There are two more left. What shall I do with them? “Heeheeheehee!” I’m making a wicked face.
When I returned to the camp carrying Orietta, Rufina glared at me. I wish she’d look at me with a little more kindness. She’s so cute.
“They’re coming,” Rufina said.
That way of speaking. And that black coat. She should try to be a little more stylish. She’s like that because she only associates with Zombies. I’ll teach her that people are better, using my body. No, by putting my body on the line.
From my past life, I was somewhat on guard, but Rufina, as if mocking me, began to undress herself, removing her robe.
“Make me undress you!” I thought, but she had already undressed before I could say it. Rufina, completely naked, clearly doesn’t understand the male heart. Of course, one could say it saved me the trouble, but I personally recommend undressing as a form of communication.
Needless to say, Rufina is a beautiful girl. Her fair skin and delicate features sometimes show a childish side, but she is a full-fledged adult. Therefore, there’s no problem pushing her down…
“Heh heh, they’re coming,” Rufina said.
If it weren’t for her way of speaking and her attire, she could be on television. They say Heaven doesn’t give two gifts, but I wish it would give her a bonus. The next time I meet that God, I’ll ask.
I was invited, so I went. Her beautiful skin was very cold. I wanted to exclaim, “Hypothermia!?” At least, let me give her my warmth. With a thousand-armed Kannon technique, I quickly warmed her body, and it turned a faint pink. Not bad, not bad at all. Moist love juices flowed from her private parts. I want to take my time when I have time. Let’s go to heaven together, a world free from life-threatening situations and torture devices. I laid Rufina down and slowly inserted my petty knife.
“How dare you stab me with such a crude thing!”
“What do you mean by ‘stab’? And the real show is about to begin.”
“You’re not the only one who can stab.”
Rufina’s knife plunged into my side. When did she even pull it out!? Is she a magician!? She actually stabbed me. I let my guard down… This isn’t the first time I’ve been stabbed, but I just happened to admire Rufina’s body.
“I’ll make you my zombie.”
“With a knife like that, you won’t die unless you stab me ten times.”
Just kidding. It hurts. I’m going to die.
“Then I’ll stab you until you die.”
Before I could pull the knife from my side and stab her with force, Godspeed Chain Gun! One second of rapid fire! That was more than enough time to make Rufina pass out.
I resisted the urge to write “Idiot” on the face of the unconscious Rufina with a marker and carried her back to the camp. Sophia approached me with a worried expression.
“Are you alright? Shall I heal you?”
“Please do. It hurts more than I thought.”
Sophia gently touched the wound and chanted a spell, healing me. As expected, Sophia is so kind.
“Sophia, what about you? The wartime regulations and all.”
“I’m fine. I didn’t do anything this time.”
“That’s not true. Backup is an important job. We can only go forward because there’s a safe place to return to.” I want to believe that. Last time? My previous life? In this world, when I waited in the carriage, everyone who returned showed me a smile. This time, I’ll go forward too. I think I have the strength to do so. I understand Sophia’s feelings. Trivial talk. A moonlit night. The excitement of battle. Tender moments. Sophia and I connected naturally. I’m lying. I’m sorry. We talked about everyone’s battles from my past life, of course, changing their names and adding exciting embellishments to make it more engaging. I know Sophia, being a member of the White Lily Corps, likes blood. In the end, she took my hand and led me into the forest.
“Is it okay? You don’t have to push yourself…”
“It’s fine. Everyone seemed to have been helped by you… I want to… do it myself…” Sophia’s mouth took my petty knife and made loud slurping sounds. Sitting on a stone, looking down at Sophia and up at the beautiful moon in the forest… Huh! This feels so good! This much!? Sophia had done this for me a few times before, but was it ever this good!? Oh no… I’m already… “Ugh…” “Thank you for the meal. That was intense. I’m a little dizzy.” Hearing that makes me a little embarrassed. Still, to finish this so quickly, have I become less restrained? “Now it’s Mikael’s turn.” She lowered her panties and pulled up her robe and skirt, turning her behind towards me. This is also strange, it’s a bit different from my previous life. Sophia’s attire was similar to that of a priest, so tightly fastened that I didn’t know where to start undressing her, but now it’s a skirt!?
