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Life in Another World Isn’t Easy – Chapter 243

“That’s no good.”

A sword wound piercing my stomach. Small Meteor Strike bullet wounds piercing my knees. It seemed Nicole was overwhelmed.

“No good… is it?”

Left to rot until we finally reached the campsite. Nicole, a Water Element Mage from the former White Rose Brigade, finally examined me. She was skilled but could also use healing magic. Perhaps her fair skin and lustrous complexion were due to her ability to manipulate water.

I was receiving treatment inside a tent, a tent so enormous it could host a small conference, reserved for me, the Hero. It had a table and chairs large enough for that meeting, and even a private bath at the back. Being a Hero certainly had its perks. However, the noren curtain hanging at the tent’s entrance, emblazoned with the hiragana character “yu” instead of the kanji “勇” (Hero), was a curious detail.

“My magic can only partially heal these wounds; they are too severe to be fixed completely. If I were to heal them perfectly with my current strength alone, I believe there would be lasting after-effects.”

Normally, Sophia could heal even those on the brink of death with ease, so I hadn’t given it much thought. But magic systems are indeed complex.

There was that time Priscilla reattached a young man’s severed arm. Sophia had reattached it backward. “It’s fine if it’s cut off and reattached once,” she had said then. Was this situation similar?

Regardless, I needed to be healed now. We were scheduled to attack Schreiaschwald tomorrow. A Hero unable to fight would have no excuse even if they were fired.

“As long as I can move, that will be sufficient. Please, proceed.”

I’d check later if I could still perform Godspeed once I recovered. I got undressed and lay down on the bed… still wearing my underwear, of course!

Alana placed her hand on the wound inflicted by her dagger and began chanting. I felt a faint warmth, and the pain began to recede. Lying face down, she placed her hands on my back as well. It was a little ticklish, but I could feel the pain subsiding.

“Magic truly is amazing. The pain is gone now.”

“Please consider it only gone. If you move too much, the wounds will reopen.”

Tomorrow, I’d have to avoid overexertion and let Priscilla do the heavy lifting. I’d stay back and direct. Nicole then moved on to my stomach wound, and quickly examined my right knee.

“This one is difficult. The bone is shattered and embedded in the muscle, and more importantly, there’s a hole…”

Considering it was a direct hit from Meteor Strike, even if it was a small one, it was remarkable that this was the extent of the damage. Perhaps it was because Sophia had exerted so much magic beforehand that she had fallen ill.

Well, at least it was better than floating in the air and firing lasers. It was divine. That felt closer to a god than anything, a ferocious god…

“How much can you heal?”

“Enough to walk with a cane, perhaps…”

Is this the end of my athletic career… No, I won’t be discouraged! I will stand in the National Stadium! I promised to bring my manager.

“Please do it!”

“…Understood…”

“Gnnngh!”

“W-what’s wrong!?”

“What’s wrong…? You just put your finger into the wound!”

“Yes. I need to remove the broken bone fragments…”

“…An anesthetic?”

“None.”

“…Any strong liquor?”

“Doesn’t seem to be any available…”

I don’t have the fortitude to endure that! I truly understand Sophia’s greatness. Or could it be that healing-specialist mages can heal without causing pain?

“…Do you have kindness?”

“I do…”

Nicole leaned her face towards mine and gave me a gentle kiss before plunging her finger into the wound.

“Kyaaah!”

“Are you alright?”

I’m not alright! I’m not alright, which is why I’m getting treated, but is it really okay to put your finger in a wound? What about tetanus? Infections? My dream of standing in the National Stadium?

“P-please continue. I’m fine!”

It wasn’t a kiss. This time, she kissed me again while inserting her finger into the wound, but I couldn’t scream! I couldn’t clench my teeth, so I grabbed onto something to endure the pain. I gripped the gentle swellings just below and in front of my eyes, enduring the agony.

“You mustn’t…”

I wouldn’t dare to grab it with all my might. Relaxing my body, I gently massaged it, and in less than five minutes, I lost consciousness from the pain.

When I awoke, the pain was gone, and I felt a gentle warmth. Fainting was embarrassing, but the pain was real. I was proud of myself for enduring it without anesthetic. I felt like I deserved a reward, and indeed, I was receiving one.

“Haaahhh… aahhh…!”

