Himeju

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Prologue: The Fairy Tale of the Evil Witch

Long, long ago, deep in the mountains lived an "evil witch" who posed a threat to the world.
A troubled king sent knights to vanquish her, but the witch cursed them. Many nations were helpless against the witch. A brave young man from a small village set out to defeat her.
His only advantage was his ability to "die instantly if he loses a bet."
He also possessed a body that "wouldn't die unless gambling," rendering the witch's magic ineffective. Finally, the witch was defeated.
As the witch perished in the flames, she cast a curse with a terrifying voice:
"I cast an eternal curse upon all kings and their descendants. In the end, you will all vanish from the world."
The king of the West suffered a curse that corroded his body.
The princess of the East was trapped in a curse that prevented her from dying.
Only the evil witch knew how to break the curse—
"There's no hope. This fairy tale is missing a prince on a white horse."
The woman finished speaking in a clear voice, like a crystal bowstring, and closed the book.
For decades, perhaps even centuries, this book, its cover emblazoned with the words "The Legend of the Evil Witch" in gold leaf,
sat before the woman holding it. She seemed to embody decades, even centuries, of melancholy, and sighed wearily.
Even with her somber expression, her beauty remained striking. Her long, dazzling golden hair and marble-like skin were breathtaking. Her lips, like rose quartz, were full and rounded, and even her melancholy gaze couldn't conceal her beautiful, topaz eyes. No, to truly describe her beauty, no amount of words could suffice. The phrase used to describe such a beauty throughout history has always been the same: "Beautiful as a princess."
"Ah, I can't keep talking to myself. No, no..."
she murmured, slowly rising to her feet. Her
enormous breasts swayed with each step. Her beauty was
like that of a saint untouched by defilement.
Her body, however, was the embodiment of "allure." Her breasts were so large that they couldn't be cupped in two hands.
Her waist, like an hourglass, stretched down to her beautiful legs. A man standing before a woman would surely be drawn to her beauty, then instinctively seduced by her fragrant body, struggling between respect and desire.
However, this is contingent on being able to appreciate her beauty.
She has always been alone.
And she will remain alone.
There's nothing to be sad about. After all, no one in this world can share her worries. Since she'll eventually leave anyway, it's better not to meet anyone in the first place. Encounters between people are less valuable than a cup of coffee or a donut to dispel melancholy—
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Chapter 1,

"Master, what's wrong?"
"She's alone again."
This is Vigulis Royal Academy.
This is a prestigious academy established by the Kingdom of Vigulis specifically to educate its royalty and nobility, founded hundreds of years ago. In the modern 21st century, it welcomes students from all over the world, but most students are still descendants of nobles, royal princesses, wealthy families… these second-generation rich with status and reputation. How did I end up in this foreign school…? However, I've already been here for three weeks. Beside me stood the prisoner who had brought me here—the head maid, Mika, a surprised glint in her eyes behind her glasses.
"In my opinion, she'd be a perfect match for you, Master?"
After she said this, I looked around; she was nowhere to be seen. Had she disappeared into the crowd…? I'd lost that princess again.
"Hey, I never said I was thinking about girls."
"Even without asking, I know you're thinking about girls."
The bespectacled maid said this, puffing out her ample bosom, exceeding 110 centimeters.
Her name was Mika. Her profession was head maid. She had some connection to my family—that was all I knew.
Not long ago, my parents suddenly passed away. Before I could recover from the shock, the maid brought me to the Kingdom of Vigulis.
My father was a magician, and my mother was his assistant, but she died in a failed escape magic performance. The person who appeared now was Mika. She explained that my family had a deep connection to this country, being descendants of a former royal family. Therefore, as the heir to the Kongo family, I had to learn everything about royalty at this prestigious royal school. Although I didn't understand much, and was essentially being led by the nose by Mika, it's true that she helped me get back on my feet after my sadness. For me, a lonely person, Mika, this maid who suddenly became closer to me, was already a reassuring presence.
"You were right. That was a blonde girl. She was walking around there just now."
"Even so, princess-like blonde beauties aren't uncommon in this academy."
Mika replied, and I could only remain silent. What stunned me was the mysterious beauty I sometimes saw in this academy. Beautiful blonde hair, snow-white skin, exactly like a princess from a fairy tale.
However, as Mika just said, "princess-like blonde beauties" aren't rare here.
After all, this is a prestigious academy that educates the descendants of nobles and royalty. You could greet any female student you randomly, and she might very well be a princess from some country. Although my impression of that beautiful girl was "love at first sight, a princess among princesses," even if Mika was a gossip, she probably couldn't find out such vague information.
"King Kong!"
came a lively voice. In an academy filled with princesses and young ladies, this girl with such a loud, unrestrained voice and confident stride was a rare sight. I looked in the direction of the voice—
"Yo, General, your drill is perfect today too."
"Don't you dare laugh at my hairstyle!"
Along with the reply came a world champion-level right straight punch. It aimed directly at my face, the drill-like strands of hair on either side arcing through the air down my waist. Having taken such a punch, I had no energy to appreciate this display; I could only squat down, pressing my nose.
"If you want to argue, then come at me! Don't underestimate the women of the Mikasa family!"
"So, someone who throws a straight punch without saying a word is considered a lady...?"
Hearing me say that, the girl looked at her fist for the first time, blinking her eyes. The cat-eared maid beside me saw this—
"What's wrong, Anzu?"
"I'll take care of it, I should. I'm always ready to support you, General."
The cat-eared maid coldly retorted, her expression unchanged. Hearing this, her mistress proudly puffed out her chest, her 100cm-sized breasts stretching her uniform so much that the buttons almost popped off.
"Besides, as long as Kongo doesn't call me 'General' or insult my hairstyle, I won't beat you up. A stinky boy who doesn't know how to treat a lady is nothing to fear!"
However, a General is a General; I can only call you General. Her
meticulously styled, beautiful curls and neat features were striking. She could rival a French doll—that's generally how you'd compliment a beautiful girl, but a doll wouldn't have her energy. More than an naive young lady, she was a girl perfectly suited for hearty laughter. "
General of the Sword"—that title couldn't be more fitting for her.
She was one of the few Japanese students at this academy. She was approachable, but in Japan, she probably wouldn't be so friendly. After all, she was the heiress of the top-tier company "Miken Foods." Her parents had transformed "Ramen Taisho," a small shop, into a renowned chain, becoming legendary figures on the world stage of conglomerate status. The name "Taishō" (Great General) was a title of respect for their achievements, but it still sounded rather harsh to a teenage girl.
"If Taisho were serious, she could take down Kongō in no time. This is just a greeting. No problem."
"Oh ho ho ho ho, that's right—Anne, don't call me Taisho."
Beside Miken, with a poker face, was a cat-eared maid. Calm, composed, and loyal to her master—that's how she appeared, but her overly obedient manner was somewhat intimidating.
Moreover, I called Miken "Taishō" because of Anne's influence. The other students called Miken "Princess." Since she was able to attend this school, she must be a descendant of some royal family. Thinking about it this way, her innate noble demeanor and her unusually large breasts, unlike those of Japanese women, could be explained.
Just then, another busty beauty appeared. With elegant steps, her 120cm breasts swayed as she walked over.
"Princess, Kongo-kun, you two are very kind today."
Hearing this, I reflexively lowered my head. The girl, seeing this, gave me an elegant smile.
"Please raise your head. There's no need to be so apprehensive in this academy."
"Ah, yes, Mary. Hahaha..."
My gaze was fixed on her Q-cup breasts that made my dress look like a bodysuit, which was why I was about to apologize, but Mary seemed to have misunderstood.
The busty beauty who greeted me with a warm smile was my classmate, Mary? Vigulis? von? Vigistiane. The legitimate princess of the Kingdom of Vigulis. If I were to get a criminal record for "the great disrespect of offending the princess's breasts," I would have no face to face my deceased parents. I tried to avert my gaze—
"Um, why are you turning your head away?"
Mary looked up at me with a surprised expression. Ahh, if he bends over like that to observe me, his cleavage, his upper breasts! My rationality instantly crumbled, and I desperately suppressed my desire.
"Ahh, Master is really doing this on purpose..."
"Young Miss, that's how King Kong sees the other person as a woman."
"Nooooooo..."
Three gazes were fixed on me. I couldn't help it! This is the instinct of adolescent boys! With such a delicious meat bun in front of me, I'd rather die than not look! The full cleavage that appeared on Mary's dress looked so elastic, so tender...!
"By the way, why did you wear a dress? Aren't you going to class?"
Only then did I notice that Mary wasn't wearing a uniform, but a very princess-style dress. A pure white dress that matched Mary perfectly—and the chest was completely open, revealing a large expanse of white breast flesh.
"Actually, I just went to my father's."
Afraid of being overheard, Mary lowered her voice.
"How is the King?"
"He's fine. He's alright today."
In the Kingdom of Vigulis, and in other countries, many things have been happening since the beginning.
Nobles and royalty have been having accidents one after another. Illness, accidents, or disappearances. This wasn't a recent occurrence; it's a disaster that has repeated itself many times throughout history. This is a well-known fact; I myself have seen related television reports several times while in Japan.
The current king of the Kingdom of Viguris, Mary's father, is also bedridden. "
This time, it's the current king who's been affected," some gossipy people speculated. Therefore, Mary had to be discreet when caring for her father.
I whispered to Mary, while Yujian looked at us with surprise. As the atmosphere became tense, Mika spoke up.
"Master, Princess Mary, it's almost time for class."
This wasn't the kind of voice that suggests a desire to be sexually harassed, but rather the voice of the "head maid" responsible for my care. It was Mika's concern. Hearing the reminder, the three of us hurried to the classroom.
Speaking of which, this academy was specifically established for the royal families of the Kingdom of Viguris and neighboring countries.
Moreover, this country was formed by the merger of East Viguris and West Viguris. Centuries ago, a queen established a special academy to educate the princesses of neighboring kingdoms—this is the prototype of the present-day Royal Academy. I've heard this story from my teachers many times, but to me it's just a technical term; I've heard it but haven't understood it. And my usual school life consists of reading and studying sacred texts, horseback riding, fencing, chess… things I've never learned before. I was originally a commoner, but now I'm a royal descendant; there's so much to remember.
However, what I find most strange is my royal lineage.
When I arrived in this country, I was treated as a long-lost descendant of royalty and received a warm welcome. Teachers and people alike treated me with great respect. I even had a private room at the school, though the school was originally an old castle. The room's floors were smooth marble, almost like mirrors, and the decorations were outrageously expensive. It made me feel very awkward.
“I still can’t accept it. Someday, Mika will tell me the reason I was brought here, right?”
I’d asked her this before, and Mika only ever replied, “When the time comes, I will definitely tell you.”
It sounded like there was some unspeakable secret, but I still believed her because it was Mika who told me.
She always seemed enigmatic, but I always felt she valued me highly. Now I was certain, so I could only wait for the “time” Mika spoke of.
After class, I returned to my room somewhere in the city.
I’d been here for a while, but this room still didn’t feel like “my own room.” It was too elegant, luxurious, and solemn, and there were even maids cleaning it. Someone must have come to tidy it up while I was in class today. The sheets were neatly made, and there wasn’t a speck of dust on the window frames or furniture.
In this luxurious and elegant room, there was a girl who stood even higher.
I didn’t know her name—but I’d seen her several times. Golden hair, as if light had been gathered up. Smooth skin, whiter than the marble floor. Lovely lips, reminiscent of red crystals on a specimen. Instead of constantly giving examples, the phrase "Your Highness" immediately popped into my head—a childish thought.
She swaggered along, seemingly completely ignoring me. I
'd thought I was dreaming, but the soft footsteps, the rustling of clothes, the faint fragrance—it was all real. Only when I stared at her did she finally turn around, frowning.
"Why are you observing me, you Japanese?"
"This is my room… What do you want?"
Her arrogant attitude would have been even more fitting in a formal dress. She possessed a natural, innate nobility that made me intimidated.
"…Is the effect over?"
The girl pondered, her hand on her chin.
Her worried expression was like that of a goddess statue. Staring at her profile was impolite, so I lowered my head and saw the enormous mound of her breasts. She wore a uniform, stretched taut by her over 100-centimeter-long chest. Her waist was as slender as an hourglass, and her legs were long… She possessed a goddess-like pure beauty and a voluptuous body that ignited desire in others; this contrasting duality of charm made it difficult for me to remain calm.
"This room is yours to use. The items have been added."
After saying this, the mysterious girl walked around the room, her gaze fixed on the refrigerator in the corner.
"That box is an eyesore. It's a desecration of this room that so many artists risked their lives to create."
The words were grand, but the criticism was accurate. This room, steeped in the imperial era, clashed completely with white appliances. However, I'm a modern person after all, so I just ignored the incongruity…
"Fine, leave the box there. But this arrangement is unacceptable."
"Even if you say that, the socket is right over there."
"No way. Move it from there."
"Don't be ridiculous. Do you know how much a refrigerator weighs?"
And what right do you have to discuss the furnishings of my room? But after being glared at by this strangely authoritative girl, I said nothing and opened the refrigerator door. If it's empty, I should be able to move it. Mika usually tidies up, but I still opened the refrigerator to check…
"What's this? Donuts?"
A box filled with Donuts. The mysterious beauty seemed to take everything for granted, opening the box and taking a donut directly.
"No drinks? And the donuts are ice cold... *bite*. "
The mysterious beauty took a bite of the donut. "If you have a problem with it, don't eat it. You want a drink, right? Uh, your name is..." "Altoldanti." The girl said in a silvery voice as I looked for a drink. "I've changed my mind. For the sake of this donut, the fridge can stay there. Next time, prepare drinks in advance." The girl glanced at me and turned away. "However, even if you prepare them, there should be a 'next time'..." Her blonde hair followed the girl's movements, tracing a slow spiral. After leaving a golden trail, the girl opened the door and left. Sure enough, she wasn't a phantom. No, she must be a phantom. Her appearance and attitude were far superior to those of modern people, and the conversation just now felt like a dream. "Altoldanti, is that it? An incredible girl." " One donut was taken from the box of donuts in front of me. What just happened wasn't a dream, nor a fantasy. Thinking about it makes my heart race. I am a descendant of royalty. Mika explained this carefully before and after I came to this country. But even though I listened, it still doesn't feel real. "You have the awareness of being a noble, right?" "Haha, how could I possibly have that~?" I remember being loudly scolded by the etiquette teacher after answering like that. There's nothing I can do about it. I'm not like my classmates who have been attending parties and ceremonies since they were old enough to understand. I've only been here for a month, and I haven't even remembered the etiquette and attitude yet. "However, if you don't behave well today, it will be very troublesome." After saying this, Mika unbuttoned my clothes. "Isn't that unnecessary? This is just a birthday party." "Today, the host is the main character, right? If you don't show the appropriate attitude, the host, Princess Mary, will also lose face. " " Mika knelt on the ground, letting my feet rest on her thighs. Then she respectfully removed my right and left boots. "But... it's just a birthday..." The head maid then grabbed my trousers and helped me unbuckle my belt. The window was open, and I could hear the sounds of fireworks, people's chatter, and the music from the theater troupe. Was this all to celebrate my birthday...? "It's not just a birthday. This is an important day for the royal family, and everyone takes it very seriously. Come on, take off your trousers, please lift your legs up." "Thank you... uh, wait." Mika's attitude was so natural that I didn't notice at all. When I came to my senses, I was only wearing my underwear. I can change my clothes myself! "You're saying that again! Serving my master is my honor! Precisely because it's today, I must fulfill my duty! Come, please let me help you take off your underwear. Don't worry, it's just helping my master change." "Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." Her eyes gleamed strangely behind her glasses, and Mika grabbed at the air with both hands. Once she got serious, I couldn't handle her at all. "Stop! Don't pull!" A scream rang out in the room, along with a pair of underwear flying into the air. With the full attention of a top-notch maid, I changed into a dress that matched my status— "Waaah... I'm all dirty..." "What are you disappointed about? To match this dress, please strike a dignified pose." "How could I possibly be dignified? I should say I'm even more terrified!" Even though I had only recently joined the royal family, I looked presentable in this dress. After the head maid helped me straighten my posture, I shook hands with the guests who were celebrating my birthday in the castle hall. "Come, Master, please say a few words to everyone." After the maid said this, she pointed to the TV wall. The camera was pointed at me. "This is a party for nobles to exchange feelings, and it's normal to celebrate a birthday on this kind of occasion." " That's what Mi Xiang said, but I've never experienced such a grand occasion. The entire student body—or rather, the entire staff—was gathered here, and it felt like I'd heard the same 'Happy Birthday' a lifetime ago. As a novice royal who's not used to big events, I felt exhausted. If Mi Xiang hadn't been there, I would have definitely embarrassed myself. 'Happy Birthday, King Kong.' Before me stood the host of this birthday party, the highest-ranking VIP of the Kingdom of Viguris. Her long, walnut-colored hair had beautiful curls, and her pure white dress was incredibly gorgeous, her cleavage looked incredibly soft. 'To throw such a grand party for me. How can I thank you…' I walked over, a little nervous. I changed my address from Princess Mary Viguris von Vigistiane of the Kingdom of Viguris to my classmate Mary. 'What's going on? I've never heard of anything this extravagant.'" “ I’d like to celebrate privately, but everyone said they wanted to join in the fun…” Mary is usually very friendly with me and knows my commoner nature. So she gave me a wry smile , feeling a little guilty. “I’m so glad everyone could send their blessings. Because the future of this country is uncertain.” “Ah, that curse…?” After saying that, I remembered the curse that plagued the nobles and royalty of the Kingdom of Vigulis. In Japan, it seemed like a fairy tale, but the students of this school were the nobles within the curse’s reach. I couldn’t ignore it. “It’s better to be lively than depressed. Let’s have a good time today.” “That won’t do. Please also try some of our country’s cuisine. I recommend this herb-roasted sausage.” Mary said, pointing to the sausages, bacon rolls, and various meat dishes on the table. There was also soup and a French savory pie. “Yes. The opening is over, enjoy yourselves. ” She flashed a professional smile and waved to the guests. After Mary left, the guests became much more polite. " Happy birthday. Could you come over and show your face? We'd love to hear some stories about Japan."

