Chapter 54 I Wanted to Litter, So I Tossed Her in the Trash*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
As I stepped into Isaac’s house, the scene was exactly as I’d feared: he had been stripped bare and pinned to the floor.
”Heh, heh… you’re already about to burst, aren’t you? I can tell,” the Dragonewt woman sneered, her voice oily with lust. “Your chinpo¹ is twitching like crazy.”
She ground her hips against him in a dominant cowgirl position, looking down at the humiliated Isaac with a slimy grin. She belonged to a race I hadn’t seen before, but aside from the thick tail and the horns, she looked human enough. However, her foul behavior made her features seem twisted and ugly. Even though she was naked, she possessed absolutely zero charm.
I reached out, grabbed a fistful of her hair from behind, and yanked. Her head snapped back, pulling her off him and exposing Isaac’s tensed, upright member.
Damn, Isaac, you’re packing way more heat than Senior… At least no one can call this ‘cute.’ Your pride might take a hit, but your equipment is solid!
I glanced toward my wives to see how they were taking this, but they were all pointedly looking away. Even for them, a scene of attempted s*xual assault was too much to stomach.
”Wh-What do you think you’re doing?! You bastard!” the woman shrieked.
I ignored her and looked down at my friend. “Sorry I’m late, Isaac. You okay?”
”Lord Ibuki…” Isaac muttered, his voice trembling. “No, you were fast enough. You saved me.”
He scrambled to cover himself with a nearby cloth, his eyes hollow and devoid of their usual spark. He looked like a girl who had been violated by a villain.
”Y-You… I told you to let go!” the woman barked, thrashing wildly. A sickening rip echoed through the room as clumps of her hair tore free from her scalp. I had such a firm grip that escaping was a physical impossibility.
”Are you sure about that? You’re going to end up bald,” I said coldly.
”Le-Let gooooo!”
Since she was past the point of reason, I dragged her across the floor like a sack of garbage and hurled her out the front door. With a final, wet snap, more of her hair gave way. The Dragonewt Woman rolled away naked, bleeding from her head.
”I-I won’t forgive you! I’ll kill you!!” she lunged at me, but she was incredibly slow.
I stepped aside, caught her by the ankle, and threw her into the sky with everything I had. I felt the bone in her leg give way as I launched her. Her scream faded rapidly as she plummeted toward the horizon.
She’ll die if she falls like this. I don’t know the politics here yet, so I should probably keep her alive for questioning… but honestly, she’s just a common thug. Whatever. I’ll let her live for now.
As she fell back down, I caught her by the arm to ensure she didn’t land on her head. The impact snapped her limb in a grotesque direction. She started foaming at the mouth, so I hit her with a quick burst of healing magic and slapped her awake.
”Hey… do you understand the situation now?” I asked, letting my Mana bleed out into the air, heavy with killing intent.
”Hiee! W-W-Who are you?!” she stammered.
I must have looked like a total villain, standing over a naked, broken woman, but my wives-even little Yui-kiddo-were glaring at her with pure loathing.
”I’m Isaac’s friend,” I said, my voice dropping an octave. “And you just put your hands on my friend. You think the Dragonewts are going to protect you? If they want to start a war over a piece of trash like you, I’ll wipe your whole race off the map. Are we clear?”
The woman collapsed into a heap, whimpering in terror.
The Wing-kin women finally gathered around us. “K-Keira-kiddo!” one cried out, rushing to embrace one of the girls I’d rescued. “Reki-kiddo!” another shouted. The reunion was emotional, but the majority of the crowd remained focused on the Dragonewt woman.
Meanwhile, even though he had put his clothes back on, Isaac came out cowering, pressing his hands against his chest as if to hide himself.
Hey…? Weren’t you a more manly man than that?
I watched him, worried if it was because he’d been defiled, but his posture returned to normal when he saw the Dragonewt woman cowering and his people safe.
”Ah, the rescue was a success, I see. Thank you once again.”
He knelt on both knees in front of me, took my hand in both of his, and pressed it against his forehead.
