Side Chapter — A Hundred Kisses

It happened after the Dungeon Battle was over, but a bit before Keima’s party left to go home. Or to be more specific, it was the morning after Rokuko and Keima slept together in the same bed.

“Sister. Let’s kiss,” Rokuko said instead of preparing to leave.

“What?!” Haku exclaimed with a twitch, her body trembling with shock. She was so shaken that she accidentally ripped in half the document she had been looking at. “K-K-K-K-Kiss? By kiss you mean, that kind of kiss, yes?”

“Hm? Um, what other kinds of kisses are there, sister?”

“Mmm?! None, none at all. Um... What? Is this a dream? Is this some special effect of Father’s sofa?”

Haku certainly had gotten drunk at the celebration, before eventually waking up the next morning on the sofa Father had given her. She had felt great after waking up, which was unusual, and also meant there was at least a small percentage chance, no, about a fifty percent chance that it was responsible for Rokuko saying that.

“Hm. Hmmhmhm. Cough. Ummmmmmmm. Well.”

“Here I go, Sister.”

“Nmmm?!”

Rokuko climbed onto Haku’s desk and pressed her lips against hers while she was still sitting in her office chair. It was a basic kiss that involved nothing more than touching lips.

“...Mmm?!”

“Well, that’s one. Time for two. Mmm.”

“Wait wait wait, Rokuko, wait! Give me ten, no, at least five minutes!”

Haku held up a hand to stop Rokuko from kissing her a second time, then left her seat.

What what WHAT?! What’s going on?! Is this a dream? Is it real life? Ah! AAAAH!

Haku, in a panic due to the lingering warmth on her lips, rushed to the bathroom and brushed her teeth intensely. She cast {Purification} to finish the job, then checked her face in the mirror to make sure she looked fine. Her ears and cheeks were fine, aside from being bright red. Her breath smelled fine.

After brushing her hair with her hands just to be safe and calm herself down, she returned to her seat in the administrative room where Rokuko was waiting. And there she was, quietly waiting, not a figment of Haku’s imagination at all.

“...M-My apologies for the wait.”

“Welcome back, Haku. Let’s get back to it.”

“Y-Yes, indeed... Um, Rokuko? Where’s all this coming from,” Haku asked, and Rokuko tilted her head.

“You said I could kiss Keima if I kissed you one hundred times first, didn’t you?”

“...Now that you mention it, I did say that.” Indeed, she remembered it clearly. And there Haku finally understood that Rokuko was trying to kiss her one hundred times so she could kiss Keima.

“Okay, let’s get back to it! There’s still ninety-nine left, Haku!”

“R-Right, I understand, I know, bu— Mnggh?!”

Haku once again had her lips forcibly stolen. Rokuko was being shockingly aggressive. It was so intense that Haku felt that she might fall unconscious. But at the same time, she had to stay conscious no matter the price. She was resolved to experience this for as long as she could, even if it killed her.

“Fwaah! Oh, and kissing places other than the lips still counts as kisses, right?”

“Wait, nmm! Kyaah, ah, aah, n-not there!”

Rokuko launched a flurry of kisses onto Haku’s cheeks and neck. Haku could do nothing but sit and take it as she trembled, wondering where Rokuko had learned such techniques. She certainly hadn’t taught her to do any of this.

All Haku had taught her was some basic sexual education, just to ensure no accidents were to happen. She taught her that sexual reproduction was an act that relieved the body by expelling dirty juices, and that one was to view their sexual partner as a trash can. Men doing it to women were pure evil, and they should be refused no matter what. And that ultimately, it was meant to expel waste, and doing any more than that was the act of beasts. She also taught her that kissing was for people who liked each other, that gender didn’t matter when it came to kissing, and that sisters could kiss as much as they liked.

It was mostly a manipulative view of sex made technically not false by exploiting the difference between humans and human-type Dungeon Cores. And yet, how had Rokuko learned to give such passionate, fervent kisses from such basic sexual education? All she could think of was that Keima or someone in Goren had taught her. Perhaps it was the work of the Succubi that Leona had left there.

Ah, yes. That was it, no doubt about it. Curse you, Leona! How dare you defile my sweet little Rok— Haku thought before being abruptly interrupted by the sensation of a wet, warm thing going into her ear.

“Hyaaahiih?! R-Rokuko, not theeeere...”

“You certainly, shlpph, have clean ears, don’t you? They taste like you.”

Haku’s thoughts were scattered by the wet sounds of a tongue digging into her ear as up-close whispers echoed within, her brain trembling with bliss. Her beloved Rokuko’s whispers and cute tongue played a symphony accompanied by body heat and hot breathing which shook her brain more than she ever thought possible.

My ear hole, feels amazing! Ah, ah, licking, hyaagh, ah, ngh, the licking, feels amazing...! It’s so loud I can’t hear anything else! My ears are being dominateeed!

“N-No, Rokuko... My, my ears are too weak! I’ll crumble if you keep licking them...!”

“Oh, are these your weak spot? I wonder what will happen if I do this, then... Nom.”

“Hyaah?! Y-You bit, my eaaar, hyaaaah!”

She was melting. Rokuko was melting Haku’s brain.

Haku could do nothing but sit and weather Rokuko’s storm of kisses, unable to hide her bright-red face and ears, nor hide the sensual storm of expressions flashing across her face. This is, too much, it’s just, I’m going to lose my mind!

“...And that’s one hundred.”

“...Ah...”

And so, after the promised one hundred kisses were over, Rokuko pulled her face back from Haku’s with an embarrassed expression. Meanwhile, Haku was limply slumped against her wet chair, staring at the ceiling in such a daze she couldn’t even lift her arms.

“...Haku, you’re drooling.”

“E-Eek! R-Rokuko... When did you get so mature?!”

“Ahaha. I’m growing up too, you know!” Rokuko replied with a smug expression despite having not answered Haku’s question at all.

And then, Rokuko realized something. She looked at Haku and licked her lips. The sight of that sent a sweet shudder down Haku’s spine.

“If I kiss you lots ahead of time, that’s more kisses I can have with Keima later... Let’s go another one hundred. Or maybe two hundred? No, no, three hundred... one thousand?”

“Eep?!”

In the end, Haku was dominated so thoroughly by Rokuko that she didn’t even have the strength to see her and Keima’s party off. How many times did Rokuko kiss her in the end? That will forever be a secret between just the two of them.