Chapter 43
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 43
Chapter Title: The Best She Could Do
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This was the best Mir Ryuin could do right now.
...Ah. Right, I passed out.
Fainting from climax was different from losing consciousness voluntarily—it demanded time to replay the moments just before blackout once you came to.
An ordinary person might take quite a while to recall the situation right before passing out, but Mir Ryuin, true to her title as Lord of Magic, processed it with unparalleled mental speed, reviewing everything in an instant.
...Ugh.
She knew intellectually that it was absolutely necessary to break the curse, but for someone like Mir Ryuin—who feared nothing in the world and could accomplish any desire or duty with effortless ease—the fact that she'd fainted from climax at the hands of a mere F-rank awakener was utterly humiliating.
And it wasn't just any fainting climax. She'd been lightly, teasingly scratched on her ass by Stay, let her guard down for a split second, and then his palm had smacked down—sending her over the edge into blackout.
The previous time, she could at least excuse it by saying it was because he'd mercilessly plunged into her anal weak spot, a shared vulnerability for strong women, with her defenseless and unable to resist. But not this time.
Wh-what? Just a smack on the ass and I faint from climax... This shouldn't have happened...!
Because this fainting climax had come purely from that ass smack alone—an absurd event that would make even the most pathetic premature masochist pervert blurt out, "Huh? Fainting from a spanking? That doesn't make any sense!"
And to top it off, the same spanking had made her faint from climax twice in a row. For Mir Ryuin, it was an irrefutable, undeniable situation.
In the end, she was cornered into admitting she wasn't just some pathetic premature loser—she was a total disgrace who fainted from climax just from her ass getting smacked.
Ugh... I won't admit it. No, I refuse...! Next time, I'll tell him to try again. I won't embarrass myself like today—I'll endure to the end until he's exhausted and mock him outright: "That's all you've got? As expected, Stay, you're pathetic. Heh."
Even faced with the undeniable reality, Mir Ryuin's pride refused to yield. She rejected the truth in the most pathetic way, igniting her will for a rematch.
Yeah, if I tell him to spank my ass again... Ugh. C-can I endure it? Hah... Can I really hold out?
But pride-blinded denial of reality lasted only a moment. The lingering, stinging heat in her ass cheeks brought back the sensations from before, sharp as ever.
Stay's huge, heavy, merciless palm—yet somehow considerate enough not to hurt me for real—each smack making my womb quiver, shock and pleasure flashing through my entire body like lightning... And I blacked out from climax after just three... It's terrifyingly powerful...
Kyuuung.
Haaah...♥ N-no. I can't go through that again! Just remembering the impact has my womb gearing up to surrender. Defeat's already etched in deep...!
Winning her ass versus Stay's spanking showdown was, as she herself admitted, impossible.
Just recalling the memory made her womb descend involuntarily, prepping her ass cheeks for the next smack. Her womb had already conceded defeat.
Once the womb accepted defeat, no path to victory existed in that scenario.
No spanking. Right, trying to outlast the spanking is hopeless. If I take that again, my womb and I will both admit defeat. Yeah. It's like fighting a natural disaster... Wait, but I can beat natural disasters, so bad analogy. Something else? No, that's not the point. The point is trying to endure Stay's spanking is foolish.
Having learned that lesson physically today, Mir Ryuin doused her rematch flames from moments ago and sought other ways she could win.
To defeat an opponent, first know thyself and know thy enemy.
Mir Ryuin knew herself better than anyone, so she skipped self-analysis and rummaged through her memories to understand Stay.
The most recent event came first: the moments right before he'd made her faint from climax.
Yes, analyze the latest Stay. Information gets outdated the further back you go.
Deciding to review Stay's data in reverse chronological order, Mir Ryuin immediately recalled his words just before her blackout.
[Um, does it still hurt a lot?]
[It hurts? For real? It still hurts right now?]
[Hmm, yeah, it's definitely still nice and warm. So, Mir Ryuin, does it still hurt?]
[It doesn't hurt, right?]
[You need to answer so I can think about improvements for the next treatment. I'm asking. Answer me, Mir Ryuin. It doesn't hurt, right?]
[Jeez, I keep asking if it hurts and you dodge every time. What's the deal? Anyway, your voice is more than half sweet little gasps now. Whatever, it seems like it doesn't hurt, so we'll call it not hurting.]
[Oh, and just so you know, "until it's done" means until you faint from climax.]
Mir Ryuin's peerless intellect reproduced his voice perfectly—volume, tone, inflection, even the emotions woven in—as if she were hearing it anew.
Calmly reviewing Stay's perfectly recreated lines from right before her fainting climax, Mir Ryuin pondered briefly before reaching a conclusion about him.
...Stay seemed a little angry.
He was still polite, and every question seemed considerate of her well-being, but one crucial element was missing from his voice.
No genuine care in his tone...
Too focused on her hypersensitive ass being teased by his fingertips back then, she hadn't noticed—but replaying it now, his words wore a mask of consideration without the real warmth behind it.
Compared to his previous teasing of her ass and anus, where his touches and voice brimmed with unmistakable care, Mir Ryuin could only conclude he was angry.
Why? Why get mad all of a sudden? I'm the one who got spanked mercilessly and passed out... Why...?
Even with her supreme intellect, Mir Ryuin couldn't pinpoint the exact reason this time.
She could easily deduce he was angry through analysis, but she had no way of knowing he resented her enough not to want to feel sorry for her.
Why's he mad at me? He's just an F-rank. He doesn't even have the qualifications to envy me like those clueless A-ranks or S-ranks. Is there any reason he'd be angry at me?
