Chapter 20
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: The True Leader Who Takes Responsibility Until Marriage
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Rululala~.
Ah, the world is fucking beautiful.
No matter how much birds chirped or flowers bloomed, only one sight filled my eyes.
My cum still dripping from my wife, Pink Lumina's pussy.
"Kya… this is the true taste of life."
Fifteen years since I threw my life into the Villain Alliance.
The reason I clawed my way up to executive—not even an officer—cutting sleep and grinding my soul into it.
All for one thing: turning Pink Lumina into my personal dick sleeve.
And just the other day, I finally tasted it.
Her regular Sora pussy, and her transformed Magical Girl Lumina pussy.
I pounded both and filled them up, successfully staining a hero's pussy with my cock.
Fuck, the taste was the same, but the feel was completely different.
One was like homemade comfort food—a chewy, devoted wife's pussy.
The other writhed like a living monster—a hero's pussy.
Both were exquisite delicacies, and now I was certain.
'This is just the beginning. My wife's pussy will spend the rest of her life as a bitch that goes mad without my cock. Fuck… just thinking about it gets me hard.'
Mulling that over made my steps toward the secret base dance with joy.
My dick had been rock-hard in my pants since then, poking up insistently.
"Mr. Taegon… you seem extra cheerful today?"
Greeting me inside the base was my subordinate, one of the Villain Alliance's top officers: the Absorbing Witch.
A succubus body with seductive red eyes that sucked the life out of any man who heard her speak.
But in front of me, she was the only one I could casually talk about fucking Pink Lumina with.
"Heh heh heh… of course. Yesterday, I finally wrecked Pink Lumina's transformed form with my dick. Kuh heh heh heh!"
Instead of answering, I pulled out my writhing cock from my pants and shook it in front of her.
To anyone else, it'd be sexual harassment, but the Absorbing Witch was a succubus demon.
This wasn't a joke—it was just real talk.
"Pink Lumina's pussy…! Sir, I was shocked when I first heard. To think the woman you'd been searching for was none other than your wife, Sora."
"Kuh heh heh… tell me about it. But I conquered it with my dick in the end, so that's victory, right?"
The Absorbing Witch grinned and bowed her head.
"Congratulations, sir. Your lifelong wish… has truly come true."
Yeah, my lifelong wish.
Deflowering Pink Lumina's pussy.
To be precise, I'd been fucking Sora for ten years before marriage, so the goal was basically achieved.
'So what now?'
The executive position? It was just fucking exhausting.
Look at what the other Villain Alliance executives were up to: world domination, human extinction, rewriting history—fuck, all middle school edgelord bullshit.
But my goal?
Just one.
Taming Pink Lumina with my dick and turning her into the world's tastiest bitch pussy.
How humble and realistic is that dream?
So, wish achieved—time to retire?
What bullshit.
I laughed openly and declared to the Absorbing Witch.
"We're not done yet, Absorbing Witch. I'm going to make my Sora—Pink Lumina—the happiest woman in the world!"
"The happiest… woman?"
"Yeah! Stuffing her with dick and making her scream in ecstasy—fuck, it's adorable. But if that's all, she's just a dick sleeve, not a wife. Nah, I want one that eats meals with me, chats, laughs, and then squirts like a fountain when I pound her hard—a fully loaded model!"
Honestly, when I first planned to capture Pink Lumina, it was simple.
Chop off her limbs, seal her mana, and turn her into a motionless meat toy that only took my dick.
Just a cum dump fleshlight.
Holding hands or strolling down the street? Never crossed my mind.
A Villain executive and the world's strongest Magical Girl? That'd be like jerking off to a porn star on a screen.
So, once caught, straight to training: reshape her pussy muscles for my cock, remake her into a bitch whose only reason to breathe was sucking my dick.
But then, that Lumina turned out to be my wife.
Everything changed.
Dates I'd only dreamed of became possible.
In a three-star restaurant disguised as a Villain base, clinking wine glasses over fancy pussy-shaped cuisine… Lumina, my hero wife, smiling right in front of me.
That's when I realized.
Human greed knows no bounds.
A simple dick sleeve wasn't enough anymore.
