Part 5
In front of the main entrance to the guest house that Basara and the others
were using, stood two maids. Officially, their job was to cater for any
inadequacies that Basara and the others might have during their stay there,
but they were in fact there to monitor them to see whether or not they had any
suspicious activity. Even so — Leohart emphasised his honour in upholding
his reputation, so he still ensured their privacy. Hence, the guest house was
surrounded by noise cancelling barriers; any sounds on the inside would not
be transmitted to the outside of the barrier. The only limitation that Leohart
set was 'No one is allowed to leave the guest house'; they were free to do
whatever they wished inside the guest house. In the few hours that Basara
and the others had been inside the guest house, they had not left, nor had
there been any signs of trouble. Anyhow, they had come to the enemy's
stronghold — they were also staying within the Royal Palace, so one could
only imagine what kind of fate would await them if they were to act rashly,
so it was assumed that they were unlikely to act foolishly. Amongst the maids
of Lundvall City, these two belonged to the group that had exceptional
combat abilities, which is why they were selected by Balthier to monitor the
guest house; however, monitoring the battle representatives of the Moderates
Faction did indeed give them a lot of stress. Fortunately for them, it would
soon be time for dinner, and they would be able to change over with the next
group of supervisors. Because Leohart permitted Basara and the others to
take care of all three of their own meals, the maids didn't need to cook
anything for them, nor send any meals inside.
"......"
"......"
Perhaps the two maids were thinking of the exact same thing, and after
silently staring for a while, they let out a sigh, slightly relaxing their edgy
mood and the excessive tension in their bodies. It was just at that time that
the door to the guest house was opened from the inside.
"! ——-"
They immediately tensed up again, and turned around to look.
"Umm ~ Excuse me."
The cute face of a young succubus stuck out from the gap of the door and
said
"We have some things that you two could help us with — would you be able
to do that?"
"...Please, what orders do you have?"
One of the maids warily asked.
"I think it's almost time to prepare dinner, but aside from me, all of the others
are too busy to help me…so could you two help me cook dinner?"
After Maria said that with a smile, the two maids looked at each other.
"This…"
"That important guy called Balthier told us that we could ask you two for
help if we needed anything…is that inconvenient for you?"
"…Of course it is not inconvenient."
Balthier had instructed the maids that if Basara and the others had any
inconveniences within the guest house, that they should do their best to
accommodate them. Thus, despite the negative attitude of the maids, they
expressed their agreement.
"That's great…then, sorry for troubling you."
And so, Maria opened the door fully — the next instant, the maids couldn't
help standing frozen on the spot as they looked blankly ahead. Maria
originally just stuck her head out, and it was not possible to see that she was
actually wearing a sensationally unbelievable set of sexy lingerie. It shocked
them to the point that they momentarily retreated.
"…Come, please enter, please enter."
Maria's invitation caused the two of them to reluctantly follow her into the
guest house. They were led directly into the kitchen.
"Firstly, please tell me what is in here."
Standing before an array of cooking utensils and ingredients, Maria turned
around to say
"I am not familiar with this kitchen, so it's not too convenient for me to use.
Since you two are the first group responsible for receiving us, you should
know what is here quite clearly, so you would be ready to answer my
questions at any time, right?"
What Maria said was indeed the truth. They weren't only good at fighting; as
maids, they considered themselves to be good at all housework, and they had
a considerable degree of knowledge of everything in this guest house. After
all, from preparing meals, to cleaning, managing the items in the house,
making the beds, and so on; all of the preparations to make Basara's and the
others' use of the guest house convenient was done by their hands.
"…Understood."
"Then, I shall introduce them one by one in order."
After the maids agreed in that manner, the young succubus in front of them lit
up her face with a smile. She said
"Good…do tell me a bit more."
Part 6
"They want to change the number of representatives in the decisive battle
against the Moderates Faction from five to seven?"
In Gardo's treatment room, Balthier repeated the news that Leohart had
brought along. After Gardo was wounded in the operation to attack Wildart
City a few days ago, he was hospitalised within this medical tower —
currently, the three person group composed of Balthier, Luca and Lars had
come here to visit him; and after Leohart had finished talking about matters
related to the battle with the two key members of the Council, Belphegor and
Mardones, he arrived here not long ago. Then, everyone heard about the
newly changed rules from Leohart himself.
"To take advantage of the betrayal during the attack on Wildart City by
making such a request, they truly have no sense of shame…moreover, they're
going to use their own people? To have the audacity to play such games in a
situation like this, they really do live up to the reputation that they've built up
over their long lives."
"Indeed. But on the contrary, it also means that they've been forced into this
and that they have no other choice."
After Leohart calmly analysed the situation after dealing with them himself,
Luca also nodded beside him.
"That's right…it has already become a well-known fact that the members of
the Council attempted to assassinate Gardo amidst the attack operation that
they themselves advocated."
Luca tensed up his childlike face, and Lars also half-closed his eyes as he
said
"It's not just the soldiers. The distrust of the Council will also soar up among
the junior civil servants as well…they are rather terrifying to be able to
counterattack so quickly."
"The victim this time is Gardo-dono. If we just stay silent and do nothing,
it'll actually make things easier for the Council…"
Balthier shrugged as he said so. The scandalous rumours of the Council could
be heard about even outside of the city, but this time it was not the same.
Gardo was regarded as a hero among the demons, and the voices for him to
succeed Wilbert as the new Demon Lord were even louder than those for
Leohart. With the recent assassination attempt, it had become perfect material
to cut down the influential power of the Council; in order to declare that
Leohart was beginning to have the power to take down the Council, he
couldn't let go of this opportunity. That was why Balthier made full
preparations before Leohart even issued the order, and when the time of the
order actually came, he immediately spread the message to every corner of
the city that the Council had attempted to assassinate Gardo in the most
efficient manner. Then, Leohart closed his eyes and looked down as said
"I'm sorry, Gardo. I know that for a veteran hero like you, being hurt like this
is highly dishonourable, and now it's also being used as a weapon against
them."
Hearing that, the large man lying in bed laughed lightly as he replied
"I don't mind…I am your subordinate now, Leohart. As long as my strength
and my body can help you defeat the enemy, then you can use it as you
wish."
