The Absolute Beings Obsessed with My Defeat Addiction

The home of the Iron-Blooded Knight, Yuris.

Befitting her title, her house and room possessed an atmosphere that was more austere and practical than anyone else’s.

Her study was filled with books on tactics and swordsmanship, and her room held the knight’s uniform she wore daily and various types of armor.

Even in her room, reflecting her belief that one must always maintain composure, even her ever-present dagger was displayed on the wall.

And that wasn’t all.

There wasn’t a single expensive luxury item to be found in the hallway.

Yuris Beletaon.

The Beletaon family, a lineage of knights, always shunned extravagance.

‘What a knight needs is money to maintain and manage troops. Cherish and save your money.’

This was something her father, the head of the family, had always emphasized before she became an Iron-Blooded Knight and became independent.

Avoid extravagance.

Use that money to raise soldiers.

The reason she avoided extravagance was to use that money to further strengthen the weapons and equipment of her knight order.

Therefore, Yuris’s room was so simple that it was hard to believe it belonged to a woman, let alone a noble lady.

It was characteristic of Yuris, who pursued only efficiency, without a single frill.

In her room, which should have been quiet for meditation…

“Haah, haah.”

A moan, drenched in moisture, escaped her lips.

“Good. There, good! Mmf!”

With her uniform loosened, Yuris, who was teasing her nipples with her fingers, felt a light climax as she writhed her hips.

She tickled her areola with her finger and squeezed her breasts tightly.

Each time, the pleasant sensation from her breasts made her waist tremble.

It felt good.

Her own room, where no one else’s gaze could exist.

It was the small room where Yuris uniquely unleashed her desires.

Normally, Yuris would have carefully relieved her desires, but today, unlike usual, she was intensely touching her nipples.

It was rough self-pleasure that would have been enough in the past.

However, no matter how much she rubbed her nipples, she felt something was lacking.

The lips of a man sucking on her breasts.

The sensation of a hot tongue and thick fingers.

‘It felt really good when he did it with his mouth.’

Yuris blankly held her breasts and lowered her head, trying to suck her nipples.

However, her breasts weren’t that large.

She could only suck on her upper chest.

“I can’t reach… .”

She couldn’t reach it by herself.

Wasn’t that the reason for the deficiency?

“Haah, haah. More… I want to be taken more.”

Because the me in my illusion isn’t the real Yuris.

She looked at herself in the mirror.

A naked woman lying on the bed, legs spread wide, exposing her shameful parts, was reflected in the mirror.

Between her legs bloomed a pink flower on her white skin.

A light pink pussy, clam-like, closed tightly, without a single hair.

She looked at her pussy, which no one had ever touched.

No, wait.

There was one person.

The bandit in her fantasy.

‘What nonsense. That was a fantasy. It doesn’t count, it doesn’t count.’

Besides, the bandit in her fantasy didn’t directly see her pussy.

He only rubbed her pussy with his hot dick.

‘A dick… .’

Is there anything similar?

As if entranced, Yuris grasped the hilt of her sword hanging on the wall.

There was a perfect object right here.

This sword hilt, even the rough texture could be felt.

She felt a strange sense of perversion at using a sword used in sacred battles for such a vulgar act.

‘It’s okay since I’m not inserting it, right?’

Yuris placed the sword hilt between her legs and moved it back and forth with her hand.

Each time, the rough grip, carved to prevent her hand from slipping, brushed against her pussy.

“Aah, good. Good… .”

Closing her eyes, it felt like she could hear the bandit’s voice.

It felt like he would seize her at any moment and threaten her.

-You move your hips yourself.

-It looks good. The sight of a noble lady begging a mere bandit and rubbing her hips.

-I’ll let you go this time, so come again next time.

-Otherwise, I’ll sell you to a slave trader.

Each time the bandit’s voice echoed in her mind like a hallucination, her body trembled with humiliation.

Before she knew it, she was answering the imaginary bandit.

-Who am I?

“Bandit… .”

As she mumbled the answer, the bandit in her imagination sneered.

-You’re so stupid, you cunt. I’ll ask again. Who am I?

She could guess what answer he wanted.

But, if she uttered those words.

If she were to put that word in her mouth.

She felt like she would never be able to turn back.

