Asteria Academy
I looked around. The moment we came down the stairs the entrance slammed shut, and in the blink of an eye we were flung to separate places somewhere deep inside.
Not a trace of Ian or Serena remained—only endless geometric corridors stretching out in every direction.
“Now what.”
Ian and Serena would already be drowning in the illusions the maze was feeding them.
I was fine. That was entirely thanks to the dragon blood.
Dragon blood really is something else.
Its sheer anti-magic force was batting aside every mental assault the labyrinth threw at me.
Wonder what little pink-hair is seeing right about now.
I laid a hand against the maze wall. I had to find Serena before Ian did.
I had no idea how long I had been walking. Serena was still nowhere to be found.
This goddamn maze.
The dragon blood kept the hallucinations at bay, but the corridors themselves kept rearranging, turning any sense of direction into a joke. It felt like the labyrinth itself was rejecting me, shoving me toward every exit that led back outside.
Then, after what felt like forever—
“No… stop… don’t—!”
Ian’s scream tore down the corridor, raw and broken.
“If Ian’s nearby, Serena can’t be far.”
I erased my presence and circled around. In a small pocket of space I found him thrashing at empty air, face twisted like a demon’s.
“Hmm. Watching his parents die again, are we?”
Ian hadn’t always been from Serena’s village. One day men in black robes had appeared out of nowhere and butchered everyone. He had watched his parents and neighbors die right in front of him. At the last second some nameless stranger had dragged him out alive. After that he washed up in Serena’s village with no memories, was raised like a true son by her parents, and grew up as her childhood friend.
Today those buried memories would start clawing their way back.
I left him to his nightmares and went hunting for Serena again.
After a long search I found a narrow alcove where one of the maze walls had cracked open just enough to form a small chamber.
“Ian, we’re lovers now, right?”
Serena.
She stood there wearing a blissful smile, hugging empty air and gazing at nothing with pure adoration. Her cheeks were flushed; her lips parted as if searching for someone to kiss. Then, without warning—
“Ian, who is that bitch? Why are you smiling at her like that? No, don’t go…!”
Her eyes clouded. The sweet dream curdled into a nightmare of jealousy, obsession, and betrayal.
Now this is entertainment.
I stayed hidden in the dark and watched her unravel. Inside the illusion, Ian was walking away with another woman.
“Nngh… no… Ian, you said you’d only look at me…”
The moment felt ripe. I dropped the stealth and walked straight toward her.
It didn’t matter who she saw when she looked at me through the haze. What mattered was using the situation.
“Serena.”
“Ian?!”
She whipped around at the sound of my voice.
“Ian!”
She threw herself into my arms. Relief flooded the fear and betrayal that had filled her eyes. She clutched my clothes, nuzzled her face against my chest, and sobbed like a child.
“That’s right, Serena. It’s okay now. I’m here.”
My gentle voice made her cling even tighter.
“Ian, I was so scared… so, so scared…”
She buried her face against me, trembling. I stroked her back with one hand and pulled her waist flush with the other. The closer our bodies pressed, the deeper she burrowed, sniffling.
“Ian… don’t ever leave me again. If you leave me again… I don’t know what I’ll do. I’ll kill you and then kill myself.”
The frost in her voice made my spine crawl.
Shit, is she evolving into a full yandere right now?
Knowing her bloodline, I couldn’t help the chill. She looked like an innocent pink-haired childhood friend, but she was a witch’s descendant. Push her the wrong way and she wouldn’t just fall—she would awaken as a mad, obsessive witch who dragged her beloved straight into ruin.
Which only made conquering her that much sweeter.
“Don’t worry. Where would I ever send you? You’re never leaving my side for the rest of your life.”
I whispered against her ear and slowly tilted her chin up. Her dazed, illusion-drunk eyes locked onto mine.
“Ian…… kiss me.”
She leaned in first, lips already parted.
The original protagonist would have hesitated and fed the readers a whole potato of pure frustration. I was not the original. A wicked smile curved my mouth as I crushed her lips with mine.
