Volume 2 Chapter 3 Escort Request☆
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
(Chronologically, this takes place two or three chapters later. It doesn’t affect the main plot, so it’s all good, right?)
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Three weeks after that trendy cafe lunch with Mercedes and Zofie-san, I decided to take on a merchant escort quest. Our whole party had finally hit Level 20, and I figured it was time to take the D-Rank promotion exam-the benchmark for being considered a “real” adventurer. The target for D-Rank is Level 21; I’d already climbed to Level 23.
This was a departure from our usual extermination jobs. This time, we weren’t just looking at monsters; there was a real chance we’d be squaring off against bandits. I hadn’t fought a life-or-death battle against another human yet, but if I didn’t hit D-Rank, I was stuck. The Guild has hard restrictions on the deeper dungeon floors for anyone ranked lower.
Regarding the grim possibility of having to kill someone during the mission, the consensus among the members of Leemans was as follows:
* Kenta-kun: I’d really rather avoid it if possible.
* Takuya: I’m a Ninja; it’s not an issue (unless they’re yandere girls).
* Makoto: I’d prefer to avoid it.
* Kazuya: My Summoning Skills will handle the dirty work, so I’m good.
* Me: No problem if it’s a guy. If it’s a girl… depends on who she is.
After weighing our options, we decided we could handle it and officially accepted the request. Our strategy for an ambush was simple: Kenta-kun and Makoto, who were the most hesitant about killing, would stay back to protect the client. The other three of us would take the front line. Since flubbing our first night at camp or a midnight skirmish would be a disaster, we made sure to do a dry run on a separate day.
One thing led to another, and before I knew it, the day of the quest arrived. We met our client at the main gates of the Royal Capital.
”I’m Elmer, the client for this job,” the man said.
”I’m Daisuke, the leader of Leemans,” I replied.
Elmer was a portly man in his forties. He was a merchant with his own shop in the Capital, and he regularly traveled to other towns and villages for buying and selling. Owning a storefront in the Capital suggested he was doing pretty well for himself. (Is he just a natural at appraising goods, or can he read the market trends? Or maybe he just has the right connections?)
The trip to Rotegrütze¹ would take two days, with one night spent camping. Elmer had a carriage, but we were on foot. Once we arrived, we’d stay at an inn; the following day, Elmer would handle his business while we took a break. He’d cover the lodging, though food was on us. The return trip would take three days because of the heavy cargo, meaning we’d be back in the Capital by noon on the sixth day.
On the road, we expected the usual suspects: Goblins, Kobolds, and Wolves, with Skeletons joining the party once the sun went down. None of them were a match for us. Naturally, keeping watch at night was part of the contract. We set up a five-man rotation from 8:00 PM to about 5:00 AM, giving each of us a shift of just under two hours.
There was also the lingering threat of bandits. Honestly, you’d have to be a special kind of stupid to pull highway robberies this close to the Capital. If word got out, the Knights would be on them in a heartbeat for some on-the-spot summary execution.
The journey to Rotegrütze went off without a hitch. We fended off a few monsters and handled the Skeletons at night with zero drama. Even the town itself was quiet. I was a bit sleep-deprived and tired, so I skipped the sightseeing and crashed early. A more energetic guy probably would’ve hit the local brothels.
Thinking of brothels reminded me of Regina-san, though I hadn’t gone back to see her yet. My [Sexual Technique] was currently Level 6, which should be pretty impressive, but I wanted to grind it a bit more before I went for my “revenge” match.
(I’ve got to make the sophisticated, mature Regina-san go into an infinite climax loop until she’s doing a full-on ahegao² double-peace sign. I’m dead serious.)
Of course, I hadn’t raised my Skill levels with a partner; it was all thanks to some “Private Power Generation”³. I’ve been sneaking off to do it on the road, too. I mean, obviously, right? My [Mental Memory]⁴ Skill is a total lifesaver in those moments. It lets me “revisit” my time with Regina-san and the other instructors like Ines-san with perfect clarity.
The return trip was much slower, moving at a lazy crawl. I’d been chatting with Elmer most of the way; he seemed to have a real knack for sensing trends. Or more accurately, he had an Intuition Skill. (That’s a nice one. Maybe I should pick that up?)
