Chapter 35

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“Sh-sh-she said I was just some ugly half-elf and that I should never talk to her again!” Tiana wails, sobbing into your shoulder as you’re forced to comfort the woman.

Normally, you wouldn’t treat Tiana like a real person, but she’s been surprisingly helpful the last few days as well as extremely affectionate. Given the fact you’ve been going around banging married women, you would have thought Tiana would cause trouble, but she’s only worked in your favor. You even found out one or two nobles used their wives to approach Tiana for wife swaps, and she skillfully handled the situations where you weren’t inconvenienced. She even worked to put it in their minds that cheating on their husbands would be preferable to a swap.

Therefore, after sending Tiana to talk to Ariel, you are shocked to see her sobbing in tears. The other girls try to provide her comforting looks, but only Merida seems particularly sympathetic. The other women are cut from a rougher cloth and can’t sympathize too much with the idea that ‘words hurt’. Kida might say something like ‘yeah, but fists hurt more!’, while Snow White might wonder why Tiana didn’t pull out her spine after Ariel slighted her.

“That just doesn’t sound like Ariel.” Merida shakes her head in disbelief, the only other woman close to Ariel.

As to Merida herself, she plans to avoid Ariel and the king at all costs. They haven’t recognized her so far, but she technically is a deserter if you got right down to it. You used a little magic to make her harder to recognize earlier, so it shouldn’t be a problem. However, that didn’t mean Merida wants to get close to this impostor and test her luck.

“Exactly, that’s why it wasn’t Ariel,” You pat Tiana’s head. “I’ll get down to the bottom of this… err… tomorrow, I have some responsibilities tonight.”

The patting seems to make her happy, so you’re find with continuing to do it. Tiana seems to preen under your attention, becoming even more spoiled. However, she looks surprisingly cute when she’s being spoiled, so you’ll do it just this once.

“Are those responsibilities banging more married women?” Tiana suddenly asks mischievously.

Her cuteness level plummets in an instant. A pin could drop in the silence that follows and everyone present would hear it.

“I-is that true… yo-you’d rather bang flabby old married sluts than this virgin you own?” Rapunzel asks tearfully.

“Ah… commoner! You’re rubbing my head a little hard now!”

“So, so warrior is weak against old ladies… good to know.” Snow White snorts.

“That’s not true… it’s…. it’s just a phase!” Merida tries to defend me.

“Ow! You’re rubbing my head way too hard!”

“I know I’m inexperienced and broke the bed last time, but rookie doesn’t have to depend on betrothed women to find the skillset he needs. I will definitely work harder to learn properly!” Kida speaks to you pleadingly.

“Now you’re just pulling my hair. Stop! Stop, please spare me!”

You stand up, finally letting go of Tiana’s head as she rubs it tearfully. “I don’t have to take this kind of abuse! I’m going to go where I’m appreciated.”

You storm out of the room, leaving the six women gawking at you. They’re completely misunderstanding things! It has nothing to do with their experience or your personal tastes. It has to do with availability. Any of your harem you could fuck any time you want. These married sluts are only available while you’re here. You are simply having your cake and eating it too, which is the proper thing to do with cake, if you recall the proverb correctly.

In fact, no sooner did you come back to the mansion from the tournament than you found three separate seductive notes from various women wanting a rendezvous. One of them is Selena, who wants to meet you again behind her husband’s back this time. The other two came from the last two married woman in this mansion who have yet to taste your cock. They are called Keri and Christina, or so the names on the letters claim. You don’t really remember their faces, but it’ll come to you after you are balls deep inside them.

You don’t know if the girls are in cohoots, but they also ask you to meet seemingly in perfect intervals. As long as you don’t dally too much, you could afford to rendezvous and have all three women tonight. Maybe with some convincing you could get all five of the married skanks for some group fun. Perhaps that is just some wishful thinking, but you plan to enjoy the buffet while it is open.

You only are half way to Selena’s rendezvous when you turn a corner to come face to face with the person you don’t expect. It is Ariel, or rather the woman pretending to be Ariel.

“H-hello! You’re Riun’s leader, yes?” The voice sounds like Ariels as well, immediately putting a frown on your face.

“Yeah, I’m him.” You respond, eying the imposter suspiciously.

Ariel gives you a side look before she leans a bit closer. “I heard from some sources that a lot of the ladies here have been… enjoying your company immensely. They told me it’s big, is this true?”

True, she is acting a bit pervy like Ariel, but it still feels off to you. Before you broke Ariel in, she barely knew what a penis was, let alone what it did. For this woman to be enticed by dick, there is just no way that she is the princess! As you think these things, you stand in stony silence, which seems to only encourage this woman, who moves to the point where her chest would be smashed against yours, if she had the chest of the real Ariel.

“Would you like to come back to my place? Perhaps show me what it can do?” Her eyes flash excitedly.

You can’t help but raise an eyebrow as the fake Ariel hits on you just like all of the horny married women! What in the world is going on?

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“You… bastard!” The loud shout occurred the very next morning.

Madison, my eldest sister, was blond and blue eyed, which I was told made her take up after my father more than my mother. Unlike my younger sister, who had a plump youthfulness, Madison was tall, taller than me at the moment by half a head. She had long, thin delicate arms and legs, and wiry frame that came off as more petite despite her height on me. Her hair was made up in a single large fishtail braid that ran down the back of her neck, nearly reaching her butt.

I was reading in the library, trying to enhance my knowledge of this world. My previous twelve years of life had left me somewhat dumb. Men in this world didn’t need to know anything. If they could jizz, it was sufficient to succeed in life. For a person like me, that wouldn’t do. Thankfully, I had all of my collective knowledge from my previous life, or I would have been a complete idiot when it came to things like mathematics or critical thinking. Even so, I knew virtually nothing about this world I was reborn in, and so before I was sent to the academy at the age of sixteen, I wanted to learn as much as I could so that I didn’t have to feel stupid.

That’s how Madison caught me reading a history book that should have been four to five years outside my age range. Fortunately, the girl was too angry to notice things like what book I was reading. Instead, she stormed around the couch until she was standing over me, glaring down. Her light skin with barely any tan flashing deeply red that even revealed a few freckles on her cheeks.

I slowly sat up in my couch, discarding the book. I noticed that there was someone else hiding partially behind the door. She wore an anxious look as she watched the pair of us with one eye, while the rest of her body was hidden in the shadows of the hallway. I immediately understood what this was about by one look at Hannah hiding nearby. Had they somehow found out about what I had done to mother last night, then I didn’t think things would fit this particular arrangement.

Either way, I didn’t think mom would be so willing to reveal such a shameful act. Being seduced by her twelve-year-old son would be impossible for a woman to admit. She likely blamed herself, and would keep secret about the situation. She certainly wouldn’t talk to her daughters about it. Their relationship was already estranged as it were. If I could in the future, I should figure out a way to improve mom’s relationship with my sisters. Perhaps, in time, all four of us could share a bed together.

“What does my beautiful sister want?” I asked.

“Y-“ Madison’s tirade was stopped as soon as she heard the word beautiful, but rather than making her happy, her look soured further and she gave me a hateful glare. “How dare you do what you did the Hannah, you bastard!”

“Huh? What did I do?” I gave an innocent reply.

“You… won’t admit it?” My innocent looking face caused a moment of doubt to spread on Madison’s expression, causing her to look up at Hannah.

