Inner Voice: All Heroines Hear My Inner Voice Chapter 946 946: A miserable fox and a green cat

Within a brothel affiliated with the Ishtar Familia, a woman with striking blonde hair, accompanied by fox-like ears and a tail, was found resting on a bed. Her form was both delicate and curvaceous, and the loose-fitting crimson kimono she wore revealed a significant expanse of her fair skin.

Numerous patrons, drawn by her famed beauty, expressed a desire to be intimate with her. However, before any such encounter could materialize, the woman would invariably faint, only to awaken back on her bed.

Despite her virginity, she remained unaware of this fact, mistakenly believing herself to be a genuine prostitute.

Sanjouno Haruhime felt tainted.

She frequently yearned for a hero to rescue her, to extract her from the confines of that establishment. Yet, over time, a pervasive sense that she was undeserving of salvation, simply due to her perceived profession, took root.

However, since encountering the distinct inner voice of a man named Eiji in recent days, a flicker of hope ignited within her; perhaps she, too, could be counted among the heroines.

Her cherished hobby of reading fairy tales meant that, unlike many other women in Danmachi, she possessed a greater understanding of Eiji's so-called original works.

"How could someone like me possibly be a heroine? I am merely a prostitute..."

"I have been defiled..."

Haruhime roused herself from the bed. The interior of the chamber was empty, save for her presence. Her most recent customer had also departed.

After they had presumably found satisfaction in their dalliance with her body, they had left her behind.

This was not an unprecedented occurrence, and she had grown accustomed to it.

At least, that was Haruhime's perception. She had once again fallen prey to misunderstanding. Her upbringing, marked by isolation, abduction by bandits, subsequent auction, and eventual purchase by Ishtar who destined her for a life as a brothel prostitute, left her ignorant of many aspects of life, including the experience of a woman losing her virginity.

Consequently, this instance, too, was subject to her misinterpretation. Haruhime was unaware that this served Ishtar's specific agenda. For reasons unknown, the goddess of her Familia deliberately prevented any customer from truly taking her virginity, instead fabricating the illusion that she had lost it, having been toyed with repeatedly whenever she succumbed to unconsciousness.

To enhance the deception—

*Click*

The door creaked open, admitting Aisha Belkha, an amazoness and one of the level 3 executives within the Ishtar Familia.

"Haruhime, you have finally regained consciousness. The previous patron lodged a complaint, despite stating he was 'quite satisfied' with your services."

This statement was, in fact, a fabrication.

In reality, Aisha herself had escorted the prior customer away before any untoward actions could be taken against the still-unconscious Haruhime.

Aisha harbored guilt but remained bound by her goddess's directives.

Upon hearing this, Haruhime's sorrow deepened, her body trembling. She bit her lip, lowering her head until her gaze was fixed upon the floor, "I am sorry... I have disappointed my customers once more."

"It is alright; did I not mention the previous customer was quite satisfied? For today, you may rest a little longer. Incidentally, I will bring your dinner to you shortly."

"Thank you, Aisha..."

Haruhime lifted her head, mustering a strained smile for the brown-skinned woman standing before her.

Aisha offered a curt nod, her expression unreadable. She then exited the room, ensuring the door was securely locked from the outside.

Haruhime found herself under a form of house arrest, with Ishtar forbidding her from leaving her chambers.

To occupy her time, she retrieved a fairy tale book from the shelf and began to read. These books had been procured for her by Aisha at Haruhime's request, a gesture for which she felt thankful.

At the very least, she had someone who seemed to care for her in this place.

Nevertheless, Haruhime began to harbor the familiar wish once more: a desire for someone to rescue her.

A hero.

[Ding! You have been added to the Interdimensional Inner Voice Group.]

"?"

Witnessing a translucent golden screen materialize before her eyes, bearing inscribed text, Haruhime was naturally taken aback.

"Wh-What is this?"

Instantly, information flooded her mind, allowing her to comprehend the situation.

In essence, she had been fortunate.

Haruhime's eyes sparkled with the intensity of someone grasping a lifeline.

"Hello, I... I am Sanjouno Haruhime."

