Chapter 11
"To put it simply, this is another world.
You can enter through the Eight-Colored Clam."
"Is it possible to bring other people here?"
"What do you take my clam for? Of course it is. Around the castle, you can build and modify facilities with various functions according to the user's preferences."
"Oh···."
That's amazing.
"I gave you the clam because I thought you'd need somewhere to stay while traveling. Be grateful."
"I understand the Eight-Colored Clam, but what's the Starlight Clam?"
"It has the effect of healing wounds when placed against them."
"What?"
So it was an incredible clam?
I hadn't known because I'd never been injured fighting goblins.
"If you crush the Starlight Clam into powder, it becomes a medicine capable of bringing the dead back to life."
Belleira's expression darkened, as if she really didn't want to talk about this part.
"Are you afraid I'll crush it?"
"You'd absolutely do it."
I couldn't deny that.
If Isti died right now, I would smash a hundred or even a thousand of these clams to bring her back to life.
But judging by Belleira's expression, I could tell that it was an extremely precious object to her personally.
"Why don't you come over here yourself?"
"I can't. If I manifest, the opposing god will notice me as well."
It seemed she couldn't come and stay here without the other god finding out.
"But it's all right in this world?"
"Phew, you're stupid. Think about it yourself. Didn't I just tell you? This is another world."
"Stupid? Do you want to be punished?"
"···."
Belleira avoided meeting my eyes.
"I just thought of something. Why doesn't hypnosis work on the monsters in this world? It was lucky that one was weak, or things could have turned out badly."
"How would I know···! It's a strange ability that doesn't even show up as a skill."
"So if you don't know, that's the end of it? Huh?"
I approached her, pretending to be angry and applying pressure for no reason.
"Kuh···! There were no better conditions than that world. I made that decision after careful consideration beyond what your stupid head could ever imagine."
"Again?"
"Yes, I called you stupid. So what? I'm a goddess. Normally, someone like you should—"
"Time for your punishment."
I sat on the throne and slapped my knees as I spoke.
"Get down here. That's an order."
Belleira squeezed her eyes shut. The wings on her back scattered into particles of light, and she lay facedown across my lap, her stomach pressed against me.
"How many swats?"
"Treating me like a child···!"
I smacked Belleira's buttocks.
"Ugh···! Ngh···!!"
The goddess's face flushed bright red. She must have been terribly embarrassed.
"Decide for yourself how many you deserve."
"One."
"Would that be enough for you to repent?"
"I-I don't know!"
I moved aside the fabric of the slit dress resting lightly over Belleira's buttocks and smacked her bared, white flesh with my palm.
"What a pathetic sight for a goddess."
Belleira's body flinched and trembled.
"Huh? You're not going to pay attention?"
I gave her buttocks another surprise smack, without it being part of the plan.
"Hya!"
Belleira let out a cute voice I had never heard before.
"Don't tell me···."
"Don't ask me anything. I'll kill you."
She was desperate to keep her true feelings from being exposed.
But that wasn't enough to make me stop asking.
"I'll ask again. How many swats do you want?"
"~~~!"
Belleira lowered her head and answered in a tiny voice.
"···Keep hitting me."
"You want me to keep hitting you? Why?"
"Because it feels good when you hit my butt···."
Belleira's ears turned red as well.
I mercilessly smacked her buttocks over and over.
Until her beautiful skin flushed red.
Smack, smack, smack.
"Hnng, yes···. Yes···."
When Belleira underwent humiliating experiences at my hands, the suggestion made her feel pleasure.
This sort of childish, disciplinary punishment suited her perfectly.
Because it was extremely humiliating.
"Did you do wrong or not?"
"I really don't know···!"
I smacked her buttocks again.
"Calling me stupid was wrong! Happy? I really don't know why hypnosis doesn't work. Maybe it's because the monster couldn't understand human speech?"
"How can you not know when you're the one who caused it, you useless bitch?"
When I struck her buttocks hard with my palm, Belleira squeezed her thighs together and let out a sweet breath.
I kept hitting her without pause until my palm began to hurt.
"Hic! Ahh!"
As time passed, Belleira's pussy grew thoroughly wet, and I could see her juices running down.
"What a pathetic goddess, leaking pussy juice just from being spanked by a human."
I deliberately provoked Belleira as I continued smacking her buttocks.
"Hngh!"
Belleira's body trembled. It seemed she had reached a light orgasm.
"It's because of··· the suggestion you gave me. This isn't who I am."
"Why would I implant a suggestion telling you to get off on being spanked?"
Belleira seemed to have nothing to say.
"Admit it. You're actually a pervert."
"I'm not···!"
"Who told you to get up?"
I smacked her buttocks once more. Belleira immediately became obedient.
"Look at you."
I took Belleira by the chin and turned her face toward me.
She had stupidly stuck out her tongue, her face looking like that of a female animal savoring the afterglow of being spanked.
"Say it while I hit you. I am a hopeless goddess who gets off on being spanked by a human."
Smack!
"Hnn! I am a hopeless goddess who gets off on being spanked by a human."
Smack!
After being hit and climaxing again, Belleira suddenly wet herself.
"Ah···."
Belleira's urine ran down her tightly pressed thighs, streamed along my leg, and dripped onto the floor.
"Should I start calling you the pee-pee goddess?"
"Kuh! You, you should just die!"
Belleira stood up, glared at me once, and then fled as if running away.
She vanished as suddenly as she had appeared.
Perhaps I should have told her not to run away? I regretted it briefly, but soon let go of the thought. I was bound to meet the goddess again anyway.
She would come looking for me herself.
Because she wouldn't be able to forget the pleasure she had just felt after submitting.
"······."
Curious, I dipped a finger into the fluid on my leg and tasted it.
The goddess's urine didn't taste particularly different.
In any case.
The Great Eight-Colored Clam's functions were far better than I had imagined.
By activating the Great Clam again from my inventory, I could survey the entire castle and even look out at the scenery beyond it.
The Eight-Colored Clam Castle was an ancient fortress planted inexplicably on a shore where waves rolled in, grand enough to make me think nearly a thousand people could live there.
Seeing this, I wondered if I had been too harsh on Belleira.
No, for her, that was a reward now.
I'd have to torment her again the next time I saw her.
(Would you like to return to the original world? Y/N)
Y.
I returned to the Water and Grass Inn without a trace, as if nothing had happened.
The Clam Castle might be even more useful than I had expected.
As the number of women I hypnotized increased, I would need a place to keep and manage them all together. That problem had already been solved.
And then there was the Starlight Clam, which possessed healing properties.
I hadn't tested it yet, but this was truly an incredible ability.
Even in a world without monsters, people were injured and wounded for all sorts of reasons.
What should I do while Isti was away in the kingdom?
Actually, I already had something in mind.