In the evening, Haruto walked down the corridor with a calm but thoughtful expression, faint steam still occasionally rising from his skin. "I need to learn how to use my Mana properly," he muttered to himself. "I can't rely on transforming every single time…"
Suddenly, Asuto came sprinting toward him and slapped him hard on the back. "How's it going, Slave?" he asked with an annoyingly confident grin.
Haruto nearly collapsed forward but caught himself at the last second. He spun around furiously. "What the hell is your problem?!" he shouted aggressively.
Asuto smirked and gave him a sharp side-eye. "Tell me… you're worried about those videos and photos Miss Luna has of you, right?"
Haruto's eyes nearly popped out of his skull. He grabbed Asuto by the collar. "How do you know about that?!"
"I heard everything this morning from outside the door," Asuto replied smugly. "You were moaning like a trapped puppy."
Haruto shoved him away with a defeated groan and rubbed his face. "I need to delete that stuff from her phone before she uses it to blackmail me forever…"
Asuto put his hands behind his back with a hopeful smile. "I can help! Solara and Lisa are out on patrol, and Elara's busy cooking. Luna's probably sleeping. Perfect timing."
Haruto rubbed his chin, thinking hard, then nodded. "Fine. Let's do it."
A short while later, Haruto and Asuto crept out of Luna's room looking far less confident than when they went in.
"We go in quietly, grab her phone while she's sleeping, delete everything, and get out. No sound," Haruto whispered urgently.
Asuto nodded. He cracked the door open slightly. The sweet, intoxicating scent of Luna's room hit them like a wave — feminine, warm, and dangerously addictive. Asuto inhaled greedily. "That smells so nice…"
Haruto quietly smacked the back of his head and pushed him aside. "Focus, idiot."
They slipped inside. The room was dimly lit, and Luna lay sleeping deeply on her bed, chest rising and falling peacefully.
Asuto scanned around. "I don't see her phone anywhere…"
Haruto's eyes locked onto the bed. Half of Luna's smartphone was peeking out from under her back. "There. It's under her."
Asuto looked nervous. "We have to pull it out slowly…"
Haruto swallowed hard, climbed carefully onto the bed, and slid his hand under Luna's warm back, fingers brushing against her soft skin. He began pulling the phone out millimeter by millimeter. "Slowly… slowly…"
Asuto stepped back to keep watch — and immediately slipped on a small ball lying on the floor.
THUD!
"Ouch!" Asuto yelped loudly.
Luna's eyes snapped open instantly. She looked up to see Haruto hovering over her, hand still halfway under her back, gripping her phone.
"Puppy…" she said with a dangerously sweet, confident smile, her voice low and silky. "Trying to delete my 'Motivation Folder,' are we?"
Haruto's face went pale. "N-No, I was just—!"
Before he could finish, Luna grabbed his wrist and yanked him down hard, slamming his face directly into her massive, soft tits. The warm, heavy flesh completely smothered him as she pressed him deeper into her cleavage.
"Maybe you need a little punishment," she purred, giving Asuto a deadly, demonic glare that promised suffering.
Asuto's eyes widened in pure terror. "I hope he comes out alive…" he whispered, then sprinted out of the room and slammed the door behind him like a coward.
Inside the room, Luna flipped Haruto onto his back with surprising strength and climbed on top of him, straddling his waist. She leaned down slowly, her lips hovering just inches from his, her enormous tits hanging heavily against his chest.
"Let's start the punishment then~" she whispered playfully, eyes gleaming with wicked delight.
"L-Luna—!" Haruto stammered, cheeks burning red.
Luna licked his cheek teasingly, then crashed her lips against his in an aggressive, hungry kiss. Her skirt rode up high, revealing her thick, juicy thighs and massive ass barely covered by colorful panties. She moaned seductively into his mouth — "Mmm…" — biting his lower lip softly before deepening the kiss. Her tongue invaded his mouth, wrapping around his own with wet, sloppy dominance, sucking and swirling aggressively.
