Chapter 23

1.

-𝅘𝅥𝅰 -♪, ~♫

Today was Peridot's discharge day. Humming to myself, I was making lunchboxes. To practice cooking, I'd been making my own meals every day lately.

"I packed some for Dojin, too."

I made Dojin a lunchbox every day, for every meal. At first he looked bewildered, but now he even thanked me for it.

When you're trying to win a man's heart, start with his stomach. And I'd skipped that basic rule and gone straight to throwing myself at him.

Well, in the end, I did both, so it was fine.

[Peridot: Bring me breakfast! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡]

A message from Peridot had arrived, complete with a cute emoticon.

It was only seven in the morning, too.

[Lapis: I'll bring it to Ruby! ◕‿◕✿ ]

I replied with a cute emoticon of my own, then started getting ready to work out.

For my top, I wore supportive underwear that would hold my breasts in place as much as possible, along with a tight shirt.

Since I couldn't wear shorts underneath or leggings, I went with dolphin shorts.

Anyone watching might say I'd picked clothes solely to show off my figure, but, ironically, this was my workout outfit.

I wanted to wear a sports bra, too. It hurt when my breasts bounced around.

But if I couldn't wear one, I couldn't wear one.

That damn contract. It had only one good thing about it.

Aside from how incredibly good it felt to make love with Dojin, it was nothing but restrictions.

Damn contract. Piece-of-junk contract.

"Hoo. Hoo."

Lost in thought and cursing 'Party A,' I found myself at the park where I always met Dojin.

"You don't have to bring me a lunchbox."

"It's part of my training to become a good wife. I want to be a wise and virtuous wife."

I set the lunchbox down on a nearby bench and stretched while facing Dojin.

Lately, I'd been making love with Dojin so often that we stayed up all night, and there were quite a few days when I couldn't exercise.

My body felt a little stiff, so I focused even harder on stretching.

A flexible body is essential for maintaining your figure. You need flexible movements to get rid of stubborn extra weight.

Honestly, as someone with mana, I didn't really know much about that. Still, I'd kept up the habit of taking care of my body like this.

That alone made me feel more affection for it. And when you feel affection for something, you tend to treat it better. I formed that habit so I could take better care of my body and make better use of it.

"Ugh!"

Then, as I tried to stretch my lower back, I suddenly felt a sharp pain.

My lower back was important!

"Does it hurt?"

"I-I've been using it a lot lately..."

Well, I'd been using it with Dojin, so he probably knew that, too.

More than anything, I thrashed around with my whole body as I climaxed, so there was no way my lower back could be fine.

It was a wonder it had held out this long. I wasn't exactly the athletic type.

"Ugh..."

Had I pulled something? My lower back kept throbbing with pain.

I kept grimacing uncomfortably as I stretched, and Dojin asked,

"Want me to loosen up those muscles?"

"What?"

"I'm good at massages."

I hadn't expected Dojin to have a special skill like that.

Massages didn't exactly suit his image, though.

"You just have to look at the muscles and feel them with your hands."

Ah, right. Dojin had the clairvoyant eye that let him see through things.

I only had mana sight and could see mana, but Dojin had mana sight, the clairvoyant eye, and the far-sight eye, didn't he?

"B-but we're in a park."

It wasn't exactly a convenient place to get a lower-back massage.

A man could lie face down with his chest against the ground without feeling awkward, but it wasn't so easy for a woman with her well-developed breasts.

There was a reason women wanted soft, cushioned beds. I understood that firsthand after living in this body.

"It's fine."

As he said that, Dojin used telekinesis to pull over the bag with the lunchboxes, picked it up, and wrapped his arms around me.

Then the view before me, the scenery around us, changed.

It was some sort of underground space, lit by dim lights.

"Huh?"

In other words, our surroundings had turned into an underground bunker.

"Where are we?"

"...The secret base I built when I was a kid."

"What?"

"Well, all kids want something like that, right? A space of their own."

Looking around, I saw a separate room for growing plants, equipped with the air-circulation system a bunker ought to have.

I didn't know if they drew up groundwater or made distilled water, but there was a shower room and a bathroom, and even a kitchen.

There was even a cozy bed.

Even though it was an underground bunker, the humidity was so well controlled that it wasn't damp at all.

"There's no entrance to this bunker."

"So you can only get in by teleporting?"

"Yeah."

I knew all about the childhood fantasy of having a secret base. I'd felt the same way.

A secret base of my very own. How could that not be a dream come true?

When I was a kid, I was just an ordinary person from the modern world, so circumstances kept it a fantasy. But Dojin was a different story.

If he wanted to build one and could, of course he would. As long as it wasn't an illegal structure, there shouldn't be a problem with having a secret base.

He'd really gone all out, though. It was an actual bunker, like he'd thought, 'If I'm doing this, I'm doing it right.'

"Take your clothes off and lie down."

"...What?"

"I can't massage you properly unless you take them off."

...I wasn't suspicious of Dojin or anything, but it felt a little wrong to stop exercising and start making love. I wasn't going to smell sweaty, was I?

The ostensible reason was a massage to loosen up my lower-back muscles. The reason we'd gotten to this point was that my back had hurt while I was stretching.

There were no logical inconsistencies, and no holes in the reasoning.

