About a month had passed since Rigel first raped the maid Dolly.
During that ti, he called her to his room almost every day and continued to ravish her.
Sotis he would summon her in the middle of the night and fuck her nonstop until morning.
Even so, Dolly endured it all.
She knew that if she ruined a noble's mood, there was no telling what might happen to her.
And now—
"Aaahn! Ahiii! Ohoooo!!"
In one of the mansion's rooms, she was being violently pounded while letting out beast-like moans.
There was not even a trace of disgust on her face — only complete, lted pleasure.
"Khh! Your hole is still as tight as ever."
Rigel laughed and accelerated his hips even more.
The dry sound of flesh slapping against flesh — *pan!* — echoed through the room.
At the sa ti, her vagina contracted violently, squeezing him as if trying to milk every drop.
"Khh…!"
Despite grimacing from the overwhelming pleasure, Rigel didn't stop his relentless pistoning.
Dolly, lost in ecstasy, cried out to him:
"Aaaahn! Young Master Rigel, it's so good…! Ahiii! Aaaaaah!!"
She had completely lost her reason.
To deliver the final blow, Rigel thrust powerfully into her deepest part.
At that mont—
**Dopyu!**
**Byuuu!!**
**BushaAAAAA!!!**
A huge load of sen was pumped directly into Dolly's womb.
At the sa ti, she reached climax and arched her body violently backward.
"Ohoooooooo!!!"
Dolly scread as she squirted massively.
White, thick fluid overflowed from her pussy, unable to be contained.
Rigel watched the scene with a satisfied expression.
anwhile, Dolly lay there twitching and convulsing, unable to move.
Whispering into her ear, he asked:
"How was it? It felt good, didn't it?"
With vacant eyes, she answered:
"Yes… It felt incredibly good…"
Satisfied with her response, Rigel smirked and said:
"Good. Then let's do it one more ti."
Her body trembled at those words.
And several hours later—
"Fuu… Is that about it?"
Rigel muttered as he got up from the bed.
In front of him, Dolly lay unconscious on the sheets.
Thick white liquid was slowly dripping out of her crotch with a *gopo* sound.
Rigel gazed at the sight with satisfaction before leaving the room.
"Kukuku… My skill level went up to 2. My physical abilities and magic power have improved again."
Muttering to himself, Rigel walked down the hallway with an ugly, twisted smile on his face.
"Hey, you idiot Rigel! What are you grinning about like that!?"
Suddenly called out to, he turned around to see his half-sister sterica standing there.
She was looking at him with a suspicious expression.
It seed she had overheard his monologue.
(Tch… What a pain in the ass.)
Rigel clicked his tongue inwardly, but kept a calm face on the surface.
He acted as if he had just noticed her and said:
"Oh, if it isn't Sister. What brings you here?"
sterica snapped back:
"What do you an 'what brings here'!? I've been calling you over and over, and you completely ignored ! What's your problem!?"
Apparently she really had been calling him multiple tis.
While internally surprised, Rigel quickly tried to co up with an excuse.
(Hmm, what should I say…?)
After thinking for a mont, he decided to be brazen about it.
(Whatever. I'll just brush it off.)
"I'm sorry. I was lost in thought and didn't notice."
sterica's face turned bright red at his unapologetic apology.
"D-don't ss with ! I went out of my way to call soone as useless as you…!!"
Seeing her so angry she couldn't even speak properly, Rigel continued:
"I apologize. By the way, did you need sothing?"
"I was going to give you sword training! Father has been nagging about it. Well, I suppose he thinks that if you see my talent up close, even an incompetent like you might improve a little!"
sterica puffed out her chest proudly.
Rigel deliberately put on an exaggerated look of surprise.
"Really!? I'm so happy! Please, I'd love that!"
He bowed his head.
Apparently pleased by his attitude, sterica spoke in a much better mood:
"Hmph. You should have said that from the beginning."
(What an idiot…)
While mocking her inwardly, Rigel kept a straight face and followed after her.
He had a plan.
It was thanks to the effects of his **[Rape]** skill.
Of course, he had no intention of raping his half-sister (even if they weren't full siblings).
What he was thinking about was using the improved physical abilities and magic power granted by the skill in combat.
At skill level 0, he had been so weak that people called him incompetent.
At skill level 1, he had beco slightly better — reaching the level of an average person.
Now that he was at skill level 2, how strong had he beco?
(I've been training steadily for the past month. It's about ti to test myself against sterica, who's clearly above .)
With that thought in mind, Rigel continued walking.
---
"Wha—!? What the hell is this!?"
sterica scread in shock.
It was only natural.
Because—
The training wooden sword she was holding had been snapped clean in two.