Haruto's eyes bulged in panic. His hands flailed in the air for a second before instinctively grabbing her huge, soft ass, fingers sinking deep into the plush flesh.
"Mmph—!!" he moaned desperately against her lips, overwhelmed by the intense, wet heat of the kiss.
Luna pulled back just enough for a thin string of saliva to connect their tongues, dripping lewdly onto his lips. Her eyes were half-lidded with seductive hunger.
"You need more punishment, don't you, Puppy?" she whispered breathlessly.
Haruto gasped for air, lips glistening with her saliva. "At least… let me breathe…!"
Luna sat up on his stomach with a playful grin and slowly began unbuttoning her shirt. One by one, the buttons came undone until her shirt dropped to the floor, revealing her massive, perfect tits in all their glory — full, heavy, and crowned with stiff pink nipples that glistened under the light.
"Stay ready for your punishment, Puppy~"
Haruto's eyes widened in panic. "N-No, wait—!"
Luna smiled wickedly and suddenly dropped forward, burying his entire face under her huge, heavy breasts. The soft, warm weight completely smothered him as she moaned loudly in pleasure.
"Aaahh~ Keep going, Puppy…" she sighed sensually, eyes rolling back slightly as she ground her chest against his face, her thick ass pressing down on his lap.
Haruto's muffled voice vibrated desperately beneath her massive tits. "Mmph… sto—!"
His hands gripped her enormous ass even tighter as he struggled for air, completely trapped under the most dangerous and pleasurable punishment.
Luna's soft, satisfied laughter filled the room as she rocked her body gently, thoroughly enjoying her favorite little slave's helpless state.
In the kitchen, the warm aroma of simmering spices and fresh ingredients filled the air as Elara moved gracefully between counters. She stirred the pot on the stove with a sweet, satisfied smile. "That smells perfect for tonight's dinner," she murmured softly, her voice like warm honey.
She turned toward the shelf, and with every step her huge, round ass swayed and jiggled violently under her tight trousers, the fabric stretching obscenely around her thick curves. Elara opened the microwave, slid a beautifully prepared cake inside, and set the timer. "Great. It'll be ready by the time Leader and Lisa return," she said with a gentle smile.
She walked over to a chair and sat down with a soft sigh of relief. The motion made her enormous tits bounce and shake heavily inside her top, straining the material as she reached for a recipe book and began flipping through the pages calmly.
Asuto suddenly burst into the kitchen, sweating nervously and looking like he had just escaped a war zone.
"Where were you, Asuto?" Elara asked, her tone turning serious and deadly. She crossed her arms tightly under her massive breasts, pushing them up into an even more imposing display as she stared at him.
Asuto forced an awkward smile and quickly grabbed his mop. "I-I'm going to clean the other side of the dorm! I didn't do it last week," he stammered, flashing a nervous grin before practically sprinting out of the kitchen.
Elara watched him flee with a confused tilt of her head, then simply shrugged and returned to her recipe book, humming softly.
Back in Luna's room, the atmosphere was thick with heat and tension.
Luna pulled back just an inch, allowing Haruto a desperate gasp of air. Her lips glistened as she smiled down at him playfully.
"You're such a bad boy, Puppy~ Trying to steal from your Master?" She tilted her head, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Maybe I shouldn't just delete the videos… maybe I should make some new ones instead."
She grabbed his hands and pulled them off her huge ass, guiding them firmly onto her massive, bare tits. "Hold them properly… or the punishment gets worse," she warned with a wicked, playful smile.
Before Haruto could protest, Luna picked up her phone and started recording, the camera lens pointed directly at their entangled bodies.
Haruto's eyes widened in pure shock. "Stop—!"
Luna silenced him with another hungry kiss, her tongue invading his mouth aggressively, tasting every inch of him as she moaned seductively against his lips. "Mmmm~" Her heavy tits pressed harder into his palms while she rocked her hips slowly on his lap.
Haruto's face burned bright red. He kissed her back hesitantly, letting out a small, involuntary "Mmm…" as her tongue dominated his.
