Chapter 121 Interlude: Character Popularity Poll 2nd Place: Rieslett Himezaki*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”To a long-awaited reunion… cheers!” Shamrock shouted.
”Cheers!” the group replied in unison.
As Shamrock led the toast, everyone hoisted their mugs high. I had been tucked away in a corner of the guild, catching up with Rieslett and Ryan after a recent quest, when we bumped into the members of the Buccaneer Clan¹. They had just returned from a long-haul mission, and before I knew it, we were swept along to the nearest tavern.
”Man, it’s been a while,” Shamrock said, wiping foam from his lip. “How long has it been since we all grabbed a drink?”
”We haven’t seen your mug for at least two weeks,” Ryan replied.
”Well, I’m always on the move,” Shamrock laughed. “Unlike you, Ryan, I’ve got places to be!”
The party was soon in full swing. The conversation between Shamrock, Ryan, and me flowed easily. Ever since the Orc incident back in Nada Village, the three of us had made it a point to share a drink whenever our paths crossed. Tonight, the rest of the Buccaneers were along for the ride. But there was one outlier.
”So, Ryan, I get why you’re here,” Shamrock said, glancing sideways. “But seeing the Little Lady Rieslett out with you two? Now that’s a rare combo.”
”Just the nature of the job,” Ryan said.
”Lil and Honoka just aren’t cut out for it,” Rieslett added with a small smile. “Teaching isn’t exactly their forte.”
Our current quest involved overseeing the practical field training for students from the Sorcery Academy². Rieslett was right – Lil and Honoka were terrible instructors. Lil was the ‘learn by pain’ type; she had a habit of accidentally hospitalizing her students because she couldn’t pull her punches. After one disastrous session, she’d refused to take teaching gigs entirely.
Honoka, on the other hand, was just… vague. When a student asked her how to channel mana, her only advice was to “Go bam!” or “Just feel the whoosh!” It made sense, considering her Unique Skills³ did all the heavy lifting for her, but it didn’t help the kids.
So, the task fell to Rieslett, Ryan, and me. Ryan was technically retired from monster hunting, but the guild frequently tapped him to mentor rookies to keep the death rate down. Alisha was actually a great teacher too, but her presence caused a different set of problems – mostly the male students becoming too distracted to swing a sword. Mime and Mercedes had both politely declined.
”So, how are the kids doing?” Shamrock asked.
”They’ve reached a point where they can handle an Almiraj⁴ without tripping over their own feet,” Ryan muttered. “I’m thinking of pitting them against a pack of Goblins next.”
I nodded, happy to let Ryan handle the curriculum. If they could manage an Almiraj, they were ready for the next step.
”Hey, Z,” Shamrock whispered, leaning in.
”What is it?” I asked.
”Is the Little Lady okay?”
”Huh?”
I followed his gaze to Rieslett. She was currently slamming back mugs of ale at an alarming rate.
Wait, what?
I could have sworn she started the night with orange juice.
”Hehehe… Hey, waitress! Another one over here!” Rieslett chirped, her face flushed a deep crimson.
She was hammered. And I had a very bad feeling about who was responsible.
”Okay, who did this?” I demanded.
”That would be me!” one of the Buccaneer women cheered, raising her hand. “Come on, it’s depressing to see someone drink juice all night. She’s an adult, right? No harm done!”
”There is a lot of harm done!” I shouted.
In this world, fifteen was the age of adulthood, and you could marry as early as twelve. Legally, she was fine to drink. The problem was that Rieslett was a notorious ‘problem drinker.’
Gulp, gulp, gulp… Haaaah. “Phew… It’s getting really hot in here,” Rieslett muttered, stumbling to her feet. “Yeah… way too hot. I’m taking this off!”
Before I could stop her, she reached for the laces of her pale-green chest plate – the kind that looked like a leotard from some retro fantasy game – and started sliding it down.
A pair of perfectly shaped breasts began to spill out into the open air.
The tavern went dead silent for exactly one second. Then, the male patrons erupted into a roar of cheers.
”Rieslett! Stop!” I lunged forward, desperately trying to pull her armor back up. “This isn’t your bedroom! And it’s not even hot in here!”
”Aww, why are you being so mean, Z?” she slurred, pouting at me. “You always want me to stay all bundled up, don’t you?”
”That’s because your armor has temperature-regulation Augmentation⁵ on it, you drunk!”
”Oh… right. Hehehe! But I’m still hot, so it’s coming off!”
