Chapter 155 Interlude: Valentine*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Since it was Valentine’s Day, after all.
In terms of timing, this is after all Vengeance episodes are finished.
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In this world, there are certain customs, traditions, and events that past Heroes tried to spread, only for them to wither away. Christmas, Halloween, and the Star Festival-they all shared that fate. Born from religions that don’t exist here, they lacked the figures and legends to give them life.
Valentine’s Day was no different. Though, in its case, the failure was even more fundamental.
There is no cacao in this world. To be precise, there wasn’t any until Yokoo used Materialization Summoning², but regardless, no cacao means no chocolate. When past Heroes described it as “a day to give chocolate to the one you love,” the locals just tilted their heads. “What is chocolate?” they’d ask. It never stood a chance. Besides, most people figured they didn’t need a specific date on the calendar to give someone a gift.
To put it bluntly: for someone like me, who never received a single piece of chocolate even back on Earth, it was a day of total indifference.
Until today.
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After finishing dinner and a long soak in the bath, I returned to my room ready for sleep, only to be met by a staggering sight.
”Dear-” Lil said.
”papa-” Leki whimpered.
”Goshujin-sama-” Honoka whispered.
”Natsumi-” Mihiro murmured.
”Sieben♪” Yukiko purred.
Lil, Leki, Honoka, Mihiro, and Yukiko were all arranged on the king-sized bed. And they were completely naked.
No, that wasn’t quite right. They were wrapped in ribbons. The Hadaka Ribon³ trope brought to life.
My brain stalled. It was a total feast for the eyes, but… why the body bows?
”I heard about it from Honoka-san,” Lil began.
”She said today is Valentine’s Day-a day to give chocolate to the one you love and tell them how you feel,” Leki added.
”But, well, since we don’t have chocolate…” Honoka trailed off.
”Even with the materials, making it from scratch is an ordeal,” Mihiro explained.
”So, instead… we want you to…”
’E-at us♪’
I felt a wave of vertigo. They were all looking at me with eyes shimmering, wet with expectation.
Right. February 14th. Having always been an outsider to the holiday, I’d forgotten it entirely. But with them dressed like that and looking at me with such hunger, there was only one answer.
”…I’m digging in!”
I stripped and dove into that garden of feminine flesh, a feast far sweeter than any chocolate.
”Chu… rero, amu… chu…”
”Hafu… amu, chu… rero… chu, nn…”
”Rero… pero… juru… jururu”
”Hau! Kyaun! Ah, papa! Kyaun!”
”Nfufu… Sieben… n-ah! Haun!”
Lil and Mihiro shared a kiss with me simultaneously, while Honoka began to lick and take my c**k into her mouth. As I toyed with Leki and Yukiko’s pussies, both of them let out sharp, sultry cries.
This was pure paradise.
They say you get bored of a woman if you have her too often, or that you tire of a beauty in three days. That’s a lie. I wasn’t bored; I was addicted. Watching their reactions never got old-if anything, it only made them more enticing.
The only problem I had was a “luxury problem”: deciding who to devour first.
Apparently, they had already solved that for me.
”Leki-chan goes first,” Yukiko decided.
”Wau… papa, eat Leki? Use your big stick to eat Leki’s naughty p**sy up?”
”You guys already decided the order?” I asked.
”Yes, anata. With this many of us, we had to,” Lil replied.
They’d hashed it out before I even walked in.
”Nobody has any complaints?” I asked.
”Eh? Not at all! I’m vibrating just waiting for my turn,” Yukiko answered. She claimed the anticipation only made the heat build.
”Don’t worry about a thing. Every girl in this room is head-over-heels for you, Natsumi,” Mihiro added. The others all nodded.
”Now then, anata. Take Leki,” Lil commanded.
”papa, papa… make it go squish-squish inside me…”
Leki stayed on all fours, wagging her tail and wiggling her hips. She was more than ready, her slick already wetting the bedsheets. I grabbed her by the waist, lined myself up, and drove home in one deep thrust.
”Hakyuuun! It’s in! papa, it’s all the way in! Ah! Kyan! Kyain! papa! papa! It feels so good! It’s so good!”
She whimpered like a pup, her tail a blur of sheer joy.
”Kyaun! Kyain! papa, is it tasty? Is Leki’s p**sy tasty?”
