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**Bang—**
The two of them stepped forward at the same time and threw punches.
Their fists collided.
**Crack—**
Kirei Kotomine's Bajiquan was no match for Haruka Kasugano's. His arm shattered instantly.
"AAAHHH!" He screamed like a pig being slaughtered.
He immediately retreated five steps, grabbed a Black Key with one hand, hurled it at Haruka Kasugano, and turned to flee.
Haruka Kasugano did not pursue him. If he cornered Kirei, he might use a Command Spell to summon Gilgamesh, and that would ruin everything.
Besides, Haruka Kasugano would only grow stronger with time. There was no need to rush.
"Madam, it's alright now. I've driven him away!" Haruka Kasugano walked toward Irisviel with a grin.
Irisviel finally relaxed.
"Thank you… I didn't expect you to be this strong…"
She still looked pained, the deterioration of her body made her uncomfortable.
Haruka Kasugano slowly approached her, gazing at her beauty as if savoring it.
Her silver hair flowed softly like a waterfall under moonlight, glowing gently.
Her figure was perfectly proportioned and graceful.
Her skin was delicate and luminous, almost translucent.
Her features were exquisitely refined, like a finely carved work of art.
He took a deep breath, inwardly marveling that such beauty seemed almost heavenly.
"Y-you're too close…" Irisviel said awkwardly.
"How can I admire your beauty without getting closer, Madam?" he replied bluntly.
"Ah?" She blinked in confusion.
"Madam, I saved you. Don't I deserve some repayment?" Haruka Kasugano laughed.
Before she could respond, he covered her mouth with his hand and forced her head downward.
"Ah~! This feeling—I've missed it for so long!" he sighed in intoxication.
"Madam, does this taste feel familiar?"
Though distressed, Irisviel suddenly realized—
That strange taste… it was the same one she had sensed before when she was injured by Kirei.
So that was it…
"Madam, don't be nervous. I'm just borrowing a little."
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"Mmm… Mmm… Sizzle…"
Irisviel's small mouth was simply exquisite.
Because she was an artificial human, every part of her body was designed according to the highest standards of beauty.
The perfection of her small mouth's structure was, of course, extremely rare and exquisite among humans.
Small and rosy, extremely elastic and soft.
This was a black hole for men.
"Fantastic! Ever since last time, I've been completely captivated by your little mouth, Madam. I've wanted to come back to you again for ages!" Haruka Kasugano couldn't help but exclaim.
"Ah~! It's truly unforgettable!"
Irisviel's reaction to Haruka Kasugano's coercion was completely different from the other women.
When Tohsaka Aoi first blew the whistle, her face showed resentment mixed with stubbornness.
Sola's reaction the first time she blew the whistle was anger mixed with resentment, stemming from her proud personality.
But Irisviel was different. Even while being forced to do something, and doing something she was unhappy about, her expression didn't show any "hatred."
Her expression was one of distress and grievance, like a little girl about to cry.
At this moment, she also displayed her gentleness and innocence to the fullest.
This was far more beautiful than the previous two women.
After all, in matters of this kind, tenderness is always more comforting than angry confrontation.
And the way she looked so pitiful made herself was simply irresistible, making one want to protect her.
Ah~~~
Irisviel's performance sent Haruka Kasugano's feelings soaring.
He shoved Irisviel away.
"Cough cough cough..." Irisviel coughed incessantly.
"So smelly...so sour...so bitter..."
Irisviel was already in extreme discomfort due to her body's breakdown, and now, with Haruka Kasugano injecting his essence into her, it was almost unbearable.
But Haruka Kasugano wouldn't let her off so easily.
He pushed the now frail Irisviel down.
With one hand, he pulled off the white stocking on her left leg, revealing Irisviel's long, beautifully curved legs.
Because she was a fine creation from the Einzbern homunculi, Irisviel's legs were also extremely beautiful.
The legs were light and graceful, like curves delicately drawn on a canvas by a skilled painter, captivating from every angle.
The elegant curves of the legs, combined with the smooth texture of the skin, gave an air of nobility and mystery.
Haruka Kasugano was deeply attracted by the jade-like legs, unable to resist taking large gulps of their snow-white skin.
Irisviel blushed.
This was the first time she had been treated like this.
