Chapter 255
Chapter 255
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 255
Chapter Title: Attempt
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Exhausted to the bone, it felt like I'd barely closed my eyes before waking up again that morning.
"...Doesn't feel like I slept much at all."
Still, the sleep had eased my fatigue a bit, leaving me refreshed enough to open my eyes and roll over.
-Zzzt! Zzzt!
"Gaaahhh!!!"
An insane muscle cramp hit my body like a freight train.
Arms, legs, back, shoulders—every part of me was in agony, no spot spared.
"Ow, ack... ughh..."
I'd dealt with sore muscles from overdoing it during sex plenty of times before, but this was on another level entirely.
Even my trained body was tearing up at the pain.
No, this wasn't just soreness—it was a full-on cramp.
"Wait, seriously, this feels like an actual cramp."
The familiar twist of muscles knotting up...
"...!!"
-Thud! Thud!
The cramp hit for real, and I couldn't even scream, desperately pounding the floor instead.
If I were in decent shape, I might've tried handling it myself, but with my whole body wrecked, what was I supposed to do?
-Rustle
"Hm...? What's going on...?"
Thankfully, the Heavenly Demon was sleeping beside me. She rubbed her eyes and sat up.
She wasn't wearing a stitch, her bare form on full display, but in my state, I barely registered it.
-Tremble, tremble
"M-my body's cramping..."
"Oh dear... must've slept wrong. Hold still."
She took one look at me collapsed and unable to move properly, instantly grasping the situation, and reached out.
-Squeeze, press
"...!! ...!!!!"
"Bear the pain. It's better to hurt now and be done with it."
"Ackk..."
"Don't tense up. That makes it worse."
"Easier said than... gah!"
Just one night, and my body was already wrecked like this.
God knows what ordeals lay ahead.
"Shouldn't it be all shy and tentative the first time...?"
Hand my body over once, and it's total chaos.
I seriously needed to teach her how to have gentle sex, or I'd never survive to a ripe old age.
Thinking it'd get better after this rocky start was way too optimistic.
-Tremble... tremble...
"Guhh..."
"The more I touch you, the softer your body feels. Hard to believe this is a man's."
"Please don't touch the sore spots..."
"No muscle to speak of, no excess fat—just perfectly lean, yet so pliant. Makes me curious how you maintain it. And this skin..."
"...I don't do anything special."
"A natural beauty that could topple nations. If there was a secret, women would pay a fortune for it."
...Not thrilled to hear that as a guy.
World-toppling beauty? That's for women like my master or the Heavenly Demon—not some dude like me.
-Knead, knead
"...Feels like it's loosening up. You can stop kneading now, right?"
Watching her hands show no sign of leaving my body, a bad feeling crept in.
"Hmm..."
"...Is something wrong?"
"Your trembling under my touch, not knowing what to do—it was quite the sight."
"...Pardon?"
"No thought of staying like this a bit longer?"
What did I just hear?
"Every time I touch you, this weird sensation travels up my hands... It's oddly addictive."
"Th-that..."
"Didn't you say you're mine?"
"..."
Why'd I forget?
I had no right to refuse from the start.
But running away now would just push me over the edge.
Time to learn some basic negotiation skills.
"...We've got plenty of time ahead. Why not take it slow?"
"...Is that so?"
"I've got legs, but I won't run."
"Hm..."
...Feels like I'm suffocating.
Collapse after sex, wake up, and dive straight into negotiations? Who does that?
Even Dang Ayoung wasn't this intense.
"...At least let me eat first. I'm completely famished."
"...Oh right, you need meals. Slipped my mind."
"...?"
"I'm used to skipping a few without issue."
...Beyond common sense. Words failed me.
Counting her quirks would be impossible.
Dizziness hit at the thought of decades married to this woman.
'...The version from the Heavenly Secrets seemed better.'
Back then, I thought the future Heavenly Demon in the vision had a weird personality, but reality was worse.
That one seemed downright reformed by comparison.
'...Reformed enough that captivity and rape count as an improvement?!'