When I glanced back at Hannah, she was shaking her head tearfully. It was clear that Hannah had not shared any particular details with Madison. Furthermore, this confrontation was pushed forward by Madison, not Hannah. As to how much Madison did know, I couldn’t say for sure.

“I admit I kissed Hannah, but she’s my adorable sister, so why shouldn’t I kiss her?”

I downgraded my actions to a kiss. However, even so, Madison’s eyes flashed with rage at my admission.

“So, you confess! How dare you touch Hannah? Don’t you get what she’s been through?”

“Eh? What has she been through? Did something happen?” I gave a questioning frown.

“Don’t act stupid, you…” Madison became uncertain again upon seeing my very real confusion. “Mo-mother didn’t tell you?”

“Why did something happen? Wait, did a guy touch you!” I immediately sat up straight and turned to Hannah, not totally stopping the fury from reaching my face.

The protective look I gave confused Madison fiercely. Hannah squeaked and hid farther behind the door. It took me a moment to realize those words came more from my past self. The idea of another man accosting Hannah in this world was as likely as being struck by lightning. I quickly schooled my features, turning back to Madison, whose violent anger had diminished to a low boil.

“I don’t care what you know.” Madison finally said. “Hannah is off-limits!”

“Ah… but I need Hannah?” I said innocently.

My words were so light that Madison couldn’t figure out how to respond. Meanwhile, Hannah finally peeked out from the door, her eyes flashing with a weird light.

“Why… why do you need our sister?” Madison demanded with her arms folded under her chest.

“After my maid was dismissed, I don’t have any other playmates close to my age. Mom didn’t tell you?”

“Mom didn’t tell us what?”

“Last week, I was… raped.”

Madison’s eyes widened, and the traces of anger on her face immediately lessoned as she took a step back, putting her hand to her mouth. Meanwhile, even Hannah took a single step into the room, her hand reaching out towards me as if she wanted to give comfort before pulling away and hiding behind the door again.

“Raped? Th-the maid?”

I merely nodded. “Mother said the maid wanted my seed to have a baby. She… got on top of me… and did… things. When mom caught her, she said since the woman had awakened my manhood, she needed to finish the job. Ever since, mom said if I’m feeling aroused, I need someone to take care of it! She says if I don’t, my seed will be compromised. So, I grew confused, and when I saw Hannah there, I tried to do what mom told me. But then Hannah ran and I didn’t even get to release. It didn’t damage my seed, did it sister?”

As I spoke, my voice grew more petulant and tears started to fall from my eyes. By the time I asked the final question, I was already sobbing. Suddenly, guilt spread over Madison’s face. Men were men, after all. They were delicate creatures, and you had to take care of them. Sperm count was very important, and if Hannah’s circumstances had caused me to loose fertility or become impotent, there would be hell to pay.

My face fell into my hands as I cried, but it was only to cover the smirk on my lips. Even Hannah had stepped into the room, immense guilt on her face. Both girls were simply way too gullible! The men of this world might as well be unicorns for all the knowledge women had on them. I could say my penis will fall off in the next minute unless they bend over and take it, and they probably would! Still, I needed to keep my lies within reason, or they’d inevitably be caught. For example, mom never suggested I seek out my sisters to take care of it. Quite the opposite, she had told me to only touch my sisters with their expressed permission.

“I’m sorry to hear what happened. I know being a man is… difficult.” Madison was starting to get over her shock, the anger reasserting itself. “However, it still absolutely can’t be Hannah!”

“Ah, but all the maids are too old…” I muttered to myself thoughtfully, “Does that mean, the person I should find is Madison?”

Madison’s eyes widened and once again she took a step back in surprise.

“Ah!” The voiced protest actually came from Hannah, who reach out to Madison before pulling back again, however, she didn’t hide behind the door again, remaining near the couch to my right.

Upon hearing Hannah’s protest, Madison looked at the flushed Hannah, then me, then Hannah again, before giving a resolute nod. “Mm… if you need to take care of things, then I’ll do it!”

I nearly fell over when I heard those words. Could the sister who hates me really be a tsundere? I expected her to be the hardest nut to crack, but in a single moment I had gotten her to agree to take care of all my sexual needs? Of course, I also understood that talk was cheap.

“Sister… no. You don’t have to, I will…” Hannah’s voice started with strength before she suddenly blushed and looked down at her feet, one arm rubbing the other anxiously.

“If you’re willing to take care of it, then shouldn’t we get started?” I interject.

“Ah!” This time it was Madison who shouted. “What? Now? B-but… but… it’s not hard.”

Looking at my crotch out of the corner of her eyes, she pointed down deliberately and then straightened her back, as if the evidence she’d given was undeniable. Meanwhile, Hannah rubbed her hands together looking between the pair of us with an anxious look.

“True… not completely… but I need to know you can do it. If I come to you and you’re not willing, won’t that cause even more damage then? Thus, we need to practice now so there are no mistakes.” I explained calmly.

“You…” Madison shivered slightly, her hands tightening against her sides, but after a moment she gave a deliberate nod. “Hannah, please leave for now.”

The seriousness on her face quickly caused me to grow excited, however, my arousal was quickly dampered when Hannah stepped forward. “N-no… Madison. It’s not right. I… I must…”

Hannah looked down before revealing what she must do, unable to channel more strength.

Madison gave her a sympathetic look, walking over to Hannah and giving her a hug. “I know, Hannah, it’s fine. You don’t have to force yourself. I’ll never let anyone you don’t want touch you again.”

“Okay, what happened to Hannah? I want to know!” I demanded.

Madison shot me a hateful look, but when Hannah touched Madison’s shoulder and gave her a confirming nod, Madison could only sigh.

“Mom must have hidden it from you, but a few years ago Hannah was… she was also… molested…”

I immediately stood up, fury painted on my face. Who the hell touched my sister? I would kill them. Madison seemed put off by the belated rage, while Hannah merely cowered behind Madison. After taking a deep breath and nodding for Madison to go on, she continued.

“It was one of those lipstick lesbians. Those manhaters who run around wearing fake male parts and taking joy in molesting women. It was at a movie theater. I was supposed to go with Hannah but didn’t feel good so I stayed behind. Hannah really wanted to watch the movie so she went alone. Then… one of those creeps sat next to Hannah and started feeling her up. It was my fault, because I wasn’t there my little sister was molested. Those lipstick bitches… I hate them!”

Hannah touched Madison’s shoulder as if to say it wasn’t her fault, while Madison’s own shaking got even worse.

“Did… did this… erm… lipstick lesbian… stick that errr… fake male organ, in Hannah?” I asked, trying to grasp the level of the violation.

Madison turned her head. “No… but that was only because someone at school noticed her in the theater. A group of classmates saw her… and they also saw the lipstick bitch. Hannah managed to use the interruption to escape, but ever since, rumors at school call her a lipstick lesbian and she doesn’t have any friends.”

I winced at the words. They perhaps weren’t as bad as I had feared, but also not great either. These girls were young, and the cruelty of other children knew no bound. My little sister had been suffering, and I hadn’t even been aware of it. More than that, I seemed to exasperate the situation with my own presence. This must have just happened two years ago, which is why mom was so angry when I called Madison a lipstick lesbian back then. At the time, this crisis must have been fresh. Now, I had touched Hannah in ways that must have reminded her of back then, further upsetting her.

“I’m sorry…” I responded simply. “I didn’t know.”

Madison only sniffed. “Yeah, well now you do. Hannah, please go. I must take care of our brother properly.”

“No…” I said before Hannah could make another protest, causing both girls to look at me in surprise.

