Rayos (possessed by a knife), is being teased by Fatiah about being a “superiors’ entertainment.”
The countries bordering the western lands are becoming increasingly hostile and tense. The western border of the Seshe Kingdom is in danger. Therefore, lessons on how precarious the situation is are being increased.
〈…〉
As the instructor described how perilous the situation had become, Rayos felt a surge of joy, thinking it might be his fault.
“…”
*Scratch, scratch.*
Fatiah diligently took notes on the instructor’s important points. The other soldiers, praying not to be sent to the front lines, also took notes.
*Scratch, scratch.*
*Glimpse.*
The male soldiers furtively stole glances at Fatiah, whose allure had increased due to nightly massages that stimulated her female hormones.
“…Ah ///”
*Rustle.*
Fatiah noticed the lecherous gazes of the male soldiers. She still didn’t understand why she was being looked at so provocatively.
*Scratch, scratch.*
*Glimpse.*
*Glimpse.*
Fatiah endured the lecherous gazes, wishing for the lecture to end soon.
“That’s all for today’s lecture. You have free time until the instructor arrives in the schoolyard. Even though it’s free time, make sure it doesn’t interfere with your training.”
The lecture instructor knew why the soldiers, especially the male soldiers, were restless, unfocused, and not concentrating on the lessons. Therefore, he warned them to moderate whatever they did during their free time, so as not to disrupt the training instructor.
〈The Seshe Kingdom is indeed well-equipped with excellent soldiers.〉
“…That’s right.”
Similar compliments to the knife (Nameless) were daily. After equipping the knife, these exchanges occurred at the end of training and lectures. Everyone had become accustomed to the knife speaking. The male soldiers were only interested in Fatiah’s face, chest, and ankles. The female soldiers were divided into those who saw opportunity, those who were disgusted, those who were angry, and those who were indifferent towards these perverted male soldiers.
The female soldiers who saw an opportunity…
They appeased the male soldiers’ lower bodies and earned money from bribes and their hobbies.
The female soldiers who were disgusted…
They thought, “Fatiah is to their liking? Hmph.”
The female soldiers who were angry…
They exclaimed, “My unrequited love, my boyfriend, my customers are looking at a young girl who was instructed by a superior to use a knife with lustful eyes!! What about my relationship with them?! This is the worst!”
Indifference meant exactly that. They didn’t feel anything at all.
Upon arriving at the schoolyard, they switched places with other soldiers and instructors who had been training outside. During this exchange, Fatiah was once again subjected to lingering, lascivious gazes from the male soldiers.
“That’s…”
“Yeah…”
A female soldier suddenly became alluring for some reason.
“Hurry up and get to the classroom!”
“Yes!”
At the instructor’s call, they reluctantly left the classroom, casting longing glances at Fatiah (the girl who was the subject of rumors).
Before the instructor arrived, Fatiah and the others secured training space, chatted (exchanged information), had sex, and did some light warm-up exercises.
“Fatiah~~”
“You were the talk of the town again today.”
“And you monopolized all those lecherous gazes!”
“Hey, hey. Don’t say things like that when you came here to worry about Fatiah.”
Two of her同期 (contemporaries) who wanted a peaceful life walked up to Fatiah, perhaps to comfort her, check on her, or investigate the secret behind her recent beauty. Lately, they always trained together in a group of three. Sometimes, other female soldiers would join them.
“I don’t mind.”
“Yay!”
Today, the conversation started with the front lines from the lecture, and concluded with the creation of the knife’s report.
“Oh, the instructor is here.”
“Cheh, no harvest today either~~”
“Shhh—”
Following the instructions of the training instructor, Fatiah and the others began their basic training.
“Yaaa!”
“Mine—Ouch!”
“Haaah!”
Each person swung their weapon in their preferred stance. If it was too weak, the instructor would swing a wooden sword.
“You’re slacking! Swing it more seriously!”
“Yes!”
Several hours later, the schoolyard was filled with the “corpses” of soldiers.
“I can’t… anymore…”
“I can’t move…”
“You’re pathetic! If you’re like this, you’ll die on your first day at the front lines! If you don’t want to die, you need to build more physical strength!”
Fatiah and the others had unfortunately encountered a passionate instructor. They endured another hour of training, moving their bodies as if they weighed lead.
