episode_0052

“Please hug me first.”

Yuria, taking a deep breath, walked towards me with her arms wide open.

“Do you not want to embrace me?”

Even though I would have embraced her right away, Yuria, who didn’t, looked at me with a slightly flushed face.

It was a look that said not to make her wait any longer.

“…I don’t want to harm Ian-nim. So please hug me quickly. If you don’t… I might do something in the future that I won’t be able to control.”

“Are you going to make me wait longer?”

As a threatening email with a sinister vibe flew into my eyes, I automatically pulled Yuria into my arms.

Fortunately, it seemed like she had momentarily set aside thoughts of killing me, and I could feel her trembling from the faintness of life and the careful shame as she faced my arms and legs.

“…”

She seemed angry.

The energy that had been flowing through the corridors suddenly disappeared.

Even though I was hugging her now, it was strange how easily I suppressed my emotions when considering Yuria’s jealousy.

“I don’t want to kill those whom you cherish.”

Whether she read my skeptical gaze or not, Yuria buried her face in my chest and said, “Ideally, I’d like to grab them all and throw them to a place where they can never return. I want to ensure that they never meet you again. I want to take various measures against your body, which is always with other women, but… wouldn’t that hurt? I hope you don’t suffer. I’m doing this solely for you. If it were someone else… this would never happen.”

“…”

“But, it’s happening too often.”

“So…?”

“I will take only a very slight measure from myself. It won’t hurt anyone, and no blood will be shed. It’s just that you’ll have to sacrifice a little.”

“…What is that?”

“It’s a leash. When the owner becomes my pet, everyone can spend happy times together.”

As soon as those words were spoken, without a chance to notice, Yuria put a leash around my neck and pulled the handle, making me look into her eyes with a grin.

Then, she briefly touched my chin with her finger, looked around with her bright red eyes, and rummaged through something in her arms.

“Oh, I suppose a little blood will be shed.”

…Something like a sinister whip-like shadow was in Yuria’s hand.

Good.

I hadn’t done anything to my body yet, and not killing the women around me might actually be the best treatment.

But I had momentarily forgotten something.

“Ian, what exactly is the relationship between you and that vampire?”

Rachel silently mouthed the words.

[The subject (*Rachel) is suspicious of you.]

[Rachel is beginning to doubt if Ian shares her taste.]

[Status: Has the master-slave relationship been reversed? No, it’s more like it’s been completely turned around. She’s deeply contemplating the thought that maybe Ian had such a submissive taste… She’s trying to change her impression of you. She’s feeling quite embarrassed inside.]

No,

That’s not my taste at all.

Why do these misunderstandings keep happening since my saintly days…!

“Y-Yuria? Even if that’s the case, we shouldn’t be doing this in the mansion.”

“…Master, I heard you enjoyed playing with that saintly girl. Of course, it would have been the opposite, but being on the receiving end has its own merits. And… it’s rather amusing. Every time I see my master squirming under me, I feel exhilaration throughout my body. It feels like getting pleasure only in a state of bloodsucking impulse. If I could, I’d like to spend months in the basement having such moments alone with you. Ah, you mustn’t escape.”

She grabbed Ian’s leash as he tried to slip away.

“Master should stay by my side for today… no, for this whole week.”

“…”

I do not want to kill my master. I am even afraid of seeing them sad.

So, just for today… no, every time such sins accumulate, I will do this every day. Otherwise, would you rather descend to the underground with your limbs cut off, even if only temporarily? I actually prefer it. Now my master has become a body that cannot die just by cutting off their limbs. So, I welcome it.

Ah, no. Just stay as you are… like this. At least until the end of this week… if not today…

Yes, until the end of this week. You will be led around by me with this leash today and tomorrow.

…Don’t make decisions on your own.

Rachel, who was about to say something, turned red as if her face would burst as soon as she heard Yuria’s words.

The passing saint who happened to hear the voice was the same.

Yuria lightly pulled Ian’s upper body and pursed her lips.

As if there were no right to resist Ian, it felt intense and oppressive.

“……….”

Yuria looked very excited.

Haa, haa, her face was so flushed that it was covered with memories all the way to the back of her ears. She continued to breathe heavily.

But it’s strange.

Usually, when this happens, it means the desire to ‘dominate’ has built up.

[ ?????Final Boss (*Yuria) is demanding extreme punishment from you! ]

[ ?????Final Boss (*Yuria) is eagerly anticipating your reaction. ]

[ If you do not immediately order ‘punishment’ and ‘submission’ to Final Boss (*Yuria), a dependent relationship will be established. ]

[ ?????Blood Emperor (EX) is activated. It is not right to be dominated! It strongly intervenes in your nature! ]

Even at a glance, the attitude of the status bar seems to show that it wants to provoke me.

