[ System Notification]
[Congratulations, Host. Another Heroine has been conquered ]
[ One more to go before you meet the requirements for the final quest ]
Kain blinked in surprise, and it actually confused him.
He had only conquered 1 of five for Esme, and the others hadn't been introduced to him yet.
"System. Does Esme only have 2? The childhood friend route and the weird fuck of a half-sister route?"
[ System]
[ Correct. As two sub-heroines had already filled the role, and the last one is a part of the final quest ]
"Must be Iris and Yani, but what about the next hero? There's supposed to be 4"
[ System ]
[ You are the 4th hero. With no heroines. ]
'The fuck does that mean?'
"If I succeed in conquering Veronica, will you tell me the final quest or at least who's the fifth one?"
[ System ]
[ Yes. ]
He sighed; he wasn't going to debate with the system.
Especially because the goddess must be involved in this.
'It's been almost a year, and there's been no sign of her since she put me here… I should just do what I do best and the fuck the brains out of Veronica'
"Hmm, but before that, I should see if the King of this land would enjoy seeing me breed his wife, hahaha"
Minutes later | After waking Elysia up
He used basic magic to clean them both up, erasing any evidence of the fact that they fucked nearly everywhere.
As he helped her to her feet, his gaze flickered with a mix of satisfaction and a strange glimmer of something else, concern?
But he quickly masked it with a confident chuckle, hiding his true feelings behind his usual swagger.
"Can you stand?"
He asked gruffly, eyes raking over her form.
"You look like you got tossed around like a ragdoll"
She gave him a light smack on the chest.
"No shit. Who do you think caused this?"
He laughed.
"Ready to pretend you got your ass beaten?"
She nodded as she left a few dents in her armour before she put it on, along with her gauntlets.
"Am I imagining things, or did your hair color change back to normal?"
Kain ruffled his hair.
"Yup. So let's get this over with," he snapped his fingers, and in seconds, the illusion shattered like glass.
One moment, the crowd saw the two of them locked in fierce combat with spells flashing and the next?
Silence, along with thick smoke that covered the entire arena.
When it cleared up, Kain stood over Elysia, his boot planted lightly on her chestplate as she lay sprawled in the broken tiles, her gauntlets out of battery.
Her breath came in ragged gasps, hair matted with sweat, armor scuffed and dented just enough to sell the act.
The arena erupted with gasps and cheers.
A few scattered boos from her fan club (yup, some people had followed her from her old academy).
Kain chuckled down at her, voice low enough that only she could hear, "Convincing enough, my lady?"
Elysia responded by slamming her fist into his calf, hard enough to sting, but not hard enough to actually knock him over.
"Dummy," she muttered, though her lips twitched.
"You're enjoying this too much"
He offered her a hand, pulling her up with exaggerated gallantry.
She let out a soft sigh as she stored her gauntlets away.
"You win"
The crowd ate it up, the gallant victor, the humbled (but still furious) opponent.
"Wanna go to my room after this to finish what we started?"
Kain whispered as his hand cupped her ass.
"Ngh~ Yess, of course~" she leaned into his hand, how his fingers knew her weak points.
But before they could walk off the arena, Esme landed right in front of them.
In his full battle armour, with axe and shield at the ready, he may have used a sword before, but that was to give his opponents a handicap.
It seems that because Kain didn't listen to his pleas before, he just decided to come and beat his ass instead (forgetting how the last fight left him bleeding hours later).
Kain stepped forward.
He was clearly annoyed since he summoned his right gauntlet and stood face to face with Esme.
"Dude. What do you think you're doing?"
[ Skill: Shield Bash ]
In a lightning flash, Esme swung his shield with all his might, but Kain merely raised his finger and flicked the shield off of Esme's arm.
"ESME, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING!"
Elyisa said with no humour this time, she was genuinely angry at her brother as she equipped her gauntlets again.
"Stand aside, Elysia. It seems like my friend still doesn't understand my warnings!"
Kain shot him a confused look.
'Bitch, who's your friend?'
The tension in the arena crackled like static before a storm.
Kain exhaled sharply through his nose, rolling his shoulders as the last traces of playful mischief evaporated from his expression.
