I Was Transported to Another World with a Male-to-Female Ratio of 1:3000 and Made into a Breeding Pet for the Demon Lord’s Army - 117

Chapter 117: A Checkmate

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“Uuuh…”

When I woke up with a foggy head, I found myself in a room so immaculate it was almost dazzling. White sheets, a polished and gleaming floor. The elegant scent of flowers tickled my nose, and it felt as though I were in a dream. This was strange—I had no memory of falling asleep in a place like this. I was sure that I had been talking with someone named Kushina-san, then suddenly felt sleepy, and then…

“You’re awake… Are you all right? No aftereffects?”

“You’re… Wait! Where is this?”

Following the voice that addressed me, I saw Kushina-san sitting quietly on the bed. His back was straight as he gazed at me intently. His expression seemed calmer than it had been back at the mansion.

“This is the headquarters of a group that worships males to an absurd degree. The official name is… 【Society for the Salvation of Males】, I think? In any case, this isn’t the same mansion as before.”

“It’s not the mansion… That means I was put to sleep and brought here. Eh, then what about Luna-san and the others!?”

“Of course, they’re not here, so rest assured.”

“Tch!”

Luna-san wasn’t here—just knowing that made my chest tighten painfully. Come to think of it, this might be the first time I was apart from them. There had been days when I didn’t see her face, but even then, somehow or another, I had never been completely separated from her.

『Ken-cha~n! Hug time, y’know~! Hm? Why the troubled face?』 —That shrill voice had been a little annoying, but it had been overflowing with feelings of care for me, giving me a sense of warmth and security.

But that Luna-san wasn’t here. Neither were Lammy-san, Aura-san, or Fiilia-san. I was completely alone… Even though I could speak the language, I was reminded of when I had first stepped into this world and felt so uneasy.

“There are no demons here. Those who were imprisoning and tormenting you are not here anymore. So please, tell me your true feelings. That statement you made earlier… You said it out of fear of retaliation or punishment, didn’t you? Isn’t that right?”

His eyes, though anxious, continued to watch me with a worried expression.

“No, I… Guh.”

Clank!

I really did love that place from the bottom of my heart—just as I leaned forward to continue speaking, my neck was yanked backward. Looking closely, I realized that both Kushina-san and I had restraint collars around our necks, and the cords stretched all the way to the wall.

“What is this?!”

There was a removable metal clasp at the end, but no matter how hard I tried, it didn’t budge in the slightest.

“Good grief… They invite us under the guise of ‘protection’ and then put collars on us. Such uncouth people. This is why I dislike demons.”

In stark contrast to my agitation at the reality that escape seemed impossible, Kushina-san remained calm, showing no sign of being rattled.He also knew about this place, and that earlier remark about being ‘invited’… So was he the cause of all this? But why would he do such a thing?

Knock knock…

“E-excuse me~♡”

Interrupting my spiraling thoughts, a knock echoed through the room.

“Is Ken-chan awake yet?~♡”

From beyond the door appeared a drooling woman and another woman writhing countless tentacles in a grotesque manner.

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“I’m Kijimu~ from the Alraune subspecies of the plant tribe~. Since there are a lot of beastkin around here, plant tribe members are rare, aren’t they~”

The one who spoke to me was a green-skinned woman. A vivid flower bloomed atop her head, beautiful in itself, but ten tentacles swayed around her, giving off an aura of danger and mystery. This woman who appeared in the room removed our chains with ease and deftly led us out into the hallway.

Clang, clang….

The collar and chain still remained on me. Walking in that state felt as though I were being forced to take a pet walk, and humiliation welled up within me.

“Do you know~? From each of these tentacles, a liquid that gives intense pleasure gushes out~. During mating with a male, we inject it into every hole all over his body to make him a slave to it~♡ Once Ken-chan experiences it just once, you’ll feel so good you’ll completely submit to us~♡”

“Sh-shut up! Don’t talk to me, you filthy monster! Just take us to your highest-ranking person!”

