Vol. 9 Chapter 2.1 – Things Get Complicated When the Harem Gets More Girls

Harem Member Draft Meeting

On the table were cupcakes and tea.

When we stepped into the dining hall, Kurosawa-san, Masaki-chan, and Tashiro-san were sitting around the table, chatting pleasantly.

“Mai!?”

“Oh my…”

The moment they saw Fujiwara-san standing behind me, all three of them looked equally surprised.

Fujiwara-san, meanwhile, looked confused as she asked me,

“Misuzu and Masakicchi… and that’s Tashiro-san from the class next door, right? Hiratsuka-kun’s girlfriend…”

“Ahaha… ex-girlfriend, though.”

Fujiwara-san and Tashiro-san didn’t seem to have ever interacted directly, but apparently they at least knew each other by sight.

“Oh man… this is depressing. If I join a group like this, I’m totally gonna look inferior.”

“That’s not true.”

“It totally is! Jeez.. Misuzu and Masakicchi alone are already impossible to compete with, and now Tashiro-san too…Did you know? Tashiro-san is insanely popular with the younger girls!”

“Really?”

“They even call her the White Lily Princess!”

The instant she heard that, Tashiro-san spat out the tea in her mouth with a loud『bufuu!』and began coughing violently.

“Is that so, White Lily Princess?”

“Ooh… Hey, White Lily Princess. How do you feel right now? How do you feel?”

Kurosawa-san and Masaki-chan showed absolutely no mercy at times like this.

Grinning mischievously, the two leaned over the table and began teasing Tashiro-san.

“I-I-I never asked them to call me that!”

Tashiro-san turned away, her face bright red.

While Kurosawa-san looked ready to tease her even further, Masaki-chan turned toward us and spoke with a slightly wry smile.

“So in the end, you made Mai-chan yours too, Fumio-kun?”

“Yeah. She’s the Fourth Favored Princess now…”

“That’s actually a little surprising. I thought you were planning to just date her normally without bringing her into this room…”

“Yeah… well, one thing led to another, I guess…”

As I faltered over my words, Kurosawa-san shrugged and cut in.

“Well, as far as I’m concerned, if it’s Mai, I’m totally fine with it.”

“Indeed. I have absolutely no intention of fighting amongst fellow Favored Princesses and causing the Confinement King unnecessary distress. Fourth Favored Princess! I look forward to getting along with you.”

When Tashiro-san broke into a smile, Fujiwara-san let out a relieved sigh.

Under normal circumstances, dating four girls at once would mean an inevitable bloodbath.

But when all four of them were in a state of 『Subjugation』, the atmosphere was remarkably peaceful.

The table they were sitting around had four seats.

I offered Fujiwara-san a seat and had her sit down, then pulled over a chair from the neighboring table and took the so-called birthday seat at the head.

“So anyway, the reason I had everyone gather here first thing in the morning is basically to introduce Fujiwara-san as the Fourth Favored Princess. The four of you are more or less the top girls in my group… so it’d help me out if you could all get along.”

As soon as I said that, Masaki-chan energetically raised her hand with a『Question!』

“Outside this room, Mai-chan is still going to be your girlfriend?”

“Huh? Ah, yeah. It’s not like there’s any reason for us to break up…”

Unable to quite understand what she was getting at, I answered hesitantly.

Fujiwara-san nodded emphatically beside me.

But Masaki-chan exchanged a quick glance with Tashiro-san.

The two nodded to each other and stood up.

Then, without warning, they thrust their arms into the air and raised their voices.

“We demand! Better! Treatment!”

“We demand it!”

Fujiwara-san’s eyes widened in surprise, while Kurosawa-san simply stared with her mouth hanging open.

Ignoring how completely dumbfounded the two of them were, Masaki-chan and Tashiro-san raised their voices even louder.

“Misuzu-chan got Fumio-kun’s virginity—get! Mai-chan got the position of girlfriend—get! Now that Mai-chan has become a Favored Princess, Hatsu-chan and I have the right to get something appropriate too! Equal treatment for all Favored Princesses!”

“Equal treatment!”

For some reason, the scene gave me a strange sense of déjà vu, but all I could do was stand there bewildered.

Meanwhile, Fujiwara-san muttered in an unusually low voice,

“Hmmm…So Fumin’s first time was with Misuzu, huh… I seeee…”

Kurosawa-san immediately went all tsundere, unable to completely hide how pleased she was.

“I-It’s not like I’m happy just because I got Fumi-kun’s virginity or anything.”

‘…No, going tsundere at a time like this really isn’t helping.’

I take back what I said earlier.

This wasn’t peaceful at all.

“But even if you say you want something appropriate…”

As I said that uncertainly, Masaki-chan sharply thrust a finger right in front of my nose.

“Promise me you’ll let me be the one to give birth to your first baby!”

“W-Wait! Masaki!”

“M-M-Masakicchi!?”

Kurosawa-san shot to her feet with a shocked expression, while Fujiwara-san began flustering in panic.

Masaki-chan looked between the two of them and gave a smug『Hmph.』

“Misuzu-chan, you’re going to focus on your entertainment career after graduation, right? Obviously you won’t exactly have time to be having babies. And Mai-chan, you’re going to help out with the housework at home, right?”

“You’re already assuming I won’t get into university!?”

GANG!?

Fujiwara-san looked as though someone had just smashed her over the head but Masaki-chan ignored her and continued.

“On the other hand, I’m planning to leave my parents and attend a women’s university in Hokkaido. The whole reason I deliberately chose a school so far away was for this. I’ll be able to give birth without Dad or Mom finding out! And once I’ve already given birth, there won’t be anything they can do about it!”

It was completely insane.

Bad news.

Masaki-chan’s way of thinking was way too punk-rock.

Something was wrong.

Where had that timid little girl from the library, who used to tremble like a frightened small animal, disappeared to?

“W-W-Well, what are you going to do after you give birth!?”

Kurosawa-san’s voice cracked as she shouted.

Masaki-chan grinned broadly.

“I’ve got an idea for that too but I think Hatsu-chan’s request should come first.”

With that, she passed the baton of the conversation to Tashiro-san.

As everyone’s eyes turned toward her at once, Tashiro-san closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Then she suddenly said something outrageous.

“Confinement King, let’s live together!”

“Whaaaat!?”

“No, I do not mean right this instant. Once you enter university, you intend to start living on your own, correct?”

“Y-Yeah, that’s the plan…”

“I have decided to attend the same university and enter the same faculty as the Confinement King. In other words, there is surely no one more suitable than I to remain constantly by your side and look after you. Which means that, at university, I shall be the Confinement King’s girlfriend.”

The instant she said that, Fujiwara-san practically leapt out of her chair and shouted,

“I-I’m gonna go to the same school as Fumin too!”