"You wanna do this now?"
His voice dropped, low and dangerous.
"In front of the entire academy? After I just handed your sister's ass to her politely?"
Elysia moved before Esme could retort, her gauntlets hummed back to life as she planted herself between them, sparks skittering across her knuckles.
"Enough," she snarled.
The crowd recoiled at the venom in her tone.
She was back to her usual demeanour, the one who answered everything with her fist if you so much as looked at her wrong.
"You don't get to throw a tantrum because I lost fair and square, brother…"
Esme's grip on his axe tightened.
"You don't understand what he—"
"I understand plenty"
Her eyes flashed, not with defiance, but with something darker.
Something claimed like the rest of the girls in Kain's harem.
"Walk away. Now!"
A beat.
Then—
Kain's laugh cut through the silence like a knife.
"Ohhh, this is rich"
He stepped forward, palms upturned in mock surrender.
"Let me guess, you're here to 'save' her from the big bad villain who beat her?"
'Which would answer that yes, it is this weird fucking route'
"Newsflash, Esme. She doesn't need saving. Especially not from me"
The unspoken truth hung thick between them: She's mine now, you fucker!
Esme's face twisted with rage, confusion, and betrayal, but before he could lunge, the Headmistress's voice boomed across the arena.
"CEASE THIS INSTANT!"
Magic flared, a binding spell slammed Esme to his knees, his weapons clattering to the ground.
Kain didn't even flinch.
Just tilted his head, smirk never wavering as he leaned down to whisper in Esme's ear.
"Yup. Iris is also a part of my harem. I made sure you wouldn't interrupt me fucking your sister, so I asked her to stop anything, and she did!"
"WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN!"
Esme did his best to flare around till Kain put his phone in front of his face.
Yup.
This prick really showed her brother the picture of Elysia with her tongue licking his cock while being naked.
True fucking evil, as Esme could do nothing but put his head down in defeat.
Kain stood back up as he offered Elysia his arm.
She took it without hesitation.
And as they strode past the stunned crowd, Kain's thumb traced idle circles over her wrist.
Later, he promised, but for right now, he needed to give attention to Iris.
Minutes Later | Iris's Office
Iris melted into Kain's embrace the moment the door sealed behind them, her fingers already threading through his hair as he pressed her gently against the desk.
His touch was possessive but tender, a stark contrast to the performance he'd put on for Esme.
"You did such a good job earlier," he murmured against her lips, his hands sliding under her blouse to trace slow circles along her waist.
She shivered, leaning into him.
"Anything for you," she breathed, her voice warm with affection.
"Esme never stood a chance"
Kain nipped playfully at her earlobe before pulling back just enough to meet her eyes.
"Damn right. But right now?"
His thumb brushed over her lower lip.
"You're my priority"
Iris's answering smile was radiant as she tugged him closer.
"Do I get a reward?"
Kain's laugh was dark velvet as he cupped her chin, tilting her face up.
"Oh, you'll get more than a reward," he promised, his other hand already unbuckling his belt with deliberate slowness.
"You'll get exactly what you've earned"
Iris bit her lip in anticipation.
She knew that tone.
Knew what it meant when his pupils dilated like that, when his voice dropped to that particular register.
And gods, she craved it.
Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt as she whispered against his collarbone.
"Promise you'll make me scream louder than last time?"
Kain's grin turned wolfish as he lifted her onto the desk, scattering papers heedlessly.
"Sweetheart," he said, hands sliding up her thighs, "I'll make the whole academy hear you"
He hooked his fingers into the waistband of Iris's pants, his knuckles brushing against the warm skin of her hips as he slowly peeled the fabric down her legs.
The air between them crackled with anticipation, her breath hitching when his hands slid back up to trace the lacy edges of her shark-themed panties.
"Still wearing these, huh?"
He teased, tracing the outline of a cartoon fin with his thumb.
"Cute"
Iris squirmed, face flushing as she propped herself up on her elbows.
"They– ah! They're comfortable, okay?"
His chuckle vibrated against her inner thigh as he pressed a kiss there, teeth grazing just enough to make her gasp.
"Oh, I'm not complaining," he murmured, dragging the fabric aside with deliberate slowness.
