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"Do I... do I have to go through the same thing as Shizuru-nee...?"
Her voice came out thin, and the crimson devoured Rinko's cheeks before she even finished. Her hands flew behind her on instinct and planted themselves over her own ass, shielding it.
And her huge, glistening eyes looked up at him with the terror of a cornered bunny.
Jin almost laughed.
"That won't be necessary." He calmed her with a wave of his hand and a relaxed expression. "The chip inside Shizuru's body had been there too long. It was deeply embedded, so a more... direct method was needed to extract it. In your case, the infection is recent. Nothing that complicated is required."
It was a lie.
A complete and absolute lie.
The truth was that both chips were in similar condition and could be extracted with the same gentle procedure. The only reason Shizuru had gotten that treatment was because she was a mouthy bitch with too much to say.
He was a saintly man, but debts get paid.
"... Sigh."
Rinko breathed out in relief, her shoulders relaxing and her hands abandoning her rear.
"All right."
Closing her eyes, she placed her hands on her knees, back straight, legs together.
Obedient. Docile. Like a student waiting for the doctor to examine her.
But then she snapped them open. "I-I'd like it if... you just called me Rinko..."
Her eyes looked at him, and that crimson that had calmed down slightly set her cheeks ablaze again.
"Without the 'chan'... or anything. J-Just Rinko..."
"Glad to hear it." Jin smiled warmly. "Then, let's get started... Rinko."
!
Rinko's heart did a flip.
Jin knelt in front of the chair and placed his palm on her abdomen.
Her body was burning. Not like Shizuru's, which had been an uncontrolled wildfire, but with a contained heat, like an ember that had been cooking from the inside for a while with no one tending to it.
The fabric of her suit was soaked with sweat and clung to her skin, and when his hand applied the slightest pressure, Rinko's entire body flinched.
"Mmnh~..."
The moan was so quiet it almost didn't exist. A tiny thread of voice that slipped out between her pressed lips.
'She's worse off than she looks...'
Her body gave her away everywhere. A sticky sweat covered every visible inch of skin, glistening on her neck, her collarbones, her wrists. And every time Jin slightly adjusted the position of his hand on her, the soaked fabric peeled away and stuck back to her skin with a wet sound.
Squelch~... Squelch~...
An obscenely rich sound for something that was supposed to be a medical procedure.
Rinko kept her eyes shut tight, her lips bitten until they went white, and her hands gripping her own knees with taut knuckles.
Every muscle in her body was clenched in the effort not to move.
'I need to act fast. If the chip reaches her brain, it's over.'
Jin focused his magnetic field and infiltrated it slowly into her. The energy expanded through her insides like a river of warm water, scanning, searching...
He found it. Near the stomach, moving upward. Still in time.
Carefully, he began pushing the chip upward, guiding it millimeter by millimeter through her body.
But what Jin perceived as a controlled current, Rinko felt in a radically different way.
That big, warm hand pressed against her lower belly. And inside her, a strange current, warm, liquid, wandering through her insides, touching everything in its path.
Every inch of her interior.
And every time the current passed through a new spot, an electric shiver ran through her body from that point all the way to her fingertips.
"Ngh~♥️... nghh~..."
The moans escaped her, slipping through the lips she was biting with all her might. Small, sharp, involuntary.
Each one harder to contain than the last.
Her belly tensed and relaxed beneath Jin's hand in faint spasms. Her breathing had turned into short pants that inflated her chest rhythmically, and the hands gripping her knees had started to tremble.
But the worst part... the truly fatal part... was happening further down.
In the deepest part of her body, right where Jin's current concentrated most intensely, she felt as if an invisible hand were turning a faucet.
And the water was building up.
Drop by drop, each shiver added to it, each pass of that warm current piled on pressure, and the heat boiling in her lower belly kept concentrating, tightening, accumulating at a single point that throbbed between her legs with an urgency that was driving her insane.
'N-No way...'
Her mind went into a panic.
'NO! PLEASE, NOT THAT...!'
She could feel it coming. That wave. That point of no return creeping closer with every passing second.
She wasn't a child. Even though her days were consumed by combat and training, she knew perfectly well what her body was about to do. And the thought of it happening here, now, with Jin's hand on her belly and Shizuru sprawled on the bed three meters away, filled her with a shame so intense she wanted to die.
'Hold it...! It's almost... it's almost over...'
She squeezed her thighs. Clenched her teeth. Tightened everything she could tighten.
The current kept rising.
The chip was ascending through her esophagus now, and Rinko could feel that strange sensation climbing up her throat like a bubble, but at the same time the pressure in her lower belly wouldn't let up, wouldn't stop, and her legs trembled with the effort of keeping them closed while the wetness soaked through the fabric between her legs, hot, slippery, giving her away.
"Ngh~... hahh... Jin... kun... h-how much... longer..."
"Rinko, open your mouth."
Jin's voice reached her from somewhere far away, through the haze wrapping around her brain.
And in her dazed state, with her eyes lost and her body on the verge of collapse, her lips parted obediently.
That small mouth opened like a flower, revealing the pink, wet tongue resting inside.
And the next second, something hard climbed up her throat.
"Cough..."
A black piece the size of a fingernail shot out of her mouth and landed on Jin's open palm, coated in saliva that glistened under the light.
The EVE Chip.
"It's over."
It's over?
No. For Rinko, the real trial had just begun.
Because throughout the entire procedure, every ounce of her willpower had been invested in a single goal: holding on. Not letting the dam break. And she had managed it, barely.
But now the threat had passed. The tension evaporated. And her nerves, which had been on the edge of short circuiting for minutes, all let go at once.
The dam burst.
"AAAAAAAHHHH~~♥️♥️!!"
A sweet, ragged scream tore through her throat.
