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Tralock pressed Mochizuki Oboro down onto the sofa and lifted his chin: "But as my priest, I certainly have the right to demand that you offer sacrifices."
Close at hand.
The scorching breath, the fair skin, and the soft touch that gnaws at your very bones—if you let your guard down even slightly, you'll be swept away by your primal instincts.
"Don't worry. I will respect your opinion in my own way."
Tralock's index finger slid down, stroking Mochizuki Oboro's Adam's apple, then touching her collarbone: "Today, all I ask for is a sacrifice. As for whether we get to base or not, I don't care."
Mochizuki Oboro gripped Tralock's wrist: "Trying to have something happen on our first official meeting... isn't that a bit too hasty?"
"Take your time? Wait for others to enjoy it first? Not making a decisive move will only lead to missed opportunities."
Traloc's lips curled into a smile: "You've got one thing wrong. Our relationship is that of a serving priest and a served god. Do you have any more questions, my priest?"
Servant transformation is a troublesome thing, especially for Servants with divine qualities.
Tralock sat directly on Mochizuki Oboro's lap. This served two purposes: firstly, to restrict her movement, and secondly, to use the heat from their contact to erode her sanity.
"If you still have objections, I can give you a new reason to convince you."
“I’m really looking forward to hearing about it.”
"Appearance includes not only facial features, but also the body and skin. How can you say you fully understand something if you don't witness the world beneath the surface?"
Tralock slowly lifted the hem of her skirt, from her ankles, calves, knees, and thighs, until she stopped abruptly at her absolute territory.
Then, Tralock placed the cloth in Mochizuki Oboro's hands: "Lift it up, tear it, untie it, put it down, the choice is yours."
"What you said makes sense."
"So I'm also searching for beauty with you, right?"
"However, my pursuit of physical beauty has not reached the point where I would abandon my principles; in other words—"
Tralock gave Mochizuki Oboro no time to react and launched a surprise attack.
Her eyes clearly reflected the astonished look in Mochizuki's eyes.
Faced with tactics that disregard the rules, Mochizuki Oboro was completely unprepared and could only let Tralock make his moves.
A few seconds later, Tralock terminated the connection, touched his lips, and looked at him with a mocking expression.
"You can talk a good game, but you can actually take someone down in no time. Don't feel like you're at a disadvantage; this is my first time too."
"...A miscalculation." Even Mochizuki Oboro, whose thinking was far removed from that of a normal person, couldn't help but feel deeply surprised: "I've never met a woman like you before. It seems I must—"
The second surprise attack.
Tralock used the power advantage of his Servants to directly break through the defenses, catching Mochizuki Oboro off guard.
Realizing what was happening, Mochizuki Oboro tried to defend herself, but her struggle seemed rather ridiculous in the face of the Servant's overwhelming power.
Ten seconds later, Tralock ended the raid.
"Excuse me, what were you mumbling about just now?"
The moon hangs in the sky, silent.
Tralock wiped the glistening thread from his lips: "Rest assured, I will respect your opinion. The formal union can be delayed, but the tribute must be paid now."
Are the allure of the roots and the dazzling array of flowers truly positive skills? Mochizuki Oboro couldn't help but ponder this.
"You can choose the method and location yourself. I'm very accommodating, aren't I?"
Tralock, already in the zone, asked, "Choose either the sofa or the bed. Also, choose between using your mouth or your hands. Forget about other body parts; they're inconvenient for collecting offerings."
"I'm not going to run away. Can't we wait until we know each other better before doing this?" Mochizuki Oboro was making one last attempt.
Clearly, Tralock wouldn't listen: "No way. Who knows if someone else will sneak in and grab it? Being the first to enjoy it is completely different from being the last to start eating."
Persuasion failed.
“I know this sounds like a joke, but get off me or I’m going to take control of you.”
"Control? I'd love to experience that."
Should we use Command Spells for something like this?
Mochizuki was caught in a dilemma.
Instant teleportation, curing incurable diseases, imposing commands... How would you use Command Seals with these abilities for certain actions?
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
The hand has already reached into the dangerous area.
"It seems the body doesn't lie, my priest."
Tralock pressed down on Mochizuki Oboro while unzipping his zipper.
She will see it in about five seconds.
Before that, you must choose whether to use it or not.
……
Because of the extremely wide effective range of her abilities, Aika Sajou stayed in the restaurant while she was eavesdropping.
It wasn't until she reacted that she realized how troublesome Camelot's security system was.
Avoiding sight and stealthily moving, several minutes later, Ayaka Sajou finally arrived at the suite door.
Thanks to Mochizuki Oboro's stubbornness, Tralock spent some extra time, which gave Sajou-san a chance to interrupt her spellcasting.
