Chapter 11: Feel Free to Use Me Anytime... Ooooh... Ooooh... Pussy... Pussy! Pussy! Pussy! Ughhhhh... Ooooh pussy...!! Ooooh pussy ooooh...!!
Feel Free to Use Me Anytime... Ooooh... Ooooh... Pussy... Pussy! Pussy! Pussy! Ughhhhh... Ooooh pussy...!! Ooooh pussy ooooh...!!
"...Right."
".......?"
"Bella—!!"
"Wah—!!"
Thud—!!
Bella, who had been lying unconscious inside the building, jolted awake at Siv's shout.
"Are you awake now?"
"Ugh... How long was I out?"
Swish.
As Bella looked around, she saw Subaru collapsed on the opposite side and the hallway in complete disarray.
"Don't tell me... the Black Knight did all this?"
"Yes... No. Actually, I think I should explain what just happened first."
Thud.
"Ugh. Is that important? We need to get out of here right now..."
As Bella struggled to get up...
Click.
"Oh. You're still here."
"..........!!!"
The Black Knight walked toward her from the entrance beside her.
"That... that being...!!!"
Siv reacted violently upon seeing the figure walking behind the Black Knight.
"Huh... who's that?"
Bella was puzzled by the nun standing behind the Black Knight.
"Hey, you. I've got a job for you."
"Wait...!! Give me a second to think...!!"
Whoosh.
Bella stretched out both hands toward the approaching Black Knight, pleading.
"?"
"You knocked out Subaru to help me, and the person behind you is an ally who'll help us, right?"
Bella's heart raced at the thought that the Black Knight could act for someone's sake.
This man, who had barely communicated before, was now actively helping her.
That someone so powerful would join her on the journey ahead was almost too much for Bella to believe...
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Huh?"
"That one-eyed bitch pissed me off, so I beat her up, and the one behind her is here to broadcast an Omanko Dance."
"Huh...? Huhhh...?"
Bella's face froze at the Black Knight's incomprehensible words.
"You... what have you done? That being is a magician... no, a Disaster beyond human comprehension—!!"
Siv pointed at Seraphiel, who stood silently behind the Black Knight, and shouted.
"She's yapping too damn much. I beat her into submission, so she's mine now."
Swish.
As the Black Knight turned to glare at Seraphiel...
Thud.
"Y-yes... I am your loyal servant. I swear upon the name of the Majin Seraphiel...!!"
She knelt on the ground, speaking in a pitiful voice.
"Good training."
The Black Knight seemed satisfied with her attitude.
"Anyway, let's get to the point. You, brat. You said you came from 【Maginova】, right?"
Bella nodded at the Black Knight's question.
"Yeah...!! Are we leaving now?"
"Just answer my questions. There was a magic there that could project screens in the air, right?"
"Huh...? Yeah, it's called 'Screen Magic.' I know how to use it, but..."
"Then that's enough. Follow me."
"W-wait—!! What are you planning?!"
___. ___
Right after the battle between Seraphiel and the Black Knight ended,
the moment time, which Seraphiel had frozen, began flowing again, people slowly regained consciousness.
But the sight before them shattered all common sense.
Crumbled buildings, split roads, blackened debris streaked with blood, and corpses scattered haphazardly across the streets.
Some covered their mouths with trembling hands, while others sat dazed, staring blankly at their surroundings.
"What the hell... is this...?"
"What happened...?"
"Why... why are those people...?"
Screams, sobs, and confused voices filled the city.
Just moments ago, it had been an ordinary day.
But now, the city had turned into a wasteland resembling a warzone.
As chaos engulfed the citizens of 【Stardust】, they had no idea what to do.
And just as the pandemonium began to spread...
Boom.
A deep hum of magic power resonated, and a massive blue sigil unfolded in the sky.
""............!!""
A collective silence fell over the people.
A magic circle, glowing blue like a hologram, rotated in the air, forming a massive rectangular shape. At its center, a translucent screen rippled outward like waves.
It was as if someone had turned the sky itself into a giant screen.
"Wh-what is that...? I've never seen magic like this..."
"There's... a screen in the sky..."
"It doesn't look like an attack...?"
Faces twisted in a mix of terror and awe slowly turned upward.
In the ruined streets, people clutching their bloodied loved ones, those leaning against collapsed buildings, even crying children—all fell silent as they stared at the sky.
The mysterious magic screen hovered silently, as if gazing down upon the entire city.
And then, something began to appear within it.
"H-hi there..."
A long-haired woman dressed as a nun greeted them from the screen.
""..........????""
The citizens collectively froze at her appearance.
Her crimson eyes still held authority, but dark bruises marred her swollen cheeks.
Blood trickled from the corner of her lips, and her disheveled state made it painfully clear she had been beaten senseless.
