Chapter 40
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 40
Chapter Title: Eavesdropping (2)
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‘Press the nipple firmly and slowly rotate it clockwise.’ This was a caress Stay had devised specifically to torment May Luina—for her and her alone.
It only fully worked its magic on tits as big and soft as May Luina’s, with nipples exactly the right size to press down firmly with the thumb. In other words, it was a caress made exclusively for May Luina.
Unless someone was a total pathetic premature pervert slut like May Luina, whose entire body was an erogenous zone, just slowly twirling the nipple would feel lukewarm at best. That’s why this caress was born solely for her—and could only work on her!
Or so May Luina fantasized.
‘But why is Mir Ryuin the one getting it?’
It was true that ‘press the nipple firmly and slowly rotate it clockwise’ had been made for May Luina. But it wasn’t created solely for her, as she imagined.
Stay had simply heard her ask for something gentle and thought, ‘Sure, I’ll go easy then.’ That casual mindset led him to come up with ‘press the nipple firmly and slowly rotate it clockwise.’
It wasn’t made exclusively for her at all, like she thought.
‘Stay made it for me. Just for me. He heard my wish to be treated gently and created this treatment. So why? Why is Mir Ryuin getting my exclusive treatment?’
But right now, May Luina couldn’t keep her reason intact the moment those words left Stay’s mouth: ‘press the nipple firmly and slowly rotate it clockwise.’ So she clung to her delusion as if it were truth, her body trembling with rage.
‘I can’t accept this. The only tits Stay gets to grope are mine. Mir Ryuin only needs her ass touched anyway. Her imprint is only on her ass, so there’s no need for her tits to be touched at all. Why is she getting her tits groped? It doesn’t make sense. In my case, imprints are all over my body, so it doesn’t matter where he touches. But Mir Ryuin is different. She only needs her ass touched... No, her ass is all she should get touched! So why her tits, which don’t even have an imprint...!’
The more her unheard cries echoed in the void, the hotter the rage burned in May Luina’s chest.
‘Huh?! Oh no. Even if I’m mad, I need to calm down first and think rationally. Rage that clouds your vision is the greatest enemy that leads humans to ruin! Hoo, whoo...!’
But it was only for a moment. As a master of emotional control who had survived nearly a lifetime walking the tightrope at the Papal Court, May Luina snapped back to her senses the instant she felt her anger reaching dangerous levels. She took deep breaths to rein it in.
Even for a master like her, quelling such surging fury in one go wasn’t easy.
There was only one reason she succeeded so swiftly.
‘Whooo, there’s no need to get this mad... I’ve never felt like this before, so I got a bit flustered.’
Even May Luina herself knew that Stay groping Mir Ryuin’s tits wasn’t something worth getting this angry over.
‘If I think rationally, it doesn’t really affect me whether Mir Ryuin gets her tits groped by Stay or not. It won’t impact my treatment either way. So why did I get so furious when I heard him say he’d grope her tits?’
The more she thought, the stranger the rage felt—the one that had nearly swallowed her moments ago.
‘It’s just Mir Ryuin getting her tits groped by Stay. That’s it. No bad effect on me at all. Hmm... Why? What’s the reason...?’
But figuring it out wasn’t easy, even for May Luina—who had survived the intrigues of the Papal Court to become one of its top powers.
‘It must be because I’m psychologically unstable right now... I never knew I could cry that much in the month I was a vegetable. Bawling like that, my mind couldn’t possibly be fine. Yeah, that has to be it.’
After wrestling with the mystery, the conclusion she reached was: ‘Just emotional turbulence from psychological instability.’
A lingering unease in her chest made even her doubt it was the real answer. But nothing else made sense.
‘Yeah. If this rage wasn’t from psychological instability, that would mean there’s some other reason I got that mad—and what could that be? What about Stay groping Mir Ryuin’s tits is worth my anger? Exactly. I just got annoyed that Stay—the only person I can communicate with right now—is spending time with someone else. And because I’m unstable, that annoyance ignited into rage.’
After rambling on at length, forcing herself to accept what she didn’t quite buy, May Luina let out a dramatic whoosh! of breath, pretending to feel refreshed.
‘Good. I know why I got mad now, and that it’s not worth getting mad over. So from here on, I can just listen to Stay’s voice casually to pass the time, without snapping like before.’
She tilted her ear back to the speaker, acting as if it truly didn’t faze her—like she was the epitome of cool, unbothered by whatever Stay did.
