On a peaceful green meadow, with the breeze fresh and cool, atop a grassy bed on a gentle hill.

I was in an utterly floaty mood, continuing to kiss Irina passionately while impaling Christie solely with my lower half.

"Hn, nng... Hah... My Lord Smaison..."

Despite pulling her back and forcing a kiss, she slowly eased up, sinking onto her knees as I did, eagerly latching on of her own accord.

"S-such... Irina...!?"

And though that look of pure female delight made me flinch in shock, Christie was thrashing in torment from the sheer rudeness of how little I'd even spit before thrusting inside.

"Haah..."

Tilting her head frequently this way and that, Irina busily responded to my sluggish tongue movements.

The warm sensation of the vagina enveloping my cock, the ticklish feel of the thin tongue rubbing against mine—both were incredibly pleasing.

"...I suppose saying I'm sorry wasn't the worst thing, Christie... L-look, as you can see, I've long forgiven Lord Smaison for his advances. Even if a child has taken root, nothing's amiss."

"E-e...!? N-no way... Ah, you're still... even with how small you are..."

"Nnngh... D-don't call me 'small'! I just stopped growing slightly early! If we live to 150, having a great-grandchild would be perfectly normal age-wise!"

"A, y-yep, but... Ahhhn!!"

Since Christie was making such a racket, I intensified the swaying of my hips just a touch and forcefully drove deeper into her womb.

Thrusting as deeply as possible, nearly poking the tip of my cock against her uterus, I shook my hips briskly while demanding more kisses from Irina with my thick lips.

Even as Irina struggled to say something to Christie, she prioritized the kiss, entwining tongues for a moment before challenging Christie again.

"So... n-no need for you to open your body up like that..."

"N-no, but a child still comes from your body... Ngh... Moreover, if even the clan leader defiles her own blood, what sort of consequences would ensue... Ngh, ahuf...!!"

"That applies to you too... Nnngh, tchu-ru... Nnngh"

"W-well, I'm merely a figurehead... Besides, I've had my share of experience..."

"Both of you shut up."

Ignoring their silence despite the intensifying torture, I drove even harder.

Specifically, I reached around and thrust my middle finger into both their anal openings.

"Haaah♪"

"Ah, nnnn...!?"

Once I had a hand deep inside Irina's panties, it was clear: this little girl was thoroughly soaked.

Despite the intrusion, Christie seemed far less focused and far less in the mood than Irina.

...Yeah.

Well, there was no need to hesitate. I'd just make myself comfortable, period.

"Irina"

"Phhh...!"

Gazing upon Irina, beginning to melt away from kisses and anal torment, I forcefully withdrew my cock from Christie's vagina.

"Aun...!?"

Then, without missing a beat, I cradled Irina in my arms, sliding down her panties as far as necessary.

"...S-Smaison-sama...♪"

"You seem far more depraved."

"...M-maybe indeed...♪"

Leaving Christie behind, I thrust straight into the cleft of her buttocks, impaling her.

"Fhaah...♪"

Cradling Irina, who was making strangely happy sounds, I hoisted myself up and began pounding her thoroughly while standing tall.

"Aa... aaaah..."
Christi watched that with wide, startled eyes.
Was she surprised by how easily this young-looking Irina allowed herself to be penetrated, or perhaps more so by the fact that Irina showed no discomfort, no displeasure—but instead wore an expression of pure joy, as if she'd been waiting for exactly this moment?
Well, it hardly mattered either way. It felt good.

"Irina... your cunt's truly randy and tight... damn good... ah..."

"S-s-so it's all because of y-you... b-because of you...♪"

"I kinda don't ever wanna get out of here now... I can understand the elves' feelings now..."

"Eh, but as for the elves, I'm pretty sure only you know what goes on in your hole...♪"

"...Yeah, that's right, wasn't it?"

It felt like my brain was all scrambled, kind of crossed-wiring. But hey, it felt good.
I held Irina fast in my arms, keeping her pinned as I rode her hard.
With the cool breeze and beautiful scenery surrounding us, bathed in warm sunlight, watched over by Christi's gaze—
I drove my glans deep into her vaginal opening and came inside her.

"Gah... haaaaaaah...♪"

Shrieking with pure ecstasy, Irina finally went limp.

After thoroughly coating that strange, suction-cup vagina of hers with my cum...

"Hold on a sec, Irina."

"......"

I sighed, watching her look a bit out of it.

"A-um... d-did you not get... satisfied?"

Christi asked while lightly clutching her bare chest.

I looked at Christi and gave a vague nod, my head feeling all fuzzy.

"If I didn't satisfy you, then let me..."

"...ah."

She lowered the arm that had been covering her breasts and offered a shy smile, one that held just a flicker of hope.

"You certainly seem randy yourself right now."

"I-I'm randy... well, it's not like that or anything..."

I launched into an assault on Christi, who was letting out a faint bitter laugh.

This time, she looked ready to give it her all from the start; her vagina, completely dry just moments before, was now slick with moisture.

"Um... please go easy on me... eh!?"

I grabbed Christi's waist just as she tried to speak, and in one swift motion thrust back into her.

The deepest part of her vagina, which had felt like a steep rocky cavern during penetration earlier, slid smoothly all the way in at once.

"G-g-getting... so d-deep..."

"It's all sticky with us two mixing our juices."

"Aaaah..."

Christi shuddered with pleasure as I took hold of her shoulder.

"...Show me your body a little more clearly."

An idea struck me, and I slowly began to pull at my clothes. Since they refused to come off, I just tore them off entirely and discarded them.
"A-uh...!?"

A fine body. I wouldn't go so far as to say Sharon-level, but every curve that should protrude does, and every part that ought to tighten is snug.
Her breasts are maternal and firm compared to Irina's, though of moderate size; bigger than Aurora, perhaps?
The sight of her whole, beautifully supple naked form, utterly defenseless under the sun, stirs a faint arousal within me.
"What a great body—I want to ravish it until you're dripping with sweat."
"Y-yah! N-n-no... haaah... ah, ahh...!!"
I begin to rock my hips back and forth.

………….

After a while, I suddenly start doubting what I'm doing.

The breeze is refreshing, the sunlight warm, and there's even the scent of flowers—so far, so good.

Before me lies Christi, fully naked after two forceful ejaculations, completely exhausted and being ravished as she pleads with nothing to spare. Her clothes are left scattered around her.

Then there's Irina, still lying on her side in mid-ravage, exposing half of her buttocks, abandoned where she fell.

And the lunch and tea left out unattended.

"……Eh?"

My blood runs cold.

Wait a minute... this is really messed up.

"Eeep! U-uh... oh god, what on earth am I doing...!?"

I hastily withdraw my penis from Christi's vagina. From her slit leaks a mixture of foamy semen and lust juices that drip lazily down.

"Smayson... san... ah, the effects of the tea are already kicking in... ♪"

She speaks with a vacant gaze.

"T-the effects of the tea...!?"

"You're well, just a victim... don't worry about it."

Sitting casually aside, Irina suddenly latches onto my throbbing manhood. Whether it's some effect of that mysterious tea or simply Irina's own trick, my erection soon reaches its peak almost instantly, shooting semen into her mouth.

"……Ngh... nggh... nngk..."

Irina tries desperately to swallow it all. Though she could've just spat it out.

"I sincerely apologize. There is a wild herb called Kanetsuki grass native to the northern forest that we used as a subtle flavoring for tea... however, it possesses hallucinogenic effects to which humans have little resistance. My apologies; I knew of its properties intellectually, but offering tea to humans from the Sakura Clan is hardly ever done, so I simply forgot to check..."

As her clothes are now practically rags, she apologizes with a sorrowful look while still naked.

"……N-no, no, I mean, it's more or less mutual... except that rape is clearly far worse anyway... and besides, Irina, couldn't you have just used something like 'Serpent's Gaze' to fix this?"

"......Hmm. You make a point... well, if I'd just continued fucking you for longer, it would've been simpler."

"Forget about it!?"

For now, I offer my fullest apologies to Christi.

"I truly am sorry. Saying 'please forgive me' feels inadequate, but please do forgive me—I'm willing to do anything to make it up, whether it's becoming a Polka or whatever else you need, seriously, really."

"Indeed, well... having sex isn't really all that important anyway. It's been a while for both of us, and I got a bit carried away in the moment. So let's just consider this part as agreed..."

"……Ah—er, um..."

Is that okay? Even if I've erased the charge of rape, stripping someone half-naked outdoors like that in front of clan representatives and indulging their desires quite openly is still pretty shady territory.

"Since Christi herself seems fine with it, let's just drop this matter."

"……Are you sure about that? Having someone strip you half-naked right off the bat feels like pretty serious non-consensual touching, doesn't it?"

"U-um... hmm... yes, it's a bit sad that your clothes ended up torn like that... but please be more careful next time, okay?"

Is that the extent of the problem?

"Intimate relations outside the forest aren't entirely taboo for elves... well, provided it's where no one can see."

Elves are incredible. I really want to see them in action.

"Still, Miss Samson's passionate and fervent love was quite stimulating...♪ It makes sense why Princess Skyblue and Irina would be so captivated by it."

Christie speaks of the violation she endured not with a trace of resentment, but with a casual smile on her face, bringing up these things as if they were nothing.

This person is truly something else.

"Christie has had two husbands before. Well... it's probably better to think of it as such."

"H-Has it? Two?"

"With her capabilities and such a beautiful figure, there's no way anyone wouldn't want to marry someone who's lived for over 400 years... though it's not just sakura-type elves; many elven males have high standards. Besides the fact that she went too far once, they couldn't stand her deep-hearted Christie, and they split up again within a few years both times."

"Hey! Don't talk so bluntly about people like that!"

"Kukuku. You tried to seduce me yourself the second time even though I wasn't even interested—taking advantage of the fact that you knew I was getting worked up. This is my comeuppance."

"Samson looked quite unsatisfied with that, so why not?"

They're bickering peacefully, but how on earth am I going to get Christie back? What a tough question.

"Feel free to visit us anytime♪"

Receiving such magnanimous words, Irina ends up handing over Christie's cloak before departing from the Sakurazaka estate.

"Oh, but you know she's quite busy, so don't take her offer too literally and start visiting frequently?"

"Even if you say that, without you I couldn't even enter the forest..."

"Indeed. That is fine then."

Irina nods with an air of arrogance.

What's next...?

"How about Orange? It's an estate full of interesting people who are skilled in martial arts."

"For crying out loud! You're dragging someone like me, who stuffed their belly with semen at Mr. Golksu's place, all the way to there? Do you harbor any murderous intent toward me, Your Majesty Irina?"

"Hoho-ho♪"

It was definitely me who injected myself into that situation. Why is Irina so triumphant in such a scenario?

In the end, we arrived at the Crimson Estate.

Having stayed there once before and been treated to an endless feast, plus having used it as a relay point numerous times, this place is second only to Silver as the most familiar location to me.

"Now then, when thinking of Crimson specialties...?"

"Their food is delicious."

Although we just ate the supreme-grade boar ham from the Sakurazaka clan moments ago and saying that on the spot feels a bit off, the cuisine here at the Crimson estate is certainly much closer to Trot's cooking compared to Silver's (which is fine-tasting but uses some mysterious fruit in everything, making it too sweet and sour, leading to boredom).

Even though they're both border clans, there's a difference between the reformists who actively adopt outside culture and the conservatives.

"Still, demanding a meal right after that sandwich, before the sun has even set... that's just absurd."

"You've got a point."

My stomach isn't grumbling yet.

"In that case, perhaps I should go pay respects to the new head of the Crimson clan."

"The new clan leader... oh right, Dier isn't the one anymore, is she?"

"Indeed."

I think I caught a glimpse of her during that time when we were asked to explore the monster territory, but to be honest, I can barely remember his face since Ferious attacked immediately after.

"I better make an effort to remember... oh right, I don't even know who the new head of Silver is."

"Well, there's time for that later. Eventually, if we're coming in and out of the forest through Polka, we'll have no choice but to meet them."

"Yeah."

Heading toward my former residence at the House of Dier with only her by my side.

"This isn't our first meeting, but I suppose this is the first time we've been able to warm a genuine friendship. Allow me to introduce myself: I am Mark, the newly appointed Elder of the Scarlet Clan."

The elf boy before me was slightly shorter than average for his kind.

Perhaps five centimeters shorter than I? It's rare to see such a compact frame among tall elves.

That wasn't the issue—it was that he spoke with such sloppy honorifics; it made my guts churn with irritation.

"I-I'll do my best! I'm Andy Smythe, Leader of the Ten."

"I'd like to take you for a brief stroll around the territory. It's said he knows nothing of the forest."

"Y-Yes, understood! B-But anyway, Lady Irina... well, since I'm now an Elder myself, maybe it's okay if we drop formalities? Did you enjoy the wooden statue I sent over recently?"

"Long before discussing what to call each other, you fool, learn some proper speech!"