The first to speak to me were the young ladies of noble families. They seemed quite used to these occasions, dressed exquisitely and behaving with great elegance. If I were in Japan, I would definitely be captivated by their beauty, but having already seen the likes of Princess Mary, my opinion of them was somewhat lower. If they were lilies, then Mary was the finest marbled beef; putting lilies and marbled beef together, the latter's presence was undeniably stronger.
"King Kong! I've come to celebrate your birthday!"
At that moment, a classmate whose appearance was no less striking than Mary's appeared. If Mary was marbled beef, then this was Wagyu beef naked. Her breasts far exceeded Japanese standards, though not quite as large as Mary's, but her arms, legs, and waist were all very sculpted. In terms of sexiness, Mary had a slight edge, but this one had a curvaceous, model-level figure. And wearing a dress that revealed her chest made her even more alluring.
“Oh, Mitsurugi, it’s beautiful.”
“Are you making fun of me again! Even if it’s a birthday party, I can’t pretend I didn’t hear you…?”
Mitsurugi raised her fist, her right breast bouncing slightly. But after hearing what I said, she twitched unnaturally, her right fist freezing in mid-air…
“I’m not happy about saying things like that now. Hmph… Saying it’s beautiful… Hehehe.”
“If you’re not going to hit me, let’s eat together. This sausage is delicious.”
Looking at the table, another large plate of meat dishes was added.
So, there was a group of female guests nearby, chatting and enjoying their meal. Although Mary is a classmate, she is still the princess of this country. If the dishes she recommends are not replenished, it’s like losing face for the country… I think many people would think that. The maids must know that too, so they keep replenishing the dishes. Looking to the side, there’s a silver cart moving back and forth, with many plates of sausages on it…
“Hmm? Is this a service robot?… No, could it be…?”
Before I could figure out what was going on, the unmanned cart came towards me.
No, it looks empty, but there's actually a miniature maid two heads shorter than an adult behind her. Long silver hair, she looks like an adorable doll, pushing a cart with her body.
"Hmm~"
The miniature maid approaches the table, reaching out to remove an empty plate and replace it with a new one. Despite her small size, she does the same work as an adult…
"Mmm… such a cute maid!?"
A slightly out-of-control voice rang out. Who is it? Just as I thought this, Mary rushed over and squatted down next to the miniature maid.
"Wow~ she looks like a doll… want some candy?"
"…?"
Seeing the candy, the miniature maid tilted her head expressionlessly. This made Mary even more excited. Her usually calm demeanor had become very enthusiastic.
"She can't talk, which makes her even cuter! Jin, Jin Gang, can I touch her?"
"Huh? Touch her…?"
Mary was indeed the host of this party, but the service staff were all maids under Mika's supervision. I was Mika's "master."
"..."
I looked down and saw the miniature maid with her arms crossed in front of her chest, shaking her head. It was probably saying, "Don't get in my way."
"I don't quite understand, but it's better not to touch her."
"W-what...this indifferent reaction is so cute!"
Leaving the princess touched, the miniature maid put the empty platter behind her back and pushed the cart. I glanced to the side; Mika was carefully observing the miniature maid in the shadows.
"You've only just embarked on the maid's path. This path is long and arduous, you know, Ruriko..."
Ruriko, that's the miniature maid's name. Mika must have discovered her. Right, she said before, "We don't have enough staff, I want to hire another maid..."
"At least it has to be legal. I don't want to be called in by the police..."
It shouldn't be kidnapping, but thinking about how I was brought to this country, I couldn't shake my unease. I looked at Mika with some doubt.
"Wow...so small...and such slender legs...(swallows)"
The sexy princess beside me gave the miniature maid's back a passionate look.
After a round of greetings, the banquet began. The hall was bustling with people chatting and enjoying their meals. True to their noble birth, everyone was impeccably dressed and behaved with impeccable manners.
Then, a striking blonde beauty appeared.
"Ortoldian!?"
My surprised voice startled Mary and Mitsurugi, who widened their eyes.
"W-what's wrong?"
"I saw the girl I've been talking about. Over there!"
I said, pointing to the elegant blonde beauty. Her pure white dress, adorned with feathers and a shawl, radiated a dazzling brilliance, far surpassing any sense of innocence. Perhaps it was the beauty of the girl that made the dress stand out. Her blonde hair was more delicate than lace, her skin whiter than any glass gauze. Her beauty was so perfect that it made the dress even more dazzling.
"Isn't it normal for Princess Ortoldian to be here?"
"Yes, she is the lord of this city."
Unlike my surprised reaction, Mary and Mitsurugi remained calm.
The surrounding guests also showed little surprise. "Princess Ortoldian. You are as beautiful as ever today"—the guests offered this greeting, but it wasn't based on flattery. According to Mary, she is the lord of the city where Vigulis Academy is located. Therefore, the respectful greetings from others are quite normal. No, it's more that her beauty makes people involuntarily respectful. The men around her also seem excited.
"Aren't there any donuts? Is this banquet just for making noise?"
After looking at the various cakes and pastries on the table, Altodani sighed.
"They should have prepared donuts too."
I spoke up from the side, and the beautiful girl looked at me expressionlessly.
"Why?"
"Why?...Don't you like donuts?"
"That's not what I'm asking. Those Japanese from last time...why do you care about me?"
"...Is that a problem? I don't know much about the etiquette and manners of this kind of place."
After I answered, Altodani continued to look at me. Her previously somewhat dull yellow sapphire eyes now held a clear question.
"Master."
It was the excellent maid who interrupted at this moment.
“Princess Ortolodanti has also arrived. Excuse me for interrupting your conversation.”
“You know Ortolodanti?”
“Of course! More importantly, Master.”
“More importantly…”
A respectful yet rough exchange. Mika bowed to Ortolodanti, then ignored her and spoke directly to me.
“Please choose someone from today’s guests to dance with.”
“Huh? Dance with me!?”
“Master’s birthday party has so many guests that it has entered the realm of courtly social circles. Therefore, we must abide by the established rules.”
Even so, I’m still terrified. Me, a commoner Japanese, dancing? Don’t be ridiculous. I came to this school and learned some aristocratic knowledge and dance, but it was just basic stuff, not really useful.
“Just move your body to the rhythm, and you'll gradually get into it. Dancing is an important part of the banquet, but don't worry about how well you dance.”
“However, if I dance terribly, won't I embarrass my partner?”
Even if I protested, the atmosphere didn't allow me to escape. A band was set up in one corner of the hall, and guests began inviting dance partners. The crowd in the center of the hall dispersed, making room for dancing. Only the protagonist of the day remained—me—as I searched for a dance partner among the flowers. No matter how bad I was at dancing, I couldn't end things smoothly without joining the dance. If I asked Mary or Yujian, whom I usually associated with, they would probably agree. But I couldn't embarrass them—
“You are permitted to hold my hand.”
At this moment, the blonde city lord spoke up.
“Did you hear what I just said? It will embarrass you.”
“Appraisal and attention are dispensable to me… Heh, how about this, let's just consider it embarrassment together?”
She probably didn't mean any harm, did she? She looked at me with a somewhat oppressive smile. Her haughty attitude seemed innate, but I was now grateful for that confident demeanor.
"Would you like to dance with me, Altodanni?"
She couldn't possibly be unfamiliar with dancing. I awkwardly invited her in a Japanese style. "Sure," Altodanni replied with a haughty smile, taking my hand. She then pulled me to the center of the hall, where the prepared orchestra began to play.
All eyes were on us.
I was going to go for it. Recalling the dance steps I'd learned in class, my movements were stiff. I had to be careful not to step on her heels or her dress. I couldn't let the guests see how nervous I was, and I couldn't embarrass Altodanni…
"I don't feel any manly presence here."
"Wow, don't pull me!"
Another thing was that her body pressed tightly against mine, making me nervous. Being able to possess her beauty up close was incredibly exciting. Her fingers were like works of glass art. Her waist was so slender it seemed it would break at the slightest pressure; the warmth and softness I felt through her dress were so alluring.
Her body drew closer and closer; I could almost smell her breath.
I quickly looked around; no one seemed surprised. They all watched us jump around like lovers with nonchalant expressions.
"...Why is magic ineffective against you?"
At the center of my gaze, Altodani lowered her voice.
Confused, I stared at her blankly. "Magic"—I'd seen plenty of anime
about it… "It works on everyone else. What method did you use? Answer honestly."
Her topaz eyes were fixed on me.
She was about the same age as the other female students, yet possessed an air of authority and power. I felt overwhelmed, my expression tense, when Altodani's gaze suddenly relaxed, and she sighed.
"You sometimes watch me in the castle? What are you planning?"
"I'm sorry. It's because you're so beautiful; I can't help but stare."
"I don't understand."
Altodani frowned in surprise; even that expression was beautiful.
It sounded strange. A beautiful girl of this caliber, and the castle lord of the academy at that, would surely be the students' gossip topic. But no one in the classroom mentioned Altodani, and in this gathering, no one's attention was drawn to her.
It was as if she ignored Ortoldandi—
"But I can't tell you're lying. Are you really unaware? Or are you a fraud?"
"What's there to doubt? I've only known you for a short time, what's there to hide?"
"I understand, that's enough."
The music was still playing when Ortoldandi's body left. Then, ignoring the surrounding whispers, she looked straight at me. Even though she was looking up at me, her attitude had an inexplicable air of authority, making me feel like I was being scrutinized.
"Easterner, what's your name?"
"My name is Kongo. Kongo Meng."
"Kongo... sounds impressive. You can just call me 'boy'."
"What's the point of asking my name like that? Well then, I'll call you Orly too."
"Haha! Whatever you like."
Ortoldandi left a smile and turned to walk into the crowd.
Like a small boat breaking through the water, the crowd parted naturally, making way for her. At the same time, I felt all eyes on me. Even the guests who hadn't paid much attention to me before were now looking at me. Me, someone who couldn't even finish a single dance...
the appointed time had arrived.
Mika said this when I returned to my room after the birthday party. Her
usual easygoing tone was gone, replaced by a serious expression. That made me realize something. Finally, she had to explain why she brought me to this country.
"Master, do you know about the curse that circulates in this country?"
"Ah, the nobles and royalty have suffered misfortunes one after another. That's the curse, right?"
"As you said. This curse will also affect you, the master, who is a descendant of royalty."
Damn it—I wanted to reply, but I didn't. In Japan, it would sound like a third-rate story, but after coming to this country, I realized how serious it was. And now, I'm a victim myself, though I don't really feel it.
"To be precise, the curse begins today. The semen of your ancestors, generation after generation, cannot have the desired effect... a curse that prevents you from having descendants."
"What...!?"
That was all I could say. I knew the curse was no joke. I also knew I was a descendant of royalty. But this didn't make sense.
"If that's the case, how did my father and I come to be?"
"That's because you, Master, also inherited the blood of a witch."
"A witch...?"
"The witch is the source of all the disasters this country has suffered. Master knows about the strange events that have befallen the nobles of this country, right?"
"Ah, the Japanese news has reported on it too..."
"The source of the disasters is the witch's curse. The witch inflicts a powerful curse on the nobles and royalty, leaving it to their descendants, but also leaves them a way to escape the curse. Master's family has the blood of both the cursed and the cursed."
"Because it happened so long ago, we can't guess what the witch was thinking. All I can do is tell you the truth. Did you receive a pretty little bottle from your father before?"
I swallowed hard. I subconsciously touched the bottle in my pocket.
It was a birthday present from my parents every year. "This bottle will protect you one day"—after saying that, I treated the bottle like a talisman, always carrying it with me. After my parents passed away, it felt like a keepsake they left behind. Because I was too heartbroken, I didn't tell anyone, and of course, I didn't mention it to Mika...
"Master is a descendant of the witch clan. In order to prevent the witch's bloodline from being broken, our clan will always serve the descendants of witches. In order to pass on the method of using the little bottle, which is the only power that can fight against the seven-hundred-year curse."
"So, using this bottle can also save Mary's father?"
"Perhaps. But..."
"Well? Speak your mind."
“My master’s father used this little bottle to break the curse, and then it lost its power. This little bottle can probably only be used once. And, according to my investigation, this is the last one. I don’t know how to make a copy of the same bottle.”
“So, many people in the country are cursed, but I’m the only one who can be saved? It’s really…”
“You don’t believe me?”
I didn’t know how to answer that question. Mika’s expression was very serious. But magic, curses, witches, little bottles to break curses… there were too many things beyond common sense.
“I understand. Then, letting you actually see the power of the little bottle is the most effective way.”
“That is, actually breaking the curse?”
“No, we need to do some preparations before that. Using this little bottle, we need to refine holy water with the power to break curses.”
“Hmm. Tell me how.”
“I understand. Then…”
After saying that, Mika’s voluptuous body leaned against me. She usually liked to seduce people, but now she was hugging me, her breasts pressed against me, her face so close that her breath was spraying on me…
“Wow, what, what are you doing!?”
“I told you, I need to refine holy water to break curses.”
Mika’s eyes behind her glasses sparkled.
“The fluid secreted during sexual intercourse by those under the curse is the raw material for holy water. In your case, Master, it's prostatic fluid and semen. Try to fill this little bottle!”
“Wait, I'm asking this very seriously! And you're saying such stupid things…”
“Do I look like I'm joking…?”
This expression made my heart race unconsciously. She was the closest woman to me since I came to this country. So, I knew how serious she was. Her eyes shone with genuine sincerity, and my breasts vibrated with a much faster heartbeat.
“Since it's not a joke, it's even more unacceptable. This kind of thing should be done with someone you like. To break the curse, you have to sleep with someone…”
“I'm very happy, you know?”
Mika looked at me. Her expression was serious, without her usual playful older sister demeanor; it was an unpretentious expression.
“There's nothing more joyful than being able to offer this body to Master. Just once, can you hug me, the maid who has always loved Master…?”
Being looked at by those fiery eyes made me realize once again just how charming Mika was. Smooth skin. Beautiful phoenix eyes. Her full lips, dry from nervousness, were tinged with a hint of dryness. The way she licked them with her tongue to moisten them looked incredibly sexy.
"Please… leave it to me first…"
Mika said shyly, lowering her head as she began to unbutton her clothes.
She removed her apron, revealing snow-white skin she rarely saw. Then she took off her white bra, and her breasts, exceeding 110 centimeters in length, sprang out. The flesh that had been contained within the bra now appeared even heavier. Her cute belly button, hourglass waist, the curves of her lower abdomen, and the slit leading to her inner body were all displayed before my eyes. Seeing a woman's naked body up close for the first time was far more shocking than any adult book or pornographic film.
"May I help Master undress…?"
Mika asked, and before I could answer, she began to undress me. Even though she was taking the initiative, her fingers trembled, and her voice was somewhat stiff. With stiff movements, she undressed me completely in one go, then looked over as if suddenly remembering something.
"Oh dear, I'm so rude, I lost control and didn't wait for Master's response…"
Mika said, shrugging her shoulders. Her breasts were held between her wrists, creating a deep cleavage.
"Surprising. I thought Mika was experienced, a veteran."
"You guessed wrong. I've never let any man other than Master touch my body."
"This... you mean...?"
Hearing this made my penis twitch.
Seeing my overly honest reaction, Mika leaned closer, completely naked. Her breasts pressed against my chest, her legs wrapped around mine, and her hands touched my penis—
"Master seemed pleased to hear I'm still a virgin. Luckily, I've protected my chastity until today."
I couldn't speak, but my lower body answered for me.
A woman's hands are so soft. My penis felt the smoothness of her palms, and her fingertips were so slender. After her palms touched me, Mika breathed heavily, her fingers curling up, gently pressing against the glans...
"Master, can you feel anything...?"
She must be very nervous, right? Mika's technique was stiff.
She was definitely a virgin. Although her technique was rough, her expression was very lewd. Serving me with her body—it seemed even she was intoxicated.
“Master’s excited expression is so cute, it made me forget my original purpose. Come on… don’t worry.”
After saying this, Mika asked me to lie on the bed.
We sat on the bed together, and she rubbed her body against me as if she were being coquettish.
Her soft breasts pressed against my chest. When I stroked her sweat-dampened breasts, Mika hummed.
Hearing this sound, I touched her a little harder this time.
Mika was sensitive to caresses. Usually, her expression was very calm, but now she was humming sexy sounds. This fact made me bolder. The breasts I felt in my palms were very soft, and my fingertips sank into them. I kneaded them like dough, and Mika breathed intermittently. This rough caress seemed to make her happy, her skin flushed, and her expression relaxed…
“Ah… my body is getting hot… ah, how could this be…”
I caught her body and lay her on the bed.
Mika was sweating all over, twisting her body, skin rubbing against skin. Fingers, skin, breasts, sound, breaths, expression—feeling the maid’s body up close, no matter where I touched, it was soft. Mika was stroking my penis.
"You seem to like it. You're leaking pre-ejaculate, aren't you? My hands and penis are all sticky..."
Mika said, lost in ecstasy, her body continuing to rub against mine. Her breasts were soft, her breath sweet, her skin wet. Her thighs had a heat different from sweat...
"The head maid's... uh..."
"Haa, yes, being able to touch my master makes me so happy... um, ah... my, my private parts are all wet."
"Wh-how can I be the only one embarrassed!"
I cried out in discomfort, then touched her private parts.
At first, it was a wet, liquid sensation. My hand then slid in, feeling the soft, swollen base of her thighs, and touched the straight cleft. My fingers traced the straight line, then pressed down, pushing the fingertips deeper into the cleft.
"Hoo, ahh...!?"
Mika's composure vanished. My fingertips were warm and wet. To be honest, it was almost like putting my hand in my mouth. My fingertips continued to probe inside the cleft, touching a small hole.
"It's so wet... what's this hole...?"
As I probed in, the mucous membrane stretched, swallowing my fingertip.
Instantly, Mika gasped. Her vagina continued to contract and relax, the rhythm matching her breathing, and I pressed my fingertip against the soft spot.
"Does it feel good to touch like this?"
"Yes... but, it can't be just me who feels good..."
My right hand, which had just gently caressed my penis, now rubbed it rapidly. Just like before, clear fluid seeped from the urethra, wetting the glans. As if trying to spread the pre-ejaculate, Mika pressed her finger down hard.
"Ah... Master's cock tastes stronger and stronger..."
Mika said intoxicatedly, her hands moving faster.
Following her rhythm, I also forcefully dug into her private parts with my fingers. One hand kneaded her breasts, the other caressed her virgin vulva... Mika sometimes seemed to be trying to hold back, her brows furrowed, and this uncomfortable expression was also very charming. Seeing her comfortable expression excited me.
"Ah... umm... don't hold back, you can ejaculate anytime..."
"What are you saying? The head maid is the one who's thoroughly wet from pleasure."
I wanted to continue being played with by her cock... I wanted to play with her... The opposite impulses battled within me. I dug into Mika's vulva. Mika was also excited, panting as she rubbed my cock.
"Ah, my glans is swelling. The semen accumulated in my cock is about to spurt out... I'll watch carefully, Master's ejaculation..."
My fingers became more and more forceful.
My cock swelled to its limit, my testicles throbbed with pain. My cock, which was about to ejaculate at any moment, was being rubbed forcefully by Mika...
"Gurgle...!"
It reached its limit. My waist jerked, and I arched my back.
Instinctively, I strained my entire body, squeezing her breasts tightly.
Mika frowned instantly—but the pain seemed to please her, her expression relaxing. My penis throbbed in her hand, ejaculating.
"Ah... sticky, this is Master's scent... so smelly, yet addictive..."
After ejaculating, Mika licked her semen-covered fingertips.
"How is it? Getting used to a woman's body?"
"How could I? I feel even more confused..."
"No. Master must mate with many women."
"Many... what do you mean?" "
To refine a bottle of holy water, one or two encounters aren't enough. Master must embrace women every night, diligently collecting juice!"
My body, still warm, was straddled by Mika.
The moment her legs parted, I instinctively stared. Her private parts were soaking wet, glistening. That must be the reaction to my caresses... The thought alone felt good, and my penis hardened again.
"Ah... I feel Master's gaze..."
Mika's voice trembled. She straddled my thighs and rubbed my penis against my skin.
But her technique was stiff.
"Are you nervous...?"
"It's embarrassing... but please don't worry, just enjoy it."
Mika lifted her hips, positioning her entrance at the tip of my penis.
Her wet, juicy vagina pressed against my penis, which had just ejaculated. The first time I felt this, my waist trembled.
"Master, there will be even better experiences in the future. There will be princesses more suitable for you, more beautiful than me."
"Don't say that. It's like I'm sacrificing myself..."
"Master doesn't seem to understand yet. Ever since I fell in love with you at first sight, I've been waiting for this day to offer my body to you..." I
felt heat at the tip of my penis.
This heat, combined with the touch of her wet, juicy flesh, spread throughout my penis.
Seeing Mika press her waist down, she frowned in discomfort.
"Like this... use Master's penis to make me a woman...?"
She was usually a poised and elegant woman, but now she was very serious.
“It’s me, please guide me…”
I replied, blushing. Mika’s previously uncomfortable expression softened, replaced by a gentle, girlish smile. Then… I felt my penis being squeezed. Her weight slowly pressed down, allowing my penis to penetrate deeper…
“Ahhh! Haa… inside me… Waaah…”
“So tight. Do you need my help…?”
“No, I can’t back down now. Please let me fulfill my duty as head maid…”
Mika slowly pressed her waist down. When a third of my penis was swallowed, her body collapsed like a doll with broken strings. My penis scraped against Mika’s vagina, causing her body to convulse.
“A hot, hard sensation in my abdomen. Ahh, this is the pain of becoming the master’s possession. I’m so happy…”
Mika cried and laughed at the same time, lovingly touching her lower abdomen. Now my penis was inside. The intense feeling of fullness sent a surge of desire through my abdomen.
“So good…”
“Hehe… It’s only just gone in? Master, you must feel even more comfortable.”
After saying this, Mika began to sway her waist.
At the same time, my penis felt a friction and a pain-like sensation. This was the first time I experienced such intense pleasure within a woman's body, completely different from masturbation. The feeling of the mucous membranes gripping each other was wonderful. The feeling of the flesh folds wrapping around my penis was amazing. The soft, supple feeling of the vagina was unbearable. My entire penis was clamped down.
"Ah...ah...no, no...the entrance, the inside, the vagina, everything is rubbing against your penis...this feeling...it's addictive..."
Mika felt an unprecedented happiness. A lewd expression of pain, joy, and various thoughts appeared on her face. Her breasts bounced with the rhythm of her waist. Her abdomen trembled, she gasped, and sweated. With each insertion, hot fluid spurted from the point of contact. This posture, this sound, this fleshy flesh, offering everything to caress my penis. It felt so good, my penis ached. The urge to ejaculate reached its limit, and my testicles began to hurt.
"Ah, your penis is digging inside...ah, mmm...it's not a fantasy, it's real sex with my master..."
Hearing this intoxicated sound, my waist thrust upwards.
Hearing the sound of wet muscles colliding, Mika's eyes widened. She was surprised at first, but quickly a lewd smile spread across her face as she swayed her hips again. Following the rhythm of my thrusts, she twisted her waist as well. This was sex—I experienced it again. It made Mika feel good, and Mika made me feel good too. Searching for each other's erogenous zones, we swayed our hips, sometimes perfectly in sync, sending waves of pleasure through our teeth. On the other hand, it felt really good to have Mika serve me.
"Inside...it's filled up by Master...mmm...I can even hear Master's movements in my head..."
Mika was the same, shaking her head wildly with each penetration.
Almost there. Naturally, I quickened my thrusts, thump, thump, thump, rapidly pounding into her vagina. The erogenous zones around her cervix were stimulated, and the pleasure surged.
"Please, Master, just like that, shoot your semen inside...!"
Sensing the signs of ejaculation, Mika arched her back, pressing her abdomen down.
Her cervix pressed against my glans, twisting her waist, which felt incredibly good to me. Then, Mika's body began to convulse.
"Ahhh...it's coming...the hot semen is shooting in..."
An unexpectedly large ejaculation. The moment the semen reached its deepest point, Mika's body arched backward. I grabbed her body and ejaculated all my semen inside her. Each tremor of my penis released semen, filling her vagina.
"Mmm...you really shot a lot..."
Mika, having received all the semen, collapsed.
Her breasts pressed against my body, skin to skin. Such an alluring body, yet I felt no excitement. Only utter exhaustion. I liked Mika even more now.
"Mmm...how does it feel, Master..."
"...More pleasurable than I imagined, but..."
Mika was covered in sweat, her hair sticking to her cheeks. Her lips parted.
"Your expression is so lewd."
“This is the expression of a woman. And her body is hot, she’s weak.”
Mika seemed to see through my shyness, revealing a teasing smile. But seeing her lewd expression, she still pressed her face against my shoulder. As if enjoying the afterglow, she took a few deep breaths.
That was it, time for the main event.
Mika spread her legs in an M shape on the bed, letting the semen inside her flow into the bottle. This position was very erotic; she should have been very shy, but she let me see it clearly. Just like when she had become a different person, as the afterglow of sex faded, she reverted to her usual perverted head maid.
Finally, the bottle was full of fluid, and Mika gave it to me. As
soon as I took it, the bottle full of semen emitted a blue glow. The semen turned into a transparent liquid…
“Is this… some kind of magic?”
The semen in the bottle instantly turned into a transparent liquid that only rose a few centimeters above the bottom of the bottle. I had heard a lot from my father, who was a magician, and I knew some of the related positions. But this kind of magic felt a lot like chemicals used in a chemical experiment.
"This is the holy water to break the curse. To break the curse, the holy water needs to fill the entire bottle."
"That's far too little. This is all I get after one session, how many times will I have to do it to fill it...?"
"That's because only Master can break the curse. If you sleep with the cursed princess, you can collect enough for two people. Master's sweat, saliva, and vaginal fluids during sex with the princess... please collect all of that 'princess juice' into this bottle!"
"Don't make it sound so simple... How am I supposed to ask the princess? To break the curse, please let me have my turn?"
"No problem. Master possesses an excellent symbol; women will definitely be captivated. Tomorrow in class, take off your pants in front of everyone..."
"Is the head maid trying to turn me into a pervert!?"
Mika quickly switched modes, and I immediately retorted.
I don't quite understand, but things are progressing. I still don't know what kind of situation I've been dragged into, but I can only do my best.

Chapter Two:

