What 'Kidnapping and Rape' Means in an All-Ages Worldview
Kaya, who had been out cold for a while, finally came to around dawn. Once her mind cleared, she sat up halfway and stared blankly into space for a bit.
"Eh, ugh...?"
"You're awake?"
"...Hah!"
Only after I called out did Kaya jolt in surprise, her eyes flying wide open. It was like she suddenly remembered everything from last night—her face flushed beet red as she covered it with both hands.
"U, uwaaah. I-I really did it last night... I showed everyone that embarrassing side of me! Wh-what do I do? Do you think they noticed? Of course they did; it was all over my face..."
Heh, now that she'd regained her composure, she was starting to realize what she'd done. In a world clueless about sex, this was a huge leap forward. I patted her shoulder reassuringly.
"Don't worry about that. After it happened, the villagers just went home without making a fuss."
"R-really?"
"Really. In fact, this morning when I chatted with some folks, they were all worried about your condition."
Of course—in a world with zero sex knowledge, her moans must've sounded like screams. It made the whole thing even more thrilling and safer than I'd expected. Finishing up my reflections on the night before, I turned to her with a concern for any potential issues.
"Anyway, how's your body holding up? Did I go too hard and throw your back out or anything?"
"Uh, yeah. I'm fine. I'm pretty sturdy, after all. My throat's just a little dry..."
"You must've passed out from all the exertion. I made some stew—go wash up and have some."
"Y-you cooked too?"
"Just in case, since you overdid it yesterday."
She usually handled meals, but switching it up now and then wasn't bad. After she freshened up, I served her breakfast. One bite in, and she let out a gasp of delight.
"Th-this is delicious. The seasoning's perfect. Way better than anything I make... Where'd you learn to cook like this?"
"Nah, just picked it up while crashing here."
Cheat abilities apply to talent and learning too, so no surprise. To her, though, I must look like a genius.
"A beginner making stuff this good? You'd kill it opening a restaurant someday~"
A restaurant, huh? If I'm sticking around this world, settling down with a shop might not be a bad idea. Put in some time, master more recipes... Yeah, worth keeping as a career option.
"Whew, that hit the spot~ Guess I burned a ton of energy; scarfed it all down first thing."
"Love seeing you eat hearty. Want some milk tea? Just milked fresh from the ranch earlier."
"Sure, thanks~"
We savored a cozy morning with milk tea, the wild intensity of last night nowhere in sight. Just peaceful chit-chat, enjoying the calm.
Eventually, talk turned to recent happenings.
"Ugh, come to think of it, all I can remember lately is hanging out with you, Chad."
"But you got your work done, right?"
"Of course I did my chores. It's just... they don't feel rewarding compared to how intense and good it feels with you. Ahaha. I'm such an idiot—got hooked on something new and totally neglected my duties. Ugh, my 'hardworking' rep might be toast."
She looked downcast, wallowing in self-reproach. Her sexual fall had been so swift that the disconnect from her old life was inevitable. But seeing her treat it as pure negativity stung a bit.
"So you hated it?"
"Huh?"
"Being with me. If it's too much, I'll hold back from now on."
"N-no, that's not... It is intense, but stopping entirely wouldn't feel right either..."
She couldn't flat-out say no, eyes darting everywhere. After sorting her thoughts, she bowed her head with a wry smile.
"I don't hate it. Being with you... No, actually, I'm grateful you showed me how good it feels to have my body pleased like that."
Grateful? To me, it was just scratching an itch. But sex means something different here than back home. Whatever significance she assigns our hookups is up to her.
"But it'll all end soon anyway. Our contract's almost up, so you'll be leaving before long..."
Was that bitterness about parting because she'd grown attached? Or just mourning the loss of her orgasm dispenser?
"Kaya."
Curiosity gnawed at me. Time to probe.
"Do you have romantic feelings for me?"
"...Huh?"
"Do you like me romantically?"
"W-we weren't just talking about our physical stuff? Why jump to that?"
"Just curious. We've gotten close in a short time, y'know?"
"Uh, well... I've never even thought about it..."
Sigh, this world's so sex-illiterate they can't link it to love. Though maybe their "love" is purer—less the byproduct of lust scientists back home drone on about.
"I-I don't know. I've never liked anyone before. Is what I feel for you the 'like' people talk about, or something else...?"
