"Did you guys hear a strange sound?"
Inside the barren girls' dormitory, Wakako Ogawa asked her roommates, her voice trembling slightly.
The three girls had just finished eating their meager dinner of instant noodles and were now sitting on their cots, bored out of their minds and staring blankly into space. It was only early evening; expecting modern teenagers to simply go to sleep at seven or eight o'clock was unrealistic.
However, aside from a single bare lightbulb and a cheap electric kettle, there were absolutely no other electrical appliances in the crude dorm room. There was no computer, no television, not even a battery-operated radio.
All three of them had lost their mobile phones during the chaotic evacuation, leaving them with no choice but to sit in silence and listen to the wind howl outside the reinforced windows.
"It... it does sound like there's some noise outside," the third girl whispered, her face immediately turning pale with fright. "Could it be that those monsters have already found a way to climb up here?"
Rei Miyamoto, on the other hand, stood up without hesitation. Her face was grim as she casually picked up a heavy, sharp steel pipe that had been left leaning against the doorframe.
A building with such crude, unfinished construction had its advantages; namely, various lethal building materials could be found lying around everywhere.
"Miyamoto-san, what are you planning to do?" Wakako asked in a hushed, panicked tone, seeing Rei actually reach for the door handle.
"I am going out to take a look," Rei replied coldly.
She gripped the steel pipe tightly and stepped outside into the cool night air.
With two absolute apex predators—Masao and Saeko Busujima—guarding the base, this place should, in theory, be completely safe for the time being. Moreover, she had noticed on their way up that there was only one heavily fortified path leading to the mountaintop. If any of the "walking corpses" really had breached the perimeter, it was likely just a lone straggler that had slipped through a gap in the fencing.
Rather than sticking around in a dark room with two useless idiots who would only cling to each other and scream, Rei felt she would be far better off proactively seeking out the Busujimas. The survival factor would surely be much higher if she proved her worth to the masters of the fortress.
Stepping out the door and moving away from the thick concrete walls, Rei immediately recognized the faint, almost ethereal sound carrying on the wind. It wasn't the guttural moaning of the undead. It sounded human.
Actually, it sounded exactly like Saya Takagi.
Clutching the steel pipe tightly in both hands, Rei lowered her center of gravity and began to creep slowly toward the source of the noise.
"...sob... You're not human... My father won't let you get away with this..."
"Stop thrusting... I'm going to break... I'm going to break apart..."
"It hurts! It hurts so much! Please let me go! I beg you, just let me go!"
As she drew closer to the edge of the summit, Rei finally managed to make out exactly what the arrogant genius was screaming.
However, judging by the desperate, rhythmic nature of her cries, it didn't seem as though she was being eaten by a corpse.
It would take another two or three days for the global infrastructure to completely collapse; consequently, the power grid in Tokonosu City hadn't failed yet. Several heavy industrial floodlights were still glowing atop the hill, casting long, stark shadows across the compound.
Thus, as Rei crept quietly behind a row of decorative pine trees, she immediately saw—with crystal clarity—exactly what was unfolding near the cliff's edge.
Saya Takagi was pinned face-down against the heavy military chain-link fence. Her hands were pulled above her head and handcuffed directly to the thick wire mesh, rendering her utterly unable to move or defend herself.
Standing behind her was a massive, burly man. He was completely naked, his muscular back glistening with sweat under the floodlights as he vigorously thrust his hips, driving an obscenely thick shaft in and out of the genius's dripping depths.
Tiny droplets of fresh, bright red virgin blood were scattered across the concrete—silent witnesses to the absolute misery of the girl being broken.
"Stop thrusting! I'm sorry! I really am! Please, I beg you—let me go! Sob..."
Saya wept uncontrollably, her face pressed painfully against the cold steel links.
The man paid absolutely no heed to her desperate pleas. Without a shred of preparation or mercy, he had brutally forced his way inside her. The blinding agony of being torn open, combined with the crushing humiliation of being raped outdoors, pushed the self-proclaimed 'super-genius'—a girl known for her haughty, untouchable pride—to the very brink of a psychological breakdown.
"I am going to fuck you until you break, you arrogant little slut!" Adrian growled, his voice dark and vicious. "You were acting pretty high and mighty just a moment ago, weren't you?"
He turned a deaf ear to the girl's frantic cries. Grabbing her pale, round buttocks with both large hands, he anchored her hips in place and thrust wildly, his flesh slapping loudly against hers.
