In a tranquil green meadow, amidst the refreshing breeze, atop the grassy bed of a gentle hill.
I continued to kiss Elenia deeply with a light, floating feeling in my heart, while using only my lower body to ravage Christie.
“Mm, mmn… hah, Smaison-sama…”
Though I had pulled her close and forced a kiss, she slowly relaxed her grip and bent forward, letting herself be drawn into me by her own desire.
“S-such things… E-eleena!?”
And even as I was stunned by Elenia’s “feminine expression,” Christie writhed in pleasure from my rough insertion, which had barely involved spitting saliva.
“Haaah…”
Elenia tilted her head repeatedly, responding busily to my slow tongue movements.
The warm sensation of the vagina enveloping my penis, and the ticklish feeling of her thin tongue against mine were both incredibly pleasant.
”…I was wrong to say that, Christie… As you can see, I have already forgiven Smaison-sama… in every way of my body. It would be no problem even if a child were conceived.”
“E-e-eh?! No way… Ah, you’re still… so young!”
“Mmn… N-no, don’t say I’m small! I’ve just stopped growing a bit early… If one lives 150 years, having great-grandchildren is perfectly normal for a human!”
“Ah, well, that’s true… Aaaahhh…”
Since Christie was making such a fuss, I intensified the slight swaying of my hips and forcefully penetrated deeper into her vagina.
At a depth where my penis almost touched her cervix, I shook my hips sharply while demanding more kisses from Elenia with my mouth like a squid.
Elenia, though still trying to say something to Christie, prioritized kissing me, intertwining our tongues for a moment before addressing Christie again.
“So… there’s no need for you to open your body in such a way…”
“N-no, but even with your body, it would surely result in a child… And if the clan leader himself defiles his own blood, what kind of consequences could arise… Ahh, overflow!!”
“That applies to you as well… Mmn, churu… Mmnn.”
“Well, I’m just a figurehead after all… Besides, I do have some experience…”
“Both of you are being too noisy.”
Without ceasing the intensified punishment, I made it even more intense.
Specifically, I circled my hands and inserted my middle fingers into both their anal openings.
“Haaah♪”
“Ah, y-yes…!?”
I reached inside Elenia’s panties and found her already thoroughly wet.
Compared to Christie, who seemed slightly distracted despite being penetrated, she appeared far more aroused.
…Yes.
Well, there was no need to hesitate at all. I simply needed to make myself feel good.
“Elenia.”
“Fah…!”
Gazing at Elenia, who was beginning to melt under the combination of kisses and anal assault, I forcefully withdrew my penis from Christie’s vagina.
“Aaun…!?”
Then, without hesitation, I embraced Elenia, pulling down her panties as much as necessary.
”…S-Smaison-sama…♪”
“You seem the more lustful of the two.”
”…M-maybe…♪”
Leaving Kristie behind, I thrust directly into Ailina’s vagina from between her buttocks. “Faaah…♪”
I scooped up Ailina, who was making an oddly joyful sound, and began pounding her deeply while still standing. “Aa, aaah…”
Kristie watched this with wide, surprised eyes. Was she shocked that this childlike-looking Ailina was being penetrated so effortlessly? Or perhaps stunned by the fact that Ailina showed no sign of pain or displeasure, but instead wore an expression of eager delight, as if she’d been waiting for just this moment?
Well, it didn’t matter either way. It felt good.
“Ailina… your pussy really is lustful, tight and all… feels amazing…!”
“T-thank you for making me feel like that… it’s all because of you…♪”
“I kinda don’t want to get out from here anymore… I can understand why elves feel the way they do…”
“Eh? Do you mean only you know about what’s inside me among all the elves…?”
”…Yeah, is that right?”
It felt like my thoughts were getting a bit jumbled, but whatever. It felt good. I held Ailina firmly in my arms, keeping her close as I moved my hips freely. Amidst the refreshing breeze, beautiful scenery, warm sunlight, and Kristie’s gaze… I pressed my glans firmly against Ailina’s vaginal opening and ejaculated. “Kk, haaaaaaah…♪”
Ailina let out a voice trembling with pure ecstasy before collapsing in surrender. As I poured my semen into her vagina, which clung to me like another living creature, I finished.
“Hey, Ailina.”
”…♪”
I sighed at the slightly dazed Ailina. Then— “A-um… w-wasn’t that satisfactory…?”
Kristie asked while gently cradling her bare chest against mine.
Looking at Kristie, I nodded with my fuzzy-headed mind.
“T-therefore, please use me again…”
”…Ah.”
Kristie lowered the arm she’d been using to cover her chest and offered a shy yet slightly expectant smile.