"Don't...it's dirty..."
But Haruka Kasugano ignored her. If these legs were dirty, then there would be no beautiful legs in the world.
Moreover, Irisviel's small feet were exquisite—fair, delicate, rounded, and petite, easily held in one hand, making one want to play with them.
Furthermore, Irisviel's toenails were unpainted, because of the beautiful shape of her toes and nails, this natural beauty surpassed that of elaborately decorated feet.
It made one want to swirl their mouth.
"Don't...it's really dirty..." Irisviel innocently tried to dissuade her.
But such gentle persuasion only turned into "persuasion," fueling the lust of the men captivated by her beauty.
Haruka Kasugano could no longer resist.
He ripped off Irisviel's clothes, revealing her porcelain-like skin.
Irisviel was definitely an underestimated beauty.
She had measurements of 85/56/84cm, which didn't seem exaggerated, but they were carefully designed. This meant her ribcage was very small, resulting in a huge difference between her upper and lower bust measurements, with a large amount of fat on top.
In technical terms, she had a huge bra size, at least a D cup.
Truly, a small branch bearing a large fruit!
Seeing this magnificent sight, Haruka Kasugano could no longer hold back.
He pounced on Irisviel, savoring her soft, jade-like skin.
He tore away Irisviel's last line of defense, revealing a blush.
"Don't...why are you doing this?" Irisviel pleaded desperately.
"Why? Because I love you, of course!" Haruka Kasugano said without any pretense.
"Huh?!?!"
These words completely stunned Irisviel.
Although she appeared as a stunningly beautiful noblewoman, the wife of a man in his thirties, and a nine-year-old child,
she was an artificial human created and immediately married to Kiritsugu Emiya, and began conceiving and nurturing Illya.
That is to say, from birth to now, she has existed for less than ten years.
Even as an artificial human, instilled with hundreds of years of human knowledge and technology at birth, her mind is at the level of a child under ten.
After all, emotions cannot be artificially created, they must be cultivated over time and built up through memories.
Therefore, in terms of mind and emotion, she was a virgin.
This is why she usually appeared so pure and innocent, so lively and adorable.
Therefore, facing Haruka Kasugano's confession at this moment, her heart fluttered wildly.
The impact of these words on her soul made her instantly forget that Haruka Kasugano was plotting against her.
"You... are you being rough with me because you like me?" Irisviel's face was flushed, incredibly shy.
"I can't do this... even if you like me... you can't do this..."
But Haruka Kasugano didn't care about her words, directly lifting one of her bare legs and the other her stockinged leg.
Then he penetrated her from the middle.
"Ah—" Irisviel couldn't help but cry out.
Haruka Kasugano and she became one, cultivating the path of human relations.
Her slender limbs, the soft, supple muscles that remained even with exercise, her skin a snow-white that would never darken, her fragrance eternal, her bodily fluids always sweet.
To say she was as perfectly beautiful as a doll would be an understatement, she was the epitome of a perfect doll.
"Gently...it hurts..."
"Huh? Why does it hurt? You've given birth, Madam!" Haruka Kasugano pressed down on her back, whispering in her ear.
"Too...too BIG! I can't take it...let me go..." Irisviel pleaded, crying.
Haruka Kasugano, inhaling her intoxicating fragrance, chuckled, "Isn't that a bit much, Madam? I'm just an ordinary, average man!"
"How could it make you feel unwell?...Could it be..."
"Emiya Kiritsugu is actually a toothpick???"
At this, Irisviel blushed and couldn't speak.
"Hahaha, I guessed it!" Haruka Kasugano laughed.
"No wonder Kiritsugu Emiya seems like a monk, uninterested in any women. It's because he's impotent!"
"My lady… since you can't feel the happiness of being a woman with him, then let me let you experience it properly!"
"Don't worry, I'm very good at it. I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"
"Ah~! Ah~!" Irisviel immediately let out a beautiful sound.
How much time passed is unknown.
Irisviel lay weakly on the ground.
Her snow-white hair was already damp from the intense exertion.
At this moment, her broken bodily functions and her long hours of exhaustion were no longer reasons to restrain his impulses.
Seeing her in this beautiful state, he couldn't feel any pity for her.
This made Haruka Kasugano unable to resist pressing down on her again.