My sleeping posture was bad when I was a child. If you have bad sleeping posture as an adult, you might fall off the castle walls, so you need to be careful.
When I awoke, the birdsong was beautiful, and my head pounded from the cheap sake. I had fallen asleep on my stomach, and my acrobatic sleeping posture meant that if I just lay there, I would fall into the town.
“Good morning, good person.”
To the whisper in my ear from the Dark Elf, more beautiful than the birds’ singing, I wanted to add, “Just don’t stick your tongue in.”
“Good morning, Iris. Did you bring any good news?”
“I have the deployment status of the Demon Army.”
She’s as quick as ever. And quick to undress too. Every time I see her, I replenish Iris with bodily fluids, but is it really necessary? I thought she was fine for about half a year?
“F-for now, the report first.”
I am a hero, so work comes first.
I am also an enthusiast of “dressing eroticism,” so if you’re going to undress, let me do it.
“Yes… Regarding the town of Etovaar Tabaul, we have confirmed approximately three thousand soldiers, including four Giants, an Orc, a Troll, and Goblins. In the central area, Runelius Fine has one Sand Dragon. There are over ten Black Flame Dragons and Giant Boars, and about eleven hundred Orcs. Undead Knights have also been confirmed. As for Anaheim Offen, I believe the force will be less than five hundred, mainly Goblins with some Orcs.”
She investigated so much in such a short time. It’s good to unbutton a shirt up to the third button to emphasize the cleavage. Etovaar Tabaul seems to be concentrating its forces as expected.
“What about Etovaar’s supply situation?”
“It’s flowing from Lauenstein. They seem to be well-supplied.”
To station so many troops, is the Demon Army bottomless? Iris’s neck is also glistening. Perhaps it’s easier to see if she sits rather than stands.
“Is Runelius stronger in terms of forces?”
“Yes. However, Runelius’s Black Flame Dragons and Giant Boars seem to be moving towards Etovaar.”
They are indeed prioritizing Etovaar. This is problematic… I wish Iris would wear a skirt. If she wears pants, as an enthusiast, I’m left unsatisfied.
“There was an Undead Knight, wasn’t there? Was it led by a female demon?”
“I apologize. The commander has not been identified.”
The bra color is confirmed to be black. I’m glad Orietta made it. I thought about how a black bra would look on her tanned skin, but it’s good this way too.
“That Undead Knight is troublesome. I had a hard time with it too. It would be easy now, but anyone other than the White Lily Corps would be defeated.”
Aroma Ronberg, the creator of the Undead Knight. A woman who, despite being a demon, wanted me as her husband. She was the one who put a guillotine collar on the man she wanted as her husband and made a spectacle of him. Her skin was beautiful but cold, so much so that I thought the partner inside might freeze. Well, it did warm up with moderate friction…
“Investigate the commander as well. I wish she had died from the Magic Cannon of Runbergzach. What a shame.”
I must not eliminate witnesses. The unspeakable things that were done as experiments, I will take to my grave. Aroma must go to her grave before the White Lily Corps can talk.
“The enemy in Anaheim is a considerably small force compared to others…”
“It’s a trap, isn’t it? They’re probably intentionally letting us attack so they can hit us with something big.”
“Your guess is correct. The amount of supplies being brought into Anaheim is more than the troops stationed there can handle.”
“Don’t move!”
I put my hand on the Orietta Knife at my lower back and cut it with Mode Six’s flash.
“Wh-what…?”
If they ask me what I’m doing, I’ll answer proudly.
“There was something like a scorpion. Maybe it was my imagination… (Hot pants are sexier than long pants, right? As an enthusiast, I want more exposure. The top is a shirt, so I can just unbutton it, but long pants make exposure difficult. That’s why I cut just one side and made them hot pants.)”
“Th-thank you.”
A speed that amazes even me. To skillfully cut just one leg to reveal it. This imbalance, this too is good! I had her bend the knee of the leg with the cut pants while the other leg remained extended… Good!
