Gash Zabel is a tailless lizardman who travels with the water spirit.
“It’s over… the Spirit Festival’s done for…”
In the Helicon inn as dawn broke, Gash muttered while letting the dry northern wind drift in through the window. Below, the town was bustling with commoners cleaning up after the festivities. Celesta’s most energetic creatures were always merchants—no one needed to nudge them; already eager to squander their fortunes at the next festival, they’d be hustling from this very moment. Watching human lizards, tailless lizardmen, and fox-beast merchants briskly pass through the town gates with camels and desert lizards in tow, Gash remained frozen for a good while. He wanted to strike up a new topic with the girl behind him but couldn’t bring himself to start it. Hesitated. Five minutes went by. Back when he’d served in Celesta’s army, Gash—whose sole claim to fame had been his rash valor—had shaken out that courage to speak mere words on more than one occasion. “Fine,” he’d said anyway, raising his voice as light as usual.
“What’re we gonna do from here, Heeri?”
The water spirit, Heeri Water, had wished for nothing more than “to see the Spirit Festival.” Despite being a spirit herself, she couldn’t freely attend a festival dedicated to spirits—a grievance that needed resolving. That very task had become Gash’s mission after his tail was severed, his pride as a warrior shattered, and his purpose in life lost. Now that it’s done… what happens next? Heeri won’t simply return to merge with the water currents of this region and drift away somewhere else, will she? Even though they loved each other deeply, Gash couldn’t shake that nagging fear.
“You’ve got time till checkout… might as well sleep a bit longer…”
The one-time-in-a-lifetime pluck he’d summoned was easily brushed aside. He turned; Heeri was squirming inside the blankets like an earthworm.
“Damn it, you’re supposed to be a spirit—what kind of deadbeat sleeper are you, huh!”
“Gash wouldn’t let me sleep past dawn… right? Fine then, yesterday was already that sort of day… come over here and join me, Gash. You know what? You’re an ectotherm but why’re you getting up so early anyway…”
“Don’t call me an ectotherm—I’m just running a tad low on blood pressure!”
Even as he grumbled, Gash sank slowly back into the bed. Wrapped within the blankets, Heeri—still naked from their intense lovemaking the night before—slipped carelessly into his arms, half-drowsy and utterly unbothered.
“Yuuunf…”
“That’s not what I meant… Didn’t you say you wanted to see the Spirit Festival when we first met?”
”…Is that right?”
“It was just four or five months ago, wasn’t it!?”
“Maybe… nah, I mean, all that hot-and-heavy stuff Gash and I’ve been up to since then has gotten kinda intense…”
“Look. We’ve accomplished our goal now, but what’re we gonna do about it?”
”…What should we do then… hmm… maybe we should go stay somewhere warm till the next Spirit Festival?”
“Do you still want to see the festival?”
“It was fun, wasn’t it?”
Pressing her soft cheek against his chest with a half-asleep demeanor, Heeri murmured.
”…Well, whatever.” Gash sighed in relief as he hugged her small head closer. Heeri seemed set on staying with him, having no intention whatsoever of returning to nature. A fool’s paradise; he felt cheated and heart-throbbing.
Into that late morning of the two of them waltzed a dark elf, brimming with high energy.
“Hey, both of you—dawn’s broken!”
“Knock on the door and come in, dummy! Don’t phase through walls!”
“Hmm, you’re in a fine mood this morning.”
“Get your ass up and pay the bill, you cheap bastards!”
The Light Spirit named Bright Light.
…a beautiful androgynous dark elf to judge by appearance.
If I’m going to be honest about how a Light Spirit should look, I’d insist she’s a bit whiter or something… but that might make Heri turn into a Mamian, so I’ll hold my tongue. Telling someone like her not to stand around with lizardfolk who don’t even have legs is a very specific racial grievance.
“Hey, we paid off yesterday’s debt already! Hurry up and check out!”
“Haha, you really are harsh on me now. But I suppose I can go along with it.”
“That’s because you keep sneaking in whenever the two of us are enjoying each other alone!”
“In my opinion, you two seem to be enjoying your private time constantly?”
Gash and Heri got flustered. Sure, they weren’t fucking from morning till night, but when they were just the two of them, their conversation would get sticky enough to make you believe it was honey.
