Chapter 353 - New Vacation (1)
A door opened in the blue-lit chamber, and an expressionless woman greeted me.
She had silver hair and wore a captain's uniform blending white and black.
I smiled at her stoic face.
"I'm back."
"You must have had a tough time, sir."
Armonia and I left the warp room right away and headed to the office, chatting as we went.
"Sir Su-ho, why didn't you push Han Yeoreum harder?"
"That was enough. If she regresses again, it'll just cause us trouble."
I'd shown Han Yeoreum everything—me enjoying a threesome with Min Hayeon and Han Bom, our bodies intertwined in pleasure.
From her vantage point, she would've had a clear view of their faces and intimate parts.
I'd even considered bursting out the door midway to expose her perverse voyeurism to the two women, but I only thought about it and didn't act.
Han Yeoreum... she's definitely keeping that gem.
I'd seen it with my own eyes.
Han Yeoreum watching Min Hayeon and Han Bom's asses in explicit detail.
Filming as my semen dripped from their pussies.
She got some great footage with that gem. She won't regress for a while.
That was my judgment, so after enjoying myself more with Min Hayeon and Han Bom—waiting until they were fully asleep—I returned straight to the ship.
Our discussion wrapped up just as we reached the office. The moment we stepped inside, Armonia got to the point.
"First, the report on the vacation I mentioned before."
"Vacation? Where'd you pick?"
"An amusement park."
Not some laid-back spot to lounge for days, but a place for one explosive day of fun.
Armonia's choice was spot-on.
Viola would experience thrills she'd never known before.
But there was one issue.
"The destination is a world where Zodiac and the Holy War are locked in fierce battle."
"...Isn't that dangerous?"
New protagonists had just emerged, solidifying their positions.
Fine if it were just me, but with Viola in tow, safety came first.
"Zodiac replied they'll keep things as quiet as possible on our arrival date."
"Makes sense... without one side stirring, it'll stay calm for a bit."
And "fierce battle" was relative to that world's standards, anyway.
"It's a place where fledgling protagonists are clashing. Even if something unexpected happens, bringing Lena should handle it."
"Perfect! When do we leave?"
"After fully charging warp energy—planned for 30 hours from now."
"Got it."
"I'll update you once preparations are ready tomorrow."
As Armonia turned to leave, opening the door, I smiled at her back.
"Dress up nice when we go~"
"..."
Armonia showed a hint of embarrassment from behind, then quietly exited.
...This is awkward.
Viola, Lena, and I had finished preparing and were waiting for Armonia.
Viola wore a modern blue dress, her dark brown hair swaying as she bounced around excitedly.
"I really wanted to go!"
Having spent her life in an underground palace, Viola was naturally reserved.
She rarely ran or raised her voice aboard the ship unless something major happened.
But today, her joy was obvious in every gesture and word.
"Amusement park! Amusement park!"
She could hardly contain herself at the thought of visiting a place she'd only seen on TV here.
Beside her, Lena stood with an awkward smile.
Instead of her usual maid outfit, she wore a beige cardigan top and deep blue jeans.
Even in modest maid clothes that hid her figure, she looked like a model—now, fully unveiled, she was radiant.
She's bound to get modeling offers. If not, those world-dwellers must be blind.
But the more I praised her body, the more embarrassed Lena looked.
Wondering why, I caught her mutter.
"Th-this... outfit that shows off my body so much... even so..."
Lena's philosophy: A woman's exposed skin should be limited to her face.
Her maid skirt was hemmed long enough to cover even her ankles.
Well, she'll have to get used to it for other worlds later. But the real problem is...
The biggest issue stood out.
"Beatrice! What ride first?"
"I wanna do the Ferris wheel, nya!"
"..."
A woman with purple-and-orange streaked hair, hopping around wildly.
Beatrice had ditched her gothic lolita for a long-sleeved T-shirt and overall jeans.
No problem there—in fact, it suited her better than the goth look.
Her twitching cat ears, flapping bat wings, and tail that was anything but cat-like, all aflutter.
The problem was...
How's she hiding the tail, ears, and especially those wings?
Ears under a hat, tail in pants—maybe. But wings? No clue.
Armonia must have a plan if she approved it.
With that thought, I waited for Armonia.
Soon, the click of heels echoed on the metal floor from down the hall.
We all looked toward the corridor's end.
Silver bob haircut, usual blank expression, modest gait.
Our familiar Armonia.
Yet not quite.
A white cardigan over a pink skirt baring her knees.
Rings and earrings she'd never worn before.
Highlighting her sexy figure, she approached and spoke with refined poise at odds with her looks.
"Sorry for the delay in preparations. Shall we depart now?"
"You look pretty."
