3. Hero
3. Hero
"...Hup!"
So this is what they mean by getting fucked...
The reason I can think about this as if it's not my own business is ultimately magic. Long live magic.
With my waist fixed in the hole, when I bow my head, my gaze naturally falls upon the dangling breasts and the smooth lower belly visible between them.
Thump, thump, thump, thump—!
With each piston-like thrust, the lower belly swells up bluntly.
'I absolutely...! Not to someone like a virgin hero...!'
But no matter how much I dull my senses, my body inevitably reacts.
My nipples hardening stiffly,
My face and ears turning red, feeling as if I'm drunk and my whole body is floating,
My chest shaking and swaying from how hard he's pounding from beyond the wall,
Drool uncontrollably dripping from my slackened lips, pooling on the floor.
"...Slurp."
I swallow my saliva and slowly steady my breathing.
Though my body feels languid and loose, thanks to magic, my intelligence hasn't dropped to monkey levels.
'...I don't know, fuck. Since I broke him in, his companions will probably fuck him around now.'
Just as Noah was in a near-desperate state, sticking out her ass, Kyle, who had been pounding away like a monkey from the other side of the wall...
"Hah, hah... hah, hah...!"
A single ejaculation.
Knowing that would be the end, the hero had held back again and again. Kyle had no way of knowing that Noah, on the other side of the wall, was blushing with drool dripping from her mouth.
Solely for his own pleasure...
He had been thrusting his cock, swollen to the point of ejaculation, deep into the hole to the very root.
'...This is the worst.'
Noah thought.
And at the same time, for the first time since this began, she reached climax.
===
As the hero had told me, he left the city the very next day. Did he manage to find a new mage companion? Well, I don't really need to know that part.
The important thing is that those troublesome guys have left Bellua.
He might have been a virgin hero when he arrived in this city, but as he left, he was no longer a virgin hero...
"...Agh."
My head hurts.
Since those guys left, I thought I'd go shopping, eat out, look for requests... do whatever, but I immediately came down with a fever.
It's all because of that virgin hero—no, he's not a virgin hero anymore, but anyway, that bastard.
Fuck, he should've fucked and come moderately.
If I were an ordinary person, my pussy would probably have been torn apart just from having sex with the hero.
It's clear why the hero travels with three female companions. His cock was something that couldn't be handled without three women.
And I took that all by myself all night long, getting fucked over and over...
How could I not get a fever?
"Noah-nim, shall I change your cold compress?"
"Cough, cough... No, it's fine..."
Karl, who comes every morning to wake me from my slumber, was sitting beside me, reading a book and nursing me.
Someone might ask if I couldn't just heal it easily with magic, but...
[ Current Status: Mana Fever ]
Well, it wasn't your ordinary fever.
"...Magic is established by materializing the caster's imagination with mana... Noah-nim, I don't really understand this part."
Karl's clear voice coming from beside me.
I can't tell if he came to nurse me or to ask me about magic. He had spread open the introductory book I lent him and was asking me with a rather serious expression.
Right. Before the hero, there was this guy.
"...Did you come to nurse me? Or did you come to ask me to teach you magic?"
When I scolded him with a hoarse voice, Karl smiled brightly and turned the page.
"Can't it be both?"
"It's better to do things one at a time, step by step. For ordinary people who aren't geniuses, that's the proper way to live..."
"...If that's a lesson about magic, I'll listen as much as you want. But, Noah-nim. Last time you said 'later,' but you're always busy. You didn't even come out of your room until late yesterday."
"......"
Because at that time, I was getting fucked by the hero.
...That's something I can't tell anyone.
Anyway, it's as if I was holed up in my room quietly doing research.
"...And."
"And?"
Karl closed the book, rewet the towel, and continued softly.
"Noah-nim, you don't have any friends. That's why I'm nursing you like this."
"...What?"
"No, it's true. Noah-nim, you're always alone, and at the Guild, besides Lyn noona, you don't talk to anyone. I heard you even had a bit of a fight with the hero's party members? It's just a bit sad that when you're sick like this, I'm the only acquaintance who comes to see you."
No.
I do have acquaintances, you know?
There are so many adventurers or mercenaries I've partied with while taking on requests.
And I do have a master, too...
But... well, that's it.
"...You're noisy. Elves are naturally noble. Hanging around noisily in groups like humans doesn't suit my taste."
I kind of understand how those male protagonists feel when they make stupid excuses like their human dignity is falling.
"Aww, but it's lonely to be alone when you're sick. I'll stay by your side. And I'll ask you about things I don't understand while I'm at it. Is that okay?"
"...Do as you please."
I lay in bed, closed my eyes, and thought.
Is this what pure evil is? That pure malice really hurts my heart.