”From this point on, we Wing-kin will enter Lord Ibuki’s service. Please, accept our loyalty.”
”Mm… wait. We decided to discuss that after the Dragonewt situation was settled, right?”
”Yes. However, our minds are already made up. On top of that, you saved Keira-kiddo and Saria-kiddo. There is no longer any room for argument.”
The two girls knelt behind him, followed by every other Wing-kin in the clearing. It was a sea of bowed heads. If I accepted this, I was responsible for them. I’d have to stay and build something here.
I turned to my wives. “They’re asking for a leader. You guys okay with settling down here?”
They all nodded without a second thought.
”Alright,” I said, turning back to the crowd. “If you’re sure, then I’ll accept. As your leader, I promise to protect this land and make it prosper.”
A wave of relief and joy washed over the Wing-kin. I wanted to start planning immediately, but first, I had to take out the trash.
”What do you want to do with her, Isaac?” I asked, nodding toward the woman.
”It is your decision, my lord. If we want to negotiate, perhaps we keep her as one of the Prisoner Girls?”
”Hmm, honestly it’s a pain so I’d rather just crush them,” I admitted. “I can’t see myself shaking hands with people like this. But I guess we should try the diplomatic route first for appearances.”
”Are you not worried about a war?” Isaac asked.
”Ahaha, none at all. Any one of my wives could level their village alone. Not that I’d let them do all the work.”
”I see… Then let us send her back as a warning. If they attack us, we will have the moral high ground to retaliate.”
”Good plan,” I agreed. “Isaac, give her clothes back. We shouldn’t give them any excuse to say we started this.”
Isaac grabbed her discarded rags from the house and threw them at her face. “Get out of here! You’re total trash in bed anyway!”
The Wing-kin women joined in, jeering at her as she scrambled into her clothes. She didn’t look back as she bolted into the woods. Once she was gone, I gestured for the others to come out.
”…Sylpha-Princess,” Isaac said, his voice awkward.
”…I know. I was scolded by Lord Ibuki. That it’s the Elves’ fault for being unable to help.”
”No, I didn’t say it was your fault. I just said Isaac’s choice was natural.”
”No, it is our fault. Because we couldn’t protect them…” she said, looking sulky.
”Listen, lacking power isn’t a sin,” I told her firmly. “If you don’t have the strength to win, you lose. That’s just reality. But it doesn’t make you ‘evil.’ If power was the only thing that made someone ‘good,’ then the Duchy of Dole would be the most righteous nation on earth.”
Isaac nodded. “At the very least, I don’t resent the Elves. But I couldn’t stay and watch my people die.”
”Muu… maybe I should go back to the castle. As I thought, the one I really need to persuade is Mother.”
We moved into the house to talk properly. Sitting in the parlor was a bit stiff-knowing what had almost happened there-so I cleared my throat to get us back on track.
”Cough! If I’m going to stand as King, I have a few rules. First: this land is open to anyone who is friendly, regardless of their race.”
Isaac nodded immediately. He was used to the diversity of the local towns, so he didn’t care about bloodlines.
”Next, I’ll provide the technical foundation, but from there, I want you all to learn how to maintain and improve it. I’m not just going to hand you everything on a silver platter.”
”Understood, my lord,” Isaac replied.
”And finally… the greening. I’m going to turn this wasteland into a forest. That’s my department, so just stay out of the way while I work.”
I laid out the rest of my vision-a country where people could actually live with a smile on their faces. It was an ideal, sure, but it was one worth fighting for.
”I’m going to need a few days to prepare the move,” I said, looking at my wives. “I need some of you to stay here and keep an eye on things.”
”Then I will!” Rosanna-Sir raised her hand.
”An opponent of that level isn’t an issue, so shall I stay?” Charlotte-Mr./Ms. asked. Lisha-Sir agreed, but I stopped her.
”Sorry, but I have another job for Sha-sha. I can’t leave Lisha-Sir, the Guildmaster, here.”