”Yeah, it’s delicious. You’re so tight, and the way you’re gripping me is incredible,” I grunted.
”Aha♪ I’m so happy! It’s okay, more… eat Leki’s p**sy more! Kyain! Kyaiinn!”
I lifted her small frame, shifting our position so I could drive even deeper. With the height difference, the tip of my c**k hit her cervix with every stroke.
Pan-pan-pan-pan!
The sound of our hips colliding echoed through the room. Mixed with the wet, squelching friction, it sounded utterly debauched.
”Ah! Ah! Aah! Kyain! papa! papa! More, moooore!”
”I kind of feel like I’m the one being eaten here… oh well, whatever,” I muttered.
I stopped overthinking. As long as it felt this good, it didn’t matter. I buried myself inside her again and again. Leki’s face was a mask of pure, melted ecstasy-eyes glazed, mouth hanging open, drool trailing from her lip. It wasn’t the face a girl her age should make. But it was incredibly erotic.
”Ah! Too good! I can’t… papa… Leki’s gonna c**m! I’m gonna c**m!”
”It’s okay, Leki. Go ahead,” I encouraged.
”No! I want to do it with papa! I want to make papa c**m too! That’s why I have to-ah! Hahi, hyaan! Kyain! Nkyaiin! I’m c**ming! Even though I wasn’t supposed to… I’m cuuuuuuumming!”
Pshtaaaaaaaa!
Leki’s body convulsed as she squirted violently against me. Her breath came in hot, ragged gasps.
”Sowwy… I’m so sowwy, papa… Leki couldn’t make you c**m…”
She began to apologize because I hadn’t peaked. I gently stroked her head.
”It’s fine. I’m just happy you felt that good, Leki. But, if you really feel bad about finishing early…”
”papa… ah! You’re still going?!”
I began thrusting into her again immediately. Having just come, she was hyper-sensitive.
”Ah! Ah! No! Leki just came-ah! I’m going again! Stop! I’m c**ming again!”
”It’s okay. You can c**m as many times as you want. I’m not stopping until I’ve emptied myself inside you.”
”Ah-hnh! papa! papa! I’m so happy! So happy! papa! Aah! papa! Kyahiiiiiiiiin!”
Leki reached climax after climax as I hammered against her core. Every time she peaked, her walls tightened around me in a desperate vice-grip, until finally…
”Ngh! Here it comes! I’m c**ming!”
Byuru! Dopu! Byururururu!
”Kyahiiiiiiiiin! papa’s seed… it’s so hoooooot!”
As I poured into her, Leki reached one final, bone-deep climax. Her strength deserted her, and she slumped weakly against my chest.
”Hahi… kyain… hiii… papa, papa… did Leki… make you feel good?”
”Yeah. It was amazing,” I replied.
”Ehehe… I’m so glad… papa…”
With a blissful smile, Leki lost consciousness. I carefully pulled out, and a thick slurry of s**men came spilling out of her. It was a staggering amount.
”Now then, who’s next?” I asked, looking at the others.
”Ehehe, that would be me, Sieben. Come and help yourself,” Yukiko said.
Yukiko was lying on her back, her legs pulled back in a wide M-shape. Wrapped in those ribbons, she looked even more lewd. She was the definition of “The gift is me.”
I didn’t hesitate. I hovered over her, pressed against her entrance, and just like with Leki, I drove all the way in with one go.
”N-haaaaa! Sieben’s c**k is heeeere! I can feel it!” Yukiko arched her back, her eyes rolling into her head. She’d reached a climax just from the insertion. She was as easy to please as ever.
Ever since she became a True Ancestor, her skin was cool to the touch, but her heat inside was like molten magma. That contrast was incredible. And despite how many times I’d had her, she remained punishingly tight.
”Ngh, damn… your insides are as incredible as ever, Yukiko,” I growled.
”Hahii! Hahii! Sieben! It’s so good! Your c**k is so good! Move more, more! Hit me harder!”
She flipped a switch and became a total nympho. I began to hammer away at her, driving deep.
”Ah! That’s it! Right there! Your c**k… it feels so good! Anh! Ah-hnh-anh! Aanh!”
”I’ve thought this for a while, but… she really does lose her mind, doesn’t she?” Mihiro remarked with a chuckle.
