Chapter 65

EP.65 A Story of a Muscular Giant and a Female Brat Enjoying Realistic SM Play

Of course, it varies depending on the situation,

but in most cases, how immersed a user is in a game directly translates to the developer's profit.

After all, most gamers are willing to open their wallets for the games they love.

To increase the immersion of users playing the game,

the developers of Rainbow Tales devised various methods.

One of these methods was to directly get involved in the establishment and maintenance of professional gaming teams and leagues.

However, what I am about to talk about is a bit different from that,

it was the world-building.

Around two or three years after the game had been in service,

the game, which had received explosive global response, announced the establishment of its world.

What was once just a battle of six against six, where everyone would rush in with swords and spells,

became, at least nominally, a noble duel and war among great heroes, upholding honor, beliefs, and things they could not give up.

As I said, for the sake of the gamers' immersion.

Stories that were scattered like broken glass fragments began to be tied together into a few grand episodes, branching out like tree branches.

The story of the Holy Emperor and the Four Dragons,

the epic of the White Tower Master and the one who cut a star with a sword,

the holy war initiated by the Vatican against the Demon of the Seven Sins,

the witch trying to bring a season beyond winter and the appearance of the extermination squad to stop her,

the dwarves wandering in search of the mysterious flame and the war of the barbarian warriors ruling the desert nation...

A few major events even appeared as maps, allowing users to participate in the epics,

and before long, the game and its world became inseparable.

Years have passed in real time since the world-building was established,

and now, there is no user who feels awkward calling their character a great hero.

So, even though this is just a game where the best mouse and keyboard skills are pitted against each other,

it is also a bloody struggle where each hero's beliefs clash, creating an epic that will be remembered in history.

Branching tree branches.

The developers' catchphrase was that it was up to the users to continue the story.

It's your turn now.

...

And I am playing the game right now.

It's unlikely,

but I really hoped that the game I was playing wouldn't be entangled in the story.

It's really unlikely,

but with the sudden recollection of the developers' words, I just indulged in such a futile worry.

If, really if,

the slogan were to be presented to the epic unfolding before my eyes, what kind of sentence would it be?

I thought about it.

I thought about it a lot.

But no matter how desperately I tried to think,

only one sentence came to mind.

A story of a muscular giant and a female brat enjoying realistic SM play.

"...."

I felt a bit dizzy.

...

...

...

Maybe it was the rare concept play that got me excited.

[ Mesgaki: Is it already over? ♥ ]

I was furiously typing in the chat without even realizing it.

I must have accumulated a lot of stress over the past while.

[ Mesgaki: Huh? ♥ ]

[ Mesgaki: Loser? ♥ ]

Solomon said that breaking something would help me feel better,

but even he didn't seem to catch the hidden desire within me.

Being hit feels better than hitting.

Being tormented feels better than tormenting.

Just to clarify in case someone misunderstands,

I'm talking about the character concept.

Really.

"...."

Anyway,

I was finally relieving my stress.

[ Mesgaki: I don't feel anything from this kind of thing. ♥ ]

- Scream!

The expression "the opposite of what was written in the chat" perfectly fits the situation.

The pain value had risen so high that the female brat was now shedding tears,

and she was screaming at the top of her lungs, filling the speakers.

She was thrown to the ground, face down, with her head pressed into the ground,

and her buttocks were forcibly raised...

Crack!

Her buttocks were being hit so hard that they were turning red.

The opponent's hand, large and rough, seemed far too much for the small-framed girl to bear.

Smack! Crack!

- Gasp, choke...

The brat, who could no longer even moan properly due to the intense pain, was only able to make stifled sounds.

- Cough!

Her head was stomped on, and the girl, trembling, soon became docile.

Her silky, lustrous black hair was now covered in dirt, looking disheveled.

Her smooth, healthy skin, which had once been full of vitality, was now covered in deep blue and purple bruises from being hit all over her body,

and her face, which had once looked cute and pretty, was now a mess of tears and snot, making it hard to look at.

So the score was,

a perfect one hundred.

To be honest,

if I had won the game, I would never have done something like this.

But I lost.

I lost, badly.

Let's recall the situation just a moment ago.

I started the game as soon as the muscle-bound warrior entered.

I had a rough idea of the opponent's skill level,

and I knew that I couldn't win with this character,

but I was so immersed in controlling the Mesgaki character, who was designed to lose, that I naturally did so.

The match began,

and I had the upper hand at first.

The opponent's warrior was much slower compared to the agile female brat, and he was helplessly toyed with by the character who moved swiftly.

Whenever he tried to grab her with his unique grappling technique, she would slip away like a flying squirrel and reappear behind him,

punching and kicking him and moving so quickly that it left him breathless.

However, the result was as I had initially predicted.

