Threats, Baths and Beyond (R-18)

I felt like Tamamo would have done something worse so I was the one who set out to waking Raynare up the only way I really knew how. By snapping her lightly a few times. With some groans, she started waking up. "Good morning." It was about nine in the evening now, but the gesture I tried to convey probably got through to her.

"Wh-Where am I?" She started struggling against the rope we had tied her to a chair with. She probably could have broken out of it, mundane as it was, if not for Tamamo having done some of her witchcraft on it.

"We're the ones that will be asking the questions here, not you." I did not actually quite know where we are. Just some abandoned building that Tamamo picked out with her 'super senses for this sort of thing'. How frightening… "You tried to kill me, didn't you?"

"I-It was hardly an attempt!"

"But you still would have, wouldn't you have?"

"That's— Orders from above!" She cried out, still using the same general tone of voice. "If I hadn't done it, I'd have ended up dead or something worse!"

"…do you know what this is? It's a flier I can summon one of the Devils in charge of this town with. So for your own sake, be honest."

"I am! Your Sacred Gear was deemed a danger to us! You were a threat to us, so we decided to get rid of you early! If you want to hold a grudge, then hate the God who put the Sacred Gear inside you, not me!" She continued struggling and crying out. "I am telling you the truth! I… I know I tricked you and that you don't have a reason to believe me after that, but please." There were tears in her eyes. "Please, just… Trust me… I don't want to die…"

She was… Crying… {…She's telling the truth.} Melusine informed me. {She would say just about anything to stay alive right now, but… As far as I can tell, she isn't being dishonest or acting.}

'Do you… Have those eyes?'

{…no, they were from before even I was born.} Damn it.

"…then… Yuuma is your true self? Because if I find out you're lying or still pretending…"

"I am not! This is me!"

[>[Trust her]

[Don't trust her]]

I went down to a knee and looked her in the eyes, even if my position put me under her and had her look down at me, but she physically looked down, not condescendingly. There were still tears in her eyes. "…against my better judgement, I am going to trust you. But… Forget about whatever and whoever it was that gave you your orders. If it turns out you are still lying, deceiving, me, then you will be put through a fate even worse than what they can do and I will do nothing to stop it. So this is your last chance to be honest."

I wouldn't be the one to put her through such a fate, of course. Tamamo would be and I really wouldn't stop her. The eyes of the Fae were supposed to have a power to see through lies and deceit, to see the truth… Though in the Lostbelt where everyone was a Fairy the eyes lost their use and just about no one was left with them. Had Melusine had those eyes as well, I could have been more sure… But for now, I chose to take her word and to take a risk.

"I am telling the truth." She insisted.

"…does the name Asia Argento mean anything to you?"

Her eyes widened a little. "H-How do you…?"

"The Moon told me. I will assume that as a positive answer. She is still heading here, to Kuoh, right?"

"Y-Yes…"

"Plane? Train?" I was not actually sure if we were a large enough town to have an airport.

"…Plane then bus…"

"Okay. I really don't want to kill you. But for the time being… You will work for me, for us, okay? You can go back to your local allies and you will say nothing. Report a successful mission and all that. None of this happened. Then, when Asia arrives, we will go from there." I could feel a certain annoyance. "…And I am sorry about this, but you… Upset someone who is very close to me. So you'll have to forgive me, but I will leave you with her for some time."

"Wh-What…?"

"I am going to go ahead and head home. My parents will probably be worried so… Don't do too much, okay? Don't… Leave any actual visible marks and let her go when you're done. Okay, Caster?"

She had somehow found some darkness to manifest from. "Don't worry." The smile on her fae was absolutely frightening. "Your cute Caster will make sure she stays alive and knows just what her situation is."

"…right…" Best to trust her and just back away. I probably didn't want to be present for what is to follow.

[Event Complete!

+10 Charisma

+5 Luck

Please choose a Dungeon Key as a reward.]

