The Administrator's Revelation

Nazi Elf, am I dead? Looks like my cause of death is death by snu-snu. I can't go into details because of adult reasons, but when I came to, I wasn't in a bed but in this unknown space. Yet something about this place feels familiar.

"Marquelon, we meet again."

"You... the Administrator?"

"Correct."

Never thought I'd see that shady dwarf again. I had a feeling, and sure enough, it was right. This was the mysterious space I'd passed through before falling into this other world. If I'm here instead of the afterlife, does that mean I'm not dead? I should ask.

"Administrator, am I dead?"

"No. So please stop looking at me like I'm a grim reaper."

"Then why am I here? Did you call me because you had something to say?"

"That's not it either. This situation is... well, a kind of bug. How do you like your ability?"

"No. Do you think I'd like having my summon try to ride me like a dog? Seriously."

"But it felt good, didn't it?"

This slippery dwarf sure knows how to dodge. Of course, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠as a man, I don't hate it when a pretty girl with a great body comes asking for sex. But getting squeezed so hard I black out and wake up in another dimension? That's too much! I really want to soccer-kick that sinister face, but I'm holding back for once.

"Didn't I tell you? Great power comes with great responsibility and cost."

"Don't tell me that cost is...?"

"Your semen and stamina, Marquelon. Well, not just that, but yes."

The dwarf explained that SSS-rank summons are fixed in female form, and to borrow their immense power, one must engage in sexual relations. Am I supposed to be happy about this? No, this isn't something to celebrate. I got lucky and survived this time, but I could easily die from snu-snu next time. From now on, when pulling gacha, I should pray no SSS-ranks appear. Then again, if I'm going to use them anyway, maybe getting strong characters is better. The question is whether to protect my dick and balls or sacrifice my stamina for power.

"Ah, I forgot to mention this earlier. The details will be explained step by step by the friendly Info Window."

My vision blurred and I felt like my body was falling into some deep, dark place. They say dreaming of falling means you're growing taller, but will I get taller here? Come to think of it, I haven't seen my own face since coming to this world. Did my appearance change to Western style? Or is it the same as my previous life? I should look in a mirror when I get back.

"Master, are you okay?"

"Hah!"

Tirga's voice snapped me awake. Not only that, she even blew air into my ear. So I'm weak to that kind of thing... No, wait. If this happens again, I might actually die. Looking around, night had passed and morning had already arrived. Seems I'd returned from that space. Without thinking, I tried to stand up. Every muscle in my body was stiff and I screamed in pain. Sex is technically exercise that uses muscles. Doing it that intensely in the middle of the night, it was no surprise my body was wrecked.

"No, I'm not okay. Augh, my whole body hurts."

"Master, really... to think you fainted because it felt so good. I enjoyed it too, actually."

"Good for you."

"So, want to do it one more time?"

"Ah, no thanks, I'm good. So don't come near me!"

Tirga kissed my lips, then gave me a sultry look while saying something terrifying about doing it again later. Her face was glowing—how much had she sucked out of me? Her skin was so radiant it could easily crush any noona who'd spent two hundred at a dermatologist. As much as I wanted to lie back down, there was no soft bed here, just the ground, which wasn't helpful for rest at all. I had no choice but to move. Augh, my body...

"Master, the elves we saw yesterday are up ahead."

"Where?"

I could faintly make out something black. Probably the coats the elf soldiers were wearing yesterday. What should I do? Go around them? No. I didn't do anything wrong to them, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠so no need to avoid them on purpose.

"It's fine. Let's just go our own way."

"Understood."

So we left the forest and reached the main road. Walking the road would be faster than staying in the woods, and it would be easier to find other villages. As we walked along the path, we ran into the same group of elves from yesterday. From a military veteran's perspective, there were about a platoon’s worth of them. Elves in helmets, black coats, and uniforms looked awkward yet somehow cool. Wait, am I not supposed to think it's cool? My mind started to feel confused. What kind of messed-up world is this where elves walk around dressed like that?

Coincidentally or not, the two elves we'd met yesterday were at the front of the group and recognized Tirga and me.

"It's that human from yesterday. Fancy meeting again like this."

"You know this human?"

"Yes, Platoon Leader. He's the traveler who helped us capture the escaped prisoner yesterday."

"Hmm..."

The elf platoon leader on horseback approached us. Tirga didn't seem particularly wary, so there didn't appear to be any hostility. To me, it just looked like simple curiosity.

"Greetings, human. I'm Ranea of the Silvareich Empire's Imperial Guard."