”Like hell it is!”
It was the New Year’s party all over again. I had some fond memories of that night, but for the sake of my sanity, I usually tried to keep them buried.
”Sorry, guys!” I yelled to Shamrock and Ryan. “Rieslett and I are heading out!”
”Nooo! More drinks!” Rieslett wailed.
”Shut up and move!” I grunted, hauling her toward the exit.
Note to self: Deal with that Buccaneer woman later.
* * *
”We’re… finally… here,” I wheezed, kicking the hotel room door shut.
”Hahaha! I’m hooooome!” Rieslett cheered.
I had basically carried her home on my back. It was an ordeal. She couldn’t even stand, let alone walk, and she had spent the entire trip home making a scene. Because she was so striking, everyone stopped to stare. To make matters worse, she kept complaining about the heat and trying to strip while I was carrying her. Since my hands were occupied, she had effectively spent the last three blocks topless, pressed against my back. The only mercy was that her chest was hidden against me, so the late-night crowds didn’t get a full show.
Though, she hadn’t made it easy. She kept whispering things like, “Hey, look… they’re soft, aren’t they? Don’t they feel good?” right into my ear. Between the friction and the words, I was struggling with a very physical problem of my own by the time we reached the bed.
I set her down on the mattress. She was a mess – hair tangled, clothes disheveled, and completely unconcerned with her modesty.
”I’ll go get some water -“
”Wait,” she whispered, grabbing my wrist.
Her eyes were watery and glazed with a heavy, sultry heat. The alcohol had stripped away her usual reservations, leaving something far more dangerous behind.
”Natsu… do you like me?” she asked, using the nickname from our old world.
”Rieslett, I told you, here I’m Z -“
”Just answer me.”
”…Yeah. I like you.”
It was the truth. Though, usually, I thought of her more as a close friend – someone I could be myself around.
”I thought so,” she giggled, suddenly lunging forward and pulling me down.
I was caught off guard, and despite my strength, I ended up flat on the bed with her pinned on top of me.
”I really… really like you, Natsu… mwah.”
She pressed her lips to mine. My brain stalled as she kissed me again and again. What started as a few clumsy, drunken pecks quickly evolved. Her tongue slid past my lips, seeking mine, and the kiss turned deep, hungry, and wet.
”Mmm… Natsu… I love you… slurp…”
Her tongue traced the roof of my mouth. For a girl who usually acted so prudish about s*x, she was being incredibly aggressive.
”Mgh… Natsu… look. You’re getting big.”
I glanced down. There was no hiding the massive tent in my trousers. After that kind of provocation, it was a biological certainty.
”Well, yeah. That tends to happen,” I grunted.
”I did that… I made you like this,” she whispered, a predatory smile dancing on her lips. “I think I like that.”
She sat up and made quick work of my belt. As my pants dropped, my erection sprang free.
”Oh my… wow… hah… hah…”
She stared at it, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and pure, unadulterated lust.
”I guess I have to take responsibility now,” she said, leaning down.
She took me into her mouth. The sounds were wet and filthy as she worked her way down the shaft. I gripped the sheets, wondering if a succubus had somehow possessed her. This didn’t feel like the Rieslett I knew.
”Mgh… glugh… slurp… mmph!”
”Rieslett… where did you… even learn that?” I gasped.
”Don’t worry about that,” she whispered, pulling back for a second to look up at me. “Does it feel good?”
”Yeah… yeah, it feels great.”
”Good. Then I’ll make it feel even better.”
She went back to work, her lips tight and her suction intense. She looked up at me with a messy, focused expression that normally I would have found ridiculous, but on her, it was incredibly arousing.
”Hah! Is it… getting bigger? I don’t think I can wait anymore, Natsu. Can I put it in? Actually, I don’t care – I’m doing it!”
She was already soaking wet; I could see the dampness staining the fabric around her thighs. She hiked up her gear, exposing her flushed, pulsing entrance. She didn’t hesitate. She straddled me, lined herself up, and sank down with a heavy, desperate thrust.
”Nnh! Oh! Haaaah! It’s in… oh god, Natsu! It feels so full!”
She was incredibly tight, her walls clenching around me as if they were trying to pull me deeper. It was that legendary ‘thousand earthworms’ sensation – an intense, rippling pressure that made it almost impossible to hold back. For someone who claimed to hate the idea of s*x, her body was a godsend.
She started to grind her hips, her breasts bouncing with every frantic movement.
