Wait for the chance to strike back! The chance will come soon.
Taking advantage of my paralyzed body, the Necromancer and the Undead Queen did as they pleased. Just you wait, I’ll show you what I’m made of. I’m not the captain of the White Lily Corps for nothing.
“Rossa, that’s enough. Apply that thing to yourself and insert it all at once.”
All at once? Absolutely not. Are you even wet? It’s better to go in slowly, it’s your first time. Wait, wait a minute! Isn’t that your behind!? You’re inserting it in the wrong place! Seriously!? Is this a joke!? Is this a new hobby!?
I maxed out my Godspeed verbosity and lifted Rufina’s waist, taking a breath. Ah, the air is delicious… but this is not the time for that!
“Rufina! Rufina! Look at Rossa carefully! You’re doing it wrong!”
When I was little, I wondered… where would it go? When I grew up, I realized… some people have that kind of hobby. But I’m normal, I don’t need to experience that to be satisfied.
“It… it won’t go in…”
I clenched my anus to prevent anything from entering, and my Petty Knife, of course, couldn’t go in. Hey, Rossa, even if it’s your first time, you should know where to insert it. Is this really a hobby?
“Rossa, are you alright? At your current captain level, it shouldn’t be a problem. Let me push it in for you.”
This idiot… Viscountess Rufina Rutland, without thinking about the consequences or the situation, put her weight on me and pushed.
Naturally, the Petty Knife broke at the hilt, and Rossa ended up on top of me. I broke out in a cold sweat, wondering what would have happened if it had broken the other way.
“Rufina! Rossa! Look carefully! You’re doing it wrong!”
If Rossa has a hobby of liking her behind, then she’s not wrong, but from my perspective, it’s very wrong. I want to be normal. I want to love normally…
“Rossa… To think you were such a virgin that you didn’t know where to insert it… You’re disqualified as a Lord. From now on, as a Lord…”
I’ll skip the long explanation! Don’t explain it all over me! And why is Rossa crying? What part of that explanation warranted tears!?
“Thank you, my Lord. For someday, to make our connection…”
“For someday, to make our connection…”
Sorry to interrupt your excitement. My Petty Knife has deflated, what should I do now?
“How dare you insult me so much!”
Seeing my Petty Knife turned into slime, Rufina, with a knife she produced from who-knows-where, stabbed me in the chest and cursed me.
“For Rossa’s sake, you only need to be able to get it up!”
Let’s concede a lot, shall we? Even five hundred steps. Explain the relationship between that curse and the knife in my chest! Was there a need to stab me!? No! If you’re going to stab, stab Rossa with your thing!
“Ru-Rufina… Th-this is… I could die…”
The knife stuck straight into my chest, standing perfectly vertical. Fortunately, there’s no blood. I have a feeling that if I pulled it out, a fountain of blood would erupt to the ceiling.
“I’ll fix it when we’re done. Rossa! This is the place to insert it!”
As the two of them were engaged in sex education behind my back, I silently looked at the knife embedded in my chest. Don’t I need a Mage like Sophia for this?
I submitted to being used, handing over my thing. What’s the point of saying anything now? They wouldn’t heed any insults. Begging for my life would just send me straight down the zombie road.
“We’re going soon. Are you ready!?”
You don’t need to be so dramatic. It’s not bungee jumping… Seeing celebrities hesitate and not jump wastes my time.
But I guess for a first time, it requires some resolve. Rossa gripped my thing and guided it to her private parts, but she seemed to lack the courage to insert it.
“Hah!”
Rufina, playing the role of the jumper who won’t jump, rode on Rossa’s back and pushed down with her weight. Are you a demon!? Rossa, was it a mistake to choose your master like this?
“It’s in now. Now, move up and down to give the captain pleasure and then ejaculate.”
It’s simple enough, but we’re not machines. I wish you’d say it with a little more love. But it’s in. It’s very tight and the flesh is thick. The Undead Queen’s first time… I wonder if there will be blood.
“I-it hurts. I heard it hurts the first time… And it really…”
Is Rossa trembling from ecstasy, or is she bearing Rufina’s weight and tensing up to prevent her thing from being pushed in any further?
Finally, the chance to strike back has come. I’ve waited for this moment, even with my body numb and a knife in my chest. How can I not seize it!?
But honestly, I don’t know how far I can go. The power of demon blood… I’ll penetrate Rossa with condensation! Though that would be too cruel.
I focused, aware of the flow of magic power. It doesn’t have to be as large as a short sword. It’s the condensation that changes its length and thickness inside Rossa, not the size.
“Condense,” I chanted in my mind, focusing my consciousness and controlling the flow of magic. I expanded the base where it was inserted, then let that expansion spread to the tip, then dissolved it. I repeated this process many times.
“M-my Lord. S-something is wriggling inside me.”
“What are you talking about? The captain is numb and can’t move.”
Rufina met my eyes, but pretended not to see, and continued repeating the condensation and melting. They wouldn’t be able to tell from the outside. Wriggling inside… this must be a new experience. Come to think of it, this whole experience is new to you as well.
“Ah… This is… this is… Uuuuugh, Haauuuu… Fuwathuuuuuu…”
Is it too much for a first time? I didn’t expect to be so successful. The wriggling thing, moving from base to tip and tip to base, stimulates the vaginal walls even without Rossa moving.