"...Thank you."
Armonia replied with her usual expression and tone.
The only difference? A brief silence.
"You don't dress like that normally."
"Uniforms must follow regulations."
"Right, right."
So, she'd dressed to fit the occasion.
Chatting with Armonia, I watched Viola and Beatrice skip ahead, gawking around.
"Wow! It's huge!"
"Whoa! The amusement park's bigger than Maou Castle, nya!"
Maou might feel slighted hearing that.
I glanced at Beatrice's back, scanning the surroundings curiously.
"They're staring—not because of the wings, right?"
"Likely just the unique hair colors drawing eyes."
Beatrice's wings were hidden with perception interference—effective on civilians wandering about.
But in this mission world, it wouldn't always work, so not reliable everywhere.
"So that's what you meant by brainwashing for mission insertions."
"Yes. Useful for disguising identities among civilians."
Zodiac provided solid fake IDs, so we hadn't needed it yet—but someday.
Gotta remember this.
My gaze shifted to Lena walking ahead.
"..."
Dressed stylishly, she scanned vigilantly.
Her rare outings were to a war-torn world.
Stepping outside a safe home felt precarious.
Especially the stares.
Viola, Beatrice, Lena, Armonia.
The attention on them heightened her tension.
(Whoa... models?)
(Damn, hot. Filming here?)
(Looks like they're just visiting. Should I shoot my shot?)
(Dude... levels don't match.)
The massive attention only tightened her guard.
I approached Lena slowly, resting a hand on her shoulder to calm her.
"Lena, relax. This isn't dangerous."
"But if I let my guard down..."
"We can handle problems when they arise. No demons here, and no powerhouses like you popping up everywhere."
I persuaded her as best I could, and thankfully, she nodded, easing up.
"Sorry, Master."
"It's fine. New world's gotta be nerve-wracking. Normal. Now, Viola, Beatrice—no wandering off or you'll get lost. Stick close."
"“Yes!”"
"Alright, let's head in."
Leading my four ladies through the entrance...
(Who's that guy?)
(Doesn't fit at all...)
(One of those girls his girlfriend?)
(Don't be ridiculous... unless hypnotized or brainwashed...)
...Should I give these bastards a taste of Lena right now?
But I wasn't one to let emotions rule.
"Whew... let's go in."
We entered the amusement park.
"Yeehaw!"
"Hyaack!"
"Hngh!"
Fun screams, plain screams, silent screams.
Sighing as I rode the Viking with the three women showing varied reactions.
"Man... exhausting."
I'd never noticed during my own fun, but as guardian, an amusement park was no joke.
"If it's too tiring, take a walk and rest. I'll supervise."
"Nah, that'd just burden you. Join in too."
Armonia was the only shipmate who hadn't shown outside much.
It felt bad making her play babysitter on her rare outing—meant to relieve stress, after all.
But she paused, then gazed ahead.
"...I'm content like this."
"...?"
Armonia's cryptic moments aside, prying would just kill the vibe, so I stayed quiet.
The three disembarked, chattering excitedly.
"That was so fun!"
"M-my guts shrank, nya..."
"F-feels like my first horse ride."
As I turned to them...
"Alright, lunch ti—"
Bam!
"Gah!"
"Kyat!"
Just suggesting lunch, a metal-like impact slammed my side.
Luckily, Armonia beside me caught me before I fell.
"Are you alright, sir?"
"Urgh... y-yeah."
No, it fucking hurt.
Steadying with her support, I eyed the incoming object.
But it wasn't an object—a living thing.
"Ow... hurts."
"...Kid?"
An elementary-school-aged child, gender ambiguous, sprawled rubbing their butt.
Casual T-shirt, jeans, baseball cap.
My sharp eyes clocked it instantly.
Girl. Short hair's misleading, but not fooling me.
But gender didn't matter.
I didn't like all women.
And kids? Not women, girl or not.
Like Song A-ra or Seo Ji-eun—pretty, but not that way.
I extended a hand to the butt-rubbing kid.
"You okay?"
"Ah..."
"Huh?"
"It's your fault I dropped it, mister!"
The kid sprang up and dashed off.
Two more kids chased: a clear boy, and a long-haired girl struggling to keep up.
"Mister! Move! Go slow! You'll fall again!"
"S-sorry! Sorry!"
The boy shoved past me; the girl apologized hastily before running after.
A vein throbbed on my forehead.
"Fucking..."
"Please endure, Sir Su-ho. They're children. And getting angry today would just ruin it."
"Ha, ha, ha... yeah... hold it in."
Yeah... smile today.
"Ha, ha, ha... good day today."
"..."
I led everyone to the restaurant with a Joker-like grin.