“You do seem lustful right now too.”
“I-it’s… well, whatever…!”
I launched another attack at Kristie, who was winking with a faint苦笑. This time, she seemed ready from the start. Her vagina, which hadn’t been wet before, was now thoroughly lubricated.
“Um, please be gentle… H-ah!?” Christie tried to say something when I grabbed her waist and thrust into her from behind in one swift motion.
The vaginal depths that had felt like a rugged cavern just moments ago now slid in smoothly and completely with a single push.
“N-No way…”
“My cock is soaked in my own and Ailina’s juices, you know.”
“Aaaah…!”
Christie trembled with pleasure, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
”…Show me your body even better.”
Suddenly struck by an idea, I slowly pulled at her clothes. When they wouldn’t come off, I tore them away and discarded them.
“A-Ah! Eeeek!?”
What a fine figure she had. Not quite as stunning as Sharon, but every curve was perfectly formed—tight where it should be, soft where it should be. Her breasts were more maternal than Ailina’s yet still possessed a respectable size; larger than Aurora’s, perhaps.
The sight of her beautiful, supple naked body lying helplessly exposed beneath the sun stirred something vague and restless within me.
“What a perfect body to ravage until you’re drenched in sweat.”
“Y-Yeah…! Haaah… Ah, aaah…!!”
I began to swing my hips again.
…
After some time, I suddenly found myself questioning what I was doing. The refreshing breeze, the warm sunlight, the scent of flowers—all of this was fine. Before me lay Christie, completely naked and utterly exhausted after being ravaged twice with forceful ejaculations, lying there as if at my mercy. Around her were the remnants of her clothes. And still half-exposed on her back, Ailina remained in the position I’d just used her for. The untouched lunch and tea sat abandoned nearby. ”…Huh?”
My blood ran cold. Wait a minute—this is getting dangerously out of hand. “U-Ugh… Oh no, what have I done…!?”
I hastily withdrew my cock from Christie’s still-wet vagina. From within, a mixture of foaming semen and arousal fluids oozed out in a slow drip.
“S-Smyson-san… Ah, the tea’s effects are already kicking in…♪”
Christie spoke in a dazed voice.
“The tea’s effects…!?”
“You’re more or less a victim here… Don’t worry about it,” Ailina said casually as she leaned over and began to suck on my semi-hardened cock from the side.
Whether it was the tea’s influence or Ailina’s skill, my erection soon reached its peak once again. I ejaculated into her mouth.
“……ngh… nnnk…” Elenia was desperately trying to swallow it. She could have just spit it out.
“I’m terribly sorry. There’s a wild herb native to the Northern Forest called Kanetsuki grass, which we sometimes use to add a subtle flavor to tea… however, it has hallucinogenic properties that most humans cannot tolerate. I apologize; I knew about this intellectually, but since members of the Sakura clan rarely serve tea to humans, I simply forgot to check…” Her clothes were reduced to little more than rags, and she apologized with an apologetic expression while standing completely naked before Christie.
”…N-no, well, it’s kind of ‘both sides’ or whatever, but rape is clearly worse… besides, Elenia, you could have just used your ‘Serpent’s Eye’ ability to fix this!”
”…Hmm. You’re right. Well, if I’d just kept being ravaged by you, it would have been fine.”
“Damn right it wouldn’t have been!?”
For now, Christie offered a sincere apology.
“I really am sorry. Saying ‘please forgive me’ feels a bit off, but please do forgive me—I’ll do anything to make it up to you. I could even become your Polka or something like that. Seriously, seriously.”
“No, well… honestly, the act itself isn’t all that bad, if you know what I mean. It’s been a while for me too, and I got a bit carried away, so let’s just consider it mutual consent…”
”…Ah, um…”
Is this really okay? Even though we’re erasing the rape from existence, stripping someone of their clothes in front of others purely out of desire is still pretty sketchy.
“Well, since Christie says it’s fine, I suppose we should leave it at that.”
”…I’m not sure. Getting stripped naked and then having public sex feels like a serious violation…”
“U-um… I guess your clothes being torn up is a bit sad, but… please be careful about that in the future, okay?”
Is that all there is to the problem?
“Since Christie says it’s acceptable, let’s just move on.”
”…For elves, intimacy outdoors isn’t entirely taboo anyway… of course, assuming no one else is around.”
Elves are insane. I really want to see them in action.
“But still, Mr. Smayson’s intense and passionate lovemaking was quite stimulating…♪ It’s not hard to understand why Princess Skyblue and Elenia got so caught up in it.” Christie showed no sign of being traumatized by the assault; instead, she smiled brightly and brought up such topics casually. This person is insane too.
