There was no need for an instructor to handle only one person at a time.
Just because I was betting against Zentia didn’t mean I had to leave Eris to relieve her lust by pathetically masturbating alone.
‘Once the system’s in place, can’t I just put the rest on auto?’
The prisoners’ ideological vetting through wall-hole rear-entry rape had already run once yesterday, so all I had to do was tell my subordinates to do exactly what I had done, and it would run automatically.
Just like the arrangement here in the instruction room.
There was no difference from yesterday.
Of course, there had been a few minor changes.
First.
“You said the number of succubus volunteers has increased?”
“Yes.”
Apparently, this system had been unexpectedly well received among the lower-ranking succubi.
“Weren’t they reluctant because they found being raped by humans humiliating?”
“They said there was a different kind of pleasure in being penetrated without anyone realizing they were succubi.”
It seemed all three succubi had let those around them know that they were satisfied in their own ways.
“Though, in my opinion, they’re just slacking off.”
“Slacking off?”
“When they aren’t absorbing essence, they’re usually mobilized for the dungeon expansion work. Instead of driving a pickaxe into the ground, they get to have one driven into their cunts, so from their perspective, there couldn’t be a better kind of public service.”
“.......”
Ah!
I understood.
I had never realized that expanding the dungeon meant actual physical construction, forcing the succubi to wield pickaxes. But precisely because of that, I could understand the increase in demand among the succubi all the more clearly.
“I see. As long as the succubi assigned to assist in the instruction room cooperate, I suppose it’s all for the best.”
Public opinion within the legion was important.
At the very least, one of the succubi might notice and mention an attempt by someone plotting to kill me.
“But Instructor, aren’t you going to call Dalia?”
“I’ll call her if there’s someone who has abandoned her faith. Why?”
“No. It’s nothing.”
Lilith tilted her head as she looked at the empty third chair.
‘Looking at this, perhaps that power from yesterday wasn’t anything special after all?’
Maybe the astonishing thing had simply been that a vampire priestess had reached climax so intensely that her eyes rolled back.
If that was the case, it would be strange for Dalia not to be here today.
“There’s a succubus cunt in position three, but Dalia isn’t here. I’m going to sit there instead.”
The second change.
“I get restless just standing around and watching. I’m going to have some sex while observing the prisoners choose which cunt they want.”
“Then, that....”
Lilith swallowed hard and pointed to the prisoner I was leading by a chain attached to her neck.
“......Her?”
“That’s about the size of it.”
Although she wore a helmet and nothing but a prison uniform, this woman was Eris.
‘I was originally going to bring her here wearing only the helmet and nothing else.’
But she had begged and pleaded with me to spare her the humiliation of being completely naked, so through another bargain, I had brought her here clothed.
“She’s my personal cunt, devoted to servicing my cock for the entire day. Isn’t that right, cunt?”
“.......”
Eris nodded heavily.
A trace of murderous intent glimmered in the eyes visible between the helmet’s openings, but at the same time, she was clearly conscious of the prisoners seated opposite the women whose cunts were jammed into the holes.
‘So there really is someone she knows.’
They were adventurers from Baron Gilbert’s domain.
There was probably someone among them who had come in to rescue Eris.
Even if Eris did not know them, there might be women who knew her.
That was why Eris was obediently following me now, doing everything she could to conceal her identity.
“Then let’s have a leisurely conversation while I receive some service.”
I sat in the third chair, lowered my trousers, and pulled out my cock.
“Service me.”
“.......”
Eris silently knelt before me.
Her face was still hidden by the helmet and mask, but she raised her slender hands and lightly grasped my cock.
A handjob.
She had already experienced my cock with her cunt several times, but today Eris would feel the pleasure of touching and servicing it with both hands.
What pleasure could there be in giving a handjob?
Eris herself would understand better once she had serviced me for a while.
‘Besides, the point of getting a handjob now is so that things will feel better when I fuck her later.’
I hadn’t brought Eris here merely to receive a handjob while seven men came inside her.
I had brought her here so I could fuck her and enjoy myself as well.
So—
“Then shall we continue yesterday’s bet while I leisurely receive your service, Ms. Zentia?”
“.......”
With Eris running on autopilot as she serviced my cock, I turned my eyes toward Zentia, who sat demurely in a prison uniform.
“Under the same conditions as yesterday, I’ll have the prisoners testify. The positions haven’t changed, and neither have the conditions.”
“.......”
“Furthermore, out of consideration for you in our bet, I even added one condition in your favor.”
“......Certainly.”
Zentia opened her mouth.
