It seems Seira is a special girl to me as well.
Of course, this doesn’t mean I neglect the other party members or my fiancée, Alicia…
Still, I think I’ve had the good fortune to meet many wonderful girls in this life.
I take this as a sign of the great expectations placed upon me by the gods, and it steels my resolve.
I believe my mission is to guide them, giving them new life and purpose.
I’ve strived to ensure none of my companions become casualties, and the fact that I haven’t lost a single one is my quiet pride.
At any rate, Seira’s “First Night Ritual” is reaching its climax.
In the middle of the bed, Seira, having finished the foreplay, lay prepared for her “First Night Ritual.” I spread her legs apart, further widening her female genitalia, and pressed the tip of my penis against her vaginal opening.
Her vaginal opening, which I had widened with two fingers, was somewhat small and wonderfully tight.
Furthermore, the soft protrusions on her vaginal walls were like grasping my fingers.
In other words, Seira’s vagina is a masterwork.
Come to think of it, I remembered that caressing her breasts hadn’t been done yet, but I decided that would be something to look forward to next time.
Seira’s beautiful breasts, leaning towards large, looked very tempting.
The next moment, I forced my way into Seira’s vaginal opening, and the glans of my penis buried itself within her.
Drowning in an indescribable sea of pleasure, I was driven by primal urges to thrust my phallus deeper.
Her love juice acted as a lubricant, but her vagina was so narrow it felt like I was forcibly prying it open.
As a result, the soft, protruding flesh folds lining Seira’s vagina clung to me, just as I had initially predicted.
Wasn’t this what they called “a thousand earthworms”? I loved Seira’s vagina, which gave me such wonderful pleasure.
However, Seira was currently experiencing the pain of her hymen breaking.
At the same time, Seira’s vaginal canal was memorizing the shape of my penis.
This was, in effect, a brand, or proof, that Seira would be mine, just like the other party members.
The glans was completely submerged, and Seira’s vaginal opening was stretched to its limit.
Seira, accepting a man’s phallus for the first time, seemed to be in unimaginable pain.
However, this is the beginning of the “intimate act” between a man and a woman.
“Ahhh! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! My crotch is going to split!”
Naturally, Seira cried out in pain.
Of course, her body tensed up, and she exerted unnecessary force.
Even when I explained to relax her body, no virgin could actually do so.
In other words, my previous explanation was merely a form of absolution.
Seira, in pain, tried to escape my penis by pressing against my head with her palms or moving her body towards the pillow.
However, with my experience, there was no way I would let her escape.
Little by little, my penis continued to advance, pushing and widening Seira’s vaginal walls.
“It hurts, it hurts, please… take it out!”
Tears welled up in the corners of Seira’s eyes as she pleaded.
This appealed to my sadistic side.
Seira had disparaged me as “Ball-less Hal Raymond,” so this was the revenge she deserved.
Along with this thought, I felt a sense of elation that my beloved Seira was experiencing her First Night Ritual.
In conclusion, I seem to be in love with Seira.
It’s quite unreasonable, but I felt a sense of destiny towards Seira, who showed me the mystery of the female body for the first time.
That’s why I’m being careful with my first insertion.
If I had inserted forcefully, like in a rape, it would have caused her even more pain.
Besides, I have the skills of an experienced veteran, having done this many times in this life.
Even so, Seira cried out in pain and tried to escape, but I was steadily widening her vagina and advancing.
And then I reached the area just before the narrow part of her vagina.
Beyond this lay her hymen, protecting her virginity.
“I’m going to break your hymen now. I’ll say it again, relax the unnecessary muscles in your lower body.”
“My crotch hurts like it’s being torn apart. Please, stop the First Night Ritual!”
“No, Seira. A man cannot stop at this point.”
“N-noooo!”
While talking with Seira, I gathered strength in my hips.
After all, it’s better for Seira if I break it all at once.
If I were to break it slowly, like a snake playing with its prey, the pain would last longer.
“Alright, break!”
“N-noooo!”
*Thurst*
The moment Seira’s scream echoed for the nth time, my penis had shattered her hymen, and its tip had reached just before her cervix.
And as always, her maximally stretched vaginal opening deeply swallowed my penis, and a bright red “Scar of Bloodstain” flowed from the point of contact.