Isn't it obvious what would happen to David when he charges at Goliath with bare hands?

Even though I had the upper hand at the start, this character had a fatal flaw.

No weapon.

With her small body, it was difficult to deliver the final blow that would cut off the opponent's air supply.

So, my options were limited.

Grapple.

The thought led to action, and the female brat found an opening to kick the giant's body in a somewhat awkward manner.

Kick up.

Pretending to do so, she planned to climb onto his neck and strangle him with her legs.

The opponent was slow compared to the brat, and my strategy seemed to be working.

Planning to wrap her legs around his neck like a snake and strangle him tightly,

wrap her legs around his neck like a snake and strangle him firmly...

...

Wrap her legs around his neck like a snake...?

...

...

...

It was then that I realized the muscular warrior had no neck.

The character had no neck.

Not that his head was missing,

but his shoulder muscles were so excessively developed that the area where a neck should be was completely covered in muscle, making it impossible to strangle him.

Her smooth legs lost their target,

sliding off his shoulders.

And at that moment, the opponent's warrior moved more quickly than he had shown before.

He grabbed the brat's ankles, which were raised high as she tried to climb onto his neck, and slammed her to the ground.

Bang.

I knew I would lose, but this was unexpected.

The match was decided there.

But the game didn't end.

"Pervert..."

A muttered word I didn't realize I had said.

The opponent then climbed on top of the brat and began to strangle her.

Just as I thought he would let go before the death judgment appeared,

he changed positions, doing as he pleased.

He punched her stomach hard, making her vomit,

slapped her cheeks repeatedly, making them swell,

and now he was pushing her down, stomping on her head, and beating her buttocks.

The female brat, like a kite pulled by a taut string, had no choice but to endure all of his actions.

Well, since I lost.

This is within the range of the winner's rights, right? Yeah.

...I wish he would hit her more.

Make her cry more.

Since I lost, do as you please...

But not just like that.

It doesn't fit the character concept.

[ Mesgaki: Dick♡ Loser♡ ]

[ Mesgaki: It's not over yet♡ ]

[ Mesgaki: I'll never surrender♡ ]

It's a rule among female brats to stubbornly refuse to accept defeat and maintain their pride.

[ MuscleOptimizedSixYearTrainee: Oooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ]

The opponent seemed to share my sentiment.

The brat, despite her small body, had a relatively large buttocks and pelvis,

not as much as a saint,

but the curves in her lower body were abnormal compared to her body type, making her a pleasure to watch.

Even as she hiccupped and cried, her raised buttocks trembled seductively,

and just thinking about what emotions the character would feel if she were a real person filled my chest with a satisfying warmth.

Ah. Just watching relieved all my stress.

And after some time,

the match finally ended.

The brat must have been hit on her buttocks more than a hundred times.

Her body, battered by various forms of violence, and her pitiful face, which made me want to hug her,

flickered on the screen one last time before it went dark.

The transition to the waiting room.

[ MuscleOptimizedSixYearTrainee: . ]

[ MuscleOptimizedSixYearTrainee: Phew ]

Even though it was just chat, it felt like the opponent's emotions were being conveyed.

The exhaustion that only someone who had poured their all into the game could feel was palpable.

This guy knows his stuff.

He knows how to properly mess up a cocky girl.

I finished by,

adding the eyes to the nearly completed dragon painting.

[ Mesgaki: Well ]

[ Mesgaki: I did it wrong ]

[ Mesgaki: I won't misbehave anymore... ]

Typos are standard,

and the key is to delete the hearts that automatically type at the end of sentences with backspaces.

[ PreparingAHaremInThisWorldForOldAge: Hey, you crazy ]

[ PreparingAHaremInThisWorldForOldAge: What are you two doing, damn it, really ]

[ PreparingAHaremInThisWorldForOldAge: This isn't a porn game, right? ]

[ PreparingAHaremInThisWorldForOldAge: Where did the noble struggle of the great heroes go, damn it ]

Whoa.

Outsiders, step aside.

[ MuscleOptimizedSixYearTrainee: I understand why people get so obsessed with this... ]

[ MuscleOptimizedSixYearTrainee: This is what it means to be a pervert... ]

[ PreparingAHaremInThisWorldForOldAge: No, you crazy bastard!!!!! ]

[ MuscleOptimizedSixYearTrainee: CEX ]

Author's Note (Author's Afterword)

Mesgaki part, done!

Thank you for reading.

Originally, it takes two days to write one episode, and it would be completed by 11 or 12 PM, or even early morning,

but this time, I enjoyed writing it so much that it came out a bit faster than expected.

I want to torment the female brat more... I want to hit her and make her cry...

But I also want to start the story of the saint soon, so I'll put this on hold for now.

Thank you for always reading,

and I'll be back on Saturday night, every other day!