Chapter 8: The Result of Saving the Sub-Heroine (Her Highness the Princess)—Yet Another Unintended Outcome
The cover of 【The Vengeful Masked Demon and The Nobel Slaves】 featured three beautiful girls.
Elise Lucifor occupied the center, and to her left was the girl currently being attacked: Clarice Ringveid.
“—!”
In the darkness, Clarice let out a pained groan as she performed a side-flip. Her beautiful pink hair fluttered in the air.
A moment later, a section of that hair vanished without a trace, and a laceration opened up on her cheek. It was undoubtedly an attack from her enemy, but the details remained unclear.
However, the cause wasn’t simply the dark of night. The enemy’s attacks were completely invisible. Even the form of the assailant was impossible to see with the naked eye.
And yet.
“Fireball.”
Thanks to my unique ability, 《Adaptation》, I could clearly perceive the opponent’s form. I fired off a shot... and let it miss, exactly as planned.
In the original game, the protagonist was supposed to land a direct hit and secretly capture the assailant, leading to a "harrowing interrogation" later on. But after considering the future, I intentionally missed.
“Withdraw and I’ll let you go. Otherwise, you die here.”
I let out a surge of killing intent. The assailant made a clicking sound in their throat and vanished into the heart of the night.
Good. That should prevent any further unnecessary interference. But the new problem was...
“Are you... perhaps... Alvart Zesphiria...?”
Now I had to deal with Clarice. She looked strangely moved as she gave a graceful bow.
“First, allow me to offer my thanks. Thanks to you, I have safely moved past this crisis. You have my sincere gratitude.”
A radiant smile bloomed on her lovely face. Anyone who saw it, man or woman alike, would surely be captivated. Even I felt a little flustered.
But... she was also someone I absolutely could not get involved with.
That said, I couldn't just walk away. If she were just a regular girl, maybe, but Clarice was on a completely different level from the other students.
So, first, I knelt before her.
“...Your words are too kind, Your Highness.”
That’s right. Clarice Ringveid was the Third Princess of this kingdom. Not only that, she was second in line for the throne—a truly exalted existence.
But she didn't use her status to look down on others.
“Please, raise your head. This isn't a public setting, and besides, aren't we comrades who will spend our time together in the same halls of learning? There is no hierarchy here.”
...Her words weren't just for show. Clarice Ringveid was a person of character, almost like a saint. That was precisely why the original Alvart was attracted to her.
In a bad way, of course.
“Come, take my hand. And... let me see your face clearly?”
I took Clarice’s hand as instructed and stood up. Her beautiful face was right there. If she moved even a few centimeters closer, our lips would touch.
Keeping that distance, Clarice narrowed her eyes.
“You’re using magic to hinder perception. So your true face is... a 《Monster Possession》, then?”
“...It is an unsightly appearance, so I thought to keep it hidden. However, it is also true that I have been deceiving your eyes, Your Highness. If that displeases you, I offer my apologies.”
“N-No. It’s not that... I was just thinking that you really are the person the rumors say you are.”
“Rumors?”
“Yes. That you are the reincarnation of the Night King.”
What the hell? First I’ve heard of it.
But my confusion was immediately blown away by what she did next.
“Nnh...”
Clarice took a step forward and pressed the largest breasts in the game against my chest.
I could feel the shape of Clarice’s breasts shifting as they squished against me. Between that incredible softness and her body heat... I’m ashamed to admit I couldn't suppress my body’s reaction.
“...♥ As expected of the Night King...♥ This is far... far more than I ever imagined...♥”
She spoke in a voice that was borderline erotic, then let her fingers trail down toward my growing erection.
“S-Since this is my responsibility for being like this...”
While keeping her massive, top-tier breasts pressed against me, she began to rhythmically stroke my "important part."
“I may be inexperienced... but please, let me serve you...♥”
Originally, Clarice was a character who was the "purity of purities." The only reason she was acting like a total slut right now had to be the 100% influence of the Correction Force. After all, such behavior was impossible for her character in the original scenario.
“N-fufu...♥ With my fingers... more...♥”
She let out sweet breaths as she vigorously worked her hand up and down my member. In her current state, she could only be described as the incarnation of lust.
And, well, sure. If there were no penalties, it was a pretty attractive situation—attractive enough to make me want to lay a hand on her.
But. Since I knew doing so would lead straight to a Bad End... I only had one choice.
“Lady Clarice. Please, enough of this jesting.”
Suppressing my boiling lust, I pulled Clarice away from me.
“I don't know what’s come over you... but isn't this behavior quite unlike you?”
