Attack on Titan 01-05

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[align=center]Attack on Titan[/align]
Author: zhuuli203 Words: 55898
Chapter
1: 743.
Attacked by Titans that suddenly appeared on the historical stage, humanity faced a crisis of extinction.
While some called it a natural disaster, others argued it was divine retribution. However, humanity, completely unable to control the situation, was relentlessly preyed upon, causing the total population to plummet to a mere
500,000 .
The reason humanity transformed its living environment into a city-state was because it couldn't find any other means to resist the Titans. In other words, it was by actively becoming a caged bird to avoid
the worst possible outcome of extinction.
The area of humanity's living space was approximately 720,000 square kilometers. Although the land was barren, as long as one lived frugally, this land was quite spacious and sufficient
. And surrounding this land was the giant wall that played the most crucial role in city-states—"Wall Maria." This is a colossal wall, said to be 3,200 kilometers long and 50
meters , which completely blocked the invasion of the Titans.
This wasn't just Wall Maria; a second wall, Wall Rose, was built 100 kilometers inland, and a third, Wall Sina, was even prepared as the final line of defense
. Protected by these three layers of defense, humanity successfully reclaimed a peaceful life. But it was only a false peace.
Even now, more than thirty years after the Titans appeared, the two still maintain a predator-prey relationship.
Their ecology is shrouded in mystery. Aside from the fact that they use humans as food, almost nothing else is known. And the most disadvantageous thing for humanity is that the Titans' weakness remains unknown. Humanity
still cannot defeat the Titans; the current common knowledge is that the Titans are immortal. Although the information gathered over a quarter of a century is undeniably hasty and clumsy,
it can only be considered natural given humanity's lack of active in-depth investigation.
There's no need to reclaim the world outside the city.
Just live happily in the present.
That's the fate of a caged bird... This unwritten rule is deeply ingrained in people's hearts.
Shiganshina District is a town located at the southernmost end of Wall Maria, with a peculiar structure that protrudes outwards like a giant tumor. If one only considers the fact that Titans roam outside the wall,
it seems like a very inconceivable design. But in fact, it was designed based on defensive considerations, and is quite a reasonable structure.
While stationing troops is excellent, it would be too impractical to rely on only about ten thousand soldiers to guard every corner of Wall Maria. Therefore, the idea came up with
was to lure the Titans. By making the town protrude outwards from the inside of the wall and then having people live in this area, the Titans would naturally gather there in search of food. As long as the places where the Titans appear are restricted
, defense becomes easier, and the troops can be concentrated. The residents of Shiganshina District are the bait, and the Titans are like large fish attracted by the bait.
However, this groundbreaking method only works if people are willing to live there. The reason residents knowingly move into the Shiganshina district is due to
preferential tax treatment offered by the royal government. Thus, despite the high risks, people continue to move in.
Our protagonist, Eren, lives on the outskirts of Shiganshina.
"Boom!" A thunderclap explodes. A bolt of lightning, as big as a bucket, rips through the night sky and strikes a house…
A scruffy-looking young man sits at a desk in his room, diligently working on his computer.
The computer screen displays various screenshots and Photoshop tools. With the boy's skillful hands, the 15-meter Titan that Eren transformed into during the Attack on Titan manga's rampage in the forest
has been given a second, enhanced transformation by the boy's genius.
With a click of the mouse, a green Titan appears, its height drastically reduced, its muscles bulging, and its face contorted in a ferocious grimace. Unlike his original towering figure, the 5-meter-tall green giant
remained silent and expressionless before the much taller Female Titan. Yet, he exuded a chilling aura. His half-closed eyes radiated an undeniable, overwhelming killing intent, creating a terrifying and menacing presence. "Haha, you damn Female Titan! Let me show you
the power of Eren's second transformation into the Green Titan… P.S. Long live Eren! The Armored Titan is nothing…" Before he could finish, a deafening clap of thunder pierced his ears. Terrifying lightning struck the bedroom, engulfing
everything in the small space…
Am I dead? Without fulfilling my dream, without saving Eren and the Survey Corps, am I going to disappear from this world? Just like that, without doing anything, without changing anything. I'm not
reconciled. If God gave me another chance, I would definitely complete the great idea of the Hulk throwing himself into the Attack Titan before the lightning strikes… In the room ravaged by lightning,
a phantom image floated from the charred, lewd boy's body towards the computer screen filled with sparks and smoke…
I didn't want this!
Suddenly opening his eyes, a blinding light appeared in the darkness, causing the boy to experience temporary blindness. (Many people have read novels. Let's skip some background. Anyway, he transmigrated into Eren's body. We'll just call him Eren from now on.)
It was a simple wooden cabin. Sunlight streaming through the window suggested it was around 1 PM. Eren lay on the old floor, unable to see outside. He sniffed the air; the damp
scent of pine resin suggested he was in a pine forest, though the exact location was unknown. There were three people in the cabin besides himself, but the atmosphere was different from when he last woke up. There were two men and a little girl. The
bearded man sat with his legs crossed, arguing with the scarf-wearing man standing next to him. The little girl lay on the floor, her hands bound behind her back, facing Eren
. Her eyes were vacant, and there was blood at the corner of her mouth, clearly
indicating she had been beaten. Something bad must have happened
! Oh no! What happened? How did I become like this? He
became even more alert, secretly examining his body, and discovered a devastating fact: he had turned into a child of about ten years old!
The scene was so familiar. He remembered watching the tragic childhood scene of Mikasa in the anime Attack on Titan. Had he become Eren?
Allen was shaken, his newly regained consciousness becoming hazy again, and he almost fainted again. He immediately bit his lip until it bled, the pain stimulating his nerves and bringing him back to his senses.
Well, so what if he transformed? At least he's alive. I was supposed to be dead by now.
"It's all your fault! Killing her father is one thing, but how could you not even spare her mother? Such a beautiful woman! Just think of that big white butt and those plump breasts! You went too far!"
"How can you blame me? There was nothing I could do. She resisted, that's all. It would have been so much better if she had just lay there obediently and let me penetrate her."
"But you can't just kill her. I just had my fun. Take a good look at their faces."
"Face? They are indeed good-looking, but not as bad as you say."
"What do you know? Look closely, black hair, black eyes, a wide and flat face, soft features. She is definitely 'Oriental,' you know 'Oriental,' right? In the past, humans were divided into different kinds, and this
girl is a descendant of a clan that escaped from a place called 'Japan' in the old days and lived inside the walls. She is the last of the last. You know, if we auctioned them off to those
perverted old men in the underground streets of the capital, haha, we would make a fortune. But you idiot, you actually killed her mother. She is worth much more than this blond little girl!" "
I... I don't really know. I've already killed her, what can I do now?"
"Hmph, luckily we got lucky this time, another boy came along, and there's one left over. Although he's a boy, his delicate features will definitely attract some bosses with special tastes."
A human trafficking ring? But, 'Dongyang'? Is it Japan? What walls? What does 'last descendant' mean? This is really a headache. Why do they speak so strangely? So many questions.
But knowing the plot's direction, I had an idea.
"Little girl, how are you? Are you alright?" Allen whispered to the little girl. His voice was as thin as a string, yet clearly audible. The little girl tilted her head slightly, opened her mouth a little
, and a hollow voice came out: "No dad... Mom's gone too... Really... It hurts so much... It's so cold... I can't live anymore..."
Already, has it collapsed?
Allen looked at the girl with pity. Her lifeless eyes were as deep as a machine, making Allen's heart skip a beat.
"Hey, kid!" The scarf-wearing man walked over nervously, grabbed Allen's hair, and shouted, "Why are you here! How do you know where this is!"
The little boy was so frightened that tears welled up in his eyes. He stammered, "Uh... I, I was playing in the forest, and then, then I got hungry and got lost. I saw this little house and... so I came in.
"
The scarf-wearing man and the bearded man exchanged a glance, revealing a kind expression. They patted the little boy's head and coaxed him, "That won't do. There are terrible gray wolves in the forest.
It's too dangerous for a child to be alone in the forest. He'll get eaten. But, no need for that. Now you can come with us uncles..."
"Thank you, uncles, but I understand now, so..."
"What?"
The little boy's cute face suddenly turned ferocious. His right hand, which was behind his back, suddenly stabbed out. In his right hand, he was tightly gripping a dagger. The dagger pierced the scarf-wearing man's jaw, injuring him.
Bright red blood gushed from the wound in the artery, staining the little boy's entire right arm crimson. "So you just die, you bastard!"
The little boy's entire demeanor had suddenly become aggressive and brutal, his eyes resolute and unwavering. His stabbing motion was clean and swift, without any hesitation—a quality many people never possess in their entire lives
. But most importantly, this little boy was clearly not even ten years old. The little boy pulled out the dagger, and blood spurted out, hitting the wall. The scarf-scarved man's corpse lost its support and fell along the wall. The bearded man jumped up, knocking over a chair, his expression one of surprise and doubt as he looked at his companion's corpse and the little boy. Scanning back and forth, he stammered, "Huh?!...This
, this is a joke, right?... "
The little boy stared intently at the bearded man, his face tense, seemingly a bit nervous. He slowly retreated from the room, closing the door behind him. "Hey! Stop right there!" Realizing what was happening, the bearded man grabbed an axe and hurriedly chased after him, bursting out the door, shouting, "You little brat! I won't let you get away with this,
ahh!" Just as the bearded man opened the door, the little boy appeared. The little boy didn't choose to run away. The instant the bearded man opened the door, he raised a broom with a dagger attached to one end and stabbed it hard into the bearded man's right shoulder, knocking him to the ground, then leaped...
He sat up on the bearded man, pulled out another dagger, and stabbed him repeatedly in the chest, yelling, "Die! Die! People like you, beasts like you, deserve to die
!"
The dust settled, and the little boy, covered in blood, stood up, his face stern, still bearing the rage of his recent killing. He calmly said to the little girl lying on the ground, "Don't worry, it's alright now."
"You...you're Mikasa, right?" The little boy used his blood-stained dagger to cut the cotton rope binding him, saying, "I'm Eren, the son of Dr. Jaeger. You should have seen my dad.
