Chapter 28
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 28
Chapter Title: At the Terminus
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Something precious only feels precious once it's lost.
That's definitely true. Right now, I was desperately feeling the value of the freedom I'd lost.
Thanks to these futanari magical girls.
"Grab him."
No sooner had the leader futanari given the order than the rest of them stole away any freedom of movement from my body.
Every part that could move was pinned down.
Head, neck, arms, legs, torso, waist, and so on.
Because of that, my body—which had already been hard to move—was now completely immobile.
I could only see, hear, and speak.
"What about the standard-issue magic wand? He can't use it anyway since he's a guy."
"Just smash it. Seeing that thing pisses me off all of a sudden—brings back old memories."
"Got it."
They even took my standard-issue magic wand and shattered it to pieces.
Essentially, all means of resistance were gone.
"Get your damn feet off me, you fucking bitches!"
"Leader, this bastard's magical resistance is way too strong. Should we break one of his magical arms or legs?"
"Nah, this is better. Soon enough, he'll be squealing in magical ecstasy, right?"
"True, it's fun watching him squirm every time we thrust."
The only silver lining was that nothing was broken—no bones fractured, no tendons snapped.
"Oh, right. Granny, don't stick it in his mouth yet. That'd be a waste."
"B-but I'm going crazy here."
"I'll let you go first instead. How's that?"
"In that case, I can hold out a bit longer."
And adding to that, the fact that nothing was shoved in my mouth yet.
But that wasn't much comfort.
Not only were they in greater numbers, but every single one was a former magical girl with physical abilities overwhelmingly superior to mine.
Meanwhile, I was just an ordinary guy.
And on top of that, I couldn't even move properly.
There was an insurmountable gap between them and me.
There was no way to turn the tables.
Being utterly ravaged was just a matter of time.
If I'd had the Moonlight Sword, maybe...
But right now, there was nothing I could do.
"Fuck."
Helplessness.
That single word, made of three letters, began filling my mind.
And then.
Fear started to rear its head as well.
"Alright, let's have some fun then."
It was because the leader futanari, swinging her massive monstrosity, was slowly approaching from behind me.
No.
This really can't happen.
If that thing pierces me, my guts will burst and I'll die for sure. Even if I somehow survive by some miracle, it'll be no different from death.
Above all, my dignity would die.
Once that dick goes in, whether I live or die, my dignity is done for.
I'd never faced an enemy this terrifying even in that other world. There, I only worried about swords stabbing me—not dicks.
I cried out almost hysterically.
"Why me of all people?!"
I'd blurted it out on impulse, but it wasn't just random rambling. I did have a genuine question.
Think about it.
If a woman has a dick, shouldn't she stick it in a pussy? That's the natural order, right?
"Huh? So what?"
"I'm a guy!"
"We know."
Then why the hell are they trying to stick it in a guy?
"If you know, then go fuck other magical girls to your heart's content! Not me, you bitches!"
Of course, I wasn't planning to hand over Whitey or Sora.
We hadn't known each other long, but selling them out to save my skin tugged at whatever conscience I had left.
That said, wasn't this the rear lines?
They could target other magical girls instead.
Tactically and physically speaking.
Wouldn't that be better for both them and me?
"Sticking it in guys gives better reactions. And girls break too fast—gets boring quick."
That's why, the futanari continued.
"We raided the Korean branch of the Magical Shaolin Temple once, and their reactions were just chef's kiss."
"...You raided where?"
"Magical Shaolin Temple. Take a look."
As soon as the leader-like futanari said that, another one placed something in front of me.
It was a camcorder.
And right on cue, a video started playing.
"This is usually just for my magical subscribers, but I'll let you watch for free this time."
The video showed futanari magical girls unleashing their full lust on bald-headed men.
Amid the obscene, sticky noises, screams bordering on wails echoed through the footage.
"S-stop! Stop it!"
"It's... broken...? The magical indestructible body...?"
"Argh! No, you scum!!! That's where the magical great vital energy comes from—our magical core hole!!!"
It was horrific. Utterly nightmarish.
Hell on earth had nothing on this.
How could humans do something like this? Compared to it, that other world was utopia.
"Get that cocksucker away, fuck."
"Hey now, this isn't a cock—it's the magical Jesus."
