Relief Detail
The commander, who had feigned indifference to my proposal while clearly showing his delight, accepted the favor with a grateful bow. While he hurried off to spread the news, I used the android network to select and prepare any sex dolls with functional intercourse capabilities that weren’t currently on duty. As I was forming a dedicated sexual relief unit and reassigning the dolls, Jadin approached and spoke.
“This fortress is under nature’s protection. The terrain is remarkably well-suited for defense.”
“That’s probably why it’s still holding out against those monsters. How are things outside?”
“Monsters are trickling back along the river boundary, but their numbers are lower than expected—probably because so many vanished at once. That said, we don’t know what the next few days will bring.”
“Are the supply deliveries going smoothly?”
“We’re unloading three months’ worth of Xenuma-standard heavy weapons, ammunition, and combat rations. The garrison here is surprisingly small—barely a battalion—likely because the terrain makes defense so easy.”
“Yet the commander is a colonel for a battalion-sized force.”
That alone spoke to the fortress’s unique circumstances. The soldiers looked haggard from lack of food and accumulated stress, but their eyes remained sharp. Even after months of isolation, they were clearly no pushovers.
“Their morale is impressive. They don’t look like a unit that’s been cut off for nearly three months.”
“With the supplies we brought, they should be able to hold out for several more months.”
While I spoke with Jadin, the sex dolls I had ordered began gathering before me one by one. Having removed their helmets, their distinct faces were fully visible. They stood in formation with the emotionless expressions typical of androids.
“Why are those androids assembling here? Do you have a separate task for them?”
“I’ve assigned the ones with intercourse functions to sexual relief duty. Before we leave, I thought it best to help ease the garrison’s pent-up desires.”
“We have no obligation to provide that kind of support, even as allies…”
“If they were human women, I wouldn’t consider it. But these are dolls created for human use from the start. We have plenty of hands, so I might as well put the spare time to good use.”
“Hmm. While we’re resting and regrouping, extending a little kindness does seem fitting.”
Jadin watched as a thousand dolls registered to the relief unit arrived and lined up in neat rows, their faces blank.
“Still, I wonder if embracing a doll with no reaction or expression will feel like holding a real woman. At best, it’ll be no different from a masturbation aid.”
“You’re underestimating Eden’s technology. An AI built on vast accumulated data can mimic human women quite closely.”
Though their AIs had been upgraded during combat modifications, they were currently restricted for easier command. Releasing those restrictions under my authority as commander would restore their normal behavior, making the relief mission far more effective. I temporarily lifted the AI limits on the thousand androids before me, and their personalities awakened at once. The sight of a thousand androids suddenly gaining expressions and lively reactions was quite a spectacle.
“Oh? It feels as though souls have entered the dolls. Quite impressive.”
“They’re not fully autonomous like top-tier AIs, but they can perform at a high level. From a distance, you can hardly tell the difference.”
“At a glance, they look like ordinary humans. Without the glowing rings in their eyes, it would be difficult to distinguish them.”
“If you talk with them for long, some awkwardness shows through, but it won’t be a problem for sexual relief. Now, let’s send them off.”
After giving them instructions on their duties, the dolls turned to me, nodded in unison, and began dispersing in all directions. Thanks to the news that had already spread through the fortress while the dolls were being prepared, soldiers who had come to watch began pairing off with the approaching androids and striking up conversations. I had worried they might reject the androids, but their reactions were far more positive than expected. Watching couples walk off hand in hand, I spoke.
“You must be tired after rushing here without rest. Let’s take a break ourselves.”
“I can manage a few days without sleep. Before that, shall we have the sparring match we discussed?”
“Are you sure? You already know my body isn’t that of an ordinary human.”
“I noticed when you flew around in that flight suit. But a promise is a promise. I won’t back down just because my opponent is an android.”
“More precisely, I’m a full-body prosthetic.”
“What’s the difference?”
“Originally, it was a living body that was mechanized.”
“Either way, it doesn’t matter.”
Yielding to his insistence, we faced each other in the wide clearing left empty by the departing androids. His eyes, which had once held a hint of disregard, now carried a subtle tension and excitement as he regarded me warily. He assumed the characteristic stance of Daviwana traditional martial arts, just as Havid had, and began circling closer.
Something about it felt deflating. I had expected confidence, but now that he knew my identity, he was being far too cautious. My interest waned.
“What’s wrong? Aren’t you being overly cautious? Come at me properly.”
“Caution is also a warrior’s virtue. With a body at least at android level, wariness is only natural.”
“Hee~ You’re being oddly cautious. Then I’ll go first!”
Without any preparatory motion, I leapt from where I stood and swung my leg down from above. Startled by the unnatural movement, he crossed his arms above his head just in time to block. Crack!
“Ghh!”
“Hurts, doesn’t it? Let’s keep going!”
The heavy impact against his thick forearm drew a pained groan from him. Landing, I dropped low and charged straight at his knee. The moment my hand grabbed the back of it, his fist slammed into my shoulder, sending my upper body whipping backward. Thud!
“Ugh!”
“I won’t go down that easily!”
“That’s more like it!”
Whoosh! I twisted my waist to dodge the next powerful punch, then kicked out to create distance before resetting my stance. Watching him shake out his arms, I realized he was a tougher opponent than I had expected. At the very least, his reaction speed surpassed Havid’s. Raising my guard, I kept my distance and matched his striking-focused style, trading blows in a repeating pattern.
As time passed, his human body—despite its thick muscle—slowed under the accumulating pain, while my full-body prosthetic endured far better. Smack!
“Kyaa!”
“Ah— are you all right?”
