Celesta Trading Company's northernmost city, Basson, is located near the Trot Kingdom.
Currently, it lies far from the frontline against the western Affilm Empire and has only a single hundred-man crossbow unit stationed in its modest trading company garrison. This unit specializes exclusively in large-scale combat support and is deployed rather carelessly.
The Northern Army Corps has no ties with either the eastern or western frontlines nor with the elite troops of the south; to be honest, it's not expected to perform well in times of crisis. This may also have something to do with its heavy losses during the Trot War.
Furthermore, since most of the old Trot Kingdom army was reassigned to form the Trot Army Corps on the northern front, emergencies are unlikely to arise here. As a result, many reserve units and experimental battalions that are merely upper management's hobbies are stationed here. They spend their days researching new tactics or training aimlessly.
While it is well known that the crossbow unit made great contributions during the Trot War, they are still treated as an experimental battalion, which makes life rather difficult for them. When told to stay and train casually, no one knows what exactly to do.
Ordinary infantry or cavalry units can train intensely in their own way, improving their skills and demonstrating their potential for ace knight exams with enthusiasm, but the crossbow unit's training is quite limited due to its simplicity and reliance on magical support. Only when a single-minded leader manipulates them effectively can they achieve maximum efficiency.

So, during his unexpected long holiday, Arnie Boyd (an Ogre male, 18 years old), who couldn't return home and was staying in the barracks, would run back and forth along the hour-long route to Basson's city center after completing some basic shooting practice in the morning. He enjoyed brief meetings with his girlfriend Sylvia (a human female, 19 years old) in town under the guise of training.
There wasn't a squad leader tightening everyone up or anything; he could visit her every day without any issues. But Earnie felt guilty about hanging around while she worked at a fried food stall from afternoon till evening, so he decided to train hard instead.

"Earnie-kun, you're doing great."

“Ah, h-hello. Thanks a lot, Sylvia-san.”

Ernie ran toward the carriage tracks, drenched in sweat, and was greeted with a smile by Sylvia on the outskirts of town.

Beside her were buckets of water and several roasted birds, which she had prepared since morning anticipating his arrival.

“Sylvia-san… I’m happy you made me roasted birds, but isn’t it expensive to prepare them every day?”

“It’s fine, Ernie-kun. Didn’t you catch a wild boar for me the other day? This is nothing compared to that.”

As part of the mandatory hunting skills in the Ogre colony, Sylvia occasionally hunted pigs and deer when she saw them, bringing them back to her family home. Her mother was delighted, but her father had a stern look on his face.

Ernie felt a little disliked, but it wasn’t normal for any human father to be happy with his daughter being infatuated by an Ogre who stood 277 centimeters tall.

But Sylvia was completely serious about loving Ernie.

“Hehe. I tried changing the herbs and sauces today.”

“Then, let me try them.”

Ernie chomps into the roasted bird with his ogre-like big mouth.

“Delicious.”

“Which one do you like better, yesterday’s or today’s?”

“They’re both hard to give up.”

“No way. You have to choose.”

Sylvia leans close to Ernie and pokes at his large face while demanding an answer.

Ernie looks troubled as he takes a sip from the bucket of water. To humans it might be a bucket, but on ogre scale, it’s more like a big mug.

“Well, I guess today’s then.”

“Okay. Yeah. So I’ll work hard tomorrow too.”

“I will. Looking forward to it.”

After delivering lunch to Ernie, Sylvia went to work at the fried food shop. During this time, Ernie ran back and forth between the barracks and town, occasionally hunting wild animals as he waited for her to finish work before heading home on a short date with her.

Usually.

“…So, Ernie-kun.”

“Fai?”

Ernie was chewing on his third roasted bird and was slightly puzzled by Sylvia’s absence from town. He jumped when she suddenly hopped onto his lap smiling.

“I actually have the day off today—”

“…Really?”

“Yeah. So let’s go on a date this afternoon♪”

“…………”

Ernie was overjoyed. However, it was hard for humans to read the Org's expression of joy.

“O-or… do you have work to do?”

“No, not at all… uh-oh.”

A date.

Not just a casual chat like usual, but an extravagant one that would take half a day.

Ernie wondered if he should hurry back to Kelly and get his jacket. Humans didn’t seem to like the smell of sweat (Orgs, including females, hardly cared), so maybe he could find some water and wash it off somewhere nearby.

“Then… I need to freshen up for our date.”

“But then we won't have as much time for the date!”

“I’ll do it super fast… at least get rid of the sweat smell.”

“I like you even if you're sweaty.”

「…………uhh」

Is it okay to be this clingy? She’s probably just trying to hold back, isn’t she?

While worrying about such things, Sylvia tugs on Ernie’s sleeve with a pleading look. Unable to resist her puppy eyes, Ernie follows along.

“…W-Where are we going?”

“Yay! Let’s go hiking!”

“Hiking? Sure.”

Ernie had been worried that his body odor might offend other humans and indirectly embarrass Sylvia, but he feels relieved now. He’s the kind of person who worries too much once he starts thinking about something.