Luna eventually pulled back, a thin string of saliva still connecting their lips. She stopped the recording with a satisfied grin and tossed the phone onto the pillow.
Haruto stared up at her, breathless and dazed. "What… now?"
Luna licked her lips seductively. "Since you behaved this time, I'll let you go… for now. But stay ready next time, Puppy." She gave him one last teasing wink, then climbed off him gracefully. She walked toward the bathroom with an energetic sway of her hips, her huge ass bouncing with every step.
Haruto collapsed back onto the bed like a broken doll, staring at the ceiling. "Why do these things always happen to me…?" he groaned tiredly.
Then his eyes locked onto Luna's smartphone lying temptingly on the pillow.
A spark of determination lit up his face. "I got it!" he whispered excitedly, completely forgetting his humiliation for a moment. He snatched the phone, quickly unlocked it, and deleted every single embarrassing video and photo in record time.
"Yes!" Haruto clenched his fist with a sharp, confident grin. "Finally free."
Meanwhile, in the dangerous northern demon territory, the evening sky had turned blood-red.
Lisa slowed the jeep to a stop on the edge of a ruined forest. "This place feels incredibly dangerous," she said, her voice low and serious.
Solara jumped out of the vehicle, katana gripped tightly in her hand. The wind whipped around her as she scanned the dark treeline. "We have to stay alert. If matured demons are truly behind this, it could become extremely dangerous for all of us."
Lisa nodded, gripping the steering wheel. "We've come far enough. We should head back before something happens. We can't risk losing any squad members."
Solara climbed back into the jeep, her expression strict and resolute. "You're right. We need to stay ready for the coming fights." She gripped her katana even tighter, eyes sharp as steel. "Whatever is coming… we'll face it together."
The jeep roared to life and sped back toward the dorm, leaving the ominous northern shadows behind.
Back in Luna's room, the bathroom door clicked open. Luna stepped out wrapped only in a single white towel that clung desperately to her curvaceous body like a second skin. The soft fabric hugged her massive tits tightly, barely containing their heavy bounce with every step, while the bottom hem barely covered the lower swell of her enormous ass and thick thighs.
"Didn't you leave yet, Puppy?" she asked with a confused tilt of her head, walking gracefully toward the mirror. Water droplets still glistened on her smooth skin, tracing seductive paths down her cleavage.
Haruto stood up with a triumphant, superhero-like grin, chest puffed out dramatically. "Puppy? Haha… not anymore, Luna!" he declared boldly, striking a heroic pose. "I deleted all those videos and photos from your 'Motivation Folder.' You have nothing on me now!"
Luna paused mid-step and looked back at him with genuine confusion, then smiled sweetly. "What do you mean?" She opened her cupboard casually. "I still have backup videos and photos saved on my computer… and on a pendrive."
Haruto's confident smile froze. His face went pale, eyes widening in pure horror as the words sank in. The air left his lungs in a defeated wheeze. He collapsed dramatically onto the floor like a puppet whose strings had been cut.
"Why… do these things always happen to me…?" he groaned, voice cracking with exhaustion before he fainted completely.
Luna blinked at his motionless body, tilting her head cutely. "What happened to him now?" She shrugged nonchalantly and continued drying her hair, completely unfazed.
Later that night, the entire squad gathered around the dining table. The warm glow of the lights cast long cinematic shadows across the room as steam rose from bowls of rice and fragrant soup.
"We have to stay sharp," Lisa said with a strict, intense gaze, chopsticks paused mid-air. "Those demons could attack at any moment. If we don't act, they won't hesitate to kill us."
The atmosphere grew heavy. Elara smiled softly, trying to lighten the mood as she placed a gentle hand on Haruto's shoulder, her warm fingers sending a comforting spark through him. Her huge, soft breasts pressed lightly against his arm as she leaned in protectively.
"We should think positively," she said in her gentle, melodious voice. "Now we have Haruto with us. The fights will be much easier."
Haruto felt the warmth of her touch and blushed slightly, his cheeks turning pink. "Of course… I want to help all of you in any way I can," he replied with genuine confidence.
