Honey Trap! ~The Honey Trap Encirclement to Ensnare the Summoned Hero~ - Chapter 14: The Tale of a Girl Who Wants to Be Ravaged (Part 1)

Chapter 14: The Tale of a Girl Who Wants to Be Ravaged (Part 1)

Moving is a hassle, even in another world.

With Yuri set to relocate to a detached palace on the outskirts of the capital, everyone around him is scrambling with preparations. Princess Lunaria takes charge, directing the effort, while Clara, Yuri’s dedicated maid, spares no detail in the arrangements.

The only one with nothing to do is Yuri himself.

Well, he tried to help, out of goodwill.

He offered, “Agamemnon could carry tons of stuff, and Eremia and Lucius are probably free, so I’ll call them!” The prime minister, nearly in tears, stopped him, begging, “It’s fine, Hero-sama! Please, just relax and take it easy!” Crisis averted, barely.

Still, Yuri isn’t completely idle.

The palace has merchants handling food, clothing, and such, and those involved with Yuri are assigned to deal with the detached palace.

His minor task is to nod along to their greetings.

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“It’s been a while, Hero-sama. Congratulations on your move to the detached palace and your appointment as a marquis. Truly joyous news.”

“Haha, no need for such formalities, Regina. You’ve been a big help.”

One of the merchants, Regina, is a refined young lady.

Her light blonde hair is neatly braided and tied back. Without makeup, she seems plain at first, but her features are strikingly beautiful. She balances the elegance of a merchant’s daughter with delicate charm.

Her outfit—a frilly white blouse and high-waisted skirt—is more than enough to slay a virgin’s heart.

That said, her personality is pure earnestness. The high-waisted skirt isn’t lewd—it’s Yuri’s gaze that’s impure.

“…I actually have unfortunate news.”

“Huh?”

“I’m ashamed to admit, but my trading company is in dire straits. Debt collectors visit daily. This may be the last time I can meet you, Hero-sama…”

Yuri’s troubled by this.

Regina’s company supplies clothing. Since Yuri vetoes the gaudy noble attire, he’s relied on her for simple shirts and pants.

Without that… He recalls the heavy, gem-encrusted clothes he’s seen at the palace and looks skyward. No way. They say clothes make the man, but that’s too much.

“That’s… a problem.”

“I’m sorry, it’s my failure…”

“No, I’ve asked for a lot too. Uh, is there anything I can do? Draw customers, play bodyguard, something like that?”

“N-No, I couldn’t possibly ask that of you…!”

Regina starts to protest but lowers her gaze, muttering, “But… if it’s come to this…” in a dark tone.

Then, lifting her head, she fixes Yuri with a resolute stare.

“Um, could we… talk in your room, Hero-sama? Preferably… alone.”

“Huh? Oh, sure, that’s fine.”

It’s probably business, something she doesn’t want overheard, Yuri thinks naively. The implications of a young woman entering a man’s room don’t fully register.

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“Here you go.”

“E-Excuse me!”

In Yuri’s empty room, Regina steps in, her face heavy with resolve.

In a faint voice, she begins her story.

“My company has been in debt since my father’s time. If we can’t repay, the shop… and I myself will be taken as collateral.”

“That’s… pretty harsh.”

“It’s my fault for failing to settle it.

I know it’s shameless to say, but as a young woman, being sold to a brothel could offset the debt.

But if I’m to be sent to a brothel anyway…

Hero-sama, would you… ravage me?”

“Whoa…”

Her eyes, on the verge of tears, plead as she starts unbuttoning her blouse. The sight of a prim, pure lady undressing sends Yuri’s excitement into overdrive. Her breasts, about a D-cup, are perfect for his hands—definitely worth a squeeze.

A delicate, embroidered black bra hides her chest, provocative yet elegant. On serious Regina, the contrast makes Yuri’s arousal spike.

“Nn… H-How is it, Hero-sama?”

“Uh, yeah, it’s really nice.”

Regina’s desperate, bold seduction is a jackpot. Yuri’s mind narrows to saving her—through sex. A thoroughly pink mindset.

This is where a cool line like, “You don’t need to do this, it’ll be okay,” would shine, but his inability to say it is why Eremia calls him a playboy.

“That bra’s intricate and pretty… Is it for sale too?”

“Yes… It’s, um, a sample for you to see, Hero-sama.”

A sample. Offered for testing. Worn with intent. Yuri’s cock reacts honestly, his fingers inching toward her.

“Um, just looking doesn’t tell me how it feels. Can I… touch?”

“P-Please, go ahead…”

“Alright, here I go…”

Poke, poke.

He starts gently, testing the softness of her breasts.

Then, cupping her underbust, he kneads, as if checking their weight. What exactly he’s testing is anyone’s guess.

“So soft…”

“Ahn!”

“Um, how’s the… usability?”

“Soft and really good. I’ll test it more practically now.”

“Eh, that means… Ah, Hero-sama, don’t tease!”

He gently pushes her onto the soft, plush bed.

Once it’s on, a man can’t stop. He gropes her breasts hard enough to dislodge the bra, kisses her nape, and starts undoing her skirt’s clasp with his free hand.

He’s only dexterous at times like this. Regina, swept along, finds her skirt removed, left in just her underwear.

“Hero-sama, not there… Hyah!”

His fingers trace her slit through her shorts. The unfamiliar sensation jolts her, nearly making her jump.

Unbeknownst to her, she’s extremely sensitive.

Emboldened, Yuri slips his hand inside her shorts. A hot, wet, secret place. His fingers reach her sacred hill, parting the bush, probing her maiden slit.

Her untouched core reacts keenly to his unreserved groping.

When his finger slips inside, her body arches like a bow, trembling from the unfamiliar shock.

“You’re so sensitive.”

“Fah, no, that place… touching it…”

“Look, it’s dripping. You’re naughty, huh?”

“Nooo…”

Schlick. Yuri spreads his fingers, showing the sticky love juices coating them.

“It’s a sample, so I shouldn’t dirty it. Let’s take it off.”

“Nn…”

Her shorts slide off, her bra drops to the bedside.

Fully bare, Regina covers her face in shame, her beautiful nude body exposed.

Yuri slowly covers her.