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Hand on your heart, think about it—I ignored Setsuna's glare, as if telling me to cut the bullshit, and kept talking.
"What I'm saying is, as you've just seen, Brynhildr already stamped her pussy print on the document declaring herself my sow. Sure, I'm just a freshman, but I'm also a businessman, so when it comes to documents like that... No, hear me out. Don't look at it with eyes saying 'The president's pussy...♡'."
"I never did! I'm just furious thinking about the humiliation the president endured...!!"
Does she think she's good at lying? Even while raging, she couldn't tear her eyes away from Brynhildr's clear, beautiful pussy print on the pledge.
It was a bit ridiculous, but now wasn't the time to debate her lying skills, so I let out a small sigh and continued. "Anyway, we can't just void a signed contract now. What if Brynhildr comes checking if her pledge is safe? What do I say? 'Setsuna volunteered to be my sow instead'?"
"Of course not!"
"Exactly. So, once a pledge is sealed, it's unbreakable. Brynhildr knew that and stamped it herself."
"But..."
"However! This pledge is basically a contract. Look here—there's no clause saying I can't make you my sow too. And it says I can 'spread her pussy anytime, anywhere if I want'..."
"You mean...!"
Setsuna's darkening face brightened. She felt hope that even if her life ended up as a sow, she could at least save Brynhildr from my grasp.
"Yeah, it's sealed, but as long as I don't go claim Brynhildr, she won't suffer brutal, filthy sexual exploitation from me."
"If I become your sow, the president remains just a sow on paper."
"Now you're getting it! But there's one problem."
"Problem? What problem? Spit it out!"
Having tasted hope, she charged toward me, forgetting she was naked. Likewise naked, Baek Geum-hwa tried to block between us like a proper pussy guard, but I secretly gave her a thumbs-up for her loyalty before speaking to Setsuna.
"The problem is..."
"..."
"You don't turn me on at all as a sow."
"What?!"
Setsuna scowled as I eyed her up and down like a contest judge, then bellowed.
"You saying I'm not good enough to be your sow?!"
"Be honest—hand on your heart. Does Brynhildr turn you on more, or do you? Hell, if it was you and her together, I'd want to do filthy things with Brynhildr, not you."
"Guh...!!"
"Kukuku, strutting around with that high nose, but you're not even sow material, you idiot?"
"Meat toilet, shut your trap!"
Honestly, from my view, both were beauties beyond "nation-toppling stunners," but Setsuna, head over heels for Brynhildr, couldn't retort. She just yelled at mocking Baek Geum-hwa and bit her lip in defeat.
"F-Fine, I'm lacking compared to the president in many ways. Unlike her, I've got a fiery temper, my sword comes out before words, and I get so disgusted by you I wanna punch you in my sleep."
"...You know it well."
"But! Even I can be a better sow than the president!"
"Better sow?"
"Poor wording, but the point is I can satisfy you more as a sow! No, I'm superior to her as a sow!"
Her rage was palpable on my skin—yeah right.
Slick words... What a shameless sow. Claiming she can be a better sow than that silver-haired sow—she doesn't even know her place.
Even the System, which had publicly declared Brynhildr had top head sow potential, scoffed at Setsuna's claim. Suppressing my amusement, I feigned surprise at her bravado, then let out a deliberate hum for her to hear.
"Really? I'm not convinced... You, a better sow than Brynhildr? Hot enough that I wouldn't even need to claim her?"
"Yes! Not to brag, but these tits! A bit smaller than the president's, but this ass—I can confidently say it's superior!"
"Then let's see."
"Uh..."
Realizing her tits couldn't compete, she slapped her own ass with a smack. I played judge again, circling behind her.
"Hmm..."
"H-How is it...! This ass of Miyamoto Setsuna... Not just for touching, but spanking too—it's a royal peach, I swear!"
"Yeah?"
"Yes! This is more than enough for your sow! So...!"
"Since we're on it, wanna give it a spank?"
"Kyiiiik?!"
"Oh, nice reaction."
Slap—♡
A light smack, but she arched her back in shock. Through my Breeding Uncle eyes, I confirmed it was an erogenous zone, but Setsuna—who'd boasted about its spankability—clearly didn't know. As I raised my hand for another, she blocked it.
"T-Tasting ends here! Want more? Admit I can be your sow."
"Hmm... Just one smack, but yeah, premium handfeel—top-tier ass."
"Guh... Being judged by trash like you...!"
Like how she and Park Ayoung growled at eye contact, Setsuna and I had bickered nonstop since last year. The guy she'd wanted gone most was now absolutely dominating, appraising her as sow material—furious, naturally. Her rage alone would let me creampie Radgridz's pussy four times tonight. I gave my verdict.
"But it's not enough. You can't come with me, Miss Setsuna."
"W-What?! Don't bullshit me. You said my ass was good!"
"I did. Tastier than Brynhildr's, sure, but her tits could do this just fine. No need to seek yours out."
"Guh...?!"
"..."
Why is she nodding? I'd prepped counterarguments expecting a fight. I sighed inwardly at her lip-biting, tongue-rolling, and glanced at Baek Geum-hwa.
"...All the bitches around Master are fucked up, huh."
"You included, right?"
"Fuck off. I'm the most normal!"
Refreshed by Baek Geum-hwa's cute outburst while Setsuna pondered, I dropped to my knees before her ass.
Startled, Setsuna reflexively covered her pussy and yelled. "What are you doing?!"
"Asking what a sow-wannabe is doing? Deduct points. And why cover your pussy? More points off. Brynhildr spread instantly when I said open. Think you can outdo her like this?"
"I'm not ready... Not a sow on paper yet, so this reaction's natural!"
"Fair."
"More than that, you wanna see my p-pussy...!!"
"Obviously. But a sow should want to show me. Brynhildr spread wide the moment I glanced."
"I know! That's sow basics! I just... panicked reflexively!"
"Yeah?"
Setsuna fidgeted with her pussy-covering hand. From ironclad guard, it suddenly grabbed her labia minora. Her startled pussy twitched, then slowly forced its mouth open by the fingers pulling sideways.
"H-Here, look at my pussy... Please behold this sow pussy—vermilion, prime flesh, perfect grip..."
"Heh heh, you're wet? Humiliated yet dripping."
A pure virgin pussy, hymen visible. Slick with gloss, inner folds writhing like begging to be fucked—heroine-grade premium.
"Soaking like this. Who's the slut?"
"F-For a sow... sluttiness is natural. Gotta serve you anytime, anywhere..."
"Hmm, yeah, looks like pure reflex. You're not a sow yet, as I said."
"So, how is it? Prime sow material, right? Hurry and..."
"Nah, still lacking. Gotta test it. See if you're prime sow potential, worth choosing over Brynhildr."
"Test...? Whatever it is, bring it! I'll prove I'm a prime sow!"
Just hearing "test," Baek Geum-hwa rummaged her bag dizzily.