15 Days
"Ahh, this cool, heavy sensation.... It was a short and painful stretch.... Time to go back to being Heavenly Demon Seong Yujin."
I swung at the young man in front of me. Unarmed, he couldn't put up a scrap of resistance before his head came off.
Decapitation.
I watched his head fall and set my face hard. My hands were tingling. With a body stuck at ordinary human level, cutting a neck wasn't easy. Without the swordsmanship and experience I'd piled up until now, I probably couldn't have managed it at all.
"Don't be scared! He's alone!"
"Just like before! Do it just like before!"
"Th-that thing isn't human! It's a monster!"
"Run—we have to run!"
Their reactions split two ways. The ones still trying to kill me somehow, and the ones throwing down their weapons to flee.
I sidestepped the ones closing in and jumped clear. First I put distance between us, then chased the ones showing their backs and swinging my blade. No need to take heads like before. That was just exhausting. Stamina had to be spent efficiently.
Sever the carotid and they'll die just fine.
"Uwaaaaaaah!"
An old man with a long spear howled and charged. I knocked his spear down with my sword, then drove my left index and middle fingers into both his eyes. The old man with the burst eyeballs collapsed. I drove the blade into his throat. He twitched once and died.
Four dead in an instant. Not a small number. Four out of ten. Nearly half of them gone.
The mood had already flipped.
The ones bleeding tears of blood from the Hyeoldan didn't dare come near me. They still held their weapons, but those hands were trembling pitifully.
"Heh."
I pulled the blade free of the old man's neck and walked toward them. They flinched and edged backward.
"Why so scared? You came to kill me. You've still got the numbers. Come on."
They glanced at each other. Some silent signal passed between them with their eyes... and then they turned and ran.
"You little shits!"
I wasn't about to let them go.
I sprinted after them and cut them down from behind.
But they scattered in every direction. One body couldn't cover them all.
Then a hand axe flew and buried itself in the shoulder of the one bolting toward the right-hand field. I turned my head. Nakagami Risa was wearing a look of pure rapture.
"You take those ones! I'll... handle the ones over there!"
Nakagami Risa snatched a crowbar off the ground and started running. Thanks to her, the work got easier. I chased the fleeing ones and killed them.
It was over in under three minutes.
"Hah, hah. Hah...."
She was panting hard, a pleased smile on her face. The chase must have been fun. She looked down at the corpses she'd made and gave a full-body shiver. Her pupils rolled up a little. Best guess, she'd just hit a small orgasm.
I looked at the two still alive. A pair of young men. One had his back cut open; the other had a hand axe stuck in his shoulder. Thanks to the Hyeoldan, they were still breathing.
Looking closer, the wounds aren't as bad as I thought.
I was about to take their heads right then when Nakagami Risa caught my shoulder.
"Senpai?"
"Hold on a second. I just got a good idea."
"An idea?"
"Between what happened during the day and them swarming us again just now—this is proof they're still looking down on us."
"We're outsiders. They figured they could clean us up easy. Normal people would just get slaughtered helplessly, right?"
"If we let this slide half-assed, they'll come at us again. Next time it might actually get dangerous."
"......What do you want to do?"
Nakagami Risa pulled a handkerchief from her pocket, wiped her sweat, and laid out what she wanted in a voice thick with thrill. I listened to her plan and let out a dry laugh.
"Not bad."
The two young men we'd spared worked, dripping sweat.
Under Nakagami Risa's orders, they started butchering the corpses and hanging the pieces one by one on a big ginkgo tree.
"Uuuuugh!"
"I-if we just do this, you'll spare us... right?"
They worked while fighting down the urge to vomit. Counting on our mercy. Of course I had no intention of letting them live.
A midsummer Christmas tree was almost finished. A coppery stink rode the wind. Around the top of the tree we'd hung flashlights so the whole area would be lit. The dismembered body parts decorating the branches looked thoroughly grotesque.
While the two of them diligently dressed the tree, Nakagami Risa and I watched the scene and got down to our own business.
Naked, she braced herself on a stick, bent at the waist, and pushed her hips back. I gripped her ass with both hands and spread her open, cock already hard. Her tightly clenched asshole and smooth pink pussy came into view. The pussy was slick and gleaming with thick juices.
Twitch, twitch.
When I parted her folds, the entrance fluttered like it was waiting for something. A pussy in full heat. Before putting my cock in, I shoved a finger deep.
"Hnnngh...."
The walls clamped so hard the finger could barely move. I drew it out slowly and the walls came with it. When the finger was fully free it was soaked, still warm with her body heat.
"What are you doing? Aren't you going to put it in?"
"You said it was your first time, senpai. But you look insanely turned on right now."
"I've never been this worked up. Put it in before my body cools down!"
"Fine."
I was barely holding on myself.
I took her big white ass in both hands and slowly pushed my cock in.
"O-oohh...."