In short, I can only try my best now...
but because of my lack of understanding, I don't know what I should actually do. First, I should collect the juice to make holy water…
“Actually, I’m cursed. To break the curse, I have to do some lewd things with the princess to collect the juice. Can you help me? No problem, because of the curse, I’ve lost my fertility, so even if I ejaculate inside you, it won’t make you pregnant!”
Hopefully, a princess will agree to help!
Although I just graduated from virginity yesterday, I still have some rationality. Anyway, I need to figure out what witches, magic, and curses really are. Before taking action, I need to make judgments, and before making judgments, I need to accumulate knowledge.
“But, if I want to investigate witches, wouldn’t it be better to just buy some history books at the bookstore?”
“Instead of buying books, should I talk to Princess Mary first?”
“Mary? Is she familiar with magic?”
“In this country, witches are part of history. Princess Mary is very familiar with the history of this country, so she should be very interested.”
Following Mika’s advice, I went to the city’s library. Mary usually locks herself here to read when she has free time. " Deepening our relationship here, and if I could get the princess to help collect the juice, it would be killing two birds with one stone," the head maid said, her glasses gleaming strangely. But for me, it was a good idea.
"I've heard about the history of this country, the legends of witches, is that true?"
I asked. Mary blinked thoughtfully before answering.
"Yes. Hunting witches is an indispensable part of medieval European history. The Kingdom of Vigulis was founded based on witch events."
"Witches? A country created using magic...?"
"No, quite the opposite. The surrounding countries joined forces to defeat the witch who used evil magic, which was the foundation of the Kingdom of Vigulis... So, the 'legend of the evil witch' is a well-known story."
"What? Is it really just a fairy tale?"
"However, it seems this really happened. Um... wait a minute, I remember in this area..."
Mary seemed pleased to be talking about her favorite history, and began browsing the bookshelf, taking out a very old book.
“This is a record of a trial from seven hundred years ago, documenting the inquisitions conducted on the witch by the inquisitors.”
Mary pointed to a page covered in tiny, worm-like handwriting. I’ve tried my best to learn the language of this country, but I still can’t understand notes from seven hundred years ago.
I can only pick out a few words I can read: war, rising prices, disease, burning at the stake… single words like that.
“It says… the crimes of spreading disease and inciting war, the decision is to burn the witch. It’s written rather ambiguously.”
“Yes… but I believe this woman really was a witch.”
“How do you know?”
I asked, and Mary looked somewhat troubled. After thinking for a few seconds, she lowered her voice and said…
"Ever since the witch hunt, there have been disappearances and sudden deaths among royalty and nobles. The witch who was burned at the stake used some kind of power to take revenge on those who executed her..."
"I see, so this is witch magic."
"And there's something even more unbelievable... a curse or some kind of resentment. To my Japanese friend Kongou, this might seem like superstition, but this country truly has a curse. The witch's execution and the spread of the curse happened almost simultaneously. Naturally, one would assume a connection between the two."
This is a surreal topic.
However, I've personally experienced this surreal reality. Magic and curses really exist—that's the starting point. So, I can't just dismiss Mary's theories.
"But these things should be left to scholars to study. If we leave the curse unchecked, won't things gradually worsen?"
"Witches and magic are despised in this country. If others find out, they'll be ostracized, so no one wants to reveal this fact. Only when someone dies or goes missing will people realize that person is cursed."
"Ah... I guess so."
I recall Mary's demise. It's said that his illness was caused by a curse. There must be many people in this country who are in the same predicament. If that's the case…
“Since seven hundred years ago, the curse has been inherited by the descendants of nobles, and it's still the same today. Isn't Mary in great danger?”
“Th-this…”
Mary stammered, her gaze wavering. This made me realize how careless I had been. In this country, the curse is a taboo subject. I certainly couldn't ask about it directly.
“Sorry! I didn't ask, never mind!”
“No, no need to apologize…”
So it really is related to the curse, Mary shrank back and lowered her head. Her breasts were squeezed between her hands, causing her uniform to bulge.
“If you sleep with a cursed princess, you can collect enough juice for two people. The master's sweat, saliva, and love juice when making love with the princess… please collect all the 'hime juice' into this bottle!”
I remembered Mika's instructions from yesterday.
We interact normally at school, but Mary is, after all, a princess. This made me pay close attention to her.
“Sorry for taking up your time. If there are any more questions, I'll ask again.”
“No, no, I'm the one who didn't help…”
After thanking Mary, I left the library.
Based on Mary's explanation, two things became clear.
Witches have a deep connection to the history of this country, yet it's considered taboo, and few are willing to study it. It's essentially a "blank history."
"By the way, is she a witch too...?"
I thought of the blonde young lady I met a few days ago. I remembered her mentioning the word "magic." Why did she ask why magic was ineffective against me? At the time, I just thought it was strange, but now, thinking about it, there are many oddities.
No, I should say she mentioned magic too naturally.
Altodani is an exceptionally beautiful girl, and the lord of this city. Yet no one notices her. No one even notices her walking around school. Why didn't anyone look at her at her birthday party...?
As I walked along, lost in thought, I suddenly stopped.
Standing before me was the girl I had just been thinking about. She looked at me, giving me the expected smile.
"So you did notice me. At first, I wondered why... but once you think about it, it's simple: you're a modern witch, aren't you?"
The surrounding students seemed completely oblivious to her.
This fact convinced me. "Magic" is real. Using some incredible power to manipulate people's hearts...?
"Isn't Altodani the modern witch? She must be using some kind of magic now!"
"You seem to have misunderstood something. I don't recall allowing you to ask questions."
A calm voice, yet with a terrifying authority.
A force beyond her years made me tense. Altodani seemed to be mocking her own naiveté, gently shaking her head.
"Don't be afraid of me. Boy, hand over the item to break the curse."
"What...?"
How did she know such a thing existed? I wanted to say that, but realizing my mistake, I quickly shut my mouth. This reaction made Altodani even more certain, and she walked over with a composed expression.
"I have no objection to what you and the maid want to do. However, if you want to hide anything, wait until you're outside the city."
"Wait. I don't believe in curses..."
"I have no interest in what you're thinking. Just obediently offer it up. Simple, isn't it?"
She issued the order with composure. Truly the most powerful person in this city. And possessing incredible power. Without realizing it, I pulled out the small bottle—
the next instant, I turned and ran.
Escape first, figure out a plan later. Asking Mary and Mika for help is fine too. There's too much I don't know. Rather than obediently handing over the bottle, I'd rather run away and try to maintain the status quo.
"Heh...you want to defy me?"
I ignored whatever was behind me, just running was the priority. I went through the corridor, around several corners, and jumped four steps at a time to the courtyard. Then I'd just run out of the academy. Once outside, I'd contact Mika and think of a plan from "outside the city."
"Boy! You think you can escape?!"
Turning around, I saw Altodani glaring at me from a fourth-floor window.
How terrifying, but I'd better run. What happens later—as I thought this, Altodani did something unbelievable, jumping directly from the fourth-floor window.
"You're kidding!"
Long, golden hair gleaming, Altodani jumped down.
Bang! A loud sound followed.
Won't she die?
“Don’t worry.”
But Ortoldandi easily got up and dusted herself off.
“What? She’s alright… I thought someone was dead…!?”
“Without an immortal body, one would indeed die. Boy, this is your final ultimatum. Hand over the antidote.”
My legs went weak with fear. Immortality—Ortoldandi said that. Just what kind of powerful figure is this woman…?
“Please stop, Princess Ortoldandi. A witch’s artifact can only be used by a witch.”
A voice came from the side, making Ortoldandi stop.
It was Mika. Sweating and panting, she quickly ran over and stood between me and Ortoldandi.
“Only the master can use the antidote bottle. Even if Prince Altodandi gets her hands on it, it won't be effective.”
“This kid can use it? This stupid Japanese guy?”
“Haven't you noticed? Why does Prince Altodandi's magic only have no effect on the master? Think about this reason—”
Altodandi glared at Mika—
“Ha. This kid doesn't know anything. Laughable.”
But, Altodandi turned her head, her expression suddenly relaxed, and she turned and left.
Only after Altodandi's figure disappeared from sight did Mika and I breathe a sigh of relief.
“How scary… Is she a witch…?”
“No, Prince Altodandi is just a magician.”
Mika began to explain. People who don't have witch-level power but possess strange powers bestowed by witches—are magicians. Altodandi can use magic to manipulate the will of those around her. However, if the person takes overly unnatural actions, the magic will automatically fail. That's why Mika was able to appear to help.
"That's not all. She can also use magic to live forever."
"That's a witch's curse. Princess Altodanni has a body that can't die even if she wants to. So, in order to live among people, she must use magic to guard against their concern and curiosity."
"Is that so? Can her curse be lifted...?"
The investigation reveals just how immense the witch's curse's impact on this country is. Marie's father has fallen ill, while Altodanni is immortal.
Just how many people are cursed? Can using that little bottle help them?
Altodanni is immortal—
the successive misfortunes of nobles and royalty are strange, but immortality is such an old trope, even novelists can't write it anymore.
However, having witnessed it firsthand, one can't help but believe it.
"Witches, curses, magic—there must be a connection between these three. If we can solve one mystery, the other two will be easy.
After that, I went to the library every day.
Witches and curses are just common fairy tales in Japan. But in the Kingdom of Vigulis, curses really exist, and witch incidents are part of the country's history. Investigating the country's history and legends should be the fastest way.
"In the past, incomprehensible facts and events were seen as the work of demons. Magic and curses are also included in this part..."
Moreover, I often encountered Mary in the library. She's a princess, a beautiful girl, and has big breasts... I'm very grateful to be alone with her.
As expected of royalty, she knows more about the kingdom's history than the history teacher. I can directly ask her about witches.
"Magic is like a finishing move for me. Earthquakes, explosions, and the like. Could monsters turn into beautiful girls?"
"If such magic actually exists, there should be more records. But... hehe, what's with monsters turning into beautiful girls?"
"I was just thinking about it casually."
“Just thinking about it, you might guess the truth. The curse is a current crisis for this country. So, the kingdom doesn't really want to delve into events like witches and magic. That's why historical records are so limited…”
Mary answered my question easily. I
initially thought it would cause Mary trouble, but she seemed to really enjoy her after-school tutoring time. If she's interested in Japan, I'll talk to her about sushi, samurai, Akihabara, and the like. It's nice to see foreigners interested in their own country. And Mary is part of the royal family, so she must love her country more than anyone else.
“…………”
While we were chatting, another princess was quietly reading a book nearby.
Mary didn't notice her at all and was happy chatting with me. This made me realize the existence of “magic” even more.
Since that time she jumped out of the window, Altold has been appearing frequently.
Is it to monitor her? Or to figure out how to collect the juice? Although I don't understand, as long as she doesn't take the little bottle, we can get along peacefully.
“It's certain that there really were ‘witches’ in history, possessing some kind of special power. Although magic probably isn't as exaggerated as Kongo-kun described…”
Altold seemed to suddenly remember something, and her face moved closer. Then, she circled behind Mary—and
grabbed!
"Wow, that's so direct!?"
"What's wrong?"
Before me lay Mary's enormous breasts. Altodani's slender fingers began to knead them without hesitation. It felt like ten white fish were jumping on her breasts. Her 120cm Q-cup breasts were incredibly heavy; each bounce made the princess's voluptuous body sway from side to side. But Mary was completely oblivious to the sexual harassment and continued explaining history to me. Was this also magic used by Altodani…?
"Magic is amazing…"
"Is…?"
I stared at her breasts swaying up and down and side to side.
Mary looked at me with surprise.
Altodani, behind Mary, looked at me with a smug expression.
"I was wrong, I shouldn't have looked down on magic."
I said this, bowed my head, and said goodbye to Mary. After leaving the library, Altodani dragged me to a room in the city.
The room was furnished with very old furniture. I didn't know the value of antique furniture, but it was probably more expensive than the decorations in my room. This is Alto Dante's room...?
"Why are you apologizing? I don't understand."
"Can you teach me magic?"
"No."
Alto Dante refused immediately, looking at me with her cold, beautiful face.
"I didn't expect a witch to ask about magicians and magic. Do you really know nothing?"
It sounded more like frustration than inquiry.
Alto Dante could use magic, but she wasn't a witch. Rather, a witch had given her magical abilities, making her similar to a "magician." Generally, just being able to use magic was impressive, but Alto Dante seemed unhappy, which was different from what I expected. She seemed to have high hopes for me, the granddaughter of a witch, but I would only disappoint her.
"The magic in this country is really convenient. Why didn't it spread to the modern era?"
"Actually, people used to use magic in war and daily life. But the kings of all dynasties hated it and led the people to despise magic."
She said this expressionlessly, but this statement bothered me. Even Mary didn't know, so why could Alto Dante be so certain? Mary said that almost no historical records about magic had survived...?
"Whether you believe it or not is up to you. There's no evidence anyway. I'm just stating what I've seen."
"I understand, I understand."
Right, Altodani is "immortal," isn't she...
? "...How old is Altodani?"
"Seventeen years old, and eight hundred and ninety-six months."
"Eight hundred and ninety-six months... uh... seven hundred years old? How is that possible..."
"I've already said it. Whether you believe it or not is up to you."
After saying this, Altodani moved closer.
"Whether you believe it or not, the fact is that I can use magic. And, boy, I have a way to lift the curse."
Her breasts were slightly smaller than Marie's, but the cleavage in her dress was still white and tender. Pressing against me, I could feel Altodani's body heat, and I began to get excited.
"Since I have a way to lift the curse, I won't hesitate. I'll let you use my body."
Altodani pressed her body even closer.
Her full breasts seemed to be showing off how soft they were, squeezing against my body.
It was like a fairytale castle with a princess more beautiful than a doll. It was an almost surreal scene; Altold's breathing, body temperature, and soft body... were all so real.
"Wait, wait... you... you know about that little bottle..."
"Is there anything in this city that can be hidden from me?"
"No! Lifting the curse means going to bed, doesn't it?"
"You can sleep with a maid, but you can't have sex with me? That's rude enough to warrant execution."
It seemed she had discovered some truth.
After all, the palace was the source of conspiracies and rumors. As the city lord, it wasn't surprising that Altold knew. However, she even knew about the honey fragrance...
"Hmm... you're so rigid, even seduction didn't work..."
Altold suddenly released me.
The comfortable touch through her uniform disappeared. My eyes were fixed on her breasts—when I came to my senses, I found Altold looking at me calmly.
"What, you've reached your limit, haven't you?"
Altold sat on the bed, deliberately taking off her clothes. Her tightly bound breasts spilled out, revealing a snow-white abdomen that looked as if it had never seen the sun. Even her panties were off, exposing her pubic area with golden pubic hair.
"You can touch me if you want... If you don't hurry, I might change my mind."
Altoldiani was only wearing gloves and stockings. Her tender body, seventeen years and eighty-nine months old, twisted and turned.
"Let's put aside magic and curses for now. Don't you want to taste what I'm like?"
Altoldiani mocked, rolling on the bed, kicking her toes wildly... I stared intently. She must have seen through what I was thinking.
"Although I don't want to be used... there's no way out, so I might as well have a good time."
"Hehehe. It's alright. Enjoy my body as much as
you like." Altoldiani sat back down on the bed, waiting.
Rather than handing her body over to me, it seemed more like "Let me see your guts," which was her style. I hugged Altoldiani from behind, and when I grabbed her full breasts, she frowned slightly and moaned softly.
“Didn’t that maid teach you properly?”
“Are you uncomfortable?”
Altold’s displeased attitude made me a little anxious, but I continued to knead her breasts. My fingertips buried in her large, soft breasts… Every time I kneaded her breasts hard, Altold would hunch her shoulders.
“I can’t say I’m uncomfortable… but your roughness still makes me uneasy.”
Ortoldandi seemed so shy she was about to cry, turning her face away. A girl over seven hundred years old, so nervous she was like a virgin. It was quite endearing. As I gently stroked her breasts, Ortoldandi softly closed her eyes and began to moan.
"How is it? Comfortable?"
"You should learn to read the room. That's an inappropriate thing to say."
"I want you to feel good. Tell me how you like to be touched."
"You're truly shameless. I've never heard such a shameless request before,"
Ortoldandi said, gently closing her eyes. Her cheeks were flushed from my touching of her breasts, and her breathing quickened.
"The way you're touching me now isn't bad. Keep going like this. Be gentle, like you're touching a child."
Her expression was like surrendering her body to me. I gently, lightly, and carefully massaged her breasts. Although she surrendered her body to me, sometimes she would let out a soft moan. This sound made me even more uncomfortable, and my caresses naturally became more vigorous. What caught my attention more was the area where Oltto Dante's thighs were rubbing together...
"Ah... um..."
My fingers reached out, and Oltto Dante's brows furrowed.
I shouldn't touch her... but I shouldn't worry, my fingertips would get her love juice on them. The caresses I had just given her breasts must have stimulated her. I began to caress her private parts. Just like when I touched her breasts, gentle, light, careful, and bold.
"Isn't it too early to touch here? Hmm, ah... you're such a pervert. You started touching me without saying anything... ah, umm..."
Her skin was as white as snow, her cold beauty feigning calmness... but beneath the cold expression, passion began to emerge like underground water. Then I broke through the ice, making Oltto Dante gasp. Her subconscious moaning seemed to make her very unwilling, she bit her lip, which made me want to conquer her even more, my penis was so erect it hurt.
"Haa, umm...don't touch my private parts so hard...don't get too cocky."
"Just a little gentler? You can just say breasts and vagina."
"Um, ugh...why would I use such vulgar words...haa, haa..."
"Hearing Alttonian say those words makes me feel good, doesn't it? Please!"
I was so excited that I subconsciously touched her even harder. I gripped her sensitive spots tightly, and Alttonian arched her back, her shoulders and waist throbbing.
"You disgusting thing is sticking to me...I don't care what happens to your fingers next...haa...caress my...breasts and vagina..."
Alttonian said half-heartedly, but it still felt good to hear.
I used my fingers to penetrate this proud girl's vagina. My fingertips touched the warm nectar flowing from her private parts, my palms were wet. I started to caress her flesh, feeling it was soft, and suddenly my fingertips were swallowed.
“Boy… just in case, let me remind you, it’s normal to be captivated by my body, but don’t forget your original purpose.”
“To collect juice… right? But I’d rather we both be comfortable.”
As I pulled my finger out, the woman in my arms lost her strength and leaned against me.
Her skin flushed slightly. Gone was her elegant composure; Altodani’s lips parted, panting heavily. She narrowed her eyes, her two topaz-like pupils seeming to express something as she stared at me.
This lewd appearance made my lower body heat up. I wanted to continue touching Altodani. The distance between us was now only skin to skin. Altodani didn’t cover her wet private parts, looking at me with her glistening eyes; she must be thinking the same thing. Once I was sure of that, I quickly took off my pants.
“It looks… quite big…”
“Altodani is prettier, isn’t she?”
“Where are you looking… can’t you look at me? How rude.”
Who am I being compared to? —That’s what I thought for a moment. Having lived for seven hundred years and experienced countless things, she told me it was "quite big," which sounded hard to believe. But it still felt amazing.
I pinned Altoldiandi to the bed, spread her legs, and saw her private parts.
After the recent caresses, her pink petals glistened with moisture. Now she was a wanton flower capable of captivating countless men. Thinking this, I felt a little afraid. To prevent Altoldiandi from discovering, I pressed my penis against her entrance and used my weight to thrust in all at once.
"Haa, ahhh... ooh, mmm...!"
Even though she was already overflowing inside, her flesh still gripped my penis painfully. Separating the layers of flesh, this sensation was less like "insertion" and more like a "breakthrough." The most unexpected thing was Altoldiandi's reaction. The ecstatic expression on her face vanished, replaced by a pained look and trembling lips.
"Idiot, do you want to kill me?! It hurts so much... Waaaaah..."
"Huh...? Are you a virgin?!"
"Nonsense! Do you think I'm the kind of person who'd shake my ass at just anyone?"
"No, I didn't say that..."
Given her noble status and rich life experience, I assumed Alto Dante must have had countless sexual encounters. But the trembling girl before me was a girl suffering terribly from her first experience. I misunderstood... How much determination does it take for a seventeen-year-old girl with no male experience to give up her virginity?
"Waaaah... Hurry, hurry, pull this trembling thing out of my body!"
"Sorry, there's no other way." She
wouldn't hesitate to give up her body to break the curse—
that must have been calculated. But that's not the truth. To break the curse, she wouldn't hesitate to sacrifice her purity that she's protected until now... What a strong statement. It took eight, one hundred and ninety-six months to accumulate enough time to make such a decision...?
“If you stop now, won’t your virginity be wasted? Isn’t that what you wanted to achieve?”
I looked at her directly, but Altoldani turned her face away and sighed.
“I know… but you’re not allowed to cause me any more pain. Don’t panic, take it slow.”
Altoldani relaxed her body and lay on the bed.
I pressed down on her like that, my waist slowly swaying back and forth. Her vagina was completely wet, and my penis felt warm and cozy. The honey-like fluid gradually made our genitals familiar with each other.
“Mmm, it hurts… inside… it’s being stretched open by your penis…”
“You’re breathing too hard. Can’t you relax a little?”
“Don’t talk nonsense! Your body is being penetrated by something hard! You who leave behind sweet poems about love between men and women… bring them here to be executed immediately!”
Altoldani was in great pain.
Although she was seven hundred years old, her physical age was the same as her appearance of a seventeen-year-old. Despite being very mature, her skin was still very supple.
Her skin was smooth and tender, and the feel of her vagina was somewhat different from the honey-scented scent. The thick, voluptuous flesh was very elastic, while the inside was relatively stiff. These bumps, coated with love juice, pressed against my penis, the feeling of the granules sliding across its surface was incredibly pleasurable. Sometimes they would even touch the inside of the glans, the pleasure so
intense it made my lower back go numb. "Hmph... only you look so comfortable. Men really are all lewd creatures..."
"But, didn't you enjoy it just now too, Oltto Dante?"
"N-no, not at all. It was a bit easier than at the beginning."
The voice sounded uncomfortable—but because of the careful caresses, the expression was more relaxed compared to the moment of deflowering. With a gentle sway of the hips, Oltto Dante groaned.
It was uncomfortable—but this expression of distress began to tinge with a hint of pleasure.
I wanted to press myself against the girl before me, to thrust forcefully. Desperately suppressing this violent urge, I slowly swayed my hips. Altodanni seemed to prefer gentler treatment; I inserted my penis all the way in, slowly twisting my waist. My hips drew a large circle, stretching open her still stiff, voluptuous flesh. I expanded her virgin vagina, shaping it into the form of my penis.
"Gurgle, ooh...and...a little...numb...haa...haa..."
Continuing to probe inside her vagina, Altodanni's voice gradually relaxed, her pained expression softening with a hint of sensuality. Noticing this change, I focused on stimulating her most responsive areas. I inserted my entire penis, pressing the glans against the inner vaginal wall, slowly making piston-like movements, whirring, whirring...circling around the cervix.
"Ah! Hmm...haaaah...haaa, hmm gurgle! Huff, hmm...yaaa, ahaa...it's moving...rubbing against my vagina..."
Continuing to play with her voluptuous vagina, Altodanni's voice began to show a clear sensual response.
Was it because our bodies were perfectly matched? Or was her body particularly sensitive? The pleasure of having her uterus played with had surpassed the pain of deflowering, and she began to pant. Her body must be very excited. Breasts, cheeks, abdomen, wrists, thighs... no matter where I touched, she would twist her body, arch her back, and moan incessantly. This overly sensitive reaction excited me as well, and I began to thrust. Is that
enough?
I started to slowly move back and forth. Her honey-scented, lustful flesh was even softer than before, gripping my penis with great pleasure. I resisted this pressure by moving my hips, and Altodani shook her head and moaned.
"Mmm! Haa, ahhh! Guh, ooh, it's stretched open to the very inside... ah, ahhh, penis, no... haa, ooh ooh...!"
This gasp, which resembled a scream, made me move faster. With each thrust, her vagina became even wetter, and as my penis went in and out, her honey-scented fluid was squeezed out, leaving a wet stain on the sheets. Finally, I reached my limit, and my penis began to tremble…
“Haa, ahhh… penis, throbbing inside me… ugh… something… came out… filled me up…!?”
I hugged the woman's body tightly, pressing my waist against hers. Altoldiani, penetrated by my penis, trembled uncontrollably. When the long ejaculation ended, my penis was pulled out, and Altoldiani's waist slumped onto the bed, her vaginal opening open, the semen that had just been injected flowing out.
“Haa, ahhh… to use such filthy things to defile me…”
Altoldiani said bitterly, but her expression wasn't particularly disgusted, her voice as sweet as honey. This sight made my penis hard again.
“Hey… don't go too far, I just ejaculated, didn't I…?”
Altoldiani's voice was somewhat confused.
Her usual arrogant attitude had completely changed, making me even more excited. Altoldiani must be exhausted; she couldn't even sit up. I knelt before her, rubbing my penis against her body…
“Ah, ugh… Don’t touch my body with that stuff!”
Then I ejaculated a white parabola towards Altoldanti.
It was more than a second ejaculation. Semen sprayed onto her hair, which looked like it had been sculpted from gold, her skin like marble, her lips like rose quartz, and her topaz eyes lost focus.
Was she indulging in the feeling of losing her virginity? Or was she still savoring the afterglow? The seven-hundred-year-old princess, sprayed all over with semen, had an intoxicated expression and wandering gaze. She
could only enjoy this languid feeling for a moment.
Next, it was time to make the holy water to break the curse, the one she had exchanged for her purity. Altoldanti’s legs remained open. She inserted her fingers into her vagina, scooping out two portions of her bodily fluids. Was her cheek so red because she was too embarrassed? Or was she about to explode with anger…?
Finally, the bottle was filled with two portions of her bodily fluids, emitting the same blue light as yesterday, and the fluids changed. Love fluid, semen, virgin blood… these fluids slowly decreased, condensing into clear holy water.
“Phew… now it’s certain, that little shed is definitely a witch’s relic. But the fact that you can use it means you are indeed a witch.”
Altodani observed the entire process intently, pulling the sheet up to cover her chest.
“She’s called a witch, but I’m just a descendant; I don’t know magic.”
“You can use that bottle, right? That means you inherited the witch’s qualities and power. It’s just… you don’t know how to use it.”
Altodani’s voice softened.
She should acknowledge me now—thinking this, I felt a little uneasy. I picked up the bottle, feeling that there seemed to be more liquid.
“It seems like there’s more than yesterday. It turned into holy water before too, but the amount was much less.”
“Because both of us are cursed. Let’s turn the fluids for two into holy water. Then, what should you do with all this fluid?”
“Well, let’s put it in the refrigerator first, okay?”
I answered immediately, and Altodani looked me up and down.
"...You really are."
"Huh?"
"Never mind. This kind of idiot is easier to use. Although it's not exactly a virtue."
Altodani's expression remained unchanged as she looked at me.
Her eyes held a certain melancholy.
A melancholy princess—before I knew Altodani, I sometimes thought that when I saw her in the city. A genuine beauty, even with a touch of melancholy, is still beautiful...why?
