Chapter 47
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 47
Chapter Title: I Won't Succumb to a Mere Erotic Seal!
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I won't succumb to something like an erotic seal!
Becoming a Magical Girl means living out your days as one for the rest of your life. In exchange, you get just one chance.
A single wish.
It was the one miracle this world granted to girls who sacrificed their bodies to save it.
Want money? Gold rains from the sky. Crave beauty? Even a thug's wife mocked for her looks since childhood transforms into a stunning beauty overnight.
Such terrifying, absolute power.
And then there was Ren, who became "Silver Serenity" of the Kurokawa family—a clan that already possessed wealth, fame, and power in abundance.
She seemed to have the world in her grasp, but the one wish that girl truly desired was something as simple as hearing praise from her mother: "Well done."
The very next day after making that wish...
"Ren. I'm... so proud of you."
Her body trembled on its own at those words.
Heat rose to the back of her throat, tears welling up in her eyes.
It felt like she'd gained the entire world—the first time in her life she'd ever felt truly acknowledged.
But when she looked past that voice to her mother's face, the girl realized the truth.
Those eyes.
A flicker of disgust, contempt as if to say, "This is what you wasted your wish on?"
A forced smile. Forced praise.
The disconnect between her voice and her face, each betraying a different truth.
The joy blooming in Ren's chest froze solid.
Not long after that...
"...Mom?"
When Ren opened the door, the room was deathly silent. Her mother hung from a noose tied to the ceiling.
The windows were shut tight. In the still, windless room hung only the stench of blood and frigid air.
Her mother's final expression was a mix of shame for being forced to utter praise and an incomprehensible despair.
"...A dream?"
It was a nightmare.
So utterly vivid, so suffocatingly real...
As part of the Kurokawa family's training, girls destined to become Magical Girls learned the "REM Sleep Control Technique" from childhood.
A method to enter deep sleep without dreaming at all.
Even rest was just another duty for them.
So Ren was certain.
The very fact that she'd dreamed at all was already abnormal.
Especially a dream about her dead mother, of all things.
A bad premonition surfaced as she recalled her last memory: "blackout."
Forced climax.
The final moment when Taegon's fist struck deep into her womb, forcing her to her knees and squirting uncontrollably.
Her consciousness had cut out after that. She'd probably been dragged here by that bastard in the interim.
An unforeseen ambush.
Combat prowess far beyond expectations.
Not some low-level Villain plaything—this was a high-ranking Villain Alliance executive we didn't know about. Maybe even a hidden core member.
Ren had dreamed in that incomplete state of unconsciousness.
A dream during blackout.
Such a thing was utterly forbidden in Magical Girl training.
So she was convinced.
The place where she opened her eyes would be a public execution ground, a rape dungeon, or some other nightmarish hell.
The moment she awoke, she'd bite her tongue and end it.
At the very least, she'd die preserving her pride.
"...Huh?"
But when she opened her eyes...
Ren couldn't comprehend the scene before her.
By her bedside was a plush mattress.
Softer and more comfortable than the tatami in the family estate.
The moment she realized she was naked, she instinctively curled up... but feeling inside the covers, there was no blood.
No bruises, no saliva stains, no traces of being "used."
Her insides even felt slightly warm.
The mark of a healing spell.
The room was quiet, the air comfortably temperate.
Listening closely, only the low hum of an air purifier from the ceiling.
It was bizarre.
She'd expected to wake in hell... but this was far too peaceful.
In the silence, Ren felt utterly confused.
The soft texture under the covers, sunlight filtering through the window, warm air...
That was when it happened.
"Awake now?"
"?!"
No presence at all.
How long had he been there?
Her shock was brief. Instinctively, Ren whipped her head toward the voice.
At the sunlit window, a man quietly turning book pages.
Muscular build, neatly groomed hair, relaxed expression.
At a glance, he could pass for a human warrior.
But then the abnormalities emerged.
Purple-tinged skin.
Golden eyes with vertically slit pupils, gleaming like a beast's.
And two sleek, menacing horns sprouting from his head.
Ren swallowed hard.
"Demon...!"
"Yes, by race. But... my name is Leteus Fermaine. You'd do well to remember it."
"...!"
Demon.
The most alien and "complete" among monsters.
Humanoid in form, but infused from birth with primordial dark mana—a pure mana being.
Perfectly balanced in intelligence, magic power, and physical ability. A single one could turn the tide of battle or erase a city from the map.
