Bandit Execution! Despairing Reina and the Absolute Dominator
It had been five days since Reina became the Flame Mare's cock-house.
Of course, whenever the seniors wanted to use her cunt, she was released from her cock-house duties to handle their loads — but the rest of the time she spent the entire day locked in place, fawning over the Flame Mare.
From morning till night, a life spent doing nothing but catching piss and semen in her womb.
And yet, it made her so happy.
"Hmmrrrhhhhhhhhhhh♡♡♡ Uhhrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh♡♡♡♡ Buhh♡ Ohooohh♡ I'm♡ cumming already♡ Cumming looking like this, haaaahhhhh♡♡♡♡"
The Flame Mare pulled the wagon along the very road where Reina had once discarded her plate armor. It was morning, so the main gate stood wide open — yet somehow, no guards were on duty. Even for a quiet stretch of road, leaving the gate unattended was a dereliction of post. Taking advantage of the lack of surveillance, the Flame Mare that had made Reina its cock-house clip-clopped swiftly past the gate.
"Bwhoooouuuhh♡ Ugh♡ Oh♡ Ooooh♡ Uuuuungh♡ What♡ Why is nobody here♡ I, I know the gatekeepers here♡ I wanted to show them this look♡ Get mocked♡ And go pfft-pfft with the gatekeepers' cocks too~♡"
But truly, there was no one.
Even in the morning, people weren't walking about. Voices could be heard somewhere, but they all seemed gathered in one place.
"What is this atmosphere?"
"…Suspicious."
The two men sitting in the cargo bed turned their eyes toward the source of the noise. The distance to Tripoli was long enough that the round trip had taken eleven days. Plenty of time for something to have happened in the city. Sensing the strange current in the air, Reina — still a horse's cock-house — thrashing about without a shred of tact.
"Pgihiiiiiiiiiiit♡ Oh♡ More semen♡ Even with balls all shriveled up, giving me one last load♡ Semen flowing like a stream♡ Oh♡ Ohot♡ You don't want to part with me, huh♡ Eehit♡ Hiiiiiiit♡ But♡ You're a loaner, so you've got to go back soon♡ Yeah♡ Let's do one last spurt and finish♡ Nnghhoo~♡"
"Prrrrrrrrrrrrrr~♡"
Over these five days the two of them had grown quite close, and the Flame Mare had even learned how to jab at its cock-house's womb while pulling the wagon. Even now it walked along, tapping its hips tok-tok-tok♡ and stabbing into Reina's womb — a thoroughly grotesque sight from the side, yet the two of them wore expressions that said they couldn't care less about any stares. Watching a cock-horse and the mare cock-house that entertained it carry on like this even inside the city drew more sighs than tension.
"It's fine that you're both enjoying yourselves, but tone it down already. You're conspicuous enough as it is — if we get stopped at a checkpoint it'll be a pain."
"You stop swinging your hips too. I'll give you time to fuck her again before we part later, so just head quietly toward the plaza for now. And don't dig in too deep."
They soothed them with the warning that showing Reina in her current state to the crowd gathered in the plaza might spark another uproar. Naturally the Flame Mare flicked its tail in dissatisfaction, but it didn't refuse. After all, five days of being milked dry all day long by this succubus-like dragon had left its once-proud balls shrunk to the size of peanuts.
"Pfh♡ Hht♡ Hhh♡ What's with this atmosphere… it feels different from usual……"
"People gathering in the plaza is rarely a good sign."
The closer they drew to the plaza, the more the ugly murmuring repeated. Someone pointing fingers, someone else spitting curses. And through it all, Reina — whose sense of smell was the sharpest among them, even with her scent organs ruined by semen — did not miss the coppery tang of blood riding the wind past her nose.
……Why does it smell like this in the plaza?
That was enough to snap her somewhat back to her senses, dangling as a cock-house beneath the horse.
Something felt wrong.
What… what the hell is going on…
The closer they got to the plaza, the thicker the blood-smell grew, and the cawing of crows rose to a frenzy. The Flame Mare judged the distance perfectly, stopping just short of the crowd and taking up a position out of sight, then lifting its upper body slightly so that Reina, still hanging from its cock as a cock-house, could see what was happening inside the plaza.
"Die! Die! Die!"
"You bastards! Serves you right!"
"Do you know how much we suffered because of you!"
