Chapter 48
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 48
Chapter Title: How to Tame a Bratty Girl (7)
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"Sensation is key."
Lucia said this to me with a serious look on her face.
I tried to match her seriousness and listen intently, but...
'Can't focus...'
The problem was the outfit she was wearing.
Subtle sexiness always beats outright lewdness when it comes to turning someone on.
And Lucia's current getup was exactly that.
Her crop top-ish blouse flashed her cute little navel every time she raised her arms, and the short skirt barely covering her thighs had side slits that revealed her garter belt even when she stood still.
'...A garter belt, huh.'
I just couldn't understand what this world's god was thinking when they popularized a culture like this.
On one hand, there was devilish food like Mint Choco Chicken Skewers, but on the other, artistic outfits like this were mainstream.
'Is this the balance between good and evil?'
"...Master?"
Her voice snapped me back to reality, and I saw Lucia gazing at me with worried eyes.
"...Are you okay? If you're tired, maybe we should stop?"
I shook my head to clear away the fantasies.
"Just got lost in thought for a second. Sorry."
It was rude to zone out during a lecture she was giving while skimping on sleep.
But Lucia didn't seem to mind at all. She just beamed at me.
"Hehe, it's fine. This just means more alone time with Master."
Her smile carried the faint scent of silver bells.
"Alright, I'll focus now. Explain it again from the top."
"How much do you remember?"
"...Honestly, I didn't catch a word."
"Fufu, got it. So, to start over: sensation is key. Well... actually, it's not just important—it's everything. Low-grade spells don't have coordinate chants to begin with, so you have to handle that part intuitively..."
Lucia's explanation continued for a bit.
...It felt like I almost got it, but not quite.
As I rested my chin on my hand, deep in thought, Lucia clapped her hands.
"Okay, let's just try it! Practice is the best way to heighten your senses. Aim for that tree over there—imagine a clump of mana forming beside it!"
Wind Blade
(Low-grade Wind Elemental Magic)
I followed her instructions, but the Wind Blade just shot out from my fingertips like always.
"...No clue."
You can't explain the sensation of flapping wings to someone without any.
I was the same.
I had no idea how to separate my mana from my body and manipulate it externally, so her explanation went right over my head.
"Hmm... Can you do it with your unique ability, Master?"
"That, I can."
Telekinesis activated the instant I willed it.
This time, I formed a rectangular block.
Telekinesis itself was a pure mass of force—invisible to the eye, but I could feel it.
"Right now, Lucia, I've manifested it beside your head."
She glanced to the side and squinted.
"...Yeah, your unique ability barely registers any mana. Even knowing it's right there, I can just barely sense it."
I nodded.
The mana used in Telekinesis was so minimal it evaded most detection spells.
"Then, Master, try using magic this way?"
Wind Blade
(Low-grade Wind Elemental Magic)
I tried Wind Blade again, but it still launched from my fingertips.
"Hmm... No good... It'd be great if you could use mid-grade magic, Master."
Her words jogged my memory of something I'd forgotten.
Master's things are Master's! Even the flesh toilet's are Master's!
Can use up to '2' skills (magic) from heroines tamed to a sufficient level at max '60%' power.
After taming Vivian, my magic slots had increased from one to two.
'Still one slot left...'
I kept my familiar Wind Blade from Lucia as is and slotted Vivian's mid-grade spell into the new one.
Vayera—Wind—Blade
(Mid-grade Wind Elemental Magic)
The spell manifested beside the tree on chant, digging halfway into the trunk.
"...Hmm."
It had been a while since I last used mid-grade magic, and the difference from low-grade was crystal clear.
The "Vayera" chant definitely included a coordinate-setting phase.
But...
'Still no idea.'
I understood coordinate designation within a mid-grade chant, but low-grade ones had no such mechanism. How was I supposed to aim them?
"Hmm... If this doesn't work... Master, could you hold out your hand?"
I extended my hand, unsure how she'd help.
—Squeeze.
Lucia laced her fingers with mine.
"...?"
"...Ah!... N-No, that's not... I mean... it's not not that, but... not right now..."
Watching her stammer excuses made me chuckle.
"Got it."
I squeezed back, and her eyes went wide.
"...Hehe... Master... Ahem. Okay... I'm going to channel mana now, so don't push it out even if it feels foreign."
I nodded, and her mana flowed into my body.
Bzzz—
I trusted her completely, but letting someone else's mana into your body wasn't advisable for most people.
It was like getting a blood transfusion from a mismatched type.
In severe cases, it could even be fatal...
'No rejection at all...?'
Lucia's mana flowed in so naturally, never overstepping.
"Whew... Master... I'll adjust the sensation, so you try casting the spell."
I extended my left hand, aimed at the distant tree, and chanted.
