Chapter 35
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: Silver Serenity Appears
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Up to midway, it was a pretty enjoyable banquet.
I had Sora sitting right next to me, letting her experience the vulgar customs that villains indulged in every night.
With mocking whispers mixed in, since she'd become quite a usable pet by now.
On one side of the stage, mongrel whores were desperately shaking their bodies, putting on what they called cheap tricks by mounting cocks, but it was ultimately just plain insertion play.
Unlike that tiresome show, right beside me, Sora was arching her back like a bow and letting out real screams of climax.
"Aaah… No, no more… Hngh!♥"
Every time my cock ravaged inside her, Sora trembled and gripped the armrests of the chair.
What expressions do you think the villain underlings made seeing that?
They clearly realized it was on a whole different level from their pathetic meat toilets, grinding their teeth in jealousy and humiliation.
Because I'd shown them right before their eyes what a real pussy was, what a real climax was.
And finally, my cock erupted hotly, pouring semen deep into Sora's womb.
In that instant, Sora—out of her mind—stuck out her tongue and squealed like a pig.
"Nghoook?!♥ Uuung… Haaaah…!♥"
White fluid trickled down, soaking her thighs, and Sora shuddered with a dazed expression.
I displayed her just like that in front of the villains.
Proudly standing her up, drenched in my semen, panting and trembling at the waist.
The satisfaction and pride at that moment… impossible to put into words.
Seeing the villains drooling and panting, I figured my erection wouldn't fade tonight.
Sure, we'd drawn more attention than necessary, but that was even better.
The thrill of pulling my hot cock straight from Sora's pussy and shoving it into her mouth, making her suck on the semen-coated dick right in front of the villains.
That alone fulfilled the banquet's purpose.
And then.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the human auction is about to begin!"
Finally, the main event I'd been waiting for took the stage.
With the announcer's cry echoing across the luxurious stage, the banquet hall erupted like sparks flying.
Excited chatter vanished in an instant, even the drunk villains rubbing their thighs and falling silent.
Eyes bloodshot with greed all turned to the stage at once, and every flash of the lights brought waves of swallowed breaths, as if imagining the spectacle unfolding.
Soon, females bound in iron chains would be led out one after another, their legs trembling with tear-mixed gasps, forcibly spread thighs revealing glistening pussies under the spotlights.
Then the villain bastards would whip out throbbing cocks instead of wallets to set the 'price'.
Not with money, but with dicks ready to fuck—a beastly auction.
That was the 'human auction'.
And the moment that mad stage got smashed apart, with a flashy intrusion flipping everything upside down.
That would be the scene of my wife, Pink Lumina, reviving as a legend once more.
"Uuu… Semen flowing down inside my womb…!♥"
Sora squeezed her thighs together, cupping the leaking hot fluid with her palm.
Her inner thighs were already sticky wet, staining the leather chair.
"Ha, haha… Did I go overboard?"
As I scratched my head with a laugh, Sora's eyes flickered like flames.
"You. Damn. Bastard! A bit more and I'd have passed out—operation be damned!"
She wasn't wrong.
Honestly, just having my SSS-grade wife stand in the banquet hall before all these villains, holding her like a meat toilet and pounding away, had me more than satisfied already.
Those gazes, that pleasure, that frenzy.
That alone justified coming here today several times over.
But our real goal was something else.
As Sora said, ultimately blowing up the auction and resolving the incident.
Etching Pink Lumina's name back into the world.
I scanned the banquet hall, tangled with rough breaths and laughter, waiting for every eye to lock on the stage's peak.
Then I quickly grabbed Sora's wrist and whispered.
"Got it, Sora? I'll kill the lights soon. Transform in the chaos and rip the stage apart right away."
"Yeah! Got it. …But honey, you sure you're okay? Not pushing too hard?"
"Don't worry. With you by my side, I can handle anything."
I figured she'd reply right away, but Sora bit her lip, hesitating.
Semen still trickling down her thighs, not fully dried—her anxiety and shame mixed plain as day in her eyes.
That gaze was saying it.
'What if you get hurt?'
But right then, that was the trigger.
Screw the plan—I wanted to spread her thighs again that instant.
I suppressed the boiling desire with effort.
Stroked her head and stood without a word, heading backstage.
Any longer staring at this cute wife, and plans be damned—I'd plunge my cock back into her pussy!
"Got it? Transform the second the lights go out."
"Ah… Yeah! Let's give it our all, Taegon."
