The Bandits' Feast (1)
“W...waaaaah...!”
“Oh my god... it turned out like this...?”
Danae and I drooled as we stared down at the plates and bowls spread before us. Honestly, I’d always been the type to eat whatever was in front of me without much fuss. Everything we’d had so far had been good enough. After all, once food goes in your mouth it all turns into nutrients the same way, right? As long as you can eat, that’s all that matters. I never understood why people spent ridiculous amounts of money at fancy restaurants.
But this... what the hell was this? These gleaming dishes right in front of me.
“I pushed aside the local specialties that even I couldn’t identify and just used ingredients similar to Earth’s. Not bad, right?”
Danbi smiled in satisfaction as she spoke, wearing nothing but an apron. No rags, just the apron.
“What kind of dish is this...? I think I’ve seen it on TV....”
“Isn’t that tom yum goong? I’ve had it before... but it didn’t look this colorful~. Oh my my my~.”
Danae scooped up some broth and brought it to her lips. Her eyes sparkled as she shot to her feet.
“It’s the best~~~~! My mouth is so happy...!”
“M-me too, me too!”
I grabbed a spoon and reached for the food as well. Not just the tom yum goong—there was a chicken dish whose name I didn’t know, a soup packed with strange dried seafood and mushrooms, dumplings wrapped in thin skins that looked like dim sum, meat-and-vegetable pancakes, and glossy skewers glistening with sauce. A colorful spread that crossed borders and cultures delighted both eyes and nose.
Of course, every time I moved my spoon, a fantastic festival unfolded in my mouth as well. So this is why people seek out expensive restaurants!
“Agh... what do I do...!”
“K-Kei~? Why are you crying all of a sudden~?”
“If I eat something this delicious... I won’t be able to eat normal food anymore... Everything I’ve eaten until now was garbage... it was all just filth...!!!”
“Heheh.”
While I lay face-down on the floor sobbing, Danbi crossed her arms and hummed cheerfully. She must have been happy to cook after so long. Her skin looked firmer than before, and her breasts seemed a size larger. They were almost on par with Yura’s.
......Huh? Cooking makes your breasts grow?
“More importantly, I’ve been in the kitchen for a while now. Nothing else happened?”
“Munch munch... gulp... haa... Yeah, something did~.”
Danae answered while shoving a spoonful of mushrooms and soup into her mouth.
“Looks like we’re going to be sold soon~.”
“......Oh? Tell me more.”
Danbi plopped down onto a nearby pile of straw. The first sign that something was off had been a certain bandit who kept peeking into our cell and snickering.
――‘Huh? Why am I laughing? I’m not telling~!’
He’d come by multiple times, just giggling without saying anything, but he refused to explain what was going on. I’d been so pissed I almost threw a fork at him to shut him up for good, but Danae stepped in. She approached the bandit who was laughing outside the bars, whispered something, and he started trembling. Every time she whispered, he flinched like a cat facing a snake. Whatever she said, the bandit melted like a slime and answered everything we asked.
“――According to the interrogation, we’re leaving in three days~.”
“......To the city?”
“Yeah~. Some pig apparently pointed us out~.”
Her voice was bright, but Danae’s eyes had gone cold. She must have already guessed who it was.
‘Betrayed, turned into merchandise, sold off... busy schedule.’
I popped a piece of meat soaked in sauce into my mouth and thought.
“Munch munch... But I heard that noble’s reputation isn’t great?”
“You and Danbi might not know, but none of the nobles in Mekrak have good reputations.”
“Seriously....”
Danae furrowed her delicate eyebrows and groaned, then suddenly went “Ah” as if remembering something.
“There is one noble who isn’t like that. She’s one of the few female nobles, and—”
“Magical girls!!! You vulgar magical girls!!!”
Suddenly, a bandit burst in noisily, shouting as he came down into our cell. It was the same weirdo who had taken Danbi to the kitchen earlier.
“Mero-mero-mero~! Boss’s orders! Everyone out! Serve us, you slave bitches! Mero-mero!”
They say even dogs don’t bother you while you’re eating, but these bastards! At least let us finish our meal in peace! Still, we had no choice but to obey and be dragged along.
* * *
“Uku-ku-ku-ku! I love it! Delicious! Delicious!”
“Ahaha... That’s a relief....”
The bandits seemed to really enjoy the food Danbi had made. Enough to break out the alcohol and throw a full-blown feast.
‘These guys have way too much free time. Getting this worked up over good food? Lazy bastards! NEET bandits!’
I wanted to snap at them, but now wasn’t the time. Right now, Danae, Danbi, and I were moving between the bandits, serving them. We poured drinks when cups were empty and brought more food when plates were cleared.
Goddamn these filthy bandits. Why did we have to serve them.... And the clothes they forced on us—what the hell were these? They were basically just underwear... only panties and a bra... and for some reason there was a collar around the neck... black... with frills... and the fabric was flimsier than normal underwear....
It looked similar to the outfit Ruby wore in season 5 of Witch Girl Rubii when she got captured by the enemy and received the lewd maid punishment. Watching it had been fun, but wearing it myself was incredibly embarrassing. Way more embarrassing than being naked.... The mark on my lower belly was completely visible too....