But looking at her up close, I felt her worry again. A helpless expression, a sorrowful look as if facing an endless hell. Was she looking at me? Or was she looking through me at someone in the distance...?
After the birthday incident, my daily life became very hectic.
Classes remained the same, and after school, I studied about witches and curses in the library. No, there should be something more important than this…
“Master, would you like to try this flower?”
“I can’t eat it no matter how I look at it!”
“Is that so? It’s such a beautiful night, yet Master doesn’t want to find women to collect juice, and just wanders around by himself. Is this what they call a herbivore man?”
Mika suddenly appeared as we looked at the courtyard under the moonlight, speaking sarcastically.
“Can the head maid slander Master?”
“How annoying, calling it slander. If there are no women, I can be the one to collect juice.”
Yes, collecting juice is the most important thing right now.
This country must have magic and curses. I, on the other hand, have the means to break the curse. So I must do as much as possible, do it every day… Even if I know that, I can’t just take my pants off every time I see a woman, right? Although boys of this age are practically the embodiment of lust, they also possess an unnecessary innocence.
“If you want to pick flowers, you can choose other flowers. Master is a descendant of royalty, and the many flowers in the social circle are at your disposal.”
Listening to the suggestion, whether it was serious or a joke, we walked down the corridor at night.
Students and servants lived in the town, but few people ventured out at night. The sound of two people's footsteps echoed against the stone walls.
In the silence of the night, another voice rang out.
"Oh dear. Is that person really stealing food...?"
The voice came from the town's kitchen. Peeking inside, an unexpected scene unfolded. The princess of this country was grabbing an entire ham and stuffing it into her mouth.
"Bite, bite, bite! King Kong, what is this...!?"
"Calm down, Mary. Don't talk while you're eating."
Upon hearing this, Mary continued munching on her ham. After finishing the piece that had fallen onto her chest, she finally looked over hesitantly.
"King Kong! This is… um… goodnight!" "
…A princess who just picks up the meat and gnaws on it, how unusual."
"Waaah… you misunderstood!"
Completely different from her earlier munching on the ham, Mary was now on the verge of tears. Around her were a pile of empty plates.
"W-explain… please let me explain!"
"There shouldn't be any need…"
"Waaah… won't you even give me a chance…?"
Mary lowered her head, almost touching her chest. But after these past few days, I knew the reason for her strange behavior. The witch's curse that had plunged royalty and nobility into misfortune—Princess Mary of this country couldn't possibly escape it, could she?
"Calm down. There's no need to explain. I roughly know why Mary turned out this way."
After replying this, Mary looked up with a flushed face, almost crying.
The location changed to my room.
In the corner of the room, Honey Fragrance, looking completely nonchalant, had made us two cups of black tea.
On the table was honey-scented black tea with five sugar cubes. Mary drank it with some difficulty.
"So, it's because of a curse. Mary doesn't know what kind of curse it is. But it should be related to food, right?"
"Everyone saw us, so we can't keep being shy, right?... You're right."
Although Mary said that, she still felt very embarrassed. Mary seemed to have given up and began to explain intermittently. Mary's family was cursed so that no matter how much they ate, they would always be hungry. Her father ate so much that his stomach sagged to the ground. After the curse was discovered, the royal family was scorned by everyone. Mary also half-escaped, leaving the palace and coming to the academy—
"I feel like it's really hard. My curse is relatively mild."
"Huh? Kongou-kun is also cursed...? Yes, although his nationality is Japanese, he is a member of this country's clan..."
"I'm not like Mary, it's not so serious that it's life-threatening. It's just that I can't leave any offspring."
"Offspring...!? It's this kind of curse... That's too much!"
I was just joking. Mary's reaction was unexpected, and I felt genuine sympathy for her.
"No descendants! Such a desperate situation... wait a minute. Isn't the curse inherited from parents...?"
"My family, while cursed, seems to have also left behind a way to break the curse."
After saying this, I took out a small bottle and placed it on the table.
"A way to break the curse!? The royal family and nobles have spent hundreds of years without finding one!?"
The bottom of the small bottle contained only some clear holy water.
Mary's large breasts pressed against the table as she leaned forward to look at the bottle. Right, the holy water is an extract of semen and vaginal fluid—thinking about it made me feel ashamed.
Looking beside me, Mika's expression was calm, but she seemed somewhat unhappy. "Master, this small bottle isn't something you can just take out casually"—she probably held back those words. "However, if you take it all out, there's no way to change it," I gestured with my eyes. Mary believed me and confessed everything. I should return the favor.
"This is something left by my ancestors. I'm not just royalty, I also have witch blood. The method to break the curse has also been passed down through generations."
I drank some black tea and explained as clearly as possible. I am a descendant of a witch. As the culprit, the witch only left the method to break the curse to her descendants. Most people would be angry to hear that.
"A witch...? Is King Kong a descendant of a witch!?"
But Mary's reaction was different from what I expected.
"Wow... This is a historic moment. I never thought I would meet a descendant of a witch!"
Mary, who had been frowning, now showed a cheerful expression. Her voice, expression, and even her chest swayed as she looked back and forth between the small bottle and my face. This world made me very uncomfortable. I turned my head, but my eyes met those of Mika, who was staring at me.
"I won't blame Master for revealing the secret. This is actually a good opportunity! Please collect the juice quickly! There's such delicious flesh right in front of you!"
Mika wholeheartedly supported me, her gaze passionate. I gave in to the pressure and turned my head, looking again at Mary's sparkling eyes.
"I didn't expect you to believe me so easily."
"Kongo-kun has been very worried about my father's condition. So he wouldn't lie to me."
Mary shrank her shoulders shyly. Her breasts were squeezed out by her hands, making her cleavage more obvious.
"After coming to this academy, I've been thinking about whether I can help this country. I've been investigating witches and curses in the library every day. And the solution is actually in Kongo-kun's hands!"
"I don't know if I can meet your expectations. I'm not very clear about this little bottle myself. It might only be used once."
"Just the fact that there's a way to break the curse gives us hope. Is there anything I can do to help? I'll do my best if I can."
"So, does that mean you're willing to sleep with Master?"
The head maid, who had been waiting nearby, interrupted at this moment. "Master? You can take advantage of me however you want now?" She looked at the princess with a cunning gaze.
"Huh? Sleeping with someone is... you know... what men and women do in bed at the end of a relationship..."
"Even if you don't end up dating, you can still do it, right? Sexual intercourse."
"You're too direct, head maid!"
The princess was startled, grabbed her cup, took a sip of black tea, and then put the cup back on the table. Because of nervousness, her fingers trembled, and the teacup clattered against the table.
"Ah, um... the head maid is serious. To break the curse, we have to collect the juice while in bed and fill a whole bottle. I'm sorry to have you hear this..."
"N-no... this is a very precious explanation..."
"So, Princess Mary, can you go to bed with your master and help collect the juice?"
"Don't sexually harass the princess!"
I stopped Mika, who was looking excited, and looked at Mary. Saying something like this suddenly is very rude to the princess. But Mary's expression was serious, and she clenched her fist...
"I understand... I will help collect the juice too!"
"But... this involves going to bed, you know?"
"I've been thinking about what I can do for this country. Since there's a way to break the curse, I must help!"
Mary pressed her palm against her large breasts and finished speaking in one breath. But her courage seemed to have run out, and she lowered her head.
“Ah…but…if my charm as a woman isn’t enough, it might cause you trouble…”
“No, no…how could it not be enough…I should say I have more than enough charm…”
“You, you’re too kind! I’m clearly chubby…”
Mary panicked. Mika walked over and grabbed her breasts, which were almost popping open the buttons of her uniform.
“Ah!? W-wh-wh-wh…”
“Oh dear, it’s so warm and feels so good to touch…”
Then, the maid boldly sexually harassed the princess. Mary even forgot to complain and just kept writhing her body.
“Young women often admire the figures of runway models. But men prefer women who are comfortable to hold.”
“Comfortable to hold…”
“This voluptuousness is Princess Mary’s weapon. The proof is, please take a look…”
After saying this, Mika glanced at me.
Mary looked up and saw me staring intently at her body. Mary quickly turned her head away—but this shy gesture was too alluring, and I couldn’t look away.
“Such a shy look…this awkwardness is even more endearing. Master is also staring intently?”
Mary looked up at me again.
If I gave the order, Mika would certainly release Mary immediately. However, I couldn’t bring myself to ask her to let go. Mary’s body was too tempting. Seemingly sensing my thoughts, Mary lowered her head again, ceasing her resistance and allowing herself to be touched.
“It seems she’s prepared to give her body to Master. How touching, Princess Mary.”
Mika’s fingers became bolder. Mary’s breasts, as large as watermelons, were too big for a woman’s hands. Her fingertips slipped inside, while her other hand deftly removed Mary's uniform, taking off her top, unbuttoning her skirt, and unbuttoning her shirt, revealing her ample Q-cup breasts. Even her bra was removed, revealing her pink nipples, which Mika gently pinched.
"Ah!? Ah, haa... haa... woo woo woo... gurgle, huff, huff..."
"It got hard as I touched it. Everything else is so soft."
Mika's hand slid across her skin, from her breasts to her armpits, then her wrists.
"Moist, soft, like freshly made mochi."
"Don't, don't say that. I've always been concerned about this~"
"Men just love this kind of soft flesh. Look, Master is already..."
Mary looked up tremblingly, her gaze fixed on a certain point.
"Wow, wow wow wow... hard, bigger...!?"
"Hehe, that's right. Then that will enter Princess Mary's body."
After saying this, Mika slipped her hand inside Mary's panties. The fabric revealed the shape of fingers, and I touched along the crack...
"Hey... Mika's tone sounds like she's going to go all the way, are you really sure you can do it?"
I asked, rather tactlessly, when Mary was completely naked.
Mary looked up, somewhat surprised. She was panting, her eyes glazed. Her panties must be soaked...?
"To gain more knowledge of curses and magic... and if it can help King Kong, I don't care..."
"Don't joke around. Giving up your virginity for something like this..."
"Y-you misunderstood... I... want to do it... do you... hate chubby girls like me?"
Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz. After saying this, Mary seemed unable to hold back any longer, blushing and looking down.
"Master is so perverted. He actually made Princess Mary ask him to do this."
"I don't have such heavy tastes..."
"Because, the princess is already so wet, she'll climax in a little while, it would be too pitiful to leave her like this."
After saying this, Mika pulled down Mary's panties.
Just now, her private parts were being touched all over, and honey-like fluid flowed down her thighs and knees. Mary seemed to have no intention of hiding it, standing still with a flushed face. Mi Xiang took off the princess's panties and shirt, pulling the naked Mi Xiang onto the bed.
"Th-that... Jin Gang..."
Mary lay on the bed, looking at me timidly.
How much determination does it take for such a shy girl to want to expose her skin? Seeing this expression, I also took off my clothes. I grabbed the breasts that I had been admiring.
"Ah... Ms. Mi Xiang and Jin Gang, why... are you both touching the breasts... ah... um..."
"Because they are so attractive, it would be impolite not to touch them. They are softer and heavier than I imagined... They are wonderful, Mary!" With
a little pressure, my fingertips buried into the breasts. The skin of the breasts was caressed, sweat seeped out, and they sucked on my palm.
"Come on, Master, don't just touch the breasts, the lower part too..."
Mi Xiang interrupted.
“…This is considered shameful play, could you please go outside first?”
“Huh? Shouldn’t servants be by their masters’ side at times like this…?”
I protested, and Mary looked at me with surprise.
“We’re doing something erotic, and I’ve heard that servants should be there to witness things like this. Although it’s embarrassing…”
Mary said seriously. Mika looked smug and pushed up her glasses.
It seems I’m in the minority. I prepared myself, and as my penis pressed against the entrance of her vagina, the moist mucous membrane stuck to the glans.
Using my weight, I tore through Mary’s body.
“Ugh, ugh… gurgle… ha gurgle! Ugh! Ugh!”
My penis was clamped, and I felt a burning sensation. Mary’s vagina was very hot, and I could feel the heat reaching inside my penis. The passage to her uterus was very narrow, and I thrust my hips forward, and her honey-scented flesh wrapped around me.
“Come on, Master, please thrust harder! One, two! One, two!”
“Head maid, could you please shut up?”
After stopping the noisy head maid, I began to sway slowly.
I carefully pulled back, and Mary gasped, "Ah, ah..." My penis retreated to near the entrance, then pushed all the way in.
"Gurgle, ooh, ooh... mmm..."
"Does it... hurt a lot?"
"My body feels numb... I can feel... that inside my stomach..."
Mary frowned, looking like she was in pain, but she seemed more confused and shy.
"Don't be shy, I'll be gentle."
I continued, gently stroking Mary's hair and cheeks.
Mary's thighs were tense; she must be very nervous—but I've been with two women before, so I can now calmly observe her reactions. I continued thrusting while caressing her body, and eventually Mary's body slowly relaxed, her expression becoming more relaxed.
"Haa... ah, mmm... King Kong..."
Mary twisted her body, her breasts bouncing.
It seemed Mary had calmed down. I started thrusting again. I dug into her vaginal opening, pressed against her labia, and pounded against her cervix, enjoying Mary's body with my entire penis.
"Is it good?"
"Ooh... yes... ah, mmm!" "Mmm...so good, so comfortable..."
"So good. I feel like I'm being sucked in by Mary's vagina."
"That, that must be because of the vaginal contractions..."
"Mary's vagina is a big eater."
I still have ways to flirt, probably because I've slept with Honey and Alto Dante. Mary's expression became increasingly shy. She wasn't very resistant, though she covered her face with her hands, she was peeking at me through her fingers.
"So reactive on the first time, as expected of Princess Mary."
Honey seemed to have noticed too, and joined in the teasing.
Mmm...Mary groaned, her vagina tightening at the same time. She must have gotten used to the penis, her genitals became more moist, making it easier to rub. The soft labia also stuck to the penis.
“Ah…haa, um, ah! Ah, ooh… ooh…yaa, ahhh…!”
Each time I thrust deep inside, Mary let out a gasp that sounded like a scream.
“So good. Mary’s body is so soft and feels so good.”
“Ooh, ooh…so, please stop talking. I’m very sensitive about that.”
“I wasn’t talking about your lower abdomen and wrists…”
Mary’s face turned even redder after hearing that.
Her body was incredibly attractive, but for Mary, it was a source of insecurity and pressure. Each time I moved my hips, I could press against her soft abdomen and thighs. Just touching her full body was enough to make me feel good; I wanted to bury my head in her flesh. Every time I touched her breasts, Mary would shyly turn her head away, which was also very cute. I started to move faster, our bodies colliding with each other, and then—
“Ah, ya, no…King Kong, classmate…ah, it’s so hot…ooh…!”
My penis pounded wildly.
I ejaculated into Mary’s vagina, spraying every fold of flesh. With each twitch of the penis, Mary couldn't resist the stimulation; her hips throbbed, and her breasts swayed incessantly.
"Ah...ah, so much, so hot...and the taste is so strong...it's all inside me..."
Mary gasped after ejaculation.
After the afterglow subsided, she collected the fluid for the third time. The small bottle, containing two portions of fluid, emitted a bluish light, the two portions of bodily fluid turning into clear holy water.
"Wow, it really changed. Is this some kind of chemical reaction!?"
"I don't really understand. But it seems like this holy water needs to fill the entire bottle."
"I see. Not knowing the principle at all makes it feel even more magical."
Mary forgot she was still naked and focused intently on observing the holy water.
Although she had always studied witches and magic, this was probably the first time she had actually seen it.
The look in her eyes as she looked at the small bottle was innocent curiosity—and pure joy, full of spirit. She must have seen it as the hope for saving the country.
“As I said before, even if we use this little bottle, there’s no guarantee it will meet Mary’s expectations. My ancestors had this little bottle, which could break the curse, but we don’t know if it can be used on others. In short, we don’t know anything.”
“It doesn’t matter. Just having a way to break the curse is a great hope.”
Mary kept looking at the little bottle, then suddenly remembered something.
“Right, there’s a lot less inside. Just now the bottle was full… um… full of our juice…”
“After the juice turns into holy water, the amount decreases a lot. This amount is the result of three accumulations.”
“That means, to fill the whole bottle, we have to continue doing that kind of thing, once, twice, three times…”
Mary started to estimate the height of the holy water in the bottle. She counted, her brows furrowed, and she was about to cry…
“It’s, it’s okay! I’ll help no matter how many times!”
“Ah… thank you. But I’m very tired today, let’s talk about it tomorrow.”
After I answered like this, Mary finally felt relieved and covered herself with the sheet.
"The princess is very good at riding. Why?"
"Hehe. I just practice more than others."
"Do you even take care of the horse yourself?"
"That's interesting. Spending time taking care of the horse makes it obedient."
The female students chatted in the classroom.
The focus of their conversation was Mitsurugi. Although we were both Japanese, she was different from me and was very comfortable at this academy. She was very good at riding and dancing, and her demeanor was that of a standard nobleman. I was the only one in the class who called her "General."
However, there was something I cared about. "Princess"—that's what everyone called her.
If she was also a nobleman of this country, she might be cursed. Although she was one of the few Japanese, I often interacted with her after I transferred schools. If she also suffered misfortune, I wouldn't be able to stay out of it.
So, whenever I had time, I would observe her movements.
After observing for a while, I found that she was more popular than I had imagined. Many people confided their troubles to her, and the teachers often asked her to handle things. She herself was not very good at refusing, and she was always running around during breaks. Like a tuna that would die if it stopped, she was incredibly lively.
Now, she was surrounded by the equestrian club members.
While Mikasa excelled in various sports, practicing this phrase daily still provided valuable advice to the equestrian club members. They chatted with Mikasa.
"Well then, I
'll leave after school," she said, before leaving. It seemed she would go over and instruct them after school.
"Shogun, are you alright? It's better not to nod at everything you hear."
At that moment, the cat-eared maid approached. She took out capsules and a water bottle. Mikasa accepted them, swallowed several capsules, and then downed the rest with a sports drink.
"I'm fine. This is nothing. But I wasn't this busy last year..."
"It's alright. Your skin is still beautiful, Miss. You'll recover your energy after exercising."
"Yes. My training isn't enough... I've decided!"
It was precisely because she was so energetic that everyone dumped all the tasks on her.
This made me think.
Mikasa, practically the epitome of a healthy woman, was completely at odds with the image of capsules.
Could she be ill? Mary's father was lying in a hospital bed due to a curse. Should I confirm this with Mikasa herself? If only I was overthinking it…
“So, what did you want to see me about?”
After saying this, Mikasa looked around the room somewhat uneasily.
There were some things I needed to say; could we come to my room? —After I said this, Mikasa's composure vanished, and her expression became tense.
Sure enough, something's wrong, isn't it?
Suddenly thinking this, I shook my head. I only asked her to come over to confirm. It's better to ask clearly than to jump to conclusions.
“That's a strange question… Are you healthy right now?”
“Huh?”
“You took your medicine in class just now, didn't you? You're usually so energetic, so I'm quite surprised you have to take medicine.”
“Th-that… it has nothing to do with Kongo, right?”
She stammered, as if hiding something. She lowered her head, very restless, and upon closer inspection, her skin looked somewhat different.
“I just took some ordinary vitamin capsules.”
I hoped she would give some trivial answer. If only my worries were unfounded. But Mikasa was different from usual. Everyone's curse is different. Perhaps she was also troubled by the curse…?
"...You know, the nobles associated with this kingdom have been experiencing a series of inexplicable events, haven't they?"
As a friend, I asked directly, a hint of surprise on her face.
"This...I've seen it on TV..."
"The reason is the witch's curse."
Mikasa looked at me with astonishment. I slowly explained. The witch, the curse. My own curse. The things I investigate every day. And, the possibility that Mikasa might also be cursed.
"...Can you believe that?"
"Actually, it's not just me who's cursed. Mary is too."
"Princess Mary too?"
“But it hasn’t been made public. It would be great if you could help keep it a secret.”
“It’s hard to believe. But…”
Her words were somewhat mumbled.
That’s normal. It’s unlikely she’d suddenly believe it. But she should know how serious I am. Although she was skeptical, she didn’t immediately fire.
“Then, is there a way to lift this curse?”
“Huh?”
“It’s hard to believe… but Kongou is very serious. In that case, as a friend, I should help.”
That touched me deeply. It’s this kind of personality that makes her so trusted.
“There is a way to lift the curse. Use this little bottle.
” “Really? Then hurry up and use it!”
“No, a little bottle isn’t enough. To lift the curse, you have to do something lewd to collect the juice.”
Her eyes widened. She rolled her eyes as if pondering the meaning of her words, and finally stood up…
“Kongou, you were just playing me!”
Then she turned to leave.
“Wait! This is real! One wrong move and you could die! Your poor health might also be related to the curse…!” "
This..."
I grabbed her, and Mikasa stopped, looking troubled.
If she had the will, she could have shaken me off. But she didn't, so I must have hit a nerve.
"I want to help you. Please, trust me!"
"What, ah, eh!?" I hugged her tightly from behind, and Mikasa twisted her body in confusion.
But no fist came at her. Even if she didn't say it outright, she was cursed, wasn't she? As a friend, I couldn't pretend I didn't see it. Even if I had to force her, I had to find out...
"Wait, I'm not ready... ah..."
"It's okay, it'll be over soon!"
"King Kong! Wait, don't do this..."
I hugged Mikasa from behind, stroking her whole body.
Because she usually exercises, her shoulders and wrists were taut and elastic. Her body was throbbing like a wild deer.
"I won't do anything. I'll just squeeze out a little juice."
"You're already sexually harassing me! Being seen like this by King Kong... is so embarrassing...!"
Ignoring everything, I unbuttoned her shirt and pulled her skirt aside. She
was only wearing her underwear, standing motionless, seemingly fighting against shame, her knees trembling. But I had to force myself on her now. Even if it might make her feel ashamed, ignoring the curse would only make her more miserable later. I didn't want that to happen. So I let my inner demons run wild, playing with her body until she was wet.
"Huh? ...Your face is so red. Is this also because of the curse...?"
"No! It's okay, just let me go!" "
Yujian is getting weirder and weirder. Her skin is flushed, she's panting, and her knees and fingertips are trembling. Sometimes she'll turn her body to look at me, her eyes gleaming. I can't hesitate any longer. After making that judgment, I started to rub her breasts.
"Haa... Waaah... Th-like touching my breasts..."
she groaned, letting out annoying gasps.
Her body was very toned, but her breasts were unbelievably soft. Then I removed her bra, cupped them from below, and buried my entire palm inside. After a few rubs, Yujian's back twitched.
"I'm sorry, using this method... but I'm worried about you. So I need your juice!"
"Ah, ah, waaah... Calm down..."
"I'm serious. Trust me, let me touch you!" "
I spoke my true feelings."
Mikasa turned her body, glaring at me over her shoulder. I looked at her with sincere eyes. One second, two seconds…
"Don't… that look… it's too cunning…"
She resisted being touched on the genitals, twisting her body desperately. I pressed myself against her from behind, stimulating the small bumps on her vulva.
"Ah, ah, please… please… Kongou, wait… ah, ah…!"
The effect was there. Spending some time caressing her, making her body heat up, her most sensitive clitoris being touched, made her unable to resist. The body in my arms kept throbbing. I pressed her down firmly, continuing to caress her. Finally, Mikasa's body stiffened, suddenly arching backward.
"Haa, woo… no! Huff! Ahhhhh…!"
Mikasa's body convulsed, her private parts becoming even wetter.
She seemed unaware of what was happening, stunned and panting. Her body, which had been twisting just moments before, instantly collapsed.
"Haa… ahhh… Wh-what… what's going on…?"
"It's not over yet. " "Don't say anything, just let me touch you."
I supported her from behind and pulled out my penis.
Although it was to rescue Mikasa, seeing her have such an intense orgasm was still quite enjoyable. I pressed my penis against her private parts from behind and swayed back and forth like that.
"Liar... against my... huh? Could it be... my... penis..."
"My penis."
"Aaaaaah! What... what are you thinking!?"
"Whoa!? Don't move around. I'm not responsible if it goes in!"
Hearing that it might go in, Mikasa was indeed scared. To verify the curse, it had to go in and make her clitoris. Right now, it was just rubbing against the outside, which was considered borderline. Mikasa was in a lot of pain, and I was in so much pain that I felt like I was about to explode. But I still continued to rub my penis against her cleft.
"Ah! Waaaaah... it's shaking...! Don't... don't move!"
"Don't be afraid, it won't go in, it's just rubbing a few times, Mikasa!" “
No, that’s not the problem… Ah, gurgle… Waaah…”
Mikasa must be sensitive, her love juices flowed out, wetting my penis. Her thighs were muscular, tight and smooth. I really wanted to just insert it like that. The gap at the base of her thighs felt like it was made for my penis to rub against. The glans touched the vaginal opening, making a squelching sound.
“Ah! Hmm, no, gurgle… Waaah… It’s moving… Waaah…”
Her genitals made lewd sounds, and Mikasa twisted her body and panted. Her completely different appearance from in the classroom excited me and made me move faster…
“Ugh, haaah… Ah, um, Kongou… I, almost…”
“Don’t worry, I’m going to ejaculate!”
“Huh? …Ejaculate… Ah… Ya, ah, ah, gurgle ah ah ah…! ?”
Then, my penis trembled and spurted out a lot of semen.
Mikasa didn’t know what was happening for a moment, her eyes turning left and right. Finally, she found her private parts wet and slippery, and looked up blankly. I let go, and she sat on the ground in a daze.
“It’s over, relax a little.” "
I made Mikasa sit on the chair and spread her legs.
Sweat, vaginal fluid, semen… all the fluids were visible through her panties. I probed inside with my fingers, and Mikasa seemed to have no strength left to be shy, just panting, 'Ahhh, ahhh…'
I felt a little sorry for her, but ignoring the curse would be even worse. I transformed myself into a demon and put two portions of the fluids into a small bottle. The bottle emitted a bluish light—"
"Look, you really are cursed! This is the proof... Huh...?"
The glowing liquid slowly decreased.
Just like the first time I collected liquid with Mika. I remember collecting more liquid with Alto Dante and Marie before.
"...Hey, you're a nobleman related to this country, right?"
"Huh? My parents are Japanese."
"Then why did you come to this academy?" "
As the heir of the Mitsurugi family, I came to study at this world-renowned academy to cultivate my character."
"W-Because everyone treats you like a princess, right?"
"The name 'Mitsurugi Himeko' means 'princess' in Japanese, and my classmates find it very interesting... What's wrong with that?" "
Uh..." "Princess," is just a nickname given out for teasing...?
Hearing this explanation, my face instantly turned pale. I mistakenly thought she was a princess, and I also mistakenly thought she was cursed...
"I'm sorry, Mitsurugi."
"Huh? Why suddenly...?"
"My attack on you just now was a misunderstanding."
My face was pale, while Himeko blushed instantly. Shame and anger flushed her face, turning it a deep red like a demon's.
"You bastard, grit your teeth!"
Then, she received a world-class finishing right punch.
"Just now, I ran into Ms. Mitsurugi. She looked terrible during the day, but she's much better now."
A short while later, Mika entered
, beaming. Mika's voice was cheerful as she looked around the room. She noticed something strange and frowned. Because I, her master, wasn't wearing pants, my face was swollen like a shakuhachi.
"W-What happened, Master?"
"Nothing... How's Mitsurugi?"
"An told me that Ms. Mitsurugi ate too much ramen yesterday and had some bloating, but she's better now..."
"Eaten too much!?"
I jumped up. She was perfectly fine. But because my mind had been preoccupied with the curse these past few days... misunderstandings accumulated, leading to the out-of-control situation of attacking my classmate.
"Uh-what's wrong, Master?"
"We'll talk about it later. We need to find Mitsurugi first!"
"Please calm down. Please put on your pants first, and you need to apply some medicine."
Thank goodness, it wasn't a curse...
This is such an old trope in romantic comedies. Himeko must be furious after I just played with her body. I rushed over to apologize, but Anzu blocked me, so I had to go back to sleep.