“Hahp… chuu… Ian…♡”
She clearly had never been kissed properly; every motion was clumsy and desperate. I shoved my tongue past her lips and explored deep. Serena flinched and gripped my shoulders, then melted into the unfamiliar heat, wrapping her arms around my neck and shuddering.
“Chuu… slurp…♡ haah…♡ suck…♡”
Wet sounds filled the quiet space. Saliva and ragged breaths tangled together. Her eyes had already lost focus from the first real kiss of her life.
“Haah…♡”
Our lips finally parted. A thin strand of spit stretched between us, snapped, and slid down her chin.
“Thanks for the first kiss, Serena.”
“Mm. I’m glad my first was with you too, Ian.”
This sweet delusion would become the deadliest chain around her throat.
“Serena, I want another one.”
“Ah… Ian, why are you suddenly so bold? You used to get embarrassed just holding my hand…”
“Your lips taste too good. I can’t stop.”
“When you say it like that… my heart feels like it’s going to burst.”
She hid her burning face by burying it deeper against my chest.
“Can we record this for the memory?”
I pulled out my smartphone and aimed the camera at her flushed face. A piece of modern technology that didn’t even exist in this world was now ready to capture every filthy detail of her.
“What’s that? I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“A video recording device.”
I hit record.
“Serena, look right here and stick your tongue out.”
“Okay… beh…♡”
She obediently poked out her small pink tongue.
“Slurp♡ suck… shluurp…♡”
I latched on and sucked it hard. The lens caught everything at point-blank range: her unfocused eyes, her tongue stretching as it was pulled into my mouth, the filthy wet sounds pouring from between our lips.
“Haah… Ian…♡ it feels… weird…♡”
After a long, messy kiss she glanced down and turned scarlet.
“Ian… something hard keeps poking my stomach. Is that… because of me?”
“You’re so pretty my body just reacted honestly. Hate it?”
“H-how could I hate it…… If it’s yours, Ian, I’ll take anything…… ah!”
I slipped a hand up her damp inner thigh. She looked away, shy.
“Ian, I…… my lower half has felt strange for a while. Something’s leaking out……”
“Same here. My cock is so hard I want to shove it into your pussy right now.”
The crude words made her eyes fly wide. The real Ian would never have spoken like that in a million years.
“…W-what. That’s so embarrassing… p-pussy, saying things like that… Ian, you’re really weird today. But… hearing you talk dirty and rough like that… somehow makes my heart race.”
“It’s just the two of us in this secret little space. More importantly, Serena—can you do me a favor with your mouth?”
My outrageous request made her pupils shake hard.
I already knew she wouldn’t refuse. Her reason was pickled in illusion and heat; she would sell her soul if “Ian” asked for it.
“With my mouth……? But I don’t know how……”
“I’ll teach you. Just open those pretty lips and do exactly what I say.”
I propped the recording phone on the floor so it would capture every filthy inch of us, then grabbed a fistful of her hair and slowly dragged her face down toward my crotch.
“Look straight at the lens, Serena. From now on we’re going to record just how much you love me… and how deliciously you suck.”
Nervous but resolved, she set her slender fingers on my belt buckle.
Click—
The moment the buckle came free, my already-hard cock slapped her delicate face.
“Ah.”
“Sorry, did that startle you?”
Serena stared blankly at my cock. It wore Ian’s face, but the size and pressure already far exceeded anything a normal human should have.
“N-no… it’s just… this is really…”
“Big, right?”
“Mm-hmm.”
I gently stroked her hair while deciding how to play with her.
“First, look at the lens and say, ‘I’m going to eat this cock deliciously,’ then put your lips on the tip.”
Her shoulders jumped at the shameless order.
“C-cock…… Ian, such a dirty word……”
“Why not? It’s just us. Come on. Are you going to make me wait?”
My voice dropped a little. Terrified of disappointing me, she scared herself into obedience.
“Ian… I’ll do it…?”
“Please.”
Hot breath spilled from her parted lips.
“I-I’m going to… eat this cock… deliciously…”
Finished speaking, Serena carefully pressed her soft lips against the head.
“Chuu…♡”
“Now lick it with your tongue.”
“Okay.”
Serena stuck out her pink tongue and slowly dragged it up the underside of the glans from base to tip.