“Seira, look. We are connected.”
It was a cliché line I always used, but this time it moved me even more.
“I… I thought I was going to die from the pain. But… now that I’ve safely lost my virginity, I feel proud. This must be due to my maternal nature.”
Seira, who had been crying out in pain, now had a solemn expression on her face.
And strangely, I felt a maternal sense from Seira, like that of a Madonna.
Did Seira, the Saintess, accept my penis?!
“How is the pain?”
“It seems to be subsiding.”
“Then, is it okay if I move?”
“Yes, Hal. Please cherish me.”
Seira, who had truly ascended the stairs to adulthood, began calling me “Hal” like the other party members.
At this rate, she wouldn’t call me “Ball-less Hal Raymond.”
And then, I slowly began to thrust my hips.
Seira’s vagina was small and squeezed my penis tightly.
It was a wonderfully good, masterfully crafted vagina.
And it was a tightness befitting a saintess.
My penis was also erect and stiff—hard as hell.
Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust.
“I… I… Ahh… Ahh♡ My vaginal walls and penis are rubbing inside me.”
The moment I began thrusting, a faint moan escaped Seira’s lips.
What a sensual, alluring voice.
Hearing Seira’s moans, my penis became even harder.
Still, no matter how many times I do it, the “First Night Ritual” is always nerve-wracking.
I keenly feel the responsibility of receiving a girl’s first time.
I want all the girls I’ve been with to be happy.
And of course, Seira is among them.
Seira has gone through such a strange fate, but I truly hope she finds happiness.
With that thought, I continued to thrust.
My penis, in its satisfied state, thrust against the tightly closed vagina, striking towards her cervix.
And these soft, protruding flesh folds clinging to my penis feel so good.
“Can I go a little faster?”
“Yes, I’m alright.”
Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust.
“Ahhh, ahhh, your strong penis is thrusting into my cervix. Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh.”
As I increased the thrusting speed slightly, Seira became more passionate.
Her palms, which had been pressing on my head, now gripped the duvet tightly.
And Seira’s legs were wrapped around me, entwining with my body.
Even in this tight embrace, I could still thrust.
This was due to my past experience.
And then I thrust at maximum speed.
Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust.
*Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap.*
“Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh♡ Ahhh♡ Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh—”
The bedroom was filled with the lewd sounds of vaginas and penises rubbing against each other, along with the light slapping sounds of our skin colliding.
Adding to this were Seira’s moans, creating a lewd trio.
Furthermore, our crotch areas were stained red with her secreted love juice mixed with the “Scar of Bloodstain.”
To an outsider, it might look like a brutal scene, but Seira herself seemed to be drowning in a sea of pleasure.
Most girls, at their first night ritual, simply endure the pain of breaking their hymen before reaching any sexual pleasure. However, Seira, with her high sexual sensitivity, was undoubtedly starting to feel it.
However, this doesn’t mean Seira is a promiscuous girl.
After all, she worked diligently as a Saintess…
In my opinion, it’s natural for girls to experience sexual pleasure.
Without such a reward, girls wouldn’t accept semen and conceive children, would they?
Some theologians seem to consider the sexual pleasure girls experience during sex as the beginning of depravity, but they are probably virgins themselves, like Lester the Cleric in my past life.
They do not understand God’s will in intercourse.
“Ah-han, ahhh, ahhh, something… ahh… is coming… I… I’m going to cummmmmmm—”
And Seira experienced her first true orgasm.
“Seira! Receive my love!”
*Gush, sploosh!*
As usual, I poured my Elixir into Seira’s uterus, which was relaxing after her orgasm.
The next instant, a sacred light ignited in Seira’s lower abdomen, or rather, her uterus.
Normally, this sacred light would spread throughout the body, but this time it was directed, swirling within Seira’s body.
Seira’s body was infused with Holy Aura by the divine presence, but it seemed there were stagnant areas, like dead ends and eddies, here and there.
These dead ends and eddies probably prevented Seira from refining her Holy Aura.
These dead ends and eddies were eliminated by the overwhelmingly directional flow of Holy Aura that I provided.
And the Holy Aura refined within Seira’s body gathered in her tanden.
By then, I had already removed my penis from Seira’s vagina and was watching.
Seira, on the other hand, had an expression of astonishment.
