Chapter 212: I Felt Like I Could Teach Her the Proper Mindset.
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 212: I Felt Like I Could Teach Her the Proper Mindset.
“...We meet again, Young Master.”
I glanced at Marika, who was standing beside the Murim Alliance Leader. The Leader herself was sitting elegantly in her chair.
“I apologize for my previous discourtesy. Ahem… I seem to have made many mistakes. Please understand that I invited you here today to properly resume our conversation.”
Should I call it dignity, or perhaps an aura? There was a lingering sense of sensuality, but the woman sitting at the desk receiving me and Hahou Ju didn't seem like the Jin Ryu-hwa I knew.
“Give me the phone.”
Marika handed me the smartphone.
I opened a saved video and skipped to the middle.
—Nooo, y-you’re… ngh…! Haa…! Haa…! You c-can’t poke me there… nooo…! If you poke me more, I’ll…!
I skipped a bit further back.
—A-Ah, nooo! Nooo…! Not a m-meat toilet…! I-I hate it…! I hate being a meat toilet…! To think I’d be a meat toilet for a brat like this…! Me, the Sword Saint…! Me-eeeee!!!
She was definitely the same person as the delicious-looking beauty sitting before my eyes.
“...That incident was a mistake. I have a severe reaction to alcohol, so I hope you can find it in your heart to be generous.”
As expected of the head of an organization that ignored national control, ran around with swords calling themselves a 'vigilante group,' and extorted innocent commoners, her conscience seemed to be non-existent.
—I hate it, n-nooo! My pussy is coming! My pussy is coming! I’m becoming a meat toilet! I’m becoming a meat toilet! Me, the Sword Saint, is becoming a meat toilet!!! Ahhh!!!
I didn't turn the video off; I let it play. I could see Jin Ryu-hwa’s face turning beet red. Honestly, it was disgusting to see her trying so hard to hide the perverted older sister persona she’d shown when she was drunk, begging to marry me because I was handsome, cute, and had a giant dick.
I looked at Marika.
“She’s usually like this. It’s just that when she drinks, she turns into a total dog…”
“Don’t you mean a bitch in heat rather than a dog?”
Slam!
“That! That was a mistake…! That day… I was just… far too intoxicated…!”
Jin Ryu-hwa stood up, slamming the table as if trying to desperately smooth over the situation.
“...Was she always this kind of character?”
“Yeah.”
Seeing Marika let out a sigh, it seemed that unlike when she turned into a bitch while drunk, she usually acted the part of someone in her position.
The fact that one could be forgiven for acting like a lunatic just because they were drunk—this really was a wonderful society.
“Young Master, I hope you can forget about that incident…. Technically, I was also… subjected to terrible things by you, but I am willing to let bygones be bygones.”
“What ‘terrible things’ are you talking about when you were happily sucking my dick and masturbating…?”
I saw Jin Ryu-hwa bite her lip hard.
Even if she claimed it happened because she was drunk, she clearly had no excuse for declaring herself a meat toilet while putting on a climaxing fountain show.
“That… was because the Young Master seduced me… so it is difficult to see it as my fault.”
She was stubbornly clinging to her pathetic argument until the very end. Marika seemed to find the situation hilarious, her lips trembling as she fought back laughter.
“I was raped by the Murim Alliance Leader. Where should I report this, Hahou Ju?”
“You can report it to the magistrate’s office or file a formal indictment with the Murim Alliance.”
The judicial system in this place was a total mess. This is why I can't stand these primitive Otherworlders….
“That is a baseless claim.”
—I hate it, n-nooo! My pussy is coming! My pussy is coming! I’m becoming a meat toilet! I’m becoming a meat toilet! Me, the Sword Saint, is becoming a meat toilet!!! Ahhh!!!
I replayed the video showing Jin Ryu-hwa looking like she was dying of pleasure.
“...I am the victim of rape.”
She changed her story again. Did she realize she was losing all credibility with her inconsistent statements?
“Is it okay for her to keep posturing like that when I have evidence?”
“The one with the most power and strength wins. Besides, I don’t think that evidence will mean much…”
“This is why I can't stand these primitive colonial bastards…”
“This isn't a colony,” Marika corrected me.
“Right. I doubt even the Demon Realm or Earth has a judicial system this fucked up.”
To think she could claim to be the rape victim despite physical evidence—this place was truly uncivilized.
—Ryu-hwa, Ryu-hwa, are you really going to become a meat toilet like this? Hmm? Aren't you the Leader of the Murim Alliance? Are you satisfied being a third-rate pussy meat toilet defeated by a dick~? Hmm~? Hmm~?
They say people usually hate hearing their own voices, but after being reincarnated, I quite liked mine, thanks to the DNA my home's meat-toilet-slash-sow passed down to me.
“...If you present that evidence, even in the Western Region, I believe I would be recognized as the victim.”
“Her conscience is seriously broken!”