She attempted to establish communication with the phenomenon before her, as the information she had received indicated that the entity responsible for bestowing this gift was a divine being—the Lord of Dreams.

However, the subsequent response elicited further astonishment.

[I am aware of your identity, Haruhime. I also know of your past, your aspirations, and your deepest desires. I am the Lord of Dreams; though I possess other titles, my name is Eiji Seiya.]

It was the voice of the man whose inner thoughts she had frequently perceived!

Haruhime felt an urge to mention her awareness of him via his inner monologue. However, she quickly realized this was not feasible.

Miss System: "...."

This was due to the censorship protocols, naturally.

For reasons unclear, her host was resolute in employing the same method he had previously used to court Scáthach.

Despite the existence of more direct approaches, he had opted against them.

Eiji: I am merely doing this because it has been a while since I utilized this particular feature. Do not take it too seriously; I am engaging in this for my own amusement.

Miss System: Oh.

Haruhime resolved to inquire, "Eiji... Eiji-sama?"

[Yes, Haruhime.]

Eiji's voice was gentle and possessed a certain magnetism, bringing a sense of calm to her mind. Yet, it also evoked a touch of embarrassment within her.

"If my understanding is correct, under these circumstances... you possess the ability to fulfill my wish."

[That is indeed the case. You must already be aware of the implications of being invited to the Interdimensional Inner Voice Group.]

[I can grant your desire to be saved by the 'Hero' and attain freedom. However, in return, your body and soul will be bound to me.]

It felt akin to striking a bargain with a devil.

Naturally, the innocent Haruhime, unaware of this, was pleased with Eiji's proposition. Still, a sense of unease caused her to clutch the kimono at her chest, leading to her breasts becoming nearly fully exposed.

Eiji observed the scene with evident appreciation.

"Am I truly worthy, Eiji-sama? I am but a prostitute... my body is tainted, and you likely wouldn't find it appealing."

This was the source of Haruhime's apprehension.

However, in the very next moment, she heard Eiji let out a soft chuckle.

[Ah, I nearly neglected to inform you that you are, in fact, a virgin.]

"Ehh!? Eiji-sama, that cannot be... I've had countless men as my patrons..."

Haruhime found this revelation difficult to accept.

Each time she regained consciousness from her daze, she would find her garments disheveled and evidence of white, sticky fluid saturating the area around her crotch.

As if sensing her thoughts, Eiji began to explain deliberately.

[I assure you, I am not fabricating this. All this while, Haruhime, you have been deceived by those around you. On every occasion you lost consciousness, the men who intended to assault you were forcibly removed by a woman named Aisha.]

[Furthermore, Aisha would fabricate evidence, such as disarranging your clothing and applying a thick white substance, actually made from milk powder, to convince you that you were no longer pure, Haruhime. These actions were carried out under Ishtar's direct orders.]

Eiji was unaware of this particular detail from the original narrative but learned of it through Rasiel.

He possessed omniscience.

"Oh!" Haruhime was utterly astonished, naturally.

She opened her mouth, speechless, and pictured Aisha executing every action Eiji described.

"C-Can this be true? I am truly a virgin? My body isn't defiled?"

[Cease making such declarations about your body. You risk creating a misunderstanding that I am particularly concerned about it.]

Miss System: Huh? Host, isn't that an accurate statement? Thus far, you've never...

Eiji: Miss System, do not proceed with your statement. I fail to comprehend your meaning.

Miss System: "...."

Alright, let us abandon this topic. It would be best to disregard the actions of our host towards Demeter not long ago.

He never provided that woman with a rebirth pill (what a falsehood).

Utterly shameless.

"I apologize, Eiji-sama! I never intended for others to misunderstand me!"

Haruhime became flustered and quickly offered her apologies.

Eiji let out a sigh.

[There is no need to apologize; you have done nothing wrong. Now, do you accept my offer?]

"I..."

Reflecting on Eiji's proposal, Haruhime found little resistance within her heart. The prospect of escaping her current life as a prostitute and gaining freedom seemed worth the exchange of her body and soul.

Especially after having been privy to his inner voice for the past few days, she had gained a general understanding of him.