“That’s impossible, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, probably impossible.”

“Sorry, but… it’s probably impossible.”

“Unanimous!?”

Shot down by everyone at once, Fujiwara-san visibly wilted.

“Ugh… I mean, yeah, okay, I kinda knew that already… But back home, I can still stay your girlfriend and we’ll just be doing the long-distance relationship thing, right?”

“That is fine. Even if it gets found out, it will merely look as though the Confinement King was two-timing.”

“That makes me the bad guy!?”

“What are you talking about! In reality, you are an even worse man than that!”

When she put it that way, I had absolutely no comeback.

“Mm, excellent! My dreams are expanding! The two of us huddled together in a cramped, cheap apartment. Carrying washbasins together as we make our regular trips to the public bath. Beneath the cold winter sky, I come out of the bath first and wait outside, and then the Confinement King embraces me and says,『You’ve gotten cold, haven’t you?』Yes… wonderful. Truly wonderful!”

‘What is this, some kind of Showa-era folk song fantasy…?’

As Tashiro-san blissfully immersed herself in her delusions, Kurosawa-san gave her a flat stare.

“But you keep saying you’ll take care of him… Can you even cook?”

“No problem. Shima is good at cooking. Therefore, it would not be an exaggeration to say that I am good at cooking!”

“That is absolutely an exaggeration!”

Even I couldn’t stop myself from retorting at that.

What kind of Gian logic is that!? Gian¹

“…Wait, does that mean Shima-san is going to live with us too?”

“Of course.”

“Ah… of course she is.”

Masaki-chan nodded with a strained smile.

“Indeed. Shima and I are two halves of the same whole.”

“Me and Kei-chan are like that too.”

‘Kurosawa-san, why are you competing with her?’

Actually, if that was the case, wouldn’t it make more sense for Shima-san and me to just live together instead?

“Speaking of which.”

Masaki-chan clapped her hands together.

“Mai-chan is a Favored Princess too now, so you’re going to assign someone beneath her, right?”

“Yeah, that’s the plan…I was thinking Kayama-san might be good.”

The instant I said that, Fujiwara-san’s eyes flew wide open.

“Kayama-san…You mean Yui-chan!? You even made a move on Yui-chan!? This is bad. My boyfriend is seriously some kind of beast…”

“Don’t worry. You’ll get used to it soon.”

Ignoring Kurosawa-san’s utterly unhelpful attempt at reassurance, Masaki-chan vigorously shook her head.

“Nope, nope! Absolutely not! I’m not giving her to you! Yui-chan is one of my favorites. You hardly ever find a girl who looks that fun to bully.”

A completely sadistic reason for an unexpected refusal.

『Well then, someone else…』I began, only for Fujiwara-san to look up at me from beneath her lashes.

“I want Yui-chan. She’s our maid, after all…”

‘Ouch… this is getting troublesome.’

The moment I gave an awkward smile, wondering what to do, Lili suddenly appeared in midair, spinning as she materialized.

“Leave it to Lili, devi!”

Yep. A reliable little demon girl really is something worth having around.

“Lili, do you have a good idea?”

“Of course, devi!”

At my question, Lili proudly puffed out her chest.

“We’ll hold a faction-versus-faction presentation battle for the right to claim Fumi-Fumi, devi!”

“…What exactly is that?”

I could already tell this was going to be bad.

But Lili raised one finger with a triumphant expression.

“The four factions will each come up with their own special ideas for entertaining Fumi-Fumi, devi. And beforehand, you’ll write down what you plan to do on a piece of paper, devi!”

“Okay, and then?”

“Fumi-Fumi will choose whichever one sounds the most interesting, devi. And whichever faction gets chosen will earn the right to monopolize Fumi-Fumi for a full twenty-four hours, devi!”

“Umm…I mean, it does sound interesting, but what does that have to do with what we’re talking about right now?”

“It has everything to do with it, devi. Depending on who’s in each faction, the kind of play you can do changes completely, debi. For example, with the Slime-girl, you can do slime play. With Ryoko, you can do impalement play, debi.”

“No, Ryoko isn’t someone you’re supposed to impale!?”

Ignoring my involuntary shout, Tashiro-san cracked her knuckles with a series of『boki-boki!』

“Hmm. So if we want the Confinement King, we must seize him through our own strength… Is that what you mean?”

“Devi-devi! So, all four of you are going to reconsider your faction members from scratch, specifically from the perspective of how best to tempt Fumi-Fumi, devi.”

And then Lili made her declaration.

“We’re holding a Harem Member Draft Meeting, devi!”

×××

Colorful lights flashed in time with the deafening house music, while a mirror ball spun overhead.

At the round table set up in the center of the dance floor, the four Favored Princesses were already seated.

Surrounding them was a ring of chairs, where all the girls of mine who had been hastily gathered were lined up in a row.

To list their names: Ryoko Terashima, Akira Mitsuki, Saki Shiratori, Natsumi Shima, Kei Takasago, Yui Kayama, Kyoko Terashima, Chihiro Kanaya—now Kijima Chihiro—and Kiyoka Yamauchi—now Yamauchi Lolisura. Nine girls in total.

‘…What the hell is this?’

I had been made to sit in a special seat set up a short distance away and all I could do was stare in confusion.

This whole over-the-top production made absolutely no sense.

And for some reason, every single one of them was wearing a swimsuit.

The only ones with serious expressions were the four Favored Princesses seated in the center.

The other girls either looked confused or outright exasperated.

Well… except for the one person who had already fallen asleep.

Then, just as the volume of the house music suddenly dropped, a cheerful woman’s voice echoed from the speakers installed in the ceiling.

『And now, it has finally begun! The Harem Member Draft Meeting! I, Freesia, will be your host, while our commentary will be provided by the mysterious masked Demon-sama!』

『A pleasure to be here, devi.』

‘What’s even the point of the mask!?’

『Meanwhile, on the secondary audio channel, we have four maids providing a lively maid commentary broadcast!』

‘What the hell is a secondary audio channel!?’

There were so many things to retort to that even Shima-san, not just me, was fidgeting restlessly in her seat.