Who is he? Haven't you heard Dad mention him?"
"There should be three people."
"Oh?"
Mikasa said blankly, "There are three bad guys who came to our house."
*Thump!*
Just then, a man in black entered the house. The door wasn't closed, and the man in black could see the situation inside from the doorway. Although he couldn't believe it, he still had to face a child...
Enraged at killing two of his companions, he charged forward and kicked Eren, sending him flying against the wall. The blow left Eren unable to react, clutching his stomach and sprawling on the ground.
"Damn it, my hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress act turned into a coward's blunder. How could I forget about the other one? This is a real rip-off. Oh well, let's stick to the original plot. Let's switch to Mikasa's Wildness." Eren
thought to himself, curled up on the ground, clutching his stomach.
"Heh, is this your handiwork, kid? Aha, I can't believe it!" The man in black walked up to Eren, grabbed him, and then choked him, pinning him against the wall.
He roared, "Did you kill my comrade?! You little brat, I'll kill you!"
"Little girl, little girl, see the knife in front of you?" Eren called out. Mikasa
stared blankly at Eren, who was gradually suffocating. Her hands trembled as she gripped the floor, at a loss. Hearing his voice, the girl's gaze fell on the dagger Eren had dropped. "Fight! Pick up the knife, stand up! Fight!"
Mikasa obeyed, picking up the knife and standing up. But she was still trembling all over. Although she was holding the knife, it seemed like she would drop it at any moment. Tears streamed down her face like broken pearls
. Fear filled the girl's heart, and her voice trembled: "I can't do it. I can't do this at all..."
"Why can't you do it? If you can't do it, you can't win. If you can't win, you'll die. Fight to live!"
"To live?"
"Yes, this world is cruel! Only the victors survive! Fight! Otherwise, die!"
Eren's words were like a warning bell, waking the confused and helpless girl. Mikasa suddenly realized that what she was experiencing now, the changes she was witnessing, were things she had seen countless times before: butterflies being preyed on
by
mantises, wild ducks being hunted by her father, her family being murdered, and now the fate that the three of them were about to face. "This is a cruel world!"
"A cruel world where only the victors survive!"
"Die!"
"Or..."
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
In that instant, Mikasa's trembling stopped, her breathing ceased, and the fear in her heart vanished, replaced by an unusual calm. She felt as if she had broken through something, possessed
something she had never had before. Although what she held in her hand was merely a dagger, Mikasa had a strange intuition, a surge of confidence welling up within her—a
powerful confidence that there was nothing she couldn't do. From that moment on, the girl awakened an ability, beginning to perfectly control herself. Reid witnessed the girl's transformation, from a timid girl to someone unlike any ordinary person. Extreme mental stimulation coursed through her nerves, an unnamed power surging within her. The girl gripped the dagger tightly, the immense force almost shattering the wooden hilt. She held the dagger parallel to her right waist, crouched down, pressing
all her weight onto her right foot, her entire body surging with power. With a sudden burst of energy, she leaped up like a spring, charging straight towards the man in black like an arrow. The wooden plank beneath her feet snapped under the pressure. She thrust her dagger forward...
The dagger pierced the black-clad man's ribs, striking his heart—a fatal blow.
Mikasa stared blankly at the dagger in her hand, a glint of light returning to her eyes. She murmured, "I...fought, I won, I survived!"
"Aww! Aww! I almost died, hehe, I'm so lucky!" Eren, having narrowly escaped death, feigned terror, but quickly regained his composure and smiled at the girl.
Eren knew his father would soon appear to handle the aftermath.
———— "Eren, um..." A tall, intelligent-looking man with glasses hugged Eren tightly, both relieved and remorseful. It was Eren's father, Grisha. Dr. Jaeger.
"Didn't I tell you to wait for me at the foot of the mountain? My God, Eren, do you know what you've done?" Grisha. Jaeger suddenly roared at Eren,
"I know, I wiped out the pest, it just looked like a human!" Eren responded fiercely,
"Eren!"
"If I hadn't gone to save Mikasa, by the time you brought the Military Police, they would have kidnapped her and moved her. How could I let them escape!"
"Shut up! Even so, it was just good luck!" Grisha. Jaeger loudly interrupted Eren's explanation, staring at him as his voice suddenly softened: "I'm reprimanding
you for so easily risking your life. What will I do if you die like this? What will your mother do?"
Eren froze, biting his lip, and stammered, "I... I just wanted to save her as soon as possible." The reborn Eren knew that only by answering according to the original plot and demonstrating his resolute
personality would his father inject him with the Titan transformation virus.
Grisha. Jaeger sighed and fell silent, looking at Reed and Mikasa beside him. He said to the girl, "Mikasa, do you remember me? I saw you when you were little."
Mikasa thought for a moment, then said lightly, "Dr. Jaeger?"
"Doctor, what should I do? Which way should I go back to..." the girl asked anxiously.
"It's so cold, I'm homeless."
Eren thought for a moment, almost forgetting again, and quickly took off his red scarf, wrapping it around Mikasa's neck. "Wrap it around yourself, it's warm, isn't it?"
Mikasa stared blankly at Eren, touching the scarf, feeling the warmth, her eyes shining even brighter. She whispered, "It's warm..."
"Go home. Mikasa, I'll adopt you. From now on, you'll be my daughter." Grisha. Jaeger stroked Mikasa's hair and said in a deep voice.
Heh, this is really a headache. Eren's thoughts were racing, unsure what to say. And when the topic of Titans came up, the other two also fell silent. The group proceeded in the somber atmosphere, crossing a wooden bridge
and arriving at the foot of Wall Maria
. Grisha. Jaeger turned to Mikasa and smiled, "Welcome to West Okashina District. This is where you'll be living from now on."
Eren, who had traveled through time, suppressed his excitement. He glanced around furtively; the towering walls were vaguely visible, enveloping West Okashina District. Drawing a 3D diagram in his mind, he noticed that
the entire town protruded from the main body of Wall Maria. Recalling something mentioned in the manga, many thoughts raced through his mind. What was this? Bait? Indeed, if the town were built inside the walls, given the current number of humans, there simply wasn't enough military force to monitor the entire perimeter. If a Titan broke through
, it would be difficult to know which part of the wall had been breached over such a vast area. So, they devised a plan to use bait? Indeed, with such a forward town, the Titans' attention is focused here,
naturally narrowing the target area. This not only reduces the cost of surveillance but also allows for a concentrated force to resist the Titans—a truly ingenious method. However, in such a decoy location, there's the terrifying prospect of being eaten by Titans. How many of the people living in this town are truly there voluntarily?
Hmph, I hope he's alright…
As night fell, the streets were sparsely populated, most people preparing to sleep. Although kerosene lamps could be used for lighting, few houses remained lit, and the entire town gradually quieted down
…
Meanwhile…
at Eren's house, the old soldier Hannes, hiccuping from alcohol, visited once again.
Long ago…
Hannes, a veteran of the Survey Corps, due to his mediocre combat strength and advanced age, had lost the courage to face the Titans and thus retired to the second line, stationed near Eren's house
. His chronic ailments from years of fighting were effectively treated by Grisha Jaeger, a doctor among the residents near his station. They became regulars. The veteran who frequented the Allen family was
captivated by the alluring figure of the young woman, Kara, the matriarch of the household. His dormant desires were rekindled, burning with lust. He made a decision: he would stop at nothing to possess
this young woman.
Initially, Hennessy would often sneak into the Jaeger family at night using his 3D Maneuver Gear to steal Kara's underwear and lingerie to masturbate.
The milky scent emanating from the underwear and the unique, slightly pungent smell of her genitals would drive Hennessy wild with ecstasy. Not content with mere fantasies, Hennessy would frequently sneak into the Allen family to spy on the Jaeger couple and Kara relieving herself. His
lust grew increasingly intense, and Hennessy orchestrated a staged medical accident involving civilians at a distant location. The impatient Dr. Jaeger could only make his nighttime house call. Hennessy sneaked into the Allen family home
. The door swayed slightly, and Hennessy, bracing himself, slowly approached Kara's bedside. He carefully pulled back the covers. Finally, the voluptuous and beautiful figure of the young woman was revealed before his eyes. The sight was too tempting. The unique scent of the young woman wafted over him. Full breasts, a firm waist, fair skin, and the tantalizing glimpse of her pubic hair through her panties
. It made Hannes, a virgin who had spent years in the military, bleed from his nose. He had never been so close to a woman in forty years. Now, such a perfect mound of flesh was right in front of him. How could he let it go? He bit his thumb, steadied himself, took out the cleaver from the 3D device, and slashed at Kara's shoulder strap.
Finally, after a flurry of activity, drenched in sweat, Carla revealed her upper body. In the moonlight, the beautiful young woman's delicate breasts were unknowingly exposed to the air, the gleaming nipples in the moonlight assaulting Hennessey's gaze; his heart felt like it was about to leap out of his mouth. He involuntarily
pressed his hand to them—oh, so soft! So elastic.
Carla was wearing shorts to bed, and with this movement, a few pubic hairs peeked out from under her pants. When Hennessey saw this, it was as if a bolt from the blue had struck him; blood rushed to
his head. Carefully climbing into bed, he gazed at his friend's wife, Kara, and after fondling her delicate breasts, he hardened his heart, picked up the cleaver again, and, by the moonlight, slowly extended it towards Kara's lower body. Hennessey's penis immediately erected at a 90-degree angle, and then he involuntarily lowered his head
to kiss Kara's labia. Oh, how fragrant! There was no unpleasant odor, only the scent of soap after a bath and the unique fragrance of a young woman.
Kara's pubic hair was sparse, just right, and her labia weren't large, only tightly closed with a slit. Because she had just bathed, Kara's labia were a little dry. Hennessey rubbed Kara's
clitoris with his nose, then used his tongue to lick the tightly closed slit. Even in her sleep, she trembled slightly and actually parted her legs. Hennessey stared at those pubic hair and labia, and his old penis immediately grew even larger, the red glans becoming erect again. Hennessy licked Carla's labia one last time with lingering affection, then slowly began
to move her beautiful legs outwards, inch by inch. He then parted her labia with one hand and gently smeared his penis on her vaginal opening with the other, the precum on the glans wetting the opening.