“No?” Madison asked suspiciously.

“I take it back, I don’t need Madison to take care of me.” I declared.

Madison gave a sharp look before letting out a breath and nodding. “Good, I’m glad brother is seeing reas-“

“Because, Hannah will definitely be mine!” I declared, pointing at Hannah.

‘Eh? Eh!” Hannah grew flustered as she stared at the finger pointing at her.

“Bastard! You have no shame!” Madison stepped between the two of us, her face flushed red with anger.

“What is shame? You’re the one trying to keep Hannah from properly fulfilling her sisterly duties!”

“Can’t you see that this stuff bothers Hannah? How can you be so insensitive?” Madison barked back.

“Yeah, bad stuff happened to Hannah, with a strange woman! I’m not a stranger nor a woman! Do you think that Hannah should just go her whole life afraid of touch? Should she never have a baby either?”

“That is something completely different! She already has problems at school, you want her to be known for sleeping with her brother?”

“At least no one would think she’s a lesbian.”

“Stop! Both of you!” The words weren’t loud, but Hannah seemed to force them out of her with all the wind she had, causing her face to turn flushed as she gasped for breath.

The pair of us both turned over to Hannah in surprise. During the argument, the distance between us had closed, and while we were yelling, we were nearly in each other’s faces. I didn’t realize how close I as to Madison until Hannah had broken up our little argument.

“Hannah…” Madison looked over guiltily, knowing that she was overstepping herself. “Please, you need to tell brother off once and for all. Only-“

Hannah raised her hand, silencing Madison before she looked at the both of us, her brow furrowed in frustration. “Brother… is different than that women.”

“Hannah!”

“I told you-“

“But!” Hannah’s voice wasn’t suited for being loud, and came off closer to hoarse. “But… brother must be patient with me. If he does, then Hannah will definitely take care of brother when he needs it!”

Madison’s expression fell, and she looked slightly pouty after Hannah’s determined resolution. As to what Hannah was thinking, I was not sure. Despite the sensitive situation, I had both sisters fighting over the right to satisfy me. As a brother, this naturally made me feel good. On top of that, my mother already agreed to satisfy my needs, so this was just extra gravy. Fortunately, the strained relationship between my mom and sisters would keep them from sharing details with each other. Was I being a little selfish? Possibly. But even if it blows up in my face, who’d ever blame a twelve-year-old for manipulating a bunch of older women?

Madison was angrier than I thought, because a second later she turned and stormed out of the room.

“Madison!” Hannah took a half step in Madison’s direction, but Madison had already left.

Hannah lowered her head, her hands hugging herself while she wore an expression that was hard for me to read. I wasn’t so vein as to think Madison was fighting for the right to sleep with me, but there was more to the story than I understood. Clearly, Madison saw herself as some kind of protector, and Hannah’s assertion of independence had offended her. I could only give a shrug. Trying to figure out what women were thinking was hard enough in a world full of men. In this world, it was helpless even trying it.

“Hey… Hannah…” I said, looking at the girl left behind by her guardian sister.

“Ah!” Hannah gave a little shout turning to me and realizing we were once again alone together. “B-b-brother, what do you need? Ah! That… right… I did say…”

I turned my back on Hannah. “I was only testing Madison. Like I said, I’m not really horny right now.”

That was a bit of a lie. Frankly, how close Madison got to starting to pleasure me had instantly aroused my interest. However, now that I knew Hannah’s issues, I also didn’t want to rush Hannah anymore. I had mother to take care of my other needs, so naturally, I could now afford to take my time with Hannah. In fact, I might stop by mom’s room tonight and release some more tension. She had already agreed to be my tension relief once, so it shouldn’t be difficult to push my mother down again. Perhaps, I’d take my time and enjoy her with a little more foreplay. I hadn’t eaten pussy since my wife in college. After we married, she wasn’t into it because she said it made her self-conscious.

While I was thinking about my next conquest, Hannah was trying to read the expressions on my face from the side. She had a worried look on her face, clearly deeply concerned about what I was going to do. I quickly schooled my face to hide any expression from her. I took a step towards Hannah. She jerked back, but after a second, returned, her eyes lowering as I came close to her. Her breath tightened and she started to unconsciously shiver. Even now, my dear 14-year-old sister was afraid of me.

I lifted my hand and patted her on the head. At first, Hannah jerked, but after a moment, her expression started to calm down. Finally, her eyes closed, and she even seemed to like my patting. I finally removed my hand and walked past her.

“Eh?” Hannah gave a surprised noise as she turned to follow me, now confused that I was leaving.

“What is it?” I asked, turning back and giving a gentle smile.

“Ah, it’s just… about… that…” Hannah pressed her fingers together, finding herself unable to find the right words.

“Hannah, do you love me?” I asked.

Hannah’s eyes widened as I spoke, but immediately she nodded. “Y-yes… of course… you’re my little brother… so naturally… I l-l-love…”

Her voice drifted off before she could finish that, her entire face blushing as she looked down shyly.

“What was that?” I demanded.

“I… I… I… love… little brother…” Hannah blushed even more, but she barely managed to get the words out hoarsely.

I leaned forward and kissed the blushing girl on the forehead quickly before she could react. “Then, don’t worry about it. We’ll be together forever.”

“F-forever?” Hannah seemed to be pondering the word like she didn’t understand what it meant.

“Plus,” I added as I walked away from her. “We’ll have plenty of time to try every position in that book.”

“Ah!” Hannah let out a cry, but I already turned the corner, not seeing as she grew flustered once again and blushed from embarrassment. I just couldn’t stop myself from teasing her.

After a nice dinner of steak and potatoes, nothing was too good for me as my mother always said, I went off to my bedroom to read. However, the history book I picked up was exceptionally dull. As a result, I quickly found myself drifting off to sleep. Sometime later, I heard a knock on my door. However, I was too tired to get it, so I decided to ignore it. That’s when I heard the door creek open.

I still wasn’t completely awake yet, the noises seeming to come distant. It wasn’t until I heard rustling and felt someone pushing down on the foot of my bed that my eyes finally flickered open. The dream I was having was a repetition of the previous night with mom, so of course my cock was sporting a nice erection, poking up in the sheets. However, when I opened my eyes, what I saw was not expected.

“Madison?”

Madison was kneeling on the foot of my bed, looking like she was in the process of crawling up to me. What was more shocking was that she was wearing a dress. It was a very simple spaghetti strap white dress. It was very clear in this particular lighting that two little nubs were poking through her dress, indicating she wasn’t wearing a bra at all! Seeing me awake, Madison immediately crossed her arms , hiding her chest and looking away.

“Hmph! Don’t get the wrong idea. I won’t let you have Hannah. No matter what either of you think, I won’t let it happen. If I take care of it myself before you can run to Hannah, then you won’t be able to do anything about it!”

I considered I’d be stopping at mom’s room before the end of the night. But with the flushed Madison standing there in a cute summer dress. It looked like I didn’t have to.

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Chapter 34

Since I know a certain subset of my readers are apparently manbabies whose small erections shrivel at the sheer suggestion of conflict, let alone NTR, I’ll ease your distraught little minds. I’m getting sick and tired of hearing “NTR?” bs. It’s not in the tags. I’m 200+ chapters fucking in of a blatant wish-fulfillment story, and I’m not some Japanese pervert who enjoys NTR myself. Why do you guys seem to constantly think this novel is going to turn into something it is not? This won’t have NTR in it. Are we good?

