Royza's slave collar had become nothing more than a painful reminder.
I no longer needed it. She would never betray me again.
At first I had considered ordering her through the collar—"Never hit on customers again." But the thought left a bitter taste in my mouth. That wasn't the kind of relationship I wanted with Royza. She had proven her loyalty, her talent, and her dedication. The collar had served its purpose.
It was time to remove it for good.
"Funyaaaaaaaah♡♡♡ So good!! Your cock is going wild again inside meee♡♡♡"
I had Royza on her back in her private room, legs spread wide, her slender body completely at my mercy. I gripped her narrow hips and drove into her with deep, powerful strokes, each thrust making her small breasts bounce.
"I'm going to fill your womb until it's completely stuffed with my cum."
"Already♡ My belly is so full♡♡♡ It's swelling out because of all your semen♡♡♡"
Because she was so slim, the bulge of my cock was clearly visible through her lower abdomen, pressing against her skin with every thrust. The sight was obscenely erotic.
"I'm going to make sure your body learns the taste of a man so thoroughly you'll never forget it."
"I already learned♡ I've learned it so well♡♡♡"
"I'll train you so that just looking at my face makes your pussy drip and get ready for me."
I leaned down and captured her lips in a messy, deep French kiss. Only moments earlier she had been obediently licking my cock clean, yet she didn't seem to mind the mixed taste of our fluids at all.
"I'll obey♡ I'll obey this cock from now on♡"
"Good girl. Then I'm cumming inside again."
"You'll knock me up♡♡♡ If you keep pumping so much, I'll definitely get pregnant♡♡♡"
"I'm going to marry Merry-chan soon, so make sure you handle contraception yourself."
"Shugooooi♡ Being used and discarded by a total fuckboy♡♡♡ Getting irresponsibly creampied even though I'm supposed to hate men♡ Yet my body is so happy♡♡♡"
Royza's pussy was phenomenal.
The way her walls rippled, squeezed, and sucked greedily around every inch of me was on another level. It felt like her cunt had been crafted specifically to milk men dry. I had already decided—she would make the perfect occasional sex friend.
Yeah… I'm pretty awful for thinking that.
With this kind of twisted moral compass, I really couldn't go back to modern Japan anymore.
"Here comes another load."
"It's coming♡♡♡ You're casually flooding me again♡♡♡ Using Royza's pussy like a personal cum toilet♡♡♡ My pussy has been turned into your semen receptacle♡♡♡ This is so wrong♡♡♡"
'DYUBUU!! GUJUUU!!'
"I'm cumming—!!!!!!!!"
Royza's slender frame convulsed violently through another shattering orgasm. Her eyes rolled back, tongue lolling slightly as pleasure overwhelmed her completely.
Finally, after the repeated climaxes, she went limp.
"Ah… ahehee…"
She had passed out.
When I slowly pulled my cock free, a vulgar 'Buchu!!' sound echoed as a massive flood of thick white semen poured out of her well-fucked pussy, followed by a long, embarrassing 'Jooooooo' as she lost control of her bladder too.
"I went a little too far…"
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The next morning, Royza's face was bright red as she stood before the elf who had originally placed the collar.
"Well then… I leave it to you."
"Y-yes! Understood!"
The elf chanted a short incantation. With a soft click, the collar shattered into harmless light particles and vanished.
"It's off."
"Amazing… so convenient."
The elf gave me a knowing look. "I've heard the rumors about Reiza. And you've also taken in Merry, haven't you? You seem to have a fondness for half-elves."
I scratched my cheek. "Yeah… somehow it turned out that way. I end up getting along really well with half-elves."
"I see. The relationship between pure elves and half-elves can be complicated, but some half-elves are quite friendly with us. Would you mind if I introduced your shop to a few acquaintances?"
"I'd be honored."
Royza kept bowing deeply, tears glistening in her eyes. "Thank you… thank you so much…"
Reiza, on the other hand, was far more explosive.
"You removed my sister's collar!! I'm so happy I could cry! I can't thank you enough!!"
She grabbed my hands and shook them vigorously. "We sisters will never betray you! We'll protect you with everything we've got!"
I hadn't told Reiza about the intense punishment-sex session with Royza, and I had instructed Royza to keep it secret too. Deep down, I realized why I had been so hesitant to use the collar for commands.
"I was scared of losing her."
When Royza first started working for me, the thought of having sex with her had barely crossed my mind. I had been terrified of ruining the comfortable, trusting relationship we had built. Only when she seriously messed up had I crossed that line.
Two weeks after Reiza joined, I had grown surprisingly fond of the foul-mouthed dark-elf. She was easy to talk to, shared my passion for improving the food, and her straightforward personality meshed perfectly with mine.
Merry-chan would always be my main wife—that wouldn't change.
Royza had the best pure physical pussy.
Lai-san offered the hottest situational play.
Miju-san brought stamina and fun conversation.
Miu-chan excelled at oral and technique.
But when it came to comfortable, genuine companionship… Reiza was the one I clicked with most. It felt almost like a close friendship between man and woman, spiced with mutual respect for soba.
"Your soba is a bit monotonous in flavor," she said bluntly one afternoon while tasting a fresh batch.
"Hmm…"
She never held back. "Other shops are the same, sure. But considering the depth of the fruit wine and the perfect saltiness and crunch of the pickles… this soba alone feels like it's missing something with real punch."
"I see…"
It was the dipping sauce—the mentsuyu. Since I couldn't magically produce proper soy sauce or dashi, I had been making do with substitutes.
"Wait… maybe it's the type of grain?"
I suddenly stood up.
"Eh?! What's wrong?!" Reiza blinked in surprise.
"Grains… what counts as a grain here? Rice for sake is a grain… but beans?"
I muttered to myself, lost in thought.
Fruits worked for fruit wine, but solid azuki beans still refused to appear. Wheat flour was fine, yet certain powders didn't work. The criteria for my magic remained completely illogical.
"Damn it… if only I had Wikipedia right now!"
Still, the mystery would have to wait.
"Right now, we need to improve the flavor. Something with real kick…"
The moment the idea hit me—**wasabi**—a smooth, green paste began to form in my palm, wriggling into perfect consistency.
I stared at the freshly summoned wasabi in disbelief.
"…It worked?"
Reiza leaned in, eyes wide. "What's that green stuff? Smells spicy!"
I grinned. "This might be exactly what the soba has been missing."
With Royza's collar gone, both sisters fully committed to the shops, and a potential new weapon for the menu in my hand, the future of my growing soba empire—and my ever-expanding harem—felt brighter and steamier than ever.