It was time! Hennessy's old penis, wet with the precum, inch by inch entered Carla's virgin vagina. One thrust in. The young woman, startled awake, looked at her
husband's friend, who was now thrusting against her. She cried out, "No, no, Hennessy, how could you do this? How could you do this to Jaeger and me? Pull it out! It hurts so much! Please! Please!" Carla cried, twisting her body, trying to escape the hot rod.
Seeing that Kara had been jolted awake by his thrusts, Hennessy knew he had to finish quickly. With a steely resolve, he pressed his hands firmly against Kara's large, white buttocks, pulling his penis back slightly, and prepared to begin his assault
.
Kara realized the danger: "No, you damned soldier! You bastard... Ahhh..."
Hennessy suddenly thrust forward, sliding down her narrow vagina and pressing against the young woman's cervix. The lack of foreplay sent a cold sweat through Kara's body.
She could only swallow the pain, biting her lip to try and lessen the agony.
The intense pleasure of her vaginal pressure on his penis made Hennessy relax completely: finally inside, finally he had his way with this beautiful young woman. Kara tried to push Hennessy away, but
it was easier said than done. Hennessy was a soldier; his strength was far beyond what a woman could resist. Gathering his strength, he grabbed one breast with one hand, sucked on the other nipple, and thrust his hips forward with tremendous force, like a pile driver, trying to penetrate as deeply as possible. The young woman's vagina held his penis tightly, each thrust bringing excruciating pleasure. Seeing that Kara
had stopped cursing and was now letting out soft moans, her hands trembling slightly, he felt a surge of satisfaction. It seemed Kara had lowered her guard and was filled with desire.
He grew bolder, his hands moving slightly downwards, caressing her armpits, then sliding to her ribs, and finally gently stroking her proud breasts.
"Ah!"
A surge of intense pleasure washed over Kara as her breasts were attacked. She felt a strange urge to resist... but the sensation was so comforting... the movements so gentle. She was so unwilling to let him stop... Hmm...
Hennessy, you... you must stop! We... we can't do this! I can't... I can't betray Jaeger! Ah...
ah...
Kara's hands weakly grasped Hennessy's large hands that were ravaging her chest. It wasn't so much an attempt to stop him as it was a way of pressing his hands against her chest.
"Kara... do you know how much I miss you? How much I miss your scent... Whenever I think of your alluring figure, yet you have to toil for that unromantic Jaeger, being taken by him... I feel so
sad... I can't even share a little bit of your love with me. Just thinking about it makes my heart ache. Do you know that? I... I love you, my dear Kara!"
Hennessy continued to knead Kara's breasts and play with her nipples as he revealed his "true" feelings.
"Ah...no, I can't...Hennessy...I appreciate your feelings, but...Carla is destined to be Jaeger's wife for life, I can't fall in love with anyone else...Ah
, you, you be gentle...Mmm..."
Carla's nipple was pinched, and she felt a surge of pleasure, her face flushed with shame, her body went limp, and she could only lie helplessly between Hennessy's legs, letting out soft moans.
Knowing that Carla's defenses were already low, and that he only needed to add a little more fuel to the fire to win her over, Hennessy calmed his ecstatic heart and put on a deeply affectionate expression. "Mrs. Carla, I, Hennessy,
swear here...I am your family in life and in death. As long as you can give me some comfort often, and receive even a little bit of your love, Mrs. Carla, I will protect your family. I will give you half of my salary. Old Hennessy, I ask for nothing, and I don't need any promises from you, Carla. I only hope that when Dr. Jaeger is not around
, I can take good care of you for him, and let you live like a princess forever, happy and blissful. That will be enough for me!"
Hennessy, observing Carla's subtle shift in expression and wavering gaze, boldly employed a gentler approach. He stopped what he was doing, as if to withdraw his
large, dark penis from the woman's crotch.
"No…"
Carla, hearing his passionate declaration and seeing his somber expression as he prepared to withdraw, felt a surge of emotion mixed with guilt. Impulsively, she grabbed Hennessy's penis and pulled it back into her
.
After doing this, Carla snapped back to reality, her face burning. She turned her head away in shame, her eyes tightly closed, and whispered, "Hennessy… I want… come…"
Hennessy was overjoyed, laughing loudly with delight. With a gasp from Carla, he swept her seemingly slender, yet incredibly voluptuous body into his arms. He thrust harder, filling her vagina with unparalleled
satisfaction. "Slap. Slap. Slap... Ah—you, you be gentle... Ah!"
Kara was completely immersed in this incredibly pleasurable stimulation, throwing all notions of propriety, shame, and chastity to the winds. She twisted her body to match Hennessey's thrusts
, making her vagina and his penis collide even more tightly, splashing waves of vaginal fluid wildly. Her jade hands caressed Hennessey's engorged body, her mouth constantly emitting beautiful moans, "Ah... my vagina is going to break... um~ more, I want more..." The
passionate beauty beneath him was flushed from Hennessey's thrusts, her eyes glazed over, only unconsciously crying out with each powerful thrust that reached her core, "Hennessey
... so good, my core, my core is being reached, ah, so deep... so hard..."
Hennessy thrust his lower body triumphantly, enjoying the exquisite beauty of Jaeger's wife's vagina. Watching the alluring moans of the beauty beneath him, he extended his tongue, which Carla readily kissed
, responding passionately with sucking.
Carla's vagina was relentlessly stirred and pounded by Hennessy's massive member, each thrust sending shivers down her spine. Each time the glans touched her clitoris, it felt as if her soul was being shattered. She
clung tightly to Hennessy's body, like a small boat on a stormy sea, overwhelmed by the pleasure of orgasm, only able to utter incoherent cries of "Good brother, good husband."
Boundless pleasure sent Carla to heaven; Hennessy's penis powerfully pounded her clitoris, and with it, her soul. Her soul was stirred, her flower opened for him, and her yin essence poured
out without reservation. Hennessy, in turn, excitedly thrust into her ever-opening flower, ejaculating thick semen inside her. She even felt some semen shooting directly into her uterus while her flower was wide open. "Ah... so hot, it's all inside... no, so deep... Kara will get pregnant again, ah..."
The two remained in the position of climax, tightly embracing each other, their lower bodies pressed together. Only after the climax subsided did they both collapse onto the bed, embracing and comforting each other. She gradually became addicted to
this unusual relationship with Hennessy, the forbidden pleasure making her unable to extricate herself. The same feeling occurred to Hennessy. In one night, he obtained Lady Kara's body and heart, but also paid the price with his soldier's soul and his duty to protect civilians.
Mrs. Carla's gentleness, maternal tenderness, and alluring young woman charm captivated Hennessey. The thrill of their affair made Hennessey forget all other thoughts and disregard his military
integrity.
As you, the reader, know, their feelings deepened day by day, and Hennessey eventually applied to settle there, permanently stationed to protect the local order. He became Mrs. Carla's protector
and secret lover.
Several months later, Dr. Jaeger forgot to bring a certain medicine on a house call. He returned home to retrieve it…
Unbeknownst to Dr. Jaeger, his old friend Hennessey followed him into his house shortly after he left. As
Dr. Jaeger entered his home and was about to go to his clinic, he suddenly heard unusual sounds coming from the bedroom. Listening closely, he realized it was the sound of a man and woman making love. He could hear the familiar rubbing of genitals,
the "plop plop" sounds, the man panting heavily as he thrust forcefully, and the woman moaning and groaning with increasing intensity. Hearing these sounds of lovemaking in his own home, Jaeger couldn't help but get an erection. Hearing them make love, and knowing it was happening right there, he knew exactly what was going on. Unable to
contain himself any longer, he burst in, witnessing the scene before him. He roared, "Hannis, you're no good! I considered you a friend, and now I'm going to kill you! Kara,
you're no good either! You let me out, and you do this! I'm going to kill you too!" Just as Hannes and Kara were about to reach their climax, Jaeger returned home and stormed in. The two were terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat. Seeing that Jaeger seemed genuinely angry, they didn't know what to do. Kara, however,
was quick-witted. They had been married for six or seven years and knew her husband's temperament perfectly well. Then, after a moment's thought, she said, "Husband, hold on. We're just two people living together in this small town, and the little money you earn as a doctor isn't enough to support this family. Who helped you with the medicine you use and the unimpeded access to the Maria Wall in the Shiganshina district?
Who helped you with the equipment and funding for your research? Ah? It was your friend, Hennessy. He's just borrowing your wife for a bit. It's not like he'll lose a piece of his flesh. Why are you so agitated? You even want to kill us. Can you beat Hennessy? Fine, we'll let you kill us. If you kill him and me, who will hunt for you and feed you
? Who will raise Allen? With your lousy medical skills, won't you and your son starve to death?"
Jaeger shouted impatiently, "You think you can scare me with this? Humph, I'm not afraid!"
Kara continued, "Jaeger, don't be so stubborn. You haven't finished speaking! You know, you alone can't satisfy me. Why not accept Hennessy? I'll take good care of you both!"
"We'll be fine with Hennessy's abilities. You won't need to go out every day to treat patients and earn money anymore; you can bury yourself in your mysterious research." Jaeger was stunned and speechless for a long time. Yes, aside from not being able to beat Hennessy, there was also a young son, Allen, to raise. He himself was naturally aloof and
only liked studying medical techniques. Since befriending Hennessy, his family's finances had greatly improved. He had once secretly rejoiced at having made a friend like Hennessy, who valued loyalty over wealth. Unexpectedly, it was his lover who had taken on the burden of the family for him. Ah, how could he bear it?
But how could he agree to give half of his wife to someone else? Just as he was about to object, his wife, Carla, covered his mouth and whispered, "If you want to live,
don't speak!"
Jaeger couldn't help but shout, "No! How can you do this? It's outrageous!"
Seeing that Carla couldn't persuade Jaeger, Hennessy ran over, restrained him, tied him up, and threw him by the bed, rendering him immobile.
