The Absolute Beings Obsessed with My Defeat Addiction

There were many questions that were surprisingly ordinary, except for the first one.

– What is your favorite hobby?

– Defeating my opponent.

– What do you usually do when you are stressed?

– Bubble baths. A light massage from a maid.

– What is the most important thing to you?

– Family, lineage, and myself.

– Is there something you cannot tolerate? (Yes/No) If you chose Yes, please answer the next question.

– Yes.

– What can you not tolerate?

– Insulting the Silvesta family, being ignored.

There were many everyday questions.

As I answered one question after another, the ordinary questions were almost over.

And then came the serious questions.

– What is your sexual orientation? (Heterosexual/Homosexual/Other)

“Is there really such a question?”

She circled heterosexual as if it were obvious.

– As someone who chose heterosexual, what is your preference? (Older man/Younger man/Same age or peer)

“……”

It was a difficult question.

Helen had never really thought about her preference for men until now.

“Um… Instructor, what should I do if a difficult question comes up?”

Max, who was seriously fiddling with the magic circle, looked at her and said,

“In that case, think seriously. It doesn’t matter how long it takes until you reach a conclusion.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

Max focused back on the magic circle.

Helen quietly watched him.

His serious gaze as he silently worked on the magic circle.

The sharp jawline that was revealed when he lifted his head.

The muscles that showed from his slightly rolled-up wrist.

And the lower abs that peeked out from under his shirt every time he raised his arms.

He had a perfect physique that made her want to ask why a wizard had a body as good as a knight’s.

A wizard with perfect intellectual abilities and perfect physical capabilities.

“Hmmm, I think that level is just right.”

She felt no attraction to a man who was lacking compared to her.

After all, a man who is lacking cannot protect himself.

Even if he cannot protect her, he must at least be able to protect himself to be worth considering.

An older man with a suitable age difference.

To be someone she could rely on, being the same age or younger would be difficult.

– As someone who chose heterosexual, what is your preference? (Older man/Younger man/Same age or peer)

She carefully drew a small circle around older man.

“Good.”

There were still a few more questions left.

Questions continued to list the other person’s appearance preferences, personality preferences, and other physical and psychological conditions.

– In what situation do you feel excited? (The more detailed you write, the more helpful it will be.)

A somewhat more explicit question hit her suddenly.

What state makes you feel excited?

So this question has come up now.

However, perhaps because of the intense first question, she read the question somewhat calmly.

Excitement.

She recalled.

Slowly, as Max had said, until an image appeared in her mind.

Naturally, she could never tolerate losing to a man.

‘I must win no matter what.’

She imagined herself trampling Max.

In the image of him declaring defeat to her, Helen felt a brief thrill.

In the sight of him never daring to look down on her again, she felt a deep satisfaction.

However.

It was not something that excited her.

Rather, it soon became dull.

It became as uninteresting as other mediocre men.

‘Does she dislike me winning?’

No, that couldn’t be.

There was no way.

Crushing others and winning was her forte.

It had always been that way.

Hadn’t she written that she liked defeating her opponent from the very beginning?

‘Does she dislike this?’

No.

It wasn’t that she disliked it.

It was just a brief fulfillment of desire.

“Surely…”

Recalling the previous memories she had experienced in her fantasies, Helen imagined the opposite case.

Max trampling and tormenting her…

“Eek!”

Unknowingly, she shivered and closed her legs.

“Helen, what’s wrong?”

“Uh, huh? N-nothing.”

Am I going crazy?

Am I really excited about losing?

Not someone else, but me?

I am the precious princess of the Silvesta family, Helen.

‘Get a grip.’

Helen collected herself.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t forget the excitement she had just felt.

‘Is it real…?’

She closed her eyes and imagined a different scene.

But what came to mind was.

– You didn’t do your homework properly again today. Is that acceptable for an academy student? You’ll have to take supplementary classes.

– If you’ve entered the school of magic, you need to produce proper grades. But your grades are too poor. Let’s start supplementary classes.

– Would that be a new exercise? We’ll have to do supplementary classes. Today is stretching and cardio.

Each was a different version of Max.

The Instructor Max who belittled her.

Swallow.

She swallowed hard and wrote down, trembling.

– When imagining being trampled and defeated. Feeling a sense of defeat at the instructor’s suggestion of supplementary classes due to my lack of assertiveness, and feeling a bit of excitement. Facing an unsolvable problem and being belittled by the Instructor who presented it, feeling excitement. When I hear that I’m stupid, my body flinches.

It was a matter that exceeded her pride, but she couldn’t lie.

Lying about such things would be far more humiliating.

– I have fallen into a world where I have no choice but to be honest about my sexual desires. I must engage in at least one act that I like the most. What act do you prefer?

Helen bit her lip.

An explicit question.

But now that she had come this far, there was no option to turn back.

