I Became a Gallery Manager in Another World

“H.Heheh..♥…Sick..Sick!…♥..To die…Sweet!…Master..Dying..Sweet..!!♥..That’s it…don’t beg…no, that’s right..!!..I…spread that word..for the rest of my life…♥Oh..I’m alone♥…even if I use it…it’s okay!!..♥..Master…Master…♥Don’t..Master..♥..Further..Please be considerate!!..♥ Heheheit!!♥♥”

It was only when facing death that I realized.

I never truly wished for destruction.

I was merely intoxicated by the pretense of desiring it.

“Why…don’t you want to die?”

Jab- jab- jab-.

“Kkeuheug…. heueug….ha.. .euaa!!.. Heueueug…!”

Tears filled my eyes as I heard my Master’s footsteps approaching once more.

Not from fear, but from a sense of relief.

Ugh.

“Open your eyes.”

“Ahhh!…Ugh!…Ah..Thank you!..Thank you!…Ah…!Thank you…for saving me!…Thank you…”

The blindfold was removed, and I gazed into my master’s face.

Emotions I had never felt before surged within me.

Tchhhhhh-!

“….”

“Tsk!”

As I expressed my gratitude repeatedly, he removed the ‘foreign object’ from my body and showed it to me.

“…Wow, you’re so wet.”

“Ugh!…Ahhhh…S-sorry…Ahhhh…!”

Ginger.

I was relieved it was just a piece of ginger that had caused me so much fear.

Or should I lament the fact that I was so affected by a piece of ginger.

No, neither.

It was simply that the Master had used a single piece of ginger to enlighten my foolishness.

“..Ha…Keueu!…!Huh!…Keuheu..!..Hide…Sigh!”

Knowing what had been inside me didn’t alleviate the itching.

The fear of the foreign object had dissipated, but the itch remained unbearable.

“Breathe!….!…Breathe…”

…Still, I refrained from opening my mouth, fearing I might do something irreversible.

“─Hehehehehe!!♥ Ah, ah-ah!!♥”

Then, Master inserted his finger and alleviated the itch.

“Ah! Go… Ahh!! Hwaaa!!♥ Ah!! Go… Gaahaaa!!♥ Oh!! Go..Go. There it is!!♥ Again… gaaaa!!♥”

He seemed to know my body perfectly, scratching the exact itchy spot without needing directions from me, making my head feel like it was spinning.

But…

‘Ah… heuah♥… keuuuuu…!!.♥ please… please… please!♥ Ian… ah… inside♥… just… just a little bit more… inside!!♥’

Scratch-! Scratch-! Zzzzzzzz-!

Yet, his fingers withdrew before reaching the most itchy ‘inside’ spot.

“…Ha♥… Hmph… Ugh…”

I almost let out a sigh of frustration but held it back, not wanting to upset my Master.

“…Suck.”

“Ah! Huh! Yes… Yees!♥ Suck..Suck!.. Jjohop… Jjoong..♥”

The taste of my juices on the Master’s fingers was salty and fishy.

“Jjohop..♥ Jjohop..♥ Ha… hehe… Ian ♥… Fingers… They’re delicious… Jjohop!♥”

And so, I continued to lick his fingers, whimpering as much as I could…

Saaag-! Seogeog─!

He then pointed the knife he was holding at me.

“Heh, heh, heh…! off…! et?… ah?… huh?”

“….”

Contrary to my fears of being cut, he simply untied my right arm from the rope.

‘…Um, why?’

Why was it suddenly untied?

Could I move now?

Was this a test?

Despite my confusion, realizing I could use my hands made me feel even more aroused.

“Ha…! off…! ha…. kkhah…!… ugh!”

And just like that, I was left vulnerable…

Ew-.

Master gently guided my right hand to my crotch, saying,

“Ha, it’s okay to stroke your pussy.”

“…Ah!… Ugh..!… Gah… Thank you!!… Ugh!!… Thank you!!… Ugh!… Thank you!!… Hehe!… Keueuuuuuu!!… Oh… fleshlight…!.. Bo… Pussy… Sore…!… This..This is it!!.. Keuhi!!”

Mmmm.

Feel good.

Feel good. Feel good.

Feel good, feel good, feel good, feel good, feel good, feel good, feel good, but…

Not enough!

“Keuhu…! Why..why…!!..Keuhu..!.It’s..different!…This…This…No!…Ah!..Whaaaa!!”

I realized the reason for the deficiency as soon as I saw the Master’s hand.

His big, strong hands, which were completely different from mine, seemed to tell me the difference between ‘male’ and ‘female’.

Gulp-

I knew instinctively.

Once I felt my Master’s fingers, I was never satisfied, no matter how much my body ached.

“Ahhhh….Ian!…Ahhhh…Ahh..!”

Knowing I was being presumptuous, but unable to resist the ‘itch’ and ‘pleasure’, I opened my mouth…

“…What?”

Her Master smiled as if he knew this would happen.

“Look… It!.. Nooo!… Oh… fleshlight..!… Bo, It.. Inside!… It… Itches!.. Small… Fingers. I can’t reach it!”

“So?”

“Ha…huah!…bwa…!I…Ian!…please…please!!”

I bowed my head to plead with my Master.

Rattling-!

“Ah…! Ugh.. keuhuhheuk..!!”

It was only then that I realized that even after my right arm was released, I had been concentrating on soothing my ache rather than releasing the other parts.

“I…Ian…!..Haaaa!!..please!…Oh, Onahol…It!!..Nooo!…So…please! …Ian’s…fingers!…more…please…please…”

“…You…stupid bitch.”