Irina snapped back in a foul mood. Good; so much for her being open-minded toward elves.

"B-But that's because I only know Elf! I can't help it!"

"Being the Elder himself and yet unable to speak beyond the forest borders—how does one expect to lead? Even children of silver-blood are taught to speak Trot's tongue, and a Scarlet Leader acting this way will lead to trouble. And as for that statue... I couldn't figure out what it was, so I gave it to Gorkus."

"U-Uwahhh!"

It's understandable he struggles with studies, but come on, Mark—this is pushing the limits of 'cute,' don't you think?

After securing permission from Mark (Irina being half-hearted about her persuasion) to use one of the unicorns, we made our way toward the pasture.

"That man named Mark was born roughly two or three years after me."

"Wh-What!?"

He seemed too fragile to handle a punch, leading me to initially assume he was younger than me.

"He has had designs on me since old times."

"...So that's the statue I received?"

"It was likely a horse or something of the sort; I saw it alongside the Rock Manikin upon its death and the Deathbound Grizzly as well."

"...Awkward much."

"Gorkus named it 'The Roar of the Holy Beast Rising from the Very Brink of Death.'"

"Ah... so the Holy Beast Gorkus witnessed at the brink of death was that thing, the Fleshy Slime?"

It seems Irina's suggestion—that it simply amounted to "something unclear"—is quite correct.

"Come on, placing someone so clumsy with such questionable speech as our Elder? How can the Scarlet Clan trust that?"

"Still, he boasts a reputation for valor nearly matching Dier's. He claimed a single blade could handle anything a Rock Manikin throws his way."

While those around me don't fear him much, the truth is an ordinary infantryman would require ten men just to defeat a Rock Manikin.

In other words, despite his tiny stature, Mark seems close to being an Ace Knight himself. Well, Anzeros was small too, after all.

"Besides, no one can match his desire to revitalize our clan. That is precisely why Dier chose him. Regardless of his clumsiness or other flaws, we just need everyone else to chip in. Right now, ambition is the most critical factor."

"So you do hold him in decent regard."

"It's merely 'decent,' nothing more. His advances are enough to make one shudder."

"...Not that I'm easily shaken by all these things he does."

"I-I'm not saying it's fine... b-but you have good chemistry with him, and sometimes he is indeed a reliable ally."

She stammered while turning bright red as she spoke. Adorable.

For a moment, I almost moved to embrace her. But given our previous disastrous encounter involving the cherry blossom clan, I needed to remain cautious and scan my surroundings...

...Wait. A few faces were peeking out from the shadows of nearby bushes.

"..."

Hidden beneath the shade of a single tree: black pointed ears, long black hair, vivid crimson fur, and the brim of an old, tattered hat.

It felt like a scene straight out of a fairy tale.

"Hm..."

"?"

As I struggled to find the right words with a deadened voice, Irina also turned her head.

Probably wearing an expression just like mine.

"...What in tarnation are you two up to?"

"Ms. Diane, Lyra, Aurora. And also Neia."

The four symbols twitched suddenly.

And then, they shuffled out hesitantly.

"...Irina. I heard that you were guiding Andy somewhere, but..."

"There's more to it than that, isn't there?"

Diane asked suspiciously while trying to maintain her dignity, and Aurora, smiling broadly with pure suspicion in her eyes, joined the inquiry.

"Uu... Well, well, I may not know exactly what you're talking about, but surely they wouldn't make His Grace's Smaysun lord anything that inconveniences him, would they?"

"..."

"..."

Diane and Aurora fell silent with awkward expressions. Ah, something was conveyed without a single word—just the vibe of things being off. Something was up.

"Alright then. Let's not dwell on what you were doing. But tell me where you're headed. My wings are faster than horses, aren't they?"

"N-no, no! Since we've come here anyway, I was just thinking maybe we should go meet a Holy Beast or something!"

"Ho ho ho. I see, I see."

Lyra nodded. Beside her, Neia forced on a polite smile.

"Excuse me, Ms. Lyra? I've had a question for a while now, but regarding flying and your wings... isn't that about Maya-senpai's story, isn't it...?"

"There there. For a moment my share will decrease, but sometimes it's fun to go big. Mount up, oh my beloved master!"

Lyra suddenly stripped off her clothes in one motion.

Neia gasped in horror. The others were already desensitized; no reaction at all.

A phantom shock resonated only within their minds.

Thump! A massive Black Dragon appeared abruptly at the edge of the Red Clan's stronghold.

"Eh, eh-!?"

Neia stumbled, her hat falling off as a result.

...Right, I think Neia didn't know Lyra was a dragon either.

"Mount up. ...Well, I'll let it slide this one time. Don't try to cut in front, Irina. ...I was a bit worried about you, that's all."

"If I can spend my rare leave with my beloved master... then, naturally, I too will bring things into balance♪"

"A-ah, um, drago... Wait, it's black, isn't it supposed to be a Fire Dragon!?"

"Just get on. You're about to take flight!"

"Hii!? Aa... Yes, yes, I'll ride! I'll ride!"

Irina and I were lifted into Lyra's arms and carried onto her back.

...Ah. An idle vacation just for Irina and me. At first, I wondered how it would be like, but looking at it this way, I'm starting to feel a bit sorry I left.

But.

"Well then, if the Red Clan's specialty is the Holy Beast Labyrinth... then His Grace Smaysun's own 'specialty' is this lively atmosphere, isn't it?"

"What was that supposed to mean?"

"I have no dislike for it♪"

I placed my hand on a spike on Lyra's back, while Irina clung onto me as if embracing me.

"Let's go!"

Black wings strike the sky.

(To be continued)

A serene green pasture, a refreshing breeze, atop the grassy bed of a slight hill.

In a completely dazed and dreamy state, I continued to press deep, intense kisses onto Irina’s lips while fucking Kristy solely with my lower body.

"Mm, nnngh... ha, Smayson... my lord..."

Even though I had yanked her back for a rough kiss, Irina slowly relaxed her tension, keeping her knees bent as she voluntarily threw herself against me.

"T-that kind of... Irina...!?"

While being dumbstruck by Irina’s feminine expression, Kristy writhed in pleasure at my forceful thrust, which consisted of nothing more than the spit I’d put on her.

"Haaah..."

Irina constantly tilted her head to different angles, frantically returning reactions to my slow, languid tongue movements.

The warm feeling of her pussy enveloping my dick and the sensation of her thin tongue teasing mine were both immensely pleasurable.

"I... apologize for not saying this sooner, Kristy... a-as you can see, I have yielded everything about my body to Lord Smayson. It would be no surprise at all if I were already carrying a child."

"E-ehh? ...! W-wait... Y-you're still so young... and small..."

"Mmph... D-don't call me small. It's just that my growth period ended a bit early, that's all... If I live for 150 years, I could have great-great-grandchildren in a human's lifespan, you know...!"

"A-alright, okay, but... aahhh...!"

Since Kristy was being annoyingly loud and gossipy, I made my hip movements—until then just swaying loosely—a bit more violent, forcefully penetrating deep into her vagina.

At a depth that felt like my cock tip was constantly poking her uterus, I swung my hips with small, rapid jolts while demanding more kissing from Irina through the kiss itself.

Irina still tried to say something to Kristy but prioritized kissing me first; after tangling our tongues for a while, she went back to nagging Kristy.

"Which is why... y-you don't need to open your body like that..."

"N-no! But with your body, it really is the child who... kk... Besides, if the Clan Leader pollutes her own bloodline, what could happen...? ...kk, ahfth...!!"

"That's just as much for you... mmmph, churr... mmphh."

"I'm only an acting representative anyway... and, well, I do have some experience..."

"Both of you, shut up."

Since neither of them would stay silent despite the intensified thrusting, I fucked them even more roughly.

Specifically, I reached around and shoved my middle fingers into their asshole slits.

"Haaah♪"

"A-alright...!?"

I stuck my hand into Irina's panties to find out. This little girl was already dripping wet.

She seemed to be enjoying it much more than Kristy, who hadn't fully concentrated even while being penetrated.

...Mm.

Well, there's no need to hesitate about anything. I just need to do what feels good for me.

"Irina."

"Fh... ah..."

Watching Irina melt from the combination of kissing and ass attacks, I forcefully yanked my dick out of Kristy's vagina.

"Uungh...!?"

Then, keeping it in that position, I pulled Irina close and slid her panties down just enough.

"...L-Lord Smayson... ♪"

"You seem way more lewd."

"...I-i suppose so... ♪"

Leaving Kristy alone, I thrust into Irina's pussy from between her cheeks.

"Fhahhh... ♪"

Hugging Irina, who let out a strangely delighted sound, I started fucking her deep and wet while standing up.

「Ah, ahahh...」

Christie watched it with wide, startled eyes.

The focal point of her surprise was either the fact that the young-looking Irina was being penetrated so effortlessly, or the way Irina wore an expression of sheer delight, as if she'd been waiting for this moment, showing no sign of suffering or aversion at all.

Well, it didn't matter which. It felt too good to think about.

「Irina... your pussy really is a slutty, tight little hole... it's so fucking good...」

「It's... it's y-your fault... your fault... ♪」

「I'm starting to feel like I never want to leave this spot... I get what the elves mean now...」

「E-elves or no elves, I-I am saying that you are the only one who knows what's inside me... ♪」

「...Ah, is that so?」

I felt like my thoughts were crossing wires in various ways, but whatever. It felt good.

I kept Irina secured in my arms, holding her tight while thrusting with all I had.

Amid the refreshing breeze, the beautiful scenery, the warm sunlight, and Christie's gaze.

I pressed my glans firmly against the cervix of Irina's womb and came.

「Kcuh, hahaaaaaahh... ♪」

Uttering a cry that swelled with unprecedented pleasure, Irina slumped in exhaustion.

Into her pussy, which clung to me like a different creature seeking breath, I spewed my cum.

「Hey, Irina.」

「...…♪」

I sighed at the slightly out-of-it Irina.

And then.

「A-Ah... is it that you're not s-satisfied...?」

Christie asked, lightly clutching her exposed breasts to her chest.

I looked at Christie and gave a nod with my fluffy hair.

「W-Well then, again, if it's me...」

「...Ah—」

Christie lowered the arm she'd been covering her breasts with, offering a hesitant smile that held just a hint of anticipation.

「Yeah, you do look pretty slutty right now too.」

「Sl-slutty... well, I don't mind though...」

I launched myself back at Christie, who was smiling faintly in amusement.

Christie seemed eager from the start this time. Her pussy, which had been bone dry just a moment ago, was now thoroughly lubricated.

「P-Please, be gentle... hyah!？」

As if to say something else, I grabbed Christie's waist and thrust into her from behind in one motion.

Whereas before, penetrating deep inside felt like scaling the rugged depths of a cave, this time I slid all the way to the cervix with a slick pop.

「No... no like this...」

「Your juices and Irina's made you slippery as hell.」

「Ahh...」

Christie's shoulders trembled with pleasure.

「...Show me more of your body.」

On a sudden impulse, I pulled at her clothes. When they didn't tear off with the pull, I just ripped them away and discarded them.

「Ah, wh-what...!？」

A beautiful body. I won't go so far as to compare her to Sharon, but she's got all the right curves in the right places. Her breasts are maternal and firm when compared to Irina's, though decently sized—larger, you might say, than Aurora's. That overall impression of supple, beautiful nudity, exposed so vulnerably beneath the sun—it left me dumbfounded with arousal.
"A body I want to fuck until we're drenched in sweat."
"N-no... no way... haaah... ah, ahh...!!"
I started thrusting my hips.

...

After a while, I suddenly found myself questioning what I was doing.

The refreshing breeze, the gentle sunlight, the scent of flowers—so far, so good.

But right in front of me stood Christi, completely naked, spent and limp after taking two rough ejaculations, allowing herself to be used without resistance. Her clothes lay in tattered heaps around her.

And then there was Irina, lying back on the grass with her ass half-bare, still naked from the fucking I'd done earlier.

There was also the lunch and tea that had been left untouched.

"...Huh?"

The blood drained from my face.

Wait a minute. This is seriously bad. No way this level of trouble is okay.

"U-uwah... W-wait, what have I done...!?"

I frantically pulled my cock out of Christi, who had been in the throes of orgasm. A gooey mix of bubbly cum and her juices oozed from her vagina as I withdrew.

"Miss Smieth... ahhh... that tea's effect is fading... ♪"

Christi spoke in a dazed voice.

"That... that tea's effect?!?"

"You, well, you are among the victims... so do not worry about it," Irina said.

As my cock remained half-erected, Irina leaned over from the side and latched onto it with her mouth. Whether it was the tea's lingering effect or some of Irina's special technique, my cock hit its peak in no time at all. I shot my cum straight into her mouth.

"...Mmmph... m, mmh..."

Irina desperately tried to swallow it all. Even though it would have been fine for her to just spit it out.