”In that case, I will,” Shirley-Sir raised her hand, and Shuri-kiddo added, “I’m fine staying here too!”
”I’m counting on you. I’ll finish the preparations in five days at the most.”
”Master doing preparations for five days… what the hell are you planning?” Shuri-kiddo looked terrified.
”Heh heh heh, wait and see. I’m gonna blow everyone’s minds.”
”Wow, I can’t wait! I’m expecting you to look as cool as always, okay?”
Shuri-san beamed at me. I gave her a quick kiss, which immediately set off Meena. “Hey! No fair!” she pouted. Shuri-san puffed out her cheeks and clung to my arm. “It’s our turn now since we’re the ones staying behind, right?”
Right. I realized they just wanted some quality time before I left, so I made flirting with the four of them my top priority.
After some playful horsing around with my wives, I summoned the smaller mansion for those staying behind and headed out of the village. By the time I made my way back, the sun had already dipped below the horizon. I spent the rest of my Mana² to treat the members of the former Prisoner Girls before calling it a night.
The next day, the treatments went faster than expected. Once the critically injured were patched up, the Mana cost plummeted, and I finished the whole group in no time. I gave the girls the news.
”You’re all free to go. If you need a place to rest for a while, feel free to use this spot. We’ll be gone for a few days, so stay or head home-it’s up to you.”
Mari-chan stepped forward as their spokesperson. “Is there… anything we can do to help? To repay you?”
”Hmm. Like I said before, just try to get along. I can create anything I need, as you can see. A relationship where we can actually laugh together is worth way more to me than ‘things’.”
”In that case…” Mari-chan’s expression turned dead serious. “I’m going to go train! One day… one day, I’ll have my revenge!”
By “revenge,” she definitely meant in the bedroom. I couldn’t help but wonder exactly how she planned to train her omanko³. Still, there was something undeniably hot about a beautiful Elf vowing to work her ass off at being lewd just so she could be ready for me.
”Sure. I’ll be waiting,” I whispered in her ear. Her knees immediately buckled, and she slumped to the ground, flushed.
With that, I left Mari-chan and the others behind and took off in the plane.
I’d left the Hero back at the mansion this time, bringing the Saint along instead. Of course, I kept her blindfolded the entire time she was outside.
”Erina, sorry about this. I forgot to send you back the other day, and now I’ve saddled you with guard duty,” I apologized for the hassle. Erina looked exhausted.
”It’s fine…” she managed.
”Erina… I didn’t realize she’d worn you down that much. I’m sorry.” I pulled her into a hug.
”Mmm… It was a truly dreadful job, but it was worth it for this, sir-desuwa⁴,” she said. She sat sideways across my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. Every move she made was so graceful; she managed to make even acting like a brat look high-class.
”Erina, you’re so elegant when you cuddle. It’s almost cheating.”
”I wish she’d teach me. When I do it, I just feel like a kid,” Meena said.
”Shirley said the same thing,” I added. “She wondered why she couldn’t pull it off despite being from the nobility too. I guess it’s just raw talent.”
Erina’s eyes darted around as we critiqued her. “I-I can hear you, you know!”
”That’s the point! Come on, teach me!” Meena begged.
Erina straightened up and sat back down beside me, trying to regain her composure. “There’s nothing to teach. You’re watching me right now… Besides, I am not giving a lecture on how to be ‘cute.’ It’s too embarrassing!”
”Please! When I try it, I look like a monkey hanging off a branch!”
The rest of my wives burst out laughing. “Bwah-ha-ha!”
”Hey! You guys are mean!” Meena was actually getting ticked off, so I pulled her over and sat her on my lap. “Just sitting here normally is fine, Meena. I like it either way.”
”Hmph. Maybe it’s just because my tits are too big?” she muttered, glancing at the others while cupping her chest.
The flat-chest brigade visibly flinched.
”Careful, idiot,” I warned. “Don’t start a cup-size civil war. You’ll trigger a massacre.”
”Hmph! They laughed at me, so they can deal with it!”
