1. The City of Immorality and Desire, Ribidoon ①
We, Hal Harem Von Raymond and the entourage of “Princess Harem” plus companions, are heading towards Ribidoon, a provincial city in the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom. The border city of Imman and Ribidoon are connected by a main road, so transportation is generally convenient.
However, as we approached Ribidoon, the streets were engulfed in a peculiar atmosphere due to the monks and nuns of the Demonic Milk (Manoo) Cult, which Ly had labeled a heresy, and the Pure and Small Breasts (Hinnu) Cult, who were canvassing and proselytizing.
“My beloved Wahl homeland… is being dyed pink with ‘boob erotics’!” This is all the fault of that fool, Daba!!”
“Princess Ly, I sympathize with your feelings.”
“Thank you, Liliana. I’m sorry to trouble you.”
“Still, it must be difficult for you, Princess Ly. If I didn’t have the matter of restoring the New Yangus Kingdom, I could have come forward as the second in line for the throne to ease your burden… but in my homeland, Yuliana is working hard, and I have to live up to her expectations, so I can’t.”
“It’s good for you, Liliana, that Princess Yuliana is so reliable. Unlike me, who only does troublesome things…”
Ly expressed her concern about the abnormal situation where the citizens, even in her homeland, were engrossed in the debate about the nobility of breasts and were divided into several groups, fighting amongst themselves. Ly blamed the former Prince Daba Dabaphon Darkhorse, who weakly inherited the blood of the Wahl Imperial Family, as the root cause of this situation.
Liliana, a distant relative, was concerned about Ly. Tirna also agreed with her. By the way, if comparing the density of the Wahl Imperial Family’s blood, Liliana’s seems to be thicker than that of former Prince Daba. Therefore, if the line of succession to the throne were listed by blood density, Ly would be first, Liliana second, Sophie third, and then former Prince Daba would follow.
This explanation also clearly shows the position of the Darkhorse Ducal House in the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom. As Ly herself had stated, the Darkhorse Ducal House was likely a disgrace to the Wahl Imperial Family.
If that’s the case, could the incompetent former Prince Daba be capable of such a sophisticated scheme as instigating the populace through religious conflict? Of course, it’s possible he has competent subordinates. After all, former Prince Daba is merely a figurehead for the anti-Espana movement.
Therefore, Ly seems to intend to oust former Prince Daba, but she appears quite interested in the individuals who are acting as his figureheads.
However, it seems unlikely that creating conflict among the populace at this time would benefit Prince Daba. Furthermore, the populace, incited by these pseudo-religions, while hostile towards the opposing faction, did not seem to support anti-Espana activities such as expelling the invading Espana Imperial Army or the stationed governors.
These followers were merely arguing about the difference in breast size.
In my opinion, it seems like a malicious brainwashing campaign that exploits the people’s anxiety caused by the invasion of the Espana Imperial Army and the fall of the Wahl Imperial Kingdom… If so, who is the mastermind behind the Demonic Milk (Manoo) Cult and the Pure and Small Breasts (Hinnu) Cult?
The most likely scenario is that a dark faction within the Espana Imperial Kingdom is at play, trying to divert the people’s hatred away from the invading Espana Imperial Army? However, based on my observations of various places visited during the “Second Expedition Trip,” there were no local governors employing such manipulative tactics, and there was also the risk of the rampaging populace turning their anger towards them.
Perhaps the Espana Imperial Kingdom is not involved.
The next possibility is a rear disruption operation by the Demon Lord’s Army. However, the main forces of the Demon Lord’s Army are primarily engaged in conflict in the border areas bordering the Western and Southern Nations under the control of the Human-Demi-Human Allied Forces, and the Northern Nations, the sphere of influence of the Demonkin. Furthermore, they are conducting a two or three-front operation with a detachment of the Demon Lord’s Army invading the depths of the Southern Nations. It is unlikely that they have the capacity to allocate resources elsewhere, and it does not seem worthwhile to be active in the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom’s territory, which is currently a stronghold of anti-Espana forces.
If the Demon Lord’s Army were to conduct a rear disruption operation, it would likely be within the existing territory of the Espana Imperial Kingdom. Moreover, at present, there is no information suggesting that the mastermind behind the Demonic Milk (Manoo) Cult and the Pure and Small Breasts (Hinnu) Cult are the same person or entity.
A similar possibility is the clandestine activities of Barberu, a high-ranking demon lurking in the darkness of the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom, and his subordinates, but there is no evidence. Perhaps these two cults simply arose naturally amidst the unrest of the populace.
With little information to consider, my thoughts are simply spinning in place.
Holding the reins of the carriage, I was thinking about meaningless things.
As usual, I was the coachman of the leading carriage, with Alicia seated beside me. We were expecting to see Ribidoon soon, so this arrangement was made in case we needed to use the noble’s gate. And as if I need to explain now, the youngest of the three vampire sisters, “Lulu,” was sitting on my lap.
We are now driving the carriage to participate in the “Demonic Milk Banquet (Sabbath)” that was brought to us by Hopron, a nun of the Demonic Milk (Manoo) Cult, whom we rescued yesterday. My intention is to participate in the “Demonic Milk Banquet (Sabbath)” and ascertain their true identities.
According to Sister Hopron, the “Demonic Milk Banquet (Sabbath)” is scheduled to be held in three days, so we are short on time. My plan is to arrive in Ribidoon today, finish our reconnaissance, and be ready for the opening tomorrow.
“Master Harem, it looks like dark clouds are gathering in the sky ahead.”
Just as the city of Ribidoon came into view, “Lulu” said something ominous. I looked in the direction “Lulu” pointed, but I didn’t see anything particularly unusual.
“‘Lulu’ dear, I don’t think there’s anything unusual…”
“Alicia can’t see it, can she?”
“‘Lulu’, I can’t see it either… but still, we’ve finally reached Ribidoon!”
“Master Harem, and Alicia. I have issued a warning.”
Some time after “Lulu” issued her warning, the fortress surrounding Ribidoon became clearly visible. Ribidoon, like other cities, was a fortress city. This was a necessary measure to protect themselves from dangerous magical beasts.
“The gods in the heavens cherish abundant large breasts! Now is the time for maidens with breasts more abundant than large breasts to gather in the Demonic Milk (Manoo) Cult and receive the favor of the gods!! Of course, gentlemen who love large breasts are also welcome. The gods of the Divine Realm are watching your wise choices!”
““Ooooooh! Boobs! Boobs! Boooobs!!””
“Everyone, do not be deceived. The gods in the heavens are not interested in mere lumps of fat. The divine gods believe that divine power resides in slightly swollen breasts. Of course, even ugly lumps of fat had divine power during their secondary sexual characteristics. However, there is no salvation for greedy lumps of fat that fall. Eventually, they will wither and sag. May the small-breasted maidens who have caught the gods’ eye join the Pure and Small Breasts (Hinnu) Cult and receive the gods’ grace.”
““Tear off the fat! Small breasts are the best! Tight ass is supreme!!””
A short distance from the castle gate, monks of the Demonic Milk (Manoo) Cult and nuns of the Pure and Small Breasts (Hinnu) Cult were engaging in street preaching while keeping each other in check. Many travelers and city residents had gathered around each street preaching, causing a great commotion. Moreover, it seemed that they had deployed their ace performers, as the monks and nuns were handsome and beautiful.
“My head already hurts before even entering Ribidoon. Could the dark clouds ‘Lulu’ mentioned be that?”
“Since you’re going against my warning, I won’t let you commit suicide.”
“Could it be… that demons are lurking in Ribidoon?”
“Will they understand if I say I’m exercising my right to remain silent, Master Harem?”
“I see… it’s a headache, especially without Swan Hilda.”
“This is really giving me a headache. Hal, which gate are you entering the city through? Or should we turn back and wait for Swan Hilda to return?”
Alicia, sitting next to me, occasionally glanced at her own chest. Alicia’s breasts are beautifully shaped, but not quite large enough to be considered “large breasts.” However, they are larger than small or tiny breasts, a perfect balance. But still, with all the commotion about “boobs! tiny boobs!!”, it’s understandable that she’d be concerned.
Of course, she also seemed concerned about the lurking demons mentioned in “Lulu’s” warning. But the ongoing street preaching battle seemed to be more on her mind. And “Lulu’s” way of speaking, as if something was stuck in her mouth, is also concerning. I suspect the demon in question might be of a higher rank than the three vampire sisters. What would be the best course of action here…? Turning back after coming this far would be unnatural, and revealing that a viscountess of the Espana Imperial Kingdom is present would be a bad move.
“This time, let’s enter through the general gate as ordinary adventurers.”
“Master Harem, are you really going into such a dangerous city? In that city… there are probably demons lurking.”
“‘Lulu’, can you tell me where the lurking demon is?”