Click.
The security system has been compromised.
Sajō Aika kicked open the door: "You thieving cat, let go of the prince!"
However, as soon as she stepped inside, considering that the prince might be exposed, Ayaka Sajou immediately closed the door and locked it.
The sofa wasn't directly facing the door, so Ayaka Sajou had to walk a few steps before she saw the suspect and the victim of the attempted crime.
It should be said that Ms. Sajo's arrival was perfectly timed.
If it had been a second later, Mochizuki Oboro would have had BB roll the dice to decide whether or not to hand over the Command Seals.
Because of the tight timing, she saw some overly explicit scenes.
The prince had already had his shirt removed by that wicked thief, and even his trousers weren't spared, having been torn in half, leaving him only in a blue undershirt. Traloc, on the other hand, hadn't lost any fabric.
To be fair, the prince has a pretty good physique. He has all the right muscles, and they're well-defined.
However, humans are still somewhat weak in the face of Servants.
"hehe."
Seeing Aika Sajou burst in, Tralock licked his lips provocatively and kissed her forcefully again in front of her.
"His first kiss was with none other than me, Tralock!"
The prince's first kiss was stolen by you, you thieving cat!
Sajou Aika had never been so angry before; she felt like she was about to turn red.
Mochizuki Oboro breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, Sajou Aika arrived in time; otherwise, he would either be missing a Command Spell or have lost his descendants.
Tralock was quite annoyed that his good time had been interrupted, but since things had come to this point, Aika Sajou certainly wouldn't tolerate him continuing to pay for content in front of her.
However, there is another way to humiliate her and assert sovereignty.
A forced kiss isn't enough; we need more explicit scenes.
Tralock's right hand slowly moved down: "I took more than just your first kiss."
Wang Yuelong suddenly had a bad feeling.
Under Ayaka Sajou's utterly blank gaze, Tralock gripped the handlebars through the last layer of fabric.
"Did you see that clearly? Physiological reactions don't lie. In other words, no matter how unwilling he was, his body still reacted to me."
Tralock stuck out his tongue, leaving a wet lick mark on Mochizuki Oboro's face: "No matter how many times you kiss, his first kiss is mine. No matter how much you wriggle your body, I'm the first one to react to him."
You can be as jealous as you want. I was the one who left the first mark on him.
There's one more thing Tlaloc didn't mention: Since Mochizuki Oboro said she had no relevant experience, then she herself is the first to grasp the lifeline.
Mochizuki Ryou's brain had stopped working.
Is this on the set of some comedy anime?
In front of a potential romantic partner, you get grabbed by another potential romantic partner?
Congratulations on unlocking the achievement!
The AI's announcement, of all times, rang out, as if it couldn't resist making things worse.
[Losing First Kiss - 10 Points]
[Grasp the Future - 10 Points]
[Lightly equipped - 10 points]
[Three people together - 9 points]
[KO NO DIO DA! (Hidden Achievement) - Reward: Random D-Rank Skill Card]
【鹨亦企疑児八私咝巴y/*ue-已……】
Settlement complete. Current remaining points: 67.
Looking at it from another perspective, it's not like we gained nothing at all.
At least Tralock gave himself a lot of points.
Who wants it?
Chapter 72 I will peel away all of you
[Strategy Progress Updates]
[Tlaloc: 20% → 30%]
[Gained new skill: Intuition (D)]
After escaping from the jaws of death, Mochizuki Oboro appeared calm, but Sajou Aika could sense that her prince's mood had been somewhat affected.
Thank you for today.
Mochizuki Oboro selectively ignored why Sajou Aika was able to barge in and interrupt Tralock's spellcasting.
It's best not to delve too deeply into some things.
"I really should cut ties with that kind of woman." Sajō Aika gritted her teeth indignantly. "She actually dared to do it against my will."
The two chose a coffee shop near the subway station as their destination.
Mochizuki Oboro didn't answer the question, but picked up her notebook and glanced at it. Although she had almost failed, she had at least achieved her goal.
To be honest, Mochizuki Oboro is indeed a bit confused right now. She doesn't know where to start in any sense.
Try counting prime numbers. Prime numbers are solitary numbers; they can help you calm down quickly.
2、3、5、7、11、13、17……
"Ms. Sajo."
"Please speak, I will listen carefully."
"I'd like to have a painting done. If possible, could you be my model?"
"Of course, please do."
Mochizuki Oboro picked up his paintbrush. This method was still more suitable for him to recover his mood.
"Should we pose? Is this okay?"
"It's beautiful. That's good."
The scratching of pencils echoed between the two. Steam rose from the coffee on the table, and its unique aroma wafted into their nostrils.
Face shape, figure, facial features, and clothing gradually take shape.