Moreover—
"I'm very sorry that I will be of no use in this battle."
Gardo, who was smiling bitterly, had lost his entire right arm below the
shoulder. That happened when he attacked Wildart City, and it was cut off by
his opponent. —After recovering from other major injuries, generally
speaking, severed limbs could be repaired with magic. But for some reason,
the healers in the Royal Palace were unable to regenerate his right arm with
magic, and even specially cultivated artificial arms were unusable. In theory,
with such a clean cut, the connection should be particularly easy to combine,
which indicated that the wound that Gardo sustained was extremely peculiar.
…Toujou Basara, huh.
The only son of Jin Toujou who was known as a God of War, the report
stated that he was capable of using a strange kind of elimination ability; but
according to Gardo's own account, he was also capable of other things.
However, since it was unable to regenerate or connect—
…It will have to be regarded as a side ef ect of that elimination ability.
This incurable wound meant that it would be impossible for Gardo to return
to the front lines. Even if this injury could be attributed to Nebula, who was
dispatched by the Council to attack their unity and reputation — losing the
combat strength of Gardo was still a major loss. While Balthier was worrying
over such things—
"Yes, Leohart — you wouldn't have plainly agreed to the request to increase
the number of representatives by the old demons on the Council without
setting any conditions, right?"
Lars turned towards Leohart to ascertain his response.
"Of course. The situation with the Council is worse than it was before the
attack on Wildart City, and heading onto the same stage with them could
likely bring us down as well."
Almost expressionlessly, Leohart said
"So not only did I allow the number of representatives to be increased from
five to seven, I had them also agree to my terms that the five against five
team battle would be changed into seven one on one battles."
In this way, they could avoid the risk of the Council's minions plotting
against him amidst the disarray of the battle.
"That is quite a good approach…but how will we explain this to the
Moderates Faction? We were the ones to propose a five on five team battle,
so the representatives that they sent must be appropriate for that kind of
strategy, which is why Ramsas wasn't among them."
Balthier continued his analysis.
"For our side where we have much higher individual strength, a one on one
battle is naturally more advantageous, so it is rather vulnerable to their
refusal; also, with a last-minute change of the rules to act in our favour, I'm
afraid that it will rouse voices of criticism and discontent towards our side."
Since it was not easy to finally reduce the cohesion of the Council, they
naturally had to do their best to avoid losing the advantage that they had
gained — after all, their own battle would only just begin after defeating the
Moderates Faction. At that time—
"—There's no need to worry about that."
Leohart said
"I will give them a relative handicap…as long as they can defeat me, it'll be
the equivalent of winning three rounds."
The showdown consisted of a total of seven duels — which meant that the
Moderates Faction originally would have had to win four duels, but defeating
Leohart and two others would be equivalent to getting five victories, so even
if the Current Demon Lord Faction won the other four matches, they would
still be victorious. Even if they were only able to win two matches, as long as
one of those was against Leohart, then they would obtain four victories. If
there was a tie with four wins on each side, then each side would send
another representative for a final face off; and if there was a tie for more than
two matches, then the Moderates Faction would also win that battle.
"The six of them that have already arrived in the city…was a group elected
for the original purpose of a team battle; after changing it into individual
matches, the representatives are likely to change dramatically, right?"
Luca asked worriedly.
"No matter how much it changes, I don't think our adversary in the previous
Great War, Jin Toujou, will participate; as for Ramsas, who crushed the highclass spirit that that traitor Nebula was manipulating, that is a vague
possibility—"
"—It doesn't matter. In fact, that is more to my liking."
Leohart didn't seem shaken at all by Luca's concerns. With a tone
embodying his role as the Demon Lord, he said
"This is our showdown with the Moderates Faction, and Ramsas is the
current leader of the Moderates Faction; if we don't defeat Ramsas himself,
all that we'll get is an incomplete victory. If we wish to truly unify this
Demon Realm, then we must thoroughly defeat the Moderates Faction,
otherwise it will be meaningless…in order to achieve that objective, if
Wilbert's brother Ramsas is willing to set foot in arena, then that will be a
good thing."
"I see…that makes sense."
If they were to completely defeat the Moderates Faction, then the situation
that Leohart desired was truly the best approach to victory.
…In addition.
The Council was afraid of their influence being transferred over to Leohart.
In the situation that he could lure Ramsas out and successfully win the
decisive battle, Leohart's power would certainly exceed the Council's, to the
point that they would be left almost powerless. Even if they were willing to
take tough measures, from the perspective of Gardo, whom they tried to
eliminate due to his high influence, he believed that Leohart could break free
of their control and fight back; inevitably, using the arena of the decisive
battle to push the blame onto the Moderates Faction was an unparalleled
choice. Simply imagining the possible outcomes, if the Council made any
dishonest actions—
…Then.
It would be their turn to punish the Council, and they would be able to
eradicate those old bastards in one fell swoop. Being somewhat overbearing
wasn't a problem, after destroying them, any of the reasons they could come
up with wouldn't pose a problem.
…Moreover.
Arranging such a duel was good enough in itself as a form of insurance, since
they would also be able to lure out those after Leohart's life who were
working under the Council. If they won the decisive battle, Leohart would
become a target for the Council's assassination — in the slight chance that
they lost, the Council would think that he had lost his value and would
attempt to clean up the mess. Either way, it was a form of self-defence. Right
now, Leohart shouldn't be thinking about what would happen afterwards if
they were to be defeated, but—
"Your Majesty…you've foreseen all of the possibilities, so that's why you
proposed that condition to the Council for a change to the format of the
battle, right?"
"I'm not optimistic about the current situation to that much of an extent, and
I'm neither optimistic nor pessimistic."
In a low voice, Leohart answered Balthier
"However — the opportunity to eliminate those old bastards in one fell
swoop is only a fleeting one. Even if I'm able to seize this opportunity, and
even if I take a risk of this level, it comes at a cost."
"As your subordinates, we understand…a little later, I will personally explain
the situation to the Moderates Faction. In regards to Wildart City, I will send
out a formal letter by magic in the same manner that we initially informed
them of the format of the decisive battle. Such conditions are highly
favourable for them, so they should agree to it."
