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Chapter 25 - Mizuki and the Night Visit (Mizuki⭐︎)

It had been a long day. I was back in the inn room with Famu. She was poring over the list of special skills she’d gotten from Laciel. I’d taken a look at it earlier, but the list was so massive that I decided to just leave it to her.

"Famu, sorry, but I have to go fulfill my promise to Laciel."

I pulled the magic key from my storage. It had opened my own door, so it should work on other rooms, too.

"Where on earth are you going this late at night?"

Famu asked.

"Mizuki’s room. I’m going to make a move on her."

"I’m pretty sure Laciel-sama just told you to get along. This is going to cause a huge problem."

"But Laciel was the one who gave me the magic key. I can’t think of any other use for it. There has to be a reason."

I replied to a worried-looking Famu. Still, Laciel was the one who’d matched me with Mizuki in the first place, so I had a feeling things might just work out.

"Did you have night visits in your village, Famu?"

I asked, curious about how it worked in this world.

"Yes. We did, but in most cases, the woman had already given her consent beforehand. Mizuki has not."

"The fact that you know about it means you’ve experienced it yourself?"

"Of course not! Didn’t you see the proof of my virginity?"

"That was menstrual blood."

"It was the day after that!"

Just like Myra, Famu is cute when she’s angry. We were getting sidetracked. Time to get back to it.

"Don’t worry. I’ll win Mizuki over with my magnificent manhood."

"Considering I haven’t fallen for yours yet, Master, I think it will be difficult. I mean, I do want to be held by you forever, but…"

Famu’s words dealt a critical blow to my HP. But I had my reasons for thinking I could succeed with Mizuki.

"No, Laciel told me when I came to this world that she made… it the ideal size for Mizuki. So she should understand the moment I stick it in."

"If yours was made like that for her, does that mean hers was made into your ideal shape, Master?"

"I hope not… I’d rather Mizuki’s parts stay just the way they are. That’s more of a turn-on."

"Master…"

Famu looked exasperated as I burned with fighting spirit for Mizuki’s yet-unseen nether regions.

"I think Mizuki would become your girlfriend if you just tried, Master. The day we first met, she was jealous of me. Besides, a person doesn’t give their underwear to someone they don’t like. Anyone who did that would be a pervert."

I’m pretty sure she was just angry that I’d bought a slave. And Mizuki might just be a pervert.

"You’re giving me too much credit. Reed was rejected because of his age. I’ve got even less of a chance. But where I come from, sneaking into a woman’s room at night was apparently a pretty normal form of communication between men and women a long time ago. So it’ll be fine. I’m just gonna pop over for a bit. You decide on a special skill, Famu."

Of course, neither Mizuki nor I knew of a time when such wishful thinking was the norm, but I kept that to myself.

"Wait. I’m coming with you."

"Huh? If you’re planning on stopping me, I’d rather you do it now."

If Mizuki resisted, Famu would surely try to stop me. I couldn’t win two against one. If I failed, there would be no second chance. Mizuki would just leave.

"Then let me confirm just one thing. Do you remember your promise to only do this with people you genuinely like?"

"I remember. I won’t forget."

I wasn’t sure what "genuinely"

meant, but I did like Mizuki.

"Understood. I won’t help, but I won’t interfere unless Mizuki truly seems to hate it. And… I really don’t want to wait in the room alone."

"Don’t worry. I’ll return to this room in triumph, with a stripped-naked Mizuki in tow."

"Th-that’s not good either. I wouldn’t know what kind of face to make. Please, just take me with you."

"F-fine. I’m not sure about bringing my girlfriend along to make a move on someone else, but the whole thing is crazy from the start, so I guess it doesn’t matter. But I need you to promise me one thing."

"What is it?"

"You’re doing this because I threatened you, and you had no choice. Yeah, let’s say I’m threatening to kick you out of the party if you don’t cooperate."

"So you do recognize that you’re doing something horrible. But I can’t let you shoulder all the blame, Master."

"No, I want to avoid a situation where we’re both resented. I want all the blame directed at me. Please, Famu, you have to be the good guy here."

"I have no idea what you’ve been talking about this whole time, Master, but… okay."

"Alright, let’s go!"

"Let me borrow your phone first."

Is she planning to film this? Well, it sounded interesting, so I handed it over.

We arrived outside Mizuki’s room. I’d watched her go in, so there was no mistake. The area was silent. Hoping she was asleep, I inserted the magic key into the lock and turned. It made a surprisingly loud click, but there was nothing I could do about it. We crept into the room. It was pitch black. Famu followed me in with a lantern. Mizuki was lying on her back on the bed with her knees up. She hadn’t pulled up the blanket, so her whole body was visible. She was wearing a plain white T-shirt and light blue panties with a white polka-dot pattern. Both her hands were tucked inside her underwear, fidgeting around. Her breasts, squeezed between her arms, pushed her shirt up, revealing the pointed tips of her nipples. The bra she’d given me was a D-cup. Those same breasts swayed up and down with her movements.