Jaeger angrily retorted, "Hennessy, are you crazy? What are you doing?" Hennessy, with his large penis erect, walked towards Carla and said, "Jaeger, don't be so impulsive. Watch our performance first before
making a decision. If you really don't like me sharing your wife, I'll leave your lives completely!" After saying that, he embraced the naked Carla.
Hearing this, Jaeger was at a loss. Although he was unwilling, he thought that with their current wealthy life and his wife's increasingly charming allure, if he lost Hennessy's help, everything would
return to square one—a life of endless toil for three meals a day. But he didn't know what to do about sharing his wife's cuckoldry.
With Wenxiang in his arms, Hannes was overcome with passion. The unusual thrill of thrusting into his wife right in front of her husband unleashed his deep-seated primal instincts. He lifted Carla's soft,
alluring body and frantically kissed her breasts, her cherry lips, her jade-like thighs, finally kissing her vulva.
His tongue entwined around her most sensitive spot, licking it rapidly. "Ah! -- Hmm --" "Faster!
Ah -- Oh --" The ethereal moans continued to reach Hannes's ears, penetrating the depths of his heart and igniting an even wilder, more primal rage.
He roughly parted Carla's long, white legs, one hand holding his large penis, and with a thrust of his hips, his penis relentlessly invaded the depths of her vagina. At this moment, he was nothing more than a raging lion, frantically
seeking to release his lust.
This caused Lady Carla considerable suffering. Her delicate, moist vagina, under Hennessy's frenzied assault, felt as if it were being torn apart, a pain mixed with a sadistic pleasure. The fullness of her vagina
, coupled with the stimulation of being brutally penetrated by her husband's friend right before her husband's eyes, quickly brought her to her peak. Her love juices splattered with each thrust and withdrawal of Hennessy's massive penis, dripping onto the surrounding grass, causing the blades to bow their heads shamelessly, as if embarrassed to witness this lewd scene.
Hennessy scooped her up and stood up. Her legs were wrapped around his thick waist, her vagina pressing against Hennessy's enormous beast, forcing his long, thick, dark penis deeper and deeper into
her secret place , trying to tame his ferocity. However, how could a beast be so easily tamed!
Standing, Hennessy's penis grew even larger as he lifted her. She felt her vagina becoming tighter and tighter. There was
no room left for even the spasms of her orgasm. She trembled, thinking, "I'm going to be ruined!" Hennessy continued to thrust with all his might. He had now put her down and moved behind her, attacking her already
ravaged and red vagina.
Because his penis was already incredibly slippery from the lubrication of her vaginal fluids, her vagina was being fucked by Hennessy with a series of wet, squelching sounds, flowing directly into Jaeger's ears. Kara's pretty
face was flushed red with pleasure, as if it were about to bleed. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah—"
The joyful moans had long since turned into wild cries. The initial pleasure and joy had been constantly escalated by the ferocity of the huge cock.
In the final thrusts, Hannes finally released all the beastly desires that had been pent up in his heart, shooting deep into the depths of the other man's wife's vagina. He finally relaxed, falling into a deep
sleep on her chest. And the huge cock between his legs slowly turned into a docile little lamb, lying quietly in the embrace of her vagina.
The two lay down quietly, leaving only Jaeger standing there dumbfounded. Hannes straightened his clothes and 3D Maneuver Gear, patted Jaeger's shoulder and said, "I'm going out. Think it over carefully and give me a definite answer tomorrow." After saying that, he left the room,
leaving only the bound Jaeger and his wife Kara, whose legs trembled and whose vagina was stained with the scent of semen during her orgasm. Kara,
letting the semen flow from her vagina, came to her husband's side. She loosened her husband's restraints and said languidly, "See? I gave it to him, I just gave it to him like that. It felt so good, this strength,
this stamina, you can't give me that. If you insist on going your own way, fine. I'll go with Hennessy. You have two paths before you.
One: Our marriage is over, we go our separate ways.
Two: You try to accept Hennessy and your current life, happily continue your research, and we continue to live happily together. You choose."
Jaeger remained silent, thinking to himself: It's already like this, for my research, for the children. Besides, we're far from the city, no one will know about these absurd things we've done. Thinking
this, he said, "Then that's the only way!"
Kara leaned close to Jaeger's ear and whispered, "What were you thinking when Hennessy did that to me just now?" Embarrassed, Jaeger recalled the scene: his wife
being with another man right before his eyes, and he felt a strange excitement he couldn't experience when making love with her! It was the first time he'd seen others having sex, so he found it incredibly stimulating. The strength, the stamina—he could never do it himself.
He said sheepishly, "I don't know why, but when I saw you and Hennessy having sex, even though I was cursing, I secretly hoped he would have you. Seeing you two having sex, I don't know
why, but I felt so excited. Actually, watching others have sex is quite interesting."
Mrs. Kara covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "Honey, it's so good that you understand. In this broken world, it's survival of the fittest. Having a soldier in our family provides security and stability
!"
Jaeger, finding this very reasonable, sighed, "Yes, honey, I'll focus on my research during my occasional house calls. Everything at home, and Allen, is in your care." That evening
, Hennessy returned, and Jaeger hurriedly apologized, saying he hoped to share his beautiful wife, Kara, with him.
Six years passed in the blink of an eye. The young Eren had grown into a handsome ten-year-old boy, and his parents and Uncle Hennessy continued their previous lives. Over the years, the three of them often
made love together. Jaeger and Hennessy frequently had sex with Kara, filling her mouth, vagina, and anus with semen. She had transformed from a charming young woman into a seductive and sensual harlot.
Hennessy always enjoyed it immensely. Jaeger, having experienced the pleasures of threesomes over time, gradually also developed a liking for the game.
Previously, they would always send Eren away to avoid him seeing them… which led to the opening scene of the story where Eren went to play with Mikasa.
…
“Ah, it’s Jaeger outside the door! You’re back! Did you find Eren?” "Wait a moment, Mrs. Kara is applying medicine to me, she'll open the door for you right away."
After a while of rustling sounds, the door opened.
Hannes, dressed in shabby clothes, came out panting. He recognized Grisha as the person who entered. Jaeger and his group warmly patted Allen's little head and said, "Allen, you're
unusually late today! The sun had already set long ago, and your father had to come looking for you." "
Grisha." Jaeger didn't notice the fragrance of his wife emanating from Hannes; as long as it was kept from the child, that was fine. He leaned close to his ear and whispered the story, "Oh... this little girl is so pitiful. You want to adopt her? Of course, no problem. It's too late today, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Come to my place tomorrow to register, let me handle it. We're practically family
. Hahaha." “
See you tomorrow, Hennessy.”
“You’re finally back.” Entering the house, a simply dressed young woman could be seen in the distance by the doorway, panting, her face flushed, her hair disheveled, her legs trembling slightly. She held an oil lamp and
leaned against the bedroom door, waving happily.
Grisha Jaeger stepped forward and gently embraced the woman, his voice soft, “I’m sorry I’m late. Hennessy, have you been here long?”
At this moment, the woman noticed a little girl behind her husband and hurriedly broke free from the doctor’s embrace, her face slightly red. She asked, “What’s going on? Who is this little girl?”
Jaeger said, “This is Mikasa Ackerman. I told her she’d be living with us from now on. This is Eren’s mother, my wife. You can call her Aunt Kara.”
“Oh?” Kara seemed to realize something, but didn't ask any more questions. She looked kindly at her son and the little girl, smiling, "Welcome! Don't be shy, make yourself at home.
Come on in, I'll heat up dinner; it'll still be edible." She took Mikasa's little hand from Eren and led her inside. Dinner was bean soup and bread. Aunt Kara said somewhat apologetically, "It's a pity I didn't know you were coming; I didn't prepare anything special. Please make do tonight." "I'll definitely cook something good tomorrow
to welcome you properly." Actually, none of them had much of an appetite, and they finished dinner hastily. "Eren, go and clean up the innermost room upstairs. Mikasa will sleep there from now on. Mikasa, come upstairs with Eren." Grisha Jaeger quickly finished the task for the two...
Having dealt with the little child, he looked at his wife and smiled, saying, "Honey, I wasn't home to protect you, and Hannes must have hurt you again. Let me treat you before bed, okay?"
"Hehe, you're so naughty! Who told you not to come home sooner? He bullied me terribly! Look at your wife's little hole. It's a bit feverish, hurry up and treat it!" Kara leaned seductively
into her husband's arms, her voice full of lust.
...
"Well, goodnight, Mikasa." Looking at the beautiful ten-year-old Mikasa, imagining the future goddess Mikasa who would captivate all otaku, sigh... a long and arduous journey indeed.
"Goodnight, Eren."
Inside the towering walls, the last light had gone out, and the entire West Osaka district was plunged into darkness, peaceful and serene. A new life, it should be good, right...?
Is this the Titan?
Beneath the towering walls, dozens of creatures gathered. Yes, the Titans Eren had seen in the manga. They resembled humans in appearance, but were exceptionally large, some over
ten meters tall, and the smallest three or four meters. The Titans seemed to lack intelligence, were completely naked, and upon spotting Eren at the edge of the wall, bared their teeth and emitted meaningless hissing growls—presumably not in Titan language. The Titans clung to the wall
, attempting to attack Eren, but despite their immense size, they were dwarfed by the fifty-meter-high wall, futilely waving their hands and striking the wall with dull thuds. The Titans also lacked the habit of forming communities; they were mostly scattered along the wall, showing no signs of forming small groups. Those that did approach each other didn't
seem to be communicating. Their movements were also erratic; some Titans would wander aimlessly, while others would stand still, looking up at the sky for closer observation. Reid also noticed that the Titans differed from humans; as depicted in the manga, the torso Titans were male and female, but lacked reproductive organs.
Haha, shameless! Where did you see that? If the Female Titan had genitals, she'd shove you right in the shove if she got horny.
How do they reproduce and survive? Do they reproduce asexually?