“Ah… Ugh…!… Sigh!… Yes!… Yes!… I-I’m… an idiot… bitch!… So… Please… Heuk! …Keuhiiik!!♥”

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk!

As expected, the Master’s hand felt far better than mine.

“Ah..♥Aaaaa!!…♥Ahh!…Ah…Ahh!..♥…Uh..How did you do it!!♥..How come!♥”

…But this time, it still didn’t reach the innermost part.

-A stupid bitch.

The Master’s words weren’t just meant to demean me.

“Hmph!!!♥…stupid…bitch..!…I’m…stupid…bitch!!!!!!

I was only being called names because I was actually being a stupid bitch.

If this fleshlight was going to be a stupid bitch and beg anyway…

I should have begged for a ‘dick’ instead of a finger from the start.

‘Ah…♥Kkeuheu..!!♥…Uh..What should I do..!..Kkeuha!♥’

After all, he had already shown mercy once, so why would he be so gracious if I begged again?

Wouldn’t she be tied up and thrown away this time for being insolent?

“Fingers aren’t enough, are they?”

“Ahhhhhh!…Ahhhh!…I…Ian!…”

“You want me to go deeper than this, don’t you?”

Zzzzzzzz-

After saying that, the Master lowered his pants.

“Hooa!…ah!…ah…!”

I learned that the mark of a superior male was that his mere presence stopped a female in her tracks.

“What…don’t you need to fuck?”

“No!!..♥Ah..No fuck!!!!..I..I need it!!!…Please..!!.Please!!..Hehe..!!…Oh…fleshlight.Pussy!!…Push, please!!..This..Ian!!…With your dick!!..Kkuh…Pick it!!…This… If it goes on like this!!…I…I…I’m…going to break down…I can’t bear it…Please…please…!…Sigh!!”

Squeak-!

I wondered if he didn’t like my plea.

“It’s breaking…”

The Master who grabbed my hair whispered in a low voice.

“But… You wanted to be ‘destroyed’.”

“….keuheuk?!!”

I gasped.

How much did the Master know?

No matter how powerful he was, wasn’t this beyond the realm of human calculation?

Wasn’t it the same with the gallery?

As if it were a matter of course, my Master knew that the ‘JusticeMagicalGirl■’ was ‘Laplace Mayflower’.

This was not something that could be expressed through calculations…

The all-knowing power of the Master.

“───Ah.

Why did I only realize this now?

He was a Blessed Person.

A person who possessed an immense blessing that didn’t even compare to my Judgment.

Could it even be compared to the ‘foresight’ that the saints of the past were said to possess?

No…

Even the ‘foreknowledge’ was said to be nothing more than seeing fragments of the future.

A mere ‘foreknowledge’ would not be able to accomplish something like the Master, who seems to have the world at his fingertips.

If I dared to name his blessing, I would call it omniscience.

“…How…how…how much…?”

I couldn’t even begin to fathom the number of people he was deceiving.

No, it must all be a facade, because even I hadn’t noticed the Master’s ‘omniscience’ until this moment.

I was utterly convinced.

One day, the moment the Master reveals his true nature, the empire will crumble instantly.

“Heh…!…heh…heh….!…heh…heh-heh-heh!!”

“….”

By this point, I found myself laughing.

I realized how absurd I must have looked in front of my master, who knew me better than I knew myself.

To him, I was merely a subhuman ‘stupid fleshlight’.

I wondered if the child, Evelyn, was aware of my master’s true nature?

‘No… I don’t know.’

If she recognized the Master’s greatness, she would never act that way.

-Only I know what lies beyond your mask.

The moment I realized that, the ecstasy that surged in my mind spread throughout my body.

‘…I, I must be the first apostle!’

It wasn’t that I desired power.

I didn’t care if it was as an fleshlight, livestock, or a piece of furniture, as long as I could be by the Master’s side.

…But later, when the Master removed his mask.

I couldn’t bear the thought of a ‘female’ who didn’t understand his greatness being favored over me.

Kwak!

“Ha…”

Just imagining that scenario brought back the chill in my head.

And with that chill, I moved my hand.

‘Ah! Ian…!’

‘Awe’ for my master, who had seemingly abandoned the knife, but had actually placed it within my reach.

Swoosh- Creep- Creep- Creak-

After cutting all the ropes that bound me, I knelt before my master, clasped my hands together, and spoke with sincerity.

“…Great…Ian…I…offer…all…of…Laplace…Mayflower…to…you…so…please… allow…this…foolish…fleshlight…to…serve…you…”

“….”

I prayed, desperate to be allowed to serve Ian, even though I felt unqualified to do so.

“Look up…”

“….”

Rejection.

Or perhaps acceptance.

I couldn’t tell.

The Master perceived so much more in the same thing, discerning numerous intentions in a single word.

It felt blasphemous even to attempt to guess his intentions.

Swish-swish-swish.

“Good girl.”

“…Oh?”

The world faded to black as the Master’s hand caressed my head, akin to petting a pet.

‘Ah!♥…Aaaah!…Hua!♥…Huaaa!!♥♥’

Here I was, just a ‘stupid fleshlight,’ and yet he treated me like a ‘pet’!

What a merciful person he was!

“Thank you! Thank you! I will serve you all my life! I will serve you all my life! Until I die! No…even beyond death! …Oh, only…Ian!…I will serve you!..Ah…Ahh!…Sigh…Ah..Thank you!!”

Sshhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

I silently vowed as I felt my Master’s touch.

My love.

My light.

My soul.

My life.

My joy.

My dreams.

My rest.

My God.

…my eternal ruler.

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