Chapter 25
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 25
Chapter Title: I Don't Want to Die
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Light-infused mana bullets rained down toward her fallen head.
Yellow Bella, sprawled out and gasping ragged breaths mixed with dirt and dust, blankly rolled her eyes to follow their path.
Her whole life had been spent stabbing others in the back, after all.
She'd never once gone for a straight-up fight.
They said those who rise by the tongue fall by the tongue, and sure enough, she was about to get crushed under the heel of the very junior she'd trusted.
'Lumina... no, Senior Lumina... did she really think a piece of trash like me was a good person?'
It hit her all at once.
Just the other day, the funeral they'd rushed to hold the moment they thought she was dead.
Pink Lumina, the VIP guest who'd stood at the podium with red-rimmed eyes, giving a eulogy—completely unaware that Bella had planned to betray her.
The moment Kim Taegon had told her how that woman had cried for her until the end.
What an unforgivable sin... karma she fully deserved.
And yet, was this what they called belated regret?
What right did she have to feel that now?
Hot tears streamed down from the corners of Bella's eyes.
Tears she couldn't even tell were regret or guilt.
As if a brazen bitch like her had any qualification to feel such things.
But then.
Boom!
The mana bullet that should have shattered her skull slammed into the dirt beside her head instead, splattering blood and dust.
"Pfft! Puhahaha! Senior Bella~ Did you seriously piss yourself out of fear?"
She snapped her head down at the words.
Warm urine was spreading across the cold ground, mixing with the semen dripping from her thighs to form a sticky puddle.
The fishy stench stung her nose, choking her breath.
Her legs trembled uncontrollably.
Meanwhile, Yellow Prina wrinkled her nose and cackled.
She covered her mouth with one hand, giggling hysterically like it was the funniest thing ever.
"Ahaha... Wow, you really did piss yourself~? And leaking semen too... Ugh, the smell is so rank♡"
Bella's face burned crimson as she squeezed her eyes shut.
Her pride was already in tatters.
...But the real humiliation was just beginning.
"Senior Bella... Should I spare you?"
"...What?"
"In exchange... there's a 'condition'."
Prina said it casually as she brushed the dirt off herself.
She primly lifted the hem of her skirt with her fingertips.
Under the sparkling magical girl costume, she hummed a little tune and slipped off her lace-trimmed panties, tossing them onto Bella's head like a used tissue.
"......"
Lukewarm orc semen was still oozing stickily between her legs.
With her junior's freshly removed panties now plastered to her face on top of it, Bella thrashed her head wildly, suffocating.
But Prina just looked down at her with a slow, dangerous smile creeping up her lips, like she was enjoying it.
"Why do you think I latched onto you specifically, out of all the Prismatic Eight?"
"Because... I was the top dog back then..."
"Come on~ Watch your words. Sure, you were hot stuff once, but that was just debut hype. If I really wanted to aim high, I'd have gone for top-ranks like Red Aria or Silver Serenity, not the Prismatic Eight's weakest."
She smiled sweetly and stepped closer, tapping Bella's dirt-smeared cheek with her fingertip.
"Or normally, I'd go for the reigning strongest, Aunt Pink Lumina. But I didn't. Why~?"
Prina slowly lowered her head.
Her golden hair dragged in the dirt, draping over Bella's face.
"Truth is... I really liked you, Senior."
"What...?"
And then.
Prina smiled sweetly, like she was confessing love.
She hiked her skirt all the way up to her waist, slowly thrusting her pale, smooth pussy right in front of Bella's eyes.
The moist folds glistened in the sunlight.
"I wanted to have you at least once. A... human sandbag I could pound whenever I felt like it."
"Human... sandbag...?"
"Hehe. Scared? But the sandbag I mean isn't just something to hit."
Prina spread her pussy open with two fingers.
The slick flesh sparkled in the light, a thread of arousal dangling like silk.
"Whenever I'm stressed, I smack it a few times... When I'm bored, I make it kneel and—"
She tapped her spread pussy and whispered.
"Lick this♡"
Prina's demand was simple.
Bella was already declared dead anyway—no one would come looking.
From now on, she'd be a living sex toy no one could complain about beating, squeezing, or kicking whenever the mood struck.
A bitch that crawled whimpering after work, burying her face between her owner's legs to lap up the sticky comfort.
