The Impersonating Daimaou Wants to be Hated (WN): Chapter 24

 

Chapter 24: Aquim Bonvoul's Identity

 I feel and look terrible, but I can't stay like this forever. First of all, I should do something about Noroliana.

 As I stood up, I took another look at my appearance and couldn't help but smile wryly. The shirt I was wearing was ripped off, my pants were undone, and a stream of bodily fluids, which may or may not be my own, was running down my crotch from my lower abdomen.

"Yare, yare. We both look terrible."

 I covered my front with my white coat, the only one that was still intact, and went to my kohai, whose clothes were also in tatters except for her white coat. I gently touched her body and felt there was a pulse. It was a shame that she had been raped, but she had resisted properly, and above all, I breathed a sigh of relief that we were lucky to have survived.

"All that's left is to call for help......"

 I wanted my kohai's appearance to be a little more acceptable before calling for help.

"Noroliana. Hey, Noroliana? Pull yourself together. Noroliana?"

 Since there were no external injuries, I tapped Noroliana on the cheek a few times for the time being. I continued to call out to her without worrying about the semen of Aquim Bonvoul, which was still on her body.

"Ah, s-sen... pai?"

 After calling out several times, Noroliana regained consciousness unexpectedly easily.

"Is everything all right? Do you feel any discomfort in your body? How well do you understand the current situation?"

"I, right... senpai? What... ahh. I see, senpai too..."

"Oh. I killed Aquim Bonvoul. But..."

"You became Aquim-sama's slave, right?"

"……Ha?"

 As I was still in disbelief at these unexpected words, Noroliana raised herself up, put her arms around my waist, and hugged me.

"Hey. What are you doing?"

"Ahh. Senpai. Senpai. You got such a nasty juice coming down from your pussy, and no matter how strong and cool you are, senpai is also a bitch like me."

 Noroliana, with her arms around my waist and her face in my stomach, steadily descended.

"No, stop it. That part is..."

"Hmm ~ ~... I can faintly smell blood. Fufu. You were a virgin like me after all."

"H-hey. Don't lick such a place!"

 I am at a loss as to how to respond to Noroliana's unexpected behavior.

"Now, senpai. Let's serve Aquim-sama together! Where is Aquim-sama?"

"You need to calm down a little, Noroliana. You are confused. And I killed Aquim Bonvoul. I can only imagine what you went through, but you don't have to do his bidding anymore."

"Kill... ed?"

 Sensing something dangerous in Noroliana's eyes as she looked up at me, I forcefully undid her arm around my waist and moved away from her.

"For your sake, I'll say it again, Noroliana. You are confused. Don't think about it now, just rest. I'll take care of the rest......"

"Ahahahahahaha!! S-senpai! T-that's, stop joking! Hyahahahaha!! M-my stomach hurts!!"

 As if interrupting my words, Noroliana suddenly burst out laughing and started rolling on the floor with her stomach in her hands. A cold chill ran down my spine in the face of the sudden eccentricity of my kohai.

"W-what's so funny? Can you tell me about it?"

 Was it a temporary delirium caused by being raped, or was she completely mentally ill? Either way, I decided it would be better for me to take Noroliana's consciousness away from her when I saw an opening.

"Hihihihi... b-because, senpai... pupu... Aquim-sama died, it's a funny joke. Funny, too funny."

"It's not a joke. Look at the pile of weapons lying behind me. That one over there is ......."

"Ahh. Fuu. Fuu. I don't need to see that to know that Aquim-sama's okay.... Haa. I laughed. I laughed. It's been a long time since I laughed so much. I know you're asking me to look at it, but shouldn't you be the one who should be looking at it?"

 Noroliana then stood up and took off her white robe, the only one that was still intact, and wiped off the semen from her body with it. She then took off her skirt and all the clothes that had been torn by Aquim Bonvoul, and threw them and the robe into a corner of the room.

"......You can put this on."

 I took off my white robe and tried to hand it to Noroliana, who had suddenly undressed, but she did not accept it.

"Ahh. Thank you, but I'm fine. I'm sure you're thinking that I'm crazy because I was raped by Aquim-sama, right? Well, it's true that I've been completely destroyed by Aquim-sama, so it's not wrong to say that I'm crazy. But, by the looks of it, you haven't accepted it yet, right?"

"...What are you talking about?"

 Perhaps it was because we were both still not calm yet after the incident, but I felt that our conversation was not going well. However, it is in times like these that I should be patient and not lose my temper.