"You ambushed us at work and my friend lost an arm!"
"You dog-shit bastards!"
"This is divine punishment!"
Drawn-out curses, the endless cawing of crows, the overflowing stench of blood…
Stakes lined up in the center of the plaza, and heads lined up upon them…
"Ah, what a foul mood first thing in the morning… what the hell did they execute………"
Reina's words trailed off.
She stared at the heads displayed on the ends of the stakes — the public exhibition of the dead.
"Ah? Eh, eh, eh… w… why…?"
The number of severed heads on display was twenty-three.
Every single face she knew.
Well, of course.
How could it be otherwise.
"Why… w, wwwww, why… why……… are your heads………"
"Huh? What the hell are you talking about?"
"What exactly is hanging up there that—"
The heads that should have been hanging there numbered twenty-five, or twenty-seven — the instant Reina registered that fact—
—Pah.
"…Huh?"
"It… can't be……"
Those were their final death rattles.
With the sound of wind splitting and flesh severing, the two men who had been about to climb down from the wagon collapsed.
Thud!
A sudden ambush. Heads rolled. Still hanging as the Flame Mare's cock-house and staring close to the ground, Reina watched two heads come spinning in beneath her. When she turned her gaze under the wagon, the headless trunks had toppled, spraying fountains of blood, and the heads that had rolled in — still briefly alive — stared at her with empty eyes, mouths working as if trying to convey something, before going still.
"U, aaaaaaaaa, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?!?!?!!!"
Shock, terror, confusion.
With her own power she could have broken free of restraints like these in an instant and escaped — but right now her belly was too heavy, and she could do nothing. People, comrades, her own seniors, had their heads cut off and died, and all she could do was flail about as a cock-house. And in the midst of it, the ones who seemed to have done this appeared and drew steadily closer. Suspicious figures with black cloth covering their mouths and robes wrapping their entire bodies.
"Ugh… oh… oooook… uguguguguk?! Euhk!!! Wh, who are you!!! Who the hell are you lot aaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!"
"Don't raise your voice. You beast-fucking pervert bitch."
"We are taking you into custody as of now."
"From this moment, make no further statements. Come quietly."
"Uwhoooouuuhhhh~! Agagaeeut~! D, don't you dare fuck with me!!! No matter how much of a pervert I am, if you think I'll just sit still in this situation!!! Ugh, you bastards, ugh~!"
She was still a Level 99 dragon. Even with five days' worth of horse cock-juice and piss ballooning her womb into a distended sac, Reina was not someone who couldn't break free of restraints like these. It would take a little time, but she could do it — a creaking, cracking sound rose from the joints — yet they showed no fear of this perverted dragon, and subdued her with a single whispered line.
"If you thrash about any further, Alex dies."
"—Huit?!"
His name, spoken out of nowhere.
The name of the man she loved.
With the entire bandit troupe dead… the single most precious name among them all……
"The Pighead Bandits numbered twenty-seven in total, including you and the boss. We have executed twenty-five of them. That leaves the two of you… but if you want him to live, you already know what to do, don't you?"
"Hi, hit… why… why…… Boss Alex… is……… where is he……?!"
"………You don't need to know. The Lord awaits you. Follow us and you will have your answer, so stay quiet. We will not say it twice."
"U, aaa… aaaat… uuueeeut~?! Eeeut~!"
She had never imagined she would be dragged off by assassins while still serving as a horse's cock-house; Reina's mouth hung open as she trembled. She had fought many people before, but being hauled away in such utter despair was a first since the Dragon Jar incident.
"How should we restrain her?"
"Look at the state of her. What restraints do you need for a bitch who can't even move as a horse cock-house? If you yank her free she'll spray shit, piss, and semen everywhere and make a scene, so just leave her as she is. I have zero intention of cleaning up after that."
"Well, fair enough. I thought this would be much harder, but who knew our highest-priority target would look like this. Just how much of a total pervert cock-obsessed bitch do you have to be to end up like this?"
"No reason for us to know, but honestly it's pretty funny. Shameless idiot bitch."
Thud~! Thud~!
Bwaaaaaaaahk~!
"U, uhit… uk, euhiiiiik… iiiiiiit~! Euhk…… euhk…… euhhhhhhhh…… eugut… eeeeeeeut……!!!"
