Chapter 132: Catch That Container (3)
Chapter 132: Catch That Container (3)
Bzzzt, bzzzt.
A dark space illuminated by the flickering glow of square screens.
A blond youth sat there, staring intently at a monitor while gnawing on something that looked like a dried kraken leg.
"I wondered what was going on in Hatching Ground 13, and it turns out it’s going down like this."
Smack.
The youth scratched his head vigorously.
He had run through several scenarios in his mind on how to respond to the unfolding situation, but no matter how much he thought about it, there was no clear answer.
"How the hell am I supposed to deal with a lunatic who tries to have sex with a succubus using an Aura Penis?"
The youth let out a long, heavy sigh.
"It’s all because of that crazy bitch."
The youth’s gaze shifted to the screen. Behind the armored knight, who was marching forward with a large, beautiful, and magnificent Aura Penis, stood a blond woman watching his back with a sorrowful expression.
"That crazy bitch corrupted him. Ugh, what a sly fox. Look at her, acting like some tragic heroine behind her crush’s back. What a load of shit. I hope she shits the bed right in the middle of sex."
The youth poured out vitriol that was more vicious than any curse.
"No, wait. She’s the type who’d find even that dirty and convert all her food into mana just to stay clean. She’ll make sure her rear is spotless just so she can ask him to do it back there later. Once the front is full, she’ll say, 'Since my back is empty, fill that up too.' It’s so obvious. Tsk."
The youth extended his fist toward the woman on the screen and ground his teeth, flipping her a middle finger.
"I hope she lets out a loud pussy fart right in the heat of the moment. Sigh. Poor Ruji. How did he get hooked by a woman like that?"
Surprisingly, the youth felt genuine pity for the man named Ruji Fermaton.
"He wouldn't listen even if I told him. He wouldn't listen even if he took a bullet to the head. He’d probably just punch me in the mouth for insulting his woman. Haah. Even if I get hit, I really want to give him a piece of my mind."
If he ever met Ruji, he wanted to buy him an expensive drink and tell him the truth about that woman—even if it meant getting punched for asking why he was dating someone like her.
Even if she was technically a virgin.
—Hey! Are you crazy?! I told you not to put this in the washing machine with the other stuff! Argh, so annoying!
—Oh, you’re back? If you’re back, turn off the lights.
—Where did the two chicken drumsticks go? Why doesn't this chicken have wings? I don't know. You want some of this? Hey, the neck is actually the best part of a chicken. It’s the same logic as pork neck. It’s delicious.
—Ah, fuck!! Why are you always at home!! Just go out! If you don't have friends, go hang out at a PC cafe or something!
"Ugh, that rotten bitch."
Ruji probably had no idea what a total disaster she was at home.
"It’s not like I can just grind her up, either."
Seeing that demure, innocent face made him want to send the elite soldiers of the Infinite Labyrinth to the hatching ground to take care of her immediately.
He wanted to tie that blond woman up and leave her in forced abstinence while letting Ruji Fermaton have all the sex he wanted with other women.
"......Ha, fuck. I’m only holding back because of that Aura Penis."
The youth leaned back in his chair, assuming a reverent posture, and swallowed hard as he fixed his eyes on the screen.
* * *
"Aaaaahhh!!!"
The moment I thrust it in, a piercing moan rang out, nearly making me lose my mind.
What is this?
The sensations weren't linked.
I had simply thrust the Aura Penis as if I were having sex like usual, but Desmonica of Spawning immediately rolled her eyes back and writhed her entire body.
"Su-Succubuses...! Everyone...!"
Wait.
Is she actually going to call for reinforcements in the middle of a sacred duel...?
"Bind me...! Like I'm being subjected to restraint sex!"
Flutter.
The succubuses all squeezed out their magic power to bind Desmonica of Spawning.
Purple mana erupted from the ground, coiling around Desmonica. She steadied her breathing, her body pinned firmly to the earth.
"Now there’s no chance my body will move suddenly...! Now, fuck me as much as you want!"
She was genuinely excited.
"Haah. I’ve never felt a cock like this before...!"
It seemed Desmonica had taken quite a liking to this Aura Penis.
On my end, I was simply resting my hands on her mound and thrusting my hips, but that movement alone made Desmonica’s entire body tremble.
[This is no fun. You’re coming and climaxing the moment I put it in.]
Desmonica was so easy that I felt like I could have just come here from the Lord's Castle and fucked her myself.
If I had known she’d go down this easily, I would have just ripped out a pillar from the start, shoved it in her pussy, and stirred it around.
[There’s no point in even moving my hips at this rate.]
Since Desmonica was acting like this, I suddenly felt embarrassed to face the people watching me from behind.
In particular, every time I saw Laura’s expression—looking at me as if I were a divine messenger embarking on a holy crusade—I was utterly dumbfounded.
Is this right?
I was the one who instigated this fight, but is this really how it’s supposed to go?
No.