“Unfortunately, it seems to be of the same rank or higher than me. I only felt something like a remnant of miasma.”
“I see… it seems we have no choice but to proceed with caution.”
This time, for my own reasons, I decided to line up at the general gate, which had a long queue, instead of the less crowded noble’s gate. Once I decided to enter Ribidoon, “Lulu” seemed to resign herself and told me about the presence of demons. The answer was as expected, but it seems we have no choice but to proceed cautiously.
“Who are you people? Two carriages, quite extravagant. To enter Ribidoon, an entry tax is required. The entry tax is per person, one silver coin each (equivalent to 10,000 yen). If you intend to trade, customs duties will be levied separately on your goods.”
“That’s quite expensive… We are an adventurer party called ‘Princess Harem’. We’ve come to Ribidoon seeking work. Therefore, we have no intention of trading.”
“Is that so!? If you allow us to “inspect” the female adventurers’ breasts… cough, “entry inspection,” we’ll give you a big discount?”
“We will pay the regular entry tax, so please refrain from your jokes.”
“Tch, what a pain. Hey, confirm the number of people.”
“Yes sir! Captain.”
The soldiers of the Espana Imperial Army at the general gate, dressed sloppily, shamelessly offered to give a special discount on the exorbitant entry tax. However, the condition for the discount was “entry inspection” which involved fondling breasts, so I couldn’t accept their demand.
“Captain, there are 9 people in the front carriage and 8 in the rear carriage, for a total of 17 people.”
One of the soldiers peeked inside the passenger car to confirm the number of people. The breakdown was as follows: in the front carriage, I, Alicia, and “Lulu” were in the driver’s seat, while Ly, Liliana, Tirna, Astarotte, “Lala,” and “Lili” were relaxing in the passenger car.
In the rear carriage, Edele was the coachman, with Eria seated beside her. In the passenger car were Elise, Mai, Kirika, Freya, Dietlinde, and Shera. And Holy Spirit Serena should also be there. Since the three vampire sisters were concentrated in the front carriage, it’s only natural that they probably weren’t found because they were invisible. They wouldn’t think of collecting entry tax from a stray fairy at first glance.
“We will pay the entry tax of 1 gold coin and 7 silver coins (equivalent to 170,000 yen). Please confirm.”
“Hmm, I have confirmed it. In exchange, here is a wooden tag as proof of payment of the entry tax. This tag is valid for one month, and you can use it as many times as you wish within that period. You may pass.”
We paid the exorbitant entry tax and entered Ribidoon. However, the entry tax was more than ten times higher than in other cities because it was valid for one month. This might be acceptable for merchants or adventurers who plan to stay there, but for us, who are on a journey, it’s essentially price gouging. They probably set the one-month validity period with this in mind.
What a malicious taxation method.
2. The City of Immorality and Desire, Ribidoon ②
“Young master, could I have a moment of your time?”
After paying the exorbitant entry tax of one silver coin per person (equivalent to 10,000 yen) and passing through the castle gate, we entered Ribidoon. There was a fountain plaza, a common sight, with stalls lining the surrounding area. The place was bustling with the noise and energy of a diverse crowd. As we slowly advanced the carriage, a shady-looking old man approached us, rubbing his hands together. He was wearing worn-out clothes and had the air of a washed-up middle-aged adventurer who had succumbed to drinking, gambling, and womanizing.
“Were you calling me? Is there something you need? I’m not interested in unsolicited sales.”
“I am Dodge, a petty reseller and informant. Would you be willing to sell me the wooden tag you received in lieu of the entry tax?”
“What would you do with something like that?”
“As long as there is remaining validity, anyone can use it. From your appearance, I surmise that you young masters are on a journey. It would be economical for you to sell any unused tags, wouldn’t it?”
“That’s true. If we happen to meet when we leave Ribidoon, I might sell it to you.”
“Thank you very much. I look forward to it then. By the way, is this your first time in Ribidoon? I can also sell you information about the city.”
“Hal… is that all right? He seems very shady…”
Alicia, who had been listening to my conversation with the self-proclaimed reseller and informant, whispered.
“It’s probably fine, Alicia. Informants are usually like this. Mr. Dodge, we’ll have a good talk at a nearby tavern.”
“Young master! That’s the spirit!! By the way, is the lady sitting next to the driver your wife, and the one on your lap your daughter?”
“They are my companions in the adventurer party.”
When I explained that they were my adventurer party companions, Alicia gave me a resentful look. However, I couldn’t reveal unnecessary information like Alicia being my fiancée to a shady informant. Meanwhile, “Lulu,” who was introduced as an adventurer companion, seemed happy.
For some reason, I feel that the miasma surrounding the three vampire sisters is thinning. Is this simply because I’ve gotten used to them? Or are they changing, like Astarotte, who changed from a lower-ranking demon succubus to a human through class change?
At least, by sitting on my lap, she has developed an attachment, and I no longer feel the urge to use her for kamikaze attacks.
“Is that so? I’ll take you to a tavern I know, so please follow me.”
We, the entourage of “Princess Harem” party members plus companions, followed Dodge. As we passed through the fountain park and headed towards a main street, I noticed a gallows erected in a secluded area for public executions. It had blended so perfectly into the scenery that I hadn’t noticed it at first, but several prisoners were hanging there.
Were they former Wahl Imperial Kingdom loyalists who engaged in anti-Espana activities? Or just common bandits? If a beautiful girl were hanging there, I might have tried to recover her later and revive her with Elixir, but only grizzled old men were hanging there.
According to Anya the dark elf, who taught me about Elixir, it also works when injected into the anus of men and ejaculated, but unless there are dire circumstances, I don’t want to “dig” in an old man’s “hole.” Even if it were a beautiful young boy who looked like a beautiful girl, the same would apply.
Fortunately, Alicia seemed preoccupied with the lively stalls and didn’t notice the gallows, so I decided to forget about it too. Then, as we followed Dodge down the main street, we entered a shopping district with impressive storefronts.
As expected of a city in the former Wahl Imperial Kingdom with a rich history, the quality of goods visible from the storefronts seemed high. And one of the shops appeared to be a slave trader. Since my family home is the House Raymond, a slave trading family, I couldn’t help but peer into the shop with great interest. Inside, I saw a young girl wearing a slave garment designated by the “Slave Merchant Guild.” She was slightly petite, but her chest was bursting with size, and her long blonde hair shone. She might have been from a noble family.
It was a fleeting encounter as we passed by in the carriage, but I felt she was quite beautiful. Pained by the thought of this one-time encounter with a beautiful slave girl, I followed Dodge.
She might have been in a similar situation to Alicia, who is sitting next to me. When I see an interesting girl, my crotch reacts, which is troublesome. Especially since “Lulu” is sitting on my lap…
We were then taken to a tavern located one street off the main commercial avenue. It seemed to be near the “Adventurer Guild,” as most of the patrons entering and exiting the tavern were adventurers. I saw large warriors with greatswords on their backs, mages in hooded robes, a slender man carrying what appeared to be a fine spear, and female adventurers in bikini armor.
I even saw a beautiful elf girl wearing light leather armor and carrying a rapier, and a nimble cat-like beastkin girl who seemed to be a thief. Her twitching cat ears were cute, and the alluring sway of her cat tail was powerful. While Shera’s pure white—fluffy—fox ears and tail are also cute, cat-like beastkin are also hard to pass up.
“Young master, you’re amazing! To lead a ‘Harem Party’!!”
As the party members emerged after parking the carriages in the designated area next to the tavern, the informant Dodge broke into a strained smile at the sheer number of girls. And then, we stepped into the tavern in question. By the way, the tavern’s name was “Enchanting Swell,” a rather suggestive sign.
The “Enchanting Swell” building was two stories high, with the first floor serving as the tavern and the second floor appearing to be an inn. Inside the tavern, a fop-like master with a handlebar mustache presided behind the counter, and various bottles of alcohol and glasses were neatly arranged on shelves covering the walls. Of course, there were also table seats and private rooms.
Since most of the patrons were adventurers, there were tables engaged in boisterous song and dance, while two individuals who looked like skilled swordsmen sat at the counter, quietly drinking. Elsewhere, a handsome fellow was being doted on by female adventurers. What a chaotic tavern!
The moment we stepped inside the tavern, all eyes turned to us. The party members were wearing their “Princess Harem” uniform of hooded robes, and although they wore masks modeled after Valkyries, their exposed hair made it clear that they were young girls. The evaluating gazes of the drunken patrons were intense. Additionally, I received envious and spiteful glances from them.
Like the informant Dodge, they seemed to think I was the master of a “Harem Party.” They probably don’t know the stark reality that beautiful girls tend to transform into carnivorous animals when gathered together. Meanwhile, although the party members were subjected to rude, lecherous stares, most of them, being of noble birth, were able to brush them off like wind through reeds.