After Balthier saw the firm determination in the eyes of his superior, he
nodded as he said
"In fact, not long ago, they hoped that we could a certain thing for them
through the maids who were responsible for catering to them…I will notify
them at the same time that I give it to them."
Luca listened in a puzzled manner and then asked
"Prepare something…what is it? Wasn't that guest house prepared with
adequate supplies for ten days' worth, so everything should be perfect,
right?"
"It's because what they want is something that has a rather peculiar
purpose…Lars, I have something to ask you."
"Something to ask me…?"
Being addressed to, Lars suddenly turned around, and asked in surprise.
Balthier then said
"Yes — it is regarding something in the playground that was owned by
Zolgear."
Part 7
As soon as Lucia received a notice from the Current Demon Lord Faction
about the change in the format of the decisive battle, she went to report it
immediately to her master Ramsas. Afterwards, she did not return to her own
office, but instead went straight to her mother, Sheera's room, and quickly
conveyed that message to her in the room.
"They've changed the team battle into one on one duels…"
"—Indeed. What does mother think?"
Because this was a private location away from the eyes of any maids, Lucia
used a more familiar manner when she asked for Sheera's opinion.
"Hmm…I see, you could say that it's a change that was within expectations.
Right, Jin-kun?"
"Yeah. It's mostly due to those old guys on the Council who forced this."
Although Sheera's appearance had regressed to her innocent childlike
appearance, she was still inherently experienced and talented, and she calmly
accepted the change in rules by the Current Demon Lord Faction like Jin. But
Lucia was unable to lightly accept the truth like that, and she furrowed her
brow.
"You two aren't worried? In a one on one duel, it is clearly disadvantageous
to our side which has fundamentally weaker combat strength."
The ones who were actually going to be fighting weren't Sheera or Jin — but
Basara and the others. Regardless of whether it was as an aide to Ramsas who
was the leader of the Moderates Faction, or from a personal standpoint, Lucia
hoped that they would be able to win, and even more than that, she sincerely
hoped that they would return safely. But in contrast, Sheera's and Jin's
response seemed overly optimistic, causing Lucia to feel slightly unhappy.
"Don't look so worried, Lucia-chan…what did Basara and the others say?"
While smoking a cigarette, Jin seemed to have seen through her emotions,
and smiled wryly as he asked. Normally, no one would address Lucia with
'chan' aside from Sheera, and Lucia would not allow them to do so either.
After all, she shouldered the responsibility of being the second in charge of
the Moderates Faction, so she couldn't always allow the powerful and
influential seniors like Klaus treat her like a child. Perhaps in the eyes of the
God of War that everyone dreaded, Jin, Lucia was still just a cute little girl.
"They have no objections to the change in the format of the battle…but after
it was changed into seven against seven, Basara-san's side only has six
people, so there is the issue of insufficient personnel."
After saying that, Lucia paused for a while, and then continued
"Even if all six of them who arrived beforehand enter the battle, we still need
to add one more representative. Therefore, this shortage will be filled by the
leader of the Moderates Faction, Ramsas-sama, or me, as his aide."
"The final decision will be based on seeing what the situation is like on that
side…there's no other way, this is all we can do. Ah~"
After Sheera replied—
"No — you have to prevent Ramsas from heading entering."
Jin adamantly retorted.
"If he participates, then it will only leave behind a lot of troublesome
problems…about this new rule, what did that old man say?"
"Master simply said…[I understand]."
Lucia thought back to when she gave her report to Ramsas, and said
"As you said, it is possible that master's participation will present many
problems, however, I believe that he is well aware of that himself."
Hence—
"If master insists on participating, as his subordinate, I am in no position to
stop him…"
After Lucia indicated that she put her position as his aide first, Jin replied
"Lucia-chan…I understand that all of your heart is with that guy. After all,
you and I are the same as Sheera, one of the very few people who know of
his secret."
But—
"You should also know — what kind of agreement Wilbert and I eventually
made after that Great War, right? And now we've finally come to this point
again. For what reason do you think Wilbert's wife fought to give birth to
Mio, why did Wilbert have to let go of that girl, and for what reason did
Wilbert choose to die…you would be putting the hard work of these past
sixteen years to waste in vain."
"This…of course I understand that."
"Then you should do what you need to do. Because you think for your master
more than anyone else, from time to time you need to reproach him…isn't
that the role of an aide?"
"......"
Jin's words made Lucia silent, and all she could do was reply with silence.
"Don't worry…it's fine as long as that guy doesn't fight against Leohart, I
don't think there'll be any problems at any other time."
Jin dabbed his cigarette into an ashtray to extinguish it. And with a strongly
firm tone, he said
"I can guarantee you, at that time, that it will definitely become a situation
that gets out of hand…just wait and see."
Part 8
By that time that Naruse Mio awoke, it was already late at night.
"…Hmm."
Having opened her eyes whilst embraced by a gentle warmth, Mio found
herself lying on top of the bed in the bedroom of the guest house, her head
was being cradled by Zest's abundant breasts, and their legs were still
entwined together.
"…Huh…"
While the comfortable fatigue remained in her body, it caused Mio to
remember everything. She did not awaken from slumber, rather, she
recovered from Basara making her unconscious. Indeed — Mio and the
others were tending to Basara as their master, and were even unwilling to get
off the bed to eat, so they ate the dinner that Maria and the maids from
outside had prepared, all whilst making gestures of love to each other. —
Afterwards, everyone pleasured Zest together, causing her to faint. The next
one to become unconscious was due to order of Maria, following which
Basara, Yuki, and Kurumi, worked together to attack Mio wildly. Because of
Maria, both Yuki and Kurumi were making steady breathing noises on top of
the bed. But, upon the bed, the only figure that couldn't be seen was
Basara's. Thus, Mio quietly sat up, while trying not to disturb Zest, and when
she saw the back of a the youth sitting on the edge of the bed, she clasped her
hands over her chest in relief. The light that illuminated his outline in the
dark interior was from a faint light that he held in his hand — the LCD screen
of his mobile phone.