I ended up grabbing the Intuition Skill that very day. On the second afternoon of the return trip-the fifth day in total-I was pondering my next Skill pick when my [Danger Sense]⁵ flared. It had just hit Level 9 yesterday. I scanned the area with [Presence Detection]⁶ and found something waiting in the bushes up ahead. There were six of them. Monsters around here weren’t smart enough to set an ambush, so they had to be human. Bandits.
”Ambush in the bushes ahead. Six of them. Likely bandits,” I warned.
”Copy that,” Takuya replied.
We brought the carriage to a halt and slipped into our pre-arranged formation. Realizing they’d been spotted, the group emerged from the brush.
”If you value your lives, leave the gold and the cargo!” one of them barked.
”Hand it over quietly and we might just let you live!” another added.
The group was exactly what you’d expect: two men and… four women? It was hard to tell their ages or even their genders at first because they were so filthy. Clearly, nobody in their camp could use Water Magic. They brandished their swords, spitting out those classic, cliché lines. Definitely bandits. I felt a wave of pressure hitting me-must be a Skill. I could handle it thanks to my [Mental Attack Resistance] and [Patience], but it was still a slog. Best to end this quickly.
”Stick to the plan. Engage!” I shouted.
”Roger!” the team replied.
I found myself squared off against a burly woman about five-foot-nine and a demi-human girl around five-foot-three. Honestly, they both smelled pretty rank, so I really wanted to get this over with. Since going easy on someone is a great way to get killed, I used [Appraisal] to check their stats.
The big one was Zahra, twenty-three years old, Level 30. Her Class was Warrior, and she had [Swordsmanship] at Level 6, along with some nasty bandit skills like [Extortion] at Level 3. That explained why I was feeling so much pressure. The smaller demi-human was Ilse, sixteen years old, and only Level 5. She was an Archer with [Archery] at Level 3, but no other combat skills. She was probably a rookie.
Even though I’d just hit Level 24, Zahra should have been a challenge at Level 30. However, her stats were halved due to her “evil” Titles like [Robbery] and [Murder]. I actually had the upper hand. Still, her [Extortion] skill was no joke; I would’ve been in trouble without my resistance skills.
”I’ll ask just once-will you surrender?” I asked.
”Hah! What a softie!” Zahra mocked.
She swung her sword, and I met her blade. The fight was over in seconds. I beat her down before Ilse even had a chance to notch an arrow.
”Gugh! You… that swordplay… You’re not the kid you look like!” Zahra wheezed.
”Who knows,” I said.
It was true enough; I wasn’t exactly the seventeen-year-old I appeared to be. If our stats were close, the outcome was decided by Skill levels, and mine had just hit Level 10 last night. My resistance skills were Level 3, which was just enough to nullify her [Extortion].
Now, only Ilse was left. However, since this girl didn’t have any [Evil-Category Titles], I decided to handle her with a bit more care.
”If you surrender now, I can keep you from getting hurt,” I offered.
”Don’t you laugh at me! I can fight just as well as anyone!” Ilse snapped.
I must have hit a sore spot, because she looked furious. I didn’t have a blunt training sword, so I decided to use a pommel strike. I closed the distance with [Flash Move]⁷ and knocked her out before she could even register my shadow.
Checking the surroundings, the rest of the fight was over. We hadn’t taken any damage. Takuya and Kazuya had captured the other female bandits alive. My condolences to the men.
When I went to tie them up, the smell was unbearable. I decided to give them a quick wash with [Water Magic], then used a mix of [Wind] and [Fire Magic] to dry them off so they wouldn’t catch a cold.
”Elmer-san, sorry about the extra luggage. Also, this little one doesn’t have any evil Titles. How should we handle her?” I asked.
”Well, the journey ends tomorrow, so it’s fine,” Sir Elmer replied. “Even without Titles, the fact remains that she committed banditry. Normally, she’d be an indentured servant, but with active participation, she’ll likely be sold into penal servitude as a criminal slave. For now, ownership belongs to you, Sir Daisuke, as the one who defeated her.”
”What? I can’t afford to keep a slave… but I’d hate to see her wind up in the penal colonies,” I muttered.
”Hmm… if she can be taught to behave, I could take her in as a general servant for my guild,” Elmer suggested. “But as she is now, she’d just be a liability. If I trust my ‘Intuition’, I think it’s best to leave her in your hands, Daisuke-san.”
”Wait, me? Why?” I asked.