Fully awake now, the pair began to stir.
“Well then? We’re gonna cover the room costs, so go on and leave.”
“No, no way. I held back yesterday because I couldn’t intrude on your lovers’ night as a spirit.”
Bright grinned.
“I feel like I was plenty of an annoyance anyway.”
“There’s something I’d like you to do, Gash Zapper.”
”…What?”
A debt of gratitude owed, after all. He can’t call her stupid outright, so while sliding his arms into his coat sleeves, he turned his face reluctantly toward her.
“Let’s have sex.”
”…Huh?!”
Both Heri and he let out a startled cry simultaneously.
“No, I’ve been asked by Heri too yesterday, and you know what, maybe it’d be better to try doing it ourselves rather than just watching someone else do it?”
“D-Did I just… ask Gash?! Catch an elf from around here or something!!”
Heri, still half-naked, clung desperately to Gash as she showed her teeth.
Bright didn’t even bother reacting.
“Wouldn’t you know, that’s up to Gash. I’m not asking you to be my husband. I’m just trying to fulfill a favor owed me by letting her wish come true for once.”
“Screw that. You can’t feel satisfied after just one time, Gash doesn’t have it in him!”
“Hey Heri, she’ll get hurt.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Hahaha, well then, maybe two or three times?”
”…Well… five seems right enough so I can actually think you’re evaluating me properly this time.”
“You’re just making up numbers, stupid spirit.”
He lightly bonked the top of Heri’s head.
“But if everyone thinks Gash is just bad with women because he’s a Nene Spirit, that would be terrible!”
“I appreciate your concern, but I guess you just want to see what happens in that shady woman’s mind after all.”
“You two are quite amusing.”
In the end…
Even after checking out of the inn, Bright followed along.
“If we’re heading south from here, it would be either the Rapall Islands or Sheil Island… We could also take a ship to enter the Goet Kingdom and head straight for the Southern Plains.”
“Has Gash ever been abroad?”
“Never in a million years. I’ve been patrolling the inland routes this whole time.”
They left the town of Helicon.
To the east lay the Elf Forest Lands, but he knew well enough that it wasn’t a place where any military official—or anyone whose background seemed dubious like Heery—would be casually granted passage through by mere army personnel. The only way to traverse the kingdom on foot and head south was via the Forest Land route, though in every sense of the word, those woods were tedious, earning them nothing but avoidance from travelers.
“Then you’re headed for Queeca?”
”…Bright, how far are you going to follow me?”
“I’m sticking around until I’ve had my fill of sex with Gassh.”
“So it’s not with Gassh then!”
“Well, didn’t we agree he’d let her off the hook for five times?”
”…Huh. Was that what was said?”
“Don’t get duped. Or rather, don’t let him trap you, Heery.”
As they walked along the road, Gassh grew increasingly uneasy, wondering just when these two would reach some strange accord.
“By the way, there’s no one I can get hard for besides lizard women other than you, Heery.”
“Oh?”
”…Gassh ♪”
“Hmm. So, how about this then?”
Taking advantage of the fact that no figures could be seen far down the road, Bright unbuttoned his clothes and bared himself.
His magnificent breasts appeared in the corner of Gassh’s wide-field vision, yet Gassh slowly shook his head.
“Not even a twitch.”
”…Ugh, this is tough. How can I make it five times with Gassh?”
“Just zip up your shirt already!”
Heery grabbed Bright’s clothing and pulled it shut.
“Because it’s impossible. I’m genuinely curious too—I’ve never felt that kind of lust toward a human-type woman.”
“And yet you seem to feel it for Heery every night without fail.”
“How do you know?”
“Is it really happening every night? You’re young, aren’t you.”
Getting caught on his girth ring, Gassh flicked his tongue side-to-side.
Night fell.
Foot travelers made camp.
While a carriage would surely take them directly to the roadside inn, Gassh, wanting to save coin for future anticipated travel expenses, opted for camping instead.
Along the road, it wasn’t an unusual sight. Moreover, this area had undergone anti-bandit raids six months prior, meaning any bandits present would likely be nothing more than amateurs.
