The Absolute Beings Obsessed with My Defeat Addiction

Yuris, after a brief ceremony with the empress, stood at a crossroads, contemplating whether to return to her mansion or head to Max’s illusion theater. 

Due to the bandit hunt, she hadn’t been able to visit his shop for about two weeks. 

She recalled the last illusion she had seen. 

Trapped in a prison in the mountains, she remembered gasping as the bandit humiliated and violated her in front of his subordinates. 

The brutal hands that forced her and the merciless acts had truly brought her nothing but despair. 

In that illusion, the goddess of victory had been reduced to nothing more than a mere female dog. 

– Juein… 

She faintly remembered acknowledging the bandit as her master in the illusion. 

And just thinking about it made her feel… 

“Ugh…”

Her body began to heat up again. 

No matter how much she tried to comfort herself alone, she couldn’t feel the pleasure she had experienced that day at all. 

That was why she had hoped for a powerful bandit who could defeat her on Mangor Mountain. 

If that were the case… 

‘Wouldn’t I have to relive what I experienced in the illusion?’ 

Just imagining it made her heart race. 

If it were the past Yuris, she would have headed to the training grounds to forget such thoughts. 

But Yuris’s steps were directed toward Max’s theater. 

She simply couldn’t hold back. 

In front of Max’s illusion theater, Yuris helped a somewhat troubled Max. 

Max, the illusion magician who looked down on even the powerless alchemist. 

How could someone with such incredible skills be so weak? 

‘I can’t understand.’ 

He was a man full of elements that she couldn’t comprehend. 

Was he hiding his strength? 

Yuris knew well that an illusion magician couldn’t exert physical force. 

But that didn’t mean that illusion magic couldn’t harm the opponent. 

Hadn’t she experienced it herself? 

The false sensations felt through illusion magic had caused her body to undergo changes. 

She had felt excitement while being trampled by the bandit in the illusion, and she had reached a climax while being violated by him. 

It was a shameful memory, but thanks to it, she knew just how incredible Max’s power was. 

Hadn’t he instilled a sense of defeat in her, who had never known defeat? 

Moreover… 

‘It was impossible to win against the bandit in the illusion.’ 

He was someone who could easily dispatch such an alchemist in one go. 

So then, why? 

‘Could it be that he doesn’t feel the need to engage with me?’ 

Perhaps he thought little of her because she was too weak. 

No matter how much an ant struggles, it is still just an ant to a human. 

She thought about not intervening. 

It might hurt Max’s pride. 

But Yuris couldn’t just sit still; she was too restless to endure it. 

“What’s going on?” 

Yuris found herself caught between Max and the alchemist. 

At her appearance, the alchemist retreated in thought and even paid some compensation. 

Was it because of that? 

“Since you’ve come this far, I’ll provide you with proper service as well.” 

“Service…?” 

“Yes, if you have a specific situation in mind, you can input it directly. Normally, scene modifications come with an additional fee, but since you’ve come again, I’ll do it for free this time.” 

Yuris looked at the paper he handed her. 

It was the survey form she had filled out previously. 

The only difference was that a new item had been added below. 

“If it’s a new scene, can I start completely fresh?” 

“That’s right.” 

Can you set the situation anew? 

She had come this far thinking about her own image being subjected to the bandit. 

She knew that changing a predetermined setting would usually incur an additional fee. 

“I’ve also added an additional service list below. If there’s a service you want, please let me know.” 

She read the newly added items. 

– Among illusion magic, reality massage. 

– Please specify the area you want massaged. 

– Design the opponent’s role yourself. 

– The more detailed the explanation, the clearer the character will be. 

– Time extension (originally 3 hours: maximum 6 hours) 

– Please specify the desired time. (1 hour to 6 hours) 

– If you want tentacle play, please check here. 

“W-wait, tentacles…? Is there really someone who wants this?” 

Max, who was fiddling with the magic circle, answered her question. 

“Oh, that’s still an experimental item. To be honest, none of the customers have requested it, but tastes can be diverse. I added it just in case, but I wouldn’t recommend it yet as it lacks realism.” 

“I see.” 

Yuris’s questions didn’t end there. 

“What’s different about the reality massage? I-I know you touched my body last time…” 

“It will massage much more intimate areas than before. You’ll be able to experience a much more realistic sensation than the previous massage.” 

“Ah…” 

A more genuine ‘defeat’ would be possible. 

‘A genuine defeat…’ 

She swallowed hard. 

Nodding as she swallowed her saliva, she checked the massage option. 

– Please specify the area you want massaged. 

– Breasts, thighs, 

Yuris’s face flushed as she wrote down the items. 

As she swallowed her saliva, she glanced at Max and wrote the next item in small letters. 

– Female genitals. 

She knew Max would see it anyway, but she felt shy for no reason. 

It was embarrassing. 

“There are far more items than the first survey.” 

“I’ve added new questions based on inspiration from other customers.” 

“Is that so?” 

Yuris felt a strange sense of regret at the fact that there were new customers besides herself. 

Why? 

Since she had already promoted it here and there, it was only natural for there to be other customers. 

It would make sense for there to be many customers. 

After all, the illusions here were perfect. 

As she tried to shake off her regret and fill out the survey, she was interrupted. 

“Have you filled it all out?” 

“Ah, n-no! Not yet… I was just about to start.” 

“I thought you had filled it all out since you were asking about additional items, but I guess not.” 

“Ah, yeah…” 

“Is the new situation also a defeat experience?” 

At Max’s question, Yuris nodded. 

