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EP.144 Mizuki – Special Apology Broadcast (1) 

Special Apology Broadcast. 

Looking at the crude text on the screen and the chat window running wild beside it, Mizuki involuntarily frowned. 

‘What the hell happened…’ 

Her memory was clear. 

She’d defeated the monster that appeared in the city and had even been reunited with Hikari, who’d been captured by the enemy. 

Right. 

The fact her memory was so precise made it all the more problematic. 

“Why… Hikari…” 

The motive of her comrade, who’d tricked her and knocked her out. 

But now wasn’t the time to question all that. 

The most important thing was to get out of this repulsive place as soon as possible. 

Creak, creak  

“Ugh.” 

Mizuki twisted in her chair, trying to break the handcuffs binding her, but she couldn’t muster any holy power. 

Every time she tried to use her strength, a strange sensation pulled it away somewhere else, entirely out of her control. 

“Is it these cuffs?” 

Creak  

Just then, the studio door opened and a voluptuous woman entered, clutching a cue sheet. 

“Well, the star of today’s show is finally awake.” 

“Morgana…!” 

Mizuki responded to her nemesis’s name with all the sharpness of her caution. 

“Only two days since we last met? Weren’t you so confident last time? Now look at you.” 

Morgana’s eyes leisurely swept up and down Mizuki’s near-naked, underwear-clad body. 

Shame welled up under that brazen stare. 

“Where is this? Where’s Topaz?” 

“Such a barrage of questions right from the start, Sapphire-chan. I understand you must be confused, but maybe calm yourself a little?” 

Morgana covered her lips with the cue sheet, smiling leisurely. 

“Topaz-chan is fine. At least, compared to you? You’ll talk with her soon enough, but right now, you really ought to worry about yourself.” 

“Tch.” 

Looking down at Mizuki, whose lips were twisted in frustrated anger, Morgana let her gaze drift to one corner of the screen where the chat room blazed. 

[Is Morgana the MC today?] 

[Morgana, I missed you!] 

Huff huff Morgana… that haughty look, I can’t take it… 

Seeing the feverish response from the viewers, Morgana responded as if delighted: 

“Usually, Thanatos runs this sort of thing, but today I decided to host for a change. The viewers seem to like me better, after all.” 

[Ooh!] 

[She knows what’s up.] 

[Kingnatos!] 

Watching the praise for Thanatos pile up, Morgana raised her eyebrow curiously. 

“Hehe. I’m happy to be welcomed, but don’t forget, I’m just the MC. Today’s true stars are her ‘and her’.” 

With a flourish, she smoothly directed things back to Mizuki. 

“So tell me, just what do you people think you’re doing?” 

“Thought we’d try an interesting show,” Morgana pointed at the churning chat window. 

“You know? There are plenty out there who not only want to see heroes of light win, but want to see them lose humiliatingly, too.” 

That chat was already overflowing with sexual harassment and taunts toward Mizuki’s underwear-clad form. 

“Those are the perverts furiously tapping on their keyboards over there.” 

She spread her arms wide, like a stage actress. 

“There’s no better spectacle for our comeback than showing the Saviors at their most disgraceful in front of them, is there?” 

Slowly approaching, Morgana whispered in Mizuki’s ear. 

Her voice was full of sly, serpentine delight. 

“That cold, arrogant face of yours melting into despair and pleasure… nothing could be a greater show than streaming that to ten thousand live viewers.” 

“…Keep dreaming. That’s never going to happen.” 

“Oh, is that so? I wonder?” 

With a meaningful smile, Morgana stepped back and lightly clapped her hands. 

“Well, enough chit-chat. Our viewers must be getting bored.” 

Instantly, every light in the studio flared on and the cameras’ red recording lights lit up. 

As Mizuki’s face filled the giant main screen, Morgana’s voice echoed out like a bell. 

“Now, let’s begin! The fallen hero, Magical Sapphire’s tearful Special Apology Broadcast! First up, the viewer Q&A corner! But before that, shall we bring out today’s other guest?” 

At Morgana’s command, the screen split in two. 

On the left, her own face frozen with shock and anger. On the right… Hikari, also confined to a chair in her underwear. 

“Hikari!” 

On the screen, Hikari ducked her head apologetically, looking terrified in Mizuki’s direction. 

“Today’s broadcast has a theme: a special apology from two fallen heroes. Whose apology will move the viewers the most?” 

She gestured first to the right side of the screen. 

There, Hikari bit her lip nervously, looking on the verge of tears. 

