Chapter 13
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 13
Chapter Title: Mark of Enslavement
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"Since you passed the test... I guess it's okay to give you the real power now."
The Evil God's tone, which had been playful all along, suddenly turned serious.
No sooner had the words ended than a strange mist began to rise around us.
"This feeling..."
The peculiar energy emanating from the mist felt quite familiar.
It was similar to the sensation in his hand when he had hypnotized Flora.
- Shoooo...
The mist rose thick enough to fill the room where he and Flora had consummated their deed.
It moved like a wave, slowly seeping into his body.
"Krgh...?!"
And at that moment... an immense pain began to surge.
"It might hurt a bit... but you have to endure it.
Becoming the apostle of a great being like me isn't easy!"
He had barely passed a life-or-death test... and now it seemed the bar had been raised to enduring comparable agony for it to count as a true pass.
"Gaaaaaaah!!!!!"
A vivid pain like a jagged saw blade tearing through flesh spread across his skin,
accompanied by the sensation of a massive hammer pounding directly on his bones.
No matter how tightly he clenched his teeth or screamed, the pain wouldn't subside,
and the strange mist—seemingly conjured by the Evil God—kept relentlessly invading him.
"Hah... grk...!"
The agony, which subjectively felt like an eternity, finally stopped.
But in reality, less than thirty seconds had passed.
"Doesn't... seem like much has changed..."
When he opened his trembling eyes and looked at his body again,
it wasn't much different from when he first received the Evil God's power.
His well-muscled, attractive physique remained the same,
as did the monstrous endowment far beyond ordinary standards.
He caught his breath and turned his head, but no physical changes were apparent.
"Damn it... I figured as mu... ch...?"
Just as he was about to smack his forehead, suspecting he'd been tricked by the Evil God again,
something unusual caught his eye as his gaze shifted to Flora.
'A tattoo...? Did Flora have a tattoo?'
A pitch-black diamond pattern etched on her chest.
It hadn't been there moments ago, yet now it stood out vividly.
"Ah! It finally took properly. The 'Mark of Enslavement'."
"Mark of Enslavement..."
As he tilted his head quizzically at the mysterious mark,
the Evil God spoke up gleefully, as if he'd been waiting for him to notice.
"You used the power I gave you to hypnotize and fuck this bitch, right?
The result is that 'Mark of Enslavement'.
Any bitch branded with it can't defy your commands,
and she'll gradually be drawn to you, craving desire and pleasure."
"What... so it's not really any different from before?"
"Hey now! I haven't finished explaining, so listen first before asking."
The Evil God raised his voice in a scolding tone at his slightly disappointed reaction.
It seemed like more of the same, but... he'd hear it out.
"Simply hypnotizing them isn't enough to erode a Magical Girl's mana,
so you have to make them writhe in ecstasy.
Without that mark, your abilities wouldn't change much,
but with it branded, you can do whatever you want with her for real."
"So... have sex while she's hypnotized?"
"Exactly! Fuck her with the mark in place and fill her up with your seed.
By the way... your semen will be used to erode her mana, so no worries there."
The Evil God seemed to know even about the condom he'd used earlier.
In other words, he could creampie to his heart's content without issue.
"In conclusion... brand the mark and keep fucking her to corrupt her."
"Good thing you catch on quick. I was worried you might not get it!"
He wasn't so dim-witted as to miss that much.
If anything, the explanation felt a bit sloppy.
He'd finally gained real power... but something even more important came first.
Securing a promise from the Evil God.
"Thanks for the power... but I'd like one promise from you."
Asking for a promise from the Evil God sounded a bit ridiculous,
but he needed something to ease his mind.
"A promise? Worried I'll stab you in the back again?"
The Evil God seemed aware he'd done so before.
"No need to worry. I absolutely won't from now on.
If it ever happens... well, you can fuck me, how's that?"
The Evil God's smug declaration, offering himself up if he broke the promise.
"Ugh... urk..."
The bizarre voice made him want to retch for a moment.
But the Evil God had a point; he wouldn't be wronged.
The creature who spawned Monsters probably looked no different—or worse—,
meaning it was offering the right to fuck a monster.
No matter what, sex with a monster was physiologically impossible for him.
"What's with that reaction? It's kinda hurtful, you know?"
"Sorry. My stomach's just churning from lunch earlier."
He apologized for retching in front of the guy outright,
making up an excuse to avoid offending him further.
"Whatever! I'll definitely keep the promise, so relax."
The Evil God grumbled, clearly seeing through the lame excuse,
but his tone didn't sound too offended.
With those words, the suspiciously amicable Evil God vanished.
"So... that's the Mark of Enslavement, huh."
Once the Evil God's voice faded,
he closely examined the mark on Flora's chest as she lay asleep again.
Since she wasn't fully corrupted by the power yet,
the thumbnail-sized mark was still faintly colored.
- Shooo...
Curious what it would feel like, he brought his hand closer,
and the mark shrank as if sinking into her body before disappearing.
When he moved his hand away and back, it reappeared.
Like a car's hood ornament, it could be tucked away at will.
"Whoa... not a single drop left."
As he reached to cover Flora with a blanket, a surprising sight caught his eye.
Her belly had been slightly bloated from being filled with semen,
and after pulling out, it had gushed out.
But now, after some time talking with the Evil God post-sex,
her body was just faintly moist; the semen had cleanly vanished.
"Irresponsible pleasure... really exists, huh."
The Evil God's words—"Your seed is used to erode mana"—were proven.
No need to buy and carry condoms anymore.
"Can't just leave her like this, so maybe I'll crash here too."
Leaving Flora alone and heading home felt awkward.
It was already very late, but still,
abandoning her like that didn't sit right.
The sofa was spacious enough for several people anyway,
so he draped his shirt over himself and lay down beside her to sleep.
"Kyaaaaah!!"
A scream jolted him awake early in the morning.
'Wha... what's this... noise...'
Wondering why such a sound reached his ears at dawn,
he recalled having sex at Flora's place last night and sleeping together.
"...Ah."
"You... you bastard... you filthy scum...!!"
Flora grabbed his hair while he was still rubbing sleep from his eyes.
Her glare burned with intent to kill.
It wouldn't be odd if she slapped him dozens of times,
but as the Evil God's apostle, he had a way to turn this around.
"Filthy scum? I merely helped replenish Flora-nim's mana."
Similar to when extending his hand for hypnosis,
this time he infused a bit of power into his voice.
Framing it as simply sex for mana replenishment.
"Mana... replenishment...?"
Flora looked baffled at his matter-of-fact absurdity,
then her eyes lost focus as she tilted her head.
"Replenishing mana through sex whenever there's time is only natural.
Otherwise, it'll interfere with your duties as a Magical Girl."
"Th-that... would be a problem."
Her perception altered: sex for mana replenishment is natural.
With her common sense flipped, Flora accepted his words at face value.
"We still have plenty of time... how about one more?"
His smartphone showed 6:10.
Two more rounds wouldn't make him late for work.
"Wh-why should I listen to you...?"
Blushing and turning her head away,
Flora didn't shake off his hand gripping her arm.
Instead, she shyly spread her legs, signaling willingness for sex... mana replenishment.
Well then... as her Manager, it was only natural to oblige.