"I'm so sorry. There is a wild herb native to the Northern Forest called Kanetsuki Grass that we used as a slight flavoring agent in the tea... It has hallucinogenic properties that the human race does not tolerate well. I am sorry; I knew about it intellectually, but since our Clan rarely serves tea to humans, I completely forgot to check..."

Christi apologized with a apologetic look on her face. She was naked, as her clothes had been reduced to rags.

"...N-no, I mean, that's... mutual, in a way? Though the rape part is obviously much worse. Plus, Irina, couldn't you have handled it with something like 'Eye of the Viper' or whatever?"

"...Hmph. Come to think of it... well, had you simply continued fucking me for a long time, it would have been resolved."

"That's not how it works!?"

I offered up a grand apology to Christi first.

"I'm really sorry, please forgive me—saying that is strange since I'm the one who apologized, but please forgive me. I will do anything you need; we won't be doing stuff like that at Polca or anywhere else, seriously."

"Oh, well... I mean, while the sexual act itself isn't a huge issue—I haven't had sex in a while and got a bit carried away—let's just say we reached an agreement on that point..."

"...Ah, uh... umm..."

Is it really okay to think of it that way? Even if I were to erase the fact that I raped her, stripping down the clan representative out in the open out of pure lust and doing whatever comes to mind is pretty damn dangerous.

"Well, since Christi says it is fine, let us leave this matter be."

"...Is it really okay? Suddenly stripping someone down for rough sex feels pretty out of line."

"U-um... It is a bit sad that my clothes were torn... but please just be careful next time?"

Is that all there is to it?

"Outdoor sex isn't exactly taboo for elves... though, obviously, only when no one's around."

Elves are something else. I'd definitely like to see it in action.

"...Besides, the way Smayson loves us is intense and passionate, quite stimulating... ♪ It's not hard to understand why Blue Princess or Irina get so carried away."

Christi shows absolutely no sign of being traumatized by being fucked; if anything, she says this with a perfectly normal smile.

This one's incredible too.

"Christi is divorced twice, you know. Well... it's best to think of her as someone who had that kind of experience."

"D-divorced? Twice?"

"She's competent and gracious enough to last four hundred years; there's no way she wouldn't have taken husbands before. ...Though, not limited to Sakura, many elf men have high pride. They couldn't stand a Christy who was too much for them yet so receptive, so both times they split after just a few years."

"Hey! Don't talk about people so casually!"

"Heh heh. You're taking advantage of the fact that I'm getting off, asking me out yourself even though you didn't need to a second time. Payback."

"It's fine if Smayson seemed upset about it!"

They're bickering peacefully, but how do I get Christi back? This is a tough one.

"Please come by anytime you'd like♪"

I received those very generous words and, ultimately, handed Irina her cloak before leaving the Sakura Clan Manor.

"Oh, don't take it literally and visit too often just because she's busy with other things?"

"Before we get there, I can't even enter the forest without you..."

"Hmm. That settles it."

Irina nodding with an air of superiority.

Next up is...

"How about Orange? It's a clan manor with many martial artists and an interesting atmosphere."

"Spare me. You brought me all the way to Golukus's place, filled my gut with your cum—do I have murderous intent toward you, Lady Irina?"

"Heh heh heh heh♪"

I'm definitely the one who poured it in, though. Why is Irina boasting about winning in this situation?

In the end, we arrived at the Red Clan Manor.

Having stayed there and been entertained with consecutive banquets, and having visited many times as a relay point after Silver, it's a place quite familiar to me.

"Well then. The specialty of the Red Clan is..."

"The food is good."

It feels weird to say that right after just eating the exquisite One-Horse Ham from the Sakura Clan, but the cuisine at the Red Clan Manor is closer to Totto's cooking compared to Silver's (which is delicious, sure, but since they use that mysterious fruit in everything, it gets sweet and sour all the time and becomes cloying).

Even if they're both border clans, there must be a difference between the reformists who actively incorporate outside culture and the conservatives who stick strictly to tradition.

"That said, asking for food so soon after that sandwich, while the sun is still up, would be what?"

"Right."

My stomach wasn't rumbling yet.

"If that's the case, let's go greet the new clan chief of Red to see how they're doing."

"The new clan chief... I thought Diel was no longer it, wasn't he?"

"Hmm."

I should have gotten a look at him once when we were commissioned to explore the monster territory, but honestly, I couldn't even register his face. Felios immediately attacked.

"I should try to remember. ...And I don't know Silver's new clan chief either."

"Well, that one can wait for now. If Polka will be coming and going from the forest eventually, you'll definitely have to meet them."

"Mm-hmm."

The two of us toddled on our way to the former Diel estate.

"It's not like we're meeting for the first time, but since this is our first time properly warming up a friendly relationship, please treat me well. I am Mark, the new Chief of the Red Clan."

The new Chief of the Red Clan was an elf of somewhat short stature.

He looked to be about five centimeters shorter than me. Elven men are usually tall, so that's a bit unusual.

Well, whatever. But his honorifics were so hit-or-miss it made my stomach churn with irritation.

"P-Please, treat me well. I'm Andy Smythson, Squad Leader."

"I intend to take a stroll within the territory. Apparently, he knows little of the forest."

"Y-Yes, understood... But setting that aside, Iris-sama... or should it be just 'Iris'? Right? Since I'm Chief now. Did you like the wooden statue I sent earlier?"

"You should learn some decent manners from someone before you even dare to drop the honorifics, you fool."

Iris interjected with a frown. Good thing; so even among elves, he was considered "that kind of guy" after all.

"B-But I only know Elvish!"

"What will a Chief like you do if you can't speak the language of the world beyond the forest? In Silver, even children speak Trot's tongue, yet having a Red Chief be like this is worrying for the future. Also, since I didn't understand what that statue was for, I gave it to Gorukus."

"U-Uwaaan!"

I get that he wasn't good at studying, but Mark-kun, isn't that just a little too pathetic?

We got permission from Mark-kun to use an Ogre (with Iris half-forcing the issue) and walked toward the pasture.

"That man named Mark is only a few years older than me."

"Only by a few?!"

He seemed so frail I had assumed he was younger than me.

"He's been making advances at me since I was little."

"...So that's what those 'gifted' statues were about?"

"It looked like a horse or something, but I saw it both in the Lumberjack Grizzly incident and when the Rock Golem died."

"...He's just clumsy."

"Gorukus titled it something like 'The Neigh of the Holy Beast Rising from the Brink of Death.'"

"...When Gorukus talks about a holy beast on the brink of death, does he mean that thing? The Meat Slime?"

So Iris's point that none of this made sense seemed accurate.

"Also, is it really safe to have such an awkward, verbally inept guy as Chief for Red? He's clumsy with words too."

"Even so, he has a reputation for martial prowess approaching Diel's. He supposedly can handle Rock Golems single-handedly with just his sword."

He isn't feared that much in my circle, but a Rock Golem is a monster that takes about ten regular infantry to take down.

So Mark-kun must be close to an Ace Knight despite his short stature. Well, Anzeros is small too, though.

"On top of that, no one surpasses him in his drive to make the Clan thrive. That's likely why Diel nominated him specifically. Whether he's clumsy or whatever, it's up to those around him to handle it. Right now, drive is what matters most."

"I respect him to a reasonable extent."

"A reasonable extent, indeed. His attempts at courtship give me goosebumps."

"...Even though I'm perfectly fine with him doing all sorts of things to me."

"N-N-Not that I was uncomfortable... A-And besides, you are, uhh, compatible with me... and sometimes you can be relied upon, right?"

Iris said this, fidgeting as her face turned red. Cute.

I felt the urge to hug her without thinking. But after that major failure in the Cherry Blossom Clan, I cautiously looked around...

...Wait. Several faces were peeking out from the shadow of a nearby grove.

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

From behind a single tree, long black ears, long black hair, beautiful red hair, and the brim of an old hat.

I thought it looked like a fairy tale.

“Um”

“?”

As I hesitated, my voice flat and uncertain about what to say next, Irina turned around.

She probably wore the same expression as I did.

“What in the world are you two doing over there?”

“Diane, Lyra, Aurora. And Neia.”

Four symbols twitched nervously.

Then, they stepped forward tentatively.

“I heard you were guiding Irisa and Undy around...”

“It’s not just that, is it?”

Diane tried to maintain her dignity despite the awkward silence, while Aurora smiled sweetly but wore a look of pure suspicion as she questioned me.

“Ah... well, I don’t know what you’re referring to, but Master Smithson shouldn’t be put through any inconvenience, should he?”

“...”

“...”

Diane and Aurora fell silent with strange looks on their faces. Ah, some vague energy was passing between them—something I couldn’t quite understand.

“Ho. Well, well. I won’t ask what you were doing just now. But where exactly were you trying to go? My wings are faster than any horse, you know?”

“I-I’m not... it’s just that since we’re here anyway, we thought maybe we’d visit a Sacred Beast or something.”

“Ho ho ho. I see, I see.”

Lyra nodded in agreement. Standing beside her, Neia offered an ingratiating smile.

“Um, Ms. Lyra? I’ve been wondering for a bit, but how does the whole wings-and-flying thing work...? It’s not the same as Maya’s case, right...?”

“There, there. It looks like my share of the fun is dwindling, but occasionally splashing around in style is nice. Come aboard, my master.”

Lyra tossed her clothes aside with a flourish.

Neia gawked at the sight. The rest of us were already used to it and didn’t react.

And then, a phantasmal shock that resonated only within the brain.

Thud. A giant Black Dragon materialized at the edge of the Crimson Clan Manor.

“Eh? Ehh!?”

Neia staggered back, dropping her hat.

...I guess Neia didn’t know Lyra was a dragon yet.

“Hold on. ...I’ll let things slide today. Don’t you dare jump ahead of me like that again, Irina. ...I was a little worried about you.”

“If I’m granted a rare vacation to spend with my beloved master... then I suppose I can balance the scales♪”

“A-Ah, Drago... no, that black one is definitely a Fire Dragon...!?”

“Just get on top of me. We’re flying now.”

“Eek!? Ah, y-yes, I’ll get on, I’ll get on!”

Lyra placed us in her grasp and carried us on her back.

...Sigh. A carefree vacation just the two of us with Irina seemed like a bad idea at first, but looking at it now, it feels a bit like a waste.

But then.

“Well, if the Crimson Clan’s specialty is the Sacred Beast Maze... then Master Smithson’s ‘specialty’ must be all this commotion.”

“What kind of way to put it is that?”

“Rara doesn’t mind it one bit♪”

I gripped a spike on Lyra’s back as Irina clung to me tightly.

"Let's go!"

Black wings beat the air.

(To be continued)

In the tranquil green meadow, under a refreshing breeze, atop a grassy bed on a small hill.

I continued to kiss Irina passionately while penetrating Christie with my lower half alone.

“Nn, nnuh… ha, Smisson… milord…”

Even though I had pulled her into an aggressive kiss, Irina slowly relaxed and clung to me in a bent position.

“S-Such… Irina!? …!?”

And yet, while staring at Irina’s “womanly expression” with shock, Christie writhed from my rough penetration after only prepping her.

“Hah…”

Irina tilted her head repeatedly as she frantically responded to the slow movements of my tongue.

The warm sensation of her vagina enveloping me and the delicate tickling of her thin tongue were incredibly pleasurable.

“I’m sorry for not telling you, Christie… As you can see, I’ve given myself entirely over to Smisson. It wouldn’t be strange even if there was a child in my womb.”

“W-what…!? No way… You, you’re still… so small…”

“Mmm… I’m not saying I’m small… it’s just that my growth period stopped a bit early… if I’ve lived for 150 years, I’d be old enough to have great-grandchildren by human standards!”

“A-ah, yeah, but… ahhhnnn…!!”

Cristi was making too much noise, so I intensified the movement of my hips and forced myself deeper into her. The depth was almost as if I were poking at her cervix with my cock, and while doing this, I continued to kiss Irina with my mouth.

Irina prioritized kissing me over whatever she wanted to say to Cristi, intertwining our tongues for a moment before addressing Cristi again.

“Besides… there’s no need for you to open yourself up like that…”

“I-I don’t know… but your body is still too young to have children… and if the clan leader herself were to sully her bloodline, what would happen?”

“That goes for you as well… mmm, chuuu… mmh.”

“W-Well, I’m just a proxy anyway… and I’ve had my fair share of experience…”

“Both of you are noisy.”

I intensified their punishment without them even getting a chance to complain.

Specifically, I inserted my middle fingers into both girls’ anuses.

“Haaahh♪”

“Aaah…!?”

When I stuck my hand in Irina’s panties, it was clear she was already soaking wet. She seemed to be enjoying herself much more than the slightly distracted Christina.

…

Well, there wasn’t anything to think about. All I had to do was make her feel good.

“Irina”

“Fuh…!”

As I gazed at Irina, who was melting from the kiss and anal play, I forcefully pulled my cock out of Christie’s pussy.

“Auhn…!?”

Then, without hesitation, I embraced Irina, pulling her panties down as much as necessary.

