The Sharshar Kingdom.
The Royal Capital.
I delegated the information manipulation for the enemy country’s massacre to Brain.
With the abilities of a descendant of heroes and brave warriors, someone called Isaac.
The buildings of the Royal Capital were renovated to look presentable.
Though the number of residents is still unnaturally low.
It’s only a matter of time before people gradually move in from regions other than the east and return to the original Royal Capital.
From what Brain said, it seems to be alright.
Ah, I wish I had noticed Vegeta’s betrayal sooner.
The cute plant girls Vegeta created, who look human but aren’t.
To think I can’t get them anymore now.
“Ah… I didn’t intend to play around (fight without giving it my all)… Haa…”
If there was a third party.
They’d probably say, “Isn’t that playing around?”
*Flicker, flicker. Lick, lick.*
“Uf…”
“Does it feel good♥?”
Far from my serious thoughts, in a playroom of a brothel.
A bubble-princess thought I was playing around.
*“Licking your… I’m done with my break, now let’s have some fun~♪”*
She seemed to have interpreted it that way.
The Royal Capital has begun to be rebuilt.
Residents and merchants have returned.
But once a place has been destroyed, it’s hard to bring yourself to go there again.
The girl I’m dealing with right now.
If we classify beauty on a scale of 100 levels.
She’s about a 12.
Eyelashes +2.
Her speed in learning fellatio, which I taught her, is fast +5.
Lack of experience in sex, virgin +5.
After relieving myself at the brothel, I head to the school next.
Ah, girls with kemonomimi, wild older sisters… mumbling.
Those are the poisonous gas from Vegeta’s first form of the plant giant that swallowed the castle.
And my kemokemo harem members were all wiped out by it!
I’m going to see the joint memorial monument for the club members who helped me realize that dream.
“Ugooooooooh. Whyyyyyyyy!”
Huh?! *Whisper, whisper. Whisper, whisper.*
New teachers and students noticed my lament.
Today, wasn’t it a day to celebrate the reconstruction of the Royal Capital, with preparations for a cultural festival?
They’re having stalls and plays.
The teachers and students.
They are discussing who I am, a student from where, or an outsider.
Right now, I am neither King Nine of this country nor student McGillis.
I’m in the form of a young man who could be anywhere.
The Royal Capital was destroyed.
Of course, it’s impossible for all children to go to school.
As long as the residents are anxious.
I can’t force them.
But the fact that enough children gathered to form several classes.
It’s probably due to their parents’ financial situations.
Seeing that there’s a lot of work.
With Isaac’s ability, buildings can be erected in seconds.
The Merchant Guild was able to make a huge profit by selling goods.
But the male labor for construction was largely ineffective.
They’re earning wages by unloading goods for the merchants.
“Y-you? What class are you from?”
I was approached by the person who drew the short straw among the teachers.
I responded briefly.
“Well then, I’m off.”
“It’s a shame about your friend…”
My friend, who happened to be away from the Royal Capital.
I used the atmosphere, which didn’t allow for deep probing in front of the memorial monument, to say that he was going to be a student in another town.
Next, I head to a cafe where information flies around.
It’s a brief respite for young women who think of themselves as still young ladies, interspersed with their housework.
Fresh information flies around at such times.
“Welcome.”
I entered, the door bell ringing “karan koran.”
The greeter was the most popular boy at this cafe.
Stop it. Don’t give me that adorable, shy smile like a beautiful girl!
I don’t feel like assaulting a cross-dressing boy.
If it were me, the pure information…
I quickly gathered information at the cafe.
Then, to the brothel frequented by the ladies in the back.
The customers range widely, from mostly otokonoko to kings of the night.
“Welcome, customers♪ What kind of person are you looking for today♪?”
Stop it?! I’m not a regular customer!
I definitely don’t visit frequently!
“…Hmm.”
I pretend to think.
And order a cross-dressing magical girl costume, a weak otokonoko.
“Yes, then. Al-kun, Ren-kun, Fas-kun♪”
” ” “Yes♪” ” ”
Orange, red hair, pale blue – the boys who transformed into the small, weak-looking otokonoko I ordered are lined up.
“I’ll take the one named Al.”
“Understood. I’ll give you the key to the room first. We’ll send him as soon as he’s ready.”
“Hooray♪”
” “Good luck, Al♪ Do your best♪ Be cherished by the customer♪” ”
I requested the boy with hair close to blonde, who was orange.
I waited for a few minutes in the room (private room/playroom).
“Sorry to keep you waiting, I’m Magical Girl Alu~♪☆”
What a high level of perfection.
If I hadn’t known he was a boy at first.
I would have chased him down the great street, captivated by his cuteness.
Hmph, this concierge.
He’s quite something, kukuku♪
A performance befitting a magical girl.
Me, the monster.
I gradually corner the magical girl.
And make her point out the evidence of manhood inside her panties.
And make the magical girl say.
“I-I’m not wearing this because I like it///”
Then I begin the erotic act.
As a prank, I’ll also torment her so she can’t cum, making her squirm.
“Ah, ah! Let me cum! Let me spurt♥!”
Aaaah♥
We finish the play with simultaneous climax, and feeling refreshed again, I wander around cafes and clothing stores, supposedly for information gathering, but more to get information on cute girls and mature women♪
Meanwhile, on the other side while Rayos is having fun.
In the eastern enemy country, the Wispa Holy Nation.
Sweatl decides enough is enough and executes the plan to go on the offensive with “Idaten” leading the charge.
〈All units, follow me!〉
〈〈〈Understood〉〉〉
〈〈〈Understood〉〉〉
“Alexy,” refitted into high-mobility units, follows without falling behind.
Soliders scraped together from other places, who are somewhat left behind.
Approximately 700 units.
30 supply vehicles.
Patch of the Intelligence Agency is furious, thinking how could they have gathered so many.
If they are defeated, that thunderbolt will fall.
Victory, no matter what.
〈Let’s hurry up and take this continent♪!〉
There are three important figures.
And 50 subordinates.
Now is the best opportunity for the important figures.
Sweatl’s motivation stems from this.
Rumor has it that to the old guard, Isaac, who has greatly contributed to the reconstruction of the Royal Capital.
And Sharie, who was praised for her courage in leaping into the battlefield of death as a woman.
If they join, there will be five important figures again.
The Big Five.
I refuse to be ranked the same as them.
The King’s right arm. The King’s sword.
I’ll gain those titles and pull away from the others.
“I absolutely will not fail!”
Remembering the faces of the two who failed, Sweatl communicates an order to hurry up more.
〈〈〈Are you not depleting too much magic power?〉〉〉
〈Noisy. Shut up and follow orders.〉
〈〈〈Understood〉〉〉
He orders Brain, who has the title “Shadow Guardian of the Nation,”
and further ignites the support device (vernier).