I ignored them. There was only Yukiko. I slammed into her over and over, hitting her peak with every thrust. Her face was a mask of ahegao⁴.
”Ahe! I’m c**ming again! My head… everything is turning white! I’m c**ming!”
Her moans were driving me insane. She wrapped her legs tightly around my waist, locking me in a Daishuki Hold⁵. I leaned down and captured her lips in a deep, wet kiss, our tongues tangling.
Yukiko bit into the side of my neck, drinking as we moved.
”Ngh… N-aan! Sieben, you taste so… aaaaaaan! I’m c**ming! I’m c**ming again!”
I kept slamming my hips into her even as she fed. She hit another peak, her walls clenching and pulsing rhythmically. I couldn’t hold back anymore.
”Yukiko, here it comes! I’m c**ming inside you!”
”Yes! Into Yukiko-san’s⁶ slutty p**sy… Sieben’s thick, rich seed… Fill me up!” Yukiko-san cried.
Splurt! Splat!
Gush! Gusshhhhhhh!
”Ah…! Sieben’s c**m is flowing inside! I’m going! I can’t stop!” she screamed.
As she reached her climax, she sprayed a violent fountain of fluid. She entwined her legs tightly, refusing to let a single drop spill, her body squeezing the c**k to wring out every last bit of heat.
”Ngh… Nnh… Ha… hah… hhh…”
Her body continued to quiver in long spasms. Her skin, once a translucent white, was now flushed a deep, feverish crimson.
”Nn… ah… hah… whew…” Yukiko-san panted. “Sieben, did it taste good?”
”Of course,” he replied. “Though it felt more like you were the one eating me.”
”Ehehe… because… it’s delicious,” Yukiko-san whispered.
She smiled, revealing fangs a bit too long to be human. Seeing her become this depraved – bringing her into the fold was definitely the right move.
Now, next…
”Um… I…”
It was Mihiro, kneeling like a dog with a ribbon-belt clenched in their teeth. They were clearly ready; their slickness was already dripping. They had even gone to the trouble of wrapping a ribbon around their own c**k, which throbbed so hard it looked strained under the silk. They must have reached their limit just watching me with Leki-san and Yukiko-san.
I didn’t really need the extra c**k, but a prank came to mind. First, I would hear what they wanted.
”Mihiro, front or back? Where do you want it?” Natsumi asked.
”Eh? Ah, yeah… um… the back,” Mihiro replied.
Mihiro seemed to prefer their anus; whenever I gave them the choice, they always begged for the back. I moved behind them, spreading those soft cheeks to expose the entrance. As always, they were perfectly clean. Without a shred of mercy, I drove my c**k into Mihiro’s anus.
”Oh… ohoh! Natsumi-san! It’s… in my butt! It’s inside!” Mihiro gasped.
Unlike Yukiko-san, they didn’t climax from insertion alone, but Mihiro stuck their tongue out in a look of pure rapture. The entrance was tight, but the inside was welcoming. I took my time, savoring their rear.
”Ah! Aaan! Forgive me… for loving it here! Ahhh!” Mihiro cried out.
”Forgive you for what? I’m enjoying it too. Unless you hate it?” Natsumi teased.
”I don’t hate it! But… this is so perverted… nhhh!”
”A bit late for that,” Honoka-chan interjected. “Besides, if you’re a pervert, then Yukiko-san and I are too. Don’t sweat it. Master loves ‘dirty’ girls, so be proud of being his favorite.”
Honoka-chan’s phrasing was blunt, but she wasn’t wrong.
”My dirty self… being loved… ah!” Mihiro moaned. “I know, but! Liking it in the butt is – ah! No, not so hard! It feels too good! I can’t think… anymore!”
That was fine. Don’t think. Just sink into it.
Every time I lunged into Mihiro’s anus, their c**k swung vulgarly. Since it was tied so tight, they probably couldn’t even e**culate. I wondered what would happen if I gave that c**k some pleasure anyway. I looked at Honoka-chan with a wicked grin.
”Honoka-chan, lick Mihiro’s c**k. Make them feel good,” I ordered.
”Hehe… Yes, Master,” Honoka-chan replied. She began to lick and suck greedily.
”Wait! If you do that… I… no, stop! Honoka-chan!” Mihiro wailed.
