Chapter 42
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 42
Chapter Title: No Words of Pain Allowed
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I had to make sure no words like "it hurts" came out of Mir Ryuin's mouth.
My genius techniques were talents that could only be fully unleashed thanks to my exquisite wrist snaps.
Whether kneading May Luina's tits, tapping Dain Adamas's lower belly, or smacking Mir Ryuin's plump ass, my wrist always maintained perfect form, turning my will into reality.
I could confidently say that every caress began at the wrist and was perfected at the fingertips—to the point where, in treating these three women, the importance of my wrist surpassed anything else I possessed.
So, with my wrist now injured to the point where it could no longer function properly, it was only natural that I thought I was utterly screwed.
"Ha... This is really bad."
In this completely hopeless situation, even my creativity—the greatest contributor to quickly raising May Luina and Mir Ryuin's curse relief gauges—couldn't produce a solution to cover this unexpected wrist injury issue.
"What the hell am I supposed to do?"
Feeling like I wanted to borrow even a cat's paw, I desperately asked Mir Ryuin, who had just woken from her knockout climax.
"With my wrist like this, I won't be able to properly treat Dain Adamas tomorrow. What am I gonna do?"
Hearing my earnest question, Mir Ryuin responded in a flat, emotionless voice—one that made it impossible to believe she'd just had an intense knockout climax—accompanied by a moan so sincere it felt like auditory protection was needed.
[You're asking me about that?]
"Yes?"
[You turned my, uh, ass into this, and now you're saying, 'I had so much fun smacking your ass that my wrist hurts. What should I do?']
"Ah."
It wasn't emotionless; her voice tone had just dropped because she was fucking pissed.
I shifted my gaze slightly from where Mir Ryuin's voice echoed in my head to the source of her extreme anger.
There, even after enough time had passed for her to wake from a knockout climax, her soft, plump ass—still stamped with my handprints and flushed bright red—jiggled with bouncy elasticity.
"...S-Still, no bruises or wounds! It's just, uh, a bit... a lot? Red, that's all."
Even after spanking so wildly that my wrist ached, Mir Ryuin's plump ass was just tantalizingly red—no wounds or bruises, only the thought that it looked insanely hot.
Of course, since I'd spanked with the sole intention of avoiding injury, her ass turning red without harm was exactly as intended—a perfectly natural outcome.
The key distinction between SM play and abuse is whether wounds are left behind.
Of course, some into SM prefer aggressive play that leaves marks, but I hated that.
Leaving scars on someone you like? When you should be cherishing and cradling them, worrying if they'll get even a scratch—how could anyone justify that?
Of course, that doesn't mean I avoided hurting Mir Ryuin because I like her. Absolutely not.
I just hate hurting others.
Whether physically or emotionally, I've been hurt plenty myself, so I don't want to hurt anyone, nor be hurt by anyone.
That's why I abandoned life as an Awakener to pursue an ordinary daily routine.
At least it's more peaceful than Awakeners risking their lives for money, right?
I pictured the dream I could achieve once treating these three was done, then cautiously asked Mir Ryuin.
"Uh, by any chance, does it still hurt a lot?"
No wounds or bruises, but lingering pain was another matter.
I'd controlled the force so the impact reached only her womb without exceeding the pleasure threshold into outright pain—but that was by my standards. Only she knew how it felt to her.
So I asked, ready to take action if she said it hurt.
[What? You call that 'pain'? Of course it... Hngk?!♥]
Spotting the dreaded response forming on Mir Ryuin's lips, I quickly caressed her flushed-red plump ass before she could finish.
[J-J-Just for a bit♥ Stop it♥ S-Stay♥ What the hell are you doing right now?!♥]
"Does it hurt? For real? Does it still hurt?"
[Wh-What? Of course it... Hiiik!♥]
*Squeeze.*
"Hm, it's definitely still nice and warm. So, Mir Ryuin, does it still hurt?"
[D-Don't squeeze♥♥♥ It's s-sensitive♥♥♥ My bright red ass twitches at the slightest breeze♥ It tingles all the way to my womb♥ Squeezing it when it's this sensitive♥♥♥]
Even after quite some time, the heat lingered, proof that the afterglow of the spanking still remained.