Wind Blade
(Low-grade Wind Elemental Magic)
In that moment, first-person and third-person perspectives blurred together, and the spell summoned beside the tree.
"Oh...!"
"Wow! As expected of Master! Keep casting to lock in the sensation!"
"Got it."
I unleashed a barrage of spells as she said.
Wind Blade x3
(Targeted without chant)
The bizarre sensation of designating coordinates without chanting had me firing Wind Blades nonstop before I knew it.
'Ah...'
Then, my mana suddenly bottomed out, and Lucia's mana flooded into the void.
⟨Master... use as much as you want... I won't run out, no matter how much...⟩
Emotions mixed in with the mana made my head spin.
"Ngh..."
As I staggered, drunk on the feelings, Lucia let go and cut off the supply.
"Master!"
But perhaps because foreign emotions had seeped in, I craved even stronger ones to drown them out.
...And the first that surged up was pure lust.
Overwhelmed by unbearable arousal, I grabbed Lucia's shoulders and pinned her against the tree.
"...N-No... Master... not here... someone might see..."
Her words said no, but her eyes brimmed with anticipation and longing.
I knew.
I knew she was acting...
But knowing it was an act didn't make it any less alluring.
"Shut up..."
"Y-You really... gonna do it?... M-Master, please..."
"...Shut up and turn around."
"...N-Nooo... Master... not here... Ngh...!"
Ripping her clothes off like tearing into prey gave it a real rape vibe.
I slid my hand under her skirt, kneaded her plump thighs, snapped off the garter belt, and thrust my cock in deep. Her pussy clenched tight, as if it had been waiting.
"Hngh... Mmph... Nngh... I-It hurts... M-Master..."
Plap— Plap—
I ignored her moans and just slammed my hips forward.
"Hngh... M-Master... ngh... f-forgive me... nngh...!"
Every sensation in my body rushed to my cock.
To savor this pleasure even more, I hoisted her up, cock buried to the hilt.
"Grrgh... Haa... Master... t-today... you can't... cum inside..."
Standing on tiptoes, she gazed at me with eyes full of heat.
"...I-It's a dangerous... day... nngh... M-Master... haa... anywhere but... inside... ngh... cum wherever else..."
"...!"
Hearing that ignited an explosive urge to impregnate her.
"Shut up! I'll decide that."
"...N-No... hngh... not inside... haa... never inside... ngh... I won't let Master... suffer...!"
The more she resisted, the more I burned to creampie her.
"Haa... haa... I'm cumming inside Lucia..."
"Gngh... N-Nooo... nngh... M-Master... today... really... no... kkh... haa... hngh...!"
Splurt—!
As I unleashed my load, I crushed her body against mine. Her back arched sharply.
Spurt—! Spurt—!
My cock twitched over and over, dumping everything into her womb.
"...Whew."
The emotions washed out with the semen, and my head cleared.
Lucia, clutching the tree and panting raggedly, spoke up.
"...Haa... haa... haa... I said not inside... and you flooded me..."
"...Sorry."
"Today was really... dangerous... Master... what if I get pregnant?"
She made a sad face for a moment.
Her words sent a chill down my spine.
If her pregnancy got out, even Lucia would be expelled from Carnea Academy for sure.
I'd never abandon her, of course, but...
'...Lucia would deviate from the main story.'
As I pondered gravely, she dropped the sad act.
"...Hehe... Just kidding. I want to get pregnant for you too... but we still have things to do."
She pulled a contraceptive from her breast pocket and swallowed it.
It was a special one we'd bought alongside the taming supplies.
"So until then... I'll hold back too..."
Stroking her belly with a wistful smile, she looked utterly endearing.
"...Yeah."
As I stroked her head, she wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered in my ear.
"...But... Master... now that I've taken the pill..."
She spread her flushed pussy lips slightly, showing off the cum inside.
"...Will you refill what leaked out?"
While Eugene and Lucia were rolling around in the woods, someone lingered in the darkened infirmary.
"...Mmmnyah..."
It was Iris.
Still in her uniform, she had collapsed over her desk and fallen asleep.
—You'll come see me again tomorrow, right?
—Yeah.
Trusting that promise—not that it was really for Eugene—she'd gone shopping, bought flashy new lingerie, slathered on perfume that men raved about, and put extra effort into her makeup...
But Eugene never showed.
Will he come soon? He will, right? He promised. Why isn't he here? Should I go find him? What if he thinks I'm clingy? Nothing bad happened, did it?
Tortured by these thoughts, she'd waited until the academy closed and dozed off right there.
"...Mmm... Eugene... no... I'm a teacher... and you're a student... hehe."
In the dark, empty infirmary, Iris's happy sleep-talk echoed through the night.