Deflowering three virgins in a single day was a monumentally tall order, even for a superhuman vessel like the Sword Saint. By now, Adrian was starting to feel a dull, throbbing strain in his lower back.
To be completely honest, taking a girl's virginity wasn't quite as physically pleasurable as one might imagine. Especially when he had brutally forced himself into Kokoro earlier; her impossibly tight passage had nearly squeezed his bruised flesh raw. If he were truly looking for pure, effortless physical pleasure, it was far more satisfying to use a beautifully broken, experienced woman like Manami Katsura, or a mature, bottomless 'milk-cow' like Shizuka Marikawa.
However, the psychological gratification of conquering an untouchable, arrogant virgin was infinitely greater. Breaking their pride was an intoxicating drug.
"Damn, this ass of yours is top-tier stock," Adrian praised darkly, his large hands kneading the soft, jiggling flesh as he pounded her. "You definitely have the hips to pop out plenty of strong babies. Why don't you go ahead and breed a few daughters for me, hmm? Once they grow up, I can fuck them all right alongside you."
He had initially assumed that the tsundere's massive E-cup breasts were her only exceptional feature. But after stripping her completely naked, he discovered that her lower half was, in its own right, absolutely magnificent.
Her hips were visibly wider and far more generous than those of either Kotonoha or Saeko. While she couldn't quite compete with the monstrous proportions of the Katsura mother just yet, considering she was only sixteen, Saya still had plenty of room to grow into a spectacular breeding sow.
"No! Don't cum inside me! I don't want to get pregnant!"
Hearing the man's dark breeding fantasy, Saya immediately began to thrash and sob even louder. The haughty, untouchable heiress never in her wildest nightmares imagined that, in the span of a single afternoon, she would be reduced to a captive breeding toy.
"You are going to get pregnant for me, you damn slut!"
Adrian had never harbored any fondness for the Takagi syndicate. Since that bastard Soichiro Takagi was a staunch, hyper-nationalist politician, defiling his precious heir and turning her into a personal broodmare could absolutely be considered an act of poetic, divine retribution.
If I recall correctly, Soichiro's wife, Yuriko, is also a stunning, mature beauty, Adrian mused as he thrust deeper. Perhaps I should find an opportunity to add the mother to my livestock pens as well.
"No! Don't cum inside! Pull it out! Please!"
Sensing the agonizing, stretching pressure of his climax building, Saya let out a piercing scream.
"Take my seed! Breed a few daughters for me to play with! Hahaha!"
Adrian roared with laughter, fully embracing his role as the apocalyptic villain. No wonder so many men harbored dark fantasies of absolute dominion; it truly did satisfy the most depraved desires lurking within the human heart.
He drove himself in to the hilt and erupted.
It was a pity, however, that the volume of his climax wasn't particularly massive this time.
After all, he had spent the afternoon breaking Kotonoha, and just an hour ago, he had unloaded a massive amount deep inside Kokoro's womb. Even with his extraordinary, superhuman endurance, his reserves were finally starting to run dry.
It made perfect sense why so many protagonists in cheap "System" novels required indestructible kidneys and infinite stamina cheats. Otherwise, given his current, relentless frequency of activity, even a Grandmaster made of iron would eventually break down!
"I'm pregnant... I'm going to get pregnant... I'm going to have a monster's baby..."
Drooling, her twin-tails a tangled mess, Saya kept muttering the words to herself with vacant, glazed eyes. She looked utterly broken—as if her brilliant mind had finally snapped under the weight of her degradation.
Of course, a human psyche doesn't actually shatter quite so easily. She was merely in a state of profound shock, temporarily unable to process or accept the horrific reality of what had just happened to her.
"You little mouse hiding behind the trees..."
Slowly withdrawing his slick, softening cock from Saya's ruined, dripping pussy, Adrian finally turned around. His cold, predatory eyes locked directly onto the shadows where Rei Miyamoto was crouching.
"...just how long do you plan on watching the show?"
The only reason he hadn't noticed Saya sneaking around earlier was that he had been indoors, highly distracted by his attempts to break Saeko's psychological boundaries. But now, out here in the wide-open wilderness, his senses were fully attuned. If a teenage girl could sneak up right under his nose without him realizing it, then the legendary Masao Busujima would have absolutely no right to be called a Sword Saint.
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