She had developed a favorable impression of him.

Even so, a lingering concern remained.

"I agree, but Eiji-sama... Are you not concerned about incurring Ishtar-sama's wrath? Should she discover I've vanished from this chamber due to your intervention, she will undoubtedly be enraged and create significant trouble for you."

Even in this moment, her thoughts were for the person offering her salvation.

Worthy of being his future wife, Eiji mused.

[Ishtar is of little consequence. Her rival, Freya, is currently serenading me.]

"Freya... serenading you?" Haruhime appeared perplexed.

She possessed some knowledge of Freya, the Goddess of Beauty, gleaned from Aisha.

However, Eiji's statement held no clear meaning for her.

Of course, understanding was beyond her grasp due to her inherent innocence. Presently, within the confines of a hotel room, situated not far from the district of entertainment—

"Ahh! Ahh! So large! So deep... Eiji-sama, you're driving me wild~ !"

Eiji was, in fact, conversing with Haruhime while engaging in intercourse with Freya in her Syr form.

He was effectively multitasking.

Upon a generously sized bed, their naked forms were intertwined. Syr's delicate arms were wrapped around Eiji's waist, her legs were positioned over his shoulders, and she gazed at his exceptionally handsome face with an expression of intense desire.

Her silvery hair was disheveled, her smooth, pale skin glistened with a light sheen of perspiration, and her breasts, perfectly cupped in her hands, swayed with each thrust of Eiji's substantial member against her core.

Not only was this her first intimate experience (in her Syr form, they were essentially virgins), but Freya also found it to be the most exquisite encounter she had ever known.

Eiji's prowess was simply unparalleled!

His suckling of her cherry nipples and the squeezing of her breasts was incredible.

He found all of her sensitive points.

"Hnn... Ohh... Ohh... Yes, Eiji-sama~ Suck harder! They're yours!"

He was extremely skilled.

This man was destined to be hers.

Only hers!

Freya greedily caressed Eiji's muscles, unable to resist licking his muscular chest in their current position. More precisely, the mating press.

Beneath her silver eyes, brimming with lust and possessiveness, she watched Eiji's large cock surge in and out of her pussy.

Freya was so overwhelmed with arousal that, unusually, she climaxed first, and this was her second orgasm. Eiji offered a faint smile, glancing down at the woman emitting moans like a desperate puppy beneath him.

Now, you might be wondering if he simply conquered Freya this way? No, that is incorrect.

His strategy was somewhat intricate.

Initially, he intended to infuse Freya's body with voracity energy, acting as a poison to induce an intense hunger for him. However, during their previous intimate encounter, he discovered that Syr had not yet lost her virginity.

With his god-tier massage techniques and Rasiel, he confirmed this. Thus, under Allen's envious gaze, he opted to improvise.

About sixty minutes prior.

After they had shared a meal at a popular establishment.

"Syr, the sun is nearly set," Eiji remarked to the woman clinging to his arm.

"Yes, what a shame... I truly wish I could spend more time with Eiji-sama."

Syr appeared unsatisfied and signaled for him to prolong their outing.

Eiji conceded to her wish, suggesting, "Then, perhaps we could visit one of those hotels you mentioned earlier? You commented on how comfortable their beds are."

Upon hearing this, Syr beamed, revealing her pristine white teeth. She resembled a yandere who had successfully ensnared her prey in her web. Yet, she remained unaware of who the true prey was.

"This will be my first time... but if it is with Eiji-sama, I will happily oblige~"

Her statement was a mix of truth and omission.

Eiji felt no remorse for his impending actions towards her. They entered the hotel and secured a room on the second floor.

"Freya-sama, you and that man... Damn it! Eiji Seiya, you scoundrel... I swear I will kill you! I will absolutely end you someday!"

"Just because you are a god, do you believe you can claim sole possession of Freya-sama's love?"

From within the shadowed alley, Allen let out a growl akin to a feral cat. Killing intent radiated from his eyes, but he could only remain silent, enduring the surge of bitterness in his heart.

A cuckold.

Every member of the Freya Familia were cuckolds.