But it’s this very sensitive side of him that makes him an irresistible charm point for Sylvia.

Sylvia loves when Ernie carries her on his shoulders.
Though technically she sits on one shoulder rather than straddling his neck, since his neck is a bit thick for a girl to sit across.

"Wow, you're tall, Ernie."

"Well, I'm an Ogre."

"You must tower over humans, right? They probably can't even see us."

"...To be honest, sometimes kids mistake me for something else and kick me by accident."

If a human kid got caught up in an Ogre's stride, they'd end up hurt. Though it hasn't happened to him, there are times when Ogre soldiers accidentally kick Dwarves in the barracks and start fights.

"I'm really small... To you, I must look like a cat or something."

"N-no, that's not what I meant... Sylvia-san is more beautiful than that..."

"Hey, this isn't the forest anymore. Don't be so shy!"

"S-sorry, sorry."

"...But it makes me happy."

Orgs and humans, different in size but equally red-faced.

The two of them couldn’t look each other in the eye as they stood shyly together in the afternoon forest, unwilling to part ways.

They were desperate for something to talk about before the moment passed.

Just as Arnie was about to speak, Sylvia beat him to it.

“…Hey, Ernie-kun.”

“A-Ah, yes?”

“What size do Org children grow up to be? Could I have one too?”

“Ah, w-well… babies are pretty much the same for both humans and Orgs so you should be fine… oh no…”

“Oh. I was a little worried about that.”

“Aww… my… and Sylvia-san’s… baby…”

Arnie Boyd. His brain is boiling.

Though he lost his virginity to Sylvia, he’s always so hesitant that they’ve never had sex since then.

But now that he knows how good it feels, just thinking about it makes him hard. Youthful vigor.

“…Ernie-kun.”

“Y-Yes?”

“…We’re in the woods. No one can see us.”

“R-Right…”

“…C-Come on… you’re a boy, aren’t you?”

“…Y-Yes, I’m a boy…”

Sylvia wrapped her arms around Ernie’s head and held back her embarrassment.

This was Sylvia's best effort at an invitation.

Sylvia wasn't exactly a spring chicken, and she didn’t have any hang-ups about sex. In fact, every time they met, she wanted to be with Ernie.

But it was embarrassing to say it out loud. She couldn’t force him if he wasn’t interested. So she had been waiting for him to make the first move.

“Um… Miss Sylvia? Uh, well… I don't know if I should ask this… but… do you want to… um… have sex?”

“…Idiot.”

“I-I guess not, huh? Haha…”

“No, that's not it… I've been waiting for so long…”

“Um... E-Excuse me…”

“You're so dense!”

Sylvia grabbed Ernie’s neck and swung herself down in front of him.

And then she planted a kiss and, under the dappled sunlight, Sylvia slowly began to take off her jacket.

“Ah, Arnie-kun, you have to too! Don’t make me feel embarrassed all by myself!”

“Uh…uh-huh!”

Arnie hurriedly started taking his clothes off as well.

And then, in the forest, they stood naked facing each other.

“Well...you’re beautiful.”

“...Thanks. You look great too, Arnie-kun.”

Sylvia made a dreamy face at the sight of Arnie’s, for an Orc, rather small but still erect member that was yearning upwards toward her.

“…Arnie-kun. Do it like you did before.”

“Catch me with those big hands and slam your cock into me hard… And then cum inside me…”

Sylvia, naked as the day she was born, spreads her arms out like a child asking for a hug. Arnie takes her in his arms carefully, enjoying her breasts by lightly pinching them with his thumbs while tilting her up on her back before him.

“Y-Your boobs… They’re so perverted…”

“I-I’m sorry.”

“…Arnie-kun, I’ve told you many times already: being lovers means we can be as sexual as we want to be?”

“…Yes.”

“So there’s no need to apologize. …I welcome it when Arnie-kun makes me feel sexy. Do you think I’ll hate you if you do something perverted to me?”

“…A little bit.”

“I won’t hate you, I promise. …If I catch you stripping and fucking me in public though, I might get a little upset, but just a little.”

“I won’t do that!”

“Okay. Then you’ll never dislike me. So, if no one’s watching, feel free to do all sorts of naughty things.”

“…D-Do I really get to?”

“Yes. You can lick my boobs while we’re hidden in the grass. You can make me suck your dick in the bushes too, and I’d be happy if you kept groping my ass. And now that I’ve brought us into this forest, you can fuck me right here. Or even spend all day fucking me inside the inn. And if I get pregnant with your baby… will you marry me?”

“E-Even if we don’t end up having a baby… If it’s okay for me to be your husband, please do marry me!”

“Yes♪ …Since you’ll become my future wife, feel free to do all sorts of naughty things. So go ahead and get excited♪”

“Y-Yes!”

With that, he plunged his cock into Sylvia in a fit of emotion.

“Haaaah♪”

Sylvia let out a thin throaty moan in pleasure.

“Ah, Ernie-kun… you’re in again…”

“Miss Sylvia… it feels amazing…”

He slowly pushed all the way inside and then pulled out slowly.