That's fine, it should reduce their weaknesses in battle. But, these obviously low-intelligence creatures actually managed to drive humanity to the brink of extinction? It seems humanity's combat skills were really quite low in the past. Thinking about the Military Police
's rifled guns, the horse-drawn carriages, and the fixed cannons on the city walls these past few days, Eren curled his lip in disdain, adding in his mind that their current combat skills weren't much better. Confined within the city walls, due to resource scarcity and insufficient human population, even after a century of development, they've only reached this level. Hmph, if they could research
modern airplanes, cannons, missiles, and explosives, the roles of prey and hunter would have been reversed long ago. But the sheer number of these Titans... it's just too much...
Ignoring the futile Titans beneath his feet, Reed looked up. Beyond the walls stretched a vast grassland, teeming with enormous Titans, wandering aimlessly. As far as the eye could see, even
at the far end of his field of vision, their silhouettes were everywhere. There were hundreds of Titans just in front of him; how many were there in the entire world?
Tens of thousands would be considered good.
Thankfully, these walls kept the Titans out. Judging from the current situation, this hundred years of peace should continue, right? But Eren, who had read this manga, knew that
peace wouldn't last long; the Colossal Titan would soon come and smash through the walls.
Eren stamped his foot. The city wall was sturdy and tall, stretching endlessly. It was difficult for Titans to effectively damage it, giving one a sense of security. That was enough; he'd seen everything he needed to see. It was time to go back. After observing for a while, Eren squinted at the sun's height, preparing to descend the wall and return to the town. Titans found footholds on the wall, making it difficult for them to climb alone, but not
impossible for humans. The stone-built wall wasn't smooth; the edges of the bricks and the gaps between them could serve as support. Although it was difficult for ordinary humans to do... Eren secretly left the Nishinaga district alone, found a secluded spot, confirmed that there were no guards on the wall, and climbed up with his bare hands to observe firsthand
the creatures unique to this world, humanity's natural enemy—the Titans. "Ah..."
"What's wrong, you heretic! You were so cocky at first, talking about how vast the outside world is, why are you speechless now?"
Allen entered the town and headed towards home. Turning a corner into a secluded alley, he saw three menacing-looking delinquents surrounding a blonde girl. The leader, with his spiky hair
, held a book in one hand and pinned the girl against the wall, grabbing her by the collar. His tone was contemptuous: "Ugly freak, you're not happy?
If you don't like me, fight back with your fists!"
The blonde girl gritted her teeth, tears welling in her eyes, but her voice remained firm: "I would never do such a thing, otherwise, wouldn't I be just like you?"
"What did you say!"
The blonde girl's eyes hardened, her voice carrying a strong tone: "You only resort to violence because you agree with what I say, because you know it's right."
"Doesn't that mean you've already surrendered to me?"
"You, you ugly freak..." The man with the spiky hair was speechless, his face darkening with anger and embarrassment. He shouted, "So noisy! So noisy! I'll teach you a lesson,
you unreasonable, stinking woman!" A clever and strong brat? Too bad, he lacks the strength to protect himself. This must be Elmin, Allen's childhood friend from the original story.
"Stop!"
Allen, like a hero saving a damsel in distress, rushed over and shouted, "What do you think you're doing! Stop it!"
The three delinquents assumed fighting stances, and the chubby one laughed, "Haha, it's you again, Allen. Wasn't the last time enough for you? Want another taste?"
The boy with the spiky hair grinned and said, "Idiot, do you really want to be beaten up? This time, we'll definitely give you a good beating to vent our anger!"
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm not afraid of you, take this!" Allen jumped up and kicked the boy away. "Ugh! Give him a lesson!" The boy with the spiky hair stood up, clutching his chest, and shouted loudly. Driven by sheer willpower, Allen bravely fought back, but the age difference, both in size and strength...
He was at a disadvantage in terms of strength
, but just stared expressionlessly at the three delinquents in front of her. The trio, feeling uneasy under the girl's gaze, shouted, "Don't think you're safe just because you found a helper! Hmph, and she's a girl, she has no backbone at all. Today, you're dead!"
The moment she heard the word "dead," Mikasa's eyes widened, her pupils dilated, and a powerful aura suddenly emanated from her body. She pushed off with her feet, her hair flying, and charged into the trio, delivering a heavy punch.
The blow landed on the chubby boy's stomach. Before he could react, he clutched his stomach and lay down. The girl with the quicker reaction, swung her fist and charged at him. Mikasa grabbed his fist and pulled hard, causing him to lose his balance and stumble forward. The girl then elbowed him in the back, making him fall to the ground as well. "You, you, you stay away!" In the blink of an eye, the girl had cleanly and swiftly taken down her two companions. Hearing their screams, the third tall, thin man swallowed hard, his face filled with terror. Mikasa
loosened her fist, regaining her composure, and said expressionlessly, "You can leave."
"Aww! Yes!"
"If I see you again, I definitely won't let you off the hook!" Eren shouted a few words at the three who were leaving in a disheveled state, then looked at Mikasa with dissatisfaction and said angrily, "I could
have defeated them, you were just being nosy."
Mikasa said calmly, "If you go, you'll get hurt; if I go, it'll be over quickly."
"Hmph! But..." Eren curled his lip, turned around and reached out to help the blond boy sitting on the ground, saying, "Are you alright, Armin?" Armin looked at Eren's outstretched hand, but did not accept his
help. He endured the pain and stood up against the wall, saying, "I can get up by myself." Eren was stunned for a moment, and said somewhat awkwardly, "Really? Hehe, by the way, let me introduce you, this is my new family member, Mikasa Ackerman."
Armin wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes and said seriously, "Hello, I am Armin Arnold, it's nice to meet you, Mikasa."
"Please take care of me from now on." *2 "By the way, why did you get into a conflict with those people again?" Eren asked. "A book!" Armin suddenly looked flustered, looking around as if searching for something, then ran to the street corner and picked up a book from the ground. "Thank goodness it's still here." Armin stroked the cover with relief and blew off the dust. "Eh? This book, is this the book you were talking about?" Eren was also pleasantly surprised. "Yes, this is the book my grandfather secretly hid! I took it when he wasn't looking." Armin nodded affirmatively. Eren then said with some worry, "But, that's contraband. If they
find out, you'll be arrested by the Military Police."
"Oh? What book is it?" Seeing how excited the two were, Mikasa couldn't help but become interested and asked. Armin raised his hand and pointed to the city wall, saying, "It's the book that records the outside world." "This book says that a large part of this world is actually covered by water called 'sea,' which is very wide."
" Vast and boundless! And the 'sea' is all saltwater, inexhaustible..."
"How is that possible?"
"And also, I heard the highest mountain in the world is nearly nine thousand meters high!"
"Oh, wouldn't that touch the sky?"
"Water of fire!"
"Ice land!"
"Snowy sand plains!"
"The outside world is so much wider than inside these walls!" "If only we could go out and explore someday!"
Looking at the two little girls with hopeful eyes, Eren dutifully echoed their words from the original story. He didn't mean to mock their ignorance; on the contrary, he
felt a deep sadness for humanity, who had lived inside the walls and in the shadow of the Titans since childhood, never having seen the wonders of the outside world. "No, we absolutely can't go to the outside world," Mikasa said firmly, her face stern. "There are Titans outside, it's too dangerous."
"What's the difference?" Armin responded fiercely to the girl's words, "Sooner or later, the Titans will breach the walls and enter the town. Sooner or later, humans will have to
fight the Titans!"
"Impossible, that's impossible!" Mikasa gritted her teeth, refusing to change her mind. Eren patted Mikasa's shoulder, shook his head, and laughed, "You can deny her words, but you can't deny her dream."
"And Eren's dream..."
"My dream is to drive away the Titans, leave this narrow world, and go to the outside world to explore..."
...
Of course, my ultimate goal is to devour you, Annie, Helista, and the Sweet Potato Girl. Eren thought to himself,
Chapter Two
"Attack on Titan!"
A world where all sorts of Titans exist. Being killed is one thing, but here you're eaten. And unlike other manga like Naruto and Bleach, the combat power in this world is
extremely difficult to increase. Only hard training will do. But transmigrators should usually come with some kind of cheat. There are still a few years left, so I must develop my abilities in advance.
"Phew!"
Forcing himself to calm down, after all, he was twenty-eight years old before transmigrating, a seasoned otaku. Countless anime and movies on Earth had instilled in Allen the habit that his first instinct in any situation wasn't
to panic, but to analyze the situation.
"First, I need to know how much time is left before the plot unfolds. I remember Allen's location is somewhere south of Wall Maria. I'll go find someone to ask!"
With a plan in mind, Allen was about to take a step when...
"Allen!!" A lazy yet familiar voice. Allen knew this man was calling him.
"Hannis?" Allen subconsciously uttered the man's name.
"Ahem, call him Uncle Hennessy. You're really disrespectful!" Startled by Allen calling him by his name, Hennessy helplessly touched his hair and said.
Yellow hair, slightly hazy eyes, two red patches on his cheeks, plus that uniform with the badge—he really looked exactly like the person in the video.
"Did you go drinking again?" It was still this body's subconscious reaction. Suddenly, Allen felt some memories that didn't belong to him appear in his mind. The man before him, Hannes, was his uncle, whom he had watched grow up
. As for his parents, he didn't remember much dependence on them. His mother was busy with household chores, and his father, aside from his research, wasn't particularly interested in anything else. He seemed to be Hannes's child; old Hannes frequently visited their home at various times, and his parents seemed
quite welcoming. Hannes, who often stayed at their house, taught him to read and write, and told him stories of heroes and Titans. It could be said that Eren's childhood was spent under Hannes's protection.
After accepting these memories, the dizziness disappeared, and Eren truly controlled this body. At the same time, Eren also discovered that he had gained some strange abilities, but now wasn't
the time to study them.
"Hehe, you know, that's all I'm good at!" An awkward smile appeared on Hannes's face as he spoke in a muffled tone. Eren, who had watched the anime, knew that he had once argued with Hannes about his drinking, but the current Eren was not the same as before, so he didn't continue
the conversation . "Just came from my house, huh?" Brushing off his clothes, Eren tossed out a sentence and walked past Hannes. Having regained his memories undoubtedly made things much easier, so he casually asked a question. He knew that Hennessy had a habit of drinking while he was in the army. "Well, I helped your dad with some things, and afterwards I was inevitably thirsty and hungry!" This was Hennessy's usual excuse.