“Christie has been married twice before, after all. Well… perhaps it’s better to think of her as someone like that.”
“H-huh? Twice?”
“She’s capable in her work and possesses such great charm; there’s no way anyone wouldn’t want to marry her after living for 400 years. …Well, aside from the Sakura clan, most male elves have high pride. Unable to endure Christie, who is both deeply affectionate and incredibly fertile, they divorced her twice within a few years each time.”
“Hey! Don’t talk so freely about other people!”
“Hahaha. You yourself, taking advantage of the fact that I was close to climax, initiated it on your own the second time without even needing to. This is my revenge.”
“Since Mr. Smayson seemed dissatisfied, there’s no harm in it.”
They’re playing around peacefully, but how do we get Christie back? That’s a tough question.
“Feel free to visit us anytime!♪”
Receiving such incredibly generous words, Elenia eventually handed over her mantle and departed from the Sakura clan estate.
“Oh, but since she’s a very busy woman, don’t take her words too literally and start visiting frequently!”
“Before that, I can’t even enter the forest without you…”
“Hmm. That’s fine then.”
Elenia nodded with an air of superiority.
Next time…
“Perhaps the Orange Clan? It’s a lively place with many skilled martial artists.”
“Please spare me, Your Excellency. You’re asking me to bring you along even after I’ve filled my belly with your… well, let’s just say it was quite intimate. Do you harbor any murderous intent toward me, Lady Irina?”
“Hohoho♪”
It was undeniably me who had poured myself into her. Yet here she is, boasting as if victorious in this situation.
In the end, we arrived at the Orange Clan’s estate. Having stayed there before and been lavishly entertained during consecutive banquets, it ranks second only to Silver among places familiar to me, given how often I’ve passed through it as a midway point on my journeys.
“Come now. When one speaks of the Orange Clan’s specialties…”
“Their cuisine is quite delicious.”
Though we had just finished eating the finest unicorn ham from the Sakura Clan mere moments ago—and speaking so soon after feels somewhat ungrateful—I must admit that compared to Silver’s dishes, which rely heavily on some mysterious fruit (delicious enough but overwhelmingly sweet and sour, leading to inevitable boredom), the Orange Clan’s food is far closer to Trot’s style.
Even though both clans reside in the outer regions, there remains a clear divide between reformists who actively embrace external cultures and staunch conservatives who resist change.
“Still, demanding a meal before sunset immediately after that sandwich seems rather unreasonable.”
“You’re right.”
My stomach hasn’t even begun to rumble yet.
“In that case, perhaps I should pay a courtesy visit to the new head of the Orange Clan.”
“The new clan leader… I do recall Diel no longer holding that title.”
“Indeed.”
I believe I caught a glimpse of him once during a request to explore the monster-infested lands, though to be honest, his face barely registered in my memory. Besides, Ferios charged at us almost immediately afterward.
“I suppose I should make an effort to remember… by the way, I don’t even know who the new leader of Silver is.”
“Well, that can wait for later. Eventually, whenever Polka needs to enter or exit the forest, we’ll have no choice but to meet them.”
“Understood.”
The two of us headed toward the former Diel estate.
“It’s not our first meeting, but this marks the beginning of a proper friendship between us. Allow me to introduce myself: I am Mark, the new clan leader of the Orange Clan.”
A slightly shorter elf youth stood before us as the new head of the Orange Clan. He appeared about five centimeters shorter than me—a rarity among tall elves.
While his stature was acceptable, his casual use of honorifics grated on my nerves.
“Pleased to meet you, Andysmyson Decapitator.”
“I’d like to take a brief stroll within your territory, given that he claims unfamiliarity with the forest.”
“U-understood! B-but anyway, Lady Irina… or should I just call you by name now that I’m clan leader? Did you enjoy the wooden statue I sent over recently?”
“You’re not even addressing me properly yet; learn some basic manners from someone, you fool!”
Irina interjected with evident displeasure. Good. So it was indeed considered inappropriate even among elves.
“But I only speak Elf!”
“As a clan leader, surely you should be able to communicate beyond the forest? Even children in Silver speak Trot’s tongue. If the Orange Clan leader cannot do so, things will become problematic sooner or later. Also, regarding that statue… since I couldn’t decipher its meaning, I gave it to Gorkus.”
“W-waaaah!”
While his academic struggles are understandable, Mark seems far too fragile for someone in his position.
After obtaining permission from Mark (with Irina half-coercing him) to use unicorns, we walked toward the pasture.
“That man, Mark, was born only a few years apart from me.”
“Really!?”
He’s far too timid; I had assumed he was younger than me.
“He’s always tried to charm me since the beginning.”