“Here’s our first! The super perverted saint, unable to even be embarrassed after climaxing in front of the citizens when attacked by a monster!” 

Then all of Morgana’s attention and every camera in the studio turned to Mizuki. 

“And over here! The ungrateful trash who only calls her innocent, supportive fans ‘pigs!’” 

[Lolol trash vs pervert] 

[This is unmissable] 

[How is that… a hero?] 

The chat, waiting for this, exploded in a frenzy. 

Feeding off their excitement, Morgana grinned. 

“Wow, what a close match we have on our hands! Don’t you agree, everyone?” 

Despite Morgana’s mockery and the chat’s barrage, Mizuki fixed her gaze only on the image of Hikari. 

“Now, I’ll explain the rules so listen close, because I’ll say it only once. If you miss it, you’ll regret it later, got it?” 

Morgana pointed at the screen, where a sample was displayed. 

“Over the course of the broadcast, there will be three events. Each event has a target donation amount you’ll see there.” 

As she spoke, the screen showed graphs of donation goals and ominous silhouttes of punishments if those goals weren’t met. 

“Succeed at all of them… and perhaps you might get released unharmed?” 

With a voice as sweet as honey but promising cruelty, she concluded: 

“If you fail, then very painful, very frightening punishments await. So do your best use your body and soul to win the audience’s hearts.” 

Finishing her explanation, Morgana adjusted the headset mic on her head. 

“All right, rehearsal’s over. Topaz-chan~ can you hear me?” 

[Y-yes, I can…] 

Hikari’s trembling voice coming from the speakers made Mizuki’s shoulders tremble. 

“Did you understand what I explained?” 

[Yes…] 

“We’ll begin the main broadcast soon, but first, there’s someone you should apologize to, isn’t there, Topaz-chan?” 

As she spoke, both Hikari and Mizuki’s faces filled the screen in a close-up. 

“In some ways, Sapphire-chan’s situation is Topaz-chan’s responsibility too. How about looking into the camera and saying a word?” 

Prompted, Hikari raised her eyes to Mizuki. 

Her golden eyes, trembling as if bursting into tears, looked pitiful. 

[Mizuki-san… I’m sorry. I didn’t want things to turn out like this, either…!] 

“I know.” 

Mizuki replied curtly. 

She wasn’t so foolish as to mistake who truly deserved her resentment here. 

“The fault is with the ones who set this up not you.” 

[Mizuki-san…] 

“So hold on. If you do, you’ll find a way out.” 

[…Yes. I will.] 

“Oh, what touching camaraderie. I feel like our audience is practically yawning already,” Morgana drawled theatrically. 

“Both of you succeeding at your missions would be nice, but do you think it’ll be that easy? Especially for Topaz-chan?” 

She turned to Hikari with a sly tone. 

“Especially you, Topaz? Sapphire-chan’s used to being on camera, but you’re a beginner. Let your guard down and she’ll pass you in no time.” 

[Ugh.] 

Egged on, Hikari bit her lip in anxiety. 

And only Mizuki failed to notice the blush rising in her cheeks. 

“Just remember for now, you’re not comrades, but rivals.” 

Like I’d actually dance to your tune, Mizuki promised silently, her eyes cold. 

One way or another, she had to find a way to escape. 

“All right, before the audience starts complaining, let’s get down to business.” 

Dun dun~! 

As Morgana announced, the screen switched to a flashy graphic showing their first donation target. 

[Target: 100,000 DC.] 

“For those who aren’t familiar the DC is this platform’s in-house currency. 100,000 DC is about a million yen.” 

Having her worth converted so cheaply into money stirred up a deep humiliation, but Mizuki forced her face not to show it. 

If she broke here, she’d be playing right into their hands. 

“The first mission is… a Q&A session to get a little closer to the audience! Let’s have our first question. Show it!” 

[Q1. Be honest and tell us your three sizes!] 

Mizuki’s brow furrowed at the crude, horny question so early on. 

“Wow, they don’t even try to hide their lust. Nasty but I guess that’s the fun of streams, right?” 

With a wink, Morgana pressed a switch; the locks on the girls’ seats clicked open. 

But the cuffs that absorbed their power remained, so they couldn’t put up any resistance. 

“This is just a little service for the viewers, so they can get a better show! All right, Topaz-chan, your answer?” 

Morgana pointed, and after a brief, shy hesitation, Hikari spoke up: 

[Uh, um… bust, 110… waist, 58… hips, 89… I… I used to be H-cup but after being trained I’m a K-cup now….] 

