From Trash to Villain Master of Card: With Harem of Evil women-Chapter 98: Future Revelations +18

Private Audience Hall

Queen Isolde had summoned Kaito and the five queens.

A small meeting. Informal.

Only the six of them and her.

"Lord Kaito. My queens. Thank you for attending this Gala, despite your busy schedule and recent events."

"Of course we would come, Queen Isolde. After all, you were one of the few people who trusted us from the beginning."

Isolde leaned back in a modestly ornamented throne.

"The Gala was... successful. Alliances are forming. Trade is being established."

"I’m pleased to hear it."

"But I noticed something."

She looked at the five queens. Then at Kaito.

"You arrived. You worked. You negotiated."

"But you didn’t really... enjoy yourselves, like the other kingdoms."

Kaito processed her words.

"Enjoyment wasn’t our primary objective."

"No. But it should be part of life. I understand your situation; I was in the same position after all, when I was widowed."

A pause, and a melancholic expression crossed her face.

"And ruling a kingdom alone isn’t so different from starting one from scratch."

Isolde leaned forward.

"Vestria is beautiful. It has gardens, theaters, museums, history on every corner."

"And you haven’t seen anything except the Gala hall and your quarters."

She paused.

"I invite you to stay. At least three more days."

"Not as diplomats. As guests."

"Explore the city. Rest. Enjoy yourselves."

Lilith spoke first.

"That is... generous. But we have responsibilities in Neudämmerung."

"They can wait three days."

Isolde looked directly at Kaito.

"Lord Kaito. You have worked non-stop since I’ve known you, and I admire you for it. I identify with you."

"You process. Calculate. Optimize."

"But you are still very young, younger than any other king. Carrying that burden is too much, even for someone older. When do you rest?"

Kaito didn’t have an immediate answer.

Isolde continued.

"Your queens protect you. Support you. Love you."

"Let them also help you... remember how to live."

"Not just survive. Living is something we all must learn."

Adelheid touched his arm.

"She’s right."

Naporia added.

"When was the last time you did something without a tactical purpose?"

Kaito processed.

Tried to remember.

He didn’t find a recent answer.

"I... don’t know. I think since I was summoned."

Aurelia bounced.

"Then we STAY! Three days! Exploration! Art! Local SCIENCE!"

Valeria processed logically.

"Rest improves long-term efficiency. I recommend accepting."

Kaito looked at the five.

All nodding.

Then, at Isolde.

"Agreed. Three days. Thank you for your hospitality."

Isolde smiled.

"Excellent. I’ll show you Vestria as it deserves."

---

Night — Private Palace Garden

Kaito couldn’t sleep.

Thinking about spending three days of "rest" had... unsettled him.

He was used to processing constantly.

Now, he just... existed.

It was strange.

He went out to the private garden — an area reserved for high-ranking guests.

The full moon illuminated everything. Night flowers emitted a sweet fragrance.

He found a bench under an ancient tree.

Sat down.

Tried to process those three days.

Had he enjoyed himself?

Logically, yes. The experiences were positive.

But emotionally...

The distance persisted.

"Kaito."

He turned.

Naporia.

She still wore the red dress from that night’s formal dinner.

But she was barefoot — shoes in hand.

She hated heels.

"Naporia. You can’t sleep either."

"No."

She walked toward him and sat beside him.

"I need to talk. Just us."

Her tone was serious.

Unusual for her.

"Of course. About what?"

Naporia looked at her hands.

"I’ve been thinking. About what you sacrificed."

"The fifth summoning."

"Yes."

"And?"

Naporia searched for the words.

She was a warrior accustomed to action, not deep conversations.

"It was worth it. You saved us. Saved the kingdom."

"But..."

"But..."

She turned to look at him.

Her crimson eyes gleamed in the moonlight.

"I don’t want you to sacrifice more. Ever again."

"Naporia..."

"No. Let me finish."

She took a deep breath.

"I saw how you changed. After the fifth summoning."

"You process differently. Feel differently."

"You’re still you. But... less."

She paused.

"And if you summon a sixth... a seventh..."

"What will be left of you?"

Her voice cracked.

"I’d rather die in battle than see you lose more of yourself."

"I’d rather Neudämmerung fall than watch you turn into... a machine."

Kaito caressed her face.

The feeling was small, but present.

Affection. Concern for her pain.

"Then I won’t summon again."

"Do you promise?"

"I promise to try."

Naporia frowned.

"That’s not a promise."

"It’s the most honest I can give you."

Kaito lowered his hand.

"Because if you’re in mortal danger..."

"If the only option is to summon or watch you die..."

"I don’t know if I could resist."

Naporia felt tears welling up.

Her fierceness cracked, giving way to absolute vulnerability.

"Then promise me something else."

"What?"

"That if you decide to summon someone again..."

"You’ll ask us first. All five of us."

"Because maybe... maybe we’d rather die than watch you disappear."

