Pleasure Gradually Seeping In

The home of Yuris, the Iron-Blooded Knight.

Befitting her title, her house and room were more businesslike and austere than anyone else’s.

Her study was filled with books on tactics and swordsmanship, and her room was lined with the knight’s uniform she wore every day and various types of armor.

True to her belief that she should always be mentally prepared, even in her room, her beloved weapon, which she always carried at her waist, was displayed on the wall.

And that wasn’t all.

There wasn’t a single expensive luxury item to be found in the hallway.

Yuris Belletaon.

The Belletaon family, a knightly family for generations, had always shunned extravagance.

‘What a knight needs is money to maintain and manage their forces. Cherish and save your money.’

That was what her father, the head of the family, had always emphasized before she became an Iron-Blooded Knight and became independent.

Shun extravagance.

Raise soldiers with that money.

The reason Yuris avoided luxury was to further strengthen the weapons and equipment of her knighthood with that money.

Therefore, Yuris’s room was so plain that it was hard to believe it was the room of a woman, let alone a noble lady.

It was just like Yuris, who pursued only efficiency, without a single frill.

In her room, which should have been quiet for meditation.

“Haa, haa.”

A moan, soaked with moisture, leaked out.

“Yes. There, yes! Hngh!”

Yuris, who had loosened her uniform and was lightly stimulating her nipples with her fingers, wriggled her waist and felt a light climax.

She tickled her areolas with her fingers and squeezed her breasts tightly.

Each time, the pleasant pleasure transmitted from her breasts made her waist tremble.

Feels good.

Her own room, where no one else’s gaze could exist.

It was the small room where Yuris uniquely unleashed her lust.

Yuris would normally have carefully relieved her lust, but today she was touching her nipples fiercely, unlike usual.

It was a rough self-pleasure that would have been satisfying enough in the past.

But no matter how much she rubbed her nipples, she felt something was missing.

The lips of the man who sucked on her breasts.

The sensation of his hot tongue and thick fingers.

‘It felt so good when he did it with his mouth.’

Yuris blankly grabbed her breasts and lowered her head to suck on her nipples.

But her breasts weren’t that big.

She could only suck on the upper part of her breasts.

“I can’t reach…”

She couldn’t reach it on her own.

Wasn’t that why she felt something was missing?

“Haa, haa. I want… I want to be sucked on more.”

Because the me in the fantasy isn’t the real Yuris.

She looked at herself in the mirror.

A naked woman lying on the bed with her legs wide open, exposing her shameful place, was reflected in the mirror.

Between her legs, a pink flower bloomed from her white skin.

A light pink pussy, pursed like a shell, without a single hair.

She looked at her pussy, which no one had ever touched.

No, wait.

There was one person.

The bandit in her fantasy.

‘What are you talking about? That was a fantasy. It doesn’t count.’

Besides, the bandit in her fantasy didn’t directly see her pussy.

He just rubbed her pussy with his hot cock.

‘Cock…’

Was there anything similar?

As if possessed, Yuris grabbed the hilt of her sword hanging on the wall.

There was a perfect object right here.

This sword hilt, with its bumpy texture.

She felt a strange sense of depravity in using a sword used for sacred battles for such a vulgar act.

‘It’s okay as long as I don’t put it in, right?’

Yuris put the sword hilt between her legs and moved it back and forth with her hand.

Each time, the bumpy grip, designed to prevent her hand from slipping, brushed against her pussy.

“Aah, yes. Yes…”

When she closed her eyes, it was as if she could hear the bandit’s voice.

It was as if he would grab her and threaten her at any moment.

-Move your hips yourself, you bitch.

-It’s a nice sight. To see a noble lady begging a mere bandit while rubbing her hips.

-I’ll let you go this time, so come again next time.

-Otherwise, I’ll sell you to the slave traders.

Her body trembled with humiliation every time she heard the bandit’s voice like an auditory hallucination.

Before she knew it, she was answering the imaginary bandit’s words.

-Who am I?

“Bandit…”

As she moved her lips and answered, the bandit who appeared in her imagination sneered.

-Your pussy brain is stupid too. I’ll ask again. Who am I?

She could guess what answer he wanted.

But, if she uttered those words.

If she put that word into her mouth.

She felt like she would never be able to return.

But Yuris, who was already intoxicated with self-pleasure and felt like she could no longer maintain her reason.

