Chapter 30
Chapter 30
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 30
Chapter Title: Hehe, Belka.
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Around the time Ersia confronted the Yoma King Hakuro...
Himiko paced back and forth in front of the firmly sealed passage, mumbling to herself.
"Wh-what do I do..."
All her shrine maiden sisters had fallen to the enemy, and even Ersia, whom she secretly admired, had sacrificed herself to save her.
Left all alone in the end, she stomped her feet in helpless frustration, at a complete loss for what to do.
'Can I really save Lady Ersia...?'
Himiko asked herself.
But no matter how much she thought about it, no answer came.
In truth, she had never accomplished anything through her own will up until now.
Even when she had awakened alongside her shrine maiden sisters...
"Himiko! Just how far ahead are you going?!"
"We'll handle attacking the enemies—you just provide support from the back!"
"O-okay..."
Even as she darted through the enemy lines, slicing foes left and right, her sisters had snapped at her instead.
Deep down, they harbored a burning desire to be praised by the masses and make a name for themselves.
That's why, when the timid and frail Himiko outshone them with dazzling feats, they grew jealous and held her back.
Stick to fighting the small fry in the rear.
We'll claim all the honor and glory—don't step forward, just support us.
Erssia probably would have said something like this if she'd seen the scene.
"Selfish spooners... treating a support who devotes herself to the carry like some tool?!"
It was the kind of all-too-common human drama she'd witnessed in the canyon now and then...
But Himiko, who didn't really play games, was completely oblivious and simply obeyed her sisters' words.
And so, her kunai gradually dulled.
Her once nimble and sharp movements grew hesitant and blurred, and the unstoppable momentum of her charges lost its edge.
In the end, she ended up floundering in the lower tiers of S-Rank.
"Ah, maybe Mr. Lightning..."
But unlike her useless self, a reliable figure came to mind, and she dashed off without hesitation.
In this emergency, if it's the man who saved us, he'll have some solution.
Tadadot!
Soon enough, she arrived breathless at the door of the room where the injured man was recuperating.
"Hm? You're..."
"Pl-please! Help us!"
As Himiko flung open the door, she spotted Lightning doing push-ups, utterly unconcerned by his wounds.
She hurriedly spilled out everything that had happened.
"Hrm, I see..."
"Yes!"
Having heard the full story, he stroked his massive jaw in deep thought...
"I don't know."
"Eh?"
Lightning shook his head with a calm expression.
"Your sisters must have realized they were all defeated and Lady Ersia's situation was dire, so they sent you out."
"Y-yes, that's right, so we have to..."
"She's the coolest head on the battlefield. Right now, you'd just be a hindrance."
"..."
Himiko swallowed hard and fell silent at Lightning's matter-of-fact words.
She knew it herself.
In that situation... I would only have held her back.
"Hic..."
She collapsed to the floor and burst into tears.
'I wanted to be someone as bold and cool as Sister Ersia...'
But she wasn't.
She was always swayed by others, a pathetic fool who couldn't do anything right.
That's why she couldn't even protect the people she cared about.
"Of course, that's the you right now."
"?!"
But at Lightning's wolfish grin, Himiko unwittingly held her breath.
"Are you the obedient good little sister? Or are you Kunoichi Himiko?"
"I... I'm..."
His question gave her pause for an answer.
Before awakening, she had definitely lived as the good little sister.
But as a Hunter awakened as a ninja, sweeping the battlefield...
She was a swift assassin who pierced enemies like a shadow, sharper than anyone.
"With no sisters left to nag you, just what are you hesitating for?"
And with that, Lightning shoved her back forcefully, severing her final hesitation.
"...Japan's greatest, fastest ninja, Himiko!"
"Then go. No one will stop you now."
"Hai!"
Fwaaash!!!!
In the next instant, she vanished from the spot in a flash of speed.
"...That girl. Once she got her head straight, she got even faster than me."
Lightning stuck out his tongue in awe at her transcendent agility.
Tadadadot!!!
"Time to pull out those weapons...!"
With lightning-quick footwork, she raced madly toward a certain location.
Drreeek!
"Still in good shape..."
She threw open the door to the dilapidated old warehouse, revealing it stuffed to the brim with all sorts of weapons.
Chain sickles, shadow shuriken, ninjutsu scrolls, exploding tags, spirit threads, and more...
Himiko crammed as many of her clan's ancestral ninja secret weapons into her bag as she could grab.