”…So that’s the kind of ‘gift’ you’re referring to?”
“It was probably a horse or something similar, though I’ve seen it even in the death throes of the lumberjack grizzly and the rock golem.”
”…He’s so awkward.”
“Gorkus called it ‘the cry of the holy beast rising from the brink of death.’”
”…The holy beast Gorkus saw at the brink of death was that meat slime, right?”
So Irina’s observation—that he’s just confusing—is likely correct.
“Besides, is it really safe to appoint someone so clumsy and awkward with such strange speech as a clan leader, Red?”
“Even so, his martial prowess is said to rival Diel’s. He can handle something like a rock golem with just one sword.”
While he isn’t feared much among my own people, a rock golem is a monster that requires ten ordinary infantrymen to defeat.
In other words, despite his small stature, Mark seems close to being an ace knight. Well, Anzeros was also quite small.
“Moreover, no one can match his determination to revitalize the clan. That’s precisely why Diel chose him. Even if he’s clumsy or has flaws, we can manage around him. Right now, ambition is the most critical factor.”
“He does deserve some recognition.”
“Only ‘some’ recognition, though. His advances are genuinely unsettling.”
”…Yet you seem to accept all this without issue.”
“H-huh? I’m not fine with it… B-but besides that, we have good chemistry… and sometimes you’re quite reliable.”
Irina says this while fidgeting and turning red. She’s adorable. I almost embrace her, but after the recent disaster within the Sakura clan, I must proceed cautiously, scanning the surroundings carefully…
Wait. Several faces are peeking out from the shadows of a nearby thicket. ”…?”
From beneath the shade of a single tree emerge black long ears, long black hair, beautiful red fur, and the brim of an old-fashioned hat.
It feels like something out of a fairy tale.
“Well then…”
”?”
As I hesitate, my voice cooling as I search for words, Irina turns around too.
Probably wearing an expression similar to mine.
”…What are you all doing here?”
“Diane-san, Lyra, Aurora… and Neia.”
The four symbols twitch slightly.
Then they step forward hesitantly.
”…Irina, I heard you were leading Andi on a tour.”
“Is that the only reason you’re here?”
Diane, looking awkward yet striving to maintain her dignity, and Aurora, beaming with a smile but radiating suspicion, question us.
“U-um… well, I don’t know what you’re talking about, but surely we wouldn’t let Lord Smaysion suffer any inconvenience, would we?”
”…………”
”…………”
Diane and Aurora fall silent with strange expressions. Ah, something is being conveyed—not clearly, but with the force of something that’s just… there. Something’s off.
“Hmph. Very well. I care not what you were doing. But where did you intend to go? My wings are swifter than any horse, yes?”
“I-I mean, since we’re already here, I was just thinking we might visit one of the Holy Beasts or something.”
“Heh heh heh. I see, I see.”
Laira nods. Beside her, Naea offers a polite smile.
“Um, Lady Laira… I’ve had a question brewing for a while now. Things like ‘wings’ and ‘flying’—those aren’t about Miss Maia’s story, are they…?”
“Very well. Though my share may diminish slightly, it’s nice to indulge in something flashy once in a while. Mount up, my beloved master.”
Laira suddenly strips off her clothes.
Naea gasps in shock. The others, however, seem accustomed to it and show no reaction.
Then comes an illusionary shockwave that resonates only in the mind.
Thump. A massive black dragon suddenly appears at the edge of the Crimson Clan’s domain.
“E-Eh?!”
Naea stumbles, dropping her hat.
…Right, Naea doesn’t even know Laira is a dragon, does she?
“Mount up. …Well, I’ll let this slide for today. But don’t try to outmaneuver me, Irina. …I was genuinely worried.”
“If I can spend my rare vacation with my beloved master… then, naturally, I shall make sure everything balances out♪”
“A-Ah, um… Drago… also, it’s a black one, right? Isn’t that supposed to be a Fire Dragon…?!”
“Enough chatter. Shall we not mount up? I’ll carry you and fly.”
“H-Whoa?! A-ah, y-yes, yes, I’ll ride!”
Lord Smaysion and Irina are lifted onto Laira’s hands and carried across her back.
…Sigh. Even though I initially wondered how a carefree vacation just the two of us with Irina would go, seeing it now makes me feel a bit regretful.
But…
“Well, if the Crimson Clan’s specialty is the Holy Beast Labyrinth… then Lord Smaysion’s ‘specialty’ must be this lively atmosphere.”
“What kind of way to put it?”
“I don’t dislike it♪”
I place my hand on Laira’s spines, while Irina clings to me as if embracing.
“Let’s go!”
Black wings strike the sky.
(TBC)