416 If you're so capable, just rape me (600 votes added request for monthly vote support)

The girl's words left Lin Luo speechless, forcing him to chuckle nervously.

Though Furuhata claimed acceptance with a composed expression, Lin Luo sensed her lingering dissatisfaction. Otherwise she wouldn't be glaring at him like that, emphasizing the word "harem" so forcefully. Women were naturally jealous after all - except for those with extreme worldviews like Momoka and Chou Ringuyin. No ordinary woman would accept being just one of many in a man's harem. To think Furuhata had accepted this proposition so quickly surprised Lin Luo more than he expected.

He originally thought she'd need at least some time to process it.

"Speechless with joy? You harem guy, you really are cheap!" Furuhata shot him an icy stare before her eyes gleamed mischievously. Her small hand suddenly descended like lightning, gripping the hardened object pressing between his legs through his pants.

"Ahh!" Lin Luo couldn't suppress a low groan. Though her grip wasn't strong, she applied brutal force that nearly hurt, thrusting rhythmically as if releasing frustration. The sensation was vivid despite the clothing barrier - painful yet pleasurable.

"Though I won't be conquered by men," Furuhata's arrogant smile emerged before she pressed forward to kiss him again. This time her lips attacked more aggressively, her tongue dancing in his mouth with skill that surpassed even Misaka who had shared multiple intimate moments with Lin Luo through their relationship's inherent dynamic.

Lin Luo's hands slid from her back to unclasp the D-cup bra binding Furuhata's ample curves. Confident in her figure, she showed no shyness but instead leaned into his exploration. Eagerly he massaged the firm mounds until the peaks stiffened noticeably.

As their passion intensified, Furuhata's face flushed crimson. Her lips parted in a sensual pout while her hands unzipped Lin Luo's pants to free his hardened member. Simultaneously, his fingers found their way beneath her skirt to stroke the already damp folds of her underwear.

After some time, Furuhata pushed herself up. A silvery strand of moisture clung to her lips as she scolded him gently, "You hurt me... for someone who's not a virgin, you're more excited than I am."

"Ah... sorry," Lin Luo looked embarrassed but couldn't explain himself. After all, Furuhata was just an ordinary girl with no resistance comparable to Evangeline who could handle his overzealous tentacles.

"Hmph!" She huffed indignantly before suddenly retreating and kneeling down on the floor. Her mouth enveloped his rigid member in one fluid motion, the warmth wrapping around him like heaven's embrace that made Lin Luo shudder involuntarily.

The girl's long-awaited oral skills gave him a unique pleasure. Watching her head bob up and down with occasional tongue flicks brought both physical bliss and psychological satisfaction.

Approximately thirty minutes later, Lin Luo arched his back instinctively, gripping Furuhata's hair tightly as he thrust his hips. Countless torrents of hot essence poured into her mouth.

Furuhata's brow furrowed slightly at the pain. Through muffled sounds she swallowed everything until the pressure on her head eased. She finally lifted her face with two streaks of white fluid dripping from her lips, instinctively licking them clean while radiating a sultry aura...

"Wait," Furuhata suddenly gasped as she noticed Lin Luo's organ remained rock hard despite ejaculation. That contradicted common knowledge about male physiology.

"Why won't it soften? You're such a villain!" She glared at him reproachfully.

"...," Lin Luo was speechless. How did this become an accusation of villainy for being physically endowed?

Of course she didn't know his perpetual hardness wasn't from natural strength but the Creation Law's influence. If only she knew he once spent an entire night with Evangeline without pause, repeating this for two months straight, her surprise would make sense.

Actually Lin Luo could control it by choosing not to use Creation Law to recover - though naturally his physique was already superior to ordinary men. But who wouldn't prefer lasting power? This automatic recovery had become second nature after years of practice.

After hearing the explanation, Furuhata's teeth clenched in frustration before she bit down hard on Lin Luo's shoulder. Originally intending to submit completely as part of her conquest strategy - since becoming his harem member was already accepted, giving him full access seemed reasonable, especially with her own desires stirring...

But now plans changed. With Lin Luo's current state, even a whole day together would leave her exhausted while he remained unaffected. That wasn't what she wanted.

She aimed to conquer him, not be conquered.

"I mean," Lin Luo was exasperated as he realized this decision cost him an opportunity with his "little sister". "You're making me waste my chances."

"I don't care," Furuhata declared stubbornly.

"But it's uncomfortable for both of us," Lin Luo pulled her onto his lap, caressing her smooth skin. "Your down there is definitely hurting now..."

Furuhata frowned - the pain was indeed real for an innocent girl with weak resistance. Yet she held firm: "Then help me resolve this using other methods. Fingers or mouth are fine... just don't break my hymen."

"...," Lin Luo groaned in defeat as she casually suggested such explicit alternatives. Where was the dignity of the Tomoe Academy Queen?

"Still, it's better to become my true woman now," he tried persuading again.

"No way!" Despite his arguments, Furuhata stood her ground until finally she laid back defiantly, parting her legs: "If you insist, go ahead and rape me. I'll fight back though."

"...Fine then," Lin Luo gave up entirely to the girl's obstinate persistence - though he doubted she truly wanted him to commit a crime just because he respected his own limits.

"Come on, help resolve this already! It itches down there," Furuhata urged from the couch.

Face-saving at all costs!

Lin Luo sweat-dropped as her determination to conquer him through self-sabotage became clear. He couldn't understand how she fixated so much on dominating him.

But now wasn't the time for philosophy - better deal with their physical needs first. Maybe later he could pretend to be conquered temporarily.

Eventually they resolved matters in a mutual oral position: Lin Luo's face buried between her thighs while Furuhata took turns sucking his hardened member...

After fully emptying their desires, Furuhata looked content as she straightened her disheveled clothes, watching his flaccid organ with triumphant satisfaction. Lin Luo felt conflicted - although the pleasure was undeniable, why did it feel like she controlled everything?

Misaka was right after all - this girl's not just perverted in ability but in character too.

"Oh no," Furuhata checked the wall clock after washing up. "It's time for class again."

"You actually attend classes?" Lin Luo asked skeptically about her sudden punctuality.

"Of course!" She explained with complaints, "The rules here are strict. If I skipped without reason, I couldn't keep being 'sister' and my queen status would be at risk... Honestly, this city you created is so complicated!"

Face-saving again...

"Well then," adjusting in front of the mirror to remove all traces, she tossed her hair defiantly before grabbing her purse. "I'll leave first - see you tonight."

With that she exited, leaving Lin Luo to also head out after washing his face.

"Strange..." As he stepped outside the school gates, a vague sense of forgotten purpose nagged him. Why did he come here to visit Furuhata in the first place?...

...Eh well, never mind.