Chapter 9
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 9
Chapter Title: Taming the Gloomy Girl, 000 Days Later (2)
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"...Hngh... Thank you for allowing this lowly sow to masturbate."
Lucia approached and hugged me.
Mmm.
The soft sensation all over my body and her sweet, fleshy scent were melting my brain.
"...M-Master..."
Lucia looked up at me from within my arms.
My gaze involuntarily locked onto her lips.
"...Mm."
Seeming to sense it, Lucia slightly lifted her head and slowly closed her eyes.
Thump-thump-thump.
My heart was going wild.
Even this close up, her skin was flawlessly white.
Her hair shimmered like it was forged from molten silver.
...Nothing felt real.
The moment I let my guard down even a little, I felt like I'd pounce on her and pin her down.
-Yo, you holding back on this? Dumbass?
-Yeah, even I'd say banging her is justified here.
Even now, an angel and devil were screaming in my head from both sides to just do her.
Damn, shouldn't one of them be against it to make it normal?
'...Calm down.'
-Calm down? Fuck that, dumbass!
-If you don't bang her, it's a riot waiting to happen.
Sex?
I want it too.
Fuck, I really, really want it.
...But I didn't want to get wrecked even more.
Think about it.
A 'lifelong eroge-only LV1 noob virgin' has to face off in bed against a 'Succubus Overlord LV99' who's been fully tamed using every bit of eroge knowledge he has.
Sure, I've got the holy sword called 'Prince on the Bed', but I don't even know its full power yet.
And a holy sword needs levels to swing it properly.
What good is a LV1 swinging it?
...Long story short, at this rate, I'd get milked dry and die before I could even swing.
"Step back and take off your clothes."
I squeezed out the words through sheer survival instinct.
"Y-Yes... Master."
With a slightly sulky expression, Lucia slowly backed away.
The fading warmth and feel of her body made me almost grab her without thinking.
Swish, swish.
Every time Lucia peeled off another layer, my heart pounded wildly.
The first day, I was too tense to even look properly, but now that I'd steadied myself a bit, every scene etched vividly into my eyes.
"...A-All off now..."
The pitiful sight of her standing there, hands covering her breasts and pussy, only excited me more.
"Move your hands."
"Y-Yes..."
Blushing furiously but without hesitation, Lucia obeyed my command and removed her hands.
With them gone, her perky pink nipples and her already dripping pussy came into full view.
"Hah... M-Master's... gaze..."
Oh no, did she feel me staring too intently?
"...M-Master... c-can I... start now?"
Lucia spoke as if she couldn't hold back anymore.
I nodded, and her hand touched her clit.
"Haaah... hngh... f-feels... so good..."
Lucia's moans filled the room.
"Haa... haat... ah..."
Watching her, my dick was rock-hard, about to burst through my pants.
To hide it, I sat in the chair, crossed my legs, rested my chin, and pretended to be relaxed.
Squelch, squelch, squish.
As time passed, her cautious hand movements sped up.
Her moans grew louder in tandem.
"M-Master's... aaah... m-my... pussy... hngh..."
Until now, she'd only been rubbing her clit, but now she called out to me and slipped a finger inside her pussy.
"Ahngh... M-Master... w-watch... watch Lucia... m-masturbate..."
Drool trickled down her extended tongue.
"Hngh... Master... Master... Master..."
Calling my name, she gazed longingly at my crotch with pleading eyes.
"Hah... haa... haa... M-Master... Lucia wants to cum."
Her lips trembled.
Without stopping her pussy play, she crawled to my feet and begged in a tearful voice.
"P-Please... let me cum... please..."
I extended my foot to her mouth as permission.
"...Haa, haa... Th-thank you."
Just like the first day, Lucia kissed the top of my foot and then took my big toe into her mouth.
The warm, soft tongue on my toe sent electric tingles surging through my body.
"Hmph... haa... slurp... haa... M-Master..."
While licking my toe, she kneaded her breast with one hand and fingered her pussy with the other.
"Hngh... M-Master... p-please watch... your bitch... cum...!"
Her eyes rolled back halfway, hips bucking wildly—she was at her limit.
"Ngh... urgh... guh... ngh... C-Cumming...! Cumming!"
-Spluuurt.
Once again, she squirted and collapsed.
