Hentai King System

(Ah…)

Inside, a sound of something crumbling.

Even though until just now she had so hated this opponent.

No, even though she should still be unable to forgive him now, her body was already moving as if with another will.

Rather, more. She wanted more.

(A lie… Why am I…)

While confused, Aria kept accepting Rigel's tongue.

Seeing that, he slowly parted his lips with satisfaction.

Their mixed saliva connected, drawing a thread.

"Puha! Haa, haa…"

Aria's face was dyed bright red.

Floated by shame and some irresistible heat.

Bringing his mouth to her ear like that, Rigel said quietly.

"Kuku… In my hands… a woman is just a 'hole.' I'll beat Amelia around as I like and make her fall the same as you. Nice work, Aria. You'll get more sex-slave comrades."

The words were cruel, and rather than malice they were like a coldly arranged declaration of victory.

Aria's eyes opened wide.

Anger, denial, rose reflexively.

"I-I can't let you… do something like that…"

But the voice trembled, and the core supporting her resolve was somehow unreliable.

The rest of the words broke off as if hazing, and the unsteadiness at her feet rode the voice as is.

Rigel laughed as if snorting small.

"Fu…"

In that laugh there was no longer a scrap of doubt.

On his palm the principle of a woman falling was already carved.

Not power, not fear, not passion. Only the certainty of "winning."

By her ear he whispered again.

The voice was even gentle.

"It's fine. You already understand too, right? That you can't stop me."

That single line made a sound of something inside Aria being smashed.

She wanted to deny it, yet could not deny it.

Indeed, neither sword nor magic had worked.

But it was not only that.

Words, will, and even her heart were on this man's palm. Her body had learned that first.

"…"

She could not voice anything.

Even she did not know whether that was frustration or patheticness.

She simply could not look away, and could not resist the sensation of sinking into his gaze.

It was as Rigel said.

She had no choice but to admit it now.

Having the Scale Sword's [Enslavement Magic] bounced back was only a trigger.

Even without that, she would have been made to submit before Rigel eventually.

"Now then, I'd like to get fancy with a second creampie… but unfortunately I have plans too."

"…Plans?"

"You were reasonably strong. Because of that I couldn't fully keep the appearance of 'lucky wins' like until now. I need to grasp what percentage of people have caught on to my ability."

At that way of speaking Aria faintly furrowed her brow.

She could not help throwing the question that welled up.

"Is there even a need to hide it?"

"Idiot. You don't understand a man's heart at all."

"Well, I'm a woman…"

"Listen. If I show my ability, the women will open their legs on their own, right? Even if the reason differs between fear and worship, it gets one-pattern. I… no, men want to enjoy all kinds of rape. That's absolutely more fun, right?"

"…That kind of bad taste is just you. You really are the worst man."

Aria said it as if spitting it out.

The hatred riding the edge of those words Rigel received as if it were a pleasant stimulus and laughed.

"Well, that's why I intend to slip into the general audience seats without standing out. Don't you come. You'll stand out."

"I wouldn't even without being told… I can't even stand anymore…"

"I see."

Rigel reached a hand to Aria's groin.

The movement of that hand was gentle, yet persistent like a snake that could not be escaped.

Then he traced the slit with a finger.

A wet sound of kuchuri rang.

"Nn…"

Aria leaked a sweet sigh.

Rigel pulled his finger out and licked it as if showing her.

"…!"

Aria's face dyed even redder.

Looking down at that state, Rigel laughed small.

"Well, see you later."

Leaving one smile, Rigel turned his back.

The footsteps were light, without hesitation.

At that retreating figure that left as if leaving nothing and carrying nothing, Aria only silently turned her eyes.

The sound of the door closing rang.

What remained in the room were rumpled sheets and a faintly remaining body heat.

And something huddled inside herself.

A heat that would not vanish, and a memory of defeat she did not want to admit.

"..."

Aria stayed lying there and only closed her eyes.

Thoughts were muddy, emotions already becalmed.

Even so, only his words remained burned in the depths of her ears and would not leave.

With the sound of the third treatment room door closing behind him as the last, Rigel looked back only once more.

There was no reluctance.

Only as if confirming that one stage had ended.

When he returned to the audience seats, a stir still remained after all.

Everyone spoke of the fight with Aria, sometimes lowering their voices, sometimes shining their eyes.

Excitement, confusion, and curiosity.

All of them still seemed to swirl in their chests.

"To think Lady Aria, who serves as Discipline Committee chair, would be defeated…"

"That man… what was his name."

"Rigel, I think. Apparently a first-year."

"I thought I heard something about a hero of some campaign… I couldn't catch it clearly."

"Just who is he…"

Uncertain rumors wrapped the area like a dense fog.

Voices acknowledging Rigel's ability could be heard here and there.

But that tone had not yet reached "certainty."

During the fight Rigel had shown he could handle Aria's [Blade Marionette].

Even an audience of amateurs could understand at least that Rigel had a certain amount of ability.

But few of the audience understood the later stretch of the Scale Sword's [Enslavement Magic].

Also, those who could catch the words "hero of the Valstine campaign" that Rigel told Aria amid the uproar were limited.

Though the scorn like when he broke through the first and second rounds had thinned, it had not reached clear fear or praise either.

An ambiguous air drifted.

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