Festival Revival: Resurrecting a Forgotten Culture — Yujin
"Damn it... I'd let my guard down because nothing but spirit-type monsters had been showing up. How could I be this stupid!"
Elesa tore into herself even as she drew her sword. But regret was useless at this point, and even with a blade in her hand there was nowhere to put it. One careless move and Camille would have a knife in her throat.
"H-help meee..."
Camille trembled like a terrified chick and wet herself. It was a pathetic, useless display — but that, too, was part of what it meant to be a Female Slave.
"D-d-don't move!"
The hooded knifeman threatened us in a bizarre, cracked voice, like his vocal cords had been turned inside out. A threat meant intelligence. Intelligence meant we could talk.
...Honestly, I was a little relieved.
"Wh-who the hell are youuu! Why—why are you invading my nest?! Are you from the Church? Is that it?! You came here to wipe me out, didn't you?!"
The hooded knifeman screamed, swinging his blade wildly through the air. That kind of indiscriminate flailing was several times more terrifying than any calculated malice.
I exchanged a look with Elesa. She got the message, discarded her sword of her own accord, and slowly raised both hands.
"Please, calm down. Take a look at us. Do we honestly look like girls sent by some Church?"
Every one of us was dressed like a whore, in outfits designed to make spreading our pussies for men as convenient as possible — exactly as a Female Slave's duty demanded. Even being generous, we didn't look like we belonged to the Light Church. Or any established church, for that matter.
But the hooded knifeman wasn't having any of it.
"I-I don't know! I've never even seen Church bitches in person, so how the hell would I tell?! Th-this place is only known to me and the Church people! S-so you have to be connected to the Church somehow! Right?!"
His red eyes flashed beneath the hood as he shrieked. At this rate, no amount of persuasion was going to get through to him.
This wasn't exactly what that spell was meant for. Still, once you've learned something, you'll find a use for it one way or another. I flicked my fingers and spoke the activation phrase.
"Vincere Cupio!"
⟨ Male Libido Amplification ⟩
Even without a staff, the magic would still fire — the power just dropped a little. My spell was invisible, but he at least registered that something had hit him. He jumped and shouted at me.
"W-what?! What did you just do?!"
"What did I do~♥ I just did you a very big favor."
Vincere Cupio had taken effect. Which meant our opponent was definitely a man. I'd more or less figured that from the voice and the build... but still♥
I strode toward the knifeman without a shred of hesitation. My confidence threw him completely off balance.
"D-don't come any closer! I warned you! D-do you want to die, you bitch? I'll stab you! I said I'll really stab you!"
He was trying to sound threatening, but the panic in his voice already meant he'd lost.
"Heheheh. Put the knife down~ Threatening a woman with a blade? That's just barbaric. When you subdue a woman, you don't use a knife — you use your cock, and you conquer her with elegance and dignity♥"
"Huh— wh-what?"
"Aww, you don't get it? You're a man, aren't you? I could tell just from your voice and your build."
"S-so what if I am?!"
"It's not 'so what if I am'~ What I'm trying to tell you is that a man has absolutely no reason to be afraid of a pussy-slut. So... hmm? Don't be scared, okay?"
My words seemed to have gotten under his skin.
"I-I'm not scared of the likes of you!"
A shame. I hadn't meant to make a gentleman angry. I'd have to make it up to him properly, as a pussy should. Then again, keeping a man from straying off the proper path was also a pussy-slut's responsibility. So it couldn't be helped.
"Hmph!"
"Ugh?!"
The knifeman, his attention completely stolen by me, never even noticed Elesa closing in from behind. He might have been holding a knife, but he was clearly no warrior.
"Elesa, nice! Bringing you along really was the best decision!"
"I only managed it because Astera drew his attention."
"Waaaaaah! I was so scared!"
The moment Elesa locked her arms through the knifeman's armpits and pinned him, Camille bolted over and clung to me. Getting impaled on a cock was one thing — getting impaled on a knife was terrifying to any female.
"Nngh! Y-you tricked me! You damn Light Church! Killing my parents wasn't enough, so now you've come for me toooooo!"
The knifeman thrashed, trying to break Elesa's hold, but there was no escaping those solid arms. He was about the same size as Camille, who was on the short side even among Female Slaves — so of course he couldn't.
"Please remain still. We have no intention of harming you. We're only restraining you temporarily to prevent any sudden outbursts."
"Waaaaaagh!!!"
Yeah, he's not listening at all... Can't be helped. This was probably his first time in a situation like this.
I approached the knifeman and pulled off his hood.
"Aha♥ I knew it — he's a man♥"
Just as I'd thought, the knifeman was male. Age-wise, somewhere between a boy and a teenager? His face looked a little older, but he was so short I couldn't be sure. He was filthy, like he'd been living rough, and he reeked. Combined with that vicious expression, he was a long way from looking adorable.
To anyone who wasn't a Female Slave like us, that is♥
"Kill you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you all!"
"Oh, come now. Lips that keep saying such nasty things need to be treated like this~"
I pressed my lips to the knifeman's. I was just as short as he was, so it was an eye-level kiss.