“M… Master.”

In the end, she uttered the line that the bandit in her imagination wanted.

-Good girl.

He stroked her head.

It was the first time.

It was the first time she had been praised by the bandit.

Of course, the one who praised her was just a bandit that existed only in her imagination.

“Aah, yes. I’m going to, I’m going to cum! Hngh!!!”

Gaining momentum and starting to shake her hips back and forth, Yuris once again recalled the bandit’s face.

It was a rough and vulgar face.

At the same time, it was full of a musty and pungent pheromone smell.

And that smell was the same smell she always smelled whenever she went to the fantasy theater.

That’s right.

The smell of that magician.

The bandit’s smell was the same as the smell from the magician’s pants, the owner of the shop.

At the moment of climax.

“Hngh!!! I’m cumming!!! I’m cumming!!! Haaah…!”

The face of the rough bandit in her imagination and the face of the magician began to overlap.

Yuris wriggled her body, dripping with fluids.

“Haa, haa.”

It was the best self-pleasure she had ever felt.

“I feel… good.”

***

“Commander, has something good happened to you lately?”

One of the knights asked Yuris, who had gone to the training grounds for training as usual.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, how should I put it? Recently, your expression seems to have softened compared to before? Or maybe it’s brighter? Anyway, that’s the feeling.”

Zeco, the adjutant next to the knight who had first brought up the topic, added another word.

“That’s right. I was wondering if something good had happened to you, Commander. Are you perhaps receiving a new title this time?”

Zeco asked, shining his bald head.

Yuris shook her head.

“It’s nothing like that.”

The female knights of the 1st Division rushed over to her and asked.

“Commander, you’ve got a man, haven’t you?”

“Do you perhaps have a fiancé that your family arranged for you?”

“If not, do you perhaps have a lover?”

“Isn’t there a man you’re interested in?”

Unlike other divisions, the 1st Division was one of the few divisions where female knights and male knights mingled together.

Thanks to the skilled female knights who admired Yuris, the Goddess of Victory, and worked hard to get into the 1st Division, they were able to maintain their name as the strongest in the empire.

But the female knights had some dissatisfaction.

That was that Yuris, their object of admiration and star, was still single at the age of 25.

Being single until the age of 25 in the empire was a precarious borderline for becoming an old maid.

They didn’t want their object of admiration to become an old maid.

Was that why?

As soon as they caught a thread, they approached Yuris like hyenas and chattered.

And unlike those female knights.

“Surely, the Commander wouldn’t have a lover, would she?”

“Our Commander always has a sword in her hand.”

“Isn’t the sword her lover?”

The male knights were a little different.

Like the female knights, Yuris was an object of admiration, but they sometimes imagined being with her.

How could they not?

Imagining building a family with such a beautiful and perfect knight.

Even though she was a flower on a cliff that they couldn’t dare to look at, they hoped that they might have a chance since it hadn’t been touched by anyone yet.

Was that why?

The knights were focusing on Yuris’s reaction for different reasons to the female knights’ questions.

“I, that’s right. There’s no man I’m interested in.”

And Yuris, who received their gaze, stuttered without realizing it.

-Isn’t there a man you’re interested in?

The moment she heard these words, two people came to her mind.

The bandit and the fantasy magician.

They weren’t boyfriends, but they were the ones who helped her feel good.

Thanks to them, she was able to put down the heavy burden of being the Goddess of Victory for a while.

That must be why they said she looked brighter.

‘He’s not a man I’m interested in.’

That bandit was a trashy being who forcibly threatened her, and the magician was the one who made such videos.

He even tried to deceive her with the absurd claim that it came from her desires.

But the pleasure they gave her was better than any joy of victory she had ever felt.

That much was true.

Imagining the moment when she was panting at the bandit’s command made her face flush and her nipples stiffen.

Ah, this won’t do.

The members are in front of me right now.

The male knights, who had said it couldn’t be, and the female knights, who were full of curiosity, paused for a moment at her reaction as she turned her head and answered shyly.

“C, Commander, do you really have someone?”

“Kyaa! This is the first time I’ve seen the Commander like this! Who’s the lucky guy?”

“Please tell us. Let’s have a girls’ talk with the Commander this time.”

“How far have you progressed? Are you not dating yet?”

“W, why…”

The male knights were in shock.

The female knights were making a fuss.

