"Master, please, let's go now! I can't wait any longer for my punishment!" Kirika begged, her voice a husky, desperate whisper, her body trembling in the swamp mud, consumed by the ecstasy of failure.
Haruto felt the heat of her body under the armor and the urgency in her touch. He was excited by the situation, but his pragmatism (and the fear of getting caught) still prevailed.
"Hold your horses, you pervert," Haruto said, his voice dry, but his hand squeezed her waist one last time, feeling her response. "The mission only ends when the gems are at the guild and the report is delivered."
He let go of Kirika, which made her moan with frustration, and turned to Nozomi, who was standing still, shocked and soaked with jealousy, her face red with anger.
"And you, Nozomi, stop making that face like you bit into a sour lemon," Haruto said, ignoring the dangerous glare in her blue eyes. "You almost ruined the mission, and now you have to do something useful, like purifying all this mud before we catch a disease."
"Purify?" Nozomi screamed, her voice hysterical; she was on the verge of tears. "I am a Goddess, I'm not a swamp cleaner! And you're treating me as if I were... I were less important than that disgusting masochist!"
"You are less important right now," Haruto retorted, his cynicism returning. "Kirika has money and strength. Nozomi has crying and disaster."
The final insult was enough. Nozomi let out a sharp cry of rage and pointed her staff at Haruto, her eyes shining dangerously.
"I brought you to this world! I am your guide! You will respect me!" Nozomi yelled, and this time, the magic worked. The staff shot a jet of pure holy water, but instead of healing or attacking, it soaked Haruto and the mud, causing a dense steam to rise and envelop the three. The smell of ozone and dirt was strong.
"Great, now I'm steamed and stinking of undead," Haruto grumbled, wiping his face.
Nozomi's magic didn't hurt him, but it made his body tingle in a strange way, a sensation he recognized as absorbed Mana. He noticed his Mana bar went up a bit.
"That's it," Haruto thought, a brilliant and perverted idea emerging. "Nozomi's ineptitude isn't useless; she can be an uncontrolled energy source for me."
Kirika, who was in the middle of the fog, let out a muffled scream of satisfaction. "The damp fog is suffocating me, Master! It's so humiliating! I feel the impurity on my skin! It's a divine punishment!"
"Let's get out of here before you have a Ghoul orgasm," Haruto said, pulling Kirika and ignoring Nozomi, who continued to complain.
Upon returning to the city, Haruto delivered the gems to the guild and got the second Skill Choice Card. The cash reward went to Kirika, who immediately handed it to him.
"For the Master! Use it to humiliate me and give me orders!" Kirika said, her eyes full of adoration.
Haruto accepted the money and the Skill Card. The Harem was starting to work: easy money and an elite fighter.
He focused on the Skill Card.
Option A: Water Magic Enhancement (No, thank you)
Option B: Luck Enhancement
Option C: Glimpse Sight (Allows seeing through clothes for 3 seconds)
"I choose C," Haruto thought, without hesitation. "This is much more useful than luck."
The skill was transferred, and Haruto felt an upgrade in his pervert status. He smiled, satisfied, and turned to the two women.
"Let's go to my room at the inn," Haruto said, his voice serious. "Kirika, her punishment cannot be delayed. And Nozomi, you need a place to lament your uselessness."
At the inn, Haruto rented two rooms, one for himself and Kirika, and another for Nozomi (which made her complain that she should have the room with him).
In the room, Haruto locked the door, his heart pounding. He was alone with the masochist; the ecchi tension was at its peak.
"Master! I failed the mission! I was hit! I am dirty and useless!" Kirika pleaded, kneeling on the floor, her armor clanking.
Haruto approached, his voice husky and full of authority. "Get up, Kirika."
Kirika obeyed, rising with difficulty, her body trembling. Haruto stared at her, his eyes fixed on her desire.
"The punishment is this," Haruto whispered, his hand gripping her waist; her body was on fire. "I'm going to use Selective Invisibility on you."
Kirika gasped, her desire was total; she began to tremble uncontrollably. "Oh, Master! What... what are you going to do?"
"I'm going to observe you, Kirika," Haruto said, his voice low and full of promises. "You will take a bath, and I will be invisible, and you won't know if I'm there or not."
Kirika's face turned bright red, her eyes widening with unbearable ecstasy. Her breathing quickened; her body begged for humiliation.
