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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Teottry
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I might actually die.
Scarlet Rate seriously thought so.
“F-Faster…”
-Squeeze.
“Ugh♡”
She called his name, a plea for a moment’s respite, but he only tightened his embrace.
He held her so tightly, as if refusing to let go, that she felt a surge of fear, a primal terror.
This is dangerous. This is really dangerous…!
“Sniff… Haa…”
“Hee…!”
Faster, ignoring Scarlet’s increasingly flushed face and labored breathing, continued nuzzling her neck, inhaling her scent.
Every time he inhaled, Scarlet felt like her very soul was being drawn out.
“Hngh♡ Hah♡ Haa♡”
Her legs were weak, threatening to give way, but Faster’s tight embrace held her upright.
Scarlet, now Faster’s living teddy bear, realized she might actually die of happiness.
Being held by Faster was a dream come true, something I’d longed for since childhood. But this sudden, overwhelming intimacy… it wasn’t fair…!
Ever since discovering her sexuality, Scarlet had dreamt of being held by Faster countless times. And every time she woke up, she’d sigh, a wave of emptiness washing over her.
Despite the disappointment, she’d have to… take care of her aroused body before starting her day.
As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, her feelings for Faster deepened, her obsession intensified. And her fantasy, her longing to be held by him, grew stronger.
Her anticipation had grown so immense that it had started to feel unsettling, a source of anxiety.
What if it wasn’t as good as I imagined? What if I was disappointed by Faster?
Scarlet knew, from experience, that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Lately, she’d even started waking up in a panic whenever she dreamt of being held by Faster.
She didn’t want her fantasy shattered, but she also desperately wanted to experience it. The conflicting desires made her even more emotionally volatile.
“Nngh♡ Hee♡”
But now, unexpectedly embraced by Faster, Scarlet realized how pointless her worries had been.
Reality, as they said, truly was stranger than fiction.
“F-Faster… I’m dying♡ I’m actually going to die♡”
This feels a hundred times better than I imagined♡ I can’t live without Faster anymore♡
Just being held by him, his face buried in her neck, inhaling his scent, filled Scarlet with an unprecedented happiness.
The only thing keeping her grounded was her desire to lose her virginity to Faster. If it weren’t for that lingering desire, she might have actually ascended to nirvana, completely content with this moment.
“Scarlet.”
“M-Mmm?”
“Just one bite.”
Scarlet, teetering on the edge of blissful oblivion, heard his words.
“One… bite?”
“Ahh.”
-Chomp.
The moment Faster’s teeth sank into the soft skin of her neck, her happiness overflowed.
“Haa…?! ”
The unexpected, intense sensation of his teeth, his lips, his tongue against her skin… it was on a completely different level compared to just smelling him. Scarlet’s hips bucked as she climaxed.
-Slurp. Chomp.
Faster, unfazed by her orgasm, continued, lost in the scent and the soft texture of her skin.
“Hngh?! Haa♡ S-Stop… H-Help me…♡”
Each lick, each nibble, sent her into another wave of intense orgasms, and she felt a primal fear, a threat to her very existence.
If before, it had been “I might die,” now it was “I’m actually going to die.” I-I can’t handle this.
She had to get Faster off her. Subduing an F-rank Awakened was child’s play for an S-rank.
But for Scarlet, who’d never felt this… consumed by him in their fifteen years together, it was almost impossible.
If I just had a reason, an excuse to push him away…!
But excuses didn’t just fall from the sky.
Just as she resigned herself to her fate, accepting the blissful death that awaited her, her phone vibrated in her coat pocket.
-Buzz.
Normally, she would have ignored it, or checked it later, but now, that vibration was a lifeline.
She felt the same urgency she’d felt when she’d received a text from Faster asking, “I have movie tickets, but no one to go with. Are you free?”
“F-Faster! Wait! I have a text! I need to check it, so move!”
-Thump.
Using the text as an excuse, she finally pushed Faster away, creating some distance between them, and checked her phone.
“Huh?”
It was an unexpectedly important message, important enough to interrupt this moment with Faster.
Normally, she would have hesitated, torn between her desire to stay and the urgency of the message, then glared at Faster and growled, “Faster, stay here and wait for me. If you move, you’re dead,” before leaving. But not this time.
“Scarlet, I saw the text. Let’s continue this later.”
“Eek…! N-No! I can’t! Something came up! I-I’ll see you later!”
If she continued to be subjected to Faster’s affections, she’d become his personal pet, a mindless doll who lived only for his touch.
Scarlet’s goal was to make Faster dependent on her, to be with him forever, not to become a mindless doll dependent on him.
She was momentarily tempted by the prospect of being his doll, as long as she could be with him, but it was a fleeting thought. Her grand, fifteen-year plan remained unchanged.
“N-Next time, I won’t go easy on you! Just you wait, Faster!”
Scarlet pointed at Faster, delivering her villainous threat, like a defeated bad guy making a hasty retreat, and then ran towards the door.
“…”
Faster, watching her retreating figure, quietly removed the collar and muttered,
“The beastkin collar. It’s surprisingly effective.”
He’d initially nuzzled Scarlet’s neck, drawn by her alluring scent.
But his sense of smell had quickly adapted, and he’d continued, not because he enjoyed the scent, but because he was amused by her reaction.
She’d trembled and begged for mercy just from being sniffed. It was the most satisfying thing he’d heard all year.
And then, a thought had occurred to him: If this is her reaction to just being sniffed, what would happen if I took it a step further?
Faster, his primal instincts amplified by the beastkin collar, had decided to find out and gently nibbled on Scarlet’s neck.
Scarlet had climaxed, bucking her hips, and, amused by her reaction, he’d continued, licking and nibbling, enjoying her responses.
And as a result of his relentless onslaught of pleasure, Scarlet, unable to bear it any longer, had fled.
The fact that he’d made Scarlet, his natural enemy, run away with her tail between her legs, was a significant victory for Faster.
“I’ve acquired a useful tool.”
If Scarlet ever got out of hand again, he’d put on the dog collar and… take care of her.
Faster, putting the beastkin collar, his new weapon, into his pocket, smiled.
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Four women sat facing each other in the conference room on the top floor of Liar’s Trap headquarters, a room reserved for team leaders and above.
“Why did you call this meeting? We’re all busy, you know, Team Leader Silk.”
“I agree. This is the first time you’ve called an emergency meeting, isn’t it?”
“I was in the middle of important research. Get to the point quickly.”
Lapis Julie, Ia Aris, and Dr. Eme, having dropped everything to attend the meeting, glared at Team Leader Silk Blonde, the one who’d called them.
They were all members of Liar’s Trap, but their gazes, sharp and hostile, were those of enemies.
Silk Blonde, unfazed by their hostility, chuckled and, looking at the door, replied,
“We’re still missing one person. I don’t like repeating myself, so let’s wait…”
-Bang!
The door swung open, interrupting Silk Blonde. All eyes turned to the late arrival, Scarlet Rate.
Scarlet, smirking at their accusatory glares, said,
“Ahaha. Am I late? Sorry, sorry! So, let’s start the emergency meeting! Where should I sit?”
With Scarlet’s uncharacteristically cheerful voice, the seventh emergency meeting regarding the fake hypnosis app began.
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Sniffs 😏
guys! I’m back! I was caught by dengue fever after went to the jungle for my survey work for my real estate company. I just left the hospital today. So imma get back to the translator slave again. Sorry for the hella delllay…