…Now, should I attack Yuria?

No, at least punishment. Even if I call it punishment… what exactly is it? Even if I slap Yuria’s cheek now, the overwhelming difference would break my hand…

‘…Ah.’

For a moment, the memory of that night came to mind.

…Clearly,

the experience of staining Yuria’s white cheek bright red and hitting her.

…No way.

Nah, no way…

“…Master? Can I really be your pet forever?”

Yuria looked at me with a bright red gaze, panting heavily.

Just before the look that seemed to say, “Can I really play around as I please?” my hand moved automatically.

*Smack!*

“!!”

My rough touch struck the upper part of her skirt.

“Yuria.”

“Y-yes…”

“Lately, you’ve become too insolent. It used to be endearing and pure how you would tremble in front of humans, just giving a little blood and hugging them. Now you’re trying to take control of the leash?”

“I-I’m sorry…”

It was only then that Yuria, blushing deeply, spoke in a trembling voice that seemed somewhat satisfied.

I lightly loosened the leash and began to put it back on Yuria.

As she tried to resist, *smack* once again.

“Ah, ow!”

This time, I struck her G-cup breasts with the palm of my hand.

Her fully packed, massive breasts allowed me to enjoy their seductive texture from my fingertips to the very end.

…This isn’t my taste.

But maybe this is really my taste…!

Rachel and the saint’s mouths, who were witnessing this, remained agape without closing.

No, it’s not…!

[ The impression of you on the subject (Isabella) saint changes. ]

[ Status: Ian seems to have such a taste, and even requested ‘restraint’ from me as a pretext to lift the curse of the devil… ]

Damn it… No!!!

Internally screaming, I pulled Yuria’s leash forcefully.

“Tsk, tsk… Ahh… Master, you’re too rough…”

A submissive maid slave, obediently crawling on all fours. At least she wasn’t spewing out profanities or wielding a knife like earlier.

“Crawl like that, and from now on, you’re forbidden to be alone. As a slave, you should crawl into the room before the dew falls and undress. Doing that outside is disgraceful.”

“Ah, from now on, every night, come to me… s-serve me with your body…”

Have you forgotten that you were brought here as a sex slave? It’s only natural for you to serve your master with your body. You seem to lack even basic education. Come to my room right away.

“…Y-yes.”

Yuria momentarily seemed absent-minded, then shook her head with a joyful smile.

It was affirmative.

Rachel looked at me with a face that had already surpassed astonishment.

I feel the same way now.

Please, stop building up expectations.

I can’t handle Yuria every day…!

Stop it, am I crazy to want to see someone bleeding or their upper and lower body separated…?

However, contrary to such hopes.

Once again, my body, completely dominated by her power for a minute, continued to utter words and actions that I couldn’t control.

Once again, fitting perfectly into Yuria’s hand, I placed my arm around her waist and caressed her lower abdomen.

“Anyway, since we’re married, we should have a child quickly. Your body seems suitable for pregnancy, so come to my room every night without fail, as we discussed.”

Ah, um… yes, I, will. Yuria, with a deeply flushed face, smiled with satisfaction and nestled in my arms, trembling.

Then, tap, tap, tap, Ian unfastened the buttons on Yuria’s chest as he pleased.

No, is this really just a minute? Was it such a long time?

As Ian tried to put his hand inside his shirt right away, Yuria suddenly stopped him.

“N-no, not here.”

“It’s my desire. Don’t you have an obligation to serve me anywhere? Rather than crying because you’re laid out like a corpse.”

…Damn, what did I just say? Even though I muttered, Yuria’s excited gaze was far from ordinary.

She no longer resisted as he unbuttoned and removed each layer of clothing.

Truly, she was determined even in front of Rachel and the saint.

She released all her strength throughout her body and even the last bit of magic.

She simply returned to her senses, allowing his touch to linger on her eyes with a remarkably submissive attitude she had never shown before.

“Um, Master. Other… people… are watching. If it’s about getting pregnant…”

As if some last bit of embarrassment remained, Yuria weakly grasped Ian’s wrist as it moved downward and spoke.

However, with much less strength and vigor than before. It was an action that seemed to hope to be rejected.

Rather, like prey wagging its tail to provoke something inside me even more.

“You want to show that you can bear offspring. What’s wrong with that? Keep reciting what I’ve taught you.”

“…”

“Don’t like it?”

“…I, I’m just a pitiful… um, fe… sex processing… maid for your seed, Master.”

“Exactly.”

As he said that and stroked Yuria’s head.

The control shifted to her body.

Now, as if to do as she pleased.