Eiji had no intention of joining their ranks. First and foremost, he would ensure Freya experienced his pleasure first. Then...

He would make it impossible for her to even consider another man.

"Ngh...! Hnnnng... Eiji-sama! Eiji-sama!" Syr, or rather Freya, cried out his name repeatedly, her moans echoing.

Any man would be driven to madness; Eiji was no exception and he finally ejaculated within the sanctuary of the most revered Beauty Goddess in the Danmachi universe.

"Syr, take this! From this moment forward, you belong only to me."

Eiji's declaration was authoritative and laced with possessiveness.

Freya did not grasp the full weight of his words, but she was so exhilarated that she simultaneously experienced an orgasm, crying, "Hng! Ngh! Ungh! Ahh! So much~!"

She was also astonished by the sensation of abundant cum filling her sanctuary.

Syr's face contorted into an ahegao expression and she tilted her head back, rolling her eyes upward as if dazed.

However, Eiji didn't just deposit sperm; he also infused voracity energy deep within her, enabling him to control her physiological responses solely through that.

Leveraging his position as the Emanator of Voracity, he imposed a contract that would gradually intensify Freya's hunger for him. Should she attempt to satiate this craving with another man, she would suffer extreme agony.

At this precise moment, Freya remained unaware that anything was amiss.

"It is not yet finished... Syr, extend your tongue." Eiji commanded.

Freya complied, anticipating his next action with eagerness.

"Umm..."

He initiated a more passionate kiss, resuming his hip movements. Freya skillfully maneuvered her tongue, greedily swallowing his saliva.

Yet, to her slight surprise, Eiji's penis grew even harder, and he seemed capable of another round with her.

Despite having already released a significant amount of fluid inside her.

Amazing... once this is over, I shall discard my disguise and claim him entirely for myself. she mused.

Freya had underestimated Eiji's stamina and his reserves.

*Plap! Plap! Plap!*

The sounds of flesh meeting flesh and muffled moans filled the chamber. The pair continued their intimate act.

As a Level 6 adventurer, Allen possessed incredibly sharp hearing, allowing him to discern sounds from within the hotel walls.

His envy of Eiji burned intensely, turning his eyes crimson, and his hands clenched into tight fists.

Eiji Seiya was truly a beast!

He had brutally defiled his goddess, and the duration far exceeded his expectations!

Though Allen could have departed, he resolved to remain, watching over Freya from a discreet distance.

He steeled himself to endure the role of the cuckolded victim, forced to overhear the intimate sounds of the woman he cherished by another man.

Eiji let out a laugh, experimenting with various acts upon Freya, who remained in her Syr form. Naturally, he didn't refrain from exploring her rear.

"Aahhhhh~! My rear! Eiji-sama, you truly inserted your large member into that orifice!? Hyaa–haa!"

"Ahh! Ahh! So pleasurable! Ngh... Ahh..."

Freya's exclamations were potent enough to conjure vivid images in the mind of any listener, painting a clear picture of her experience.

"...." Allen trembled visibly. His complexion turned a sickly green, and his expression was utterly grim.

His animosity towards Eiji burned fiercely.

He harbored a desperate desire to tear his rival limb from limb.

Eiji, finding amusement in Allen's distress, intensified his assault on his goddess's most intimate part.

The bed, the bathroom, the walls—every conceivable nook within the room became a stage for their fervent coupling.

He reached his climax multiple times, to the point that Freya succumbed to unconsciousness during one intense bout. She lost the opportunity to shed her disguise and employ her allure to subdue Eiji.

Gazing upon the exquisite beauty now resting on the bed, her abdomen swollen and both her lower passages slick with abundant white fluid.

Eiji felt a profound sense of fulfillment.

With a snap of his fingers, he cleansed himself, donned his attire once more, and erected a protective barrier to prevent any intrusion into the bedroom where Freya lay in her current state.

While Freya had yet to establish a Master-Servant bond, she was undeniably his woman. He vowed that no other man would witness her in such a state henceforth.

However, before proceeding to Haruhime's location and assuming the role of her savior, he first needed to address a lurking feline eavesdropper.