Chapter 135
“You never intended to go easy on me from the start, did you? Huh?”
“No, I just didn’t expect you to be unable to see through even that. You’re so fragile, Dekal.”
Urgh……!!
I had actually been subdued in a single blow, so there was nothing I could say.
“Frustrated?”
“You’re just too strong.”
“Use that frustration to train. Come on. I’ll help you. This time, I’ll really be gentle.”
“Haa.”
I think I may have chosen the wrong master…….
I picked up the wooden sword again and charged at Tilia.
Tilia parried my attacks with just the right amount of force. She didn’t merely parry them; each time she did, she lightly tapped one of my vital points.
“Here. Here. Here.”
…….
After fighting for one minute.
I died twenty-three times.
I was overwhelmed by an intense sense of defeat. Just how strong was my girlfriend? I remembered beating this girl by telling her that she lacked “combat technique.”
There was already this much of a difference in combat technique alone. I had absolutely no chance of winning with spirit arts.
“I didn’t expect you to be this weak.”
Tilia was aghast.
“I told you, you’re just too strong…….”
“Hmm~~.”
Tilia pondered.
It seemed she was wondering what to do because I was too weak.
……It was humiliating. Extremely so.
“I think weapon techniques are still too advanced for you. Let’s start with the basics.”
“Yeah…….”
Though I had already lost all motivation and everything else along with it.
“Now, stand in front of the mirror. Follow the movements of my feet.”
…….
I moved along with Tilia.
It was a simple matter of moving my feet in the proper order.
I wondered just how much of an amateur she thought I was…… yet I couldn’t say I disliked being taught carefully from the very beginning.
“When you move sideways, do it like this. Put strength into your left foot and shift your center of gravity.”
“Like this?”
“You’re doing well.”
……I felt like a newborn baby.
But it did seem to be helping.
“Still, you move your body well.
Your physical abilities are decent. You haven’t neglected your training since you were young, have you?”
……That was just thanks to my Agent stats.
I was someone who had never exercised in my entire life.
If sex counted as exercise, did that make it exercise?
“……I did a lot of things similar to push-ups.”
I put it indirectly.
“You’re nice and sturdy. You look like you’d be fun to handle.
I wish I’d had a little brother like you.”
“Doesn’t Diana do this sort of thing for you?”
Tilia chuckled.
“No. Ever since we were young, she started focusing her efforts on a different field, saying, ‘I can’t beat Sister with this.’
Though she did become quite good at handling magic.”
“You do a good imitation of Diana.”
Tilia’s cheeks flushed.
“Well, we’re family, so I know her after seeing her so often.”
“Do you still want to duel me?”
“Hmm…… I do want to duel you. But the result is so obvious.”
That was true.
From Tilia’s perspective, it must be rather deflating.
Of course, the result of the duel had long since been decided, and there was no reason for her to indulge me.
It would be fair to say that Tilia’s fixation on the duel was an indirect influence caused by my suggestion.
Although I had not directly laid a hand on Tilia’s body,
I knew well what effect hypnosis had on the mind.
That day, the sisters of the Vanguard family met me, and their fates were thrown wildly off course.
Diana, who had been forced to kneel naked before everyone and beg for forgiveness, was one thing, but Tilia, who had been caught by the suggestion to duel and had driven Diana to strip instead of protecting her, must also have been left with a sense of incongruity in her heart, leading her to cling to the matter.
If that was the case.
Then it seemed best to break Tilia through a duel after all.
“How about putting a handicap into play?”
“A handicap?”
“It means imposing some disadvantageous restriction so that a stronger person can balance things out with a weaker person and make it fair.”
Tilia blinked.
“That’s a good idea. Did you actually want to duel me too, Dekal?”
“Not exactly.
But I never know when you might come to cut off my head, so it would be better to settle this quickly. What do you say?”
“Fine. Name anything. What handicap should I take on?”
“How about a contest of strength without weapons?
I don’t think I’ll lose when it comes to strength.”
Tilia smiled confidently.
“You think you can knock me down with strength? How laughable. Go ahead and try. I won’t even use both hands.”
“And no running away.”
“Running away?”
Tilia lay flat on her back on the floor.
“Come on, I’ll let you. Get on top of me first.”
…….
Gulp.
Things were going better than I expected.
I promptly squeezed in between Tilia’s legs.
Tilia spread her legs and wrapped them around my waist, then smiled at me.
“When do we start? Now?”
My erect penis, bulging through my pants, almost—but not quite—touched Tilia’s lower body.
“Now…!”
I pounced on Tilia.
At that moment, Tilia slightly twisted her waist and pushed my pelvis away with her legs.
“Ghk!?”
I couldn’t lose that easily.
No matter what, I was stronger than her!
I forced my way forward, but Tilia used only the twisting of her waist and the strength of her lower body to slip away like a loach, then threw me off balance instead.
I had no idea what had happened.