"Basara…?"
The sweet pleasure that was still warming her body made Mio's
consciousness relaxed, and she called out to him without a second thought.
"———"
Basara then slowly turned around. Even though she hadn't yet seen his entire
face—
"! ——"
Mio was completely awoken, and her heart pounded against her chest
violently. —What made her heart beat violently was a fear completely
opposite to love. In Mio's eyes, the side profile of Basara's face as he turned
around — possessed a cold expression that she had never seen before, and it
even made her regret calling out to him so casually. But—
"...Sorry, did I wake you up?"
When Basara completely turned his head around and looked face to face at
Mio, it was the normal him. Due to the lack of light, coupled with her hazy
consciousness, Mio guessed that it was perhaps her own blurred vision, and
tried to think that way—
…But…
Her heart still pulsed rapidly, so in order to hide her nervousness, Mio asked
"…Were you calling Jin-san with your mobile phone?"
"Yeah…I just finished talking with him."
With a quick movement, Basara finished an operation on the mobile phone,
and then placed it on top of the bedside nightstand; before he could turn
around again, Mio moved first. Mio hugged Basara from behind, gently
sticking onto his back.
"…What's wrong?"
"...…"
When Basara turned his head to ask that, Mio quietly held onto him even
tighter. It was a heartfelt plea she made in the hopes that he would be able to
feel her intense heartbeat from his back, and understand her emotions.
"…Please, don't do everything recklessly on your own like you did with
Zolgear."
—In every crisis that they had faced so far, Basara had predicted the changes
to protect Mio and the others, and had been able to mark out a plan and
implement it. Mio also clearly knew that no matter what she said here, as
long as Basara deemed it necessary, he would not hesitate to act.
…Even if that is the case.
Naruse Mio didn't want to see Basara self-sacrifice anymore, bearing the risk
of any danger on his own. After all, she was one of his family members, his
imouto, and even more so, the master that she had a Master-Servant Contract
with. While Mio had such thoughts, Basara's position became more and more
grand — and precisely because of this, she had to tell Basara about her
feelings once more clearly.
"...I'm sorry, I've made you worry."
After Basara said that, he turned around and gently hugged Mio. Thus, Mio
also hugged Basara back closely.
"Please don't forget…you have me, and you also have us…"
"Yeah…I won't forget."
After Basara answered with a firmly determined tone, the two of them
embraced each other for a little longer. And then — they naturally pulled
away from each other slowly.
"——!"
All of a sudden, Basara hastily looked away, and Mio also subsequently
realised why he did so. The two of them were immersed in loving skin
contact just earlier, and naturally, they were still dressed the same way as
they were before.
"! ——"
This made Mio shyly attempt to cover herself, the instant that Basara saw her
caused a surge of embarrassment to come forth and her entire face became
flushed, after which she said while staring
"…Basara ecchi."
"!…I'm sorry."
Mio's protest caused Basara to suddenly feel guilty.
…Hoho.
He had clearly caused Mio to submit and pass out before, and he also did the
same thing to the other girls. When Basara let his guard down like this, he
would revert to his original contrasting attitude, and in Mio's eyes, he was
simply so adorable that she couldn't resist, so—
"…Onii-chan~"
Even though she knew that doing this while everyone was asleep was
sneaking ahead.
"I…can I be made to submit by onii-chan even more?"
Mio still childishly clung onto Basara, moved her lips closer to his left
shoulder, and 'chu' kissed him. —Under normal circumstances, it was
completely unimaginable for Mio to say such bold words. But right now, her
Master-Servant relationship with him had fallen behind compared to both
Yuki and Zest. In order to catch up to them, being proactive like this should
be fine. Then—
"...Really?"
Basara softly asked back. After Mio firmly nodded, Basara didn't say
anything further. He directly — moved his hands down to her waist, and
pulled her towards him. Mio and Basara then quietly moved into the
bathroom. Basara turned on the shower handle, turning the hot water up the
maximum, and then suddenly attacked Mio's lips.
"Mmm…chu…chu, onii-chan…ah ♥"
Mio's arms encircled around Basara's neck, and she accepted his passionate
kisses. With their entire bodies soaked wet with hot water, the intense
movements of their tongues caused Mio's body to become increasingly hot.
…Ah…
At the same, she felt a hard object driving in between her thighs, and it began
to push up against the bottom of her crotch. Looking down, the towel that
was wrapped around Basara's waist had changed to match his contour, and as
if attempting to lift Mio up, it continued to rise. The girls hadn't taken off
their underwear to act as a reminder that they couldn't cross the final line, but
the visualisation of it was still highly obscene.
…Basara has already become like this…
Basara, who always put Mio's feelings first was not only intensely kissing
her right now, he had become excited to such a degree…as soon as Mio
thought that, her waist suddenly wavered.
"Onii-chan…I'll help you do it, so lie down."
Hearing Mio say that with moist, passionate eyes, Basara sat down on the
spot, and then lay flat on the floor. Mio also lied down on the floor and
cuddled up close to Basara.
"...I'm starting."
Gently holding onto Basara's male part through the towel, she began to
move.
…I'm actually doing something like this…
Mio seemed to be fully aware that she was touching that hard and swelling
object, as she provocatively moved her hand up and down its shaft, as well as
the behaviour that she was doing by herself almost made her enter a state of
delirium from pure embarrassment. —However, Kurumi and Zest had
already done something like this; and perhaps during the period that she had
lost consciousness, Yuki and Maria also could have done it.
…I can't lose.
After motivating herself in such a manner, Mio began to stroke even harder.
While it was wrapped underneath a layer of a towel, it had become so thick
that she couldn't even grip it in one hand.
…How could it become so large…
Without even realising, Mio had already begun staring at Basara's penis.
"!—"
At that time, Basara's waist suddenly twitched a bit, frightening Mio, and
causing her to quickly stop.
"S-Sorry…I'm not used to it, so I'm a bit clumsy. Does it hurt?"
"N-No…"
Basara replied somewhat awkwardly. That kind of reaction was not from pain
—
…It should be quite comfortable, right…?