Kaito processed the weight of her words.

"Agreed. I promise to consult you."

"Before summoning a sixth."

"All five of us will decide together... Besides, it’s already hard to spend time with you without summoning anyone else, now imagine doing it with a hundred queens."

Kaito let out a small laugh at Naporia’s comment.

"So that’s it, huh? — hahaha."

Naporia nodded, the gleam in her eyes burning under the moon.

She closed the distance in one decisive step.

She kissed him with raw ferocity.

Her lips pressed against Kaito’s, her tongue invaded without asking permission, claiming every corner of his mouth as if she wanted to engrave herself on him forever.

Fear, love, protective rage: she poured it all into that desperate kiss.

Kaito responded with what he now had: slow but constant embers.

His hands went up to her waist, gripping the red fabric of the dress that opened in a high side slit, revealing firm skin, marked by years of training.

When they parted, gasping, Naporia whispered against his mouth.

"I love you. Fiercely and completely, my general."

"And I love you."

"In a way you’re still learning to feel?"

Kaito nodded, black hair falling over his forehead.

"Learning to remember. But it’s real."

"Even if it’s different than before."

"Even if it’s different."

Naporia stared at him, pupils dilated.

"Show me. How you feel now."

Kaito took her hand and guided her to the most hidden corner of the garden.

The grass was soft, cushiony under their feet.

Tall hedges surrounded them like living walls.

Only the moon and stars as witnesses.

They dropped down together.

Naporia positioned herself on top immediately; her 5’3" against his 5’7", but her born warrior’s strength made her seem larger, more dominant.

Her hands, small but calloused, quickly unbuttoned the fitted black suit Kaito wore that night: tailored jacket, white shirt underneath, dark slim pants.

No royal tunic, just practical king’s clothing that still retained a sober elegance.

She tore the shirt open, exposing his pale chest marked by fine scars from past battles.

Naporia lowered her mouth and gently bit a nipple, then licked it with her warm tongue.

Kaito let out a low moan, hands tangling in her reddish-brown hair.

She smiled against his skin.

"Take my dress off."

Kaito obeyed.

His fingers found the hidden side zipper.

The red dress slid off her shoulders and fell in a crimson pool around them.

Underneath she wore only black lace panties. Nothing else.

Her breasts, C-cup, firm and round, rose free, dark nipples already erect from the night air and arousal.

Naporia leaned in, pressing those breasts against Kaito’s bare torso as she kissed him again, deep, slow this time.

Her hips began to move in slow circles, rubbing her still-covered sex against the erection already straining his pants.

Kaito groaned, hands lowering to squeeze her buttocks, firm and muscular.

"Naporia..."

She pulled back just enough to unbuckle his belt and pull down his pants along with his underwear.

Kaito’s member sprang free, thick, veined, the head already glistening with pre-cum.

Naporia wrapped her strong hand around it and began stroking him with firm, precise movements.

"I want to taste you first."

She leaned down and took him in her mouth without preamble.

Her flat tongue traced the underside, then sucked the head hard.

Kaito arched his back, a hoarse groan escaping his lips.

She sucked him deeper, until half disappeared into her hot throat.

Up and down with a warrior’s rhythm: constant, relentless.

Kaito tangled his fingers in her reddish hair, not pushing, just following the movement.

Naporia pulled away with a wet pop, saliva glistening on her lips.

"Now you."

She lay back on the grass and opened her legs.

The black lace was soaked, clinging to her swollen lips.

Kaito positioned himself between her thighs.

He slowly pulled down her panties, exposing her shaved sex, pink and glistening.

He leaned down and licked her from bottom to top, tasting her salty sweetness.

He found her clit and sucked gently at first, then with more pressure.

Naporia moaned loudly, hips rising.

Her strong hands gripped Kaito’s head against her.

"More... tongue, inside..."

Kaito obeyed, penetrating her with his tongue while two fingers entered her, hot and tight.

He curled them, pumping, searching for that spot that made her tremble.

Naporia came fast, with a stifled cry, her walls contracting around his fingers, moisture covering his mouth and chin.

She didn’t give him time to recover.

She climbed on top again, aligned his hard member with her entrance, and dropped down hard.

Both gasped in unison.

She was so wet she swallowed him entirely without resistance.

Naporia began to move: up and down, hard, deep.

Her breasts bounced with every descent.

Kaito took them with both hands, pinching her nipples, kneading them.

She braced her hands on his chest, digging in her nails, marking him.

"Faster... fuck me like it’s the last time..."

Kaito raised his hips, thrusting up from below with equal force.

Their bodies collided with wet sounds, flesh against flesh.

Naporia leaned in, kissing him fiercely while riding him mercilessly.

The rhythm became wild.

She changed position: turned around, got on all fours on the grass.

Pushed her ass back, offering herself.

Kaito knelt behind her and penetrated her again, from behind.

He grabbed her hips and fucked her with deep, fast thrusts.

