Reincarnated as the Count's Plum Blossom Swordmaster
“Ahh…, my Master….”
She crushed me against her in an embrace that felt as if it might shatter my body. Even though this was the mental world, I felt everything. Her full, soft breasts and warm body heat were no different from reality.
“Wait a second, Yuria. The situation right n— mmph….”
Yuria’s mouth crashed over mine. Her slippery tongue slid into my mouth. Familiar, yet strange—because my body had shrunk. Her tongue alone filled my entire mouth, and it never stayed still. More vividly than ever before, it roamed every corner inside me.
“Slurp, churp!”
She sucked down my saliva, tangled our tongues, brushed over my teeth, and claimed the roof of my mouth. Rarely had I ever felt so thoroughly violated by a kiss. The novel sensation wasn’t bad. It didn’t hurt, so I could simply enjoy it for what it was. The moment that thought crossed my mind, the reality of our situation slammed back into me.
This was the mental world. Somewhere inside it lay the Dragon Lord’s Heart, and I had to find it and feed it to Yuria. I could not let Kyle, Terius, or Baron Glebet snatch that treasure away.
“Mmph! Phuup!”
I resisted with every ounce of strength I had, trying to force Yuria’s tongue back out. It would not budge. The harder I fought, the tighter she restrained me.
Is it because my body is small? My strength is weaker and mana is hard to use. Why the hell did my body shrink in the first place?
I forced power into my eyes. Yuria had kept her own eyes open the entire time, locking gazes with me. Her flushed cheeks and rapturously unfocused pupils held not a shred of reason.
If I use Heavenly Mind… I should be able to break free, right?
The real problem would come after escaping her arms. Facing alone the woman who had already toppled even Elena was impossible. I decided to wait for an opening.
“Churp, suck, smack, slurp.”
The kiss stretched on for more than twenty minutes. Past the ten-minute mark I began to feel good—dazed, even. Normally I would never have reacted like this. Something else was affecting me.
Is Absolute Mind failing to activate properly? Because I temporarily released it when I entered the mental world?
That was the only explanation that made sense. It also explained why Yuria—who possessed Absolute Mind herself—had gone so completely off the rails.
“Pwah…. That was the absolute best, Master. No sweet drink in the entire world could ever match the sweetness of Master’s saliva. Hmm….”
By then I could barely hold myself back either. My head was steeped in Yuria’s scent; her taste lingered thickly in my mouth. My erect cock throbbed hard, jabbing against her abdomen.
“Yuria…!”
“Yes, Master. It aches, doesn’t it? Leave everything to me. I will serve you completely. I am… only Master’s maid, after all.”
Yuria pulled me into her arms again. Her tongue licked along my neck while her free hand stroked my crotch. Pleasure made me pant for breath.
Then a presence registered behind us.
Yuria’s movements froze instantly. Her expression turned ice-cold in a heartbeat as her gaze locked onto whatever stood at my back. Still rubbing my erect cock against her body, I twisted my head just enough to check.
“Eugene Frucus…!!”
The man spat my name like a curse. It was Terius. The arm that had been severed was somehow whole again—and it writhed grotesquely.
“I will never forgive you, Eugene Frucus!!”
Terius charged. His arm twisted and ballooned, transforming into something no longer human—a monster’s limb that lunged for me.
“Know your place….”
Yuria muttered, voice thick with irritation. Unexpected. She almost never showed emotion so openly. At the same time my mind snapped clear. I stopped grinding against her.
…This is my chance! Escape while Yuria deals with Terius. The Yuria right now is dangerous. If I stay with her any longer, I…
I needed distance from her so I could calmly assess the situation.
My plan died at the first step. Yuria simply scooped me up under her left arm and began fighting while still holding me. She never even bothered with close combat against the charging Terius. There was no need. She was both Aura Master and Archmage. She had shadow magic.
Terius did not last long. Even drawing on demonic power, he managed barely ten seconds. Without a single scream his entire body was shredded by blades of shadow. The corpse crumbled into gray dust and vanished.
Terius! You useless bastard!
Yuria adjusted her hold so I rested more comfortably and met my eyes. The corners of hers curved upward.
“There is nothing for Master to worry about. I am here. No matter what happens, I will protect Master. No one can ever come between us.”
“Yuria! This isn’t the time— The Dragon Lord’s Heart… hah…!”
Yuria tugged my pants and underwear down just enough, then wrapped her hand around my cock. The moment she saw it, her pupils flooded with rapture again.
She lifted me high and brought her face right up to my cock.
“Haaa…. Master’s cock scent….”
Her warm breath swept along the shaft. It twitched hard.
“So cute, Master.”
Aroused as she looked, Yuria did nothing more. She simply breathed and watched, as if savoring every reaction.
The problem was that her breath alone was stimulating me. My head went blank. Only her plump pink lips filled my vision.
“Yu… Yuria…!”
I roughly fisted both hands in her silver hair and yanked, trying to force my cock between those pretty lips. Yuria did not move an inch. She only smiled sweetly.
“Hoo… hoo.”
She exhaled directly onto the glans. My cock jerked in response. A clear bead of precum welled at the tip.
Only then did her tongue move—from beneath the head upward. She licked away the precum and swallowed it. A full-body shiver ran through her.