 Without regard to my intentions, Noroliana smiled like a child bragging about a toy she had been given.

"Here. This. It is the proof that I belong to Aquim-sama."

 When Noroliana released a spell, something inside her began to glow in response to the power. The pattern, carved directly into the depths of her flesh. This is...

"Slave crest!? No, but..."

 I slowly approached Noroliana and touched her skin, which was glowing.

"I-Impossible, this complexity. And above all... w-what? What is this powerful curse? How on earth did you?"

 The slave crests written all over Noroliana's body were made by a highly advanced technique that made "Tears of the Maiden" look like a work of a child, and above all, by a too strong, too powerful curse.

"How do you like it? Isn't it amazing? It's absolutely impossible to disarm this thing, right? I mean, it's totally not a work by a human. If someone carves something this amazing, one would think to just give up, right? Do you understand, senpai? I'm already Aquim-sama's slave. I'll shake my ass anytime if I want to be liked by Aquim-sama, I'm really looking forward to working with you."

 Although she had fallen into a slave, which she had despised, there was not even a glimmer of sorrow in her voice, on the contrary, Noroliana's face was so euphoric that it looked as if she was truly intoxicated by her current circumstances.

 It was amazing to see how much he could change the egoistic Noroliana in such a short period of time. I was in awe of Aquim Bonvoul's magic, and at the same time, I was about to thank my lucky stars that I was able to defeat such an opponent...... when I suddenly noticed something.

"Noroliana! Speaking of which, you said earlier that you didn't need me to tell you to know that Aquim Bonvoul is safe, right? What did you mean by that?"

"Yeah. I can feel Aquim-sama's power from this slave crest. Senpai should also accept it as soon as possible. Become the property of the Absolute. If you don't know how wonderful it is, you're missing out on so much in life as a woman. Isn't that right? Aquim-sama?"

 Ba-dump*. My heart jumped. Wait, wait, wait, wait! Noroliana's last words......who did she tell it?

 Noroliana's eyes were looking slightly off me, as though there was someone beside or behind me. If I turned around and saw no one, I really hoped that Noroliana was mentally ill and was just talking to no one.

 But I guess our instincts as living creatures make us do that, and we usually don't deviate from the premonition we feel at such times.

 When I turned around, there stood a figure covered by weapons like a steel hedgehog.

"!?"

 I swallowed my scream. No way? No way!? There was no way he could have survived with weapons summoned directly into his body, even if he had prevented it before the spell was triggered.

 No matter what race it belongs to, it would not be able to escape death if it was hit by it. And yet, and yet...

 Crunch*, crunch*. Crunch*, crunch*.

"Hii!?"

 I can hear that sound again. My feet naturally started to retreat. If I didn't, something terrible would come out of the weapons and attack me at any moment. I trembled with such fear.

 Crunch*, crunch*. Crunch*, crunch*ーー.

 Slowly, I continue to retreat. I cannot run. The fear that if I run, this silent friction will soon be broken and slow me down like a tortoise.

 Crunch*, crunch*. Crunch*ーー.

 Stop. I stopped when the sound stopped. I gulp down my saliva. Sweat ran down my cheeks.

 Ba-dump*. Ba-dump*.

 The sound of my heart was bothering me. I feel as if my whole body is about to turn to stone from nervousness and fear. One second feels like an eternity. But there is no way that feeling will last forever...

"Haa... it's not delicious after all."

"Eh?"

 The beauty of the sound of the voice I heard made the fear that had gripped me fade away. I felt that my sense of time had returned to normal. Immediately after that...

 Clang*. Clang*, clang*, clang*. With a rumbling sound, all the weapons that had grown out of Aquim Bonvoul's body fell to the ground at once.

 And so, as all the weapons obeyed gravity, a woman of immense beauty, too beautiful, emerged from a curtain made of steel.

 Her glossy black hair was as if it had been braided and created from the night sky shining in a star-filled sky. Her rainbow-colored eyes shone with a dazzling radiance that would make you believe without question that she was created to be the most beautiful thing in this world. Her skin, as white as snow, is so divine that one wonders if she is really a living being standing in front of us. But even so, the pubic hair that slightly covered her secret place and the presence of beautifully colored nipples on the tips of her well-shaped breasts firmly asserted that she was a beautiful woman.

 What is this? Looking at her naked body, even I, also a female, almost felt a strange desire. It was truly a "beauty" that deserved to be called magical.

"Fuu. Yare, yare. It is shocking that my disguise broke. It's been a while since I've been in this form."

