Chapter 63
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 63
Chapter Title: Chapter 63 - 베아트리스가의 장녀는 후장노예 (7)
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 63
Chapter Title: The Eldest Daughter of House Beatrice is an Anal Slave (7)
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From Bianca's perspective, it was the sixth night.
In real time, it was still just lunchtime on the fifth day.
'Vacation's coming up soon...'
I've been slacking off lately to the point where I can't help but wonder if this is really okay.
Of course, I'm paying the price with special makeup lessons from Professor Loreos, but for a perfect clear, it's unavoidable.
The main event of Chapter 2 kicks off around dawn the day after vacation begins.
According to the original plot, on the first day of break, you take Lucia—who's currently under your taming—to Sankisan Village for a date to manage her mental state, only to miss the last ride back.
That's when the choices pop up: [Walk back] or [Stay overnight]. Pick [Stay overnight], and it's a straight bad end.
You have wild sex with Lucia, wake up in the morning, and learn the academy was raided overnight with massive casualties. This shatters the Calliope family's trust in the academy's safety, so they issue a recall order. 'Eugene Calliope' obeys, withdraws from the academy, and heads back home.
'Thinking about it pisses me off all over again...'
I ground my teeth inwardly.
What kind of eroge slaps you with a bad end just for picking the sex option?
No wonder I couldn't hold back from cursing out the director.
Anyway, back to the choices. Go with [Walk back], chat with Lucia along the way, and make it to the academy on foot.
Arriving at the front gate in the dead of predawn, the protagonist witnesses a shady group smashing through—that's the kickoff to Chapter 2's main event.
...Which brings me to one nagging question that won't leave me alone.
'How the hell did they break the academy's front gate?'
Carnea Academy is packed with high nobles dubbed the empire's future and big-name merchants.
Naturally, with all those VIPs around, it's protected by barriers designed to keep intruders out.
They're not absolutely indestructible, but they'd buy plenty of time for a response while attackers chip away at them.
...Yet in Chapter 2's main event, the barriers didn't even activate.
Maybe a freak malfunction? But the barriers just happen to glitch out right when the intruders strike? Come on.
The only hypothesis that fits is an inside job—a traitor within Carnea.
Barriers are built to block external threats, not internal ones, so someone inside could disable even Carnea's with ease.
So, who's the traitor?
...My prime suspect is Professor Tristan.
He has the skills to disable barriers, stays on campus during vacation, and he's the only one acting suspicious. Can't be wrong.
Come to think of it, Tristan's got deep ties to barriers.
He handled disabling the forest barrier during midterms, and the thing that had me wandering around his workshop? Basically a barrier too.
'But...'
I couldn't figure out why Tristan—who risked his life fighting those 'tentacles' to protect the students—would throw them into danger.
Too late to regret ignoring the throwaway character who dies anyway. Should've dug deeper into him.
To uncover his betrayal motive, I'd have to get into Tristan's workshop. Guy's buying black market materials, so there must be clues.
...And to do that, I need to build favor with his daughter.
She's the only key that can pierce Tristan's barriers.
So ever since first spotting the little brat, I've been heading to that spot every day.
Well, not to see her, exactly.
After day one, she hasn't shown her face once.
But the dolls and snacks I leave as gifts always vanish, so I'm betting her favor's going up.
'Gotta get in there before vacation starts...'
...Not that it needs saying, but building favor doesn't mean I'm planning to do anything with the kid.
I like women, not brats.
Women need boobs, at minimum...
Sting—
Sudden pain shot through my earlobe.
"...Hah...you...fucking...bastard...right now...ahn...you were...thinking...about...another...woman..."
Bianca, who'd been nibbling my earlobe, glared daggers at me as she spoke.
She was straddling me face-to-face—what you'd call cowgirl position.
Our faces were so close I could feel each other's breath.
"..."
Staring at Bianca, her sweat-soaked hair plastered to her skin, I was starting to regret hugging her while still clothed.