No, surprisingly, the three vampire sisters, “Lala,” “Lili,” and “Lulu,” seemed slightly frightened. If their true identities as vampires were revealed, they would become targets for extermination, so this was a perfect hostile territory (away game). Moreover, their Gothic Lolita attire, which was out of place, made them stand out. Despite their young appearance, they were extraordinarily beautiful young girls, and since they revealed their bare faces unlike the other party members, they attracted undue attention. After all, frightened beautiful girls stimulate protective instincts and lust.
It was unexpectedly cute that she was hiding behind Kirika, the summoning master, and Kirika didn’t seem to mind. On the other hand, Holy Spirit Serena, who had been invisible until now, was sitting on Elise’s shoulder. Seen this way, Holy Spirit Serena might appear to be just a stray fairy or Elise’s pet.
“Hey, kid, share some of your girls with me.”
“At your age, having a ‘Harem Party,’ you’re quite fortunate. You wouldn’t mind sharing some with me, would you?”
Then, some of the drunken patrons, red-faced and staggering, started to bother us. It would be easy to get rid of them, but it might escalate into a brawl. So, how should we drive them away?
“If you insult me further, you will lose your precious lives.”
“Yeah… that’s right.”
“I… I beg for my life…”
The next moment, Sharon and Mai, who had darted forward, aimed their weapons at the neck of the leading drunkard. They threatened to slit his carotid artery if he made any further advances. The drunkard, his face pale, quickly retreated to his seat.
“I… I have nothing to do with this.”
Then, the other drunkard also retreated, beads of sweat on his forehead. This drunkard appeared to be a mage. Following his gaze, Elise, with a smirk, was juggling small [Fire Mass], [Water Mass], [Earth Mass], and [Air Mass] that appeared on her palm. This was a display of her ability to wield the four elemental magics. Next to her, Dietlinde, who was observing the situation like an audience member, watched on. The drunkard probably realized the difference in their combat power.
There’s too great a gap between an ordinary mage and Elise or Dietlinde, who can even use forbidden spells.
Holy Spirit Serena, sitting on Elise’s shoulder, pretended to be expressionless, but her eyes held a light that seemed to anticipate a brawl. Holy Spirit Serena, being a group of Holy Element Spirits and a sacred being, was said to love pranks because of her fairy-like appearance. Her [Heavenly Punishment] is a dangerous technique for drunkards. After all, if they are hit with [Heavenly Punishment], their libido will wane, and they will face a life as a saint…
The other party members also seemed to be anticipating an interesting spectacle. They had perfectly revealed a part of their true predatory natures. The drunkards who dared to make an enemy of them were out of luck.
“Where are you going, Shera?”
“Fungiaaa! Freya… stop…! Don’t grab my tail!!”
Well, Shera seemed to be trying to escape to the back, but Freya grabbed her fluffy fox tail and she writhed in agony. She was completely weakened. Elise and Freya seem to know Shera’s weak points well. Looking at it this way, although beastkin have more robust bodies than humans, they have unexpected weaknesses.
Shera, who transformed into the older sister Shera, has a hot-blooded personality, but Shera herself is sly and very timid. By the way, Shera the elder sister in her beastified second form has a seductive personality. It’s interesting to consider how she handles the different personalities within herself. In a way, is it close to multiple personalities, or is it all calculated?
Seeing the tense situation with the drunkards, Dodge seemed to be leading us to a private room in the back. That’s a reasonable judgment. Now that the drunkards had been swiftly repelled, there was no one bothering the party members…
“Your party members are all incredibly skilled, young master.”
Dodge’s complexion seemed a bit off. He had probably intended to fleece us for informant fees as a “sucker” (naive customer). However, from our previous exchange, he realized that they weren’t just pretty ornaments accompanying a rich dandy, but possessed actual combat prowess.
“Well, we have a lot of amazing members. Let’s get straight to business. Oh, but before that, a toast to commemorate our meeting!”
““““““““““““““““Toast!””””””””””””””””
“Gasp… T-Toast!”
For now, as we were in the tavern, I prepared some drinks and light snacks and led the toast. The party members, including the three vampire sisters, responded with flawless timing. Dodge, startled by the loud voices, toasted a moment later. At that moment, he let out a scream and stumbled back. Dodge was completely under their control. They possessed that much imposing aura. In “Princess Harem,” where many are of noble birth, the [Princess Aura] unintentionally leaks out, so most people feel compelled to bow down.
As for myself, I am protected by the affection that comes as a side effect of the “Slave Contract Magic” and “Resurrection Magic” I have exchanged with them, which is a cheat in a way. And I myself specialize in “Healing Magic” and have almost no combat power… As I was thinking this, I received a telepathic message from Mimic Slime Mimi No. 2, my summoned beast, stating that she hasn’t had much screen time lately.
Speaking of which, the three vampire sisters can also be treated as summoned beasts, but with them being so close, they are difficult to handle as disposable summoned beasts. This is because, although they are mid-level demons born in the Demon Realm, they appear to be beautiful young girls at first glance. Their beautiful bodies were manifested when they crossed over from the Demon Realm to the Human Realm.
Therefore, the temporary bodies of the three vampire sisters are, in a way, fragile. If their self-control breaks and they go berserk, there is a risk of their bodies collapsing. This seems to be a weakness for all demons who have crossed over to the Human Realm and obtained temporary bodies.
However, demons whose bodies have collapsed due to going berserk become uncontrollable calamities. This is also a very troublesome situation.
The reason Astarotte was able to class change from a succubus to a mere human, although with her consent, was because her body was temporary. According to Astarotte, her human body is also temporary in a way, but it stabilizes over time.
Conversely, the bodies of the three vampire sisters are gradually weakening as demons due to the influence of the Seiken-gan implanted in their wombs. According to Holy Spirit Serena’s advice, they were intended to be used for kamikaze attacks immediately after being dropped as summoned beasts. In that sense, the changes in the bodies of the three vampire sisters, who have survived against expectations, are unknown. Although there is a concern that their bodies may collapse and they may degenerate into true monsters, I sincerely hope they will move in a positive direction.
If I may say so myself, they seem very peaceful sitting on my lap.
3. The City of Immorality and Desire, Ribidoon ③
“Dodge, I would like to know about the general situation in Ribidoon, information regarding the governors appointed by the Espana Imperial Kingdom, and the locations of the main temples of the Demonic Milk (Manoo) Cult and the Pure and Small Breasts (Hinnu) Cult. How much will the information cost?”
“Normally, it would be about 3 silver coins (equivalent to 30,000 yen). However, since I’d like to maintain a good relationship in the future, I’ll waive the fee in exchange for a meal.”
“I see… Thank you, Dodge.”
“Yes. Well then… first, let me explain from the time of the Espana Imperial Army’s invasion…”
According to Dodge’s explanation, the city of Ribidoon was the territory of the Romaneel Viscountcy, a Wahl noble family. The territorial army led by Viscount Romaneel fought bravely against the suddenly invading Espana Imperial Army but was overwhelmed by superior numbers and annihilated. Viscount Romaneel himself died due to his war wounds. The Espana Imperial Army immediately besieged Ribidoon and demanded its surrender. The surrendered members of the Romaneel Viscountcy, including their key retainers, were brutally beheaded and cremated.
The execution of the Viscountess, who was particularly gentle and devoted to community service, and the Viscount’s daughter, who was at the peak of her cuteness at thirteen years old and had her head severed, was carried out despite the continuous pleas for their lives from the residents.
Ly, who had been listening to Dodge’s explanation, maintained a calm exterior, but her hands were clenched tightly, and she seemed to be trembling slightly. Liliana and the others, who had experienced similar tragedies, also offered their condolences to the deceased members of the Romaneel Viscountcy and appeared solemn, as if offering prayers. Alicia, an Espana noble on the perpetrator’s side, seemed shocked by the barbarity of the Espana Imperial Army.
Looking at the past actions of the Espana Imperial Army, they took care not to involve the general populace in combat as much as possible, considering them a potential fighting force against the Demonkin. However, they carried out brutal massacres against the ruling class. Subsequently, the governors appointed by the Espana nobility were seemingly chosen for their good character, perhaps to facilitate the smooth implementation of occupation policies.
Emperor Henry, a shrewd old ruler, seemed to have pushed forward with tactics that exploited public psychology and occupation policies.
While it was an opportunity for the Espana Imperial Kingdom to expand its territory, it would inevitably lead to the weakening of the “Human-Demi-Human Allied Forces” fighting the Demonkin. To avoid this weakening, Emperor Henry seemed to have lauded himself for his skillful use of both carrot and stick. However, it is possible that he was simply in a hurry as his death approached. Perhaps it is ironic that Crown Prince Elizabeth ultimately bore the brunt of these consequences.