”Exactly what I said. I’ll lend you a spare tent. Use tonight to break her in and teach her some discipline. It’s for her own sake, really.”
I wasn’t entirely sold on the idea, but Elmer was right-at this rate, she was headed for a death sentence in the mines. I had to try something. “Fine. I’ll see what I can do.”
”I’m counting on you,” Elmer said with a smile.
I ran it by the rest of the party first. “So, I’ve got to discipline the girl tonight. Any objections?”
”Go for it,” Kazuya said. “She’s not a kid, so I’ve got no beef with it.”
”Better than her dying or ending up in the mines, ssu,” Takuya added.
”I might have chosen differently, but you won the right to decide, Daisuke-san. I won’t oppose you,” Makoto said.
”No objections from me, either,” Kenta-kun finished.
And so, I spent the night in the same tent as Ilse. I took the first watch, and as soon as I was done, I stepped inside.
”You still awake?” I asked.
”…Obviously,” Ilse muttered.
She was sitting up, looking incredibly sullen. Her hands and feet were bound, so she’d clearly given up on running.
”Look, the way things are going, you’re headed for penal servitude. You know what happens to criminal slaves,” I said.
”I don’t care! Do whatever you want with me!” she barked.
She was trying to act tough, but I could see her trembling. She knew exactly how high the mortality rate was for slaves like that.
”Well, I care. If you can learn to behave, there might be another way out for you. So, I’m going to teach you some discipline.”
”What? What does that even mean?”
I decided to start with a spanking. I pulled her across my lap and started thwacking her bottom.
”Gugh…! Ungh…!”
To her credit, she didn’t scream or cry. She had a lot of spirit-I just wished she’d used it for something other than highway robbery. After about twenty hits, she still hadn’t broken, so I decided to switch tactics.
Next up: tickling.
”Hahahaha! Stop-stop it!”
”You’re too loud. ‘Silent Field’⁸.”
Her screeching was starting to grate on my nerves, so I dampened the sound with a bit of Wind Magic. It worked, but she was still glaring at me with those defiant eyes.
”You really are a stubborn one, aren’t you?”
”Huff… huff… Is that all you’ve got? You’re a joke.”
She was bluffing, trying to save face, but her spirit was still intact. Honestly, I didn’t want to resort to actual, bloody torture. I had to think of another way to break her.
”Who would ever bow down to a p**sy-ass softie like you?”
”Sigh… If that’s how you want to play it, I’ll take you on a tour of ‘Pleasure Hell.’ Don’t go regretting it later, okay?”
Her taunts finally got under my skin. Fine. I’d just break her with pure, unadulterated ecstasy instead.
”You? You look like you’d suck in bed.”
”Still talking, I see.”
I sat cross-legged and pulled Ilse back between my knees, grabbing a handful of her breasts from behind. For a girl her age, she was surprisingly well-endowed-soft, squishy, and satisfyingly firm. Definitely the kind of ‘loli’ Makoto would lose his mind over.
”Ngh…!”
”It would be a lot easier for you if you just said ‘I’m sorry,’ you know?”
”Like hell… I will…!”
She really was a brat. Fine-let’s do this properly.
I pulled her clothes up, stripping her down so I could knead her bare skin directly. I started slow, tracing the curves and teasing the edges of her chest. I leaned in, licking the nape of her neck and giving her the occasional hickey. I’d washed her off earlier, so she didn’t smell like the road anymore; she smelled sweet, like a woman in heat.
”Huff… huff… ♡”
Her breath was turning into sweet little gasps, and her body started to writhe against mine. She was feeling it, but she wouldn’t snap yet. I moved my fingers to her areolae, lightly scratching them with my nails before pinching her n**ipss, rolling them between my thumbs and tugging just enough to make her gasp.
”Haah… ♡ Haa… ♡ Is… is that all…?”
Her breathing was ragged now, her entire body tensed. She was obviously loving it. I guess it was time for the next stage. I slid my right hand down past her stomach, teasing her navel before reaching into her bottoms to find her heat.
”Th-there…!”
”Ready to apologize yet?”
”In your dreams! If you’re gonna do it, just hurry up and do it!”
Was this girl’s heart made of diamond? I reached her folds and found her pubic hair a bit overgrown and unkempt. Honestly, not my favorite.
”You really should take better care of yourself down here.”
