Chapter 31
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 31
Chapter Title: Her Specialness
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"Hii...! Nngh, haa... hyaaah...!"
The position also known as cowgirl.
I think the most exciting part about riding me like this is the visual impact.
I can't control the pace myself, but seeing her work so hard for me is incredibly arousing.
"Hnnngh...!!"
Rike, who had been straddling me and grinding her hips, suddenly drew in a sharp breath and froze.
Her ass and lower body trembled violently, her pussy clenching tight before relaxing.
"Came again?"
"..."
I spread my arms with a grin, and in silent affirmation, she collapsed onto my chest.
"Hng... I'm tired..."
She could move at her own pace, so she lasted longer than when I took the lead, but everyone had their limits.
Where had that determined look gone—the one where she'd vowed to keep going until I finished?
'Just a little more, and I'd have come...'
Rike purred like a cat in my arms, rubbing her cheek against me.
She must have sensed my state because she gently stroked my still rock-hard cock.
"...Oppa. Want me to use my mouth?"
"You sure?"
"I've never done it before, but..."
Still lying prone, Rike crawled down my body toward my hips.
"It's so big... wonder if it'll fit... haaam—"
My cock, slick with cum and her juices, vanished into her mouth without hesitation.
"Mmm, slurp..."
Being her first time, she couldn't take it all, but her earnest efforts built the pressure steadily.
I stroked her bobbing head, focusing on the pleasure and warmth of her mouth.
"No teeth... yeah, like that."
"Haa... slurrrp— chuup! Chuup—"
Rike caught her breath once, then picked up the pace.
Now that she had the hang of it, she sucked greedily, driving me wild with wet sounds.
"Rike... ngh, I'm cumming!"
"Mmph!!"
At my warning, she shoved my cock as deep as she could.
I hadn't even pressed her head, but she swallowed every drop.
Splurt— spluuurt—
After a hefty load, Rike lifted her head from my crotch, eyes slightly reddened.
"Cough...! Cough... Oppa, there's so much..."
"...You swallowed it all?"
She coughed lightly, still feeling the sticky remnants in her throat.
"Ahem! Ahem! ...Don't guys like this?"
"Yeah, it's great... but how'd you know?"
With our daily romp finally winding down, we picked up the conversation we'd skipped until now.
Rike nestled beside me, using my arm as a pillow.
"When I was little... there were tons of those kinds of books in the library the servants used..."
"Ah, got it."
Rike poked my chest curiously.
"...Do you like it when I swallow?"
"Hmm— it's more mental satisfaction, but yeah, when it's you, of course."
"...Got it."
"No need to force it, though. Doesn't taste good, right?"
"The taste... it's kinda salty. Color's like milk? But since it's yours, I can handle it."
Her perfect response satisfied me completely, so I rolled over and pulled Rike into a hug.
"Rike, you're so cute..."
"Hng... lucky it's yours, huh?"
"Really lucky."
Pleased with my reaction, she curled up tighter in my arms.
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Pure peace.
Wasn't this the exact picture I'd dreamed of my whole life?
Rike pressed her body against mine, asking her curiosities.
"This scar... it's okay now, right?"
Her finger traced the scar slowly.
A deep gash from my chest to my abdomen.
Anyone could tell it had nearly been fatal.
"This? Feels like nothing now."
"How'd you get hurt like this... Be careful from now on..."
"Don't worry. Among adventurers, I'm known for being tough as nails."
Rike still looked uneasy but didn't try to stop me from adventuring.
"...You know you can't leave me alone, right?"
"Where would I go without you?"
As if regretting her gloomy thought, her lips puffed out like a duck's.
Still pouting and patting my stomach, Rike suddenly bolted upright.
"...Right! I have something to show you, Oppa!"
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Rike threw on one of my shirts and called me to the living room.
It was oversized, making it look like a dress.
"Sit here."
She sat me in a chair and stood before me like she was about to perform on stage.
Her hand reached into empty air as if grasping something.
