Eternal Saṃsāra: The Wanderer of Worlds

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Chapter 83: The Rating Game

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Now that we were left alone in the huge room, I sat on the couch placed by the glass walls. Mem-Cho took a seat beside me, letting out a sigh of relief.

“Finally alone, ah~ How do you deal with super strong people who can kill easily, Aqua?” She said as she stretched her arms. “Do you actually know a cure, though?”

“Yeah. I'll strike a deal with her about it. If it doesn't satisfy me, I won't give her the cure.” I was quite sure she'd do anything to satisfy me, however. From the way she was acting, she really wanted to live.

“Alright...” Mem-Cho looked outside and saw both groups gather. “Looks like the Game thing is starting. They're explaining the rules.”

A voice explained the game rules. It was a defense-type game. Both parties would be in their own castle, and they had to protect a Magic Core inside the castle. The one whose core is destroyed first would be considered the loser.

After the game began, the two peerages went to their castles. Then, silence ensued. From the looks of it, this was going to be a long game.

I waited for half an hour, watching the players do nothing but stay inside their castles through two large projections in the sky. I grew bored, so I ordered some room service. Once it appeared and we grabbed some popcorn, Mem looked at the side of my face. 

“You're so weird. You were like a villain, the way you talked to her at the end.”

‘Hm? That was villainous to her?’ I tilted my head at her. 

Ah, wait. I almost forgot. “On another note, Memmy, I didn't lie when I said I wanted to punish you.”

“....”

“What was that stupid stunt earlier?” I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her on my lap.

“What? Obviously, I was mad at you for being a playboy prick.” She frowned.

When she saw me frown back at her, not a tinge of amusement present in my gaze, she gulped. 

Her pupils shook as she looked away from my eyes. “Well… ah, I was angry, and…”

“You were angry?” I stared into her eyes. “Hah… Mem-Cho, you think you can get away with anything just because I treat you well?”

Mem-Cho was looking awkward, and a little scared, but still not guilty. That made me frown. I was over the little trick she played, enough that I forgot about it, but I couldn't let this slide. At this rate, she'd think she could do anything to me.

“Why did you do it?”

“I was… helping you? That's right. Since y-you said you wanted to have all three of us anyway, I decided to speed things up for you…”

Naturally, it was a lie. Otherwise, she'd have said so from the get-go.

I sighed. I grabbed her face and tightened my grip on her jaw. She looked at me with surprised eyes. She had rarely seen me in a bad mood; the only times she did was when I trained her in magic. Perhaps she wasn't expecting me to be rude to her outside that.

I let go of her face. Then I spanked her.

“Wha…”

I spanked the other side of her ass as her eyes trembled. She didn't blush at the hits because these weren't love spanks; they were genuinely painful since I put strength behind them. 

I was initially planning to slap her, but that’d be going too far. I wasn't mad at her, but Quetzalcoatl, after all. 

Still, a little punishment was necessary. 

“I want you to understand that this is not that big of a deal—it's not harmful to me, so I'm letting you off easy. But still, I trusted you not to do something silly like that. You broke that trust. So I feel sour.”

Tears formed in the corner of her eyes as she glared at me, feeling pain in her ass. 

“Don’t glare at your Master.”

She quickly looked to the side.

“Stupid girl. Now get on your knees. You know what to do. Let me order some more food while you're at it.” I patted her head and pushed her to her knees, between my legs, as she glared at my crotch.

She might have really cried if I slapped her in the face. Luckily, I had changed my mind at the last second.

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Mem-Cho started sucking my dick, and I watched the projection of the battle in the background. It finally started at one point and was a close fight, with neither party gaining any advantage. I wondered how long it would take before someone made a big move.

‘They just need to keep Akeno away from harm till the end.’ I mused. But I couldn't muse for long as the vortex force around my manhood increased.

Mem-Cho was doing a great job of giving me a blowjob—she was a fast learner. Her mouth felt warm around my shaft as she alternated between using her tongue and lips to pleasure me. Perhaps because she was mad at me, she was doing her best to get a reaction out of me. How cute. 

But it was clear she knew exactly what she was doing, proof of her training under my hands.

“Gurgle… gghh…”

The room filled with the naughty sounds of a stupid girl gagging on me. 

After minutes of continuous deepthroat, I reached down and cupped her cheeks, beginning to guide her back and forth. With each stroke of her tongue against my skin, I felt myself getting closer to climax.

As I watched Mem-Cho's head bob up and down on my lap, I felt a sense of pride and satisfaction. It felt nice seeing her in her place. On top of that, she now had the perfect technique, taking my cock all the way down her throat before bobbing back up to tease me with her soft lips.

I could see the determination in her eyes to make me groan embarrassingly at least once. She was looking up at me, still staring intensely even though she had my dick in her mouth. I wanted her to know who was in control here, so I gave her hair a firm tug, guiding her movements.

Mem-Cho responded by increasing her pace, her nose grazing against my stomach as she worked harder to satisfy me. The sound of her slurping noises might have gone beyond the room by now, along with the occasional gagging noise as I pushed deeper into her throat.