Luna leaned toward him from across the table with a playful, seductive smile. Her towel had been replaced by a loose, low-cut top that offered a dangerous view of her deep cleavage as she rested her chin on her hand. "Why don't you help me first, Puppy~?" she purred, her voice dripping with teasing promise.
Haruto rolled his eyes but quickly looked at the others, trying to stay focused. "What's the plan?"
Solara nodded seriously, her commanding presence filling the room. "We're going to teach you how to use your Mana and different abilities. That way, you can fight effectively without always relying on your full transformation. We'll save that for when it truly matters."
Haruto's eyes lit up with determination. "That's a great idea. I'm ready to learn about Mana and every skill you can teach me."
Solara gave a small, approving smile. "Then it's settled. Tonight you won't sleep. Elara will take responsibility for teaching you. The rest of us will patrol the area, ensure safety, and contact the other squads about this demon situation."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Haruto smiled to himself. At least if I train with Elara, I won't have to worry about Luna and her crazy punishments…
Luna took a slow sip of her soup, then shot him a dangerous side-eye over the rim of her bowl, her lips curving into a knowing smirk that made Haruto's spine tingle.
Elara clapped her hands energetically, then leaned down close to him with a warm, radiant smile. Her huge tits swayed heavily inside her top as she looked at him with sparkling eyes.
"Let's stay ready to get stronger together, Haruto," she said in her positive, melodious tone, her gentle aura making the serious night feel just a little brighter.
Haruto nodded, feeling a strange mix of nervousness and motivation. The weight of the demon threat loomed outside.
After dinner, Haruto walked through the corridor wearing a simple white t-shirt that clung to his toned chest and black track pants that hung low on his hips. His steps were calm yet filled with newfound determination, the faint glow of the corridor lights casting long shadows behind him.
"I can't lose now," he muttered to himself, a confident smile spreading across his face. "I have to become stronger… powerful enough to help the 13th Squad wipe out those demons."
Asuto suddenly popped out from a side hallway, looking at him with hopeful eyes. "Hey! Did you manage to delete those images and videos?"
Haruto let out a heavy, soul-crushing sigh and rolled his eyes. "Nope…"
Asuto winced. "Damn… Well, don't worry. I heard you're getting private training with Elara tonight."
Haruto gave him a flat, deadpan stare. "You really love eavesdropping on the 13th Squad's conversations, don't you?"
Asuto shrugged shamelessly. "Forget it, bro. You're about to have the best training session in existence." His expression turned greedy and dreamy. "Just imagine… Miss Elara in tight gym clothes…"
Haruto rubbed his chin thoughtfully. His mind immediately betrayed him, painting a vivid, extremely detailed picture:
Elara wearing a tight white gym bra that was two sizes too small, her massive, heavy tits barely contained and spilling generously from the sides, deep cleavage glistening with a light sheen of sweat. Below, black leggings hugged her wide hips and enormous, round ass like a second skin — the fabric stretched so tightly it outlined every juicy curve, riding up between her thick thighs with every step.
Haruto's cheeks flushed bright red. "She is… very beautiful," he whispered dreamily, a stupid smile spreading across his face.
Then reality hit him like a truck. His eyes snapped open. "No! I shouldn't think about her like that!" he scolded himself, shaking his head. "She's the kindest woman I've ever met. I need to stay focused."
With renewed (slightly forced) confidence, he marched toward the training room.
Behind him, Asuto collapsed dramatically onto the floor, staring at the ceiling with pure heart-eyes and a greedy, perverted smile. "Miss Elara…" he moaned dreamily, completely lost in his own filthy fantasy.
Lisa walked past at that exact moment. Without breaking stride or even looking down, she hurled an empty water bottle straight at Asuto's face.
THUNK!
"Put that in the garbage, Slave," she said in a cold, serious tone before disappearing into her room.
Asuto blinked, now lying flat on his back with the empty bottle resting on his chest. "This life… never lets me have any fun," he groaned miserably, dragging himself up like a broken man before trudging off to throw the bottle away.