Regulating his rational restraint and primal urge, he gradually increased his speed.

“Ernie-kun… I love you so much… It’s incredibly wonderful to be with Ernie-kun like this…”

“I-I do too… Miss Sylvia, I really love you! Even though I’m not very smart, I truly, truly love you!! If possible, I’d want it to stay like this forever!”

“…H-Huh? Y-You too…?”

Shaken back and forth on her back, Sylvia smiled blissfully.

“I do too… I’ve always wanted Ernie-kun’s cock… I want him to keep doing this to me for a long time…”

In the middle of a forest at noon, an ogre is being begged by his nude, beautiful lover from another race.

Is there anyone else as fortunate as him?

“…Ku, aaaah!!”

As soon as Arnie saw Sylvia’s clear and lewd expression of sheer bliss, he clenched his teeth to endure the pleasure overwhelming him. In a moment, his restraint shattered, and he slammed his head into Sylvia’s scrotum and ejaculated.

“Nhaa, ah, aaaaaaaah♪”

“Sylvia-san!!”

He poured in a large amount of semen.

For a while, Sylvia had been shaking with each pulse, but as soon as Arnie finished cumming, she lost all her strength and collapsed.

“Si, Sylvia…-san”

“Y-Yeah… lying on your back is a bit hard on my neck…”

She didn’t seem to have passed out, which made Ernie relax. He was about to pull away from her waist when Sylvia protested.

“N-No! Don’t stop yet!”

“But…” he said hesitantly.

“If you let me lie face down this time… it’ll be okay… right? You still want to do more, don’t you?”

“…Do you really want to continue like this?”

“Y-Yeah… I told you that I wanted to keep doing this forever…”

Sylvia lifted her heavy head and smiled at Ernie.

“One time isn’t forever though…” she said with a sigh.

“Miss Sylvia…”

“…Let’s do it♪ We’re lovers who can’t get enough of each other, after all♪”

“Yes.”

Their intimate conversation continued until dusk.

By the way, there were quite a few ogres being ravished by their non-human lovers in broad daylight.

“Kate, Linnie… hey, how many hours a day do you guys actually wear clothes?”

“Hmm, I don’t know…♪”

“You needn’t be so reserved with your new wife. I’m ready to burn my undergarments at any time to receive Kelly’s love.”

“No, calm down. If you do that, there won’t be any small-sized clothes for replacement in the ogre colony, and if you walk around like that, people will think I’m a pervert and ostracize me socially.”

“We could always change our location.”

“Yeah, let’s go, let’s go.”

"Goddamn you perverted wolves! Absolutely no roasting me, got it? If Mother looks at me with those cold eyes one more time, I’ll start crying!"

This is a bit of an exception. The last part refers to the Isaac episode in the side story 2. At that time, both stories were running simultaneously.

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.

Basson, a provincial city near the Trott Kingdom, lies at the northern edge of the Celesta Merchant Confederacy.
Far removed from the western border with the Affilm Empire, the front line of national defense, the local garrison consists of only a single hundred-man company, and even then, it’s just a crossbow unit specializing in large-scale combat support stationed there without much fanfare.
The Northern Division has no ties to either the eastern or western fronts, nor to the south’s elite military breeding grounds. Frankly, its combat effectiveness isn’t highly regarded. It also suffered particularly heavy losses during the Trott War.
Furthermore, the Trott Legion, largely composed of troops transferred from the former Trott Kingdom army, is currently stationed on the northern front—the very border it should be defending—making it less likely for any truly urgent situations to arise there.
So, while it might sound impressive to call it a "precious asset," the upper brass has designated it as a reserve force, a hobby unit, or an experimental division. As a result, it spends its days researching new tactics and engaging in hornless training.
The crossbow unit is well-known for its significant contributions during the Trott War, but it’s treated as just another experimental group. And experimental units that’ve been disbanded and had their leaders replaced are… difficult to deal with, shall we say. They lack a sense of belonging. Even if someone says, "Just train however you want," they have no idea what to do.
A regular infantry or cavalry unit could engage in intense training to improve their skills and demonstrate their potential for the Ace Knight exam—motivated actions they could take. But crossbows are incredibly easy to handle, and even with magical support, there’s only so much one can do to improve. For better or worse, this unit only achieves its maximum effectiveness when a domineering leader wields it at will.

So, with an unexpected long vacation and no way to return home, Arnie Boyd (an eighteen-year-old Orc male) spends his mornings doing decent crossbow practice before running the hour-long route between the barracks and Basson city several times as a substitute for field training. He then enjoys brief rendezvous with his beautiful girlfriend (a nineteen-year-old human female) in town, framing it as "part of his training."
There’s no squad leader keeping him on his toes, and there’s nothing wrong with visiting her every day, but Arnie worries that constantly hanging around while she works at the fried food stall from noon to evening might be a bit much. That’s why he ends up working out like crazy—because that’s just how Arnie is.

"Arnie, you look tired."

"Ah, yeah… hi, Sylvia."