Probably not, because I also need to inform you that upcoming parts of this novel are going to have some NTR fakeout scenes. At no point will any of your current harem cheat on you or be taken from you, which you will be reminded of continuously in the plot. But since I know you don’t so much read the story as imagine it and then complain when what I actually wrote doesn’t meet your fantastical expectations, and some of you have the insecurity of a pornstar with diarrhea who has to work a dp scene on a heavy-flow day, I’ll have to remind you of this fact regularly before you go off and cry in your penis-shaped pillow.

Once again, I’m only talking about some of you… you know who you are. Maybe you should just take a break for the next twenty chapters until all the “bad scenes” go away, and spare me the twenty comments saying:

“NTR… OMG… I’m gonna so quit reading if it keeps going in this direction. I’m so disappointed in you. As someone who never comments nor supports your writing in any way, I expected better.”

Just spare me…

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“Aaaaaarrrrriiieeeeel!” Megara skips over, looking the other girl up and down mischievously while Ariel is busy making a shrine with your picture, a wadded up klenex with your dried spooge in it, and a cut out piece of sheet with the blood from when she lost her virginity.

Wait! What is Ariel doing!? You decide to ignore that for your mental health, pretending you see nothing.

“Eh? Ah! Megara! Do you need something? Do you like my display? It will help tide me over until hero returns!”

Megara looks ill for a second when she sees the Yandere grade behavior but quickly shakes it off. “Actually, I came to talk to you about something veeeery important!”

“Hm? Is about hero?” Clearly the only thing that would be important to Ariel would involve you.

Megara nods excitedly. “Thaaaat’s right! I was just thinking about it, and I think Ariel should marry my childhood friend? Wouldn’t that be great?”

“Not interested!” Ariel responds happily, turning back to her shrine.

“Instantly rejected!” Megara reals back.

Even you’re a little put off by Ariel’s cruel rejection. You have never thought of marrying your harem girls, but if the little piece of paper makes them feel good, why not? You make the rules, so you can marry any or every one of them. If you are going to marry any first, it probably would be Ariel anyway. So, her sudden rejection makes you feel slightly hurt.

“Wh-why not?” Megara finally recovers from the unexpected twist.

“Ah? Isn’t that a given?” Ariel is acting like this should be the simplest thing in the world. “Mom says it’s known that once you get married the sex life decreases? Since I want to continue to have lots of sex with hero, marriage is out of the question!”

Both you and Megara nearly spit blood at the Ariel’s answer. However, a grin forms on your face after, suddenly giving Ariel an extra thumbs up. Perhaps you’ll have to make a visit to the mansion before this trip is over and give Ariel some of that sex she’s craving. At the very least, it’ll stop her from working more on her questionable arts and crafts activities.

“Eh… bu… but…” Megara is lost on how to respond, whatever plan she is trying to concoct clearly broken by Ariel’s infallible logic.

Ariel lifts her finger to her lips thoughtfully. “Although… if anyone should marry hero, shouldn’t it be Megara?”

“!!” The statement clearly surprises both you and Megara, although it is Megara who starts blushing and looking sheepish. “Ah… well… we are childhood friends and he did promise to marry me when we were young. I suppose, it’s only suiting that I be his wife!”

Ariel nods excitedly. “Yes! Then, I’ll be hero’s mistress! We can have lots and lots of sex behind your back, while you maintain a cold dignity while ignoring hero’s various transgressions from a distance as per your wifely duties!”

“You’ve already decided to be my homewrecker!” Megara shouts.

“Pfft!” You couldn’t help but giggle as Megara’s face starts to turn ill.

“What’s so funny?” Reginald asks.

You pull back on the image, returning to the present location. The Ariel you know and love is still safely in the mansion, being just as Ariel as she has ever been. Since that is the case, who the hell is this woman? Your magic cannot distinguish her from your Ariel. Had your Ariel not had a collar on her neck, you might have even been confused about which was which.

That wasn’t entirely true, there is one distinct difference between the two Ariels. Her body is different. This Ariel doesn’t have the physical alterations of your Ariel. You have grown your Ariel to have bigger boobs and bigger hips. This Ariel looks closer to the Ariel you met when you first came to this world. Her boobs are size D, although in the last few months they might have reached E , and her hips are smaller and less curvy. She is still a very beautiful woman who captivates every eye here, but she doesn’t have the ass and tits that would drive a man crazy.

That’s not to say she wouldn’t grow those things in a year or two. Her mother certainly has that body. For Ariel, who had only really accelerated her growth, combining her own youth with the maturity of her mother. Likewise, you hadn’t changed her mother, instead only slightly restoring her youthfullness. The twenty year gap in age between the two women only looked like a five year gap now.

You had done the same thing for the married woman you’d enjoyed. It wasn’t enough to be too noticeable, but you had lifted their boobs, took care of a few wrinkles and stretch marks, and otherwise dropped about five years off of every woman you fucked. They wouldn’t realize it instantly though, and would never figure out it was a result of your own magic.

Of course, you underestimate the tenacity of a married woman to be concerned with her own aging appearance. At that very moment, rumors are already spreading that not only did you have a whale penis that could bring any woman to extreme sexual heights, but your penis also has anti-aging properties, making the women who fuck you more youthful and invigorated.

However, while this is spreading around in the background, you’re now concerned about the strange woman masquerading as Ariel. It has to be that, doesn’t it? The alternative would be too terrifying. The alternative is that Ariel isn’t the true princess. Maybe instead of transporting her you accidentally cloned her? In the beginning there, before you got a grip on your powers, much of what you thought just turned into a reality. A single thought that you wish Ariel could reconcile with her father and you could have ended up creating a duplicate Ariel by accident.

Of course, since you’ve regained your powers, you’ve checked closely on your harem and made sure there are no unexpected uses of your magic, like influencing their personalities or turning their minds in ways close to mind-control. As far as you know, the Ariel that you know and love became the sex-crazed maniac she is based on her interactions with you, and not a result of some loose wish that you wanted her to be sex-crazed. The same could be said about Aurora, Mulan, Merida, and even Grimhilde.

As to Grimhilde, you had actually removed her addiction to cum around the same time Maleficant joined the group. Her addiction now is purely mental. After having swallowed so much cum, she’s grown accustomed to the taste and even came to cherish it. However, part of the reason you feel comfortable leaving her without your seed for so long is exactly because the addiction is only in her head. That, and she actually did do what she told you she’d do, and had partitioned off vials of your cum, which she kept in a hidden drawer. Twice a day, she would come into her room, lie on the bed, and drink down a vial of cold spooge, wearing a relaxed calming face as she worked the pleasant taste around her tongue and swallowed, her expression like someone getting a cigarette after a hard day. If she knew at this point that the calming effect was all a placebo she had built up in her own head, she’d likely go ballistic.

Of course, you are thinking about Grimhilde rather than Ariel because you don’t know what to make of the girl. As the preliminaries came to an end and you start heading back to the mansion, you realize you’ll need to discuss this development carefully with your girls. Tiana, who is Ariel’s closest friend among the haremettes, would be a good candidate to send over to Ariel to check on her. Reginald is hosting this king and by extension Ariel, so you have every intention of getting to the bottom of this!

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Chapter 33

For those of you who missed my announcement…

By the end of this month, I will be releasing the pdf/epub for Volume 1 of PoC! The PDF/ePub is free for all Patreon supporters. However, if you’re “against” Patreon, you can pay $5 to download this file digitally. I’ll be opening up a storefront to sell my novel shortly, but I haven’t settled on where yet.