"Now, state your name and age."
A gruff male voice came from behind the screen.
"Y-yes... My name is Seraphiel. I'm about 800 years old..."
Her abrupt introduction.
Amid the chaos, no one could fathom why this woman had appeared.
"Explain what you did wrong."
"I... I declared myself the Will of the World... and vowed to annihilate humanity and purify the world..."
She sobbed, bowing her head.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... Because of me, the city was ruined, and people died..."
"Wha...?"
"That woman... did this to the city...?!"
"You killed my friend and have the nerve to apologize like that—!!"
"Where the hell is this being broadcast from—?! I'll kill you—!!"
Naturally, voices condemning Seraphiel erupted across the streets.
Her brief rampage had caused countless deaths and destruction.
"So. What are you gonna do now? If you're apologizing, show some sincerity."
At the Black Knight's question, Seraphiel bit her lip before finally...
"Please... forgive a foolish Majin like me... As an apology... as an apology, I shall perform...!!!"
__
She finally spat it out.
"The Apologetic Perverted Lustful Omanko Danceeeee...!!!!!"
""Huh.""
A declaration that shattered her dignity as a Majin—as a living being.
"Get in position."
"Y-yes..."
Click.
Seraphiel clasped her hands behind her neck.
Then, she spread her legs wide and crouched.
"Ready?"
"Y-yes..."
Her voice was barely a whisper.
"Speak clearly."
The Black Knight's voice dripped with menace.
"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES—!!!"
"Then shake it. That dump truck of yours."
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
"Ugh... ughhhhhhh...!!!"
Tears welled in Seraphiel's eyes as she began shaking.
Her lower half.
No, more precisely—her crotch.
Thrust—!! Thrust—!!
She rocked back and forth violently, striking a pose so vulgar it defied description.
"Feel free to use me anytime... Ooooh... Ooooh... Pussy... Pussy! Pussy! Pussy! Ughhhhh... Ooooh pussy...!! Ooooh pussy ooooh...!!"
Finally, Seraphiel burst into tears.
The self-loathing overwhelmed her—the being who had descended to exterminate humanity was now performing such a degrading act.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA—!! Shake it harder—!!! Let your sincerity echo across the whole city—!!!"
"Hyaaaaaa...!! Pussy—!! Pussy—!! Pussy—!!"
As Seraphiel shook her lower half even more violently, no one in the streets could tear their eyes away.
They were witnessing both her vulgar display and the downfall of the one who had tried to destroy their city.
"My... my magic..."
Thud.
Bella collapsed onto the asphalt, sobbing.
"The magic my brother... taught me to help people..."
"Pussy—!! Pussy—!! The Apologetic Pussyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy—!!!"
Seraphiel's hips accelerated until they became a blur, moving at an unbelievable speed.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA—!!!"
And the Black Knight, watching the spectacle, clutched his stomach and roared with laughter.
"I... I never imagined it'd be used like this..."
And so, the crisis of global annihilation that had erupted early that morning came to an end in the most vulgar way possible...
___. ___
"What the actual fuck..."
Swish.
The Black Knight lifted his head and realized he was sitting in a chair.
"Ah, you're awake. Black Knight."
"...........?"
A woman with stark white hair, neatly cut to her jawline, sat across from him.
Her crimson eyes curved like crescent moons, and a deep, composed smile played on her lips.
"Who the hell are you?"
At his question, she chuckled lightly.
"Ahaha. Would you believe me if I said I'm the mayor of this city?"
She wore a sleek black suit that hugged her figure.
A crisp white shirt and black tie completed the look, and the tailored jacket accentuating her slender waist made it clear she was someone of high status.
"Hoh. Did you call me here to give me a medal or something?"
"................."
Outside the window, the cityscape stretched out with towering buildings.
The Black Knight didn't think she had trapped him here.
"You should respect me. I've protected Stardust through dozens of disasters, weathered endless political assaults, assassination attempts, economic collapses, and even invasions by Disasters. I've brought countless corporations and magicians here to maintain its prosperity. In every crisis, I've led from the front to protect the citizens, achieving what no one else could. But you're mistaken if you think I do this for the prestige of being mayor. I've already earned more than enough honor. I act on my convictions. Because I believe this city can reach the ideals I dream of, I stake everything on it. People point fingers, calling me drunk on power or arrogant. But no matter what they say, the path I've walked and the results this city has shown remain unchanged. History remembers outcomes. And no one can deny that the reason Stardust has survived this long is because of me. And yet..."
As Mia continued her speech—long enough to be a spam text—her expression suddenly twisted in disgust.
"How dare you broadcast such vulgar filth live in the city I've worked so hard to protect. You'll pay for this."