—Now then, as of today, the Sword Saint and Murim Alliance Leader Jin Ryu-hwa has become my exclusive meat toilet~!
“....”
“....”
Jin Ryu-hwa looked away, embarrassed by the video's content. Since presenting this as evidence would likely be viewed as consensual sex at best, I had no choice but to quietly turn the video off.
“Ahem. It was an unfortunate incident, but I do feel a sense of moral responsibility. Therefore, if you were to marry me…”
It seemed this crazy bitch wanted to go all the way.
“Hey, Meat Toilet.”
The perverted Murim Alliance Leader, who had just finished cumming from the mere afterglow of the memory, didn't seem to understand the situation.
“It is impolite to address me that way, Young Master. Since you are from the Western Region, you may not be familiar with our culture, but…”
As I stepped forward and walked toward the table, Jin Ryu-hwa fell silent.
“Did you hate the sex?”
I could see her grow tense.
“It’s not that… but I am not just an individual. As the Murim Alliance Leader and the Sword Saint, I have received much grace from my comrades in the Murim and have a duty to repay them.”
She was a master who could neutralize me with a single gesture if she put her mind to it, but it was a relief to see she had gained some self-awareness after getting a taste of my dick.
I had no choice but to start unbuckling my belt.
“This has been the cure for disobedient bitches for generations.”
With my stamina, which caused my seminal vesicles to swell to the point of pain in just a day, I had no choice but to give her another round of meat toilet education.
“Put your clothes back on, Young Master… D-Don’t come any closer! N-No… what are you doing!? Hahou Ju! S-Stop him…!”
The Murim Alliance Leader, Jin Ryu-hwa, desperately called for Marika, but her cries fell on deaf ears. My concubine had been so thoroughly pickled by pure love sex that her body and soul were already my prisoners.
“You made sure to take the day off today, right, perverted Sword Saint sister?”
“D-Don’t touch my b-butt… ngh… hngh… I told you not to touch it…!”
It was a magnificent ass. I’d heard that female martial arts masters in the Murim were legendary in bed; it seemed like a good idea to find out for myself by sampling them one by one later.
“Ryu-hwa, you’re my exclusive meat toilet, aren't you? If you don't like it, you can run away, or you can try to overpower me.”
Unlike the whore outfit she wore before, I pulled up her loose skirt and thrust my hand inside.
—Squelch.
“Ngh…! Y-Young Master… I-I won’t forgive you if you keep this up…! I’m only enduring this because you’re a g-guest…!”
I pulled down her already soaking panties and pushed Jin Ryu-hwa from behind. I pressed my penis against the sticky-looking meat pile of the perverted Sword Saint as she leaned over the table.
“D-Don’t do this…! This is r-rape! If you do this…! Formally…! Ngh, hnghhhh…!”
—Thrust!
“You’re awfully arrogant for a meat toilet!”
“Kh-hngh…! Ngh…! Hnghhhhhh…!”
Perhaps because I had already tamed her meat pile once, it was much easier to use than the first time, the path already well-worn. Still, it felt a bit tight against my ridiculously oversized tool.
“Hey, hey, Meat Toilet. Say something. Hey!”
Slap! Slap! Slap!
I lightly slapped the buttocks of Jin Ryu-hwa, who was losing her mind as my penis thrust all the way to her cervix in one go. Seeing the Sword Saint meat toilet huddling her body while cold sweat poured off her like water being wrung from a wet towel, I lightly swung my hips.
“Your pussy is still third-rate! You stupid meat toilet Sword Saint bitch!”
“Kh-hngh…! N-Nooo… n-nooo… I… for a brat like this… to be a m-meat toilet… kh-hngh…!”
I couldn't understand what gave her the confidence to challenge me like this, but it was the mark of a master to understand those beneath him.
“Your pussy is still so tight today, Marika. Hurry up and film this. I need to properly teach this perverted meat toilet who her master is today!”
“D-Don’t film it…. Don’t… film… H-Hahou Ju… p-please….”
Despite Jin Ryu-hwa’s pleas, her voice sounding as if it would snap at any moment, Marika pulled out her phone.
It wasn't rape; it was two consenting parties mixing their bodies, so filming it was perfectly legal. No, since this could be seen as an issue between an object and a person, it was merely a case of property damage.
—Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
“Come on, move those hips. We’re filming a video to show your Murim comrades just what a total loser pussy their cute Alliance Leader is!”
“Uwah, s-stop it, ahh, aht, ahh, d-don’t film it, wahh, aht, aht, th-there…! It feels g-goood…! It feels good!”
Seeing Jin Ryu-hwa crying out in pleasure with her face buried in the table, I felt like I could finally teach her the proper mindset of a meat toilet.
And so, after nine hours of 'persuasion,' I was able to obtain a video of the Murim Alliance Leader admitting that she had raped me and that she was born to be a meat toilet.