Chapter 90: The Slave Who Devours Her Master (3)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 90: The Slave Who Devours Her Master (3)
“Hahh…”
In a room shrouded in the dead of night, where not even moonlight dared to enter, a sweet, distinctly feminine moan seeped into the air.
Ever since she had secretly devoured Karami’s essence, Rin had been keeping her distance from him.
Karami, believing Rin was simply going through puberty, lamented that they couldn’t be as close as they used to be. Seeing him so sad, Rin was wracked with guilt.
This wasn’t anything like puberty.
If she had to be precise, it was closer to being in heat.
After tasting his essence, an unbearable addiction had taken root. She wanted more. Just smelling Karami’s scent made her feel like she would pounce on him without a second thought.
Both for his essence and sexually.
But she knew that if she did, there would be no turning back. So she desperately kept her distance.
The strange thing was, the gumiho hadn’t appeared since then. Rin had expected it to egg her on, to tell her to attack him…
She didn’t know what scheme it was plotting, but its absence was a relief. She didn’t want anyone to see her in such a disgraceful state.
“Ngh…”
Dressed in a thin negligee for bed, Rin’s hand descended to a secret place, playing furtively as she rubbed her thighs together. At the same time, her tails gently tickled her body, heightening the sensations.
It was a desperate act to distract herself, to prevent her from losing control and attacking her master. It wasn’t particularly effective, but it was better than nothing.
No one had taught her how to do this, but some things one simply learns without being told.
“Master… Master…”
Just as Rin’s senses, crying out her master’s name in a plaintive voice, were reaching their peak…
Knock, knock, knock.
A knock echoed through the room.
“Rin, is this a good time?”
“Hic?!”
Reacting to Karami’s voice, Rin let out a shriek that was half-moan and shot up from the bed.
“Wh-what is it?”
“I wanted to talk for a bit. May I come in?”
“W-wait a moment!”
Rin frantically straightened her disheveled bedding and clothes before yanking the door open.
“I thought I heard something. Is everything alright? You’re sweating, too.”
“Huh?”
Only then did Rin notice her own appearance. Sweat had plastered her hair to her cheeks, and her pale skin was faintly visible through the damp negligee.
She looked like someone who had just been interrupted mid-tryst and had rushed to the door.
Startled, Rin blurted out an excuse.
“I-I was practicing my magic! I got hot from making fox fire!”
“Hmm, it’s admirable that you’re practicing your magic, but maybe doing it inside the house isn’t the best idea?”
“Right! I’ll do it outside from now on!”
Doing that outside would cause a huge scene, but Rin, in her haste, readily agreed.
“Shall we sit and talk?”
“Huh? O-oh, okay!”
Rin sat on the bed, and Karami took a seat next to her. As he stretched his arms back to get comfortable, his hand brushed against something lukewarm and wet.
“Hm? Why is the bed wet?”
Karami fiddled with the clear liquid on his hand. It was a bit slick; it didn’t seem like ordinary water…
As Karami tried to analyze the substance, he gave it a sniff and tilted his head. Rin, who knew exactly what it was, was horrified and snatched his hand.
“M-Master! That’s Rin’s sweat! It’s dirty, let’s wash your hands, okay?”
“Nothing about Rin is dirty.”
Ignoring her, Rin had already used a wisp of fox fire to evaporate the substance from Karami’s hand.
Karami decided not to think too deeply about it. It’s puberty, he thought. It was a time when a girl might be sensitive about things like sweat. He himself, far from finding it dirty, was confident he would have even licked it.
“The reason I came is that I’ve been feeling like you’re avoiding me lately, Rin.”
“That’s…”
“Most problems can be solved by talking. There’s no need to let things fester until they get worse.”
Her personality and appearance were changing slightly as her tails grew, but this ‘puberty’ was an element that hadn’t existed in the game. This was the first time Karami had seen Rin like this.
It was bewildering, but that was all. They had a bond forged from their time together. He judged it to be a problem they could definitely solve.
“Wow, looking at you like this, you’ve really grown, Rin. You used to be so small you fit right in my arms.”
Karami started making small talk, trying to build some rapport, but his words weren’t reaching Rin’s ears.
Master. It’s my master.
Rin had been in the middle of her fiery game, only to be interrupted by Karami. Like a fire snuffed out midway, her body ached with a desperate heat.
Like embers left by a blaze extinguished too soon, the heat, unable to reach its conclusion, left a suppressed thirst simmering inside her.
And to make matters worse, after keeping her distance from him for so long, he was now right beside her. The scent wafting from him was like oxygen being fed to a dying ember.
“Rin, are you listening?”
“Huh?”
“Your face is red. You don’t have a fever, do you?”
Karami placed a hand on Rin’s forehead. It was burning hot, as if he’d touched a branding iron. Was she sick, not just going through puberty?
From Karami’s perspective, it was an act of concern, but at this moment, it was the worst possible mistake.