I know what you’re thinking. So, what? I copy and pasted my own free webnovel and now I have the audacity to charge you guys for it! I hope by now you guys know me better than that. Volume 1 is going to be much more than a simple pdf compilation. Here’s what you’ll get with Volume 1.

*A properly formatted novel of the first fifty chapters resembling many published works.

*The text optimized for tablet/phone reading.

*Full colored Ero Images in proper position in text.

*Two 1500+ word bonus chapters that will never be released on the machineslicedbread (yes, they contain erotic scenes and are canon, unlike the specials).

*The first ten chapters fixed into the present tense used in later chapters.

*Extra editing to repair grammar and spelling mistakes not caught before release.

*Additional corrections and additions to improve continuity and story flow.

*An Image Gallery which includes all released Ero and Portrait Images to date in higher resolution.

*Never-before-seen blooper images and concept art!

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“Now, please stand for Gaston, King of the Great Empire, and host to these festivities!” as the man speaks, an older, more regal looking man comes out on stage.

This leads to much clapping and excited yelps from his allies, and weaker clapping and disdainful looks from his enemies. The man himself seems to ignore it all, clearly lifting his head up like only a king of the realm could.

“Good Afternoon, everyone, Good Afternoon. Thank you all for coming to our wonderful and prosperous city. I hope you all have found things of interest to you.”

“Blah, blah, blah… you damned blowhard.” Reginald mutters under his breath low enough only you could hear, while wearing an unpleasant look he tries to hide.

“You take issue with the king?” You ask airily.

“AH!” Reginald makes a surprised expression, suddenly fearful that you overheard. “Of course, I am a loyal King’s man.

You snort. “I come from another land, I hardly hold any desire to get into the politics of the human realm. Plus, you’ve roomed my team, so I’m not exactly in a position to rat you out.”

Reginald let out a breath, blowing out steam. “That’s true… I don’t mean to speak ill of the King… or should I call him dear brother.”

“!!”

“Yes, I was once a prince and younger brother to the king. I should have been a respected prince. However, my elder brother fancied the woman our father had set me to marry. On the day of the King’s death, he stole my bride and kicked me out of the castle. He told me it was a mercy he didn’t kill me.

“He gave me my bride, Selena, from the third sister of a foreign nation in some profitable political deal. He gave me the mansion I live in, close by so he can have his guards keep watch on me. Everything I have is a “gift” of the King. What should have rightfully been mine from birth is an award I’m given for doing the King’s biddings. Ever since, he’s used me as his ponce to do his dirty work… eh… no offense.” He gave you apologetic look, showing that babysitting lower nobles is an example of dirty work.

“My rank was lowered, my last name changed. I was disavowed by the royal family, the Great Empire’s dirty little secret. Even Selena, I suspect she may be a spy of his majesties. That is why I’ve never given her a child, nor wish to remain monogamous. She is beautiful, which is a small condolence, but how can I love a woman I can’t trust. At best, I can trade her to enjoy myself when needed. That is why I engage in such… activities. It is a small pleasure I’ve taken from my life, which was stolen by his majesty.”

“Sorry to hear…” You respond disinterestedly. You were just asking to be polite, you don’t need his entire backstory.

It’s exactly this kind of crap why you don’t want to be a king in the first place. All of that stuff sounds exhausting. Isn’t it much better to just chill out with your hot harem and fuck all day? That’s way more enjoyable than this so-called leadership. Why do more? To be loved by the people? The people love you and you don’t really do much. Their love is fickle and entirely dependent on their own happiness. They don’t care about intent. They don’t care about the work you put in, nor the money, the effort, or the time. All they care about is that they get exactly what they want with out putting an ounce of their own efforts in! They’re as bad as Machine Sliced Bread readers!

While you are thinking such things, the king has continued to drone on about how great the Great Kingdom is, “But of course, you all didn’t come here to talk of such things. Rather, you’re here to compete, and through competition, show the value of your nation. This year, other than the support of this Great Nation, I offer another prize. I’ll let the man himself introduce the prize of the decade.”

There is some light muttering as the crowd wonders what prize would be called the prize of the decade. Another man comes up on stage, and your eyebrows raise as you recognize this man. He is the king of the border country that summoned you. He is Ariel’s father and Aurora’s ex-husband. This is that arrogant bastard who wouldn’t give his own life for his daughter, and expected you to protect his country just because he summoned you. The last few months had not been kind on him. He looks like he lost a lot of weight, and his beard and hair have become completely grey.

“Good Afternoon,” The king aged king spoke up, his voice clearly having less strength than the previous Great King. “I have prepared a prize for the winner of this competition. My wife, Aurora, god bless her, was a beautiful woman. Her death was sudden and tragic…”

While there is a moment of silence as a few give him sympathetic looks while others are just impatient that he gets to the point. You roll your eyes, now realizing what story the king concocted to cope with his wife. You had cast magic that made him forget you stole her and think her lost, but you never tracked to see how the magic culminated. It probably would have been better if he never remembered he had a wife in the first place, but for that spell to work, you’d need to cast it on everyone in the kingdom. At the time, that was more mana than you could use, especially for the kneejerk reaction you made at the time.

“I… have grown tired… of ruling. My country… I do not believe it can survive as an independent nation any longer. Without a queen, I am unable to produce an heir, and I’m getting too old to find another. And then there is my daughter, Ariel…” The king continues, causing you to perk your ears instantly. “My daughter, Princess Ariel, has surpassed the age where she ought to settle down. Therefore, the man who wins this competition, you will also win the right to marry my beautiful daughter, become prince of my nation, and upon my death, annex all the territories therein!”

“The fuck…” You mutter under your presence in confusion, but a second later you mind goes blank.

A beautiful woman walks up on the stage, giving a very elegant curtsy. Her beauty clearly affects the audience, as they immediately start cheering and shouting, many men declaring that they will win this competition so that they can have her. She smiles gently, looking across the entire crowd. Her eyes lock on yours for just a second, but then they continue on through the rest of the crowd with barely a reaction.

That woman, you are all too familiar with. She is indeed Ariel. Down to every nook and cranny, this woman is undoubtedly your first and most loyal harem girl! What the hell is she doing here?

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P.S. This is the last Ero image for Volume 1. Images for Volume 2 will start being ordered next month. The release of Volume 2 depends on the speed I can get images released as well as the success of Volume 1. This comes from Chapter 44.

In Color

Chapter 1

Life always goes on.

No matter how happy or how bad a life we had.

People change and things go wrong but sometimes, you regret letting certain people into your life. The harm has already been done. All you can do is learn a lesson from it and move on. Life is too short to spend it on regrets

Even though we have been hurt, we must find a way to get through it, life goes on whether we want it to or not. The world keeps turning no matter how bad we feel. This is why we have to learn how to bounce back and keep moving forward.

Nice quotes, right?

That’s what I, Ogawa Kyosuke used to think and believe. If it was me from two or three years ago, I definitely would say that proudly.

But now, screw that!

I tried to move on with my life… But it’s futile.

All my anger, bitterness and stress mixed which caused moving on to become impossible.

It had all started two years ago. My life up until then had been perfect. I had been married for 20 years, to what I thought was the most wonderful woman in the world. At least, that’s what I thought. I had a daughter I thought really love me. I had a good job I thought would last, and we owned our own house in a nice neighborhood that I thought I’d spend the rest of my life together with my family in.  Our social life had been great and we had a large circle of friends. Nearly every weekend we would be at some gathering or party. We appeared to have everything we wanted.