Though Kushina-san tried to maintain a strong tone, his voice trembled, his body shook violently, and sweat beaded all over his skin.

“Geez~ I’m talking to Ken-chan here~. How about it? Want to try it for just one minute? Don’t you want to experience the tentacle’s pleasure?~♡”

Several tentacles wriggled glub-glub before my eyes, reaching toward me. It felt strange somehow… And then one of them captured my index finger.

Suck! Suck! Suck!!!

“Of course♡ They fit perfectly to the size of what they’re sucking on~♡ How about it? Want to give it a try?~♡”

From the tentacle that had captured me, a gooey, clear liquid dripped out, and just looking at it made it seem like it would feel good. However, I’d caught some ominous words in her earlier explanation, and I could only imagine a bad outcome for me.

“No thank you…”

For now, I decided to refuse.

“Oh really~♡ What a shame. Fufu, don’t blame me if you regret it later~♡”

Even though I had refused, she continued walking with a triumphant expression, looking as though she was having fun. It was creepy somehow.

“Then allow me to introduce myself. I am Hinami, from the Peacock subspecies of the bird beast tribe. Pleased to meet you.”

“Ah, p-pleased to meet you.”

Next to Kijimu-san stood a tall woman with sharp, dignified eyes. From her back spread beautiful feathers that shimmered in seven colors under the light. In contrast to Kijimu-san, Hinami-san gave a polite greeting, and I instinctively returned it—even though she was a kidnapper. Was this just the Japanese reflex?

“I’ll tell you beforehand, my species has a very small population. Our mating methods are also somewhat special.”

Basaah!

She spread her already large wings wide, and from within she took out several dazzling feathers. Somehow, the shape of these feathers reminded me of my pet’s—

“We primarily use these rainbow-colored feathers, and each has a different effect. For example, this pink feather doubles sensitivity, and this purple feather dulls it instead. The others are mainly for combat, so touching them is dangerous. Absolutely do not touch them, understand?”

“Y-yeah. I’ll be careful.”

“The sensitivity-doubling one sharpens the senses just as the name implies, but the sensitivity-dulling one is interesting. The moment the feather is inserted, it stores up all the pleasure received, and when you pull it out, all the pleasure releases at once. Amazing, right?”

“Uh-huh…”

She had been going on and on with incomprehensible talk, and since I only vaguely understood the meaning of her words, I wished she’d explain it more clearly.

“Books about mating using the sensitivity-doubling and sensitivity-dulling feathers are extremely popular within and outside the species, but as a trade-off, it seems the brain of the male might experience burn out. Brain damage is quite common, so, when mating with me, you must always have a recovery med—”

“Hey, Kento-kun. You don’t need to listen to the nonsense of crazy demons. Cover your ears before your brain rots.”

Slid..

Kushina-san’s hand slid over, firmly covering my ears.

“Honestly… You’re too pure. You should be more cautious. You never know when or where you’ll be attacked.”

“Did you say something?”

“Nothing… Oh, is this it?”

Just as everyone stopped walking, before our eyes loomed a heavy, grand door. On either side of the door were sculptures of various men, and among them there was one particularly small sculpture… 

Wait, that’s my face.

Then on the other side—this one must be Kushina-san. Why were those there?

“Inside is the boss, so please be polite~”

“Though if it’s a male, it’s fine to punch or kick her in the face.”

Clang…!

While I was still confused by the sculptures, the door slowly opened. Would it be an ogre or a snake this time? Bracing myself for what would emerge…

“Ken-chan-sama! And Kushina-sama, I’ve wanted to meet you for so long! Please forgive us for the rough act of putting collars on you!!!!”

The woman who had been sitting in a chair dove forward with a sliding jump dogeza across the floor, landing right in front of us.

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T/N: I want the Alraune… I mean, begone, you demons! ୧(๑•̀ᗝ•́)૭