I Became the Pushover Hero
After a long battle.
"This is Our defeat…"
The Demon King declared her surrender.
"At last."
Light poured down from a sky where the darkness had finally lifted.
The hero, Lennon, raised his head.
The light of victory fell across his face.
"It's over."
A clean, satisfied smile spread across Lennon's lips, buoyed by the exhilaration of having fulfilled his duty as a hero.
"And—"
He lifted the Holy Sword high.
"This is a new beginning."
He hurled the Holy Sword over the cliff's edge.
Farewell, my friend.
Thank you for everything.
I will never harm another living soul again.
I swear it.
This was the first step toward leaving the hero behind and living as an ordinary man.
The rest of his life would be spent in happiness, savoring a peaceful world at the side of the women he loved.
"Shall we go?"
Lennon set off toward the Base Camp where his companions were waiting.
His steps felt light.
How overjoyed would they all be when he brought them the news of victory?
Just imagining being swept up in the arms of his three women painted his thoughts a soft pink.
Six sons.
Six daughters.
If the kids wanted more, that would be fine too.
Lost in those happy fantasies, he arrived at the Base Camp.
Just before the battle with the Demon King began, the others had taken serious injuries, so he had sent them all back to recover. For several days he had faced the Demon King alone.
And in the end, he had won.
Call him a pushover if you like.
Lennon was the kind of man who would rather sacrifice himself than watch his companions fall into danger and die.
"Girls!"
He flung open the tent flap and stepped inside the Base Camp.
And then—
"Aaahn♡ It feels so gooood♡ My womb's all stuffed full of cum…♡"
"Hurry… hurry… put your cock in my ass toooo♡"
"Slurp… kissh… slurp… kiss meee♡ Kissshhh♡"
The humid stench and the sprawling scene of bare flesh left Lennon completely blank.
What is this? Am I seeing a hallucination?
No.
That couldn't be it.
A hero's body was immune to every form of mental magic.
Which meant what he was looking at right now was reality.
The three women he loved were naked, wrapped around another man, cooing at him with shameless, vulgar affection.
"G-girls…?"
Not a single one of them paid him any attention.
They were too busy rubbing their bodies against the man.
The only person who bothered to notice Lennon was the man himself—sprawled out like a king, receiving the devoted service of three beautiful women.
"Oh? You made it back alive?"
It was Daniel, the baggage handler of the Hero Party.
"I figured the Demon King would've finished you off for sure."
"D-Daniel… what… what the hell is going on right now…?"
"Can't you tell by looking?"
Daniel snickered.
"We're having sex."
"S-sex…?"
"Girls, the tiny-dick bastard's here. At least say hello."
Only then did the three women glance back.
"Huh? Le-Lennon."
Eline—princess of the Kingdom and the Knight of Glory.
"Sorry."
She apologized with a sly little grin.
"I'm in the middle of pregnancy training on His Highness's cock right now♡ Nngh♡ Don't interrupt♡"
Mounted in a riding position with her ass stuck out, Eline planted her hands on her knees and bounced her hips up and down.
—Slap! Slap!
She slammed her ass against Daniel's lower belly and howled like an animal.
"Oh my, Lennon-ssi."
Next was the Saintess Candidate, Riatria.
"I'm so glad you made it back safely. You look badly hurt—I'll heal you."
Riatria beamed.
"Right after I receive Master's holy water in my asshole♡ It's my turn next… my hole's so itchy I can't wait any longer, ehehe♡"
That holy woman, Riatria, was desperately waiting her turn while plunging her own fingers into her anus with wet, squelching thrusts.
"Lennon, you're here?"
Last was the elf mage, Melia.
"Sorry I couldn't fight alongside you."
Melia stretched her lips out long like an octopus and planted wet, smacking kisses on Daniel's mouth.
"Spending time with my baby is more important than fighting the Demon King♡"
The lips that had once shared a pure first kiss with Lennon—back when she still hated humans—were now sucking on another man's mouth.
"Mwahh…♡ Mwahh…♡"
The three women turned their eyes away from Lennon.
"Ah…"
Lennon went rigid.
A nightmare.
This was a vicious nightmare.
Please let it be that.
"Nnghhoooh♡ I'm done for…♡ This is definitely a pregnancy…♡"
Please.
"It's my turn now! Master, hurry—pour your holy water into my filthy hole…!"
Please.
"I'll clean your cock for you. Slurp…♡ Cum tastes so good…♡ Slurp…♡"
Please.
"How long are you going to just stand there?"
Daniel said it with a lecherous smile.
"Don't just stand there—go jack off in that corner. Seeing as we used to travel together, I'll specially allow you to watch and stroke it."
He said it like he was doing him a favor.
"Daniel…!!!"
Lennon raised his voice.
"What the hell did you do to them?!"
He must have used some kind of hypnosis magic.
There was no other way to explain this situation.
"Nothing."
Daniel shrugged.
"It's just because you're a pushover bastard."
"What…?"
"You were out cold snoring while your own women were getting their cunts stuffed right next to you."