There was an immensely long list of options. Dark Souls, Bloodborne, Mortal Combat, Touhou… Genshin Impact!? Dragon Ball Xenoverse!?! For a moment, I was pretty sure that every game in existence had a Dungeon Key that would lead to it and the sheer extent of options was… Head splitting as I internally debated all over the place about what would actually be the objectively best option.

I almost wanted to take an easier choice and just go with [God of War: Ascension] for the sake of chronology, do it in a proper order of events. Considering a certain item and the recent acquisition of the Stone, it was probably what I was being guided toward as well. It seemed like the easiest choice rather than beating my head over this. There would be enemies and items to be obtained there… I would certainly come out of it stronger than I was going into it.

On a closer look, some things were missing, like the Extra slash Extella series, though I suppose that that makes sense. What other things were missing was not exactly something I could easily guess.

Assuming however that I could choose anything and be placed into the story as the protagonist of it… There was a hell of a lot of potential to be made use of. I was surprised by the option of Genshin Impact due to its more Gacha nature which itself may further imply the existence of an option to 'roll' myself some allies. Xenoverse however would place me in the way of entities like Beerus among others. Even Freeza might be stronger than a majority of the enemies ahead of me and the sheer mematic potential of actually learning and using the Kamehameha against my foes was… A bit hard to ignore.

For now however, I dismissed the option and chose to worry about it later when I would have a greater chance of actually choosing correctly.

The current situation was… The date was over without an actual fight and for now, Raynare was alive. If she really does hurt and betray me… But she looked so genuine. So truly scared as she was held there. I was too weak to continue doubting her and to hold a grudge, but apparently Tamamo was not.

Further… My opponent for the first round is out of commission but Osakabehime isn't. It's only the third day at that, meaning I have four days before the next round's opponent is decided, at which point the actual number of contestants will have decreased from a hundred and twenty-eight all the way down to sixty-four. Assuming there is no such thing like a draw where both contestants are erased…

More locally, Rias might not actually be aware of me so to say, in which case neither is the ORC as a whole. Tomorrow that might end up changing at which point they might end up approaching me… Or I could approach them instead. Try to move past myself and start the actual conversation as best as I can while revealing as little as I can. Even if I was surprised I managed to talk to Raynare like I had…

Then again, should I even approach them? The next event is Asia and they are unlikely to take kindly to a nun. Assuming I do things right, she won't be becoming a Devil, meaning she would stay a nun, meaning she would technically be an enemy to them, even if one under my care. No, I had to approach them. The alternative was… Hoping that Riser still shows up and gives Rias time.

If Rias gets the week or so she normally gets as a result of Riser taking pity on her, she might approach me for help, provided no other reason comes up before them and that I become powerful enough to truly be on her radar… As well as assuming that I am not considered a part of the Fallen faction for the company that will be kept, or that Sona doesn't get the jump instead. Rias did not need me until the Riser fight after all.

…I had enough on my plate right now, so to say. The Lunar War should be my top priority, even if the enemies give a low amount of experience in the actual arena… No, maybe because of that, I should choose something combat oriented where I could get a considerable enough amount of experience in combat, a large enough amount of enemies, maybe some additional powers and items…

o.O.o.O.o

Some part of me figured that shower thoughts would be able to help me. In spite of the fact I was actually taking a bath. Osaka was in my room, going through my… Collections. She gave me a sort of absolute smirk that caused a chill to run up my spine and feel so dirty I needed a bath anyway.

I couldn't actually remember what was in Issei's collection, but considering his obvious love for breasts, which felt like saying that the sky was blue… Whatever. Even if it was probably just a lot of breast focused ero books, I should try to limit the potential damage to Osaka instead of leaving them out to be found by everyone else. Just putting them in my inventory should be enough…

The encounter had further changed my opinion somewhat and almost made me want to choose something like the Sims. If it would somehow magically give me the chance to create and design a house, it would be worth the loss of combat potential… But that opened an entirely different can of worms. What would happen if I chose something more… Godlike? If I went with Civilization, Civ V rather as I didn't quite know enough about the others, would I end up with a personalized country, kingdom, whatever, that was entirely under my control?