『Now then, the premise of this event is that the four Favored Princesses will compete over the members they want for their respective factions. The rules are simple. Each of you will write the name of the member you want on a flip board and reveal it. If multiple people choose the same member, the right to claim her will go to whoever wins a simple game. Although we are calling this a draft, what you receive is not merely negotiating rights. The moment you win, that member is officially assigned to your faction.』

『In other words, the members themselves have no right of refusal, devi.』

『By the way, Masked Demon-sama, why is everyone wearing swimsuits?』

『…Partly for fanservice, devi, but the competition has already begun. This is their chance to appeal to Fumi-Fumi, devi.』

『I see! Still… everyone is wearing swimsuits that are fairly daring in their own way. Masaki-sama’s, in particular, is practically nothing but strings. Quite shamelessly calculated.』

『Oppai-chan has recently learned how to make proper use of her greatest weapon, devi.』

『Meanwhile, Shiratori-sama shows absolutely no enthusiasm whatsoever. She’s wearing a one-piece competitive swimsuit and it’s even the spats-style type.』

『Well… she really doesn’t want to be here in the first place, devi.』

『Lolisura-sama is clearly going for a specific look. An old-school school swimsuit. And then… is Tashiro-sama an idiot? A seashell bikini, of all things, in this day and age.』

『It’s a perfect example of what happens when an overly serious person desperately tries to show off, ends up doing something completely absurd and creeps everyone around her out, devi.』

『I see.』

『By the way, those are scallop shells, devi.』

『So she’s Scallop Woman.』

Tashiro-san’s face was bright red as she trembled all over. Even Shima-san couldn’t possibly cover for her on this one.

Still, Lili and Freesia-san were really saying whatever they pleased.

『Without further ado, we’ll begin the first round of selections. Favored Princesses, please write the name of the member you want on the flip board in front of you!』

The Favored Princesses all picked up their permanent markers at once. Some looked as though they were thinking carefully, while others immediately began writing.

『Now then, this is only the first round, but what is your prediction, Masked Demon-sama?』

『Let’s see, debi… Each of them seems to have someone specific they’re after. I predict they’ll first try to safely secure their respective top choices, devi.』

『I see. Thank you for that utterly predictable commentary. It appears everyone has finished writing, so please reveal your boards all at once!』

The next instant, the entire floor erupted into murmurs.

『Masaki Haneda selects──Natsumi Shima!』

『Hatsu Tashiro selects──Natsumi Shima!』

『Misuzu Kurosawa selects──Kei Takasago!』

『Mai Fujiwara selects──Kei Takasago!』

『Ohhh! We’re starting off with quite the upset! Masked Demon-sama, our commentator, what do you make of this?』

『Oppai-chan is using a strategy aimed at weakening the other factions, devi. If she can secure Nandeyanen, then Ponytail will be nothing more than a scallop, devi.』

『Then what about Fourth Favored Princess Mai-sama’s choice…?』

『No idea, devi. I don’t think she deliberately targeted her the way Oppai-chan did, but…』

『Then let’s ask the lady herself. Mai-sama! What was your reasoning?』

“Hmm… Honestly? Just kinda went with the vibe?”

『Oh my! She’s showing off her gyaru side at a moment like this. How calculating!』

『Since we have duplicate selections, that means it’s time for a game, devi… Freesia!』

『Yes! And now, babam! We present: The『It’s Not Actually Dirty, But It Makes You Imagine Something Dirty』Word Battleeee!』

‘What is this, some kind of late-night variety show!?’

『The rules are simple. Each contestant will write one word or phrase on their flip board that is not actually dirty, but somehow makes you imagine something dirty. Then the Confinement King-sama will decide, based entirely on his own personal judgment and bias, which one sounds dirtier!』

“What!? I’m the one judging this!?”

Ignoring my confusion, Freesia-san carried on with, 『Please write your answers!』

Masaki-chan finished almost immediately, while Tashiro-san agonized over hers for quite some time before somehow managing to write something down.

『Then first, Hatsu-sama, open your board!』

《Chinsukou》

『Next, Masaki-sama, open your board!』

《Removing the Slime》

Though I felt somewhat bad about it, I made my judgment.

“…Masaki-chan.”

『Ohhh! Masaki-sama wins! With this, Shima-sama officially becomes a member of Masaki-sama’s faction!』

『Chinsukou is dirty on the level of a middle-school boy, debi. Compared with that,『Removing the Slime』 has the kind of erotic vibe you’d expect from a sexually frustrated housewife, devi. Extremely erotic, devi. I’d say that was a perfectly reasonable judgment, devi.』

When I looked toward the table, Tashiro-san had slumped forward in utter defeat.

Shima-san, whom she had gone so far as to call the other half of herself, had been taken away from her.

The emotional damage must have been considerable.

『Next, Misuzu-sama and Mai-sama, please write your answers!』

Fujiwara-san finished writing almost immediately, while Kurosawa-san took quite a while. But when she finally finished, she nodded to herself with a satisfied expression.

『Then first, Mai-sama, open your board!』

《Mangosteen》

『Next, Misuzu-sama, open your board!』

《Mentaiko》Mentaiko²

『Oh! The Confinement King-sama is tilting his head in confusion!』

“…Fujiwara-san.”

『It would appear that the erotic appeal of『mentaiko』 failed to reach the Confinement King-sama.』

That was exactly it.

I had absolutely no idea what was supposed to be erotic about 『mentaiko』.

『Devi. Finding eroticism in mentaiko is probably a little too advanced for Fumi-Fumi, devi. The shape, those lines running along it, and so on…』

『Conversely, the fact that Misuzu-sama came up with this means she is quite the pervert.』

“Who are you calling a pervert!!”

Kurosawa-san roared at the speakers.

But the two on the other side of the speakers paid her absolutely no attention and simply moved things along.

『Then, the two who lost, please make your selections again!』

Tashiro-san looked utterly dazed, while Kurosawa-san was sulking, but somehow both of them managed to finish writing on their boards.

『Hatsu Tashiro selects──Ryoko Terashima!』

『Misuzu Kurosawa selects──Akira Mitsuki!』

『I see. It gives the impression that both of them have played it safe and secured highly capable members. Now then, we shall continue into the second round of selections! Please write your choices on your boards!』

While the other three quickly scribbled down their choices, only Tashiro-san sat there for a long time with her brow furrowed deeply in thought.

Was losing Shima-san really that much of a blow to her?

『Now, please reveal your boards simultaneously!』

『Masaki Haneda selects──Yui Kayama!』

『Hatsu Tashiro selects──Chihiro Kijima!』

『Misuzu Kurosawa selects──Kyoko Terashima!』

『Mai Fujiwara selects──Yui Kayama!』

『Ohhh! Masaki-sama has collided with someone again!』

『No, I think… she deliberately picked the same person as that flat-chested girl who won earlier, devi. She’s being pretty calculating, devi.』

When I looked over at Masaki-chan, she had this expression that practically said,『I have no idea what you’re talking about, ehehe☆.』

Masaki-chan has been getting a little scary lately.

『Then, just as before, we shall have another《It’s Not Actually Dirty, But It Makes You Imagine Something Dirty》Word Battle! Masaki-sama and Mai-sama, please write your answers on your respective boards!』

Neither of them hesitated for even a moment.

They finished writing and both looked completely confident in their answers.

『Then first, Masaki-sama, open your board!』

《Nameko-jiru》

『Next, Mai-sama, open your board!』

《Experiment》

“…F-Fujiwara-san.”