For years, I only dreamed  of caring for my wife and family, paying off my big house, having a kid and sending them through college, and, of course, having a thriving career that makes tons of money.

Most of my dreams were realized until the bitch killed our marriage.

Yeah, that bitch, my ex-wife.

I used to be married to the bitch named Ogawa Yuriko, now Furukawa Yuriko.

I met her when I was a senior in college and she was a sophomore. At that time, I had recently broken up with my girlfriend of two years. Then, I met her. Apparently she also has same situations as me.

We talked about our problems and ended up in hotel room.

I got into her panties at that time. It had been two weeks since my breakup and I had not had sex with anyone else in all that time. I had not gone two weeks without sex since I was 16 and I was horny as hell. But, I digress.

I was feeling lonely since the breakup with my former girlfriend or maybe it was just because Yuriko loved sex but our relationship was physical from the start.

Since then, we dated. Sure, we had many arguments, but our relationship was doing well.

Then, after I graduated from college, I started working for a company that contract for the military and asked her to marry me during the holiday season. She accepted my proposal and I was so happy at that time. We were married the following September and my daughter was born four years later. We lived happily as man and wife for 20 years or, so I thought.

Truth be told, though, my marriage was dead five years before the paperwork was signed, sealed, and filed with the Clerk of the Court. I just didn’t know it at the time.

Why? Because we actually only had been happily married for 15 years.

Apparently, the bitch met her ex-boyfriend high school sweetheart somewhere and ignited their old love for those last five years. Of course, their relationship was served with a hot side of sex. The adulterous kind.

I never knew it. I was that clueless. I mean, she never denied me anything. She never acted or showed anything that made me suspicious.

Was I a stupid, gullible husband? I was and I hated myself for that.

Was that bitch really good at hiding something? Well, she was and I really hate myself for that too.

Is this a cliché? The cliché of a cuckolded husband? Oh, yeah… True? Yep. Definitely! Without a fucking doubt!

Instead of asking for a divorce, she just let her affair continue till I found out.

Yeah, just one time… I had gone to work. When I reach my office; I realized that I had forgotten my laptop. Since my office is quite close, about 15 minutes from my home, I decided to return, one of reason why I bought the house in the first place.

But when I got home, I saw an unfamiliar car parked at my house. I was foolish for not being suspicious about it.

So, I just entered the house normally, well, until I heard the screaming I should say… or would you call it loud moaning?

It was like a couple having hot sex, I came to realization. But there is no way, right? I naively believe that.

I remember that time, for the time in my life, I felt so out of breath and I trembled with cold sweat running down my back. I gathered myself and went to my room. I shivered at the sight. My blood turned to ice and my entire life crashed around me in that instant. What I saw. Not only did it traumatize me. I will carry it with me for the rest of my life. I saw my wife and her lover, fucking in my bed.

My wife, the love of my life, who I loved more than anything in the world, my wife was pounded from behind by him, intensely. He had one hand on her back and the other leaned over, pulling her hair. She was biting her lip and although both had their eyes closed the worst of all was that I could see that my wife had sperm on her face.

With this scene, I didn’t know how to react. I just was standing there, and I couldn’t comprehend the situation.

Then, the couple finally realized I was there watching them.

All of sudden, everything fades to black.

I saw nothing beside black and red…

I did remember grabbing hold of the man’s hair and pulling him off of my wife then landing a good few punches and kicks into her lover. When he down, I was alternating between kicking him in the balls and stomping on his face. I was vaguely aware of the bitch screaming something, but I couldn’t make out what she was saying and she jumped into the middle of it and got punched in the face.

I really lost it. Did I feel guilty? Nope.

When I come to, I saw a man bleeding under me. My bedroom was messy. Like a robber just entered the room to find something valuable. And I saw Yuriko crying in the corner of the room. Police came in, I don’t how they got there. I was arrested. I saw my daughter, Kirino who hugging her trembling mother glaring at me with disgust and hate. Then the bitch was smirking under her crocodile tears. Now, I understand. She set me up! Fuck her!

Everything went blur after that, six months passed just like that. I felt so hollow.  Just a husk with no life.

Two months later, I was released. I return to my empty house and called my daughter but she won’t pick up. I keep calling her for countless time and she just ignore it then I decided to meet her in her school, but she won’t talk to me or even bother trying to see me. Seems she really won’t talk to me or have nothing to do with me. Seriously, I’m not surprised when I looked in the lockbox that she had cleaned out everything. Seems my daughter believed that I was abusing husband that nearly killing her mother or maybe she knew about her mother and took on her mother’s side.

Then few days after I was released, I received divorce paper and letter. I read the letter, no apology or remorse and she wanted nothing from me apart from custody of our daughter and our daughter chose to stay with her mother. I then signed the divorce paper immediately out of anger and just like that, divorce came through and the whore sent me her new wedding photo. I tore it the moment I saw it.

Eight months was enough for my ex-wife to completely brainwash our daughter. As a proof, my daughter sent me a simple yet very cruel message:

[Kenji-san would make a better father than you, goodbye.]

I guess that’s what I get for raising her, attending all her school’s events and providing for her. I won’t make that mistake again.

Yes, at that moment, I lost my family that I really loved because of that cheating whore.

A month later, I received DVD from unknown sender, when I watch a video. It made me feel so sick. A video of my ex-wife and her husband fucking, she was actually mocking me. I didn’t watch the rest of the video because I threw a glass at my TV which broke instantly. What? Do you think I will masturbate to them like a little wimp? Don’t compare me with those losers. At that point, I was living out of a hotel, so that was one more expense I had to deal with.

When I return to my home, I destroyed everything related to my ex-wife and my ex-daughter. The more I broke things, the more anger surfaced.

When I’m done. The room was completely messed like the time I caught the bitch with her lover. Since then, my life completely become like a robot. Working, eating and sleeping, just that. Well, until I suddenly lost my job. Turned out my ex-wife’s new husband was the CEO of the company I worked at, and when he found out I worked there, he used my “prison record” as reason to fire me. That man is real wimp… Whenever he saw me, he always ran.

Now, I work on a construction site as a laborer… I spent two years, working and working without taking break, I put my damn life into my work like I depending on it. I was dead inside, and my mind slowly died with it. I grew tired, so tired. I just wanted to die. That’s what I thought every day. At the same time, I suddenly change my mind.

For two years straight, I considered killing myself. It’s always the same, day after day, but I never do it. Are these the thoughts of a crazy man? Or I’m just being coward?

And that’s where I ended up. I just sat on my couch in a dark living room and watched my reflection on the TV after working non-stop overtime.

What was reflected on the TV was a 42 year old man who lost everything.

Dark eyelids, unshaved beard and messy black hair.

I admitted that I lost myself to rage and I accept that assaulting the man and my wife was wrong, but how could she have done this to me? How could she do this to our family!

I would respect her if she just had told me that she wanted a divorce, I’m an adult man, if the bitch didn’t want to stay married with me, then fuck her. It hurt. God, it hurt but while I will hold a grudge, I won’t hate her like this.

Screw that! I don’t care! I don’t fucking care anymore!

Anger, depression and hurt surged through me. I felt as if a knife had been stabbed through my heart all over again. I took one last look at the pathetic reflection in the TV.

Am I bitter? Bitterness doesn’t even describe how I felt. I felt so angry that I wanted to murder someone. I hate them so much that. I grieve over the loss of my family.