Listening to the sound of pages turning like white noise, I emptied my mind and let my consciousness drift downward...
"...But are you going to sleep without answering my question?"
"Magic... whether it's imagination or mana, it won't work without one of them... Start with mana training..."
"Noah-nim, no matter how much I do that training method you taught me last time, nothing changes..."
"...Try harder."
Exchanging such foolish questions and answers with Karl, I unknowingly fell quietly asleep.
===
"Kyle. It would be good to camp around here today."
"...Yeah. Let's do that."
The dimming travel path.
The hero's party had clearly divided roles without even needing to speak to each other.
Mia used her beastkin senses to scout the surroundings,
Lynette channeled divine power to create a thin barrier around the campsite,
Barden... always cooked the meals.
Belleina, as always, sat in the carriage with her arrogant demeanor, just watching quietly.
And Bern, the B-rank mage who joined this time, looked utterly dejected, overwhelmed by Belleina's aura. By the way, he was lucky. They happened to encounter a mage traveling to a nearby magic tower and managed to recruit him as both an escort and a new member, achieving their goal.
Kyle gathered dry firewood to prepare to start a fire. When he gathered them like this, Belleina would usually snap her fingers to light it.
Crackle, crackle—
The sound of the campfire burning.
"I'll make chicken stew today."
"Yeah. Prepare whatever you're comfortable with, Barden."
"Okaay—!"
Barden, focused, began cooking. Lynette sat to the side, praying. And Belleina, quietly resting her chin and watching Barden. Bern, intimidated by her, kept his mouth shut.
Kyle sat quietly in that situation, staring into the fire, lost in thought.
'...Does this mean I can't have sex until I return to Bellua?'
It's only natural.
Now that he knows what sex is, how could a hero in the prime of his youth easily resist?
It was agonizing to hold back.
Mia, Lynette, Belleina... and now the newly joined Bern. The scent of women—was it always this blood-stirring?
—When you adventure, all sorts of things can happen. Have you never seen your companions as women?
Noah's words suddenly crossed Kyle's mind.
'No. They're my precious companions. I mustn't have such vulgar thoughts...!'
Kyle shook his head vigorously and turned his gaze to the burning firewood. But once a fire starts burning, it's not easily extinguished.
They say you see what you know.
It was the same in this case. After all, he was a hero who had so greedily explored and savored a woman's secret hole.
Even Lynette, who's bundled up so tightly like that...
'All women must have that kind of ass...'
Gulp—
The sound of swallowing seemed unusually loud, making him break out in a cold sweat as he checked the reactions around him.
"Ah~ I'm tired! Kyle, didn't the carriage shake a lot today? My back is killing me. Ugh. I'm going to rest now. There's nothing unusual around. Just some animal tracks."
"...Yeah. Good work. Barden's making chicken stew, so wait a bit."
"Hey. Kyle. Why are you acting like it's your achievement when I'm the one making it?"
"Barden ahjussi. Just hurry up and cook the stew, please. Hupcha...!"
"...Ugh."
Mia, who had returned from scouting and settled right next to Kyle, stretched her arms behind her head. In doing so, her cleavage became clearly visible through her leather armor.
'...Does Mia not see me as a man at all?'
Kyle's gaze, as if drawn by a magnet, went toward Mia's chest before hastily jumping up into the air.
He didn't want to be seen as a pathetic hero who peeks at his companion's cleavage.
But...
Turning his gaze, he saw Belleina.
Dressed in a dress with a deep slit at the thigh. Every time the wind blew softly, the dress fluttered along with it...
'Isn't that the kind of dress where if the wind blows even a little, you can see everything inside? Belleina-nim...'
All of this was nothing but stimulation for Kyle.
His cock, heavily engorged with blood.
Kyle awkwardly got up from his seat.
"Haha... I, I need to go take care of something for a moment."
"...Heh. Should I come with you?"
Mia's playful joke had never felt so uncomfortable. If she really came along...
Kyle shook his head and headed toward the bushes.
It seemed Mia had no intention of following, as it was probably just a joke.
And so... about 5 minutes after Kyle headed into the bushes.
Lynette quietly got up and walked in the direction Kyle had gone.
"Lynette? Where are you going?"
"...To take care of something for a moment."
"Hmm, why isn't Kyle back yet? Hehe, you might run into Kyle and come back together. Well, there weren't any strange traces around here, so it should be fine. Come back quickly."
"Yeah..."
Leaving behind a giggling Mia, Lynette quietly headed into the forest. The deeper she went into the bushes, the clearer a rhythmic sound became in her ears—thump, thump, thump... thump, thump, thump... a mysterious, regular noise.
With a puzzled expression, Lynette headed toward Kyle's silhouette cast behind a tree—
"...Kyle?"
"......"
And so continues the story of the perverted hero Kyle.