The Wild Elves' Demand
“Hororororo…! Kiyoooot…!”
“Whirlick-whirlick…! Kiyaaaoooot…!!”
Like the appearance of American Indians or Amazonian jungle natives, the elves grew loud and boisterous the moment we drew near, making it hard to keep a clear head.
“Shit! Wild elves!”
“Everyone, form a circle!”
“Combat ready, all of you!”
“Boys, get inside the formation! Move!”
The girls of our class shouted commands as if trying to stop the elves from advancing. When the approaching elves began screeching “Kiyoooot!” in chaotic unison, several students froze in confusion. The boys, especially, looked far more panicked than composed.
“Kiyoooot…! A man…! There’s a maaaan…!”
“Iyoooot…! We’re lucky…! Getto daze…!”
“Whirlick-whirlick…! Kiyaaahoot…! Kill all the women and rape the men!”
“Slaughter every woman and fuck the men until they die…!”
“Kill all the women and rape the men!”
“Enslaving humans is legal…! Uhyoooooot…! Male sex slave, getto daze…!”
Good god. I never thought I’d actually hear that line in real life.
In my original world, “fuck the men, kill the women” had been nothing but a gag in comedy manga. Here, it was a very real, very immediate threat.
“These damn elf bastards! How dare they eye our class’s boys!”
“Boys, grab your weapons too! We might just die, but you’ll be captured and fucked to death!”
“…Hiiik, if it comes to it, we boys will just kill ourselves…”
“Don’t let those bitchy elf fucks lay a hand on the boys! Especially Kim Dojin!”
One of the girls shouted something that singled me out for special protection. In an instant, every eye in the class turned toward me. The female elves followed their gaze, and the moment they spotted me their excitement visibly spiked.
“That human boy over there! He’s mine!”
“I already called dibs! I’m eating that one!”
“First to catch him keeps him! Chargeeee!”
“Uhyoooooot…! Pretty shota…! I’m gonna fuck him…!”
“Kumcheok. He looks just like my Mingming… He’s gonna be mine… Hororororo…!”
The moment the female elves laid eyes on me, they went berserk, loosing arrows and hurling spears at the girls. Whoever pointed me out just made everything ten times worse.
“Aagh! The elves are way too strong!”
“What the hell kind of difficulty did the teacher set?! Elves are ridiculously overpowered!”
“Shit! Even one of them is raid-boss level, and now dozens are pouring out of the forest?! Are you insane?! At least make the terrain flat next time!”
“…Th-this is bad… Aagh! We’re being pushed back…! Damn it, homeroom teacher! Go sleep somewhere else, you salary thief! All you do is leech off your paycheck, you bitch!”
“Hold the line! Hold it…! Shields up, you idiots! Shit! Park Hyeji, you fucking bitch! Why would you put us against elves?!”
“Fuck! Boys, just kill yourselves already! It’s better than getting caught!”
“While we’re holding them off, just die! If they capture you, you’ll be kept as sex slaves and pets all day long!”
“Shit, they’re right! Elves who haven’t signed any treaties treat humans like livestock—especially men—as sex slaves!”
“Aagh! Shit, dodged! Damn, they’re strong!”
“Slavery’s illegal, but human slaves are legal for these pointy-eared bastards…! Don’t treat this like some casual VR! It’s still VR, so just kill yourselves!”
“…H-hiik… O-okay. I-I’ll kill myself…”
“Th-thank you… I’m dying now…”
When the girls told the boys to commit suicide rather than become elf sex slaves, the boys, trembling, pressed their own weapons to their throats.
…Shit. I can’t even kill myself… I’m screwed.
The yin-crest app blocked any attempt at suicide. Choi Seoa noticed and met my eyes for a split second.
Yeah. Seoa. You should just kill me instead.
After a brief hesitation, Choi Seoa broke formation and sprinted toward me. The already fragile front line collapsed the moment she left. The girls stared in disbelief—“What the hell is Choi Seoa doing?”—while the elves watched as well.
Seeing the boys squeezing their eyes shut and preparing to slit their own throats, the most beautiful elf among them—the one who looked like their leader—raised her hand and roared.
“Stooooop!!!!”
At the very brink of death, the elf beauty’s lion-like voice seized the battlefield. Everyone froze. A momentary ceasefire took hold.
The situation was hopeless. Somehow we were all still alive, but every single one of us had an elf spear, arrow, or blade pressed to our throats. If that “stop” had come even one second later, half the class would have been decapitated. We had been utterly defeated.
“Enough playing around. Let’s have a proper conversation, you inferior humans. Drop your weapons.”
The surrounding elf women smirked. Their attitude made it clear they had been toying with us the entire time. The gap in strength was simply too vast. We hadn’t all died only because they had been amusing themselves.
The girls despaired at the realization. We had lost not only physically but mentally as well. We had been completely toyed with by the elves.