The touch of his hand on her forehead snapped the last thread of reason Rin was desperately clinging to. In the instant she imagined hearing the snap of a breaking cord…
Grab!
Rin’s hand shot out and seized Karami’s wrist with the same speed she showed in battle. His body was violently spun around and thrown onto the bed. Before he could process what had happened, he found himself pinned beneath Rin.
Looming over him, Rin had both of his arms restrained. Her face was obscured by shadows, but her odd eyes glowed with a light far more intense than usual.
They were the eyes of a predator that had its prey cornered. Rin took a deep breath and exhaled, her chest heaving.
“Rin?”
“Master… you said you were curious, right? About why Rin has been avoiding you lately.”
“Yes…”
I am curious, but why now, of all times? In this situation? An inexplicable sense of dread washed over Karami.
“You’ve been tired lately, Master. That was actually because of Rin. Rin ate your essence. That’s why you’re tired.”
“…What?”
“It was so delicious. I wonder if there’s any taste in the world more blissful… No, I can say with certainty there isn’t. It was the ultimate delicacy.”
To Rin, it was greater than the ambrosia of the gods, more divine than the peaches of immortality.
As if recalling that profound flavor, Rin licked her lips with her crimson tongue. It was not the gesture of an innocent, naive girl, but the sensual flick of a mature woman’s tongue.
“I almost ate it all by accident. But I held back. Rin did good, right?”
“Uh…”
“But I keep thinking about it, and I want to eat it again. So much that I want to pounce on you, Master. But I can’t do that, right? So I kept my distance… but what’s this? Master keeps getting closer. Are you asking me to devour you?”
Rin let out a soft chuckle, as if she’d found something amusing.
Only then did Karami understand what was happening. This wasn’t puberty. It was her being in heat. One of the beastly instincts a beastkin could never fully erase.
This wasn’t a joke. He was genuinely being pounced on. This was not good.
“Haha, so that’s what it was? And here I was thinking you’d gotten tired of me.”
“No way~ You know how much Rin likes you, Master. There’s no way I could ever hate you, right?”
“That’s true. I was completely mistaken. Hahaha…”
Karami laughed awkwardly and tried to slip away, but Rin’s grip on his wrists was ironclad. He couldn’t budge an inch.
Karami was physically weak to begin with, and his opponent was a beastkin—a yokai, no less—whose physical abilities were hundreds of times greater than his. It would have been difficult even when Rin was a one-tailed fox; now, it was impossible.
A smirk played on Rin’s lips, finding Karami’s struggles within her grasp amusing.
“Master… you’re so weak. It feels like you’d snap if I used just a little more strength.”
“Uh… I’d rather you didn’t.”
“Really, Master~ As if Rin would ever hurt you. I just find it amazing that you always take the lead with this fragile body of yours. I’m always grateful.”
“That’s just what a master does. So, could you let me go? It’s starting to hurt a little… haha.”
“Hmm~ What should I do?”
Rin pursed her lips, pretending to think it over.
“No way. I feel like you’ll run away if I let go.”
Then, she grinned.
It was clear she’d had no intention of letting him go from the start.
“Snnnff, haaah…”
Rin lowered her upper body and buried her face in the crook of Karami’s neck. She began to greedily inhale his scent, as if to make up for all the time she’d missed.
When that wasn’t enough, she started planting kisses on his neck, even licking it. Like a beast marking its territory. As if to leave her trace on every inch of his body.
“Rin, wait a moment.”
“Rin tried so, so hard to hold back. This is your fault, Master. You seduced me first. You were the one wagging your tail, tempting me. You kept coming near me, giving off that lewd scent.”
Lewd scent?
Me?
A cold sweat broke out on Karami’s brow. His pathetic intuition was screaming alarms in his head.
His chastity was on the line.
He couldn’t reason with her. Rin’s pupils were clouded with desire, her rationality gone.
He hated being forceful and had tried to avoid it, but any further and it would be dangerous. Just as Karami opened his mouth to issue a master’s command…
“You can’t do that, Master. Rin doesn’t like that.”
Rin reacted a beat faster. Her seven tails fanned out like a peacock’s plume, and her odd eyes flashed.
A wave of dizziness washed over Karami, making his head spin. He couldn’t think straight. It was Rin’s magic.
“Sorry. Rin didn’t want to go this far either, but you’re too soft on your slaves, Master. Rin had no choice.”
“……!”
“If I force myself on you, you’ll definitely come to hate me. But I want to do it. But I don’t want you to hate me, either. So.”
Hoo.
Rin blew a hot breath across Karami’s lips.
A wave of drowsiness crashed over him, sweeping him away in an instant. His consciousness, swallowed by the tide, began to sink beneath the surface.
“This will be a memory only Rin keeps. When you wake up, we’ll be a master and slave who get along even better than before.”
Karami tried to speak, but his mouth wouldn’t open. His eyelids, too, were slowly closing.
The last thing Karami saw was a vixen, her lips pulled into a wide grin, anticipating the moment to come.
“Sleep well, Master. Rin loves you very, very much♡”