Chapter 49: Taming the Pigeon [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 49: Taming the Pigeon [R-18]
What would you do if you came across an injured wild animal on the road?
Most people would probably ignore it and walk away. It’s a tough world just looking out for yourself, after all. You wouldn’t have the luxury of caring for some random animal you’ve never seen before.
On the other hand, an animal lover or a few kind-hearted souls might treat its wounds.
In fact, anyone could offer treatment if they just put their mind to it.
But what if there was an additional condition: after treating the animal’s wounds, you had to have sex with it?
Could anyone do it?
I can guarantee you, no one would.
So why am I suddenly spouting this nonsense?
Because that’s the situation I’m in.
“Goddess?! What do you mean, ‘confirm it with me’? Is this a joke? One of your usual cruel pranks, right?!”
You see, there’s a pigeon over there.
A pigeon, abandoned by its master, with a deep wound in its heart.
I have to heal this pigeon’s wound and then have sex with it.
What?
Bullshit, you say?
That this is a completely different story from the one I just told?
Fine. I’ll admit it.
She’s more humanoid than avian, and quite beautiful by human standards.
But she’s got white wings.
That makes her a pigeon.
A pigeon.
Yeah, yeah. I can fuck her. Totally doable.
Who said I wouldn’t?
I’m gonna fuck her.
I’m just saying… she’s a pigeon.
Whatever, let’s stop talking about unimportant things.
Because from now on, I have to heal this wounded pigeon and shove my dick in her.
If I want to get out of this goddamn room, that is.
What’s the most important thing when it comes to healing a wounded heart?
Sincere comfort, obviously.
To offer comfort, you need to empathize, and to empathize, you need to close the psychological distance.
And to close the psychological distance?
You have to close the physical distance.
Let’s start by approaching that wounded pigeon.
“Excuse me, Lady Rahmiel?”
“Eek?!”
Oh, dear.
I approached her without realizing I’d concealed my presence. My mistake. It’s an old habit. Thanks to that, the startled pigeon bolted.
Not by flying, but by scrambling across the floor.
She was surprisingly fast.
For a second, I wondered if she was a chicken, not a pigeon.
Well, the problem isn't whether she's a pigeon or a chicken.
The problem is that this bird is terrified.
She pressed her back against the wall and showed her sharp beak.
Ah, I don’t mean she was pouting. It was just a metaphor. To be precise, the pigeon held a spear in her hand.
A glowing yellow spear.
Damn.
She seems to be a stronger pigeon than I thought.
That’s a technique called the ‘Holy Spear.’
A spear with the power to annihilate evil.
It’s exceptionally effective against demons, of course, but it’s also powerful against ordinary creatures like humans.
After all, humans are beings who live weighed down by the evil of greed.
In other words…
If that thing hits me, this body of mine has a high chance of kicking the bucket.
Wow, that’s a skill only a high-ranking angel should be able to use.
To abandon such an awesome pigeon.
What was her master thinking?
Could it be they have so many pigeons like her at home that they just toss them out?
Tsk… that could be a problem.
“D-Don’t come any closer!”
…Right, now wasn’t the time to worry about that.
Back to reality.
First, I need to calm this terrified pigeon down.
I took a step back to show I meant no harm.
Fortunately, she seemed to understand my intention, as the trembling in her hand subsided.
Now that she’s calmer, it’s time to talk.
To make her understand that I’m not her enemy.
“Lady Rahmiel. I know you’re bewildered, but I’m just as confused as you are. First… could you explain what kind of room this is?”
“…I don’t know either.”
“I trust that an angel, a faithful servant of Lady Iries, wouldn’t lie.”
Hmm. The pigeon is hesitating.
It’s fine.
I can wait.
Speak when you’re ready.
“…a room you can’t leave unless…”
“Pardon?”
What was that?
“It’s a room you can’t leave unless you have sex!”
Ah, fuck, you scared me.
Why is this fucking bitch yelling when she was the one who mumbled? What, you glaring at me? What did you do right to be glaring? I oughta just gouge your eyes out…
…
Whew, that was close.
I almost turned into an animal abuser again.
I can’t let that happen.
That would disqualify me as a tamer.
Besides, didn’t I recently learn that you can’t completely tame a beast with a whip?
Though, the more I think about it, it was probably because I didn’t use the whip enough… Still, let’s not make the same mistake twice.
First, I should try to lighten this heavy atmosphere with a little joke.
“A room you can’t leave without having sex…? Is that the same sex I’m thinking of? Putting the dick in the pussy… Whoa!”
“D-Don’t say such shameless things!”
“Alright, but could you please not throw the spear? I seriously almost died just now.”