As expected, Wan Ge was right; Hannes' voice answered.
"Hmm, you remember well. No wonder you're the child I raised! Just like my son." Perhaps drunk, Hannes shamelessly gave himself a thumbs-up.
Realizing that saying anything to Hannes was pointless, Eren didn't continue until they arrived at the market.
Just like in the anime, many stalls were set up along the roadside. Most of the women here wore long skirts, and many wore hats, giving it a distinctly old European feel.
Human nature is complex. When the Titans arrive, will this peaceful town and its kind citizens still exist? With mixed feelings, Eren and Hannes arrived at an open area outside town.
"What are we practicing today?" Eren asked expectantly. A memory from the original Eren flashed through my mind…
My mother entrusted Eren's upbringing to Hennessy, ensuring he received basic military training from a young age. My father, engrossed in medical research, had no time to teach him
. Thankfully, my mother, Mrs. Kara, invited Uncle Hennessy, a veteran from the garrison, to be Eren's mentor. Unlike the original Eren's indifference, I was pleasantly surprised. Even on Earth, I knew that veterans who survived countless battles in the brutal, blood-soaked battlefield were invaluable; their experience, skill, and knowledge were unmatched. Uncle Hennessy
often stayed at our house to provide me with excellent instruction. Thanks to Uncle Hennessy's tireless guidance, I began my transformation at a young age. The original novel didn't describe Uncle Hennessy much. Not long ago, I asked my mother, Kara,
why Uncle Hennessy was so good to our family.
My mother told me: "Only by giving up what you cherish most can you obtain what is hardest to obtain."
She hoped I could become a new generation of hero, like the legendary Captain Revere. Having been exposed to the internet for so long, I immediately understood.
Every morning, I would wait at the training ground or outside my mother's bedroom for Uncle Hennessy, my mentor, to come out of her room.
"Eren, which do you think is more important, going outside to check on your family's safety or going outside?" Hennessy asked casually
, picking his nose. This was a really difficult question. Having honed his skills in the computer world of his previous life, he knew from these fragmented memories that Hennessy's relationship with his family wasn't so simple. At least that was true for Eren.
For at least five or six minutes, Eren remained silent, finally giving a childish answer.
"Equally important!" Eren clenched his fist and looked at Hennessy.
Okay, you win! Hennessy sighed inwardly and nodded at Eren. Perhaps he shouldn't have asked Eren this question, because even he himself wasn't sure of the answer.
"Perhaps if Mikasa were here, she would definitely say family is more important!" Eren thought of that taciturn girl, and he really looked forward to going home early to play with the goddess Mikasa! Eren
couldn't help but think to himself.
After a haphazard warm-up with Allen, Hennessy patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Allen, if you really want to go out, I suggest you work on your physical fitness! I've raised you since you were little,
and you've learned most of my skills. What you lack is physical fitness. Of course, you're still young, and your development isn't complete yet."
He then asked, "How can we improve combat skills?"
"Actually, improving combat ability involves improving nerve function, increasing athletic ability, and mastering action techniques. Therefore, the corps' training consists of psychological training, physical training, and technical
training. Specifically, our training plan divides training that can rapidly improve combat skills into basic training, explosive power training, resistance training, and combat training.
Pure basic training is generally the starting point, including endurance training such as long-distance running and stance training; flexibility training such as stretching and rope skipping. It also involves mastering some of the most basic and simplest offensive and defensive movements."
Strength training ,
After a short period of basic training, the focus should shift to explosive power training and sparring, supplemented by resistance training, and these should be done alternately. At the same time, basic training should not be abandoned, but rather
treated as a preparatory and conditioning activity.
Explosive power training is the main way to increase "skill". It generally involves repeated practice of elastic or sudden movements with a certain resistance. Several angles of force exertion are repeatedly performed. The key
point is to focus on the sudden stop of the movement to develop the force in the opposite direction of the movement. This is a highly effective method to improve explosive power. It is also essential for the effective use of three-dimensional maneuvering devices. Slashing training is
a combination of explosive power and offensive techniques, including striking ability, primarily improving speed and cutting depth.
The body cannot be invulnerable, therefore resistance training can only be a necessary auxiliary exercise. In intense exercise, even under the attack of a giant, one must persevere and ultimately win.
Gaining advantage requires not only a strong will but also physical resilience. Improving resistance generally involves rolling a solid ball or hard stick against the abdomen and limbs, or using a hard-yet-soft object
to impact a specific area. During training, pay attention to breathing coordination and avoid using hard objects or practicing on vital areas.
It's incorrect to view real combat as arduous and dangerous, and as a last resort for advanced training. After a short period of basic training, we should make real combat a regular part of our lives. That's why I
often take you hunting. When I was using my 3D maneuvering system for special training, you asked some questions yesterday: Is it better to move in a straight line or an arc? Which is better, fast or slow movement? What about the power...?
Which is better, hardness or softness? Should I pay attention to my breathing? Which foot should I put my weight on? The answers to these questions are: movements should contain both straight and curved lines, a combination of fast and slow movements, a balance of hard and soft power,
breathing that occurs consciously and unconsciously, and a flexible shift of weight between both feet…
There is no training without fatigue. Rapid training requires you to exceed your fatigue limit in each session. Training can be done every other day, but each session must have a sufficiently high volume
and intensity of exercise. After training, it is crucial to ensure adequate rest and nutrition.
Becoming an outstanding fighter is not what you dreamed of before training. Hard training will be tedious; the knowledge you've learned may vanish in actual combat. Under the powerful and terrifying
attacks of a giant, you will suffer all kinds of consequences, and a moment's carelessness could be fatal. If you relax your training even slightly, your fighting level will drop significantly. Overcoming these difficulties
requires only an indomitable will and scientific training methods.
Now, follow the steps I've taught you and do 1 set of each movement… A thousand repetitions to train your body to improve physical qualities: strength, speed, endurance, jumping ability, coordination, responsiveness, and explosive power.
After nearly an hour of discussion, Allen fully understood the principles behind his teacher's training methods. At the same time, Allen's admiration for Hennessy grew even stronger; in this era dominated by cold weapons, his physical qualities...
The physical training method completely surpassed his own world. He was absolutely certain that if he followed Hannes's training method, he could definitely develop a perfect body.
Physical strength, power, speed, agility, explosiveness, flexibility, and so on would be perfectly coordinated. "
A skilled craftsman must first sharpen his tools."
Develop a perfect body, and then train for attacks, killing Titans, and other techniques. With good steel, why worry about not being able to forge a good sword?
And so, the training began…
There's a saying in martial arts novels: "Time flies like clouds." Let's apply it. The new Eren is different from the original Eren. Feeling a sense of crisis, under the tireless guidance of the veteran soldier, he began
martial arts training several years ahead of schedule…
That day, it was very cold. Mikasa and Eren, who had participated in the training with Eren, couldn't withstand the chill and returned early. Just as they were about to go upstairs, they heard their mother, Mrs. Kara, moaning in bed
. Curious, the two tiptoed to the second-floor room. Listening closely, they heard murmurs and the mother talking about something like "fucking a hole." Mikasa didn't understand
, but our seasoned otaku Eren immediately did. A thought flashed through his mind, and without stopping Mikasa's curiosity, they hid by the door and peeked inside
. They saw a light on. (Note: Mikasa, now adopted, also calls Eren's parents "Mom and Dad.") On the large bed, Mikasa's mother lay, Uncle Hennessy knelt between her legs, supporting her thighs, his buttocks thrusting, a large penis
pumping in and out of her vagina. Her father, Jaeger, straddled her head, his large penis inside her mouth. Mikasa was stunned, then quickly continued watching. The mother, while sucking on the father's penis,
thrust her buttocks upwards in a jerky motion. As Hennessey's thrusts became more intense, she spat out the penis, moaning, "So good, so good, dear brother, Hennessey, my good husband... Oh, I'm going to
cum. It's coming... Ah... Ah... Ah..."
She thrust her buttocks upwards frantically, her whole body trembling, moaning and groaning. Hennessey, thrusting faster, watched
in astonishment as his large penis moved in and out of the mother's vagina, like a pestle being pounded. The mother, too, thrust her buttocks upwards, saying, "Oh, so good, dear husband, faster." Hennessey thrust rapidly, doing this dozens of times, then suddenly
stopped, collapsing onto his mother, panting. After a while, he got up, pulled out his penis, and the two children noticed it was wet, as if it had been soaked in oil.
Mikasa couldn't help but think: When will I be able to play that kind of game with my brother Eren like they did? Thinking of this, his face flushed red, and he could only watch again. At this moment,
his father, Jaeger, who had his penis in his mother's mouth, said, "How is it? Kara's pussy is getting better and better, isn't it?" Hennis said, "Really good." But then his mother laughed and said, "Big brother's penis is really thick too."
His father, who had his penis in his mother's mouth, said, "It's my turn to fuck your little cunt, wife." His mother nodded in agreement. As he spoke, his father, Jaeger, made his mother kneel on the bed, sticking her buttocks
out. Jaeger slowly inserted his thick penis into his mother's pussy from behind and began to fuck her. His father thrust very hard, making a loud squelching sound. Only then did Allen, a pure and innocent otaku, realize that
the sound of fucking could be so loud. After fucking for a while, his mother thrust her buttocks back violently and moaned, "Oh, that's great, I'm going to orgasm again, it's so fun." His father, Jaeger, also
hugged his mother's waist tightly and thrust his penis in and out quickly.
A moment later, both mother and father cried out simultaneously and collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. After resting for a while, the mother sat up. Her hair was disheveled, her face flushed, and she looked quite
alluring. Naked, she sat with her father and Hennessy, grabbed a cloth from the bedside, spread her legs, and wiped her vulva. The two children saw that her vagina was leaking white fluid, wet and sticky
, covering her pubic hair and thighs.