 A beautiful woman looked down at her naked body, which was nothing short of perfect. I swallowed hard at the sight of her in all her finery and raised my voice, which would otherwise have been hoarse, in a desperate attempt to make myself heard. If I didn't do this, she would not be able to hear my voice, which should have been right beside her. I really thought so. That's how far away from her I felt at this moment.

"...T-the criminal who pretended to be Aquim Bonvoul...? I didn't think you're a woman..."

 It was the first time I had spent so much effort just talking. But it was worth it. She looked at me. Our eyes met. Just by looking at her, I almost stopped breathing because of how beautiful she was.

"Hmm?... There's nothing wrong with that perception, but just to explain, I don't have any particular form or gender that is unique to me as a living being. This figure is just a representation of what I would look like if I were a human female."

 I honestly don't know what she is talking about. Is it the ramblings of a madman who wants to make oneself seem big? But for some reason, no matter how absurd the words may be, if the beautiful woman in front of me says it, I feel as if I can believe it as it is. She had such an air about her.

"T-that is, you mean... you're neither a man nor a woman?"

 To scold my mind, which is about to bow down for no reason, I undid my language, which is about to say respect. She was unchanged, but I felt a sense of guilt that I didn't know why, as if I had done something terribly rude to her. She was only a rapist, no matter how beautiful she was. I realize that my mind is completely engulfed.

 She smiled softly at my question. I was so overcome with a sense of accomplishment that I felt as if I had done something amazing.

"As Norona-san says, you could say that I'm neither male nor female, or conversely, both. Which gender or personality I act on is basically based on my mood, but my disciples have told me that I am a female...... Excuse me. We prefer the female body. For the past several hundred years, this has become the form I used. They are so sweet at that time that they desire a mother figure more than a father figure. Don't you think so?"

"I-I see."

 The last few hundred years!? The way she said it, as though a hundred years or so were inconsequential, made me realize that she was even more of a monster than I had imagined.

 And there was one more thing that bothered me. She...... looks like something I've seen somewhere before? She is such a beautiful woman who radiates an unfathomable atmosphere. Once you see her, you will never forget her...... Is it my imagination?

"Uooh!? Wai!? I can't really believe it? Eh? Eh? Aquim-sama's true identity!?"

 As I was shaking my head in my mind, Noroliana suddenly raised a strange voice.

"What is it, Noroliana. Do you know something?"

"No, no, no, no!? How come you don't know? Are you a spellcaster? I will despise you, you know?"

 Despised by a kohai who would happily report to me that she had become a rapist's slave. I had a very mixed feelings.

"Noroliana-san, I'm talking to Norona-san right now, okay? Shut up a little, so stay there and sprawl around."

 The beautiful woman snapped her fingers, and the slave crest on Noroliana's entire body glowed faintly, and immediately afterward Noroliana's vagina squirted again and again.

"~ ~ ~ ~ !?"

 With an inarticulate voice, Noroliana rolls around on the floor, holding her vagina. Her mouth must have been uttering some words, but whatever magic she was under the influence of, not even her voice, nor any sound of Noroliana rolling around on the floor, could be heard.

"Now, let's continue, shall we, Norona-san? I will now return to being Aquim-kun and fuck you, so you can run away, resist, or accept Aquim-kun as you please.

 She smiled at me and her smile looked so innocent, like a girl who does not know the malice of the world. I simply gazed at her, forgetting the situation.

 Ahh. How can I describe her beauty?

 The very moment when one changes from a maiden to a woman? The moment when the dawn breaks and the sun rises? Or the twilight brought by the bright red sunset on the horizon? Her beauty seemed to forever capture the beauty of such a moment.

"What's wrong? You look so stunned...... Ah! By any chance."

 She smiled with a smile like that of a child who has come up with a prank, and slowly traced her fingers once over her breasts and pubic area. The sheer lewdness of the gesture made me understand exactly what men feel when their genitals erect.

"Fufu. Are you lusting after this body? It's okay, isn't it? Not necessarily right now, but as long as Norona-san is a good girl and become Aquim-kun's, I'll let you fuck me as much as you want."

 Her words, her gesture, made my womb ache like never before.

 I imagined myself having sex with the beautiful woman in front of me. I would turn her unblemished skin into my own color, and turn her smile, which she knew to be strong, into a crying face. Then, I would violate her again and again, making her spit out lewd words.

 I have never had sexual desire for the same sex before, but for some reason, these desires that no human being should ever have begun to overflow one after another.

"How is it? It's a good deal, right?"