“S-Smythe-sama…”

“You’re the one who seems more depraved.”

“M-Maybe…”

Leaving Christie behind, I inserted myself into Irina’s pussy from between her ass cheeks.

“Fuaa…!”

Holding onto Irina, who was making oddly happy sounds, I began to fuck her while standing up.

“Ah, aah…”

Christie looked at this with surprise.

The focus of her shock was either that the young-looking Iriana had been easily penetrated or that Iriana didn’t look in any pain or displeasure but rather seemed happy as if she’d been waiting for it.

Well, whatever. It felt good.

“Iriana… Your pussy is so lewd and tight… It feels really good…”

“It’s because of you… You’re the only one who knows me like this…♪”

Something about all this seems mixed up, but I don’t care as long as it feels good.

“Now I feel like staying here forever… I understand how the elves feel.”

“What? The elves or whatever, you’re the only one to know my insides like this…♪”

…

“Right…”

Something about all this seems mixed up, but I don’t care. It feels good.

I kept Irina fixed in my arms and thrust into her as I pleased.
In the refreshing breeze, beautiful scenery, warm sunlight, and under Chrisit's gaze,
I pressed my head firmly against Irina’s cervix and released inside of her.
“Kuh, haaaahhhhhh…♪”
Irina let out a particularly ecstatic cry and relaxed.
After spilling my seed into that otherworldly suctioning vagina for a while,
“Hey, Irina.”
“…………♪”
I sighed at the slightly dazed Irina.
And then.

“Ah, um… a-are you not satisfied?”

Cristi asked while lightly covering her exposed breasts.

I looked at Cristi and nodded with my head still spinning.

“I-I mean if that’s the case, then I can…”

“...Yeah.”

She lowered her arms from her chest and gave me an uncertain but slightly hopeful smile.

“You’re definitely a slut now,”

“S-slut… well, it’s fine…”

I laughed bitterly at Cristi again before attacking her once more. This time she seemed eager to begin right away; her vagina was already wet despite not being so earlier.

“W-Wait, go easy on me… hyaah!?”

Before she could say anything else, her waist was grabbed and he thrust into her from behind. What had been a difficult insertion akin to penetrating the depths of a rocky cave earlier now slid in smoothly all at once.

“This is too much…”

“It’s slippery with my cum and Irina’s.”

“Aahh…!”

Christi trembled with pleasure, her shoulders shaking.

“Show me more of your body.”

On impulse, he pulled on her clothes, tearing them off when they wouldn’t come off easily.

“Ah, no way…!?”

What a great body. It's not Sharon, but it has everything in the right places and tight where it should be.
Her breasts are more than adequate for her motherly figure, though they're smaller than Iryna’s. Maybe slightly bigger than Aurora’s?
The sight of this beautiful, supple naked form lying exposed to the sun arouses me listlessly.
"I want to fuck you until you’re drenched in sweat."
"Y-You... haaahh... ahh...!!"
I began moving my hips.

...

After some time had passed, I started questioning what I was doing.
The refreshing breeze, warm sunlight, and scent of flowers. All good so far.
But before me lay naked, exhausted Christine who’d just been forced to take two orgasms in a row, and around her were the remnants of her clothes.

And there was Iryna, still half-naked and sprawled out with her butt exposed from earlier. Her lunch and tea were left untouched.

“...Huh?”

My blood ran cold. This is bad no matter how you look at it.

“Ugh... Oh my god, what have I done...!?”

I hurriedly pulled my cock out of the still-tender pussy of Christie.

A mix of foamy cum and her love juices dripped from inside her.

“Smisson...-san... Ah, the tea’s already taking effect...♪”

Christie spoke in a dazed voice.

“Y-You mean the tea’s effect…!?”

“You are, well, a victim… Don’t worry about it.”

Irina suddenly starts sucking on my semi-hard dick from the side.

Whether due to the effects of that tea or her own skills, I cum pretty soon after. She swallows my load in her mouth.

“...Nngh... Nnh...”

She’s trying really hard to swallow everything. She could’ve spit it out.

“I’m sorry. There is a wild herb called Kanetsuki grass native to the Northern Forest that we use as a flavoring for tea, but humans are not very resistant to its hallucinogenic effects. I apologize; I knew about this, but since the Sakura clan rarely serves tea to humans, I forgot to check...”

She looks apologetic with her clothes in tatters and apologizes while naked.

“N-No, it’s okay or something like that... The rape was clearly worse… Besides, Irina, couldn’t you have done something about it with ‘Eyes of the Poisonous Snake’?”

“...Hmm. Now that you mention it, if I had just kept on fucking me all along, this wouldn’t have been necessary.”

“What the hell!? No way!”

I apologized to Christie right away.

“I’m really sorry, please forgive me—I mean, please forgive me, and I’ll do anything for you, but don’t make me your Polka or anything like that. That’s serious business.”

“Well, I suppose it’s not such a big deal in itself... It was my first time in a while too, so I kind of got carried away, so let’s just say we’re even on that score…”

“…Ah—um…”

Is this okay? Even if we overlook the fact that she was raped, letting her strip me naked and do all sorts of things outside is pretty bad.

“Well, since Christie seems to be fine with it, I guess you can let it go.”

“...I wonder. Stripping someone and having sex in public like that isn’t exactly kosher, though.”

“U-Um… Well, yes, it’s a bit sad that my clothes were torn off, but please do try to take care…”

That's all there is to it?

"Outdoor sex isn't that taboo for elves... well, assuming no one sees you."

Elves are amazing. I really want to see.

"...Still, Smithson’s passionate lovemaking was quite stimulating…♪ It’s not hard to understand why the Sky-Blue Princess and Ailina got so into it."

Christie wasn’t at all bothered by being violated; she said that with a smile on her face.

This woman is amazing too.

"Christie's been married twice. Well... you should think of her as someone who’s had two failed relationships."

"W-Was she married twice?"

"She can do the job and has such good looks, it wouldn’t be surprising if people wanted to marry her after 400 years. …Well, elven men have a high sense of pride. They couldn’t handle Christie’s perfection and kindness for long, so they broke up with her within a few years."

"Hey! Don't go around talking about other people like that!"

“Kukuku. You took advantage of me while I was climaxing, and you even invited yourself a second time when it wasn’t necessary. This is my revenge.”

“It’s fine since Mr. Smisson looked unhappy, right?”

They were playfully teasing each other, but how am I supposed to get Christie back? It’s a difficult problem.

“Please come anytime♪”

She gave me very generous words and finally handed over her cloak before leaving the Sakura Clan Manor.

“Oh, she’s a busy woman so don’t take it literally and go visit her often.”

“I can’t even enter the forest without you…”

“Hmm. That’s fine then.”

Iriena nodded in an arrogant manner.

Next…

“Why not visit the Tangerine clan estate? It’s a lively place with many skilled warriors.”

“Please spare me. You want to take us there after you filled my belly with your cum?”

“Hohoho♪”

I’m pretty sure it was me who did that, but why is Irina gloating in this situation?

In the end, we ended up at the Red clan estate.
Having stayed here before and been treated to daily feasts, I could say it’s one of my familiar places, second only to Silver.

“Well. The specialty of the Red clan estate…”

“The food is delicious.”

I just ate some top-quality cherry horse ham from the Sakura clan, but still, the food at the Red clan estate is much closer to traditional fare than the overly sweet and sour dishes of the Silver clan (which are tasty, but get old fast).

Even though they’re both outer clans, there’s a difference between those who actively embrace outside cultures and those who stick to tradition.

"Still, it's a bit much to go begging for food before the sun has even set after that sandwich."

"Yeah."

My stomach wasn't rumbling yet.

"Then maybe we should pay a visit to the new Red Clan leader?"

"The new clan leader... right, Dier is no longer in charge."

"Mm."

I had seen him once when he asked us to investigate the monster territory. Honestly, I couldn’t even remember his face; Felios had attacked me before I could really take it all in.

"I should probably try and remember that... oh yeah, I don't know the new Silver Clan leader either."

"Well, you'll get around to meeting them eventually anyway. You're bound to run into them when you start going in and out of the forest with Polka."

We headed back to the former Diel estate.

“Though we’ve met before, this is our first time properly getting acquainted. I am Mark, leader of the Red Clan.”

The new leader of the Red Clan was an elf youth slightly shorter than me.
He must be about five centimeters shorter than me. Elves are usually tall, so that’s a bit unusual.
But his use of formal language is just too casual for my liking.

“Y-Yeah, nice to meet you. I’m Andy Smison, the Decemvir.”

“I’ll go take a stroll around the territory since he doesn’t know much about the forest.”

“R-Right. By the way, Lady Irina… no, it’s fine if we just call each other by our names now that I’m clan leader. Did you like the wooden figurine I sent over?”

Irina cut in irritably, “You’re not even addressing me properly yet, idiot.”

Well, good to know she still thinks that way, even among elves.

“B-Because I only know Elvish!”

“What good is a clan leader who can’t speak the language of those outside the forest? Even silver elves teach their children to speak Trot. If you, as a red elf, don’t even do that, your future looks bleak indeed. And since I had no idea what that statue was for, I gave it to Gorkus.”

“W-Whaaan!”

I get that he’s not good at studying, but come on, Marc, this is just too weak.

After getting permission from Marc (with some help from Irina) to use the unicorn, we walked over to the stable.

“That man, Marc, was born only a few years after me.”

“Really!?”

He seemed so fragile that I thought he must be younger than me.

“And has been trying to charm me since forever,” she added.

“…So that’s what you mean by ‘the statue I received’?”

"Probably a horse or something, but it looked like that to both the Lambjack Grizzly and the rock golem at its death."

"...Clumsy."

"Golcus called it 'the howl of a sacred beast rising from the brink of death.'"

"...The sacred beast Golcus saw was probably meat slime, right?"

So Aelina's observation that she doesn't understand is likely correct.

"By the way, isn’t putting someone so clumsy and awkward in charge as chief okay, Red?"

"There are rumors that his valor rivals Dyer’s. He can handle a rock golem with just one sword."

While he wasn’t feared much around me, rock golems were monsters that even ten regular soldiers would struggle to defeat.

So Marc is apparently close to being an ace knight despite his small size—though Angelos was also quite young when he became one.

"Besides, no one has more ambition than him. That’s why Dyer nominated him. As long as we can compensate for his clumsiness, it doesn’t matter how awkward he is. Right now, what matters most is his drive."

"That's as much praise as I can give him."

"Still, it’s just that. His advances don’t make me shiver with fear."

"...And yet he does all sorts of things to me without batting an eyelash."

"I-I’m not okay with it... B-But you and I get along well... And sometimes you’re quite reliable."

Ilinia said this while blushing, looking cute.

I almost hugged her. But after the big failure at the cherry blossom clan’s place, I looked around carefully...

...There were a few faces peeking out from behind nearby bushes.

"...”

From under one tree, I saw black long ears, long black hair, beautiful red hair, and an old hat with a brim.

It felt like something out of a fairy tale.

“Um…”

“?”

When I hesitated, trying to figure out what to say in my cold voice, Irina turned around.

She probably had the same expression as me.

“…What are you all doing here?”

“Diāne-san, Lyra, Aurora. And Neia.”

The four symbols twitched and then slowly came forward.

“...Irina. I heard that you were showing Andy around.”

“But there’s more to it than that, isn’t there?”

Diane looks awkwardly but tries to maintain her dignity, while Aurora smiles sweetly yet openly suspiciously. She asks,

“W-Well… I don’t know what you’re talking about, but I wouldn’t let Sir Smisson suffer any inconvenience.”

“…”

“…”

Both Diane and Aurora look at me with strange expressions. Ah, it’s not clear to them, but something is getting through in a way that isn’t clear.

“Well then, I won’t ask what you were doing. But where are you going? My wings are faster than horses, you know?”

“W-Well… since we’re here anyway, I thought maybe we could go see the sacred beast.”

“Ho ho ho. Indeed indeed.”

Rilla nods. Neia next to her smiles amiably.

“Um, Rilla-san, there’s something that’s been bothering me for a while now. You know, about wings and flying… this isn’t related to Mya-san, is it?”

“Alright, alright. I’ll take a bit less of the spoils this time, but it’s nice to go all out once in a while. Get on, my master.”

Rylah suddenly stripped off her clothes.

Neyah was shocked. The others were used to it and didn’t react.

Then there was a phantom shockwave that only reached Neyah’s brain.

Thump! A huge black dragon appeared at the end of the Red Clan Manor.

“Eh, eh!?!”

Neyah staggered and dropped her hat.

…Oh right, Neyah doesn’t know Rylah is a dragon.

“I’m getting on. …Well, I’ll let it slide today. Don’t try to sneak off again, Irina. …I was worried about you.”

“If only for my holiday, if I can spend time with the one I love… Well, I’ll even out the score♪”

“W-Wait, Dra… That’s a black fire dragon, right!?”

“Just get on already. I’ll carry you.”

“H-Huh!? O-Okay, okay!”