Against a woman who had lain down, spread her legs, and even said she would let me do it, I was subdued—and by the time I came to my senses, I was lying on the floor.
“Hehehe.”
True to her declaration that she wouldn’t use both hands, Tilia kept her wrists pressed tightly together, climbed onto my waist, and grinned.
“I won.”
…….
That was impossible.
“Huh?”
Tilia’s cheeks reddened slightly, as if she had felt something.
“Something hard is touching my butt. Why are you still erect?”
“Because you were rubbing against me with your butt.”
“I-I didn’t rub against you.”
I wanted to have sex with her like this.
But all I had done was get subdued. It was sad.
Tilia, conscious of my penis, slightly lifted her waist.
At that moment, I launched a surprise attack and reached out with my arm.
“Mm!”
Tilia really didn’t use her hands at all. She restrained my arm with her leg, then instantly moved behind my head and strangled me with her legs.
“Ghk!”
I had strangled people before, but this was the first time I had been strangled.
Tilia’s thighs and calves clamped tightly around my neck as if they were going to snap it.
Ghk. I’m going to die!
“Should I just twist it all the way?”
Tilia giggled as she held my life in her hands—or rather, her legs.
Damn…… even in a situation like this, my erection wouldn’t subside.
It was humiliating, but shamefully enough, I had given it everything I had against a woman and still couldn’t overcome her, so I had no choice but to admit it.
Tilia really was strong.
The strength of a human who possessed talent among the finest in this world and had trained relentlessly.
There was naturally a difference in levels as well, but even I, who knew nothing, could feel the difference in the techniques she had made part of her body.
Tilia relaxed her legs and stood up.
I sat collapsed on the floor, catching my breath.
“I lost. What do you want?”
“It’s fine. This wasn’t a duel. I didn’t think I would lose, and we never agreed to wager anything against each other, did we?”
“Well, that’s true.”
“Besides, this doesn’t even count as a handicap.”
Not using both hands didn’t even count as a handicap?
I had nothing to say to that.
A strange competitive urge welled up inside me.
I wanted to see this strong woman declare that she had lost to my penis.
But if I suddenly suggested having a duel through sex, she would think I was insane.
I hadn’t placed the sort of suggestion that altered common sense, one that would make her willingly accept even if I asked her to have sex.
The suggestions I had placed were twofold.
Though it felt like it had already happened long ago, I remembered them.
“When defeated in a duel, actively comply with the victor’s demands.”
“Because the world of competition is cold and solemn, the result of a duel takes precedence over the rules of the family.”
The effect I had aimed for with these two suggestions was one thing.
To make her pay a painful price whenever she lost a duel.
People were fundamentally sly creatures, so when they wagered something and the time came to pay the price, they tended to protect themselves and minimize their losses,
but these suggestions directly opposed that impulse.
Tilia couldn’t bear it if she thought she had failed to properly comply with the other party’s demands.
That was why Tilia had stripped Diana and made her kneel before me.
Without the suggestion, she wouldn’t have at least pressured her little sister to get them through the crisis.
In other words, once Tilia lost a duel, she would do anything I told her.
And she would do it of her own initiative!
My erection still hadn’t subsided.
I thought it would be fun if I could make the duel itself about sex.
“Do you want help getting up?”
“No.”
I stood up on my own.
Tilia spoke as if conscious of my erection.
“……That. Is it still standing?”
“Because you were rubbing against me with your butt.”
“Men get erect over something like that? That sounds exhausting.”
“There’s no particular reason for an erection. It just happens. But in this case, I got hard because you aroused me.”
“Don’t blame that on me. I told you, I didn’t rub against you…. I did press down firmly to subdue you, though.”
“Let’s have another duel.”
“……Hmm.”
I flinched.
Because I saw something like killing intent in Tilia’s eyes.
“A duel isn’t a game. What do you want from me? Don’t forget that the more you test my honor, the heavier the price you’ll have to pay.”
“Good. I’m confident. But I don’t know whether you’ll be able to pull this off.”
“What?”
Tilia glared at me sharply.
“What are you so confident about? Whatever the contest, it would be a huge mistake to think you can overpower me.”
“If I lose, you can do anything you want to me. But if I win, grant me what I want.”
“Fine. What do I have to do?”
“Sex.”
……All right. I’d done it.
A moment ago, I had calmly thought, “If I openly suggest a duel through sex, she’ll think I’m insane,” but I couldn’t help wanting to see Tilia’s reaction.
“Sex. ”
I deliberately said it once more.
At first, Tilia blinked, not understanding what I meant.
Then anger gradually seeped into her expression.
“Are you insulting me?”
……Oh. Was it getting a little warmer around here?
“Wait. Hear me out. I wasn’t trying to joke around.”
Tilia glared at me and asked,
“If it isn’t a joke, then what is it?”
“What else? I’m serious.”
Snap.
I snapped my fingers.
The tension drained from Tilia’s body.
“Tilia. ‘A duel with me is fought through sex. This is only natural.’”
“Only natural……”
Clap.