Would it extend into this world? If I chose some sort of game that had that kind of divine perspective, what would be the limits of my potential in this world? Would it even extend out of that world and into this one? Either way, I… Was not exactly a good Civ player. Unless I would be capable of using the Ray Horizon to take on the armies of the world opposed to me, I probably wouldn't win.

Before I could further think on things that might be fitting, such as Skyrim, Melusine suddenly appeared, accompanied by a small splash as she sat down on my lap, her body surprisingly light and soft… And a considerable change in temperature.

It took me a few moments to realize that, hey, this is pretty bad, isn't it? I could already feel myself hardening just from her being this close… And she just settled her butt better against my thighs instead of going away. I did not trust my voice to mention anything either, being left there, trying not to make some bad move.

"You think too much sometimes. Sometimes, you just have to do." I was pretty sure she wasn't talking about what I thought she was talking about and yet I didn't fully know either. So just to be safe, I just hugged her to see if I can help the temperature difference vanish quicker like that. It was… Quite comfortable, actually.

"Oho?" At least until another voice appeared. There Tamamo was, standing, wrapped in a towel, just in front of the door I hadn't heard being opened.

"Hello, Caster." I did my best to casually greet. "Did you and Raynare… Have fun…?"

"…well, I suppose it did help… But don't change the subject! What are you doing!?"

[>["Enjoying the afterglow of a festival of pleasure."]

["Fuckin'."]

["Just taking a bath.]

["Do you want to join us?]

[Just stammer incoherently]]

I was given a considerable amount of time to go through the stages of panic at the general situation before choosing the option I thought would work best after some contemplation. "…do you want to join us?" I wasn't quite sure how it would work, but it seemed like the best choice.

"D-Do…" Now she's the one flustered. "…Well, don't mind if I do." The bath was apparently large enough for all three of us to fit in properly. Though she was glaring at Melusine. I had moved up my legs, which ended up pushing Melusine further up against me and allowed Tamamo to mostly comfortably be right across me, fully naked yet the glare made it awkward to actually look at her naked body…

With a small sigh, Melusine started moving again, pressing up against my right side and giving such a large amount of berth I thought it might have been some comment on her weight… Not that Tamamo minded, giving a small victorious smirk before taking my left side, pressing herself up like she was trying to show that she perfectly belonged there.

I spent a considerable amount of time internally debating with myself what to do in this sort of scenario. It was my own fault beyond doubt. Not just inviting Tamamo in, but having her just outright friendly like she was toward me in spite of everything truly did not make me all that comfortable. It had felt fake and like she would just flip a switch at some point and actually hurt me in doing so if I got my hopes up too high. Maybe I shouldn't have even thought about that in the first place because now, all sorts of scenarios filled my head.

So many lewd, dirty, scenarios in this place where we were supposed to cleanse ourselves. It was not helped by her blowing a little in my ear to get my attention. "You want to attack me, don't you?" It was especially not helped by her hand moving down and trailing along my length.

[400 LP Spent

Dick Size: B -> A

Edging: D -> B]

For my own sake, some changes were made. Melusine was right there and Tamamo just did not care! "C-Come on… I'll… Wash your hair or something." I tried to find an excuse.

"Hm~? Sure." And I suddenly regretted it, but Tamamo skillfully got out in a way that more or less wiggled her butt next to my face before sitting down on one of those usual chairs that was there just for that sort of purpose. Melusine moved a little and let me get up.

I probably should have just accepted the situation for what it was, but even so, I tried to eliminate the lewd thoughts and just focused on trying to wash Tamamo's hair as gently and properly as I could. Even as Melusine's hands suddenly showed up on my back. Tamamo apparently realized it as well as she turned to shoot her another glare. The hands didn't move away though. "I'll wash his back!" She insisted.