Yuris shook her head, shaking off the subordinate knights who were rushing at her.

“It’s nothing like that!”

How could she say it?

That she felt good because of her defeat masturbation, not because of a boyfriend.

She couldn’t say it.

Absolutely!

***

“Ugh!”

I was stretching in the shop, where there were no customers today, and focusing on alchemy.

Since I couldn’t make money with the fantasy theater, I had to cover the research expenses and shop operating expenses through alchemy and the manufacture of magical tools, so I couldn’t rest for a moment.

It was then.

Knock knock.

“Magician, it’s a letter.”

I heard the voice of the postman knocking on the door and went outside.

“A letter?”

“Yes, the sender is confidential, but the recipient is addressed to you, Magician.”

“Ah, it must be for me.”

There was only one person who would send me a letter like this.

My teacher, Professor Meiko of the Fantasy School.

“Magician, and it’s collect.”

“…Please wait a moment.”

Is my teacher struggling with money too?

I handed a silver coin to the postman and opened the letter.

When I opened the letter, the face of a girl in her early 20s with flowing blue hair appeared.

-My disciple, how have you been!

Unlike her lively voice, there were dark circles under her eyes.

Dark circles are a chronic disease that magicians have.

“My teacher is still full of energy.”

-Do I look like it? Haha! I feel energized when I go outside. But I’m tired as much. Anyway, I sent you a letter to say hello and let you know that I’m doing well.

“I’m glad you seem to be doing well.”

-How’s the theater doing?

“Well, I have regulars, so it’s pretty good.”

-Y, you have regulars? Are there really women who like that outrageous thing?

That woman is even Yuris, the Goddess of Victory.

I couldn’t bring myself to say that.

I have to cherish customer information.

The one who was blushing and speaking in a flustered manner was my teacher.

Meiko, the youngest professor in the Fantasy School and called a genius of the century.

She was two years younger than me, but she became a professor much earlier and had almost mastered everything about fantasy magic.

The problem was that she released that genius into adventure rather than the laboratory.

She was also the one who developed this letter that allows you to exchange words in real time like a phone.

It was more like a crystal ball that could be used for temporary calls than a letter.

Come to think of it, should I call it a portable crystal ball?

I don’t know why she’s trying to use her own invention when she has a crystal ball, but a genius’s thoughts are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

If Droken was my Hagrid who put me in magic school, then Meiko was no different from Dumbledore, who raised me as a Phantasm Mage.

This time, she went off to the dungeon to find a medium that could help with Phantasm Magic.

Looking at her gloomy expression, it seemed she hadn’t found what she wanted.

“Did you find the material that allows you to enter a Phantasm in one go?”

-Not yet. I can’t even find a clue. It’s not easy.

I don’t know why she’s so obsessed with that legendary material.

There’s something more important than that.

Hmm, could it be.

“Master, you’re not wandering around outside to avoid helping me with my research, are you?”

-W-What are you talking about! Are you saying I abandoned my disciple instead of helping him?

She pointed to her chest and shouted at my words.

“Why are you reacting like that? Anyone would think I was doing something perverted to you.”

-Y-You did! You, you! You kept touching my chest while researching!

Meiko’s face turned bright red as she stepped back, pointing to her chest.

“You were the one who said I should do anything for research.”

-I-I didn’t say to become a pervert!

“I did that for data collection back then.”

-Ugh! I’m worried about my disciple. I’m afraid he’ll suddenly touch a woman’s chest on the street while researching and go to jail.

“I’m a man with some sense. I wouldn’t do that to anyone but you, Master.”

Meiko still glared at me with a suspicious look.

-I’m glad to hear that.

It was when her face relaxed as if her anger had subsided and she nodded.

“Anyway, when are you coming back?”

-I don’t know. I’ll go back when I find the material.

“If you don’t come back, I’ll come find you, Master.”

-Oh? I-It seems like it’s… time… to go. Uh… Bye… Later…

“I know you’re lying. The video is still playing.”

-Tch!

Only then did Meiko’s tone return to normal.

“I’m relieved to see you’re healthy. Just let me know before you come. I’ll be waiting.”

-Okay. I think it’s time to stop that strange research. No matter how I think about it, touching a woman’s desires…

I turned off the video of the letter because it seemed like she was going to start nagging.

As expected, it’s best when my master doesn’t nag and just puts up with it.