Chapter 37
Chapter 37
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 37
Chapter Title: An Excuse for Training
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To think that the female knight, who had just been spreading her own pussy wide for this wicked fiend moments ago, was now doing the same with her asshole!
"Hoo... How long has it been since you last defecated for it to not even open properly like this?"
Eleonora slammed her ripening, apple-red face against the floor, yet still kept stroking her own asshole as I continued to caress it, prompting her to shriek at me.
"I-I don't know! Do you think I'd remember something like that, you filthy bastard?!"
"No, no. You do remember. You definitely remember, but you're lying right now."
No way she doesn't know.
This was my first time training a woman—a female knight, no less—but after diligently observing and watching Eleonora these past few days, one thing was clear: she might not remember much else, but she'd never forget a shameful secret like this.
"I told you not to stroke it! Why do you keep— Hiiiik?!"
"Tell me. When did you last defecate—shit out of this hole?"
"Sh-shitting again?! Such filthy words...?!"
Haa! Haa! Haa!
Was she venting her rage at me? No. I'd carefully listened to and analyzed her breathing while ravaging her before, so I knew. This sow was getting excited without even realizing it.
Of course, it was only a half-hearted excitement, mixed with fury at me for forcing another humiliating confession from her lips and anticipation at the thought of saying it herself.
"The moment you snag one weakness, you try to reveal your true nature... How are you any different from that pig?!"
For now, her hostility toward me was still strong enough that this wave of anger—a powerful emotion that could unleash unknown strength even from the person feeling it—was smothering the sexual anticipation slowly kindling from her shame. But there was no need to quell that anger just yet.
"Enough. Just answer me. When was the last time you... shit? Or, to soften it a bit, defecated?"
"Kgh, ngh...?!"
I needed to stoke her fury even more. This played a crucial role in establishing a proper hierarchy. It had to repeat until she realized for herself that no matter how much she raged, reality wouldn't change.
That's why I was deliberately choosing the dirtiest words possible. But on the other hand...
"H-how dare you! Even in my current pathetic state, you think I'd reveal such a shameful secret...?!"
Eleonora glared at me with her still beet-red face, but before she could even finish, she slammed her face back to the floor and played dumb, gesturing as if she'd never tell no matter what.
Just as the body warns us before a major illness strikes, or birds and rats sense impending disaster and signal it first...
Eleonora's body was doing the same.
Her ass trembled wildly as if an earthquake had hit, the bell on it jingling nonstop, and she kept stealing glances at me with that flushed face.
Eleonora herself might not realize it, but unconsciously, her female body was whispering to me—her male—its secrets.
'If you want to hear my shameful secrets, torment me more!'
Of course, she wasn't saying it outright, and she had no intention of doing so. No matter how much I pressed, she wouldn't answer now.
This was when I pulled out the method I'd used so often these past few days.
Providing her with an excuse—a pretext to escape.
"So, you're absolutely refusing to answer? This is strictly part of a medical procedure, you know? Parasites live right here, in this asshole pussy! They suck up nutrients from inside, bit by bit."
"Hik?!"
To think such a vile worm could be living in her filthy hole! Eleonora's ass jerked violently again.
A truly delightful sight from behind, one that pleased the eyes. But I'd savor that later. For now, to pluck this sweet fruit, it was time to apply medicine and fertilizer.
"Do you keep misunderstanding this as me training you? Why do you think I'm taking time out of my precious schedule—pausing your training, even—to do this?"
"Kgh..."
A groan thick with regret, as if wondering why she'd ever told me about her body's issues. But I'd anticipated this from the start. I'd been planning something bigger for her training all along.
"So, tell me. I need to know your exact symptoms and physical condition to treat you or whatever."
"I still can't say...! Such a shameful secret, I can't..."
She was fine spreading her asshole pussy in front of a strange man, but this was a shameful secret? Getting impatient and slapping her ass here would only give her an excuse to clam up.
"There's this disease called hemorrhoids."
"...?"
What was this sudden topic? Eleonora cautiously turned her head, those beautiful eyes gleaming at me, so I prodded her asshole pussy with my pinky fingertip as I explained.
"Hnggh...!"
"It mainly happens in the blood vessels around the anus. No need to get into causes, but basically, flesh lumps up around here. It's a disease you can easily cure at a specialist clinic, but people with it avoid going."
"Wh-why... why don't they go...?"
As I poked at each wrinkle of her anus with my nail, Eleonora asked a question—whether to draw my attention or not.
"Because they're embarrassed to show it, just like you. Even to a doctor, exposing your asshole to a total stranger is mortifying."
"Hng! Stop poking it...!"
Early symptoms can be treated with simple meds, but most people ignore it because they don't realize they have it.
"So, if you keep ignoring it, guess what happens? Every bowel movement feels like your anus is tearing—with actual tearing and bleeding. Got it? It repeats every time. By then, you need surgery."
"..."
Of course, if asked whether this ties to roundworms, they're just incidental pests wandering the large complex of the anus. But for Eleonora, with zero medical knowledge, it seemed like a perfect excuse.
"Th-three years ago... that was the last time..."
"Hm? What was that?"
Kghhh!
Eleonora vented her frustration at my feigned ignorance, but once she'd opened her mouth once, twice wasn't hard.
"Thr-three years ago... the day before I reached Grand Master level, that was my last..."
She dipped her head again, face flushing bright red. But was her body really remade to that novel-like extent?
"But you were peeing just fine despite that, right?"
"Eek?!"
She thought she'd hidden it well, but I had eyes too.
"I can burn everything else with mana, but forcing urine to evaporate by concentrating mana makes my lower belly cramp all day after... S-so I just let it out... More importantly, is this really helping?!"
Eleonora spilled her shameful secrets in a ramble, then yelled to hide her embarrassment. Her pussy grew sopping wet with each outburst—a sight to behold—but I kept a straight face and told her.
"It helped. A lot. Human muscles atrophy without regular use, let alone a Grand Master's asshole pussy unused for three whole years!"
"Don't shout it! Why say it so loudly?!"
As expected, she squealed like she'd made a mistake, unable to hide her flushed excitement.
"Anyway, I was going to insert medicine here, but shoving it in now might tear you. So..."
"D-do normal people even say 'shove medicine in'? Are you just spinning pretty lies to do something vile to me...?!"
Before she finished, Eleonora went pale at the sight of the anal beads in my hand.
💬 SD CHARACTER 💬 "That's the one! That thing'll totally wreck you, rip your pussy to shreds~!" For the record, these weren't mine. They belonged to the SD Character, who was still pistoning away with her hand. So, no misunderstandings, please.