Chapter 6
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: Roommate
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The dormitory was far better equipped than I'd imagined.
This place, packed with all sorts of cutting-edge systems, looked less like a dorm and more like a laboratory.
Oddly enough, the dorm supervisor was a researcher. He scanned the barcode on the back of my neck and promptly handed me a room card and the rulebook.
"Newbie, huh? Rooms are two to a unit.
Your roommate's a first-year Magical Girl just like you.
Read the Association rulebook right away and follow it to the letter."
"Yes, sir."
Since the dorm supervisor was a researcher too, disobeying the rules wasn't even an option for me.
I quickly skimmed the slim rulebook he'd given me right there. It was filled with nothing but obvious clauses.
• All questions arising during experiments are to be resolved by following the researcher's judgment.
• Magical Girls' meals, sleep, and excretion must be performed only at permitted times and locations, using designated methods and items.
• The dorm supervisor inspects Magical Girls' bodies upon entry and exit.
• Magical Girls must attend all Association events.
• Magical Girls must use Association-provided drugs, support equipment, and training devices at specified times. Discontinuing use at will is prohibited.
• Magical Girls must prioritize official Association materials over personal records or memories.
• Magical Girls must submit status reports at designated times.
• Feelings of anxiety, confusion, or memory gaps in Magical Girls are natural phenomena.
• In cases of confusion over rule interpretation, Association directives take precedence over all common sense.
• Researchers may implement additional rules at any time, which may be applied retroactively and serve as grounds for disciplining Magical Girls.
The rulebook went on with endless minor clauses like that.
They were all horrific restrictions that endlessly curtailed a Magical Girl's freedom, but...
Dorms are places where multiple people live together, after all. Rules like these are standard everywhere.
With that in mind, I offered my body to the dorm supervisor for inspection without any resistance.
He began the examination swiftly.
First, he peered into my face, then pulled out my tongue and forced up the corners of my mouth to make a dumb expression.
Next, he groped my breasts casually, lifted my arms to inspect my smooth, hairless armpits, and fixed them behind my head.
When he stroked the lewd tattoo glistening on my smooth belly, I shivered lightly.
Then, as he grabbed my knees and spread my legs sideways, my pussy—dripping wet from being touched and in heat from the lewd tattoo—was fully exposed.
The dorm supervisor reached out casually.
Naturally, a metallic clink rang out as the chastity belt on my clit blocked his hand.
"What, you're a virgin? Then for a while, we'll just inspect the clit and anal areas—no pussy."
The moment he finished speaking, he started twisting and spinning my clit, playing with it like a toy. My hips twisted along with it, treated like a plaything.
Pshhht!
"Hnggh!"
Of course, my clit—heated up by the lewd tattoo—couldn't hold out long. It surrendered with a white flag, squirting everywhere.
Finally, he spread my always-clean post-transformation anus slightly to check everywhere and said,
"Maintain this position for future inspections."
I nodded repeatedly in agreement, climaxing from my clit the whole time.
With his business done, he headed straight back into the dorm supervisor's office.
I barely steadied my wobbly legs from the orgasm and made my way to the assigned room.
Upon arriving, the sight that greeted me was like a prison—heavy on security.
Sounds of loud masturbation moans and wet squelches echoed from various rooms nearby.
The facilities were cutting-edge to an excessive degree, but soundproofing apparently wasn't a priority.
Feeling my face heat up, I knocked lightly, then cautiously swiped the card key to open the door.
Inside stood my roommate, in the midst of intense masturbation.
She flinched in surprise at the sudden intrusion,
but didn't stop her motions, carrying through to the end.
With her declaration, her pussy sprayed hot, sincere-in-heat pussy juice straight at Lucy's face.
Lucy had no time to dodge and got absolutely drenched in her roommate's fluids.
As the warm love juices streamed from head to toe, she froze in panic.
"Wh-what the hell?! Who are you?! Why're you barging into someone else's room?!"
The red-haired Magical Girl who'd just finished masturbating yelled in flustered outrage.
She hurriedly put her costume back on, but it was already soaked in sticky fluids—pointless.
Overwhelmed by the anger filling the room, Lucy felt her voice shrinking.
"I'm Lucy... starting life here today..."
A beat late, she grasped the situation and panicked hard.
A lame excuse tumbled out.