”Shut up! Leave me alone!”
Fair enough. We weren’t exactly dating. I slid my fingers deeper and, sure enough, she was soaking wet. After all that teasing, it was inevitable.
”Look at this… you’re practically dripping. Getting a little overwhelmed?”
”I-I’m fine! Stop treating me like a kid!”
Ah, a child complex. That changed things. I’d have to pivot my strategy.
”You’re right. You’re a grown woman, Ilse. You’ve got big, beautiful breasts, and you’re already so wet for me…”
”Shut up, you pervert!”
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”What’s wrong? Giving up already? Heh… I knew you were a p**sy-ass chicken!”
”That’s it. I’m not holding back anymore. Don’t bother begging me to stop, because I won’t.”
I decided to get serious.
I used my thumb to rhythmically grind against her clitoris while burying my middle and index fingers inside her, stirring them around with a wet, squelching sound as I hunted for her G-spot. At the same time, I used my left hand to keep her n**ipss pinched while kneading her breasts with my palm. I trailed my tongue along her neck and back, eventually swirling it inside her ear with a wet, slurping heat.
”Hauu! Nghhh…!!”
”Hm? I thought you were ‘fine.’ Why is your voice shaking?”
With every erogenous zone being hammered at once, her body jerked violently. She was red-faced, teeth bared as she tried to endure the onslaught. But thanks to my ‘Sex Techniques’⁹ skill, I knew exactly where she was weakest. Her ears, a soft touch on the n**ipss, vibrations on the clitoris, and a firm rub against the anterior wall of her v**ina. I focused everything on those spots.
”Does this feel good? Does it?”
”Haaaaa… ♡ Wa-wait… wait a second… ♡”
She finally hit her limit. Her body was twitching uncontrollably, and a thin line of drool leaked from her lip. But I didn’t stop. Discipline requires results.
”If you can still talk, you’re fine. Enjoy the rest of the tour.”
”St-stop… I’m sorry! I’ll apologize! I apologize…!”
She thrashed her head back and forth, finally spitting out the words of surrender. She could handle pain, but she was a total slave to pleasure.
”Finally giving in, are we?”
”Haa… ♡ Haa… ♡”
She slumped against me, her eyes glazed over and her breath coming in short, sharp hitches. She looked far more seductive than her age suggested. Honestly, I was at my limit too, but I didn’t want this to be a total forced encounter. I figured I’d just have to ‘Private Power Generation’¹⁰ myself later tonight.
”Wa-wait…”
”What? You want more? You’ll pass out if we keep going.”
”V-vi… virgin…”
”Huh? You’re a virgin? What about it?”
”Since you… since you did all that… I want you to take it. Take my virginity. My body… it won’t stop throbbing. I can’t stand it… ♡”
Well, that was unexpected.
Then again, my ‘Sex Techniques’ was Level 6. That’s a world-class level of skill. I might have overdone it.
”Please… I’m begging you. I’ll be good from now on. I promise.”
The bratty Ilse was gone, replaced by a girl bowing her head meekly. I suppose this was the ultimate form of discipline.
”Fine. But you better behave.”
”I will.”
She’d finally become honest. I flipped her over and laid her down on the blanket inside the tent, tossing the ropes aside.
”Here I come.”
”Yeah… take me.”
That was a surprisingly bold line. Was she really a virgin?
I pushed myself into her. She was a ‘flood’ on the outside, but as soon as I entered, it was clear she hadn’t lied. It was incredibly narrow, a tight, squeezing heat that threatened to end me right then and there.
”Ngh…!”
”Relax. It’ll only hurt if you’re tense.”
”I’m trying…!”
”Fine. ‘Heal’. That should do it.”
”Ah… yeah. Keep going.”
I pushed deeper until I felt the resistance of her hymen.
”You’re sure about this?”
”Yeah… I’m a virgin, but you’re a pro, right? Make me feel good.”
”You sure have a big mouth for someone in your position.”
Even when she was submitting, she was a firecracker. I cast Healing Magic again to take the edge off the tearing and began to move. I explored her, finding that sweet spot on the anterior wall I’d felt earlier. She was soaking wet and the friction was incredible. It was so tight I had to fight to keep my own composure.
”Haa… ♡ Haa… ♡ It feels so good… ♡ You really… ah… ♡ You’re amazing at this… ♡”
”The name’s Daisuke. And you feel incredible, Ilse.”
