Volume 4 Chapter 2 Aria-chan Is A Kind Child Who Thinks Of Her friends ★
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
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These days, I’m swamped. Truly swamped. Which means Ranka-san is, too.
One reason is the councilor handover I’ve taken on. Add to that the Celon Dukedom’s precarious position, and McGaref is awash with unpleasant rumors. The government office hasn’t stopped ringing.
After Bakudu Fort fell, the Celon Dukedom’s army scrambled, but the tide never turned. They were routed. Worse, one of their two witches died in battle, and the resurrection attempt failed. The ‘Flame Witch’ Scaya, employed by Dark Elf mercenaries, was reportedly captured.
This leaves the Dukedom’s defenses against ceremonial magic in tatters. Reinforcements are too late; abandonment feels inevitable.
The Quvarian Empire, part of the Five Nations Alliance, has requested asylum for the prince and princesses. McGaref’s Autonomous Government received a similar plea for the First Princess. After consulting Weed-san and Ranka-san, I voted in favor.
The other reason for my busyness is the clan’s explosive growth. Weed-san is recruiting aggressively, seemingly intent on building a private army—no exaggeration.
When it was announced that Chinatsu-chan, the 12th-ranked fighter, belonged to the clan, membership surged to over five hundred overnight, reaching company strength. Talent is flocking to us like iron to a magnet.
Ms. Rusty has been unexpectedly invaluable. Her skill, ‘Skill Lookbreak,’ is apparently unparalleled in this world.
Skills can be hidden, even from their bearers, and that’s where she comes in. She attends meetings in disguise, identifying rare abilities. If there’s a discrepancy between claimed and revealed skills, we know the truth.
Thanks to her, we’ve discovered five chant magic users, unaware of their own abilities. One specializes in healing magic—a field once dominated solely by Shion-chan. This means battlefield resurrection is now possible.
”With a lineup like this, even I’m buzzing,” Weed-san murmured, his voice low with excitement. “A small, elite group trumps a disorganized mob any day. Still, it’s a shame—if only we had one more witch, we could patch the hole Halka left in ceremonial magic…”
He said this while poring over documents, his usual grin in place. Incidentally, Ms. Rusty requested a peculiar reward for each rare skill she uncovers: one… intimate offering from me. I’ve given her ten so far. What a peculiar arrangement.
Earlier today, after a private session with Ms. Rusty, she left the president’s room with a smirk. “As always, rough and exhilarating,” she purred. “Now, enjoy your meal, lewd maid.” Moments later, Aria-chan and Hikari-chan entered, Hikari still in her maid uniform.
”Takumi-sama,” Aria said, her tone cool but laced with amusement, “the lewd maid is spiraling out of control. Please… *correct* her with your manhood.”
As always, Aria’s words were a polite veneer for the truth: Hikari’s libido was unchecked, and someone needed to intervene.
Before I could respond, Hikari’s eyes darkened with want as she reached for me. “Ah… that scent,” she breathed, her voice thick with desire.
”Sorry,” I muttered, “I didn’t expect you two so soon. Ms. Rusty… well, let’s just say I’m not exactly pristine.”
”It’s perfect,” Hikari whispered, her lips brushing against me. “Let me.”
Her mouth moved with a hunger that was almost violent, her tongue tracing paths that left me breathless. Behind her, Aria’s hands moved with deliberate precision, her touch a silent conductor of the scene unfolding.
Hikari’s mouth was voracious, her sounds—soft, wet, and unapologetic—filling the room. I gripped her ponytail, a sharp tug that drew a muffled cry from her throat, her body arching in response.
”I need you,” she gasped, pulling away only to push me down. Her hands were everywhere, her breath hot against my skin. “Inside me. Now.”
There was no gentleness in her urgency, only a raw, primal need. She moved with a desperation that bordered on feral, her body a tight, wet heat that threatened to consume me whole.
”Hikari—” I started, but she cut me off with a kiss, her lips demanding, her body a vise.
”Don’t stop,” she murmured against my mouth, her hips moving in a rhythm that was both frantic and deliberate.
Aria watched, her expression unreadable, before leaning in to capture Hikari’s lips in a kiss that was less affection and more possession. Their mouths moved in sync, a silent, wet exchange that heightened the tension in the room.
The air was thick with the scent of skin and want, the sounds of their bodies a low, rhythmic hum. I felt the build, inevitable and all-consuming, my release a sharp, involuntary cry that Hikari swallowed with a smirk.
But she didn’t stop. Her movements became wilder, her body a tempest, her sounds a mix of pleasure and desperation. Even my ‘Sexual Champion’ skill struggled to keep pace, her fervor fueled by the ‘Lucky Extreme’ effect.
”Hikari—slow down,” I managed, my voice hoarse. “You’ll—”
”Don’t,” she panted, her eyes glazed. “Not yet.”
It was Aria who finally intervened, her touch gentle but firm as she pulled Hikari away, her voice soft but urgent. “Enough. She’ll collapse if you don’t stop.”
Hikari’s breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling as she slumped against me, unconscious. Aria sighed, her fingers brushing Hikari’s hair with a tenderness that belied her earlier cool demeanor.
”I’m sorry, Takkun,” she murmured, her voice heavy. “She’s been like this since we defeated the Black Dragon. Every night, until dawn… I don’t know how much more she can take.”
She leaned in, her lips brushing against me in a gesture that was both apology and necessity. “I’ll talk to Rira about a rotation. You’ll need to… *manage* her every night for a while. I can’t let her break.”
”Understood,” I replied, my voice steady despite the chaos of the moment. “I’ll consult Shiori about remedies. And I’ll speak with Hikari when she wakes.”
Later, after Hikari regained consciousness, we learned the mechanism behind her unchecked desire—a side effect of the Luck Skill, amplified beyond its standard parameters. We agreed to a nightly ritual until the next reset, Slavery Magic keeping her instincts in check.
Aria’s tears dried, but her worry lingered. “I can’t lose to her like this,” she whispered, her voice fierce. “She’s my rival, my *love* rival. I won’t let her win.”
”You won’t,” I assured her, pulling her close. “We’ll find a balance.”
And for now, that was enough.
Notes:
• Ranka – She’s a guild shop assistant with a friendly demeanor and a practical mindset. Ranka’s recommendations are based on logical, merchant-minded suggestions, catering to the buyer’s needs.
• Celon Dukedom – A nation in distress after suffering military defeats; its prince and princesses seek refuge in other countries.
• McGaref – Fortress city, adventurer hub.
• Scaya – The ‘Flame Witch,’ employed by the Dark Elves; captured after the battle where the Celon Dukedom army was defeated.
• Quvarian Empire – Ruling kingdom. Harsh world, restricted freedom.
• Weed – He is a retired knight and martial arts master, appeared as a sword seller, known for his bloodthirsty grin and elite ‘Sword Master’ skill.
• Chinatsu-chan – Hikari’s party. Frustrated, jokes about prostitution.
• Chinatsu – Hikari’s party. Frustrated, jokes about prostitution.
• Rusty – She is an enigmatic elf and the oldest sister at ‘Night Butterfly,’ a high-class brothel. Her charming, forward approach surprises the narrator, offering him a unique connection.
• Shion-chan – Ginga’s GF. Archery, healing.
• Shion – Ginga’s GF. Archery, healing.
• Hikari-chan – 4th Division leader. Stressed, relies on Takumi.
• Hikari – 4th Division leader. Stressed, relies on Takumi.
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