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🕑 Added 2025-09-27 22:09:01 +0000 UTCChapter 39: Disciplining a Man in the Reversed World (3)
Our first meeting was when I was training alone.
At the time, I was practicing what Helia and Martina had taught me, and she suddenly approached me, speaking harshly.
“Hey, you’re the one who messed up my little brother... Huh!?”
No, to be precise, she tried to say that but was suddenly at a loss for words.
As soon as she saw me, she gasped and froze, just staring at me for a while.
“...What brings you here?”
“Uh, um, well, that is...”
Senya fidgeted, unable to respond to my question.
Finding her reaction odd, I started to really take in her appearance.
Like Helia and Martina, she wore revealing armor that accentuated her curves.
With her body in all the right places, I found myself vaguely wanting to spend a night with her.
“Did you come to help me train?”
“Oh? Uh... well, that’s fine too.”
She readily accepted my suggestion, perhaps hoping for something.
So, with her help, I continued my training, and found I was able to train much more efficiently than alone.
“Yeah, having someone help really makes it easier to get the hang of things.”
“Y-yeah. I’m glad I could help.”
Even after helping me for a long time, Senya still spoke awkwardly.
And with her blushing face, I could tell she was feeling shy around me.
I didn’t know the details yet, but she was clearly conscious of me.
“Um, Senya. The real reason you came to see me wasn’t just to help with training, was it?”
Thinking this might be a chance to get closer, I decided to ask her.
“If you’d like, how about we have a drink and talk?”
“D-drink? Uh, well... I have some time, so a little is fine.”
Senya reluctantly agreed to my suggestion.
So we ended up drinking together, and during that time, I learned a lot about her.
That she was still a relatively inexperienced knight, but highly skilled and respected. And why she’d come to see me in the first place.
“So, the guy I beat up yesterday was your brother?”
“Yeah, he’s my little brother. I actually came to talk to you about that.”
That damn kid so he ran straight to someone strong to tattle after getting hit.
In my old world, that would be considered shameful for a man, but whatever the case, it meant I was in a pretty dangerous situation.
From training with her, I could tell she was on par with Helia or Martina in terms of skill.
If she’d held a grudge, I could’ve been crippled from our very first meeting.
“So why didn’t you punish me right away and instead helped me train?”
I asked why she’d shown me kindness.
She took a sip of her drink and replied in a trembling voice,
“Well, I just didn’t think it was knightly to use violence against a man... And you seemed really diligent with your training, so I thought maybe you weren’t such a bad person, maybe you had your reasons...”
Basically, at first she hesitated to use force, and after helping me train, her impression of me changed.
But that didn’t seem like the whole story.
I suspected the real reason was that she froze up the moment she saw me...
“...Mostly, I was just really nervous.”
When she said that, I asked her directly,
“Nervous?”
“Y-yeah. I’d never been alone with a guy like you before. My mind just went blank...”
She looked away shyly.
Anyone could see she was inexperienced, and I realized why she’d acted that way.
“Senya, have you never been with a man before?”
“W-what!?”
“It just seemed like you were really conscious of me.”
Maybe I was being conceited, but given my experiences so far, I was pretty sure my looks worked well on women in this world.
So it made sense that a woman like her would be overly conscious of me from the start.
That theory was reinforced every time I saw her blush around me.
“I-I couldn’t help it. I spent all my time training to get into the knights...”
She hung her head, embarrassed at being found out.
Her face was flushed even more from the alcohol and embarrassment.
“Besides, a woman who only knows training like me probably isn’t that popular with men.”
She was clearly lacking confidence as a woman.
As we kept drinking, I saw more of her negative feelings, which showed just how ascetic her life had been.
For someone like me, who felt desire for her at first sight, it was actually quite welcome.
“I like you, Senya.”
When I said that honestly, she stared at me wide-eyed.
“L-like me? What...”
“Well, you dropped your prejudices and helped me train. I was interested in you from the start...”
“Interested? You mean, you see me as a woman...”
She started to mumble, maybe hoping it was true.
I decided to put an end to her confusion.
“That’s right. I see you as a woman.”
She froze.
I closed the distance, gently took her face in my hands, and whispered,
“Can I kiss you?”
“K-kiss...”
“If you don’t want to, I’ll stop.”
She was stronger than me, so forcing it would only get me in trouble.
But if she really had fallen for me at first sight, and still felt that way, she’d accept.
“U-uh...”
As if to answer my hope, Senya squeezed her eyes shut.
I slowly closed the distance and kissed her.
I savored the feeling of her lips...
“Mmph, mmph...!”