Attacked from both sides at once. I had banned Mihiro from using that c**k on anyone but the girls I permitted, but a b**job was well within the rules.
”Phew… Mihiro’s futanari⁷ d**k is almost as big as yours, Master,” Honoka-chan panted between breaths. “My jaw is getting a workout.”
”Nnh! No! It feels too goooood!” Mihiro screamed.
”Tell me, Mihiro. Which feels better? Your ass or your c**k?” I whispered.
Mihiro’s whole body jolted.
”I can’t decide! Both… both feel so good!”
As they wailed, I hammered into their anus while Honoka-chan made filthy, wet noises with her mouth.
”I’m… I’m going! I’m c**ming!” Mihiro cried.
”What a coincidence. Me too. Together!” I shouted.
Splat! Splurt!
Spray! Spray!
I blasted my load deep into Mihiro’s bowels while Mihiro painted Honoka-chan’s face. She was instantly covered in a thick, white mess.
”Geez… it’s all over my face,” Honoka-chan panted.
”Hah… s-sorry…” Mihiro whispered.
They apologized to the pouting Honoka-chan, though she wasn’t actually mad.
”There, there. You look cute covered in white like that,” I said.
”Oh, really? Then I guess it’s okay… but I’m next,” Honoka-chan replied.
By the third round, my stamina was dipping. My c**k was only at a semi-erection. I wanted her to feel the full weight of it, though.
”Hey, Mihiro. Clean Honoka-chan’s face. Use your tongue,” I commanded.
Mihiro began licking the s**men off Honoka-chan’s skin, occasionally swirling their tongue inside her mouth. It looked like a depraved yuri⁸ kiss. The sight brought me back to a full, throbbing erection.
”It’s clean now,” Mihiro said, swallowing.
”Gosh… you didn’t have to go that far,” Honoka-chan muttered.
”Well, I didn’t want Master to have to drink my mess… and you don’t like anyone’s but his, right?”
”When you put it that way…”
Honoka-chan seemed to feel a bit of guilt, but for me, it was a hell of a show. I sat back and gestured. Honoka-chan understood immediately; she straddled my lap and guided me into her.
”Ah! It’s so big… Master’s d**k is so big! It’s hitting the back!” she cried out.
She ground her hips against me, her heavy breasts bouncing wildly.
”Master! Kissing Master… it’s so good!”
”How is it? Feel good?” I asked.
”Yes! Being loved by Master is pure happiness! But… it’s no fair if I’m the only one feeling this… ah!”
Honoka-chan. The first one I ever trained. She was still tiny, with those disproportionately huge breasts and weaponized cuteness. I loved every bit of her.
”Master! I love you! Please, take it! Take all of me!” she screamed.
”Don’t worry, Honoka-chan. You’re mine. My personal servant,” I said firmly.
”Yes! I’m Master’s slave! Only Master’s! If you say that… I’m going to c**m!”
The verbal edge pushed her over. Her walls clamped down on my c**k, trying to squeeze every drop out of me. I was at my limit too.
”Yeah, that’s it. Go! I’m shooting!”
”Master! I’m cummiiiiiing!”
Splurt! Splat! Gush!
She sprayed violently, and in her ecstasy, she completely lost control of her bladder. Her face was a wreck of tears and drool. It was beautiful.
”I’m… I’m sorry… I peed on you, Master…” she whispered.
”It just means it felt that good. Don’t worry about it,” I said, stroking her hair.
She clung to me like a spoiled kitten. I didn’t mind, but we weren’t done. One left.
”Alright, Honoka-chan. Move aside.”
”Okay, Master… make sure you give Lil-san lots of love.”
She gave me a peck on the cheek, her face blushing. To think Koganei couldn’t satisfy a girl this sweet. What a waste.
Finally, Lil-san. She was naked too, wrapped in ribbons, her face bright red with anticipation.
Lil-san from the early days-the one without a single shred of shame-was great in her own way, but there is just something so much cuter about her when she is actually bashful.
”Um, Husband… this outfit is, as I feared… well, it is quite embarrassing,” Lil-san said, shifting uncomfortably.
”But I love it,” I replied.
”Yes… and that is exactly why I am wearing it. I wanted to make you happy,” she whispered.
