Chapter 80: Mirror Alice (Complete)
With Tsubaki's lewd words hanging in the air, it was Haruto's turn to fulfill his duty.
The air in the room, already thick with anticipation, seemed to crackle. Haruto's gaze darkened with a primal hunger as he looked at the beautiful, willing girl beneath him. Every second of delay was a sweet agony, building the tension to an almost unbearable peak.
He turned his head, capturing Tsubaki's lips as their tongues entwined. His hands gripped her shapely hips, gently pressing her down.
The kiss was deep and claiming, a silent conversation of desire that left them both breathless. As he pressed down, a shudder of pure, unadulterated anticipation wracked Tsubaki's frame. She could feel the hard, insistent pressure of him against her most intimate place, a promise of the pleasure to come.
"Ah..."
This time, it wasn't a cry of pain but one of pleasure.
The sound was a catalyst, shattering the last remnants of hesitation. It was a raw, honest admission of the ecstasy she was feeling, a sound that spurred Haruto on. He watched her face, captivated by the blush spreading across her cheeks and the dazed look in her eyes.
Guided by Haruto's tender movements, the beautiful girl gradually adjusted to his size, straightening her posture with her hands braced against his chest.
Slowly, inch by exquisite inch, she took him in, her inner walls fluttering around his girth as her body opened for him. A soft, continuous moan escaped her lips as she rose, only to sink down again, taking him deeper, fuller. The feeling of being so completely filled was overwhelming, a perfect, tight heat that made her head spin.
Her slender waist gave way to the curve of her hips, which began swaying in every direction. The copious fluids smeared across Haruto's abdomen as his dick rubbed against her delicate core, driving the usually composed vice president to madness.
The slick, wet sounds of their joining filled the room, a lewd soundtrack to their passion. Each roll of her hips was a masterclass in seduction, grinding against him in a way that sent jolts of pleasure straight to her core. Her polished facade was utterly gone, replaced by a creature of pure sensuality.
"Ah... Master... I feel so good... so good... faster... please... faster... fuck me harder with your big cock, Master!"
Her pleas were a desperate mantra, each one pushing Haruto closer to the edge of his control. Her own hands, seemingly of their own volition, wandered over her flushed skin, seeking to amplify the sensations crashing through her.
Tsubaki's hands roamed over her own supple breasts, kneading them fiercely. Her head tossed from side to side, her sleek black hair dancing through the air.
Her fingers pinched and pulled at her own stiffened nipples, the sharp bites of pain only heightening the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her. She was a vision of debauchery, lost in a sea of feeling, and Haruto could only watch, mesmerized by her transformation.
Haruto thrust upward sharply, prompting the girl to finally remember her role, beginning to ride the hard, scorching dragon with her flower valley.
The sudden, deep thrust knocked a gasp from her lungs and sent a fresh wave of dizzying pleasure through her. It was a sharp reminder of who was in control, and she eagerly began to move again, bouncing on his lap with increasing fervor, her body slapping against his with a steady, rhythmic beat.
"Come, let Master play with your big bunnies."
His voice was a low, commanding growl that vibrated through her very bones. He wanted to feel every part of her, to claim every inch of her perfect body as his own.
Pushing aside Tsubaki's delicate hand, Haruto grasped the pair of soft, snow-white orbs bouncing with her movements, teasing the pink nipples between his fingers.
His large hands enveloped her breasts, squeezing and molding them as he thumbed her hardened peaks. The dual sensations of him moving deep inside her and his expert attention on her sensitive nipples created a feedback loop of ecstasy that was quickly pushing her towards her limit.
Tsubaki's stroking motions grew increasingly frantic. "Ah... dear Master... I... I'm going to... going to... fuck me! Please, I'm going to cum! Don't stop!"
Her words dissolved into a broken, keening wail as the pressure inside her coiled tighter and tighter. Her body began to tremble uncontrollably, her inner muscles clamping down around him in a rhythmic, milking motion.
Haruto quickly seized her buttocks, pulling them apart with such force that even her tightly closed rosebud parted slightly.
He could feel her climax approaching, a tidal wave about to break. His grip on her ass was possessive, almost brutal, as he held her open, ensuring he was buried as deeply as possible within her convulsing depths.
A woman's body loses all strength just before climax. Failing to support her at this moment could cause significant psychological harm.
