[Part 1/4]
Inside Oumi's yashiki estate, a room was filled with overpowering sweet and strong scents, almost making it hard to breathe. The air was thick with smoke that seemed to choke anyone who entered.
The dimly lit room, lit only by candles, cast eerie shadows everywhere. People inside were moving wildly, gasping for air, and screaming in agony. The disturbing scene was hidden from outsiders by a boundary that kept it concealed.
A shrine maiden, once a boy, had undergone drastic changes. Surgery and drugs had removed the 'unwanted parts', but her master's wisdom took it further. She had been transformed into something no longer fully human.
On the outside, it seemed normal, but inside, Shirowakamaru had undergone drastic changes. She starved her body, reducing her bones to the minimum and rearranging her organs to make them stronger and more efficient. Her skin became as soft as melted butter, and she carefully selected food to avoid coarsening her flesh or making it smell unpleasant masculine. Eating was a discipline and a task for spiritual training.
She, who had once been known as Shirowakamaru, was no longer a human in the classical sense but had transformed into a living toy hole. Whatever the case, her body had been reshaped for a specific purpose, making it no longer fully human. It's better to call her a "curse tool" designed for this task.
Her slender body could completely envelop the massive steel object of the giant horse, all the way to its base. Even under the crushing weight of the giant body, her enhanced ribs protected her vital organs, ensuring she would not die. She could withstand relentless attacks. Even if a hundred men poured into her at once, she could take them all. With her internal mechanisms allowed her to stretch, compress, twist, warm up, and care for whatever was inside her, making her a remarkable vessel.
This is truly a masterpiece. Both the master and the disciple were very satisfied with the result. It's not like those common women gathered by some merchant's daughter. It's not like a cheap, mass-produced item you'd find in a market. This is about quality, not quantity. It's a premium, exclusive "toy".
...That's right. Because it's exceptionally well-made, this is a disposable toy. Of course. It has been refined to such a superior state. How long can he, who is beyond human, endure with his extraordinary rationality? It's not hard to imagine that a miserable ruin will be created in one night. This is a brief, passionate encounter with many moments of incredible pleasure, leaving a deep impression on his heart
"Yes. Inside you is sweeter than anyone else. Softer than anyone else, more delicate than anyone else, more fragrant than anyone else, warmer than anyone else...truly a masterpiece. The ultimate masterpiece?"
Even mighty god-beasts, who usually think humans are inferior, would be astonished by this creation. This magical honey pot that mesmerizes everyone...Kochou holds it with a gentle grip, like a skilled spider wrapping its prey securely.
"Sweet...? Me...gah?"
"Yes. Of course. You are beautiful. A beautiful tool. A splendid toy that you can offer to him without shame. You're his...hope, okay?"
The master whispers seductively in her ear. One of her long, youkai-like arms caresses the disciple's erotic abdomen, marked with a tattoo. The other arm touches the newest and purest hole. Caressing, loosening, spreading...and twisting her fingers inside!
"Ah...hmm...yaaah...nnn!?♡"
"Oh my. What a cute cry. ...Your sensitivity has improved. Is it because of him?"
Compared to previous inspections, the lubricant now flows more easily. Her responses have become smoother too. She warms up quickly and her muscle contractions are stronger. Her skin feels softer, indicating her body is becoming more comfortable with pleasure. There's only one likely reason for this improvement
"You were almost there during the Mt. Anma case, weren't you? What a pity. Truly a pity...you could have saved him from his suffering."
The black butterfly woman's sigh, filled with sadness, as she teases and disturbs the disciple. It was only natural. She had missed the chance to save him from the torment of his flesh forever. It was a tragic missed opportunity.
"...The earth mother's impurities are steadily settling in his body. Your role is to take his place. Do you understand?"
The former boy's eyes glazed over, her expression trance-like as Kochou spoke in a cold tone. She had heard these words countless times before and understood their meaning well. It was why she existed – to absorb impurities from someone else.
Imagine her like a filter or a rag that cleans dirt and waste. Her purpose is to take in the unwanted parts of another person, just as dialysis removes toxins from the blood. Whatever the comparison, her role remains the same: to soak up the impurities.
Even the gods themselves are drawn to Shirowakamaru. By withstanding their immense power, she draws out not only their desires but also their divine energy. She absorbs, processes, and refines this essence within himself. As for the fleshly vessel that facilitates this process – a temporary and expendable host – its impact is unpredictable, so it will be discarded once its purpose is served.
The plan to rescue him, thought up by the Black Butterfly Woman, relies on a crucial element: the child shrine maiden in front of her eyes. This young girl is key to their strategy.
The 'Pure Womb Plan', as they call it, is the most secure way to save him that they know. A senior advisor, accompanied by two other trusted allies, took charge of implementing this plan and gained support from others. The plan was carefully crafted based on their years of wisdom and experience.
"You are the key to the plan. How thoroughly you can purify and captivate him is crucial. If you fail, the path to his salvation will become narrow and difficult..."
As a precaution, their friend, the merchant's daughter, is asked to prepare spare filters in case some impurities remain after purification. They need to find a few bodies that could potentially serve as these extra filters and remove any remaining unwanted substances. Unfortunately, once used up, these backup bodies will have to be disposed of as well. It's unfortunate for the seeds inside them that won't get a chance to grow, but this is an essential sacrifice.