Sweat dripping from every pore, Arnie runs along the wagon trail as Sylvia greets him with a smile on the outskirts of town.

Beside her are a water bucket and several whole roasted birds—preparations she’d made since morning, anticipating his arrival.

"Sylvia… the roasted birds are great and all, but isn’t it kinda expensive to prepare them every day?"

"It’s fine, Arnie. You caught that wild boar for me the other day, remember? This is way cheaper than that."

Hunting was a required skill in Orc colonies, so he occasionally hunted boars or deer and brought them to Sylvia’s family home. Her mother was thrilled, but her father wore a difficult expression.

"Guess I’m kinda hated," Arnie thought dejectedly. But honestly, how many human fathers would be happy about their daughter being head-over-heels for an Orc who’s 8 feet tall?

But Sylvia is completely and seriously in love with Arnie.

"Hehe. I tried some new herbs and sauce today."

"Then… I’ll take it."

Arnie devours the roasted bird with his characteristic Orc-sized mouth.

"This is good."

"Which one do you like better, this or yesterday’s?"

"It’s hard to choose either."

"Nope, you have to pick one."

Sylvia leans close to Arnie, poking at his large face with her finger as she demands an answer.

Arnie makes a troubled face and takes a sip from the water bucket. To humans, it’s just a bucket, but to an Orc, it’s more like a slightly oversized mug.

"Then I’ll take today’s."

"I see. Okay. Well, I’ll do my best tomorrow too."

"Yeah. I’m looking forward to it."

After delivering lunch to Arnie, Sylvia heads to work at the fried food stall.

Arnie spends the time running back and forth between the barracks and town, occasionally hunting wild animals while waiting for Sylvia’s shift to end. Then, they have a short date on the way home.

At least, that’s how it usually is.

"…So, Arnie,"

"Huh?"

Arnie was halfway through his third roasted bird when he started to wonder why Sylvia hadn’t returned to town. Then, Sylvia plopped down on his lap with a smile, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Actually, I’m off work today—"

"...Really?"

"Yeah! So, wanna go on a date this afternoon?"

"............"

Arnie was super touched. But an ogre’s expression of being touched is hard for humans to read.

"W-Well… do you have any work, Arnie-kun?"

"N-No, not really… ughhh!"

A date. Not just a casual little chat like usual, but a fancy half-day date.

Should I rush back and grab that jacket Kelly gave me? And humans hate sweat smells, right? (Ogres barely notice it, even the women) I gotta wash this off somewhere before Sylvia gets embarrassed.

Arnie’s eyes swirled as he thought.

"U-Unless we’re dating, I should probably freshen up a bit—"

"Ehhh, that’ll cut into our date time."

"S-Super fast… at least get the sweat smell off."

"I like you sweaty, Arnie-kun?"

"............Ugh."

Is it okay to be this clingy? Is she just pretending not to care?

Unable to resist Sylvia’s puppy-dog eyes as she tugged on his short sleeves, Arnie was swept away.

"...W-Where are we going?"

"Yay! Let’s go hiking!"

"Hiking, huh? Sounds good."

Arnie was relieved. If they went to the arena, other humans might make faces at his sweat smell, indirectly embarrassing Sylvia. Once he started worrying, Arnie couldn’t stop overthinking—despite his intimidating build, he was a total worrier.

And that delicate side of him was Sylvia’s irresistible charm.

Sylvia loved piggyback rides on Arnie.

Though "piggyback" meant she had to straddle one of his broad shoulders since his neck was too thick for her to wrap her arms around.

"You’re so tall, Arnie-kun."

"Well, I am an ogre."

"At this height, do humans even notice you? You must think we’re tiny—"

"...To be honest, sometimes I almost kick kids by accident."

An ogre’s stride could crush a human child. He’d never done it, but in the barracks, ogre soldiers occasionally kicked dwarves by mistake and started fights.

"...I’m so small… to you, I must seem like a cat or something."

"N-No, well… Sylvia-san, you’re way better than that… um…"

"M-Moan, Arnie-kun, don’t get all shy just because we’re in the woods!"

"Sorry, sorry!"

"...But I’m happy."

The ogre and the human, despite their vastly different sizes—one towering above, the other below—were both flushed the same bright red.

They stood there in the afternoon forest, both avoiding each other’s gaze with embarrassed glances, yet neither willing to break the connection.

Time was running out, and they frantically tried to think of something to say. Just as he opened his mouth, Sylvia took the initiative a moment too soon.

“…Hey, Arnie.”

“Uh… y-yeah.”

“…I wonder how big ogre babies get? Could I even give birth to one?”

“A-a-well, um, babies are pretty much the same size for ogres and humans, so… yeah, I guess you could…” Ah!

“Oh. I was a little worried.”

“Ah-w-w-w… b-baby… Arnie and Sylvia’s baby…”

Arnie Boyd’s brain was boiling over.

He’d lost his virginity to Sylvia, but he was always this hesitant, so they’d never actually had sex.

