How Do You Want to Lose?

Here is the English translation of the Korean novel excerpt:

Yuris, having finished a brief ceremony with the Empress, stood at a crossroads pondering.

Whether to return to her mansion as is, or head to Max’s fantasy theater.

Due to the bandit subjugation, she hadn’t been able to visit his shop for about 2 weeks.

The last fantasy she had seen.

She recalled the situation where she was panting under a bandit who was violating and ravaging her in front of his subordinates, while imprisoned in a mountain fortress.

Those rough hands forcibly pressing against her and those merciless acts truly brought only despair to her.

In that fantasy, the Goddess of Victory had become nothing more than a mere bitch.

-Mas…ter.

She vaguely remembered herself acknowledging the bandit as her master in the fantasy.

And whenever she imagined that moment.

“Nngh…”

Her body kept heating up.

No matter how much she comforted herself alone, she couldn’t feel the pleasure she had felt that day at all.

That’s why. She had hoped there would be a powerful bandit in Mount Mangor who could defeat her.

If that had happened.

‘Wouldn’t I have lost and experienced again what I went through in the fantasy?’

Just imagining it makes her heart race.

The Yuris of the past would have headed to the training grounds to forget such thoughts.

But Yuris’ steps headed towards Max’s theater.

Because she simply couldn’t endure it anymore.

In front of Max’s fantasy theater, Yuris helped out a somewhat troubled Max.

Max, the fantasy magician who looks down even on powerless alchemists.

To think someone with such great skills could be this weak.

‘I don’t understand.’

He was a man full of elements she couldn’t comprehend.

Is he hiding his strength?

She knew well that fantasy magicians couldn’t exert physical force. But that didn’t mean fantasy magic couldn’t harm the opponent.

Hadn’t she already experienced it herself?

What changes her body went through from the false sensations felt through fantasy magic.

She got excited while being trampled by the bandit in the fantasy, and felt climax while being violated by him.

It was an embarrassing memory, but thanks to that, she knew well how great a power Max possessed.

Hadn’t he vividly instilled a sense of defeat in her, who had never known defeat more than anyone?

Moreover.

‘I also couldn’t win against the bandit in the fantasy at all.’

He was someone who could eliminate such an alchemist in one go.

Then why on earth?

‘Could it be that he doesn’t feel the need to bother dealing with them?’

Maybe he considers them insignificant because the opponent is too weak.

No matter how much an ant struggles, to a human it’s just a mere ant after all.

She thought about not intervening. Thinking it might hurt Max’s pride.

But Yuris herself was too impatient to just wait quietly.

“What’s going on?”

Yuris stepped between Max and the alchemist. At her appearance, the alchemist turned pale and retreated, even paying some compensation.

Perhaps thanks to that.

“Since I’ve received this anyway, I’ll provide proper service.” “Service…?” “Yes, if you have a desired situation, you can input it directly. Usually scene modifications cost extra, but I’ll do it for free this time since you helped.”

Yuris looked at the paper he handed over.

It was that questionnaire sheet she had filled out before. The only difference was that a new item had been added at the bottom.

“If it’s a new scene, can it be completely new from the start?” “That’s right.”

You can set a completely new situation?

Originally, she had come here recalling the image of herself being violated by bandits. After all, Yuris knew that changing a set setting required additional fees.

“I’ve also added an additional service list at the bottom. Please let me know if there’s any service you want.”

She read the newly added items.

-Real massage during fantasy magic. -Please write which body parts you want massaged.

-Design your own partner. -The more detailed the description, the clearer the character will be.

-Additional time (existing 3 hours : maximum 6 hours) -Please write the desired time. (1 hour ~ 6 hours)

-Please check here if you want tentacle abandonment play.

“Te-tentacles…? Are there really people who want this kind of thing?”

To her question, Max, who was adjusting the magic circle, answered.

“Ah, that’s still an experimental item. Honestly, none of the customers have wanted this yet, but tastes can be diverse. I added it just in case, but I don’t recommend it since it still lacks realism.” “I see.”

Yuris’ questions weren’t over.

“How is the real massage different? I, I knew my body was touched last time too…” “I’ll massage much more intimate areas than before. You’ll be able to experience a much more realistic sensation than the previous massage.” “Ah…”

So a more real ‘defeat’ will be possible.

‘A defeat that feels real…’

She swallowed involuntarily.

Nodding while swallowing her saliva, she checked the massage option.

-Please write which body parts you want massaged. -Breasts, thighs,

Yuris’ face was already burning red as she filled out the items. Swallowing hard, she glanced at Max and wrote the next words in small letters.

-Female genitalia.

She knew Max would see it anyway, but she felt oddly self-conscious. She was embarrassed.

“There are a lot more items than the first questionnaire.” “I added new question items based on inspiration gained from other customers.” “I-is that so?”

Yuris felt strangely disappointed at the fact that there were new customers besides herself.

Why? It’s only natural that there would be other customers since he advertised everywhere.

There should be many customers.

After all. The fantasies here were perfect.

Trying to shake off her disappointment, she was about to fill out the questionnaire.

“Are you done writing?” “Ah, no! Not yet… I was just about to start.” “I thought you were done since you asked about the additional items, but I guess not.” “Ah, yeah…” “Is the new situation also a defeat experience?”

Yuris nodded at Max’s question.