"Mmph?! Nnh, nngh????????"
Was this his first kiss? Or did he even know what a kiss was? The knifeman went rigid at the inexplicable phenomenon, completely at a loss.
Well then. My solo performance, I suppose?
"Nnh, sluuurp♥♥♥ chup♥ haaah♥ lick lick♥ sluuurp, mmm♥♥ kuhoooo♥♥"
He smelled awful♥ He clearly hadn't washed properly — that nasty stench went straight into my mouth, straight up my nose♥♥ I was so happy. I felt like I could cum just from kissing him♥♥ If he'd just be a tiny bit more proactive on his end, I'd go over the edge right there — but expecting that much was probably asking too much♥
His tongue was stiff as a tutorial-village scarecrow, completely unresponsive. In other words: the perfect demonstration dummy for my technique♥ Already pumped full of lust from my Vincere Cupio, the knifeman could only hang there with his arms limp and take my kiss.
"Nnh... I-I'm jealous. My pussy's starting to throb."
"Aww... why did I think 'scary' first? When a man is touching me, I should have felt the urge to serve him more than the fear of death... I'm a failure as a Female Slave."
The two of them stared at me with undisguised envy. Those looks made me even cockier, and I served the knifeman's lips with even more enthusiasm. When I finally decided the service had been sufficient and pulled my lips away, I caught his tongue still groping at the empty air, as if it missed me. Aww, cute.
"U-uuuh. Th-that just now was..."
"Kiss service. It's what females like us do for men. You didn't know?"
The young man answered with a sullen look.
"I-I know what it is! The wraiths outside do it too! It's just— I've never seen living people do it to each other!"
"Oh my, is that so? Well, at least you know what it is. That's a relief."
His face went bright red as he scowled.
"Y-you're making fun of me! You think I'm a joke!"
"Making fun of you? Never. It's just... how do I put this... you're cute. Heheheh."
"I'm not cute!"
He kicked his dangling feet through the air in protest. Well, to be fair, his looks weren't exactly the cute type. To put it bluntly, he looked like a sewer rat. But if the way he acted was cute, didn't that count?
"Anyway, let's talk. We are not the Light Church. I'd appreciate it if you didn't lump us in with that garbage."
"...You're not lying?"
"Hmm. You don't believe us. Not enough affection points, maybe? ...My name is Astera. This is Camille, and the pussy-slut holding you is Elesa. There, we've given our names. What's yours?"
"...Yujin."
Oho. He'd calmed down enough to exchange names. Yujin, huh... If it were a Korean name it'd have a somewhat feminine feel, but in the West it's a masculine name, isn't it?
"I see. Yujin. The reason we came all this way is because we wanted to learn about the tragedy that happened in this temple. All we know is that the Light Church did something terrible to this temple — to this indigenous faith... And from the look of things, you're the successor of those who survived the massacre here. Something like that, right?"
Yujin kept his mouth shut and said nothing. Not enough affection points to trust us yet, I guess. Looks like we need to understand each other a little more deeply through conversation.
And as everyone knows, the best conversation is a conversation of the body.
We Female Slaves locked eyes and instantly read each other's intentions.
"I'll take his lips."
"I-I'll go for his ass!"
"Yes! Then his cock is mine!"
The division of labor was settled in an instant. We immediately took our positions, flipped up Yujin's robes, and pulled down his underwear.
"Aaaah♥ What a magnificently splendid cock♥"
Compared to his small stature, it was almost grotesquely huge. The proportions were borderline freakish — and that was exactly what made it so good. Vincere Cupio had done its job properly. There was no unfortunate case of performance anxiety from the tension.
Meanwhile, Camille, who'd gone around to his ass, let out the same kind of gasp.
"Aaaah, it's gorgeous♥ It's incredibly, incredibly wonderful. What a magnificent ass...♥ Sniff~♥ sniff~♥ sniff~♥ uwoh♥♥ I-I think I might cum just from the smell♥♥"
Just as Camille said, Yujin clearly hadn't been able to bathe properly — the stench was intense. His cock was caked with grime, and the lumpy, swollen look of it was enough to make you think he had some kind of disease, or was suffering the aftereffects of one. In short, it drove our instinct to serve a male completely insane.
"W-what are you doing! Y-you guys, a-are you trying to suck out my life force?!"
"Pfft!"
All three of us burst out laughing at the same time. It felt blasphemous, but how were we supposed to not laugh at that? He'd probably only ever seen the wraiths doing this kind of thing, so of course that's where his mind went.
"Well, in essence it might not be entirely different, but we're not doing this for any purpose that nasty, okay?"
"This is a right you should have been enjoying all along, one you've been denied until now. Just take as much of it as you want."
"Leave everything to us and just enjoy yourself."
A hundred words weren't worth a single demonstration. We cut the chatter and started serving him all at once.
"Sluuuurp♥"
"Nnh, fwuah♥ chup♥ smooch♥ smooch♥ smooch♥"
"Hobababah♥ slurp♥ suuuuuck♥♥♥♥"