 She tilted her head and asked me. Ah!? Aaah!! How lovely! How beautiful! It helped that in any case, in this situation, the possibility of my being saved by myself was infinitesimally small, and I almost nodded my head in agreement with her words.

"D-do you really think that I would want to be a slave to someone I don't even know?"

 But no. Don't give up until the very end. Remember the advanced slave crest that was engraved on Noroliana. If she puts something like that in my body, the worst that can happen is that all my free will would be taken away and I will just become her puppet for the rest of my life.

 I desperately told myself that, but in the corner of my mind, I was thinking that it would be okay if I could hold her in my arms. I was more afraid now than anything else of being aware of myself like that.

 She looked a little surprised, perhaps surprised that I had refused, and then smiled happily. Thinking that I had amused her brought a sense of fulfillment to my heart that I had never felt before.

"That's right. I don't normally reveal my true identity in the middle of a bet because it lacks fun, but I'm going to give you spellcasters a special treatment. So here, take this."

"This is?"

 What she took out of the space was a piece of paper.

"Here's a piece of paper with what I want you to do from now on. I hope that when you see it, you will know a little more about me."

 The paper I had received from her asked me to delete the entry records of the buildings Aquim Bonvoul had stopped at in the past, as well as the purchase records of some magical equipment.

"……This is?"

"Are? Is it surprising? However, to enjoy the bet, this kind of play is still indispensable, so I'll ask for that anyway."

 I can certainly do this since I'm in a certain position among spellcasters. But what is the point of this? I looked down at the contents of the paper again.

 Deletion of action history. It feels like too small an act to be done by the being in front of me, even though it is illegal.

 No, she said, it was a playful bet. Then I must think in terms of actions that Aquim Bonvoul would take, not what the being in front of me is likely to do.

 Think. When does one want to cover one's tracks? When there is something to be guilty of, of course.

 Something illegal. Something that is forbidden. Or preparation for it. A base of some activity. I put various possibilities to the letters written on the seemingly unrelated paper. And then...

"!?"

 The hand holding the paper began to shake. No way!? No way!! I took a closer look at what was written there. Then I saw a building I thought had nothing to do with it. I thought they had nothing to do with each other, but they had one thing in common. A very thin connection...... connected them.

"No, but. No way!? That can't be..."

 Could it be? No one living in the kingdom of light could possibly be unaware of how terrifying its existence is. I would like to think that those who live in this kingdom would never do such a foolish thing.........

 I remembered Aina's confident face.

 Someone is impersonating Aquim Bonvoul.

 Yes, impersonating. Since when? The most suspicious time is during the preparation period for the tournament to decide the Knight of Light. What if during that period, Aquim Bonvoul, who realizes that he cannot win but wants to become the Knight of Light at any cost, attempts to borrow the power of someone he should never borrow? What if he had opened the seal that leads to despair?

 In other words, her true identity is...

"Oh, don't be so afraid. Don't be so afraid. You misunderstand."

 She must have realized that I had noticed. She spoke to me softly. I wanted to listen to her voice of concern for me more, but at the same time, I felt I had to cover my ears right away.

 But as a spellcaster and as a human living in the Kingdom of Light, I couldn't help but continue the conversation now that I knew so much.

"M-misunderstanding?"

"Yes, it is so. It is true that I am what Norona-san imagined, but that is only one aspect of things. You see? In the past, my disciples betrayed me and sealed me away. But I was still quite popular with a few people, so there were a lot of problems after that. Well, in order to solve the problems that arose in various places and at the same time to prevent them from affecting my subsequent reign, I was blamed for everything that was inconvenient, and on the contrary, it gave them credit for what was popular with the public. Ah. Incidentally, I don't really understand why they created the fictitious existence of the Founder here. Did they felt guilty?"

 It's strange. She tilted her head. Her hair, which had been hanging on her shoulders, hangs down. I was fascinated by each and every detail of her gestures, but I scolded myself, saying that this was not the time for this.

"What are you talking about? Disciple? Subsequent reign? It's like..."

 Then I remembered Noroliana's surprise earlier. Yes. That's right! She in front of me. I always thought I had seen her somewhere before, but isn't she the very image of that one who has been passed down to the spellcasters? But...... however, from what she just told me, she is that One, and at the same time...

"I am sure you have figured it out by now. I am the one you call the Daimaou or the Founder. Ah. I'll tell you this much, but the kingdom of Norosteadam, the kingdom of spellcasters that existed 300 years ago when the Daimaou is said to have attacked and destroyed. It was only after I was sealed that it was destroyed, so I had nothing to do with it. I don't really care if it adds to my notoriety, but it would be sad if the spellcasters have a strange misunderstanding, so I will insist on that."