What the fuck kind of Jesus is this?
"It sends you to heaven."
Yeah. I was the idiot for trying to understand.
Meanwhile, the leader futanari turned the camcorder toward me and hit record.
"Now, we shall send this frail magical lamb to magical heaven."
"H-ha, don't!"
I shouted desperately, but she ignored me and reached for my waist.
"Don't worry. I'll make you ascend with my magical dick that's coupled with every man from the Magical Shaolin Temple."
"Uwaaaah!!! At least don't stick the di—!"
- Snap!
I felt my belt tear away helplessly in the futanari's grip.
"Ah."
In that instant, my vision went black.
What lay before me was a white space, empty of anything.
Where was this?
A place I'd never seen before.
For starters, it wasn't that other world.
I'd spent ten years there, but I'd never encountered a place like this in my life.
But it wasn't the present world either.
It lacked any sense of reality. It felt somehow detached.
A place that didn't exist anywhere in my 33 years of life—short or long, depending on how you looked at it.
And that was exactly where I was now.
But even stranger than this place where I was, there was one other thing right now.
"What... was I doing?"
I couldn't remember what I'd been doing.
I vaguely recalled finishing my final battle in that other world and finally returning to the present one.
But.
That was it.
Nothing else came to mind. It felt like my head was filled with hazy fog.
There was definitely something important...
"Hey."
"Huh?"
A sudden voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
The space had been empty, but at some point, a peculiar being had appeared before me.
It was humanoid in shape, but I didn't think it was human. Its body wasn't detailed—pure white all over—so that's how I judged it.
It almost looked like a white blob.
The only distinguishable feature was a mouth.
"You with us?"
At that moment, that mouth curved into a smile.
"You look like you've got a ton of questions."
The bizarre entity plopped down in front of me, propping what looked like a hand under its chin-like mass, and slowly moved its lips.
"Well, go ahead and ask."
"Where the hell is this? The present world? Or that other world?"
"Nowhere. Nothing at all."
I'd asked earnestly enough, but the answer was as vague as my memories.
"I see."
Noticing my disappointment, the entity quickly added.
"If you have to pin it down, it's a place you stay briefly before life ends. Like a soul realm, sort of."
"You mean..."
In that instant, one conclusion hit me.
I didn't want to say it out loud, but at this point, I had to accept it.
Not the present world, not that other world—a third place.
A space you linger in before death.
A soul realm.
All of it pointed to one thing.
"Am I... dead?"
Death.
"Who knows? Depends on how you see it."
"Right..."
Just like before, another ambiguous answer.
But I was half-convinced.
"...So I died after all."
I was dead.
"You're awfully calm for someone saying that."
"Yeah, well."
I had to be.
It was a life that could've ended any moment. In that other world, every day was a tightrope walk between life and death.
Just a deferred death finally catching up.
In a way, this might be for the best. At least I died in the present world, not there.
"Not that I have zero regrets."
Still, I couldn't easily shake off the sense of emptiness.
Well, what can you do?
I'm human too, after all.
"No one dies without regrets."
"True enough."
Then, a sudden thought struck me.
"Oh, but hey."
"What?"
Who was this being talking to me?
Human-like, but not human.
The kind of thing you meet when you're dead, maybe.
Like.
"Are you... a god, by any chance?"
A god, or something.
"Does it really matter who I am?"
"Fair point."
Yeah, it didn't matter that much.
I was dead anyway.
I let out a hollow laugh.
"It's over..."
Looking back, it hadn't been an easy life.
I'd lived every moment fiercely. Not a single day of peace. Days spent only thinking about how to kill.
But if asked if it was all drab gray, I'd say no.
There were fragments of bright days.
Though now, it was all meaningless.
Since I'd died like this.
"Can't be helped."
The unsatisfying end still stung, but it wasn't unacceptable.
Now it was time to rest a bit.
"The road ahead's gonna be boring."
At that, the god stood up and clapped. Two chairs suddenly appeared in the empty space.
Then it offered me one.
"Tell me your story."
"Sure."
And so I began to recite slowly.
"I was the Hero of the Moon in that other world."
"Oh? So what was the first thing the Hero of the Moon did there?"
"I kicked a grandma selling veggies."
"...What?"
The otherworldly antics of a present-world stranger.