"Stop...! Please stop!" Koyori pleaded.
The invisible force ceased its movements. Koyori unconsciously let out a sigh of relief.
This revealed several additional facts:
First, the invisible force was human. Its touch, tongue, and lips felt unmistakably human. Moreover, only a human would commit such lewd acts against her.
Second, the "thing" could understand her. The recent exchange confirmed this. It was highly likely Japanese, as Koyori had been speaking in Japanese the entire time.
Third, the "thing" didn't seem to want to harm her. If it had truly intended to kill her, it could have easily done so by gouging out her eyes with its fingers or strangling her.
"...Are you nearby?" Koyori asked, addressing the empty air. Mio watched silently from beside her, observing the situation.
"If you can hear me, please respond."
A touch brushed Koyori's cheek.
Having mentally prepared herself, Koyori wasn't startled.
"I sense no hostility from you. I'm curious about your identity, but I doubt you'll reveal it."
Koyori stared straight ahead. The hand that had been caressing her cheek now traced her ear, forehead, nose, lips, chin, and nape. The sensation left no doubt: it was a man's hand.
Koyori's face flushed slightly. The thought of a man gently touching her face brought a wave of embarrassment.
"What is your purpose? What do you want from me that you would toy with me like this? I'm desperate to know your true intentions. Depending on your goals, I might even be willing to help you. So..."
The white ribbon binding Koyori's ebony hair snapped, sending her dark strands cascading down her back. This was the work of Silence.
"...please tell me. If we can understand each other's intentions, we can resolve our problems and conflicts through dialogue ?!"
Koyori's knees buckled, and she lowered herself to the floor. Her eyes widened to the point of tearing, her pupils trembling violently.
This was different from before. It wasn't external pressure; a clear intent brushed against her mind, asking whether she would let Silence guide her body.
Cold sweat beaded on Koyori's face. For a heartbeat she imagined being reduced to a mere plaything for someone else's amusement, like a doll.
"W-who are you...?!" Koyori gasped.
Koyori's mouth parted after a brief, shaky nod. Something invisible pressed past her lips. She tensed at once. The object filling her mouth was firm yet pliable, cylindrical with a mushroom-cap-like tip.
N-no way...!
The image of a male organ flashed through her mind. Though a virgin who had never seen one in person, she knew its shape from the internet and books.
?!
Thick, calloused hands steadied her head as she found its rhythm.
"Ugh... cough... groan..."
The thing in her mouth brushed her uvula, plunging deep down her throat before withdrawing. Though it had no physical form, she could feel it, and her body was reacting.
"Ugh... cough...!"
Even dry coughing couldn't dislodge it at first. Waving her hands in the air did nothing to clarify this "something." Mana-enhanced body strengthening proved useless, and no Yin-Yang Art had any effect.
The only method she could think of was to show this "something" what she was willing to offer. As a Shrine Maiden of Fuka Shrine who had maintained her chastity until now, this was a choice she had long wanted to reserve.
If this is what you want... then I'll decide how far to go.
Koyori concluded that the target was merely an incorporeal curse and desperately recalled her superficial knowledge of High Rank Evil curses, putting it into practice.
"Tch... slurp. Huuuh...!"
Instead of pushing the object out of her mouth, she actively sucked it in. The effect was immediate. The beast-like, violent movements of the Silence began to gradually subside.
Koyori matched her tongue movements and cheek contractions to its rhythm, stimulating it as it entered and withdrew.
"Chuuuup! Slurp... Hnnnngh..."
As her initial panic faded, the sensation of the object in her mouth became clearer. She could now roughly gauge its massive size, its fishy yet salty taste, the unfamiliar scent, and the tickling sensation of its curly hairs against her nose.
Koyori felt like she was sucking the cock of an invisible man.
Then she felt something's hand skillfully stroking her head.
Is it... praising me?
She felt like she had become something's pet. What was even more absurd was that she unconsciously thought it felt good, rather than disliking it.
Slurp. Suck.
Five minutes later, it stopped moving. Its veins pulsed. And then...
"Hkuh-uhk!?"
A thick, fishy liquid filled her mouth. She swallowed what she could, then pulled back as the rest spilled from the corner of her lips.
Finally, it withdrew from her mouth.
"Puh-ah! Cough, cough, cough...!"
A thick, milky-white fluid clung to her lips and chin, an enormous quantity of semen. The semen vanished without a trace moments after hitting the floor, but the fluid clinging to her body remained.
Koyori stared at the semen on her hand, thinking, If I could analyze this semen and trace it... I might be able to identify 'Silence.' But it can't be that simple. Besides, I'm not even sure if this is semen...
Swish, swish.
'Silence' was wiping their face with something like a handkerchief, gradually cleaning away the semen until their face was spotless.
"Lady Koyori!"
Koyori raised a hand to stop Mio from approaching. There was nothing Mio could do anyway.
"...Are you satisfied now? Tell me... what is your purpose? Ah...!"
Her body trembled as a clear request reached her.
Koyori rose from her seat, slowly raising both hands above her head in a triumphant gesture.
Her body held that pose as she steadied her breathing.
"W-wait! Let me prepare myself first...!"
Her clothes began to be stripped off. Unfamiliar with the traditional garments, the hands fumbled several times before finally removing her upper robe and skirt.
A plain white bra and panties were revealed. Koyori's face flushed crimson.
"P-please be gentle."
The touch against her skin softened in answer.
The bra was unfastened and fell to the floor. At her quiet acceptance, an invisible hand began to fondle her full F-cup breasts. In a way, it was horrifying, as her breasts seemed to move independently.