“Delicious, Master.”
“Yuria, suck my cock! Now!”
“No. If you endure just a little longer… it will feel even better…. Just a little more like this…. Hoo.”
Her breath caressed the shaft again. Whenever precum appeared she gave the glans a light lick. It was deliberate teasing, and it worked perfectly.
Lick.
Her tongue swept over the head once more. This time the sensation was different. A sharp tingle shot through my groin. Semen began to rise from my balls.
Kugh! I—I can’t cum from something this small—my pride…!
I came. Maybe the smaller body made it harder to hold back.
My cock pulsed and painted Yuria’s face and hair white with semen. She accepted every drop with a seductive expression, then calmly licked the mess from her lips and swallowed. Magic kept her clean afterward.
I was still rock-hard. Yet after that single climax my head felt clearer than before.
Something’s off.
I couldn’t quite put my finger on what.
I looked around. Even while toying with me, Yuria had apparently kept moving; we were somewhere else entirely now.
This is… the Frucus main house?
The mansion where I had spent my childhood. Compared to the one I later had the dwarves build, it looked small and shabby. Yuria strode inside without the slightest hesitation.
A few people were present. They showed no reaction at all to the sight of Yuria carrying me. Once again I was reminded this was only the mental world.
Elena and Terius are gone. Mental world, so not truly dead…. That leaves Kyle and Baron Glebet. Those two are probably still running around searching hard right now.
I yanked hard on Yuria’s hair.
“Yes, Master. We will arrive soon, so please endure just a little longer. Once we reach the bedroom… I will offer my body and serve you completely.”
Sensual heat colored her voice.
Ah—sex!
Ugh, not again.
I clawed my slipping consciousness back under control.
The moment we stepped deeper inside, a servant who had been working called out to Yuria.
“Yuria! You’re finally here? I already finished the warehouse cleaning you were supposed to do today. So… do you have a little free time tomorrow?”
He acted as though I did not exist.
I frowned at him. The memory was irritating enough that it surfaced instantly. Back when I still lived in the main house, this was the bastard who used to hit on Yuria. I had arranged for him to die in a staged accident. Of course Yuria had been the one who actually carried it out.
“…….”
Yuria glanced at the servant, then waved a hand as if brushing away an annoyance. Shadow blades severed his head. The corpse dissolved into dust and vanished.
She carried me into the bedroom—my old bedroom. Even the adjoining room that had been Yuria’s was perfectly recreated.
“Master. We have finally arrived.”
Yuria smiled and laid me down on the bed.
Clank!
I was restrained. An iron chain hanging from the wall at the foot of the bed locked onto a collar around my neck. Reflexively I seized the chain with both hands and pulled with everything I had. It did not move an inch.
“Ah… ahh…. Master….”
Her voice was thick, viscous—madness and obsession, lust and affection all melted together into one sticky sound.
Yuria stared down at me with pupils even more unhinged than before and reached out with both hands. It took almost no time at all for every scrap of clothing to be stripped away, leaving me completely naked.
The alien weight around my throat told me I was thoroughly fucked. Worse still, even now my body kept responding eagerly to every brush of her fingers.
“This isn’t the time for this! Snap out of it, Yuria!”
Her hand pressed me back down the moment I tried to sit up. She laid me flat on the bed again.
“I am perfectly lucid, Master.”
She declared it with absolute certainty. Looking into those eyes, the claim held zero persuasiveness. Hearts floating in her pupils like a manga panel would not have looked out of place.
“The Dragon Lord’s Hea—”
I broke off mid-word and simply stared. I had no choice. Standing over me on the bed, she was slowly peeling off her clothes as if deliberately seducing me.
I had seen her body countless times, yet today my heart hammered especially hard. Slip—her top came away and her full breasts bounced free into the open air. Flawless white skin, beautifully shaped mounds, pink areolas, and nipples already stiffly erect. I swallowed hard. Saliva flooded my mouth.
“Hmm.”
Yuria made a soft nasal sound, clearly savoring my gaze.
Slip.
Her skirt slid down.
White stockings. White garter belt. White panties. The three pieces fused into a single irresistible sight that seized my eyes. I stared open-mouthed at her crotch.
The white panties were already soaked through. So thoroughly drenched that clear love juice dripped steadily from the center. If the liquid had lacked viscosity, anyone might have mistaken it for urine.
The fabric was dug deep into her folds, outlining every detail of her pussy with shameless clarity. Sensing my stare, Yuria pinched the edge of the panties—not to pull them down, but to tug them upward. With a wet squelch the soaked cloth buried itself even deeper, carving her outline into sharper relief.
“Look, Master. Because of you… no—for your sake—my pussy has become like this.”
A round, swollen clitoris. Parallel labia minora. The slightly parted entrance of her vagina, steadily dripping more juice.
I could not tear my eyes away from the lewd spectacle. Clear precum streamed endlessly from the tip of my still-erect cock.
“Master. Your gaze is so hot. Are you perhaps curious about what lies inside these panties?”
“…….”
I nodded urgently. Yuria’s smile bloomed bright and sweet.
“Since Master desires it, I will show you. After all… my pussy belongs entirely to Master.”