“Heeey. That ass looks tasty too~.”
“Kyaa?! W-wait! Can’t you see my hands are full?!”
I let out an involuntary girlish scream when someone suddenly grabbed my butt hard.
“Hngh...! Stop... don’t knead it so much...!”
I protested, but I couldn’t shake the hand off.
> Trait: Lewd Body (Severe) has been activated.
> A body steeped in lewdness enjoys the lewd touches of males. It cannot resist when subjected to lewd acts.
I hated having my ass touched by these disgusting men. But regardless of how I felt, the spot being touched started tingling pleasantly... I wanted more... it was frustrating that my body wouldn’t reject it.
Elsewhere, Danbi was stomping on bandits and screaming while Danae adapted to the situation, seductively tempting them and handling everything with ease. Our eyes met for a moment.
“(Just hold on a little longer, Kei~.)”
That’s what it felt like she was saying. Yeah, we weren’t going to be stuck here forever. What did it matter if I got groped a little at this point? I could give up my ass. It was fine. I was a veteran magical girl!
“Hehe, what’s with this ass... so springy and firm....”
“Hey, touch it in moderation, you son of a bitch!!!”
I ground my teeth as the persistent bastard kept kneading my ass even while I was trying to serve. Yet my body was reacting on its own, getting aroused from the touch.
‘Ugh... thank god the panties are black....’
If they weren’t, the wet stain would’ve been obvious. Still, if someone looked closely they might notice. Luckily everyone seemed drunk and wasn’t examining me too carefully, so I probably wouldn’t get caught....
‘Ugh... just thinking about getting caught is making it react on its own....’
I could feel my labia twitching beneath the panties. I tried to hide my arousal and kept serving. I’d realized that staying in one place only made more perverts gather around me. So instead of lingering anywhere, I kept moving from one end of the room to the other.
But just as the weaker drinkers started dropping one by one, Tutu called me over by name.
“......What.”
“Uku-ku, enjoying yourself, magical girl?”
“Does it look like I am? Open your eyes and look properly, you bald bastard. Why’d you call me?”
“Calling me bald... that’s harsh... uku-ku... I’ve got something to say.”
“Something to say?”
“Well, it’s not bad news for you girls. Pretty important, actually... but first, this.”
Tutu, seated at a low table, placed a plate in front of me. Thinly sliced raw fish sat on it. I glared at him, wondering what he wanted, when he said,
“The food’s a bit bland. Put some sauce on it.”
......Seriously, did he not have hands or feet? Couldn’t he just pour whatever sauce he wanted himself? Same with the drinks. Couldn’t he pour his own? Goddamn it, just die already. All that strength and he’s this useless.
‘......Guess I can’t do that. Sigh. Being weak really sucks.’
I obediently reached for the sauce bottle, but Tutu’s massive hand blocked me.
“Not that sauce.”
“...Then what am I supposed to use?”
“There’s a sauce that only comes from females, isn’t there?”
Tutu grinned and pointed at my crotch with his finger. What a perverted bastard. What was so great about this....
“Hurry up.”
“N-no, I don’t want to.”
“Hm?”
At my small act of defiance, Tutu’s face twisted menacingly.
“You think you’re in a position to refuse? Huh?!”
He barked at me with a deeply furrowed, threatening expression. No matter what, I had my pride. Did he think I’d get scared just because he raised his voice?!
“Hiiik!”
But against my will, my shoulders trembled on their own. H-huh? What’s going on?
“Say it again, magical girl... did you just say no?!”
Bang! Tutu slammed his fist on the table, and it cracked and broke. At the sight, I felt my entire body, including my shoulders, start shaking. What rose from within was fear. My legs felt like they might give out at any moment, and my teeth chattered uncontrollably. From the side, my face must have looked stiff with terror.
This was strange. Normally, something like this wouldn’t scare me this much....
‘Weird... why, why is this happening...?’
Right. This felt similar to when I’d been given the hypnosis drug. Tutu noticed my state and grinned wickedly, then picked up a medicine bottle he’d placed nearby and shook it.
“You thought the effects would just wear off? This is a special slave-training product. Uku-ku-ku.”
“Ugh....”
It wasn’t an ordinary hypnosis drug after all. Maybe repeating hypnosis and awakening had planted emotions and reactions that kept accumulating inside....
‘...This seems really dangerous... what do I do....’
I felt my sweat glands open and cold sweat pour down. It made sense—I’d surrendered physically several times before, but I’d always been able to get back up because my inner resolve remained. But if I changed from the inside... if my heart broke... would I really never be able to return to normal?
For a moment, that fear gripped me.
“Still don’t want to?”
“......I’ll do it. I just have to, right!”
I shouted with as much bravado as I could muster to shake off the fear, cleared the broken table, and brought a new one. I also brought the same dish Tutu had shown me earlier and placed it on the table.
‘Damn it....’
I glared resentfully at the plate on the table, then grabbed the only piece of fabric covering my precious place—the panties—and slowly pulled them down.