I could no longer hold back.

The long stretch without a woman’s touch left me unable to form proper words as the climax crashed over me.

"Splurtt! Splurt!"

Thick ropes of semen forced bubbles from her nose.

At the last second I shoved her carefully styled head aside so the bulk of it would not land inside her mouth.

Whether from the sudden push or the force of the climax itself, her eyes rolled and her body shuddered.

"Shit."

I yanked my pants up and ran, searching with every scrap of speed I still had for the place where the Princess had hidden Phonia.

"Phonia, wake up!"

"Ugh... H-Huh?"

Phonia lay in the Princess’s dressing room, a blanket pulled over her. The moment she saw me her lips curved into a faint smile.

"Messiah?"

"Quick, we need to get out of here. Phonia, we have to run."

We hurried through the living room. Phonia’s breath caught when she caught sight of the Princess collapsed with cum dripping out of her mouth.

"Princess..."

"It’s all right. We leave first. Just ignore her."

I guided Phonia outside, then wrote a short note on a napkin and left it where it would be easy to see.

’I’m sorry for leaving like this, Princess. But I cannot do this with you. Please do not contact me again and pretend today never happened.’

Before I shut the front door I opened the settings app.

[Aisha Sinclair]

[Trait: Princess]

[Personality: Absolute Authority]

[Favorability: 101/100]

[The appropriate maximum favorability is 100.]

"Shit. I’m screwed."

Irrumatio usually brought only pain to the one receiving it, little or no pleasure.

The fact that her favorability had climbed meant the memories of being trained as a masochistic princess in the previous iteration had surfaced and turned the act into pleasure for her.

This was dangerous exactly as it stood.

Even while telling myself I should not, I took a picture of the Princess.

I had no plan to spread it or use it as blackmail.

In the worst case, though, something like this might be the only thing that kept her from obsessing over me.

Then i suddenly changed my mind.

I stepped back inside just long enough to pull the napkin with my writing from the table and slip it into my pocket again.

I needed every detail of this night to settle in her mind as the actions of the worst kind of man.

She had to see me as a complete scumbag.

"Ugh... fuck it."

I left the unconscious Princess behind and ran.

Even I could see how low I had sunk.

When she woke she would find only the mess I had left on her face and in her throat, then discover that I had fled with my girlfriend and nothing else.

At the very least her favorability should fall below one hundred.

It had to.

***

In the end the number stayed above one hundred.

I spent the rest of the night and the whole of the next day staring at the app without sleep.

[Aisha Sinclair]

[Trait: Princess]

[Personality: Absolute Authority]

[Favorability: 101/100]

[The appropriate maximum favorability is 100.]

I finally stumbled out late in the afternoon, yawning hard. Sophie had made a pot of soup and was sharing it with Phonia at the table.

"Shouldn’t you get some rest?"

Luckily it was still the weekend. That gave me time to tell Sophie and Phonia everything that had happened overnight and work out what to do next.

"Phonia, from now on, if any girls ask you to hang out, tell me first."

"Ohh~ so you’re an obsessive boyfriend huh?"

Sophie chuckled.

She knew nothing of the disastrous escape that had played out at Signature Hills the night before, so her mood stayed light and easy.

"You too, Sophie. I’m dead serious right now. If any Academy girls try to meet you about me or about Phonia, let me know at once."

"Well, that isn’t hard."

She still did not sound fully convinced, yet she gave me a clear yes.

Phonia stayed quiet longer than I expected.

"Phonia?"

"...Did I do something wrong to Messiah?"

She looked up with wide eyes.

I had trimmed her bangs the day before, so those big, clear eyes blinked at me without the usual curtain of hair.

The eyepatch over the other side still seeped pus, the sight made it hard to keep looking.

I wanted the injury treated as soon as possible.

Eye drops cost five hundred points.

I opened the System app.

[Available Points: 355 pt]

Fifty points had appeared.

The jump could only have come from what happened at Signature Hills.

I had been too rushed to notice the vibration of my phone at the time, but the image of the Princess’s face while she performed irrumatio—those wet, heaving sounds mixed with open joy and pleasure—had clearly registered as points increase.

It was only oral, not even full sex, and the points arrived this fast. At this rate I could afford a sperm-quantity increase within a year.

But it’s still... not worth it to farm points like that.

Even a single affection point past one hundred erased a heroine’s rational thinking.

That was why a plan as reckless as inviting Phonia just to lure me in had seemed perfectly reasonable to the Princess.

"Phonia, you did nothing wrong. But you should have told me before you went there. I’m your boyfriend."

"Gilmon is my boyfriend..."

She repeated the words under her breath, tasting them as if they were something precious.

"I-I’m sorry. I-I-I only wanted to help you. Messiah has to impregnate the heroines and have babies, r-right? You said you would never do that with m-me, so my sister would have to carry all of them. But one hundred babies feels like far too many for her alone..."

"Pffttt—!"

Sophie, who had been drinking peacefully, sprayed water across the table the instant the words left Phonia’s mouth.

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