Considering all this, it seems likely that Emperor Henry was indeed a senile old man, or perhaps had become senile. One might think that his vassals should have advised him, but perhaps there was no one capable of disagreeing with the charismatic figure who had single-handedly elevated the small kingdom of Espana to the largest great power in the Western Nations, no, in the human nations.
“I… I…”
As I was contemplating the future of the Espana Imperial Kingdom, Alicia, unable to bear Dodge’s story, looked at me with tearful eyes, seeking salvation. Alicia, too, seemed to be overcome with guilt upon hearing about the atrocities committed by the Espana Imperial Army. Alicia herself was born into the Law Robe Viscountcy, but she had never participated in any atrocities. Nevertheless, as an Espana noble, she felt a sense of responsibility. Perhaps it was also related to her closeness with Ly and the victims.
“Alicia is Alicia. There’s no need to be ashamed of anything.”
“Yes… Thank you, Hal.”
As I gently encouraged her in a low voice, she bravely thanked me. Liliana, who was sitting next to Alicia, was stroking her head to calm her. I was relieved that my decision to introduce Alicia to the ‘Princess Harem’ party members was not a mistake. Looking around at the companions gathered around the dining table again, I realized that people from various backgrounds had come together.
A revelation crossed my mind: weren’t these members gathered by divine guidance? Well, I thought it was overthinking, but the thought lingered at the back of my mind.
“There were terrible battles around this city as well, Dodge-san. And while they were enemy nobles, I wish they wouldn’t execute defenseless women and children…”
“For the townspeople, being surrounded by the Espana Imperial Army was tough, but the battle itself was just between armies. Viscount Romaneil and his family were fairly well-liked, but at its core, it was just a change of rulers…”
Dodge’s surprisingly cool opinion was presented here, and I could only offer a wry smile.
“Then, please tell me about the Espana Imperial Army and the dispatched governor. You weren’t granted land by Espana nobles in this region as well, were you?”
“Yeah, about the Espana Imperial Army…”
According to Dodge’s explanation, in the city of Ribidoon, after the influence of the Romaneil viscount family, the former rulers, was eliminated, the Espana Imperial Army, contrary to fears of looting, was diligent in maintaining public order. The fact that not a single rape case occurred was something to be praised sincerely. Come to think of it, the viscount’s daughter, who was executed at the age of 13, was likely a follower of the Asgard Holy Church.
The Asgard Holy Church prohibits the execution of innocent virgins. However, there are cases where political decisions lead to execution by the rulers. In such situations, it is customary to perform the deflowering using sacred tools before execution, but I couldn’t explain these details to Alicia.
It is highly probable that the viscount’s daughter, while blood flowed from her crotch, had her head severed while cursing everything. I quietly closed my eyes and prayed for the repose of the poor viscount’s daughter.
Even if the decapitated corpse remained without decaying, revival with Elixir would not be possible. This is because it cannot be applied to a corpse that is missing a vital part like the head. All I could do was pray that the viscount’s daughter’s soul would rest in peace. No, if she had been turned into a ‘reanimated doll,’ there might have been a possibility of revival with Elixir? Come to think of it, the body was burned, wasn’t it?
My thoughts drifted slightly, but let’s get back to the topic.
Meanwhile, the man appointed as the local governor of Ribidoon was an attractive middle-aged man named Baron Shuze Nikolai Von Hylandora. Baron Highlandola was a bachelor, a law-robed baron, and in his prime at 35 years old. He was slender, with short-cropped brown hair and sharp, cool brown eyes, possessing the dignified appearance of a handsome middle-aged man suited for civil service, and his gentle demeanor quickly made him blend in as a governor.
The average lifespan of humans is about 50 years, so 35 years old is a delicate age, standing with one foot in old age. I myself had no acquaintance with Baron Highlandola, and it seemed Alicia was in the same situation. However, given Baron Highlandola’s appearance, it was not difficult to imagine that he had caused quite a stir in Espana’s high society.
As a natural consequence, people who tried to curry favor with Baron Highlandola appeared, and since he was single, maids and female slaves were assigned to him. Of course, their purpose was to seduce Baron Highlandola through carnal relations. However, Baron Highlandola was surprisingly stoic, and their plans did not succeed.
In such circumstances, Baron Highlandola chose a secretary named Myale Popais, a beautiful girl who was the daughter of one of the town’s influential figures. Myale was a prize at 17 years old, with a fresh body, azure hair, and beautiful blue-gray eyes. Their close walks through town foreshadowed peace, and they gradually gained support from the general public.
Myale also seemed to have a secret mission to captivate Baron Highlandola with her young, burgeoning body. Initially, she seemed to approach him in provocative attire, but eventually, she changed into a more subdued uniform befitting a secretary. Among the curious, the day Myale lost her virginity was secretly a subject of wagers… It gave me a headache.
However, a turning point came abruptly.
Baron Highlandola, who had been solely dedicated to his work, underwent a drastic change one day. He indulged in gourmet food and beautiful women, leading a decadent life of wine and women, and his body quickly grew obese, degrading him into an ugly pig. He began imposing heavy taxes to fund his debauchery. This attitude also spread to his subordinates, and the discipline of the Espana Imperial Army completely broke down.
Come to think of it, the Espana soldiers guarding the castle gate were disheveled, and I remembered the exorbitant entry tax.
Naturally, Myale, who had been serving Baron Highlandola, was easily deflowered and subsequently treated like a prostitute. Based on Myale’s demeanor at the time, rumors suggested she was subjected to rough, quasi-rape treatment on her first night.
Myale’s attire also changed to that of a revealing dancer, with her breasts and crotch visible through it. It is also said that she was forced to have sex in broad daylight in his office. Originally, she probably resolved to throw her body to seduce Baron Highlandola, but after actually experiencing such harsh treatment, the smile disappeared from Myale’s face.
In other words, Myale was also an innocent 17-year-old young lady.
After some time in this situation, Myale, who may have once been in a romantic relationship with Baron Highlandola, suddenly eloped without any prior notice and joined the anti-Espana movement. Currently, Myale Popais is a wanted individual with a bounty on her head.
What can I say… Dodge’s explanation is somehow strange.
When I looked at the Vampire sisters and Astarotte, they nodded slightly in agreement. This means that there is a strong possibility that a demon was involved behind Baron Highlandola’s madness.
“Dodge, I want to ask you something.”
“Yes, what is it, Young Master?”
“What caused Governor Highlandola’s attitude to change so drastically!?”
“It’s not confirmed, but it’s said to be caused by a political merchant who started frequenting the noble around the time his lifestyle changed drastically.”
“What’s the name of that political merchant?”
“Honestly, I should charge extra for this, but I’ll take a chance on you, Young Master. The political merchant’s name is Marmo Mamot. Come to think of it, around the time I learned his name, I also started hearing about the ‘Demonic Milk’ cult and the ‘Pure Breast’ cult.”
“So, is Marmo Mamot the mastermind behind both cults?”
“Unfortunately, I have no evidence that Marmo is involved in religious activities.”
What I wanted to ask Dodge was about the general situation in Ribidoon. In response, Dodge carefully explained the events since the invasion of the Espana Imperial Army. The Romaneil viscount family, which was completely uprooted, must have had deep regrets, but there was nothing I could do now.
Regarding Baron Highlandola’s misconduct after arriving as governor, Alicia would undoubtedly condemn him if necessary. The letter of authorization appointing her as a plenipotentiary ambassador, entrusted to Alicia by Crown Princess Elizabeth of Espana, affectionately known as “Beth-chan,” through Swan Hilda, is also valid in this city.
However, the fact that his lifestyle changed drastically from a certain day onwards suggests that there was some external factor. It might be easy to simply dispose of Baron Highlandola, but it is crucial to identify and deal with the cause of his transformation.
Therefore, it may be necessary to investigate Marmo Mamot, who was brought to light by Dodge’s explanation. Marmo, as a political merchant, has been ennobled as a Third-Class Quasi-Noble by the Espana Empire. As I have been ennobled as a First-Class Quasi-Noble, my position is stronger than his. Furthermore, with Alicia supporting me, there is no way he can possibly contend with me.
However, there are concerns.
Ruru, the youngest of the Vampire sisters, warns that demons of her rank or higher are lurking in the city of Ribidoon. If Marmo’s true identity is a demon, it would be like stirring up trouble unnecessarily, and we would be bound to struggle. It seems necessary to discover Marmo’s true identity without him noticing.
And if Marmo is involved with the ‘Demonic Milk’ cult and the ‘Pure Breast’ cult, it would be necessary to act even more cautiously.
Incidentally, the main sanctuaries of both cults are said to be visible from the Former Lord’s Mansion. The main sanctuary of the ‘Demonic Milk’ cult has a distinctive roof shaped like demonic milk, making it instantly recognizable. In contrast, the main sanctuary of the ‘Pure Breast’ cult has an almost flat roof shaped like small breasts, making it difficult to distinguish, but if one gets close, it is also instantly recognizable due to its unique features.