It is.
While others fight flashy and cool battles, I fight to get results, even if it’s vulgar.
If this had been a simple battle against the Succubus Queen and her subordinates, many of my party members would surely have been injured.
Some might have even died.
Do I choose the path where people might die?
Or do I give up on a flashy, badass fight to ensure no one dies?
The latter, obviously.
If it were just random people dying, I wouldn't care.
If it were someone I had no connection to, I could endure that level of sacrifice.
I could easily accept the sacrifice of a summon controlled by Charlotte or the destruction of my living armor, Paladin Sonata.
But the people here—my women—are off-limits.
Do you have any idea how much effort I’ve put into setting the stage for sex with them?
I have to have sex with Laura for the rest of my life.
I haven't kept my promise to take Yurdias’s back pussy yet.
I’ve never had sex with Serica except for that time she passed out drunk.
I haven't even let Charlotte properly touch my cock yet.
I want to have more sex.
Sex with more women would be great, too.
But I also love the deep, sticky sex I have with my current knight order members.
Therefore.
This act right now is a form of work.
"Aaaaahhh!!"
Thud, squelch.
The Aura Penis stabs inside.
I can't feel the texture of the vaginal walls at all; I’m just swinging a giant pillar attached to my lower body back and forth.
However.
This is a noble act.
It’s no different from AV actors who don't perform actual sex but instead use a massager or a dildo.
Do they really think of the dildo as their own cock while they’re thrusting and stabbing?
Not at all.
They use the dildo because it’s their job.
A man moves a dildo while imagining he’s thrusting it into a woman instead of his own cock.
And in those hand movements, there must be a glimmer of anticipation.
Think about what comes after.
After the dildo.
The anticipation of being able to thrust his real cock into a pussy that has been thoroughly preheated and made sensitive by the continuous stimulation of the dildo.
Everything is already set up outside.
Currently.
Outside, everyone has finished all preparations to secretly transport the five-meter-tall succubus.
"Aaaaahhh, it feels so good...! This pleasure reaching all the way inside, haah, it’s the best...!"
So, making her finish like this is the easiest and safest path.
It’s just a different form of combat.
I don't care if people call it a coward’s fight.
Because this battle is a glimpse of how Ruji Fermaton will fight from now on!
"Ah, aaah, uuuuhhh...!!"
Desmonica bit her lower lip and threw her head back.
I swung my hips back and forth even faster.
There is no ejaculation on my part.
But while I have no "business" to finish, Desmonica—
Splaaaaash!!
A fountain erupted toward the ceiling.
The stream of fluid burst out with such force that I wondered if it would have pierced through my helmet if I had taken it head-on.
Squirt, gush, drip.
But I kept moving my hips.
This was a duel, a fight with a winner and a loser.
Even if she came, until the words of surrender left her mouth—
"St-Stop...! I give up! Ahh, seriously...."
Desmonica lowered her head and let out a hollow laugh.
"To think my first time having sex would feel like this...."
[What?]
"It was good. The sex. You can take it out now. Since I lost. You weren't excited at all just now, were you? Ugh."
Desmonica trembled slightly with a weary smile.
"...It’s a total defeat."
[Are you letting me win?]
"Well, there’s that too. It seems you’re not just all talk, and it doesn't seem like you came here to kill me. And...."
Desmonica slowly raised her upper body.
"The Dream Factory? You were doing something quite interesting."
[You knew about it?]
"The Infinite Labyrinth has been buzzing about it for the past few days. That there’s someone capturing succubuses, turning them into slaves, and selling wet dreams. The adventurers were talking about it openly."
[.......]
Perhaps.
If I had come to negotiate instead of fight, it might have been a successful transaction...?
"Whew."
Flash.
A tremendous light erupted from Desmonica of Spawning.
Just in case, I quickly threw myself backward, stood in front of Laura to protect her, and picked up the weapon I had set on the ground.
"...I had fun, thanks to you. You said your name was Lewd Man?"
Fwoosh.
As the mist of light dissipated.
"I think I might have become interested in the outside world?"
A brat named Desmonica of Spawning appeared.
"Take me outside. I’ve suddenly become curious to see what your real cock looks like. Hehe, it’s been a long time since I’ve used this form. It’ll be easier to leave like this."
A brat even smaller than Charlotte or Astarotte.
[A transformation... you say...?]
"Yeah. How is it? If I do this, I can maintain this form for about a month. Hehe."
[Ha, fuck me.]
The five-meter Succubus Queen had vanished, and in her place was a fedo succubus who wasn't even 150cm tall—not even close.
[What a massive downgrade.]
"What?"
[I refuse your proposal.]
I raised my weapon.
[Give me back the five-meter giant succubus tits! Do it now, or I’ll crack your skull open!]
Sometimes.
[Your breasts were supposed to be the Masterpiece that would mark the grand finale of our Breast Cup Festival!!]
There are times when a man must fight for something truly precious.