“The men raping from the other side of the wall...you asked me to provide clear information so they could know which woman they were raping...didn’t you?”
Zentia spoke politely, watching my expression.
I could feel her gaze briefly flick toward my erect cock, but I pretended not to notice and clapped my hands.
“That’s right. You said that if there were clearer information about whom they were penetrating, they would be able to make their choices with greater certainty.”
Clap.
“Secretary. Show Zentia the front of the wall directly. Tell her about the new component added to it today.”
The third change to the wall-cunt holes.
“...You, you madman?”
Zentia cursed when she saw something hanging neatly above the cunt hole.
“W-What kind of sick joke is this...!”
“What do you mean, what kind? I’m simply making sure they know exactly which cunt they’re penetrating.”
There was no need for me to go over and look.
The item I had prepared had been reproduced perfectly in Lilith’s hands, in all its naked detail.
“We even used magic for this. Shouldn’t you be grateful?”
Above the cunt wedged into the hole—
Directly before the eyes of the man doing the penetrating, I had hung a portrait of the cunt’s owner on the wall.
A magical portrait.
Just like a photograph, the woman’s bust was reflected across a broad, oval mirror.
It did not change as a true photograph would, but I had hung portraits of Zentia, Maria, and the human forms of the succubus who looked the most like a priestess.
“I’ve kindly made it clear who the woman they’re penetrating is.”
* * *
Zentia had come today with high hopes.
It would be different from yesterday.
And indeed, it was different from yesterday.
Although her own face was displayed blatantly above the cunt hole, it was merely a portrait that resembled her extremely closely, so she did not fear that her expression would give her away.
What she feared was that the woman lying in hole number one might be exposed as not being her.
And more than anything, she feared that the emotions she felt toward her husband, who had made a single wrong choice because of that loathsome instructor’s evil deeds, might reveal themselves without her realizing it.
“.......”
Zentia fidgeted with the empty ring finger of her left hand.
Although all her jewelry had been taken from her when she was imprisoned, the mark of a married woman’s ring remained deeply etched around that finger.
The same was true of her husband, Kite.
Although yesterday—
“U, ugh....”
“.......”
Her companion Maria trembled as she bit her lower lip.
Yesterday, they had not been in the same space, so Zentia had been unable to comfort her. Even now, Maria had a gag in her mouth and could not say anything.
Yesterday.
Maria had been raped.
By none other than Zentia’s own husband, Kite.
“.......”
It was understandable for the instructor to rape them.
The man over there, currently receiving service from another female prisoner, was an agent of the Demon King’s army and a traitor to humanity.
It was also understandable for the other adventurers to rape them.
If the only choices had been fucking one’s sister-in-law or fucking a priestess, perhaps not. But if fucking one’s companion was included among those choices, then choosing that would be the normal thing to do—
That was what Zentia thought.
What did Maria think?
Was she relieved that she had not been chosen six times in a row, or was she filled with the feeling that she had not been chosen as a woman?
And then, at the very end, she had been raped by Kite. What did she think about that?
Before Zentia could ask her—
“The first subject of judgment is entering.”
At the succubus secretary’s words, a prisoner entered.
The order seemed to be different from yesterday. The man who had chosen her fifth yesterday stopped before the wall.
“Zentia. Can you see?”
The instructor receiving service from the prisoner pointed forward with a mocking smile.
“Thanks to the capable succubi’s magic, the people on the other side can’t hear the conversation taking place here in front of the chairs.”
When the instructor tapped the wall as though knocking on empty air, the space trembled as if a barrier of mist had spread across it.
“And there’s one more thing. From this side, we can see them perfectly well.”
When the instructor snapped his fingers, the entire area beyond the wooden wall came clearly into view, as though the wood had vanished.
“Praise be to magic.”
The instructor pointed ahead, looking extremely pleased.
“You’re looking forward to this, aren’t you? You think that man will make a different choice from yesterday.”
“.......”
Zentia kept silent, but despite herself, she gave a slight nod.
“That’s unfortunate.”
The man headed toward number one.
“Looks like they decided to betray Kite and fuck you instead.”
“.......”
“And yet your husband still doesn’t seem to know that his subordinates have been enthusiastically fucking you.”
“What...did you say?”
“All the men lied in exactly the same way.”
The instructor continued with a broad grin.
“In front of Kite, they said they fucked number two, Maria, instead of you.”
“......!!”
“And Kite....”
No.
The moment she heard what came next, she felt as though something inside her would collapse. She wanted to cover her ears, but—
“Of course, they told him they had shoved their cocks into his wife.”
At those words—
Zentia felt as though something she had been clutching tightly inside herself had snapped.