"Just means I get to ruin them properly"
And then his tongue flattened against her in one long, indulgent stroke, savouring the way her hips jerked off the desk.
"K-Kain—!"
His hands pinned her down before she could writhe away, fingers splaying possessively over her stomach as he repeated the motion, slower this time, lingering at the apex just to hear her whimper.
"Fuck, you taste good," he growled against her skin, the vibrations wringing a broken moan from her throat.
Iris's fingers tangled in his hair, torn between pushing him deeper and tugging him up, not that he'd let her choose.
Not when he had other plans.
Plans that involved breaking her before they even got to the main event.
And judging by how her legs were already shaking?
It was time for the main event.
He pulled back, his mouth glistening as he took in the sight before him.
Iris, flushed and panting, her thighs quivering around his wrists.
His voice was raw as he spoke, the restraint barely contained.
"Can you take more?"
Despite her ragged gasps, Iris managed a shaky nod.
"Yes– yes, please, I-I can, I just...I need–"
He cut her off with a kiss, stealing her breath, then her words.
His teeth grazed her bottom lip, and he muttered into her mouth.
"What do you need?"
"You~"
The word slipped from Iris's lips like a plea, a desperate admission that surprised even her.
Kain's eyes darkened, his grip on her thighs tightening as he rose.
"Me?"
His knee slid between her legs, nudging them further apart.
"You're certain?"
Iris's head dropped back with a soft moan, her hands clenching the edge of the desk as she found purchase.
"Yes. Gods, yes. I want you!!!"
Kain wasted no time.
With a single, brutal thrust, he sheathed himself inside her completely.
The desk practically groaned beneath them.
Iris gasped, nails digging into his shoulders as her back arched off the wood.
"Nyaaa~~"
Kain paused only for a heartbeat, letting her adjust, letting her feel him before pulling back and driving into her again.
And again.
Each snap of his hips was deliberate, relentless, pushing her closer and closer to that edge she'd already been teetering on.
His breath was hot against her ear.
"Tell me who you belong to, Miss Headmistress"
(They already knew, but this was just the kink she liked.)
Iris could barely form words.
Her hips rose to meet his, her body moving on instinct, craving more.
"Y-you!"
His teeth grazed her pulse point.
"Say it again"
"Y-you, ah! Kain! I belong to you…"
The room became filled with the sounds of their passion, skin slapping against skin, breathless moans muffled against lips, the creaking protest of the sturdy oak desk bearing their weight.
He chuckled, dark, satisfied, before sealing her lips with his again, swallowing her moans as he fucked her through the first tremors of her climax.
"Kainnnnnn~~~"
Kain shifted his grip, one hand tangling in Iris's hair while the other gripped her hip hard enough to leave marks.
So what if she came first?
He was hell-bent on breeding her today.
"You're taking me so well," he said, increasing his pace.
Each thrust was punishing now, deep and unrelenting, driving her higher with every snap of his hips.
"Nnn— Kain!"
Her thighs trembled around him, her back arching further off the desk as pleasure coiled tighter and tighter inside her.
"That's it," he murmured against her lips, his voice rough with exertion.
"Come again for me"
Iris shattered with a cry, her body clamping around him as she tumbled over the edge.
Kain followed soon after, groaning her name into the crook of her neck as he spilled everything deep inside her.
For a long moment, they stayed like that, breathless, sweaty, tangled together, before he finally pulled back to meet her hazy gaze.
He let out a low laugh as he nuzzled her neck some more.
"...Still think shark panties are comfortable?"
Iris laughed weakly, swatting his chest.
"Shut up, you dummy"
15 Minutes Later
Kain was lying down on the couch that Iris had put in her office for him.
She was making him tea when it hit him.
Where are the others?
They would usually come out and reward him when he beat one of these losers or added a new girl to the harem.
"Hey, Iris, where are the others?"
She poured the tea as she handed him his cup.
"They are currently clearing the rifts for you. As you've been clearing the rifts when you have time, so that no one has to get hurt"
Kain tried to cover his embarrassed face with the cup.
"I have no idea what you are talking about"
Iris gave him a sincere and beautiful smile.
