Why Didn't You Sleep With Her? "I Couldn't Find a Man as Suited to My Sister as You."
On the way back to the convenience store, the Crown Prince's words kept echoing in his ears.
'I couldn't find a man as fitting for my sister as you.'
It felt good to receive such high praise, but...
'No way that's happening.'
The moment word got out that he was connected to the imperial family, restraining shots would fly from all directions. Those wary of the Crown Prince expanding his influence might even try to recruit him instead, using the princess to check the prince. If he became her fiancé, they'd try all sorts of ways to sweet-talk him into their fold.
He had no desire to get tangled in such tedious affairs.
'Getting deeply involved in central politics ends with the imperial princes' rebellion.'
He'd decided not to get any more involved. A noble title was burden enough already.
Tsk.
He wanted to return it all, but they'd probably threaten him with charges of insulting the emperor.
-How dare you refuse a title bestowed by His Imperial Majesty?
He'd have to hide it from the employees. No need to make things awkward. If they started treating him with noble deference, it'd just annoy him more. Especially Sylvia. It was obvious she'd get depressed hearing about his ennoblement, given her own past as a noble.
"Haa."
The Crown Prince had gone and done something unnecessary.
He rubbed his dry face and stared at the carriage ceiling.
-I hate you. As much as a spider dropping from the ceiling.
-Just you wait. Even if you beg me to meet you, I abso-lute-ly won't see Kim Do-jin.
She was a good woman. Pretty, intelligent, with an excellent personality. She shone so brightly that he couldn't bring himself to touch her. He was just a convenience store manager, after all.
"She said she hates me, so she probably won't come around anymore."
It left him a bit disappointed. Maybe he'd gotten used to her absence over that year she hadn't shown up. The frustration wasn't as overwhelming as before.
"Hoo, who knows."
The convenience store was drawing nearer. Time to shake off the thoughts and get back to work.
"Krgh!"
Repis plunged her fingers deep into her pussy, pleasuring herself. But no matter how hard she tried with her hand, she couldn't recapture that sensation from before. Her slender, short fingers were too inadequate to hit her weak spots.
They say those who have never known love don't feel the need for it. That had been Repis until recently.
She hadn't known love, and her life had always revolved around research. So she'd been content. Advancing magic was a task worth devoting her entire life to. She took pride and fulfillment in her work.
Those who chased love and everyday life had seemed foolish to her. They lived only for the moment, unable to look toward a better tomorrow. She couldn't understand such fools.
That was true until yesterday.
Until yesterday, Repis had been an angel above the heavens. An angel who had grown intrigued by worldly desires, a prophet who could have hastened the empire's and magic's progress.
But she had fallen.
Because of one man.
"Haa, haa."
Not enough. Far from enough.
Her thin, short fingers couldn't match the fullness Do-jin had filled her with. No matter how deeply she thrust, it only heightened her frustration.
"Hngh...!"
Her desperation deepened. Her brain felt like it was melting. All the vast magical knowledge she possessed seemed to dissolve away. Progress, advancement—none of it mattered against this sensation. She was only now realizing how heavy the burdens on her shoulders had been.
"This won't do..."
Her eyes drifted to the drawer where she kept her adult toys. The small rotors her assistant had bought on her orders. She knew they wouldn't satisfy her.
"Hngh, hick."
Her body trembled at its limit, but her sharp mind craved even greater stimulation. She rummaged through the drawer and pulled out the dildo she'd bought from Do-jin's convenience store. The rubber cock she'd begged him for, despite his refusal to sell it.
This should do it. Maybe it can soothe this loneliness a bit.
"Hnggh...!"
As the rubber cock slid inside, her body shuddered. Her heated pussy softly enveloped it. It wasn't as hot as Do-jin's, nor did it move on its own.
But the size was similar. This might offer some comfort.
Do-jin. Do-jin...
Every thrust of the rubber dildo into her pussy brought his name echoing in her mind. Trying not to think of him made it impossible to focus. No matter how much she comforted herself, it cried out for more stimulation.
"Nngiiih!!"
Psssh!
Urine spurted from her urethra, soaking the floor.
Drip, drip.
The sound of it hitting the floor embarrassingly echoed through her lab. The fishy scent of a woman and urine filled the room.
"Haa, haa."
Finally, orgasm. It was nowhere near as satisfying as Do-jin's, but it was enough for now.
My body won't move.
Slumped in her chair, she tried to move her limp hands and feet, but they wouldn't budge.
I'll clean it up later.
Everything felt bothersome. She didn't want to do anything. Screw research—she wanted to run away.
"Professor, the Tower Lord is here to see you."
What? Why now of all times?
"J-Just tell him to wait a moment, p-please."