He could feel the exact moment her muscles turned to liquid, the strength draining from her limbs as her world narrowed to nothing but the explosive release building at her core. He held her firmly, a solid anchor in her storm of sensation.
He lifted her hips until Tsubaki's body stiffened suddenly. With a loud cry, "I'm coming...!"
He lifted her hips, changing the angle just enough to press directly against her sweet spot, and that was all it took. Her back arched violently, her mouth falling open in a silent scream before her voice returned in a raw, shattered cry.
The trembling woman collapsed immediately after, falling heavily onto Haruto while gasping for breath.
She lay boneless against his chest, her body still quivering with the aftershocks of her powerful orgasm. Her breath came in hot, ragged pants against his neck, her skin slick with a fine sheen of sweat. She was utterly spent, a beautiful ruin of the composed girl she had been.
Though the cowgirl position was less physically demanding, it felt too tame for Haruto's stamina.
He was still rock-hard and throbbing inside her, his own need far from satisfied. Watching her come apart had only fueled his desire, and the feeling of her warm, pliant body draped over his was an invitation he couldn't refuse.
He flipped over, laying the still-quivering girl on the bed. Turning her slender body sideways, he straddled her left leg while lifting her right. With a thrust of his hips, his still-hard member plunged into her swollen valley, beginning vigorous strokes.
The new position allowed him to penetrate her even deeper. The room filled with the sound of his hips slapping against her tender flesh, a relentless, driving rhythm. She was so sensitive from her first climax that every thrust sent new, overwhelming shocks through her system.
"Ah... ah... ah..."
Tsubaki moaned weakly as Haruto embraced her right leg, his left hand reaching forward to knead her soft breasts. "Tsubaki-senpai, is Master making you feel good?"
Her moans were weak, helpless things, evidence of her overstimulated state. Yet, the pleasure was already building again, a new fire stoked by his relentless, powerful strokes. He demanded an answer, wanting to hear her admit her submission aloud.
"So good... ah... too good... even better than last time... ah..."
Her confession was broken by his thrusts, each one punching the air from her lungs. Her eyes rolled back, unable to form coherent thoughts beyond the feeling of him filling her, stretching her, claiming her completely.
Hearing his partner's words, Haruto thrust even more wildly. "Tsubaki-senpai, is Master's tool big? Is it thick?"
He drove into her with animalistic fervor, the bedframe creaking in protest. He needed her validation, needed to hear her debase herself with the truth of his dominance over her body.
"Thick... so thick... your cock is splitting me in half, good Master... ah... ah... ah... I'm coming again... coming again!"
Tsubaki cried out incoherently.
Her second climax crashed over her without warning, a searing, white-hot wave that made her entire body seize up. Her walls clamped down on him like a vice, pulsing and squeezing in a desperate, rhythmic plea for his release.
After several dozen powerful thrusts, Haruto buried himself deeply as Tsubaki reached her peak, pressing against her descending womb to release all his scorching essence inside.
With a guttural groan, he hammered into her one last time, hilting himself completely as he felt his own control snap. He held her hips tight against his, pumping jet after jet of his hot cum deep into her welcoming depths, marking her from the inside.
"Mmm... uhn..."
Though Tsubaki clenched her abdomen and valley tightly, some still trickled down her thighs.
As Haruto released her long, straight legs and prepared for another round, the girl lightly pressed her foot against his chest. "Our cultivation is complete. We'll continue after digesting this."
Tsubaki was different from the others—she genuinely sought to continuously improve her strength through dual cultivation, not merely for indulgence.
If it were purely about desire, she wouldn't have waited so many days before engaging with Haruto for the second time.
At the same time, this was her way of reminding herself not to lose herself in lust, to remain vigilant at all times.
Haruto kissed the girl's delicate nose before reluctantly releasing her from his embrace.
He knew that Tsubaki and the others weren't like typical eroge heroines. While they didn't reject intimacy, they also didn't become completely different people after tasting pleasure.
Haruto wasn't a true "blonde antagonist"—he didn't possess that strange ability to make girls addicted to such things after just one encounter.
The additional effect of dual cultivation was to make women lose interest in other men, not to make them addicted to the act itself.
Tsubaki's strength was a tier higher than Haruto's, so the gains from dual cultivation weren't particularly noticeable. However, she could actively absorb the essence in her lower abdomen, ensuring the overall improvement was still quite substantial.
