The knife was swung down before I had a chance to stop it. If I hadn’t been thinking about Miss Meredith, I could have stopped it.
“How about this!”
“…Huh?”
The five beautiful women from Keibeck held knives to their own clothes and slashed them all the way down. The ripe fruit claimed, “Eat me.”
“Hero-dono, you’ve forged a bond with Marquis Macgregor, haven’t you? The stronger and more bonds you have, the better.”
The five Keibeck women ripped their clothes vertically, their chests widening far too much as they approached me. Let me say two things! Throw away your knives. Why didn’t you let me cut them!
The one on the far right has a cut on her skin and is bleeding! This is what happens when you do something without knowing how! Erotic clothing is an art. Blood is not meant to be shed!
“Mr. Wales… Do you know the meaning of a bond…?”
I couldn’t help but step back. Because it’s scary. They’re coming at me half-naked with knives. Even a stalker wouldn’t go that far.
“I know… This is how bonds are made…”
You don’t know, and you’re wrong about how to make bonds! A bond is a mingling of hearts, isn’t it? Respecting and cherishing each other, helping each other, and loving each other. Is this “love-killing” the starting point?
Four knives aimed at me. When you say “love each other,” do you mean it like Priscilla-kei love! Idiot! I’m used to this kind of thing!
Surrounded by four beauties, I dodged the knives. If I’m going to be surrounded, I want it to be in a different way. But I can’t get stabbed. Mode Three is more than enough.
Feinting to approach, a bust estimated at eighty-four, five. Drawn by the delayed sway of their chests, my gaze was drawn there, but my movements followed the knives. I dodged the first one, hid in the shadows, and a bust estimated at ninety-two swayed greatly from below, thrusting upwards.
My gaze… it’s swaying! Which one should I look at! The knife or the chest! The chest or the knife! The right breast or the left breast! It’s the chest, the chest. Besides, there are two of them.
Even with knives that I dodged at the last possible moment, I still couldn’t see the strawberries on their chests. They really know their erotic clothing. Almost visible, but not quite – this is the true essence of erotic clothing.
Two coming from behind and to the sides. Mind’s Eye! A monochrome world is boring. But to dodge, you have to see, right? In a monochrome world, the beauty of the skin is also halved. Let’s deactivate it.
With Godspeed over five steps, I leaped in front of Eterna and tried to spread open her clothes, only to be threatened by a knife. It’s no good head-on. I should have used a feint, but my desire to see propelled me straight forward.
I dodged all the knives that were thrown, and no matter how much I looked, I couldn’t hide my irritation at their clothes not coming undone. Even with erotic clothing, I want to see the end result. I want them to understand this male heart.
Surrounded by five girls, a Keibeck beauty guard with a harem-like demeanor thrusts knives at me. Did a harem involve knives? Being in the White Lily Corps makes me confused.
Raising my mode to Five, even though I was surrounded, the knives didn’t hit, and the beauties started to show signs of fatigue. Splattering sweat, unhitched knives, pained expressions, half-naked beauties. …I want to stay like this forever.
“Mr. Wales, won’t you stop? They won’t hit me.”
Honestly, I have the upper hand. The only ones who can stop my erotic fashion path… the only ones who can stop my Mode Five are Priscilla-san and Christine-san.
“Bonds… I want a bond.”
No, no, you’re wrong. If you’re going to do it, let’s do it in bed. Not in such an open place, but privately, loving each other.
Their desperation is palpable. It’s probably all for Keibeck, but they want to protect it that much, don’t they? They want to create the fait accompli of a bond to draw me into Keibeck.
Thinking about it like that, my motivation waned. I don’t want to be stabbed, but if I surrender and behave, will they be kind to me? As I pondered this while surrounded by half-naked women, I noticed my speed was slowing down.
Is something wrong? Is my current speed around Four? I didn’t intend to slow down, but my body started to move with difficulty.
Could it be magic? No, these are all knights, and they don’t seem like they can use magic. Then, a drug? I brought my own food and drink, and they haven’t done anything strange since they surrounded me… they haven’t.
Is something wrong? Something is off. I know the situation is strange, but it shouldn’t be related to my Godspeed. I am the Hero and unscathed. Surrounding me are half-naked beauties attacking with knives.
Subjectively, it feels like Mode Three… it’s hard to move. I can dodge the knives, and my speed is not inferior to a boxer’s. Before my speed drops completely, I’ll end this!
I took one step forward. It was difficult to move. I took half a step forward. Facing a bust of eighty, I dodged the knife thrust at me and knocked it away with a chop from my left hand.
Go! Tentacle Prost! Tentacle Prost? The extended fingers tickled the nipples of the eighty bust with my index finger and thumb. The remaining three fingers slid into my pants in a friendly manner.
Nooo!! What are you doing, left hand! Are you going to enjoy yourself alone now!? Think about me, who has been enduring and fantasizing about erotic clothing!
“Kya!”
Shin-chan is happy with the girl’s straightforward reaction. She even dropped her knife, which makes me even happier.
