“Fuu. I feel like I accomplished it,”
“You must be tired. Master!”
Kent and Al, having left the castle, decided to return to Marie’s Bakery. Kent seemed satisfied that the plan he had been preparing since autumn had been successfully completed. Al, who was keeping pace with Kent’s strides beside him, spoke as if to praise him.
“There were many things that happened today, are you not tired?”
“Well, if I said I wasn’t tired, it would be a lie.”
“I see? Then, let’s take a short break.”
“Oh, hey, don’t pull my hand.”
Al pulled Kent’s hand and led him to a familiar building.
“Auntie, we’re here for a break, please!”
Al immediately spoke to the auntie at the reception.
“Got it. But, young lady, are you really going to take a break?”
“Of course. Master seems tired, so I thought we should rest.”
Al replied to the auntie.
“To think you’d have such a young child call you Master, how pitiful… Hey, you there, young man.”
“Y-yes, are you talking to me?”
“Who else would I be talking to? You have a lot of nerve bringing such a small child to a lodging house, don’t you? We do business according to the law. Unfortunately, we cannot accept children. Now, get out, you’re disturbing business.”
Kent and Al were denied entry by the auntie of the lodging house and were kicked out.
“Tch, I failed.”
“Al, didn’t you say we were going to take a break?”
“Yes, a break for us to do *zukkombakkon*!”
“It’s not *zukkombakkon*! Thanks to you, the auntie looked at me strangely.”
“Ouch! This is abuse!”
Kent couldn’t help but retort to Al.
“I’m only saying this because I want Master to feel good. And yet, and yet… If you don’t let me put Master’s *thing* in, I’ll cry!”
“Okay, okay, maybe next time.”
“Yay! I love Master. Min, min, min!”
Kent reluctantly compromised, and Al, appearing pleased, hugged him and started crying.
“Gah, you’re loud. Stop imitating cicadas!”
“Because you wouldn’t let me in (´・ω・｀)”
Kent walked through the town, enjoying a pleasant conversation with Al, who gave him good responses.
“Oh?”
“Al, what is it?”
“Master, this way.”
While walking through town, Al noticed something and pulled Kent’s hand, leading him into a back alley.
“What are you going to do, dragging me into an alley like this?”
“Shh! Master, be quiet!”
Kent had thought it was a continuation of their earlier playful conversation, but Al’s expression had turned serious. It was then that Kent realized something was happening.
“Master, over there!”
“This is terrible! A woman is being attacked!”
In the direction Al was pointing, two men were attacking a young woman. The woman’s clothes had been removed, and she was trembling with fear and cold. The two men who were attacking her exposed themselves below the waist and were about to insert their erect members into her mouth and private parts.
“Hey! Stop it!”
(Huh? Something like this happened before.)
Feeling a sense of déjà vu, Kent, driven by a sense of justice, shouted at the men.
“As expected of Master! It’s wonderful how you try to protect women without thinking of the consequences. I’m breaking out in a strange sweat from my crotch.”
Al, watching Kent’s actions, said while squirming beside him.
“Huh? What? We’re in the middle of having fun right now. If you interfere, you’ll pay.”
“You want to die, do you?”
The two men showed their erect members to Kent and glared at him, saying, “You want to die, do you?”
(Ugh, don’t say that while showing me something so disgusting!)
Kent felt extremely uncomfortable seeing something he didn’t want to see.
“In any case, get away from that woman immediately. Or else…”
“Oh? Are you going to fight?”
“How interesting.”
The two men were trying to pull something out of their discarded pants. Their movements were utterly clumsy.
“Pfft pfft”
“Y-you! You laughed!”
“We won’t forgive you!”
What the men pulled out of their pants were knives. The two men brandished their knives and attacked Kent.
“We will eliminate anyone who harms Master.”
Al stepped between the attacking men and Kent, quickly summoning vines from the ground and entangling the two men.
“Whoa, what happened?”
“Damn it, I can’t move!”
The two men struggled, but they couldn’t overcome the power of Al’s summoned vines, leaving them with only their mouths and their struggles as their means of resistance.
“I have no choice. Then, I’ll give you a special service and guide you to the world of pleasure.”
“Wh-what are you going to do? Mmph.”
“Wha, no, stop! Guh.”
As Al spoke, the number of vines increased, and they mercilessly entered the men’s mouths and anuses. Other vines wrapped around their *things* and began to move violently.
“Nguh.”
“Guh.”
The vines in their mouths and anuses also moved strangely.
“Al, what are you going to do?”
“It’s punishment for trying to harm Master. You’ll understand if you watch.”
Then, the men’s movements became increasingly strange, they began to convulse, and a large amount of cloudy white liquid was released from their erect members. Their movements did not stop, and the cloudy white liquid formed a large puddle on the ground.
“It stinks.”
Kent, holding his nose at the peculiar smell emanating from the liquid, pinched his nose. During this time, the men repeatedly convulsed and released cloudy white liquid from their erect members.
“It’s about time, isn’t it?”
“About time for what?”
“You’ll see if you watch.”
When Al told him to watch, Kent saw that the men’s movements were gradually losing strength. Their skin looked increasingly dry and wrinkled, and after a few small twitches, a red ball fell from the tip of the men’s *things*.
“Hmph, it seems I’ve made them ejaculate something trivial.”
Al uttered what sounded like a catchphrase. Then, the vines released the men, returned to the ground, and the men lay on the puddle of cloudy white liquid.
“Al, what do we do with this?”
“Leaving them there is fine, isn’t it? Their *things* can no longer be used, and I don’t think they’ll commit the same evil deeds.”
“Ugh. That’s a harsh punishment.”
Kent felt his own *thing* shrivel up upon seeing the red ball, which was said in folk belief to appear when all one’s sperm is expelled.
“Let’s help the woman who was attacked while we’re at it.”
“Ah, that’s right. Seeing such a tremendous thing, my mind just froze.”
Reminded of what they should be doing by Al, Kent went to rescue the woman.
“Are you alright? …Wait, a teacher, attacked again?”
“Ah, K-Kent. And ‘again’…?”
The one who was attacked was Tia, Kent’s homeroom teacher. Although she was naked, there were fortunately no external injuries to her charming body, and it seemed the assault had not gone any further.
“In any case, please put on some clothes.”
The clothes that had been taken off appeared to have been torn and were in tatters. Therefore, Kent summoned underwear, a jersey, shoes, and a warm jacket from his terminal and handed them to Tia.
“Thank you, Kent.”
Tia put on the clothes he gave her and tidied herself up.
“It’s warm… sniff, Kent! I was scared. I was so scared. Waaaaah.”
“Teacher…”
Tia’s tension broke, and she hugged Kent, sobbing loudly. Kent could only hold her gently.
“If we stay here, those men might start moving again, so let’s move somewhere for the time being.”
“…Yes.”
Determining that Marie’s Bakery was the safest place nearby, Kent decided to protect Tia and head to Marie’s Bakery with Al.