“We’re done for today…”
“Good work! By the next session, get your stamina up!”
Everyone dispersed to their own rooms, the communal bath, or the cafeteria. Fatiah went to her room to get a change of clothes and then headed to the communal bath to wash off the sweat.
“Ah!”
“Ah!”
As she opened the door to the changing room, she saw Ariadne… the court mage who caused her to equip the talking knife, undressing.
Aria also turned around when she heard the changing room door open from the entrance. She recognized the knife… and realized that this female soldier was the one who wielded the legendary weapon she had summoned using the kingdom’s precious magic stone.
Almost simultaneously, both let out a surprised cry. Both wanted to discuss the knife, but in a place like the changing room or cafeteria, there were no exceptions to the hierarchy. They wondered why they needed to be cautious even in a place where they could relax.
Aria and Fatiah, for the time being, placed their clothes in the laundry basket side-by-side and waited for the right moment to speak.
*Rustle, rustle.*
*Whisper, whisper.*
Seeing the two standing side-by-side, the surrounding whispers increased.
“That person (Ariadne-sama)…”
“Yes, yes. That girl (Fatiah) came to be equipped with that (thing)…”
The two who were the subject of gossip became even more awkward and fled to the communal bath.
Even within the communal bath, as soon as their presence was noticed, people started talking about them. They vigorously washed off their sweat, cleaned their bodies, and soaked in the hot spring, waiting for the chatter to subside.
“Ahhh~~”
“Ahhh~~”
As their bodies warmed to the core, comforting sighs naturally escaped their lips.
“…”
“…”
The whispering women found the two not conversing boring and left the communal bath. Those in the changing room also watched the two for a while but, seeing that nothing was happening, gave up and left the communal bath before they got too heated.
“Is it about time?”
“Is it about time?”
Now that the communal bath was less crowded, Fatiah and Aria’s opportune moment had arrived. They turned to face each other. Surprised by the near simultaneity, they laughed, said what they wanted to say, and exchanged opinions and information.
In the changing room, Rayos, left behind in the laundry basket, was able to watch the naked beauties to his heart’s content, his nose bleeding profusely (in his astral body).
“This is the time for my healing~~”
He thought about making this place a paradise with them.
Rayos’s usual behavior continued while Fatiah was bathing, and his dream’s final form changed again.
“By the way,”
“What is it?”
Unaware that Rayos was sexually looking at them, they began discussing information about the front lines that the instructors had been talking about. At this, Rayos momentarily stopped his fantasies of naked beauties and focused on the conversation.
“Corrupt warriors and corrupt soldiers. A country that has taken over territories from a country that took revenge on a hero is using zombie or ghoul soldiers.”
“Oh.”
“What kind of guy comes up with something so terrifyingly efficient…”
“It’s scary, isn’t it?”
“They’re completely insane.”
Like Rayos, the female soldiers who heard this asked what kind of man was behind it. Then…
To their surprise, they learned that it was a woman who thought of reusing corpses.
“A mad scientist… and a woman at that…”
*Thwack, thwack.*
*Hohohoho.*
Rayos’s mind conjured images of being tormented by a queen with whips and candles.
“Their fundamental nature is twisted, isn’t it~”
“Right, right?”
The female soldiers decided it was time to move and headed to one of their rooms.
“Mufufu… Huh!? Where did the two sources of valuable information go?”
Rayos realized too late. Meanwhile, Fatiah had already started writing today’s report in her room.
“I’ve been left behind—”
Rayos quickly possessed the knife, which was an object in Fatiah’s room, and jumped to it. He phased through walls and people, taking the shortest route to possess the knife. He waited nervously to be spoken to by Fatiah, wondering if she suspected him for being silent until now. After finishing her report, she slipped into bed and fell into a deep sleep.
〈…〉
Ooooh!
Why don’t you rely on me more!?
Hmph, if I get more time for massages… being ignored…
Rayos and Fatiah’s relationship did not improve.
“Today, I’ll start with the thighs.”
Go, Rayos. Though you’re heading in the wrong direction, you’ll surely get them out with a curveball in the end!
*Munch.*
*Monu.*
Tonight, Fatiah, without realizing it, received a massage from Rayos that stimulated female hormones throughout her body.