No — to be precise, it hadn't just broken.
It had been smashed apart by Rigel's wooden sword.
"This is my strength, Sister."
Rigel smiled.
The mont she saw that smile, sterica felt a chill run down her spine.
She was certain.
The boy in front of her had grown much stronger without her noticing…
But she refused to admit it.
"Y-you incompetent brat, don't get cocky! The match isn't over yet! Take this!!"
"Huh?"
Rigel let out a dumbfounded sound at her words.
The next instant, he felt a powerful impact in his abdon and was sent flying backward.
With a dull **thud**, he slamd into the wall.
"Guha!!"
The blow was so strong it forced all the air out of his lungs. He couldn't even breathe properly.
sterica slowly approached the collapsed Rigel.
Her eyes looked at him as if he were garbage.
"Hmph… All talk and no substance."
"Guh! Th-that's unfair…!"
Rigel instinctively protested, but the mont she heard those words, sterica's brows furrowed deeply.
"Haa? What are you even saying? You got full of yourself just because you managed to break a wooden sword. It's your own fault for letting your guard down."
She spoke with clear exasperation.
Rigel tried to argue back, but he couldn't form the words properly.
Seeing his state, sterica declared triumphantly:
"Now you understand, right? You can never beat . Incompetents like you belong crawling on the ground! Idiot Rigel!!"
"......"
sterica looked down at the silent Rigel with satisfaction and nodded.
Then she turned and left.
"…Damn it! She just says whatever she wants!!"
Rigel muttered, his voice filled with frustration.
"One day… I'll definitely get my revenge…"
A fla of hatred burned in his eyes.
His half-sister sterica — the day she falls into Rigel's clutches might be closer than she thinks…
---
That afternoon—
Rigel was deep in thought.
He once again checked his skill window.
**Skill Na:** Rape
**Rarity:** ★5 (MAX)
**Level:** 2 (Increases based on the number of people raped, number of tis, and the content of the acts. Creampies that do not occur are not counted.)
**Effect:** Increases physical abilities and magical power according to skill level. Also gradually removes any aversion toward rape acts. Once the skill level reaches a certain point, new effects will be granted.
(Current skill level 2 isn't bad. In the wooden sword match, I essentially won against sterica. But I couldn't handle her bare-handed surprise attack afterward.)
He pondered how he could actually win.
(Daily training is important, but… I really want to raise my skill level even higher.)
However, that wasn't easy.
Even though he had been raping Dolly almost every day, his level still hadn't risen further.
As written in the skill description, the rise in skill level was also tied to the "number of people raped."
In short, repeatedly raping the sa person wasn't very efficient for leveling up.
(…Hmm. Maybe I should consult Father about this…)
After thinking for a while, Rigel made up his mind.
He headed to his father's study.
After knocking — **kon kon** — a voice ca from inside.
"—Enter."
With permission granted, Rigel opened the door and stepped inside.
There sat his father at his work desk.
"Oh, Rigel. I heard you've improved quite a bit. sterica was complaining about it."
"I still have a long way to go. Actually, there's sothing else I'd like to consult you about."
"What is it?"
"I'll be direct. Do you have any plans to hire new young commoner maids?"
"No plans at the mont. Why do you ask?"
"Because I want to enjoy their bodies — in other words, I want to make them mine."
His father looked montarily stunned by the words, but quickly returned to a serious expression.
He let out a tired sigh and said:
"Good grief… Why is your sex drive so strong? Well, for the current Gousser Marquis family, it's not exactly a bad thing…"
Hearing that, Rigel smirked.
"Yes. I will definitely preserve the Gousser bloodline, so rest assured. I've been creampieing the maid Dolly almost every day."
This ti it was his father's turn to smile bitterly.
"…I see. Do as you like."
"Let's get back to the topic. About hiring new young commoner maids…"
"Why are you so fixated on that? You could just kidnap a suitable town girl, couldn't you?"
"If I kidnap them myself, there's a risk they'll resist and injure . And if I leave it to the soldiers, they might bring back won who aren't to my taste…"
The fact that neither of them even considered "kidnapping is a cri!" showed their noble mindset.
They simply had no ethical qualms toward commoners.
"I see… You may have a point."
"In that case…"
"There's one thing I want to ask. As long as the girl is obedient and has an appearance you like, does it have to be a commoner maid?"
"Well, yes."
"Then I'll arrange it. I'll contact the slave trader we regularly do business with and have them prepare a few candidates."
(Hou… This is lucky.)
Rigel inwardly grinned, but kept a perfect poker face.
"Thank you, Father."
"Don't ntion it. I have at least enough generosity to grant my son's request."
And so, their discussion ca to an agreent.
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