"Ngh… un… nnnh… nnh… nnh…"

Her eyes were closed, completely unguarded and absorbed in her own world, utterly oblivious to our presence. It was a shocking sight. This was the first time I had ever seen someone else’s real, live masturbation. And it was Mizuki, a high school girl with the face and figure of an idol. She must have been the object of desire for her entire class, no, her entire school. And here she was, lost in self-pleasure. I glanced at Famu, who was also staring, holding her breath. I wanted to watch forever, but I had to act before she noticed us. I moved to the side of the bed and grabbed Mizuki’s breast. A soft, full sensation spread through my palm.

"Ahn!"

Mizuki let out a soft moan. Was she dreaming that someone was groping her? She was so engrossed she didn’t even realize I was the one doing it. I pinched her nipple. It was already hard. Had she done that herself? I rolled it between my fingers.

"Nnngh!"

Mizuki reacted.

"Mizuki,"

I called her name, giving her nipple a stronger pinch for good measure.

"Nnngh! …Ngh… huh?"

Her movements stopped. I didn’t stop my hand. She slowly fluttered her eyes open.

"Nn… Mash… huh? Mash?"

"Morning, Mizuki. Looks like you’re having a good time."

Her eyes went from her molested nipple to my face. A look of shock and shame washed over her expression.

"Kyaa! Mash! What are you doing?! Get away from me!"

Mizuki tried to sit up, but I held her down. As she struggled, her T-shirt rode up, baring her breasts. Even on her back, they held a beautiful shape. I leaned over her and groped them. In the valley between her breasts was a Mana Seed. She’d probably gotten it on our first day. She’d made it into a simple necklace.

"What am I doing? I’m helping you, Mizuki. You look pretty pent up, so I thought I’d lend a hand."

"Get out! I’ll scream and call for help!"

She desperately tried to swat my hands away. I straddled her stomach, pinning her down as I continued to knead her breasts.

"Go ahead. Then everyone who gathers can have a nice viewing party of a naked Mizuki."

"…Please, forgive me."

Mizuki noticed Famu.

"Famu! Please, stop Mash!"

"Famu, it’s just like I told you. Go sit in a chair and watch quietly. If you defy me, you’re out of the party,"

I said, talking over Mizuki. With that, Famu was now a victim, too.

"Master…"

Famu whispered. I reached for Mizuki’s crotch. Even through her underwear, I could tell how wet she was.

"Hey, don’t touch me there!"

I pushed the front of her panties down below her crotch, touching her pubic mound directly. It was perfectly smooth.

"Hey, there’s no hair. Did you shave?"

"Like I’d shave in a place like this! For some reason, it all fell out when I came to this world."

For some reason, Mizuki dutifully answered.

"Is that so? In that case, this must be what I wished for."

My fingers passed over her mound and plunged into her slit. Mizuki’s body twitched. She was already soaking wet. I quickly found her clitoris and rubbed it with my finger.

"Anywhere else change?"

"Ahn! N-no, nothing else… has changed…"

"Mizuki, I’m going to play with you properly, so spread your legs."

"…No. Absolutely not."

Mizuki clamped her thighs together. As I forced my way in, my fingertip brushed against her anus.

"Ah,"

Mizuki gasped. The strength in her thighs slackened for just a moment.

"What’s this? You’re soaking wet back here, too."

I slipped a finger into her back passage.

"Agh, Mash, hey, stop that!"

"I’m putting it all the way in."

I twisted my finger, grinding it deeper inside. Mizuki arched her back, trying desperately to dislodge me from my position on top of her.

"If you let me touch the front, I’ll pull it out. If you keep resisting, I’m adding a second finger."

"Wait, okay, I get it, just… no second finger."

I pulled my finger out. Nothing was on it, but I wiped it on Mizuki’s thigh anyway. I expected her to complain, but she just silently spread her legs. I got off of her.

"Your panties are in the way, so I’m taking them off."

I had her close her legs for a moment and pulled her underwear off. She remained passive, letting me do as I pleased. I moved between her thighs and observed her crotch.

"Mizuki, I thought you’d have pleasured yourself so much it would be dark and shiny, but it’s actually a beautiful pink color."

"…Don’t say such horrible things."

Right. She was still a high school girl.

"Mash, I sometimes go through periods where I don’t, but I do it almost every day. Am I sick?"

Mizuki asked, as if it was bothering her.

"Masturbating? Isn’t that normal? I was the same way in my old world, and there were times after abstaining when I did it multiple times a day."

She was probably self-conscious about it. At my age, I can be open about it. In fact, telling Mizuki about it was turning me on.

"…A guy’s experience isn’t helpful."

"What’s with that, after you’re the one who asked? Famu, how about you? When did you start?"

"I-I don’t,"

Famu answered immediately.

"Liar. Mizuki seems worried, so I want you to tell her."

I was also curious, so I pressed her.

"The first time was when I was ten. I was drying myself with a towel and realized there was a place that felt good. But I basically never had a place to be alone, and then I got sick, so I could only do it when I had the rare opportunity."