 It is said that the Great War was the cause of the Daimaou being sealed and also the cause that the Founder was deeply wounded and had to go to an unworldly place to heal its wounds.

 The history of the battle between the Founder and the Daimaou, which is still passed down among spellcasters, was suddenly denied by a rapist who claimed to be the Founder. Normally, I would have simply laughed it off as the ramblings of a madman. However...

“…………”

"Norona-san? Hey, are you listening?"

"I'm listening. No, I'm listening^." (TN: ^ It was spoken politely)

"You can speak normally. I like the way you talk, Norona-san, because it's funny.

 Should I be happy about that? But I didn't feel bad.

"......Even if you said all of that, there is no evidence that it is true.

"I see. If you could wait a little longer, I could get that Floria to testify. But that won't be necessary, will it?"

"What does that mean?"

"It's obvious. Norona-san is also a spellcaster. Then, since I am speaking to you as me, you must know that I am not lying in my words, right?"

"That's………"

 That is certainly true. No matter how hard I try to reason with my mind, for some reason I cannot bring myself to doubt her words. It is as if my heart refuses to doubt her, and I almost easily believe her words.

"Well, so much for chitchat. In any case, Norona-san belongs to Aquim-kun from today onward, so there will be plenty of opportunities for chats in the future."

 Saying that, she snapped her fingers, and her figure instantly changed to that of the silver-haired, silver-eyed rapist.

"Hehe. I'm going to rape you now and make you squeal. If you want to resist, do as you please."

 The man, Aquim Bonvoul, made a vile smile, but when I think of the beautiful woman beneath his face, he is strangely not as disgusting as he has been until now.

"Before we go any further, I really need to ask you one question, if you don't mind."

"What?"

"What do you intend to do with Floria-sama and this country?"

"That's right. I'll give Floria a little punishment, but I'm not going to kill her. She did a stupid thing, but she's still my cute little disciple. I'm not particularly interested in this country, so I'm not going to do anything special about it."

"I see...... then."

 It's strange. I am about to say the words that will affect my life, and yet I feel no anxiety. I was born in this country for this choice. Even such a convenient thought comes to my mind.

"Then, I'll rape you. If you have any other questions you want to ask me, go ask them while being covered by me as you moan, you idiot."

"...No, that won't be necessary."

"Ah!? What do you mean?"

"I'll be yours. If it's consensual, you won't say rape, right?"

"Heh. That's a good attitude. But what's the change of heart, ha?"

"I don't think I can beat you anyway. I thought it would be better for me to go down of my own volition than to be forced to be subordinated."

 If the person in front of me is really the Founder, our deity, and the goddess Nelhenam-sama, who is said to have given birth to us spellcasters. In the case of our father, it is said that he had a child after a fateful encounter with the goddess Nelhenam-sama and that the history of spellcasters began from there.

 In other words, she (or he?) is one of the gods who created us spellcasters. I thought it was very attractive to serve such a great god. No, as I can see from Noroliana's reaction, it is not only appealing, but there is probably not a single spellcaster who would not want to do so.

"Keh. That's clever. But fine. As I said before, I am kind to spellcasters. I have no complaints as long as you work well. Hey, Noroliana. How long are you going to lie down, you stupid idiot?"

 Aquim Bonvoul...... No, when Aquim-sama snapped his fingers, Noroliana, who was rolling around on the floor, suddenly stopped moving.

"Haa, haa. It feels so good, I thought... haa, haa... I was going to die."

 Having said that, Noroliana inserted a finger into her own secret place and began to comfort herself, as though to continue.

"Ahh. But when it stopped, it makes me so sad. Haa, haa. Aquim-sama~. Please hold me. Please, Aquim-sama~"

 Squelch*, squelch*. The sight of Noroliana, who was playing with her own secret place with her hands, was completely crazy.

 I was about to take a step back when I thought that this would happen to me too, but I guess the result would be the same even if I tried to struggle in an unsightly way now. And it is an honor to be able to dedicate myself to the great founder. I pushed down my fear by thinking so.

" Well, I'm going to teach you, the lucky ones who became my property today, how to be a bitch."

 Then, Aquim-sama pointed to his erect penis and ordered.

"Lick it. Both of you, together."

 Nororiana and I knelt at Aquim-sama's feet as he told us. And...