When I pointed toward Fujiwara-san, Masaki-chan puffed out her cheeks with a dissatisfied『Muu.』

『That was quite the closely fought match!』

『Indeed, devi.【Nameko-jiru】is some pretty high-level eroticism, devi. It has this forbidden erotic vibe of a mother worn down by everyday life, devi. And using 『ぢる』 instead of the normal 『じる』 is an especially clever little touch, devi.』

『Even so, the fact that Fumi-Fumi-sama still gave the victory to【Experiment】seems to have exposed just how perverted his tastes really are.』

“Don’t make me catch a stray shot too!?”

As usual, my protest was completely ignored, and the two behind the speakers calmly continued the proceedings.

『Then, Masaki-sama, please make another selection!』

After losing, Masaki-chan picked up her pen with a sulky expression.

And what she wrote was──

『Masaki Haneda selects──Saki Shiratori!』

『Ohhh! This is bad. We’ve ended up with one outrageous combination. In one sense, you could call this the most dangerous pairing—and in another, the absolute worst.』

『It wouldn’t be surprising if someone ended up dead, devi.』

『And now, a special rule comes into effect!』

“A special rule?”

It was as though question marks appeared over everyone’s heads.

『Of the four people just selected, three come with bonus members attached.』

『Due to certain circumstances, they’re members who can’t really be separated, devi.』

‘Wait…wasn’t Lolisura the only one who still hadn’t been picked?’

『Chihiro Kijima-sama comes with Lolisura Yamauchi-sama. Yui Kayama-sama comes with Nozomi Amamiya-sama. Incidentally, Amamiya-sama has already been abducted and placed in another room.』

‘Who’s Amamiya again…?’

Honestly, nobody came to mind. I felt like I might have heard the name somewhere before, though…

『And Shiratori-sama comes with Claudia-sama, the high-school-girl detective who is currently right in the middle of being trained.』

“Huh!? W-Wait a second! Claudia-san isn’t even close to being completely broken in yet!”

『As a condition for cooperating, it was already agreed that once the two high-school-girl detectives have been brought down, they’ll be placed under Buaiso’s command, devi.』

I had heard from Lili that Shiratori-san played a major role in the whole high-school-girl detective incident.

Still, I never imagined things had gone that far.

‘An ability-user high-school-girl detective under Shiratori-san… and Masaki-chan above both of them…? Isn’t this getting seriously dangerous?’

It felt like the whole group could easily become impossible to control.

Completely ignoring my worries, the two voices beyond the speakers continued.

『And with that, the entire draft is now complete. Let’s take a look at the final results.』

First Favored Princess, Masaki Haneda Faction──Natsumi Shima, Saki Shiratori, Claudia

Second Favored Princess, Hatsu Tashiro Faction──Ryoko Terashima, Chihiro Kijima, Lolisura Yamauchi

Third Favored Princess, Misuzu Kurosawa Faction──Akira Mitsuki, Kyoko Terashima

Fourth Favored Princess, Mai Fujiwara Faction──Kei Takasago, Yui Kayama, Nozomi Amamiya

『And now, we finally arrive at the main event!』

The moment Freesia-san announced that, the masked demon immediately raised her voice over the end of her sentence.

『Faction Battle! The Fumi-Fumi Competition Presentation begins now, devi!』

『Each team, please split into separate rooms and decide what kind of play you’ll present! Off you go!』

And with that, the girls left the dance hall, chatting noisily among themselves.

They actually looked like they were having a little fun.

That left me completely alone in the enormous dance hall.

The house music had been turned down, and the lights were still going. Once everything became quiet, the kata-kata rattling sound of the mirror ball turning overhead suddenly seemed ridiculously loud.

‘Just turn off the mirror ball already… It’s making this feel even lonelier.’

『So then, Masked Demon-sama, what do you think after looking at the lineup of each faction?』

『Let’s see, devi… Kurosawa-chan’s faction feels pretty safe and conventional. She basically gathered together people she’s already had dealings with. Ponytail’s team, though… judging by the lineup, I get the feeling their options for play are going to be rather limited, devi.』

『They are on the older side, after all…』

『Devi-devi. The flat-chested faction looks harmless enough at first glance, devi, but whether taking in an uncontrollably lazy good-for-nothing will turn out to be a blessing or a curse remains to be seen, devi.』

『Indeed. But in all sorts of ways, the faction that is seriously dangerous has to be Masaki-sama’s. I can’t help but feel sorry for Shima-sama, the most sensible person in the Confinement King’s harem.』

As I watched the mirror ball spinning round and round, I half-listened to the two of them talking.

‘Come to think of it, I am a little worried about Shima-san…’

『Oh my, it appears that every team has now decided on the details of their play. FumiFumi-sama, we shall project them onto the wall, so please direct your attention there.』

Then, as the lights dimmed, words were projected onto the wall.

『First, the faction of the First Favored Consort, Haneda Masaki-sama!』

【Natsumi Shima & Claudia! 24-Hour Thorough Humiliation, Hardcore Masochistic Training Package】

Complete Masochistic training together with the double-S duo, Haneda Masaki and Shiratori Saki!

『Exactly as expected! There is absolutely no way Shima-sama’s opinion was taken into consideration.』

『They’ve turned the fact that the detective JK is currently undergoing『training』to their advantage, devi.』

『Next, the faction of the Second Favored Consort, Tashiro Ui-sama!』

【Role-Play Scenario! Female Boss Blackmail & Humiliation】

You are an unremarkable salaryman working for an underwear manufacturer. Your female bosses and senior coworkers are always making fun of you. But what would happen if you discovered something you could use against them…?

『Will Lolisla-sama be participating in Adult Mode as well? It seems they have made clever use of the comparatively older age range of this group.』

『Ripping pantyhose is a must, devi. With this lineup, the reason they didn’t go for the『babumi』motherly-pampering angle is probably because they’d have no chance of winning if Oppai-chan attacked from that direction, devi.』babumi³

『I see. That is some impressively deep reading of the situation. Next, the faction of the Third Favored Consort, Kurosawa Misuzu-sama!』

【You’re the Manager. Lovey-Dovey Idol Sex!】

All three members of the idol group are crazy about you! Still dressed in their stage costumes, they seduce you into some backstage-room sex!

『Their intention is presumably to make effective use of Kurosawa-sama and Mitsuki-sama’s status as entertainers. Kyoko-sama may only perform on the indie scene, but she is accustomed to being onstage as well. Admittedly, calling Kyoko-sama an『idol』feels like something of a stretch, but I suppose we can chalk that up to the charm of role-play.』

『If anything, that might actually make it feel more like an idol-themed AV, which could work nicely, devi.』

『And finally, the faction of the Fourth Favored Consort, Fujiwara Mai-sama!』

【Lazy Fucking, 24 Hours Straight】

Zero motivation. Just laze around as completely limp and sluggish as possible while continuing to fuck for twenty-four hours like slugs. Poor Amamiya Nozomi, having to lose her virginity through that kind of play.