“Yes…” 

As she slowly wrote down the items, she spoke in a small voice. 

“I-I hope it’s a bit more intense than before. The stronger the defeat experience, the better the preparation will be.” 

“Understood. Please write your requests clearly.” 

Yuris nodded. 

She filled out the items one by one. 

The new scene she wanted was a defeat she could experience on the battlefield. 

It didn’t matter how she lost; the key element was that she couldn’t resist. 

The situation where she, having lost in war, was ultimately captured by the enemy. 

Just imagining it made her heart race and her lower body feel wet. 

– Design the opponent’s role yourself. 

– The more detailed the explanation, the clearer the character will be. 

Yuris imagined the figure of the one who would capture her. 

Naturally, the bandit who had humiliated her at the beginning came to mind first. 

However… 

Perhaps due to realizing that no matter how strong the bandits became on Mangor Mountain, they could never defeat her, 

‘It’s not making my heart race…’ 

No matter how much she recalled the hairy bandit from the illusion, she didn’t feel the initial thrill. 

As she wrote down the bandit’s appearance, Yuris crossed it out and erased the content. 

And naturally, her gaze turned to Max, who was setting up the magic circle. 

He seemed to be focused on the magic circle, sweating profusely as he worked on the inside and moved mana stones to install them in various places. 

She felt drawn to him and stood up to approach Max. 

The scent grew stronger. 

Yuris, whose nose was sensitive enough to smell the steel worn by enemies on the battlefield, caught a strong scent. 

“Sniff sniff.” 

As her nose twitched, the rich scent of male sweat penetrated her olfactory nerves. 

The strong pheromone scent of the male that had stimulated her in the illusion was emanating from Max. 

“Yuris? What are you doing?” 

“Ah, I-I’m sorry. I just wanted to check something for a moment.” 

Yuris hurriedly returned to the customer table as if fleeing. 

She recalled the scent she had just smelled and began to write down her list. 

– A man with a strong male pheromone scent. 

– A scent that is oddly sour yet heart-pounding, not just brushing against the nose but deeply penetrating the brain. 

It was somewhat abstract, but Max would understand. 

In the previous video, he had fulfilled her wishes without fail. 

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

Yuris looked at the last item. 

The item she had previously marked as ‘no.’ 

“…What would happen if I checked ‘yes’ here?” 

After a moment of hesitation, Yuris asked Max. 

“At that time, I would actually open and expose your private parts.” 

“…W-what?” 

“Wouldn’t it be too wasteful to just deal with it?” 

Yuris immediately realized what Max meant as he spoke with a subtle smile. 

She imagined that a large object was actually entering her. 

Just the thought of it made her body heat up. 

“W-well then.” 

But Yuris barely held onto her rationality and chose ‘no’ again. 

She had come here to experience defeat, not to engage in such acts. 

‘I came here to experience defeat. That’s right. I didn’t come here to have sex.’ 

This was just a wholesome video. 

It was training. 

Not a lewd act. 

So, of course, there was no need to lose her virginity. 

– Time extension (originally 3 hours: maximum 6 hours) 

– Please specify the desired time. (1 hour to 6 hours) 

Yuris wrote down the 3 hours she originally enjoyed. 

She didn’t have enough time to enjoy it for up to 6 hours. 

After filling out all the items, Yuris handed the survey form to Max. 

“Have you filled it all out?” 

“Y-yeah. I’m all done.” 

Just writing the list made Yuris’s heart pound with anticipation, and her lower body felt wet. 

If her pants were taken off now, her soaked panties would be revealed. 

“Then please wash up briefly. I’ll have clothes for you to wear while watching the illusion video, so please put them on.” 

Yuris followed Max’s instructions. 

A fluffy light purple outfit. 

Seeing this outfit made her heart race even more with the thought that it was about to begin. 

Gulp. 

Ah, she wanted to lose quickly. 

***

“A battlefield…” 

It seemed that the previous defeat had pleased her more than she had thought. 

The content of the survey Yuris filled out was much richer than before. 

– Being defeated by a bandit and captured by him. I hope I have no means to resist. 

This was the answer Yuris had first given me in the survey. 

And now her answer was. 

– A battlefield, preferably the Kingdom of Philiphord, which was once the greatest enemy of the Empire. I think the situation when communication with the enemy fails will emphasize the sense of powerlessness even more. It doesn’t matter how I lost, but I hope I’m in a state of being captured by the enemies. I think it would be good to sacrifice myself to save my subordinates. I hope the enemies’ laughter echoes while I’m being defeated. At the same time, I think it would be good for there to be a few who watch me miserably lose. I want the defeat to be explicit. 

Her desires and wishes were heavily embedded in it. 

Based on the experience she had suffered before, additional conditions were piled on. 

Who would have thought Yuris would express her desires so crudely? 

Even though she still seemed to be unable to be completely honest with her desires, as she still referred to humiliation and sex as defeat, this was already a passing mark. 

“It’s all thanks to the excellent skills of the illusion magician.” 

I checked the magic circle one last time to set the situation she wanted. 

And then Yuris, having finished her shower, came out wearing the light purple uniform. 

“I-I’m ready.” 

I guided her, speaking in a voice full of anticipation, to the center of the magic circle. 

And her ‘defeat’ began. 

***

It was a familiar tent. 

The command tent she had used every time she stepped onto the battlefield. 

“Y-Yuris! The enemy is attacking!” 

The voice of a soldier in panic. 

Outside, chaos was unfolding. 

It had begun. 

Yuris struggled to steady her trembling heart.