"You are kinder than what most idiots think you are, but is there any request for me?"
Kain put down his empty cup.
"I'll give you the details of the rift I want to clear right now, heh, and have Esme come with me, by force if need be," he slid the paper.
She grinned as she saw the details on a piece of paper.
"Ah. As cunning as always, my lord, I shall see to it"
He couldn't help but grin back.
He had been thinking about that rift for a while, and it was good to know the people around him were competent and proactive, even if they were all infuriatingly perceptive.
"Atta girl," he said, the corner of his mouth still curled in a satisfied smirk.
"I can always count on you"
Iris gave a mock curtsy.
"You should head to the rift right now. I shall have Esme be there in minutes"
"I should, huh?"
Kain stretched, his arms reaching high above his head as he rose from the couch.
"And where's my goodbye kiss?"
He asked with a teasing pout.
"Come and get it yourself," Iris said, lifting a challenging brow.
With a chuckle, he walked over, grabbing her wrists and backing her against the desk, his hips pressing into hers as he leaned in close.
His breath was warm against her lips as he spoke in a low, teasing tone.
"You know I hate to wait for anything, sweetheart"
"That much is painfully obvious," she murmured back, her hands coming up to rest on his chest.
He smirked, clearly enjoying the way she pushed back.
He loved it when they didn't make things easy for him in a cute manner.
With a quick motion, he lifted her onto the desk and slotted himself between her knees.
His hand slid up her thigh, his calloused fingers tracing patterns on the soft skin.
"You're wearing too many clothes," he grumbled against her neck.
"B-because w-we just had sex… Don't you have to go right now?"
"So what?"
He nipped at the sensitive skin of her throat, his fingers already working to unbutton her shirt (again, this horny mutt).
"I can go when I want, and I want to–"
Before he could finish his sentence, Iris's phone got a notification.
"Gimme a second, Kain…"
Fate likes to play a funny game: Esme entered the rift alone, and the guards wanted Kain as backup.
Kain grumbled under his breath.
He was still enjoying the sight of her shirt falling off her shoulders and the way she was flushed and dishevelled from their earlier activities.
"Seriously?"
He muttered irritably, his hand gliding down her side.
"That fucking idiot just had to enter the rift? Right now, before you even called for him?"
He didn't try to hide the annoyance in his voice.
"Alright. Time to head out now, gimmie any updates on the girls when I return"
"Of course, my Lord. I hope you succeed with your plan"
Iris watched him straighten his clothes with his usual tone of voice.
She knew he was trying to hide it, but he was clearly irritated that their little interlude had been interrupted.
Not that she could blame him.
She felt the same way, but duty calls, as usual.
As he was about to head out, she couldn't help but tease just to rile him up a bit more.
"Don't sulk, now. I have a very nice surprise waiting for you when you return"
Kain paused at the door, hand hovering over the handle as he shot her a look over his shoulder, half-irritated, half-intrigued.
"...Define a nice surprise," he demanded, though the edge in his voice was already giving way to amusement.
Iris smiled sweetly, deliberately vague.
"Oh, just something special I prepared for you. Maybe involving silk ropes, blindfolds... and that new strawberry syrup you love so much"
His grip on the door tightened.
"...Fuck. Fine. But this conversation isn't over"
And with that, he was gone, though decidedly less grumpy than before.
15 Minutes Later| In Front of the S-Rank Rift
The rift loomed before them, its edges unstable, swirling, and pulsing.
The air around it crackled faintly with magical energy, and the very ground seemed to tremble slightly underfoot.
Most of the guards who'd been assigned here had already been sent away, leaving behind only a handful of elites to keep an eye on the situation.
The moment he appeared on the scene, they came to attention and saluted.
"Lord Kain!"
Kain dismissed them as well.
The reason he wanted Esme in this rift was just another way to fuck him over, literally fuck him over, haha.
And he didn't need any pesky guards to see the aftermath.
He jumped in without a second thought.
[ Second Player has entered ]
[ You cannot leave till you have sex ]
'As expected of the rift I chose'
The rift's interior was like Kain expected; instead of a chaotic battlefield or labyrinth, they stood in a pristine white room dominated by a massive bed in its center.