The moment I said it, her eyes widened and she looked startled.
“M-My apologies. How shameful of me to show you such an unseemly side. ...I just never thought I would actually meet the real Night King in person. I suppose I got a little carried away.”
Hmm. She really is completely different from the original. The original Clarice didn't have even a shred of affection for Alvart.
In this world, however, the Correction Force had likely boosted her affection to the moon. Clarice kept staring at my "deformed" state, but her expression soon turned serious.
“To change the subject... that assailant from before. You could have captured them, couldn't you?”
“You’re right, Your Highness. However, I chose to let them go tonight.”
“May I ask why?”
“I decided it would be more prudent to let them run for now.”
Of course, the real reason was totally different. If I captured them like in the game, I’d be forced into building a relationship with her.
“...Even if it means more victims? Is that what you’re saying?”
Wait, victims? What does that mean?
To be honest, it was a little scary. Clarice was giving me a serious glare. If I let this continue, her affection might plummet and lead to something even worse. I didn't really get it, but I’d better throw out some cool-sounding line.
“My presence here. That in itself is the only answer you need.”
Since I kept it extremely vague, I wasn't technically committing to anything. But it sounded meaningful and cool, so it could be interpreted any which way.
Clarice’s eyes went wide at my words.
“...You’re right. Please, forget what I just said. It was foolish of me... and showed a lack of faith.”
Apparently, she was satisfied.
“Then, Your Highness, I shall take my leave. ...I can escort you to your room, if you wish.”
“No. I cannot take up any more of your time.”
Alright, alright. This should be the last time I have anything to do with Clarice.
As for what she meant by "new victims"... I was curious, but I had zero intention of getting involved. All that was left was to head back to the room with Lumiere—who had appeared beside me at some point—and go to sleep.
“Hey, Dear Onii-sama.”
“Yes, Lumiere?”
On the way back to the room, my sister asked me something.
“Did it feel good? Lady Clarice’s tits?”
I gave a wry smile at her somewhat sulky tone.
“Don’t worry, Lumiere. There’s no way I’d ever be swayed by her.”
“...Are you sure?”
“I’m sure. And as for breasts... yours are definitely better.”
“...! T-That’s right! Your thing down there is a huge fan of Lumi’s tits, after all!”
Well, she wasn't wrong. Back at the manor, she’d rubbed them against me more than once or twice. ...Though she usually did it until I passed out, so it was more like torture.
“Anyway. I won't betray your feelings, Lumiere. So...”
“Yes, Dear Onii-sama. Lumi won't break your rules, either.”
Good, good. This should prevent a "Jealous Lumiere Attacks Him in His Sleep" scenario.
“B-But... please at least let me sleep in the same bed...?”
If I wanted to eliminate all risk, I should have said no... but if I rejected all of Lumiere’s wishes and caused her too much stress, it could lead to the mysterious power awakening and a Bad End.
“If it’s just sleeping together, it’s fine.”
“~~~~♥ Thank you, Dear Onii-sama♥”
My sister is too cute for my own good. Now that her personality had changed along with her looks, she was a true gem. I could just barely manage to keep my hands off her.
The remaining problems were Elise, Cecil, and Clarice... but I could probably just dodge the first two. As for the latter, as long as I kept my distance, it should be fine.
Pwahahaha! You see that, Correction Force? You’ve got no way to win now. Unless there’s some major betrayal, I’m not just safe from losing—I won’t even be in a pinch.
Feeling a wave of relief, I finally reached the room.
“Goodnight, Dear Onii-sama♥”
“Yeah, goodnight, Lumiere.”
Shortly after we crawled into bed and hugged each other, I started to feel a bit of regret.
“............(Gulp.)”
Since we were embracing, Lumiere’s ample breasts were naturally pressed against my chest... squish~♥ ...and deforming. Add to that the softness unique to a woman’s body, her sweet scent, and various other factors.
“............(Gulp.)”
I felt like doing something reckless, but obviously, I didn't. I closed my eyes and started counting sheep. I think I hit ten thousand before I finally fell asleep—
“Aaaahhhhhhhnnn♥”
—I had no way of knowing what happened after I fell asleep.
The sound of birds chirping was drowned out by Lumiere’s ecstatic moans. Right after that, a familiar sound echoed in the room.
It was... a sound I remembered from a nature documentary I’d seen on TV in my past life. The sound of a whale spouting water in the middle of the ocean.
Just as a bad feeling washed over me, my brain, woken up by the moans, started receiving multiple signals.
A heavy weight and flexibility covering my whole body. An incredible softness in the palms of my hands. And... an intense pleasure coming from my delicate zone.
