Chapter 4

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Translator: Ebonarch

Chapter: 4

Chapter Title: First Meeting Starting from Naked Dogeza (3)

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One day since falling into this other world.

One hour since meeting the heroine.

What am I doing right now?

"Hah... Master..."

...Shockingly, I was staring at Lucia, who was crying out "Master" while showing off her black panties soaked through with her juices.

"A... Look at this bitch's pussy more... Hngh!"

Correction. Not panties—her pussy.

If you can't make sense of this, that's perfectly normal.

Even I'm dizzy from this insane rapid development.

'Fuck...'

First, deep breaths. Calm down.

Get swept up in the moment, and it's game over. After a few long, steadying inhales, my frozen brain finally kicked back into gear.

"...M-Master... Hahng..."

...From the looks of things, Lucia remembered the taming from my first playthrough.

Thinking back on what I did to her back then, I'd have no complaints if she stabbed me in the gut right now. But how damn well did I tame her that she's still calling me Master even now?

Truly, me.

The god of eroge. TTQ123.

'...As if, you fucking director bitch!'

The thought of that director bitch made curses spill out reflexively. That woman has no idea what she's doing.

I started the second playthrough, so how the hell does a first-playthrough heroine remember everything!?

My gut feeling was spot on—I nearly died for real.

If I'd tamed her even a little less, Lucia wouldn't be serving me as Master; she'd see me as a bug to eradicate on sight.

'Anyway, for now...'

Amid all this, the vibrator showed no sense of timing, buzzing away relentlessly to assert its presence.

Her trembling form was impressive, to say the least. She'd been walking around with that thing inside her from the entrance ceremony all the way to now?

'...!'

In that instant, it was like lightning struck my mind—all my lingering questions unraveled in a flash.

Q1: Why was Lucia's voice trembling on stage?

Answer: Because she had a vibrator in her pussy.

Q2: Why was she sweating coldly with unsteady steps?

Answer: Because she had a vibrator in her pussy.

Incredibly, the insane phrase "because she had a vibrator in her pussy" was the correct answer twice in a row.

A chuckle escaped me now.

Fine, I admit it.

In the game, I did far worse things to Lucia than this.

But that was just a game!

Having a beautiful girl from my no-fap, Hitomi-only vibrator fantasies give a speech to the entire school with one stuffed inside her... right in front of me? My brain can't keep up.

"M-Master..."

Lucia, rubbing her thighs together and squirming desperately, finally gave in and undid the buttons of her clothes.

Each button that popped revealed her massive, absurdly prominent tits, drawing my eyes against my will—but I didn't want to screw this situation up worse than it already was.

"Wait..."

I tried to say hold on, but the words stuck in my throat like a fishbone.

Some inexplicable dread told me uttering them would make this irreversible.

And right on cue, a message popped up before my eyes.

Maybe thanks to my boosted Luck—I had a gut feeling I needed to read this right now.

'Lucia's status window.'

As the system instructed, I stared at Lucia and mentally called up her status window.

It appeared naturally before me.

A flashy status window for someone who just enrolled.

For starters, every stat except Luck was higher than mine.

Her Intellect was double mine, Magic Power over triple.

Stat thresholds make a huge difference—the gap in usable Magic Power was probably over fivefold.

'Whew...'

I escaped into idle thoughts for a moment, but now I had to face it.

Lucia's status window had three blatantly suspicious entries.

Impossible to decipher.

This felt outright unhinged.

‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠

....That was close to fucked.

If I'd said "Please wait a moment," she might've judged it unworthy of a Master and her loyalty would've dropped.

Right now, even a dip might just lead to her jumping me—but if it fell further and she questioned what I did in the first playthrough...?

...Death, nothing else.

Cold sweat trickled down my spine.

"...M-Master..."

Through the half-unbuttoned shirt calling to me, I glimpsed the bra cupping her ample breasts. Like below, it was black lace that hid nothing of her nipples.

"...Punish this lewd bitch... please..."

Lucia licked her lips seductively as she approached.

Undeniably beautiful and alluring—but to me now, it felt like the touch of the Grim Reaper.

'What do I do?'

What would first-playthrough me have done? I simulated it in my head over and over, but no answers came.

Just as Lucia's outstretched hand was about to reach me.

"...Stop."

A voice so calm and icy it surprised even me, unbelievable in this tense moment.

"...Ahh!"

Lucia suddenly clasped her hands in prayer, beaming brightly—then tears welled in her wide eyes.

"Ahh... M-Master, Master... Lucia's... Master... Hah... Hah...!"

Her pupils dilated, breaths ragged—nothing normal about it. Instinct screamed danger, but my mouth moved on, spitting out the next words for survival.

"Don't go into ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠heat without my permission, you stupid bitch."

Amid worries this might be wrong and my gut burning black, my body gazed down at her like trash, a scolding tone flowing naturally.

"Hngh... S-Sorry."

"I clearly taught you how to beg. Forgotten already?"

"N-No. I remember."

"Then show me. If a stupid bitch like you remembers."

"Hah... Y-Yes..."

Lucia nodded and began stripping off what little clothing remained.

She neatly folded her skirt, shirt, and even underwear, placing them aside—then knelt nude beside them, bowing her head to me in dogeza.

"...M-Master... P-Please... grant mercy... to this lowly bitch."

Lucia Ursula—top freshman at Carnea Academy, heir to the great Ursula family, famed for her pride—was prostrating naked before me.

A breathtaking scene that filled me with male conquest even in this madness.

...So now what?

The awe was fleeting; survival was the issue.

"Hah, so you do remember. But without me telling you, you can't even do this yourself?"

"...S-Sorry. Please... punish this stupid bitch who can't even beg properly..."

I was about to praise and end it, but she begged for punishment again?

My heart pounded wildly.

Her stats crushed mine. If she wanted, killing me would be effortless.

I needed a punishment fitting for a Master without offending her.

Stroking my chin in thought.

"...Master...?"

"Who said you could look up?"

"Hic! S-Sorry."

...I'd dragged this out too long.

Any more deliberation, and her loyalty might drop. Time to command and see.

"...I'll give you punishment. Take off my socks."

"Ahng... Y-Yes... Hng... Mmm..."

Lucia parted her lips slightly and bit my socks.

I expected hands, but she used her mouth.

The soft sensation brushing my ankles left me flustered—then both socks were off before I knew it.

"...All... done... Master... Hah..."

Just removing socks, and she was heating up again. Swallowing hard at the sight, I said,

"Do I have to spell out every single thing? Kiss my feet and remind yourself what trash you are."

"Y-Yes..."

Lucia trembled lightly as she approached. Her red lips slowly pressed to the top of my foot—and she shuddered in ecstasy.

And then.

Drip... drip...

Clear fluid trailed down her thighs, and she collapsed sideways.

"...?"

What the hell? As confusion hit, Lucia's status window updated.

"Haa..."

I pressed my throbbing head and let out a deep sigh.