Chapter 3, The Exam Decides the Outcome!

"We'll have a regular exam, and we'll settle this with a winner!"
A few days later, Himeko declared.
"Wait, so suddenly?"
"Not suddenly at all. I've been thinking these past few days about how to get revenge on the person who embarrassed me. Next exam, I'll show you that I'm better than you! If you lose to me, then..."
"Then, what will you do?"
"...Well, I'm still thinking. Anyway, let's have a competition!"
Himeko puffed out her chest smugly. That's normal, but the problem is the conditions. It's definitely some kind of punishment.
"Miss Mikage, what's wrong...?" "
The general's brain is basically a mix of muscles and a girlish heart. Although he's so angry he doesn't want to talk to Kongou, he can't stand it for more than three days. It seems so."
The bespectacled maid and the cat-eared maid commented on our conversation.
"So, you want to forgive your master but can't bring yourself to do it, so you're having a competition, right? Half of your brain is muscles, and the other half is a girl!"
"You two maids! Don't presume to analyze other people's mental states!"
I had no objection to the maids' rude comments, while Mikage took Anzu away.
I can relax now. Himeko doesn't seem too disappointed, and I can interact with her normally. If I saw her so heartbroken that she committed suicide, I'd have to pay with my life too.
"I can rest assured. Originally, even if I were expelled, I wouldn't be able to argue."
"Putting aside the competition, if your exam results are bad, you'll be expelled, right?"
"Really?"
"Yes. After all, this is a prestigious school, and we can't leave behind results that damage the school's reputation."
Mika's words plunged me back into darkness. I don't think my grades are bad, but it's tough to maintain average grades in schools in other countries. Plus, I've been spending a lot of time collecting juice and investigating the curse lately.
"That noisy little girl. Are all Japanese people like that?"
The person who interrupted was Altodani. She was quietly reading in the corner of the classroom, but seemed to have overheard our conversation. No one noticed her; that must be the effect of magic.
"It's my fault. Don't speak ill of her."
"Heh. You're unhappy to hear a woman who's been involved in physical intimacy being criticized? But your methods of collecting juice are almost criminal, aren't they?"
Altodani's smile was cold, whether she was serious or joking. Although she was being sarcastic, she was at least much closer than before. A princess weary of the world—that was my impression of her before.
"Is it really okay to be so carefree? I might collect all the juice without you knowing, and you'll lose your chance!"
"I don't have that kind of guts, kid. Otherwise, you wouldn't be so worried about hurting that little girl, would you?"
Altodani spoke with confidence. Those words just now—and that wasn't all. Perhaps she knows everything about my sexual harassment of Himeko. It was practically impossible to hide it from Altodani in this city.
"Anyway, you feel a sense of pointless responsibility towards me, don't you? This brat doesn't dare defy me. Perfect for my complete exploitation."
Haha, Altodani laughed heartily. It was an exaggeration, but I couldn't refute it. Actually, it couldn't be simply described as "collecting juice to break the curse." Her willingness to sacrifice her purity for the chance to break the curse showed me how strong she was.
"Using an exam as a competition... Well, if you win, I can reward you. There's a place in this city that stores witch relics. Want to see it?"
"There's such a place!? Why haven't you told me?"
"It's useless for an idiot who can't even do well on exams. You might even damage the things inside."
"Then, if I get good grades, can I go?"
Witches and magic are taboo in this country.
So there are almost no historical records or related materials. I don't know much about it, but everyone in the library, including Mary, said so, so it must be true.
But if it's a witch's relic or a fragment of a manuscript, that's a different story. The current investigation is just a shot in the arm, but it might be pointing in a direction. Everything depends on my exam results…
Anyway, time to start studying.
However, one person can't study much alone. History is the hardest subject. After all, back in Japan, European history was considered part of world history, and there wasn't much content on it. Of course, I've never heard of the Kingdom of Viguris, or the era when its capital was moved.
So, I've been having Mary tutor me every day lately. She's a top student, and she's probably happy that someone wants to listen to the history of this country.
"About seven hundred years ago, this kingdom was divided into east and west—"
Today's lesson was about witches, something I'd done some research on.
In the library, Altodanti, dressed in a gown, sat eating. Ever since she ate the pastries made by Mixiang, she'd praised the coffee au lait made by the bespectacled maid, saying, "It tastes quite good." It's rare for this arrogant princess to give feedback; she must really like it. Today's lesson was probably also about eating Mixiang's pastries.
"Eastern martial arts, Western wisdom. The two kings joined forces to expand their territories, frequently clashing with neighboring countries."
Mary didn't notice her and continued the lesson.
In medieval European land warfare, the Kingdom of Vigulis was an overwhelmingly powerful nation. However, a witch appeared. Anyone could use her magical artifacts, the war escalated, and the kingdom's economy suffered a major blow.
"Why would a witch do such a thing? It only makes the people suffer more."
"What could be the reason?... She was always seen as a villain. In the few remaining documents, the witch gave impoverished farmers tools to increase their harvests, and poor people tools to generate wealth. In fairy tales, this is always a good thing..."
"I see. It's good for those who receive help, but bad for the economy. If everyone has money, currency becomes worthless. However, such convenient tools will definitely cause chaos, as everyone knows..." "
That's because you, Kongo, are still receiving a modern education. Back then, apart from a portion of the nobles and royalty, no one in the kingdom could receive an education."
History and legend are intertwined. This is the history of the Kingdom of Vigulis in the late Middle Ages. Nobody wants to believe it. But the curse truly exists, so it can't be treated as a simple story. Moreover, magic is considered taboo in this country, and there isn't enough historical material to study it…
“And then, the great queen who hunted witches, made witches disappear from the world, and pulled this country out of chaos, was Her Majesty Altodanti.”
Mary exclaimed, pressing her large breasts.
Hearing the unexpected name, I was startled, but Altodanti remained nonchalant. A princess with the same name as an ancient queen was in this room; Mary wouldn't even find it strange.
“After the death of the King of the East, Her Majesty Altodanti, who declared herself queen, first educated the princesses of this country. This is said to be the prototype of the royal court classroom. It's a pity that no portrait of the queen was left, but I heard she was an unparalleled beauty admired not only by men but also by women… Ah… what a great queen…
A visionary woman who was the first to organize education in the medieval world and strive to develop women's rights… This is the great reputation that Queen Altodanti left in history. This happened seven hundred years ago; she must be talking about Altodanti, who loved donuts. I can't comment on her deeds, but I can certainly agree on the "peerless beauty" part.
"And then, what happened to Queen Altodani seven hundred years ago?"
"Because of the witch's curse, she left no heir and disappeared. Without descendants, the Eastern royal family became extinct. The Eastern Kingdom, without a royal family, was unified by the Western Kingdom, which is my ancestor, becoming the present-day Kingdom of Vigulis."
"Hmm...that's the history of the kingdom's origin..."
"Based on this, remember the history of medicine and agriculture up to the modern era. It's very interesting, isn't it?"
Mary loved explaining history, pulling out materials and reference books one after another. At this moment.
"Isn't it time for donuts yet~?"
The great Queen Altodani, seemingly bored to death, twirled the ends of her golden hair with her fingertips.
After the tutoring session, Mary returned to her room. Here remained the witch's descendants and the great queen from seven hundred years ago. It's the third day of tutoring; I should be able to pass the exam, right? Mary's teaching was simple and easy to understand, and as a boy, I wanted to show off my strengths to the girl. With a beautiful girl like Mary willing to attend class for me, I naturally have to study hard too.
"I've finally got a general idea. At least I won't fail, right?"
"Really... she's been working so hard in class and this is all she's got? The man who took my virginity is so useless, how pathetic."
"No, no. I have to beat her in the match against Mitsurugi, so I'll just get first place..."
"Haha! This is really interesting."
My boasting made Altodani laugh. Her eyes were like looking at a sulking student, her lips curving into a smile.
"If you can get first place in any subject... well, I'll let you do whatever you want with me."
"Damn, so condescending. You'll regret it later!"
I stepped on the carpet, remembering the lesson I had just finished.
The great Queen Altodani, who laid the foundation for the court's education, that's what Mary said. This queen must be Altodani. Perhaps that's why she cares so much about the academy. If she really only cared about gains and losses, she wouldn't have made all sorts of demands. " Just let me get to the witch's room quickly so I can focus on studying the witch and collecting the juice.
" "You're Queen Altoldian from seven hundred years ago, aren't you? You're not just great. Establishing schools to educate princesses, you were truly an excellent queen."
The world seven hundred years ago was completely different from now. But I've learned about this country's history; education has continued from seven hundred years ago to the present. Thinking about how long this girl has lived, I'm once again struck by her profound scheming.
"Altoldian was born in the witch's era, right? Hey, why did the witch target this country?"
"...Hmm?"
"If you can really torture the king with magic, then there's no need for curses; killing him directly with magic would be simpler, wouldn't it? The economic chaos is another example. If the witch is truly evil, wouldn't this method be too troublesome?"
This question seemed to pique Altoldian's interest, and she nodded, urging me to continue. It seems she cares more about the witch than her own historical reputation.
“But nobody seems surprised. Not even Marie, who’s so passionate about history. Could it be that, like Alto Dante, they used magic that no one would suspect?”
“That’s right. It’s a kind of magic that obscures the truth.”
“Why hide it?”
Hearing this, Alto Dante looked me over with interest.
“That was all a long time ago, what does it have to do with you living in the modern world?”
“I’m a descendant of witches, that’s why I got caught up in these troubles… But since only I can solve them, I have to try. So I need the relevant knowledge.”
“Haha! A young person who’s only lived a quarter of a century, you’re quite the talker.”
“It’s normal. Marie and Alto Dante are both examples; I’ve actually seen people around me cursed.”
Even as I answered, my voice grew softer and softer. Alto Dante probably just thought my determination wasn’t anything special. But the little bottle has the power to lift curses, and I want to help those who are cursed. That’s the truth. To achieve this, I don’t yet have enough knowledge and power.
“But what you just said wasn’t bad. It would have been better if you had chosen your words more carefully,”
Ortoldi said, walking towards me. Her porcelain-like wrist hooked around my neck. Silky hair brushed against my body. The sensation of lips touching lips—
"What...what are you doing?"
I instinctively stepped back, but before me was Oltto Dante's face, a teasing expression on her face, licking her lips. My heart raced at the thought of her kissing me just now.
"You looked pretty handsome, kid. A kiss for you, aren't you satisfied?"
"W-you...you startled me..."
"We've slept together, but haven't kissed yet, have we? Of course, there's no love between us. Even so, the purpose of collecting juice remains the same. Isn't that enough?"
Her lips, smooth as rose quartz, juicy as fruit, and vibrant as a flower, pressed against mine again.
The first sensation was the slightly moist touch of her lips.
My first kiss was stolen by a girl—I thought to myself, savoring the feel of her lips. But Oltto Dante didn't just kiss me; she pried open my lips, her tongue scraping against my teeth, wanting a deeper kiss.
“Now that I’m in the mood, you can kiss me however you want.
Kiss me all you want.” Altodanni’s lips parted, panting heavily. Their lips, still slick with saliva, were so sexy it was impossible to look away. The passionate kiss excited Altodanni too, her lips panting. Each breath she exhaled onto my nose sent shivers down my spine.
“What? Don’t you have the guts to kiss me first?”
Altodanni pressed her finger to her lips and flicked them.
The heat, the sweetness, the softness—just thinking about the pleasure I’d just experienced made my mouth water. Although it was a clear provocation, Altodanni’s lips were too alluring. I pressed my face against hers.
The sensation of touching something soft.
And so, mimicking her earlier action, my tongue slipped between her lips, and Altodanni obediently opened her teeth and extended her tongue.
“Mmm, ooh… mmm…”
Her occasional moans, brushing against my ear, felt incredibly good.
She must be enjoying it too—thinking this, I wanted to take it a step further. My tongue entwined with hers, sticking together like a slug.
"Ha, huff... um, umm... umm..."
Altoldian groaned. Her eyes were dazed, her breathing ragged, her hands clutching my back, scratching lightly. The little devil's expression from moments before vanished, fueling my desire to conquer. Then I offered her my saliva, which she readily swallowed...
"Ha, um... such a reckless kiss. So lacking in elegance."
Finally, Altoldian's face pulled away, "Ha..." she gasped for breath.
Her cheeks were flushed, and drool dripped from her lips, a rather awkward pose. Though she complained, it was clear she was also enjoying it.
"However, even though it was a reckless kiss, her expression of wanting me so much is quite amusing. Easily surrendering to my
charms." Altoldian looked like she couldn't take it anymore. This made me understand the meaning of "peerless beauty" once again. With the pride of a queen, the purity of a saint, and the wantonness of a harlot…
“Yes, because Oltto Dante is so sexy, I fell for her without even realizing it. Will it end after just a few kisses?”
“What do you want to do next? If you want it no matter what, I might consider it.”
How could I be a gentleman? Looking at the composed Oltto Dante, I went over and hugged her.
“A few kisses aren’t enough… how about we do some collecting juice?”
Then I continued kissing her. After my kisses on her lips lasted a while, Oltto Dante finally breathed heavily, lost in ecstasy.
“Really, you have no class at all. But it’s not bad. It seems I misunderstood you during that dance last time.”
Oltto Dante looked proud, but the pleasure of the kisses was obvious. Her eyes were watery, drool clung to her lips, her skirt was probably getting wet, and her knees were rubbing together beneath her dress.
“Yes. I must break the curse. I must fill the bottle with juice, no matter how hard or embarrassing it is.”
“You were so timid just now, but you’ve suddenly become a different person.”
I hugged the helpless-sounding Altoldian and took off her dress.
Although Altoldian’s body moved around, she didn’t resist much, even seeming to enjoy my initiative.
Before me was Altoldian’s naked body. The saliva we had just exchanged flowed down her chin to her neck, leaving a shimmering, transparent line. Her chest rose and fell with her breath, and looking further down, the few golden pubic hairs seemed a little damp. Was this the afterglow of the kiss? Or was it the expectation in her heart?
“That’s why I say young men are impatient. They only think about women.”
Altoldian teased, making a struggling gesture.
I hugged her tightly from behind. I felt the fleshy touch of her breasts swallowing my fingers in my palm. I kneaded and rubbed, ah, ah… Altoldian moaned, her back throbbing.
"So, you're too impatient..."
"You're on fire, it's alright. Isn't Ortoldandi looking forward to it too?"
The girl maintained her proud attitude, which only excited me more. After all, she's lived for seven hundred years, so I should show her respect, and listening to her should be the right thing to do. However, lust is a man's instinct, and I wanted to hold her tightly and conquer this elegant girl.
My hand moved down, along her navel to her pelvis, and I felt the cleft. My fingers went in, and her labia flowed with honey. I had spent time kissing her, so she must be wet inside. I inserted my fingers and pressed on her still stiff flesh. Her vagina seemed to want more caresses, sucking on my fingers.
"Look, your little hole has experienced a man's love, and you want me to put it in quickly."
"What... boy, you...!"
The unexpected counterattack made Ortoldandi's eyes widen. The counterattack was very effective, wasn't it? Her gaze darted around, but I didn't give her a chance to calm down. I thrust my penis in from behind in one go.
"Ah, ah, ah ah... ooh, ah ah ah, um..."
In an instant, seven hundred years of history and the city lord's power vanished, and Altodani screamed obediently.
As if embarrassed by her appearance, Altodani bit her little finger. This action was too cute, so I thrust in even harder.
"Idiot... my vagina... doesn't want your cock... um!"
"Isn't it already very tight?"
"That, that's... haa... because... your cock is too thick... ah..."
Altodani pretended to be strong, but her vagina warmly welcomed the cock. The folds of flesh sucked on the glans, and I resisted by swaying my hips, which felt amazing. The concave and convex parts of the folds scraped against the inside of the glans, and my whole waist went numb.
"Such a shameless twisting of the waist... ah... ha, ooh, gurgle..."
Her vagina must be feeling a lot of pleasure, and Altodani's elegant mask fell away. Even though her mouth complained, her throat sounded like it had drunk honey, and her voice was so sweet it was terrifying. She kept her head down, trying to hide her feelings, her expression probably filled with resentment and shyness.
"Ugh...ah...hurry, hurry up and ejaculate...you...you've already enjoyed it,
haven't you?" "No. Sex has to be enjoyable for both of us."
Her expression, full of discomfort, was overwhelmed by intense pleasure. Forget about the resentment and shyness. If she had lived in melancholy and weariness for seven hundred years, even just for a moment, forget it all. The first experience must have been painful, but today her whole body was penetrated by me, making her incredibly sensitive. So tightly gripped, so tightly sucked, so much fluid flowing out.
"Gurgle, ah, ee, ah, ah ah... ah ah ah... ah ah ah ah, um um...!"
Finally unable to contain her pleasure, Altoldie cried out.
This sound became the fuse, and I reached my limit too. My penis convulsed, ejaculating semen. Her vagina contracted, as if not wanting to miss a single drop of semen. Altoldie had no strength left to resist, groaning as her knees trembled.
"Haa... ah ah... you've soiled my vagina, aren't you pleased... woo woo..."
Altoldie lowered her head, panting.
The intense orgasm had left her weak; her vagina had relaxed just moments before. I leaned back, the sticky, fleshy flesh still caressing my penis.
"Ah, um... you've gotten bigger again without permission..."
Altoldie struggled in my arms.
But her body had just climaxed, and there was no way to escape; this powerlessness only excited me more. My penis regained its hardness, continuing to probe her exhausted vagina.
"Haa...ah...ah, huff, ah, ah ah...um...ah um um um...!"
Before Alto Dante's orgasm had subsided, another wave of climax arrived.
Her relaxed body tensed again, arching backward. Toes pointed, waist swayed.
Vagina clenched tightly. Resisting this enthusiastic welcome, as my waist recoiled, the urge to ejaculate a second time surged. My penis was pulled out in one gulp, semen spraying onto Alto Dante's back. Having just ejaculated once, yet now a white rain of semen sprayed out, making her snow-white skin even whiter.
Perhaps, this was the first time I'd studied so diligently.
Sleep time was shortened, and I even studied reference books while eating. I also collected juices, and the day before the exam was a late-night cramming session. I was giving it my all—
"The day has come. I'll let the whole world know that Kongo is just a lowly person who can't even reach my feet!"
In the classroom after school, Himeko shouted. She was also studying hard like me, but she looked very energetic, showing the difference between her usual training and her current state.
Beside me, for some reason, were Mika and Anzu, both looking nervous.
"Don't you two have work?"
"We'll do that later. Anyway, I'll be too concerned about Master's grades to focus on my work, right?" They
were practically there to watch the show. However, since I'd already been caught in a rape attempt, I couldn't protest and had to accept it. I opened the exam results notification…
"Overall score… 40th place."
Hearing this, Himeko's expression instantly brightened.
"Impressive, Kongou. To get such a result."
"It feels a bit off. Just in the middle."
"The courses here are very difficult. To catch up with everyone in just one month of studying abroad, you've worked very hard. I know that best."
Himeko was so happy, as if she were the main character. It seemed unrelated to winning or losing; she was simply happy for my results. No wonder she's so popular—Hearing Himeko's praise made me a little uncomfortable.
"However, my physical education grades were a disaster. All things considered, it was an overwhelming victory for me."
"Dancing and horseback riding... well, you'd better learn them in one night! I have to surrender. This must be the result of your hard work, General, right?"
I was quite satisfied with the unexpectedly good results, and Himeko and I praised each other, while the cat-eared maid peeked at the report card from the side.
"How strange. I predicted Kongou would have a below-average grade... Ah!?"
Anzu was surprised looking at the row of numbers.
I also looked at the report card carefully. All the grades were slightly below average. My gaze stopped on one subject.
"Perfect score in history. So the ranking went up."
"Because of Princess Mary's assistance. Remember to express your gratitude later."
"Yes, thanks to Mary this time. Huh? A perfect score in history means you're first in the whole grade, right...?"
"So, you have to listen to me, Alto Dante!"
Before me stood Alto Dante in her uniform.
Wearing the student-assigned blazer and skirt, she looked even more dazzling than the other girls. It's such a waste that no one notices such a beautiful girl.
But this makes it even easier for me to have her all to myself. I'll drag this stunning beauty to my room, make her kneel on the floor, and press my penis against her.
"Making me do this? You're incredibly presumptuous..."
"You agreed to this yourself, didn't you? I agree."
"Ugh, it stinks... Don't come any closer, you rude wretch!"
My demand is that she collect my juices with her mouth.
Getting first place in any subject means she'll be completely at my mercy—that's what Alto Dante said, and her pride won't allow her to escape it. Moreover, the demand to be "completely at my mercy" is beyond her expectations. But I'm serious. Ever since we kissed a few days ago and I realized how soft her lips are, I've been fantasizing. Taking my penis in those soft lips would be incredibly pleasurable.
"My mouth is for tasting food and praising beauty. To actually suck your cock... unbelievable..."
"Have you complained enough? If you hate it so much, you can choose something else."
"Who said I didn't want to? Would I break my vow?"
Altoldian looked indignant, but still cautiously moved closer. Her hesitant expression as she approached my cock seemed more like a tease, making my back tremble. Just as her lips were about to touch my cock, her wet breath sprayed onto the glans, making my waist involuntarily twitch.
"Idiot! What are you doing all of a sudden!"
My cock throbbed and hit the tip of her nose, and Altoldian quickly turned her head.
Her flustered expression was so cute, I grinned with pleasure, while she frowned with reluctance. Then, she made up her mind, and her lips slowly, slowly approached.
"Ah... haa..."
At first, I felt a warm breath. Then came the sensation of her tongue touching the glans, followed by her pursed lips and the tip being swallowed, the moisture and warmth enveloping the entire glans…
“Mmm… ooh… gulp, ooh…”
Altoldiani pursed her lips, taking the tip of my penis into her mouth.
Then, she opened her mouth wide and rolled her eyes. A shy look that she would never normally show, so adorable.
“Ooh, mmm… huff… mmm, huff… huff…”
This state felt great, and thinking of even more intense pleasure, my penis throbbed. But Altoldiani’s head and tongue showed no intention of moving at all. Her beautiful face and neat eyelashes only trembled.
“Ah… don’t know how to blow? Just keep your penis in your mouth, and remember to move your tongue.”
“Mmm… ooh…?”
Altoldiani’s beautiful brows furrowed in protest.
Just holding my penis in her mouth was humiliating enough, and now she had to lick it carefully, it must be unbelievable to her. She glared at me with a very unhappy expression, but in the end, she gave up and her tongue began to move. She probably knew that if I wasn’t satisfied, she would have to keep holding my penis in her mouth.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm... Hagu... mmm, mmm, hoo..."
*Plop, plop*, wet sounds filled the air. Her lips enveloped the penis, her tongue twitching. Though her tongue was rather clumsy, the sensation of it against the shaft was pleasurable enough. Her cheek rubbed and sucked against the glans, her lips caressing the shaft, her breath hot on her lower abdomen. Combined with Alto Dante's unwilling yet obedient caressing of the penis, it was incredibly cute. Just watching this proud and beautiful girl sucking on a penis made one's waist itch.
"Alto Dante's mouth is amazing. I'm going to cum."
Growing increasingly excited, her waist trembled.
Alto Dante's eyes widened, but she didn't resist, obediently offering her lips. A lot of pre-ejaculate must have flowed from her urethra. The stench spread, and Alto Dante frowned, seemingly about to cry.
"Mmm, mmm... ha... ha, mmm, mmm..."
However, her tongue continued licking.
Knowing the penis in her mouth was about to ejaculate, she made a final thrust, licking the glans and rubbing the shaft, making *plop, plop* sounds. Saliva mixed with prostatic fluid dripped from between her lips, running down her chin and onto her chest, emitting a foul odor. Her tongue technique was completely different from before, her imposing manner overwhelming me.
"Altoldani..."
I instinctively called her name, and she snapped back to reality, looking at me.
Then, I reached my limit. My penis throbbed, ejaculating semen directly into Altoldani's throat, mixing with saliva and filling her mouth.
"Mmm, gulp... even disrespect has its limits... ugh... whatever makes you happy..."
Her mouth was full of semen, making Altoldani feel disgusted. She opened her mouth, her tongue nowhere to retreat. Her mouth was a pool of white, cloudy fluid, a stark contrast to her red oral mucosa. Each movement of her tongue created ripples on the highly viscous white surface, incredibly sexy.
"Mmm, gulp, mmm... but... I've made my promise. Next time, it'll be your turn to learn the lesson..."
Altoldani took a silk handkerchief from her pocket and wiped her mouth. She spat out the foul-smelling liquid, licking away the bits of food stuck to her front teeth.
"Ah, what are you doing, Altodani!"
"Hmph. How can you keep such a dirty thing in your mouth?"
"That's not right, the agreement was to collect the juice. Isn't this a waste?"
Altodani's eyes widened as she looked at the silk scarf stained with semen and the penis. Finally, she frowned, looking puzzled, while my penis became erect again.
"We'll have to do it again. Don't worry, I'll help this time!"
"Ah, really... Stop, you rude bastard... Ha, Mm, Ugh!?"
I grabbed Altodani, who was about to back away, and pressed my penis against her face.
Making her kneel down to serve me might have gone too far. Altodani was probably also unwilling to have her mouth used as a sex organ. The glans pressed against her lips and rotated, and finally she gave up resisting and opened her mouth slightly. The penis was shoved in, rubbing against her lips, and inserted to the deepest part of her lips.
"Ha, Huff, Ugh, Huff, you infuriating guy... Ugh, Huff, Mmm...!?"
Before, she had only taken the glans in her mouth, but this time she took the whole thing in. My penis rubbed against her tongue, my hips thrusting in, finally reaching her throat.
A cough escaped Oltto Dante's lips as she gasped for breath. Her usual pride vanished, replaced by a pleading look. This only fueled my desire to torment her further.
"I'm going to fuck you. Is that okay?"
I declared unilaterally, and before I could even hear a reply, I began to thrust.
Grabbing her golden hair, I pumped my penis in and out of the girl's mouth, which was still unable to resist. Her saliva-filled mouth was hot and slippery, enduring the ravages of my penis. Oltto Dante seemed oblivious to what was happening, her mouth slightly open. I took this as submission and continued to thrust. With each thrust, Oltto Dante's saliva increased, staining the corners of her mouth. Then, as if feeling shy, she hissed and made sucking sounds, seemingly enjoying it.
"It feels completely different..."
Continuing the piston-like motion, my penis sometimes penetrated deeper, reaching the very back of her throat, the feeling of her muscles tensing was incredibly pleasurable.
Oltto Dante seemed to lose her mind, her wrists drooping, her gaze blank, her lips pouting. I grabbed her head and shoved my entire penis into her mouth. The throbbing continued, and a second urge to ejaculate arose.
"This time it's in my throat, Alto Dante!"
Alto Dante's eyes widened in surprise.
Remembering the impact of the oral sex, the previously stunned girl began to struggle. But I continued to hold the back of her head, shoving the entire length inside. Her nose was pressed against my lower abdomen, her lips against her pubic hair. Her throat was being pushed against by the head of my penis. My shaft was near the entrance to her esophagus.
"Hoo, ga, gu... gu ah ah ah...!?"
Alto Dante coughed incessantly, writhing, her throat contracting as she gently bit down on my shaft, feeling incredibly good. Her throat trembled, her cheeks contracted, her breath warm, her eyes proud, her obediently enduring the discomfort of my penetration—at this moment, Alto Dante was practically my masturbation aid. Her throat, which gave me the most pleasure, seemed to want to squeeze out semen, twitching incessantly. I couldn't resist the pleasure, thrusting my shaft in, releasing my desire.
"Hoo, ga, gu... mmm... mmm gu, mmm gu!"
Semen rushed down her esophagus, filling her stomach. Her throat must have been splattered with semen, and Alto Dante coughed incessantly, biting down on my penis. But I wouldn't give her a chance to struggle. I held her head down, and finally, she seemed to resign herself to her fate, starting to suck on my penis herself. With the skill of sucking out the last drop of semen, she gulped it down...
"Ah... sticky... even if I swallow it, it still smells so bad..."
I finally let go of Alto Dante, her gaze shifting, muttering blankly.
This look was so pitiful, so adorable... just looking at her was exciting. She was originally an unattainable flower on a high mountain. Now, I'm kissing her. I want her to be my woman...
"Alto Dante, lift your head."
Driven by desire, my penis became erect.
"Do... do you still want to do it?... Isn't that enough...?"
"Don't be afraid, I'll do it myself this time! Alto Dante, just be a good girl and don't move!"
"This... isn't this the same as before? Idiot...!"
Alto Dante frowned, but didn't run away, her face obediently resting in front of my penis. The third urge to ejaculate arose, and semen sprayed onto Altold's face.
"Ah...stop...don't spray anymore, you idiot..."
"Who would really stop? Your skin is so white and tender, smooth as pottery...Altold's face is perfect for catching semen!"
"Don't, don't talk nonsense...how dare you insult me...!"
It didn't seem like a third, massive ejaculation. My penis continued to twitch, and semen rained down on Altold's face. Her skin was covered in a sticky fluid, absorbing sweat, like slugs slowly crawling down.
"Ugh, ugh...my face smells so bad, you idiot..."
The smell of semen must be very strong, Altold thought, closing her eyes. She looked exhausted. I took out a small bottle and collected the sweat, tears, saliva, and semen from her face.
"Really...you ejaculated too much...even an idiot should have a limit..."
Altold complained, but didn't intend to open her eyes and let me touch her face. This is just too cute—I began my post-event work, thinking that the person in question would definitely be furious.