While Tsubaki digested the essence, Haruto wasn't idle either. He opened his newly completed talent to examine it.
[Mirror Alice: Reflects 50% of damage taken in the form of an energy attack.]
After the talent was fully restored, its effect had more than doubled—meaning the incomplete version hadn't even reached half of its true potential.
Moreover, the description of the complete talent was much clearer.
Beyond Mirror Alice, dual cultivating with Tsubaki, who was stronger than him, had also enhanced Haruto's other abilities.
Though his magic power couldn't improve further due to being at full capacity without undergoing a qualitative change, his physical strength, reflexes, fine control of magic, and other aspects had all seen noticeable growth.
Haruto held Tsubaki's smooth, delicate body in his arms, and the two of them drifted off to sleep amidst the lingering effects of their cultivation…
The next morning, just past seven, Tsubaki was the first to wake. Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a glow on her exquisite face, making it hard to keep her eyes open.
She glanced at the large hands resting on her chest and thigh, then gently freed herself from Haruto's embrace.
Haruto rubbed his sleepy eyes. "Good morning, Tsubaki-senpai."
The vice president, with her breathtaking figure, stood barefoot on the floor and turned to look at him.
"Sorry, did I wake you? It's still early—you can sleep a little longer."
School in Japan started late, but Tsubaki was used to waking up this early due to her student council duties.
For regular students, arriving before 8:30 was fine.
"Tsubaki-senpai, since it's still early, how about we cultivate one more time?"
Haruto, with his little Haruto standing at attention, embraced her from behind, inhaling her faint fragrance as he pressed his restless hips against her.
Feeling the scorching heat of the dragon against her backside, as if being burned by fire, a flush spread across Tsubaki's face, and her valley grew slightly damp.
She wanted to agree—cultivating once more before school would be perfect, especially since she had nearly finished digesting last night's essence.
But remembering Haruto's stamina, she rationally refused.
"No."
She pushed him away and quickly headed for the bathroom, closing the door firmly behind her to prevent him from following.
Haruto shook his head helplessly and lay back down to catch a little more sleep.
After freshening up, Tsubaki dressed neatly and prepared a simple breakfast for two.
After quickly finishing her portion, she knocked on the bedroom door. "Haruto, breakfast is on the table. Remember to eat it when you wake up."
"Got it. Thanks, Tsubaki-senpai."
"I'll be heading out then."
"Mm, have a safe trip."
Tsubaki took a few steps toward the entrance but hesitated and turned back.
"Haruto..."
"Tsubaki-senpai, is there something else?"
"Master... I'm looking forward to our next training session."
Bang!
Before Haruto could respond, the front door slammed shut with a loud noise as the vice president fled with her face burning red.
Staring at the empty living room, Haruto was utterly baffled. Women... you could never truly understand them...
After a quick wash-up, Haruto ate the breakfast Tsubaki had prepared and leisurely made his way to Kuoh Academy.
Though it had taken three days, he'd finally completed a powerful talent enhancement.
Next up was Akeno. Whether it would work or not, he had to at least try.
And given how far things had gone last time, maybe if he pushed a little harder, Akeno would give in?
During lunch break, Haruto hastily ate a few bites before heading straight to the Occult Research Club.
"Koneko, Akeno-senpai, good afternoon."
Haruto glanced around and asked, "It's been almost two weeks now. Has the president still not returned?"
Akeno set down the documents she was holding and rubbed her temples. "She should be back soon. Actually, you came at the perfect time—take care of this request."
With Rias gone, all the work had fallen on her shoulders. Though nothing particularly important, it was endlessly tedious.
Yuuto Kiba was rarely around, Koneko was more likely to cause trouble than help, and Haruto was still a complete rookie. There was no one to share the burden.
Haruto's expression soured. Why was he always being roped into work no matter where he went? Were demons really this busy?
Unable to comprehend, he could only bow his head in reluctant agreement.
Taking the request form from Akeno, Haruto gulped as his eyes were drawn to her prominently displayed ample curves.
Those soft, perfectly rounded orbs were probably the largest among their peers...
He distinctly remembered reading somewhere that in the entire High School DxD anime, Akeno had the largest bust in Kuoh Academy.
But Haruto didn't dare make assumptions now. In this chaotic hidden world, there might suddenly appear some cow-like alien with breasts larger than basketballs.
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