As much I want to kill the bitch and her husband. I can’t do anything now. I lost my will to live.

In three words, I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.

No matter how bad or good our life was.

I looked at my reflection on TV. Suddenly, it began to glow with a otherworldly shine.

“What the-” I gasped.

However, that was all I could get out before it “happened”.

―○●○―

It was so bright. It felt like it would blind me.

What is this! What the fuck is this? Am I being abducted by Alien?

Seriously?!

Geez, I admit I lost my will to live. but I didn’t want to be part of some Alien’s experiment! A new life as a rat experiment? Hell no! If I’m going to die, this is not how I want to die. I want to die peacefully and painlessly even if I’m going to die alone. Wait. How can I die peacefully when I had so much grudge and regret? I had grudges against my ex-wife and ex-daughter. Will I become a vengeful spirit?

Then the light start shining more and my eyes shut harder. Damn, even though I close my eyes so hard, it’s still so bright.

Is this it? I am going to die? Like this? Hah, at least, I have good life before that bitch ruined it. That’s not bad. And, looking on the bright side,  I will die painlessly. Well, if this light is actually some kind of beam saber, it’ll hurt like hell.

Hah! Nice joke! Even though, It’s not funny. As I start accept my impending death. The light is getting brighter. Like it will start taking my soul away painlessly. So. this is death. Not so bad. The brightness started decreasing and eventually settled down..

And I found myself in the middle of forest.

……………….

…. Wait…what? Where the fuck was this??

Was I in the middle of somewhere?

I started looking around to survey my surroundings.

It was forest.

It was a quiet forest where the moon’s rays shone brightly. I’ve never seen this forest before. This forest is beautiful… I never knew a place like this existed. The night air also felt good. Then, I then heard something.

*Splash—*

The sound of water resounded through the trees, and it was so close.

I started walking towards the sound and stiffened in shock as I saw the most enchanting place in this forest. I could only open my mouth wide in shock and freeze. Why? You asked me why?

Read the goddamn prologue.

What prologue? I don’t know. I’m so confused right now. Why? Because there was a girl in front of this very own eyes. That should have been fine if it was just this because it’s just a girl anyway. However, this time was not simple.

The girl in front of me was in her birthday suit. You don’t know the word birthday suit? Google it.

You don’t have internet? Screw you! I don’t care! How are you even reading this?

She is bare naked. Yeah, in front of me was a naked girl!

What is naked? I don’t know. Ask your mother.

The girl was standing there with her bewitching body, large breasts, and a tall voluptuous figure. It was a body that exceeded even a high class model! Her body was so magnificent that I wanted to say that!

Her porcelain white skin was as smooth as milk and dazzling. Her beautifully slender white legs disappeared below the water surface, but I could see her most forbidden and private place clearly.

Was she a Goddess of Water!?

Long, silver-white hair reached her waist, shimmering under the moonlight!

No, she must be a Goddess of the Moon!!

She has a very beautiful face, she’s a flawless beauty. 1000/1000. She has large eyes with ruby pupils and lustrously moist cherry-red lips. My ex-wife and ex-daughter might as well be ugly pigs if we compared them to this girl!

However, what caught my eyes more than that was that I could sense eroticism from her wet sparkling silver hair which was glued to her gorgeous, porcelain-like body.

So, she was a Goddess of Beauty?

Well, although it’s nice to be in such a situation, however…  this situation was obviously one of the most dangerous in real life!

The So-called Lucky Pervert Accident Event!

I stopped being an Otaku when I was married, but to be honest, my Otaku spirit will never die!

Just why am I in this position? What happened? Am I dreaming?

After pondering for a while, the night cold air gave me chills…

Not good. Naked is not good… Naked girl is very not good! It’s not good! Being Lucky Pervert is totally not good!!

I felt cold sweat starting to form on my back.

… Speaking of which, in this very situation, the protagonist will be killed if the heroine notices him, but if not that will it be the new beginning of a RomCom? No way, I’m freaking 42 years old! The hell am I thinking? Actually what should I do? The former is really bad, and if the latter happens I will definitely suffer the consequences afterwards!

No, I chose a third choice! I need to run away! It won’t become a problem later on.

As I decided to run away. I slowly started tip-toeing backwards, leaving while the girl still didn’t notice me. But it seemed some fate didn’t agree with me and had prepared something different for me. Seriously, why did fate turn out to be so cruel, I wondered? First, a cheating wife and traitorous daughter. Now, this? Why?

As I started walking, the girl turned around and saw me.

“…” When she saw me, her eyes widened!

She seemed noticed my toe walk. Damn her!

The two of us, for a while, did not move, as if frozen solid. Time even seemed to stop as the forest became strangely quiet.

But I wouldn’t allow it! I will die if I don’t regain my sense quickly! So, I come to my senses in record speed!

“I-I’m sorry! I never meant to peep! Ah no, no, what can I say? You’re beautiful and so sexy!”

I tried to explain myself as I partially covered my eyes with both of my hands, but my words stuttered as they came out, my eyes still locked on her charming appearance between the gaps in my fingers.

The girl, on the other hand, had finally grasped the situation. Her face dyed bright red as she flapped her mouth open and closed.

“Hiiii―”

She leaked a small shriek and with the girl screaming in this situation, accusations would surely fall on the guy, me.

Of course, nobody would come even if she screamed because there are only us here… At least I hope we’re alone?

What if she was actually with her friends? I would be in deep shit if she started screaming and her friends showed up.

“Please wait a minute! I understand what you want to say. It may have been an accident but I won’t make excuses for what I clearly saw.”

I won’t blame anyone for this incident. Because, it’s that goddamn lights fault for bringing me here! Actually, where fuck is this?!

“…..” The girl silently watched me with her ruby pupils, her flawless beautiful face glared at me like it embodied waves of blazing fire to scour me away!

Wait… did I just step on a landmine?

“….Do you have any last words?”

Scary words came out in a cold voice even as she made a somewhat pretty smile. With that face, she looked so beautiful… But this is not time for that! She started walking to me as she raised her hand and a long sword clad in light appeared in her hand.

W-w-wait! Did she just pull some kind of magic trick!?

She just made a sword come out of nowhere!!?

What is that?! What is that?!

Nonono! I need to calm! Let’s forget about that that magic trick for now!

Well, it wouldn’t be weird for her to be angry. I had seen her gorgeous birthday suit for free. Her big breasts were bouncing as she moved slowly and she looked so sexy as she walked towards me.

I wanted to run, but the view, I mean, her frosty demeanor wouldn’t let me move my body.

“….”

And she was pointing her sword at me.

“Who are you?” She asked me maliciously.

And there we go. We return to beginning.

My fate depended on my next words, so I had to be careful.

But what should I do? I never had been in a Lucky Pervert situation!

What I needed to do was choose the right words carefully! But what did I need to say!?

I couldn’t think carefully especially when I was panicking.

For someone who lost his will to live, I should just give up, but I actually desperately want to protect my own life. So, in the end, I want to stay alive!

What should I do? Begging for my life? Convince her? Praise her?

Ah! I know! Praising her! I think I should praise her! If I managed get to her good side, I save myself! But I need to apologize first —!

Yes, apology! I have apologized to her!

“No no no… It’s an accident!? It is definitely an unfortunate accident for the both of us… Even though this is an accident. I wasn’t trying to peep on you, but I saw what I saw. Thus, I must apologize! I’m sorry! That’s why, as a man, I’ll take responsibility” I said in an extremely serious tone as I bow to her.