“I don’t particularly like humans. Calling yourselves the lords of all creation when you’re such an inferior race is laughable. Normally I would have played with you for a while before slaughtering everyone… but hmm~ Even among inferior otherworlders, there’s quite a cute and handsome one here. Fufu♡ This hunt has been very satisfying♡ He’s so adorable and good-looking♡ For a human♡ For an inferior otherworlder to possess such a fine male♡ I believe humans call this a ‘unique individual’ or a ‘mutation,’ don’t they? Hmm~♡ In elf society, owning a human as a sex slave or pet is an enormous privilege and gift. It seems the World Tree has bestowed a great present upon me today for living faithfully.”
The elf leader licked her lips while staring at me. As she slowly approached, Choi Seoa gripped her dagger tighter, clearly torn about whether to kill me to spare me from what was coming. But she hesitated too long. It was already too late.
-Thud!-
“Kgh…!”
Choi Seoa was sent flying by a lightning-fast kick. Before anyone could react, the one person who might have ended my suffering was gone.
I tried to bite my tongue, but… …My jaw won’t move.
The suicide-prevention app worked perfectly.
“Young, untouched human. If you offer yourself to us noble and exalted elves, I will spare the rest.”
The beautiful elf leader caressed my chin and cheeks as she spoke. I found myself wondering why she assumed I was a virgin.
“Sniff sniff. Haa, the scent of virginity~ Lovely…♡”
“…?”
Ah. Because this is virtual reality. …Right now, in this fake world, I’m registered as a virgin?
The VR data had overwritten my real status, feeding the elf false information. In reality I was a worn-out public toilet, but here I was apparently a fresh, untouched boy. And this leader elf seemed to possess a sense of smell that could distinguish between the two.
“Cute human. Declare that you offer yourself to us noble elves, or I will subject all of you to our traditional elf torture until you beg for death. Every hole will be pierced. Literally every hole… I’ll show you the secret elf technique that makes victims plead to be killed while still refusing to die. And the rest of you—drop your weapons and surrender. I won’t say it again.”
The leader’s words crushed what little will to resist remained. Seeing this, she gestured to her subordinates with her chin.
“What are you waiting for? Subdue them.”
In seconds, the students were disarmed and bound. Thick vines that appeared from nowhere wrapped around everyone’s limbs. The elves moved with practiced efficiency; within ten seconds we were all trussed up.
“Will you offer your body willingly, or shall we torture you all? Choose, cute human. I am granting you the right to decide.”
The elf leader forced the choice upon me. I quickly weighed my options.
Sex is… well, gang rape can’t be worse than what the Discipline Department does, right…? Torture, though… Fuck. I hate torture. Offering myself is better…
While I was thinking, several subordinate elves whispered something to their leader. She nodded.
“I’ve changed my mind. Cute human. If you refuse, you will be tortured and then fucked. If you accept, you will only be fucked. Decide.”
From the revised offer, I could guess what the subordinates had suggested: if they tortured me, they wouldn’t get to have sex with me, so they had asked to skip straight to the fun part.
Well, that makes the choice easy. Either way I’m getting gang-banged. Might as well skip the beating.
I had never intended to save the others in the first place. I simply didn’t want to be tortured.
“I… offer myself to the elf ladies… Please let my friends go…”
“Tsk. Your attitude is lacking. Who stands so proudly while begging? Is that how inferior races behave? …No, wait. You humans have a fine custom called dogeza, don’t you? And you forgot to say ‘noble and exalted’ before ‘elves.’”
I dropped to my knees and pressed my forehead to the dirt. I had performed dogeza naked so many times that the posture came naturally—even with clothes on it felt slightly awkward. Still, I slammed my head to the ground and shouted.
“I offer myself to the noble and exalted elf ladies… Please spare my friends…”
I had used my classmates as an excuse because begging for my own life while doing dogeza would have looked too pathetic. At least this way it looked like I was doing it for someone else.
The elf leader placed her foot on the back of my head and ground it into the soil, as if snuffing out a cigarette. She was deliberately humiliating me—and making sure the rest of the class saw it.
My forehead scraped against the dirt, but I swallowed the pain without a sound. It was degrading, yet I had been through far worse. It didn’t really bother me anymore.
“Hehe…♡ Good♡ Even a human can show proper manners and kindness♡ I promise on my name that not a single one of your friends will be touched.”
No. You really didn’t have to promise that… You could have tortured them a little. As long as it wasn’t me… Wait. Now that I think about it, this is kind of unfair… Why do I have to be the only one suffering? Damn it. I shouldn’t have asked for mercy on their behalf. Now I can’t exactly say “just torture the others instead.”
I felt a twinge of resentment, but I decided to focus on the fact that I wouldn’t be tortured. I’d just endure the gang rape until the VR session ended.
When I glanced back at my classmates, most of them were crying while looking at me. Even some of the boys were sobbing pitifully—though their tears looked a little forced, as if they were secretly relieved it wasn’t them.
Why are you all bawling? If you just reframe it, I’m only going to have sex with some pretty, big-breasted elf ladies.
Surrounded by the beautiful elves, I was led away into the depths of the forest under their escort.
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“Dojin… will he be okay?”
“I heard wild elves are extremely brutal during sex…”
“He didn’t get captured without knowing anything, right…?”