Naporia pushed back with equal force; her warrior’s body responded to every blow.

Her moans became stifled screams.

Kaito felt his orgasm approaching.

"Naporia... I’m going to come..."

"Inside... fill me... I want to feel all of you..."

He spilled with a hoarse groan, hot, thick streams flooding her.

Naporia came at the same time, her sex milking him, squeezing until the last drop.

They fell together onto the grass, sweaty, gasping.

Naporia curled up against his chest; her reddish-brown hair spread over Kaito’s skin.

She kissed the mark her nails had left.

"I’ll always protect you... even like this."

Kaito held her tight and kissed her forehead.

"And I’ll learn to love you with all that’s left of me."

Under the moon, intertwined in the silent garden.

Complete.

---

After — Under the Stars

They lay together on the grass.

Clothes scattered. Breathing calming.

Naporia rested her head on Kaito’s chest.

Listening to his heartbeat.

"Did you feel it?" she asked after a while.

"Yes."

"How much?"

Kaito considered it honestly.

"Not like before the fifth summoning. But... enough."

"Enough to know it’s real."

Naporia curled closer.

"Then, I’ll adapt. To how you feel now."

"You don’t have to..."

"Yes, I do. Because I love you."

"And loving means accepting changes."

A comfortable silence.

Then, Naporia spoke again.

"Do you know what scared me at the museum?"

"What?"

"The statue of an empress. The plaque said she died alone."

"She was like me. Conqueror. Powerful. Feared."

"But alone."

She paused.

"Before Neudämmerung, I feared that fate."

"But now I have you, the others. I have a family."

"I won’t die alone."

Kaito stroked her hair.

"No. You won’t die alone."

"I promise."

"I promise."

They stayed like that.

Under the stars.

A moment of peace.

Oblivious to the approaching storm.

---

A figure in the shadows watched the Vestria palace from a distant tower.

It wasn’t human.

Or perhaps it had been, long ago.

Now it was... something else.

Its eyes glowed with a light not of this world.

Its form oscillated between solid and ethereal.

It had watched the Gala days ago.

Watched how alliances were formed.

Watched everything.

And it smiled — if that twisted expression could be called a smile.

"The fifth summoning is complete."

Its voice resonated in multiple tones at once.

"The dimensional seal is weakening, just as I predicted."

"Each summoning is a crack. The fifth is... significant."

It gestured. Dark energy manifested.

Showed a dimensional map.

Neudämmerung, at the center. Lines connecting to other kingdoms.

"The Gala was... useful. Neudämmerung is establishing alliances."

"Stahl. Calvados. Sorenth. Others, minor."

"Perfect."

It laughed — a sound that would make any human’s ears bleed.

"When they collapse, they’ll drag their allies down with them."

"A magnified destruction network."

It touched a point on the map.

A dimensional counter appeared.

Numbers were counting down.

"Twelve months. Twelve months until the first portal opens."

"Enough time for them to build more."

"More alliances. More dependencies. More bonds."

Its form solidified for a moment.

Revealed a face that, eons ago, had been human.

Now it was corrupted. Twisted by dimensional power.

"And then... we will reclaim what was stolen from us."

"The Summoning Cards."

"Tools that should never have been in a mortal world."

"They were taken from us a thousand years ago."

"They were sealed here, by fools who no longer exist."

It paused.

"But Kaito Yukimura found them. Used them."

"And each use weakens the seal that contains us."

"Ironic. He seeks to protect his kingdom."

"But every act of protection brings us closer to invasion."

Its form dissolved again.

"Twelve months. Then we will cross."

"Reclaim our cards."

"And this world... will learn why we were... why they were sealed."

It disappeared completely.

Only the echo of its laughter remained.

And a dimensional timer.

Counting down.

365 days.

1.

2.

3.

Toward the moment when the barrier between dimensions would collapse.

And something ancient, hungry, dangerous.

Would cross.

---

Kaito and Naporia, completely unaware of all that.

Enjoying a moment of peace.

Naporia, finally, fell asleep.

Exhausted by intimacy and the days of activity.

Kaito remained awake.

Looked at the stars.

Processed.

Three days in Vestria. Alliances formed. Moments with each queen.

Adelheid. Lilith. Naporia.

Valeria and Aurelia too — different connections, but real.

It had... worked.

Despite the fifth summoning.

Despite his diminished humanity.

He could still connect.

He could still love.

Just... in a different way.

Enough.

It has to be enough.

Because if it wasn’t...

What was the point of his sacrifice?

Finally, he felt sleep approaching.

He allowed himself to sleep.

With Naporia in his arms.

Under the stars.

Not knowing.

That a dimensional clock was ticking.

That a threat beyond all comprehension lurked.

That only twelve months separated them from a war that would make the previous invasions seem like mere skirmishes.

For now.

There was peace.

And a love, complicated, but real.

And that.

For this night.

Was enough.