“You’ve decided to forge a bond!”
You should be surprised by those extended fingers instead! A person’s fingers grew! Normally, there would be a different reaction. Well, it’s better than being called creepy.
“Eterna-san. If you want to forge a bond, why don’t we go to Klinshberbach, have a meal at a nice restaurant, have a drink at the bar, and then go to a hotel with a scenic view?”
“There’s no such place in Klinshberbach!”
Of course not. It’s too soon for Klinshberbach; there are only soldiers, and ordinary people haven’t returned yet, so there are no shops open. However, there are plenty of empty houses with beds.
“Besides, isn’t that wrong? If you want to forge a bond similar to Marquis Macgregor’s, it would be nicer if you invited me gently, Shin-chan would be happy.”
“…Your lower half doesn’t seem to be saying that.”
Shocked, Shin-chan was surprised. No wonder it was hard to move. My partner has grown from slime and become a Petty knife. Children grow up fast. They’ve gotten so big while I wasn’t looking. The day they become a Short Sword is not far off.
“There… there’s a deep reason for this…”
If half-naked beauties were dancing around me, as an erotic clothing enthusiast, I’d say it’s a feast. There’s no deep reason, but what has grown cannot be helped.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and dragged me down, a bust of ninety-two. As I fell, satisfied with the sensation against my back, the bouncing feel of her chest was even more exceptional.
“Gugya!”
Pain is pain. Soft is soft. If possible, let’s face each other, you wrap your arms around my neck, I put my hands around your waist, and have a romantic night…
“Heguh!”
There seems to be room for growth in your abs. Eterna-san also has a good right hook. I feel like I’m going to throw up what I just ate.
“Caught you! You won’t escape now!”
Ah! So you were planning to capture me after all. I thought you were going to kill me. But I’ve given up. I’ll obediently exchange bonds.
“…So, what do we do now?”
The one with the eighty bust said, looking troubled. What now… Did you try to forge a bond without knowing what it entailed!? We’re about to play adult sports. It’s a dangerous sport, some people even faint.
“Don’t worry! I brought a book for just such an occasion!”
What kind of book is that? There are erotic books in this world too, aren’t there? Are there gravure idols? There are no pictures, so it must be two-dimensional. It’s a huge industry in Japan.
“Eterna-san… Could it be…”
“Shut up!”
The second body blow was halved by my full abs. Two bulges hit my back. Everyone’s attention focused on Eterna, who, despite knocking me down, was calmly preparing with an erotic book.
“Don’t worry. It’s all written in here. Just do as it says.”
Eterna-san… do you always carry that book with you? You’re a knight in a war-torn era where you could die at any moment. If you were to die, it would be known that you had an erotic book among your belongings.
It’s like buying a bunch of erotic books at Comiket and then getting into a traffic accident on the way home, scattering them. It becomes black history.
“First, let’s take off Hero-dono’s pants.”
“Yes!”
My pants, as two people start to take them off, good-bye. Shedding my constricting pants, my Short Sword emerges. My partner, with its assertive demand, makes my face turn red.
“Eterna-san, Eterna! There’s a proper way to do things!”
I got caught! The tip! Doesn’t the book say to treat it with care, as it’s sensitive!? It’s not an old book that mentions “stamens” and “pistils,” is it!
“Don’t worry, Hero-dono. Everything is written in the book. Let’s forge a bond together.”
Yeah! Let’s do it! I know how to do it, and I know various ways. I’ll teach your body.
“This is the male genitalia. It becomes thick and hard and enters us.”
“Will it get any bigger!? I don’t think it’ll fit at all!”
No, it’s already big. This is for Lycanthropes only, and beginners are not allowed to participate.
“Don’t worry… I think so. Right, Hero-dono!”
Don’t throw the conversation to me at this point. I’m below, but I spoke gently, very gently, from a superior position.
“Eterna-san…”
“Keep her mouth shut so she doesn’t make noise.”
Let me finish speaking! You’re wrong! You’re wrong, Eterna-san. Without listening to me, Eterna starts to undress.
Wait, wait, wait! Don’t you know foreplay!? Grasping my partner, Eterna places it on her own secret parts and thrusts down with all her might, penetrating!
“Gafh!”
That’s quite a stretch. It wasn’t lubricated, and likely her first time; the Short Sword probably penetrated… Did she die?
“Eterna-san!”
Of course, the others are worried. Her body is trembling, enduring the pain. I’m satisfied inside Eterna, who is more constricting than I expected. …No, that’s not right!
Somehow, I spat out the cloth that was gagging me… Whose shorts are these? I spat out the cloth and spoke to Eterna.
“Eterna-san, are you alright!? There’s a way to do these things. I’ll teach you properly…”
“Don’t underestimate the women of Keibeck!”
This is absurd. It’s her first time, and there are gentler ways…
I want to teach her the etiquette I’ve cultivated, even if it’s not entirely correct, based on the limited knowledge I’ve gained from books and hearsay.