“That’s right…”

Slowly filling out the items, she said in a tiny voice:

“I-I’d like it to be a bit more intense than before. A-after all, the stronger the defeat experience, the better I can prepare.” “I understand. Please write it clearly in the request section.”

Yuris nodded.

She filled out each question one by one.

The new scene she wanted was a defeat that could be experienced on a battlefield. How she was defeated wasn’t important.

The key element was that she couldn’t resist.

The situation where she, defeated in war, is ultimately captured by the enemy.

Just imagining it made her heart race and her lower body feel wet.

-Design your own partner. -The more detailed the description, the clearer the character will be.

Yuris imagined the appearance of the one who would capture her.

Of course, that bandit who first violated her came to mind first.

However. Perhaps because Yuris realized during the subjugation in Mount Mangor that no matter how strong the bandits became, they could never defeat her.

‘My heart’s not pounding…’

No matter how much she tried to recall that hairy bandit she saw in the fantasy, she couldn’t feel that initial heart-pounding sensation.

Yuris, who had been writing down the bandit’s appearance, crossed it out and erased the content.

And naturally, her eyes turned to Max, who was setting up the magic circle.

He looked busy adjusting the magic circle. He was sweating profusely as he adjusted the inside of the magic circle and moved mana stones to install them in various places.

She stood up and approached Max as if drawn by something.

An increasingly strong scent. Yuris’ nose, sensitive enough to smell the steel worn by enemies on the battlefield, caught a powerful scent.

“Sniff sniff.”

As her nose twitched, the thick male sweat scent that had stimulated her in the fantasy was emanating from Max.

“Lady Yuris? What are you doing?” “Ah, s-sorry. I just wanted to check something for reference.”

Yuris returned to the customer table as if fleeing.

She wrote down the list while recalling the scent she had just smelled.

-A man with a strong male pheromone scent. -A scent that’s somewhat sour like sweat but also like a perfume that makes your heart pound, not just a scent that brushes past your nose but one that deeply penetrates your brain.

It was a somewhat abstract description, but Max would understand. After all, he had fulfilled all her wishes perfectly in the previous video.

-Is it okay to lose your virginity through this act? (Yes / No)

Yuris looked at the last item.

That question she had marked ‘no’ before.

“…What if, hypothetically speaking, I check ‘yes’ here?”

After some hesitation, Yuris asked Max.

“Then I will actually open the customer’s pussy.” “…With what?” “Wouldn’t it be too wasteful to use a dildo?”

Yuris instantly understood what Max meant as he spoke with a subtle smile.

Yuris imagined it.

Imagining that large object actually entering her.

Her body heated up just from the thought.

“I, I see.”

But Yuris barely clung to the thread of reason and chose ‘no’ again.

She was here to experience defeat, not to do something like that.

‘I came to experience defeat. That’s right. Not to, not to have sex.’

This is just a wholesome video.

It was training.

Not a lewd act.

So, of course, there’s no need to lose her virginity.

-Time Extension (Existing 3 hours: Maximum 6 hours) -Please specify the desired time. (1 hour ~ 6 hours)

Yuris wrote down 3 hours, the time she originally enjoyed.

She didn’t have enough time to enjoy it for up to 6 hours.

After filling out all the items, Yuris handed the survey to Max.

“Have you completed it?” “Y, yes. It’s all done.”

Just filling out the list made Yuris’s heart pound with anticipation, and her lower body became wet.

If her pants were taken off now, her soaked panties would be revealed immediately.

“Then, take a quick shower. I’ll also leave the clothes you can wear while watching the fantasy video, so please put them on.”

Yuris followed Max’s instructions.

Loose, light purple clothes.

Seeing these clothes, her heart beat even faster at the thought that it was about to begin.

Gulp.

Ah, I want to be defeated quickly.

***

“A battlefield…”

It seemed she liked the previous defeat more than she thought.

The contents of the survey Yuris filled out were much richer than before.

-Being defeated by bandits and captured by them. It would be nice if I had no means to resist.

This was Yuris’s first answer to the survey she gave me.

And now the answer is.

-A battlefield, I hope it’s the Philipord Kingdom, once the Empire’s greatest enemy. I think the situation when communication with the enemy is impossible will emphasize the powerlessness a bit more. It doesn’t matter how I was defeated, but I hope I was captured by the enemies. It would be nice to see me sacrificing myself to save my subordinates. I hope to keep hearing the enemies’ laughter while I’m being defeated. At the same time, it would be nice if there were some people watching me being defeated miserably. The defeat should be explicit.

Her desires and wishes were all over it. Based on her previous experience, additional conditions were plastered all over it.

Who would have known that Yuris would express her desires so vulgarly?

Seeing that she still refers to humiliation and sex as defeat, I can feel that she is not yet completely honest with her desires, but this alone is good enough.

“It’s all thanks to the skills of a great illusion magician.”

I checked the magic circle one last time to set up the situation she wanted.

And Yuris, who had finished showering, came out wearing a light purple uniform.

“I, I’m ready.”

I guided her, who was speaking with a voice full of anticipation, to the center of the magic circle.

And her ‘defeat’ began.

***

It was a familiar tent.

The headquarters tent she used whenever she went to the battlefield.

“Y, Yuris! It’s an enemy attack!”

The voice of a soldier in a panic.

There was a commotion outside.

It has begun.

Yuris tried to calm her trembling heart.