With those words, we parted briefly, and I headed to the backstage power controls to wreck the boiling human auction.
Since this banquet was under my supervision, borrowing the Absorbing Witch's name, the guards bowed and cleared the way.
And finally, the announcer's cry.
"Now, the item we're introducing this time is none other than the only daughter of the Mango Group—one of the world's top electronics conglomerates!"
"Woooooo!!"
The instant the crowd erupted in cheers, I reached for the power switch.
But.
Click.
"Huh?"
"…What?"
Before I could even flip it, the lights went out.
And right away—BOOM!—an explosion rocked the hall.
The ceiling split open, rocks raining down like hail, dazzling light pouring through the rift of destruction.
From within, a magical girl in a white kimono slowly descended.
Silver hair braided long like falling snow, fluttering; blue eyes coldly clear.
But what seized the villains' eyes wasn't her coldly gleaming sword—it was her body.
The loose kimono revealed cleavage ready to burst free; side slits bared long thighs sparkling silver, catching falling ice shards instead of lights.
Every wave of the white fabric subtly unveiled skin more dazzling than snow itself.
"Gasp… that… body is insane…!"
"Damn, not a magical girl—just a high-class whore?"
Villains panted, holding breaths instead of cheers, eyes rolling wild.
Under that cold aura bursting with lewd energy, some were already groping inside their pants.
Her name was Silver Serenity.
Fluttering white kimono and silver flesh, crashing through the Villain Alliance banquet's ceiling.
And above all, same caliber as Pink Lumina—a Prismatic Eight magical girl.
The most annoying, dazzling intruder, devouring even the timing itself.
"Tsubame Gaeshi!"
Tsubame Gaeshi
A blue flash erupted from the blade of ice.
The air split, and the chandelier cleaved clean in half from the ceiling, crashing down.
The banquet hall froze solid.
Everyone swallowed hard at the fact a Prismatic Eight magical girl—Silver Serenity herself—had crashed the party.
But the silence didn't last.
This was still a banquet with some mid-level executives mixed in.
Rather than panic, their eyes gleamed fierce.
"Prismatic Eight my ass—that's enough showboating, you bitch!"
"Catch her and turn her into my personal cock-rice meat toilet on the spot!"
"Serenity, I'll split your pussy first!"
Greed ruled their brains.
Even Silver Serenity was just oversized game in the face of desire.
"Nail that bitch and it's paradise come morning!"
Howling, the executives charged the stage like mad dogs.
But.
Shaaaa!
A cold slash rent the air in all directions.
Blizzard-like ice blades spread out, wildly carving arms and legs from the executives.
Blood spurted like fireworks, severed limbs thudding across the floor.
Yet astonishingly, not one grazed the hostages.
Instead, it precisely severed only the women's chains and cuffs.
"Kyaaaah…♥"
The freed women trembled, shrieking.
Truly absurd precision and overwhelming magical prowess.
'Impressive? Same Prismatic Eight, but… leagues beyond that lame Yellow Bella we snagged before.'
Fuck, not the time to admire.
How the hell did she know about this secret banquet and time her entrance perfectly?
From backstage, I ground my teeth watching Pink Lumina—who'd already transformed—miss her cue, barely throwing up a barrier to block the slash.
This way, Pink Lumina's glory gets split in half.
Worse, Silver Serenity steals the spotlight, and my wife ends up a worthless sidekick.
"Fucking bitch…."
The moment rage had me gnashing teeth.
"?! …Killing intent?"
My mistake.
She'd sensed the killing intent I leaked.
Silver Serenity's blue eyes flashed my way.
"Hyouga · Bankazan!"
Ice Fang Myriad Flower Slash
Ice flowers bloomed in profusion as hundreds of slashes exploded downward from mid-air.
No distinction between human or monster—just pure intent to shred the source of killing intent.
A strike laced with cold yet lewdly murderous aura.
But it was a stroke of luck, really.
If she'd looked closer, she'd have spotted a normal human guy smack in the middle of this Villain Alliance banquet.
Pink Lumina's husband, exposed.
I reflexively yanked out a mask and slapped it over my face.
A perception-disrupting magic item the Absorbing Witch prepped just for times like this.
And what I pulled from my pocket: a cum-drenched chunk of pussy sausage, fresh from pounding Sora's hole moments ago.
Killer Queen
Whoosh—!
I hurled that Sora-juice-soaked morsel straight at the incoming slashes.
Cold-whirling ice blades collided mid-air with the hot, wet pussy stench in an instant.