Chapter 119

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 119

Chapter Title: One Strike, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Two Birds (2) ♥

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The Hero, who had shared pleasure through 'Resonance'.

She drew closer to me, step by step.

Even if it was a staggering gait, this was the empire's strongest personally stepping forward to block me.

'Can't let that happen!'

I ramped up the speed of my hip thrusts.

If the Hero tried to pry me off directly, even I would be defenseless.

I intended to finish this before she could.

Of course, normal pistoning wouldn't cut it.

I kicked it into super acceleration outright.

"It's cheap, but similar!!!"

"Hiiiiiik!!? Hii, kkuuuuuk♡"

My pace right now: womb-knocking sixteen times a second.

For any average woman, that'd shred her pussy.

...I never do this normally.

Going fast doesn't make it feel any better, and it just hurts her.

It's intense sex that clashes with my pure-love style in every way.

"Oooook♡ Th-this thing♡ Nnguuut♡"

But even rotten, it's a high demon pussy.

She turned even this into pure ecstasy.

Bonus: her tongue lolled out as she started moaning those tacky, so-called 'oho-goe' cries.

"Pussykins, turn into an idiot♡ Horns, snapping off♡"

"Huuuuk♡ I-I said stop!!"

As a result, the Hero's pace slowed.

The stigma on her cheek began to glow brightly.

It shone so intensely that the bath kept filling with an eerie light.

Practically a nightclub in there.

'Can't stop now!!'

"Pussykins, just a little more!! Hang in there!!"

I tuned out everything and kept shaking my hips.

At that speed, I couldn't feel any tightness or grip.

But the pleasure surging every time my glans slammed into her womb.

The conquest of turning a high demon into a brood sow.

And finally,

"Warning... From ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠now on... force will be... huuuuk♡"

"......!!!"

'One orgasm equals 5%!!'

Good news from the status window.

Proof that every time the Hero climaxes, it heals by 5%.

Dopamine flooded my brain.

All the meticulous buildup converging into one explosive payoff.

Hands down, the greatest sense of accomplishment in my life.

'But this isn't enough!!'

I wouldn't settle here.

Not just 50%—more. Hell, the situation allowed for full treatment today.

No way I'd miss this golden opportunity.

-Whoosh.

"Pussykins, position change!"

I grabbed her waist and spun her around.

Twirl—her body flipped 180 degrees.

She who'd suddenly gone from pussy to human kebab screamed her lungs out, but

"Hiiikkuuuung♡ Uuuuuk♡"

"Now for the lift-and-slam!!"

I hoisted her up without a care.

Full weight on, turning her into a proper onahole.

"N-no way♡ I'm gonna break♡"

Pussykins, realizing her fate, flailed her legs in panic,

-Thud.

"Won't... let you...♡ do that♡"

The Hero staggered closer.

She was nearly within arm's reach now.

Totally urgent situation.

'But I'm faster.'

In the super acceleration's slowed subjective time.

Lift Pussykins up.

Her pussy couldn't even think to grip—just futile squirming squeezes from the insane speed.

Tears and snot splattering across Pussykins' face.

Through the droplets, the Hero reached out.

One hand peeled from covering her pussy, heading my way.

Clear fluid dripping from her fingertips—and her crotch.

As her hand closed in.

A victorious grin spread across my face.

'From here on, not a single second wasted climaxing you both!'

"Oaaaah!!!"

SMASH—!!!

I lifted Pussykins to the hilt, then slammed her down with everything I had.

Power that'd snap a guy's dick or rip a girl's pussy for any normal couple.

Full sincerity in every thrust.

The effect was immediate.

"......Guh."

No more moans from Pussykins' mouth.

Just gurgling leaks of air.

Her toes dangled pathetically in half-delirium.

The Hero reaching for me wasn't much different.

Eyes rolled back as she flopped downward.

Legs splayed, pussy squirting juice everywhere.

Her desperate moan leaked through clenched teeth, but

"Ora, ora!! Ora!!!"

I didn't stop the lift-and-slams.

My vow of not wasting even a second on climaxes was no joke—it was dead serious.

One trip to heaven per second.

Tough even with super acceleration, but

'Pussykins can't hold out long!!'

Can't keep pounding once she's out cold.

Might actually kill the poor thing—internal injuries or worse.

And once Pussykins passes out?

Only the half-treated Hero remains.

Worst case: curse half-lifted, her misogyny and masculinity synergize.

Hell, she might straight-up try to kill me.