“..” The girl silently glaring at me seemed to understand my remorse.

As proof, she finally lowered her sword and the hostility from her disappeared.

I sighed in relief after seeing her expression soften. Geez, I thought she was a hard-to-please girl type, but now she seemed like someone who’d accept a proper conversation if given proper reasoning.

I could only smile wryly when I thought that. Seeing me smiling, she also softened her expression and returned a thin smile.

“I’ll forgive you on this matter”

Ohh, she forgives me! This is good! Now, this is my change! I should give her my honest opinion if I want to praise her!

Before I spoke, she cut me off : “But, please die!”

She was smiling like an angel as she swung her sword.

“Uaaaaaah,” I miraculously dodged her attack by thin margin

“You dodge it?” She looked at me in confusion. What’s with that reaction?

“Of course! Why I should receive that!!?”

“This is for seeing me naked! This body should be pure till I married! And you should really consider yourself lucky! Normally, you should be tied to a log and stoned to death by all the people in the nation.” She barked.

“What’s with that capital punishment!?” I shout at her.

“Didn’t you agree to take responsibility!?” She countered.

“Ugh… yes! I did I say that! But just because I saw you naked, you can’t take my life as punishment! And you know, before you attacked me, you should first wear some clothes! Though I really don’t mind the view.” I said while shrugging my shoulders as I pointed at her tempting naked body. I would lose to my lust if I didn’t have a strong will power.

I said that but it’s freaking hard to control it… I really impressed with my willpower to keep the beast inside my pants occupied!

“…” She went silent as she realized she was still naked.

Geez, what a view! If I wasn’t in this pitiful situation, I would try to flirt with her.

The girl raised her hand once again and a military like uniform appeared in her hands.

Seriously, what is that? Is that really a magic trick?

Magic? Don’t tell me, a Magic? Real Magic? I mean, Magic that appeared on Anime… A fictional power? Harry Potter’s magic?

There is no way, right?

As I start thinking that, I watch as the girl starts wearing her uniform. Since she bent her body as she pulled her black knee shocks, her butt was completely visible to me.

What a nice, pure, white, big ass! Those hips are good for giving birth! And she started to pull her pink underwear up. Ah, her panty shining between her thighs was a lovely sight that could make every man drool.

This is a scene where a man could be lost to their lust and hungrily eat her especially if it was an average guy. I never knew that I had quite willpower to handle this lust until just now.

And she finished dressing. What a nice dressing scene. She was assembled her uniform very fast but she was still not done. Her uniform buttons were undone on her upper body and i can see her cleavage.

Then she glared at me, her eyes are filled with hatred.

“…..Fu”

For an instant, she made a bright smile as if she was satisfied with something, and then—

“Unforgivable,” The girl said in a low, cold voice, “Definitely unforgivable…You bastard!!!”

She furiously charged at me with intent to kill!

“Die!” The girl began to kick at me!

Of course, I managed dodge it again.

“….You bastard,” She spit it out with a malicious glare.

But what is this girl… is she female version of Sanji from One Piece? Every single attack was sharp as a sickle slicing through grass and her kick was heavier than a sword blow and swift as an arrow. She would break my bone with her kick if I didn’t avoid them.

Why I can dodge it?

Yes, I may be 42 years old, but I had experience with martial arts and trained in the military. Why do you think I can beat the bitch’s husband to pulp? Because I’m quite good with this kind of stuff.

I could avoid it when I watch her movement carefully.

Just now, she attacked and just missed me. She was easy to read and I could predict her attacks.

The girl seemed to realize that attacking blindly and filled with rage are useless. So, she took a deep breath as she continued to glare at me.

“…What an idiot…I gave him a chance to die with dignity as a great concession on my part.”

“Die with dignity? Ma’am, I’m not sure what you are talking about but… I don’t want die yet!”

“Enough talk. Die!” The girl launched an attack in all directions. I instantly knew that she was aiming for my eyes, forehead, throat and temples. I crouch to avoid the blows to my head but…

“Ugh…”

She swings her sword to my head but I once again, dodged it, well, barely … Damn, I was bleeding on my forehead… She managed scratch my forehead with her sword…  Not fatal but… If she slashed a little deeper… I’d be dead meat.

Now, what should I do? She clearly wanted to kill me… should I fight back?

She then took another fighting stance… Unlike before, she started calmly analyzing my movement…

This girl was an expert. She was good with her sword but also good with martial arts.

“Seems you’re not just a mere pervert despite that appearance? Who are you?” She asked me as if asking for my last words.

“Kyou, I’m just 42 years divorcee old man…. Who happen to know about martial art!” I answered in shonen protagonist way as I took fighting stance too.

“Divorcee?” She muttered as she came at me with full speed!

Ok, I will accept that challenge! Because this battle couldn’t be stopped by word now…

“Take this!” She’s tried to slash my stomach with her sword.

I jump back to take some distance between us, I then stepped past the girl, spun around and attempt to strike her back… However, the girl realized how fatal this technique was and jumped forward to dodge the blow.

Don’t ever think I couldn’t counter this! I punch upward attempting to strike my opponent’s jaw as she was within my strike zone…

But as I about to land my punch.

“GroooooaaaaaaaaaaarrrrRRR” –t!?”

Our confrontation was cut off because of a sudden roar. The girl and I immediately turn around to see where it came from.

Seems like a third party didn’t wait any longer and decided to join in…

But what we saw was a large creature protruding from the trees. It was a giant creature, wielding a rusty sword…

….Holy Shit!!!

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Notes :

Yeah, Holy shit indeed…
Everyone asking for Lute yet I suddenly throw new fiction.
Well, there are so many excuses I can give but let’s just use one…
One of many reasons I can give is I feel Lute dragoon lacking… Lacking everything… Especially Emotion…
Lute is not abandoned but it’s just went hibernation till I get better with third POV.
Especially the more I write the chapter the more it become weird… Hell, It completely become Slice off life instead Adventures Action battle fantasy… Hell, It become downhill and filled so many BS. So, I decided to put it on hiatus.

Ah, by the way, this co-write with Whizzer.

 

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For a divorcee man who used to be Otaku like me, one would never think that a girl would ever point a sword at me.

You think I’m joking? Too bad, I’m not joking at all.

I felt a drop of cold sweat drip down on my forehead as the tip of a longsword was thrust before my eyes.

Holding the sword was a beautiful girl, a naked beautiful girl with silver hair.

Yes, she was a very alluring girl.

Am I joking again? Hell no, I’m damn fucking serious here.

The girl who pointed the sword at me was a real beauty. Yes, the girl possessed a beauty that felt so unreal, you could call her an angel or even a goddess.

My ex-bitch wife would never ever compete with this girl.

I couldn’t help but admire her despite the situation, since I never saw beautiful girls like her in my whole life. This girl is perfect in every possible ways. I can describe her in one sentence

Her beauty was comparable with a goddess.

She held a beauty that I couldn’t think of any other word to describe. Men would get swoon over her and, without a doubt, lust after her.

Normally, as a man, I would feel aroused when I saw a beautiful naked girl like her. Unfortunately, the girl glared at me with glowing ruby eyes like I murdered her parent. This was apparently a turn off of mine. Frankly speaking, I was scared to death.

But how did this actually happen?

Before this sudden event, I’m pretty sure I was sitting on my couch in my living room.

“Who are you?” The silver-haired girl asked me as I started trying to remember how I got into this kind of situation.

 

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Chapter 32