God, she is precious. Lil-san really is in a league of her own. She was the first woman I loved after coming to this world, a former wolf-kin⁹ who stole my heart. I am the luckiest man alive to have found her.
I pulled Lil-san close and kissed her. She accepted me without a hint of resistance. Our tongues entwined, trading deep, heavy tastes of one another. No matter how many times we do this, I never tire of her.
”Now then… turn around and stick it out for me,” I said.
”Yes, Husband,” she replied obediently.
Just as she was told, Lil-san dropped to all fours and thrust her hips high. I gripped her waist, lining myself up against her, and began to slide inside.
”Nngh… Ah! It is coming in! Yours… yours is filling me up inside! Nh-ah! Ahhh! Haan!” Lil-san cried out.
She swallowed me whole. It was a perfect fit, as if she were molded specifically for me, squeezing every sensitive spot. Her heat was on another level.
”Haa… Lil-san, I am all the way in,” I panted.
”Ye…s… just having you inside me… I feel like my mind is melting away… nnn!” she moaned.
”Is it okay if we just stay like this for a bit? It feels so good,” I said.
”Move… please… Don’t be so cruel… haah! N-haan!” she begged.
”You are right. Here I go, then,” I said, after a pause.
I began to move my hips slowly. Her v**inal walls clung to me, suctioning tight as if they refused to let go. I am never letting you out, they seemed to pulse.
”N-haah! Husband… Husband! Ah! More, move more! Ann! Hauun!”
”I wanted to savor this, but if you are going to beg like that…”
Lil-san enjoys a slow pace, but she truly craves the rough stuff. Giving up on restraint, I drove into her, buried myself deep against her womb.
”Ku-haaan! This! This is it! It is so good! Wan! Husband! My love! Wan! Wan-wan! It feels so good! Waun! Wan-wan, wa-uun!”
Lil-san began to pant and bark like a bitch-dog¹⁰. Her whimpering was the most honest, beautiful thing I had ever heard.
Wet, rhythmic slaps echoed through the room.
”Wan! Wan! Wan! Wan! Husband! More, give me more! Taste me! Make me your little slut! Wan-wan-wan-wan! Waoon!”
”Of course I will! I will make you feel so filthy, so good! Lil-san, you are mine. You belong to me! You are my precious wife! I am never letting you go!” I shouted.
”Wan! I am so happy! Me too! Lil-san loves you too! More than anyone! More than anyone else in the world! Ah! Waon! Wa-uuun! Wan-wan! Wafuuun!”
We traded professions of love, confirming the depth of our bond. I already knew, of course, but hearing it out loud made the weight of her affection feel even more real. Perhaps that was the trigger; we both reached our breaking points in an instant.
”Ah! Wan! I am… I am c**ming! I am going to blow!” she screamed.
”Ahh! Me too! I am right there with you!” I yelled.
”Wafun! Husband! Together… let us go together!”
”We are c**ming!” we shouted in unison.
I flooded her. A thick, hot torrent of seed poured into her, pulsing again and again as she gripped me tight, refusing to let a single drop spill.
”Wa-ooooooooon! Your seed! Your hot seed is flooding me! It is pouring right into my womb! Wa-oooooooooon!”
I pumped my life into her as if trying to fill every inch. Lil-san clamped down, milking me until the very last bit was spent.
”N-ah… wafun… wafu… nnn… haah, haah… Husband… that was… incredible…” she said quietly.
”Haah, haah… You were amazing too, Lil-san,” I panted.
As I pulled out, the excess that her womb could not hold began to overflow.
”Waun… Such a waste…” she muttered, before leaning down to lick the stray drops from her skin.
The sheer eroticism of the gesture was enough to make me harden right back up. I really have no self-control.
”Husband, this is…” Natsumi-san began.
”Mm, Papa… you are amazing…” Mihiro-san added.
”Master, your stamina is terrifying…” Yukiko-san muttered.
”Hey, Sieben-san…”
”Natsumi-san, about that…”
I thought they would be appalled by my lack of restraint, but Lil-san just looked up with a smirk.
”We can definitely go again,” Lil-san said.
Everyone nodded. I guess no one was satisfied yet. Fine then-I would not hold back. I would ravish them until they could not even stand. But just as I made that resolve, the bedroom door was thrown open with a violent crash.
