116 Deep treatment
Ni, Li, and Xenovia panicked as they watched Riser had fallen.
"Riser-sama!"
"Don't die, Nyaa!"
"Riser! Riser!"
The three wanted to shake him to wake him up, but they were all pushed away by Magari.
"Bring him to my room. I will heal him."
Hearing those words, they nodded obediently.
While Xenovia didn't know who Magari was, she could see the trust between Ni and Li toward this woman in a beautiful Sakura pattern kimono.
"What's happening?"
As they brought him into the room, Magari couldn't help but ask, wondering who had made Riser so beaten. After all, she knew that Riser had an "Immorality" trait, and she knew how strong he was, so she wondered how he could be in this situation.
Ni, Li, and Xenovia didn't hide anything and told everything.
Yet, for Magari, who listened, she couldn't help but shudder and look at Riser in amazement.
If someone other than Riser met such a situation, there was no doubt that they would die.
Yet, Riser was able to win all of them, and if Serafall didn't stop him, then Sirzech Lucifer, the strongest devil of all, might die at his hands.
"..."
Magari looked at Riser for a moment without a single word. She took a deep breath and then said, "Give me a space. I need to concentrate to heal him."
"Can we stay?"
Ni, Li, and Xenovia wanted to be by his side all the time.
"If you want him to be in this condition all the time, then go ahead."
"..." 3x
In the end, the three of them left, leaving Magari alone with Riser.
When Magari was alone, she looked at Riser, who lay on the bed, losing consciousness. His expensive and luxurious suit was no longer there, and what was left was only his pants and battered body with many degrees of various wounds.
"Geez, your women are too careless."
She looked helplessly as she caressed his neck with her slender, long fingers.
As long as she wished, with one move, she could take his life with her sharp nails.
Even now, she still hadn't forgotten what he did to all of them. He destroyed the East Youkai Faction and dominated it. Even though he didn't manage them much and just left everything like before, there was no doubt that he was the one who had given them the feeling of despair.
The feeling of defeat...
The feeling of being unable to do anything when your friends were hurt...
And the feeling when one could only beg to save one's life...
Those humiliations she still remembered, and it was impossible for her to forget about them.
Yet, she wondered why she didn't hate him.
She didn't even have any intention of killing him as she continued to trace his well-defined body from his neck, chest, and the big bulge within his pants.
She even boldly held it in her hand, causing it to expand and swell at a size that caused her to gasp.
"Now... I know why your women are crazy about you..."
With a face that shouldn't have been shown by a woman around her age, she crept toward him, pressing their bodies together as she licked his chin, neck, and chest lustfully.
"Hmnh~!"
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Riser had a dream.
He was dreaming that he was sleeping with Grayfia as he was pushing her from behind.
"Now, you are screaming like a bitch. Didn't you swear that your body is only for your husband?"
With a defiant expression, Grayfia tried to fight back, but the pleasure on her body was too much to handle that she could only moan like a little woman.
Yet, the feeling of pleasure disappeared.
Gone.
He stopped and looked at her with a smile.
"Wh-Why did you stop...?" Her voice was so low as she asked that question, feeling her body was hot as if she was bathed with magma.
"Why shouldn't I? Did you not want to do this with me?"
"....."
Grayfia looked at Riser hatefully as if it was too late.
He shouldn't say that when his spear had already pierced her hole.
Yet, even if he didn't move, the walls of her vagina seemed to squeeze him, moving on its own as if seeking pleasure.
There was no doubt that she had fallen.
"Come on. Why don't you beg?"
"Be-Beg?"
Yet, as her body grew hotter and more sensitive, Grayfia was unable to do anything except stare at him hatefully.
"If you beg, I will make it even better, you know?"
She bit her lower lip, trying to resist him with her last will, yet with just a light movement, she felt her head turned into mush, and the pleasure she had previously felt was incomparable to this one.
"Hmm?"
"I want to..."
"I can't hear you."
"I want you to fuck me hard!"
"Good girl. This is your reward."
Then, as he moved, she fell even deeper into the abyss, forgetting her husband, son, and family, only enjoying the pleasure with him.
"Ahnn~! You're much better than my husband~!"
As he enjoyed taming Grayfia, he seemed to realize that the pleasure he felt in his body was real.
'Wait! Wait! Wait!'
At that moment, he was stunned and confused.
The last time he remembered, he was fighting against Sirzech but was stopped by Serafall, and then he went to hide on the sacred mountain, yet why did someone fuck him?
Wait, did he get raped?
This was rape, right?
He was speechless, wondering what kind of beast would do something so dirty to him when his entire body was hurt.
Wait... it seemed that he wasn't hurt anymore.
He felt that his body was slowly filled with vitality.
Even though that fight would make him enough to lay on the bed for a week, he seemed okay now, which made him confused as he didn't remember getting a new ability that made him able to recover faster.
However, when he opened his eyes, he was stunned.
"...Magari?"
The most calm-headed, polite, yet elegant beauty in the East Youkai Faction was riding on his waist like a wild animal. Her waist moved in a lewd manner, and her long black hair was moving unruly while some stuck onto her face due to the sweat. Her face was full of ecstasy and joy as she had fallen into bliss.
"Ahnn~!"
Then, at that moment, her body shivered and tense, seemingly having cum after her deep exercise.
"Riser-sama, have you woken up?"
"...what are you doing?"
"You were hurt, so I performed "Bouchujutsu" on you." Magari moved her body to face him and leaned forward, hugging him as she licked his chin and cheek affectionately.
Bouchujutsu or Bedroom Method.
It was part of the healing technique of the Senjutsu, a rare technique that only the previous Sennin and high-level Youkai were able to learn.
Using this technique, Magari shared her "ki" with Riser, healing him.
"...is having my dick in your hole necessary?"
"Of course, or..." Magari whispered lovingly. "Do you hate to do it with this old lady?"
"...."
Old lady.
Those words might not be wrong to describe Magari as she was 800 years or so.
Yet, her body, appearance, and everything was like a woman in her 20s.
How could she be an old lady?
"I don't hate it at all."
The two looked at each other, then started to kiss, and worked together to perform Bouchujutsu.
As it was a difficult technique, his help was needed, and as a man, how could he leave everything to Magari?
Only with the cooperation of the two could the result of this technique be improved.
Still, he wondered whether he could learn this technique since he could tell that it was extremely useful.
[Congratulations, you have received "Bouchujutsu Mastery."]
"......" Riser.
Nevertheless, he decided to check his reward later as he was still hurt and needed to focus on his treatment first, right?
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Fuh.. it isn't bad, right?
By the way, if you forget, Magari's appearance is like Noihara Himari from Himari Omamori.