Thus, having obtained useful information from Dodge, the scalper and informant, we cheerfully left the tavern and headed for our parked carriage.
“Hal-sama, there’s an unknown girl lying down in the carriage.”
However, we received an unexpected report from Eria.
4. Examination and Treatment Follow the Usual Pattern ①
“An unknown girl?”
“Yes, Hal-sama. She’s lying down on the floor of our carriage, hiding.”
Upon receiving this surprising report from Eria, I immediately peeked into the passenger compartment. I thought the door was locked, but as I looked around, Elise had a somewhat awkward expression. Judging by her demeanor, she might have forgotten to lock it. Meanwhile, the person lying on the floor wasn’t moving at all.
I couldn’t even tell the gender of the person lying down.
This was because the object, looking like a pile of rags, could easily be mistaken for bulky waste. There was also a faint odor… However, Eria, as a former high-class young prostitute, was skilled in appraising people.
Upon closer inspection, she had long, grimy azure hair, and her chest was subtly rising and falling.
“This girl smells unpleasant to me.”
As I examined the collapsed girl, Holy Spirit Serena settled on my left shoulder. Until now, Holy Spirit Serena, who was invisible perhaps due to concern about the gazes of Dodge and the drunken patrons, was now visible. But what did she mean by an unpleasant smell? Could it be the stale odor of accumulated dirt and sweat?
However, based on my past experiences, the girls who appeared before me like this were often important figures. I couldn’t just leave her as a mere beggar in an alley. Moreover, if she were abandoned in such a weakened state, she would surely die. Even if she were just a beggar, ‘even a chance meeting is a result of past karma.’
“Serena, what do you mean by an unpleasant smell?”
“This girl faintly smells of a demon.”
When I confirmed with Holy Spirit Serena just in case, I received an unexpected answer. It wasn’t just body odor, but the smell of a demon! It seems I do need to protect this girl.
“I’ve decided to protect this girl. Let’s quickly find an inn and take care of her. She seems to have collapsed from exhaustion.”
“Hal-sama, I saw a good-looking inn on the way here. Is that inn alright?”
“That’s fine, Kirika.”
And so we moved to the inn recommended by Kirika and successfully completed the check-in procedures. The inn’s sign read ‘Weathercock.’ ‘Weathercock’ was a three-story stone building with a large parking lot. For us, traveling with two carriages, securing parking was an important factor. After completing the check-in, we headed to our rented rooms. With so many party members, the advantage is that it’s harder to notice if an suspicious person is mixed in.
It’s best to hide the suspicious girl among the other girls.
“Well then, as usual, I’ll examine this girl, which includes a ‘Body Check,’ and treat her if necessary. Serena said something concerning earlier, so I’ll proceed cautiously!”
“It’s commendable that you follow my advice. You can worship me, you know.”
“Oh, come on…”
The suspicious girl was laid on the bed, turned onto her back, and Eria cleaned off the dirt and dried blood from her face. Afterward, her disheveled, long azure hair was combed, revealing that she was a young girl. Furthermore, she seemed to have a cute face, but the bruises and swelling from impacts were painful to look at.
Even in such a terrible condition, imagining her original appearance, I felt that this dirty girl could be called a beautiful girl without exaggeration. Generally, it’s extremely rare for beautiful girls to wander to the point of collapse. Before they reach that point, they are usually taken in by men with ulterior motives. Or they might be picked up by unscrupulous slave traders and sold, or bought by brothels and fall into a life of hardship.
In any case, it seemed this girl had no bright future.
What also caught my eye was that despite her tattered clothes, her chest was considerably developed, suggesting large breasts were hidden underneath. I hadn’t noticed it when she was curled up on the carriage floor, but she was undeniably a girl. Still, I must reflect on my lack of training, as I couldn’t determine her gender at first glance despite her large breasts.
Although I don’t think she’ll inherit the Raymond Trading Company, character assessment is a useful skill.
“This girl… she seems to have had a cute face. But she’s been through a lot… Poor thing. But…”
“If she tidied herself up, she might be a noble lady. She
“T-Tirna?! You’re lying, aren’t you! I… I’ve never seen or heard of such monstrously long nipples!”
“Unfortunately, it’s the truth, Lady Lyushenne. I don’t believe I have offended your noble imperial princess’s eyes or ears, but the darkness of the Harem is deep.”
“…Does that mean Tirna also has that secret medicine?”
“Yes, Lady Liliana. I have both the secret medicine to make it erect and the one to shrink it back. I haven’t had a chance to use them before…”
The Party Members who were listening to Tirna’s story quickly distanced themselves, likely thinking they absolutely couldn’t afford to be smeared with the secret medicine. Even so, the darkness of the Wahl Imperial Kingdom seemed deeper than expected. Furthermore, Tirna’s remark that it was also effective on the clitoris caught my attention. Looking at the hipcloth again, I thought I sensed… a bulge?
I removed the hipcloth, the last piece of clothing the girl was wearing.
Then, her vagina opening and anus were sealed with enormous vaginal and anal plugs, and the tip of a pseudo-penis was tied with a string and fixed along her crotch. It felt as though she had been thoroughly tormented as a female slave.
“Tirna, please cure the girl’s enlarged long nipples and pseudo-penis.”
“Yes, Hal-sama.”
At my instruction, Tirna untied the string that was fixing the pseudo-penis and began applying ointment to the affected area. Gradually, it began to shrink, and under our watchful eyes, the nipples and clitoral glans returned to their normal size. However, while the nipples returned to their original state, the clitoral hood covering the clitoral glans remained cruelly peeled back. This time, it would be up to me to remove the vaginal and anal plugs and treat her.
“Hey, Freya. I think long nipples suit you.”
“I believe a pseudo-penis suits Lady Elise more.”
“W-What did you say! A pseudo-penis couldn’t possibly suit a lovely person like me!”
“Long nipples wouldn’t suit me either.”
“Elise, Freya, don’t fight…”
““Welcome, Shera.””
“Eeeek… No, don’t squeeze so hard! Ahhhh!”
While Tirna was treating the girl, Elise, who seemed to have been bored, started teasing Freya, and an argument broke out. Shera intervened to mediate, but like a moth to a flame, she was lost in ecstasy as her fluffy fox tail was caressed. Well, it was the usual peaceful scene.
“Thank you, Tirna. Now, I’ll remove the vaginal and anal plugs.”
Holding my nose with one hand, I removed the vaginal and anal plugs one after another. A rotten, filth-like odor permeated the surroundings. Her labia were stretched out, and a hollow female orifice of a purplish, gaping vagina was exposed, with love juice mixed with rotten amniotic fluid dripping from within. The uterus opening could even be seen at the deepest part. The anus was in a similarly indescribable state.
“Eeeek!”
As I examined her, Edele screamed.
“Are you okay, Edele?”
“I… I… I don’t want to see this!”
Edele was surprisingly agitated. Come to think of it, I remembered that demon marriages were ‘bride-snatching marriages,’ and during the ‘First Night Ritual,’ the bride’s vagina was torn open and sculpted into a female orifice to match a gigantic penis. Perhaps Edele, seeing the state of the girl’s vagina and anus, recalled her own original fate.
“Lady Edele, please compose yourself. You’ll be alright.”
“…Ugh… Uuu…”
Aeria was looking after Edele, who had started crying.
Meanwhile, now that the ‘diagnosis’ of the collapsed girl was complete with her being completely naked, I decided to heal her all at once with ‘Healing Magic.’ Looking at the girl again, her complexion had improved, and her breathing seemed more stable. I considered whether the treatments by myself and Tirna were having an effect, but the greatest contributor was likely the Holy Spirit Serena, who had sacrificed herself to annihilate the ‘Demon Crest.’
“Now, I’ll heal all the physical flaws at once.”
With ‘Healing Magic,’ the contusions on her abdomen and legs disappeared, and the claw marks on her breasts were also cleanly removed. The inner wall of her vaginal opening, which had been emitting a foul odor, transformed from a flat purple fleshy wall into beautiful pink flesh folds before contracting. As it contracted, the whitish hymen seemed to have regenerated due to the potent healing effect, but please forgive me. Simultaneously, the exposed clitoris was covered by the clitoral hood.
At the same time, her anus tightened, becoming a neatly closed gluteal cleft.
As her ravaged female orifice was healed, it became a clean slit, like that of a virgin, and the gluteal cleft were all that remained. I may have tried a bit too hard and essentially returned her to virgin status.
“This concludes the treatment. Please find her some clothes to wear. Once she wakes up, we’ll ask her for details.”
“Hal-sama, you must be tired. I will handle the rest.”
“Thank you, Tirna.”