"Aaahn…♡ Wh-why would you say that out loud~♡"
Eline, who had been scooping up the cum spilling from her pussy with her hands because she hated to waste it, spoke up bashfully.
"And you couldn't even tell when a big-titted bitch like this was throwing herself at you."
Daniel grinned as he roughly groped the dangling breasts of Riatria, who currently had his cock buried in her ass.
"Nngh…!"
Riatria's eyes rolled back as her body shuddered.
"I-I love it…♡ Squeeze my filthy big tits harder♡"
Vulgar language that was hard to believe was coming from a Saintess Candidate's mouth.
"And with this one you even kissed, but that was as far as it went, right?"
Daniel stroked the head of Melia, who by now had buried her face between his thighs and was flicking her tongue over his anus.
"You idiot. There were three women dying to get fucked and you couldn't even notice?"
"……"
"Well."
Daniel chuckled.
"Even if you had noticed, that tiny dick of yours never could've satisfied them."
At that, the three women laughed along with him.
"He's right. Lennon's pinky-sized cock could never satisfy us."
Eline held up her little finger and sneered.
"No—even calling it a cock is too generous. My clit is bigger."
She proudly displayed her stiffly erect clitoris.
"That's so mean, Eline. Lennon-ssi is still a man, so a cock is a cock."
Riatria, still rocking her hips, glanced back over her shoulder.
"But it's so thin that even if you put it in, I don't think I'd feel a thing."
She deliberately spread her plump ass cheeks wide, showing off the massive cock currently buried in her hole.
"It needs to be at least this big, you know."
"Who told you to stop?"
—SMACK!!!
"Nngh…! I-I'm sorry…!"
Riatria immediately started bouncing her hips again.
"Lennon."
Melia, pubic hair stuck to the corner of her mouth.
"You're disqualified as a man."
"Me-Melia……"
"I don't need a man who can't understand a woman's heart."
Melia waved him off with a flick of her hand.
"You already took down the Demon King. There's no reason left for me to travel with you."
So—
"Get lost~♡"
Starting with Melia's words—
"She's right, Lennon. There's no place for you in this party anymore. Leave."
Eline piled on.
"Y-you two are both… nngh…! So cruel. Lennon-ssi… ahing…! From now on, while we're having sex… ooh… so deep…! Please handle the chores…♡"
And then—
"And clean up after we finish… oooh…! My ass feels so good…!!"
Riatria climaxed.
"You heard them."
Daniel said it as he came.
"So what's it gonna be?"
Daniel pulled his cock free.
—Pop!
Then he spread Riatria's ass cheeks with both hands, displaying her red, swollen hole.
"I'll specially let you clean out my women's holes."
"Aaahn…♡ Master♡"
"Suck it."
Cum dribbled in thick strands from Riatria's anus.
"Ah…"
With his mind gone completely white, Lennon made his choice.
"AAAAAAARGH!!!"
He ran.
"It's a dream! It's just a dream!"
Sobbing, he fled the Base Camp.
Behind him, the Base Camp rang with laughter mocking the pushover hero.
"Fuck."
I turned off my phone.
"I swear I'm going to kill the bastard who baited me into this."
I'd started reading Pure Love Knight Adventure after it was recommended as a heartfelt pure-love harem story. The ending was the worst of the absolute worst.
An NTR drift in the finale? That author is insane.
Getting dragged out and burned at the stake by the readers would still count as a natural death for him.
Looking back, sure, there had been NTR flags scattered throughout—but I'd kept reading to the end, clinging to a "no way, right?" kind of hope.
And I got betrayed.
"Ah… aah…!"
The internal damage was catastrophic.
A pure-love harem, they said! A pure-love harem!
The protagonist was already a misandrist-baiting softie and that alone was infuriating.
Was there ever a pushover like this pushover?
I get that he was strong, but his personality was so kind it crossed into stupidity.
I still don't understand why he accepted the Demon King's surrender and let her live when he could have killed her, and I don't understand why he threw the Holy Sword off a cliff either.
Above all, the most impressive part was how he completely failed to notice the heroines throwing themselves at him so blatantly.
In a way, maybe getting NTR'd was just the hero's karmic comeuppance.
Even so, this is way too fucking awful.
How am I supposed to work off this rage?
I turned my phone back on and checked the comments.
"Wow…"
The comment section was already carpet-bombed with curses.
Everything from roasting the author to roasting the author's entire family.
You could feel the pure-love harem knights' colossal fury radiating off the page.
I almost piled on myself—then held back.
You don't just casually leave comments.
What if I idly wiggled my fingers and somehow got isekai'd into this goddamn novel?
Of course, that kind of thing only happens in fiction.
There's no way something like transmigration would actually happen in real life.
Still, just in case, I decided not to write anything.
Besides, the other readers were already representing my feelings more than well enough.
"Ugh, fuck. Ugh."
I need healing.
I should drink something and soothe this nauseating feeling.
The moment I sat up from the bed—
A dizzying wave of vertigo hit me, strength drained from my body in a long, sliding rush, and my consciousness blacked out.
Ah… wait…