However, Yuris, who was already intoxicated with self-pleasure and felt she could no longer maintain her composure…

“Mas…ter.”

She finally uttered the words the imaginary bandit wanted.

-Well done.

He stroked her head.

It was the first time.

She had received praise from the bandit.

Of course, the one who gave the praise was merely a bandit existing only in her imagination.

“Aah, it’s good. I’m, I’m going to cum! Mmf!!!”

Yuris, intensifying her self-pleasure and shaking her hips back and forth, recalled the bandit’s face again.

It was a rough and vulgar face.

At the same time, it was filled with a musty and pungent pheromone scent.

And that smell was the same smell she always smelled whenever she went to the fantasy theater.

That’s right.

The magician’s smell.

The bandit’s smell was exactly the same as the smell coming from the magician’s pants, the shop owner.

The moment of climax.

“Mmf!!! I’m going!!! I’m cumming!!! Haah…!”

The rough face of the imaginary bandit and the magician’s face began to overlap.

Yuris writhed her body, dripping with vaginal fluid.

“Haah, haah.”

It was the best self-pleasure she had ever experienced.

“Good… .”

***

“Knight Commander, have you had some good news lately?”

A knight asked Yuris, who had gone to the training ground for training as usual.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, lately, the Commander’s expression has become softer than before, shall we say? Brighter, shall we say? Anyway, that’s the feeling.”

Following the first knight’s words, the adjutant, Jeco, added.

“That’s right. I thought something good must have happened to the Commander. Did you perhaps receive a new title recently?”

Jeco asked, his shining hair gleaming.

Yuris shook her head.

“It’s nothing like that.”

As she denied it, the female knights of the 1st Knight Order rushed over and asked.

“Commander, you did get a boyfriend, right?”

“Perhaps you have a fiancé arranged by your family?”

“If not, did you get a romantic partner?”

“Don’t you have a man you’re interested in?”

Unlike other knight orders, the 1st Knight Order was one of the few where female and male knights worked together.

Thanks to the skilled female knights who admired Yuris, the Goddess of Victory, and desperately trained to join the 1st Knight Order, they were able to maintain their title as the strongest in the empire.

However, the female knights had a slight complaint.

That was that their object of admiration and star, Yuris, was still alone at the age of 25.

In the empire, being alone until the age of 25 was the precarious boundary where one could become an old maid.

They didn’t want their object of admiration to become an old maid.

Was that the reason?

Once they got a lead, they approached Yuris like hyenas and started chattering.

And unlike those female knights…

“Could it be that the Commander has a lover?”

“Our Commander always lives with her sword.”

“Isn’t her sword her lover?”

The male knights were a little different.

While Yuris was an object of admiration for them, just like the female knights, they sometimes imagined themselves with her.

How could they not?

The imagination of building a family with such a beautiful and perfect knight.

Even though she was a flower on a cliff that they dared not approach, there was still hope for them because she hadn’t been touched by anyone yet.

Was that why?

The knights were focusing on Yuris’s reaction to the female knights’ questions for different reasons.

“W-well, yes. I, I don’t have anyone I’m interested in.”

And receiving their gazes, Yuris unconsciously stammered.

-Don’t you have a man you’re interested in?

Because the moment she heard those words, two people came to mind.

The bandit and the illusion magician.

He wasn’t a boyfriend, but he helped her feel good.

Thanks to them, she was able to temporarily put down the heavy burden of being the Goddess of Victory.

That must be why they said she looked brighter.

‘They aren’t men I’m interested in.’

That bandit was a trashy being who forcibly threatened her, and the magician was the one who made those videos.

He even tried to lure her with the nonsensical claim that it appeared in her desires.

However, the pleasure they gave her was better than any joy of victory she had ever felt.

That much was true.

Imagining the moment she was panting at the bandit’s command, her face flushed and her nipples hardened.

Oh, no.

The members are in front of me now.

At her shy reply as she turned her head away, the male knights who had said it was impossible and the female knights who were full of curiosity stopped for a moment.

“C-Commander, did you really get one?”

“Kyaaak! Commander, this is the first time I’ve seen you like this! Who is it?”

“Tell us. Let’s go have a girls’ talk with the Commander this time.”

“How far have you gone? Are you still just dating?”

“Wh-why… .”

The shocked male knights.

The chattering female knights.

