Chapter 45
Chapter 45
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 45
Chapter Title: I'll Crush It in One Hit
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“Hic, hic?”
“Rora, how’re you feeling?”
“Hic, hrgh, kgh, I’m, I’m angry. Ah, aaah— hngh!”
Her pupils shook anxiously in every direction.
“Tch. We’ve got some history, so how about I give you a hand?”
“Ugh, wh-what’re you...”
With that, I manipulated her head and shoved her face straight into my crotch where my dick was.
“Forget all that annoying crap. Wanna feel good?”
“Hmph, hrmph.”
Aurora sniffed mindlessly. Stimulating her lust pushed back her self-loathing for the moment.
I silently yanked her hair back.
“Ugh, uuu— more, more.”
“Tch, I just let you sniff it for a second and... You’re no different from a bug. Pathetic.”
She was babbling like a regressed child, begging for more.
She was desperate for every little thing I did.
It was time.
Time to make her swear.
“Don’t you wonder how I got this strong? Want me to tell you? Who knows? If you get as strong as me, things might go back to how they were.”
Light instantly returned to her dim eyes.
“H-how?! Please, tell me!”
“But you’re not my friend anymore, right? I can’t just help you out like old times. So swear one thing, and I’ll tell you. How to get as strong as me, and how to get out of this mess.”
“Wh-what is it? I-I’ll do anything, anything!”
“Strip first.”
“Eh... Y-you mean take off my clothes?”
She hesitated. Bitches are all the same. They’ll slobber all over a dick covered in pussy juice while fingering themselves, then freak out when you tell them to strip.
“Fine, if you don’t want to. I’m out.”
“W-wait!”
Swoosh.
She hurriedly stripped as if I might vanish.
A flawless, pure white nude body. She’d trained in the sunless dojo, so no excess fat—just a perfectly toned figure with porcelain skin.
“What’re you doing? Not all of it.”
“Y-you mean my underwear too!?”
I scowled and headed for the door.
“Ah, aaah, okay, don’t go!”
She bashfully twisted her thighs together but obediently pulled down her panties. A slightly darker vertical stain was visible. Most women would take off their bra first, but starting with panties? Weird one.
“Top too. I’m busy.”
“Ngh...”
To unhook her bra, she had to reach behind her back with both hands. That’d expose her pussy, which she was currently covering. She glanced at me nervously, then finally lifted her flushed hands behind her to undo the clasp.
“Huh?”
I hadn’t seen clearly since she’d quickly covered up while pulling down her panties, but Aurora’s pussy was smooth, not a single hair.
“What’s with you? No hair?”
“Ngh, it’s, it’s my constitution!”
I thought she waxed for training, but interesting. Some people just don’t grow much body hair.
Pop.
Tense, she strained and finally unhooked her bra, letting it drop to the floor.
“Hands down.”
“Ugh...”
Her expression was comically out of place. Her lips wobbled like waves, eyebrows raised in a dumb look.
“Pfft.”
“Ugh, d-don’t laugh! I-I know...”
“Know what?”
She hung her head low, replying in a teary voice.
“Th-they’re... small...”
“What? Can’t hear you.”
“M-my boobs are small! I know that!”
Tall for a woman at 170cm, years of strict dieting and hardcore training—her chest wouldn’t grow, obviously.
That’s why she took off her panties first. Her complex.
In a situation like this? Her mind was clearly missing a screw. No dating, barely any friends—never had normal interactions.
“What bullshit? Why care about that? It’s a fine size.”
“Eek...”
I clasped my hands behind my back, admiring her as she kept her head down, avoiding my gaze.
Damn, what a perfect body. Small tits? Sure, but well over B-cup. Her tall, proportional frame made them look smaller relatively, but they were just the right handful size. My eyes trailed down her chest to her abs. A hint of defined 11-shaped upper abs peeked out, firm and elastic.
She was tensing up hard. Her lower belly was softer, a bit plump—women’s bodies protect the womb that way. Wide, beautifully flared hips on either side.
‘I wanna knock her up.’
Shin Nari, Aurora, whoever—eventually, they’ll all carry my kids. Once I’m sure it’s safe.
My gaze dropped further. Sleek gazelle-like thighs, firm and tempting—not too thick, just begging to be grabbed.
Her body overall—
“Pretty.”
It was beautiful. Not lewd or sexy, but purely artistic proportions, elegantly stretched out.
An athlete’s body, yet not overly masculine—definitely feminine.