"...You should've at least knocked."
"I... did knock."
Her initial outburst made her expression freeze solid in embarrassment.
Realizing her mistake, her face flushed red, and she quickly looked away.
She'd been so absorbed in masturbating that she probably hadn't heard the knock.
She glanced at the half-drenched Lucy, lips twitching apologetically.
"Sorry. Got used to having the place to myself for a bit—no idea a roommate was coming. Let me introduce myself properly now. I'm Scarlett."
Even after introducing herself, Scarlett couldn't quite meet her eyes.
Love juices still dripping from her pussy amplified her embarrassment.
"N-no, it's fine... I should've knocked louder.
Please take care of me from now on, Senior Scarlett."
"Senior? Pfft."
She coughed awkwardly and waved it off repeatedly.
"I awakened this year too. Just Scarlett is fine."
Scarlett eyed the soaked Lucy, scratched her head, and said,
"First things first, let's wash up? I dirtied the floor, so I'll clean it quick—shower together."
Lucy nodded faintly.
Scarlett began eagerly licking up the love-juice-soaked floor, and Lucy couldn't just watch—she soon joined in, tongues working side by side.
As the two Magical Girls crawled around, the metallic floor gleamed clean in no time.
Scarlett pointed to a large hole in one wall.
"That's the shower room. Guess we both need to hit it up."
There were two capsules side by side, just big enough for one person each.
"They're pretty state-of-the-art. Step in, and it cleans every nook and cranny automatically.
Though, it does feel like they're using space super efficiently."
The two sent their scant fabric scraps back into mana and bared their white naked bodies.
Peering inside the shower capsule,
there were indentations in the walls for inserting arms and legs.
Even in the cramped space, no need to contort—just slot limbs into the spots.
The shower itself was surprisingly ordinary.
The capsule sealed, scanned my barcode, and warm water jets at perfect pressure flowed inside.
The water smelled nice, and with a whir, brushes emerged, scrubbing my whole body with foam—including the limbs in the walls.
Beep—
A languid feeling washed over me, along with what seemed like a faint sound, but I blacked out right after.
I came to thanks to Scarlett's beastly howls next door.
Whatever was happening inside, she was bellowing her climaxes to the world.
Meanwhile, Lucy—somehow—even had her chastity-belt-blocked areas cleaned spotless.
Soon, cozy warm air filled the capsule, drying every last drop before releasing the limb locks.
Scarlett hit her fifth and tumbled out amid steamy heat.
"Told you—'every nook and cranny' is the problem."
"?"
A fleeting sense of wrongness passed, but shower done, Scarlett remade her Magical Girl costume and led me around, explaining everything.
Being a two-person room, the interior was roomier than expected.
Reading nook, gym, even a spa—the facilities were top-notch.
"And this is the sleep room. I use this side, so take the opposite."
She pointed to a dimly ominous spot deep inside.
Two chair-like things sat side by side—not beds, more like operating tables.
The surfaces had decently cushy mats, but thin, sturdy-looking restraint bands were neatly arrayed on both sides for securing bodies.
"Th-those are... beds...?"
Lucy instinctively stepped back.
Scarlett nodded casually.
"Yeah. They look like that, but they're super comfy. Blocks sleep-talking, and the backrest fully reclines, so you can lie flat easy. Here, watch."
Scarlett hopped on without hesitation.
The moment her back touched, a low hum sounded, and it moved automatically.
The backrest reclined perfectly, and the bands slithered around her neck, waist, arms, and legs.
Lucy flinched, but Scarlett wiggled her toes nonchalantly.
"Once secured like this, you can't move no matter what—no worries about rolling off."
Once she was locked down, a floor panel slid open, and some unfamiliar device started rising.
But for some reason, it retreated hastily, replaced by a speaker module.
Then, a piercing alarm blared, followed by a voice message.
Beeeep!
"This is not sleep time.
Magical Girls must engage in schedule-appropriate activities."
Scarlett froze stiff.
Her face drained pale, then she plastered on a forced grin and muttered coolly,
"C'mon, wasn't trying to sleep—just demoing. Let it slide this once."
But the machine scanned her barcode and mercilessly announced,
"Regulation violation confirmed. Scan result: Individual name—Automatic Heating Onahole. Report to the punishment room upon summons."
With that, the machine fell silent.