No, perhaps I was “giving” rather than “receiving.” Or maybe I hadn’t given it yet? I’d give it soon, some white milk chocolate… No!

“W-what are you doing, Nicole!?”

I didn’t need to ask; I could tell by looking. She had slid down my underwear and was rhythmically thrusting her engorged flesh in and out…

“Aaahhh… Hero’s… haaah… flowing magic… kkyah… so… akku, aah… so biiig… hawaaah…”

It seemed my partner had condensed without me realizing it. This didn’t happen when Sophia healed me. Was it because a different person was channeling magic?

I wanted to punch my unprincipled partner, but I couldn’t find the right moment with Nicole currently inside it. For now, I just needed to escape this situation. I’d scold my partner later.

“Hiaa… yaaaah!”

Gripping Nicole’s shoulders, I thrust my partner in all at once. Shifting our positions, I pushed Nicole onto the bed and climbed on top. Now I could withdraw at any time.

“Ahihh… aahhh… an… aah…”

As I withdrew my partner, it defied my will and plunged into Nicole’s hidden depths. Refusing to be defeated, I pulled it out again, but my partner was equally resolute and impaled itself deep within, as if to gouge.

“Stop… so deep… aah…”

See, I told you to stop, partner. Nicole’s body arched backward, trembling subtly! Being a gentleman, I couldn’t do more and thrust it in all at once.

Are you defying me again?! Even after all these years, I can’t forgive this. If that’s the case, I’ll continue until one of us gives out.

“Ah… nnhfu… haa… nnh…”

I will not lose. My partner, thrusting out with Godspeed, immediately went back in and then swelled as if to prevent itself from being withdrawn, like an arrowhead.

This will fill the entire vaginal canal. My partner is desperately trying not to be withdrawn. But a chance has come. Now that it’s so wet, it’s sloshing, I should be able to withdraw!

The battle between me and my partner intensified with Nicole as the stage, but it ended surprisingly anticlimactically with me collapsing from my right knee, ejaculating white milk chocolate deep inside.

“Nicole!”

“Ah… aah… aaaah…”

Even though I did it, I have to admit, no matter how cute a woman is, one with rolled-back eyes is frightening. Godspeed truly is amazing. From now on, I’ll use it correctly according to dosage and usage instructions.

But I made the Shoot! Who cares if my knee is shattered! I will stand in the National Stadium… No, I WILL stand!

“To think I’d come to check on you and find this…”

Can I be sent off with a red card…?

“Priscilla…”

Tackling from behind is cheating. Priscilla, you’re the one who should get a red card. Referee! Pay attention!

“I’m here too. You’ve been treating my Nicole well, haven’t you?”

She is indeed cute, until she rolls her eyes… She’s sleeping peacefully now, so please leave the tent as if nothing happened.

“This… is…”

“I understand, Mikael.”

Please don’t pat my shoulder. Every thrust is painfully piercing. My glass heart is about to shatter. For now, can I withdraw from Nicole?

“I understand too, Captain.”

Please put your hand on my chest and rub it. It’s not that well-developed. Rose placed her hand on my chest and withdrew from Nicole, while Priscilla stepped on Nicole as if to crush her.

With a squelch, the Buster Sword was pulled from Nicole’s sheath, and its wet, black, gleaming blade struck Priscilla’s face.

“You…”

It’s not my fault! Rose pulled it, so it’s her fault! I never intended to hit Priscilla with my penis!

“We have to share the fun, Priscilla.”

“Ah, Rose. One-sidedly, of course.”

From a two-on-one deathmatch to basketball, baseball to soccer, and finally rugby numbers occupied the tent. The final whistle didn’t sound until morning.

Life in Another World Isn’t Easy

Life in Another World Isn’t Easy

異世界に来たって楽じゃない。
Status: Ongoing
After being reincarnated into another world, I was picked up by a mercenary group—and before I knew it, I somehow became their leader. The members are all troublemakers: a lycanthrope, a walking disaster magnet, a jealousy freak, a necromancer, a cat demi-human, and a mad alchemist. They all love fighting—and they love me so much they might actually kill me someday. Was it fate that I was chosen as their leader? In this mercenary group that feels more like a chaotic harem, I’ll do my best to survive. If only it were a normal harem… If anyone wants to trade places, please be my guest. This is the story of a reincarnated man who would later be called a hero— and of how he was nearly killed countless times by his own harem before earning that title.

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