Her shrinking, small-voiced answer made the chat go wild. 

[Ooooh.] 

[Wow, a holy power pocket.] 

[I thought she was always that huge, but it’s from being “broken in.”] 

[K-cup? Holy shit, that’s just violence.] 

[She’s supposed to be a saint, but she’s just a whore.] 

[Bad, b-bad… ugh.] 

“Fufufu, that was very honest. All right, next, Sapphire-chan?” 

“…I have no obligation to answer such trashy questions.” 

She tried her best to respond coolly with pride, but it only backfired. 

[What’s that attitude?] 

[She still thinks she’s some bigshot, lol.] 

[MC! Give that uppity bitch a penalty!] 

“Oh dear, Sapphire-chan, you can’t act so arrogant in front of our viewers… I don’t want to do this, but with so many requests, I have no choice. Press~♥” 

“Nh?!” 

The moment Morgana pressed the button, a mild current surged from the chair through Mizuki’s whole body. 

Then, a small wheel rose up from below and vibrated against her underwear, stimulating her crotch. 

The unexpected sensation made Mizuki’s hips jerk and arch before she could stop herself. 

“Haa-ahng♥” 

“Heheh. Such a disgraceful sound… By the way, this means our viewers can penalize you whenever they dislike your attitude.” 

“Haagh, hngh…♥” 

[M-Mizuki!] 

“Fufufu. If you’re this exhausted already, you’ll never last this is just the start. Oh, for reference, I’m a J-cup. And unlike that whore over there, these are all natural, you know?” 

Morgana cupped her voluptuous breasts in her hands, winking at the viewers. 

The chat fired up instantly, and some started sending her direct donations. 

“Oh? I’m not actually included in this event, but… it’s rude to refuse someone’s generosity, isn’t it? Thank you~♥” 

Calling out contributor’s names one by one and blowing them kisses, Morgana turned all attention towards herself. 

The two main victims were forgotten for now as donations rained down on the host instead. 

Seeing this, Hikari’s confidence wavered; a note of anxiety crept into her expression. 

[I um! They aren’t natural anymore, but… I can make milk now!] 

The desperate confession stunned the chat into another explosion. 

[No way, real milk???] 

[If that’s true, she’s just livestock lol.] 

[Prove it! If you do, I’ll tip 50k dark coins!] 

Morgana’s eyes glinted at the promise of almost half the goal in a single shot. 

“Oh my, what a fiery request! Topaz-chan, you have to deliver fanservice, you know?” 

With a finger snap, a mechanical arm descended and attached a clear milker to Hikari’s breasts. 

[Ah?! W-wait, I’m not ready !] 

Whirr  

As the machine began to gently suck her nipples, a moan burst from Hikari’s lips. 

[Ahhng♥ Hngh…! It it’s coming… it’s white…!] 

As the white liquid was drawn up through the clear tube, the chat went absolutely wild, donation alerts flooding the screen. 

Within moments, the goal graph glowed red. 

“H-Hikari…” 

“Fufufu. Topaz-chan is already near the target, but are you just going to sit there, Sapphire? Maybe it’s all too much for a virgin?” 

Morgana’s mocking voice burrowed in Mizuki’s ears. Humiliated, her face contorted in rage. 

She now realized, painfully, that resistance on this stage was meaningless. 

“Khh…” 

She now realized, painfully, that resistance on this stage was meaningless. 

“…Bust 75, B cup, waist 51, hips 70.” 

She rattled off her stats like a death sentence. 

Instantly, the chat spewed its brutal verdicts: 

[B-cup? lol, flat as a board.] 

[After that K-cup, she’s just a kid.] 

[How did she ever do hero work with a body like that? Brave.] 

[Anyone who doesn’t appreciate a slender type is an idiot. I’m rooting for Sapphire!] 

Praise that was far from flattering really, more insults. 

Even so, a few in the chat began sending Mizuki small donations. 

Morgana, who had been watching, couldn’t hold back her laughter. 

“Pffhaa…! Hahaha! Don’t get too down, Sapphire-chan. Looks like there are some people who love that kind of thing… pff!…” 

She wanted to kill that woman and every pervert in the chat, but all Mizuki could do was bite her lip until it bled. 

“Haa… it’s been a while since I laughed like this. The flow’s great right from the first question!” 

“But Sapphire-chan, you’ll need to work a little harder. Let’s get the next question, shall we?” 

At Morgana’s signal, the next question popped up on screen. 

[Q2. Are both of you virgins? If not, who was your first?] 

Their humiliation show was just beginning.