"This... this is so cruel, Master! It's the most humiliating punishment I've ever received!" Kirika whined, her voice a hoarse, desperate whisper of desire; her body was shaking.
Haruto stepped back, activating Selective Invisibility. He felt his body vanish; his armor and clothes disappeared; he was naked and invisible.
"The bath awaits you, Kirika," Haruto whispered, his voice was invisible, but his intention was clear.
Kirika gave a muffled cry of satisfaction; her body was a mass of desire. She knew he was in the room, but didn't know where. The desire to be observed without knowing was the height of humiliation for her.
She began to take off her armor, piece by piece, her hands trembling with anticipation. The cold metal of the armor fell to the floor, exposing her skin, which was red and hot. Her body was statuesque, perfect, and Haruto was observing every movement.
Kirika walked towards the bathroom, her posture noble, but her gait was slow and full of desire; she wanted to be humiliated; she wanted to be watched.
Haruto followed her, invisible; his body was on fire; his desire was uncontrollable; the new skill was perfect for him.
Nozomi, in the next room, was crying with anger and jealousy. She could hear Kirika's muffled moans and Haruto's husky voice (though she didn't know he was invisible).
"I am the Goddess! I should be the first to have his attention! I'm going to interrupt this disgusting punishment!" Nozomi thought, her jealousy an uncontrollable force.
Nozomi grabbed her staff and shouted a purification spell, aiming at the wall separating the rooms.
"Divine Pure Water!"
This time, the magic was strong, but the aim was wrong. The wall wasn't purified, but the ceiling of Haruto and Kirika's bathroom was hit, releasing a gush of cold, dirty water.
Nozomi, relieved, smiled. "Now they'll fight! And I'll be the hero!"
Haruto, invisible, felt the cold, dirty water fall on him and Kirika, who was naked and waiting for punishment.
"WHAT IS THAT?" Haruto yelled, his voice was invisible, but his body was freezing and furious, the dirty water pouring onto his head.
Kirika, who was drenched and dirty again, let out a scream of ecstasy.
"Another humiliation, Master! I'm dirty again! The useless Goddess helped me fail! I deserve double the punishment!" Kirika pleaded, her body trembling with desire and cold; she turned, searching for Haruto, knowing he was there.
Haruto was furious with Nozomi, but the invisibility time was running out. He had to act fast.
He deactivated Selective Invisibility, appearing naked and wet in front of Kirika; his body was tense with anger and desire.
Kirika looked at him, her eyes wide with ecstasy; his naked body shocked and excited her at the same time.
"Master! You're naked and furious! The final punishment!" Kirika pleaded, her eyes shining with desire; her body was shaking.
Haruto ignored the plea and ran to the door, banging on it loudly, his voice husky and full of rage.
"NOZOMI! YOU IDIOT! YOU'RE GOING TO PAY FOR THIS!" Haruto yelled, his voice loud and full of threats; his body was shaking with anger and desire.
Nozomi heard Haruto's shout and Kirika's husky voice. She knew she had ruined the moment, but she felt a perverse pleasure in his anger; she was the only one who could affect him so intensely.
Haruto returned to Kirika; his time was running out; his anger was a fire, and his desire was uncontrollable.
"You are going to be punished, Kirika," Haruto whispered, his voice husky and full of promises. "But not with invisibility."
Haruto grabbed Kirika, his body wet and naked; his anger was a fire that turned into desire. He carried her to the bed; her body was a mass of uncontrollable desire; her submission was his pleasure.
"Master, use me! Use me!" Kirika pleaded, her voice a low, husky moan; her body was trembling with desire; her submission was total.
Haruto kissed her with fury and desire; his mouth was hungry; his body pressed against hers; his desire was uncontrollable; his anger turned into desire; her punishment was near.
Nozomi, in the next room, could hear the muffled sounds; her heart was pounding; her jealousy was torture.
"I won't let them! I am the Goddess! I will interrupt!" Nozomi thought, her eyes full of tears of anger and repressed desire. She grabbed her staff and aimed at the wall; her body was shaking.
Haruto was at his limit; his body was on fire; he was going to administer the punishment she so desperately desired.
Kirika moaned; her desire was total; she gave herself up; her body was a mass of desire; her submission was his pleasure.
Haruto was at his limit; his body was on fire; he was going to punish Kirika with the fury and desire she so begged for.