Failure could bring something worse.
Even success wasn't enough—I needed a massive, massive win.
Odds around 0.01%.
-Swish
"Wait here. I'll prepare something quick."
As I rubbed my throbbing head, she left me to handle breakfast.
Whether she'd call a servant or do it herself, I didn't care—the breather was what mattered.
First time apart from her since stepping into the Divine Cult.
'Running... nah.'
Pointless fantasy.
Zero chance, and even if I succeeded, she'd catch me fast.
Her rampaging into the Central Plains would be a bigger disaster.
'Not at the running stage yet anyway.'
Catch me once trying, and all talk of taming or softening her was over.
Why indulge a runaway?
Running was a last-ditch desperation move when all was lost—not with opportunities still open.
'So, focus on how to train her.'
Tell her normal sex techniques? Great idea, but...
...I don't know any.
How could I? Never tried normal—just daily sub life.
'Start with how men lose stamina per climax unlike women... and too much pleasure turns painful...'
I organized key points as her footsteps returned, halting my thoughts.
Couldn't risk her reading my mind.
"Food's ready. You said you were starving—dig in."
"Whoa."
Her words blew every other thought away.
I was that hungry.
Felt like she'd sucked all the protein out of me.
'Meat, anything... need to replenish nutrients...'
Whatever the menu, I'd shove it in. Stumbling toward the tray, I was greeted by...
"Here, eat up."
"..."
A booze spread.
Food was there, but alcohol dominated.
"...Heavens?"
"Something wrong? You like your liquor."
"No... it's..."
Not about liking it.
Even liquor lovers eat first.
"...Is this the whole spread?"
"More booze over there. Need something else?"
"...Sigh."
This must've been how Dang Ayoung felt when I chugged like my guts would burst.
I thought I was a heavy drinker, but she was leagues beyond.
Possible she lived on booze alone.
"...Unlike the Divine Cult's heavens, I need food to live."
"Really?"
"Especially men—unlike women, we ejaculate at climax. To recover stamina, we need—"
"Then no more climaxes next time."
No climaxes? Wait—
"?"
"You said ejaculation drains stamina. Skip that, less burden on you, right?"
"Wha—no, that's not—"
I barely swallowed the outburst.
It was that absurd—my brain short-circuited.
"Not good? Seemed solid to me."
"N-no, can't do that."
"Oh?"
"Complicated to explain, but... blocking climax is worse than the drain. Torture for a man—please just accept that."
...From past play with Dang Ayoung, it was hell.
She'd enjoyed it, so I banned repeats after threatening hellfire.
"Got it. I'll remember."
...What was with that intrigued look?
Hope it's not what I think.
"And while we're at it... last night was too much."
Seizing the moment, I spoke up.
Men burn stamina during sex.
Need breaks in between.
Too much pleasure becomes pain.
I nearly died yesterday.
"First time, so you don't know men's bodies—fair. But I'm fragile; show some mercy..."
"You looked fine, so I kept going."
"...Huh?"
"If you'd seemed in real danger, I'd have stopped. You had leeway."
"...I nearly died."
"But you're fine now. Think I don't know human limits, even if men's bodies are new?"
...No retort there.
The Heavenly Demon wouldn't lack that much sense.
"And... when you clung so desperately, what woman could pull away?"
"...Eh."
"That frail body squeezing my waist like it'd crush it—how could I refuse?"
"I was just enduring the pleasure..."
"Nonsense. If you hated it, you'd have shoved me off. You clung instinctively."
...Maybe?
-Rustle
Her convincing words froze me as she reached out to stroke my hair.
"Not sure if you know, but you smell amazing."
"...Think I've heard that."
"Every time I catch it... when you whine at me... when you let out those teary moans... feelings I've never known rise up."
-Rustle
"Not the me from back when the world was gray and tasteless... something new is blooming."
...Different from our first meeting.
Her eyes met mine, brimming with fresh emotion.
"Is this what love feels like?"
A black swirl of crushed emotions.
Indescribable, yet unmistakably love gleamed within.