Meena had a point-I had laughed-but her comeback turned the heat on me.
”Hey, Ibuki… by ‘massacre,’ you mean you think we’re the ones who are pitiful, right?”
”Wait, hold on. I didn’t create the gap! That’s just how society is! I love them all!”
”Geez… don’t be so proud of saying something so stupid,” Yui sighed, poking my chest. Meena looked at her with renewed interest. “Actually, Yui-chan is pretty good at this too! Teach me!”
”Huh? I’m not… I’m not doing anything special?” Yui looked genuinely confused.
While they were bickering, we reached Dole. I disposed of the Saint in the town and flew off. We didn’t exchange a single word. I strapped a parachute on her, literally tossed her out of the sky like a bag of trash, circled once to make sure she was drifting down okay, and then shoved her restraints back into my Storage. She was probably screaming something, but I didn’t care enough to listen.
”Ibuki-sama… if you were going to be that blunt, I wish you’d told me-desuwa,” Erina said, looking dejected. Apparently, she’d felt a modicum of courtesy was required and had been putting up with the Saint’s endless whining. She told me the woman was so selfish it was a nightmare to say no to her.
”My bad. I can’t stand the sight of her, so I just checked out and left it to you.”
The woman was a landmine. The fact that she actually suggested “apologizing to Dole” proved our values were fundamentally incompatible. It was infuriating how she stayed just inside the line where punching her would be overkill. She wasn’t even worth the effort of correcting. Just pure garbage.
”I quite agree. She is… unacceptable-desuwa,” Erina said. She climbed back onto my lap, leaning into me. “As a reward for my hard work, please let me stay right here.”
We kept flirting as we flew toward Pole. Once there, I met with Guildmaster Lisha and laid out my requests. I needed her to gather Materiel-specific resources I couldn’t create myself that were unique to this region.
”I see, I see. Taking this so seriously… does this mean you’re officially making that place your kingdom, Ibuki-sama?”
”It’s already a country. But in terms of development? Yeah. I’m going to turn that land into a place where all of you can live happily. I won’t compromise on that.”
”Ufufu, I can’t wait-desuwa. I have high expectations… my dear husband-desuwa.”
”Count on it. Just wait for me, my love.” I gave her a parting kiss and headed for the peaks of the Rock Valley Mountains. There weren’t any clean landing strips, so it was a struggle, but I finally touched down at our destination.
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Summary:
Ibuki rescues Isaac from a s*xual assault by a Dragonewt woman and drives her away. Isaac and the Wing-kin race pledge their absolute loyalty to Ibuki, choosing him as their new lord. Ibuki accepts and begins planning a new, inclusive nation built on technology and greenery.
Ibuki finishes treating the Prisoner Girls and leaves them with the choice of freedom. He then travels toward the Rock Valley Mountains, dropping off the unwanted Saint along the way by literally throwing her out of a plane. He meets Lisha to gather materials for his developing kingdom before arriving at his mountain destination.
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Trivia:
- Isaac’s physical ‘impressiveness’ compared to ‘Senior’.
- The Dragonewt woman is sent back naked and wounded as a strategic trap.
- Sylpha’s internal conflict regarding the Elves’ perceived ‘sin’ of weakness.
- Ibuki’s stance that ‘lack of power’ is not synonymous with ‘evil’.
- Lisha is excluded from staying behind because her skills as Guildmaster are needed for the move.
- Ibuki can summon buildings (mansions) at will.
- The Saint was blindfolded the entire time she was with the group.
- Lisha is the Guildmaster of the Merchant Guild in Pole.
- Ibuki considers the Saint a ‘landmine’ (mentally unstable or toxic person)
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Character Insight:
Ibuki transitions from a traveler to a King/Lord. Isaac shows a vulnerable, almost broken side before regaining his resolve as a leader through Ibuki’s support.
Ibuki demonstrates an extreme dichotomy: deep tenderness and protective instincts for his wives (Erina, Meena, etc.) versus cold, mechanical indifference toward those he dislikes (the Saint). Mari-chan’s innocence leads her to misunderstand ‘s*xual training’ as literal martial training.