”Agh! I missed the start!” one cried.
”Master, us too!” another shouted.
”Please, accept our Valentine’s gift!” a third yelled.
The rest of the girls who had not been here yet came charging in, all in various states of undress. I could not help but let out a wry laugh.
It looked like I would not be getting any sleep tonight.
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Summary:
After successfully exacting his vengeance, Natsumi returns to his room to find his harem waiting for him on a king-sized bed. They have localizated the custom of Valentine’s Day into a ‘present is me’ event since chocolate is unavailable. The chapter depicts Natsumi’s sequential s*xual encounters with Leki and then Yukiko.
Natsumi (Sieben) continues a marathon training session with his harem. After finishing with Yukiko, he moves to Mihiro for an anal-focused encounter involving Honoka, before ending in a climactic session with Honoka herself. The chapter concludes as he prepares for the final girl, Lil.
The protagonist enjoys an intimate session with his first love, the wolf-woman Lil, who alternates between bashfulness and animalistic arousal. Their deep connection is reaffirmed during a shared climax. However, the private moment is interrupted when the rest of the protagonist’s harem bursts into the room, eager for their own Valentine’s Day celebrations.
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Trivia:
- Valentine’s Day customs failed to spread in this world naturally due to a lack of cacao.
- Yokoo is the one who summoned cacao into the world via Materialization Summoning.
- Natsumi’s alias ‘Sieben’ means ‘Seven’ in German, reflecting his rank.
- Leki’s speech patterns change significantly when she is aroused, becoming more animalistic.
- Yukiko’s body as a True Ancestor has a unique thermal property: cold skin but boiling internal temperature.
- Mihiro is a Futanari (hermaphrodite).
- Honoka was Natsumi’s first ‘subject’.
- The dead NPC Koganei was Honoka’s former associate/partner.
- Natsumi is currently on his third/fourth e**culation, showing slight fatigue.
- Lil is a former wolf, hence the barking and ‘wan’ sounds.
- The protagonist is referred to as ‘Sieben’ by Yukiko.
- The group has already seen the protagonist’s face/identity (no mask).
- This event is occurring on Valentine’s Day
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Character Insight:
Natsumi shows a shift from a vengeful ‘loser’ to a confident ‘Overlord’ who unapologetically enjoys his harem. Leki displays extreme devotion and a puppy-like submission, while Yukiko reveals a hidden nymphomaniac side despite her noble lineage.
Natsumi shows increasing psychological dominance, using ‘word play’ and humiliation (cleaning semen) to reinforce the girls’ roles as his ‘slaves’. Honoka shows deep-seated guilt but total submission.
Lil shows significant development in her ability to balance her primal wolf instincts with a more ‘refined’ bashfulness. The protagonist displays an insatiable stamina (zetsurin) that both impresses and exhausts his companions.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author uses this chapter as a ‘Kanwa’ (idle talk) or omake to provide fanservice and reward the protagonist after a dark arc.
The use of ribbons as the only ‘clothing’ is a recurring visual trope in the author’s work to signify ‘gift-wrapped’ submission.
The author notes that this chapter exceeded 10,000 characters and mentions that similar harem-wide activities happened during Christmas.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Yokoo – Natsumi Sasaki’s otaku friend. His appearance is based on ‘Yoko’ from ‘Comic Party.’ Possesses ‘Materialization Summoning’. Accompanied by a Living Armor.
• 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.
• 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.
• 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.
• Natsumi – The protagonist. Height 168 to 171 cm, weight 57 to 59 kg. He has a baby face, but he hides his eyes with his bangs. He was bullied by the Sugita gang just because his name sounded like a girl’s name.
• Mihiro – Post-gender swap of Yuki Chihiro: Height 160 cm, B-W-H: 82-55-80. Futanari. Short haired black hair, handsome.
• Sieben – Young man with black hair and a mask covering his eyes. He purchased Honoka and Ria.
• Yuki – Yuki Chihiro. Height 178 cm, weight 70 kg (Male). Natsumi’s childhood friend. A handsome, athletic top student in the soccer club.
• Koganei – Height 166 cm, weight 56 kg. A mood-maker in the baseball club. He was only after Honoka’s body and worked with Oshiro to steal her from Akiyama.
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