I Became a Gallery Manager in Another World - Chapter 50: Accidental Assault (3)

TW: Sexual Violence

[Justice’s Magical Girl Guestbook]

Justice’s Magical Girl■ : Irresponsible Ejaculation Inside : ★★★★★★★★★★ – Secret Post

Justice’s Magical Girl■ : Photo of Face After Being Assaulted : ★★★★★ – Secret Post

Justice’s Magical Girl■ : Choking + Peeing in Fear: ★★★★★★ – Secret Post

“….?”

My head went blank as I saw the updated guestbook.

To anyone, this would seem beyond just being mentally strong.

The secret posts almost make it seem like she’s looking forward to being assaulted, doesn’t it?

‘…Could it be?’

I had been so distracted by accidentally assaulting Laplace that I haven’t opened Sextaterus yet…

Gulp-

Feeling an inexplicable tension, I whispered in my mind.

‘Open Sextaterus.’

“….”

After Ian left, Laplace, who had been maintaining her naked bowing posture, finally got up.

Swoosh-

As she wiped her face with her hand, hardened blood from her nose and tears came off.

“…Ha.”

Laplace, with her red eyes sparkling, let out a hollow laugh.

Was her being assaulted all an act?

Absolutely not.

She was truly terrified to the point of peeing, genuinely trying to protect her ‘beliefs’.

But…

Like two sides of a coin, Laplace also harbored a desire to be assaulted.

To be precise, her beliefs were shattered by primal violence. She wanted to be used as a ‘dominator’s’ outlet for sexual desire.

Press─

The lower abdomen, where Ian had hit her, still throbbed in pain.

‘…A perfect belly punch.’

Just like the perfect 100-point belly punch she experienced in a recent dream…

Maybe even surpassing it, a 120-point belly punch that her body involuntarily accepted at the moment it happened.

“؁؁؁!?!♥”

She had finally found the ‘dominator’ she had been waiting for.

“Guk…!.Hek!!..He..ha..Hua…th…this!!…Cowardly!…Bastard!”

Yet, while her body may have submitted, Laplace’s convictions did not break.

‘…Not yet…aha!…Just, just…one belly punch… isn’t enough!♥’

The ‘convictions’ Laplace had built up weren’t weak enough to collapse from just one belly punch.

At that moment, as Laplace was about to grasp her sword again to realize justice.

“Kkheuk! Huk!!..Kkheukhek-!”

A hellish ‘choking’ and ‘baptism of violence’ was unleashed.

Shiver, shiver, shiver-

Just recalling it made her body tremble in fear, her breath quicken, and tears uncontrollably flow.

“Ah…Ahah…Guk!….Hua..!..Hik…Ah!…Kkeuk…Huk…!…Ah… can’t… can’t take it…!”

[Take Photo], [Take Photo], [Take Photo]

Even in such a situation, Laplace couldn’t contain her rising excitement.

“Kkheuk!..♥Guk!!..Huit….Euk!….Huiiik!.♥.Eik!..Kk..more…moreet…!♥”

Drip- Drip-

Seeing her own miserable face, battered and assaulted, Laplace pleasured herself.

Despite such a twisted sexual nature, Laplace had no unfortunate past.

From royal lineage, exceptional beauty, and inherent blessings to a happy family, Laplace lacked nothing.

If forced to pick, her elder sister, seven years her senior, was almost certain to inherit the throne, but Laplace had never desired it.

Instead, she diligently worked to uphold justice and be the sword that protects her sister, as her mother had taught her.

However…

“Lady Laplace is undoubtedly a genius who will leave a mark in history!”

“Amazing, Lady Laplace!”

“To defeat a high-level demon at your age! Truly, you are Lady Laplace!”

Despite all the praise and victories, a part of Laplace’s heart always felt empty.

‘…Why?’

Young Laplace couldn’t understand the reason.

Why did she feel this emptiness when she could have anything she wished for?