As she wiped, the mother said to her father and Hennessy, "Look at you two, shooting out so much semen."
The father and stepfather exchanged a glance and laughed, "Isn't this quite comfortable for you?" Kara laughed wantonly, "That's because of this." As she spoke, she grabbed one of their
penises with each hand. Hennessy laughed, "Without it, how could you be happy? Come on, baby, lick the semen off our two dicks!"
His mother laughed, "I'm just serving you." Then she tilted her head, holding one penis in each hand, sucking on one and licking the other,
cleaning .
Meanwhile, Allen watched the scene of one wife and two husbands having sex. Wasn't this the real-life version of the humiliation of a wife in a computer game? A threesome! He felt his penis already hard and began to stroke it,
glancing at Mikasa beside him. Underneath Mikasa's shirt, I saw something that almost made my nose bleed! Although she wasn't tall, her skin was fair and tender. Her eyes were watery, and she had a small, delicate nose and
the cherry-like lips typical of anime girls. But what I really noticed was her cleft, the two erect breasts swaying from it, and the two small
nipples aroused by the sight before me! Damn, I've never been with a virgin! I'm still a virgin! If the timing weren't so bad, I would definitely take Mikasa right there and then, just look at her proud breasts and curvaceous legs,
her virgin flesh already wet from being tightly bound by her combat pants... Damn, I'm going to break her virginity! Mikasa, you're mine, losing your virginity and deflowering is just around the corner...
That inner beauty, that outer allure, her maternal care for me, her aloof and cold temperament, and her sharp and intimidating strength... No wonder she's the goddess in the hearts of otaku, let me care for her
, cherish her, and possess her.
At the same time, my lustful thoughts weren't satisfied with just fantasies about her. I gently embraced Mikasa's slender and delicate body, and amidst her shy and hesitant demeanor, I fiercely kissed her alluring little lips. I stuck out my tongue,
pried open her trembling teeth, and delved into my lovely goddess's little mouth... Mmm... So sweet... So fragrant... Ah... The fragrance of a virgin.
As the passion of our kisses intensified, Mikasa gradually grew accustomed to my exploration of her tongue. Of course, Mikasa's tongue was rather clumsy, remaining somewhat awkward inside. During the kiss, her face flushed
. I began to encircle her slender waist, so delicate and thin, easily encircled in one hand. It felt wonderful.
At this moment, Mikasa turned to the side, allowing me to embrace her from the side. I could feel the hormones of a virgin, her breath, and her alluring, full curves. My wicked goal was to take her right there and then
, to let her feel my masculinity and strength. Before, I always wanted her little hands to touch my most exciting spots, but we were both still young, and I was afraid that anything too intense would frighten her. Slowly, my other
hand roamed over Mikasa's youthful, beautiful body. Perhaps because it itched, Mikasa began to wriggle. Afraid of being discovered, I pressed down on Mikasa with both hands: "Don't move, or Mom and Dad will find out
..." Almost simultaneously, both large hands landed on Mikasa's plump, virgin breasts and lower abdomen. I pressed them firmly against her untouched, full breasts, and began to knead them with lingering affection.
Mikasa was a little embarrassed: "No...don't..." The blush on her face started to reappear. "No...it's too sore...it's itchy...don't do this...stop~!!!
I...I said...when I grow up, I will definitely let you...let go...it hurts...don't press anymore...be gentle...don't...be gentle...it's so hot..."
"Oh...it's too hot...don't...press...it's sore...I...don't...want...don't kiss, no, don't touch...oh...I...can't take it anymore...hmm...
" The fair and tender virgin body was caressed by me, the small but full flesh was dented and protruded due to the pressure...the first time being caressed and sucked by the tongue of my beloved little man...the wet virgin
vulva was being pressed and rubbed by my knee.
The increasingly loud moans finally alarmed the 3 adults inside...
"Who? Who's outside?"
Everyone heard this shout. They quickly straightened their clothes and ran out to see. Upon seeing Eren and Mikasa, the three realized they had been seen by the two children and were immediately at a loss for what to do. Finally
, Mrs. Kara led Mikasa downstairs first. Dr. Jaeger took Eren outside and asked, "Eren, what did you see today?"
Eren panicked a little. A threesome, and with a stranger having sex with his wife—could he admit to this? He quickly said, "No, nothing, I didn't see anything!"
Jaeger said sternly, "Really? Then what's that puddle on your pants?" Eren immediately deflated, "I lied, I saw—saw—you and Uncle Hennessy having sex with Mommy
!" Hennessy explained, "That's sex, it's normal, but that's for adults. You're still young, you can do it when you grow up!" Eren asked, "When I grow up
? Then when I grow up I can do it with Mikasa, right? But Uncle Hennessy isn't Mommy's husband. How can he have sex with Mommy with Daddy?" Eren deliberately made things difficult for his father,
asking weakly with a wicked grin.
Alan's question left Jaeger deeply embarrassed. He thought to himself, "What should I do? How can I explain this? Was I too careless today?"
After a long pause, Jaeger gently stroked Alan's head and said slowly, "Alan, I'm sorry. We shouldn't have kept it from you anymore. A long time ago, when you were two years old, we met your Uncle Hennessy.
A lot happened during that time… and we eventually got together. I don't know why, but seeing my beloved wife, your mother, being held in Hennessy's strong arms and brutally
violated and humiliated always excites me. Even when I'm having sex with your mother, if Hennessy isn't there, it doesn't feel as satisfying. With your Uncle Hennessy joining us, our
sex life is even more enjoyable and exciting! I dare not tell anyone about this strange fetish, dare not mention it to anyone, including you. Your Uncle Hennessy has helped us so much since joining our family
… including supporting us. In my limited experience, having such a friend willing to share the burden is extremely rare in this twisted apocalyptic world." Dad only gave Mom's body
. It's nothing special. In fact, Mom is happier and more cheerful because she has a man's love now. Isn't that a win-win situation? Actually, after washing and cleaning, isn't she still Dad's good wife and your good
mother? I didn't dare tell you because I was afraid you were too young to understand, and it would cause trouble if someone told. Can you keep this a secret for Dad and Mom? "
I know Dad Jaeger's mentality is probably a cuckold fetish from his past life! Our parents are really keeping up with the times. Back when otaku watched those Japanese adult films about married women having affairs,
they'd yell that those husbands were useless, letting their wives be randomly checked. So stupid. But now, hearing Eren's dad's explanation has opened another window to my soul.
Yes, just like my Mikasa is so beautiful, there will definitely be many people who like her in the future. John Gilshey, that tall, handsome blond guy in the original work, he's always had a crush on
Mikasa. That guy has amazing skills and great luck, but he only wants to escape the battlefield and join the military police. If… I remember Mom saying that if you're willing to give up what you least want,
you can get what's hardest to get. Yes, if I do that… maybe I can get a strong teammate and a reliable back. Actually, I haven't given up anything. It's just that I want to be able to connect with the future."
It was just sharing with comrades who risked their lives, and there was also the terrifyingly powerful Captain Revel. Was he really as cold-blooded and ruthless as he was in the original story? Could I learn such sharp combat skills from him? Maybe
… I hadn’t lost anything… My confused heart suddenly cleared up.
I reached out and tightly grasped my father’s arm, nodding and saying, “I also like Uncle Hennessy very much. He’s a good teacher, and just like you, a good father to me.” I said deliberately, teasingly.
Jaeger understood that Allen had accepted their relationship and was overjoyed. He picked Allen up and happily explained, “Actually, at first I also thought I was a psychopath. How could I
let someone else have my most beloved wife? But after actually experiencing it, you can understand that indescribable thrill. In theory, there should be many people like me in this world. It’s just that
no one wants to admit it.”
Jaeger felt he had regained his masculine confidence and the dignity a father should have in front of his son. A smug smile flashed across his face. "My good son," he said, "actually, all this time I've been burying
myself in those mysterious things for you. Yesterday I succeeded. Come with me to the basement, I have a gift for you." "From now on, you'll have
the right to survive in this dangerous world ..."
Hearing Jaeger say this, Eren couldn't suppress his excitement. It was coming! He was about to obtain the Titan Transformation Serum. Through the fusion period between the Titan Serum and his body, he
could soon soar to the heavens just like in the original story.
As expected, Eren received the Titan Transformation Serum injected by his father ahead of schedule. Mikasa also received the same brainwashing from Mrs. Kara. A new relationship for the family of five was happily formed. Everything in the future became
uncertain. How would the future develop? Readers who like this chapter, please stay tuned.
Chapter 3
At this moment, inside the wooden house, the family of three sat around the table. Eren's father, Jaeger, was preparing food for dinner, while his mother, Kara, and his adopted daughter, Mikasa, were each holding a piece of white cloth
and embroidering something on it. "Mom, look! I'm finished!" Mikasa held up her handiwork and happily said to her mother, Kara.
"Really? Let me see!" Taking the drawing from her daughter, Eren's mother examined it carefully, then a knowing look appeared on her face.
"Mikasa, why did you draw Eren and the angel? And... this little figure..." The mother teased with a gentle smile, her words carrying a hidden meaning.
"I...I...I don't know!" Mikasa stammered, avoiding her mother's gaze, a blush rising on her fair face.
No one knows a son better than his father, and no one knows a daughter better than her mother. How could a mother not guess her daughter's reaction? However, as someone with experience, she knew she couldn't press the matter too much, and could only gently say, "Alright..."
"Mikasa, well done! When you have your own child, you must teach her this too!"
"Child?" Mikasa looked at her mother, puzzled. "How do you have a child? Like you, Dad, and Uncle Hennessy?"
Hearing her daughter's question, Eren's mother blushed slightly, passing the question to her husband.
"Mom doesn't know either, go ask your dad!" To hide her panic, the mother quickly pretended to be busy continuing her unfinished embroidery.
"Dad!" Mikasa looked at her father again.
"Ah, this question… this question… Dad isn't sure either! Hmm… you can ask Eren, he'll tell you, hmm, he definitely will!" The father
chuckled hastily, shamelessly throwing the bombshell at Eren.