The instant that she realised this fact — a bittersweet sensation that she had
never felt before arose within Mio's mind. It was a female pleasure that arose
from knowing that she had successfully brought pleasure to Basara. Not only
did this make Mio feel elated, but it also made her proud…allowing her to
cast aside all fear. Thus, Mio began to wholeheartedly serve Basara, and she
continued to stroke.
"Onii-chan, onii-chan…mmm! Mmm chu…luu…"
She moved even closer to Basara, and mounted herself on top of his left
thigh, placing her breasts onto his abdomen, using her tongue to lick his
nipples in an intoxicated manner, doing her best to please Basara.
The movements of her tongue which were clumsy at first became smooth
after repeating the motion several times, and not long afterwards, she made
lewd licking sounds, and she smeared her glistening silver saliva all over his
chest.
"!…Mmm…"
Basara's left hand grasped onto Mio's head, while his right hand gripped her
breast and began to knead it.
"Ahh! Ah, onii-chan…muu…haa…mmm ♥"
The sudden pleasure caused Mio to cry out, but her tongue and hand still
continued their action. At some point, Mio's hand probed underneath the
towel and grabbed him directly, causing Basara to feel even more aroused.
"Mmm…ah…!"
The sound of Basara's constrained breaths became more and more frequent
— and in that moment, he finally came. The instant that she felt a sudden
expansion in her hand, a spurt of hot liquid sprayed out. —This scene was the
first time that Mio had seen Basara climax. Basara fiercely lifted his waist,
and the towel around his waist then fell down, causing his part to be exposed
naked in front of Mio's eyes. Basara's hot penis was throbbing in Mio's hand
which was now covered with white liquid.
…This is Basara's…
The thing that she only caught an accidental glimpse of in the public bath was
now so large that it seemed like something completely different, causing Mio
to subconsciously swallow.
"Ah—…"
After feeling stunned and not knowing what to do for a while, it was only for
Mio to realise that he was still erect despite having released so much fluid, it
looked like it was difficult to bear…and then she understood what she should
do. That was to continue.
"Onii-chan…sit on this side this time."
Mio used her hands which were covered in semen to glide back and forth on
Basara's penis with lewd sticky sounds, while she directed her eyes towards
the edge of the bathtub. Just from this movement alone, Basara knew what
Mio wanted to do next. Basara sat down in the position that Mio desired and
spread open his legs to facilitate her action; and Mio sat between Basara's
legs, with his part right in front of her eyes.
…Oh my…
With a pressure completely different to when it was in her hands, Mio
couldn't help panting; however, this only took a few seconds of time, and
Basara's bulging penis was served by an eager Mio. Thus, Mio's breasts
which were made a size larger by Basara — his part was eclipsed within the
valley of her breasts.
"!—"
The instant that he was caught between Mio's breasts, Toujou Basara
couldn't help groaning slightly. Like a lone dot that stuck out from the top of
Mio's breasts, it was enclosed in every possible way.
"It's amazing…for my breasts to be like this, it was all because of onii-chan."
Mio emphasised the action of her chest and tightened it a notch as she said
with a smile
"At school, the boys stare at me a lot more than they used to, it's really
bothersome…they also say things behind my back, like my figure has been
becoming more seductive and sexier."
"!…I…"
"It's all right…it makes onii-chan look cooler that way."
After Mio said that to the momentarily speechless Basara, she lifted her
breasts and slid them up and down, and began an alternating motion. The
semen that he had just released became a lubricant, causing sticky noises to
be made every time Mio moved her chest, and this time Basara's waist was
subject to such pleasure that he was barely able to get up.
"As long as I want to…I can also do something like this."
After Mio lifted her eyes to say that, she lowered her jaw, and slowly moved
her lips towards her cleavage. In there, a small tip would emerge every time
Mio moved her chest down.
"—!"
Upon seeing that, Basara quickly grabbed her chin and forcibly lifted her
head up, while he bent over and forcibly occupied her lips.
"Mmmu — haa, mmm…chu…mmmu, ahh…gu…laa…"
Although the position was a bit uncomfortable, Mio felt pleasure from her
sticky tongue, as she extended it into Basara's mouth and prodded around
with her tongue; all while she didn't stop the movement of her chest, and she
continued to pleasure Basara.
"…Ah…!"
Basara couldn't resist a full-on attack like that at all, as he kissed Mio while
moving through her chest. This time, not to mention his waist, even the
strength of his legs was drained away — but Basara's excitement still had not
diminished. It was clear that Mio was also under the influence of the charm
and aphrodisiac that Basara was releasing. Although Basara didn't want to do
anything excessive with her, but perhaps due to the effect of the drug, he was
unable to inhibit the excitement in his body. When he finished ejaculating,
Basara separated his lips from her, while a strand of saliva stretched out
between the two people.
"Ah…mmm! Haa…fu…"
Mio reluctantly stuck half her tongue out. She constantly exhaled warm air;
after calming down, her breasts were squeezed into lewdly shaped orbs, and
Basara's penis which was still erect remained in the crevice as she continued
to move up and down.
"Like this, you can release a bit more…shoot until my breasts can't fit
anymore."
After Mio said that with a fawning tone, the movements of her chest became
even more intense, causing the amount of pleasure to breach past the limits of
Basara's endurance in the blink of an eye.
"———"
As Mio desired, his male juices squirted out all over her chest.
Part 9
That instant, Mio felt Basara's penis twitch in between the valley of her
breasts. Following that was the sensation of a hot flow spreading across her
breasts.
…Oh my, it's incredible…
She could clearly feel him convulsing while still immersed in Mio's deep
cleavage. While she felt a sense of accomplishment at having been able to
please Basara, Mio saw that her own deep cleavage was close to being
submerged in a bottomless pool of cloudy white liquid — she couldn't help
shivering all over as that pool of viscous, thick liquid began to trickle out of
her cleavage, and fall to the ground with pitter-patter sound drops. At the
same time, Basara's penis slowly began to slide out of her cleavage—
…Ah…
Moreover, it was still bulging as much as it was before. Mio swallowed, and
then moved her mouth towards it. This time, Basara didn't stop Mio from
doing it.