"No, no. You're already being taken care of by him. So enjoy yourself and I will handle this." Ah… The bathroom was going to become a war zone…

[>["So, should we just skip to the lewd stuff…?"]

[Say nothing]]

"So, should we just skip to the lewd stuff…?" Huh… Was this the first time I actually chose the first option… I don't even think I could have said it on my own, but the System somehow makes me say these sorts of things on its own. Both of them stopped at the question and I found myself questioning if I made the wrong decision. "H—" Only to just barely hold myself back when Melusine grabbed my dick with both hands.

Tamamo proceeded to turn around so fast she smacked me on the face with her hair. "Stop that!"

"First come first serve." The feeling of her hands almost properly wrapped around my dick was a lot more stimulating than I had thought it would be. At this point of the rankings, I was of a truly considerable size, enough that her hand was not able to fully wrap around the whole thickness.

Tamamo proved the rule to be false however, adding her own hand which did manage to just about wrap around even if only her thumb and middle finger were touching. Three hands did not really leave a lot of space to move though, so they just started moving within the small amount of space they did have, the amount in their hands with Tamamo's other hand joining over her first just at the cock head.

It was sheer will alone that prevented me from bursting then and there, leaving me thankful for the thought to increase the Edging rank as well. They took it as a challenge however as they continued to stimulate me, leaving the rest of my body to squirm. I was not really sure why exactly they were being this competitive, but I was pretty far away from actually complaining about it.

Tamamo split her focus between looking at my face and focusing her looks on my dick. She seemed to be quite pleased with the expressions I was making. Melusine actually did let go with one hand, which quickly went to my back as if to additionally support me while her other one started moving along the now freed length. Tamamo used the same opening, letting go with one hand as well, which went to the floor to support herself while the other one moved a little to leave the cock head a bit more open.

A lick sent even more jolts along my body, making me lose control. "Cum—" I only managed to get that far before bursting. I had thought that Tamamo would be able to use the sheer speed of a Heroic Spirit to move out of the way, but she was probably staying in place very willingly and specifically. The result… I was not quite sure if I could call it having had her face covered in cum, but it was certainly a hentai amount of it.

I was not able to appreciate the facial for long though before she smirked victoriously and gave the tip of my cock a kiss, sliding further to take the head into her mouth as if we hadn't only just met like three days ago! Her hand had stopped moving, keeping me still, her other one keeping keeping her hair from covering her face though Melusine did not stop her own motions, resulting in a mixture of a pace between Tamamo's 'only the tip' blowjob and Melusine handjob.

I lost myself in the pleasure, just letting them service me for a while, Melusine's pace a constant and fast one, her grip considerable and hand rotating slightly with every pump until she got into a comfortable enough pace to rotate it as she jerked, the wetness of the bath providing enough lubrication for it to be entirely pleasurable. Tamamo mostly bobbed her head, occasionally stopping, keeping her head in place and just playing around with her tongue.

Though I didn't actually moan out loud for reasons I could not quite place in the moment, I quickly realized that I was capable of mental, telepathic communication with the two of them. The additional focus on utilizing that to voice my internalized moans of pleasure for lack of a better word further only seemed to allow me to prevent and delay my next orgasm. Not that it actually served the latter purpose, both of them apparently only further encouraged by the new development and upping their efforts.

My hands, which had been trying to find something to hold on to for some time, one having settled for grabbing the edge of the still nearby bathtub and the other just sort of pressing against my forehead just to be somewhere, instead moved, gripping Tamamo's ears with as much gentle forcefulness as I could as I felt the second burst and climax approaching. With no further warning than that, I just let it happen—

—As I was probably filling up Tamamo's mouth however, Melusine's hand suddenly disappeared from behind me and so did the rest of her, causing me to fall over and on my back, my dick popping out of the warm mouth I lacked the words to describe, a few last shots of cum dropping down around my crotch as I just barely noted Melusine standing next to us instead.

