I'll show the love she deserves. (Pink Trigger >999)

Who among us, even the most studied of Witch Hunters, the foremost researchers of the history of Rokkenjima and its secrets, could predict how any of its inhabitants would react to this kind of play...? Would it be frustration, or perhaps even pleasure?

You see, Ushiromiya Jessica will never again emerge from the island of Rokkenjima. She will never have the chance to experiment with a lover and come to her own conclusions. If I can offer her the chance to experiment with this... I feel I owe her the opportunity.

My mind was full of love for this spunky, energetic young woman, in spite of her her protests. I love you, Jessica... now, my feelings of love travel from my heart to my hand. Accept them!

I'd gotten carried away with a kind of offensive enhancement magic of my own. Before I knew it, my hand was glowing with energy made possible by my Pink Trigger and my love. I could see Natsuhi's eyes growing wide with a lack of comprehension. Jessica, meanwhile, was still confidently glancing away, a cheeky grin on her face at what kind of weak strike I was going to give her.

From my hand to your ass... from your ass to your heart... Accept this pleasure, Jessica! I realized with no mild embarrassment that I was actually speaking these words out loud.

"What kind of incantation is that-" Jessica started to laugh as she turned her head... as if in slow motion, her eyes widened as she saw my magic palm lowering...

There was a shockwave of pink energy as my hand connected with her skirt, which was, to our shock, blown clean through by the strike. My hand continued as it displaced flesh around it, leading even Jessica's firm young ass to jiggle wildly.

This was not even the most fantastic sight in the moment. As I watched Jessica's face, I saw her confident, clenched jaw go slack as her tongue rolled out... the confident, challenging tilt of her eyebrows reverse as her bright eyes lost focus. She made a noise she had certainly never made before, a cry that had all the volume of **** throes but could never be mistaken as such.

She'd strained her head back to look at me: now, it had fallen slack, leaving her with her face buried in the pillow. I saw her legs thrash for a moment as a dark spot began to form on her white panties between her legs.

"J... Jessica..." Natsuhi uttered in shock, having slid against the wall to land on her behind. "Jessica! Are you... What?! What is this?!"

"I'm... fine... Mom...!" I heard Jessica gasp. "In fact, I'm... just fine!" she declared, before whirling her head to face me again.

That face was fine, but not in the way she meant at all. The lower half had the same energetic grin any fan would normally associate with Jessica. It was the eyes that were different. They were no longer challenging: they were begging, perverted, spiraling. "I'm fine! Mr. Player, you're gonna try harder than that, right? I won't feel anything if you give me a little lovetap like that, right?"

Even I was far too stunned to immediately respond. I... thought that was a pretty hard hit, Jessica. I wouldn't hit a lady harder than that just because she talked a little rough or called her mother "Mom."

"Huh? But, uh!" Jessica cried, looking ****. "Hey, I'm way naughtier than that, Mr. Player! Dad got you to come all the way out here to punish me, right? My parents are so disappointed in me! C'mooon!"

You don't look like such a depraved kid to me, I lied.

"Oh yeah? Oh yeah?!" Jessica grabbed both sides of her panties and yanked them down, shaking her bare ass at me tauntingly. She was already very wet. "You think Mom wants me doing this with a pervy sicko like you? You've gotta take responsibility and fix me right now!!"

Uh huh... Well then. Thanks for the meal!

I began spanking Jessica's behind more confidently now. I could hardly do it fast enough to satisfy her. The young lady's room shook with ecstatic cries for more as I continued reddening her bottom. Jessica... you're making quite a mess of your sheets...

"So punish me for it! Punish me, Mr. Player!!" the indecent young woman begged me with a wide grin.

I confess I lost track of time somewhat, punishing that insatiable Jessica. It couldn't have been long, though, before I heard the door thrown open. Natsuhi was looking at me with furious eyes, wielding a rifle. "Unhand my daughter... Unhand Jessica! What are you, Mr. Player?! Some kind of demon?!"

Natsuhi, you don't understand... I'm not hurting Jessica. This is love! The love she asked me for!

"How can an eighteen year old girl know to ask a man for... something like this?!" she screamed, taking the safety off her gun. "Jessica, leave him alone, this instant!"

"Don't wannaaaa~!" Jessica cried, sitting up in my lap so that her womanhood was resting on the lap of my pants, wrapping her hands around my neck. "Mr. Player, I'm backtalking to Mom! I gotta get another fifty for that, huh?!" She began kissing... or really, sucking... all over my face, apparently deciding that was the best way to get me to do what she wanted.

I saw Natsuhi's face screw up even further. She began to approach me. That's dangerous, Natsuhi...! Your daughter's here!

Without any hesitation, Natsuhi roughly pulled her kicking and screaming demon of a daughter from my lap and onto the floor, then backed me to the window with the weapon. Wait, Natsuhi! You don't understand! You can feel this way too if you just-

Natsuhi pulled the trigger, propelling me backwards out of the window. In my last moments, I fell through the air like a flightless creature, a sort of one-winged eagle myself. I had time to see the faces of the cousins who'd gathered in the garden around me, including those reflected in flying shards of glass.

Let's look at Battler, for instance. His face was red, as though he'd been listening to something very indecent, or perhaps exciting. But now, it's turned into an expression of horror.

Don't you see, Natsuhi? That was love! This is ****! Which of us was in the right?!

I landed dead with a thud.