Still, he knew the feeling of pleasure all too well. The moment he started thinking about it, his groin would react like a spring. Youthful hormones, that’s all.

“…Arnie.”

“Y-yeah?”

“…We’re in the middle of the forest. No one’s watching.”

“R-right.”

“…A-and you’re a guy, right?”

“…Y-yeah, I’m a guy.”

Sylvia hugged Arnie’s head, trying to suppress her embarrassment.

This was as forward as Sylvia could get.

She wasn’t exactly inexperienced either. She wasn’t afraid of sex. In fact, every time they met like this, she wanted Arnie to hold her.

But it was embarrassing to say it out loud. It wouldn’t be fair if she was the only one eager for it—if Arnie didn’t want it too. So she’d been waiting for him to say he wanted it.

“Um… Sylvia. Uh… I don’t know if this is okay to say, but… let’s… you know…”

“…Idiot.”

“D-don’t mean to be rude, but… probably not, huh? Haha…”

“Nope… I’ve been waiting forever.”

“Huh… uh…”

“You’re so dense!”

She used Arnie’s neck for leverage, swung herself down until she was hovering before him.

Then she kissed him once and slowly began to unbutton her jacket in the dappled sunlight.

“A-Arnie, take yours off too! Don’t make me be the only one embarrassed!”

“Y-yeah!”

Arnie hurriedly started to strip as well.

And then, in the middle of the forest, the two of them faced each other naked.

"Th-That's… beautiful," she said.

"…Thanks. And you're wonderful too, Arnie."

Sylvia gazed adoringly at Arnie’s member—small for an ogre, but still twitching with desire for her.

"…Arnie. Do it again, like before."

"Eh? Um—"

"Grab me with those big hands of yours and slam your dick inside me hard… make me come so much…"

Like a child begging its parent for a hug, the naked Sylvia spread her arms wide.

Arnie carefully took her in his embrace, lightly savoring her breasts with his thumbs as he tilted her face-up over his lap.

"Th-Those boobs… so naughty."

"S-Sorry."

"…Arnie. I’ve said it before, but lovers are allowed to be naughty, okay?"

"…Yes."

"So don’t apologize. …I want you to make me feel like this. Arnie, you think I’ll hate you if you do something naughty with me, right?"

"…Just a little."

"I won’t hate you. Not at all. …If you strip me in front of people or force yourself on me, then maybe I’d hate you a little."

"I won’t!"

"Good. Then I definitely won’t hate you. So, if you think no one’s watching, you can be as naughty as you want."

"…I-I can…?"

"Yeah. You can sneak into the bushes and lick my boobs. You can make me suck your dick in the thicket. Or just keep rubbing my butt—I’d love that too. You can drag me into the forest like this, put your dick inside me. You can even lock us in a guesthouse and fuck me all day. And if I get pregnant with an ogre baby… you’ll marry me, right?"

"Even if… it’s not possible… if you’re okay with me, please, marry me!"

"Yeah! …Since you’re going to be my future wife, you can do anything naughty with me. So get excited!"

"Y-Yes!"

With a thrust, he plunged into her in sheer ecstasy.

"Haaah!"

Sylvia arched her back, showing off her slender throat in pleasure.

"A-Arnie… you’re inside me again…♪"

"Sylvia… feels good…"

He slowly drove deep, then slowly pulled out.

Adjusting the brakes of reason and the accelerator of beastly instinct, he gradually increased his speed.

"Arnie… I love you so much…♪ Arnie, being made into a woman by you… it’s so wonderful…!!"

"M-Me too… I love you, Sylvia! I’m not very smart, so this is all I can say, but I really, truly love you!! If I could, I’d want to stay like this forever!"

"…Haaah… ah… ha… Arnie too…?"

Tossed face-up in his arms, Sylvia smiled with genuine bliss.

"I want… your dick all the time…♪ I want to be filled by you, over and over…!"

"!!"

In the middle of the forest, under the bright midday sun, an ogre was being thoroughly ravished by his beautiful, naked other-race lover. Was there any other lucky bastard like him?

"…Ah, ahhh!!"

The sight of Sylvia’s pure yet wanton, utterly blissful expression made Arnie lose control of the pleasure he’d been trying to endure. His restraint shattered in an instant, and he slammed his cock down onto Sylvia’s womb with all his might, coming hard.

"Ngh, ah, aaaaaah!"

"Sylvia-nn!"

He poured out a torrent of cum.

Sylvia, who had been trembling with each pulse, suddenly went limp as the orgasm subsided.

"S-Sylvia…"

"U-Um… being on my back is kinda hard on my neck…"

She didn’t seem to have lost consciousness, thankfully. Arnie started to pull away… but Sylvia recoiled.

"N-No, don’t pull out yet!"

"B-But—"

"...If you let me flip over, I can still take it… Arnie, you want to keep going, right?"

"...You want to keep doing this?"

"Yeah… because you said you wanted to do it forever, didn’t you? ♪"

Sylvia lifted her heavy head and smiled at him.

"One time doesn’t count as ‘forever,’ does it?"