”Hah! Ah! Natsu… Natsu… let me see your face!”
She reached out and peeled my mask away. It came off easily, revealing my eyes to her.
”There you are… Natsu… I love you… mwah… I really love you…”
She collapsed against my chest, her skin burning hot against mine.
”Your hands… they feel so good,” she whimpered. “Touch me… more. Massage my breasts… please…”
Her chest was smaller than Lil’s or Honoka’s, but they were firm and perfect. I reached up, kneading them until they molded between my fingers, rolling her n**ipss until she was crying out my name into the night.
”Hahn! That… it feels so good… Give me more, give it all to me… Ah! Ahhh!”
Reese’s expression melted, a lewd, heavy smile spreading across her lips. She was completely at my mercy, moving exactly as I wanted. Being dominated by her like this was pathetic – as a man, my pride wouldn’t allow it. I’ve always preferred being served over doing the serving, and letting her stay in control was a blow to my dignity. I reached out, digging my fingers into Reese’s hips, and forcibly thrust upward.
”Fuhyaah!? Natsu, that – wait… ahn! You’re hitting the back! You’re hitting the very back! Ah! No! Not there! It’s too much! I’m going! I’m c**ming!”
A single, deep thrust was all it took to send her over the edge. But I wasn’t done with her yet.
”Ah! Aah! Aahn! Natsu, this is incredible… so good! Keep going… harder! Hit me harder!”
Reese’s face twisted with pleasure, her tongue lolling out as her eyes rolled back in a daze of pure ecstasy. She looked like a creature driven by nothing but lust, a complete departure from the Reese I knew. I gripped Reese’s waist tighter, my rhythm becoming a violent, relentless blur.
Smack! Crack-crack-crack-smack!
The sound of our bodies colliding echoed through the room. That was my mistake. Reese’s body felt too good; the friction of those high-speed pulses sent a surge of heat straight to my core. I was reaching my limit.
”Crap! I’m – I’m gonna blow!” I gasped.
”Ahn! Yes! Do it! Fill me up! Pour it all inside me!”
Reese tightened around me hard. That was the final straw.
”I’m coming!”
I erupted inside her, wave after wave of heat surging into her depths.
”Fuaaaaaaaaaah! It’s so hot! I can feel it… it’s so hot inside me! I’m c**ming! Ahiiiiiiiin!”
She climaxed violently, a spray of fluid erupting as her bladder gave way at the same time. My lower body was soaked in a mess of spent seed and urine, but Reese didn’t seem to care. She just lay there with a blissful, vacant smile.
”A-ah… ahh… it’s too much… I’m still… I’m still coming…”
Her body arched like a bow, her limbs twitching in the aftermath. She must have been holding back for a long time; her climax seemed to go on forever as her body buckled under the sheer sensation.
”Haa… haa… my head… it’s all white… ah…”
Finally, the tremors subsided. Reese slumped against me, her weight heavy and warm.
”Ehehe… Natsu… I love you… I love… urp.”
She gave me a happy, doting smile, but her face suddenly drained of color. Her cheeks puffed out, and then –
”BLEUARRGH!”
”GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
She let it all out, right on top of me.
* * *
”Ugh… my head…”
I woke up to a splitting headache, the kind I’d never felt in my life. My brain felt like it was being hammered from the inside. I sat up, realizing my leotard-like armor ⁶ was a shredded, tangled mess. My breasts were exposed, and my girl parts ⁷ were visible too. I couldn’t remember a single thing after a certain point last night.
Wait, this has happened before…
My hand brushed against something hard on the floor: Natsu’s – no, Sieben’s mask. If this was here, he must have been the one who brought me back. But the man himself was nowhere to be found. I couldn’t even feel his presence nearby.
The room smelled horrific – a pungent, sour mix of stale booze and stomach acid. I scrambled to the window and threw it open. The biting morning air rushed in, chilling my flushed skin.
Right, I was still topless. Even on a high floor, I couldn’t risk being seen. I backed away from the window and headed straight for the shower to wash the grime off.
As I cleaned myself, I felt a strange sensation between my legs. A thick, white fluid began to trickle down my inner thigh.
”Achaa… I really did it, didn’t I?”
My partner had to be Sieben. I wondered who had seduced whom. Knowing me, I probably jumped him. I felt a wave of intense self-loathing wash over me.
Still, I had to thank him for getting me home. I got dressed and hurried over to Sieben’s mansion, but I was stopped at the gate. Lotte-san, the attendant, looked at me with a strained expression.
