Chapter 65
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 65
Chapter Title: No-Escape Hundred Hug Portio Poke
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"This is the special treatment I prepared just for you. 'No-Escape Hundred Hug Portio Poke'."
'Wh-what? That's not it?'
What she'd clearly prepared was something terrifying like, "Shut up and just heal me already. I'm in a shit mood," words that would freeze the atmosphere on the spot and make anyone hearing them tremble in fear.
But what actually came out of her mouth was a pathetically weak voice saying, "Ah, you're here... please heal me quick..." or something like that.
'I was definitely planning to get mad first! I'd been waiting so long, feeling all hurt and exhausted, but since my owner's back, I'm holding back tears out of joy and begging for some quick skinship like a needy pet—that's not what I wanted to say!'
Her words and tone came out the complete opposite of what she'd intended, leaving Dain Adamas feeling like her mind had gone blank.
But if she panicked and just stood there frozen, Stay would ride the momentum from her slip-up, flashing that annoying grin and easily seizing control of the situation.
She had grand ambitions of taking the lead, getting Stay to hug her full-force, stroke her hair, and call her by name—Dain, no less. She absolutely could not let him steal the initiative.
'It was just a momentary flinch from that heart-link sensation making me say something weird. Just a slip of the tongue from a brief lapse in focus. Get it together, steel your resolve. Channel all that pent-up rage from three days of neglect and say it firmly!'
With that, Dain Adamas reaffirmed her iron will once more, mentally retracting what she'd just blurted out, determined to wrench back control. She boldly opened her mouth toward Stay.
'Ahem! Hey! What you just heard...!'
Poke.
'Eek?!'
But that bold voice fizzled out midway, undone by the sudden warm, tender sensation enveloping the top of her head, failing to reach its goal.
"You've been waiting a long time, huh? Got it. I'll heal you right now."
'Wh-what?'
"Thanks for waiting so patiently. Sorry my body's only one—did that make you feel bad? I'll try to come earlier next time."
'......'
Her iron will to pressure Stay with the mood and seize control to get what she wanted melted away completely under his voice—far warmer than the hand stroking her hair.
'Ah, ahh... Th-that's, I-I mean...'
For Dain Adamas, who couldn't twitch a finger on her own as a vegetable, her resolve melting meant total surrender.
'I-I waited so long... I was really lonely for three days... You have to heal me real good and make me feel great... right?'
In the end, Dain Adamas forgot all about her initial goal, her body and heart turning utterly soft and gooey from Stay's warm words and actions.
'Ehehehe♥'
It was far too happy and harmless a giggle for someone who'd forcibly whipped up anger before Stay arrived, scheming to pressure and dominate him psychologically.
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Wow, Dain Adamas of all people making such weak noises. No matter who the opponent is, seeing her this broken stirs up some pity.
Is it because I'm a pushover that I feel this bad for someone I hate crumbling like this, or is this just the perfectly normal reaction any sane person would have?
Such a question flitted through my mind for a second, but it wasn't all that relevant to handling the situation at hand.
So I shoved that pointless doubt deep into my chest and gazed at Dain Adamas, who was welcoming me back with her innocent ehehehe giggles.
What I needed to think about now was how to cook this girl up... I didn't expect her to be this broken already.
Before entering the room, I'd planned to use the same treatment on Dain Adamas as I did on Mir Ryuin yesterday.
Suddenly close the distance, probe for that dangerous line, then subtly cross back and forth over it to completely restructure our power dynamic.
But yesterday, Mir was so permissive it blew past everything she could've imagined—I couldn't even find her line. Ended up just calling her Mir in a sleazy whisper by her ear and putting on a total useless show.
Something cool like "Let me tell you about the Mir you don't know," but I got so lost in her ass I didn't teach her a damn thing and bailed. Yesterday was a total mess. Not genius-level at all.
Failed to achieve a single goal, just made her ass-train faint in ecstasy and left. Reflecting on that, I resolved to restructure things with Dain Adamas today no matter what.
[Stayyy... Th-that hand stopped... Keep petting meee...]
"Huh? Oh, yeah."
But the Dain Adamas in front of me now wasn't the world's strongest human I'd imagined, some unparalleled lone wolf, the ultimate outsider who fit "ruler of heaven and earth, unrivaled under the skies" like a glove.