Though her family had walked the path of shrine maidens for generations, the bloodline of ninjas had undoubtedly been passed down as well.
"Lady Ersia, just hold on a little longer...!"
The night assassin, having shaken off her doubts, finally resolved to embrace her destiny.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ "Eh."
"Kiiing... Nng..."
Ersia tensed up at the giant beast's appearance, but she couldn't hide her bewilderment as it approached without a care and nuzzled against her.
"Kiiing..."
In truth, there was only one reason the Yoma King had unleashed the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons.
To find a female he could claim as his mate.
But human vessels were far too small to contain his massive tool.
He'd indulged in beautiful women to slake his lust, but they invariably passed out after mere moments or lost their lives.
In the end, like a beast, he'd suppressed his boiling desires for centuries.
Only the shrine maiden sisters could somewhat endure Hakuro's body...
"..."
"Haaah..."
But his three poisons underlings had gone and ruined them on their own, killing any desire he had to take them.
Just as the urge to ravage a beautiful woman and taste intense pleasure welled up...
"Hehe?"
Right on cue, the perfect female fulfilling every condition he desired appeared.
A body tougher than the shrine maiden sisters by far, filled with the purest, most pristine energy.
And her plump, sensual curves were so alluring they made saliva pool in his mouth.
"Um... staring like that makes me kinda shy..."
Not to mention, her beauty eclipsed any human female he'd encountered so far.
Jade-white flawless skin and shimmering silver hair.
Pale pink lips and clear blue eyes—she was a peerless beauty incarnate.
Throb!
Thus, it was only natural for Hakuro's thick, imposing pillar to stand rigidly erect.
"Wha... whoa?!"
Of course, Ersia gawked in horror at its staggering size.
Thicker than Lightning, the grossest she'd ever seen among men.
Veins bulging starkly along the shaft, the sharply angled glans like a merciless drill ready to tear into a woman's depths.
'If... if that goes in, I'll die...'
She might not actually die if it went in, but the insane girth would stretch her insides to the limit—that much was true.
Any ordinary woman would turn into a loose, useless cunt after one insertion, unfit for reuse.
"But maybe I could handle it..."
However, Ersia was practically a demigod at the 8th Circle, her womb tempered through countless pregnancies.
She might be the only female capable of taking this male.
"Kiiing..."
"R-really? Must've been tough, huh?"
And the ferocious Yoma King desperately clinging and acting cute was kinda adorable.
- Hey, it's not much, but take it.
If she had to compare it to a drama, it was like the boss who rampaged like a beast in the organization suddenly blushing tsundere-style and offering her flowers...
- Hehe, trying to charm me? Not bad.
Or like a fire dragon that razed nations suddenly polymorphed into a red-haired, red-eyed big-tits loli and clingily latching onto her.
"Kiiing..."
In short, the beast that raged like a tyrant to others wagging its tail only for her—it stirred dark desires.
"If you really want... how about a handjob?"
"...?!"
As she whispered with a faintly pleased smile...
The Yoma King perked up his ears, unlike his savage looks, and stared at her.
Slipping off her clothes.
"Got it. Take a good look at this big sis's body, 'kay?"
"Heh heh...!"
Soon, Ersia began peeling off her clothes layer by layer with a slightly excited expression.
As the shrine maiden top came off, head-sized tits sprang up brimming with elasticity.
Sliding down her skirt and white fundoshi revealed a dainty pink slit nestled between plump folds.
"Heh heh heh heh!!!"
"Hold on."
As the Yoma King lost himself panting at her lascivious form, Ersia stated firmly.
Squelch squelch!
"Hng♡ Uhn...♡"
Then she plunged fingers into her pussy and immersed herself in masturbation.
'Th-this is all for peace...'
She recalled a certain 19+ comic where creampieing a vengeful virgin ghost let it let go of its regrets and ascend.
So, offering her womb to a celibate bachelor ghost starved for centuries should work the same, right?
'I'm a total genius.'
This act definitely wasn't because she craved that huge cock piercing her pussy and pounding her womb.
It was an attempt to resolve things peacefully without violence...
She could even win the Nobel Peace Prize for this.
No, maybe the Peace Sex Prize.
"Huuht...♡ Come on now? All ready for you."
"Grgrrrr!!!"
As she lured him in with a sultry voice, he pounced in an instant.
Hehe, Belka.
No, Hakuro...♡