"Haa…mmm…chu."
Mio finally put Basara's penis into her mouth. The scent of Basara's semen
instantly scattered in her mouth, fully taking away all of Mio's rationality;
but that didn't matter, as her rationality would only serve to hinder her own
obedience towards Basara — so, when she began to carefully wrap around
and cleanse Basara, when she swallowed the semen that filled her mouth, she
cast aside the last strand of her rationality.
"Ah…mmm, chu…mmfuu, haa…chuu…mmm!"
Mio sat down with her legs in a seiza-like position, and used every ounce of
her ability to please Basara with her mouth. After her saliva-covered tongue
wrapped around it, she sucked hardly on it with chuu chuu noises, and then
used her hands to gently massage it; soon after, Basara began to thrust his
hips back and forth slowly, indicating that his pleasure was on the verge of a
climax — this caused Mio's excitement to intensify further, and she began to
match Basara's movements by moving her head back and forth.
"Mmm…chuu…haa, mmm…chuu, wuu…luu…haa, mmm, fuu…chuu…
mmm! Chuu! Mmm♥"
While she was obsessed with sucking Basara's penis with her mouth, in the
instant that a vast amount of flowing hot semen burst out, a sweet climax also
caused Mio's entire body to tense up. It turned out that when Basara
ejaculated inside of her mouth, a lot also dripped down towards her breasts.
The sudden pleasure was so strong that she could not resist — but she was
absolutely obedient to Basara right now, so even though her buttocks
trembled to the point that her feminine juices soaked through her panties, she
did not bite Basara, she just desperately propelled her throat, and swallowed
everything that Basara gave her. However, Sheera's drug caused Basara to
produce a shocking amount…until Mio almost choked, Basara slowly
withdrew from Mio's mouth while still enveloped by the edges of Mio's lips.
"Mmm! Mmm! …Chuu, ah — ah ♥"
At the same time that his tip came out, Basara's white liquid spayed onto
Mio's face, frightening her such that she fell backwards. Basara then left the
edge of the bathtub, but not to support her, but instead to move over and press
down on her.
…Eh…?
Mio couldn't help but stare in awe at Basara's face in front of her, and she
then became aware of what he wanted to do. Basara's eyes had been ignited
with a burning fire of male desire as he stared down at her with passion, and
with a tone of voice which was hard to reject, he said
"Just underneath the underwear — can I?"
The moment that she understood the meaning of that sentence, Mio took a
deep breath. What Basara meant, was that he wanted to satisfy his lustful
desire — to insert it underneath her underwear to avoid crossing the final
line.
…N-No…!
If she did something like that right now, she didn't know what would happen.
The final line that absolutely couldn't be crossed would become blurred.
Even though Mio thought that — when she thought about the fact that Basara
had become so excited by her that he cast aside his reason and craved her
even more, she felt so happy that she trembled, and so she swallowed—
"!…Mmm…"
Even though she knew that it wasn't something she should do, she clutched
the back of her knees with trembling hands to spread her legs apart, and
exposed her private area in front of Basara. Her hot and wet feminine juices
was soaked her underwear, but the contour underneath was also clearly
visible, and it emitted bursts of obscene heat.
"Okay, onii-chan — come."
Mio maintained that posture, and then coquettishly said that she was ready
for Basara, after which Basara immediately — inserted his penis little by
little from the opening into her underwear which was absolutely soaked all
the way through.
"...I'm going in."
Basara whispered, and then pushed into the deepest point in an instant.
"! —Fuwaaaaaaaaaa!"
Naruse Mio fiercely climaxed just because of this thrust. This was caused by
Basara brushing past her opening…while at the same time kneading her
sensitive breasts roughly.
"Ah…! …Mmm! Haa…ah…ah ♥"
Coming from the sensation of him being underneath her underwear was a
climax on a completely different level from the past, causing her to even to
forget how to breathe; it was a moment of anguish mixed with joy. While
Basara slowly moved his hips, he pushed his penis against her underwear, all
the way until Mio's belly button before retracting, and then—
"! ——"
Wait — although Mio wanted to say that, she didn't make a sound.
"—I'm going to move."
The moment after Basara announced that, he began to intensely massage her
breasts and rub against her private area, engraving into her again and again a
countless number times — no, she wanted to count them, but she was unable
to count the number of her innumerable climaxes.
Part 10
In the dead of night in the Current Demon Lord Faction's stronghold of
Lundvall City.
Lars came alone to 'a certain shop' in the city below the castle. It was a
boutique store exclusive to female members that specialised in selling
women's clothing, underwear, shoes, socks, and even cosmetics products. Its
customer range was targeted towards noble high-class demons, but in fact,
the majority of customers were actually ladies and maids who wanted to
satisfy the requests of their masters. Because these nearly uncontrolled
requests came at all times of the day, in order to meet these needs, this shop
was almost open all year round. The interior decoration of the store was
uniform, and full of artistic style; placed upon shelves were a selection of
high-grade products.
"—Sorry for making you wait."
A male clerk took something from the back of the store, and came up to the
counter in front of Lars. It was a small wooden box. The store clerk placed it
on top of the counter, and opened the lid to show its contents — an eyecatching glass bottle with a carved golden lid, and a transparent liquid within
the bottle.
"Is this the one that you wanted?"
"…Yeah, help me wrap it up."
After Lars nodded, the store clerk placed the bottle back into the wooden box,
began to pack it, and then said
"You know, I was really quite surprised. It was announced not long ago that
this fragrance was going to stop production and would be recalled, so those
who know that it is still in production are among the very few."
"…I heard that there was a problem with the raw materials of the fragrance,
so it was just a temporary stop in production."
"Yes…I beg your pardon, could you please tell me where you heard about
this news regarding the perfume?"
Towards the store clerk who was looking at him side on, Lars took something
out of his pocket as a reply. It was a finely carved silver pocket watch. As
soon as he saw the coat of arms engraved on the cover, the store clerk
widened his eyes in shock.
"Isn't that something only His Majesty Leohart…"
"If you tell anyone that I bought this bottle of perfume, it would cause trouble
for His Majesty…it would probably cause the most trouble for this store, as
well as yourself."