Smooth stroke.
[Ah, it's back♥ Hnngh♥ Stay's touch... Why does it feel so good♥]
What was here now looked nothing like that—more like a feline predator discovering human warmth for the first time, getting addicted, and ready to live as a pampered pet.
If she weren't a vegetable, she'd be rubbing her head into my palm herself; her voice brimmed with happiness, making me certain of it.
An out-of-left-field situation from the start meant my reflection-fueled plans crumbled naturally.
In this emergency, I had just one option: trust my instincts and let my body move on autopilot.
That's the same as yesterday. No, it's different. Yesterday I got distracted by Mir's ass—so soft, chewy, warm. Dain doesn't have a spot with that kind of hypnotic power. Even if she did, the key erogenous zone's down low in her lower belly anyway. No way I'll lose focus just from touching that.
The situation was similar to yesterday, but my mindset and conditions were different, so the outcome would be too.
Firm in my resolve to shift—even a little—this perfectly hierarchical balance with Dain through today's treatment, I leaned down and whispered in her ear.
"Alright then, Dain Adamas. Let's start the treatment."
[Eut...]
At my whisper, Dain Adamas let out a sharp intake of breath like she'd been startled, then spoke to me in a voice thick with moisture.
[N-name...]
"Yeah?"
[Why won't you call me just by my name...?]
"Huh?"
[Call me just by my name too...! Make a special treatment just for me like you did for the others, and do it only to me...!]
"......Huh."
No way. Is this the same brutal tyrant Dain Adamas I knew? My heart's all messed up. Broken this bad?
Her utterly unexpected, hopelessly feeble words and tone hit me like a sledgehammer to the skull.
She'd probably turned out like this because of the full-body cling-hug from last treatment.
For Dain Adamas, who could do and achieve anything alone thanks to her supreme strength, becoming a helpless vegetable was more horrifying than anything. And I, as her helper, must've been an alien presence.
Experiencing another's warmth through me for the first time, getting so blissed out in my embrace that she fainted in ecstasy—it had to have left a mark on someone like her.
But I didn't expect this much. She's Dain Adamas, and I'm Stay. Her, broken this bad over little old me?
This absurd situation even pricked my conscience, making me wonder if I should take responsibility for changing such an amazing person—but thankfully, that delusion didn't last.
Because she's Dain Adamas, and I'm Stay. Who's worrying about who? Who's taking responsibility for who? Overstepping has its limits, and that was way over the line.
Once that storm cleared my head, my mind felt sharper than before.
After that bout of confusion, armed with newfound calm, I flipped back her blanket and slipped my hands under her armpits.
[Hyaut?!♥]
"Whoa."
The sensation of her incredibly soft armpit flesh drew an involuntary exclamation from me, along with Dain's startled squeak.
I'd just thought she had no spot as captivating as Mir's ass, but right off the bat, here was the soft-warm armpit obstacle.
The longer I delayed, the higher the risk of getting lost in her armpits like yesterday, failing my goals and just armpit-training her till the end. So I moved fast.
"Hup."
A slight lift, and she came up easily—light enough that full carry-fuck seemed totally doable. Using her armpits as handles, I hoisted Dain Adamas and spun her around to face away from me.
[Wh-what? St-Stay? What're you doing all of a sudden?]
Her gooey softness sharpened a bit at my unexplained antics, her tone hinting she might get mad if I didn't explain.
But as always, a picture's worth a thousand words. Instead of answering, I sat on her bed to show her why with actions.
At the same time, I settled the Dain in my arms on my lap, wrapping my left arm around her soft-firm belly to press her back flush against my chest.
[Ahut...♥ Th-this position... d-don't tell me...♥]
Yeah, showing beats telling—way faster and more efficient.
To let her suspicions solidify into certainty, I whispered the answer into her soft ear from behind.
"That's right, Dain. Today, I'm gonna hug you tight from behind like this and keep pressing your lower belly nonstop."
[Th-that, that word...♥]
"Yeah. This is the special treatment I prepared just for you. 'No-Escape Hundred Hug Portio Poke'."
[Hiiiik...♥]