'It's Common Sense, Isn't It?'
Marel told me that in this world, there are noble beings called angels who receive and carry out God's commands, and among them, the most noble angels who can receive names number exactly four. The leader among those four is that fucking bitch Lupelina, but apparently, before Lupelina, there was an angel who had held the leader position. The fallen angel Siela, the only angel who defected to the Maou, and she's currently active as the Maou's direct executive. It's been a long time since her body transformed from angel to demon race, so she's affected by the Maou's condition.
'Judging by the state of her territory, that tracks.'
Right now, we've arrived at a land called Derklang, the most remote spot in Siela's territory. The sight there evoked a vision of hell. Withered, twisted trees had rotten corpses that looked like demons hanging from them like fruit in spots everywhere, and the ground was cracked wide open, as if it'd suffered a long drought. You couldn't spot a single resident no matter how hard you looked. Only scrawny, emaciated wild dogs prowling the village could pass for the rightful owners of this wretched land.
"Looks like a plague swept through."
"Yeah, definitely. Marel, just in case, recite a prayer to prevent disease."
"Yes, Hero."
The vibe between Marel and Geum Taeyeon didn't look great even to a third party like me. They must've sworn some oath of brotherhood while plotting behind my back using my body. 'Fucking bitches.'
You think it's gonna go your way, you four? As long as I've got Han Seyoung, they won't pull it off easily. Damn straight.
"Light, heed my call!"
"While Marel prays, let's check if anyone's around."
"Yes."
Han Seyoung gripped my shoulder tight and headed off to a remote spot. Glancing back, Geum Taeyeon wore a creepy, sinister grin. That confident look on her face screamed she was definitely scheming something... 'Chilling bitch.'
Leaving Geum Taeyeon's shady smile behind, Han Seyoung and I slipped into an abandoned house. She yanked off her pants and shoved me onto the filthy bed.
"Whoa, hold up! This isn't the mood right now!"
"I wanna do it now. My pussy's pissed because of you, so take responsibility."
"What kind of bullshit is that!"
"I brought you here to fuck you from the start, you idiot. Start thinking for once."
"B-but... in a dump this dirty? For real?"
"Won't work, even with those eyes."
"Tch."
I tried pulling the puppy-dog eyes, playing up my babyish face, but it didn't faze Han Seyoung one bit. She tugged down her underwear too and shoved her dripping pussy right in my face.
"I wasn't planning to go all out here anyway. Just take off your shirt."
"Y-yeah? Not the pants?"
"Strip, you ugly fuck."
I just can't wrap my head around women's sex drives in this world. Isn't it all about jamming it in the pussy? Anyway, I did as told and peeled off my top, baring my pale belly.
"Kid bod but you've got abs. Lie down proper."
I stretched out flat on the bed like she said, waiting. Han Seyoung straddled me, dragging her sticky pussy along.
"Hoo... Gonna move, so hold on tight?"
"You're heavy. Hurry up and get off."
-Squish, squelch, slurp, splurt
My guts were getting crushed under that massive ass—it was pretty damn heavy. Sure, way lighter than that dragon princess who'd been insanely heavy, but still.
Han Seyoung moved slowly atop me, spraying pussy juice everywhere.
"Uh, ngh!, Haa..."
She started grinding her pussy on my abs. The friction against my decently ripped muscles must've felt good, 'cause her slit was squirting juice like crazy.
"Ugh, feels so weird..."
Like rubbing a soaked, soft sponge all over my body. Han Seyoung's face said she was in heaven, but for me? This sleazy vibe wasn't doing it.
"G-gonna go!!"
"Ugh!!"
-Sploooosh
Han Seyoung finally creamed all over me. Her juices soaked my clothes and splashed up to my face. The lewd stench wafted right up.
"Hoo... Urgent one's out, so back to business."
Han Seyoung climbed off me. She lit up a cigarette she'd pulled out and sauntered to what passed for a kitchen. Spotting a hunk of hard black bread on the table, she picked it up, sniffed, and set it down.
"Not spoiled."
"Huh?"
"This bread's still fresh. Made pretty recently too."
"Meaning..."
"Yeah, the whole village was alive and kicking not long ago."
The place looked trashed for like ten years, but it fell apart this fast? And fresh food in a crumbling ruin? Bad vibes all around.
Han Seyoung scanned the room too—same thought.
"Plus, ever since we stepped in here, I've felt bug-like presences crawling everywhere like mad."
You knew that and still chilled on the bed to fuck me? This woman's nuts.
"Where's it coming from?"
"All over. Floor, not just that—ceiling, walls, everything."
-BAM!
No sooner said than withered gray arms punched through the creaky wooden floor. I yanked my sword from its sheath and cleaved the sprouting arms.
'Kinda late to notice, but yeah, I can feel my agility and strength stats way up.'
The blade I wielded was the long sword named Black Light Sword that Han Seyoung gave me—heavy as hell, but its power was insane. With my boosted strength, swinging it felt like whipping a twig; I sliced those gray arms clean off.
"Guess the demons clocked us invading their turf and set traps."
-Crunch
Han Seyoung moved way faster. She smashed a mystery gray monster's head bursting from the wall with her fist, then ripped the throat out of one lunging from behind. It all happened in a blink—I was gobsmacked.
Han Seyoung roughly wiped the gunk off her hands on my body and pulled her underwear and pants back on.
"These shits are ghouls. Even hooked us up with luxury gifts."
"Ghouls?"
"Unlike zombies that revive corpses, these pickle the living with black magic."
Han Seyoung toed the now-dead ghoul.
Moments later, a huge bang echoed from where the party was.
"These must be the locals from the territory. Turned 'em into control-freak monsters with black magic? Meaning they monsterized their own people—demons are some nasty fucks."
Han Seyoung and I bolted back to the group.
"Fire!"
Boom! A blazing fireball slammed into the ghouls, incinerating them bones and all in a massive blast. Seolhui conjured a barrage of these flame orbs and unleashed them wildly.
"Suddenly popping out everywhere like this!"
"Marel, bless me."
"Yes? But we gotta hold formation!"
"I'll wrap it quick. Hurry up."
Marel looked reluctant but raised the wooden cross from her neck to Geum Taeyeon's face and muttered something. Flash—Geum Taeyeon got wrapped in golden aura.
'It's legit gold?'
Han Seyoung, mid-charge into the ghoul pack, paused to watch Geum Taeyeon's sudden glow—arms crossed, leg cocked. Or maybe she was just waiting to smash her...
-Flash
The holy sword, cloaked in golden aura, swung easy. Crackling white lightning erupted from it, ashing five ghouls up front in a heartbeat.
"That's the holy sword's power... Heard it totally eradicates evil—it's real."
Geum Taeyeon didn't hold back. She zipped around, swinging nonstop, turning ghouls to dust every time.
'Kinda feels wrong. These ghouls were living people, after all.'
Killing what seemed like live ones gave me pause, but like always, no real guilt hit.
"Gotta say, I lowballed her, but she is a hero. Gloomy and creepy mug aside..."
Before long, Hero Geum Taeyeon had ashed every ghoul nearby and rejoined us. Han Seyoung looked shocked it'd wrapped so quick.
'Kinda badass.'
Liking girls who shine on the battlefield is common sense, right? Totally normal? Geum Taeyeon looks extra pretty now.
'Fuck this. Snap out. Focus!'
It's Han Seyoung for me only—no other women! I glanced up at Han Seyoung next to me. She stared right back down.