Reina's belly was so swollen it was practically dragging on the ground. As they kicked that belly again and again, they noticed piss and semen starting to reverse-flow through the gap where the horse cock and cunt were joined, and stopped the kicking once they judged any more would be dangerous. Fortunately the Flame Mare was quick on the uptake and didn't thrash; it quietly handed over its reins and began moving with them.
Their destination was the lord's manor.
The black-clad group surrounded the horse, so Reina's state was hidden from the surroundings. The townsfolk were all crowded into the plaza, busy throwing stones, which helped as well. For Reina it was an infinitely tragic event — but for the residents here, the death of the Pighead Bandits was cause for joy. The trash who had raided the mines and kidnapped women were gone; they could finally breathe easy, and they cheered.
"Heuk… huk… eeeuk… heuuuuk…… why…… something like…… this…… heuuut…… eeeeeeeuk~!"
Even in the middle of it, she was happy that her forcibly transported state looked so pathetic. She was angry, irritated, even worried — and still she was happy. Realizing that, her cunt clenched even harder than before, and the fountain she sprayed from her urethra trailed along the ground so that the path she had taken could be followed, like a scene out of Hansel and Gretel.
"Idiot."
"Why the hell does the Lord want a bitch like this……"
"—Huguut♡ Kht, kiee, eeeuk♡"
The assassins sneered at Reina and made no secret of their displeasure. Her belly got kicked a few more times, but once they realized that only made her happier, the kicking stopped. Her shit-belly sloshed and gurgled noisily every time the contents of her womb shifted, yet no one offered to drain the semen or piss, and even after entering the lord's manor they seemed to want her to keep the shit-belly, because they brought out a new plug.
"Hey, beast-fucker. From here on you'll move on this, so stick your cunt on it."
"Oh, aaa, at♡ A, a, it's huge♡ Th, oh♡ Ooot♡ Something like this won't fiiiit♡"
"What are you so happy about. We're busy, so hurry up and mount it."
"Krho♡ Ooooooooot♡ Ohooooooooooooooot♡ Krhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiik♡♡♡♡ Krhooooot♡♡♡"
A massive rod modeled on a horse cock jutted upward from a cart. Realizing that with this, the semen and piss stored in her belly wouldn't leak out, the moment they released her restraints she immediately slammed her cunt down onto it.
Tsskkeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeahk♡♡♡♡
"Hugiiiiiiiiiiiiik♡ Gu, hu, hiiiiii♡ Uhik♡ Euhiiiiiiiiik♡ Huit♡ Huit♡ Huiiiiiiiiiik~♡ It's so hiiiiigh♡ Ohok♡ Ok♡ Grhuuuuuuuuuuut♡ Too hiiigh♡ I'm dying♡ All my weight on my cuuunt♡ My womb's getting pierced throughuuuuut♡"
"You get it? Secure her properly so she doesn't piss and shit all over the lord's manor, yeah? Cleaning the corridors is a real pain."
"Keugohooonguuk♡ Ong♡ Ohot♡ Ah♡ Ooooooooook♡ Heavy♡ Wuk♡ Putting my weight on my cuuunt♡ Grhiiiiik♡ Bruises on my wooooomb♡ Grhoooooaaaaaaaah♡ Krho♡ Krhot♡ Krhiiiiiiiiiiiiii~♡"
The upright horse-cock mounting post was taller than even the relatively tall Reina. Even with her cunt fully swallowing the glans, her toes barely brushed the ground; she poured her entire weight onto her cunt and let out happy, hitching moans as she was hauled away cart and all.
"Put the horse in the stables. Everything in the cargo bed looks suspicious, so check it all."
"Understood."
Here she parted from the Flame Mare.
The way they looked at each other with regret as they separated was almost like lovers — but that gaze didn't last long, and Reina's heart only ached.
Boss Alex…!! W, why… why is the boss, the lord's son……… aaaa… at… aaaa… I see… no way……
Having entered the lord's manor under these circumstances, she could more or less tell who had annihilated the bandits. Even a fool like Reina could deduce from the situation that there was only one possibility. A masochist clenching her teeth, huffing and puffing as she held back her pleasure — it was a ridiculously funny face. A worthless dragon who fawned over anyone who stabbed her cunt, yet today the situation was different, and she kept that gritted expression all the way to the innermost chamber.
"Almost there."
