Chapter 63
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 63
Chapter Title: He's Fallen So Hard for My Anal♥ No Helping It♥
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He's fallen so head over heels for my anal♥ No helping it♥
"Then I'll be going. See you on the next treatment day."
'Uhn, uhn...'
Clack.
'Phew...'
After Stay left with his farewell, Mir Ryuin finally exhaled the hot sigh she'd been holding back.
She wasn't actually sighing out loud in her vegetative state—it was just the feeling of it.
Only after sensing the mental connection sever as Stay departed could Mir Ryuin cautiously part her lips to speak.
'A-anal... I never imagined getting my ass groped could feel this good...'
The lingering ache from her ass—still red with handprints—and the faint, wistful emptiness in her anal, where three fingers had plunged in, dragged her thoughts back to Stay ravaging it.
'From the moment his fingers slid in, I couldn't resist at all. All I could do was squeal like a bitch in heat every time they moved inside my anal...'
Even on the first treatment day with Stay, fingers had invaded her anal and driven her to a fainting orgasm. But back then, the pleasure hadn't fully registered amid the overwhelming intensity—she'd just blacked out.
That's why, even on this second round, it felt like her first time all over again: wave after wave of unfamiliar ecstasy crashing through her, climax after climax.
And today's session? That squishy-chewy-steamy-hot-pink-anal-pounding marathon? Stay had gone at it with laser focus, dead set on wrecking her. It was pure, heartfelt teasing, the pleasure incomparable to day one.
Mir Ryuin had fallen completely to Stay's anal-training mode.
'Haaah... My anal feels so empty. My ass is burning, but inside... it's just this hollow ache...'
She could think her hole was loosened up after taking three fingers so easily, but Mir Ryuin's pink anal was squishy and chewy with perfect elasticity—it clenched tight as ever.
So the ache gnawing at her now wasn't physical looseness. It was psychological void, one only Stay could fill.
But he wouldn't visit this hospital room for three whole days. Mir Ryuin had just one option left.
Relive Stay's intense anal session from before she passed out.
'Even one finger felt like it'd crush me with pressure. And now, just one day later, three slide in like nothing... It shouldn't open up this easily. But his fingers felt so good—what can I do? He spanks my ass raw till it's all soft and steamy, then shoves them right in, and boom—anal entry granted...'
But replaying those pleasure-soaked memories only amplified the void in her empty anal... and her craving for Stay's thick, long, dexterous fingers.
'Hooo... Huh?! N-no. This isn't right! Snap out of it, Mir Ryuin! What kind of trash talk is 'anal entry' or 'soft steamy'? That's the kind of vulgar crap an anal addict would spew—thinking with their ass, not their brain!'
A horrifying premonition hit her: if she kept this up, she'd obsess over Stay's tender, relentless, beastly anal-training day and night. She snapped to attention, desperately shoving anal thoughts aside.
The human brain lacks a "not" function—try not thinking of something, and it screams louder. But Mir Ryuin wasn't ordinary.
She was the world's greatest genius, able to steer her consciousness at will, banishing unwanted thoughts on command.
'Something else. Think of something else. R-right! Earlier, Stay said he'd reveal the side of himself I didn't know... then bailed without telling me! What the hell was that?'
Success. She pivoted to "Stay's statement," mulling how he'd built it up like a bombshell, then skipped straight to knocking her out and leaving.
'What was it? Why hype it up, set the mood, then ghost with nothing?'
Doubts about Stay's words filled her scrambled mind, pushing out the anal haze. Thirty seconds later, the world's top researcher had coldly analyzed it, anal ache forgotten.
'Didn't sound offhand. His tone, the vibe—he was dead serious, like he'd steeled himself to tell me. Stay's not the bluffing type anyway. So... he must've already shown me this "unknown self," and I just didn't notice...'
She delved in with grave intensity, unrecognizable from the anal-obsessed pervert who'd tossed around "steamy-soft anal" without a second thought.
Keep this up, and she'd cruise through to the next treatment, burning and aching be damned.
To fully escape the anal longing, Mir Ryuin probed deeper: what had Stay meant to reveal?
'He didn't say anything. So it was through actions. What did he do right after? That could be the key hint... Ah.'
But hyper-focused, she overlooked the glaring flaw anyone could've spotted.
The flaw?
'Right after, he went straight to training my a-anal...'
Thinking of today's Stay inevitably led back to anal-training. Inevitable.
'I-I was trying to forget! Shifted my mind away, and now...♥ Hnngh♥ It's flooding back like this♥♥♥'
Throb throb! Twitch twitch!
Memories shoved down resurface with double—no, several times—the impact, shaking body and soul.
Mir Ryuin's case exactly.
The void, emptiness, and ache she'd briefly forgotten surged back amplified, rippling from her anal up her spine to rattle her heart.
'Wh-why♥ Why'd I pick Stay as my topic? It was obvious this'd happen. Anal-training flashbacks were a given♥♥♥ So obvious even an idiot would've seen it♥♥♥♥♥'
Pre-amplification, she might've pivoted again. But now? No chance.
All she could do was regret choosing Stay as her analysis subject—her own damn fault.
But honestly? It wasn't her fault.
'Nngh♥♥♥♥ But there's nothing else to think about besides Stay♥♥♥♥ Nothing's hit me with that kind of impact except his anal-training♥♥♥♥'
Why? She'd already OD'd on Stay's anal sessions. Only he could overwrite them now.
'I-is that it? That's what he meant by showing me the real him...? You wanted to train my anal till I was hooked, couldn't live without your sessions? Addicted to my pink, squishy, steamy, chewy anal so bad you wrecked it today, stretching for three fingers, planning to ravage it forever?♥♥♥'
Half-lost to the throbbing ache, Mir Ryuin spiraled into delusions that'd make Stay faint in shock.
'It adds up. Too shy to say it outright, but his actions screamed it. Those obsessive finger-twists tormenting my hole, his ragged breaths every spank and thrust...♥ Yes, that's it♥ That's the "unknown Stay" he revealed...♥ He's already addicted to my anal♥♥♥'
And so, Mir Ryuin concluded: "Stay's obsessed with my anal, wanted more even after treatment, used my vegetative state for intense, focused sessions to turn me into an anal-training junkie who can't survive without him."
'Ufufufu♥♥♥ Fallen that hard for my anal♥ No helping it♥ Normally, I'd crush anyone daring such shady tricks on me, Mir Ryuin. But it's for treatment, so♥ And I get not wanting to leave me—or my anal—after♥ I'll let this one slide♥'
Her wild conclusion—that Stay couldn't bear to part from her—had her soaring with glee.
'But just this once. Stay, when you target someone, prepare to get targeted back. I'll play along till treatment ends. After that... better ditch any dreams of groping my anal whenever.'
High on euphoria, smug Mir Ryuin pictured Stay lost in her ass and chuckled leisurely, ufufu.
'Post-treatment, I'll keep you close. Use you as my assistant, work you to the bone. Hooked that deep? You won't refuse. No—you'll beg. "Please use me as your assistant! Let me stay by your side!"'
Pure fantasy. If Stay heard, he'd foam at the mouth and collapse.