『Now this is quite the intellectual strategy, devi.』

『Indeed. If Takasago-sama cannot be controlled, then they may as well simply tailor absolutely everything around Takasago-sama instead. One could call it remarkably rational.』

『That last【poor thing】is just Ringlets giving her personal opinion, devi.』

After a brief pause, Freesia-san’s voice rang out.

『Now then, having heard all of those presentations, the one Fumifumi-sama will choose is──』

I instinctively clutched my head.

This was an incredibly difficult decision. It wasn’t just that each plan had its own appeal; there were also several things that worried me.

First, I was worried about Shima-san.

‘I never thought I’d get to experience『dangerous when mixed』quite this literally…’

Next, I was worried about Tashiro-san without Shima-san around.

‘Yep, she’s definitely going to screw something up. She’s a total disaster, after all.’

Then there was Kyoko as an idol.

‘Come on, you’d laugh at that…’

And on top of that, there was the lazy-fucking plan.

‘No way… Are they seriously going to make Kei-chan even lazier than she already is? She’ll never be able to reintegrate into society after that.’

Such was the rather sensitive Confinement King, whose attention kept getting drawn toward all the things that could go wrong.

And after agonizing over it for quite some time, the one I finally chose was──

×××

Beneath my prone body was the warmth of another person’s skin. Munyuu—something soft was covering my entire face.

When I slowly cracked my eyelids open, what had been covering my face was a pair of breasts.

Still groggy and fuzzy-headed from just waking up, I rubbed my face from side to side, enjoying the meltingly soft sensation of her skin.

‘Ahh, so soft… This is the best…’

It wasn’t only that the sensation felt wonderful. The faint, sweet citrus fragrance drifting around me seemed to make my heart gradually relax as well.

‘Mm… Huh, wait?’

As I surrendered myself to that hazy, half-awake comfort and continued enjoying the softness, I suddenly noticed that my crotch felt strangely good too.

When I gave my penis a tiny twitch, the suu-suu sound of a girl’s sleeping breaths that I had been hearing all this time faltered, and a meltingly sweet sigh mixed in.

“Funya… aan…”

‘Th-this feeling…!?’

My eyes flew open and what entered my field of vision was Kei-chan’s sleeping face, breathing peacefully as though she felt completely comfortable.

“It’s inside…!?”

What a shock to wake up to—I was already inside her in the missionary position. My thing, swollen completely stiff from morning wood, was being tightly clenched by Kei-chan’s small hole.

‘Wh-what kind of situation is this…?’

Frantically searching through my memories, I recalled the end of the draft meeting. The instant I voiced my 『selection』Lili suddenly appeared right in front of me…and from that point onward, I remembered nothing.

‘So I got pinned… Which means…’

When I tried to raise myself up, someone pressed down against me from behind as though deliberately stopping me.

“Aha! You awake, Fumin?”

“Fujiwara-san?”

Against my back, I could feel the firm little buds of her small breasts. Apparently, she was naked too.

With her weight suddenly added on top of me, Kei-chan groaned heavily beneath us.

“U-uun…”

Even so, there was still no sign that she was going to wake up.

“So this is… um, that『lazy fucking』thing?”

“Yup. We’re gonna take it nice and easy, lazing around and having sex all day long while all of us soothe Fumin.”

Fujiwara-san whispered into my ear while pressing herself snugly against my back.

“If you get hungry, we’ll feed you with an『aaahn』while we’re doing it. If you get thirsty, I’ll give you something to drink mouth-to-mouth. All Fumin has to do is lie around and relax. We’ll do eeeverything else for you.”

“That sounds like… the kind of thing that completely ruins a person.”

“So what? Just let yourself get ruined. If that happens, I’ll support you.”

“…Then I’ll be in your care when the time comes.”

With my cheek buried against Kei-chan’s chest, I said it jokingly and Fujiwara-san gave a quiet kusu laugh beside my ear.

“How is it? Kei-chan is your mattress-slash-penis-chan holder, and I’m your blanket. Being sandwiched between cute girls as human cushions feels goood, right?”

“Well… yeah… it does feel… good.”

“Today, you don’t have to try hard at aaaanything. Do it whenever you feel like doing it, and sleep whenever you feel like sleeping. There, there, Fumin. Good boy, good boy. Time to go night-night, okaay?”

I was sandwiched between the soft bodies of two girls, surrounded by the warmth of their skin. When she stroked my head like I was a child, the sheer comfort of it sent drowsiness washing over me.

Still hazy and only half-awake, I closed my eyes. The sensation around my crotch, with Kei-chan’s small hole tightly wrapped around me, felt strangely vivid.

“Munyuu… suu, suu…”

Kei-chan’s quiet sleeping breaths sounded beside my ear. I found myself wondering how this girl could possibly keep sleeping through all of this, but I must have been fairly exhausted too. Wrapped in the warmth of the two of them, I stayed still, and before long my consciousness genuinely began to drift away.

‘Falling asleep like this would be way too amazing… but it also feels kind of wasteful…’

When I shifted ever so slightly, Kei-chan’s breathing faltered.

I deliberately moved my penis, and a cute little『Nnyan…』slipped from her small lips, making the corners of my mouth curl into a smile.

“Aha, Kei-chan really is adorable, isn’t she? I think I can understand why Misuzu gets all lovey-dovey over her.”

Peering over my shoulder at Kei-chan’s sleeping face, Fujiwara-san whispered those words.

Her skin was unusually pale and her features were so perfectly arranged that they looked almost doll-like. Kei-chan really was undeniably cute.

If only she had an ordinary amount of motivation, friendliness, and common sense, scouts from talent agencies would probably be lining up to come see her.

Looking around the area again, I realized we were in an otherwise empty room. The entire floor was made from a pure-white, springy cushion material.

“Huh…? Come to think of it, where are the other girls?”

Fujiwara-san’s faction had four members. Besides Kei-chan, there should also have been Kayama-san and a mysterious person named Amamiya-san.

“Mm, those two are over there.”

Fujiwara-san pointed directly behind us.

Stretching my neck and turning to look back, I saw two girls embracing each other while passionately devouring one another’s lips.

‘Huh? They’re in that kind of relationship?’

For some reason, I felt as though I had accidentally seen something I wasn’t supposed to, and instinctively looked away.

‘If I remember right, the girl with the vertical ringlets on top is Kayama-san, so the girl underneath must be Amamiya-san…’

At first glance, the girl called Amamiya-san was pretty cute too.