Even a handful of malnourished men wielding blades posed no threat to a warrior like Gassh; turning the tide against them would be child’s play.
Furthermore, Heery might even surpass Gassh in strength should things go wrong. Water elementals capable of spontaneously generating water and freely manipulating it as weapons—without any special gestures or spellcasting—fell outside the current bounds of magical convention.
“It doesn’t bother me much wandering around this vicinity. It’s only been February, so it’ll warm up soon.”
“In that case, let’s go further away. With Gassh by my side, I’d have fun going anywhere.”
“…that guy.”
Before long, he found himself chatting animatedly with Heery in front of the bonfire.
“Where on earth did Bright go?”
“She has belongings… so, probably picking flowers or something similar.”
“Won’t you let me help carry some now?”
“Help carry?”
“Give me Gash’s manhood, I’ll go right to it. We can probably get an ejaculation in a hurry, maybe.”
“You’re changing your words, you know that! So-re!”
Gash whistles his approval despite the comment, seizing the unexpected opportunity.
Sex with Heeri has already become a nightly habit for Gash; he wants to make time whenever there’s even a sliver of chance.
Glancing around, he swiftly overpowers Heeri and pins her down.
“Since we’re in a rush, I’ll just shove my load all at once, alright?”
“You’ve been ready this whole time!”
“I know exactly when Gash starts getting horny, you see~♪”
The lizard’s lips devour the spirit’s lips.
Amidst the frenzy, he quickly pulls down her underwear and shoves one hemi-penis inside Heeri in a flash of desperation.
Familiar, yet endlessly addictive pleasure wraps around him.
“Gahhh…”
“Mmm… Gash, you could put both in at the same time, not just that part, shove them into your ass along with it.”
“If I shove them in there, cleanup would be a nightmare…”
“This is between us, but once we start, even if Bright tries to interfere, we can just keep going~♪”
“This freak spirit has balls of steel…!”
From the very beginning, he reciprocates inside Heri without holding back, an eager play where neither cares about anything but ejaculation.
There’s something thrilling about this approach too.
Heeri, straddling the lizard man, runs her hands around his torso and showers that rough lizard face with kisses while continuing to thrust deep inside her vagina.
And then—
“Hello, I see you’ve started after all.”
As expected, Bright appears at just the right moment.
“W-well, maybe I wanted to say something, but let me hold off till later.”
Gash presses down hard on Heeri as if not letting her escape, lifting his hips while gazing up at Bright.
Bright is completely naked; he seems to have been splashing in the river nearby.
Water droplets gliding over a woman’s curved, female nude body reflect the moonlight and bonfire, shimmering like gold and silver.
“Well, I didn’t really want to say anything. Mind if I get in on this?”
“Oh! Y-you still haven’t finished!”
“I mean, actually, that’s all I could think of. If she only gets horny for Heeri, then I can only tag along with her company, right?”
“Eh… eee…”
While accepting Gash’s arousal below, Heeri grumbles discontentedly.
“If we keep going like this, aren’t you just wasting your time by ejaculating uselessly on the ground from one side?”
“Well, that’s technically true…”
“Then excuse me.”
Pffft, in the moonlight, Bright vanishes.
The very next instant, he slides into a position where his full, voluptuous naked body interlocks with Heeri and Gash, facing each other beneath them.
“I detest how you take advantage of these constant surprise moves!”
“Please, calm down. It’d be a bother for Heeri to withdraw just for me to change positions too, wouldn’t it?”
Amidst his mischievous chuckles, the androgynous beauty’s smile seems oddly childish; Gash feels more startled by her presence than her naked body itself.
Noticing this sensitivity, Heeri prickles Gash’s soft side while he does it.
“Hey, since we’re here! Don’t get too carried away, Bright. She’s not exactly…” “At least call her my girlfriend!” “You think I’m some ordinary girlfriend? I was going to say fiancée.” “Fiancée is hardly enough. She’s the woman of my destiny.” “Then she’s the man of my destiny! Got it, Bright!” ”…Oh, oh. Just as an afterthought.” The two spirits pressed their genitals together tightly, each one coveting the other’s phallic protrusion. Gash sighed but went to work on both protrusions with renewed vigor.
(To be continued)