“Wh-what?”
“Nothing. Now kneel.”
“Ugh...”
Thud.
Tits, pussy, all exposed—might as well go all in. She knelt without protest.
“Neatly fold your bra and panties and set them aside. Pussy-contact side up.”
“Uuu.”
Trembling, but she did it perfectly.
“Now get flat on the floor and say it.”
“...Say what...?”
“‘I, Aurora, will serve Master for the rest of my life and devote everything to him.’”
“What?”
“Say it: ‘I, Aurora, will serve Master for the rest of my life and devote everything to him.’ Then I’ll tell you how to get strong.”
Her eyebrows shot up in disbelief, anger flaring.
“Th-that! Even so, that’s too much!”
Whoosh!
“D-don’t mess with me! D-devote everything forever...? Even if I learn how to get strong after swearing that, what’s the point?!”
Classic Aurora. She went nuts in the arena, but she nails what benefits her and what screws her over. That’s how she kept up the act for years.
“Fine? I’m gone then?”
“Uuuu.”
Cried, broke, raged, cried again, submitted, rebelled... Peak instability.
As I headed for the door again, her hand twitched to grab me, but she didn’t move until I reached for the knob.
‘Ugh, such a pain...’
“Fine, you made me do this.”
“What’re you...”
Smack!
I strode over, grabbed both her hands in one of mine, yanked them over her head, and slammed her back against the wall.
“What’re you doing!?”
“Shut up, you bitch. Persuading and coaxing isn’t my style. Trash like you that needs her tiny brain beaten into submission needs punishment first.”
Squeeze—squeeze—
“Right here? Your baby room.”
“Hiiik... D-don’t, please...”
Squiiiish♡
No matter how hard she tensed, she couldn’t overcome my overwhelming strength pressing into her lower belly. It sank in, molded to my fist.
“Heeeuk♡ It, it hurts, haaah♡ P-please stop.”
“Fine, something else then.”
Bam!
“Guheuk!”
The erotic vibe from seconds ago was a lie—sudden, dizzying shock straight to her guts!
Her legs buckled; I yanked her wrists to hold her up. With Nari, I’d used her strength since I wasn’t awakened yet, but with Strength over 30? No need.
Thud!
“Kuhk.”
Smack!
“Kruuuk! Heok, heok! S-stop!”
Punch!
Punch!
.
.
.
Five, six...
Her trained body held up better than a normal woman’s. But the fear and pain of her most precious spot breaking was shattering her will in real time.
Destroying the core function of life is primal, genetic terror. Media jokes about guys’ weak spots, but women feel the same dread of losing reproductive function.
“Heok, kuheuk, hiiik— heeok, heok, p-please stop, please!”
I brought my eyes close to her face.
“Hey, Aurora, you trash bitch. This is your level. Now that your mask is blown for everyone, you can’t swing that sword anymore. Without it, you’re just cum-dump tissue getting smacked around like vermin.”
Insult ripping into her already broken state.
“Uuuu, uu.”
Aurora could only whimper.
“So... Weak-ass trash like you, taking it out on innocent people—you’re not worth keeping around, huh?”
Tap.
I pressed my fist into her bruised, fist-shaped, dark red swollen lower belly.
“Trash like you shouldn’t breed. Letting your genes spread is a menace to the world. Right, or wrong?”
Clack clack clack.
She got it.
Her molars chattered at the horrific future looming.
“Right or wrong? Answer, trash bitch.”
“Hrgh, uu, th-that’s n-not true! No!”
I pinned her thrashing desperately to escape, shoving my hammer-like fist in her face.
“Look closely. This is the fist that’ll smash your baby room.”
Her heart pounded wildly.
Overwhelming power she couldn’t resist—her most precious thing moments from ruin.
“Hraaak, haaak, please, please don’t, don’t do it, hwaaa.”
“Here it comes? Gonna crush your precious spot?”
“Ah, aaaah, auuu, auaaa...”
Aurora’s pupils shrank to pinpoints. Tears streamed from terror, saliva glistened on her drooling mouth.
“Hiiiii! Hiiik, d-don’t, don’t do it, don’t... hik!”
Hyperventilating, her perky tits heaved wildly. Her lower belly cutely puffed with each inhale.
“Look straight. Say goodbye to your future baby.”
Huuup!
I inhaled, tensed my arm.
Bulge!
Veins popped on my forearm, biceps swelled.
“I’ll crush it in one hit—”