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EP.157 Akane – The Room Where You Can’t Save Without Having Sex (2): Oaths and Bloomers 

The doppelganger in the mirror maze, feigning to save her but instead getting poisoned and playing the “victim in need of rescue” that plan, as well as the classic but effective back-and-forth, had all gone perfectly according to my design. At least, that was until I experienced the effects of Arachne’s “Full Moon Poison” myself. 

Damn, I did ask her to make me sensitive, but not to turn me into a quickshot who’d blow from a simple touch! That eccentric spider-woman’s obsession with research really is extreme. Now I understand why Morgana isn’t fond of her. Who knows, maybe she’d use a poison like this on the Boss himself. 

“Does… doing this really feel good for you?” 

Clueless about my current state, Akane’s bare foot slides over the shaft, “schlick, schlick” her face twisted in disgust as if stepping on something repulsive. 

Though her feet, hardened from sports, were tough, the skin between her toes and the arch that traced my shaft was surprisingly soft. 

“Ugh…! Akane, your foot feels… incredible!” 

If there’s an upside, it’s that my reactions need no acting. The contrast between the pressure of her rough sole and the delicate teasing by her toes around the tip is enough to nearly fry my brain. 

“D-don’t say my feet feel good, you perv!” 

Complimenting a part of herself not usually associated with arousal especially her foot, not her chest or butt seemed to finally make her realize just what it was she was doing. 

Her face twisted as she pressed down on me with her foot a bit too hard. 

Schlick! 

“Ahh?!” 

Suddenly, she unintentionally squeezed my already tense cock to its absolute limit. That pressure, combined with the poison’s hypersensitivity, was enough to pull the trigger. 

“Ugh! I’m… I’m cumming again !” 

“Wh-what? Already?!” 

In my panic, Akane tried to pull her foot away, but it was too late. 

SPURT ! 

Already at its limit, my member spasmed wildly, spraying hot semen like a geyser. 

Even after the first time, the poison’s effect meant the load was huge, turning her foot, shin, and already stained transformation suit milky white again. 

Splat! Splurt! 

“God…!” 

Disgusted by the fishy smell and the sticky feeling clinging to her leg, Akane shivered. 

“Ugh. That was way too fast…” 

‘Too fast,’ she muttered, not realizing that a line like that can wound a man’s pride deeply. 

Ding . 

While wallowing in that humiliating defeat, a familiar chime sounded on the other side of the glass Haruto’s right hand’s magical restraint shattered, sparkling into particles of light. 

Now both his hands were free. 

And yet  

“Whoa~ That’s a lot. If all of it went in… slurp.” 

“The way he’s going, he might just run dry first.” 

Instead of staying in character, they licked their lips at the lewd display; thankfully, Haruto himself seemed too distracted to notice their dirty comments. 

His free fists clenched white-knuckled in his lap. 

Can’t blame him his focus was likely glued to only one thing right now. 

From the glass, Akane’s expression was different than before. She looked at the semen-stained parts of her costume and leg as if bewitched, a faintly wanton air about her. 

Seems the side effects are kicking in. Must have been enough contact in the mirror maze for the mark to activate, even if it took longer due to her divine powers in transformation. 

“Akane?” 

She jolted at my voice, cheeks crimson, looking like a child caught at something naughty. 

“…You okay?” 

“Y-yeah! At first it was rough, but now… that’s two down. We’re short on time, so let’s hurry.” 

She babbled, pretending it was nothing before shooting the question back at me. 

“What about you you okay?” 

For someone who apparently couldn’t stand me, the concern was touching. 

Not that she’d realize her own kindness is just dragging herself deeper into the swamp. 

“Yeah, I can feel the poison fading. It’s easier to breathe now.” 

“That’s not what I meant.” 

“Huh?” 

Did I miss something? 

After a moment, she mumbled, “When a guy, you know, finishes… isn’t there this ‘post-nut clarity’ or whatever, and you’re totally wiped out? But here, that’s two already, isn’t that bad for you?” 

Oh, that. 

She’s already unselfconsciously using slang like that looks like the corruption’s working steadily. 

I managed a sly smile. “Don’t worry. It’s always been a strong point for me. Plus, the poison makes me, ah, extra energetic.” 

As if to prove it, my cock pulsed with lingering heat and vigor. 

She glared at that shameless display, face bright red. 

“Don’t answer with that! Ugh… we have to unlock the next lock now!” 