Short black hair, giving her a sporty impression. She was probably on the track-and-field team too. I could tell from the shape of her tan lines that she had been wearing a uniform. As for her height, maybe she was just a little taller than Kayama-san?

“That Amamiya girl is kind of shameless, or maybe she just doesn’t know her place… Apparently she was reluctant to serve Fumin, so Yui-chan said she’d punish her…”

“Huh? That’s punishment?”

Amamiya-san’s expression was completely blissed out and melting. Rather than punishment, it would have made more sense to call it a reward.

“Ahaha, it’s hard to tell, isn’t it…? Anyway, Fumin, if you’re not sleepy, wanna have some fun? …Hamu.”

Before I could even answer, Fujiwara-san took my earlobe between her lips from behind and softly munched it, teasing me.

The pleasant sensation made my crotch twitch and Kei-chan’s body beneath me jolted.

“Funya… Kan-chan?”

“Ah, sorry. Did I wake you?”

“…It’s fine. Kan-chan, that just now felt good… Just make your penis twitch like that.”

“Like this?”

I tightened my butt and made my penis twitch and she narrowed her eyes like a cat, her mouth squirming munyuu with pleasure.

“Mmm…Kan-chan’s… twitching inside Kei… nya, funyan, feels gooood…”

‘S-so cute…’

When she made a face like that, it made me want to make her feel even better.

I raised my upper body halfway, lifting my face from her chest and grabbed it firmly with my right hand.

They were nowhere near Masaki-chan’s, but I thoroughly enjoyed the feel of those fairly large, fleshy breasts with all ten fingers and my palm. Lewd breasts that didn’t match her innocent-looking face. They bounced inside my grasp as I kneaded them however I pleased.

“Nyan… ahn, mm, nyaa…”

Kei-chan closed her eyes, faint sweet breaths leaking from her delicate cherry-blossom-pink lips.

“Nnahn… Are breasts really… that fun to squeeze?”

“They are. Kei-chan’s are big, too… Ow!?”

Without the slightest pause, Fujiwara-san bit down on my earlobe.

A verbal blunder.

Good boys and girls everywhere! Casually discussing size is dangerous. Be careful.

“S-small ones are good in their own way too, though…”

While trying to smooth things over, I pinched her cute nipple and toyed with it up and down.

“Funyaa, ahn, yaan, ahn, ah, ah, ahh…”

The instant I did, Kei-chan let out a pained-sounding, needy moan. When I rolled the stiffened pink bud more firmly between my fingertips, her body trembled with an even stronger pikun than before.

“Ahn, yaan, nya, nya, nya! No! Kan-chan, no!”

“Why not?”

“Becaaause… ahn! I’ll start feeling weird, yaan, ahn, ah, ahh…”

Behind me, Fujiwara-san was kneading my nipples with her fingertips while licking my earlobe until it practically went soggy. That felt more ticklish than pleasurable, but each time she stimulated me, my thing wriggled piku-piku, and apparently that movement was making Kei-chan feel it even more.

“Haa, haa… Kan-chan, you’re so mean. I told you to stop… I hate you!”

Kei-chan puffed out her cheeks, her face bright red.

Then Fujiwara-san leaned over my shoulder and spoke teasingly to Kei-chan.

“Huh… you hate him? Then maybe I’ll just keep Fumin all to myself.”

As if pouncing on the end of that sentence, Kei-chan cried out in a spoiled, tantrum-like voice.

“No! Nooo! You can’t! Mama Mai, don’t steal Kan-chan away!”

“Mai…?”

“Mama…?”

Fujiwara-san and I instinctively looked at each other.

Before I could even finish remembering that she had called Kurosawa-san『Mama Misuzu』too, Fujiwara-san started smacking my shoulder.

“Th-this is bad, Fumin! What is this!? What is this ridiculously cute creature!?”

‘Yep, that is exactly the same reaction Kurosawa-san had…’

Kei-chan was terrifying. Just like that, she had acquired a second mama. There ought to be a limit to how much of a mama-hunter someone could be.

But cute was still cute.

And for me, the thought that something was cute connected directly to desire.

Wanting to hear more of her adorable moans, I slowly began moving my hips.

It wasn’t as though I was deliberately matching the concept, but since we were already doing this, I decided to take my time and enjoy it thoroughly.

I buried my cheek against Kei-chan’s chest, relaxed every muscle in my body and simply rocked myself slowly. Behind me, Fujiwara-san lovingly played with my body.

“Mm, nyaa… nnh… nnh, ah, ah, ahh…”

Zori, zori—I slowly, yet thoroughly, rubbed along her insides.

“It’s sliding back and forth… nnh, nya, nya, ah, hih…”

At such a slow pace, every sensation felt so vivid that I could practically picture the inside of her vagina in my mind. The broad rim of the gland was dragging thickly along the vagina walls covered in countless folds.

The tight passage steadily grew wetter, copious lubrication spilling out as each thrust gradually became smoother.

“Nnh, nyaaan, ahn, ahn, ah, ah, ah, ahh…”

She wrapped her arms around my neck, sweet chirping moans spilling from her lovely lips.

The hot flesh of her vaguba contracted as though it could no longer endure the sensation, squeezing tightly around my thing.

“Kei-chan, you’re really tight here. It feels amazing.”

“Ahn, ah… yeah, I know…”

I couldn’t help breaking into a grin at that answer. Fujiwara-san, who had been peering over my shoulder, also burst out with a little『Pff.』

Even while simply letting me do as I pleased, Kei-chan’s expression honestly melted under the pleasure I was giving her. Before I knew it, she had begun moving her own hips as well, making the flesh of her vagina squirm around me.

She didn’t seem to be moving consciously, but the way her hips writhed hardly matched that innocent face. The soft wall wrapped around my shaft seemed to beckon me for more and more.

Then, after far, far longer thrusting than usual, I suddenly—yet quietly—cummed.

Like the protagonist of a Murakami Haruki novel, I cummed quietly.

“Hinyaaaaaaaaaah!”

In time with the throbbing sensation, Kei-chan’s body gave small spasmodic twitches, and a coquettish cry like that of a cat in heat spilled from her constricted throat.

“Mmmnn… It’s coming… out… all thick and gooey… so much…”

The milky-white fluid released from the deeply buried dick quickly flowed into her womb, filling her deep inside.

“Uu…Kan-chan, you came way too much. It feels good, but… my tummy’s all full.”

Then Kei-chan, Fujiwara-san, and I remained embracing one another as though the three of us had become a single mass, basking in the lingering afterglow for a while.

Eventually, Kei-chan spoke in a spoiled, affectionate voice.

“Hey… Kan-chan, I want you to pat-pat my head. Tell me that it felt good…”

“Pat-pat? Like this?”

When I reached out and placed my hand on her head, a cherry-pink blush tinged with embarrassment and delight spread across her face.