I clapped my hands, bringing Tilia back to her senses.
With the light returning to her eyes, Tilia looked at me and declared confidently,
“Yes. Let’s have a duel through sex. That’s only natural.”
“It’s just like a fight. The one who gives in first because it feels good loses.”
“I’ve heard sex feels good, but before that, it’s something people do to make children, isn’t it? What about the risk of pregnancy?”
It was a perfectly reasonable question.
“You said a duel isn’t a game, didn’t you?”
“……”
“We’ve even fought with our lives on the line before. If we can wager our lives in a duel, there’s no rule saying we can’t wager dangerous sex as well.
“If anything, aren’t you the one who was treating this like a game?”
With a suitably concocted sophism, I prodded at Tilia’s common sense until it began to shift.
From the very beginning, this duel was an unfair bargain that demanded Tilia stake her chastity.
Naturally, from a woman’s perspective, it was the kind of proposition she could simply kick aside while saying, “What the hell are you talking about?”
But Tilia had already been obsessed with dueling me, and I had placed suggestions in her mind as well.
There were as many as three suggestions bound to the concept of a “duel.”
Tilia spoke with an unconcerned expression.
“Don’t look down on me. I was only taking your feelings into consideration, in case you didn’t want to do it.
“This is a sacred duel. Do you think I’m not prepared to have pregnancy sex with you?
“‘I’ll defeat you through sex.’ I have no experience, but it’s the perfect handicap.”
I could feel Tilia’s dissonance progressing rapidly.
She considered having sex with me as part of the duel only natural, and was even prepared to risk pregnancy.
We hadn’t even started yet, and I already felt great.
“How are we going to determine victory and defeat?
“Simply collapsing because it feels good seems a little difficult to judge.”
“If you make me ejaculate, I’ll declare you the winner. You just have to tell the truth. Well, I trust you won’t deceive me by lying.”
“I understand. If it feels good while we’re having sex, I’ll tell you honestly.”
I let out a silent cheer.
But outwardly, I maintained my composure, putting on the gravity of a gladiator determined to carry out a serious duel from beginning to end.
“Hoo…… In the end, this day has finally come.”
I even delivered a suitably dramatic line.
“I’ll bring you down with pregnancy sex performed to the best of my ability. Prepare yourself, Dekal.”
“Fine. What do you want if you win?”
“I’ll take your life.”
So she really had been after my neck.
“Was losing to Istihan really that unbearable?”
“I’m not sure myself. I acknowledge my defeat.
“Even if I fought that elf again, I wouldn’t be able to defeat him.
“It’s just that ever since that day, there have been times when I’m suddenly overwhelmed by the feeling that I have to settle things with you.
“I simply want to reach a conclusion about this feeling.”
I see.
I had a feeling it might be something like that, and this was the moment when the reason for Tilia’s lingering attachment to the duel became clear.
She had lacked sufficient “dissonance.”
When you place a suggestion that directly opposes something natural to a person—or something protected by an overly thick psychological defense mechanism—
it naturally affects their mind and reveals itself outwardly.
In this case, it was Tilia’s guilt.
The suggestion I had planted—“The world of competition is cold and ruthless, and takes precedence over the rules of one’s family”—had directly clashed with the way she had lived her life.
As a result, it had remained in an ambiguous state she couldn’t fully understand, like an incomplete combustion.
The solution was simple.
I only had to reinforce the suggestion and make it collapse.
I had to imprint it deep in her bones: losing the duel and obeying my words was unavoidable.
“Dekal. I don’t really know how to have sex. So teach me properly.”
Tilia, who had toyed with me before, was now asking for my instruction with an innocent face.
“Tonight. I’ll visit the Vanguard estate.
“Dress up prettily and wait for me. Understood?”
“Prettily?”
Tilia furrowed her brow.
It seemed she thought the word didn’t fit the sacred duel she had in mind.
“Why would you say that? It makes me uncomfortable.”
“Naturally, you have to do pretty things if you want to make me ejaculate. If you can’t turn me on, then having sex would just be a fight you’re bound to lose, wouldn’t it?”
“……!”
Tilia flinched in surprise, then nodded.
“You’re right. ……You’re right. I was foolish.
“I’ll put on the sexiest clothes I can and wait prettily. That’s the attitude befitting this duel.”
“Exactly. You can wait prettily, can’t you?”
“All right.”
Tilia nodded with a refreshed expression and said,
“I’ll dress up prettily and prepare for sex. You must come.”
“Of course.”
I answered with a broad grin.
As I’d said, the sisters wouldn’t let my cock rest.
Who would have thought that the suggestion of a duel I had established to punish Diana would wind its way around into her older sister’s guilt, ultimately leading to her having a sexual duel herself?
This was why hypnosis was so enjoyable.
With just one suggestion—“A duel is fought through sex”—Tilia’s overwhelming combat prowess became utterly meaningless.
It had become nothing more than seasoning for some pleasurable pregnancy sex.