Annoyingly, that girl tried to elevate her position by developing this backup plan in case the main plan fails. If he is purified, she plans to use the backup bodies to entertain him. And if he is not purified, she plans to hide, worship, and comfort him in a temple. How cunning, just like a merchant. She's trying to curry favor with him, how shameless.
"Yeah... I'll do my best... I'll try my best... This time, this time I'll save big bro... for big bro... nnn♡"
Surely the disciple would remember what happened in the mountains, her eyes glistening with tears as she declared, and finally she would climax like a powerful fountain. She was completely immersed in pleasure, but Kochou knew that what happened that day was even more intense.
A massive body held her down, its numerous eyes staring at her. Dozens of arms reached out to touch her, while hundreds of vines wrapped around her body, caressing her gently. His's long tongue pushed deep into her mouth, making her feel uncomfortable.
Despite this, she began to enjoy the sensation as the vines explored every part of her body, as if giving her a tender massage. Her neck was squeezed slightly, and her head was grasped firmly. Her sensitive areas were licked and sucked on, much like a baby's. The disciple felt happy and content, noting that she had lost consciousness several times before regaining awareness.
However, the final push was missing. Like a child seeking comfort, she clung to the warmth and approval of others, forgetting her responsibilities. Instead of being independent, she prioritized getting accepted by others over accepting herself. This was a lazy and foolish mistake, a kind of betrayal of her own values. She had become selfish and sinful.
In comparison, her master's attempts to influence her were like child's play compared to the reckless behavior she exhibited afterwards, unable to resist the lingering pleasure. It's sad to see her abandon her principles for fleeting desires.
Despite this, she was drowning in pleasure... Was it due to his influence? Instead of building resistance, was she becoming weaker? It was possible, considering her heightened sensitivity. He was an understanding person, and he might have sensed this and guided her in this direction.
"Bad girl."
"Hya!?♡"
The disciple's stomach ached in pain as she was pulled into an uncomfortable, bent position. Her back seemed to strain, and her eyes welled up with tears. She looked like she was in extreme discomfort. Despite this, the master's actions were fair punishment for the disciple's mistake. With no choice, she had to accept the consequences.
Even if it was essentially due to his influence, it didn't excuse the disciple's lack of discipline. On the contrary, she would use this to her advantage.
"Hahaha. Let's have special training every day until the next opportunity, shall we? So that you can endure any pleasure or pain without breaking, so that you can fulfill the reason for your birth, so that you can do what you must do. Right?"
"Yes... Master, ah, ah, ah! Ahh!? Ahhh!!?♡♡♡"
A brave reply to the cruel sentence, spoken in broken words. The widow's nails were coated with a special ointment that increased her sensitivity, causing her to convulse and spasm uncontrollably. The pharmacist who prepared the medicine had given her a strange look, but she didn't mind.
She needed to be prepared; this was the only way to make her swallow it.
"You can say anything with your mouth, but I'll make you understand with your body. Your efforts will be rewarded, okay? Not just the front hole, but the others too."
Kochou saw an opportunity to expand her training plan. Despite the disciple's initial preference for a single hole, she decided to create two more holes on her back and top as well. This surprise addition was actually beneficial for Kochou, as it meant more dirt needed to be removed than initially anticipated. If only one hole was used and it broke, Kochou wouldn't be responsible – the disciple would have to take the blame.
The black butterfly woman remained determined. She aimed to make the remaining two new holes identical to her own. The man-turned-disciple yearned for the unique flavor of the secret flesh etched in her memory. No matter how many women the merchant's daughter prepared, he would never be fully satisfied. Only someone with a taste similar to here disciple's could fulfill his cravings.
"So, grow deliciously, won't you?"
The wicked woman smiled with a look of compassion, dreaming of the disciple's obsession with her own flesh, seeking her out, pinning her down, tormenting her, and repeatedly bringing her to climax...
For the sake of building a warm family with a wife, a husband, a daughter, and younger siblings, a dream that seemed so distant, she smiled with gentle pity, no matter how difficult the journey ahead.
Traveling through the 6 remote districts in 3 weeks is no easy feat in the Northern region. The harsh weather, bumpy roads, and limited army patrols make it prone to encountering youkai and bandits along the way. This journey would require a fast pace, with some travelers possibly dropping out due to exhaustion or difficulties.
Even simple words have different meanings in various regions, including the Center area. This is not about discrimination; it's just a natural difference. In well-developed towns, smooth roads and nice inns make travel easier, thanks to the military's quick deployment requirements. However, in other areas, this journey would take almost twice as long.
...Of course, there are side effects to marching too quickly.
"How are you feeling, Mari?"
I called out from a room in the most luxurious inn located at the checkpoint between Mitsuhara and Hakiya districts. There, a blind girl sat neatly on a cushion after being dropped off by Magoroku.
"I'm fine. Are we staying here today?"
"Yeah, it looks like that's the plan. Since we're crossing into a different district, the jurisdiction changes. There will be various procedures and welcomes, you know?"
We assume that kappa are starting to reappear in northern border areas, and the number of youkai attacks is increasing across the country. It's likely that our team's and Tamaki's reports from our investigations have been somewhat alarming, which might explain why we're being kept under close surveillance. We were told to wait for a while until the district deputy magistrate and a guide from the local exorcist family arrive. They should be here by tomorrow or the next day at the latest.
"Anyway, it's nice to be able to rest properly. Take your time."
"I've heard the food here is quite good. Apparently, there's a good salt mine nearby. Also, the bird dishes are said to be excellent."
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