[Haha, Mir Ryuin. You were all smug just now, saying what could I even do with just groping your tits. But for someone who said that, you’re making some awfully cute noises, huh? Just like you said—only groping your tits a bit.]
‘...’
But the moment the speaker broadcast the live play-by-play of ‘Mir Ryuin getting her nipple pressed firmly and slowly rotated clockwise,’ May Luina’s smile vanished in an instant.
[Mir Ryuin’s tits don’t even have an imprint, so no worry about sucking out yang energy. I can grope them freely—love that. Keep feeling it so cutely. The cuter you are—unlike your usual self—the more excited I get to torment you harder.]
When ‘cute’ slipped from Stay’s lips toward Mir Ryuin for the second time, May Luina felt fresh rage bubbling up from deep in her chest.
‘...’
This was a violent emotional shift no one who’d just claimed they knew why they were mad—and that it wasn’t worth it—should show.
‘Krrrk...!’
Of course, no one was there to notice May Luina’s feelings change.
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[Hiiiing♥ S-Stay, you bastard♥♥♥ H-How dare you say such things to meee♥♥♥]
Infuriated by my words, Mir Ryuin tried to reassert her crumbled pride and pressure me like a cornered animal—the moment I started rotating her pink nipple clockwise.
If this were the usual Mir Ryuin, her survival instincts would’ve kicked in the second ‘insolent’ left her mouth, freezing her body stiff. But the Mir Ryuin before me now wasn’t her usual self.
Right now, she wasn’t the Lord of Magic. She was a pathetic, weak premature slut who lost her mind from just her nipple twirling under my thumb, squealing ‘hiiing♥.’
[Y-You’d better mean that♥ I-I’ll hold you to ittt heeeiing♥♥♥♥♥]
Of course, when a pathetic premature slut like her tries to intimidate, her fragile authority shatters the instant I switch from twirling to pinching.
I lightly stroked her tits with my palm as I watched her nipple-climax again from the casual pinch.
The sensation of her perky, erect nipple brushing my palm—thanks to all the clockwise twirling—gave me a massive hard-on. At the same time, I asked Mir Ryuin, still lost in the afterglow.
[Hiiik♥ Hiiiik♥ J-Just came♥ Nipples are sooo♥♥ Sensitive♥♥♥ And they’re rubbing against your big, feel-good palm♥♥♥ Making my mind floaty♥♥♥♥ Nooo♥♥♥♥ I’m Mir Ryuin♥♥♥♥ I can’t go to pieces from just my tits♥♥♥♥♥]
“Mir Ryuin, I think it’s time to stop with just the tits and move to the main event. That okay?”
[Wh-Whaaat♥♥♥ N-Nooo♥♥ Now’s no good♥♥♥♥ You tormented my tits so obsessively, my body’s all hot♥♥♥♥ If you train my ass now too♥♥♥♥ Fewer untouched spots left from your hands♥♥♥♥♥]
“But what can we do? Your imprints are on your ass and anus. To cure the curse, we have to target those. Besides, just tits gets kinda boring, right? Sex always stars the pussy and ass anyway.”
I hadn’t meant to blurt out my true feelings like that.
But it wasn’t wrong or unsayable—it was just plain truth—so I didn’t correct it.
What mattered to me now was tormenting Mir Ryuin’s chewy-soft-pink anus more than any of that.
[Th-That’s true buuut♥♥♥♥ Still, just wait a biiit······.]
“Okay. That’s permission. Treatment starting!”
[Wh-Whaaat?! W-Wait noo!]
I slipped my hand under Mir Ryuin’s lower back and gently flipped her over onto her stomach.
Lying on her back, her tits jutted out. On her stomach, her plump ass cheeks did. A body that stroked every male urge.
Having seen the ass cheeks responsible for half that sexiness—plump and perky—I couldn’t hold my hands back, even if I wanted to.
Slide, jiggle!
“Whoa.”
Pulling down her panties and pants together, her ass cheeks—temporarily squished by the elastic—sprang free and jiggled elastically once the fabric was off.
It looked like they were screaming in joyful liberation. I genuinely admired it, then spread my palm wide to amplify that freedom even more.
“Alright, ass-cheek torment starting!”
The moment I declared the start of Mir Ryuin-exclusive treatment, I slammed my wide-open palm down on those plump-soft-springy ass cheeks.
SMAAACK!!! Jiggle!
[Hiiiyaang!!!♥♥♥]