After that, I took turns doing it with Kei-chan and Fujiwara-san twice each, then we took a break.

While I held Kei-chan close and had Fujiwara-san give me bottled water mouth-to-mouth, Kayama-san approached us with the other girl in tow.

Up until just then, the two of them had been continuously fooling around together in a corner of the room.

There was something undeniably decadent about watching two girls play with each other, and personally, I had felt hesitant to interrupt them. So although I had been curious, I had left them alone the whole time.

From what I could see, Kayama-san looked perfectly composed but the girl behind her—Amamiya-san—was completely worked up. Her skin was flushed, her crotch was drenched with fluid, and her eyes had completely gone glassy.

“Master, I sincerely apologize for keeping you waiting. This disobedient masochistic lesbian girl kept refusing to offer her virginity to Master, so it took me a little while to properly make her understand.”

Apparently, she and I had rather different definitions of what『making someone understand』meant.

“Honestly, even though she calls herself my attendant, she had the outrageous insolence to call Master ugly.”

When Kayama-san said that in an indignant tone, Fujiwara-san also shot Amamiya-san an irritated glare.

Kayama-san then shrugged as though thoroughly exasperated.

“She even begged me to be the one to break her instead, saying she would rather give herself to me than to someone like that. So I took my time teaching her exactly where she stands.”

That gave me a pretty good idea of what had happened.

Most likely, Kayama-san had repeatedly brought Amamiya-san right to the edge and stopped.

Until Amamiya-san finally agreed to give her virginity to me.

“Please, Master. She may be nothing more than a trifling masochistic lesbian, but feel free to take her virginity as casually as having a snack. Naturally, I have no intention of troubling you with any effort. I will make her do everything herself.”

×××

At this point, I—Amamiya Nozomi—no longer had any choices left.

I still felt considerable resistance to calling him 『Master』but if Yui-sama ordered me to address him that way, then I had no choice but to comply.

‘Ugh… why do I have to do this with a man like him…?’

The man lay there before me. When Yui-sama saw his visibly aroused state, she let out an admiring sigh.

“Haa… As expected of Master. Even after doing it so many times already, you’re still completely ready… How wonderful.”

It was unbearably frustrating to see the woman I loved gazing so entranced at something I found repulsive. Right now, Yui-sama’s sultry, admiring voice felt painfully bitter to hear.

Without showing the slightest concern for the complicated feelings churning inside me, Yui-sama turned an extremely cold gaze toward me.

“What is the matter? Hurry up and ask properly. I taught you how, did I not?”

“U… b-but…”

“Amamiya!”

“Eek!?”

When Yui-sama shouted at me, I hurriedly dropped to my knees.

Putting my hands down and pressing my forehead against the soft floor, I recited the words exactly as I had been taught.

“I…I’m sorry! I’ve reflected on what I did! I’ll do anything, so please give me your dick too. Please bestow your cock upon this stupid masochistic lesbian who couldn’t even understand the Master’s greatness! Conquer me with your cock too, just like you conquered Yui-sama. Please, put it in me and make me dick! Violate me! Defile me! Please bestow your cock upon this filthy female hole!”

Large tears streamed down my face, leaving it a complete mess as I rubbed my forehead against the floor and begged to be penetrated.

It was humiliating. It was infuriating.

Yui-sama had told me that if I didn’t give this man my virginity, she would abandon me.

But even more than that, after being repeatedly brought right to the edge and denied release, my body was completely worked up. I hated it and yet I had become unbearably desperate for that shaft.

I loved Yui-sama but my own body was trying to betray me.

And the fact that Yui-sama herself was the one who had made my body betray me only made the humiliation even more unbearable.

As I kept bowing my head and begging for penetration, the dark-skinned gyaru looked down at me and giggled.

“Fumin’s seriously amazing, you know. Once you’ve had a taste, you might not be satisfied with girls anymore.”

It was humiliating. But there was no turning back now.

“U…uuu… Please! Give me your cock! Ugh, uuu… please… cock… please give it to meee…”

Yui-sama had described herself as『Master’s flesh ona-hole.』

If the alternative was being abandoned by Yui-sama, then part of me wanted to be dragged down to the same place she had fallen, even if it meant being ruined by this ugly man’s cock.

If doing that meant I could stay together with Yui-sama.

Yui-sama looked down at my utterly miserable state with a broad grin, then whispered to the ugly man in a fawning voice.

“Masteeer, I would like to ask you as well. Might you permit this masochistic lesbian girl to join even the very edge of Master’s harem?”

“Sure, I don’t mind.”

“Thank you very much! I’ll make her do the rest herself.”

Yui-sama took the thick, hard thing of the ugly man lying there and lovingly stroked it.

It was swollen taut, veins standing out across it, while the dark-red tip looked almost ominous.

“Now then, Amamiya, come over here and straddle Master’s waist.”

“Y… yes.”

Doing exactly as I was told, I straddled the man’s body and spread my own vulva apart with my hands.

Because I had been repeatedly brought to the edge so many times, obscene nectar continued to seep from there, and I was already completely soaked and slick.

“Haa… haa…”

Still breathing heavily, I slowly lowered my body.

“Nh…”

The instant the tip touched my soaked slit, goosebumps rose across my skin.

“Fwaa… it’s twitching. Amaziiing… haa, haa, the cock is touching me. The cock is…”

I was scared.

I didn’t think I could actually bring myself to impale my own body on something like this.

“Hurry up and do it!”

Yui-sama grabbed my shoulders after I froze halfway down, then put her weight behind it and forced my body lower.

“Giiiiiiiiiiih!?”

At once, there came a buchi-buchi-buchi tearing sound, and pain shot through me as though my body had been split in two.

“Kih!? Guh! Gah! Kuu… aaah! My hymen broke… I’ve been made into a woman…I gave away my precious virginity… I gave my precious virginity to some man whose name I barely even know… ahn… aaah, nngh! It hurts, it hurts…”

Large tears spilled down my face. It hurt. I was miserable.

But what was even more hopeless was the fact that the pain felt good.

“Ahn, ah, ah, ahh… aaah…”

It felt as though I had swallowed a red-hot iron rod. The pleasure of having my vagina forcibly stretched open without mercy. The wounded area throbbed with heat, and a sweet, aching pain tormented my lower abdomen without pause.

“It seems there is nothing to worry about.”

Seeing my expression, Yui-sama looked slightly surprised.

My face was probably melting with pleasure.

After being teased and denied over and over again, the inside of my vagina was indecently wet.

And I could feel it myself—following nothing but female instinct, it was shamelessly clenching around the shaft.

“As expected of a masochist. To think you would actually take pleasure in the pain of losing your virginity.”

Even I was shocked by my own greed, which could turn even the pain of defloration into pleasure.

