A Queen Who Offers Her Maids to the Male?
In the world of Princess Fourmi, people are divided into two categories.
Major Units and Minor Units.
Simply put, Majors are the strong ones, and Minors are the weak ones.
Or, to make it even easier to understand—Majors are superpowered individuals who have awakened their abilities, while Minors are ordinary people without any powers.
And the protagonist, aside from the power he received from the Queen, has an ordinary body from the start, making him a Minor Unit.
Since this is fundamentally a game where you fight with the characters you pull, every character obtained from the gacha is a Major Unit. As the only Minor Unit in the party, the protagonist is portrayed as an extremely fragile figure who needs protecting—far more delicate than the Majors. In the story, whenever anything happens, the first thing they check is the protagonist's safety.
...Just as I thought.
As expected, I found the protagonist collapsed and asleep near the plaza.
Even though the official materials never showed the protagonist's face, so I had no idea what he looked like—the moment I saw him, I was certain that was the protagonist. Because in this world, there was only one male.
Everyone was staring at the 'male' they'd never seen before like he was a monkey in a zoo.
"Jasmine, could you help me for a moment? He doesn't seem about to wake up. I think he needs some rest."
"Yes."
As the hazy memory of the tutorial scene floated up in my mind, I realized what Powder was trying to do, and adjusted the protagonist's posture into the form she wanted.
In that moment, as my body drew close to his, an intense body scent pierced the tip of my nose.
"...Hic!?"
"What's wrong?"
"Ah, it's nothing."
It was a thick scent, subtly damp with something like the smell of grass mixed in—like a flower fragrance. Princess Fourmi gave every character a signature scent as part of their concept, so there was no reason the protagonist character wouldn't have one either.
It was an incredibly sweet, alluring fragrance that made me want to wrap my arms around its source and bury my face in it, sniffing deeply. I even found myself breathing harder without realizing it, as if trying to claim more of the scent particles in the air—my body started trembling, and my heart pounded harder.
Just hug him. Then that sweet fragrance will fill you up and make you happy.
That kind of temptation began crawling up my entire body in a sticky, clinging form.
...Have I lost my mind!?
For a moment, like some kind of addict, I almost hugged that dick-having bastard and started sniffing him. For one thing, I'd been a man before transmigrating, so I had zero desire to do something that gay—and the Jasmine I was currently role-playing wasn't at a stage where she'd do something like that either. Resisting that impulse had been the right call.
"Are you alright?"
"Huh? Yes...."
By the way, earlier my brain had been so full of how sweet it was that I thought it was a scent I'd never smelled before—but once I came to my senses, it felt somehow familiar. And as I slowly traced back through that memory....
"Ugh...!"
"Unnie!?"
"I-I'm fine. Just a bad memory came up, that's all."
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
It was the scent of chestnut blossoms—the same one I'd cursed out every time I smelled it on the street. The fact that just now, as if possessed, I'd perceived that smell as sweet, pleasant, lovely, something I wanted to surrender my body to—made me nauseous.
Separate from the fact that I was acting as a female character in a woman's body—I'd gotten aroused because I wanted to smell more of that fucking scent coming from a man? This didn't feel like having my clothes torn off. It felt like my brain was being raped.
Huu....
Don't get shaken. Right. Getting shaken by something like this is basically admitting I had those thoughts. That was just some instinct carved into this body, and I successfully rejected it. If anything, I deserve praise for overcoming my instincts.
As I was busy gaslighting myself back into a fragile peace of mind, Powder greeted the protagonist who was lying with his head on her lap.
"Did you sleep well, Master?"
Huh. Never thought I'd get to see this scene in third person.
This is the very first scene you see when you start Princess Fourmi. An illustration of looking up while lying with your head on Powder's lap. Powder's already huge breasts become even more prominent in that angle. Right from the start, the game shakes the male heart hard and seizes the initiative. And Powder's soft, gentle expression and voice have something that makes the word "mommy" slip out on its own.
"Mm...?"
And given that the protagonist was a male—a man—I figured his reaction to this situation wouldn't be all that different. From the start, the protagonist's behavior as depicted in the game was pure horny pervert.
But the expression on the protagonist currently lying on Powder's lap showed none of that. Of course, suddenly facing a bewildering situation, feeling more confusion than dirty thoughts was normal—but still, it was a situation any man would have to react to somewhat, and the game actually had those kinds of descriptions.
Is he different from the protagonist I know?