The deeper into the manor they went, the more it was dyed in the scarlet light of a red-light district. The smells rising from the floors and ceilings were similar to what she had smelled in Tripoli, but they had soaked into the building so thoroughly that they had become a permanent stench that would never come out.
Smell♡ Smell♡ Smellsmellsmellsmellsmellsmell-et♡♡♡ Just how many women have been disposed of in this manor♡ The stewed juices from cunts♡ The smell that's stuck and fermented into every surface♡ It's thick♡ Too thick♡ What the hell is this place♡ Well, the parents of a boss who kicks my cunt out of nowhere were never going to be normal, but this is beyond what I expected♡ Even Tripoli wasn't this bad♡ The places people walk every day were kept clean out of basic courtesy♡ Why does this entire manor reek of women♡ And on top of that, piss, shit, blood♡ You can tell women have been crying here♡ What is this place♡ It's the worst♡ It's the kind of terrifying smell a dog would catch standing in front of a dog butcher♡
Her head swam.
The smell alone felt like it could kill her.
Hii♡ Hii♡ Ugh♡ A, a monster♡ He left the traces of tormenting women out in the open on purpose♡ Euhht♡ Scary♡ Scary♡ Why is that stuff still left there♡ Hiit♡
Dangling and trembling on the cunt-spike as she was hauled along, she noticed that the closer they got to the inner chambers, the more bloodstains remained in the corners, or nails and toenails that looked like a woman's were scattered about. Or else scraps of flesh… soft bits that looked torn from near a clitoris or cunt-lips… things that looked like women's hair, and cunt-hair scattered thickly as well. Blackened, blood-caked stakes that someone had used were left lying about as a matter of course.
—A torture chamber.
Anyone could see it was no place for a person to live, and yet there were signs of life deeper inside. The most lavishly decorated red-and-yellow entrance made it obvious that this was either the lord's private chambers or the audience hall. The surroundings were already so red it hurt the eyes, and with the door and even a red carpet laid out, the taste on display was grotesque beyond measure.
Scaryscaryscaryscaryscaryscaryscaryscary♡ And the fact that he's that boss's father too♡ He's absolutely not sane♡ I'm fucked♡ This is even more fucked than when the boss caught me♡ Unlike usual, I've got a real feeling that I won't be able to do a thing♡ Scary♡ R, really scary♡
Given the situation she tried to put on the toughest face she could, but in the end she was a dog-cunt masochist bitch. She ended up going hek-hek♡ hek-hek♡ with the sounds of a masochistic female, and the assassin looked at her with something like pity before knocking on the door.
"My Lord. We have brought the bandit Reina-re. May we enter?"
「──?! Oooooooooooooot!!!!」
Crash-bang!
Something toppled on the other side. At the sound of someone so blatantly delighted by the news that Reina had arrived, the assassin's mood soured further. He even clicked his tongue out loud — tch — and she soon realized that the tongue-click was not aimed at her, but at his own master.
「Ghihihihihi! What are you doing, hurry up and come iiin~!」
Creeeeak~!
At the booming shout they pushed the door open and hauled the cart with Reina impaled on it across the red carpet. The door seemed automatic; the moment Reina and the assassin entered it slammed shut again and locked with an obvious click. Whether this audience hall had been converted into a personal bedroom, a carpet ran in a straight line to a lavishly decorated throne at the far end, and upon it sat a fat pig who looked barely able to lift his own waist.
For once, even Reina's mind went cold.
Because on that splendid throne sat a man of ultra-ultra-ultra-extreme obesity who easily topped three hundred kilograms, barely managing to pant for breath. Her golden pupils slit vertically as she wondered if that thing was even human, and she also realized that the throne he sat on was hollowed out at the crotch — a toilet-throne for handling both piss and shit.
What is that… what the hell… a person…… can a person… get that fat…… is that even possible…?
He was already a different species.
Sweat streamed between five overlapping layers of belly fat; the protruding lips, the blackened nipples — there was not a single appealing feature. He sat naked on his toilet-throne even though he was receiving a woman rather than a guest, and even now, as if he couldn't control his bowels, he was pissing a thin stream from a filthy cock whose foreskin hung long and loose.
"…Fuck."
She understood why the assassin had clicked his tongue.
They left Reina there and withdrew as they pleased.
"Ghihihihihihi!!! I've heard the stories, Reina-re~! No — Reina~!"