Her body trembled as my tongue slipped into her mouth, but I didn’t stop, exploring her mouth with my tongue.
Sticky saliva, tense cheeks, and an obviously inexperienced tongue.
Her mouth was so obviously untouched that the thrill of corrupting her purity made me even more excited.
“Pwah...!”
When we finally broke the kiss, Senya looked at me with dazed eyes.
I quietly asked her,
“How was it?”
How did it feel to accept a man for the first time?
“I-I don’t know.”
She looked away shyly, clutching her chest as if to calm her pounding heart.
She was the very picture of an innocent virgin, easily swept along by the mood.
“If you don’t know, maybe we should find out more.”
Seizing the opportunity, I put my arm around her waist and led her away.
“Shall we continue this conversation in bed?”
“...”
She nodded silently.
Smiling with satisfaction, I led her straight to the bedroom.
And then...
“Mmph, mmph...”
Wet sounds echoed.
Senya, naked and kneeling, was sucking my cock.
“You’re getting good at it. You were so clumsy at first.”
“Mmph, mmph...♥”
Even when I patted her head in praise, she didn’t protest.
She just kept focusing on sucking me. Her mouth was now wet and skilled her earlier awkwardness as a virgin was long gone.
Sure, it happened in a drunken haze, but experience is experience.
Once you’ve done it, the barrier is easy to cross again.
After sucking me skillfully, Senya wrapped her big breasts around my cock.
“L-like this, right?”
“Yeah, that’s good. Keep going.”
She rubbed my cock with her breasts, but still sounded uncertain as she asked,
“Do men like this sort of thing?”
“Of course. Men go crazy for women’s breasts.”
“I see... So even these stupidly big boobs are good for something...”
She smiled faintly, as if she’d learned something new.
Feeling playful, I teased her,
“Have you ever done this for your little brother?”
“W-what!? Of course not! I’d never do this for my brother...”
She bristled at the mention of her brother.
Clearly, her brother was a sensitive subject, but even so, she didn’t turn her irritation toward me.
“Seiji’s just family. I could never do this with him.”
“Yeah, I guess it’d be weird to see family as anything but family.”
“Exactly. You’re the only one I’ve ever done this for...”
She trembled with embarrassment.
I asked, a little uncertain,
“By the way, are you really okay with this? Being with me like this?”
After all, I was the guy who’d beaten up her precious brother.
Even if she had a crush on me, her brother would be furious if he found out.
“...If you think about it, Seiji was the one in the wrong.”
But Senya didn’t blame me. Instead, she comforted me, her voice tinged with regret.
“I spoiled my only brother too much. After asking around, I heard he’s been making all sorts of girls in the order do his work... I should probably give him a talking-to someday.”
“Haha, I guess I did him a favor in a way.”
“No, it was something that needed to happen. In that sense, I’m a bit grateful to you.”
Not resentment, but gratitude.
As long as she didn’t resent me, I figured it was fine to keep this going.
“Oh, it’s coming. Open your mouth, I’m going to cum.”
“Uh, okay. Like this?”
Spurt, spurt.
Senya took my load in her open mouth.
She couldn’t swallow it all, and her face was left a mess hard to believe she’d been a virgin just yesterday.
“So this is what Aid’s cum tastes like...”
She commented on the taste of my cum, still acting like an amateur.
That got me excited all over again, so I pulled her onto the bed and said,
“That’s enough warm-up. Shall we get started?”
“Y-yeah...”
She lay down, hands on her chest, staring at my cock.
She’d taken it just yesterday, but seemed both scared and excited, as if she didn’t remember much from being drunk.
“I didn’t notice yesterday, but... it’s way bigger than my brother’s.”
“Haha, really?”
That damn little punk not only was he petty, but he was small, too.
But the thought of her comparing me to her brother made me feel a strange thrill.
Her brother, who’d picked a fight with me, now had to watch as his proud sister, naked, took my cock.
Creak.
Just then, I heard the faint sound of a door hinge.
I paused and looked toward the door, noticing it was slightly ajar.
Through the crack, I saw a hint of light green hair the same color as Senya’s...
“Aid, what’s wrong?”
Maybe she didn’t notice in her nervousness before sex.
I glanced at Senya, then looked away from the door and grinned.
“It’s nothing.”
Right now, there was an audience watching.
If anything, that made it even more exciting. I aimed my now rock-hard cock at Senya and readied my hips.
To show the guy who hated me that I was taking both the body and heart of his beloved family.
“Okay, I’m coming in.”
“Yeah, come...”
Thrust!
Once again, my cock penetrated Senya’s most intimate place.