Her love juices and sweat had soaked her clothes through.
"...Hah...this...bastard...ahn...thinking...about...someone...else...again."
A woman's intuition cuts like a knife.
Her nails grazed my back lightly, sending a sharp thrill up my spine.
"What are you talking about? I've only had eyes for you, senpai."
"Ahn...bullshit...don't...hah...your...hand...movements...changed."
She'd never even tried anal until recently, and now she's reading my technique like a book.
Honestly, Bianca might just be a genius.
...An anal genius, that is.
"What do you keep going on about? Are you jealous right now?"
"...Hah...! Annoying...don't...talk...crap...!"
Bianca shoved at my chest with both hands, trying to pull away, but I grabbed her ass and yanked her closer instead.
"Come on, you are jealous. If you weren't, why care what I'm thinking?"
"...Hah...crazy...bastard...I said...don't talk shit! It's not...ahn...cuz I care...about you...it's...ah...fucking me...hah...while thinking...of someone else...that hurts...my pride...that's why!"
"Yeah, yeah. We'll go with that."
"...Fucking...bastard...you...don't...hah...believe...a word...do you!"
My words and attitude said one thing, but deep down, I knew she bought it.
Bianca's pride was sky-high.
No way she'd submit this soon, even with pleasure cranked to three times normal.
"Hey, I believe you."
I wrapped my right arm around her waist to press the anal assault while slipping my left hand forward to tease her clit.
"Gh...ha...ahn! ...I'm...talking...right now!"
"And you need to speak properly. I've just been servicing you—when have I ever fucked you, senpai?"
"...Hah...crazy...bastard...who...asked you to?"
Spitting curses while clinging to my neck—cute as hell.
Her petite frame felt less like holding and more like her dangling off me.
"You love it this much, yet you sound so hurt."
"Hah...! Ahn...shut up! You're...the one...doing it...cuz you like it."
"...Hmm, so I am?"
True enough. But no need to let her know that.
"Guess I should show you what I really like."
I hardened my expression and pinned her down like a predator.
Then I dropped my pants and pulled out my raging cock.
"Hey!...Wha-what...are you pulling out?!"
"Showing you what I like. You said it yourself—I love to fuck."
"Wa-wait...not...like this...so suddenly! Give me...time to think..."
"..."
Silence is golden for killing the mood.
After all her chatter, me clamming up made her visibly more afraid.
"...I don't want...we agreed...no pussy...!"
"..."
I rubbed my cock against her pussy lips, and with her wrists pinned, Bianca bucked wildly in resistance.
"No...really, no!...So-sorry...! For the...harsh words! I'll apologize...!"
"...Don't want your pussy fucked? Then obey nicely."
I whispered low in her ear, and her body went rigid.
"O-okay...then..."
"Hey, no need to freak out that much. Now, turn around."
Smack—!
"...Gh...fucking...hah."
I spanked her ass once, and though she started to curse like usual, she bit it back and turned around.
"Bend at the waist."
"..."
"No, waist down and ass up!"
"..."
"That'll hurt your back. There!"
"..."
"Wait...hah...senpai, legs squeezed together like that?"
"Shut up already! Fucking bastard!"
She'd been following orders quietly at first, but the nonstop nitpicking made her snap.
"Got it. No more pointers... Ah! Last thing—don't forget to spread your cheeks!"
"...Crazy...bastard...seriously..."
Still, she did it in the end. Gotta give her points for that.
"Perfect. That's an ass begging to be fucked."
"...Trash...drop dead..."
She kept spewing curses, but I played deaf.
"...Everything's great. But it's missing just a tiny bit. Hmm... Wanna try saying this?"
I whispered the line in her ear, and Bianca's face flushed beet red.
"...C-crazy bastard!...H-how...could you say that?!"
"..."
Despite her protests, I just stared silently like when I teased her pussy. Finally, she bit her lip hard and spoke.
"...Pl-please...use your...cock, junior...to deflower...B-Bianca's...anal virginity."
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