“…Ah!”
She looks surprised.
Do you realize what you just did?
Like a beat-up compact trying to run a sports car off the road? It’s fine. I’m a nice sports car, so I’ll let one little swerve slide.
“Hero, I’m sorry. I was so flustered that I… Are you hurt?”
“I’m fine. But for now, let’s put the spear away and talk, shall we? I’m not holding anything, either.”
“…Alright.”
She finally retracts her beak.
Now that her aggression is gone, it’s time to treat her wound.
…But a thought just occurred to me.
Do I really need to heal her wound?
My goal is to get out of this room.
To do that, I need to have sex with this pigeon. But thinking about it, I’ve calculated that I don’t necessarily need to heal her wound to achieve that.
What? Isn’t that too cruel?
Yeah. It is.
Honestly, this is getting tedious.
I’m just gonna fuck her quick and get out.
“Lady Rahmiel. Please listen without pulling out your spear. Is the sex you mentioned the same sex I’m thinking of?”
“…”
Instead of answering, Rahmiel nodded, her face flushed red.
“So, we have to have that sex to get out of this room?”
“…Please wait a little longer. I’m pleading with the Goddess, so the door should open again soon.”
“Do you really think that’s going to happen? That the Goddess will go back on her own words?”
“…If I beg her earnestly…”
“You know it won’t work.”
“Then what am I supposed to do! You expect me, a servant of God, to have… have sexual intercourse with a mere mortal like you?!”
“Yes. It’s the only way.”
“…Don’t be ridiculous.”
Hmm, she’s showing her beak again.
I have no choice.
I’ll have to use a slightly bolder move.
“Don’t come any closer! You saw the power of my spear just now, didn’t you? Even for you, the Hero, it’s danger—”
“Throw it. I won’t dodge.”
You can’t get too scared just because an animal bares its teeth. If you do, it’ll think you’re beneath it and try to intimidate and control you.
“…I’ll really throw it. I’m not kidding.”
“I told you. Throw it. Go on, have the honor of killing the Hero chosen by the Goddess herself.”
“Ngh… J-Just wait a little. The Goddess will give us an answer.”
“The answer has already been decided. You know that too, don’t you, Lady Rahmiel?”
“L-Let’s pray together. If you, the Hero, plead earnestly, the Goddess will answer.”
“…”
“Hero… I-I’m an angel… I have to maintain my purity… Please…”
“The Goddess is saying she doesn’t need your purity.”
“…!!”
Hmm… Did the shock freeze her body?
She doesn’t resist at all as I lead her to the bed.
Which is convenient for me, I suppose.
“…Do whatever you want.”
“Pardon?”
“I said do whatever you want! You’ll be struck down by divine punishment for blasphemy, but that’s none of my business! Just do it.”
Rahmiel shouted as she lay spread-eagled on the bed.
Hmm?
“Really, whatever I want?”
“Yes! Go ahead and unleash your filthy lust. Let’s see just how depraved the Hero chosen by the Goddess truly is!”
Is this pigeon seriously thinking that if she acts tough, I’ll get flustered and be unable to do anything?
“What’s wrong? Can’t do it now that I’ve told you to? Go on. Hurry up and stick your pathetic genitals inside me, thrust a few times, and get it over with! Can’t you do it? I suppose even a Hero is still a mortal. You can’t help but fear divine punishment.”
She seems to be right, judging by how she’s jumping to conclusions before I can even answer.
This is so absurd, I’m breaking character.
“It’s fine. I’ll graciously forgive you for looking at me with such filthy eyes until now. In return, you and I will go to the Goddess and… Kyaaah!?”
Instead of answering, I ripped off the flimsy scrap of cloth the angel was wearing.
I just grabbed and pulled, and it came off with pathetic ease. You call this clothing?
“Wh-What are you doing?! G-Give that back, now!”
Rahmiel tried to get her clothes back with one hand while covering her pussy with the other.
So if she can only cover one, her breasts or her pussy, she chooses the pussy.
I watched her large breasts jiggle vulgarly as I dangled the scrap of cloth just out of her reach.
“Hero…! Do you truly wish to receive divine punishment?!”
A yellow light flickered from Rahmiel’s right arm, and in an instant, the Holy Spear formed.
“This is your last warning. Give it back.”
“…”
“I said, this is your last warning.”
“…”
“You really…”
Rahmiel bit her lip hard. The contorted expression on her face vanished with a sigh.
Dispelling the Holy Spear, she lay down on the bed.
“Haaah… I don’t know anymore. Now, you can really do as you please…”
I took off my pants.
“…”
Rahmiel looked like she was about to cry.