“I… I’ll help too.”
“Freya, please assist as well.”
“Tirna, Freya, no cutting in line!”
Finally, Elise, the副長 (sub-leader) of ‘Princess Harem,’ gave her verdict, and we all gathered to dress her. Various underwear and clothes were taken out of Elise and Shera’s Item Boxes, and the girl was turned into a dress-up doll. As they seemed to be turning into carnivores, we retreated to the bedroom before we became victims.
They would call me when the girl woke up.
Still, the girl’s body was in a terrible state. Had she barely clung to life and escaped from somewhere on the verge of death?
**6. A Bolt from the Blue**
“Tirna, how is the girl?”
“She’s not awake yet. However, her sleeping face is peaceful, and her complexion has improved considerably.”
I, Hal Harem Von Raymond, am leading a group, mainly composed of the Party Members of ‘Princess Harem,’ to Libidoon, a country town in the former Wahl Imperial territory. The original purpose of visiting this town was to expose the ‘Demonic Milk’ cult and the ‘Pure Virgin’ cult, which Lyushenne had identified as heretical, and nip the seeds of discord in the bud.
Both cults have their main sanctuaries in Libidoon. Furthermore, conveniently, the ‘Demonic Milk’ cult is planning to increase its followers by holding a suspicious festival called the ‘Demonic Milk Banquet’ today. We also received information that the ‘Pure Virgin’ cult is preparing a similar festival in response.
We intend to participate in the festival and ascertain the true nature of both cults.
However, it has been confirmed that demons are lurking in the town of Libidoon. We found a girl who had the ‘Demon Crest’ carved into her abdomen by that demon, or rather, she stumbled into us.
Moreover, the Espana Imperial Army stationed in Libidoon is more disorganized than ever. The reason for this is said to be that the Governor, Baron Shuze Nikolai Von Hylandora, went mad one day. According to Dodge, a reseller and information broker, a corrupt businessman named Marmo Mamot, who is currying favor with Baron Hylandora, might be involved…
With so many conspiracies swirling, it’s all getting too entangled, and my head hurts.
The breakfast at our lodging, ‘Weathercock,’ consisted of a hearty soup with chunks of meat and vegetables, crispy bacon, and ham and eggs. It was also served with milk or grape wine, rye bread, and a salad, which was very appetizing.
“Gods who sit in heaven, I thank you for granting me the sustenance to live today. I shall eat.”
“““““““““““““““““We shall eat!”””””””””””””””””
When I, Hal, offered the usual pre-meal prayer, everyone responded in unison. Among them were the Three Vampire Sisters. Unlike Astarotte, who had undergone a Class Change to a Human Race, they were supposed to be enemies of demons, which are natural enemies of gods and humans, despite falling into the category of Summoned Beasts. Yet, they were eating breakfast with gusto.
“Hey, ‘Lala.’ Isn’t your diet as Vampires just human blood?”
I asked, genuinely curious.
“Our bodies transformed from perfect Beautiful Girl Vampire forms when we entered the human world, further changing into a childish form that’s energy-efficient and good for stealth. This form was then fixed by Master Harem. In this form, our energy efficiency is high, so we can maintain our bodies with simple meals like humans.”
“Yes, what Elder Sister Lara_Berze says is true, but lately, we’ve gotten used to humans’ simple food. It’s certainly a degradation for proud Vampires, but as Summoned Beasts, eating the same food as our Master is not a problem.”
“We just enjoy it. It’s a waste not to enjoy it since we’ve embodied.”
In the end, it seems that in their current childish forms, there’s no issue with eating the same food as humans. Truly, the miasma they exude seems to have thinned recently. Astarotte, who had been listening to their explanation, seemed like she wanted to say something but remained silent.
The breakfast ended in a pleasant atmosphere, and we decided on today’s plan during our break.
“Today’s plan is to attend the ‘Demonic Milk Banquet’ hosted by the ‘Demonic Milk’ cult as scheduled. If we have time afterward, we’ll also visit the ‘Pure Virgin’ cult’s festival. I’m concerned about the girl we saved and Baron Hylandora, whose personality has drastically changed, but those will have to wait.”
“Hal-sama, who will you take to the ‘Demonic Milk Banquet’? Naturally, I, with the greatest breasts in ‘Princess Harem,’ will attend, correct?”
“Lady Liliana will also accompany me.”
“My breasts are less than enormous… what a shame…”
When I announced today’s plan, Lyushenne, who boasts the largest breasts in ‘Princess Harem,’ declared her attendance. Liliana, whose breast growth had been remarkable, reaching the category of large breasts, also wished to attend. However, Tirna, whose breasts had also started to swell but were still in the stage of adolescent beauty, drooped her head in dismay.
“I, a ‘High Elf’ with magnificent large breasts, will also attend.”
Dietlinde, proudly flaunting her large breasts, also volunteered, intending to spread the new term ‘High Elf.’
“Naturally, I have the right to attend. Unlike some flat-chested girl…”
“Hey, Elise, are you picking a fight?”
“There’s no need to pick a fight; it’s obvious, Freya. You can attend the ‘Pure Virgin’ cult’s festival.”
“I am greatly humiliated.”
On the other side, Elise and Freya began to argue.
“Say, Hal-sama. Are you attending as a potential follower who likes large breasts!?”
“That’s the intention, but is something wrong, Kirika?”
“I think it would be better for you to cross-dress and participate rather than attending as a male follower. The opponent would be less wary and open up.”
“That might be true, but if I mess up and my disguise is revealed, it will be a big problem.”
“I have a secret plan.”
“What exactly is this secret plan?”
“It’s to have Mimi No. 2 of the Mimic Slime thinly adhere to the surface of Hal-sama’s body and transform into a female body. It’s like wearing a female body ‘costume’.”
“Will it work that well, Kirika??”
“Didn’t Mimi No. 1 and Mimi No. 2, whom we command, imitate Sophie’s limbs for quite some time thanks to Hal-sama’s idea? Therefore, they are good at transforming into female bodies.”
“That sounds very interesting. I’d like to see Hal in drag once.”
“I also want to see Hal in drag.”
“Nao, nao♪”
After Kirika’s outrageous idea, Alicia agreed, and it was unanimously decided that I would cross-dress. Dietlinde’s eyes sparkled, and Shera’s fox tail wagged energetically. Of course, Edele, Aeria, Freya, and Mai also seemed very curious. Sharon and the Three Vampire Sisters, who maintained a cool demeanor at first glance, also had their mouth corners slightly upturned.
After leaving the dining hall, we all moved to the guest room. While enduring the intense gazes of the women, I undressed behind a screen, became completely naked, and summoned Mimi No. 2. While I am Mimi No. 2’s master, the original Grand Master is the summoner Kirika. Following Kirika’s intentions, Mimi No. 2 adhered to my body and thinly spread across my entire body.
Mimic Slime Mimi No. 2, while dissolving enemies with a powerful corrosive liquid, is very gentle and obedient to me, its summoner. Come to think of it, I also had Mimi No. 2 mimic Alicia’s private parts and researched the secrets of the female body to prepare for the ‘First Night Ritual,’ and at the rough house where Kirika and I were together, Kirika transformed Mimi No. 1 to use as her shadow. Thinking about it, Kirika’s idea seems entirely achievable, but how is the comfort of the ‘costume’?
It somehow feels warm, like swaying in amniotic fluid, a comforting sensation.
“Is this good, Kirika!?”
I stepped out from behind the screen in exasperation and exposed myself to the women.
“I-Incredible. Hal has really become a girl!”
Alicia was the first to react. Looking at my naked body, or rather, my costumed form, in the hand mirror that Alicia handed me, I truly looked like a girl. My chest bore natural-looking breasts, and my penis had disappeared from my crotch area, transforming into a slit.
“W-What is this?! My penis is gone!!”
As I exclaimed in surprise, my voice turned into a cute female voice, and my first-person pronoun changed from ‘Boku’ to ‘Watakushi’!? Has my mind also feminized with my body? I was stunned.
“Hmm~. What a very cute fake maiden. It’s inconvenient to keep calling you Hal, so I think adopting the baptismal name Harem and calling you ‘Harem-chan’ would be good. Also, Kirika, is it possible to make fine adjustments to the body?”
Elise directed a sinister smile at me. I sensed an impending crisis for my chastity. Even so, calling me ‘Harem-chan’… how rude.
“Of course, it’s possible. If everyone expresses their opinions, I can change ‘Harem-chan’s’ body as requested with my Grand Master authority.”
“It needs to be a little bigger to be considered large breasts. Let’s make them demonic milk if we’re going that far.”
“The color of the areola should be a bit lighter. And show me your erect nipples.”
“How about emphasizing the waist?”
“In that case, pubic hair isn’t necessary. Harem-chan will also have a ‘smooth pussy’.”