Chapter Four: Collecting Juice with Magical Items

The next day, I went to the room where the witch's relics were stored.
It was a very ordinary warehouse. The wooden door was quite simple, with only a sign that read "Warehouse" on it.
"Isn't this country very averse to magic? Why not lock it in the vault?
" "There's no need. No one will find this room. In fact, no one has discovered this vault for the past seven hundred years."
Altoldiani didn't look at me, her tone displeased.
She'd been like this for quite some time. When she brought me here, she said expressionlessly, "After all, it's an agreement." She spoke very little.
The ability to keep the secret so long must be due to the magic that prevents discovery. I inserted the brass key from Altoldiani's era, making a heavy sound. I opened the door and went inside, a damp air wafting out.
"It's been a while since I've been inside. Was it ten years ago? Or a hundred?"
Altoldiani spoke casually. Even though this city has electricity, there are no lights here. I picked up the flashlight I'd brought just in case, illuminating the room. There was a large bookshelf. Other items were wooden crates, bottles, wooden and leather objects…
"Is this all the witch's relics?"
"Yes. Everything I could collect to figure out the witch's magic is here."
There were many things whose names and uses I didn't know. There were also many terrifying-looking props. A bed with handcuffs and shackles at both ends—this must be torture equipment—and things like an iron coffin. There are also several models of male genitalia. One with two glans, one with vividly visible veins, one covered in tumors… all sorts of bizarre things.
“So many strange tools.”
“Wanting money, delicious food, embracing women… these are the roots of desire. Lately unable to get an erection, hoping for magic to satisfy my wife… even with some inexplicable requests, the witch listens very attentively.”
Altodani flicked one of the dildos with her fingertip.
Her expression seemed gentle. The other party was a terrifying, evil witch. She brought disaster to the country and was ultimately burned alive. The curse she left behind was inherited by the royal family, continuing to torment people even seven hundred years later. Altodani herself was one of the victims, yet her tone was nostalgic.
“There really are so many things. Could they be around here? Let me see… Magic Records, Chapter One…”
She shone a flashlight on the cover. This must be a book recording magic. Mary said that this country didn't have many historical records about magic. It's surprising that such forbidden knowledge is written in books.
Looking beside me, I saw Alto Dante staring blankly at me.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Just wanted you to understand what a witch is like."
But her expression tightened again, and she turned her head away. She seemed very unhappy.
"Anyway, we need to make it brighter. Go back to the room and find a bigger flashlight."
I locked the door and went back to the room with Alto Dante.
Mika wasn't there because of work. While I was looking for a flashlight and extension cord in the room, something suddenly occurred to me.
"By the way, should we keep the matter of that room a secret?"
"Well, that bespectacled maid likes to meddle, so it's fine to tell. But remember to tell her not to touch anything in that room."
"Yeah, there are a lot of valuable things there."
"No, that's not it. Everything in that room has magical effects. Touching it carelessly might trigger the magic."
"Are magical items only us, the granddaughter of a witch, able to use?"
"Unlike the small bottles for removing curses. Those are made by witches to distribute magic to humans. Although I don't know how to use them, they can activate magic as long as the conditions are met. After achieving the goal, the magic will disappear and the item will return to normal."
Altodani suddenly stopped and looked straight at me.
"Hey... what...?"
"Quiet. Close your eyes."
Instantly, I felt the warmth of two breasts.
Altodani pressed her body against mine. She hooked her arms around my neck and looked at me. Her breath hit my face, and her lips came close.
"It's good that the maid isn't here."
Her sexy voice made my heart race. I obediently closed my eyes, knowing that something was pressed against my neck. Then came the soft, metallic clanging…
“Kneel.”
A cold voice followed. My body went limp, and I staggered to my knees.
“Like this… anyone can use magic. If you know that, don’t touch anything in that room.”
A collar had somehow appeared around my neck. It was made of metal, very hard, and a rope was tied to Altodani’s hand.
“This is something a noblewoman commissioned a witch to make, something that will make anyone submit. Once you put it on, you cannot disobey my orders until I am satisfied.”
Just as she said, my hands and feet were no longer free. I felt my body and mind were both in her hands.
“Magic is amazing… I understand. I won’t touch anything.”
I answered, lying on the ground. But Altodani’s expression remained unchanged, swinging the rope in her hand.
“Until I am satisfied, you cannot disobey my orders.”
Altodani repeated, her words carrying a deeper meaning. A cold smile appeared on her lips. It made me pale.
"Squeak like a pig."
"Poi! Poi! Stop!"
"My magic is ineffective against you, but a witch's tools will work. You dared to mess with me before. I need to teach you how to treat nobles properly."
"Th-those were the conditions you agreed to! You promised I'd do anything!"
"Right. You naughty little pig, do you still dare to defy me? Lie down and show me your short thing."
"What?!"
I didn't want to be controlled by Alto Dante, but my body did it on its own. I took off my trousers and underwear and obediently lay down. I even raised my waist so the other could see it clearly...
"You actually made me lick this kind of thing, how should I punish you? Isn't there a more suitable way to treat this short thing?"
Alto Dante took off her boots and stepped on my penis.
Oh, I groaned subconsciously. After all, Alto Dante had collected a lot of juice, so she knew exactly how to do it, the force was just right, a wonderful feeling of pressure. She moved her feet back and forth, stepping on my penis, her soles stimulating it. She pinched it between her big toe and forefinger, sliding it back and forth… the sensation at the base of her toes. The smooth feel of her soles. The pressure of her weight pressing down. I was completely defenseless, my penis more sensitive than usual.
“Heh, it’s getting bigger so quickly. You like being stepped on so much, don’t you?”
“That’s for sure! That’s the collar’s magic!”
“The collar only has magic that makes people obey. Your penis getting hard from being stepped on by my feet has nothing to do with magic. It’s your nature. Admit it honestly.”
“The feel of the stockings, the warmth of her soles, the wonderful way she’s stepping on me, it’s amazing!”
I blurted out my true feelings. I was mortified, yet also incredibly aroused. As long as she gave the order, even without coercion, I would obediently confess my true feelings.
“Well said. You little pig who feels good being stepped on. Right. Afterwards, you can just collect the juice with your feet, right?”
After proudly declaring this, Altodani sat down at the table beside her. Then she pulled on the collar ropes, as if riding on my shoulders, and wrapped her legs around my neck.
"Don't joke around! I'd better agree..."
"Want to be stepped on by me?"
"Waaah... I want to keep being stepped on by Her Majesty Altodani's feet!"
How pathetic. Magic that can't resist magic—no, men are inherently unable to resist sexual pleasure. I felt the softness of my lower abdomen against the back of my head, the smooth thighs clamping my cheeks, and the sensation of her feet turning around... How could I resist?
"You're already so juicy, it's really unsightly."
Altodani stretched out her foot and stomped on my penis.
This time it was hard. Her left and right feet pressed down on my penis and rotated it, and my waist bounced along with it. Every time she rotated her feet, her thighs would touch my cheeks. The back of my head was also against her private parts, feeling the wet heat.
"You're not allowed to ejaculate yet. No ejaculation allowed."
"Eeeeeeee! Please, please be merciful!"
"No means no. Continue in this state." "
After giving the cruel command, Altodani stomped on my penis even harder. This time, she clamped it between her legs and rubbed it up and down forcefully. Her upper body bounced, her breasts pressing against my head. My penis was erect and painful, my testicles contracted and ached... but I just couldn't ejaculate. This must be the effect of magic. No matter what Altodani commanded, my body obeyed.
"You've become less talkative. Is your mind filled with the pleasure of being stomped on?"
"I... whenever I have physical contact with Altodani, all I think about is how to fuck you."
"You're so perverted it's unbelievable. Even my feet feel sexual desire?"
"Yes. So thin and long, the thighs are so smooth and tender, the curves are so tight and slippery. I want to touch them every day... "
"That's enough. The more I hear, the more disgusted I get."
She interrupted my confession with a single sentence, this time stomping on my glans. The place where my ejaculation desire swelled was suppressed, and clear liquid flowed out.
"That feels so good. You felt this way when you messed around with me, didn't you?" "
I felt ashamed of my confession, yet my penis was throbbing with pleasure. Humiliation and pleasure mingled, filling my head.
"Damn it, enough already! I'll pay you back double next time!"
"Hmph. You can't disobey me anyway. Bark all you want, like a stray dog."
"If you keep going, I'll get addicted! Every time you want to collect juice, you'll have to step on this pig and get your feet dirty! Are you willing?!"
"This... this is a subtle form of coercion..."
My desperate shouting finally worked, and Altodani's legs rubbed my penis faster... The movements were monotonous, but incredibly pleasurable. Sometimes the contact, the pressure, the unexpected stimulation, all intensified the pleasure.
"You can cum now. Cum quickly!"
The command I had been waiting for.
Whoosh! As she gave the command, my penis throbbed violently. The ejaculation followed an arc, spraying onto my face.
"Now you know what it feels like to drink my semen. Don't resist me anymore." "
The fatigue after ejaculation left me feeling weak all over.
I slightly raised my head and saw Altoldian looking down at me. Seeing that I couldn't say anything, she smiled proudly.
"You're very unwilling, aren't you? You hate me, aren't you? Tell me the truth. I'm very magnanimous, so say whatever you want to complain about."
"Complain about...!"
Altoldian commanded, but my mouth moved again.
"Because, when I first saw her after transferring here, I thought, 'Wow, there's such a beautiful woman!' I thought she was a high-class beauty, but she danced with me and even let me do it... and her expression during oral sex was so cute... Even if it's just to collect juice, I still enjoyed it! How could I complain, you beast!"
I said in one breath, and even I was stunned.
Yes, I was very happy. Although I didn't want to be used as a tool to break the curse—even so, as long as I could have a physical relationship with Altoldian, that was enough. Right now, Altoldian behind me must be wearing a smug and arrogant expression.
"...Hmph. To break the curse? What nonsense are you talking about." "You little pig."
She finished coldly, then her legs began to move again.
Altodani's black stockings were already soaked with semen, which she used as lubricant to continue rubbing against his penis.
"Ah... I just... I just ejaculated... Stop..."
"Quiet. How could I let a slut like you get away with this? I'll squeeze you dry."
Altodani was used to foot fetishism, playing with his penis. His left foot formed a V-shape, clamping the glans. His right foot pressed down on the penis, rubbing it from the base to the tip. The penis regained its hardness, vibrating incessantly as Altodani stepped on it.
"Gurgle... I'm... I'm going to ejaculate again!"
"No. Keep holding back."
Altodani's command—
but the urge to ejaculate didn't stop, and he ejaculated a second time. It sprayed high and hot, gushing out and splashing onto Altodani's body.
"Ugh, umm... This time the ejaculation was really unrestrained..."
"Sorry. I couldn't hold back." "
Altoldian stood up unhappily, taking off her black stockings stained with semen. Then she glanced at my neck, unfastened her collar, and threw it on the ground.
"Unfastened!? The magic effect disappeared?"
"Yes. There are more important things than that."
"Ah, right. Since it's all out, we should collect it."
I quickly took out a small bottle and collected the semen. Altoldian's eyes were still very unhappy.
What kind of person is the witch?
What power does she have? What are her thoughts? What caused her to leave the curse? Ever since I went to the witch's room, I've been investigating.
Me, infertile. Altoldian, immortal. Marie and the king, whose appetites are like a bottomless pit. So far, I only know that four people have been affected by the witch's curse. If it's the whole kingdom, there must be many more. But there's only one small bottle, I don't know if it can be reused. I won't worry about how the small bottle is made for now, I need the relevant knowledge to solve the disaster in this country. I'll
just follow the seven hundred years of life." It's best to ask people from that era, but for some reason, Altodani dislikes discussing witches. The history passed down to this day portrays witches as villains who plunged the country into chaos, while Altodani is the savior queen who rescued the nation from that chaos. There must be some complicated connection.
I investigated a lot in the witch's room.
There seemed to be books on the bookshelf recording how to use magic.
I recently took them out. I've been reading them all day in the classroom and my room. Magic can be practically applied. Magic to prolong food preservation. Magic to cure colds. Magic to increase milk production… Most of the book is about magic that makes life easier.
"The exams just ended, and King Kong is still studying very hard,"
Mary said as I focused on my studies after school.
"You've tutored me so much; wouldn't it be unfair if my grades dropped?"
"Hehe… If it can spark King Kong's interest in the history of this country, I'll be happy too."
Mary smiled elegantly, her gaze falling on the open book on the table—a look of surprise appearing on her face.
"King Kong… can you read these words?"
Hearing her say that, I finally realized it. The writing in the magic book wasn't Roman script, nor Japanese. It was all pictographic symbols, a bunch of incomprehensible characters, yet the translated meaning inexplicably popped into my head. It was so natural that I hadn't even noticed…
“These words were written by the witch herself. After hundreds of years, no one can understand them anymore. So there's a theory that later generations forged them…”
“But I read them easily, probably because I'm a descendant of a witch.”
Suddenly, Mary's expression tensed.
Right, this country considers witches taboo. We quickly looked around; no one had heard, and we relaxed.
"Please be careful. If King Kong's background becomes known, someone will definitely try to cause trouble."
"I'm sorry. But witches are truly hated."
"In this country, children are taught 'the fairy tale of the evil witch.' Because it's a concept instilled from childhood, it's hard to change even when they grow up..."
"But witches don't only do bad things, do they? They lend money to those in need, give food to the hungry, don't they?"
"Only those familiar with history and ethnology know these things. Not long after letterpress printing was introduced to this country, 'the fairy tale of the evil witch' spread throughout the entire country through printing..."
"Wait. Isn't this fairy tale from a long time ago?"
"No, not that long ago. Some diaries and books from nobles who interacted with witches have survived, recording how witches used magic to help the people. There must have been many stories back then. But the 'Fairy Tale of the Evil Witch' spread through letterpress printing, and the image of witches as villains became fixed. The old records and oral traditions have almost been lost, leaving only the story of defeating the evil witch and the kingdom's revival, which has been passed down to the present day..."
"Ah... sorry, I have something urgent to attend to, let's talk next time."
"Huh? The interesting part is coming up!?"
Leaving Mary, who was swaying her large breasts in regret, I quickly left the classroom. Focusing on what she likes is both Mary's strength and weakness. If she weren't royalty, she could definitely become a famous scholar.
But I'm too busy right now. I felt a little guilty about Mary's surprised expression, but I still left.
I locked myself in my room and studied desperately until night.
At first, it felt strange. The book titled "Magic Records" was about ordinary magic. Compared to Altold's magic that makes one unnoticed, magic that can forcibly command others, and a curse that continues to torment royalty for centuries… it's all too petty.
Finally, late at night, she finished a book. From the room containing magical items, she took out a small gadget. A strange little orange bottle, its contents unknown. A combination of black leather and rope, likely a tool for binding people. Investigating its purpose was crucial. Before Altold discovered it, she needed to figure out this strange gadget.
"Well, I've already studied very hard today. I'll deal with the rest tomorrow."
She stretched and got up. After a walk, she returned to her room—
"…………"
On the bed, a princess with a rather unhappy expression sat.
Altold, her hands bound by the leather she had just seen, sat there looking displeased. The leather was suspended above her head, her hands raised high, hanging from the ceiling.
"Why did you come to my room? To eat donuts?"
"…………"
"And then, when you picked up the item over there, you accidentally activated magic?"
"…………"
"You couldn't break free, but because of all the good things you did to me before, you couldn't bring yourself to beg me, so you just kept quiet? Could it be?"
"You know so much already, why don't you hurry up and help me? You idiot!"
Her expression was clearly very unhappy, but I only noticed it now. After I hit the nail on the head, Altoldian became more and more dissatisfied, her face turning red with anger, and she turned her head away.
Altoldian looked so pitiful and cute when she was tied up. The leather binding her hands didn't seem to fit properly. And it extended upwards, practically becoming part of the ceiling.
"I don't know how to untie it. Magical items lose their effect once they've fulfilled their purpose, right? Like when you used the collar on me before?"
"Don't, don't joke around, you idiot! Do you want to bully a woman who can't move!"
After a moment of silence—Altoldian realized she had lost her temper, stopped talking, and turned her head away.
"Beat you, and you'll break the spell, right?"
Hearing that, I grabbed Altodanni's clothes. At first, I asked Mary and Honey to collect the juice, but lately I've only been having sex with Altodanni. I've gradually learned how to take her clothes off.
"Gurgle…while I can't resist, I'll vent my lust…"
Altodanni was completely naked, her breasts, bigger than her head, popping out. Being naked like this made her even more pitiful and sexy. I had just wanted to be a righteous hero rescuing the princess, but now I wanted to be a gentleman toying with her.
"By the way, the book I was reading earlier had magic for collecting juice."
The book contained many spells that could help with farming. I remembered one and drew a magic circle in my hand. Although I didn't know the principle or meaning, as long as I copied it, the magic would work.
"No…don't do anything stupid. Do you want to use me as a test subject…?"
Altodanni glared at me. Her expression was powerful, yet it betrayed a hint of fear and confusion. Wouldn't that kind of expression further arouse a man's desire? I reached for her breasts, gripping them tightly as if imprinting a magic circle on them.
"Ah, mmm! How dare you take advantage of me when I can't move..."
Altoldiani hunched her shoulders and twisted her body. Her breasts were so soft that my fingers would sink into them wherever I pressed, yet the skin possessed the elasticity of a virgin. Although her personality was like that of a mature woman, touching her breasts now revealed that her body was like that of a 17-year-old girl.
"Your mouth keeps complaining, but your nipples are standing up."
Biting the cherry blossom-colored protrusions that adorned her breasts, Altoldiani turned her head away in discomfort. She wanted to scream, but bit her lip to hold back. This expression was too cute.
"That's... the boy is just touching you randomly. It's just your body reacting to stimulation, not feeling anything..."
"Isn't that the same as admitting you're enjoying it?"
I sucked and licked her nipples, grabbing and kneading her breasts with both hands. Altoldiani blushed and struggled. But because her hands were tied to her head, she could only twist her body. Sometimes, her tightly clenched lips would emit soft moans.
"Hmm, ooh, ooh... My body is so hot... What... what did you do to me?"
Altodani's entire body was visibly tense. The breast I was holding became burning hot, my heart pounding rapidly. The nipple hardened, the areola swelled, and beads of sweat appeared.
"Hoo, ah, ee... Stop... Don't touch me, stop...!?"
Altodani didn't know what was happening and could only moan. The beads of sweat on her nipple turned white, dripping down the curve of her lower breast onto her skin. Then her milk ducts opened, spraying out in parabolic arcs through the air.
"Ah, ah, ooh, you... boy... what did you do to me... ooh..."
"The magic of secreting breast milk. It's actually used on cows and goats, I didn't expect it to work on women too."
"Works... what do you mean?... My body is so itchy... I can't think..."
Two streams, three streams, four streams… Silky breast milk gushed from her right nipple, shooting out in several white arcs. Her left nipple also secreted milk, a pure, sweet taste that I thoroughly enjoyed. Each time breast milk gushed from her nipples, Altodanni arched her back and convulsed. The milk, passing through the mammary glands, seemed to bring pleasure to her body as well. Breast milk was indeed magic, but her body becoming so sensitive was an unexpected side effect.
“I should express it all out. I’ll take responsibility,”
Altodanni looked at me pleadingly.
Having grown accustomed to her usual haughty attitude, she seemed even more pitiful now. Her sensitive breasts were exposed, unable to resist, as I rubbed, grabbed, squeezed, and touched them. Her soft breasts were indeed very soft, but her nipples were very hard. Altodanni continued to moan.
“Ah… ah… ah ah… ah… huff, ah, ah ah ah…”
It felt like she had a mini-orgasm each time breast milk gushed out. But the magic’s effect didn’t disappear; breast milk continued to gush from her nipples, and she continued to moan.
"These handcuffs don't look like they're even on. It seems touching her breasts wasn't enough."
Altold's face was covered in saliva and tears, her body drenched in sweat and breast milk, looking like a harlot. Her orgasm had clearly reached her uterus, releasing vaginal fluid, leaving the sheets damp. My fingers slipped inside, her vagina opening without resistance, revealing warm, sticky membranes. My fingertips touched a heat comparable to her breasts, along with a highly viscous nectar.
"It's flooding inside. Just touching her breasts isn't enough, is it?"
Her vagina felt like it was burning. My fingers bent, seemingly touching a very comfortable spot, and Altold's back trembled. Her breasts bounced, spilling breast milk.
"Gurgle, ooh, um, um... ah, ah ah...!"
As I rotated my fingers, Altold's waist throbbed.
I felt I could control this queen with just one finger. I wanted to control her entire being. I pulled out my penis, and Altold trembled, looking at me shyly.
"Stop...stop...you rude bastard..."
Her eyes lost their usual focus, unfocused.
Even at this moment, she still wanted to maintain her dignity. But her breathing was erratic, her lips trembled, more love juice flowed out, and her eyes were glued to my penis. Her mouth was defiant, but her body had betrayed her will.
I held her from below, my glans pressed against the entrance.
"Stop...no...this...this dirty thing, take it away...!"
Altodani's waist trembled uncontrollably. Her vaginal opening
kept sucking my penis.
I grabbed her waist and thrust in. Glug glug glug...her pleasure-filled vagina offered no resistance, and my penis went all the way in in one go.
"Ugh, ee, ahh ... "Wow, that's an exaggerated reaction. It feels that good?" "No, it's that you're not being polite at all, you're going all the way in..." "But you didn't resist at all. It's all wet inside, just a slight arch of your back and it's all the way in." Just like that, I kept thrusting, thump, thump, thump, hitting the very bottom. The feeling of her uterus shaking was incredibly clear. Altodani gasped, writhing, her hands, now free, flailing in the air. "First, it's the first time. To make your insides sticky." "Wait...wait...ahh, no, no, absolutely not...!" Altodani seemed to want to escape the penis, twisting her body upwards. But I grabbed her waist and pressed down, making a wet, sticky sound, the penis plunging in. Almost reaching her uterus, she gasped, contracting her body. At the same time, she exerted force with her abdomen, her vagina contracting as well. It was so tight, the penis was digging and digging inside...the penis and her vagina sucked at each other, barely separating with piston-like movements. The softness of the glans, the swelling of the coronal lobes, the hardness of the penis, the tactile sensation of the bulging veins… the flesh seemed to be trying to confirm these differences, desperately clinging to the penis. Although her mouth refused, Altodannidy's vagina warmly welcomed it. I responded, ejaculating. "Gurgle, ahhh… Ee… Haa, gurgle ahhh… Ee-woo-woo-woo…!?" With the glans at the very back, I grabbed her legs and injected my semen into her uterus. Altodannidy's hands were tied to her head, and her feet were also held by me; her only free movement was her body, which trembled incessantly. "Gurgle… Ee, ee-ee… vagina, sticky… woo-woo-woo…" The long orgasm subsided, and Altodannidy lowered her head. Although exhausted, she couldn't collapse; her hands were still tied high, and the way her upper body swayed was heartbreaking to see. Thick, jelly-like discharge flowed from her vagina. But— "The handcuffs aren't off yet. The humiliation probably isn't enough." Unfortunately, the magic didn't seem to have been lifted yet. Helplessly, she swayed again, her eyes filled with fear. "More!? I'm at my limit, my limbs are completely exhausted..." "Don't worry, this time it's my turn. All you have to do is enjoy it. And even if you're exhausted, it'll still feel great!" "Stop, stop... Ee... Ugh, ahh..." Her protests were weak, and all she could do was tremble. I kept going at this defenseless body... The magic finally dissipated, and when Altodane regained her freedom, it was already midnight. She was covered in semen from head to toe. After being fucked by me all night, Altodane was exhausted, and I had ejaculated too much, so I felt a little unsteady on my feet. Tying Altodane up was so exciting... I ejaculated three times. Her exhausted appearance during orgasm was so cute, so I ejaculated three more times. She was completely unconscious, and the sight of her breastfeeding was so pitiful, so I ejaculated three more times. More than ten times in total… After the last shot landed on her face, the handcuffs finally came off, and Altodani collapsed onto the bed. Mika, who had entered the room at some point, was there to take care of her— “…I admit I went too far with Altodani. But it was a rescue operation. It was a necessary measure to save Altodani, who was bound by magical handcuffs.” Then, completely naked, she sat upright, accepting the princess’s angry interrogation. “That’s right, Master isn’t wrong! It’s all that penis’s fault! Anyone would want to pounce on a girl who’s tied up, right?” “Ah… the head maid’s explanation will only add fuel to the fire, please shut up.” Altodani sat on the bed, looking at me proudly. Because I was kneeling in front of Altodani, I could see what I shouldn’t see. Between her proudly crossed legs, “Um, the semen leaked out, isn’t that a waste? Shouldn’t we collect it?” I wanted to suggest this, but only dared to think it in my mind. I wondered what the consequences would be if I continued to anger Altodani. “I know. Just as you said, the root of the problem lies with me. To help me, you must humiliate me… that’s undeniable.” “You know that very well.” “Hmm, you’re guilty, boy.” “Why! Don’t you understand why?!” “You’re right, but you’re guilty because you angered me! Don’t you know who the greatest person in this city is?” Seven hundred years of cultivated, terrifying charisma—I couldn’t defy her. I immediately backed down, and the cold queen glanced at Mi Xiang. “Maid, soothe your master until morning.” “Huh? Such a wonderful thing!? But please forgive me, a maid cannot bully her master!”