But—
"As long as you remain tight-lipped, and don't ask any questions, then
nothing will happen, and you won't have to worry about anyone getting
angry. When you do the books, discreetly write the date that this bottle of
perfume was bought before the recall date, and then forget about this. This is
for the good of yourself and the store."
"...I understand."
Lars took the paper bag from the store clerk with a tense facial expression as
he paid for it, and then left the shop.
"Seriously…why am I doing something like this."
He then sighed in complaint as he stepped onto the road outside the shop
towards the castle. Basara had requested the maids supervising the guest
house to obtain for him — the bottle of peculiar perfume that was no longer
available for circulation on the market that was now in Lars' hands. The
problem was, as a human, Basara was unlikely to be able to understand the
perfume of the Demon Realm; Maria or Zest had a possibility of knowing,
but if that was the case, they would have specified the correct item.
Moreover, Basara's request itself was very strange — as long as the shop
previously sold the incense that was used in Zolgear's playground, or the
perfume that was used by the women inside, then he wanted to buy the
perfume that suddenly halted production after Zolgear died from them — that
was the request that he had mentioned. Normally speaking, the Current
Demon Lord Faction had no need to satisfy their enemy's request like this,
but Basara and the others were currently VIPs under Leohart's hospitality. He
had also said previously that they should freely mention if there were any
inconveniences; such as preparing anything that they needed, so they feared
disgracing themselves now. Balthier was correct, Lars, who had long been
seeking revenge against Zolgear naturally performed a detailed investigation
of his playground; so he not only knew of the store that satisfied the
requirement, but also joined as a member during his investigation. Originally,
Balthier was reluctant to let Lars fetch the item that Basara wanted, worried
about contact between them, but that was all he could do. Lars joined the
membership in order to investigate Zolgear; using his real name would allow
him to be found easily, and falsely using the name of another noble could
spark further investigations between them, so he registered with a
pseudonym. If this wasn't left to Lars who had made transactions with them
in the past, and he simply sent maids or other subordinates, it would likely
arouse the store's wariness, and they might have refused to bring out the
problematic goods which were urgently recalled. But—
…What is that guy Basacchi trying to do?
Lars stepped onto the stone pavement as he thought about the true intentions
of Basara. Basara had a Master-Servant contract with the others based on the
succubus' magic, and they could increase their combat strength by deepening
the relationship between master and servant. Basara should be busy with the
final sprint right now, causing Mio and the others to be more submissive, so
perhaps he wants to use the special items that were used by Zolgear as a
symbol of lust to add to the fun — that was the speculation that Luca made
after hearing about the matter. The probability of that was indeed not zero.
When Lars cooperated with Basara to defeat Zolgear, he had seen him at the
time with eyes as cold as absolute zero; he knew that once he was set on
particular goal, he was someone who would do anything.
…But.
No matter how he thought about it, he didn't think things were so simple.
Zolgear was the enemy that Mio hated, so using the same items that he used,
let alone making Mio submit, he was afraid that it would actually have
serious adverse effects. Although he may have wanted it to provoke an even
stronger curse effect, making her yield even more thoroughly—
…No.
By using Zolgear's items, it was likely to even cast a shadow across Zest's
mind whereby she would recall the past. She currently had a Master-Servant
contract with Basara, so she would definitely have wanted to forget
everything about her past with Zolgear — and would even want those
memories to be erased, so Basara probably wouldn't want her to remember
those kinds of things.
…Moreover.
Even if he really chose to do that, if he needed the help of that item no matter
what, then Zest should be able to understand his request; and Sheera would
be able to use the information that she provided to produce an identical
product. Because — the incense and perfume that Zolgear used in his
playground was a product that was prepared many years ago by the succubus
with the greatest reputation, Sheera; if there really was a need for it, he would
have asked Sheera to prepare it for him before they set off. After coming here
willingly, and taking the risk that it could be mixed with poison by the
enemy, it shows that—
…It can't be wrong.
That was the message that Basara sent out — but the target was not Lars,
rather, it was Takigawa Yahiro whom he previously cooperated with.
However, the deliberate designation of 'perfume no longer in circulation'
made Balthier think that this request was related to the decisive battle the day
after tomorrow, so it was highly unlikely that Balthier would allow Lars to
give the perfume directly to Basara; moreover, the components of every drop
would be thoroughly examined before it was handed over, in order to
investigate the ideas or intentions of Basara and the others, and whether or
not Lars could be retained as an undercover spy.
…But.
Basara should also have known that something like this would happen. In this
way, his true purpose is…
"—Oh?"
Just when Lars began thinking about it more deeply, he suddenly felt a weak
magic response from his breast pocket, so he put his hand into his breast
pocket. What he removed, was a black mobile phone. Because there was a
special magic chip installed into the battery, it could also be used normally in
the Demon Realm. Balthier had asked him to hand it over so as to prevent
him from contacting Basara, so in the end, what he handed over was a
disguised counterfeit. Although Balthier immediately saw through it, for Lars
to surrender his real mobile phone—
…But how could I show the real thing in front of him.
Lars had prepared another fake phone on him, and by handing over that
second phone, he was able to evade any further questioning from Balthier.
The one in Lars' hand right now was the real mobile phone that he used to
contact Basara with. Upon the LCD screen, it was evident that he had
received a text message, and there was no need to look to even know who the
sender was. After all, Basara was the only one who knew this number; and
Basara also clearly knew, that only when the surroundings in every direction
were clear, that Lars would look at his phone. Most of the contents of the
short message was a request for help.
"Unfortunately, Basacchi…I don't care what you want right now."
Lars closed the mobile phone, and a bitter sounding voice naturally flowed
out of his mouth. His current self was not Takigawa Yahiro…since he had
already taken revenge on Zolgear, there was a limit to the benefits of
continuing to cooperate with Basara, so it was better for him instead to lend a
hand as Leohart's comrade-in-arms. Because helping this young Demon Lord
would also be an act of revenge for his parents, and to achieve a complete
reform of the Demon Realm's ambition, this was the shortest way to
accomplish Lars' current aspirations. To eradicate the Council — to eliminate
all of those old bastards like Zolgear in one clean sweep, Leohart wasn't the
only one who desired this. The scum who was even far worse than Zolgear —
Belphegor, it was not possible no matter how brutal the method was. If he
continued to stay with the Moderates Faction, he was afraid that it would be
difficult to do so. —So right now, that's why Lars was here. He had just seen
Basara's short message. So now he could tell Leohart about its contents, and
give him an advantage in the battle the day after tomorrow.