"…So everything's out, then."
"Guhihihihihihihihihihi!!!!!"
The pig laughed in a way that matched his appearance. Whatever had him so delighted, he clapped his hands while shaking his sweat-reeking body, and kept ordering the dancing girls seated on either side of him to wipe his sweat.
"I am Alex's father~! Lawrence Orbie~! Guhihihi! I heard all about you from Alex, nice and calm-ly~! To think that while I was briefly away, the Hero herself would grace this land~! And that she was such a pervert — I never imagined~! Guhihihihihihi!!!"
"R, really… Alex's father…?"
"Guhi? You can tell just by looking, can't you~! If I lost the weight I'd be the spitting image, wouldn't I~?! Guhihihit!!!"
Lawrence rested his chin on his hands as if to show off his face. Even his fingers were as thick as frankfurters, his wrists bristled with hair, and the grime under his nails was so filthy there was nothing to say. The only resemblance to Alex was the long, narrowed eyes — but where Alex's were fox-like, this man's were a pig's. On top of that he was going bald, light gleaming through brown hair the same shade as his son's.
Absolutely not—!!
She wanted to curse him for talking such nonsense, but her belly was so heavy she could barely even breathe. Her toes still barely brushed the ground, and the horse-cock fragment crushing her womb felt even higher than before.
If I… spread my wings and fly like this… I'd put on a fountain show in midair, but…… I could kill him……!!
She steadied her breathing.
Keep going, keep going, until she could at least get one sentence out…
She didn't understand everything, but she knew the man in front of her was the cause. So she steeled herself to be ready to kill him at any moment, then spoke.
"I am Reina. As the boss told you, I'm a somewhat perverted dragon…… I don't know how much of the story you've heard, but I'm so excessively sex-addicted that I was hanging around with the bandits a bit… Getting gang-raped by them… Eating semen… Being treated like a toilet was fun, so……… I just sort of…"
"Guhi, I know~! Really, I was so surprised~! Guhihi~!"
"So I'm asking…… why… did you suddenly… capture us……? Alex is… your son…… You killed all of your own son's subordinates……… what were you thinking………"
"……Ang? Guhihit! Did you really think I wouldn't know~? That you lot were plotting something, I mean~!"
She flinched.
"Did the Guild Master betray us?"
"Ooh, so your thoughts go that far~! Pervert or not, a Hero… speaking so well with a stake through your cunt… Guhihit! I like that tough face too~! And you're cute! I like you better up close than from afar, so I'll answer~! Sadly, that's not it~! Guhihihit!!"
"…Then what?"
He waved a hand large enough to match the thickness of Reina's thighs, and the dancing girls attending him reached behind the chair and tossed out a severed head.
"U, the Guild Master…?!"
"Before he died he got his ass sucked by you, Reina, didn't he~?! With an experience like that, I'm sure he went to a good place~! Guha-hihit!!"
The head that came flying was the Guild Master's.
Or… was it still the Guild Master?
Eyes and nose cut off, it's bad…… He toyed with him before killing him……
Not just killing him, but torturing him like this… so the culprit wasn't the Guild Master…
"That's harsh… but then who the hell overheard our conversation… I, I was sure we'd never get caught…"
"Some receptionist who hated you eavesdropped, that's what~! The sudden confession was hard to believe, but I investigated just in case, and sure enough it was true~! To think this pervert was really the Hero Reina~! Guhi, thanks to that I could dispose of all the nuisances in one go~!"
"…………No way."
Martha's hateful face flashed through her mind. The woman she had provoked hoping to be tormented — she had seemed quiet lately, and now this was the result. Reina had thought it would be nice to get her cunt kicked by a woman and be harassed with insults and curses, but instead of a cunt, her comrades had ended up dead because of it.
"D, damn it…!! Damnnnnnnnnn~! Why did it turn out like this……?! How the hell did that bitch!!!! Krrrrrrrk~!"
"Guhihihihihihihihihihihihihit!!!!!"
At that loathsome laugh, tears gathered at the corners of Reina's eyes. There was anger, but it was also proof that she was feeling humiliation and pleasure together under the inescapable situation.
"A, Alex?! What did you do to the boss! You didn't kill him, did you! He's still your son!!!"
"That son of mine tried to kill his own father, you knooow~?"
"But you didn't actually dispose of him, right?! If you did—!!"
