Chapter 52: Shizu’s Pink Ribbon Trap and Nazarick’s Secret Switch!!

CZ2128 Delta, or Shizu Delta, a Pleiades member, was either the fifth or sixth sister, constantly bickering with Entoma Vasilissa Zeta over who was older. While Entoma, enviably, traveled with Demiurge, posing as a maid demon under Demon Emperor Jaldabaoth, Shizu stayed behind in Nazarick. Her sisters were off on missions, but Shizu, created by Garnet, held every Nazarick gimmick and its disarming method in her mind. If she left and her knowledge leaked, it could threaten Nazarick's survival. Per Ainz-sama's orders, since Nazarick's transfer to this world, Shizu hadn't stepped outside.

She had no complaints about Ainz-sama's command. None at all. But idle time weighed heavily, and she yearned to work for him like her sisters. Ainz-sama promised she'd go out eventually, so she endured, waiting.

That aside, Shizu loved cute things, as her adorable appearance suggested. She often visited the sixth floor to play with Hamsuke, her expressionless face masking her joy, though she truly enjoyed it.

Today, wandering the ninth floor, Shizu noticed drag marks in the corridor. A case for Sister Detective Shizu! Following the trail led to the maids' quarters. Inside, a man slept soundly on a bed. She vaguely recognized him from a distant glimpse at last night's expedition ceremony, though she'd missed his speech. A human Ainz-sama permitted at the ceremony must be valuable to Nazarick.

Staring down, she confirmed he was just sleeping. Case closed—too easily.

As Shizu turned to resume her patrol, a pink ribbon on the floor caught her eye. Delicate lace embroidery adorned it. Her eyes sparkled, a rare flicker for a Pleiades sister. It passed her "cute" test. A maid's, perhaps? She decided to borrow it—just for a bit, because it was so cute.

At a mirror, she removed her scarf, tied the ribbon into a butterfly knot around her neck, and checked her reflection. Then, she collapsed with a thud.

Now, awake, Shizu faced the man, introductions exchanged. Learning the ribbon—Albedo's Engage Ribbon—required a man's semen to undo, she burned with quiet rage.

"Any leads on obtaining it?" he asked.

"Yes," Shizu replied instantly.

The man was surprised. Maids craved men, but Shizu, a Pleiades, seemed different. Yet, he wondered why Lupusregina chose him to sate her urges. No matter—he dropped the thought.

"I can't move," Shizu said. "Take me there."

"Got it," he said, lifting her. She was heavier than expected. "You're heavy," he blurted.

"You're rude," she snapped.

He vowed not to repeat that mistake, unaware women disliked such comments. As an automaton, created by Garnet, Shizu moved via intricate mechanisms, yet felt soft and warm, like a human. A beautiful girl—who was her lucky lover?

They met Pestonya en route. "No worries, I'm fine," he said. "Thanks for your concern."

"All seems well, woof," Pestonya said. "And…?"

"Shizu's giving me a Nazarick tour," he said, carrying her piggyback.

Pestonya's warm gaze followed. He'd once toured with Mare on his shoulders; now, Shizu. He must like small ones, she thought, unsurprisingly.

They reached a dead-end in the servants' area, bare brick walls exuding a holy relic's solemnity. "Touch a block," Shizu said. "Down six, right twenty-three. That's the top. Then top, top, bottom, bottom, left, right, left, right, B, A. Left is top's left, right is right, A is bottom-right, B is further right."

Careful not to drop Shizu, he followed, touching the bricks. A light enveloped them—teleportation. They arrived in a stark, white room, unlike the ornate ninth floor. Pipe-frame beds lined one wall, white boxes with handles—mimicking refrigerators, unknown to him—scattered about. A white door stood at the far end; the opposite wall was bare.

Was this where Shizu met lovers? He laid her on a bed. Job done. Time for food and the ancient library.

"That ribbon's mine," he said. "Return it when it's undone."

Albedo's Engage Ribbon, a succubus creation, bound women, requiring semen to release. Albedo meant it for seduction, but he planned to seal Solution's incessant advances, preserving his reading time. A shortsighted man, he foresaw Solution's wrath but prioritized books.

Shizu said nothing.

He approached the door—a simple shower and toilet. No exit. "Where's the way out?" he asked.

"There isn't one," Shizu said.

"What?"

"You need a specific gimmick only I know. Untie the ribbon to learn it."

She didn't believe him. Semen to undo a ribbon? Unheard of. When asked for the source, he said, "No need to answer." Lies, she thought—a pretext to keep her bound. So, she lied too—no semen source existed. This was a ninth-floor safe room for maids during invasions, accessible only by gimmick teleportation. Only she knew it. He'd have to free her to escape.