”Master Sieben says he doesn’t want to see Reese for a while,” she said firmly.
…What on earth did I do to him?
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Summary:
Following a successful quest, Z and his colleagues Ryan and Rieslett celebrate with the Buccaneer Clan. Rieslett accidentally gets drunk and attempts to strip in the tavern, leading Z to carry her back to her hotel. Once alone, Rieslett loses her inhibitions and aggressively initiates a s*xual encounter with Z.
After an intense s*xual encounter where Natsu takes control of the ‘fastidious’ Reese, she reaches a long, messy climax involving both squirting and urination. The mood shifts instantly when Reese, overwhelmed by pleasure and likely intoxication, vomits all over Natsu. The next morning, Reese wakes up with amnesia and a hangover, only to find she’s been banned from Sieben’s house due to the previous night’s ‘disaster.’
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Trivia:
- Z and Rieslett are from the same ‘original world’ (Earth).
- Rieslett’s armor has temperature-regulation enchantments.
- In this fantasy world, the age of adulthood is 15.
- Lil and Honoka were previously established as poor teachers.
- This is a ‘sidestory’ (閑話) chapter focusing on the 2nd place poll winner.
- Natsu’s pride makes him hate being the ‘passive’ partner in s*x.
- Reese’s climax was unnaturally long, suggesting she had been ‘bottling it up.’
- The white fluid dripping from Reese’s v**ina in the shower confirms a ‘creampie’ occurred.
- Lotte-san’s rejection at the gate implies Natsu is genuinely traumatized or disgusted by the vomiting incident.
- The mention of Lil and Leki’s ‘hybrid’ status suggests specialized biological traits in the world’s girls
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Character Insight:
Rieslett demonstrates a massive gap between her sober, prudish persona and her ‘problem drinker’ personality, showing deep-seated feelings for Natsu (Z) that she usually suppresses.
Reese shows a complete loss of her usual ‘clean’ persona when stimulated, while Natsu’s fragile ego is shattered not by the s*x, but by the humiliating ending. Reese’s self-loathing the next morning highlights her recurring struggle with her repressed desires.
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Behind the Scenes:
The ‘thousand earthworms’ (みみず千匹) is a classic Japanese trope describing a legendary physiological trait in s*xual health/literature.
The author notes their struggle to break Reese’s ‘fastidious’ character and admits the punchline is intentionally ‘terrible.’ Mention of ‘Honoka’ sets up the next high-ranking target for the protagonist.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Shamrock – Leader of the diversionary force for Orc’s Subjugation on Chapter 85 at the front gate.
• Rieslett – A half-Japanese, half-Swedish girl with a youthful appearance. Often mistaken for her mother’s sister. A blonde or brunette girl. Currently wearing a black cloak over a white shirt, accented with a red ribbon tie. A navy-blue, knee-length pleated skirt, black knee-highs, and brown leather shoes.
• Ryan – A scout with Stealth skills. Initially skeptical of Sieben’s overwhelming power.
• Honoka – A member of the relief team with healing magic. Despite her cute, short, ‘transistor glamour’ appearance, she is cold-hearted and mocks Sasaki, now a bound slave to him.
• Lil – One of the heroines. Height 166 cm, B-W-H: 90-56-90. She is a top-tier beauty with long indigo hair down to her waist, a large scar on her abdomen and sharp golden eyes. She has wolf ears and a tail.
• Mercedes – A girl with black hair, rare in the world. Small chest, thin pubic hair trimmed in an inverted triangle. Large, upturned eyes that lost their light due to trauma.
• Alisha – A Miko with fluffy pink hair and a prodigious, triple-digit bust measurement. The one who was kidnapped along with the merchant daughter and others.
• Mime – Former mercenary with short red hair, cat-eyed warrior, wheat-colored skin, and a toned, athletic build with visible abdominal muscles.
• Reese – Jessica’s sister, currently asleep. Identified as a ‘beautiful blonde lady’ by Alice.
• Sieben – Young man with black hair and a mask covering his eyes. He purchased Honoka and Ria.
• Lotte – A maid in her late 20s who is a high-level combatant (Level 50+).
• Leki – Lil’s daughter. Height: 140 cm, B-W-H: 70, 54, 69. She looks more like a Siberian Husky puppy than a wolf. Honestly, she just looks like a stuffed toy, recently transformed into a human form. Now use great axe as weapon.
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