Good.

Since it has come to this, I will answer honestly.

– I prefer situations where I am belittled sexually and ultimately punish myself. Leaving marks on my body that no one could touch, not even my father.

Her face turned as red as if it would burst.

– This is the last question. Please answer only if you answered that you are a virgin.

– Do you mind losing your virginity through this act? (Yes/No)

As soon as she saw that question, she looked up at Max.

“W-what is this, Instructor?”

“From your reaction, it seems you’ve seen the last question. You can answer that honestly as well. Depending on your answer, the actions in reality will change.”

“…What happens if I write that I can’t?”

“I won’t touch that part. All of this will change according to the user’s wishes.”

Helen, who had been fidgeting, asked.

“What did Yuris answer?”

“She said no. I have to be honest too.”

“I see.”

With trembling hands, Helen circled ‘no.’

She contemplated changing it to ‘yes,’ but she didn’t want to lose her virginity over such a matter.

“It’s all done.”

“Thank you for your hard work. Please take a moment to rest. I will modify the magic circle based on the survey.”

“Are we starting right away?”

“We change the settings for each customer. If you want, we can start right away, or if not, you can postpone it for later.”

Helen made a note to do it later.

She was curious.

How her answer would manifest.

“Okay. Then I’ll wait.”

“Would you like to change into the clothes we provide at our store?”

It was a baggy outfit labeled ‘Illusion Theater.’

The material was high quality, but the design was a bit shabby for a noble lady.

It was a somewhat shabby outfit for a noble lady, but having worn it once, Helen knew how comfortable it was.

The fit was soft, and it didn’t matter how dirty it got.

Then.

“I’ll wear it.”

“Good. Then while I set up the magic circle, please wash up for a moment.”

“…Okay.”

As she gathered her clothes and headed to the shower, Helen glanced at Max.

He was reading the questionnaire with a calm demeanor, more composed than she expected.

He didn’t seem to show any signs of excitement while reading the questionnaire.

‘Am I the strange one? Why is he so calm?’

Or is it that I have no sexual appeal?

That thought was a bit unpleasant.

‘Now that I think about it, he left me alone when I was caught in a Illusion last time.’

Could it be…?

Is he really not feeling attracted to me?

That couldn’t be.

She entered the shower, paying attention to the strange wound on her pride.

Helen didn’t know.

That Max was greatly surprised by her unexpected preferences.

‘Wait, is the Instructor who presents unresolved problems not talking about me?’

And that Max’s consciousness was gradually reflecting in the magic circle.

***

Although Helen was somewhat surprised by her unexpected preferences, the magic circle was registered normally.

Regarding her desired preference for sexuality, she added a bit of arrangement to the situation of being belittled for not being able to do it properly.

The basic setting was the academy she attended.

It would be better if the existing Illusion had a similar background.

‘The previous research data was helpful too.’

However, the character that could be called the protagonist had changed.

Originally, due to the setting where a worthless being was defeated by her unexpected power according to Yuris’s preferences, the socially awkward Aeson Propad, who was at the bottom of the hierarchy, was supposed to be the protagonist.

‘It seems she wants to be dominated by someone who has an advantage over her, an older man.’

So, I set him up as an older instructor.

Since putting myself in would seem too intentional, I created a fictional character based on the little information that she might find attractive.

Since it worked well for Yuris, it would likely work well for Helen too.

Being subjected to secret acts under the pretext of supplementary classes.

Just like I did for Yuris, I planned to take Helen to where she wanted through physical pressure and similar sensations.

‘The settings are all done. The rest will unfold in the Illusion according to Helen’s desires.’

My role there would be to add external elements so that she could immerse herself a little more and to play the role of the counterpart.

“Is it all done?”

After a long shower, Helen came out wearing the store’s outfit, a wide purple round shirt.

“Yes. Please sit here. Once the magic circle is activated, the desired scene will unfold naturally.”

“I have no doubt about your skills, Instructor.”

She sat down without hesitation.

“Since Helen filled out the survey, we can say that her preferences are fully incorporated.”

As she sat down and looked up at me, she asked.

“This time, there’s no test?”

“A test… This time it’s a test. For now, just enjoy it.”

“…Understood.”

Huh?

Why does she seem disappointed?

Confirming that Helen had sat down, I snapped my fingers.

And at that moment, the magic circle began to activate.

Fwoosh!

Her surroundings were enveloped in light.

Helen’s surroundings must have changed now.

Shall I start my work too? 

“Eh?” 

*** 

“…At the academy.”

Looking around at the familiar surroundings, Helen felt a bit disappointed at the unchanged background.

She thought it would be a little different, but it was just as it was.

“You might be disappointed.”

Just as she was admiring her surroundings, she heard a familiar voice and turned around.

“Uh? I-Instructor?”

There stood Max, wearing glasses and holding a thick book.