All the characters I'd seen so far had become real, living people—but their basic personalities and behaviors were still carbon copies of their game versions. But if the protagonist was essentially the player's avatar, maybe he was a different person from the one I knew.
"Who are you?"
"Ah, I am Powder. From now on, I will be serving you, Master."
"Master...?"
His expression said he didn't understand. By the way, look at how calm he is while getting hit with such blatant sexy appeal. If it were me, I'd have been groping those breasts immediately.
"We are the guild 'Queen's Royal Guard,' and by Her Majesty the Queen's command, we have come to serve you as our next Master. Might I ask for Master's name?"
"...Castanea."
Originally in the game, this was the name-setting part. Come to think of it, was that why the Queen hadn't told them the protagonist's name? But even so, 'a male will appear, so make him your new Master' is a bit much, isn't it...? This isn't some hypnosis NTR story.
"Powder?"
"Yes, Master."
"And next to you...?"
"Ah, my apologies. I forgot to introduce the others."
The tutorial part mainly consists of conversations with the Queen's Royal Guard. It's only a short time meant to teach the game's settings and systems, but.... The greeting scene where they lift their skirts one by one to show their panties was a legendary pervert setting that went down in gaming history.
"Welcome, Master. My name is Aroma."
Aroma basically puts on a lot of airs of being refined and has a gentle personality—but it breaks more easily than you'd expect, and she often goes wild. Sometimes she gets sharp when angry, but other times she gets so flustered her face turns bright red—and the way she stumbles over her words in an incredibly cute voice at those times is a character that really does it for you.
"Hello, Master. I'm Fruity. Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you, Master. I'm Citrus. Let's have fun together from now on."
These twins look almost identical except for their colors—copy-paste characters—but their actual personalities were nearly complete opposites. Unlike pure and kind Fruity, Citrus was pure too, but a massive prankster. So Fruity was always the one getting pranked.
"I'm Jasmine. It's a pleasure to meet you, Castanea."
"Jasmine, how dare you call Master's name without permission...!"
"Captain, names are meant to be used. And when did I ever say I was changing Masters?"
Oh, I think I did pretty well just now? I barely managed to say that by dredging up lines I'd heard in the game as best I could—maybe I could be a voice actress?
...While I was having those random thoughts, Powder started making an uncharacteristically angry face. That was a pretty rare scene. You don't often get to see Powder angry like that. But sorry, Powder—this is still the point where Jasmine still has lingering feelings for her previous Master.
"...Earlier, Jasmine said she wanted to be expelled from the guild."
"Yes."
"Very well. I'll grant your wish. From today, you are no longer part of the Queen's Royal Guard."
"W-wait a moment, Powder Unnie!"
"Fruity, this isn't the time to worry about Jasmine. There is much we need to explain to Master."
"Hauu.... Master, I'll explain one by one about the power you currently possess. If there's anything hard to understand, please ask questions along the way?"
From here on is the process of learning the basic game systems. Most of this game's systems are set as having been inherited by the protagonist from the Queen, so the Royal Guard, who had previously been under a similar system from the Queen, could explain them.
"Major Units like us all have a tattoo on our backs called a 'Stigmata.'"
For demonstration, Captain Powder herself removed her maid uniform and bared the bare skin of her back. In Princess Fourmi, this is what they call the receipt—the place where all the power-up systems are concentrated. So no matter which character you open the enhancement window for, they end up showing their back like this. In a way it's faithful to the setting, and in a way the game is really perverted.
"Yes. Would you place your hand on the empty space in the center of the Stigmata?"
The Queen's crest on the back of the protagonist's hand glowed, and the number 00 was naturally drawn into the empty space. This is the location that displays the affection level—one of the most important systems in this game. This affection can only be raised with gifts recognized by the system, and a character's star rank changes according to this affection.
In other words, if you can just raise affection to the requirement for their innate star rank, you can unlock the character without needing to pull them from the gacha. And after unlocking, as long as you can fill affection to 100 regardless of their innate star rank, you can raise them to the maximum 4-Star rank.
"Haa...."
"Ah?"
When the protagonist seemed unable to focus on the explanation and looked tired, Fruity smiled awkwardly and said they could explain the rest tomorrow, trying to guide the protagonist to the lodging.
"...Master? As I just mentioned, we have already prepared a place for you to stay...."
"Jasmine."
"...Yes?"
"Jasmine."
The protagonist suddenly pointed at me with his finger and started cutting off the Royal Guard's words. No matter what the others explained, he absolutely wouldn't follow along—but conversely, if I just gestured, he'd come along like a well-trained dog....
What on earth is going on here?