Now that it was like this, I wanted to bring Sora back to her peak—when the whole nation went wild for her.
"Sora's… still the best Magical Girl out there. She complains about how tough it is, but she still calls herself a 'girl'… deep down, doesn't she want to be seen that way?"
"Meaning…?"
"Yeah. The world calls her old and washed up, but I've tasted her myself. Even after pounding and licking, no fishy smell—just tight, plump, and fucking delicious! So, I'm going to bring Sora back… to twenty years ago, when everyone lost their minds over her!"
Pink Lumina from twenty years ago.
A legend among legends.
Debuting and inheriting the Prismatic Eight's pink light, she blocked a continental invasion solo in her first year—a genius Magical Girl who made her name instantly.
From that moment, the world changed.
Neon signs on streets, kids' lunchboxes, textbook covers—everything plastered with Lumina's face and logo.
'Pink Lumina' meant hope and merchandise.
At school sports days, kids competed to mimic her pose; convenience stores overflowed with Lumina limited snacks.
One Christmas, 'Lumina transformation wands' sold out nationwide, parents camping overnight outside toy stores.
And when she hit adulthood, the hype got bolder.
Lumina-themed lingerie, posters, figures—even adult merch sold legally.
'Lumina-infused hot spring bathwater' hit global sales #1 overnight, with overseas fans lining up.
Back then, Prismatic Eight? Side characters.
An era where everyone saw only 'pink.'
The world dyed in her pussy-pink hue.
And now.
My wife, still claiming 'Magical Girl' in her mid-thirties.
I planned to reignite that golden age.
For Pink Lumina entering her second peak, worthless teammates who stabbed her in the back were obsolete.
"Yellow Bella, been well?"
I shoved open the iron door with a sneer.
At the end of the underground passage, in a damp room.
A mana-blocking choker clamped tight around Bella's neck on the bed.
Her once-gleaming golden mana left no trace.
Just an empty shell, reduced to an ordinary bitch.
Even like that, Bella was still full of fight.
She bolted up, waving at me and bellowing.
"You fucking bastards! Let me out of here right now?!"
"Oh, good. Your voice still works. Well, a strong spirit's key for popping out babies easy."
The Absorbing Witch beside me chuckled.
"She's well-developed too, wide hips—perfect for natural birth. Heh, imagining what kind of mold her womb will make… heh heh, makes my mouth water."
I snorted.
"Right? Prime breeding stock right here."
Bella's face drained of color, clamping her mouth shut.
But true to Prismatic Eight roots, she forced a grin and started blabbing again.
"Hmph… just wait! Once I escape, Kim Taegon, I'll sue you and that chicken-pussy bitch Pink Lumina into oblivion!"
I stared at her blankly, no smile.
That alone made Bella yelp and shrink into the corner.
But then she spouted even more nonsense.
"H-ha, but if you let me go now… I could forgive you. Ah! Or wait, Taegon, did you fake-marry Pink Lumina to backstab her? I could help with that. What do you say? Let's team up?"
…Listening to this bitch, she was crossing the line.
My fist twitched, but I held back for now.
Because she wasn't just trash—she was a vital 'gift.'
Lesser Magical Girls would've been tossed into tentacle pits or goblin pens by now, but I kept Bella pampered.
She had value.
And speak of the devil.
Knock knock knock.
"Sir. It's Zeke. May I come in?"
"Oh! Perfect timing. Come in, Zeke."
The iron door opened, and a green giant ducking to fit through the ceiling entered.
Bulging muscles, sewer stench, rasping breaths scraping the walls.
The cramped room instantly felt suffocating with his massive frame.
"Eek… w-what the hell is that monster?!"
Bella's face went ghost-white.
No Prismatic Eight Magical Girl could forget the terror of their world.
But to villains, the noble breeding bloodline: orcs.
And among them, the Villain Alliance's top officer and my direct subordinate.
Orc of orcs: Zeke.
I curled my lips in mock kindness, gesturing to the still-single Zeke and telling Bella.
"Say hi, Miss Bella. This is Zeke, the husband who'll take responsibility for your pussy for life."
"……What?"