Seeing it got me even more aroused, but part of my mind wondered if I should clean this up too.
I waited for my erection to subside, and suddenly Lucia sprang up.
"S-Sorry... Master's room... I'll clean it right now."
As if vowing never to bother me again, even with the afterglow lingering, she used the tools she'd brought to clean spotless, then ventilated and washed with water and wind elemental magic.
"Hehe, all clean now, Master!"
Moments later.
The room was pristine, as if nothing happened.
After finishing, Lucia clasped her hands politely and asked before me.
"Sorry... for enjoying myself alone... If Master wants, will you use this sow's throat pussy?"
Lucia licked her lips and whispered softly.
At this point, I just wanted to give in to temptation without thinking.
But my relationship with Lucia only worked because I was in the master's role.
If I stopped being master, she wouldn't stay by my side.
So, to maintain it, I could only use her when I led and it reinforced our master-servant bond.
"...No time for that. Got work to do."
Shaking off stray thoughts, I pulled out the stationery tucked in the back of the book and started writing.
"Master, may I ask what you're doing?"
Lucia sidled up curiously.
Maybe because she was still aroused, she seemed even cuter than usual.
"Writing a letter to this book's author."
I showed her the book.
"Oh! The one Master wanted. I read it too—the masturbation scenes in the room felt super real... but after that, it got kinda awkward."
Surprisingly, Lucia nailed it.
The protagonist was modeled after Vivian herself, so anything Vivian hadn't done would feel off.
"...Whatever. Don't bother me, just rest."
"Ah, sorry, Master. I'll step back."
I told her to rest thinking she was tired, but she hummed and tidied my room.
"Hm hm hmm~♪"
I watched her enchanted, then shook my head and focused back on the letter.
To the Author,
I only learned of this work recently. I went into an old bookstore and picked this book...
Vivian Beatrice.
Now the gaslighting brainwashing taming route begins.
Three days flew by in the blink of an eye.
Having properly vented my lust once seemed to curb Lucia's outbursts, and I'd adapted to this world somewhat.
...Professor Loreos still tormented me with special training, but whatever.
The biggest change was my relationship with Vivian.
After the 'small kindness' event, we'd started light chats.
Perched on Vivian's desk, I spoke first.
"Oh, George Richard's book."
"...You know George Richard too?"
"Yeah. One of my favorite authors."
Truth is, I had no clue.
I knew from the setting she liked him, so I skimmed one in the library, but any probing would expose me.
"Really? That's weird... You're the first besides me. Everyone says it's boring or no fun, but... w-we really have similar tastes. I've got his new one—want to borrow it?"
"Sure. Was gonna read it anyway."
I had zero interest in books, but building favor with Vivian required it.
"Yeah... So, who's your favorite protagonist...?"
Creak-
"Ah. Physical training today."
"Better than theory, at least. Dad hired extra tutors 'cause academy theory's useless outside."
Perfect timing from those guys.
Any longer chatting, my shallow knowledge would've slipped—saved.
Mid-convo with Vivian, I returned to my seat like nothing happened.
"Ah..."
Vivian looked bummed her words got cut off but didn't hold me back.
That was our relationship now.
Short talks before others arrived.
Once students entered, chat over.
Wait till tomorrow for more.
"You're early."
"Not as early as you. Why always first? Don't you get bored alone?"
"Not a morning sleeper. Nothing to do in dorms, so I come early and study."
"Study? Liar. If you studied that hard, why rank 144?"
"You're 137. And next ranking, I'll be way above you—watch."
At first, they were awkward with me as Calliope's third son, but using 'Prince on the Bed' to chat with girls built favor easily.
"Doubt it. Professor Loreos has it out for you."
"Why's Loreos obsessed with devouring Eugene?"
"No idea. It's exhausting me."
"Tired? Want a massage? Learned a bit from our maid."
Eloise, the only daughter of a major trading house, kneaded my shoulders firmly.
Vivian pretended to read, ignoring us, but side-eyed me every few seconds.
Not quite jealousy yet—more like annoyance that her one friend was hanging with others.
"Ow! Hurts! It hurts!"
"Quit whining. That ain't painful."
Classmates burst laughing at my cries.
Vivian's isolated face grew darker.
"..."
I smirked faintly at her biting her lip.
No need to worry too much, Vivian.
Your personal taming sessions are about to start soon.