This is bad (confirmed).
In an instant, I snapped my eyes open and surveyed the situation... realizing the full extent of my own stupidity.
“Unless there’s some major betrayal, there’s no way we’ll end up in an R-18 scenario.” Because I’d let my guard down like that, Lumiere was currently straddling me with her back turned.
And I was currently kneading her breasts with everything I had.
And my battle-ready member was being jerked off by my sister’s incredibly thick thighs.
“Y-You...! How could you betray me like this, Lumiere...!”
What should I do with this brat? Just as I was about to explode with anger...
“T-That’s not it♥ D-Dear Onii-sama, you suddenly started♥ rubbing Lumi’s tits♥”
According to my sister, this whole situation was my fault. She claimed that in the middle of the night, I had suddenly started groping her breasts.
“Y-You did it to Lumi’s body, over and over...♥”
Yeah, she was probably right. There were traces of it all over both of us.
...Even though I have no memory of it!
“I-It was incredible...♥ The way you used your fingers...♥”
I don't know! I don't know anything about that! Since I didn't do it consciously, it doesn't count! It’s a total mulligan!
“N-Next... it’s Dear Onii-sama’s turn to feel good, right...?♥”
Stop it! Don’t move your thighs! Are you trying to kill your beloved Onii-sama, you shitty brat!?
“Ngh-!”
I bit my own lip hard, using the pain to claw back my sanity. Then, I pulled my about-to-fire member out from between Lumiere’s thighs.
“A major betrayal. So the betrayal... was me all along.”
My mind was mine, but my body belonged to Alvart, the protagonist of a "corruption-themed" eroge. That had to be it. When I was unconscious, like when I was sleeping, my body would run wild.
In short, the moment I lost consciousness, I became a "dark eroge protagonist."
“This is a grave situation... but I have a countermeasure.”
I really, truly didn't want to do this. But I had no choice. I would try to resolve the situation by using my second unique ability on my own body.
Obviously, the simplest solution would have been to ban Lumiere from the bed forever.
“Ehehehe~♥ Dear Onii-sama~♥ I love you so much~♥”
But if I completely suppressed a brat who had just tasted the pleasures of the flesh, the resulting stress could trigger a Bad End. So, the one who had to suffer the stress wasn't my sister—it was me.
“...I suppose we’ll see the results tonight.”
Would my second ability be enough to suppress "Alvart Zesphiria" or not? Depending on the outcome... I might be headed for a Bad End in the near future.
“It’s only the second day of school... how did it come to this...?”
Lamenting wouldn't turn back time, nor would it stop it. After a deep sigh, I used magic to clean myself and Lumiere, then got ready for the morning and headed to the academy.
Now then. I was already exhausted from the break of dawn, but it didn't look like the Correction Force had any intention of going easy on me.
“It’s another fine morning! Alvart!”
A familiar voice called out from behind... and a moment later, I felt a soft sensation on my left arm.
It was Elise’s breasts.
Elise had intertwined her arm with mine, pressing her lush chest against me.
“...Miss Elise. This is a bit much.”
“Hahahaha! Are you blushing, Alvart!? You really are a charming fellow!”
The surrounding students were in an uproar over the exchange, but I tried to block them out.
“Mumumu...!”
As if fueled by a sense of rivalry toward Elise, Lumiere grabbed my other arm. Naturally, her twin mounds were also pressed against me... I was effectively in a "busty sandwich."
“Haha. A flower in each hand, eh, Alvart? I’m quite envious.”
Cecil gave thier usual smile and spoke. As always, I couldn't read his—or her—thoughts or emotions at all. Just as I was beginning to feel a sense of weariness toward...
“Good morning, Lord Alvart.”
The voice that came out of nowhere was unmistakably that of Clarice Ringveid.
“The Princess!?”
Elise pulled away from me and immediately knelt before her. Following her lead, all the students, including us, prostrated ourselves before Clarice.
“Please, everyone, be at ease.”
Her smile was as radiant as the sun. After Clarice beamed at everyone around her, she turned her eyes toward me. Her gaze was just as intense as it had been last night.
But... was it just my imagination? The nature of it felt significantly different from last night.
“Lord Alvart.”
“Yes. Do you have some business with me?”
She gave a small nod.
“Regarding the matter from last night, I wish to offer my thanks once more... while also requesting your aid once again.”
Clarice—the Third Princess, and the Student Council President of this prestigious academy—spoke my misfortune aloud for everyone to hear.
“Would you join my Student Council and help me purge the darkness from this academy?”
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