Part 11
Basara's excitement towards Mio didn't seem to dissipate at all no matter
how many times he continued. Perhaps also because he had been holding
back his desires and it finally burst out now, or perhaps Sheera's drug was
truly devastating. In the past, he just had to take a deep breath and he would
become rational again, but he was still far from that right now. However —
Mio seemed be in a state of charm and aphrodisiac because of Basara's
influence, and no matter how intensely she climaxed, she didn't lose
consciousness. While she continued to constantly experience a state of
pleasurable climaxes, she felt unparalleled happiness from being able to
submit to Basara far more than anyone else, allowing him to do whatever he
pleased. In such a situation where no one could stop them, Mio was able to
feel as though she had been thoroughly trained by Basara even more—
"Ahmm! …Haa, mmm…ahh! Onii-chan…fwaa, onii-chan — fwaaaa ♥"
And currently — in the bathroom that had become more like a bedroom, Mio
rode on top of Basara's waist and began to promiscuously writhe her hips
with an expression as if she was in a trance. Basara's hands instinctively
grabbed her breasts, while his penis was naturally inserted into Mio's
underwear. —In the two hours that they had been inside the bathroom for,
Basara's wild desire for Mio never stopped for even a moment. During this
period, a golden glow constantly veiled these two people. Their MasterServant relationship and combat strength had evolved a countless number of
times. Initially, it was Mio who was continuously and unilaterally stimulated
by Basara until she climaxed, but now the pleasure had melted her
consciousness, and she took the initiative to please Basara. She slipped her
hands into her underwear to wrap around Basara's penis as if she were
holding it, while she repeatedly moved her own hips along with Basara's
upward motion. They aggressively moved up and down against each other
with wet sounds. If there was even a slight mistake in the angle, it was a
dangerous activity which would cause them to accidentally go over the final
line if they weren't careful…but with Basara's immense size, it wasn't so
easy to enter the body of Mio, who was still a virgin.
…That's right.
That's why Mio didn't worry, and continued to indulge in swinging up and
down, and to maximise her ecstasy, she moved her hips with her opening
rubbing against her underwear with the best angle for friction; whenever
Basara's thick rod brushed past the lips of Mio's pussy, the excitement and
pleasure of the two people instantly soared.
"——!"
"! —Fwaaaaaaaaaaaa ♥"
At the same time that Basara ejaculated, Mio also climaxed fiercely on top of
his waist as she stiffened. The two of them filled her underwear with their
secretions, and while she was naturally stimulated by the throbbing of
Basara's penis, she let out a wild moan.
"Mmm…mmm…haaa, fwaaa…mmm…!"
Mio arched backwards as she fell, and Basara immediately let go of her
breasts, but moved to seize her buttocks, pulling her towards himself,
whereby he took her left breast nipple towards his mouth.
"!…Ahh! Fwaaaa…♥"
Basara naturally put it into his mouth, causing Mio to moan out, forgetting
that she was even sitting on top of him. Her hips involuntarily twitched,
because Basara had moved his hands around behind her, underneath her
panties to grope her, and his fingers were deeply touching her buttocks.
Every time her buttocks which had been squeezed into a vulgar shape moved,
her underwear slipped down a bit, gradually increasing the exposure of her
buttocks. It was just a matter of time before they came off entirely.
…If we keep going, we'll…
We may really cross the final line that we shouldn't cross…while Mio was
immersed in the pleasure of Basara sucking on her nipple, she thought about
what could happen next. —Of course, Mio didn't wish to do that. Because as
soon as she gave her virginity to Basara, it was possible that she would lose
the power within her body.
…But.
If Basara wanted it, she wouldn't deny it herself…in Mio's mind, she held
such certainties. Naruse Mio would undoubtedly accept Toujou Basara. Not
long afterwards, the moment that her underwear slid down to her thighs —
the elastic on the right side suddenly snapped.
…Eh…
The instant that she realised this fact — Naruse Mio was invaded by a strong
sleepiness.
…Strange, I wouldn't be…
She wasn't wrong…the drug that Basara took which had the effect of an
aphrodisiac and charm also stopped. Mio's body and mind remembered all of
the fatigue that she had accumulated up until now. —The underwear of
Naruse Mio and the others' was prepared by Sheera. Perhaps, she foresaw
that they might cross the final line, and so she prepared some sort of
'insurance' beforehand.
"Basara—…"
Even though her consciously quickly faded, Mio still called out the name of
her master whom she was so obedient to.
"…It's okay."
Basara's mouth let go of Mio's breast, and moved towards her ear. That voice
belonged to the usual Basara that she was familiar with — which is why she
closed her eyes with peace of mind. At the same time, she also forgot about
the feelings of jealously that she had recently harboured about catching up to
Yuki and Zest. And even right now, she was able to express the feeling that
she was able to do everything that she could do for this youth who was more
important than anyone else, but she forgot that as well. All she could feel was
a small happiness from being able to monopolise his warmth during this time.
Then — a few minutes later.
"...Huwaa."
Basara returned to the bedroom with the fainted Mio in his arms, and then
laid her down on the bed. The girls that Toujou Basara cherished, snuggled in
bed with each other, sleeping together like a ball.
"———"
Basara naturally relaxed upon seeing this scene, as he watched their sleeping
faces. They were very important to himself — the people whom he had
vowed to protect. A group of young girls who were like family. But—
"...Come."
That peaceful expression soon disappeared. It was because the mobile phone
placed at the bedside stand notified him of a new message he had received.
Thus he unlocked the mobile phone with fingerprint authentication and a
special aura wave. And with ice cold eyes — an expression that he absolutely
would not reveal in front of his cherished girls, he began to read the contents
of the message.