"Hngh... Ugh...!"
Lick.
She felt the sensation of a tongue licking her pristine white armpit, sending a shiver down her spine.
"Ahng...!"
Koyori startled at the involuntary moan that escaped her lips, immediately feeling ashamed. If she were alone, it wouldn't matter, but Lady Mio stood before her, frozen like a stone statue, staring intently.
"L-Lady Mio! This isn't easy for me!"
"Ah, I know... but Lady Koyori's... there..."
"There...?"
Koyori realized a beat too late that Mio was referring to her vulva.
Her snow-white panties were slowly darkening from the center outward, the plain fabric making the wetness even more conspicuous.
"N-no... this is too much..."
She cried out, overwhelmed with shame. After a trembling breath, she forced herself to stay still and did not ask it to stop.
It massaged her breasts, rolled her pale brown nipples between its fingers, and licked and rubbed her armpits. Contrary to her flustered thoughts, her body began to grow increasingly aroused.
Three minutes passed. Her panties were soaked through. And then the something began to pull them off.
"Ah... Aaaah..."
Koyori squeezed her eyes shut and steeled herself. Even if Mio dressed her again, the heat already pooling in her body would not disappear.
Thud!
The sound of her panties hitting the floor.
Koyori's thick pubic hair lay limp, drenched in vaginal fluid. Drops of the fluid dripped onto the floor.
Koyori parted her legs, shifting into a crab-like stance as she shyly thrust her pussy forward.
Silence's hand parted the thick bush of pubic hair, revealing the labia minora, their pigmentation darkening. It rubbed the pink inner flesh of her pussy, causing vaginal fluid to drip from her vaginal opening.
"Ah... ahh...!"
Mio turned away. She had been watching cautiously, but now realized that not seeing was better for Koyori's sake.
Silence, displeased, sent a signal to Koyori's abdomen. Koyori focused her senses there, determined not to miss his message. Her face soon twisted in horror.
"M-Lady Mio...!"
"Huh?"
Mio turned her head. Koyori remained in her indecent position, her face flushed crimson and her voice trembling with tears as she pleaded with Mio.
"P-please look at me, Lady Mio. If you don't... I won't be able to endure this..."
"...!"
Something tugged at Koyori's pubic hair, disrupting her.
"P-please, Lady Mio... As a Shrine Maiden of Fuka Shrine, I've guarded my purity until now. I want to choose for myself how far this goes...!"
"...I understand, Lady Koyori. Consider me a shadow. I will never reveal what happened today, even if it costs me my life."
"Thank you... Ugh..."
Koyori's clitoris twitched from side to side, her labia minora fluttering like wings. She bit her lip, stifling a moan.
"Hngh?!"
When a finger pressed at her vaginal opening, she shuddered, then parted herself a little more in clear invitation.
This time, "Silence" began sending messages through her buttocks.
"H-how dare you ask for such a vulgar thing...!" Koyori shook her head, but after a breath she answered more clearly. "Not my virginity. If you want more than this... then somewhere else."
Smack!
"Silence's" hand gave her buttocks a playful slap. Strangely, the sound echoed.
"A-alright...! I'll allow that much... just leave my virginity to me!"
As the Shrine Maiden of Fuka Shrine, Koyori clung stubbornly to that line.
"Silence" began playing with her pussy.
"Hngh! Ah! Aaaah! Hngh...!"
Mio startled at Koyori's moans, but quickly regained her composure. She realized that Koyori had chosen to see this through.
"Ugh... I'm... I'm going to... I'm going to... I'm going to...!"
Her pussy pulsed, squirting tidal waves of fluid.
Her labia fluttered wildly.
"Haa... haa... haa... P-please... slower now..."
This time, the touch gentled at her request.
I chuckled, watching Koyori gush vaginal fluid.
"Heh heh heh. This is fucking hilarious."
Playing with Koyori was exactly my kind of fun. I'd been at it for over two hours and still wasn't bored. But I couldn't keep playing forever. This was a dangerous Maze.
I'll stop here for today...
I wiped Koyori between the thighs with a handkerchief and stowed it in my Inventory.
I had originally planned to take Koyori further today, but I changed my mind midway through. Later, if Koyori opened herself to me of her own accord, we'd go further.
I'll have to release the pent-up semen on Misa. Heh heh heh.
Three days passed.
I relieved my sexual urges with Misa while occasionally meeting Koyori in that secret play.
Koyori's trust was growing steadily. With her body in its prime, Koyori responded eagerly whenever she chose to indulge me. Though I remained unseen, she now understood what I wanted and accepted my touch when she wished to.
At this rate, she'll be opening herself to me within a month. Should I tempt her to explore her anus here? Then it might be possible within two weeks...
I was also concerned about Mio, the female ninja who moved with Koyori. Though I'd never seen her face, judging by her voice, build, hairstyle, and figure, she was undoubtedly a beauty. I wanted to fuck her if possible, but there was no way to do so.
"Ugh..."
I turned around. The delinquent, who had been carried on Misa's back, was beginning to stir.
He slowly opened his eyes.
"Ken! You're awake!" Misa greeted him with relief. I stood with my arms crossed, watching the delinquent with a smile.
Our eyes met in the air.
"You... you! What are you doing here?!" The delinquent glared at me, his face contorted in a scowl. I knew he was just putting on a show.
He might have regained consciousness, but moving his body was likely impossible. His condition was that severe.
"Heh. Look at you, acting all tough after I saved your ass. Well, I got my payment, so I guess it doesn't matter, right?"
"Payment?"
"Your girlfriend's pussy was fucking delicious."