Yuris shook her head, pushing away her subordinate knights who were rushing towards her.

“I told you it’s nothing like that!”

How could she say it?

That she felt good because of self-pleasure fueled by defeat.

She absolutely couldn’t say it.

Absolutely!

***

“Mmf!”

In the shop, which had no customers today, I stretched and devoted myself to alchemy.

Since I couldn’t make money from the fantasy video store, I had to cover research costs and shop operating expenses through alchemy and magic tool manufacturing, so I couldn’t rest for a moment.

That’s when it happened.

Knock, knock.

“Magician, you have a letter.”

I went outside after hearing the postman’s voice knocking on the door.

“A letter?”

“Yes, the sender is anonymous, but the recipient is addressed to the Magician.”

“Ah, it must be for me.”

Only one person would send me a letter like this.

My master, Professor Meiko of the Fantasy School.

“Magician, and it’s collect.”

“…Wait a moment.”

Is my master also struggling with money?

I handed a silver coin to the postman and opened the letter.

As I opened the letter, the face of a young woman in her early twenties with flowing blue hair came to mind.

-My disciple, how have you been!

Unlike her lively voice, dark circles were etched under her eyes.

Dark circles are a chronic disease for magicians.

“Master still seems energetic.”

-Does it look like that? Haha! Going outside gives me energy. Though it makes me tired. Anyway, I sent this letter to let you know I’m doing well.

“It’s good to see you’re doing well.”

-How’s the video store doing?

“It’s pretty good, thanks to some regulars.”

-R-regulars? You mean there are really women who like that depraved stuff?

I couldn’t bring myself to say that the woman is actually Yuris, the Goddess of Victory.

Because I have to cherish my customers’ information.

The woman who spoke with a flustered face was my master.

Meiko, the youngest professor of the Fantasy School and called a genius.

She was two years younger than me, but she became a professor much earlier and mastered almost everything about fantasy magic.

The problem, if it could be called one, was that she channeled her genius into adventure instead of research.

The fact that we can communicate in real-time like a phone call through this letter was also thanks to her.

It’s less of a letter and more like a temporarily usable communication crystal.

Should I call it a portable communication crystal?

I don’t know why she’s using her own invention when she has a communication crystal, but a genius’s thoughts are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

If Drogen was the Hagrid who put me into magic school, Meiko was the Dumbledore who raised me as an illusion magician.

This time, she dashed off to the dungeon, claiming she would find a medium that could help with the illusion magic.

Seeing her sulky expression, it seemed she hadn’t found what she wanted.

“Did you manage to find the materials that can enter the illusion in one go?”

– Not yet. I haven’t even found a clue. It’s not easy.

Why is she so fixated on that legendary material?

There are more important matters at hand.

Hmm, could it be?

“Master, you’re not wandering around outside to avoid helping me with my research, are you?”

– Wh-what are you talking about! Are you saying I ran away without helping my disciple?

At my words, she clutched her chest and shouted back.

“Why are you reacting like that? Anyone would think I did something perverted to you.”

– Y-you did! You, you! You were touching my chest under the pretense of research!

Meiko, stepping back while covering her chest, turned bright red.

“You were the one who said we should do anything for research.”

– I didn’t say to become a pervert!

“That was for the sake of gathering data back then.”

– Ugh! I’m worried, Master. I’m afraid my disciple might end up in jail for suddenly claiming to do research and touching a woman’s chest on the street.

“I’m a man of principle. I wouldn’t do such a thing unless it was for you, Master.”

Meiko continued to glare at me, her expression still filled with suspicion.

– Then I’m relieved.

Just as her face relaxed, as if her anger had dissipated, she nodded.

“Anyway, when will you be back?”

– I don’t know. I’ll return once I find the materials.

“If you don’t come back soon, I’ll come looking for you, Master.”

– Oh? It seems time is… running out… I’ll… come back… later…

“I know all about ‘later.’ The video will keep playing.”

– Tch!

Only then did Meiko’s tone return to normal.

“I’m relieved to see you’re healthy. Please just let me know before you come back. I’ll be waiting.”

– Yeah. I think it’s about time to stop that strange research a bit. No matter what I think about it, touching a woman’s desires…

I felt like a lecture was about to start, so I turned off the video of the letter.

After all, it’s better when the Master doesn’t nag and just goes along with it.