“Hehehe… You worked hard again today, Laplace.”

“…Yes, sister. Thank you.”

Laplace’s doubts only grew as she observed her sister, who always seemed happy.

‘…Could it be that I desire the throne? No, that can’t be… I am…’

Thus, troubled by an inexplicable emptiness, one day a gallery appeared before Laplace.

[■■Gallery]

[Seems like the Rose Trading Company is having a big sale this time?][5]

[Mesugaki Witch – Worth Watching?][7]

[I bet my honor and left lung, here are 3 pictures of pure maidens][6]

[Recent academy student uniforms are quite revealing.jpg][0]

[Oh…][8]

[Collection of exciting pictures posted on a late night][7]

“…Trivial.”

Laplace briefly browsed but found nothing but worthless posts.

Deciding it was a waste of time to linger in such a dump, she was about to permanently erase the gallery from her memory when…

[Author: Saanagi■]

[Magical Girl Urara Episode 74][14]

(Hik!…Kehe…Cowardly…Kuk…)

(It’s not cowardice, it’s being smart, you idiot.)

(Justice will…never..Khehek!)

(Ha, can’t do anything without transforming)

Thump thump-!

(Ke.!.Hue…Kek…!Ah..No..!..!)

(What do you mean no!)

(Guk!..Stop!..Khek!…Guk!…Choke!..The…belly!…Enough!…Give..it!..Khehek!)

(This is the difference between ‘female’ and ‘male’. It’s predetermined from birth!)

Thump thump thump-!!

—Laplace encountered her fate.

Thump thump thump thump thump─!!!

Her wildly beating heart was screaming.

This was what would fill the void in Laplace Mapleflower.

‘…No…it can’t be!…That.. That’s impossible!..Ho…How can..!..This..this vulgar…!’

Despite her mind’s desperate denial, her instincts pulled Laplace’s hand between her legs.

‘…Yes…Absolutely…I..I can’t..like this!…Kkeuhueek─!?!!♥♥♥’

Drip-! Drip-!

Engrossed in her first act of masturbation, Laplace had to admit it.

Soft skin and large amounts of fat that were useless in battle!

No matter how much you resisted, if semen was forcibly injected, the womb was impregnated!

From birth, females were inferior beings, existing only to be dominated by males!!

Laplace decided to share this profound realization with her beloved sister.

“Sister!”

“Hmm? What is it, Laplace?”

“I… I’ve had an incredible realization! So…”

Laplace excitedly shared her epiphany but was met with her sister’s cold expression, causing her to lower her head.

“Si…sister?”

“…Laplace.”

“Yes….”

“You seem to be in a lot of pain. I’ll call a healer, so don’t do anything and rest today.”

“No! That’s not it! Sister!”

“Enough! Haven’t you seen my relationship with Terra? Men and women are not like that. They should… love and respect each other. Let’s pretend I didn’t hear what you said today and never mention it again.”

For the first time, Laplace was denied by her sister.

“But sister…”

“Laplace! Don’t ever bring this up again. Understand?”

“…Yes, sister.”

Being negated by her always affirming sister meant she couldn’t be affirmed by anyone else.

Crack-

‘… I’ll prove my sister wrong!’

From that day, Laplace, devoid of emotions, became obsessed with realizing ‘justice’ like ‘Magical Girl Urara’.

Losing or being assaulted meant nothing.

The greatest pleasure was born at the moment when her unyielding convictions finally broke.

Thus, Laplace entered the Sacred Academy, hoping to find her ‘dominator’.

However…

No one at the academy could satisfy Laplace.

There were hardly any ‘villains’ in the Sacred Academy to oppose ‘justice’, and the few who existed didn’t resist at all.

“I… I’m sorry!”

“Please forgive me!!”

As if on cue, everyone bowed and apologized whenever Laplace appeared.

‘…Trash.’

Trash, trash, trash, trash, trash!

All of them were trash, unworthy of being ‘dominators’.