“So, if Anaheim is a trap… what do you think is coming? I don’t want any Red Dragons or anything.”
Damn, was that a mistake!? Since she was on my right, I cut the pants on my left leg, but I really wanted to see the inside of that thigh.
“I don’t think it’ll be anything like a Red Dragon… They might be deploying troops to Lauenstein and waiting for reinforcements.”
“What’s the situation in Lauenstein?”
Ku! This angle is also good! The sight beyond her healthy legs stirs my heart.
“Lauenstein… I apologize, but there are Harpy scouts flying further north…”
“For now, let’s forget Lauenstein. Just keep an eye on the supplies to the three cities and the movement of monsters.”
Lauenstein, sleeping beyond those bare legs, I’ll investigate myself… Tentacle Prost, calm down! The conversation isn’t over yet.
“Also, please send information to Ashtal and Rothfar in Doishunomuharuto. I’ll be going to Harm to report now.”
“Understood…”
Is the conversation over? There’s nothing more, is there? It’s okay now, right?
Don’t panic, my prosthetic arm. There’s one more thing I want to try… Huh? When did it gain consciousness?
I stand up. Iris also stands up, following my lead. Mode Six, cut unevenly to make one leg significantly shorter, to the point where the shorts are visible from certain angles.
Godspeed, Mode Six!
The speed was so great that she probably wouldn’t have seen me even reach for the Orietta Knife. I cut the remaining long pants, turning them into true hot pants.
“Kya!”
It was just a little, barely a little, but I almost cried tears of joy when my hand brushed slightly against the inner thigh as I turned the remaining long pants into hot pants, without leaving a single scratch on her skin.
What have I done? I can’t face my fellow enthusiasts. I made Iris wear hot pants.
There were things I should have done before that! Not utilizing the wildness of one leg long and one leg short like this!
First, I should have damaged the cut edge by making a cut on the knee of the remaining long pant leg. Then, I would have damaged the edge of the shortened part to emphasize the beauty of her legs. Making them hot pants should have come after that!
Did I get flustered thinking about this foolish war? An eternal regret… Those summer days are gone forever…
“Are you alright, good person?”
I’m not alright. How can I recover from this blunder? Spilt water cannot be gathered. The lost leg of the pants is in tatters.
“I-I’ll contact Doishunomuharuto immediately. Instead of contacting other Irises, it will be faster if I go directly.”
What should I do? What’s lost is lost, but I still feel a sense of lingering regret. The wild Iris I wanted to see…
“O-or Commander Runelius? I’ll deploy troops to search for her.”
Iris… Do you want to fight that badly? Isn’t there something more important than war? Something worthy of a person living as a human… That is “dressing eroticism”!
“Um, what are you…”
Did she see my tears? Did my feelings reach her? To have “dressing eroticism” hindered like this… War is not good for anything.
“I-Iris… Can you give me a little time…”
I pulled Iris closer. In fact, she couldn’t stand on her own. The gentle fragrance from her beautiful hair enveloped me, healing my shattered heart.
There’s no need to rush. Iris is here. I don’t have long pants, but I still have what remains. Let’s cherish it.
“Iris. Pull out the shirt you’re tucking into your pants.”
Iris, looking puzzled but smiling, responded by smoothly pulling out her shirt. Iris, who never disappoints. It was as if there was nothing under her shirt, making the hot pants invisible.
Good! In the morning, when she got out of bed, she borrowed her boyfriend’s shirt because she had nothing to wear. That shirt is big for a woman to wear, but it completely covers her underwear… a situation like that!
When she moves, the occasional glimpse of hot pants shows she’s not in her underwear, but that’s good too! Long live bare legs. I have seen the true essence of “dressing eroticism”!
“Iris~!”
I couldn’t stand still and pushed Iris down. My Wide-Area Mind’s Eye was fully open, and no one was on the castle wall; from this angle, no one in town could see us.
“G-good person…”
I’m here and horny. I’ll just go with the flow. Iris is cute, and there’s no one around. The report can wait. There are things I must do.
War is so trivial.
