Chapter 147
Not a hand—stick out your pussy, Setsuna.
As Setsuna nodded at my proposal, I grabbed her along with Baek Geum-hwa and headed out of the classroom.
"Where are we going? Didn't you say we were gonna have a showdown? Don't tell me you're chickening out now that it's go-time..."
"As if. We're obviously heading to a spot perfect for the contest. What, you thought I'd just play rock-paper-scissors or something 'cause it's a showdown?"
She'd challenged me to a bet, but now that I accepted, she seemed uneasy as I dragged her out of the classroom toward a direction she knew all too well. Was some anxiety creeping in? Under my pitiful gaze, Setsuna started reaching for her sword in a huff, but then let out a deep sigh like her insides were boiling over and shot back at me.
"...But aside from that crap, isn't there any event where a bastard like you could possibly gain the upper hand over me?"
"What, you want me to win? You wanna lose to me and get fucked like a dog?"
"W-Who would?! D-Don't talk bullshit!"
"Then shut up and follow quietly. I've come up with something pretty balanced, you know."
"Come up with...?"
Setsuna tilted her head, as if my words implied I'd predicted her reaction perfectly.
"Did you seriously predict how I'd react or something?"
"Kinda? I figured you'd pull some excuse to avoid offering up your pussy—like, I get it, you thought after one fuck I'd be hooked on your body and you'd boss me around with some baseless delusion? Nah, didn't see that level of self-delusion coming. Even narcissism has its limits."
"Kh...?!"
Setsuna's face flushed beet red with shame. She'd probably thought it was a flawless plan, but now under my gaze that screamed you're pathetic, she felt the embarrassment hit hard.
"Now that I say it out loud, you get how fucking hilarious your stunt was, right?"
"Sh-Shut up...!!"
"Heh heh heh."
"Kekeke. Ngh♡ Wh-What the hell, suddenly...♡"
We're off to do something naughty, but with Baek Geum-hwa giggling along like that, it feels even more wicked. As I groped her jiggling milky tits while walking, mimicking my chuckle, the familiar gymnasium slowly came into view.
The practice space where Park Ayoung and her volleyball teammates sweated it out every day—and recently reopened as a brand-new sow pens.
Setsuna, cooling her flushed face, asked me again.
"Isn't this the gymnasium? No way your 'showdown' is you challenging me to volleyball?"
"As if. Not heading there—next door."
"Next door? You don't mean... you bastard, no way...?"
You seriously? For real? Her eyes narrowed sharply, like she'd guessed my destination and it only made things more suspicious.
And she had every reason to stare like that. The place I was heading was none other than the kendo hall—her home turf, where she served as club leader. To Setsuna, it was as familiar as the student council president's office.
"Since it's a showdown in your specialty, you can't cry foul and say it's unfair if you lose, got it?"
"That's my line. What the hell are you planning? You gonna send this meat toilet bitch out in your place?"
Setsuna glared at Baek Geum-hwa like I wasn't even there anymore. A Valkyrie like her dueling a support like me? It'd be like an adult fighting a kid.
She bared her competitive fangs at Baek Geum-hwa, like she wanted to settle their unfinished business from last time for good—but that lasted only a moment.
"As if. I'm doing this myself."
"...Hah?"
At my response—like, what the fuck did you just say?—Setsuna, who'd been locked in a death stare with Baek Geum-hwa, whipped her gaze back to me in disbelief.
"Are you insane? I'm a Valkyrie. Sure, you've trained a bit, but you're still just a regular human. There's no way you beat me."
"That's why I said it. I considered the balance myself."
"What are you even—?! Ahh?! What the hell are you doing!!"
Setsuna still looked confused, tilting her head. But the second she saw me head to the shinai rack and pull something from my bag, she yelled and charged at me.
"You bastard, what shady shit are you up to now?!"
"This your shinai? Yep, name's on it."
Did she think I was up to no good with her shinai? Not wrong, but I wasn't guilty about it, so I beckoned her over casually.
"Alright, let's get to it—strip already."