Iryna and I were placed on Lyla’s hand and carried onto her back.

……Sigh. Even though I thought that having an impromptu holiday with just Iryna would be nice, it feels a little sad now.

But,

“Well, if the red dragon’s specialty is the Holy Beast Labyrinth… then Lord Smison’s ‘specialty’ must be this lively atmosphere.”

“What kind of way to put it is that?”

“I don’t mind it at all♪”

I held onto one of Lyla’s spines while Iryna clung to me.

“Let’s go!”

The black wings strike through the air.

(To be continued)

A peaceful green meadow, amidst a refreshing breeze, atop a grassy bed on a small hill.

Floating in a complete daze, I continued to kiss Irina deeply while fucking Christi with nothing but my lower body.

"Nn, nngh... Ha... Master... Sympson..."

Despite the fact that I had pulled her in for a forceful kiss, Irina began to slowly release her hold, pulling herself up into a half-kneeling position to suck on me of her own accord.

"Wh-What... Irina...!?"

And while I was stunned by the "womanly expression" on Irina's face, Christi writhed in agony from the forceful insertion that carried nothing but my saliva.

"Haah..."

Tilting her head from side to side, Irina responded feverishly to the slow, languid movements of my tongue.

The warmth of the vagina enveloping my cock and the sensation of her thin tongue tickling mine were both incredibly pleasant.

"...I am sorry for what I said before, Christi... As you can see, I have... well, I have permitted my entire body to Master Sympson. It wouldn't be strange even if I were already with child."

"Wh-What...!? No way... Y-You, even though you're still so small..."

"Nngh... D-Don't call me small! My growth spurt just stopped a little early... If one lives for 150 years, it is an age where a human could have great-grandchildren...!"

"Th-That may be true, but... ahh...!"

Since Christi was being rather noisy, I increased the pace of my hips—which had only been swaying gently—to forcefully penetrate deep into the vaginal canal.

At a depth where the tip of my cock continuously poked at her cervix, I thrust my hips with short, rhythmic twitches, demanding that Irina continue kissing me with a wet, sloppy sound.

While still trying to say something to Christi, Irina prioritized kissing me, entwining her tongue with mine for a while before turning back to lecture Christi again.

"That is why... there is no need for you to open yourself up like that..."

"N-No, but with your body, a child would... ngh... Besides, if the Clan Chief herself were to defile her blood, what would become of... ngh, ahh...!!"

"That goes for you too... Nm, slurp... Nmmu."

"I am, after all, merely a deputy... And, I do have some experience..."

"Both of you, shut up."

I intensified my assault on the two women, who refused to stay silent even as I pressed them.

Specifically, I reached around and thrust my middle fingers into both of their anuses.

"Hwaah♪"

"Ah, no...!?"

Reaching inside Irina's panties, I found out: this little girl was already soaking wet.

She seemed to be in much better condition than Christi, who was struggling to maintain focus even while being poked.

...Yeah.

Well, there was no reason to hesitate. I would simply do whatever felt good to me.

"Irina."

"Fwa... ah."

Staring at Irina, who was beginning to melt from the kissing and the anal stimulation, I forcefully pulled my cock out of Christi's vagina.

"Auhn...!?"

Then, I pulled Irina close, pulling her panties down as far as necessary.

"...M-Master Sympson...♪"

"You look like the more slutty one."

"...M-Maybe...♪"

Leaving Christi behind, I inserted myself into Irina's vagina from between her buttocks.

"Fwaah...♪"

Embracing Irina, who let out a strangely joyful cry, I began to fuck her deeply while standing up.

“Ah, ahhh...”

Christy watched with wide, astonished eyes.

It was unclear what exactly was causing her shock—whether it was the fact that the young-looking Irina was being penetrated so easily, or the fact that Irina didn't look pained or even repulsed, but rather looked delighted, as if she had been waiting for this.

Well, it didn't really matter. It felt too good.

“Irina... as I thought, your pussy is so slutty, so tight... it feels amazing...”

“It’s... it’s your fault... because of you...♪”

“I feel like I never want to leave this place... I finally understand how the elves feel...”

“What do you mean, 'the elves'? I told you, you're the only one who knows what's inside me...♪”

“...Oh, was that so?”

I felt like everything was getting a bit muddled, but I didn't care. It felt too good.

Keeping Irina pinned in my arms, I continued to thrust my hips as I pleased while holding her close.

Amidst the refreshing breeze, the beautiful scenery, the warm sunlight, and Christy's gaze—

I pressed the head of my cock hard against the opening of Irina's cervix and ejaculated.

“Ngh, haaaaaaaaaah...♪”

Letting out a voice that trembled with particularly intense pleasure, Irina went limp.

I pumped a burst of semen into her vagina, which clung to me like a different species altogether.

“Hey, Irina.”

“............♪”

I sighed at Irina, who was drifting off into a daze.

Then—

“U-Um... Are you... not... satisfied...?”

Christy asked, lightly cradling her exposed breasts.

I looked at Christy and nodded, my mind still feeling a bit fuzzy.

“I-If that is the case, then, me, again...”

“...Ah—”

Christy lowered the arms she had been using to cover her breasts, offering a hesitant but slightly expectant smile.

“You certainly look pretty slutty right now, too.”

“S-Slutty... well, I don't mind that, but...”

I lunged at Christy, who was giving me a wry smile.

This time, she seemed eager from the start. Her vagina, which hadn't been wet at all a moment ago, was now well-lubricated.

“Um, please be gentle... Ah!?”

I grabbed Christy's hips before she could finish her sentence and thrust inside her from behind in one motion.

Unlike before, when insertion felt like navigating the depths of a rugged cavern, this time I slid all the way to the back of her vagina with a slick ease.

“Th-This is...”

“It's all sticky from mine and Irina's juices.”

“Ahhh...”

Christy's shoulders trembled with pleasure.

“...Show me more of your body.”

On a whim, I began to pull at her clothes. When they wouldn't come off, I simply tore them away.

“Ah, wha—!?”

It’s a great body. I won't go as far as calling it Sharon-level, but it’s well-proportioned—curves where they should be, and slim where they should be.
Her breasts are quite maternal compared to Irina's, but they're a decent size. I'd say they're a bit larger than Aurora's.
The sight of that beautiful, supple naked body being exposed defenselessly under the sun... it leaves me in a daze of arousal.
"It's a body that makes me want to ravage you until we're both drenched in sweat."
"Ah... no, don't... haaa... ah, ahhh...!!"
I begin to thrust my hips.

............

After a while, I suddenly find myself questioning what I'm doing.

A refreshing breeze, warm sunlight, the scent of flowers. Everything up to this point is fine.

Before my eyes is Christi, naked and completely exhausted, having been subjected to two forceful ejaculations, simply letting herself be taken. Scattered around her are the remnants of her clothes.

And there is Irina, lying there with her backside exposed, exactly as I left her after my previous bout.

And then there's the untouched lunch and tea.

"...Eh?"

The blood drained from my face.

Hold on, no matter how you look at it, this is bad.

"U-Uwaa... W-what have I...!?"

In a panic, I pull my cock out of Christi with a wet pop.

A mixture of frothy semen and vaginal fluids oozed out from within her.

"Mr. Sympson... ah... the effect of the tea is already...♪"

Christi says, her voice sounding dazed.

"T-the effect of the tea...!?"

"You are, well, a victim... do not let it trouble you," Irina says.

From the side, Irina begins to languidly suck on my cock, which was still half-aroused.

Whether it was the effect of that tea or Irina's skill, my cock reached climax in no time.

I spurted semen into Irina's mouth.

"...Ngh... mgh... ngh..."

Irina was desperately trying to swallow it. She could have just spat it out, though.

"I am so sorry. There is a wild herb native to the Northern Forest called Kanetsukiso, which we use to lightly flavor our tea... but it has hallucinogenic properties that humans don't have much resistance to. I'm so sorry. I knew of it in theory, but since we rarely serve tea to humans in the Sakura Clan, I forgot to check..."

Since her clothes had been reduced to little more than rags, Christi apologized to me with a look of genuine remorse while remaining naked.

"...N-no, it's... well, it's mutual, I guess. I mean, the rape is clearly much worse... Besides, Irina, you could have done something about it with 'Venomous Serpent's Eye' or something."

"...Hmm. Now that you mention it... I suppose it would have been settled if you had just kept ravaging me."

"That doesn't settle it!?"

For now, I just kept apologizing profusely to Christi.

"I know it's a bit much to say 'I'm truly sorry, please forgive me,' but please do forgive me. I'll do anything to make it up to you—just please, I'm serious, don't try to do anything... to Polka..."

"No, well, the act itself is somewhat inconsequential. It had been a while for me too, so I got a bit carried away... so let's consider it consensual..."

"...Ah, uh..."

Is that really okay? Even if we write off the fact that it was rape, stripping a clan representative naked outdoors and doing... all that... is extremely risky.

"Well, since Christi says it is fine, you should let it rest."

"...Is it really okay? Stripping someone naked and having outdoor sex feels like a major violation."

"U-um... It is certainly a bit sad that your clothes were torn... but please, just be careful about that, okay?"

"Is that really the only problem?"

"For elves, mating outdoors isn't all that taboo... well, provided there are no witnesses, of course."

Elves are amazing. I'd love to see that.

"...Even so, the way Mr. Smyson loves so intensely and passionately was quite stimulating... ♪ I can certainly understand why the Azure Princess and Irina would be so enamored."

Far from being traumatized by being ravished, Christi was saying this with a perfectly normal smile.

This woman is also amazing.

"Christi has been married twice, you see. It's best to assume that's just how she is."

"Tw—twice?"

"With her competence and such beauty, there's no way someone hasn't tried to take her as a wife in her 400 years of life. ...Well, elven men, much like Sakura, tend to have high pride. They couldn't handle someone as perfect and magnanimous as Christi, so both marriages ended in divorce within a few years."

"Hey! Stop gossiping about people!"

"Heh heh heh. You, taking advantage of me being in the throes of pleasure, went and invited him yourself the second time, even though it wasn't even necessary. This is payback."

"But Mr. Smyson looked dissatisfied, so it's fine, isn't it!?"

They're playing around peacefully, but how am I supposed to send Christi home? This is a difficult problem.

"Please do come again anytime! ♪"

Despite being given such generous words, I ultimately ended up handing Irina her cloak and leaving the Sakura Clan Village.

"A-Anyway, she is a busy woman, so don't take her words at face value and go visiting her all the time, alright?"

"Before that, it's impossible for me to even enter the forest without you..."

"Mm. That is fine."

Irina nodded with a certain air of superiority.

Next...

"How about the Orange Clan? It's an interesting village with many skilled martial artists."

"Please spare me. Lady Irina, do you have a death wish, trying to bring a woman who just filled Gorcus's belly with semen to his village?"

"Ho ho ho ho ♪"

I'm definitely the one who poured it in, though. Why is Irina gloating in this situation?

In the end, we arrived at the Red Clan Village.

I've stayed here before and have been welcomed with consecutive days of banquets; it's a place I'm familiar with, second only to the Silver Clan, which I've used as a waypoint many times.

"Now then. As for the specialty of the Red Clan..."

"The food is delicious."

It feels a bit strange to say this right after eating premium one-horned horse ham from the Sakura Clan, but compared to the Silver Clan's cuisine—which uses that mysterious fruit in everything (it's delicious, but everything is sweet and sour, so you get tired of it)—the Red Clan's food is much closer to Trot's cuisine, which is a plus.

Even among clans in the same outer rim, there must be a difference between the reformers who actively adopt outside culture and the die-hard conservatives.

"That said, it's a bit much to go begging for food before the sun has even begun to set, right after that sandwich."

"True."

My stomach wasn't even growling yet.

"In that case, shall we go pay our respects to the new Clan Chief of the Red Clan?"

"The new Chief... Come to think of it, is Diel not the chief anymore?"

"Mm."

I think I saw him briefly once when I was commissioned for a monster territory exploration, but to be honest, I wasn't in any state to memorize faces. Ferios attacked me immediately after.

"I should try to remember. ...Come to think of it, I don't know the new Chief of the Silver Clan either."

"Well, you can figure that out eventually. If you're going to be coming in and out of the forest via Polka, you'll inevitably meet them."

"Yeah."

The two of us headed straight toward the former Diel mansion.

"It is not exactly our first meeting, but since this is the first time we are truly warming the bonds of our friendship, I look forward to working with you. I am Marc, the Chief of the Red Clan."

The new Chief of the Red Clan was an elf youth, somewhat short of stature.

He was perhaps five centimeters shorter than me. It was a bit rare, as elven men tend to be quite tall.

That was fine, but his use of honorifics was so sloppy it left a bitter taste in my mouth.

"N-Nice to meet you. I'm Andy Smythson, Decurion."

"I shall take a brief stroll through the territory. Since he is not well-acquainted with the forest, you see."