With every passing second, I could feel the pressure building inside of me. My balls tightened up, aching for release as Mem-Cho expertly massaged them with her hand. I let out a laugh, unable to hold back any longer.

"Heh," I said as I came inside her throat, down her windpipe, letting out a laugh instead of the groan or moan she was trying to get. "Better try harder."

As if accepting the challenge, she kept sucking even as I was cumming. Since I was the most sensitive now, she thought I was vulnerable now. Her cheeks hollowed out as she attempted to take in even more of my length, her nose brushing against my thighs. 

It wasn't enough for me; I needed to be buried even further. I grasped onto her hair again, yanking her head forward until my cockhead pressed against the back of her throat.

Mem-Cho's eyes widened in surprise, but she couldn't resist, even as tears welled up in her eyes and her makeup got ruined. She began to choke and cough, trying to pull away from my grip. But I held her steady—this was a punishment—refusing to let her stop until she finished what she started.

Tears flowed out of her eyes, and she struggled to breathe, her face turning red from lack of oxygen. But through it all, she never once stopped stroking my shaft with her newly talented mouth. Sensing her desperation, I finally pulled out of her throat, watching as she gasped for air.

Looking into her pleading eyes, which had lost all of its glare, I smirked. "Next time, be sure to know your place, Mem.”

I grabbed a tissue box from nearby and threw it at her. She stared at it and slowly began to pluck out tissues, beginning to clean her face. 

The two of us sat in silence after that, watching the battle unfold on the screen. Neither of us spoke, content in our own thoughts.

At one point, I pulled her to my arms and slowly fed her popcorn that she began to eat without any complaint. We watched the battle unfolding below.

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[Third Person Point of View]

In the grand arena of the Rating Games, an air of tension hung heavy, thick with anticipation. It felt as though the very air was electrified, waiting for a spark to ignite the action.

After a prolonged period of strategic hiding in their respective castles, Riser sent two of his agile scouts, Ni and Li, to gauge Rias' group. They ventured out, confident in their ability to retreat if the situation escalated. However, they underestimated Rias' group and were swiftly defeated by two abrupt blasts of Power of Destruction.

After regenerating her Mana from the confrontation, Rias decided it was time to shift gears and go on the offensive. Alongside Yuuto Kiba, Akeno Himejima, and Koneko Toujou, she marched out of the castle, ready to confront Riser head-on. Though leaving no one to guard their base castle was risky, it was a calculated move for a quicker offensive.

But things turned a little complicated when they stepped out, and found themselves face-to-face with Riser and his Peerage. It appeared the Phenex third son had similar thoughts to Rias, so she rushed to Rias’ doorstep.

As arrogant as Riser was, he thought insignificant of Rias and her four-member Peerage, especially in comparison to his twelve. Even if he lost two earlier, ten against four was still insanely easy.

“So, the Gremory heir, my fiery bride-to-be, is understaffed? What a pity,” Riser taunted with his usual smug arrogance.

“Enough.” Rias shot back, momentarily taken aback by his sudden appearance but quickly regaining her composure. “You'll soon realize that it's not the number that counts, Riser.”

Her voice was firm, her eyes burning with determination. She wasn’t going to lose. She stood there, her crimson hair cascading like a sea of blood, sizing up Riser’s Peerage with a strategic eye. 

‘Just a bunch of whores …’ she thought with contempt.

Standing shoulder to shoulder with Akeno, Koneko, and Kiba, Rias whispered her instructions, “We stick to the plan. First, we take out his minions, then Riser himself. And remember, protect Koneko at all costs.”

The battle was set into motion when Akeno soared into the sky, signaling the start of the confrontation. Yubelluna, Riser’s Queen, took flight as well, challenging Akeno.

Electricity danced around Akeno, heralding the storm of her power. Yubelluna was much more confident in her strength, and was wreathed in flames, as she taunted Akeno with a smirk, “Prepare for the fiery wrath of Phenex.”

“Let’s see whose magic prevails,” Akeno countered, her smirk matching Yubelluna as she unleashed a massive lightning bolt.

The sky split open as their powers clashed in a display of raw elemental force. Despite Akeno's formidable attack, Yubelluna held the upper hand in strength–her Explosions weren’t weak at all. At that rate, Akeno would lose.

But then, Rias intervened. She subtly infused her Queen’s lightning with her Power of Destruction. The enhanced attack took Yubelluna by surprise, overwhelming her for a moment, and Akeno took that chance to send a more powerful attack. It connected and she turned into a cascade of light particles – she was defeated.

“What?!” Riser was too surprised to see that. He had thought Rias would wait until he’d step in and so she’d save up her power, but…

In the midst of the battle, Rias turned her attention to the other members of Riser's peerage. Her Power of Destruction was a force unstoppable, a tide of dark energy that swept across Riser’s girls and erased them.

Each of Rias's attacks, though draining, was decisively lethal. She conjured a sphere of dark energy that pulsed with destructive power. With a mere gesture, she unleashed it, watching as the sphere expanded rapidly, enveloping Riser's allies in a devastating whirlwind of destruction.