"Sylvia…"

"...Let’s go♪ We’re lovers who can’t get enough of each other, after all♪"

"...Yes."

That day, their lovemaking didn’t stop until sunset.

By the way, there was actually another ogre getting thoroughly ravaged by his other-race lover from noon onward.

"K-Kate, Linne… hey, how many hours a day do you two even wear clothes lately?"

"Hmm, I dunno… ♪"

"A new bride doesn’t need to be so reserved. I’m prepared to burn and discard my underwear at any moment for Kelly’s love."

"Chill out. If you did that, there aren’t any spare small clothes in the Cow Ogre Colony. And if you went around dressed like that, everyone would think I was a pervert, and I’d be socially dead!"

"You could just move to another land."

"I’m gonna cum, cum on you—"

"Ugh, you freaky wolves! Burning them is absolutely forbidden! Mom’s already giving me the cold shoulder as it is—I’ll cry if she gets any colder!"

Note: This last part is from Episode 2 of the Isaac side story. Both episodes were being written simultaneously during the original serialization.

Basson, a provincial city located near the northern border of Celesta Merchant Nation and close to the Kingdom of Trot.
Far removed from the western frontier with the Afilum Empire, which currently serves as the nation's primary defensive line, Basson is lightly garrisoned: a single hundred-man unit, consisting entirely of crossbow squads specialized in large-scale combat support, stationed carelessly at the modest Merchant Nation military outpost nearby.

The Northern Legion has no ties to either the eastern or western frontlines, nor does it draw from the southern region known for producing elite troops. Frankly speaking, its actual combat effectiveness is not highly anticipated during wartime—a fact compounded by the heavy attrition suffered during the Trot War.

Furthermore, at present, the northern sector that should be under its protection is already overlaid by the Trot Legion, largely repurposed from the former Trot Kingdom's army, making urgent crises less likely to arise in this area.

Thus, while "treasured reserve force" sounds flattering, the unit is essentially composed of upper command's whimsical experimental divisions and training battalions labeled as "reserve forces," spending their days researching new tactics or engaging in hornless drills.

Though it is well-known that the crossbow squad achieved significant merit during the Trot War, it is treated merely as one of several experimental units. Being an experimental unit left idle with nothing to do creates a deeply uncomfortable atmosphere; even when told casually, "Just stay and train however you like," members are left unsure of what exactly they should be doing.

Regular infantry or cavalry units might push themselves to the limit through rigorous personal training, showcasing their growth as potential candidates for the Ace Knight examinations, but crossbows are inherently simple in operation, relying heavily on magical support. No matter how hard one tries to maximize their capabilities, there are clear limits. Moreover, these units only achieve peak effectiveness when wielded directly by a single charismatic leader who can manipulate them at will.

Consequently, during this unexpectedly granted long leave, Arnie Boyd—an 18-year-old male Ogre unable to return home—spent his days in the barracks. After completing a decent amount of archery practice each morning, he ran back and forth along the one-hour walking route to Basson City as a substitute for marching drills, using the opportunity to enjoy fleeting moments with his beautiful human girlfriend, Sylvia (19 years old), under the guise of "training."

Although no squad leader was present in the barracks urging him to train harder, and visiting her daily posed no issues whatsoever, Earnie felt uneasy about constantly loitering around while Sylvia worked at her fried food shop from noon until evening. So, he doubled down on his own training efforts.

"Good work, Earnie-kun."

"Oh, y-yes! Hello there, Sylvia-san!"

Sweat dripping down his body, Earnie ran along the ruts left by horse carriages. Sylvia greeted him with a bright smile in the grassy field just outside town.

Beside her stood a water bucket and several whole roasted birds—prepared since morning in anticipation of his arrival.

"Sylvia-san... I'm really happy about the roasted birds, but... isn't preparing them every day too much trouble?"

"It's fine, Earnie-kun. You caught that boar for me not long ago. Compared to that, this is practically nothing."

As a mandatory skill in Ogre colonies, Earnie occasionally spotted wild boars or deer and hunted them, bringing the meat back to Sylvia's family home. Her mother rejoiced greatly, while her father wore a stern expression.

Earnie felt slightly discouraged, thinking he might be unwelcome. Yet, it was natural for a human father to feel uneasy if his daughter, standing at an imposing 277 cm tall, had fallen deeply in love with such a massive Ogre.
But Sylvia genuinely loved Earnie with all her heart.

"Heheh. Today, I tried changing the herbs used for marinating and the sauce coating."

"Then... let's eat!"

Earnie took a hearty bite of the roasted bird with his characteristically large Ogre mouth.

"Mmm, delicious!"

"Which one do you prefer—the one from yesterday or today?"

"Both are equally hard to choose between..."

"Nope. You have to pick."

Sylvia pressed close against him, poking his broad face with her finger as she demanded an answer.

Earnie looked troubled and took a small sip from the water bucket. To humans, it would be a large barrel, but for an Ogre of his size, it was roughly equivalent to a slightly oversized mug.

"Then... today's one?"

"Got it. Yeah. I'll work hard tomorrow too."

