Basson is a provincial city located at the northernmost edge of the Celesta Merchant Nation, near the Kingdom of Trot.
Far removed from the western border of the Affilm Empire, which currently serves as the front line of national defense, the nearby modest military outpost for the Merchant Nation hosts only a single company—and even then, it is a crossbow unit specialized specifically for large-scale combat support, stationed there with little fanfare.
The Northern Legion has no connection to the eastern or western fronts, nor to the elite troops of the south; to put it bluntly, much is not expected of its combat effectiveness in the event of an emergency. This is partly due to the heavy attrition it suffered during the Trot War. Furthermore, because the Trot Legion—largely repurposed from the former Kingdom of Trot’s army—is currently covering the northern flank that should originally be under their protection, it is rare for a situation requiring their urgent deployment to arise.
Consequently, while “treasured reserve” sounds flattering, the unit is actually comprised of many experimental squads and “special interest” units favored by the high command, which spend their days preoccupied with researching new tactics and engaging in mindless drills. It is common knowledge that the crossbow unit achieved great feats during the Trot War, but they are treated merely as one of these experimental units. Being part of an experimental unit that has been given “downtime” is incredibly difficult to deal with—or rather, it’s uncomfortable. Even when told, “You can just stay behind and train at your own pace,” you’re left not knowing what to actually do.
If it were a regular infantry or cavalry unit, one could take initiative by engaging in intense personal training to improve skill and demonstrate potential for the Ace Knight trials. However, crossbows are, for better or worse, very simple to use and rely heavily on magical support, meaning there is a limit to how much one can “power up.” It is a unit that achieves its maximum effectiveness only when manipulated exactly as a single, capable leader intends.
And so, during this unexpected long holiday, Arnie Boyd (an 18-year-old male of the Ogre race), who is spending his time at the barracks since he cannot return to his hometown, has been spending his mornings performing decent target practice, followed by several runs back and forth on the one-hour trek to the city of Basson as a substitute for marching drills. He has been enjoying brief trysts “along the way” with his beautiful girlfriend (a 19-year-old human female) who lives in the city.
It isn’t as if there is a Sergeant looking on, telling him he should be training since he’s at the barracks; there is no problem with him going to see her every day. However, Arnie finds himself feeling somewhat guilty about loitering around her while Silvia works at a fried food stall from noon until evening, so he pushes himself to train even harder.
“Good work, Arnie.” “Ah, y-yes. Hey there, Silvia.”
Silvia meets Arnie with a smile on the outskirts of town, where he comes running along the wagon ruts, drenched in sweat. Beside her are a water bucket and several roasted birds—things she had prepared since morning, anticipating his arrival.
“Silvia… I’m happy about the roasted birds and all, but, uh, isn’t it expensive to prepare this every day?” “It’s fine. Arnie, you caught that wild boar for me the other day, didn’t you? Compared to that, this is cheap.”
Hunting was a compulsory skill in the Ogre Colony, and whenever he spotted wild boar or deer, he would hunt them and take them to Silvia’s family home. Silvia’s mother was overjoyed, but her father always wore a troubled expression. Arnie felt a bit discouraged, thinking he was disliked, but no human father would be in a good mood seeing his daughter head-over-heels for a 277cm tall Ogre. Still, Silvia is a daughter who is wholeheartedly, deeply in love with Arnie.
“Ehehe. Today, I tried changing the herbs for the stuffing and the dipping sauce a little bit.” “Th-then, I’ll dig in.”
Arnie takes a massive bite of the roasted bird, using a mouth large enough to suit an Ogre. “This is delicious.” “Which do you like better, today’s or yesterday’s?” “That’s a tough one…” “No! You have to choose.”
Silvia presses him for an answer, snuggling close to Arnie and poking his large face with her finger. Arnie looked troubled as he took a small sip from the water bucket. To a human, it was a bucket, but to an Ogre, it functioned like a somewhat large mug.
“Then, I’ll go with today’s.” “I see. Okay. Then I’ll do my best tomorrow, too!” “Yes. I’ll be looking forward to it.”
After delivering lunch to Arnie, Silvia headed to work at the fried food stall. During that time, Arnie would run several trips between the barracks and the city, occasionally hunting wild animals he spotted, waiting for Silvia’s work to end, and then enjoying a date on the short walk back to their homes.
That is, usually.
”…And so, Arnie.” “Y-yes?”
Arnie, who was mid-bite into his third roasted bird, had been feeling a bit puzzled because Silvia hadn’t returned to the city yet. Suddenly, Silvia hopped onto his lap with a smile, making his heart skip a beat.
“Actually, I’m off today~” ”…Are you serious?” “Yep. So, let’s go on a date this afternoon! ♪” ”…”
Arnie was beyond thrilled. However, an ogre’s expression of profound emotion is quite difficult for a human to read.