One after another, they were overwhelmed, unable to stand against the sheer might of Rias’s signature ability. In mere moments, Riser’s peerage was reduced to nothing, leaving Riser himself the sole focus of their assault.

Even Ravel Phenex was not spared. Koneko used her deadly precision to dismantle her with pink lasers, reducing her to mere particles of light.

Riser stood frozen, a mix of shock and anger in his eyes. The battle had unfolded too rapidly for him to intervene effectively. His attempts to aid his allies had backfired, and Rias’s swift decimation of his team left him blinking. He watched, helpless, as his forces crumbled before him.

‘It's not over yet…’ Riser thought, trying to regain his composure. He noticed Rias, exhausted and barely standing with Akeno’s support. The toll of her powerful attacks was evident.

‘But Ravel… How did they...?’ Riser's mind raced, piecing together the events he had missed. Despite Ravel's regenerative abilities, she had been taken down. Since she was behind him and out of his sight, he didn’t manage to see what they used to take her out. ‘No matter, with Rias weakened, victory is within my grasp.’

In desperation, Riser raised his hand, unleashing a torrent of fire towards Rias. Kiba intervened, his sword clashing against the fiery onslaught.

“Damn it!” Riser cursed, frustrated by the interference. As he prepared another attack, Koneko stepped forward, a soft pink glow radiating from her fingertips, hinting at the power she was about to unleash.

“This ends now, Riser,” she stated, her voice soft yet resounding with authority.

Riser, blinded by arrogance, laughed off her challenge. The only person worth challenging him here was Rias, with her Power of Destruction. What could this Yokai do? "A mere kitten challenging the Phoenix? I'm almost amused. Can’t wait to see that haughty face of yours moaning my name tonight."

With that, he embraced his power, his body igniting in golden flames, as if he was on the verge of turning into a Phoenix. This would enhance his regeneration and also provide him a form of defense.

Undeterred, Koneko activated her new martial arts technique.

“Dancing Dew of the Morning Lotus,” she whispered, as pink lasers, precise and powerful, shot from her fingertips.

“...?!”

Riser attempted to dodge, but Koneko's accuracy was unbelievable, her technique swift and relentless. The lasers struck him repeatedly, each beam inflicting damage that even his regenerative abilities couldn't immediately heal.

"I-Impossible!" he gasped, his arrogance now replaced by disbelief.

He tried to evade again, his movements a blur of fiery gold. However, each of Koneko's lasers was a pinpoint of destruction. The first few shots grazed him, leaving searing marks that startled him. 

"What is this sorcery?!" he gasped, his usual arrogance shaken by the pink lasers that seemed to nullify his regenerative abilities. No, soon he realized he was still healing, but just at a very slower pace – that put him to ease a little.

‘Yes… I just have to end her fast before she can do any serious injury.’ Riser thought, but his enemies could predict his next actions.

So Rias seized the moment and surged forward, using the bit of power she had recovered. "Like a peacock flaunting its feathers, your overconfidence only reveals your true weakness. Except you are not even a peacock, you mindless chicken." she declared, unleashing a series of potent energy blasts.

Riser has to fight on two fronts now, as he countered with a barrage of fireballs. Rias’ attacks didn’t do permanent damage, but it hurt—Phenex clan members were trained to endure pain, but it still hurt. 

The air sizzled as demonic energy and pink Qi clashed with phoenix fire, reverting shockwaves throughout the arena.

Koneko dodged the inferno balls, as Kiba helped her block some others. She danced through the chaos, her [Dancing Dew] a whirlwind of deadly grace. 

She fired a volley of lasers, each one a streak of luminescent pink that sought Riser with unyielding intent. 

“No! Die! All of you die!” Riser, his pride wounded, roared in defiance, summoning a protective mantle of flames. 

But Koneko, supported by Rias, found gaps in his defense. Her lasers pierced through, each strike diminishing Riser's once-overwhelming aura.

Kiba and Akeno converged to support Koneko, keeping Riser on the defensive. Akeno’s lightning and Kiba’s swordplay created a symphony of attack, preventing Riser from countering Koneko’s relentless assault.

Riser grew desperate and unleashed his phoenix flames in all directions, a foolish last-ditch effort to turn the tide. But the combined might of Rias’s peerage was overwhelming. 

Koneko was unbothered and continued her barrage of pink lasers. Each laser she fired further weakened Riser, his once-mighty aura flickering and fading.

“Ugh! No, t-this can't be!” At one point, Koneko managed to target his heart and brain, consequently one after another. 

Riser finally stumbled. Weak and defeated, the arena erupted in a frenzy of cheers. Koneko stood at the forefront, her breathless demeanor belying the pivotal role she had played in their victory.

Yes, victory.

“We won!”

Rias cheered as she pulled Koneko in a tight embrace. “We won! It's all thanks to you, Koneko!”

The crowd was silent as it happened, still registering the display of power. Then cheers echoed through the audience as Rias’s peerage regrouped, joining into a hug.  

They had won. Koneko won them victory with the use of Aqua’s technique.

Rias was free. She was unbound from her stupid marriage — she won!

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