Chapter 33
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 33
Chapter Title: I've Become a Man Who Can Go All Day
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I've become a man who can go all day long.
[Name: May Luina]
[Epithets: Light of Humanity, Savior, Saintess]
[Gender: Female]
[Age: 22]
[Rank: S-Rank]
[Abilities: Sacrifice (Legendary), Miracle of Healing (Legendary), Light of Resurrection (Legendary), Holy Spear (Legendary) ...]
Due to possessing numerous abilities, information is restricted until the user requests to view it.
[Current Status: Mana Burn, Vegetative State, Unconscious]
The target is trapped in the abnormal status 'Eternal Prison'.
Eternal Prison: A curse that dissipates all mana in the body, seals the dantian, traps the soul in an eternal prison, and severs the connection between body and soul.
! Cannot be resolved through willpower alone.
! Eternal Prison Trait - Equivalent Exchange: The resolution method is permanently engraved on the target's body.
Infusion of Yang Energy
! The greater the target's physical and mental sexual arousal, the higher the effect.
When the Status Window user desires it, the engraving appears over the target's body.
! Yang energy must be infused into the engraving to resolve the curse.
[Curse Resolution Progress: 17%]
! The curse will be resolved when the progress reaches 100%.
While fastening the bra on the unconscious May Luina, I took the opportunity to check her Status Window.
"Oh."
My eyes immediately went to the bottom of the Status Window, to the curse resolution progress, and I let out a small exclamation at the 17% etched there.
17% already. Among the three, May Luina now had the highest progress.
Dain Adamas was at 14%, Mir Ryuin at 11%, so yes, at this point, May Luina was in the lead.
Just from playing her soft, jiggly mega-tits like instruments and making her faint orgasm in a mere 10 seconds, her curse resolution had jumped from 1% all the way to 17%—a 16% increase.
By simple math, that meant about six more fainting orgasms and May Luina would be free of the curse.
Of course, there was no guarantee that the progress would rise steadily like this even if I induced climaxes of the same intensity as today. The upward trend could stall or drop off at any moment.
So I shelved any baseless optimism that full resolution was just days away and decided to focus on the present.
I knew better than anyone how unfounded expectations could utterly ruin a person's life.
Better not to entertain expectations you can't handle in the first place.
"Hm."
I covered May Luina's mega-tits—still marked with red traces of my touch—with her pristine white bra, then draped the hospital gown front over them.
"Still, after inducing a fainting orgasm, there's this awkward time lag afterward."
Click. Click. Click.
As I buttoned up the top of her hospital gown, a sense of dissatisfaction settled over me.
Thanks to years' worth of deep sleep, my yang energy reserves were brimming at about ten times my usual capacity.
No risk of passing out pathetically like yesterday, and realizing that sleep fully recharged my yang meant no need to hold back for tomorrow.
That's why I'd planned to make May Luina climax all day today, and discovering my talent for turning women into instruments had ignited my passion like fresh fuel the moment I realized it.
No exaggeration—I'd become a man who could truly go all day.
But in the heat of the moment, swept up in excitement and unleashing my talent unchecked, I'd made her faint orgasm and overlooked one key fact.
The fact was...
"May Luina's such a pathetic premature pervert she can't even handle my full talent."
Just kneading her breasts had been enough to push her into a fainting orgasm, severing her consciousness completely. She was that fragile.
Sure, it was only possible because of my unique talent for turning women into instruments—a result no one else could achieve—but that hardly mattered.
What really mattered was that not just May Luina, but Dain Adamas and Mir Ryuin were pathetic premature types just like her.
Though those two weren't quite the sleazy, creepy perverts she was, so maybe skip calling them perverts.
"At this rate, should I put all three in one room and work on them simultaneously... no, treat them together?"
If I could pull that off, it would produce a triple harmony no one else in the world could create.
The top three in the World Hero Ranking—apex awakeners all—each crying out in unique moans under my touch, blending into a chord that formed the music I desired.
Just imagining it made my chest swell with grandeur, to the point where I'd praise Stay as some kind of genius instrument-maker...
"...No, no. That's straight-up insane. The moment I suggest it, their grudge would scar their pride forever. I'd be dead the instant their treatments ended."
Even one-on-one, those personality wrecks nitpick how embarrassing their own treatment is. Induce fainting orgasms, complain about the time lag, then orchestrate a trio in one room? They'd never let that slide.
Fantasies are most beautiful when they stay just that—fantasies.
"So what now? How can I maximize efficiency?"
After fully buttoning her gown and pulling the blanket up to her neck to restore her to pristine condition, I crossed my arms and pondered.
It didn't take long for several optimal-efficiency strategies to pop into my head.
First: For these pathetic premature types, dial it back just shy of fainting orgasm, edging them persistently and relentlessly.
"Hm... not bad."
For a first idea, it was pretty solid.
Because holding them at the peak of orgasm without letting them faint, tormenting them steadily and obsessively—that was edging, in professional terms.
Making those three beg me to let them climax, plead for fainting orgasms. The thought alone sent thrilling shivers down my spine.
"Still, don't want to fill up on the first bite. Let's consider the others."
Second: Knock one out with a quick fainting orgasm, then move straight to the next pathetic premature girl.
In simple terms, rotate like I did yesterday.
With my yang reserves at ten times yesterday's level, as long as I slept well, I wouldn't run dry mid-session.
Meaning I could just meet all three daily and ravage them one by one, like before.
May Luina's 16% jump from one fainting orgasm showed that hitting all three in a day would drastically shorten the treatment timeline.
"Hmm... putting this on hold for now."
But this one was on hold.
Because when the goal is purely inducing a fainting orgasm, I can pour my full focus into it. But if the goal shifts to chaining them together, my heart and mind won't fully commit to each individual fainting orgasm.
Playing May Luina as my personal instrument today made it clear: my talent resonates with my sincerity.
Turning someone into an instrument requires total immersion in them.
Only then can you predict the sound from pressing a specific body part with precise pressure while your other hand works elsewhere.
Humans aren't instruments; they're free-willed beings. Treating them as such demands intense concentration.
Total immersion in your partner consumes substantial mental energy, distinct from yang.
Plenty of yang doesn't mean plenty of mental stamina.
In short, I want to pour my heart into every session.
Rotating would dilute that sincerity to a third.
This was a luxury I could afford now that I'd discovered my heaven-sent talent for doing the impossible as if it were natural.
So the second option was on hold.
If I gained the experience and skill to treat all three as instruments simultaneously with full immersion each, rotation might work then.
But it was too soon for that.
Not even sure if I'd reach that level before fully curing their curses.
"Then the third option..."
With May Luina sleeping soundly beside me, I continued brainstorming to solidify my future direction.