Yeah, with family all around, that would be impossible.

"Mizuki. I’d like you to keep this a secret."

"Mm. I know."

"Hey, Mizuki. Don’t forget you’re being raped right now,"

I reminded her as the mood started to lighten.

"Spread yourself open and show me."

For some reason, Mizuki did as I asked. Illuminated by the lantern’s light, she was already more than wet enough, looking perfectly ready.

"Mizuki, you’re beautiful."

"…I’m not happy to hear that."

I buried my face into her crotch. I flicked my tongue against her clitoris. It was already swollen, probably from her earlier session.

"Ngh… Nnh…"

Mizuki was getting off on my tongue. This was a scene that would have been absolutely impossible in our original world. I gradually increased the intensity, teasing her vaginal opening with my fingers as well.

"Ah, Mash, st-stop, ah, ahn…"

Did Mizuki want to continue what had been interrupted? Despite her words, there was no resistance. I decided to bring her to climax once and went on the assault.

"Mash, I’m gonna, I’m gonna cum, stop it, ah, ah, ah, I-I’m cumming!"

Mizuki came surprisingly easily. She must have been well-primed from before. While she lay there, exhausted, I stripped off my clothes until I was completely naked. Then, I pressed the head of my penis against her entrance.

"Mizuki, the contraceptive."

Famu held out the medicine. Mizuki reached out to take it.

"If you drink that, it’s consensual."

At my words, Mizuki shot me a glare and pulled her hand back.

"Mash, I know you’ll probably laugh, but when I was a kid, I decided I would marry the first person I kissed. But when I came to this world, you forced yourself on me… so I wanted to at least save my body for the person I marry."

"Do you have someone in mind?"

"W-well, no, but…"

"Then there’s no problem with it being me."

I pushed the head of my penis inside her. The feeling of her vagina tightening around me and how wet she was felt incredible.

"Ugh, is-is it already… in?"

"Just the tip. Why haven’t you been resisting?"

"My head is trying to resist, but my body won’t listen to me…"

A tear trickled from Mizuki’s eye. I wiped it away with my finger.

"Then give up. I’m putting it all the way in."

"…Mash, just not that…"

I buried myself deep inside her. The resistance continued, trying to push me out, but then with a faint pop, I felt something give way, and after that, I slid smoothly all the way to the back.

"Auuughhhh!"

The sensation of her clenching around my penis was unreal.

"M-Mash, did you really put it in? It, it hurts…"

"It’s in. And it feels fucking amazing. You’re the tightest I’ve ever felt. Mizuki, you’re a masterpiece down there, too."

"Augh, I told you I’m not happy to hear that!"

I pulled my penis almost all the way out. Her vagina resisted, trying to pull me back inside. I slammed my hips forward.

"Agh."

As I slid my hips, I caressed her body. Her glossy hair, her firm cheeks, the slender nape of her neck, her full breasts, her defined waist. Her skin was fine and lustrous, glistening with a faint sheen of sweat.

"Mizuki, you’re the best."

I hugged her, and she hesitantly wrapped her arms around my shoulders. Before I knew it, she was awkwardly trying to move her hips in time with mine. Our faces drew closer.

"Mash, ahn… ahn, ahn…"

I heard her breathy sighs up close. It was a reserved, lovely voice, completely different from the usual cheeky Mizuki.

"Mizuki, you’re forgetting you’re being assaulted."

"I… I’m starting to hate myself. I don’t want this…"

I bit her earlobe. A soft sensation. I pushed the tip of my tongue into her ear canal. Each time, Mizuki’s body twitched. I licked her neck, her armpits. They tasted of slightly salty sweat.

"Mizuki, do you take care of things here yourself?"

"It was always just peach fuzz, but it disappeared along with my hair down there…"

Again, Mizuki answered with foolish honesty. So this had become to my liking as well. I was nearing my limit. The feeling of wanting to cum was building. For the finale, I groped Mizuki’s breasts and sucked on her nipples. For some reason, they tasted sweet. Mizuki reacted sensitively every time I sucked, letting out little cries of "Ngh, nngh."

"Mizuki, I’m about to cum."

"Huh? No, you can’t. I’ll get pregnant."

I increased the speed of my thrusts. Mizuki tried to push me away, bracing her hands against me. I grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head in a surrender pose. I came inside her vagina.

"Noooooo—!"

My seed pulsed into Mizuki again and again. My body trembled with pleasant ecstasy. Mizuki’s eyes shot open as she took it all.

My penis lost its vigor and slid out of her. Our ragged breathing began to calm down.

"I’ve… lost everything…"

Mizuki murmured quietly.

"Mizuki, sorry to interrupt your brooding, but you should take the contraceptive."

"Huh? Is it okay?"

"It’d be a problem in our current situation, wouldn’t it?"

"Yeah… thank you."

I didn’t recall doing anything to deserve her thanks, but Mizuki was being surprisingly obedient.