Her hymen tore and red blood ran. She trembled all over. I leaned sideways to check her face. It was drowned in pleasure. Clear spit dripped from her open mouth to the ground, and her unfocused eyes moved slowly.
I wondered what she was staring at—then realized she was looking at the corpse pieces decorating the ginkgo tree.
Slap, slap-slap.
I rolled my hips. Her hanging breasts swayed. Those oval tits swinging in arcs, pink nipples at the tips—obscene as hell.
"Hahk, hah... haaaang! Feels so good...!"
Slap, smack, smack!
Virgin blood kept streaming from her pussy, but Nakagami Risa didn't care and just kept moaning. She wasn't faking it. Her pussy was squeezing tight and drinking the pleasure. She was genuinely loving this.
I didn't even use Erogenous Zone Amplification and it's still this intense.
The cause had to be the corpse tree right in front of her. Remarkable woman in more ways than one.
"......"
"......"
The two men hauling body parts shot glances at Nakagami Risa. Natural enough. A beauty good-looking enough to model, naked and screaming filthy moans—any man would look.
"What are you staring at?! Get to work, you bastards!"
I barked and they jumped, scrambling off. Something was tenting in their crotches. Irritated for no good reason, I smacked Nakagami Risa's ass. Crack.
"Haaaang?!"
"Doesn't it piss you off, those bastards looking?"
"So what. They're dead men walking anyway."
"True enough. Ah, senpai, your pussy's clamping so hard."
"Your cock's rock hard too. Aaang!"
The corpse tree was finished.
"Beautiful...!"
Looking at the completed corpse tree, Nakagami Risa's eyes rolled. Juices poured from her pussy and the walls convulsed. I grabbed her firm tits hard and came deep inside her.
Drip, drip.
White semen leaked from her pussy and hit the ground.
"Nnnngh...."
I held her tight as she started to collapse. We stayed locked like that for a while. I came back to myself first, but decided to enjoy her body heat a little longer.
"...Yujin. Want to play a game?"
"What kind of game?"
Nakagami Risa grinned.
The game she proposed was simple. Axe-throwing for accuracy. At what? People, obviously. We tied one of the two and set him ten meters out.
I toyed with a hand axe and sighted on the target.
"Hiiiek! P-please spare me! Please! I'll do anything!"
"Shut up. Can't you see I'm concentrating?"
We hadn't even put a bet on it, but I didn't want to lose.
"Not throwing? If you don't throw within ten seconds, you're out."
Naked beside me, arms crossed, Nakagami Risa said it. Thick semen I'd pumped into her dangled from her crotch in sticky strings. That would hit the ground in about ten seconds too.
"I'm throwing. Throwing."
I threw the hand axe. It spun through the air and just barely missed the target.
"Hiiiiiek!"
The guy pissed himself in terror.
"Tsk."
I clicked my tongue. Only ten meters. Even without a shooting trait, I figured I'd hit it easy—and I missed.
"My turn."
She stepped into the spot where I'd stood. Holding a different hand axe from the one I'd thrown, she focused and hurled it at the target. The hand axe buried itself clean in his head.
"Yes!"
Nakagami Risa cheered and threw her arms up. Her yellow hair swayed. At the same time a heavy load of semen poured out of her pussy. Probably the pleasure of killing him made her walls clench and push it out.
I clapped and congratulated her. My eyes, of course, were locked on her pussy.
"Senpai. One more game?"
One living target left.
"Actually. There's something I want to see...."
"Something you want to see?"
"Suicide. I want to know what face a person makes when they hang themselves."
"Ah, so you're curious about hanging. If you're curious, we should watch."
The last one tried to run, but I shot after him and grabbed him. I didn't forget to torture him a little so suicide would look easier.
"Think carefully. Better than getting tortured all day and then dying, right?"
"I-if you spare me...."
"Should I start by popping out one of your eyes?"
"......I'll kill myself."
Terrified, he walked slowly toward the ginkgo tree. A sturdy rope was already hanging from the center of the corpse-decorated tree. He climbed onto the prepared platform and looked at me and Nakagami Risa with eyes full of fear.
I pulled Nakagami Risa into my arms from behind.
Squelch.
My cock slid into her pussy. The warm walls started squeezing, welcoming it.
"Haah, haa... hahk...."
Nakagami Risa got excited watching him climb the platform. He hesitated, then looped the rope around his neck. Cold sweat poured off him as he looked around. That was the decisive blow. There was nothing around but corpse pieces. Inescapable despair closed over him.
Tears streaming, he kicked the platform away.
At the same moment her pussy clamped down harder than anything so far. Hard enough that rolling my hips was difficult.
Then I just won't thrust.
No need. Her pussy was writhing like it was alive.
He thrashed in agony, then went limp and hung dead.
"Haaa, haaaaang...!"
Nakagami Risa hit her climax. Feeling a squeeze that seemed ready to crush my cock, I came inside her pussy.
Both of us were satisfied.