She shouted in a sultry voice still lingering with the afterglow of pleasure.
"Understood."
The assistant must know. She'd moaned without restraint. He'd buy her some time.
If the Tower Lord was here, it had to be about research. What to do? No progress at all.
She'd been lost in masturbation lately and hadn't touched her work. What excuse to make?
Repis forced herself up, changed clothes, and racked her brain for an alibi. Unaware that her once-sharp mind wasn't turning as quickly.
"But why didn't you sleep with that woman?"
Dmitri, the night-shift employee, asked while slurping his tomato juice as usual.
"Who are you talking about?"
"You know, that lady who came at night last time and begged you desperately. The virgin."
He meant Repis.
"Even knowing you like virgins, Manager, I didn't expect you to turn her down."
"Why not?"
"Didn't she hate you?"
"That obvious?"
"Yes. Well, who could like someone who says they'll lock you up and such...?"
"I don't like her."
She was someone he could never like. She'd been a rival of sorts from way back, always raging to study him. How could he like a woman like that? And her "research" was no joke in intensity.
From what I've heard, she wouldn't hesitate at human experimentation.
Magic progress this, advancement that—it was all gibberish to him.
"But why didn't you?"
"Curious?"
"Of course. If I'm to offer you women later, I need to know your tastes in advance, right?"
Offer women? Coming from a vampire, it didn't sound entirely like a joke.
The reason he'd slept with Repis. Hm. It had been impulsive, driven by pleasure, but he'd been prepared for it from the start. Prepared to take her.
"To make her fall."
"Fall?"
"Yeah. People as uptight as her explode the hardest once you give them an outlet."
"So, you planned to subjugate her through sex."
"Something like that."
He knew the backlash when an inexperienced person gets exposed to excessive pleasure. There's an old saying: late bloomers burn the brightest.
Even if she never beat him due to bad matchup, she was a 7th rank mage. Leaving a magic-obsessed woman like that alone would spell trouble for him. His growth had already plateaued. Strengthening via the convenience store was done, and he felt it in his bones—he couldn't get any stronger.
What if—unlikely as it was—she advanced to 8th rank? Could he still win then?
Who knows. By then, he'd probably end up trapped in her lab.
So.
I have to stop her from growing further.
Empire's progress, magic's development—none of that mattered to him. His life did.
So when she came, he'd decided. He'd make her fall somehow. He couldn't kill her—that'd just make another enemy.
At first, she hadn't even grasped the concept of pleasure. But by the end, she'd begged desperately for his body, calling him "Teacher." Watching her buy a dildo on the way out, he figured it was half a success.
He'd been confident from the start. With an onahole and ring that amplified sensitivity fivefold, how could he fail? Failing would've been idiotic.
"Subjugating her with your body. That's some serious confidence, Manager. Impressive. I respect you."
Dmitri, having drained his tomato juice, asked, "You must've used an enchantment spell, right?"
"No."
Something similar, but no.
"Whoa..."
He couldn't bring himself to tell the genuinely awed Dmitri.
"Learned something again today, Manager."
"Get back to work."
"One last thing. If she came now, begging desperately for it, would you do her?"
Do her?
"No."
Refusing would make her even more desperate. To keep her from focusing on magic. If she ever tried giving up pleasure for magic again, he'd pounce like grabbing a leash.
He'd never let her get stronger than this.
"A true master of push-pull."
"Your push-pull is what you do with female customers."
"I'm just the one getting all the one-sided love."
Dmitri cackled. A foolish laugh that didn't suit his handsome face. That look helped sales sometimes, but it was still hard to get used to.
"Ah, Robinson should be here soon."
Time for someone from the lake to buy condoms. Before, idle women would come by, but since he started night shifts, the lake women were told to stay away as much as possible.
And for good reason.
-I love you, Dmitri.
A few lake women had fallen completely under his charm, even quitting their jobs. As brothel workers, they'd given their bodies to many men. Even in a high-class place, they sold themselves for money. It meshed too well with Dmitri's non-virgin fetish.
-I'm casting purification magic on those girls, but it's not as easy as I thought.
The Madam was at her wit's end. Scary stuff, that non-virgin wavelength.
If the charm didn't break and they eloped with him? He'd lose a key asset, and so would she.
Can't let go of my hard-earned night slave.
Now he understood professors clutching their grad students tight. Dmitri, you're never quitting. This is your lifelong job. You.
Speaking of which, someone from the lake should be here soon.
Ding-a-ling.
"Manager! Hi! It's Luna, your condom rep after so long!"
Luna burst in, waving wildly in her flashy see-through outfit.
"Luna...?"
Why are you here? He'd clearly told the Madam not to send lake girls.