"Wh-What?! What the hell are you saying?!"
"Kendo showdown. Like you said, a trained normie like me'll swing with my hands, but you're a Valkyrie and a sow, right? So sow-style..."
"Y-You mean swing the shinai with your pussy?!"
"Quick on the uptake."
Was I staring too obviously? I beckoned Setsuna—who was glaring daggers with her face beet red, like of course you'd say that—and said,
"What're you waiting for? Strip. Or I'll rat you out to Brynhildr like this."
"F-Fine... Fine, just don't rush me...!!"
Of course, I'd snitch even if she stripped. Swallowing that, I gestured for her to stop shaking those fuckable massive tits and just get naked already. With Brynhildr's name dropped, Setsuna couldn't ignore it—she bit her lip and started unbuttoning her blouse.
"You filthy bastard, can't even fight fair—instead you humiliate me like this...!!"
"Not my loss. Yours. Besides, a fair fight was never on the table between you and me."
"Kh...?!"
Setsuna clicked her tongue in frustration. She knew damn well—without handicaps like this, "showdown" wouldn't even apply between us.
"Even so, swinging a shinai with your pussy? How the hell is that possible?!"
"Heh heh heh, obsessed over it hard. A contest that's balanced and hot as fuck... Don't worry about how to swing it—I've got that covered too. Just strip first."
"Hoo, this crazy master fucker's got some wild ideas."
"What was that?"
"Didn't say shit?! D-Don't strip meee?!"
Seizing the moment, I stripped Baek Geum-hwa naked while she tried to glare daggers at me. Meanwhile, Setsuna fumbled with her buttons, glancing around nervously, muttering in a shaky voice.
"Stripping in a place like this... Getting totally naked... What if someone comes back for something they forgot from morning practice...?!"
"Heh heh heh, yeah, you'd get an eyeful from whoever shows up. Excited? Pussy twitching at the thought of someone seeing your slutty ass?"
"Sh-Shut up... Defiling this sacred space... How far are you gonna humiliate me...!"
"H-Hah, shut uppp...!"
After Brynhildr's urethral urination in the historic student council office? This was nothing. I savored Setsuna biting her lip bloody, then grabbed her shinai from the rack and jammed a transparent U-shaped custom dildo from my bag onto the handle.
Oh, and this wasn't just any dildo.
◈ A filthy tool handcrafted by Breeding Uncle Kang Han-beom.
◈ Allows equipping a sword to the pussy.
◈ Induces heat in the wearer upon equipping.
◈ Amplifies pussy sensitivity.
◈ Makes pussy orgasms far easier for the wearer.
My masterpiece, custom-made for this showdown with Setsuna. Super simple to use: Slot the shinai's pommel (or tsuba end) into the groove near the dildo's base, shove the whole thing into the sow's pussy, and done.
"Zoro's three-sword style from One Piece? My sows can theoretically go four- or even five-sword style now."
"Fucking insane... So goddamn nasty. Yesterday you were rambling some bullshit—what, all to make this?! Ack, d-don't hit meee?!"
"Heh heh heh. Figured it out now, huh?"
You're something else. With Setsuna's sow shinai set up, I dragged over a spare practice one and smacked Baek Geum-hwa's ass with it—
"I-I'm naked now... Hurry up and face me...!!"
Her vengeance burning from the humiliation, Setsuna thrust her hand out fiercely.
"Hey now—not the hand. The pussy."
"Kh...!"
No dice. To grind down her pride completely, I demanded her pussy—and with a tongue-click, Setsuna slowly spread her legs.
She assumed a perfect submissive pose: hands behind her head, legs splayed in a squat, thrusting her dripping, glistening pussy toward me.
"Daring to pull this filthy stunt in this sacred dojo... Fine. Pay for underestimating me and my pussy. I'll prove even swinging a shinai with my pussy, I can crush a worm like you ea—Oooohhh...?!"
Squelch♡
The instant I rammed the dildo into her pussy, Setsuna arched her back with a vulgar moan and clamped down on it tight.