Dojin gave me a long bath towel from the shower room. I spread it underneath me and lay down, stripped of everything but my underwear.

Maybe a big part of me was looking forward to it, too.

"J-just don't make it hurt, okay?"

I wasn't confident I could hold back if it hurt. But how painful could a massage be, anyway? Surely I'd let out sweet moans instead of screaming like, "Aaaagh!"

But with a body this erotic, and Dojin's high sex drive and incredible stamina, if we were alone in a private room like this and I started moaning, we'd 100% have sex.

Still, I didn't want to do it with a sweaty body...

More than anything, I felt like we'd been having sex too much.

For Dojin's health, too, this was the time to hold back!

Dojin's hands, slick with massage oil, touched my erector spinae...!

"Hngh, ah, h-hah!"

"Hwaaah!"

"Nngh! Kgh, ngh!"

...And then, completely undone, I let out moans while getting a massage.

But the sensation of my muscles loosening under his hands was so blissful, and Dojin's technique—he could 'see' my muscles with his clairvoyant eye and work them out—felt as good as a professional's.

In the end, while getting the massage, my lower body grew wet and I trembled all over as I climaxed.

Embarrassed, I buried my face in the pillow, leaving just enough space to breathe.

"Lapis."

"Y-yes, sir?"

I heard Dojin's voice, low and husky.

I shuddered, trembling as if I'd been caught cheating.

"This is my bed, and you've soaked it."

"S-s-sorry..."

The moment I heard Dojin's commanding tone, I unconsciously lifted my butt and swayed it from side to side.

Seeing myself looking every bit the completely submissive bitch made my face burn hot.

But whenever I heard Dojin's commanding tone, I unconsciously turned into a bitch, obeyed him, and started doing things he would like.

I'd completely fallen for him.

But that was fine. If it meant being head over heels for Dojin, I welcomed it.

Of Dojin, from Dojin, for Dojin.

My downfall, devoted solely to him, was blissful.

"Take off your panties."

"Haaah..."

At Dojin's words, I put my hands on my buttocks and fumbled as I pulled down my panties. It wasn't easy to take them off with my face buried in the pillow and my butt raised in the air.

But I was aroused by the sight of myself obeying Dojin's order despite how difficult it was, and by Dojin quietly watching me do it.

"Your back didn't really hurt, did it?"

"N-no! It really did hurt!"

"You lied because you wanted a massage?"

"I didn't..."

Twitch, twitch... I could feel my pussy, exposed by my half-lowered panties, twitching every time Dojin spoke.

He only had to lightly insult me for my pussy to twitch. I was completely enthralled by him right now.

"Do you want it?"

As he spoke, Dojin pulled out his hard cock and rubbed it against my pussy.

Every time it touched me, my body trembled and I found myself trying to move my hips.

But Dojin was holding my butt, so I couldn't insert it myself.

"Haa, haa... Y-yes, yes!"

I could see how utterly depraved I'd become, drooling the moment he touched me.

Honestly, if I hadn't been so worked up, even I would have been put off by how far gone I was with lust.

"Beg for it."

"L-Lapis's..."

What...

What should I beg him for?

Dojin.

Master.

Say I wanted it.

Then he'd put it inside me, right?

Quickly, as quickly as possible. I put my entire brain to work on it.

Dojin liked it when I was as abject and obscene as possible while he was in Master mode.

I put both hands on my buttocks and pulled my pussy open as wide as I could.

"Please cum inside Lapis's infertile pussy...!♡"

"You can't get pregnant, so why should I cum inside you?"

"So I can suck up every drop of Dojin—Master's cum♡ Hurry, hurry, give it to me♡"

I rocked my hips up, down, left, and right, rubbing them against the tip of Dojin's cock as much as I could.

Every time it touched me, I felt my body tremble, but after I did it a few times, Dojin's cock twitched and responded, too.

2.

I lay sprawled on the bed, wallowing in self-loathing.

"The lunchbox is good."

After Dojin came inside me twice, my arousal died down and I became detached about sex. Then the post-orgasm clarity—saint mode—set in.

I never thought I'd end up begging him to come inside me because I couldn't get pregnant.

Now I was afraid that the time I'd cried to Dojin about being unable to get pregnant would look like a performance to him.

As if I were saying, 'Please pay attention to me. I can't live without your attention.'

That's what it seemed like I was claiming.

I curled up on the bed and hid myself in embarrassment.

"Aren't you going to eat breakfast?"

"No..."

I'll starve myself.

I'll go on a diet.

Starving yourself is the worst way to diet, and you might gain the weight back afterward, but I could deal with the extreme hunger using mana, so I'd be fine.

I didn't feel like eating, anyway.

"Your cooking just keeps getting better..."

PiPiPi──

Dojin's default ringtone sounded.

"...Sigh."

Dojin sighed as soon as he looked at his smartphone.

"We should go. Get dressed."

"Huh?"

"An A-rank monster has appeared."

Are there A-rank monsters, too?

A-rank was the classification for beings capable of destroying several cities all by themselves.

Which meant...

"An A-rank monster, Leviathan... They've confirmed the existence of a nest mass-producing them...?"

I looked at the group message from the Association that had just chimed on my phone, too.

The calamity of the sea had descended.