With her ass this red, it would naturally hurt, and hearing "it hurts" wouldn't be strange.
But I didn't want those words from Mir Ryuin's mouth.
Hearing them would just make me feel unnecessarily guilty. I'd be the one losing sleep over remorse toward the woman who kidnapped me, forced an experiment contract, and subjected me to all sorts of tests—how unfair would that be?
Did Mir Ryuin feel any guilt after doing all that to me? Did she even think of me after the experiments ended? Did she keep me in her memories at all?
Well, she must remember me at least a little. When I entered this hospital room, she recognized and greeted me first, without me saying anything.
But that's where it ended.
She just kept me in memory, without investing any other emotions.
That's Mir Ryuin—no waste on anything unnecessary.
So I didn't want to waste pointless emotions like guilt or unease on her either.
I just wanted to sleep with the satisfaction of a treatment well done today.
Her curse relief gauge had hit 30% from today's session, more than enough for that sense of accomplishment.
That's why I had to ensure no "it hurts" escaped Mir Ryuin's lips to wrap up the day perfectly.
I stroked her still-warm plump ass with my palm and asked once more.
"It doesn't hurt, right?"
[Haaah♥♥♥ N-No petting♥♥♥ Stroking so tenderly♥♥♥ Then asking with ulterior motives♥♥♥ I can't answer honestly♥♥♥]
Her responses dodged with nonsense about motives and honesty.
No point asking like this, so to coax a good answer, I gently scratched only the bright-red parts of her huge, plump, bouncy, soft, insanely hot ass with my nails and asked seriously again.
"You have to answer so I can think about improvements for next treatment. I'm asking. Answer me, Mir Ryuin. It doesn't hurt, right?"
[Hiiik♥♥♥ N-Nails♥ Scratching with nails♥♥♥ My plump ass so sensitive it jiggles from a breeze♥♥♥♥ Gently scratching♥♥♥ My pathetic side's exposed, can't hide it♥♥♥ Gonna cum again♥♥♥]
Just lightly scratching with raised nails to tickle, and Mir Ryuin spat out her true feelings—stuff she should've hidden to protect her pride—while squirting pussy juice everywhere.
Even after a knockout climax that boosted her curse relief by 19%, just lightly scratching her ass with nails made her aroused again. Mir Ryuin was definitely a total pervert.
Huh, didn't expect it to be this easy.
When planning to silence her "it hurts," I figured it'd take at least 10 minutes: stroking, kneading, tickling, blowing air, lightly smacking to make it jiggle just right, drowning her in pleasure.
With my injured wrist, it'd be tough, so I'd steeled myself.
[Hikuuut♥♥♥ My w-womb♥♥♥ Remembering how it got smacked wildly earlier♥♥♥ Recalling Stay's touch♥♥♥ Teasing and scratching like this, my ass might never forget Stay's touch♥♥♥]
But in under 3 minutes, she was completely melted in pleasure and aroused.
Wrist hurts anyway—easy end is good. Time to wrap it up.
"Jeez, I keep asking if it hurts, but you dodge every time. What gives? Anyway, your voice is over half sweet moans now. Guess it doesn't hurt, so we'll call it that."
Feeling a twinge of emptiness toward this ridiculously easy-to-break quick-arousal pervert Mir Ryuin, I stopped my fingers circling and gently scratching her plump ass.
[I-It stopped...♥ Almost disaster, but it ended just in time♥ If a bit more, I'd definitely have... to Stay...♥]
"Oh, by the way, 'session ends' means knockout climax."
[Huh?]
*Smack!*
To the relieved Mir Ryuin, I delivered a monumental spank—half the usual force, but enough to make her plump ass jiggle wildly.
"Ugh!"
My wrist throbbed with pain from that alone—proof of how damaged it was—but it was fine.
[Hikuuuuut!?!!!♥♥♥♥♥♥♥]
*Drop.*
[Target has fainted. Connection terminated.]
Because this spank was the finale for today.