"Don't forget to breathe." She recommended before sitting down on my face, pussy lips against my own, barely letting me actually breathe until she corrected her sitting position somewhat. I was not fully sure if I could further go on, but Tamamo started further cleaning me without any words I could actually comprehend in this situation, her tongue lapping up the cum that had ended up on me.

There was only one logical progression of having a cunt on my face, my hands moving up to Melusine's hips to steady her before my tongue went out and she let out a moan. Tamamo simultaneously had full access to my dick, grabbing it as if to keep it from going soft before putting it right back in her mouth, her hands smoothly going down until they were resting around the base of it, her mouth working on the upper parts, unwilling to just let things end as long as I was at least semi-hard, or maybe just trying to clean it up properly.

Whatever the case was, my dick was highly sensitive in the moment and every movement of her head and mouth was felt more intensely than before, the entrance of her throat getting closer and closer, bringing me further into the warmth while I was not even allowed to fully focus on that, Melusine only further shoving herself down against my head wantingly if I wasn't giving her enough attention.

It was almost reaching painful levels, having my dick still being simulated, and yet…

[Skill Level Up!

Masochistic Constitution: 2 -> 3]

The pain only seemed to make it somehow better. There were a lot of notifications, actually, but most of them were simply for gains of Eros and LP which exceeded the initial investment made before all of this. Though my eyes had to be closed in my position, I could still feel them rolling up as Tamamo got closer and closer, eventually and actually milking out the third orgasm I hadn't known I had in me. It was considerably shorter than the first two though.

In spite of the exhaustion, I managed to further push Melusine over the edge as well, her thighs squeezing around my head for a few moments before she let me go, my breathing far more heavy than either of theirs as I was left on the bathroom floor.

Well, at least I wasn't left alone for long, Tamamo starting to press her body against my own while I was in the state of exhaustion and afterglow, actually washing me with a triumphant smile. This girl… I should probably acknowledge her… She deserved it…

"—Oh come on, I was so close!" …I forgot that Osakabehime was also on the 'communication channel' and probably heard us through the whole thing. Considering the sheer clarity with which I heard that, it was unlikely that she actually yelled that loud enough for us to hear, instead probably, hopefully accidentally, sending it mentally instead.

o.O.o.O.o

When midnight had passed, still somehow unable to fall asleep, I ended up in the Moon Cell again to try and run through the Daily Workout, to exhaust myself as much as possible.

"Ah! It's you." Only for someone to actually approach me. Silver hair that was tied up behind her head, held back with a very stylized hair ornament, looking like she had short silver hair when she might actually even have it long if she let her hair down, dressed in a rather fancy looking blue outfit that left most of her breasts exposed, let alone it being a boob window, accenting them even, considerable blue sleeves…

Her outfit was considerably short yet not impractical, looking easy to flow and move around with even if it probably offered no defense other than sheer distracting sexiness. The four swords, two on each hip, only further gave her away as she approached me with a step that purposefully seemed to be making her breasts bounce. So Musashi was in this War as well…

"I saw you swinging a sword around earlier today… So I didn't see wrong, huh?" With innocent curiosity, she looked at Dimension Slicer which was still being held in my hand. "…But you aren't a Servant? So you're a Master who will actually be fighting?"

"That is… Planned, yes." I admitted. Sheer rules of drama more or less said that this sort of encounter would be an early announcement of a future opponent, but… I found it a bit difficult to deny it in any real way.

"Hm~? How fun! Do you want to spar?"

"H-Huh?"

"Ah, don't worry, I'm not trying to kill you or anything." She waved her hand dismissively. "But the enemies in the arena are boring to fight and everyone is so guarded. There is nothing and no one fun to fight against… Even my own Master is doing some late night studying. So what do you say? The System will probably stop us before we get anywhere far anyway."

I considered it for a few moments. "Okay—"

"Alright!" She gripped the handles of her swords.

"But!" I somewhat stopped her. "If I lose, you have to show me some tricks."

"…shouldn't it be if I lose?"

"...you're a Heroic Spirit and I'm not. What tricks would I have to learn from someone I lost to in those conditions?"

