Chapter 30
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 30
Chapter Title: The Essence of Gaslighting
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The Villain Alliance might look like some slick global corporation on the surface, but crack it open, and it's nothing but a cesspool of power struggles tangled up in pussies and cocks.
Secret executive meetings and all that bullshit—the real power came from the private factions each exec dragged around with them.
In truth, those five shadowy 'black curtain' factions were the ones pulling the strings on the entire Villain Alliance.
Of course... not all of them gave a damn about factions.
Take me, for example.
Me, Kim Taegon—I couldn't give less of a fuck about world conquest or apocalypse bullshit.
I only joined the Villain Alliance in the first place to fuck Pink Lumina's pussy once.
But then, surprise?
I chased her relentlessly until I finally nailed her, and turns out... she was my wife.
She's pushing thirty, still insisting she's a magical girl while shaking those pink twin-tails... Pathetic as hell, but so goddamn cute I married her anyway.
Now it wasn't some obligatory once-a-month fuck anymore. It was three times a day, slamming her with breeding breath until we were both gasping for air.
Pounding that pink pussy every damn day, plunge after plunge, I realized something.
I had to drag this washed-up magical middle-aged Pink Lumina back onto the stage.
Return Sora to shining brilliantly in front of everyone, just like when I first deflowered that pussy.
As her husband.
And as the pioneer who first broke ground on that pussy.
But the problem? Her skills were top-tier, yet she had zero popularity.
In people's eyes, she was just a has-been pussy whose only remaining appeal was her raw talent, all the horny charm drained away.
So I made up my mind.
Even if I had to scam the entire Villain Alliance, I'd hype Sora up.
A straight fight was impossible, so I'd rig the game with the whole alliance in on it.
First step in the plan: I reeled in the orc tribe.
A race treated like upper-class beasts even in the Villain Alliance—and Zeke from the prestigious Orc lineage, next in line to lead.
I made him an offer.
"I'll hook you up with a mate who won't break no matter how much you fuck her for life. A stud like you... you need at least that, right?"
The terms were simple.
In exchange for landing that mate, he'd serve me as his lord from then on.
One of the Prismatic Eight magical girls officially declared dead—a bitch that tough wouldn't shatter no matter how hard Zeke railed her.
And that 'mate' was none other than Bella, staggering around right in front of me, drenched in Zeke's cum all over his cock.
Result: total success.
That venomous Yellow Bella was now an orc-exclusive onahole wagging her tail for Zeke's dick alone, and the instant Zeke claimed that pussy, he swore undying loyalty to me as his lord.
The entire orc tribe was effectively under my command now.
The toughest motherfuckers, infamous even in the Villain Alliance.
No exec had ever dared claim them, but I—Kim Taegon, Pink Lumina's husband—snagged them with one simple 'mate setup'.
Honestly, it was a triumph that made my pride stand taller than my dick.
And it meant one more solid stepping stone to eventually return our Sora to the stage, the spotlight of glory.
I should have been thrilled.
But for some reason... I couldn't crack a smile right now.
Because the very woman I was about to thrust onto that stage—the pussy of my life, my magical girl wife Sora—looked seriously pissed off.
"...Honey, Taegon."
She lightly shook her black straight hair and crossed her arms from across the table.
Then, pouting her lips all bratty-like, she said,
"Today... let's talk seriously."
"...Ah, yeah."
One word, and chills shot down my spine.
I couldn't exactly tell my veteran magical girl wife, 'That precious junior of yours? She tried to backstab you, botched it, and now she's retooled as Zeke's personal orc onahole♥.'
No fucking way.
So Sora still believed Bella was dead.
Of course, in hindsight, that was way more convenient.
Bella's funeral was just a week ago, and Yellow Prina who stepped up to fill her spot croaked in days.
Plus, it came out that the Villain Alliance was behind the attack.
So Sora suspecting me—an Alliance exec—was only natural.
And in reality, my right-hand man Zeke was the one who actually killed Yellow Prina.
'...Classic Pink Lumina. Her intuition's as sharp as her clit.'
Sitting ramrod straight at the living room table in front of my wife—glaring at me with those puffed-up amethyst eyes—like a criminal under interrogation, I stared only at my shoe tips.
Sora let out a brief sigh and pulled out a pad, setting it on the table.
"First... take a look at this."
Her slender fingertip tapped the screen with a tick, and a blue hologram floated into the air.
"This is actually material the Mana Defense Command only distributed to Prismatic Eight members like us."
"......"
"CCTV footage captured right before Yellow Prina died that day."