"U-Understood. A-Anyway, Lady Irina... no, I can just use your name now, since I'm a Chief too. Did you like that wood carving I sent the other day?"

"Before even the issue of names, learn proper grammar from someone, you fool," Irina interjected, looking displeased. Good, so even for an elf, that was inappropriate.

"B-But the only language I—!"

"What is a Chief to do if he cannot speak the languages of the world outside the forest? Even children in Gin can speak Trot, yet if this is the state of the Red Chief, I dread to think of the future. Also, I know not what that statue was, so I gave it to Gorkus."

"Waaaaah!"

I knew he wasn't great at academics, but isn't he being a bit too fragile, Marc-kun?

After obtaining permission to use the unicorns from Marc-kun (with Irina being half-forceful about it), we walked toward the ranch.

"That man, Marc, was born only a few years apart from me."

"That guy!?"

He was so easy to rattle that I had assumed he was much younger than me.

"He has been casting flirtatious glances my way for a long time."

"...Is that, um, that statue I sent you?"

"It appeared to be a horse or something, but to the Lumberjack Grizzly, it looked like the death throes of a Rock Golem."

"...He's clumsy."

"Gorkus named it 'The neighing of a holy beast rising from the very brink of death.'"

"...The 'holy beast on the brink of death' that Gorkus saw was that meat slime, right?"

In other words, Irina's point that she didn't really understand what was happening seemed correct.

"More importantly, is it really okay for the Red Clan to have a Chief who is so clumsy and has such... questionable language skills?"

"Despite that, his reputation for martial prowess is said to rival Diel's. They say he can handle something like a Rock Golem with just a single sword."

He wasn't considered all that terrifying around my circle, but a Rock Golem is the kind of monster that requires ten ordinary infantrymen to defeat.

In other words, despite his small stature, Marc-kun is apparently close to an Ace Knight. Well, Anzeros is small, too.

"Furthermore, his drive to revitalize the clan is second to none. That is precisely why Diel appointed him. Regardless of his clumsiness, those around him can manage. Right now, motivation is the most important thing."

"So you do value him to some extent."

"Only to a certain extent. His courtship tactics are quite chilling."

"...Even though he treats me all sorts of ways without a second thought."

"I-It is not without thought... A-And, you and I, w-we have good compatibility... and you are quite dependable at times."

Irina spoke while fidgeting, her face flushing red. She was cute.

I instinctively felt like hugging her. But, having already made a huge mistake with the Sakura Clan, I carefully scanned my surroundings...

...Wait. Several faces were peeking out from the shadows of a nearby thicket.

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

From behind a single tree, I saw black long ears, long black hair, beautiful red hair, and the brim of an old, worn hat.

I thought to myself, this feels like a fairy tale.

"Uh..."

"?"

As I hesitated, trying to find the right words in a cold tone, Irina turned to look at me.

She likely had the same expression on her face as I did.

"...What in the world are you all doing?"

"Diane-san, Lyra, Aurora. And Neia."

The four Symbols flinched.
Then, they stepped forward hesitantly.

"...I heard you were guiding Andy, Irina."

"That isn't the only thing, is it?"

Diane-san questioned with an awkward attempt to maintain her dignity, while Aurora asked with a bright smile that practically radiated suspicion.

"Ugh... W-well, I don't know what you're talking about, but I certainly haven't allowed Lord Smytson to face any hardships, have I?"

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

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

Diane-san and Aurora fell silent, wearing strange expressions. Ah, I don't really understand what's happening, but I can tell that something is being conveyed with quite the intensity.

"Hmph. Well then, I shall not ask what you were doing. However, where were you intending to go? My wings are far faster than any horse, you know!"

"N-no, well, since we were already here, we just thought we'd go see if we could find a Holy Beast or something."

"Ho, ho, ho. I see, I see."

Lyra nodded. Beside her, Neia offered a strained, polite smile.

"Um, Lyra-san. This has been bothering me for a little while, but what exactly do you mean by 'wings' and 'flying'... You're not talking about Maia-san, are you...?"

"There, there. My share might decrease a little, but it's fine to go all out once in a while. Come, ride, my dear Master."

Lyra abruptly stripped off her clothes.

Neia gasped in horror. The others, having grown accustomed to this, didn't react at all.

Then, a phantom shock resonated through my very brain.

Thud. A massive Black Dragon appeared at the edge of the Red Clan Estate.
"E-Eeeek!?"
Neia stumbled, her hat falling to the ground.
...Come to think of it, Neia doesn't know that Lyra is a dragon, does she?

"Get on. ...Well, I'll let it slide just for today. Don't go sneaking off ahead without us again, Irina. ...I was a little worried, you know."

"If I can spend my rare day off with my beloved Master... well, I suppose I shall balance the scales too! ♪"

"U-um, a drag... and that's black, and surely that's a Fire Dragon...!?"

"Enough talk. Are you getting on or not? I'll fly by picking you up."

"Eek!? U-um, yes, I'll get on! I'll get on!"

Irina and I were scooped up by Lyra's hand and carried onto her back.
...Sigh. I wasn't sure about this carefree vacation with just Irina at first, but seeing it like this, I feel a little bit of regret.
But still.

"Well, if the Red Clan's specialty is the Holy Beast Labyrinth... then Lord Smytson's 'specialty' must be this very liveliness."

"What kind of way is that to put it?"

"I don't dislike it! ♪"

I gripped one of the spikes on Lyra's back, and Irina clung to me as she held on.

"Let's go!"

Black wings beat against the sky.

(To be continued)

A tranquil green meadow, a refreshing breeze, atop a small hill's grassy bed.

While I continued the intense kiss with Aireina, feeling delightfully lightheaded, I ravaged Christy with just my lower half.
"Ngh, nghu… ha, Smayson… Lord…"

Even after being pulled and kissed forcefully, Aireina slowly relaxed her grip, kneeling to press herself against me, sucking eagerly.
"Th-That’s… Aireina…!?"

And while I was dumbfounded by Aireina’s "womanly expression," Christy writhed in agony at my brash thrusts—my saliva barely touching her.
"Hah… ah…"

Aireina tilted her head repeatedly, eagerly responding to the languid movements of my tongue.
The warm embrace of her vagina around my cock, the ticklish sensation of her thin tongue—both felt incredibly pleasurable.

"...I should have told you sooner, Christy… As you can see, I’ve given Smayson Lord… well, my body is entirely yours. It wouldn’t be strange if I were already carrying a child."

"Eh, ehh…!? No way… A-Are you still… so small?"

"Mmm… S-Small? It’s not that I’m small, just that my growth stopped a little early… If a human lives for 150 years, they’d have great-grandchildren by now!"

"A, as in, yeah, but… Ahhnnn!"

Christy was getting all flustered and noisy, so I intensified the rocking of my hips—previously just a gentle sway—and forcefully plunged deep into her.
I thrust roughly, almost poking her cervix with the tip of my cock, while using my tentacle-mouth to demand Aireina continue kissing me.

Aireina still tried to say something to Christy but prioritized kissing me, twining our tongues before again pressing her point.

"Th-That’s why… Y-You don’t need to open yourself up like that…"

"N-No, but your body is still… Kuh… Besides, what would happen if the Clan Chief himself defiled his own blood… Kuh, ahfu…!!"

"That’s something you’d have trouble with too… Mmm, churp… Mmmu."

"W-Well, I’m just a figurehead… And I’ve had my share of experience…"

"You two are both noisy."

I intensified the assault on the two who wouldn’t be silenced. Specifically, I reached around and shoved my middle fingers into both their buttholes.

"Hauaah!"

"A, wh—!?"

I realized as soon as I slipped my hand inside Aireina’s panties. The little minx was already soaked.
She seemed to be enjoying it much more than Christy, who was still trying to concentrate despite the intrusion.

…Yeah.
Well, there’s no need to hesitate. I’ll just do what feels good to me.

"Aireina."

"Fah…?"

Watching Aireina melt under the kiss and butthole assault, I forcefully pulled my cock from Christy’s vagina.
"Ahuun…!?"

Then, I pulled Aireina close, pulling down her panties as needed.
"...S-Smayson Lord…♪"

"You look like the more lewd one here."

"...Might be, just might be...♪"

Leaving Kristy behind, I thrust into Irene’s snatch from between her cheeks.
"Faaah...♪"

I pulled Irene close and began pounding into her while standing.
"Ahh...!"

Kristy watched in shock.
Her focus was torn between Irene’s youthful appearance and how easily she was being taken, or perhaps the fact that Irene didn’t seem distressed or repulsed—instead, she wore a look of pure, eager pleasure.

Well, whatever. It felt good.

"Irene... your cunt really is wickedly tight... so damn good..."

"It’s... it’s your fault... yours...♪"

"I don’t think I want to leave this spot ever again... I get why elves do what they do..."

"Eh? Elves? You’re the only one who knows what’s inside me, you know...♪"

"...Oh, right. That’s how it is."

Something felt a little mixed up in my head, but whatever. It felt good.

I pinned Irene against me and began thrusting wildly, holding her tight.
In the refreshing breeze, the beautiful scenery, the warm sunlight, and Kristy’s gaze...

I pressed my cockhead hard against Irene’s cervix and came.
"Ugh—haaaaaaah...♪"

I released a particularly ecstatic cry, and Irene collapsed in bliss.
I unloaded another load of cum into that vagina, which seemed to suck me in like some otherworldly creature.

"Hey, Irene."

"............♪"

I sighed at Irene’s slightly drunken state.

And then—
"Um... are you... not satisfied?"

Kristy asked, lightly clutching her exposed breasts.

I looked at Kristy and nodded with a fuzzy head.

"I-if so, then try me again..."

"...Ah."

Kristy lowered the arm that had been covering her chest, looking shy but with a hint of hopeful anticipation in her smile.

"You do look pretty lewd yourself right now."

"L-lewd... well, whatever..."

I pounced on Kristy again, who seemed eager this time. The vagina that hadn’t been wet at all before was now thoroughly slick.

"Uh, be gentle… Aaah!?"

Before she could say anything, I grabbed Christy’s waist and thrust into her from behind in one go.

Just moments ago, entering her was like navigating a treacherous cave—now, it slid in smoothly all the way to the depths.

"T-this is…"

"Her insides are slick with my and Aireena’s fluids."

"Aah…"

Christy’s shoulders trembled with pleasure.

"...Show me your body better."

On a whim, I grabbed her clothes and yanked them off. When they wouldn’t come loose, I just ripped them apart.

"Ah, wh—!?"

She’s got a good body. Not quite Sharon-level, but she’s got the right curves where it counts.

Her breasts are more maternal compared to Aireena’s, but still decent-sized—bigger than Aurora’s, at least.

The sight of her beautiful, supple naked form laid bare under the sun… it vaguely excited me.

"A body I want to fuck until she’s drenched in sweat."

"N-no way… Haaah… Aaah…!!"

I started thrusting.

…………

After a while, I suddenly questioned what I was doing.

The refreshing breeze, the warm sunlight, the scent of flowers—so far, so good.

But right before me is Christy, naked and exhausted after two forceful ejaculations, passively letting me ravage her. Her torn clothes are scattered around us.

And Aireena’s sprawled out half-naked, still coming down from what I just did to her.

The abandoned lunch and tea…

"...Huh?"

My blood ran cold.

Wait a minute—that’s way too messed up.

"U-uh… What the hell have I done…?!"

I frantically pulled out of Christy with a wet pop.

A mixture of frothy semen and her juices oozed out of her.

"Sm—Smason… Saaan… Ah, the tea’s already working… ♪"

Christy said in a dazed voice.

"The tea’s effect…!?"

"You’re, well, more of a victim here… Don’t worry about it."

Aireena leaned over and latched onto my half-hard cock.

Whether it was the tea’s effect or Aireena’s skill, my dick soon reached its peak.

I shot my load into Aireena’s mouth.

“…nggh…nn, ngk…”

Irina was desperately trying to swallow it. Even if she wanted to throw up.

“I am most apologetic. There is a wild herb called Kanetsuki Grass, native to the Northern Forest, and I used it as a slight flavoring for tea… but it has hallucinogenic properties to which the Human race has little resistance. Forgive me, I knew of it in theory, but the Sakura Clan rarely serves tea to Humans, so I neglected to check…”

Her clothes were now little more than rags, so she apologized to the naked Kristi with a look of deep regret.

“…N-no, that’s… well, you could say we’re both at fault, and this is clearly worse than rape… Besides, Irina, you could’ve just ‘fixed’ it with your ‘Poison Serpent Eyes,’ right?”

“…Hmm. Now that you mention it… Well, I could have simply kept violating you instead.”

“That’s not okay!?”

For now, Kristi offered a full apology.

“I am truly sorry, and while ‘please forgive me’ is one thing, please do—I’ll do anything, so don’t even think about turning me into some kind of… porca or whatever.”

“No, well, the sex itself isn’t really that big of a deal, you know? I was a bit caught up in it myself after so long, so we’re agreed on that front…”

“…Ah, um… okay then…”

Was this alright? Even if it erased the rape, stripping the clan representative bare and doing that to her outside was still pretty damn risky.

