Fate: A Dragon's Journey - Chapter 87: Master of Breast Valley

A/N: The best chapter name ever.

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[‘Partners’ Authority activated…]

[Authority acquired: Master of Breast Valley.]

‘What?’

He checked on the skill in his status.

Master of Breast Valley

Sakura and your passion came together to form a separate, living pocket dimension within Sakura’s hollow soul.

It is possible to store and retrieve objects inside Sakura’s pocket dimension known as Breast Valley. The pocket space under your control will increase with your familiarity with the region.

Commands — Store, Withdraw, Trash.

Haruki pushed Sakura’s shoulders. Sure enough there was a red horned imprint right above her cleavage like a pair of draconic horns. Her big breasts held a pocket dimension now, which could expand as he became more familiar with its concept.

Sakura regained her consciousness after the mutual orgasm. She placed a hand on his chest, exhausted, even though she had five times the endurance of an average person.

“Senpai… your dragon cum is strong… I almost felt Kama’s presence right there.”

“Girl, I told you something like this would happen. You didn’t listen.”

Sakura pushed her body and pecked at his lips. “I have to force it now… if Senpai keeps getting stronger like this, I’d be left behind. I won’t be able to bear your child in the future.”

The talk progressed toward her motivation to become stronger, suddenly changing its course to her bearing a child. He was confused, flabbergasted.

“Why do you want a child?”

Sakura meekly nodded. “I want a baby dragon… just like Senpai.”

Haruki stared at her, skeptical. He brought up his status and peered into her thoughts.

Sakura Matou: A descendant of the Tohsaka Family and inheritor of the Matou family.

-Current status — I’m so happy to get his seed. With his child, I won’t be pushed aside! I-Is it going to be a real dragon?

-Relationship Status — 199/100

-Species — Human, Divine Spirit

-Age — 17, Uncountable

-Gender — Female

-Height, Weight — 158cm/47kg

-Alignment — Neutral Good

-Parameters

Strength: 10 (E)

Endurance: 10 (E)

Agility: 10 (E)

Magical energy: 35 (B-)

Luck: 20 (D)

-Authorities

Master of Breast Valley (Shared with you)

-Noble Phantasm

None

-Skills

Sorcery Trait: Conversion [A]

Sorcery Element: Hollow [A]

Sorcery Element: Water [E]

Cooking [D]

Blessing of the Goddess [C]

Medea barely crossed the 100 mark recently, and Sakura almost reached 200. Medea could sacrifice her life for him, her devotion surpassed the ordinary. What lengths would Sakura go for him? Haruki couldn’t imagine.

Her current thoughts made him smile wryly.

‘This little vixen.’

She could stay relevant if she gave birth to his child—such was her thought. He couldn’t ever comprehend how she came to this conclusion with all his attention and care. He must be lacking in conveying his feelings.

“You got these massive honkers but you’re so immature inside.” Haruki grabbed her tits, squeezing them with his rough hands. “Do you think I’d push you aside after everything I did?”

His tone was brimming with fury. Sakura panicked, her eyes glistening with tears.

“S-Senpai, I’m sorry… I won’t do it again.”

“There is only one way of forgiveness for you.”

Sakura keenly listened to his way of forgiveness, only to be lifted up and slammed down on his cock.

“Ahhh. It’s touching a w-weird place..”

“I enjoy being with you. I’ll carve those feelings in your voluptuous body.”

Sakura moaned, pleasure overwhelming her mind. She couldn’t say a word under his tormenting thrusts.

He didn’t let her rest even after an hour. It was the cost of doubting him.

When all was said and done, Sakura was lying beside him, all sweaty and soft like a puddle of jelly.

“Senpai…”

“Be quiet for a second. I’m trying something.”

For testing purposes, he tore a part of the bedsheet and willed the cloth to be sent to the pocket dimension.

“Store.”

The cloth disappeared from his hand, and Sakura’s imprint briefly glowed. He thought about the same cloth and muttered, “Withdraw.”

The cloth returned to his hand.

‘Sakura is my inventory.’

Of all the ways to achieve an inventory, this one was the most bizarre and unexpected. The name Breast Valley reminded Haruki of the innocently monster and masochist version of Sakura named Passionlip. The creation of BB had bigger breasts than Sakura, nearly twice her size to be precise. Aside from their tragic background, they shared no similarities.

Sakura rubbed the draconic imprint which she couldn’t see due to its position. “My chest is tingling… I can feel Haruki-senpai’s love here.”

She asked nothing about his magic trick as if she already made up her mind about her tickling chest.

Haruki steeled his expression and explained the little he knew about his new authority.

“B-Breast Valley? How lewd, Senpai…”

“…”

“Senpai can store things inside me. He’ll use me like a living storehouse.”

Her smile looked so radiant, as if being used by him brought her immense happiness. Kama choosing Sakura wasn’t any coincidence. Sakura was a goddess of love and devotion.

“Don’t you feel the pocket dimension in your chest?”

“I don’t…”

It seemed like only he could access the pocket dimension.

“Senpai, do you like my purple hair or my current white one?”

“White hair and red eyes combo is fabulous. I love it.”

He revealed his honest thoughts about her appearance. Sakura with purple hair was cute and homely but her white hair and red eyes transformed her into a breathtaking beauty.

Sakura nuzzled her cheeks on his chest, grinning like a fool. His answer satisfied her soul.