“Seira, can you feel the Holy Aura gathering in your tanden?”
“My lower abdomen feels hot. And I feel so full and happy. It’s a very strange feeling. And it seems like a path for Holy Aura has been created in my body. So this is what it means to refine Holy Aura…”
Before long, Seira’s face was filled with rapture.
That day, although Seira didn’t manage to use “Healing Magic,” she understood the existence of her own Holy Aura and the process of refining it to store it in her tanden.
With this level of understanding, it should be possible for her to use “Healing Magic” without issue.
Having created a path for Holy Aura in Seira’s body, I had achieved the task I set for myself.
On the other hand, perhaps due to exhaustion, Seira and I fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Seira was taken away by the party members.
Her movements reminded me of Mariabel, who had performed her “First Night Ritual” the previous day.
Seira was probably being interrogated thoroughly.
I had planned to take my leave immediately and depart for the Imperial Capital Ashurai, but I was exhausted from Mariabel’s and Seira’s “First Night Rituals.”
So I postponed my departure by one day, and that day, an incident occurred in the bathhouse.
The incident was that Elise was injured, her back vigorously scrubbed with an exfoliating mitt until it was bright red.
For the record, Elise had dedicated all her magical power to reinforcing the barrier that restricted travel between the Demon Realm and the Human Realm, and then converted her excess body fat into magic to supplement it.
Despite being in a state of near recovery, Elise had challenged Shera and Freya in the bathhouse and was defeated, it is said.
It was her own fault, but I suppose it was a good lesson for Elise.
Incidentally, according to Freya, the reason Elise lost was that her body had developed a slender, ideal figure, which reduced her stamina.
This means… she was subtly suggesting that she needed to return to her previous “potbelly” physique.
Wrinkles of distress formed on Elise’s face.
And it was Liliana who strongly encouraged her to return to being “Potty Elise.”
I recall that “Poopy” Liliana was quite pot-bellied, second only to Elise.
And Elise, suffering from her abrasions, became a test subject for Seira’s “Healing Magic.”
“Lady Elise, I will heal your abrasions with ‘Healing Magic’.”
“It’s frustrating to be a test subject, but it’s necessary. I was actually planning to offer Shera and Freya as test subjects…”
“There’s no way I, the imitation princess Elise, would lose to you… ♪”
“Shera’s right. Hurry up and return to being ‘Potty Elise’.”
Shera and Freya, having won the match, taunted Elise.
A blue vein pulsed on Elise’s temple.
This was the prelude to a new battle.
Beside them, Seira was sweating profusely, desperately trying to refine her Holy Aura.
I had created a path for her Holy Aura during her “First Night Ritual,” but it was difficult for her to refine it voluntarily.
Even so, Seira struggled for a while, but gradually her Holy Aura began to move, and it slowly accumulated in her tanden.
And then, Seira managed to activate her “Healing Magic.”
“—Miraculous power dwelling in my arm. Heal Lady Elise’s abrasions.”
【Heal】
Seira transferred the Holy Aura accumulated in her tanden to her arm and manifested “Healing Magic.”
As a result, Elise’s bright red, swollen back was miraculously healed.
“Seira! You did it! ♪”
“Seira!! That’s amazing!!”
Following the praise from Freya and Shera, who were closely examining Elise’s abrasions next to Seira, the other party members also praised her one after another.
“La-Lady Seira…”
Seeing Seira, who had brilliantly awakened to “Healing Magic,” Mariabel was also trembling with emotion.
Meanwhile, Elise, who had been defeated and made a spectacle of, seemed to be vowing revenge on Freya and Shera.
And so, we welcomed a Saintess into our “Princess Harem” to handle healing duties.
This not only served as a convenient cover for me but also gave me a premonition that the divine medicine “Narou Potion,” which I received from the Flame Spirit Car, would soon be put to use.
And Seira, who had become a true Saintess in name and reality, shed tears of joy.
Thank you for reading.
This concludes the split posting of episode 60.
The full post for episode 60, “Seira VII and Mariabel IV,” where the Princess Knight Mariabel and the Saintess Seira face their true duties through their “First Night Ritual” with me, has been scheduled for release at midnight on September 30th. 〇
Please note that the content of the split and full posts are the same.
I will inform you in my activity report when the preparations for episode 61 are complete.