Though the rarest among high-class monsters, every surviving Demon rose to executive rank in the Villain Alliance.
Some were symbols of terror so profound even the Magical Girl Association hesitated to utter their names.
And now, Ren faced one of them.
That name she'd just heard.
Leteus Fermaine.
The sole Demon among the Villain Alliance's top executives, who even commanded the other cadres.
Cold sweat trickled down Ren's spine.
Terror, shame, wariness, and an inexplicable... eerie anxiety.
'Right now, I'm... naked in bed... before a monster like that.'
That realization alone squeezed her heart and choked her breath.
She, who prided herself as one of the Prismatic Eight Magical Girls, was now just a defenseless baby rabbit tossed before a predator.
Thud. Thud.
Footsteps echoing on the floor.
Ren's breath caught.
"?! S-Stay back!"
"No reason for me to obey you."
Leteus closed his book and approached with indifferent steps.
Each footfall made the air heavy, the oppressive mana in the room vanishing into stillness.
Only then did Ren realize.
No mana flowed through her body at all.
Meaning, whatever this Demon did next, she couldn't even resist.
That fact flashed through her mind, draining all color from her face.
Unbefitting a Prismatic Eight Magical Girl, her entire body trembled.
At some point, she noticed herself quivering pathetically at the enemy's feet.
Swoosh.
Then, in the corner of her vision, a cherry blossom hairpin.
Her secret weapon for striking monsters' weak points.
Her last hope: the pin hiding a tiny blade.
But despair followed the thought.
Without mana, what use was this little knife against a Demon who could tank a shell barehanded?
If it could pierce anywhere... not the enemy, but herself.
'I have to... I'm Silver Serenity!'
Ren gritted her teeth.
Better to preserve the "honor" her mother always emphasized than be trampled and live as a lifelong breeding sow.
Her fingers shook, but she pressed the blade to her throat.
Leteus paused briefly.
An inscrutable shadow flickered in his eyes.
Tears welled in Ren's too.
Fear... and a strange sense of release.
'If it ends like this... will Mother forgive me?'
With that final thought, Ren closed her eyes.
As her heart pounded in her throat and she thrust the blade—
Tzzzzzt.
"Eh...?"
Her hand stopped.
The blade pinged away into the air.
And right after...
Her lower belly grew hot.
A warmth like it was heating her core.
A red rune slowly surfaced over her womb covering.
At first a simple circle, then dark crimson curves layered atop it.
The lines writhed like living things, spreading across her lower belly.
The coiling pattern on her skin was an obscene "brand" that screamed succubus.
⟨ Erotic Seal ⟩
'This body is now mine.'
"W-What is this?!"
"Can't you tell? It's an 'erotic seal.' To stop you from killing yourself—or trying to harm me."
"N-No way... So I... can't even die on my own terms?"
"Exactly, Kurokawa Ren. From now on, you'll live here. You'll become a vessel for my child. The woman who'll be Leteus Fermaine's consort can't bear the disgrace of self-harm scars—it would shame the entire clan."
With those words, Leteus glided forward step by step until he loomed over her.
And as if it were the most natural thing, his fingers undid his belt.
Shk, srrk.
Only then did "it" enter Ren's view.
A Demon cock, thicker and longer than any human's, purple veins pulsing vividly as it slowly rose.
Thick precum already dripped from the tip, a heavy beastly musk permeating the air.
"Kyaa?! G-Get that... away!"
Ren instinctively turned her head, but the erotic seal glowed faintly.
The rune heated her lower abdomen, forcibly turning her face toward the glans.
Her nose brushed a drop of precum, the thick male scent invading her nostrils.
As it seeped into her skin, her thighs quivered, her pussy reacting on its own, slick arousal trickling out.
Ren desperately turned away again, masking her expression with contempt.
"How is it?"
Leteus gazed down, his voice low.
"W-What?"
"Looking at my cock... does it really do nothing for you?"
His tone was arrogant, laced with subtle mockery.
Ren ground her teeth, feeling her thighs grow wet, and bit her lip before shouting.
"Of course not!"
Leteus stared down at her for a moment, then simply nodded.
"...Good."
Srrk.
He slowly pulled up his pants, the cock vanishing from view.
Ren blinked in bewilderment up at him.
She'd fully expected to be raped on the spot, but instead, he casually left the room as if telling her to rest easy.