As soon as I saw Serlin swallow all the medication, I collapsed on the floor with a long sigh.
Finally, I got to dominate my first witch.
To be honest, I was worried that she might have had a different mindset at the last moment and there would be three bad endings, but fortunately, that didn't happen.
"… Serlin. How do you feel?"
I looked at her carefully and asked that. Serlin sat on the floor for a moment with a blank expression on her face. She stayed still, but then she slowly turned her gaze and looked at me, like a doll in some horror movie. The moment she saw that empty, blank gaze, I felt as if her breath had stopped.
Is there something wrong with her?'
The moment I thought about it, her gaze returned to focus.
"… It's a strange feeling. This is real."
She absentmindedly squeezed and opened her own hands repeatedly and she started laughing.
I felt somewhat relieved.
"Yes, it's a very strange sensation. How should I describe it? It feels as if my brain has been restructured. I created this drug, and it turned out exceptionally well."
"Is that so? What…"
As I looked around at her with an anxious expression, she suddenly burst into laughter.
"Don't worry, it's not like that. Now... I feel an immense sense of liberation. How should I put it? It feels like my preferences have shifted. Yes, I was just a woman who underwent body modification and was only aroused by the sensation of my body being transformed and violated. But now, it's different. I think anything you choose would be fine."
"Anything at all. For example, bondage—something that never suited Serlin's tastes. Maybe a degrading selling act. Or perhaps... just regular sex or something like that?"
"Huh. I feel like anything would be fine as long as you do it. Wow. I created this, but it turned out exceptionally well. Witches usually don't experience intense emotions like obsession, so drugs to regulate those feelings were never developed. I came up with this on a whim, but it seems to have worked even better than expected."
I distinctly remember what was written in the status window: 'The moment you achieve 100% obsession, you will dominate.' I had a vague suspicion because of those words, and it looks like I was exactly right."
Now her taste for masochism has become mine!!
Her taste itself became mine!!
Now there was no need for me to play to her tastes.
She was made for me!
No matter what kind of play I ask for, as long as it feels SM like, she will be satisfied to be abused by me.
The advantage of this was that the options became much wider.
Honestly, think about it. Each witch clearly has her own preferences. If I deviate even a little from that, they will immediately get fed up and get angry because it's not their taste.
It was virtually impossible to provide endless new plays within limited tastes. However, if I do this, it is possible to continuously increase her satisfaction by customizing infinite plays and situations in all directions.
It was truly a fortunate thing.
[Congratulations on taking control of the first witch!]
[The witch is now treated as your subordinate! You can use her abilities to help you with your future strategy!]
[Requires periodic maintenance! In order to use the witch's abilities, the witch's complaint rate must be less than 50%. Please be careful, as excessive long-term neglect will increase the complaint rate.
[Currently, Witch Serlin's complaint rate is 0%.]
"Fortunately... that's perfect news! This feels like liberation! Serlin, this means you can now explore a wider range of experiences! There will be even more ways to satisfy you."
"Yes, I feel the same. Now that I have a master, I have more to enjoy, right? If I do it with you, I think I can handle things that aren't necessarily my taste without growing tired of them."
"I'll develop various experiences for you, Serlin, using the expertise I've gained from dealing with other witches."
"Other witches... Haha. Just a moment ago, hearing that would have made me want to tear you apart, but now, I don't feel that way at all."
Serlin smiled softly, stepped closer, and wrapped her arms around my neck. Then, she pulled me in and kissed me. I was briefly caught off guard by the sudden kiss, but as soon as I realized how skilled she was, I couldn't help but lose myself in it, feeling as if I were melting.
After repeating all kinds of erotic actions such as pulling, biting, sucking, and entangling her tongue, she broke away from me.
"It doesn't matter whether I go after other witches or not. Instead… just like we originally agreed, please don't neglect me too much, my lovely master."
"Of course. I'll continue being a sadistic master for you, Serlin..."
Serlin smiled at my careful words, stretching her arms with a satisfied expression.
"It feels nice to finally have something I enjoy again. Would you like to eat? Aren't you hungry? I'm actually pretty good at cooking."
"Food sounds great. I was already starving."
"What do you want to eat? I can make whatever you like."
"Me? I absolutely love meat..."
I wasn't sure how long we kept up this kind of casual conversation, but after constantly feeling like I was walking on blades around the witches, this comfort was a welcome change. Smiling, I followed Serlin.
But it seemed that God had no intention of letting me enjoy a peaceful meal.
Out of nowhere, a small bird made of jewels fluttered onto Serlin's shoulder, perching there before whispering something in her ear.
The moment she heard its words, her expression tensed—then, just as quickly, she let out a laugh.
"My lovely master, it looks like our meal will have to wait. Now really isn't the best time to be dining with me."
"What? What do you mean…?"
Without hesitation, Serlin summoned her magical ingredients, blending them in midair. They fused together, forming two vials of the same black liquid she had consumed before. She handed them to me.
"Master, store these in your subspace pocket and return to Club Euphoria immediately."
"Why? Wait… don't tell me—"
Serlin grinned, her eyes filled with amusement. It was the kind of look someone might wear while watching an unfolding spectacle—like she was ready to grab some popcorn and enjoy the show.