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Behind the Scenes:
The title ‘I Wanted to Litter’ refers to the Dragonewt woman being treated as literal trash and thrown out of the house.
The term ‘landmine’ (jimichi) is Japanese slang for a person who appears attractive or normal but has explosive psychological issues.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Isaac – The chief of the Wing-kin tribe. He has a tragic countenance due to the loss of his people while searching for food. The male clan chief of the Wing-kin. He holds Ibuki in high regard for restoring their land.
• Ibuki – Broke high‑schooler from Earth who got tossed into another world with the “Crafter” class he first thought was useless—turns out it’s totally busted. Black‑haired, germaphobic, and low‑key bitter but sharp as hell. Uses Synthesis, Processing, and Inventory skills to survive, craft gear, and haul loot while exploring. Currently a Level 10 otherworlder, wielding a stone axe, traveling the frontier forest with Charlotte, and just trying to stay alive long enough to find a bit of peace.
• Yui – Female student from Earth—one of the summoned companions, upperclassman designated as the Sage. She expresses deep romantic feelings for Ibuki despite the polygamous culture.
• Keira – A Wing-kin girl appointed as a Pitmaster for the party.
• Sylpha – Youngest daughter of the Elf Chieftain. A blonde elf princess sent as a monitor. Blunt, realistic about her people’s desperation, and enjoys Ibuki’s food.
• Rosanna – Older ex-slave in the party, rocking that high-born noble vibe—volunteers for intel on dark orgs, spots the crew’s busted power levels. Loyal AF, scouts underground, bows deep with solemn grace while opening up on missions.
• Charlotte – Short, skinny late‑teen slave girl with messy brown hair, feline eyes, and a soft, slender body. Was an Ex‑Level 8 farmer, now Level 10 and bound to Ibuki, who she calls “Master” and calls herself his wife. Wears rags at first, then pretty clothes he makes, plus his bat‑wing hairband. Blushy, clingy, protective, and easily emotional, she follows him on runs, fights, and flights while always worrying if she’s useful enough.
• Lisha – Mature native babe with killer curves, huge rack, long brown hair, big-sis vibes—polite shy type who hangs back gathering intel on other Heroes. Head of Sha-sha brand, acting chair, runs group logistics/training with authoritative feminine flair.
• Shirley – 14yo ex-knight family swordswoman, Ibuki’s 2nd slave (8-gold scapegoat from Karl), rocking long red hair, dignified cool beauty in tight white dress—shocked by the chill vibes at first. Fanatic loyalist, weapon tester, security guard, blunt questioner of his slave game, one of his 3 wives, combat/sales pro but can’t cook.
• Shuri – 15yo tomboy lancer at 170cm, messy blonde hair, lean athletic build—worries about the Dole Kingdom beef heating up. Blacksmithing savvy, she’s the tough chick with a spear who’s all about that hands-on grind.
• Meena – A young girl and slave who is easily overwhelmed by Ibuki’s crafting abilities. An 18-year-old thief with a youthful appearance. Height is approximately 140cm (4’7).
• Mari – A girl associated with the prisoners/warriors. She feels a sense of shame regarding her sexual encounter with Yuki the previous day. A young girl who accompanies the group, acting as an escort for the Princess. Vice-commander of the Third Division. An Elven woman with blonde hair. Previously had a large jagged scar on her cheek before being healed. Disciplined but shows a flustered, tsundere-like personality when her authority is undermined.
• Hero – Ibuki’s upperclassman from Earth—summoned as the naive Hero with emotional, mentally fragile personality. Empathetic yet reluctant and inadequate-feeling, lacking survival instincts and political skills. Currently in despair and terrified by his situation.
• Erina – A 17‑year‑old swordswoman and slave under Ibuki’s contract, originally from Paul, with drill hair, a refined noble‑like air and speech suggesting she was once a high‑born lady.
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