Caught up in the heat of the moment, his hand had struck my cheek, and the unexpected blow made me cry out. His face immediately filled with concern. A typical aggressive Blackman would have pressed the advantage, but Jadin showed an unexpected side for a Daviwana man.
“I’m fine. I just screamed without thinking because I was surprised.”
“Haa… I can’t believe I hit a woman’s face. I must have gotten too worked up. I’m sorry.”
“That’s unexpected.”
“What is?”
“A Blackman apologizing for striking a woman’s face. It’s the first time I’ve seen it.”
Every Blackman I had met or observed so far struck women’s cheeks or heads without hesitation. The Queens had come to accept it as routine. That Jadin would apologize made him stand out.
“Ah, the Blackmen who came to Eden first are from an older generation. It’s a generational gap. The younger ones have changed their views—they don’t touch the head.”
“Hmm. Interesting. Hup— shall we continue?”
Taking his hand, I stood, and we resumed. In the midst of exchanging blows, I aimed a kick at an opening, only for his fist to drive into my stomach. Thud!
“Ugh!”
“Hm?”
Smack! My abdomen, modified for maternal functions, was far more vulnerable to impact than other areas. I had been careful to block or avoid strikes there, but one finally landed. While my body stiffened from the blow, he caught my raised leg against his side, pinned it, and began raining punches into my torso.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
“Aah!”
Repeated impacts to my stomach drained my strength rapidly. Enduring as long as I could, I was eventually forced to the ground and beaten one-sidedly until I had no choice but to surrender.
“Cough— stop! Stop. I lost.”
“Haa. If I’d known your weakness beforehand, it would have been much easier.”
“Nngh…”
I had never resented the maternal modifications until now, but losing because of the new weakness made me angry. As I clutched my stomach and groaned, he asked worriedly,
“Does it hurt badly? I thought a prosthetic body would handle this much.”
“It’s a particularly vulnerable area. Nngh.”
Looking apologetic, he placed a hand on my stomach as I lay on the ground and began gently rubbing. His surprisingly skilled, gentle massage combined with the pheromones from our intense sparring quickly eased the pain.
“Haa~ That feels good. You’re good at this.”
“I used to do it often for the slaves who looked after me. They all suffered from severe menstrual cramps.”
“I see.”
Apparently, uterine massages for menstrual pain existed in Daviwana as well. His hands moved accordingly, focusing around the womb. Feeling his fingers carefully trace the area deep within my soft abdomen, I spoke.
“Well, either way, I lost. What do you want?”
“…Honestly, tell me. You went easy on me, didn’t you?”
“Oh? Why do you think that?”
“Your body’s durability is incredible except for the abdomen, and it didn’t feel like you were using your full strength. Your movements were extraordinary too. It only looks like you held back.”
I thought I had hidden it well, but apparently not. When we made the promise, I hadn’t thought much of it, but later I realized that if I fought seriously in a sparring match, I would break something. No matter how strong he was, an ordinary human body without enhancement couldn’t withstand the output of a full-body prosthetic.
“If I used my real strength, you’d actually get hurt. There’s no need to go that far in a sparring match.”
“My head understands, but my pride stings.”
“Hmm…”
Still lying on the ground, I twisted my body into a sensual pose, and his gaze naturally fixed on me. Watching desire rise on his previously downcast face, I recalled my sister’s words—that a woman’s body was the best way to comfort a man. Listening to the moans echoing from the clearing where we were, I spoke.
“Everyone’s working hard on their relief duties. Aren’t you pent up too, Jadin?”
“Khm.”
When I stroked his firm thigh with a suggestive touch, his body tensed and the front of his pants began to strain. He might be unusually gentlemanly for a Blackman, but in the end, he was still a Blackman overflowing with lust. Having held it in for days, he was clearly struggling even if he didn’t show it.
“Shall we go enjoy ourselves?”
“Well… thank you for offering first. I was already having trouble holding back and wondering if I’d have to settle for a doll.”
“Hehe, I know Blackmen don’t prefer androids.”
Strictly speaking, I was a doll too, but with reproductive organs made of biological parts and a high-performance AI, I would feel far more like a real woman than the others. He scooped me up effortlessly into his arms and carried me past the sounds of pleasure coming from the buildings, heading toward what looked like a shower facility. The large shower room we eventually found was deserted—every soldier was busy having sex—and it had the stark, utilitarian look of a military installation, with nothing but rows of showerheads.
“Let’s wash up first.”
“Yes. We’re quite dirty right now.”
My body didn’t sweat, but flying through battlefields filled with gunpowder and soot had left me covered in grime. He set me down in the changing area and began removing his uniform while I stripped nearby and tossed my clothes into a basket. Naturally naked, we stepped into the shower room and stood side by side under the showerheads.
“I saw it last night too, but you seem to enjoy decorating and adorning your body.”
He indicated my lower abdomen and chest with his eyes. Starting from the clitoral ring, the succubus crest, the dragon marking running down the center of my torso to my lips, the piercings on my nipples, and the golden holy scar on my forehead—anyone would think I enjoyed body decoration.
“I do like it, but there’s someone who likes it even more than I do.”
“Oh~ A man?”
“Yes.”
“So there is a man. I didn’t know.”
He really hadn’t known anything about me. Whoosh.
“Ah, cold!”
“Hahaha! There’s no way hot water would come out in a place like this.”
“Don’t laugh.”
“Hahaha!”
My startled reaction seemed to amuse him greatly, and he laughed for a long time. Putting on a sulky face, I let my hair down and carefully wet it under the cold water, which only made him laugh harder, calling me cute.