Blackmail Photos and the Anti-Empire Faction's Shadow
"You're really not going to dispose of us, are you?"
"O-of course not. Even if I leave this room, I won't try any retaliation or anything, so please... don't rape me..."
Lucille accepted Leon's proposal almost wholesale. As expected, she wasn't as strong as she appeared, nor overflowing with a sense of justice.
Even if she wasn't some fiend like Gail, the fact that she'd hurled abuse at Estelle, calling her a shameless slut based on mere assumptions, and resorted to violence was a major strike against her.
Once Leon released Lucille, he started thinking of ways to ensure she kept her promise. The situation could shift at any moment, and she'd betray them in a heartbeat.
Then came a sharp flash. Luna had drawn a small magic sword and was casting some kind of spell.
Noticing Leon's gaze, Luna smiled sweetly.
"It's a spell called mana imaging. You know that recent invention called photography, right? This is just a more advanced magical version of it. Regular photos only capture black-and-white images, but this magic shoots them in full color."
As she spoke, Luna pointed her sword at Lucille and snapped away—flash, flash—taking image after image. Terrified, Lucille tried to cover her chest, but Luna's hand blocked her.
In fact, Luna went further and snatched away Lucille's bra.
"Nooo!"
Lucille let out a scream, but Luna had already captured shot after shot—from her face right down to her breasts.
"Nude photos of a beautiful senior girl like this... they'd fetch a high price, wouldn't they?"
"N-no way... you're not going to blackmail me with those...?"
"That's right♪"
Luna sure doesn't hold back on her ideas, Leon thought. Maybe it was because she herself was struggling due to her Semen Enhancement skill.
That said, they did need to secure some leverage over her, just like Luna had done.
"You get to avoid being raped, so put up with this much. As long as you don't betray us, I won't spread them around."
Leon told her as much, and Lucille nodded again, tears streaming down her face.
For a proud duke's daughter and disciplinary committee member like her, this had to be utterly humiliating. She'd come to settle the score in her brother's place, only to get thoroughly outmaneuvered instead.
Lucille stood up and straightened her clothes. Watching a stunning third-year with a killer figure get dressed was plenty erotic in itself.
Her bra was gone, though—confiscated by Luna—so her upper body was still bare.
Seeming to notice their stares, Lucille's face flushed red.
She hurried to the storeroom entrance, then turned back with a glare.
"S-someday, I'll make you pay for this!"
With that, she tried to storm out, but Leon grabbed her, pinned her against the door, and groped her breasts roughly.
Lucille immediately yelped, "Eek!"
"Don't even think about revenge. If you betray us, you'll be a sex slave for real next time."
"I-I got it, so l-let go... Ah! N-noo!"
Even through her blouse, Leon could fully appreciate the size of Lucille's breasts. And with no bra, he could even make out the position of her nipples. For emphasis, he pinched one hard, and she jerked sensitively with a shudder.
"Nngh! Aaaah... N-nipples, nooo!"
This disciplinary committee girl was weak to nipple play, it seemed. Seeing her writhe so lewdly made him want to turn her into a sex slave right then and there, but he held back.
When Leon finally released her, she left the room in tears, her spirit completely broken, shuffling along dejectedly.
Left behind, Leon glanced between Estelle and Luna. The skill's effects must have worn off at some point, because Estelle was now slumped flat on the floor.
"You okay? No injuries?"
"Yeah... Thanks for getting mad on my account."
Estelle said it a little shyly, her cheeks tinged pink.
Meanwhile, Luna watched her with a sly grin.
"Oh, Estelle-san..."
"W-what?"
"Nothing, just thinking even your heart's fallen into Onii-sama's hands."
"I-I'd never fall for a creep like him!"
"But you totally have, right?"
"I said no!"
Leon smiled as he watched Estelle and Luna bicker.
The problems were still stacking up. Nothing had changed about the harsh position he