“O-or… do you have… some work to do, Arnie?”
“N-no, nothing like that, but… uwaaaaa!”
A date. Not just the usual casual little outing, but a luxurious date that would take up half a day.
Arnie’s eyes darted around as his mind raced: Should I hurry back and grab the coat Kelly gave me? Humans hate the smell of sweat, right? (Ogres, including females, hardly care) I need to find a watering hole nearby to wash the sweat off…
“If, um, this is a date, then I should, well, fix up my appearance a bit…”
“Ehh, but that’ll cut into our date time!”
“I-I’ll do it at super speed… I have to, at the very least, get rid of the smell of sweat.”
“I wouldn’t mind even if you were sweaty, Arnie.”
”…Ugh.”
Is it okay to be pampered like this? Is she actually just being polite? As he wrestled with these doubts, Arnie found himself unable to resist Silvia, who was tugging on his short sleeve and looking up at him with those pleading eyes. He was swept away.
”…W-where are we going?”
“Yay! ♪ Let’s go hiking!”
“Hiking, huh? Sounds good.”
Arnie felt a wave of relief. He had been worried that at a place like the arena, other humans might recoil from the smell of his sweat, indirectly embarrassing Silvia. Once Arnie started worrying, he couldn’t stop—he was a true coward. That delicate nature, so unbefitting his massive frame, was an irresistible charm point for Silvia.
Silvia loved riding on Arnie’s shoulders. Though “shoulders” was a bit of a misnomer; since Arnie’s neck was a bit too thick for a girl to straddle, she simply sat atop one of his broad, sloped shoulders.
“It’s so high up, Arnie.”
“Well, that’s because I’m an ogre.”
“Being this tall, you probably don’t even notice how tiny humans are, do you?”
”…To be honest, sometimes I feel like I might accidentally kick a child by mistake.”
If a human child were caught in the stride of an ogre, it wouldn’t end well. He had never actually done it, but in the barracks, ogre soldiers occasionally accidentally kicked a dwarf, which would lead to a brawl.
”…I’m so tiny… To you, I must be like a cat or something.”
“N-no, well… Silvia, you’re more… I mean, you’re wonderful… augh.”
“Gosh! Don’t say such embarrassing things just because we’re in the forest!”
“Sorry, so sorry!”
”…But, I’m happy.”
An ogre and a human—one above, one below. Though their scales were different, both were blushing just the same. Deep in the forest in the mid-afternoon, the two of them averted their eyes in bashfulness, yet neither made any move to pull away. The silence became heavy, and they both struggled desperately to think of something—anything—to say. Just as Arnie opened his mouth to speak, Silvia beat him to it.
”…Hey, Arnie.”
“U-um… y-yes?”
”…How big do you think ogre babies get? Do you think I could… have one?”
“A-ah, w-well… babies are mostly the same size whether they’re ogre or human, so I think it should be fine… w-waaaah!”
“I see. I was just a little worried.”
“Waaaaah… A b-baby… between me… and you, Silvia…”
Arnie Boyd. His brain was boiling. Though he had lost his virginity to Silvia, his constant hesitation meant he had never managed to follow through with sex more than once. However, he already knew the sensation of pleasure. Once he became conscious of it, his crotch would start throbbing in response. It was the curse of youth.
”…Arnie.” “Y-Yes!” ”…We’re in the middle of the forest. No one is watching.” “Y-You’re right.” ”…Geez… You’re a boy, aren’t you?” ”…Y-Yes, I am a boy!”
Silvia pulled Arnie’s head to her chest, struggling to contain her embarrassment. For Silvia, this was her utmost way of making an invitation. Silvia was of age; it wasn’t that she had an aversion to sex. In fact, every time they met like this, she found herself wanting to be held by him. But saying it out loud was too shameful. There was no point in being the only eager one; if Arnie didn’t want to, there was nothing she could do. That was why she had been waiting all this time for him to say he wanted her.
“Um… Silvia. Um, well… I… I don’t know if I should be saying this. But… let’s… let’s have sex.” ”…You idiot.” “I-Is that a no? It’s a no, isn’t it? Ah, haha…” “That’s not it… I’ve been… waiting all this time.” “Ha… Uh, um…” “You’re so dense!”
Using Arnie’s neck as leverage, she swung herself around to settle in front of him. After a single kiss, Silvia began to slowly slip off her outer garment amidst the dappled sunlight. “A-And you take yours off too, Arnie! Don’t make me the only one feeling embarrassed!” “U-Understood!” Arnie began to strip in a frantic rush.
