Whoa, Is This the Fantasy Isekai? The World I'll Live In From Now On?
The chirping of birds—cheep... cheep...—brought Jin Yuseong back to his senses. It was the first morning he'd woken to in this other world, and his heart pounded with a mix of trepidation and thrill. Whoa, this is a fantasy isekai? The world I have to live in from now on?
The cozy warmth against his skin felt unfamiliar yet incredibly pleasant as he stirred awake. What's this soft thing wrapped around me right now? For dozens of seconds, he lay there dazed, buried in Sylvia Armani Rune Lumer's smooth flesh. Then, suddenly, the fog of sleep vanished. This wasn't his home, after all.
His eyes widened in shock at the beautiful face right in front of him. Gasp!!! Delicate brows, sharp yet refined features—all packed into a petite, doll-like countenance. A breathtaking beauty stared back at him. Is this really a person like me? Isn't she an angel? Confusion hit him like a wave. Why are we under the same blanket? Who's this girl lying next to me? And where the hell am I?
At the end of that spiraling bewilderment, fragments of last night's memories slowly resurfaced. Oh right! I got summoned to this isekai. He gazed quietly at her lovely face, half-hidden by cascading waves of silver hair. She's really pretty, Jin Yuseong thought. Can you even pair 'pretty' with 'bishoujo'? 'Bishoujo' doesn't even cut it—she's that pretty. So yeah, she's a pretty bishoujo.
It was a pointless musing, but not entirely incomprehensible. In all his life on Earth, he'd never laid eyes on a woman more stunning than her.
I had sex with her. Her name... right, Sylvia Armani Rune Lumer. Gotta remember that. Okay, Sylvia plus Armani Rune Lumer—got it, won't forget. Heh, even her family name sounds pretty. No clue what it means, though.
Last night, he'd definitely slept with Sylvia and lost his virginity. No doubt about it. He'd blown his load the instant he thrust in, but he'd made up for it, keeping his dick rock-hard and pounding away until late into the night. He'd cum inside her four times total, always burying deep and mentally chanting go into her womb—not to mention spewing all sorts of perverted, filthy talk with each release. Those memories burned vividly in his mind, unforgettable for life.
And Sylvia? She'd loved every second of his eager, depraved performance. From what he could guess, this world celebrated that kind of thing. He glanced at her slightly parted lips amid that dainty face. He'd deep-kissed her relentlessly too—fingers interlocked, holding her face, embracing tight. Before cumming, during cumming. And the more he did, the more he realized her tongue was adorable too. Hope her lips aren't swollen... From the feel of her mouth inside and out, though, everything seemed fine.
He wasn't exactly superhuman in stamina, yet his body felt surprisingly intact overall. A bit of pleasant languor lingered, but that was it. As long as Ada's first perk isn't just 'lucky stamina,' I'll be good.
Jin Yuseong gazed at his beautiful owner—Sylvia—harboring that quiet hope. His silver-haired, ruby-eyed bishoujo master who loved naughty things. Petite in stature but with killer proportions and a glamorous figure. Owner of those massive, childbearing tits and hips. The pure white pussy whose virginity he'd claimed. My lovely master with her quick-to-cum pathetic pussy.
Last night, she'd climaxed over forty times from his virgin dick's creampie pounding. What an easy, lewd body to bring to orgasm. I wrecked her good. She heated up at the slightest touch, loved every way he groped her—such a slutty, sensitive frame. And yet she'd confessed she'd never done anything naughty on her own. How the hell is her body even wired like that? Is she special, or is this standard for women here?
Dismissing the stray question, Jin Yuseong lost himself staring at his captivatingly pretty master's face, immune to boredom. My woman. The woman he'd fucked. The one begging for more. The one commanding him to stay by her side forever. Sylvia Armani Rune Lumer. In a world where master-slave meant female sex slave and male trainer in practice—a realm gone deliciously mad, by his reckoning. Dragged into it, he sent infinite thanks to his luck.
I'm no longer a bottom-tier loser. I've got an SSS-class bishoujo master—insanely hot and cute Sylvia Armani Rune Lumer. She's my masochistic female sex slave girlfriend now!
Overwhelmed with joy, he couldn't stop his lips from twitching into a grin. How many minutes passed lying beside her, basking in that wordless euphoria? Amid his stifled chuckling, he finally noticed sunlight piercing through the window and reluctantly pulled away from her embrace.
"Mmm... slave..."
His master frowned as his warmth left her side, but feeling sorry for her, Jin Yuseong quietly set off in search of a bathroom somewhere in the room.
"Whoa, this room is huge..."
Yesterday, his brain had been hijacked by sex thoughts and his dick, so he hadn't noticed. But Sylvia's private room was massive. Hugely, unbelievably spacious. Even a hotel suite I've never stayed in couldn't match this.
The bed was vast enough for two with space to spare, complete with a large desk and chair for study or research, plus a sofa and tea table. The ceiling loomed at least three meters high. What kind of academy cadet has a chandelier in her room?
Staring up dumbfounded before shaking his head in disbelief, he moved stealthily to avoid waking her. Tip-toeing...
He reached a door flanked by meter-tall pillars topped with planters of blue flowers—this has to be the bathroom, he figured. No visible handle. But the door slid open automatically. No knob because Sylvia had cast [Sign Up] on him yesterday, registering him to open slave-doors on recognition.
"Whoa..."
Room 501. Sylvia's private suite. The size from the hallway hadn't matched the interior at all. Puzzling over the expanded space inside the bathroom too, Jin Yuseong eventually gave up deep thoughts and stepped in.
It was a combined bath and toilet. As a modern guy, auto-doors weren't alien, but one that closed on its own was novel. He'd never encountered one directly or indirectly back home. Heard highway rest stop ones do that, but...
Thankfully, the fixtures were intuitive enough without waking Sylvia for instructions. Still, the showerhead—a head with no hose, like some idiot's fever dream—left him stunned again.
"...You can actually make a shower like this. Magic or not, damn."
Amazed, he muttered while gripping it, then hurried to rinse off before she woke. Body wash and shampoo-like bottles sat nearby. At the sink, pink and blue toothpaste tubes stood by toothbrushes—the blue one labeled for slaves for easy distinction.
Heh, look how cute my master is. Prepared the bed, the whole setup in advance.Is my life too good now? Thrilled internally, he grabbed his slave toothbrush and brushed.
No worries about civilization levels after all. Floor tiles, lanterns, toilet, shower, sink, mirror, toothpaste, toothbrush—all near-modern. Just magically tweaked.
After inspecting everything, he dried off reasonably quick. From the bathroom cabinet, a blue towel; then a mystical tool blew warm air to finish drying. He savored the fantasy luxury. Heh, what kind of slave life is this?
Having entered naked, the chill hit post-dry, so he fetched a robe from a cabinet near the door—also marked for slaves.
"Soft slave robe, huh."
The mismatch of "slave" and "soft robe" no longer fazed him—proof of his freakish adaptability.
Slipping out the auto-door in his robe, he anew realized Sylvia's elite status. No ordinary girl got a room this grand. Scanning furniture afresh, he thought, Our room now. Heh heh, time to wake my pretty master?
Jin Yuseong approached Sylvia, still deep in slumber.