A Spark Slowly Kindling at the Foothills (Noah - ??? Service) (1)
Something feels... ominous.
Dane shuddered faintly as an inexplicable chill crept over her.
But instincts and gut feelings were the senses she trusted least.
What she believed in were unshakable facts—derived from fully grasping the situation, calculating rationally, and judging without bias.
A realist mindset utterly unsuited to a magical girl, devoid of dreams or hope.
Perhaps her powers were influenced by that way of thinking; even before her abilities were sealed, Dane had been on the weaker side as a magical girl.
In any case, she quickly shoved that unidentified sensation to a forgotten corner of her mind and refocused on her task.
Right now, in the Benei Guard Chief's private quarters, she was reviewing the route to lead everyone to the Liberation Front's base—their next steps.
She planned to take Black Twilight and Blue Sapphire there too, seizing this opportunity.
Knowing their personalities, they'd refuse for sure.
But if they did, she'd dose them with drugs or enlist other magical girls' help—drag them along by force if necessary.
She'd spoken harshly to them.
But Dane had no choice.
With any other magical girl, she wouldn't have been so ruthless in her rejection.
She'd have encouraged them actively, pushing their plan forward.
But not as someone she was confident would succeed.
Simply as a discardable pawn for the future.
Dane herself would stay in a safe position where she could bail anytime, manipulating those pawns as she pleased.
If the operation succeeded, great—she'd weave her cunning rhetoric to claim all the credit.
If it failed, a casual "What a shame~" and she'd cut ties swiftly.
But she hadn't done that with those two.
Even knowing it was overly protective, she'd stubbornly opposed it... because they weren't ordinary people like the other magical girls to her.
Blue Sapphire carried a debt from long ago—something Dane felt deeply sorry for.
Black Twilight had started as just a link or tool to sway Blue Sapphire, but prolonged contact had reminded Dane of someone precious... and she'd grown determined to protect her.
So in the end, she wanted to move them both somewhere far from the front lines, somewhere safe.
They had noble intentions but were shortsighted and immature in so many ways; if they stayed in this city, they'd inevitably fall back into the enemy's playthings.
It was obvious without even looking.
Once they left this Facility, it wouldn't even take a week before they reverted to mindless hypnosis slaves like before.
Shaking their hips unconsciously, servicing with their bitch holes... Ugh, just thinking about it gave her a headache.
...Still, their abilities are useful.
Black's like me—an assassin type... and she can handle traps, my weak point. She's objectively superior, a complete all-rounder magical girl.
Blue Sapphire's powers are flashy and strong. Especially against groups. She can counter gimmicks too. Plenty of ways to use her. And her will is unbreakable.
...Black's nearly invincible in one-on-one. Perfect for assassinations... Blue Sapphire excels against one-to-many, armies.
Plus, Blue Sapphire for frontline combat, Black for scouting or rear support...
...Huh, thinking about it, they're a pretty good combo?
Moreover, their resolve had already spread significantly among the magical girls in this Facility.
If the Benei Guard Chief hadn't unluckily intervened, both would have overcome the trials Dane set, and many here admired their spirited, bold demeanor during daily life.
Dane had been harsh, but their reputations were solid... If they'd asked, plenty of magical girls would have joined their operation.
"...Haa, enough about those two."
She shook her head with a sigh-laden voice.
Truly pointless thoughts.
Both seemed like they could achieve so much with just the right guidance.
Maybe even more—and greater—than what she and her old comrades had done (though they'd all scattered or gone missing).
Such regrets were meaningless delusions, mere sentimentality.
"...Where's Noah? I need some meds."
Shaking off the nagging distractions, Dane stood.
Sending a flame messenger yielded nothing.
Maybe it couldn't reach, or she was too focused on something else to notice. Dane had no way to know.
But this happened occasionally, so she wasn't too worried.
Dane had been captured by the Mech拉克 in the past, subjected to torture-like training, and extreme modifications and development.
Her body was riddled with penalties that made daily life hard; Noah's potions were key in suppressing them.
—Where was Noah right now?
—Come to think of it, she hasn't been around much since yesterday.
"...Guess I'll look for her. She better not be seducing some innocent girl into something weird again..."
Knowing Noah's frustrating personality and her somewhat violent, straightforward nature, Dane muttered with a hint of concern.
Noah's abilities were excellent, but without a tight leash, she was always a wildcard ready to bolt.
Dane kept her close to control her—to prevent mishaps with those useful powers.
And so, Dane left the Benei Guard Chief's private room, wandering the Facility's interior in search of Noah.
But even after some time... she couldn't find her.
Where did she go...? She couldn't have gone outside...
Slurp... slurp... slurp...
Gluck... gluck... gluck...
In the prison cell holding the Benei Guard Chief.
Though much of the equipment had been removed, the heavily isolated space still held not just the Guard Chief, but someone else.
Unsurprisingly, it was the brown-haired magical girl in maid attire—Noah.
Her signature maid outfit lay filthy on the floor.
Noah herself, stark naked, knelt before the Guard Chief, devoutly sucking his cock.
......
...? Wha... t...?
What... am I... doing... right now...?
Noah's mind drifted hazily as she pondered.
What she was doing.
Why she was on all fours like a bitch, eagerly sucking this man's stinking dick (a magnificent size with a brutal shape) like it was delicious.
She tried recalling how this happened.
Yesterday, she'd come to revive the Guard Chief and ask for a way to subdue Dane.
Then secretly make him her subordinate, spark a rebellion against Dane, and claim all the magical girls in this Facility for herself.
Build her little kingdom here.
If greed struck, she'd swallow the Liberation Front too...
So... I revived the Guard Chief... with my potion...
The man... powerless after Dane got to him...
She'd dispelled Dane's Charm while applying Weakening to ensure he couldn't resist.
A mere Guard Chief, unmodified as a soldier, was no match for a magical girl no matter what.
Noah had been a bit cautious... but never dreamed he'd overpower her.
After feeding him the potion laced with her magic to free him, his eyes soon regained their spark.
Strutting triumphantly, she'd declared to him:
"Now, kneel there first? No—get on your belly and oink like a pig. Do that, and I won't hurt you too bad. Just a little pain."
Noah remembered the thrill melting her brain with conquest.
And then, and then, and then—
...Huh...? What happened... after...?
She couldn't remember the rest.
"Hey, suck it properly. What's your purpose, slut?"
"Glurk... sluuuurp...♡♡ Haaa...♡♡ I... I am... Master Benei's cocksucker... cock sheath... brood sow... slave... dick case... flesh toilet... cum-dump toilet bitch...♡♡ My body and soul exist solely for Master's pleasure♡♡ That's my worth, my reason for being...♡♡!"
Noah answered energetically, drool spilling from her gaping mouth.
Mid-confession, she got so aroused by her own words she came lightly.
The Benei Guard Chief looked down at her contemptuously, then thrust his cock back at her face.
Noah trembled with joy at the magnificent rod that bound her soul, eagerly engulfing it once more.
Her ass wiggled and swayed happily in ecstasy.
In the isolated cell, lewd slurps and bitchy moans echoed unnoticed...