It’s interesting.
When I took off the coat I was wearing, I saw a beautiful woman in a swimsuit, a beautiful girl!!
I’ve been had. My heart raced at the unexpected sight. Let me explain, so listen up!
Priscilla. A daring micro-bikini, a tiny black delta that seemed to melt into Priscilla’s tanned skin. It barely managed to cover her ample chest. Her long legs, stretching from her toned waist, oh, I want to lick them.
Christine. A floral halterneck bikini with a pareo, exuding elegance. Her figure, not inferior to a nine-head model, and her golden-white hair made her beauty seem divine. Oh, I want to push her down.
Sophia. A blue bubble-dot pants-style bikini. Still a bit shy, so she’s wearing pants, huh? However, these are items that bring out her active charm. It’s even better how they emphasize her chest. Oh, I want to take it off.
Alana. A dark blue sports type. I want to wipe her wet cat-like fur that extends from her limbs. She has a boyish figure, but her small chest seems to be crushed. Oh, I want to let her out.
Rufina. A black monokini. The back appears bare, but the front connects all the way down from her neck. It has a large vertical opening to expose her navel, exuding sexiness, but perhaps it’s a bit of a stretch for her physique. Oh, I want to reach in from the side.
Orietta. White school swimsuit. I can only say it suits her. Her sparkling eyes showing her youth are great! Oh, I want to play with her.
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…
…I lost consciousness. What was I doing…
“I can’t wear this!”
Priscilla throws off her coat. She looks better without it.
“It’s an inner layer for combat clothes~. Ori-chan is wearing one~.”
Since when was Orietta wearing it? You should have shown me sooner… You could have told me. But an inner layer? No way. She probably read my memory of putting on a swimsuit under my clothes and jumping in to swim, but her memory reading is a bit rough.
“Priscilla, it looks great. It suits you very well.”
I’m already more embarrassed just looking. But I’ll look! If Priscilla genuinely dislikes it, this will be the last time I see it, so I’ll look!
But it’s a waste, isn’t it, to only see it here? Orietta called it an inner layer, but she’s using it differently. There’s no way this can be an inner layer.
Besides, if it’s a swimsuit, it should be for the sea or a pool. In this world, playing in the water means rivers, lakes, or magic. None of those feel right. It has to be the sea for a swimsuit. A blue sky, a scorching sandy beach, a clear sea. A cold beer with beauties in swimsuits. Curry without toppings and a slimy shower room.
That’s it! Let’s go to the sea. The Demon Lord and the demons don’t matter. I want to go to the sea. I want to play in the sea. I want to fool around with girls in swimsuits.
“That’s probably not an inner layer, but a swimsuit. It’s clothes you wear when playing in the water.”
“Ori-chan is wearing it~.”
It’s fine, Orietta. It would be difficult to wear a gothic lolita dress inside your armor, wouldn’t it? It’s fine, Orietta is in a white school swimsuit.
“What are you grinning about, you bastard?”
This is bad. Was I making a perverted face? It’s impossible not to grin in this situation. This is truly a moment of bliss. I’m glad I became a captain…
“Guh!”
Priscilla’s body blow pierces my diaphragm. My untrained abs make me drop to my knees, unable to breathe.
“Priscilla, that’s too much. Captain, are you alright?”
Sophia, who rushed over with concern, her ample chest right before my eyes. I want to fall into her embrace. I should fall. I must fall.
I collapsed powerlessly, towards Sophia’s chest. Her chest, which I thought might bounce, was soft and enveloped me.
“You really are a rotten captain.”
The moment I heard this, I knew what would happen. Please don’t blame me for not being able to move even though I knew.
I sank into the mat. Like a kickboxer. The floor tasted like wood, but before that, sinking into Sophia’s chest was happiness. I…
I slept until morning and had a very good dream. A dream of the White Lily Corps members in swimsuits…
…It wasn’t a dream. I’ll regret thinking the Demon Lord and demons didn’t matter, but when I recall those swimsuits… Ah…
I crawled off the floor… Did no one help me up… I headed to a fellow member’s room.
When I opened the door, Priscilla, Christine, and Sophia were there. I mistook the room. As I quietly tried to close the door, the Demon Lord Priscilla stopped me.
“Captain, come in. Don’t be shy.”
I want to be shy. I don’t want to enter. My headache from the bump is still painful.
“Am I intruding?”
“What are you talking about? We were just about to have breakfast. I’ll go when the others arrive.”
Were you going to leave me on the floor and go eat breakfast without me if I hadn’t come to your room?
I was forced to join a girls’ gathering until Alana and the others arrived, and we had a fun time, occasionally sharing stories that pierced the heart. Just as the conversation was about to become a story that would crack my fragile heart, everyone else arrived. There’s nothing harsher than participating in a girls’ gathering where men are not seen as men.
When we went for breakfast, there were many other guests, adventurers. These were the adventurers driven out from the north of Koatotemites. Among them were the White Rose Brigade. I didn’t know we were at the same inn, but I hope they don’t get involved in any strange way.
We ended up eating together, and Rhys from the White Rose Brigade sat next to me. When I asked him about future plans, he said the White Rose Brigade would continue collecting magic stones in Koatotemites.
It seems the other adventurers are the same; they will continue the work of defeating monsters and collecting magic stones. An invasion like this one probably won’t happen again, but there are still many Orcs and Trolls in the Sandrine Great Forest that can’t be taken lightly.
“What about the White Lily Corps?”
As I listened to Rhys’s voice, I was convinced that Rhys would look good in a bikini. I want to go to the sea. I want to play in the sea. There’s one person who probably won’t agree to follow me if I say that. I have to somehow convince her and get her to come.
“We’re thinking of going to the Keibeck Kingdom.”
“Wait a minute, Captain. Weren’t we going to Rothfar or Harm?”
I felt a slight tension as Rhys, who had been placing his hand on my thigh, spoke. I wonder if he thought we would continue adventuring in Koatotemites.
I have something to do. Beauties in swimsuits… Defeat the Demon Lord, and live a happy life for the rest of my days. I can’t stay in Koatotemites.
“Yes. That was the plan, but we heard that Rothfar is rearming. We’re going to Keibeck because we don’t know who Rothfar’s opponent is.”
“What kind of logic is that?”
“If Rothfar’s opponent is Keibeck, it would be problematic. Ashtal Empire and Keibeck are on good terms, so if Keibeck asks Ashtal for reinforcements, as an Asht Empire baron, I’d have no choice but to side with either Keibeck or Ashtal.”
The best-case scenario is if Rothfar’s opponent is a monster from the Sandrine Great Forest, then there’s no problem. I can go to help Rothfar and for money. If it’s Keibeck, there’s a high chance the Empire will get involved.
If we make a contract with Rothfar first, and the Empire gets involved, we might have to cancel the contract and even pay a penalty. Considering that, it’s safer to wait until Rothfar’s destination is clear.
“That’s a troublesome logic. It’s not good to become a baron.”
The biggest problem lies elsewhere. East of the Rothfar Kingdom is a mountain range, south is the Empire, north is the Kingdom of Harmonia, and west is the Keibeck Kingdom. If we aim for the sea, we can only aim for north of Harmonia or west of Keibeck.
North of Harmonia is Nordland, a land of monsters. I don’t think I’d be in the mood to fool around on the beach there, so we’ll aim for the sea of Keibeck to the northwest.
Further north, closer to the sea. Definitely to the sea.
I will definitely go to the sea, taking the White Lily Corps with me. The Demon Lord and the demons don’t matter. Why not play together? It’s more fun to play with girls than to fight a war.