Determined to escape the embarrassment, she glanced at the console. 

Four locks remained both feet, heart, and groin. So far, she’d only had to use her hands and feet, humiliating as that was. 

But up until now it was only the warmup. 

Here comes the real challenge. 

[Left foot: Fellatio.] 

[Right foot: Paizuri.] 

[Groin: Sumata.] 

[Heart: Sex.] 

Now her previously steady fingers stalled over the screen full of lurid words. 

Even a tomboy like her, as a member of a sports club, couldn’t be ignorant of these. 

Her nervous glances shifted between the console and my still-hard cock. 

Especially the last one: Sex. 

That’s of a different magnitude, especially for a virgin. In front of her childhood friend, no less. 

She must have felt her resolve shatter with a physical jolt. 

“Akane!” 

Just then, Haruto’s desperate cry split the silence from beyond the glass. 

“Haruto?” 

She turned to see him, now with his mouth ungagged and hands free, staring at her. 

With bloodshot eyes, he pleaded, “Don’t do it, Akane! Ignore them just leave me and escape!” 

But Akane she only smiled, a pained, resolute smile. 

“What are you saying, Haruto?” 

“Akane?” 

“I came to save you I could never just abandon you.” 

“That’s right, Haruto-kun.” 

Hikari, suddenly by his side, gently draped a hand over his shoulder. 

“Akane finally made up her mind, so don’t shake her now. If she hesitates, Kai will die, and that means letting you die too. Is that what you want her to be?” 

At her words, Haruto’s will faltered. 

“You two come to your senses! Don’t let those monsters !” 

“Oh my.” 

“Pfft.” 

At his desperate shout, Hikari and Mizuki only laughed. 

“You think we’re brainwashed?” 

“We’re perfectly sane, Haruto-kun. More than ever before.” 

“That’s right! We’ve never been happier now that we’re with Onyx-nim!” 

When even Lumina joined in with her little rays of cheer, any hope in Haruto was squashed flat. 

Akane couldn’t bear to look at his devastated face. 

“Don’t worry, Haruto.” 

Her shaky, soft voice held a core of solid resolve. 

“I won’t let it happen to me. No matter what, I’ll never show that ugly side to you. So… just close your eyes. I’ll end this quickly.” 

With that final vow, she turned away. 

How moving. Childhood friend drama, after all. 

For the one taking her, there’s no finer feast. 

Looking determined, she brought her face toward my cock but froze on the brink. 

The monstrous presence looming so close had her paralyzed. 

Hmm, being passive is no fun. 

Time to move things along. 

“Akane.” 

“Wh-what…?” 

“I think… there’s a way to unlock two restraints at once.” 

“What? How?” 

Her eyes flared with hope. 

Enjoying her innocent reaction, I explained, “You can do fellatio and paizuri… simultaneously.” 

“At the same time?” 

Her hope turned to horror as she realized what I meant. 

“B-but what if the poison isn’t fully purged? There won’t be enough times, right?” 

“Saving Haruto comes first. If there’s any poison left, just finish the job by hand, later.” 

“…Oh.” 

She realized what I was suggesting. 

I nudged her, casting out her last rope. 

“And hey, maybe even though they said six, who knows, five rounds might be enough to clear it. You’ll have at least tried the loophole.” 

Of course it won’t work. But she clung to the idea. 

“Wow, clever thinking! Guys really do get creative under pressure," Hikari encouraged her. 

“Efficiency is important,” Mizuki added. “You can choose any method you like, Akane.” 

Even they seemed eager to nudge her on. 

Chased by the ticking timer and Haruto’s agonized face, Akane bit her lip and nodded. 

Hikari clapped her hands. 

“Well, why not change out of those sticky clothes first? Hardly appealing for what’s next, and all that armor will just get in the way.” 

Gnashing her teeth, Akane wordlessly deactivated her transformation. 

The sacred light scattered and she stood in her familiar tracksuit. 

Satisfied, Hikari gestured and a compartment opened silently in the wall, revealing lubricants and, almost as if prepared for this moment, a selection of embarrassing outfits. 

“…No way am I putting that on!” 

"Akane, you really don’t get men," Mizuki chided. "It’s not just what you do, but how you look. You want to save Haruto, right?" 

Grinding her teeth at Mizuki’s calculated taunt, Akane finally walked over and grudgingly took a “bloomer” set from the rack. 

She began clumsily untying her sweat-soaked top.