"Yes. Looking forward to it!"

After delivering lunch to Earnie, Sylvia headed off to her fried food shop. Meanwhile, Earnie ran back and forth between the barracks and the city multiple times, occasionally hunting wild animals he encountered along the way, waiting for Sylvia to finish work before taking their short walk home—a daily date routine.
...Well, usually.

"...So, Earnie-kun?"

"Huh?"

Ernie, who was in the middle of devouring his third roasted bird, had begun to wonder why Silvia hadn't returned to town yet. But then she smiled and hopped up onto his lap with a soft byokon, making him jump.

"Actually, today's my day off~"

"...Really?"

"Yeah. So let's go on a date this afternoon♪"

"…………"

Ernie was absolutely thrilled. However, an ogre's expression of excitement is not easily conveyed to humans.

"So... or maybe... do you have work to do, Ernie-kun?"

"N-no, I don't think so... uh-oh!"

Date.

Not just a casual chat as usual, but a luxurious half-day outing.

Should I rush back to get the jacket Kelly gave me? Or since humans supposedly hate the smell of sweat (ogres, including females, barely care about it), maybe I should find some water nearby to wash off the perspiration? Ernie spun his eyes around in thought.

"Since we're going on a date, I guess I should... um... freshen up a bit."

"Eh? Then our date time will get cut short!"

"T-there's no time! At least let me get rid of the sweat smell or something!"

"I like you even if you're sweating, Ernie-kun?"

"…………Uuu..."

Should I act spoiled? Or is she just tolerating it?

While worrying about such things, Ernie couldn't resist Silvia's upward glance as she tugged at his short sleeve, and he simply went along with the flow.

"...W-where are we going?"

"Hehe♪ Let's go hiking!"

"Hiking, huh? Alright then."

Ernie had been worried that if they went to the arena, other humans might frown at his sweaty smell, indirectly embarrassing Silvia. But now he felt relieved. He was a timid person who, once he started worrying, tended to overthink everything.
That overly delicate side of his, which didn't match his massive frame, was actually Silvia's most irresistible charm.

Silvia loved being carried on Ernie's shoulders.

Even though it's called "shoulder ride," since a girl couldn't straddle him comfortably due to the thickness of his neck, she sat on just one side of his shoulder instead.

"It's high up, Ernie-kun."

"Of course, I'm an ogre."

"With how tall I am, humans must be tiny and hard to notice, right?"

"...To be honest, sometimes I almost kick kids by mistake."

If an ogre steps on a human child, it won't end well. He'd never actually done it, but in the barracks, ogre soldiers had accidentally kicked dwarves, leading to fights.

"...I'm really so small... To Ernie-kun, I must look like a cat or something."

"N-no, that's not it... Silvia-san is... more than that... wonderful... uh!"

"M-moments ago you were saying don't make me blush just because we're in the forest, Ernie-kun!"

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

"...But I'm happy."

The ogre and the human, one above, one below—though their scales differ, they both turn bright red in the same way.
Together, under the midday sun in the forest, they shyly avert their gazes yet refuse to let go of each other.

Unable to bear the silence, they desperately try to think of something to say, anything at all.

Just as he opens his mouth, Silvia beats him to it by a fraction of a second.

"…Well, Mr. Earnie…"

"Oh um… y-yes!"

"So… how big do ogre babies get? Could I possibly have one too?"

"Oh, w-well… uh, well, human and ogre infants are almost the same size, so it should be fine… b-but oh no—"

"I see. I was just a little worried."

"Oh no no no… m-me and… Silvia-san's… child…"

Arnie Boyd's brain boils over.
Though he'd already lost his virginity to Silvia, her usual reserved demeanor had kept them from ever crossing that line again.
Yet he knew exactly how good it felt; the moment he became aware of it, his groin began to throb with youthful vitality.

"…Mr. Earnie?"

"Yes!"

"This is in the forest. No one's around."

"I-I see…"

"So… so… we're having a boy, right?"

"Y-yes… it'll be a boy…"

Silvia cradles the back of Earnie's head, holding back her own embarrassment.
This is Silvia giving everything she can muster in an invitation.
Though she's well past her prime, she has no aversion to sex—in fact, every time they meet like this, she finds herself wanting Earnie in her arms.
But speaking it aloud feels too shameful. She doesn't want to be the only one eager; if Earnie isn't feeling it, there's no point. That's why she's waited so long for him to finally say what he wants.

"Well… Silvia-san. Um, a little… uh, I'm not sure if I should say this… but… let's… get it on."

"…Idiot…"

"D-Does that mean no? No, right? Ahaha…"

"No, it doesn't… I've been waiting for this forever."

"Haa… um, well…"

"You're dense!"

Using his neck as a handle, she swings down like a pendulum until her chest is before him.

She kisses him once, then slowly removes her jacket in the dappled sunlight.

"Oh! Earnie-kun, take yours off too! Don't make me feel shy all by myself!"

"U-uhh!"

Earnie hurriedly begins to undress as well.