"The club manager says Ray Rupaltion and Aina Ashlin are causing trouble at Club Euphoria right now. Wouldn't it be better to return quickly? I'll transport you there... Thank you for your hard work, Master."
A portal for space travel opened before me.
Then, suddenly, a system message appeared in front of me.
[Ray Rupaltion's obsession rate has reached 99%!]
[Aina Ashlyn's obsession rate has reached 99%!]
[Both witches want you! If you don't solve it quickly, you will be forced into the bad ending branch!]
A bloody information window appeared before my eyes.
Fuck!!
The beginning of the incident was very trivial.
….
…..
[POV Change]
"Um… Aina? Nice to meet you. The borrowing period for Author Crown has already passed, but he still hasn't returned. Is there a problem?"
When the return was delayed, Euphoria's manager cautiously called to ask for an explanation. Since it was her duty as the store manager, Aina decided to be honest.
"He said he had some business to take care of and needed to visit another witch for a while. So I sent him to her," she explained.
"What? Just like that…?"
"Why? Is something wrong?"
"There's a witch who wants to reserve Author Crown right now. She needs an urgent booking, but I have no idea where he went without even informing me…"
Hearing this, Aina found the store manager's response somewhat disappointing.
After all, wasn't she the one who had sent Author Crown to Serlin, lured by the temptation of experiencing the ultimate SM?
No matter how much the manager tried to explain, a witch could easily overpower someone like him—an ordinary person in comparison. There were plenty of witches with short tempers, and if they didn't get what they wanted, who knew what could happen to him?
"This is my responsibility," Aina admitted. "I sent him away on my own without explaining the situation to you."
"Oh my, no. It's not Aina-sama's fault… it's that guy's fault."
"No, there's nothing wrong with Author Crown. I asked for something a little different, and he tried to satisfy it, but this is what happened. So don't blame him too much. I'll go there myself and explain everything to that witch."
"Well, would you please?"
"She won't listen to anything you say anyway. I'll come there. If I explain it, the other person will listen."
With that, Aina used her space transfer to move to the Club Euphoria headquarters. There, she ended up meeting Ray Rupaltion, who had come to Euphoria, wondering what was going on since Author Crown hadn't responded for such a long time.
The two witches' eyes met.
"Aina? What's going on here...?"
"Ah, so you're the witch who wanted to make the next booking with Author Crown?"
"Yes."
[Aina feels intense jealousy! The obsession rate goes up!]
"That's unfortunate. He stayed with me for a while, but he mentioned he had somewhere to go, so I sent him off. I made a somewhat unreasonable request, and then he said there was a witch he wanted to visit to satisfy me."
[Ray Rupaltion feels intense jealousy! The obsession rate goes up!]
"Ah. I see. What kind of unreasonable demand did you make?"
"I ordered something a little different. Then… he said he would show me the ultimate SM. The name might sound funny, but isn't it a game that gives you something to look forward to? So, I decided to send him away."
"I wonder if it was just a coincidence. He said he'd let me experience that too? This was probably the first time he mentioned it to me. It was the first time I met a man that could satisfy me."
"Hehe. It doesn't matter who he met first. What matters is, who is he most obsessed with? Isn't that what really counts?"
"I'm sorry, but I think it might be me. To be honest… I don't think he'd be interested in an older witch. Oh, excuse me. But honestly, I think Aina, who's had five children, might not be the type that men like."
"I guess I'm better than that spoiled witch who lacks maturity. And it's not his taste? Men don't shy away from women with big breasts. Compared to mine, Ray's is a little… hehe, cute."
Between the two smiling witches, the manager felt literally suffocated.
It was an incredibly strange sensation to feel suffocated without even being submerged.
"I'm getting tired of this ridiculous language play. Where's the Author Crown? I need to go see him right away."
"I'm sorry but he went to see Serlin Lebriam to prepare ultimate SM play for me."
"A sadistic witch? Haha. How could you hand over a man to another woman? This is just laughable. You don't value Author Crown as much, do you? Stop talking nonsense and hand him over to me. Don't go around chasing after a man when you're getting older."
"You're being a bit harsh. Now that you've put it like that, I don't even want to hand him over. To be honest… wouldn't I be better than you? Age has its advantages. I have more property, more knowledge, more experience, a better network, better magical skills… And… I think my breasts are much better."
Crash!
The marble floor shattered under the strain of concentrated magical power. The floor split, as if cracking like ice on a lake. The chandelier shook, and the other witches who had been playing nearby peeked out one by one, curious about what was going on.
If this continued, the manager was in danger of being labeled the worst SM club manager, one who neglected the conflict between two customers and disrupted the enjoyment of other witches.
The club manager urgently grabbed the phone and quickly started dialing. Having been around this floor for so long, he knew Serlin's phone number.
A long time ago, this was information Serlin had shared because she was a regular at the club. The manager held the phone up, hoping the number was still valid. When Serlin answered, he spoke frantically.
"Serlin Lebriam!! This is SM Club Euphoria!! Where is Author Crown now?! You must send him immediately!!!"
He was desperate.