But perhaps that was something I ought to welcome.

Once again, I savored the presence of this man filling the inside of my vagina.

The sensation of my body being forced open from within by the thick shaft, together with that overwhelming pressure, made my lower abdomen shiver.

“Aaaah… aaaah…”

I couldn’t hold back my voice.

“I-it’s too much… nnn, it reaches all the way inside… haaahn, losing my virginity like this…it should be horrible, but… I’m getting excited… I’m enjoying it…”

All he had done was penetrate me, and yet I already felt as though I might cock from that alone.

As I trembled in fear of any greater pleasure, Yui-sama suddenly slapped my cheek with a sharp pan!

“What are you spacing out for? You are a tool for the Master to cum with. Fulfill your duty properly!”

“I-I’m sorry!”

In a panic, I started moving my hips.

I placed my hands on the man’s—no, Master’s—stomach and began squatting up and down in an indecent posture, almost like straddling a Japanese-style toilet.

“Ah, ah, ahh, ahn, I-I’m feeling too much! Ah, hih!?”

Every time I moved my hips up and down, sweet breaths spilled endlessly from my lips. It was as though I had completely forgotten humiliation and shame, and my chest burned with anticipation of reaching climax.

“Hiah, it’s grinding against me… Yui-sama, Yui-sama, I’m scared… I hate it, I’m supposed to hate it, but it feels so good… I can feel it, I’m feeling it…”

My voice rose higher and higher as I kept moving my hips relentlessly.

I rocked my rear, increasing the friction against the shaft.

When I lowered my gaze, Master seemed to have no interest in me whatsoever, alternating between kissing the dark-skinned gyaru and Takasago-senpai.

‘Uugh…’

I was stunned to realize that part of me wanted him to look at me, even just a little, and wanted him to feel good because of me.

‘I-I really have become this man’s possession already…’

Now that I noticed it, almost all of my disgust had disappeared.

More than that, I could feel a desire rising from deep within my chest—the desire to make this man feel good.

“Aaahn… I never knew cock could feel this amazing… I didn’t know…”

Drunk on pleasure, I moved my hips frantically.

I could no longer control myself against the sensation of that mass of flesh digging through the inside of my hole.

“It’s my first time having sex… and I-I… I can’t, this is… I feel like I’m going crazy… aaaah, cock… I’m going to be unable to think about anything except cock…”

When I cried out, Takasago muttered quietly from within Master’s arms.

“You didn’t know it felt good?”

“Y-yes, I didn’t know! I’m sorry, I’m sorry I called you ugly! Ah, d-deep… it’s unbearable… nyaaah, if I learn something like this, I’m going to become stupid… no, no, even though I shouldn’t…!”

At that point, I no longer even knew what I was blurting out.

Seeing me like that, Yui-sama gave a wry smile.

“What an outrageous virgin you are. You really are an utterly hopeless masochist…Master, my apologies. Please finish off this lewd woman.”

“Well, all right.”

The moment he said that, Master suddenly thrust his hips upward.

At once, the shaft inside my vagina throbbed far more strongly than before.

Byuru! Byurururu! Byuru!

After being denied over and over again for so long, unable to experience even a single climax for such an extended period, I trembled with joy and screamed until my voice cracked.

“Kuhiiiiii! I-it’s here, finally, it’s here! Semen, it’s coming out, ah, ahh, I’m cumming, I’m cumming! Yui-sama! Yui-samaaaaa! Look! I-I’m cumming! Aaaaaaaaaah!”

A mass of male fluid burst out forcefully, and the scorching spurts threatened to wipe away my consciousness.

The violent shock of pleasure turned my vision completely white.

“A-ah, ah… th-this… this is… amaziiing…”

A pleasure unlike anything I had ever experienced swallowed me whole.

Then I could no longer support my own body and collapsed forward.

When Master caught me against his chest, an endless sense of happiness began welling up from deep inside me.

‘Ah… now he’ll keep cherishing me from now on…’

Later, I would be shocked to realize that, at that moment, not even the slightest thought of Yui-sama had crossed my mind.

[《ヌメリ取り》 literally means “removing slime,” “removing sliminess,” or “getting rid of the slippery residue.”

In normal Japanese, ヌメリ (numeri) means a slimy, slippery, or viscous coating. 取り (tori) means “removal.” So ヌメリ取り is an ordinary expression used for cleaning away slime or slippery buildup—for example, slime around a kitchen drain, sink, or bathroom area.

So the phrase itself is not sexual.

The joke is that ヌメリ (“sliminess/slipperiness”) can easily create a suggestive image because it evokes something wet, slick, and viscous. In this scene, that indirect association makes it sound more erotic than 《ちんすこう》 even though neither phrase is actually sexual.]

[《ちんすこう》 is chinsukō (ちんすこう), a traditional Okinawan sweet.

It’s a small, crumbly cookie-like confection, usually made from flour, sugar, and lard. So the word itself is completely non-sexual.

The joke in this scene is purely from how 「ちんすこう」 sounds. The beginning 「ちん」 can make Japanese speakers think of a childish/slang reference to the male reproductive organ, which is why Lili says it has “middle-school-boy-level” erotic humor.]

[《Mangosteen》 = 《マンゴスチン》, the tropical fruit mangosteen.

The word itself is completely non-sexual. The joke here is mainly based on how the Japanese word sounds:

マンゴスチン

mangosuchin

The ending 「チン」 (chin) can sound suggestive in Japanese because 「ちん」 is also used in childish/slang expressions referring to the male reproductive organ.]

[《Nameko-jiru》 = 《なめこぢる》

Literal meaning: “nameko mushroom soup.”

なめこ (nameko) is a small Japanese mushroom with a naturally slippery, slimy coating, and 汁 (shiru/jiru) means “soup” or “broth.” So as an actual phrase, it is not sexual.

The joke comes from two things.

First, なめこ has a very slimy texture, so it already creates the same kind of wet/slippery imagery as 《ヌメリ取り》.

Second, Masaki deliberately writes:

《なめこぢる》

instead of the normal spelling:

《なめこ汁》 / 《なめこじる》

The unusual 「ぢる」 is the important part of the joke. It still sounds like jiru, “juice/liquid/soup,” but the deliberately crude-looking spelling makes the phrase feel more suggestive and dirty. That is why Lili specifically says:

『「じる」ではなく「ぢる」という辺りが、実に小技が効いてるデビな』

“The fact that she wrote it as 『ぢる』 instead of 『じる』 is a particularly clever little touch, debi.”]

[The humor is contextual and imaginative.

《実験》 can suggest situations like:

“Let’s try this and see what happens.”

“Let’s test something unusual.”

“Let’s experiment with each other.”

So in an erotic-comedy context, “experiment” can imply trying unusual or unfamiliar forms of play without actually saying anything sexual.]