And so, in the forest, they stand facing each other, naked.

"S-Such... beautiful."

"...Thank you. You're wonderful too, Ernie."

Silvia gazed dreamily at Ernie's small yet exquisite organ—unusually petite for an ogre—still straining upward with eager anticipation as he sought her out.

"...Ernie-kun. Do it again like before."

"Eh? E-er...?"

"Let me hold you in those big hands of yours, pound your little one hard against my crotch... and then make me cum lots...♪"

Like a child begging for a hug from their parent, fully naked Silvia spread her arms wide.

Ernie gently grasped her body, lightly caressing her breast with his thumb before tilting her backward onto his lap in front of him.

"H-Hey! Breasts... it's getting dirty..."

"I-I'm sorry!"

"...Ernie-kun. I keep saying this, but being lovers means we can be dirty together, right?"

"...Yes."

"That's why you don't need to apologize. ...I'd love nothing more than for Ernie-kun to feel dirty with me. You probably think if you get dirty with me, I'll dislike you, don't you?"

"...Just a little bit."

"I won't dislike you. Absolutely not. ...If people see us undressing or having sex in public, maybe I might get slightly annoyed... but only a tiny bit."

"No way!"

"Right? Then I'll never dislike you. So whenever you think no one's watching, go ahead and do all sorts of dirty things."

"...D-Do... I can?"

"Yes. You can hide in the grass and lick my breasts. You can let me lick your crotch while we're in the bushes. It'd make me happy if you kept massaging my butt like this. Bringing me into the forest and letting you put your crotch inside me is fine too. Even staying at an inn all day long, pounding away with your crotch... And if we end up having an ogre baby together... would you take me as your wife?"

"E-Even if we don't... If I'm okay with it, please marry me!"

"Yes♪ ...Since becoming my future bride means you can do any dirty thing you want, give it your all♪"

"H-Hai!!"

With a wet squelch, Ernie thrust his organ deep into Silvia in a moment of overwhelming emotion.

"Aaaah♪"

Silvia showed off her slender throat as she basked in pleasure.

"Ah, Ernie-kun... you're inside me again...♪"

"Miss Silvia... I'm so turned on..."

He slowly pushed all the way in, then gently withdrew.

Adjusting between the brakes of reason and the accelerator of beastly instinct, he gradually increased his pace.

"Ernie-kun... Ernie-kun, I love you so much...♪ Being touched by a man like you makes me incredibly happy...!!"

"I-I do too... I love you, Silvia! My brain's not good enough to say anything else, but I truly, truly love you!! If only we could stay like this forever!"

"...H-Haaah... Ah, haa... Ernie-kun loves me too...?"

While being rocked backward, Silvia smiled with genuine happiness.

"I want your crotch all the time...♪ I want to be filled by you endlessly, forever and ever...!!"

"Kkkk!"

In the heart of a forest at high noon, an ogre is being relentlessly demanded by a beautiful alien lover clad in nothing but grace.
Is there anyone else so utterly blessed?

"……K-k-aaahhh!!"

The moment he saw Silvia's pure yet lustful expression radiating deep happiness, Earnie gritted his teeth, struggling against the pleasure surging through him.
In an instant, his restraint shattered; he slammed his glans hard against Silvia's vulva and erupted.

"Nn-ha! Ah, aaaaahhh♪"

"Silvia-san!!"

He poured a torrent of semen into her.
For a while, Silvia shuddered violently in rhythm with the pulsations, but as the ejaculation ended, she slumped, losing all strength with a soft "kun."

"S-Silvia……-san…"

"U-un… lying on my back makes my neck tired…"

She hadn't lost consciousness; relieved, Earnie began to lift his hips away—only for Silvia to protest.

"N-no! Don't pull out yet!"

"But—"

"……K-k-next time, if you let me lie face-down, I can take it… Earnie-kun, you still want more, don't you…?"

"……Should we keep going like this?"

"Yes… because I said I wanted to do it all the time…♪"

She lifted her heavy-lidded gaze and smiled at Earnie.

"One session isn't 'all the time,' you know."

"Silvia-san…"

"……Let's do it♪ We're lovers who adore each other beyond measure, after all♪"

"……Yes!"

That day, their murmurs of affection never ceased until dusk.

By the way, ogres being relentlessly demanded by alien lovers from midday onward were actually quite common.

"K-Keito, Linne… hey, how many hours a day do you guys actually wear clothes these days?"

"Hmm… I don't know…♪"

"As a new wife, there's no need for modesty. I'm ready to burn and discard my underwear so I can always receive Kelly-san's love."

"No, calm down. If you try that, the bovine ogre colony won't have any spare small clothes. And if you walk around like that, everyone in the colony will think I'm a pervert, and I'll be socially ruined."

"If we change locations, it'll be fine."

"So… more dick, dick action!"

"Ah, damn it, those变态 wolves! Absolutely no burning allowed! If Mom sees me like this again, I'll cry!"

A few special cases.
The final part is from the Isaac arc in Side Story 2. During the original serialization, both arcs were running simultaneously.