Because Elise made such a pointless remark, my body was toyed with by the women. Thus, I became the fake beautiful girl, ‘Harem-chan.’ Agreeing without thinking carefully was a mistake.
Incidentally, although Mimi No. 2 is expertly concealing my penis… I’m gradually losing the sense of its absence. Also, even though it’s supposed to be just a costume, I have sensations in my breasts and female genitalia. Thinking about it closely, it felt natural even when mimicking Sophie’s body. To feel the wind against my breasts…
Furthermore, my female genitalia’s vaginal opening apparently connects to the original anus. So, the current anus is likely a dummy, but Mimi No. 2 kindly designed it to switch over if needed. It even intrudes into the rectal area, recreating the vaginal folds, hymen, and even the cervix.
This means that if penetrated by a man’s penis, she would truly lose her virginity and bleed ‘bloodstains of proof.’ When did Kirika develop something so absurd?! I’ve been busy and haven’t summoned Mimi No. 2 recently, but a serious situation has arisen.
Afterward, surrounded by the women, I was dressed in women’s underwear and clothes taken from the Item Box, just like the collapsed girl from yesterday. Finally, I was made to wear a blonde wig, and anyone looking at me would see a beautiful girl.
Coordinated by the ‘Princess Harem’ party members, who are discerning beauties, I had become a beauty capable of toppling nations, on par with them.
Still, these fake demonic milk breasts are heavy.
In the end, a pair of fake demonic milk breasts, larger than Lyushenne’s, had formed on my slender body. I was completely played with. I’ll never get married at this rate. Thinking that far, I was aghast. My thoughts have also feminized with my transformation into a beautiful girl.
I need to finish this mission quickly and return to my original body, or things might get messy.
“These fake demonic milk breasts were made based on everyone’s opinions, but looking at them makes me feel… nauseous… I want to rip them off.”
*Squeeze*
“EEEEEK! It hurts! It hurts, Kirika!! A girl’s breasts are delicate.”
“Hahaha, s-sorry, Harem-chan!?”
I screamed as Kirika squeezed my breasts. Tears welled up from the pain. Also, Kirika’s handprints were left on my breasts. How rough! Kirika apologized with a dry laugh and a puzzled look on her face.
At the same time, cold sweat flowed from a sense of loss, as if I had lost something important. To feel this much just from having my breasts squeezed… What would happen if a man’s powerful ‘thing’ were inserted into my ‘there’?!
**7. Initiation Rite of the Demonic Milk Banquet ①**
In the end, it was decided that the ‘Demonic Milk Banquet’ of the ‘Demonic Milk’ cult would be attended by me, Hal Harem Von Raymond… no, ‘Harem-chan,’ with fake demonic milk, along with Lyushenne with her explosive breasts, Elise and Liliana with their large breasts, Dietlinde, and Tirna, who had been made into fake large breasts with Mimi No. 1 borrowed from Kirika—a total of six people. However…
“Master Harem-chan!? Please let me participate too. I can be very useful. You’ll be safe even if there are demons around. Also… if possible, I’d be happy if you could loosen my restraints and let me accompany you as a beautiful girl ♪”
“…There’s no helping it… then I’ll loosen your restraints. ‘Ruru,’ come here.”
“Yes ♪ Master Harem-chan!”
“Lulu_Berze, that’s unfair. Give me that role. Just yesterday, you alone had your restraints loosened… it’s unfair.”
“Exactly, exactly. Isn’t it a younger sister’s role to let her elder sister have her moment?”
“Elder Sister Lara_Berze, Elder Sister Lili_Berze. Can you look at your own breasts and say they are more than ‘large breasts’?”
““Grrr, why are you so cheeky, Lulu_Berze!!””
“I’m glad to see you understand.”
Just as I thought that, after being pleaded with by the large-breasted young girl ‘Ruru,’ Lulu_Berze, who had returned to being a beautiful girl with large breasts, accompanied us, making us seven people. I allowed ‘Ruru’ to accompany us because of the unconfirmed demon issue and loosened her restraints. Then, Lulu_Berze’s appearance changed from a beautiful child to a beautiful girl, showing off her beautiful and shapely limbs to her sisters. Lara and Lili stomping their feet were surprisingly cute.
This time too, Lulu_Berze had stored away the wings on her back and fangs reminiscent of a vampire, and at first glance, she appeared to be a beautiful human girl. Lulu_Berze’s large breasts were also very beautiful, as she boasted. By the way, ‘Lala,’ in her flat-chested young girl form, and ‘Lili,’ in her beautiful-breasted young girl form, looked on with great envy. Astarotte, whose breasts had been reduced from large to beautiful by my hand, also had a similar expression a short distance away.
On the other hand, Holy Spirit Serena, who should have loved festivals like this, remained in hiding. Perhaps she hasn’t recovered from the damage sustained when the ‘Demon Crest’ carved into the collapsed girl’s abdomen was erased by Dietlinde, causing a portion of her existence to be annihilated.
Currently, I’m wearing a pale pink dress over an elegant cape, a mask depicting a Valkyrie on my face, and a blonde wig. However, I’m only wearing a single piece of cloth as underwear, and my chest is bare. The nipples protrude through the fabric of the dress and become sensitive from friction with every movement. They are also very heavy and soft, shaking with a ‘jiggle, jiggle,’ which is incredibly embarrassing.
Furthermore, my crotch area feels somewhat… breezy and unreliable, naturally making me walk with my legs inward, and I end up swinging my cute buttocks with a ‘swish, swish.’ With this condition, I can barely walk. Therefore, the temporary party leader is Elise, the 副長 (sub-leader) of ‘Princess Harem.’
Why am I going through such hardships…
As I lament the misfortune that has befallen me, tears naturally well up in the corners of my eyes. And the transparent droplets that trickle down my cheeks seem like a beautiful scene.
It reinforces the fact that being a beautiful girl has its advantages, and it serves as a mental support.
The remaining members will stay at our lodging, ‘Weathercock,’ and will be in charge of caring for the collapsed girl. Additionally, Mai, Sharon, Kirika, Freya, and Shera will be preparing for the ‘Pure Virgin’ cult’s festival. I asked Mai, the senior member, to be the provisional leader of the remaining group, but she flatly refused, so I asked Alicia.
Furthermore, since there is a considerable distance from ‘Weathercock’ to the main sanctuary of the ‘Demonic Milk’ cult where the ‘Demonic Milk Banquet’ will be held, we asked Edele to provide a carriage.
“Well then, we’re off. Wait for good news. I will definitely exterminate these heretics.”
As we were about to depart, Elise declared her fighting spirit. Lyushenne also seemed to be quietly burning with fighting spirit. Tirna, who unexpectedly got to participate, was curiously playing with the fake large breasts that Mimi No. 1 had transformed into, checking their feel. The reason her face is red is probably because they feel like real breasts, just like mine. Mimi No. 1 and Mimi No. 2’s mimicry is truly amazing.
“Hal… no, ‘Harem-chan,’ do your best! *Giggle giggle*”
“I… I’m embarrassed… Alicia… please forgive me!”
I received a perfunctory encouragement from Alicia, who was barely holding back her laughter, but I felt inexplicably embarrassed and my head ached. My name is Hal Harem Von Raymond. I am a genuine boy… I repeated this in my heart countless times, trying to affirm my male identity.
“…Ugh♡ …W-What is this… Fee♡ …It’s digging into my… ‘there’…”
However, every time the carriage swayed significantly, hitting stones, my demonic milk would shift, and I would feel it. In my crotch area, the thin fabric of my panties would also dig into the slit, and I would feel it…
A girl’s body is sensitive all over, like a erogenous zone…
I struggled to hold back, to avoid making lewd sounds.
“Everyone, we’ve arrived at the Former Lord’s Mansion. It is said that Baron Hylandora, who was dispatched from the Espana Imperial Kingdom as Governor, is currently residing here. However, seeing the lax attitude of the Espana Imperial Army soldiers standing guard, their discipline is indeed loose. I will wait around here, so please proceed on foot from now on. I suspect that that shameless roof shaped like demonic milk is the main sanctuary of the ‘Demonic Milk’ cult.”
When we all got off the carriage and surveyed our surroundings, we saw the scene Edele had described. The former lord’s mansion, where the Romaneil Viscount family, who were all massacred, used to live, has been seized by the Espana Imperial Army, and Baron Hylandora, who was appointed Governor, resides there. Here too, the Espana Imperial Army soldiers on sentry duty had sloppy uniforms and arrogant attitudes.
However, other than the sentries, all that was visible were a high wall and a magnificent gate. Through the gaps in the gate, one could only see a road leading inward and ornamental trees planted around. As expected, the former lord’s mansion seemed to be situated on a vast plot of land.