"Semen is needed, as I said," he repeated. "A viscous fluid from male genitalia, secreted during sexual arousal."

"Correct," he said.

"Lies," Shizu said.

"It's true."

"I've never heard of such an item."

"It exists here."

"There must be another way."

"If there is, I don't know it."

Silence.

"Any leads on semen?" he asked again.

Shizu stayed mute, glaring with her emerald eye. He sighed. "You're rude," she said.

"Sorry," he said, opening a white box. Silver packets revealed long, crumbly, sweet cookies—rations for maids. He ate two, the magical refrigerator restocking automatically. This was a temporary shelter, as suspected.

"What are you planning?" Shizu asked warily.

No lover existed—her lie. Only they were here, and he was the only semen source. Reluctantly, he had to act. If Shizu killed him after, so be it. Better than both rotting here. If she were an enemy, he'd let her rot, but as Solution's sister and Nazarick's servant, he wanted her free.

"Why blindfold me?" Shizu asked as he removed her scarf to cover her eye.

He shifted her to the bed's edge, propping her sideways with a pillow. Staring at her pink lips, he unzipped his slacks. His manhood was limp—drained by Albedo last night and maids twice today. Shizu's youthful, flat figure and expressionless face, more cute than seductive, didn't help. He prayed to Albedo's image—her voluptuous form, intricate tattoos, and inviting depths. Aroused, he stood ready.

"What's this?" Shizu asked as he guided her hand to his erection, holding it since she couldn't grip.

Her cold, small hand felt good against his heat. Never having masturbated—captured by Ranar pre-puberty, then used by her, Albedo, and Solution—he knew the right pressure from their handling.

Imagining Albedo's ecstasy, he moved faster, nearing climax. Pressing Shizu's head, he parted her lips, sliding inside to avoid a mess. Violating her unresisting mouth felt blasphemous yet thrilling, her glossy lips tempting him further. But this was for her freedom, not his desire.

"Mmph… what's this?" Shizu mumbled, her breath tickling.

His climax hit, a modest spurt into her mouth—too little for Albedo's taste, but enough. He withdrew, smearing residue on her lips, and held her jaw to ensure she swallowed.

"Swallow," he said.

"Mmph… gulp…" she obeyed.

The white ribbon regained its pink hue.

Shizu sat up, removing the blindfold. Touching her neck, she found the ribbon gone, now in his hand. His slacks were fastened.

"Animal protein," she said.

"Sort of," he replied.

As an automaton, Shizu needed food, often guzzling high-calorie sweet drinks. This taste was new—bitter, unpleasant, yet rich.

"Bitter. Bad," she said.

"Sorry," he said, unsure how to respond.

"But thick," she added.

He nodded, awkward. She flexed her hands, confirming her freedom. He hadn't lied.

(Semen. A man's fluid from sexual arousal. Was he aroused by me? I'm CZ2128 Delta, an automaton, a battle maid. Maids are female, so I have a female body.)

He braced for a Pleiades punch, but Shizu only sat, unmoving. No force held her now. Swallowing semen worked—fortunate, as violating Solution's sister would've been risky.

"How do we leave?" he asked.

Silence. Shizu was lost in thought: I'm an automaton with a female body. Why? Maids need female forms, but not genitalia. Entoma, an arachnoid, lacks mine. Why do I have them? The Supreme Beings made me so. They deemed it necessary. I can't conceive, so what's their purpose?

She drifted far away. He drank water in the shower room. Returning, Shizu stood before him.

"This way," she said, grabbing his collar with force, dragging him. A punch from her could cave him in like Narberal's once did.

"Here," she said, pointing to the bed.

He sat as she climbed on, kicking off her boots. She snatched the ribbon from his pocket.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Don't say 'you.' Rude."

"Sorry. What's your intent?"

She retied the ribbon around her neck, collapsing as her strength vanished.

"Semen's needed to undo it," she said.

"I didn't lie," he said.

"Don't free me, and I won't tell you how to leave."

"We just did this."

Her emerald eye locked onto his. "I won't open my mouth again. You'll need another way to give me semen."

"Do you understand what you're saying?" he asked.

"I do," she said.

Albedo's succubus ribbon, born from her awakened skills, bound women, requiring semen—preferably vaginally, per succubus logic. It might arouse its wearer, but he felt nothing, and Shizu, new to this, couldn't confirm.

"I'm an automaton with a female body, complete with genitalia," she said.

His body, altered by Albedo's succubus magic, brimmed with enhanced vigor and enriched semen. It likely affected Shizu.

"Insert your manhood into my womanhood," she said.

Their entanglement flipped a hidden switch deep within her. Her expressionless face didn't change, but her emerald eye glistened with anticipation.