"Mercenary Marquelon, at your service."

I introduced myself as a mercenary for a simple reason. "Adventurer" sounded too cliché, and I had no proof or badge to verify it anyway. Mercenaries, on the other hand, do dirty work like war or escort jobs as long as they're paid. Right now, I desperately needed that money, so I was basically asking for work.

"Thank you for helping my subordinate. You said you're a mercenary. Especially the human woman beside you—she looks very strong."

"Thanks, elf."

"If you're looking for work, would you consider working for our empire? The pay won't disappoint."

Helping the elves yesterday must have been the right call. I never expected such luck to fall into my lap. With money this tight, there was no reason to refuse. The money from the village chief wasn't even enough for a single gacha pull. Just a few silver coins, that's all.

"Sounds good. Where should I go?"

"Will you join us? We were already heading back to imperial territory. Of course, you can go separately if you prefer."

"Since we're going the same way, let's travel together."

And so the two of us walked alongside the uniformed elves. But those elves were giving me some shady looks... like soldiers starved for ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sex staring at a woman. Come to think of it, I didn't see that human man who'd escaped yesterday anywhere. He must have met a gruesome end. Press X to pay respects.

Eventually, Tirga and I arrived at the city with the imperial elf soldiers. The distinction between city and village was vague, but I called it a city for a reason. Compared to the first village I'd encountered and plundered, this place was larger and protected by walls. They clearly didn't want to easily allow monsters, bandits, or outsiders inside.

We stopped at an inn that also served as a tavern—one of those classic fantasy staples. When I opened the creaky wooden door, I saw rough wooden furniture and a lively atmosphere. Yeah, this was it. This was fantasy. But when the people inside saw us, they suddenly looked terrified and went quiet. More precisely, it wasn't Tirga and me—it was the elves.

"G-Good heavens... It's the Imperial Guard."

"Shh, be quiet. If they mark you, you're done for."

"Everyone, split up and find seats."

"Yes, Platoon Leader!"

The elf soldiers paid no mind and divided themselves ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠among the tables. I was led by the elves and ended up sitting between two of them on either side. It wasn't just physical force—seeing those beautiful elf women's faces made resistance impossible. Tirga pouted, told me to call her if anything happened, and stormed out of the inn.

Don't tell me she's sulking because she's jealous of me being with other women? Cute. I thought she was just a strong, straightforward female warrior, but she has this side too.

"You're a cute-looking human. What's your name?"

"Marquelon."

"Are you married? Or do you have a lover?"

"I don't."

"Hmm, really? Then what about that blonde human woman who just left?"

Well, she's a summon, but that would sound weird, so I just smiled awkwardly. The elf soldiers bombarded me with questions. Is this the pain of being the only man? I felt my energy draining away. Tirga, I'm sorry! Please save your master! Not only that, they kept offering me beer and even feeding me food. Was this the life of an alpha male? It was painful, yet somehow pleasant too—I couldn't put this complicated feeling into words. The beer was lukewarm, but it was drinkable. Of course there wouldn't be refrigerators to chill drinks in this world.

"Oh my, even the way you eat is manly and cool."

"A man needs to eat well to have strength, after all."

The elf ladies' hands were getting bolder. They stroked my thighs and pressed their chests against my arms. Their blatant seduction had my lower half ready to burst through my pants. With the alcohol starting to kick in, I couldn't hold back when they were provoking me like this.

"Everyone, could you give us some space?"

Platoon Leader Ranea sat across from me. The bold elf ladies cleared their throats and stopped their teasing. That elf platoon leader must be quite scary or powerful.

"I want to test your skills."

"A test?"

"Yes. You and your companion seem quite skilled, so I'd like to confirm it."

Ranea's proposal was this: eliminate an orc tribe settlement near the city. She handed me a simple map.

"Orcs, as in those blue-skinned, pig-faced humanoids?"

"You know them well, mercenary. Of course, aside from the test, if you complete the job, you'll be paid in silver."

"What's the deadline?"

"The sooner, the better."

Ranea pulled out a small coin purse and placed it in front of me. "The sooner, the better"... That sounded like "go do it right now." I nodded, packed some food and drink, and stood up from the table. The elf ladies looked disappointed, but earning money came first. What kind of summoner only has one summon? I wanted to quickly summon some impressive weapons that would make my chest swell with pride. First, I left the city and summoned Tirga in a secluded spot. Summoning a summon wasn't difficult. Apparently, just calling their name or saying "come out" worked too.