"Even so, didn't the maid happily cling to me?!" The perverted maid
, her glasses gleaming, grabbed and clung to me with both hands. Her terrifying power made my scrotum shrink.
"Wait, wait, there's no way! I've already ejaculated!"
"The maid will squeeze it out, you just need to enjoy yourself. If you insert your fingers into the hole behind and hold the base of your penis, it will immediately get erect, okay?"
"I really can't help it, hehehe. Although I didn't intend to, it's all for Master. Mika will squeeze out all the liquid she can and play with Master until dawn, okay?"
I was scared. Mika entered battle mode. My penis had already shrunk, but with Alto Dante's permission, the head maid attacked without mercy.
"Hehe... I am immortal. I won't have any problems even if I don't sleep. I will enjoy your ugly state."
Alto Dante looked at me and Mika with a happy expression.
"Okay, draw it here..."
I used my knee to hold the book and drew the picture on my palm.
Alto Dante, who had been rolling around in bed, immediately sat up. Ever since the breast milk magic a few days ago, she'd been wary of my magic.
"Don't worry. This is for myself."
I patted my shoulder, and the stiffness instantly vanished. The fatigue from studying for more than half a day disappeared in an instant...so refreshing.
Lately, I've only been going to the classroom, the witch's room, and my own room.
When I'm investigating the witch in my room, Alto Dante keeps me company. She must be craving the donuts and coffee au lait that Honey Scent prepared. After I finish investigating a section, we collect the juice. We're practically a couple living together...unfortunately, Alto Dante hasn't said a single sweet word.
"Ahhh, so refreshing."
"Your voice is disgusting."
"This is a fatigue-relieving magic, super effective. So convenient."
As the investigation gradually revealed itself, magic wasn't just about tools.
For example, a knife is a convenient tool, but depending on how it's used, it can also be a terrifying weapon. Magic is the same. The magic used for milking cows, when applied to girls, would make them roll their eyes in pleasure. However, I have doubts about the common saying that witches are bad people. If a witch's magic causes chaos in the country, shouldn't the responsibility lie with the person using the magic? Relieving fatigue, increasing agricultural production... the witch who created these magics doesn't seem like a bad person at all.
"..." Stare.
I felt a gaze coming from below.
It was the loli maid Ruriko. I've seen her often in the city since the birthday party. She's small but very earnest, and her cute appearance is popular with girls.
I don't know when Ruriko came into the room. She was carrying a tray. She walked carefully with her head held high. She must have been asked by Mika to bring the donuts.
"Hmm." Pat her shoulder.
Seemingly having seen the magic just now, Ruriko patted her own shoulder.
"Want to try it too?"
"..." Nod, nod.
I drew the magic circle again. Then I gently massaged her shoulder, which was thinner than a board.
"Oh~..."
Ruriko closed her eyes and panted.
Her expression was very satisfied, which I found somewhat ironic. Magic, when used for good, can bring happiness. Yet, it's considered taboo in this country.
"Did you complete the mission? As a reward, you can take one."
Altodani proudly pointed to the plate of donuts Ruriko had brought.
She usually didn't share donuts with others. This was probably because Ruriko was so adorable. Ruriko looked at the plate with more than ten donuts, then picked one she liked—
"Hmm, Bo? Dan? Donuts are too early for a child, choose something else."
Ruriko chose a honey-flavored donut. It was a popular item from a chain store, and also Altodani's favorite flavor.
"So childish. Didn't I tell her to choose what she liked?"
"What are you saying! You have no idea how much a Bo? Dan? donut is worth!"
"I know, 130 yen! Ruriko, take it if you want."
"Ah, no!"
Ruriko and Altodani tugged at each other's donuts.
Even a princess as beautiful as a dream can have such unimaginable expressions.
And not just that. Anger, smiles—I've seen all sorts of expressions on her face. Before, when she tried to snatch the bottle from me, she was just a princess playing with power. As time has passed, my relationship with Altold has gradually changed, hasn't it...?
After Ruriko goes back, we'll collect the juice today—before that, I thought of something.
"There's a magic I want to try in today's investigation."
It's copy magic. It can create a copy of something identical. If this magic can also be used on the little bottle, things will improve dramatically. If the little bottle can only be used once, by copying it a few times, we can lift the curses on several people.
"Is there really such a perfect thing~?"
"Trying it won't hurt, right? If all goes well, that 'Po? Dan? Donut' might even increase infinitely."
"Hmm, good luck, kid, I support you!"
After glancing at the opportunistic Altold, I drew a magic circle on the ground. Trying it on the little bottle all of a sudden is too scary; let's try it with a ballpoint pen first. Ready to finish. I closed my eyes and chanted the incantation. Copy. Increase, increase, increase…
A minute passed, I opened my eyes.
There was only one ballpoint pen.
“Sigh, failed.”
“Tsk, failed.”
I sighed to myself.
I looked up. In front of me was another me. Just like looking in a mirror.
“Kid, you’ve increased!? How disgusting!”
“Why have I increased!?”
“That’s what I’m going to say!”
The me with the exact same height and appearance. No, I should say that other me looked a bit wicked. I’m not usually that evil , am I?
“Kid.”
“What is it!”
We both answered at the same time.
“Don’t copy me!”
As we answered, we knew it was definitely right, it was the effect of the copying magic. No, did that other me think that too?
“I’m the real deal!”
As I started to feel confused, I threw a punch. My right fist hit my left cheek, my right fist hit my left cheek. Injured, I fell to the ground, and the other me in front of me also fell to the ground.
“Hehe… Hahaha! Even if you become two people, you’re still two idiots!”
Alto Dante burst into laughter. But I'm serious. Take a deep breath. There's no point in fighting, is there?
"Calm down. The important thing is to get back to being a human.
" "Yeah. We need to figure out a way to make you disappear."
"Are you crazy? Shouldn't we be making you disappear?"
I glared at myself, and the atmosphere became tense again—at the same time, I heard a very cheerful voice.
"Hehehe... How about we have a brawl and the winner is the real deal?"
That smug voice, radiating genuine schadenfreude, made me and I frown.
"You talk like you're watching a show..."
"Actually, I am watching a show. Hahaha!"
I was really annoyed with Altoldanti. Thinking about what to do next, I suddenly spoke up.
"...Hey. You're the real deal, aren't you? I admit that."
"As expected of me. A smart person."
"I must be a collection of the filth in your heart to appear."
"I see, as expected of Blackheart Meng."
Altoldanti laughed so hard he rolled around, his back to us. Annoyed by that kind of laughter, Blackheart Meng lowered his voice.
"Damn, this is really annoying."
"Yeah. It's difficult for us to handle too."
"...You must be furious, right? Shouldn't we teach Altoldanti a lesson now?"
"Huh? But... wouldn't that be too much...?"
"You know it's too much without me saying anything?"
Blackheart Meng smiled with an expression of having expected this.
"You're probably thinking the same thing as me, right? I'm just more honest."
My expression was so cunning—thinking this, the other person gave an even more malicious smile. Just then, a cheerful voice came from behind…
"It's no fun if you're quiet. Keep arguing~"
Alto Dante was in a good mood, which made me even more annoyed.
"Want to go…?"
"Oh! Let's settle this with our strength!"
Blackheart and I, in perfect agreement, turned around at the same time.
Alto Dante probably sensed something was wrong, and froze with a teasing expression. We slowly walked over—
"What are you doing… Don't touch me! Let go!"
Alto Dante's uniform was stripped off, her underwear was snatched away, leaving her half-naked. Slight resistance was useless against a guy. Especially since there were two of us.
"Isn't this going too far?"
"What are you talking about? You've already grabbed my breasts! And they're both erect."
"Wouldn't it be better if the three of us had a peaceful threesome?"
"Don't talk nonsense! I tell you to stop!"
That look almost made me back down; she truly lived up to her legendary queen status. But seeing her resolute attitude only fueled my desire to conquer her.
I made Ortoldandi mount me, kneading her breasts from below.
Blackheart pressed his penis against her face, smearing his pre-ejaculate on her lips.
"That mouth is so noisy. Hey, eat it already."
Blackheart's attitude disgusted me.
But I wanted to say the same thing. To ravage this dazzling work of art with my penis.
Every time Ortoldandi struggled, her genitals rubbed against my lower abdomen.
It felt like she was actively smearing my body with her love juice. She should know what's coming next, her genitals flowing with honey-like fluid, ready to be violated. She definitely wanted my penis.
"So wet, huh? Ortoldandi wants to eat my penis, right?"
Although it felt like he was going too far, Blackheart was telling the truth. She
was definitely part of me. This brutal attitude was my hidden nature. I loved Ortoldandi, yet I wanted to play with her to my heart's content.
I swayed my hips, rubbing my penis against her genitals. The glans, coated in juice, pressed against her entrance. Ortoldandi struggled, but Blackheart grabbed her from behind. I grabbed her waist, while Blackheart pressed down on her shoulders and wrists. Unable to resist, she was penetrated deep into my body, letting out a soft
"Ugh... gurgle, ugh, ahh..."
The moment my penis entered, Ortoldandi's expression was one of ecstasy. Overwhelmed by waves of pleasure, her rationality waned. The conflict between reason and desire, the way she desperately tried to save face, was just too adorable.
"Hehe... after penetration, your expression becomes very lewd."
Blackheart's penis also became harder, leaking pre-ejaculate, rubbing against Ortoldandi's face. From a distance, the shape of my penis looked rather strange. This savage lust rubbing against her jewel-like face felt odd.
“Ugh, ugh, how dare you do such a thing… shameless…”
“Don’t put it so harshly. Didn’t Alto Dante enjoy it too?”
“Don’t be ridiculous! This… this is practically rape…”
“But, Alto Dante likes being raped, right? If you just want to break the curse, Mary can help. Why collect the juice yourself? I’ve fucked you countless times, and you still come to me willingly, isn’t that just because you want me to fuck you?”
Alto Dante’s face turned red with anger, but she didn’t argue, biting her lip to endure it.
I also feel quite ashamed. The little expectation in my heart was all voiced by Blackheart. Alto Dante usually seems unapproachable, could she actually be a tsundere…? No way.
“Don’t make such a scary face. I like the horny Alto Dante, you know? Today I can make you enjoy it twice as much.”
Blackheart grabbed Alto Dante’s head, his penis pressed against her lips.
Watching Alto Dante sucking his penis from below was quite a novel sight. Along the ridge of her breasts, I saw her desperately opening her mouth to swallow my penis; it was so pitiful, so lewd, that it excited me even more. As my penis thrust in, her stuffed lips groaned.
"See? It feels good, doesn't it?"
The ruthless man continued to torment Ortolodini.
He grabbed her head, making her suck on his glans, and then moved his hips back and forth. Her lips were perfectly positioned over the glans, as if enjoying the softness and suction, constantly moving in and out.
Ortolodini's skin turned red, and her genitals became even wetter.
"Feeling excited by my dry lips—I thought, feeling a pang of jealousy." I, not to be outdone, began piston-like movements, penetrating both of Ortolodini's holes, her whole body trembling.
"Hoo-ah, ah, gu, gu gu… um, gu, wu wu…"
Ortolodini groaned intermittently with the rhythm of my thrusts.
Sometimes, when I forcefully dug into her uterus, her body would jerk violently. At these times, my entire penis would be shoved into her mouth, causing her to cough.
“You’re already throwing up. But you still haven’t forgotten to avoid biting. You’re sucking so skillfully, Alto Dante is so cute.”
Blackheart patted Alto Dante’s hair.
Alto Dante, with the penis in her mouth, squinted her eyes in ecstasy.
She’s happy, isn’t she—thinking this, I felt very annoyed. I’ve already inserted it, and all I got was a few strokes of Blackheart’s hair, and she’s this happy? I was unwilling to give up, so I thrust in even harder. Blackheart also moved his hips accordingly.
“Mmm, gulp…stop…so…rough…ugh…gulp…”
The penis kept digging into Alto Dante’s mouth.
Her tender lips were turned inwards by the penis. After pulling the penis out, I was surprised that such a long penis could fit into her mouth. When I inserted it again, I saw an unusual protrusion in her throat, which was heartbreaking. It made a “plop plop plop” sound, the sound of saliva bubbling from being dried, ugh, that must be the sound of the glans hitting her throat.
Suddenly, I realized that Blackheart was looking in my direction.
I quickly turned my head, and Blackheart Meng turned his head too.
He must be watching me penetrate her. Feeling jealous, right? We were thinking the same thing after all. As I accelerated my movements, the sounds of his mouth above became clearer.
"Hoo... um, gur... gur, gur..."
Ortoldandi's body throbbed between the two penises.
She had no strength left to struggle, so she could only accept the penises and release her love juices. Her eyebrows were furrowed, but she looked like she was enjoying it. Her vagina seemed to want more pleasure, writhing intensely, and her love juices even flowed into her anus.
I kept fucking this tender body.
The rhythm above was the same, Blackheart Meng accelerated his movements. Ignoring that the other was about to vomit, he just kept thrusting violently into her throat. The way Ortoldandi looked, with her mouth open and being fucked, was so pitiful, yet she was enjoying it so much that she couldn't stop. I felt very excited, after all, Blackheart Meng was a part of me.
We both quickly reached our limit, groaning at the same time.
At the same time, we ejaculated into Ortoldandi's body. Semen flowed into both her mouths, the taste, heat, stickiness, and smell all entering her body. Altodannidy trembled uncontrollably—
"Gurgle...Eee...Ugh, gurgle, ahh...ah, ahhhhhh...!"
Finally, her back convulsed violently, and the penis slipped from her lips.
Her mouth, now free, screamed even louder. At the same time, her vagina convulsed violently, clamping down on the penis that had just ejaculated.
"Altodannidy had an orgasm too."
Hearing this, she finally woke up and turned her head. Blackheart pressed his penis against her cheek, spraying semen onto her face.
"Gurgle...such a shameless act...doing this on other people's bodies so casually..."
Because her mouth was full of semen, her speech was unclear. Her tongue had nowhere to escape, but Altodannidy still glared at us.
She could still maintain her senses; this was the rationality of a queen. But while desperately trying to put on an angry expression, her eyes were filled with desire, completely lacking in resolve. Seeing her still putting on a brave face, we made our penis erect again…
“It’s not over yet. I want to fuck your pussy.”
“Ah… sorry. Can I fuck your mouth then?”
We thrust into Alto Dante again.
“You… after all this, aren’t you satisfied…?”
“It’s okay, we can collect the juices for all three of us at once.”
“That’s right. All the semen in your scrotum, shoot it all into Alto Dante!”
We changed positions, each taking turns inserting into the hole.
Ignoring Alto Dante’s growing fear, we violated both holes simultaneously again…
Alto Dante looked very haggard.
But we continued to make her drink semen, spray semen on her, and ejaculate inside her. At first, Alto Dante would struggle, but after an hour she started swaying her hips on her own, after another hour she lost her mind, panting heavily, and after another hour she became unresponsive, being fucked like an inflatable doll.
Finally, we were satisfied, the holy water purification was finished, and I noticed something strange. Blackheart Meng’s body began to become transparent.
"Hey, your body..."
"Looks like the time's up. The magic's effect's worn off."
"So... you've disappeared?"
"Don't look so disappointed. I was originally a fake created by magic. A collection of all your flaws, it's probably better for me to disappear, right?"
After saying this, Blackheart Meng closed his eyes. He deliberately made it sound so harsh, his voice getting softer and softer.
"No. You're not a fake."
I put my arm around the shoulder of my other self and said.
"I really wanted to have a threesome with Alto Dante, and now I've finally achieved it. You're a part of me."
"...Hearing that, I can't feel at ease disappearing."
"Don't worry. People have bad parts and good parts. Wanting to steal things and play with girls is normal. At the same time, there's also the rationality to avoid doing such things, isn't that what makes people precious? The key is not to lose to your inner desires."
After I said this, Blackheart Meng turned his head shyly.
"Hmph. That sounds nice. But the fact that you found out about this means I've completed my mission, right..."
The voice gradually weakened. Blackheart Meng's body glowed, his figure blurring. Starting from my toes, my knees…waist…chest…gradually glowed and disappeared.
“There’s no time left. Absolutely…I can’t make Alto Dante cry…”
Finally, the sound faded, and Blackheart Meng completely vanished.
“Farewell, my other self…”
“Is this the end of the monkey show?”
A calm, angry voice came from behind.
At the same time, something was strapped around my neck. It had an iron chain attached, held in Alto Dante’s hand…
“This collar!? After the magic was used up, it reverted to an ordinary item…?”
“I found another identical item in the room of magical items.”
“Stop, stop! It was my fault! I got too carried away…”
“Shut up.”
She said this, and I immediately shut up. That’s right. Just like the previous one, a collar with slave magic.
“You little pig, you never learn. Should I thoroughly re-educate you? Get down on the ground and crawl slowly in this room.”
Once the magic was activated, it couldn’t be removed. I obeyed Alto Dante’s command and began to crawl on the ground.
"Ah, it's okay to squeal like a pig when you want to talk, little pig."
"poi, poi, poi!"
Even if I explained, it wouldn't help, so I obediently imitated a pig's squeal. Alto Dante's anger subsided. How many hours, or days...?