Prina dangled her pale thighs in front of Bella's eyes and smiled slowly.
"That's what you'll become. Not a person... just my 'bitch sandbag' for stress relief."
She'd let her live, but not as a human—a mocking offer.
Still, it meant surviving without dying... practically no choice at all.
And of course, no one in the world truly wanted to die.
Prina grinned wickedly, wriggling her urethra open amid her spread pussy.
"Silence means yes, right?"
"......"
"Hehe, first order then, Senior. I had coffee this morning... gotta pee. Drink it all."
At those words, Bella truly felt pathetic enough to want to die.
And yet.
Even so.
Did she really want to live through this disgust?
She didn't want to die.
No way she wanted to die.
If even a rotten lifeline—a chance to live—fell to someone like her who'd given up, she'd grasp it somehow.
Her tongue trembled, pushing past her lips bit by bit.
But in that moment.
"Please... help... me..."
What spilled from her mouth was a plea for life, but the face flashing in her mind was completely unexpected.
Zeke.
Why now, of all times... that orc bastard.
He'd been utterly mad.
Charging like a beast without reason, flipping her womb inside out, pumping semen until her belly bulged.
After it all, shoving samgyetang at her and gently stroking her sweat-matted hair, telling her to eat it while it's cool.
A guy who'd trampled and broken her, but weirdly never discarded her.
Whereas Prina in front of her now looked at her like a worthless toy before even fucking her.
That difference froze Bella's body rigid.
Her tongue stopped. Tears flowed on their own.
Prina sighed in annoyance at the sight.
She grabbed Bella's hair roughly and yanked her head back.
"Ugh... fuck, this is frustrating. Just stay put. Open your mouth. I'll cum inside."
...But before she could.
Kaboom!!
"Guhk?!"
The world exploded.
The neighboring building's wall shattered like it had blown up, crumbling down—and with the debris came a thick, grotesquely swollen green arm that backhanded Prina's face in one strike.
Blood and teeth sprayed through the air as her body tumbled through it.
The shockwave spread like a storm, kicking up mad clouds of dust.
Golden hair buried in the dirt, scattering like shards.
"Z-Zeke!?"
The owner of that massive arm stood there.
Muscles crawling over his body like writhing bugs, boiling and twitching as if he'd crawled from an underground cave.
His bloodshot red eyes glared at the distant Prina.
And—
"What the fuck are you doing to my femaleee!!"
The roar tore through the air.
Bella's breath caught at the beastly shout.
'...My female? Me?'
When did we even start dating?
Hell, when did we get married?
At best, she'd been caught and fucked against her will...
No, to be precise, she'd tried to jump him first to win his favor.
But it backfired, and he'd filled her until her belly swelled.
To him, she was just the first to endure his massive cock—a high-performance onahole.
...And yet.
If she was really just that—why?
Why had he followed her all the way out here in secret?
With the body of a high-grade orc monster, top priority for extermination the moment spotted in the city.
"Cough...! An o-orc...?"
Meanwhile, half her face a bloody mess but crawling back through the building despite the ambush—Yellow Prina.
The Prismatic Eight weren't given their spots for nothing.
She wiped the blood and ground her teeth.
Fuming with murderous intent that this filthy hand had dared strike a Prismatic Eight member.
"Light Stinger. Full Burst!!"
Dozens of magic circles formed in the air instantly, unleashing a rain of white light arrows at the two.
Her breath caught.
Bella, who hadn't even recovered her mana yet, sensed this was it—she was dead.
But.
Pabababak—!!
"...?! Y-You, wh-why...?"
An orc's body could shrug off light attacks like this as mere scratches.
Yet Zeke halted, spreading his arms wide to shield Bella like a barrier.
Dozens of light arrows pierced his body, shredding flesh—but he didn't retreat a step.
"Why... aren't you dodging...?"
Under the lightning barrage of beams, he slowly turned his head to look at her.
Blood streamed down his face, but his voice was strangely gentle.
"If I move now... I can't protect you."
Her breath stopped.
Her heart pounded wildly.
"Why go that far... to protect me...?"
A soft chuckle.
His red eyes curved narrowly.
"Because..."
He smiled, twitching the muscles of his shredded arm.
"I have to protect you... to hold you again."