Then, as I looked around, as Edele pointed out, I saw a roof that seemed to defy public order and good morals. The shape of the roof resembled a bell-shaped breast slightly flattened by gravity. Furthermore, the roof ornament at the tip was shaped like an erect nipple, confirming it was deliberate. It was also gilded, shining with a golden hue. It was exactly as Dodge, the reseller and information broker, had described.
How vulgar…
In that case, would the main sanctuary of the ‘Pure Virgin’ cult be on the opposite side of the Former Lord’s Mansion? I suspect the roof of this sanctuary, modeled after flat breasts, would be indistinguishable unless I got closer, but I have a general idea of the relative positions.
“My head is… spinning… My Wahl is being contaminated by breasts…”
“To build such a vulgar building. It is an act that disgraces Wahl’s majesty. Unforgivable!”
Lyushenne seemed slightly unwell upon seeing the roof in question. Meanwhile, Tirna, who proudly thrust out her fake large breasts, was indignant. Somehow, Tirna, showing off her fake large breasts like a nouveau riche, seemed amusing and comical. On the other hand, Liliana looked on with sparkling eyes, full of interest, but at the same time, she exuded an aura like a raptor hunting prey. Liliana probably couldn’t wait to uncover the secrets of the ‘Demonic Milk’ cult.
“Well, it’s conspicuous as an advertisement, and perhaps it’s appropriate for the roof of a new cult. If you wish, I can turn it into dust with my magic.”
Elise also gave a wry smile, but I could almost hear her licking her lips.
”As a ‘High Elf,’ I will preach the essence of large breasts.”
Dietlinde, with a smirk, was ready for battle.
“My breasts are more beautiful. As expected, this is the ideal body I dreamed of and embodied. Hey, Master Harem-chan, how do you like my voluptuous body? I have a better personality than my sisters and I’m a super excellent catch, moo♡”
Lulu_Berze, having returned to her beautiful girl form with large breasts after a long time, cleverly used both arms from below to lift her large breasts, emphasizing their fullness. As expected, Lulu_Berze is a high-level beautiful girl and does not look out of place among the ‘Princess Harem’ party members. Then, she looked at me with teary eyes and sent me a blown kiss.
At that moment, she removed her right arm that was supporting her large breasts, supporting them with only her left arm. They swayed with a ‘boing, boing,’ which was a delightful sight. Their destructive power was comparable to Lyushenne’s explosive breasts.
And when I thought I was also among the beautiful girls, my face flushed hot. I am the owner of the largest and strongest fake demonic milk among the party members attending the ‘Demonic Milk Banquet’ this time… As we began walking towards the main sanctuary of the ‘Demonic Milk’ cult, my demonic milk swayed greatly with a ‘boing, boing,’ drawing all eyes around me.
However, the hot gazes of men and the admiring glances mixed with envy from women are very pleasant.
It feels like I’m attracting all the attention from Lyushenne and the others, but I feel like, ‘Without demonic milk, one is not a maiden.’ The demonic milk, which sways with a ‘jiggle, jiggle’ with every movement, is honestly heavy and causes shoulder stiffness, and my nipples hurt from rubbing against the fabric, but the attention is top-notch.
After walking for a while, drawing all the attention around us, we arrived at the main sanctuary of the ‘Demonic Milk’ cult.
The main sanctuary of the ‘Demonic Milk’ cult was a flamboyant building with vermilion paint on its pillars and walls, and gilded and black lacquered accents at key points. Two nuns with demonic milk were guarding the entrance, and female followers with large breasts and male followers who liked explosive breasts were entering.
“My, my, you’ve all come together. Please come inside.”
As we approached, one of the demon milk nuns guarding the entrance greeted us warmly. Upon closer inspection, that nun was Poporon, whom we had saved the day before yesterday. She must have returned to participate in the ‘Demonic Milk Banquet’ while we were gathering information in Libidoon.
“Hey, Poporon. How have you been? You remember us, right?”
Elise, who was hiding her face with a mask depicting a Valkyrie, greeted us as the temporary party leader.
“Is that the shape of your large breasts, Lady Elise? And Lady Lyushenne with her explosive breasts, and Lady Liliana with her beautiful large breasts. Then, this swelling of large breasts must be Lady Dietlinde of the ‘High Elves’, right?”
Surprisingly, Nun Poporon remembered everyone’s names based on her breast size. We, who were men at that time, and Ruru_Berze, who was a large-breasted young girl, had rested in the carriage, so we decided not to meet her.
We then entered the main sanctuary of the ‘Demonic Milk’ cult and, upon descending the stairs leading to the basement, were separated into an entrance for male followers and an entrance for female followers. Following Kirika’s advice and transforming into a female body was indeed the right choice.
“Um… I apologize, but you will have to go topless to confirm that you have large breasts or more. No one needs to be ashamed since everyone will be topless. Recently, there have been frequent incidents of spies from the ‘Pure Virgin’ cult sneaking in while wearing breast pads. Also, the ‘Demonic Milk Banquet’ is a festival that praises large breasts, so please participate while topless.”
“Yes… I look forward to it.”
Elise replied in a clear voice to the explanation from the nun Poporon.
“Then, I will humbly take your measurements to confirm that you are indeed larger than large-breasted. After that, you will receive the grace of a new follower through the initiation rite, and then you will be guided to the venue.”
Nun Poporon explained how to participate in the Demonic Milk Banquet (Sabbath), or rather, the initiation procedure for the Heavenly Demonic Milk (Manoo) religion. Unlike the Asgard Holy Church, which the former me, Lester the Cleric, belonged to, I couldn’t get enough of their questionable and cult-like approach.
And then, for some reason, I felt like my “fake vagina opening” was getting wet!?
8. Demonic Milk Banquet (Sabbath) Initiation Ritual ② △
“Everyone, the breast measurements and initiation rites will be conducted individually in partitioned areas separated by screens. Once finished, please proceed to the venue. The venue is beyond the door, further down this corridor.”
Nun Poporon, who was guiding us, led us to sections partitioned by several screens. Curtains were hung at the entrance of each partition, with nuns in charge waiting.
“I’m worried… about what they’re going to do.”
Next to me, with a worried look, was Tirna, who was padding her breasts. Tirna, who was also familiar with the torture methods used in the former Waiyar Imperial Kingdom’s imperial harem, was trembling with fear. On the other hand, the other party members seemed to be completely at ease, thinking it was just a mere amusement.
“It’s alright, Tirna. They’re all skilled.”
“‘Harem-chan’ is really reacting as if she’s become a woman. Thank you for your concern.”
When I spoke to her, Tirna smiled at me.
“Harem-sama, I will be taking care of you personally. After all, you seem to have the ‘Sacred Demonic Milk (Manoo)’… I thought Lyusienne-sama’s big breasts were supreme among you all, but I didn’t realize there was a hidden gem like Harem-sama… I was careless.”
However, Nun Poporon, who seemed to be interested in my fake breasts, declared that she would personally attend to me. At that moment, Elise and Tirna’s lips twitched slightly, and they seemed relieved that I would be the one undergoing the ordeal. When I transformed into a woman with Mimi No. 2’s “costume,” Elise and the others gathered around and molested my body, but I never imagined they had such intentions.
“Harem-sama, please take off your cumbersome cape and place it on this desk. Then, open your chest and sit on this chair.”
Inside the partition, a chair was placed against the wall, with a desk next to it for placing unwanted items. By the way, the desk drawers seemed to store various small props. As for the chair, it had a hole the size of a fist in the center of the seat, and a pot was placed underneath.
“This chair has a strange structure.”
“Yes, actually… some people get so emotional during the initiation rite that they lose control and pee, so this is a precaution. If you feel it’s dangerous, you can lift up your dress and sit down after taking off your panties.”
“Eh!? You mean, peeing!?”
“Yes, some people get so carried away with pleasure that they reach orgasm and urinate quite a bit. Since I will be performing the initiation rite for Harem-sama personally, I think it would be better to take off your panties. We will start with breast measurements, so please undress.”
The moment I had feared finally arrived. Hurried by Nun Poporon, I slowly took off my cape and was left in my pink dress. Keeping the Valkyrie-shaped mask and blond wig that covered my face, I placed my fingertips on the front of the dress and touched the first button. My heart pounded with shame, and I felt my face flushing red.
It was a reaction like that of a naive young girl.
Then, hesitantly, I unbuttoned the first button. The pink dress was designed to open in the front, considering I would be topless, but I felt Nun Poporon’s intense gaze and my fingertips felt numb. This time, I was not wearing any underwear such as a chemise or bra under my pink dress. The tip of my fake breasts, which were still protruding, was showing through the dress, which was also a cause of shame.
Then, in a spirit of resignation, I unbuttoned the second and third buttons.
The first button was directly below the collar, the second was below my fake breasts, and the third was around the end of my ribs. After that, if I opened the fabric of the dress,
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