“Well, since Kristi says it’s fine, you should just let it go.”

“…I don’t know about that. Suddenly ripping someone’s clothes off and having an ao-kann is pretty out there…”

“U-um… Certainly, I am a little sad that my clothes were torn… but please, just be careful with that, okay?”

That’s all the problem was?

“Outdoor lovemaking isn’t such a taboo for Elves… well, assuming no one’s watching, of course.”

Elves are amazing. I’d love to see that.

“…Even so, Smayson-san’s intensely passionate lovemaking was quite stimulating…♪ I can understand why Sky-Blue Princess and Irina would get so carried away.”

Kristi wasn’t just fine with being violated—she was smiling as she said this.

This woman is amazing too.

“Kristi has been married twice before, you see. Well… you should think of her that way.”

“H-ha? Twice?”

“With her skills and such a lovely personality, there’s no way someone wouldn’t want to marry her after 400 years. …Well, Elves in general—especially the Sakura Clan—are often quite proud. Kristi was too accomplished and too generous for them to handle, so they broke up with her every few years.”

“Hey-hey! Don’t go gossiping about other people!”

“Kukuku. You took advantage of my climax to invite me again when you didn’t even need to. This is payback.”

“Smayson-san seemed dissatisfied, so it’s fine, right?”

They were playfully bickering, but how was he supposed to get Kristi home? A real conundrum.

“Please come visit anytime♪”

With those incredibly generous words, they eventually parted ways from the Sakura Clan Village after Irina handed her a cloak.

“Ah, she’s a busy woman, so don’t take that literally and start visiting all the time.”

“More importantly, I can’t even enter the forest without you…”

“Hmm. That will do.”

Irina nodded with an air of superiority.

Next…?

"Orange, how about that? It's an interesting clan village full of skilled warriors."

"Seriously, Gorlks, taking me to your place after I just filled you up with my seed is making me want to kill you, Lady Airena."

"Hehehehe!"

I definitely poured it in, but why is Airena gloating like this?

In the end, we arrived at the Red Clan Village. I've stayed there before and been lavishly entertained during consecutive feasts, and it's a familiar place for me after Silver, as a relay point. "So, what's Red Village famous for…?"

"Their food is good."

I just finished eating that top-notch unicorn ham from the Cherry Clan, so saying that here feels a bit much, but at least the food in Red Village is closer to Trott's cuisine than Silver's, which uses that mysterious fruit in everything (and while it's delicious, it gets boring because everything tastes sweet and sour). Even though they're both outer rim clans, there must be a difference between the reformist faction that actively adopts outside cultures and the conservative one.

"Still, going to ask for food before the sun even sets after that sandwich is a bit much, isn't it?"

"Yeah."

I'm not even hungry yet. "Then shall we pay a visit to Red's new clan leader to check in?"

"The new clan leader… wasn't Dier still in charge?"

"That's right."

I think I saw him once when we got a monster territory exploration request, but honestly, I didn't even remember his face. Feliros attacked him immediately. "Let's try to remember him… Speaking of which, I don't know Silver's new clan leader either."

"Well, you'll meet them eventually if you're going in and out of the forest with Polka." "Yeah."

The two of us head towards the former Dier residence.

"It's not our first meeting, but it is the first time we're properly fostering a relationship, so please treat me well. I am Mark, the clan leader of Red."

A slightly shorter elf youth is the new clan leader of Red. He's probably about five centimeters shorter than me. Elf men are usually tall, so that's a bit unusual. But he uses honorifics so sloppily it's making my stomach churn.

"Y-yes, I'm Andy Smisson, the decan." "I'll take a little stroll through your territory. He doesn't know the forest well, you see." "O-okay. B-but Airena… or should I just call you by your first name now that I'm clan leader? Did you like the wooden statue I sent over the other day?" "Before you start dropping honorifics, learn how to speak properly, you idiot."

Airena retorted with a frown. Good, so it was weird even for elves. "B-but I only know Elvish!" "How can a clan leader not be able to speak the language of the outside world? Even children in Silver speak Trott's tongue, what will become of Red's leader if this is how he is? And I don't know what that statue was so I gave it to Gorlks." "U-uuwaaaah!"

I understand he's not good at academics, but isn't Mark a little too weak?

We get permission from Mark (with Airena being somewhat forceful) to use the unicorn and walk towards the ranch.

"That man, Mark, is only a few years older than you."

"Huh?!"

I was so easily startled that I assumed he was younger than me.

"He's been hitting on me since way back."

"…So, that 'some kind of statue' he gave you?"

"It was probably a horse or something, but it looked like a Lumberjack Grizzly at the end, and like a Rock Golem when it was dying."

"…He’s clumsy."

"Golcus named it something like 'The Roar of a Holy Beast Rising from the Brink of Death' or whatever."

"…That death-brink holy beast Golcus saw was just meat slime, right?"

Irina's point—that it was all pretty vague—seemed spot on.

"Seriously, is it okay to have such a bumbling guy with weird speech as the clan leader, Red?"

"Even so, he’s said to be nearly as brave as Diel. And that he can take down a Rock Golem with just a sword."

Around me, they don’t seem that scared of him, but a Rock Golem is the kind of monster that requires ten regular foot soldiers to defeat.

So, Mark-kun is apparently almost an ace knight despite being small. Well, Anzeros is small too.

"Besides, he has more ambition than anyone else to strengthen the clan. That’s probably why Diel chose him. Even if he’s clumsy or whatever, the others can cover for him. Right now, ambition is what matters most."

"So you actually respect him somewhat?"

"Only somewhat. His advances are still creepy as hell."

"…He does all sorts of things to me without batting an eye."

"H-Hey! It’s not like that… and, well, we’re compatible… and sometimes you’re reliable!"

Irina said, her face turning red as she fidgeted. So cute.

I almost hugged her right there. But after the disaster with the Sakura Clan, I cautiously scanned my surroundings…

…Wait. Several faces are peeking out from the shadows of nearby trees.

"…………"

From behind a tree: black pointed ears, long black hair, beautiful red hair, the brim of an old hat.

It felt like something out of a fairy tale.

"Um—"

"?!"

As I hesitated in a cold voice about what to say next, Irina turned around too. Probably wearing the same expression as me.

"…What are you all doing?"

"Diaane, Lila, Aurora. And Neia."

The four symbols twitched slightly.

Then, they came out timidly.

"…Irina. I heard you were guiding Andy around."

"That’s not all, is it?"

Diane looked awkward, trying to maintain her dignity as Aurora asked with a bright smile that couldn’t hide her suspicion.

"U… well, I may not know what you’re talking about, but I’m sure Lord Smisson wouldn’t allow anything to hinder him, would he?"

"…………"

"…………"

Diane and Aurora fell silent, their faces strange. Ah, something’s definitely being conveyed with that much intensity. Something’s there.

"Ho ho ho. Now then, what you were doing is none of my business. But where were you trying to go? My wings are faster than any horse, you know?"

"N-no, I just came here, so I thought I’d visit one of the Holy Beasts."

"Hoho. I see, I see."

Lyla nodded. Neia, standing beside her with a forced smile, chimed in.

"Um, Lyla? I’ve been wondering for a while now—how do wings and flying even work…? Unless this is about Myia’s story again…"

"Good, good. It’ll cut into my share a bit, but it’s fine to splurge once in a while. Climb on, my beloved master."

Lyla threw off her clothes in a flash.

Neia gasped. The others barely reacted—they were used to it.

And then, a phantom shock resonated only in their minds.

Thump. A Black Dragon appeared at the edge of the Crimson Clan’s village.

"E-eh!?"

Neia stumbled and dropped her hat.

…Come to think of it, Neia didn’t know Lyla was a dragon.

"Get on. …Well, I’ll let it slide this once. No more sneaking off, Airena. …I was a little worried."

"If I can spend my rare vacation with my beloved master… well, I suppose I should make up for it♪"

"A-Are you sure? A black dragon… isn’t that a Fire Dragon…!?"

"Just get on. I’ll carry you."

"H-hey!? O-okay, okay, I’ll get on!"

Airena and I were hoisted onto Lyla’s hands and then onto her back.

…Haa. At first, I wasn’t sure about a carefree vacation just with Airena, but seeing it like this, I almost regret it.

But.

"Well, if the Crimson Clan’s specialty is the Holy Beast Labyrinth… then Lord Smisson’s 'specialty' is this lively atmosphere, isn’t it?"

"What kind of way to put it is that?"

"I don’t dislike it♪"

I reached for the thorns on Lyla’s back, and Airena clung to me like she was hugging me.

"Let’s go!"

Black wings beat through the sky.

(To be continued)

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)

A peaceful green meadow, in the refreshing breeze, on a small hillock with grass beds.

I felt a strangely light-hearted mood as I continued to kiss Ilena deeply while ravaging only her lower half, taking full control of Cristy.

"Ah, nngh... Hah, Smysdon... sama..."

Even though I pulled her head down and kissed her forcefully, Irina gradually relaxed, leaning into me with a slight bend in her back.

"S-Such... Ilena...!?"

And yet, while I was stunned by that "feminine expression" on Irena's face, Cristy writhed in pleasure under my rough, unaccompanied thrusts.

"Hah...!"

Irina tilted her head repeatedly, eagerly responding to the slow movements of my tongue.

The warm sensation of her vagina wrapping around my cock, and the faint tickle from her soft tongue, felt incredibly good.

"...I’m sorry for not explaining this earlier, Cristy... As you can see, I’ve already... well, allowed Smysdon-sama to... that is, I’ve given him everything. It wouldn’t be strange if I were already pregnant."

"Eh, eh!? No way... You’re still... so small..."

"Nngh... D-Don’t call me small! It’s just that my growth period stopped a bit early... After 150 years of life, it’s perfectly normal for humans to have great-grandchildren..."

"Ah, y-yeah... Ahhn!"

Since Cristy was being all noisy, I increased the intensity of my hips’ movements from a gentle sway to a more forceful thrust, pushing deeper into her inner depths.

At a depth almost touching her womb, I rhythmically thrust while kissing Irina through the suction of her lips, asking for more kisses.

Irina prioritized kissing me over trying to say something to Cristy, intertwining our tongues briefly before continuing her argument with her.

"Th-that’s why... Y-you don’t need to open yourself like that..."

"No, but still... Your body can’t possibly conceive a child... Ugh... And if the clan chief himself stains his blood, who knows what will happen... Ahh...!!"

"That goes for you too... Mmm, slurp... Mmmph..."

"I-I’m just a stand-in, after all... And I’ve had some experience..."

"You’re both being so annoying."

I didn’t let their refusal to stay silent intensify the pressure and instead increased my own, thrusting harder.

Specifically, I wrapped my hand around both of them and inserted my middle finger into their anuses.

"Ahhn♪"

[Ah, yah...!]

I put my hand inside Irina's panties and realized—she was already soaking wet.

She seemed much better than Kristy, who was still half-distracted even as she was being penetrated.

...Yeah.

Well, there’s no need to hesitate. I’ll just make it feel good for myself.

"Irina."

"Haah...!"

Staring at Irina, who was melting from the kiss and anal assault, I forcefully pulled my cock out of Kristy’s pussy.

"Aunh...!?"

Then, I pulled Irina closer and slid her panties down as far as they needed to go.

"...S-Smyth-sama...♪"

"You’re the one who looks like a pervert."

"...M-maybe...♪"

Leaving Christy behind, I inserted myself into Irina’s vagina from between her buttocks.

"Ahh...♪"

Holding Irina tightly as she let out an oddly happy voice, I began to thrust standing up, deep and hard.

"Ah, ahh..."

Christy was watching this with surprised eyes.

Was the focus of her surprise the fact that this seemingly young-looking Irina was being penetrated so easily, or the fact that she didn’t seem bothered at all, but rather wore an expression as if she’d been waiting for it?

Well, either way is fine. It feels good.

"Irina... Your pussy is really lewd, tight... and it feels amazing..."

"You, you’re the one who made me like this... only you...♪"

"Something’s making me not want to leave this place ever... I finally understand how the elves feel..."

"E-even the elves? You’re the only one who knows the inside of me...♪"

"...Ah, is that so?"

Somehow, it feels like things are getting mixed up, but whatever. It feels good, so I’ll let it be.

I kept Iriana firmly in my arms, holding her tightly and moving my hips however I pleased.

In the refreshing breeze, the beautiful scenery, the warm sunlight, and Chris’s gaze.

I pressed the tip of my penis firmly against Iriana’s cervix and ejaculated.

"Ugh, haaaaaah...♪"

Her voice trembled with particularly intense pleasure as Iriana also went limp.

I poured out my semen into her clenching, almost animalistic vagina.

"Hey, Iriana."

"…………♪"

I sighed at Iriana, who was still a bit out of it.

And then—

"A, um... a-aren’t you... satisfied?"

