**Astarotte’s Perspective → Hal’s Perspective**
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Ever since becoming human, I had been unable to visit the world of dreams and illusions—so how did I end up here?
I found myself in a world woven by Notter Midgar, the man who had declared he would use me as his slave. My goal was to exploit this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to uncover his weaknesses, drain his energy, and finish him off.
But now that I was human, could I even drain his energy?
As the saying goes, *”Once learned, never forgotten.”* I easily slipped into the dream world Notter had spun.
“I found him easily… but it seems I can’t drain his energy.”
As expected, in this human form, I couldn’t absorb his essence. However, I could freely browse through Notter’s memories.
So I decided to remain an observer and delve into his past.
Notter Midgar was the second-born of three siblings—the eldest son. His sister, Moon Midgar, was two years older than him, making her 25. Meanwhile, the youngest brother, Knights Midgar, was six years younger, just 17.
Who would’ve thought even that pervert had siblings like a normal person?
But knowing he had siblings wouldn’t be enough to threaten him. I dug deeper into his memories.
And in doing so, I discovered the twisted nature of the three siblings.
**”Notter… you’re such a cute little brother. Let big sis teach you something nice.”**
**”Moon, your eyes are scary! D-Don’t do anything awful to me!”**
A vision from about 12 years ago surfaced in my mind.
At the time, Notter was 11, and his sister Moon was just 13—already precocious for her age.
Notter, still a brat, was pinned down by his sister, who pulled down his pants and underwear before forcibly stroking his tiny, finger-sized penis.
**”No, no, nooo! Moon, stop it!”**
The young Notter cried and screamed, but Moon clumsily worked his little cock until it stiffened.
**”Wow, it got so big and hard. Let me teach you about women.”**
**”Huh!? Moon, what are you—!? W-Wait, my thing is inside you!? No, no, nooo! It’s slimy and warm and gross! Pull it out, pull it out!”**
**”This is my first time too, so shut up! Ugh… it hurts… but… ahh~ ♡ It’s starting to feel good…”**
**”Moon, you’re squeezing too tight! It hurts, it hurts!”**
So Notter’s first time was with his own sister—incest.
I was shocked at how Moon, despite being a virgin herself, forced her unwilling little brother into an erection, then mounted him in cowgirl position.
Moon’s face was flushed with arousal as she hiked up her skirt, pulled down her panties, and forcibly spread her dry, unready labia—*kapari*—before lowering herself onto Notter’s cock.
Of course, this immature sex brought no pleasure to her young pussy—only pain.
Yet Moon didn’t stop, grimacing as she continued to sink down.
Her slit was a childish pink, but perhaps she had already experimented with masturbation.
Her vaginal opening was so tight that even Notter’s small member struggled to fit inside.
Without hesitation, Moon buried his cock into her barely pubescent genitals.
**”Ahh… haah! It stings… I guess my hymen broke.”**
And with that, Moon’s hymen tore, leaving a crimson streak of *”proof blood”* staining Notter’s cock and lower abdomen.
**”There, it’s all the way in. Once the pain fades, I’ll start moving.”**
**”Moon, just stop already! It’s slimy and gross, and it hurts!”**
**”Weakling. I’ll make you cum by riding you.”**
*Thrust, thrust, squish, squish, squish, squish*
*Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap*
**”Ngh… this is intense! Ahh~ ahh~ ahh~!”**
**”Sis, sis, nooo!”**
*Squish, squish, squish, squish*
*Slap, slap, slap, slap*
**”Ahh~ ♡ Ahh~ ahh~ ♡ I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”**
*Splurt, squiiish*
Moon violently rocked her hips until she forced herself into orgasm, simultaneously squirting all over Notter’s pinned-down lower body.
Meanwhile, Notter had already foamed at the mouth, rolled his eyes back, and passed out.
For the next few years, Notter was repeatedly violated by Moon.
Even now, Moon’s existence seems to be a psychological trauma for him.
His obsession with breaking and enslaving women was likely a self-defense mechanism—a way to forget the terror Moon represented.
After achieving success as an adventurer thanks to his physique and swordsmanship, Notter began purchasing absolute-obedience sex slaves as revenge against Moon.
What a troublesome pair of siblings…
Currently, Moon serves as vice-captain of the mercenary group *”Blue Lightning,”* living a debauched life in a reverse harem where she preys on her subordinates. She’s even mockingly called *”The Crossdressing Bitch.”*
At first glance, she appears as a dashing, androgynous beauty in light blue armor and a fluttering blue cape—deceptively refined.
With her short, pale emerald-green hair and cobalt-blue eyes, she’s a stunning woman with ample breasts and long, slender limbs…
Moon’s preference is burly, rugged men, but she’s dangerous enough to sink her fangs into pretty boys or girls alike.
I’d rather not meet someone like that.
But Moon was Notter’s natural enemy.
After much effort, I’d finally uncovered his weakness.
As for the youngest brother, Knights—he vanished to escape his siblings’ toxic influence and now wanders the land as a bard.
With his deep green hair and dull blue eyes, he’s an unremarkable man, but according to Notter, he’s secretly a pervert.