"Hm…" Her expression shifted to one of harder thought. "Well, you shouldn't look down on others like that, but I suppose you do have a point… I am no pushover though! And if we're already betting things then um… If I lose, you can do whatever you want to my body!"

"What!?"

She smirked. "You have no reason to even try to win like this, do you? So you need a proper reason. Now come on! If you just let yourself lose in these conditions, I will be quite mad!" With two swords in hand, she stood a distance away from me. "If you still find a weakness to exploit, I applaud you! For I am Miyamoto Musashi!"

She exerted such pressure I found myself raising my blade to meet her challenge. "…Hyoudou Issei." I suppose that really is my name now.

"Well then! Let's have a fair fight!"

"Let's not, I won't win that!"

"That's the spirit!" I had absolutely no way of winning this fight, but I couldn't— Wait, did I?

She was either waiting for me to make the first move or running through simulated fights in her head to make sure she chooses the right choice. Either way, I raised Dimension Slicer and utilized the full Ray Horizon, covering my whole body. Considering her expression of surprise, whatever she had planned fell apart and with a quick Mana Burst I closed the distance, swinging Slicer down.

It was, obviously, a very obvious and telegraphed attack however. She avoided the swing and swiftly started her counter attack, an Arondight sliding out from my forearm armor, blocking her attack before the blade moved back and I managed to touch her without actually harming her. As she did not actually know my full set of powers, she hadn't even tried to avoid being touched.

Most of the armor was dispelled, only staying on my forearms for safety. "[Divide]" She reacted similarly to Raynare, nearly falling over at having her power suddenly halved. Certainly, I was revealing just about my whole hand, but even at the earliest, it would be four days before we'd find out if we were each other's next enemies and then I would have another week to figure out some new tricks.

Divine Dividing and the Ray Horizon were already considerably cheats, only requiring one touch to bring down even the mightiest closer to the ground from their high thrones. She might actually be able to fight me without letting me touch her even once, but she would also have to be keeping watch of Tamamo when that time comes. All it would take is a touch.

One division however was not enough. She still had a considerable advantage, recovering as quickly as she could and blocking a further attempt to attack her at a non-vital area. Considering how the programs responded, I doubted I even would have managed to kill her if I hit her in a vital spot, but the spirit of a spar probably demanded this sort of action.

With footwork I could not properly comprehend, she managed to use my own weight and pressure with our blades locked against me, making me stumble forward before pain shot through my body. In a normal fight, I probably would have died from having my spine severed, but here and now, I just took a considerable amount of damage.

[-651 HP]

Truly considerable… Just like that, over half of my health was gone. Barely catching myself from falling with some more steps, looked back and she was just smiling as if she hadn't gotten me over half way across death's door. I could not use another Divide just yet so instead I just tried charging back at her, Mana Burst at the ready to try and immensely speed up the swing of my blade… As expected of course, even that was not enough.

Blade met blade and with an almost excessive spin that lacked the movements she had at the start which made her chest bounce, she moved out of the way of my blade. Had it not been for the weightless status of Dimension Slicer, I might have even fallen over from the weight of my blade. Regardless of if such a thing was in her plans, I quickly found myself with one katana at my cheek and the other near my neck.

"You really are new to this, aren't you?" She probably didn't mean anything mean by it…

"Not even a week since I picked up a weapon." Stepping back I got out of the immediate threat range, but she just stepped forward and thrust in what should have likely sailed just barely past my face in careful calculation to show off just how much the difference between us was.

Instead, her blade stopped, meeting an invisible obstacle that caused the air to ripple, followed by some strange screens showing up to tell us to stop combat. Ah… I was not quite sure in what ways the Moon Cell was counting turns. "Hm… I guess I win then?"

"Did you want to lose?"

"…well, I could have certainly done worse than you." …I didn't have a Harem Protagonist skill that I missed, did I? ""But no, I certainly didn't lose. So it seems I got a cute student instead!" Lucky~