Kristi asked while lightly cupping her exposed chest.

I looked at Kristi and nodded with a dazed expression.

"If that’s the case, then I’ll..."

"...Ah."

Kristi lowered her arms from covering her chest and shyly, yet with a slightly hopeful smile, she spoke.

"You’re right. You do seem quite... lewd now."

"L-lewd... well, I guess it’s fine..."

I let out a wry laugh as Kristi seemed to be teasing me again.

This time, Kristi seemed fully into it from the start. Her vagina, which had been completely dry earlier, was now quite wet.

"Be gentle... Hyaah!?"

I grabbed Kristi’s waist and thrust into her from behind in one swift motion.

Earlier, it was difficult to insert deep into the narrow cave-like crevice, but now it slid in smoothly and easily.

"It’s… like this…"

"It’s all sticky from my cum and Irena’s juices."

"Ahh…"

Christie’s shoulders trembled with pleasure.

"...Show me more of your body."

Suddenly struck by an idea, I slowly pulled off her clothes. When I couldn’t pull them off, I tore them off and threw them aside.

"Ah, huh…!?"

She’s got a nice body. Not as good as Sharon’s, but where it counts, it’s firm and well-defined.

Her chest is more maternal than Irena’s but still decently sized. It feels bigger than Aurora’s, if that makes sense.

The overall graceful beauty of her body, exposed so vulnerably under the sunlight, was enough to stir me faintly.

"It’s a nice body… The kind you’d want to ravish until she’s drenched in sweat."

[Japanese]
"You're... such a... haaah... ah, ahh...!!"

I began to move my hips.

………….

After a while, I suddenly began to question what I was doing.

The fresh breeze, the gentle sunlight, the scent of flowers. So far, so good.

In front of me was Kristy, completely naked and utterly exhausted, being ravished after having endured two forced ejaculations. Her clothes lay scattered around her.

And there was Iriana, sprawled on her back with her ass half-exposed, still in the same state as when I had just finished with her.

The lunch and tea left untouched.

"...Huh?"

I felt all the color drain from my face.

Wait, hold on, this is bad. Really bad.

"Wha—what am I doing...!?"

I hurriedly pulled my cock out of Cristy, who had been holding it.

A mixture of foamy semen and love juices spilled out from inside her.

"Cyrus...san...ahh, the effect of the tea is already...♪"

Cristy spoke in a dazed voice.

"T-the effect of the tea...!?"

"You're... well, you're the victim... don’t worry about it."

As my half-aroused cock was slowly sucked from the side by Irina.

Whether it was the effect of that tea or Irina’s skill, I soon reached climax.

I sprayed my semen into Irina’s mouth.

"...Mmm... ngh, nngh..."

Irina desperately tried to swallow it. She didn’t have to.

"I’m sorry. There’s a wild plant called Kanetsuki grass, native to the northern forest, that I used as a slight flavoring in the tea... It has an hallucinogenic effect that humans aren’t very tolerant of. I knew about it intellectually, but since the Sakura clan rarely serves tea to humans, I forgot to check for it..."

The clothes had almost completely worn out, and I was apologized to by Christy with a look of remorse for being naked.

"...N-no, well, it’s kind of mutual or something... The rape was clearly worse anyway... Wait, Irina, couldn’t you do something about it with that 'Poison Snake’s Eye' thing or whatever?"

"...Hmm. Now that you mention it... Well, I could’ve just kept going at you instead."

"Stop it! That’s not an option!"

For now, I apologized profusely to Christy.

"I’m really sorry, and yes, I know 'please forgive me' is a bit much, but please forgive me, I’ll do anything you want... Like, maybe I could do something with Polka or whatever, seriously, seriously."

"No, well, the fact that we did it at all isn’t really an issue... It’s been a while for me too, so I got a bit carried away. Let’s just consider that part agreed upon..."

"...Ah, um..."

Was that really okay? Even if the rape was forgiven, doing something like this with the head of a clan outside was still pretty dangerous.

"Well, Christy says it’s fine, so let’s leave it at that."

"...Are you sure? I feel like this sudden outdoor sex thing is pretty out there, though..."

"U-um... Well, it’s a bit sad that my clothes got torn, but... Please be careful about that, okay?"

That’s all you need to do, isn’t it? The problem is solved.

“Outdoor intimacy isn’t really that taboo for elves… though it does assume no one’s around.”

Elves are amazing. I’d love to see that.

“…Still, Smison-san’s passionate and intense way of loving was quite stimulating…♪ It’s no wonder the sky-blue princess and Irina were so captivated.”

Christie doesn’t seem at all bothered by being violated—instead, she’s smiling and saying such things.

This person is incredible too.

“Christie’s been divorced twice, you know. Well… I’d say it’s best to think of her that way.”

“D-divorced twice?”

“She’s good at her job and has such a refined demeanor—of course someone would want to marry her after 400 years. …Though, not just for cherry blossoms, but many elves are quite proud. She was too much to handle for them, and they split up within a few years both times.”

“Hey, hey! Don’t go gossiping about people like that!”

“Kukuku. You, thinking you could get away with it because I was already there… you even initiated the second time, didn’t you? Just as a bit of payback.”

“It’s fine if Smison-san seemed dissatisfied.”

We’re all playing peacefully, but how are we supposed to send Christie back? That’s a tough question.

"Please come anytime again, okay? ♪"

With her very generous words, I ended up giving Irina my mantle and left the cherry blossom clan village.

"Ah, well, she’s a busy woman, so don’t take it at face value and visit too often, alright?"

"Before that, I won’t even be able to enter the forest without you…"

"Mhm. That’s fine."

Irina nodded arrogantly for some reason.

Next…

"How about the orange clan? It’s a fun and lively village with many skilled martial artists."

"Please spare me, taking Christie there after already filling me up with your semen. Do I look like I want to kill you, Irina-sama?"

"Hoho hoho♪"

It was definitely me who filled her up, but why does Irina look so triumphant in this situation?

In the end, what arrived was the Red Clan’s manor.

I’ve stayed there before and been warmly welcomed during multi-day feasts, so it’s a familiar place for me, second only to Silver as a stopover point.

“Now then. When it comes to Red’s specialties…”

“The food is delicious.”

It feels a bit odd to say this after just eating the finest corner-cut ham from the Sakura Clan, but compared to Silver’s cuisine (which is good, but uses that mysterious fruit in everything, making it all too sweet and sour), Red’s manor’s cooking is much closer to Trot’s and better.

Even though they’re both peripheral clans, there must be a difference between the reformists who actively embrace outside cultures and the conservatives who stick to tradition.

“Still, going back to ask for food while the sun hasn’t even started to set after that sandwich feels a bit much.”

“Yeah, it does.”

My stomach still isn’t growling.

“Well then, maybe I’ll go check on Red’s new clan leader to see how they’re doing.”

“The new clan leader…? Come to think of it, Dier isn’t in charge anymore, is he?”

“Yes.”

Once, when I was asked to explore the monster territory, I think I saw it briefly. Honestly, I wasn’t even paying attention to remember anyone’s face. Feliros immediately lunged at me.

"I’ll try to remember… Oh, right, I don’t even know the new silver clan chief."

"Well, we can leave that for later. If we’re going in and out of the forest through Polka, we’ll probably end up meeting him anyway."

"Yeah."

The two of us headed off to the former Dier mansion.

"It’s not our first time meeting, but this is the first time we’ve had a proper chance to get to know each other. I’m Marc, the new red clan chief."

The new red clan chief was a slightly shorter elf youth.

He’s probably about five centimeters shorter than me. Elves are usually tall, so this is a bit unusual.

That aside, he’s the kind of guy who uses casual speech way too much and it’s annoying.

"Nice to meet you. I’m Andy Smithson, the captain of the tenth."

"I’d like to take a little stroll around the territory. He says he doesn’t know the forest well, after all."

"Yes, understood. Anyway, Lady Irene… No, just call me Marc now that I’m the clan chief. Did you like the wooden statue I sent you the other day?"

"Before you can even use someone’s first name without honorifics, learn proper speech from someone, you fool."

Irina interjected with a displeased tone. Good, so it really was true that elves were like that.

"I-I only know Elvish!"

"A clan leader who can’t even speak the language outside the forest? What’s the point? Even children in Silver speak Trot’s tongue, and yet the Red Chief here is hopeless. Oh, and as for that statue, I don’t know what it is, so I gave it to Gorkus."

"Waaah!"

I get that he’s not good at studies, but isn’t this a bit too much even for you, Mark-kun?

After forcibly (and half-heartedly) obtaining permission from Mark-kun to use a horse from the stables, we headed toward the pasture.

"That man Mark is just a few years older than me."

"Really!?"

He’s so fragile that I thought he was younger than me.

"He’s always been trying to get close to me, you know."

"...And that’s the statue you say was given to you?"

It appeared to be either a horse or something similar, but it also resembled a Lamborghini Grizzly and the death throes of a stone doll.

"...He’s clumsy."

"Gorkus named it 'the roar of a sacred beast on the brink of death,' or something like that."

"...That sacred beast on the brink of death Gorkus saw must’ve been that meat slime, right?"

In other words, Irena’s point about not understanding was probably correct.

"Or rather, is it really okay to appoint someone as clumsy and word-choice-challenged as him as the clan chief? Red."

"Though he’s said to be on par with Dier in terms of bravery. He can take down a stone doll with just one sword, they say."

Around me, he’s not feared much, but a stone doll is a monster that requires ten regular soldiers to take down.

So, despite being short, it seems Mark-kun is practically on par with Ace Night. Well, Anzlos is small too.

"And when it comes to motivating the clan, no one can match him. That’s probably why Dier appointed him. Even if he’s a bit clumsy, others can make up for it. Right now, motivation is what matters most."

"He’s at least somewhat respected."

"But only somewhat. His affection is something else entirely."

"...You’re fine with doing all sorts of things to me, but..."

"I-I’m not fine with it... And besides, you and I, um, get along well... and sometimes you’re even reliable, aren’t you?"

Irina said this while fidgeting and blushing. She’s so cute.

I almost felt like hugging her. But after the disastrous incident with the cherry blossom clan, I had to be careful and look around...

...Wait. There are several faces peeking out from behind the trees nearby.

"…………"

From behind a tree, I could see a pair of long ears, long black hair, beautiful red hair, and an old-fashioned hat with a wide brim.

It felt like something straight out of a fairy tale.

"Um..."

"?"

As I hesitated in my cold voice, wondering what to say, Irina also turned around.

She probably had the same expression as me.

"...What are you all doing?"

"Deiane-san, Lyla, Aurora. And Neia."

The four symbols twitched slightly.

Then, they hesitantly stepped forward.

"...Irina. I heard you were guiding Andy, but..."

"That’s not all, is it?"

Deiane-san, trying to maintain her dignity despite the awkward situation, and Aurora, smiling sweetly while showing her full distrust, asked the question.

"Well... uh, I don’t know what you’re talking about, but I wouldn’t let Smaysdon suffer any inconvenience, would I?"

"…………"

"…………"

Deiane-san and Aurora fell silent with strange expressions. Ah, I don’t really understand what’s going on, but whatever it is, it seems to be conveyed with a force that makes me uneasy. Something is definitely happening.

"Ho. Now then, I won’t ask what you were doing. But where were you planning to go? My wings are faster than any horse, you know?"

"I-I was just thinking, since I’m here anyway, maybe I’d go meet a holy beast or something."

"Hoho. I see, I see."

Lyla nodded, while Neia, standing beside her, gave a polite smile.

"Um, Lyla-san. I’ve had this question for a while now, but what about wings and flying… It’s not related to Mia-san’s story, is it…?"

"Good, good. My share will be slightly reduced, but it’s fine to go all out once in a while. Come on, my master."

Lyla suddenly stripped off her clothes.

Neia was taken aback, while the others were used to it and didn’t react.

And then, an illusion shockwave reverberated only in her mind.

With a rumble, a black dragon appeared at the edge of the red clan’s territory.

"Wh-what!?"

Neia stumbled and dropped her hat.

…Come to think of it, Neia didn’t know Lyla was a dragon.

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“Let’s ride. …Well, I’ll be lenient today. Don’t sneak around again, Iriana.”

“If I can spend this rare holiday with my beloved master… then, well, I’ll make it work♪”

“W-wait, the dragon… it’s black, right? A black wyvern…!?”

“Just ride already. I’ll carry you on my back.”

Iriana and I were placed on Lyla’s back and carried away.

…Sigh. Though at first I wondered if a solo holiday with Iriana would be a bit too much, now that I think about it, it feels a little bittersweet.

But.

“Well, if the Red’s famous attraction is the Divine Beast Labyrinth… then Lord Smaison’s ‘famous’ attraction must be this lively atmosphere.”

“How do you even say that?”

“I don’t dislike it♪”

*I placed my hand on one of Lyla’s spines, and Iriana clung to me as if hugging me.

"Let’s go!"

Black wings cut through the sky.

(To be continued)