As if saying 'See? I'm not stupid,' Sora looked up at me with those bratty eyes.
...Already so fucking cute.
But that lasted a second. As the footage started rolling, my eyes widened a bit.
"See? Here... the person running up in front of that orc beast who killed Prina."
"...Yellow Bella."
"Right! Bella, who we thought was dead! Alive! But instead of Prina, she's hauling the orc off beyond the CCTV frame!"
This was ultra-classified shit no one else could see.
I could guess why Sora was shoving this in my face.
"When I first heard Bella died... I thought it was just bad luck. At that three-star restaurant you took me to—the one disguised as a Villain Alliance outpost..."
"......"
"But this? You're a Villain Alliance exec. No way you didn't know Bella was alive. Hell, it straight-up looks like she defected to the villains."
Her words cut off with a stutter.
Her voice suddenly trembled to a halt.
I looked up, wondering what was wrong, and my heart plummeted.
Just seconds ago, my pretty, fuckable wife had wet panty stains subtly showing through her thin slip, thighs rubbing softly on the chair.
Now, biting her lower lip hard, tears weren't dripping from below—but from above, those amethyst eyes.
"S-Sora...!"
"Hic... What the hell is this? I trusted you all the way... Bella, who I thought was dead, joins the villains out of nowhere, and you don't even tell me... Did my husband really just use me?
Am I just a 'sex dump' to you or something...?"
"No way in hell!"
Of course, the sex dump part was half-true, but whatever!
I was a Villain Alliance exec.
I'd known we'd hash out drama like this eventually.
But even after running simulations in my head a million times, seeing her actually cry because of me...
All my prep turned to mush.
I was just confused. Hurting.
My dick wasn't shrinking—it felt like full-on ED from the pain. Unbearable.
So I whipped out the 'excuses' I'd prepped for exactly this.
The only weapon a husband had to dry his beloved wife's tears.
"Sora, about that... it's a misunderstanding."
"Mis...understanding?"
"Yeah. The real reason I kept Ms. Bella's survival secret... was because the Mana Defense Command was the one trying to kill her! Your side—the magical girls!"
"...Huh?!"
Pure bullshit, of course.
But turning crisis into opportunity? That's pro-level.
Plus, digging into actual Mana Defense Command files? From ripping off Pink Lumina's royalties to unpaid wages galore, backdoor bribes dirtier than monsters—it spilled out.
Convinced me even more.
This was all for our future.
To fuck her pussy three times a day with sincere breeding breath—make her happy forever.
I had to burn it into Sora's brain: 'The only one I can trust is my husband, Kim Taegon.'
"Think about it, Sora. If I'd really wanted to hide Bella, I'd have buried her deep and turned her into a brainless baby factory onahole. But look at her in the CCTV—she's sprinting fine."
"I-Is that... so?"
"Yeah! I actually saved Bella from the magical girls' attack. And that orc? On my orders, he became her lifesaver, throwing down his life to protect her."
In truth, I'd tamed her into Zeke's flesh toilet by ripping her virgin pussy—but whatever.
"And check this out. I got a wedding invite from Zeke the other day? He's marrying Ms. Bella next month."
I fished the folded invite from my pocket and slid it over to Sora.
"W-Wedding!? With a monster... human and... not rape, but actual marriage?"
"Obviously~ Who do you think I am? You think I'd let your cute junior get raped? Me, Pink Lumina's husband?"
It was the result of letting it happen, but whatever.
"Th-Then what about Prina...?"
"Here's the thing... Prina was actually the mastermind behind trying to kill Bella."
"No way...!"
"That restaurant where Bella got hit first? Prina already tried once and failed. So she came back for round two. My guy Zeke tried to protect her, and combat broke out unavoidably."
One trick to lying well.
Slip a little falsehood between truths.
With that invite as proof, Sora's face screamed she had no choice but to buy it.
Shocked, too.
"Can't be... Why would magical girls do that to each other...? Prina always followed Bella around..."
"All an act to snag a Prismatic Eight spot. Villain Alliance intel says she's been in bed with the monster Money Slime for ages!"
"...! Even with a monster?"
Money Slime had actually touched base with Bella, but whatever.
Dead tell no tales—so pin all Bella's dirt on Prina too.
Sora was the veteran still clinging to 'magical girls are justice.'
Time to shatter that.
I eased out of my chair and approached her.
Gently embracing my wife, shivering in shock.
"It's okay, Sora. You didn't do anything wrong. Just trust me."
Whispered in her ear, hugging tight, stroking her cheek like wiping those wet eyes.
And while thumbing her trembling nipples, sneakily developing those tits was just bonus.