussy.”
“Yeees! Hup!”
Listening to Veronica’s faint, sweet moans in my ear, I returned to the mansion.
A brilliant yet unreal landscape unfolded within the Prism Garden.
At its center, five shining stones were embedded in a tree made entirely of gemstones.
From a small cabin near the jewel tree, a single fairy stepped out after opening the door.
Creaaaaak!
“Uuuuugh… So sleepy.”
Fairy Elise had come out on patrol once again to check on the condition of the Prism Stones.
Earth had regained peace after the Demon King Eternal vanished.
The Earth Goddess had created the Prism Garden as the planet’s final stronghold, along with the Prism Stones that selected and empowered magical girls whenever a Demon King appeared.
She had also created the fairy race to serve as guardians—managing the stones and forming contracts with the chosen magical girls.
It was the destined duty of their clan for Elise, who had contracted with the previous generation of magical girls and fought alongside them, to take on the guardian role until the next generation appeared.
“Haaa~ It’s already been about ten years. Shouldn’t it be time to hand it over to the next generation?”
Flapping her tiny wings as she flew toward the jewel tree, Elise let out a sigh.
Memories of the past rose in her mind.
“Pink, Blue, Yellow, Green, Purple……”
Even though ten years had passed since they parted, her life with those five friends remained her most treasured memory.
“The food was so good, too.”
Unlike the other fairies who spent their entire lives inside the Prism Garden, Elise had experienced life on Earth. She missed it just as much as her friends did.
Flap flap—!
Before she knew it, Elise had arrived in front of the jewel tree.
She glanced at the Prism Stones embedded in its center, then immediately turned around.
“Mmm~ No issues today either!”
As she slowly flew back the way she had come—
Vrrrr—
The Prism Stones trembled. It was faint, but unmistakable.
Of course, she never noticed.
In a small flower shop tucked at the end of an alley on the outskirts of D City.
Scratch, scratch—.
The woman with emerald-green hair closed the ledger after finishing the shop’s accounts.
She pressed hard on her throbbing temples.
Ten years ago, she had been Green Prism Emerald, one of the previous generation’s magical girls who defeated the Demon King Eternal and saved the world.
After returning the Prism Stone that held her magical power, she had gone back to being an ordinary person. Now she was simply a twenty-two-year-old owner of a struggling flower shop, barely scraping by under the weight of overdue wholesale payments and monthly rent.
Clatter—!
Just then, her younger sister—face heavily made up—burst out of the small room attached to the back of the shop, eyes glued to her smartphone.
“Unni, can’t you spot me some allowance? I need to buy the new cosmetics that just dropped.”
The older sister, who had been about to write down more numbers, let out a deep sigh.
“That again? Grow up already. You know perfectly well that after paying the flower wholesaler this month, we’re barely going to make rent.”
At the scolding, her younger sister puffed out her cheeks in a pout.
“Tsk. Unni, you’re seriously like an old lady. You don’t even know how to dress up and just wear that baggy apron every day. Are you planning to grow old and die as a pathetic, lonely spinster? I’m never living like you. I’m going to spend money like crazy, stay pretty, and live a fabulous life!”
Slam—!
The door to the back room slammed shut hard enough to rattle the walls.
She rubbed her aching head and stared blankly at her own reflection in the glass.
A plain, makeup-free face. Light green hair tied up in a messy bun.
Suddenly, memories from ten years ago surfaced—when she had fought against the Demon King’s army.
Even back then, her face had looked exactly like this.
The only differences were slightly more voluminous permed hair and a pastel-colored, frilly dress.
It was an appearance anyone would instantly recognize as “her,” yet thanks to the miraculous power granted by the Prism Stone, not even her family had known she was a magical girl.
In those days, every street she walked down had been flooded with blind adoration and cheers. Those burning gazes that looked at her as if she were a saint.
She had grown up nourished by that love. The world had dreamed as it watched her.
But the moment she returned the Prism Stone, all of it vanished like a mirage.
People still reminisced about and cheered for magical girls, but none of them knew that the source of that brilliant light was the exhausted, worn-down woman sitting right here.
No—they no longer even wanted to know.
It hadn’t taken her long to realize that the countless love once showered upon her had never been for her as a person. It had all been an illusion directed at the shell known as the “Prism Stone.”
“A spinster… I’m only twenty-two…”
The gentle healer who had once saved the world could only sigh under the pressures of daily life, completely unaware that within the darkness of D City, a catastrophe far more lethal than the Demon King from ten years ago was beginning to coil its roots deep into the earth.