Then, in the middle of the forest, the two stood facing each other, naked. “Y-You… are beautiful.” ”…Thank you. You’re wonderful too, Arnie.” Silvia’s expression grew entranced as she watched Arnie’s member—small for an ogre, but straining upward with a desperate hunger for her. ”…Arnie. Do it like you did before.” “U-Um…?” “Grab me with those big hands of yours, and thrust hard, slamming me against it… and then, please, come a lot…♪”
Like a child begging a parent for a hug, the naked Silvia spread her arms wide. Arnie grasped her body tenderly, lightly enjoying her breasts with his thumbs as he tilted her backward against his waist. “Y-Your breasts… so lewd…” “I-I’m sorry.” ”…Arnie. I’ll say it again: lovers should have a healthy sexual relationship, okay?” ”…Yes.” “So don’t apologize. …I welcome nothing more than you feeling turned on by me. You think I’ll hate you if you do lewd things to me, don’t you?” ”…Just a little bit.” “I won’t hate you. I definitely won’t. …Though, if you were to strip me or ravage me in front of other people, I might dislike you a little. Just a little.”
“I won’t do it!” “Mm-hmm. Then you definitely won’t grow to hate me. So, if you think no one is watching, you can do as many lewd things as you want.” ”…Y-you mean… I can…?” “Yes. You can hide in the bushes and lick my breasts. You can make me lick your cock in the thicket, and it would make me happy if you just kept squeezing my butt. You can even lead me into the forest like this and put your cock inside me. You can even take me to an inn and thrust your cock into me all day long. And, if I end up having an ogre baby… you’ll take me as your bride, right?” “E-even if we can’t… if you’re okay with someone like me, then please, please marry me!” “Yes♪ …Since you can do any lewd thing you want to your future bride, you’d better give it your all♪” “Y-yes, ma’am!” With a heavy thrust, driven by sheer emotion, Arny drove his member into Silvia. “Ahhh…♪” Silvia let out a cry of pleasure, exposing her slender throat. “A-Arny… it’s inside again…♪” “Silvia… it feels… so good…” He thrust deep, slowly, then pulled back, slowly. Adjusting the brakes of his reason and the accelerator of his primal instincts, he gradually increased the speed. “Arny… Arny, I love you so much…♪ Being made into a woman by you… it makes me so happy…!!” “I-I do too… I love you, Silvia! I’m not smart, so this is all I can say, but I really, truly love you!! I want to stay like this forever if I could!” ”…Haa… ah… ah… You too, Arny…?” As she was being shaken while lying on her back, Silvia smiled with pure happiness. “Me too… I want your cock forever…♪ I want you to keep doing it to me, over and over, forever…!” “Nngh…!” In the middle of the forest at high noon, an ogre was being desired so intensely by his beautiful, naked, non-human lover. Could any other creature be more fortunate? ”…Ku… Aaaaah!!” The moment he saw Silvia’s expression—at once pure, lewd, and profoundly happy—Arny was swept away by the pleasure he had been grit-toothedly resisting. His restraint snapped in an instant; he slammed his glans against Silvia’s womb and ejaculated with everything he had. “Nnh, ah, aaaaaahhh♪” “Silvia…!!” He poured a massive amount of semen into her. After trembling in rhythm with his pulsations for a while, Silvia’s body suddenly went limp as the ejaculation ended. “Silvia… Silvia.” “Mm, yeah… lying on my back… makes my neck a little tired…” It didn’t seem like she had lost consciousness, so Arny felt relieved as he tried to pull his hips away… but Silvia resisted. “N-no, don’t pull it out yet!” “B-but…” ”…I-if you flip me onto my stomach this time, I can handle it… You still want to keep going, don’t you, Arny…?” ”…You want to continue like this?” “Yes… because, you said you wanted to do it forever…♪” Silvia lifted her heavy head and smiled at Arny. “One time doesn’t count as ‘forever,’ after all.” “Silvia…”
”…Let’s do it♪ After all, we’re lovers who just can’t get enough of each other♪” ”…Yes!”
On that day, their sweet nothings did not cease until dusk.
Incidentally, there were surprisingly many ogres who found themselves being relentlessly pursued by their interspecies lovers in broad daylight.
“K-Kate, Rinne… listen, how many hours a day do you two even spend wearing clothes lately?” “Hmm, I don’t know…♪” “There is no need for such restraint with your new wife. I am prepared to burn and discard my underwear just so I am ready to receive your love, Kelly-san, at any moment.” “No, calm down! If you do something like that, the Minotaur Colony won’t have any spares that small. And if you walk around dressed like that, everyone in the colony will think you’re a pervert and my social life will be over!” “We can manage that if we just move to a different land.” “Anyway, let’s do the dick, do the dick~!” “Argh, you perverted wolves! I’m forbidding the burning, absolutely! If my mother looks at me with even colder eyes than this, I’m going to cry!”
A slightly special case. The final part refers to the Isaac arc from Side Story 2. During the original serialization, both arcs were running concurrently.