“Aaaaah! Ahh… Inside, it’s moving inside!”
The pain of virginity transforms into pleasure that envelops Rossa. Red liquid mixed with the overflowing natural lubrication, but at this moment, it doesn’t seem to matter to Rossa.
“I-it’s coming… I-I can’t… more…”
With that, Rossa disappeared… What!? I didn’t kill her, did I? Why did she disappear!? What am I supposed to do with my lingering lower half!?
“Rossa seems satisfied. The captain is grateful.”
What about my satisfaction? Gratitude is important, but I wish you’d at least see it through to the end before disappearing.
“Rufina, what about next…”
“Hmm, you should rest well afterwards.”
Are you stupid!? I care about my lower half, but what about the knife in my chest!? What if I roll over!?
“Just kidding. I’ll take over next.”
Rufina, who replaced Rossa on top of me, thrust her hips with such ferocity that she had no time to use the condensation spell.
“You bastard, why are you ignoring guard duty!”
You should be saying that to Rufina, not me. And please stop with the heel drops. When you hit my solar plexus, I can’t breathe.
I was woken up with a bang and unceremoniously kicked. Instead of going back to sleep, I was woken up vividly by a heel drop that could make me pass out. To add to that, I wasn’t the one who ignored guard duty, and the corps rules have an exemption for injured members.
“Good morning, Pushirira. My body is numb and only my head can move, can you do something about it?”
By morning, the only thing that moved was my head and neck. I have an appointment to meet His Majesty the Emperor today.
“Good morning, Pushirira. You’re noisy in the morning. Good morning to you too, Captain. It was unusually intense last night.”
As she said that, a naked Rufina leaned against my chest. It was like adding fuel to the fire, and a second heel drop struck my lower abdomen. If it had been a Buster Sword, it would have been severed for sure.
“It was Rufina who was intense. I was numb and couldn’t move.”
She saw this as them being lovey-dovey and a third heel drop hit me in the face. I’m off to see His Majesty the Emperor now.
Hearing the commotion, everyone came. Sophia, in particular, looked like a goddess.
“Sophia. My body is numb and I can’t move. This knife is also dangerously deep, please help me.”
Sophia hurried over and began chanting in a low voice. The knife wound and the numbness in my body subsided. Rufina, clicking her tongue, was changing, but where did Rossa go? I wonder if she made it back safely. Though “where” is a bit vague.
As expected, before I could get up, I received a body blow from Sophia, the feeling of her fist sinking into my body. I’m used to it, although I can’t avoid it.
Everyone blamed me for ignoring guard duty, conveniently forgetting the rule about injured members, and Rufina left the room saying she had preparations to make. Just as I was emotionally shattered by the bombardment of five people, Marquis Rutland entered.
“What a boisterous young lady you are in the morning. The usually quiet mansion is filled with such liveliness.”
Liveliness isn’t always a good thing! I couldn’t say that to the Marquis, no matter what. …And I definitely couldn’t tell him that I was doing lewd things with his daughter last night. I’m just too timid.
Marquis Rutland apparently came to rouse me. It was probably because he wouldn’t want me to escape. Though I wasn’t in any state to escape anyway.
“Shin, what about your left hand? You’re meeting His Majesty the Emperor. It might be best to wear a prosthetic.”
The prosthetic arm I commissioned from Orietta isn’t even finished yet. And even when it is, they say it will take some time to master. Marquis Rutland offered to lend me one from his mansion, so I gratefully accepted.
“Shin, you have magic power, but don’t channel it into the prosthetic. If you’re not used to it and do, it could go berserk.”
It’s alright. Most of my limited magic power was used up yesterday in the “condensation” and “melting” for Rufina and Rossa.
Borrowing a prosthetic arm and clothes, we boarded the carriage arranged by Marquis Rutland and headed for the Imperial Capital’s castle, Harilton Castle. “We” being…
“Why is Rufina with me? I was the one who was summoned.”
“I am here to receive my peerage. By subjugating the Undead Queen, I will be promoted from Viscountess to Countess.”
I’d forgotten she wasn’t just a mischievous imp, but a noble. Could I also become a noble? I helped Rufina, and I defeated the Undead Queen.
We destroyed the forces that were supposed to subjugate the Undead Queen for the second time, decapitated the Marquis several times, and did all this at the Emperor’s feet.
Death penalty, nobility, or the destruction of the Imperial Capital. That’s what Pushirira said before we left.
“If you don’t return by midnight tonight, I’ll attack Harilton Castle.”
She must have said that to reassure me, but when I first heard it, my jaw dropped. She said she’d be waiting at the gate, but just how many Tokyo Domes is Harilton Castle? I don’t know about Tokyo Domes, but it’s enormous. It’s larger than any structure I’ve seen in this world, by comparison.
It’s not something the White Lily Corps could handle, but she said it thinking of me. I probably won’t get the death penalty. Imprisonment is likely, though. I might even become a noble, possibly. Would Pushirira be happy if I were fitted with a nobleman’s collar?
While I was racking my brain with all sorts of thoughts, Rufina was breathing softly beside me. Annoyed, I kissed her.