She was fully lost in it now, her cheeks flushed, eyes hazy, and mouth hanging open. She looked devastatingly lewd. Now that she wasn’t fighting it, she was vocalizing every bit of pleasure. I decided to pick up the pace.
”Hauu! It’s so good! Daisuke, more! Give me more! ♡”
”Greedy for a virgin, aren’t you?”
I pulled out, flipped her over, and pushed her down onto all fours. I grabbed her by the hips and started slamming into her from behind.
”Haaaaaa! This feels different! It’s hitting… it’s hitting the spot! Oh god, I’m c**ming! ♡♡”
She clearly liked the change in angle. She gripped the blanket, head tossing as she screamed.
”I can’t… No! It’s too much! Daisuke, I’m gonna c**m! I’m c**ming! ♡♡”
I was right there with her. I hammered into her for the final stretch.
”Last spurt! Let it out!”
”AAAAHHH! I’M CUMMING! KUAHAHA!”
Ilse arched her back, her entire body rigid as she climaxed. Her walls clamped down on me like a vice, dragging me over the edge with her.
”I’m finishing!”
”Kuhi…!?”
I pulled out at the last second and finished across her back. I didn’t have any birth control, so better safe than sorry.
”Phew. Satisfied? You better be ready to work tomorrow.”
”Zzz… zzz…”
”And she’s out!”
She’d completely exhausted herself. In the end, I felt like she was the one who won. But she looked cute while she was sleeping, so I guess it was worth it.
’Required experience points met. Acquired “Training”¹¹ Skill.’
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”Alright, Elmer-san¹². I’ll leave the rest to you.”
”Understood. You can count on me.”
”Ilse, work hard.”
”I know, I know.”
We reached the capital the next day and finished the quest. I registered Ilse as a general slave and, as promised, Elmer-san took her in to work at his shop. The other bandits were handed over to the guards; their lives were going to be a lot grimmer.
”Hey, Daisuke.”
”Yeah? What is it, Ilse?”
”If I’m a good girl… will you do that to me again?”
”Sure. Why not?”
”Yes! You better keep that promise!”
”Yeah, yeah. You keep yours too.”
”I told you, I know!”
She was about to start a life of indentured servitude, but she was beaming like she’d just won the lottery. I really do feel like I’m the one being played here.
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Ilse: “All according to plan.”
Just kidding. Ilse doesn’t think that far ahead. She’s just a lucky girl who ended up exactly where she wanted to be.
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Summary:
Daisuke and his party ‘Leemans’ take an escort mission for a merchant named Elmer to gain experience for D-Rank promotion. They are ambushed by bandits, resulting in the capture of a rookie demi-human girl named Ilse and her leader Zahra. Daisuke takes provisional ownership of Ilse to prevent her from becoming a criminal slave, beginning a night of ‘discipline’.
Daisuke uses magic and s*xual stimulation to break the defiant female bandit Ilse. After a night of intense ‘discipline’ and her first s*xual encounter, Ilse’s attitude completely shifts toward submission. The story concludes with her registration as a slave in the Royal Capital.
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Trivia:
- D-Rank requirement is Level 21, but Daisuke is already 23.
- Bandits have their stats halved due to ‘Evil’ category titles.
- Daisuke uses a pommel strike because his sword has no blunt back.
- The term ‘Private Power Generation’ is Daisuke’s euphemism for m**urbation.
- Sexual Technique level is 6, raised entirely through solo practice using Mental Memory.
- Ilse is a virgin despite her delinquent attitude.
- Daisuke has Level 6 Sex Techniques, which is considered world-class.
- Healing magic can be used to mitigate the pain of losing one’s virginity.
- The ‘Training’ skill is an official system skill unlocked through these actions
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Character Insight:
Daisuke shows a mix of pragmatism and mercy; he enjoys his power but feels a sense of responsibility (or perhaps possessiveness) over Ilse’s fate. Ilse shows significant pride despite her low level and precarious situation.
Ilse shows a deep-seated complex about being treated like a child, which Daisuke exploits to make her crave ‘adult’ treatment. Daisuke displays a pragmatic but somewhat detached approach to the women he subdues.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author notes this chapter is a slight chronological jump to show the party’s growth without bogging down the main plot.