"Vanitas"
⟨ Scythe of Vanitas ⟩
After wrapping up my talk with Father, the first thing I sought out was a book.
The most precious thing I'd brought to the academy was the one Mother had given me.
When I was eight, there was a night when shooting stars rained over the Bright territory.
She'd found it while strolling the garden that day, she said.
It wasn't damaged when picked up.
No title on the cover, just a short line on the first page, the rest blank.
She'd meant to use the empty pages as a diary but was drawn to its mystical aura—unlike any ordinary book—so she kept it and later gifted it to me.
Shrrk—
Opening the book revealed a single line that seemed eternally indelible.
"Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities; all is vanity."
I didn't know the contents; it was just Mother's keepsake, so I treasured it.
That was always my mindset.
"Hic... sniff..."
After Father's call, the emptiness overwhelmed me. I clutched what I could to hold myself together.
The accessory from Roman.
The book from Mother.
Lying on my dorm bed, staring at the dark ceiling.
So hollow.
So empty.
As if compelled, the words slipped out.
"...Vanitas"
One of the Akarite heroine's exclusive weapons—a scythe? I'd never even seen one.
Seeing Rike wield what had to be the ultimate fringe weapon left me dumbfounded.
'And that verse... isn't it from religious texts?'
To me, a staunch atheist even in my past life, it felt both familiar and alien.
'Developer Easter egg? Or some hidden piece I never found?'
I knew Rike's mother had left her a book, but hearing its contents was new.
"Think you can handle it? Looks tricky."
"Weird thing is... I've never used one, but it feels natural."
As expected.
Acquiring an exclusive weapon grants mastery and dedicated skills.
It would feel more intuitive than a sword right now.
"And it can do this?"
Rike lightly dragged her finger across the blade, drawing blood.
A droplet welled up, floating ethereally before shaping at her will.
A line, then a tiny heart.
Resentment and love for her own bloodline.
She'd found her answer.
'...Blood Magic!'
Despite its ominous name, blood magic was entirely distinct from black magic.
It had once been persecuted and lumped with black magic for using blood as a medium.
But since it required only one's own blood, it shed the stigma and was no longer outlawed in the Empire.
Yet its history was turbulent, and its very existence remained obscure.
Few practitioners existed to begin with.
A rare art passed down one-to-one or to those with exceptional talent or legitimate bloodlines.
'Chilling talent...'
Not even playable characters had a way to learn it, so my shock gave way to calm focus.
What was happening to Rike was uncharted in the game, but undoubtedly a boon.
"Nice weapon you got there."
"All thanks to you, Oppa. I'll work super hard. So hurry up and... finish it all... you know?"
Rike approached, guiding my hand to her belly.
"...Can't hold back. Come on."
"Kyaa! I've been kidnapped!"
She screamed playfully, face beaming, as I dragged her back to the bedroom.
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"Hek... haak... hngh..."
I held Rike tight as she lay spent, cum leaking from between her thighs.
She cooed, kneading my hand around her waist.
After a while, I gathered my thoughts and spoke.
"How about sticking with the academy for now? I'll take responsibility."
"I wanna attend your classes too... that okay?"
"If trouble hits, I'll handle it. Oh—and if you ditch the dorm, just live here. Use it however."
Based on Enoch Skadi's personality and the original story.
High chance he'd cut her support and mostly ignore her for a bit.
A harsh lesson in financial hardship.
Robert was supposed to step in there, but no need now.
'Still, should ask the info guild to keep tabs...'
Even if Enoch sent someone later, starting with knights was unlikely.
Probably a smooth-talking retainer. Plenty of time to react.
Sending family knights to the academy to drag his daughter from class?
That'd advertise to the Church's watchful eyes that House Skadi had issues.
With all those noble gazes on the academy.
"Things might come up after revenge. Life doesn't end there—it's just the start."
"Even if nothing specific, the academy's a unique experience right now. Give it a shot."
Rike stared at me, then slid her hand down to stroke my cock.
"Oppa... can't wait anymore. One more round."