No one even attempted to subdue Laplace.

It was inevitable.

Laplace was the ‘top student,’ a ‘princess,’ and the ‘head of discipline.’

‘No…I need…stronger…justice!’

Tormented by the fact that no one could subdue her, Laplace became even more obsessed with the school rules.

The sexual misconduct that she blackmailed Ian with inside the academy?

In truth, as the rules merely prohibited impure relationships, nobody cared about them.

Fundamentally, Goddess Elise was lenient towards sexual activities, and with most students being adults, expulsion due to sexual activities was laughable.

Before Laplace joined the discipline committee, the attitude was to avoid getting caught, and even if caught, the consequences were mild warnings or light punishments.

Despite knowing this, Laplace harshly punished any cases of ‘impure relationships’.

Thump- Thump-

It was an academy filled with males and females in heat.

Her strict repression of sexual desires was an attempt to provoke someone to explode, but…

‘Why!…Why!…Why!!!’

Still, no one resisted.

Instead, due to Laplace, the school’s atmosphere truly shifted towards avoiding ‘impure relationships’ to the point where sexual activities within the academy almost disappeared.

“…No!…This isn’t what I wanted!”

While Laplace, becoming increasingly desolate, was patrolling a restricted area in search of a ‘villain’…

“Ah! Seriously! We’re going to be late!”

“It’s not too late yet! Just run faster!”

“See…! Hey! That’s why I told you not to play around in the shower!”

She discovered Ian.

With his tall stature, blonde hair, and black eyes, Ian looked like the ‘Golden Sun’ personified by reality.

Thump-! Thump-!

Above all, the numerous condoms and traces of lovemaking found in the old teacher’s duty room suggested his strong sexual desire.

‘…This man might be it!’

Ian could be the ‘dominator’ she was looking for.

Laplace approached Ian with that thought.

…And was disappointed.

At first, he seemed to fight back well, but as soon as Evelyn was grabbed and threatened, he quickly surrendered.

‘Was he…not it…this time too…’

One cannot become a ‘dominator’ by submitting to a ‘female’.

So, when Ian declared his innocence the next day, she didn’t even bother to expect anything.

If he wasn’t the dominator, it didn’t matter either way.

“Shut up, you idiot. You walked into a trap, and now you act tough.”

Thump- Thump-

Was it because she had no expectations that sudden hope arose?

When Ian insulted her, Laplace almost laughed unintentionally.

‘…No!!’

But she couldn’t afford this mindset.

To find the true ‘dominator,’ she had to fight back with ‘justice’ and ‘convictions,’ considering all her efforts so far.

“Justice does not fail as long as convictions are not broken.”

With that resolve, she used ‘judgment’, but…

“I… I’m sorry… for being… impudent… towards Master…♥…Ah…from now on…Laplace Mapleflower will…be used…as an onahole…whenever Master desires…♥”

She was utterly defeated.

Initially weaker in force, but through a perfect trap set up with meticulous acting, and unrelenting violence that didn’t stop even with tears and begging for mercy, she was subdued.

Squish-! Squish-!

“Ah..!♥Hu, huh..!..Huk..!..Hua♥…Guk…!Kek..!♥”

Remembering her onahole vow, Laplace, with her vagina still full of semen, stimulated herself while choking her own neck.

‘…Ack!♥….Can’t!♥…Impossible!!♥’

Her pleasure-seeking act was mere child’s play compared to the ‘dominator’s’ grip, which seemed ready to take a ‘female’s’ life if it meant achieving his pleasure.

“Ah..Agony!♥…Ku…Hug♥…Ut!…Go..Going!….while being…choked..!!..Gaat-!♥..Khiik!!♥”

Squirt-!

But…

Even this level of pleasure was enough for an ‘onahole’ to climax.

“…He♥…Hue…He!…Job♥”

Laplace softly laughed while sucking on her fingers that were covered with love juices and semen.