The author uses classic ‘corruption’ tropes common in web novels where physical pleasure leads to immediate psychological submission and loyalty.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Mercedes – Brown semi‑long hair, thick chest armor, and a self‑styled ‘pure maiden‑knight’ look, now in a white frilled one‑piece. A high‑spirited Royal Knight of the Maultasche Kingdom, she mediates, teaches shield techniques, leads the party, despises goblins and orcs, and seeks a boyfriend. Intelligent, elite in combat and destruction magic, she knows guild mechanics and sees dungeons as divine trials.
• Zofie – A beastman woman and a Civil Servant. Friend of Mercedes. She is approximately 165cm tall with long indigo hair and a standard build.
• Kenta – Normal‑built magic swordsman, fan of a famous RPG, reincarnated and summoned; serves Salarymans and Leemans parties, toggling vanguard/mid‑guard, wields Water Magic. Young, inexperienced companion of Daisuke, member of the protagonist’s party, Level 20+, visibly drained after a red‑light district encounter, hesitant to kill.
• Takuya – Reincarnated ninja in traditional black garb and mask, once rejected by the Hero’s party for class mismatch and suggested naming after Iga. Now mid‑guard of the Salarymen party and Leemans member, he talks in stereotypical ninja dialect, uses varied attacks and excels at flanking. Also part of Daisuke’s crew, adopts a faux‑samurai tone, emphasizes stealth, pragmatic combat, level 20+, undergoing ninja training.
• Makoto – Short, chubby Earth-summoned blacksmith and Reeman member, speaks in stiff samurai-style “sogashi” first-person. Level 20+, serves as Daisuke’s vanguard with high STR and VIT, specializing in tanking goblins and avoiding human kills. Dreams of mastering the forge under a mentor, often visits the blacksmith’s workshop. Deeply enamored with an elegant elven girl, constantly gazing at her with quiet awe—his elf enthusiasm is legendary among the party.
• Kazuya – Scrawny fantasy summoner in Daisuke’s party, rearguard, speaking in a junior‑slacker cadence. Grades his Summoning Magic (level 20+) in his room, visualizing a dancer‑like woman and a weak slime to aid combat. Member of Leemans, he relies on summoned entities and stays low‑key.
• Elmer – A portly merchant in his 40s who owns a shop in the Royal Capital. Possesses an Intuition Skill and travels frequently for trade. A shopkeeper or merchant in the Royal Capital who takes in slaves for work.
• Regina – An experienced older woman (Onee-san archetype) wearing a sexy dress. Provides services or companionship. Possesses high ‘experience levels’ in sex and uses professional ‘lip service’ to please clients. Floor manager/coordinator at the brothel. Mid-twenties with blue-purple hair and green eyes. Wears a marine-blue dress with a deep slit and thigh-high socks.
• Ines – Leader of the Twin Winds duo, a 170 cm human with long green hair, heavy metal armor and a voluptuous build. A D‑Rank, Level 21+ magic swordsman who fuses wind magic with swordplay, she accelerates with wind, moves swiftly, and is cool‑headed yet shy and pouting when teased. Dignified instructor for the party, light‑weight drinker.
• Zahra – 23-year-old female bandit. Level 30 Warrior. Sturdy build, 175cm tall. Possesses Extortion Lv3 and Swordsmanship Lv6.
• Ilse – 16-year-old demi-human female. Level 5 Archer. Rookie bandit with Archery Lv3. No ‘evil’ titles. A young female bandit with a stubborn personality and a child complex. Large-breasted despite her youthful appearance. Becomes a slave under Elmer’s care.
• Aya – A 165 cm‑tall, slender alchemist with long hair and a flat chest, dressed without chest armor, is serious and straight‑laced, a diligent member of the Working Women Party; in the protagonist’s delusions she appears as his lover.
• Rei – A 155 cm, standard‑built member of the Working Women Party, she sports twin‑tails, thick chest armor, and a bright, high‑energy aura. Formerly a cosplayer, she now wields the unique “Rainbow Raiment” skill, brightening her allies and standing out in the magic‑clad class.
• Rin – Ice Mage reincarnated as a tall, large‑breasted high‑school girl (JK). Long shaggy hair, thick chest armor, physically large yet fragile (low VIT). Usually silent; her quiet “mask” cracks only in intimate moments. Appears in Daisuke’s opening delusion, her overwhelming presence dominates those around her.
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