A bespectacled, gentle-looking man who scrapes by with mediocre singing—his performances always draw few crowds.
Well, Knights wasn’t relevant this time.
And so, while being held by my beloved Hal, I awakened to the skill *”Dreamwalking.”*
Now, I was no longer dead weight in the *”Princess Harem.”*
Just thinking about it made me smile.
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The next morning was clear—perfect for travel.
I, Hal Harem von Raymond, and the *”Princess Harem”* entourage enjoyed a floral-style breakfast before departing from the historic hot spring inn, *”The Saintess’ Holiday.”*
Notter and his group seemed exhausted from last night’s battle and overslept, as Mai informed me.
Divided between two two-horse carriages, we resumed our journey toward the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom territory.
Edele drove the lead carriage, while Eria handled the reins of the second.
I relaxed inside the passenger compartment.
**”Dreamwalking, huh? You’ve awakened to quite an interesting skill, Astarotte.”**
**”Yes, Hal. Being chased by that pervert pushed me to my limits… Once I grasped the trigger, the rest came easily. This skill is a weaker version of a succubus’s ability.”**
**”Even so, exploring someone’s memories in a dream world is incredible.”**
**”Thank you, Hal.”**
Last night, I’d fallen asleep still connected to Astarotte. Now, in high spirits, she recounted what had happened.
Astarotte had felt inferior as a mere human, unable to contribute to the *”Princess Harem.”*
That insecurity had led her to suffer nightmares of me abandoning her.
The incident where Notter groped her breasts must have been the final trigger.
**”Exploring memories in dreams? Impressive, Astarotte!”**
Elise, our sub-leader sitting beside me, smiled sweetly—though I sensed something dark beneath it.
**”Hey, Astarotte, could you check Freya’s embarrassing memories for me?”**
**”Elise… I don’t betray or sell out my comrades.”**
Astarotte frowned, clearly troubled.
**”Elise, if you pressure her… you’ll be punished.”**
**”I-I was just joking, Hal!”**
Elise hurriedly backtracked, but her lie was obvious.
The carriages moved at a steady, leisurely pace.
The road conditions were good, perfect for Edele and Eria’s training.
**”Hey, Hal, you bastard! Sneaking off without me is cowardly! If you’re leaving, at least leave Astarotte behind!”**
Just then, Notter and his group caught up from behind.
Now that Astarotte had her trump card, we’d actually been waiting for them.
Following our plan, the carriages pulled over to the roadside and stopped.
**”Hal, I’ll go now.”**
**”Be careful, Astarotte.”**
She wasn’t wearing the *”Princess Harem”* uniform—a hooded robe and Valkyrie-inspired mask.
Instead, she wore reinforced leather armor, looking every bit the adventurer.
Her beautiful silver-red hair was loosely braided into a ponytail.
**”Astarotte, you’re so cute! You’re gonna be my sex slave!”**
Notter, as usual, spoke arrogantly.
**”I… am no one’s sex slave.”**
*Hmph.*
Astarotte brushed him off with a haughty tone and a dismissive attitude—exactly what would work on him.
Her cold, noble demeanor was convincing, no doubt influenced by the noblewomen around her.
**”Don’t lie! The emblem on your carriage belongs to a major slave trader!”**
**”Must you really insist?”**
Astarotte smirked.
Meanwhile, the *”Princess Harem”* members peeked curiously from the carriage, myself included.
**”Of course I will!”**
**”Very well… I have no choice. Notter Midgar, you have an elder sister, don’t you?”**
**”W-What!? N-No, I don’t!”**
Notter froze, his behavior turning erratic.
As Astarotte had learned, Moon Midgar was his natural enemy.
**”If you keep harassing me, I’ll report you to Sister Moon!”**
**”H-How do you know about her!?”**
**”Why don’t you just let Sister Moon take care of you?”**
Astarotte pressed further.
Notter’s forehead glistened with sweat, his body trembling slightly.
**”I-I hate Sis! I hate her!!”**
Tears streaming down his face, Notter screamed before turning tail and fleeing.
His three sex slaves, who had been waiting behind him, gave us a slight bow before chasing after him.
And so, our troublesome connection with that pervert was severed.
**”Hal, how was that?”**
**”Perfect acting, Astarotte.”**
**”Thank you, Hal.”**
The carriages resumed their journey as if nothing had happened.
With the nuisance gone and the weather fine, my mood was excellent.
Our next destination was the border town of Immanu, between the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom and the former Yangas Kingdom.
If we could pass through uneventfully and enter Wahl territory, all would be well…
But rumors about the town’s ruling family were far from reassuring.
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Thank you for reading!
This concludes the split upload of **Episode 40: “Astarotte II.”**
**Episode 40: “Astarotte II”** – The Encounter with Notter Midgar, the Lustful Incubus ●
Has been scheduled for upload on March 3rd at 00:00.
Note: The split and full uploads contain the same content.
Details about **Episode 41** will be announced in the activity report.
The planned story will likely involve the *”Crimson Witch”* arc, which I couldn’t finish in time.