However, since my slime has transformed into a steel petty knife, I should thrust it in, right? I don’t like being passively dominated. I had Sophia place her hands on the tree and gently thrust into her from behind. Sophia’s body enveloped me warmly, as if matching me, and her tightness was quite something. It’s not like the feeling of being twisted by Priscilla. I orgasmed again, and Sophia seemed satisfied. With this, all the work is done. The only thing left is whether I can join.
“Please do more.”
Is this overtime? But with Sophia, it’s fine. I’ll gladly work overtime. I don’t need overtime pay. I made Sophia stand and inserted myself from behind again. I orgasmed again, and Sophia sat down, looking satisfied. With this, all the work is done. The only thing left is whether I can join.
“Please do more.”
Overtime on top of overtime, maybe an all-nighter? But with Sophia, it’s fine. I’ll gladly stay up all night. I don’t need a midnight snack either. I made Sophia lie down, removed her complex clothing, and inserted myself while performing the thousand-armed Kannon. I orgasmed yet again, but Sophia was smiling, looking satisfied. With this, all the work is done. The only thing left is whether I can join.
“Please do more.”
…Hey! Isn’t this too different from my previous life! I never knew Sophia was like this! If you want it that badly, I’ll give it to you! My Godspeed Chain Gun that even defeated Lycanthropes! It would be overkill to fire for three seconds, which even Christine couldn’t withstand, so I’ll do one second. This is still amazing. Godspeed! Chain Gun! One-second burst!
“Ah, ahhh…”
Did it work! The Chain Gun itself is a weapon for Lycanthropes, not something to be fired at humans. Even Christine looked like she was about to die. One second should be enough…
“Amazing, amazing… More, more…”
Can it withstand the Godspeed Chain Gun! I increased the time by one second at a time, and Sophia endured up to ten seconds before losing consciousness. I was completely spent, but Sophia also lost consciousness, looking satisfied. With this, all the work is done. The only thing left is whether I can join. …Please just sleep now.
“Rufina, did you probe his memories?”
“I probed them, but I didn’t understand much.”
“What do you mean?”
“His name is Mikael Sin. He came from the neighboring village, but he’s not a resident and seems to be traveling. His original location is unknown. He also seemed to know about the White Lily Corps.”
“We’ve become quite famous. So, is he an enemy?”
“He is not an enemy. He is either an ally or someone who has favorable feelings towards the White Lily Corps.”
“…Isn’t it because you slept with him?”
“This is the result of investigating after Priscilla was with a Lycanthrope, and after I stabbed him.”
“You stabbed him again!? Enough with making Zombies already. But if he has favorable feelings even after you stabbed him, he’s not an enemy.”
“Even after the Lycanthrope incident.”
“Leave it! What do you think, Sophia?”
“If the Captain thinks so, I think it’s fine. He was delicious, too…”
“I’m fine with it too.”
“As expected of Five Minutes. You went down like a light.”
“Ahhh, that’s harsh! I need Enough time!”
“For now, your nickname is ‘Five Minutes.’ Christine, what about you?”
“…I want him.”
“I see. And Orietta… is she still going!? She’s fine. Rufina, besides making her a zombie, what do you think of him?”
“I want to make her a zombie someday.”
“Okay, it’s unanimous. Let’s take him with us.”
“Captain, what about you?”
“I’m very satisfied. Not many men can embrace a Lycanthrope. Perhaps we’ve found a good catch. Wake him up, prepare to depart.”
Apparently, this conversation took place while I was sleeping. Well, being a popular man is tough. It will continue to be tough thinking about the future.
“Oh, you’re awake, you stamina king. From today on, you’re the Captain. You can read and write, right? Being a Captain is easy. It’s mostly about negotiation.”
“Me, the Captain? Suddenly…”
“Do you think we’d let him go after all that? He’s a good man, and it’s been a while. I’m going to enjoy myself.”
I would expect that line to come from a tough-looking man, but it’s scary how well it suits Priscilla.
“It’s a corps, after all. There are rules. As long as you follow them, you’ll be fine.”
Was it my imagination, or did “be fine” sound like “do it”? I have become the Captain. The Captain of this strongest mercenary corps. I will fight too. Using the cheat from God. I will fight at night too. Using the cheat from God. Towards the interesting ending that God desires.