To prevent that,

'At minimum, 50%!!'

Need at least half her femininity restored—over fifty percent.

My gut estimate.

For me, it meant a time limit.

Hit 50% curse relief before Pussykins fainted.

I had faith.

'Just hold to exactly 50%, Pussykins!'

"Ora ora ora!!!"

Lift and drop, repeat.

Her head and legs flailing wildly.

Her pussy, after god-knows-how-many climaxes, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠erupted in love-juice fountains.

"......♡"

"Huuk, huuuuup♡"

The Hero climaxed in tandem.

Stigma flashed, flashed again.

The curse convulsed.

Just one more to hit the 50% target.

I nearly grinned at how close we were, but...

"......!!!"

'Of all times, now!? No!!'

The grin vanished instantly.

Just one more.

One more slam, and the Hero's treatment would be as good as done.

Short by a hair's breadth?

Because Pussykins was such a pathetic weakling.

Because my dick was too overwhelming.

And because the Hero stepped in instead of ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠just watching.

I screamed internally at the bitter regret.

'What now? This is seriously hopeless.'

In the slowed time of super acceleration.

I shot my gaze into empty air.

Info blessing 'O-Shiri'.

Calling for help from the 'Gate of Truth'.

'Even this... no, the Hero's insanely slow. Pussykins is a demon, so resists. Damn, really what to do?'

Of course, no real hopes.

This blessing was all-powerful but with clear limits.

Unlike my Observation, it took time to interpret.

Too unreliable to stake everything when one second mattered.

Did I fail?

The thought flashed, but—

——My despair didn't last long.

'...Huh?'

The desperately summoned 'O-Shiri' status window.

There, in brush-script font instead of the usual—

Virgin Big Sis's words.

"......!!!"

'Virgin Big Sis?!'

She'd been watching.

Makes sense—exception handling for the Virginity Purge mod was her domain.

First time I saw that brush font was during Blanc's exception processing.

She'd watched post-exception and jumped in perfectly timed.

A subtle assist through her upgrading 'O-Shiri', without tipping off the goddess.

Gratitude and ecstasy exploded like fireworks in my brain.

'Thank you!!'

"Oaaaah!!!"

Seizing the priceless opening.

The moment Pussykins briefly snapped lucid, I smashed her body down.

Last one—no holding back on the ejaculation either.

Drain the balls to the last drop, not leaving a single one behind.

Pussykins' moans returned thanks to it.

"Hiiiiiik♡ Huung, hiiiiiung!!? Hiikkkuuuuung♡"

Her vagina spasmed like mad.

Her pussy, climaxing repeatedly in seconds, clenched my dick like it was begging for mercy.

Worthily high demon—insane grip strength.

I gritted my teeth on instinct.

"Kruuuuuk!!!"

Spurt, squirt! Byuurrrrult!!

Ejaculation pleasure added to the mix.

Semen blasting like it was piercing straight to her fallopian tubes.

The conquest surging as it filled her depths—indescribable.

The Hero felt the same pleasure rush.

Her plain face twisted.

"Auk, kkhuuup♡ Uuuuuk♡"

Lifelong first flood of ecstasy.

And on top, the curse-treatment backlash hitting simultaneously.

No wonder her face scrunched up.

Hero or not, it'd be inhuman if this wasn't grueling.

But her suffering and struggle weren't in vain.

-Sizzle.

"Uuuuk...♡"

The stigma on her cheek began to fade.

Area visibly shrunken since our first meeting, glow dimmer too.

The curse weakening, plain as day.

The numbers made it crystal clear.

The Hero's curse was now exactly half-treated.

A belated sigh of relief escaped.

"Huuu..."

'Cleared for now.'

Hero's treatment was just a matter of time.

Her reluctance toward me? Solved with her masculinity down.

Misogyny already weakened, and now she's tasted my dick—she won't hold back.

'Just cap it off with the real deal.'

In a few days, she'll come crawling on her own.

'This is for curing your curse.'

Some flimsy excuse like that.

"Huu."

'Nailed another one.'

Now I can fuck the Hero.

This sense of triumph coursed through my body, but...

——But in that instant.

The pattern on the Hero's cheek lit up again.

"Auk, kkuuuuuuk!!!"

"Eh!? H-Hero!?"

From her body rose mana—a blue glow, distinct from the stigma's eerie light.

"I...!!!"

"...No way!!!"

'She's fighting the curse on her own!?'

And the Hero proved it.

Why she was called the Hero.