"Guhihihihi! Of course not! If I killed him I wouldn't be able to control you, would I~! Looking at the state of you, dragging this conversation out any longer seems dangerous~! So I'll let you meet the Alex you're so desperate to see~! Guhihit…!!"
Right beside Father Lawrence's toilet-throne was something covered by a cloth. At first it had blended into the background like a newly purchased statue left draped and neglected, but looking at it now something felt wrong. The cloth was moving slightly. Imagining what was inside made her feel sick at once — and that imagination became reality.
"Ghi~!"
Whip!
"Kr… eeeu… eub… eeeu……"
"Boss Alex!!!"
Sure enough, standing right beside Lawrence was the Alex Reina so dearly loved.
His condition, however, was not good.
"What the hell is this?! Why is the boss, the lord's own son, like that~?!"
"Guhihihihihihi!!! As you can see, he was being disciplined! His little prank went too far this time, you see~!"
"Krrrrrr… uk…… euk……"
"Guhihihi! Guhihihihihi!!!"
Alex's body trembled in time with Lawrence's sneering laughter. Just as Reina herself had once been, he wore an eye mask, his mouth was gagged with a ball gag, his arms were bound twisted behind his back, and his legs were even buried in stone like concrete, left standing like a statue so that escape was impossible.
"Kr, u, euk… eeeu…"
And it didn't end there.
What came next was the worst of all.
The boss's cock… aaaa… aaat…!!
Atop the cock locked in a chastity cage so he couldn't ejaculate, a tiny guillotine had been installed. The line controlling the guillotine was set into the same stone that fixed his feet, so it wouldn't fall unless someone cut it with a blade, and it looked stable enough. But a guillotine was still a guillotine. If it dropped, not only would the cock be severed — the balls would vanish too. In that precarious state, he had been whipped until Reina arrived, leaving bright red welts all over his body, and even though he was his own son, his anus had been tormented as well — blood was still dripping from there.
"A, Alex… s… bo, boss……? Th, that's too much…… too much…… doing that to the boss…!! Don't… please don't……!! Don't do that to Boss Alex!!!!"
"Guhihihihihihi!!! This is how discipline works in our household~! This one has always had a strong rebellious streak, you see~? So I used to torment him like this often~! Guhihi! Once he grew up I stopped, but it seems he forgot who the head of the family is in the meantime~! Guhihihi!!!"
"Aaaaaaa…… aaa…… aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa………!!!"
She despaired.
Alex's sadistic side had struck straight into Reina's heart — and now she understood where every last drop of that sadism had originally come from.
Th, this bastard is the original… this bastard… is the one who made Boss Alex…… the real monster……!! Not even comparable to Boss Alex…… a real… monster who lives to toy with people………!!!
Looking at Alex's state, she realized that everything she herself had suffered had been mere play.
No… I hate this… it feels bad…… it should feel bad…… so why………
And so Reina's sexual nature was honest.
She wanted a man who, despite being weak, would torment, oppress, and train the strongest version of herself — the worst kind of man. And if there were two such men, she would inevitably be drawn more strongly to the crueler, more severe one.
——Even if that man was a pig bastard like this, it made no difference.
"Th… euh… eeeuk…!!"
Right now, that pig-human looked more attractive than Alex, who was being trained in reverse — a sexual nature so hollow even she found it absurd. Fortunately the rose-tinted glasses from her first love still remained, so she didn't seem ready to follow immediately, and a sincere worry for Alex still lingered as well.
"Well then… now that you've seen Alex's situation…… how about we have a little talk~?! Hmm~?"
"Hi, hihuk… huk… heuuk…… Yes… I under… stand…… I'll listen… so please… don't touch Alex any further… the man I love… don't make him any more miserable… I beg you…!!"
The more miserable he was made, the more her love would cool.
And if the day ever came when she followed this pig…
……Even Reina herself found the thought both disgusting and blissful.
"Glad you're a pervert who can be reasoned with~! Guhihik~!"
With Alex captured, refusing any proposal was out of the question. Reina immediately began sniveling like a soft little female and fawning, and Lawrence Orbie, watching the Hero hiccup and cry as she spoke to him with formal respect, cheerfully opened his heart.
This was Reina and Lawrence's first meeting.
Also, her second love.
And…
……the face of the man who, for certain reasons, would die by Reina's hand tomorrow.