Chapter 5, The Legend of the Witch and the Princess

. The deciphering of the magic book has progressed a lot.
The first and second volumes are about agricultural improvement and methods to improve health. But as I read through the volumes, I discovered powerful magic. Magic that manipulates people's hearts, the creation of tools that restrict freedom—the pages I'm reading now describe attack magic that directly harms others.
"It seems that the saying that magic makes wars more intense is true..."
I said, then closed the book. Mika heard this and stopped cleaning to look at me.
"Shouldn't we let Princess Mary hear about the topic of history? And we can also collect juice while we're at it?"
"But... that would make Alto Dante angry and upset."
"Should I... ask Princess Mary to help collect the juice?"
An unexpected question left me speechless. Actually, collecting juice with Mary wouldn't be a problem. She's been searching for a way to break the curse, so she'd be happy to help. But lately I've been making love with Alto Dante. Since the appearance of the Black Heart Fierce, she hasn't let me collect the juice anymore.
"Oh dear, Master likes Princess Alto Dante so much, there's nothing I can do. Master and Princess Alto Dante are getting really close~?"
"Don't sing! Are you a primary school student?!"
I felt a little uncomfortable complaining like that. Actually, it's not wrong for me to care about Alto Dante.
"However, regarding the investigation of witches, Master is now the authority. After all, you're the only one who can understand witch script."
"Hmm... what I want to know isn't about the witch herself, but what the people around her thought, how they viewed her back then. Altodani won't tell me anything about that."
"At this point, it's Princess Marie's area of responsibility."
Though she didn't say it directly, her eyes were full of malice. "Please hurry and find Princess Marie. Then collect the juice. Isn't it because Princess Altodani is unwilling?" A sly smile appeared.
Staying here will only lead to more mockery. I'll go discuss it with Marie—after saying this, I left.
After talking to Marie in the library, she recommended I read "The Fairy Tale of the Evil Witch."
I'd heard of this book before when I mentioned it to her. This was my first time reading it—after skimming through it, I closed the book and frowned.
"Didn't it help...?"
"No, this book is very useful."
It tells the story of a young hero.
The villain is a terrible witch living in the mountains. She steals money and food, causing people suffering. Not only that, she turned the air into poison gas, caused rivers to overflow, and raged fires… tormenting the world with all sorts of methods.
Nearby kings sent knights to fight the witch, but they were all defeated and even cursed in retaliation. Just when all seemed lost, a brave young man appeared. He went to the witch alone, found an opportunity, and killed her…
The witch depicted above has the typical face of a villain.
But I just can't make sense of it. Did the witch's magic, which made life easier, really not help people?
"It must be quite jarring for King Kong, a descendant of the witch. These stories reflect the views of the royal family at the time."
"Were these stories made up by the king?"
"Paper was expensive back then, and not many people knew how to print. Just printing and distributing these stories in large quantities must have had some purpose."
"I see. Except for this book, the others are all handwritten…"
The books left by the witch must be too.
Magic to restore fatigue, the next page is magic to repel pests… that book lists many spells in sequence.
The dozens of books weren't systematically categorized; they were probably just written in the order they were created. This means that the changes in the magical content reflected the changes in the witch herself. Initially, the magic was for convenience, but it gradually turned into offensive magic, causing people pain, and finally, she was burned alive. Only "The Fairy Tale of the Evil Witch" remained—
"Kong-kun is studying it very seriously."
"I'm the only one who can break the curse. If others can't, I can only try my best."
"Seeing how hard Kong-kun is working, I understand your status as a royal descendant. We stand above others to sacrifice ourselves for the people; this is the teaching my father gave me."
Mary said, then shifted her gaze. She sighed twice, licking her lips, dry from nervousness.
"So, um… I also need to try my best to fulfill my obligation. Is the juice collection progressing smoothly?"
"No problem. The holy water is almost full."
"Because of Princess Ortoldi's assistance?"
I couldn't speak. The bottle was filled with the juice from my defilement of Alto Dante—thinking about it now, it's rather embarrassing, and I feel bad for Alto Dante too.
"Anyway, Mary, don't push yourself too hard. Duty, self-sacrifice... if it's for that purpose, Mary probably wouldn't want to sleep with you, would she?"
I said, then stood up. As I packed my things to leave the library—
"This has nothing to do with duty, I'd be more than happy to sleep with you..."
Mary's mutterings were blocked by the door and didn't reach my ears.
"Do you think you can bribe me with donuts?"
Alto Dante held a donut in her right hand and a paper bag full of donuts in her left. I walked with her on the cobblestone streets of the city. Because of the incident with the ruthless man a few days ago, she had been in a bad mood, so to cheer her up, I took her to a nearby donut shop.
“But your love for donuts is a bit excessive.”
“Donuts are one of the very few things I feel is worthwhile in my life at this age. Would you like one too?”
“Oh, thanks.”
After saying that, Altodannidy handed me the donut—but all I touched was an empty space.
“Here’s the hollow part of this donut. I’ll eat the outside. You just need to eat the air, right?”
Altodannidy said cheerfully, eating the donut.
Eating while walking isn’t good, but it looks beautiful, probably because of her beauty. Buying a lot of donuts finally improved Altodannidy’s mood.
“I’ve read the ‘Evil Witch’s Fairy Tale’ that Mary recommended,”
I said.
“It’s all about witches killing people, stealing food and treasure. The one who recreated this country is Altodannidy, isn’t she?”
Altodannidy bit into the donut, walking silently, swallowing the donut.
"She didn't steal anything from anyone. She just fulfilled requests when asked; she was a very gentle person."
Suddenly, Altoldiani's gaze drifted into the distance. Having spent some time with her, I could sense her emotions. She rarely spoke of her past. Even when I inquired about witches, she usually remained silent.
"There's a bad side to the human heart…you've said that before, haven't you? But she was too gentle to know such things. To those who intended to exploit witches, she only offered magic out of kindness. Even in prison, she didn't resist, and was burned alive. It was my father who ordered her burned."
"I'm sorry. If you don't want to talk about it, don't force yourself."
It was a calm, flat voice. But Altoldiani continued. As if opening up her long-closed heart.
“I was the one who told the witch about the evil side of human nature. Then she cursed the royal family, gave me the curse of immortality, and died. But seven hundred years have passed. Even if she did something bad, shouldn’t she be forgiven?”
Altoldiani’s gaze drifted, as if she were reminiscing about something.
She wanted to be freed from the curse. But there was no one who could lift it. She had no desire for the future.
Whether she wanted it or not, everything was nearing its end.
The small bottle of holy water was almost full. One more time and it would be full. Then came the choice. If the holy water was given to Altoldiani, no one else could use it.
We’ll go back to the city, then to my room.
After looking at the small bottle, Altoldiani took off her clothes without hesitation.
“We’ve done it so many times already. It seems this is the last time.”
These words broke my heart.
The last time—for Altoldiani, sex was just preparation for lifting the curse. It was this kind of relationship from the beginning, so I have nothing to complain about. Even thinking that way, I still felt very unhappy.
"Enjoy my body as much as you like."
Ortoldi lay on the bed, stretching out her body.
Is this a farewell ceremony? It's the last time anyway, so I can do whatever I want with her, right? Growing increasingly annoyed, I took a breath and pulled off her clothes, turning Altold's body over.
Grabbing her buttocks and spreading them apart, her shoulders trembled.
The skin at the bottom of her buttocks revealed a narrow opening, redder than the surrounding skin. I exhaled, and Altold's body trembled, her gaze shifting uneasily.
"Pervert… Even though I said you could enjoy it as you pleased, you use this method?"
Altold spoke as if helpless, but her voice held a strong sense of shame. This voice aroused me even more, and I rubbed her anus with both hands. Pulling open the small opening, Altold's body trembled.
"We've done this so many times, there's nothing to be ashamed of seeing your buttocks."
"So noisy… hurry up and finish collecting the last bit of juice."
Shame cracked her pride, and to conceal this, she became even more arrogant.
I liked that too. For Altold, sex was probably just a means to break the curse. But to me, she was a very special woman.
*Chirp*, I kissed her buttocks, *Eek*, I heard a scream.
Even when I licked that spot, Altoldian didn't resist. Or rather, she didn't know how to react, so I licked even harder.
"Mmm! Boy! Where are you licking... ahh... mmm, gurgle... that... that's not a place to lick, is it..."
My tongue seemed to tickle Altoldian, causing her to writhe in discomfort.
Amidst her confused cries, perhaps once every five times, there was a sound of barely concealed pleasure.
It must feel so good. Realizing this, I continued licking. I smeared saliva, rotated the folds, and thrust my tongue inside, licking with a disgusted expression. Altoldian's moans went from once every three times to once every two times...
"Ugh... mmm... my stomach is so itchy... stop... tongue, don't move... ah... mmm, ahh... ugh..."
Finally, even her self-respect was licked away, and Altoldian began to moan comfortably.
The way the anus expresses itself is different from other places. Altoldian didn't curl up; instead, her whole body seemed to lose strength, her expression lewd, her voice relaxed, clearly enjoying my licking. I opened her tightly closed anus and gently pressed it with my tongue.
"It's about time to go in."
When I looked up, Altodani looked at me uneasily.
I didn't care about anything else, spread her buttocks, and inserted the tip of my penis into the place I had been playing with for so long, her most shy spot.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm... ooh... it hurts..."
A strong pressure came from the head of my penis.
Altodani bit her lip and trembled as she gripped the sheets. Although I had been licking her for a long time, her anus was still so tight that my penis hurt.
"Your first time here is mine too."
After making a unilateral declaration, I pressed down on her with my weight. Because it was clenched so tightly, I couldn't insert it all at once, and my penis slowly, slowly went in. Finally, the whole thing was inside, and my lower abdomen touched Altodani's buttocks.
"Ooh... pull it out right away. We can talk about it later... haa..."
Seeing Altodani's uncomfortable appearance reminded me of the day I first had sex with her.
To this day, countless men must have praised Altodani's beauty. However, the only person who knows her true appearance is me. The feel of her breasts, the flesh clinging to my penis, the lewd expression filled with shame and pleasure, the tightness of her anus, the softness of her rectum—all of these.
"Mmm, oh... I said I'd let you enjoy yourself, but I never expected to do something like this..."
Her protest lacked any real strength.
The hole, which had been tightly closed, was now stretched open by me, making Ortoldandi very uncomfortable. Her lips parted slightly as she breathed. I slowly swayed my hips, and her breaths turned into muffled groans.
"I'm starting to move. I'll be careful not to hurt your ass."
As I pushed back against the tightness, her buttocks swelled up.
When I inserted, this time the flesh around her anus sank in, slowly sinking into my body. Ortoldandi seemed to be the embodiment of beauty, yet her anus was so lewd. This sight made me move faster.
"Ha, ahh... It hurts so much... Ah, um... I can't take it anymore... Stop...!"
Her voice gradually became mixed with pleasure. She couldn't just be in pain... I believed that, carefully probing her rectum. I changed the depth and angle, letting her rectum get used to it, and then thrust in forcefully…
“Ah… gurgle, ooh… mmm…!”
Then I discovered the spot that made her moans sound so good and focused my attack on that spot. I searched for the dormant sensitive areas of her virgin anus and awakened them one by one.
“Altoldiani can feel it here too. Don’t be afraid, you can orgasm with your ass too.”
“No, don’t joke around… I… am not a pervert who can feel my ass…”
“But, it feels good, doesn’t it? Your expression betrays you.”
As my penis went all the way in, her body trembled violently, and she let out a sweet panting breath that seemed to come from her lower abdomen.
The pleasure must have surpassed the pain. I started to thrust forcefully. Her anus was clenched tightly, but her rectum was very lubricated. I accelerated the thrusting, enjoying the two sensations alternately, becoming more and more excited. Altoldiani seemed unable to resist the stimulation of her anus either, and began to pant heavily.
“Ee, mmm, ah, ee… it’s so hot… no, I can’t take it anymore…”
Her mouth said no, but she didn’t resist, obediently offering her ass for me to fuck. This voice, expression, and attitude all stimulated the male’s desire. Her panting, pained expression only made me want to fuck her more, right?
"Here we go, Alto Dante!"
I forgot it was Alto Dante's first time, and focused on thrusting my hips.
Alto Dante responded to my rough actions, moaning continuously. Finally, my excitement reached its peak, and I ejaculated...
"Ah...orgasm...my ass...I actually orgasmed..."
Alto Dante's body trembled uncontrollably, her rectum receiving all the semen. My penis trembled continuously, and Alto Dante's body convulsed...The long orgasm finally ended, and we both lay on the sheets.
Collecting the juice one last time was even more pleasurable than I had imagined. I comforted the shy and unwilling Alto Dante, letting her lie on the bed. I scooped out the semen that had soiled her ass, and then pressed the bottle against her anus.
"Gurgle...this shame, and the first time in my life..."
I also scooped out the semen from her rectum. She must have felt like she had diarrhea, avoiding her eyes, enduring the feeling of the semen being scooped out.
After collecting the juice, I began to refine the holy water.
The small bottle filled with juice glowed, the light growing brighter and brighter. Then, the clear liquid that had accumulated until now began to emit a golden glow…
“This is the holy water to lift the curse…”
Looking at the completed holy water, Oltto Dante, having recovered from her shock, sat on the bed and looked over.
The moment I noticed that gaze, my expression tensed slightly.
“Don’t waste it like you did at the beginning. Use it as you see fit. I have no intention of getting anything more from the witch.”
Oltto Dante noticed my tension and said calmly.
If this holy water could lift Oltto Dante’s curse and solve all the problems, that would be wonderful. But she wasn’t the only one cursed. Me, Marie, unfamiliar nobles and royalty… there must be many people who need the holy water. There’s only one small bottle. And it might only last one use.
“…Don’t you want to lift the curse?”
"When I discovered hope of breaking the curse, I did want to lift it. I don't deny that. However, I really like this kind of curse that allows me to maintain my beauty forever,"
Altodendie said calmly.
"But... let me put it this way. If I have one wish that I hope to have fulfilled... it's that you, as a modern witch, can kill me."
But it was too calm. A calm voice as if suppressing all the thoughts in her heart.
Altodendie hated the witch who caused chaos in the country and cursed herself.
I've always thought so. But actually, I felt the opposite. Her voice when she talked about the witch was filled with nostalgia and sorrow.
"However, that witch brought a lot of trouble to my country. That's why my father wanted to execute her. As a modern witch, you need to take on this responsibility and free me from this hateful curse!"
She must be lying. The only witness who has lived for seven hundred years is Altodendie. Even if she's lying, I have no way to verify it.
"But why say such things...?"
I sat on the bench in the courtyard and picked up the small bottle of holy water.
The golden holy water shimmered in the sunlight. For this bottle of holy water, I'd been like a stallion for a while. Finally achieving my goal, yet I felt no joy.
Holding the small bottle of holy water in my hand, I recalled Oltto Dante's words. "
I wish you would kill me"
—if it were the me of not long ago, I would have directly retorted, "What nonsense!" But our relationship has deepened considerably. I can now understand the sadness behind Oltto Dante's wish. She probably doesn't hate witches. "A gentle person"—that's how Oltto Dante described witches. This gentle witch was manipulated by villains, ultimately cursing the betrayers and meeting her end. Oltto Dante herself has lived in seven hundred years of torment…
"What are you thinking about, Kongo?"
Suddenly, someone took the small bottle.
Himeko and Marie stood before me. I had been lost in thought and hadn't noticed them approaching.
"Wow, give it back! This is very important!"
"Oh dear, I feel like I've seen it somewhere before... Ah, could it be that bottle!?"
Himeko jumped as if she had touched something dirty, and I quickly caught the small bottle that had fallen.
"It's all filled with things like those from back then...?"
"Ah. Holy water made with lots of juice."
Hearing this, Himeko recoiled even more. Although it was a misunderstanding with her that time, she must have remembered.
"It's finally over."
Himeko's expression was terrifying, while Mary's expression showed relief.
"However... I'm sorry, it's possible that I can't lift Mary's curse."
"It's okay. It's Kongou-san's stuff, it's only natural to use it on yourself."
"Um..." "Is there...
someone else who wants to lift the curse?" As
I stammered, she sat down beside me and took my hands.
"Can you tell me? I don't know if I can help, but at least it will make you feel a little better. Please don't suffer alone."
The moment I heard Mary say this, I suddenly realized something.
I had been carrying a problem all along. These past few days, I had been thinking about what Oltto Dante had said, and I was stuck in a mental block.
"I'm sorry, Mary..."
Looking at the princess's calm smile, I explained frankly. The true face of Altoldanti, the image of the witch she spoke of, the curse, the holy water to lift the curse...
"Your Highness Altoldanti, is that Her Majesty Altoldanti...? I hadn't noticed until now, it's incredible. And, this connection with the witch..."
Altoldanti's magic made her unnoticed; giving her information directly would negate its effect. Mary and Himeko seemed to snap out of their daze, looking at me.
"Altoldanti wants me to kill her. I'm not qualified to do that. But I don't know what it feels like to live in agony for seven hundred years. What's the best course of action? I can't figure it out no matter how hard I try."
"Please calm down. Let's sort things out one by one. Once it's knotted, no matter how much you pull it apart, you won't find the right answer."
Following Mary's advice, I untangled the knots in my mind, one by one.
The king at that time had done something terrible to the witch.
So, that's why the king and his nobles were cursed, that's what Oltto Dante thought. It makes sense. No direct killing, but inflicting pain worse than death… but something seems off.
"Then why leave a way to lift the curse…?"
"Because they didn't want the witch's bloodline to end?"
"Would pain worse than death cause their descendants to suffer too? If it was to preserve offspring, there must have been many more reasonable methods, right?"
This is a question I've thought about before. But because Oltto Dante concealed his identity, he refused to answer seriously. So I left it unresolved…
"And, could it be that the witch never harbored any resentment towards anyone at all?"
"Humans have done many terrible things to witches. If she didn't hate them, she wouldn't have left a curse, right?"
"Curse or magic—we just arbitrarily label them that way. Could they actually be the same thing? Magic, depending on how it's used, can be used for good or bad, like a tool…?"
It was only here that I realized this for the first time. What I've always considered a "curse," upon closer reflection, is immortality simply a human dream, isn't it? If it's for revenge, causing pain to an enemy while granting them immortality, it doesn't make sense.
"The witch resents people. Thinking about it this way, it's the same as Kongo's view. But, the witch doesn't resent anyone… If we look at it from this premise, can we discover a different world?" "
...Isn't this speculation too far-fetched?"
"Resentment, isn't that also our own arbitrary speculation?"
The witch gave people magic, improving their lives.
But because of those she once helped, they were burned alive.
Then, she placed a curse on the royal family—that's an objective fact. Even Altold, who actually lived through that era, could only speculate about the witch's thoughts in this way at the time.
"So, when she talked about witches, her tone was always so nostalgic. Despite being cursed, she didn't seem angry at witches. A witch who makes Ortolodette look like that wouldn't hate humans, right...?"
"Right. Compared to the storybooks I introduced in the library, and the dozens of historical records Kongou has read, you believe Her Majesty Ortolodette more, don't you?"
A teasing, encouraging voice rippled through the conversation.
Mary rarely showed such a smile. I felt like I'd been shoved from behind and quickly stood up.
"Thank you, Mary! I want to do it again..."
Before I could finish, ouch! I screamed, a burning sensation spreading across my back. Someone slapped me hard.
"That's unseemly. Instead of wasting time talking, get to work!"
"Ouch! The General heard what we were saying, didn't he?"
“I only understood half of it. The main point was Princess Ortoldi’s sadness, but Kongou didn’t comfort her. I don’t know how to handle it, right?”
“That’s impressive. You’re half right.”
“Then hurry up and go!”
Bang! I was patted on the back again and quickly ran away.
“Marie, General, thank you! I’ll thank you properly next time!”
I ran into the school building. The two of them looked at my back with complicated eyes.
“Is it okay? So they’re really dating now?”
“It doesn’t matter. It feels bad to see that guy looking so down in the classroom every day.”
“It’s hard to watch someone you like looking so down.”
“That’s right—”
Himeko finally snapped out of her reverie and shut up. Mari blushed and glanced at her classmate.
“We’re even.”
She finished with a wry smile.
If you only read the storybook, you can see that witches have been considered bad people for a long time.
And there’s a curse. Knowing that Mari and the King are cursed, they must be afraid of witches.
Setting aside this preconceived notion, I reread the magic book from the beginning. I
saw the nostalgic expression on Alto Dante's face when she talked about witches. Even after living for seven hundred years, she didn't hate witches. She always regretted that witches were burned alive. My knowledge of history was insufficient, but Alto Dante was very familiar with it. Someone she liked so much couldn't possibly be a bad person.
I dug out books from the pile—five, ten… the finished books piled up like a mountain. As I started building a second mountain, I found an ancient pile of papers on the bookshelf.
No titles, no cataloging, just papers haphazardly tied together with string. I opened it; inside were articles written in witch script. "
I have the ability to turn thoughts into reality. With my human female appearance, people won't be surprised by my ability. In short, I use the words I glean from investigating human information to claim my power as 'magic.'"
This was different from the books I'd seen before. The book, titled "Magic Records," recorded how to use magic. But this manuscript referred to itself as "I." Was the witch beginning to reflect on herself—?
For me, nothing is impossible… That was my initial thought, but it was just arrogance. Human life and the human heart, even if they can be temporarily maintained and replicated, cannot be created.
To make the world a better place. Although everyone's thoughts and beliefs are different, as long as they complement each other, the world can become a better place.
A beautiful world and wonderful people—if I used my magic, I should be able to achieve this ideal. To
make it rain, to warm the weather, to listen to the sounds of animals. To heal those who want to be healed. To teach those who are hungry how to make food.
In the end, not only me, but people also regarded these methods as "magic." But the tools used to cast spells, the magic circles used to cast spells, will produce various effects and scales depending on the user. Research is needed.
People thank me, and I have learned a lot.
Art, thought, civilization, education. Even food processing will taste different depending on everyone's method.
Bread is particularly interesting. Grilling, frying, adding things to the dough to enhance flavor, changing the shape and baking time—it's all very interesting.
While I feel joy in fulfilling people's expectations, some people also see me as a god. I told them I wasn't a god, and they called me a saint and a "witch." Coming to my senses, these titles came to me.
Yes. This is the witch's notebook.
A woman possessing near-omnipotent power, she shared that power with people. The world depended on the witch, and the witch loved them, using magic for them. This is the gentle witch Altodandi spoke of.
But this notebook also records a series of events that led to her disillusionment.
Ultimately, people used the witch's power for war and power struggles. Kings and nobles from various countries secretly sent envoys, hoping the witch would curse someone. The witch accepted these requests, and unknowingly, all the powerful figures in neighboring countries were cursed.
Similar to what I expected. If this is how it happened, then people brought this curse upon themselves. The witch who once loved people, changed because of their betrayal...? I cautiously looked at the notebook, which described the witch doctor. Finally, I found a certain sentence in the notebook.
As if radiating light, letting the breeze tousle her golden hair, Altold arrived.
In an instant, it felt as if a statue had appeared in the courtyard. Altold was beautiful to this extent, yet lifeless. It perfectly matched her melancholic expression, weary of everything in the world. The Altold I knew—the one who insulted others, ate donuts, blushed at being mocked, and sought revenge with her smile. This Altold I knew had vanished. The one before me was the princess I had seen many times since entering the academy, her eyes filled with melancholy.
Which one was her true self?
I suddenly wondered. At seventeen, Altold must have been a girl with a rich array of expressions. But seven hundred years of accumulated melancholy had made her sentimental.
"You've made up your mind,"
she said calmly.
"I've decided. I will lift your curse."
"Is that so?...Finally, it can end."
"But I won't let you die."
Altold's expression instantly turned fierce, the atmosphere tense.
"I hate being played with."
A calm, yet powerful voice.
I was driven by this force of will, but I still decided to face her. She must be using this attitude to torment herself. The stagnant guilt, after seven hundred years, had become even heavier, forming a thick shell that covered her heart.
"Don't be so hard on yourself. The witch has never hated anyone. She just likes people, giving them magic and convenient tools whenever they ask… curses are just one of them."
"Yes. That's how we exploit kind witches. Then, using magic against villains as an excuse, we frame them and execute them. Modern witches, you have the right to avenge this."
"Neither I nor the witch ever hoped for such a thing!"
Therefore, I had to break through the shell covering her heart.
Seven hundred years is heavy. I cannot understand that torment. She might be about to break, yet she felt she had no right to remain uninvolved. But this was also Altodori's own decision. Burdened by the guilt accumulated over seven hundred years, it was because she valued the witch so much that she couldn't simply walk away.
I pulled out the tattered papers, and Altodanni frowned in surprise.
“These are the witch’s notes. They also mention you. She considered you her first friend.”
Her eyes widened in astonishment at those words.
This made me even more certain. A man had driven the witch to her death, yet she still considered his daughter a “friend.” That’s why Altodanni couldn’t hate her. The witch was gentle and loved people. It’s just that people didn’t know how omnipotent her abilities were, so they attributed the curses and calamities they asked the witch to inflict on their enemies to her own actions. “
In these notes, she also wrote about the witch’s lover. The witch fell in love with a nobleman, had a child, and loved people even more. Then she discovered the consequences of her curses and was willing to accept the retribution. You know this very well, don’t you? The witch was just too gentle.”
Even if the witch resented being killed, she couldn't possibly curse Altoldandi.
Many members of royalty and nobility, including Altoldandi, were cursed. That's why the witch was punished and burned alive. Cause and effect were completely reversed; Altoldandi couldn't possibly have missed such an absurd fact. However, she must have—
"No! My sister is not wrong! I should have atoned…!"
"That's what you think, isn't it? You hope to suffer forever as atonement; isn't that the kind of thought an ordinary person would have?"
Tears welled in Altoldandi's eyes, dripping onto the notebook recording the witch's thoughts before her.
"I…can't understand witch's writing…"
"I can translate it for you. And I can also hear Altoldandi's innermost thoughts."
"How can I possibly finish? There are seven hundred years…"
"That's troublesome. There's not enough time. Sixty years from now, Altoldandi and I will both be old."
I opened the small bottle.
Altoldandi looked puzzled—but didn't resist, quietly closing her eyes.
That must mean nodding. I tilted the small bottle and poured the golden liquid onto Alto Dante's head. The holy water turned into particles of light and was absorbed into Alto Dante's body. The "Fairy Tale of the Evil Witch," a forgotten story hidden behind it—the gentle witch and the princess of the Eastern Kingdom who missed her—finally came to an end.
To put it simply, the small bottle isn't only for single use.
My dad's bottle broke after one use. But that was because he used the holy water on himself. After using it, my dad wasn't "cursed anymore," which explains why the bottle didn't react no matter how much juice he collected.
My dad isn't here, so I can only guess; this must be the truth. The small bottle can make many times the uncursed holy water. This is great, but another problem arises.
“Really…you’re too kind. Isn’t this just adding to the problem again?”
“I can’t help it…it concerns Mary’s father’s life.”
“Really…um…it won’t be a problem next time, right?”
“No, Mary has an appointment for next time…ah, oh…licking like this, I’m so turned on I can’t speak…”
I lay naked on my stomach, with Oltto Dante, equally naked, behind me.
She licked me from behind. Grabbing my penis, she licked my scrotum, then up my perineum, even my anus.
“Really, if this keeps up, when will I ever get pregnant with my husband’s child…?”
Oltto Dante’s voice was a little angry, and her hands moved faster. This intense play made my waist throb involuntarily.
“But…why is the method to break the curse by collecting juice, such a whimsical method?”
“It must be because it’s the first time having a lover and having a child, she’s too excited, right?”
“…If it’s my sister, I can’t deny it.”
That notebook also described the witch’s joy at giving birth. Having a child with love and affection makes the witch happier than any magic she has created before. The witch's husband was a noble youth cursed by her. Even her child was cursed. After learning this, the witch created a small bottle to lift the curse.
In short, more juice needs to be collected.
If I use the holy water on myself to lift the infertility curse, this small bottle will be unusable. Therefore, I haven't lifted my own curse. Next, I need to lift Mary's gluttonous curse. Besides, there are many other cursed nobles in the country; I wonder when it will be my turn.
"Anyway, hurry up and lift the curse. I don't want to wait any longer!"
She sulked like a child, lying on the bed.
No, this should be her "original appearance." After the curse was lifted, she gradually showed an expression I had never seen before. This must be the real Altodanti, who lived for seven hundred years and is immortal.
“No matter how much you complain, there’s nothing you can do. There are so many cursed people.”
“I’m in a dilemma. I only have sixty or seventy years left to live. At this rate, I’ll be an old woman soon! That’s not good!”
“…I didn’t plan to be a stallion for sixty years.”
“Then hurry up. While your thing is still usable, get me pregnant!”
Altoldiani’s body writhed, her full breasts swaying from side to side.
Right, after Altoldiani’s curse was lifted, her breasts felt even softer. Her body, frozen at 17, began to grow again. I’m still a student, having children and getting married will probably be a long time away, but for Altoldiani, who has lived for over seven hundred years, the recurrence of time might make her a little uneasy.
“…I understand. One year! Give me one year. I’ll solve everything!”
I said, and Altoldiani lowered her head, her gaze troubled.
“Really?”
“We made a deal. After this, it won’t be collecting juices, it’ll be fucking you until you have a child!”
To be honest, I wasn’t very confident.
But, I had to pretend at a time like this. I tried to maintain a serious expression, and Altodanni propped herself up, squirming and pressing closer.
"There's really no other way... Until then, husband, just keep collecting the juices. I'll help too..."
She became very affectionate, one of the changes after the curse was lifted. Like a kitten rubbing against its owner, she was so adorable. This time, it was my turn to push her down, my penis entering her already wet crevice.
"Gurgle, ah... penis, it's in..."
Altodanni screamed, her back arching backward.
Countless folds of flesh throbbed, welcoming my penis. The initially elastic, lustful flesh, with each day I fucked her, became even more tender, with a feel that perfectly clung to my penis. This change was probably evidence that her menstrual cycle had started again.
Years later, Altodanni became pregnant with my child.
Altodanni's curse, my witch bloodline, the girl who inherited both our bloodlines, grew up, causing a great uproar in the world under the name of "the immortal witch."
This happened a long time later. We didn't care about anything else, just enjoying our current life as lovers.
"Mmm, ahhh... that hot cock... it's inside..."
"Not yet, I'll make you climax all at once."
Altodani was in pain, I kept thrusting. There was still a long night ahead.

[The End]

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