Her confusion made my chest itch. She hadn't said yes, but no rejection either.
"Kaya."
Maybe I could push a little on that possibility.
"Can I kiss you?"
"Wha—!? Kissing's for couples!"
"We've done it a few times already."
"Th-that was just getting swept up in the moment... And your kisses are so sticky and intense—not exactly sweet and lovey..."
We've gone way past lovey-dovey into full-on debauchery, yet she's guarding the innocent stuff like a pure village girl. That sparked a different kind of playfulness from last night's lust. I cupped her face gently and whispered.
"Then how about we try a real couple's kiss?"
"H-huh? Right here?"
"Problem?"
"N-no, it's just..."
Flustered by my directness, she squeezed her eyes shut. Taking that as a yes, I leaned in softly, pressing my lips to hers. No lust, no body-hunger—just pure, budding affection.
"Mmm..."
It was just mucosal contact, but a small, undeniable emotion bloomed in my chest. I'd felt it before. With Enol, for sure...
Ah, yeah. I get it now. I like this girl.
Even in this sex-ignorant world, her accepting my desires so fully had awakened affection from that familiarity.
"...How was it?"
I pulled back, and she wiped sweat from her flushed face, flustered.
"N-not bad. My heart's kinda racing..."
Pure shyness lit her face. Even after all that raw passion, parts of her were still untouched by my color...
"...Kaya."
Yeah, this desire felt thicker, heavier than mere lust.
"If it's okay, would you—"
"W-wait!"
As I impulsively confessed, she clapped a hand over my mouth. Only after I shut up did she pull away, staring at the floor with a blushing, conflicted look.
"I-I know what you were gonna say... It's just too sudden. I need time to prepare my heart..."
"Ah, yeah. I rushed it."
Sex is fine, but confessions are off-limits? By home standards, it's baffling criteria. She stood abruptly, gearing up to head out.
"A-anyway, conversation over! Rest break's done—time for today's chores!"
"...Sure."
Sex was her request; sharing hearts was my selfish urge. Pushing it would've been too self-centered. As I rose, she paused at the door, glancing back shyly.
"The rest..."
Like extending our unfinished thread. Leaving room for hope.
"We'll talk about the rest after today's work... I'll have my heart ready by then."
Her earnest words, from a love-virgin village girl, made me chuckle. I grinned back.
"I'll wait as long as it takes."
Hey, possibility alone was enough for now. Hoping this connection lasted, I headed out with her for village duties.
By afternoon, disaster struck the peaceful village out of nowhere.
"E-everyone, big trouble! Goblins! A whole horde of goblins!"
"Light the warning beacon and gather folks in the square! Anyone who can fight, grab what you can and head out!"
Panic spread from a scout hunter's terrified shout. Sensing the gravity, I grabbed a farm tool and joined the armed villagers.
"Goblins showed up nearby?"
"Yeah. We've spotted 'em before, but this time it's dozens moving as a pack."
"One-on-one, a kid could take 'em. But in a group? Even grown men struggle."
"This could get dicey. Should we send to the city for adventurer backup?"
The guild had mentioned occasional goblins before I came. But an actual threat? Amid rising worry for a swift resolution, I noticed someone missing from the square crowd.
"Hold on—where's Kaya?"
"Not just her. My wife's gone too."
"Not a couple—none of the village women are here."
The women had vanished en masse. Right when goblins swarmed.
"C-come to think of it, the women went to the river as a group to do laundry today!"
"What!? So they got kidnapped by goblins while we were split up!?"
This world... Kaya, kidnapped by goblins? And goblins—those breeding-obsessed rapists from every adult tale—ratcheted my anxiety sky-high.
"Bet they're getting roughed up bad."
"Worst case, they might end up pregnant with goblin spawn."
So even here, goblins snatch human women for breeding? Damn—if we don't hurry, Kaya could be toyed with endlessly.
...Wait. Isn't this the world where pregnancy only happens with true love and hand-holding?
"Yeah, there's that tale of a woman who lived with goblins for three years, fell truly in love, and came back with a goblin baby."
"Shit, if we don't rescue fast, my wife might genuinely fall for a goblin!"
"Goblins scare me!"
Good lord—a kidnapping-rape plot twisted into pure-love brainwashing (no sex). All-ages or not, isn't this over-censored?