Her finger lifted the edge of the talisman. She peeled the adhesive paper from the skin, and just a little of the talisman peeled loose.
"You can stay human right now thanks to this talisman. If I peel this off, you can become a monster right away."
"Right away...?"
Koyoi just absentmindedly repeated Druella's words.
"Yes, right away. There's nothing to be afraid of. All you need to do is relax, and leave everything to me."
The mana Druella naturally emitted was steadily reducing Koyoi's ability to think. She no longer had the rational ability to interrupt her words, or to resist. Her sister's smiling face, still lodged in her mind, returned even more vivid than before. And with it, Druella's assertion that conflict would cease.
If there was no more fighting, Shinonome, and Tasogare, and I could all get along. No one in our family would hurt each other anymore.
Druella's right hand gently took charge of Koyoi's limp arm.
I've had enough of fighting and hurting. Even with monsters.
"I will."
Her lips moved faintly.
"I'll become a monster. I'm tired of fighting..."
"It's alright. It's alright now. You don't have to wear yourself out fighting anymore."
Druella's right hand moved. It tugged on the talisman and peeled it off Koyoi's skin.
Koyoi moaned. As the talisman came off, heat welled up from deep within her loins. It was not painful; it was, on the contrary, a calming warmth.
Half of the talisman was peeled off, then three quarters, then, at last, it was completely separated from her skin.
"Aaahh!"
Her whole body went rigid, her back arched. The heat accumulated in Koyoi's womb raced through her along with the mana.
"Ooooh!"
Next she pitched forward, clutching her own belly. She felt the heat flowing as viscous fluid out of the only exit available to it — her vulva.
"Aaah, oooh, nngh!"
Pleasure thrilled through her like electric current, making her whole body give little spasms. At last it concentrated in her lower abdomen, and she collapsed to all fours. Only her hips moved, shuddering up and down invitingly.
"Haa, haa..."
Her body had been overwhelmed by violent pleasure, but now she began to try to accept it. Koyoi's body was twitching, but a joyful smile filled her face.
"Haa... Aah..."
She was only breathing, but even that felt pleasurable to Koyoi, now that she had fully accepted the mana. The mana-infused air caressed her windpipe, and the pleasant feeling built up in her lungs.
No, this isn't good... Just rubbing against my kimono is making my whole body tingle...
Her body reacted to influx of pleasure, and that reaction lead to yet more pleasure. Koyoi was a perpetual motion machine, recycling her pleasure and her response to it. With each cycle, the sensation she received increased. It quickly exceeded her limits.
"Aahn! Something's, something's coming! It's coming!"
Entrusting her upper body to the floor, her nails digging into the carpet in search of help, and her bottom raised high in the air, Koyoi approached the first climax of her life. Cloudy fluid gurgled out of her vagina, which she had yet to take anything inside.
"Are you alright?"
A voice called out from above her. Koyoi raised her head, still feeling the afterglow of her orgasm. The man, concerned for Koyoi, had risen from the throne and walked over to her.
"Haa, ah, haa..."
Her lips and throat were quivering, and she could barely speak. Instead, she answered him by making a smile.
"Elt," the man said. Koyoi did not understand what that was. Perhaps the man sensed that, because he quickly added:
"That's my name. I'm called Elt."
"Elt..."
She repeated his name so as to carve it into her memory. Her loins throbbed.
"And your name is...?" Elt asked.
"Oh, ah, my name is... Koyoi. Amanomiya Koyoi."
"Koyoi..."
As Elt spoke her name, two of the monsters behind him swiftly rose. One was the blue-haired girl, and the other was the pink-haired child. The Amanomiya name was known even on this continent, although only slightly. Both had heard of the clan, the former as warriors who drove off monsters in the far east, the latter as a line of skilled magicians across the sea.
"Mary, Mimiru, wait."
Elt raised his right hand. He had sensed who was about to do what from just the sounds and movements of air behind him.
"It's fine. She doesn't want to fight."
The pair obediently lowered their weapons. The weapons sunk into the floor, and soon vanished from sight.
"Here. Can you stand?"
As he spoke, he extended a hand in front of her. The violet mana-mist cleared, and his whole, unobstructed figure entered her view.
Flaming red hair. A smiling face so fresh it seemed out of place. There were still traces of boyhood in it. He did not seem at all like someone who had just been displaying blazing vigor while being waited on by a group of monsters. His frame was lean but muscular; a figure without waste. Perhaps he earned his living by the sword. And, looming largest in Koyoi's view, was his penis.
It pointed heavenward, defying gravity. It was slightly darker than the rest of his skin, and, because he had just been engaged in intercourse, it glistened wetly. A pink flush lingered on its tip, and its veins stood out blue.
With her gaze still fixed on it, Koyoi cleared her throat.
"Uh, umm, I'm sorry to make you see that."
Elt gave a wry grin, and moved to cover it with his hand.
"No."
Koyoi, who had been slow to respond until that moment, quickly stopped that hand.
"That is, I don't mind, so... just a little longer."
She stared at his penis like she was trying to bore a hole in it with her eyes. She breathed deep, so focused on her vision that she even forgot to blink.
Koyoi's cheeks reddened. The corners of her eyes drooped, and her pupils began to dilate.