Her body arched in the chair, her back lifted off the backrest, her head fell backward, and her thighs, which she had kept welded together through that entire ordeal, flew open as if something had pried them apart.
And from between her legs, a stream of clear liquid gushed out with all the pressure of everything she had been holding back.
It soaked through the fabric of her suit, trickled down her thighs, dripped from the chair to the floor, splashing into a glistening puddle that spread beneath her while the contractions rocked her hips over and over, each spasm wringing out more fluid, more trembling, more of that brutal pleasure that was wrecking her.
"Aahh... ahh~♥️... hahh~..."
The moans came out without any strength left, while tears ran down her flushed cheeks in two glistening lines that fell off her chin and dripped onto her chest as it heaved violently.
Her teary eyes were open but saw nothing. Her dilated pupils stared straight ahead, unfocused, lost in a white void.
The puddle beneath the chair kept growing.
'How... embarrassing...'
A thought formed in some corner of her brain that still functioned.
'Being a Taimanin... and yet, in front of a man... I...'
The shame burned worse than the aphrodisiac. Worse than the wound on her back. Worse than anything she had felt all night!
She had squirted right in front of Jin with a stupid look on her face!
She would never be able to look him in the eyes again for the rest of her life.
So she did the only thing her dignity would allow.
She closed her eyes, let her head drop to one side, and pretended to have passed out.
'She's that sensitive...?'
Jin raised his eyebrows when he saw her.
The gush had been impressive. For someone who had supposedly only received a "chip extraction," the reaction was disproportionate.
But then he remembered the system data on the Taimanin. Their bodily sensitivity was naturally several times greater than that of a normal woman.
In other words, what for any other woman would have been mild discomfort, for Rinko had been the equivalent of being touched all over her body for ten straight minutes.
And she had held on without coming until the very end.
'Honestly... that takes guts.'
Narrowing his eyes, he noticed Rinko's eyelids were trembling and her breathing was too fast for someone who was unconscious.
She was clearly awake.
Jin cracked a smile. 'How cute.'
To protect that fragile heart that had already suffered enough for one night, he said nothing. He simply turned around, walked to the dormitory door, and closed it gently behind him.
...
Once outside, he swept the surroundings with his gaze and couldn't help raising an eyebrow.
Kitchen equipped with state of the art appliances. Bathroom with a bathtub separate from the shower. Spacious living room with a huge TV mounted on the wall and a sound system that looked like it cost more than a car.
'No wonder it's an elite academy...'
More than a teacher's dormitory, this looked like a five star hotel suite. Shizuru lived better infiltrated as a spy than most people did in their own homes.
Sighing, he dropped onto the living room sofa and toyed with the two black chips between his fingers.
"System, how much are they worth?"
[4,000 points]
"Then keep them."
A white light enveloped the chips and they vanished.
[Current points: 16,300]
'Not bad. Four thousand free points.'
That was roughly equivalent to what he earned working hard all morning. And he had gotten it by pulling weird things out of two beautiful women's bodies.
If that wasn't a good deal, he didn't know what was.
Satisfied, he got ready to completely ransack the institute.
....
Meanwhile, in the depths beneath the research institute, far below where Rinko and Shizuru had found the capsules, there existed a space that no blueprint recorded.
A colossal chamber.
A dark energy with a silvery hue saturated the air, so dense it could almost be chewed. It wasn't cold or heat that it transmitted, but something older: the instinctive feeling of being in a place where humans shouldn't exist.
And in the center of that darkness, a tree stood.
Its trunk was thick, twisted upon itself as if it had grown in pain, and it rose until it touched the dome of the ceiling. Its branches spread across the entire upper surface, covering every inch with a canopy so dense it looked like a second ceiling made of living wood.
Countless vines hung from the branches like curtains, and from each one dangled a shadow.
Blurry shapes, swaying slightly like suspended bodies. Impossible to make out what exactly they were, but the size...
The vines emitted a bluish glow, cold and pulsing, which was the only source of light in the entire chamber.
"It's still not enough..."
Before the tree, a young man murmured.
Dark skin. Long, silver hair falling down his back, wearing the student uniform of Seishū Academy.
At his side, the masked man stood motionless. Upright, with his claws hanging at his sides and the metallic mask reflecting the bluish glow.
Suddenly, the air distorted behind them.
Ripples appeared in space, curling like the surface of a pond when a stone is thrown in, and from those waves emerged a figure both of them knew well.
Washizu Shigeru.
The old man who publicly projected the image of a retired philanthropist.
He approached from behind the young man and bowed in a deep reverence. "My lord... won't there be a problem with letting those two escape like that?"
"The EVE Chips have been implanted in them."
The young man didn't turn around.
"They can't escape."
Washizu raised his head. "But, my lord, if they report to the Taimanin before the chips take effect..."
"They won't."
The young man raised a hand and one of the vines descended to coil around his wrist.
"The Chips destroy rationality gradually. They don't kill them." His fingers caressed the vine. "They turn sex into their supreme source of joy and pleasure, altering their perceptions subtly."
"And when those two fall into depravity, we'll use them as bait to lure more. Taimanin hunting Taimanin." The corner of his lip curled. "Poetic, isn't it?"
Releasing the vine, he raised his gaze toward the tree.
"I believe that after feeding you so much... you should be ripening by now."
The vines swayed gently in response.
"Fufufu~"
In his eyes, a blazing radiance erupted.
He could already see himself wielding the power. Ascending to demigod. Replacing his cowardly father, that pathetic demon who settled for the scraps of his territory, and taking his place among the Nine Ministers of the Demon World.
And then there was her... Ereshkigal.
When he obtained his power, he would personally go to break her seal with his own hands. He would free her and make her kneel before him as his queen consort, docile, obedient, his.
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