Esme stood across from him, arms crossed, his expression already darkening the moment he recognised Kain.
"You," he spat, fingers twitching toward his weapon.
"What kind of sick joke is this?"
Kain raised his hands in mock surrender, though his smirk never wavered.
"Relax, dude. I just got here myself"
He glanced around, as if assessing their surroundings for the first time.
"Guess we gotta work together to clear this thing"
Esme scoffed.
"Bullshit. There's no way I would ever want to help you. You evil motherfu–"
Before he could finish, Kain spotted it, a shimmering vial resting atop a pedestal near the bed.
"Ah!"
He snatched it up before Esme could react.
"Now this looks promising"
Esme eyed the potion suspiciously.
"What is it?"
Kain grinned.
"The way out, obviously. One sip, rift clears, standard procedure"
He tossed the vial to Esme, who caught it on reflex.
"And why should I trust you?"
He clearly didn't trust the giant rat in front of him, who slept with his Elysia, and who should be buried 20 feet under.
Kain rolled his eyes.
It was clear what Esme thought of him.
"Fine. You want to waste time? Drink half, I'll drink half, happy?"
Esme hesitated... then uncorked the vial and downed half in one go or so he wanted, but the taste was just on another level, and he drank it all.
Almost instantly, his body seized.
His armour clattered to the floor as his form shifted, shoulders softening, waist narrowing, hips flaring.
Until where Esme once stood was now...
Well.
Someone else entirely.
Kain whistled.
"Damn. That's one hell of a side effect"
Esme, he, no, she now stared down at herself in horror, her voice higher, trembling.
"W-what the fuck did you do?"
Kain shrugged, pocketing the bottle to inspect it later.
"Told you it was the way out"
His gaze trailed over her new form appreciatively.
'Fucking hell. He… no, she's got a nice body, but for right now I should play stupid'
"But I'm guessing there's more to it, so we should search this room for clues on how to get out… but first, you might want to put on some clothes"
"Clothes?"
She glanced down at herself, only now noticing that she was utterly bare.
She squeaked in alarm, hands flying to cover herself in a vain attempt to preserve her modesty.
"You bastard! I knew your ass was up to something. Give me my clothes back! Right now!"
Kain gave him a dumbfounded look.
Did the potion make her stupid?
"Hey, Dumbass. Your clothes fell to the ground when you became a woman"
She paled.
Her cheeks stained red as she realised her mistake.
Her gaze flicked to the scattered pieces of armour on the floor, and she quickly bent to begin gathering them.
"Keep your damn eyes off me, you… You pervert!"
Kain chuckled as he leaned against the door frame of this fake room, arms crossed leisurely.
"Aw, c'mon now. You've got a cute body"
'And some killer tits, shit, I think they even rival Lupa's in her awakened form'
He grinned.
"Just trying to give a compliment, but when you get done dressing, you should help me look for an exit"
Esme frantically tried to piece together her armor, fingers fumbling with straps that no longer fit her new proportions.
The breastplate gaped awkwardly, the greaves slid down her slender calves, and the waistline refused to cinch properly around her narrowed frame.
Kain watched with undisguised amusement, his smirk widening when she finally gave up and kicked the useless pile of metal aside with a frustrated growl.
'Holy shit, the jiggle psychics on her are turning me on, dunno how much longer I can hide my boner'
He let out a low cough.
"Are you done playing dress-up, princess?"
She spun toward him, hands balled into fists, only to immediately cross her arms over her chest when she remembered her state of undress.
"Fuck you. You piece of shit bastard who should be castrated on the spot!"
"Tempting to fuck you," he purred, pushing off the wall.
"But first—"
He stripped off his coat and tossed it at her.
"Cover up before you catch a cold. Then we search"
Esme caught the garment reluctantly, her nose wrinkling at the scent of him clinging to the fabric, smoke and something distinctly, infuriatingly Kain.
"...I hate you"
"Yeah, yeah"
He waved a hand dismissively, already prowling the perimeter of the room.
"Hate me quietly while you look for clues," he said while pretending to look around.
'I'll fuck your brains out so good that you'll forget everything!'