Because Mir Ryuin was someone greater than anyone else—she could do anything she wanted and have anything she desired.
She ignored even the hordes who worshipped and followed her, so she had no reason to care about some human harboring anger toward her.
Thus, Mir Ryuin couldn't grasp why Stay held resentment toward her.
Hmm, provoking Stay's anger right now would be troublesome. I'm in a position to receive one-sided treatment—any backlash would hurt only me. I need to soothe him somehow...
Judging it impossible to uncover the reason now, Mir Ryuin focused solely on grasping that his anger was bad for her and pondered how to dispel it.
Not once recalling what she'd done to him, she schemed only to resolve the situation threatening her—supremely shameless behavior.
Perfectly in character for Mir Ryuin. Stay, who had been silently listening to her monologue from the sidelines, suddenly spoke up.
"You don't need to worry about that."
Hiyak?! Wh-what? H-he's here?
"Yeah, I was waiting for you to wake up. Didn't expect to overhear your soliloquy, though."
Mir Ryuin panicked wordlessly for a moment, but only a moment.
Regaining her composure, she coldly assessed the awkwardness was inevitable and acted in her own interest.
Hmm, well. If he's heard it, no helping that. Fine, since he has, I'll ask one thing. Why are you mad at me, Stay? Shouldn't you be the one mad, not me?
She voiced her unresolved question outright.
Stay nodded at Mir Ryuin's brazen query—a natural assumption from her ignorant perspective.
But instead of agreeing, he merely nodded and answered her doubt.
"I just didn't want to feel sorry for you, Mir Ryuin. It reminded me of the old days. What happened between us. Being summoned day and night whenever you wanted, experimented on over and over, treated like less than human... You slept soundly after putting me through that, but it felt unfair for only me to feel guilty toward you. So I got a bit mad and hit a little harder on purpose to avoid hearing you say it hurt."
...
"Curiosity satisfied now?"
Uh, uh-huh. Y-yeah.
Never expecting such words from Stay, Mir Ryuin was utterly flustered.
Her voice betrayed her shock, drawing a chuckle from Stay as he gently stroked her forehead.
"Anyway, no need to worry. Like I said before, treating you all is mostly for my sake. You won't face any disadvantages in treatment now or in the future. I promise."
His stroking hand and voice toward Mir Ryuin overflowed with tenderness.
Tenderness unimaginable from the man who'd just casually, honestly bared his old wounds.
...
That tenderness directed at her—the very perpetrator of those wounds—stirred an unfamiliar sensation in her heart, pounding for the first time in her life.
What is this? Why's my heart suddenly pounding? I've never felt this before. Why now...?
"And yeah, I was mad at you. But that's fine too."
What?
Not giving her time to analyze the anomaly gripping her heart, Stay tossed out words that rattled her mind.
Mad, but it's okay.
Those words sent a different sensation crashing down on her heart—not the prior pounding, but a sinking thud.
What? Why's this happening? Why am I so anxious?
The inexplicable anxiety that sank her heart grew sharper with Stay's continuing words, tightening its grip.
"I don't know if you plan to apologize or not, but I wasn't expecting one anyway, so no need. We're not close enough for apologies, reconciliation, that sort of thing, right? Our levels don't match for carrying on like that. Besides, once treatment's done, we won't see each other again. I don't want anything from you."
Wha-wha?
"I'm really fine. So just get your treatment comfortably, recover fully, and go back to being the world's number two hero, the Lord of Magic."
He was saying nothing but good things—perfectly fine words with no downside for her.
So why did her chest feel so choked, so tight?
For some reason, Mir Ryuin felt more miserable than ever, even worse than her vegetative state.
Inexplicable, unpleasant sensations without a clear cause.
As these gripped her heart in suffocating distress...
"Oh, right. You asked me a question, so I'll ask one too. I didn't get an answer earlier. My wrist got hurt—how should I handle it? Might be tough for tomorrow's treatment."
Stay asked in the most casual tone.
The same ridiculous question that had infuriated her before, making her think, "Is he mocking me?"
But hearing it again now, it was the most welcome sound imaginable to Mir Ryuin.
Because she had the perfect, easy solution for his problem.
Th-that! Just lie in the hospital bed and rest! This bed I'm on is an artifact with healing effects!
The special hospital bed where Mir Ryuin, Dain Adamas, and May Luina had lain for a month—and still lay—was indeed an artifact, as she said.
The pinnacle of healing tech, designed solely for smooth patient recovery, incorporating every advancement.
Just lying there healed minor wounds and injuries, so Stay's wrist would recover easily on it.
What do you think? I'm the one receiving treatment from you, and if your wrist isn't fine, it'll hinder things like you said. So it's okay if we lie together and sleep...
Based on this logic, Mir Ryuin saw Stay sharing her bed for sleep as the most efficient solution for tomorrow's treatment.
Stay lying in the same bed as her. For some reason, she didn't hate the idea at all.
On the contrary, it instantly banished the heart-constricting misery from moments ago, lifting her mood.
"Oh, really? Nice info, thanks. Perfect for using on Dain Adamas's treatment tomorrow."
Huh?
"Well, it's late, so I'll head out. Good work today—see you next treatment session."
But his words snapped her mood back to square one, back to that constricting agony, and with that, he stood to leave her behind.
W-wait!
The realization he was leaving triggered a reflexive stop from Mir Ryuin's lips.
"Yes? Something to say?"
He paused at her words, and to his question, she blanked for a second before speaking cautiously, her voice trembling just shy of servile.
M-me too... stay and sleep.
This was the best Mir Ryuin could do right now.