"By the way, Uncle Hennessy is coming soon, Dad needs to focus on cooking!" After giving his daughter a gag order, Jaeger secretly wiped away a bead of sweat and focused on processing the vegetables.
Just then, there was a knock at the door!
"Knock knock knock!"
"Haha, you really are here right on cue!" Jaeger laughed and walked to the door.
Creak. The door opened.
And just then, Mikasa heard a familiar voice.
"Brother, look what good stuff I brought. Where's your wife? Come and help us out tonight, we're having a big feast. Mikasa, come help your uncle move things too." Hennessy's cheerful voice rang out.
Among these things were cloth, salt, tea, flour, dolls, and even some women's cosmetics and hygiene products, as well as a deer. It seemed Hennessy had paid her again
.
"What's with all this stuff? Hennessy. Don't give me so much money." Kara complained as she carried everything back into the house.
"Haha. Kara, don't worry, I have no family, no burdens, Eren, Mikasa, and you are my everything. It's all worth it to spend on you." It didn't cost much. I hunted the deer myself
.
"Yeah, Mom, Uncle Hennessy is amazing..." Mikasa looked at the items scattered on the floor. The little girl, clutching her new plush toy, became excited and jumped for joy.
The whole family worked together to move the clutter...
"Ha, Jaeger, you're clumsy at chopping vegetables. Let me help Kara cook." Hennessy chuckled and pushed Jaeger aside to enter the kitchen. Knowing that Hennessy's real intentions weren't what they seemed, Jaeger
smiled and enjoyed the leisure, returning to the living room to play chess.
Hennessy, entering the kitchen, looked at the pretty figure busily working at the stove. His heart warmed. His manhood also stood erect. He approached from behind and grabbed the beautiful
Mrs. Kara.
"Ugh, you lecherous devil, the child is here. Stop!" The beautiful young woman Kara, caught off guard, twisted her round buttocks and cursed.
Hennessy, aroused even more by her beautiful shout, seized the opportunity when he saw she was more embarrassed than angry, quickly pulling her slender body close once more.
"Hennessy, what are you doing? You're getting bolder and bolder! Let go! Let go! Dinner's almost ready! Do you want your whole family to go hungry? If you don't let go, your darling will get angry!"
Carla cried out anxiously, both embarrassed and angry.
Hennessy held her tightly, feigning innocence, "Carla, my darling, I'm sorry, but it's been four days since I went to the inner city last week to collect my salary and catch up with my old comrades. I don't know why I keep
dreaming about you these past few days, and I keep thinking about you. Every time I see you, I want to hug you. Darling, am I sick?"
Carla's face flushed slightly, but she wasn't so angry anymore.
Holding her soft, fragrant body in his arms, he felt a surge of pleasure. Hennessy couldn't wait to lift Kara's long skirt, strip off her panties, and shove his huge cock inside her from behind. Unfortunately,
the adorable Mikasa was playing with the new stuffed animal he'd bought her in the hall!
Seeing Hennessy's sorrowful expression, Mrs. Kara's sympathy stirred, and she forgot about his lecherous behavior. She said gently, "Alright, baby, you can hug me for a little while. Don't bother me while I'm cooking.
"
"Just for a little while? What if I miss you later? Will I still be able to hug you?"
"...Tonight, baby, you can hug me however you want. Just don't touch me now, otherwise, I won't be able to cook dinner, and I'll never talk to you again."
Hennessy nodded quickly, "Whatever you say, baby, I just want you to be happy."
Kara smelled Hennessy's masculine scent, felt his broad, warm chest, and the peaceful heartbeat. She slowly became infatuated with this feeling, and her face flushed. Her legs
were also getting wet…
“Ah… Mom, Uncle Hennessy, you…you two are hugging again? I’m hungry…”
Kara almost couldn’t resist Hennessy’s teasing. Feeling something was off, she quickly pushed Hennessy away when her obedient daughter Mikasa caught them. Feeling a little guilty, she stammered, “I…Mikasa
, go play in the hall. Mom will make dinner soon.”
Mikasa didn’t think anything of it. Anyway, it wasn’t the first time she’d seen Uncle Hennessy and her parents playing naked together. Seeing her mother talking to her, she said, “Mom and I are fine
in the kitchen. Uncle Hennessy, go call Eren back for dinner.”
Mikasa was hardworking and beautiful, straightforward and innocent. She volunteered to do many things, and started washing the cabbage. Mrs. Kara couldn’t shake off her shyness. Luckily, she almost allowed Hennessy to join in
. It wouldn’t be good if her daughter saw them. She quickly made an excuse: "Well, Mikasa can help Mom wash the vegetables. Honey, go call that wild boy Eren back. His training day and night is going too far."
Hennessy, seeing Kara's flustered expression, smiled slightly.
After dinner, the family of five sat chatting and laughing, enjoying themselves immensely. Hennessy, in particular, was quirky and knowledgeable, often making insightful remarks. His stories were often
unusual and absurd at first, but upon reflection, they seemed quite accurate. Sometimes Hennessy's words were shocking, and other times he was mischievous and playful, making the two girls giggle. This also helped Eren better
understand this broken world.
Time passed in laughter, and the moon hung in the sky. Jaeger, a little tired, got up and said, "I'm going to rest now, you guys continue chatting."
"Mom, what's this?!" Mikasa asked curiously, holding a flat, round stick.
Seeing the object in her daughter's hand, Kara blushed, unsure how to explain. She could only bite her lips and cast a helpless glance at Hennessey.
"Mikasa, this is an animal's pee-peeing tool. Don't take it carelessly, or you'll wet the bed!" Seeing the woman's pleading eyes, Hennessey had no choice but to snatch the deer penis from Mikasa's hand
and explain helplessly, adding a presumptuous sentence to prevent future trouble.
"Pee-peeing? You use this? Why is it different from mine? The difference is too big. It's so strange!" Mikasa's little face was full of confusion.
"Honey, you need to teach Mikasa some basic knowledge, or you'll make a fool of yourself later!" Hennessy said, giving Mikasa a headache-inducing look.
"I...I can't, why don't you tell me!" Mrs. Kara hurriedly refused, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"How do I teach her? Isn't this kind of embarrassing thing something a mother teaches her daughter? Why do you speak as if I know it all? Eren, what's with that expression? Haha, you little rascal, so precocious.
Go teach Mikasa."
"Ah, me?...I don't know either." Embarrassed, Eren repeatedly refused; he was only eleven years old. Although he knew what was going on, he was too embarrassed to teach her. Before his rebirth, he lived in the internet
age, where even small game advertisements contained explicit content. How could he not be corrupted by such a world?
“Eren, how am I supposed to explain this? Like, what parts of a man shouldn't be touched, what parts of a woman shouldn't be touched—these are common sense. Otherwise,
what if Mikasa suffers if she makes other friends later?” Hennessy said seriously. Eren didn't look up; if he did, he would see his mother's flustered and helpless expression, her soft lips almost bitten raw, her face flushed crimson.
A strange thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Since I'm going to take Mikasa with me later… why not ask Uncle Hennessy now… “I really don't know. Could you please
teach Mikasa, Uncle Hennessy?” Eren stood up and pleaded with Hennessy.
“What's wrong with you two?” Mikasa asked curiously.
“Nothing, Mikasa. Come here to your uncle. Uncle will teach you some things girls should know.” Hennessy reached out to pat her head, then grabbed Mikasa's slender waist and lifted her onto his
lap. Eren helplessly watched this scene, gently clenched his fist, and leaned back on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest. Mrs. Kara breathed a sigh of relief and picked up her embroidery again.
...
"Hmm...!" Mikasa blushed as she realized she was being held in Uncle Hennessy's arms, but she didn't run away. Instead, the innocent and naive little girl leaned back and hugged
Hennessy's back like she was with her parents.
A masculine scent entered her nostrils, a scent she liked, a scent that captivated her, a scent that brought her peace, yet also a scent that made her uneasy.
"Mikasa, what are you touching!" Feeling a soft hand sliding on her back, Hennessy knew it was Mikasa, but he still asked curiously. After all, Mikasa
didn't even , probably just thinking it was fun.
"Uncle Hennessy, you're so amazing! How do you know everything? Why is Deer's pee-pee so long, but mine isn't? You and Daddy also use that thing to insert into Mommy's pee-pee.
Is it peeing in Mommy's tummy? It's so dirty!" The little hand slid over the centipede-like wound, and Mikasa asked forcefully.
"Ugh... Silly girl, what are you thinking about!" Kara couldn't take it anymore. She hurriedly dropped what she was doing and ran upstairs. Eren was both amused and exasperated, twitching uncontrollably.
Although not entirely upright, Hennessy, who still considered himself Eren and Mikasa's mentor and father, didn't do anything more wicked. He simply wrapped one arm around Mikasa's slender
waist, feeling the sweet fragrance of the young beauty and the heat of her delicate body. His palm gently rubbed her still-developing bottom, while his other hand, through her thin clothes, grasped her small, delicate breasts, rubbing and
groping them while explaining the things girls should pay attention to... After spending a considerable amount of time explaining these things to Mikasa, the tormented Hennessy coaxed the two girls to the bedroom,
then, clutching his groin, rushed to Jaeger and his wife's bedroom. A rustling sound arose, and the beautiful melody was about to begin again. The moon on the rooftop was so ashamed that it hid behind layers of clouds
...
It is said that the Survey Corps is returning today.
In the evening, when the three little ones arrived at Wall Maria, the surrounding area was already bustling with activity. The roadside was lined with people who had gathered after hearing the bells; men, women, young and old, all sorts of people, forming a
sea of people. At first glance, it seemed as if a large number of people had gathered there, but in reality, it was only a small portion of the residents. It's worth noting that the total population of Nishinaga District is over 30,000, and
there are probably only a few hundred people here at most. It's easy to imagine that the return of the Survey Corps isn't something the residents of the district care about. Moreover, a large portion of the crowd is just there for the spectacle. At most, only
the relatives of the Survey Corps members are truly looking forward to their return. Eren had heard his Uncle Hannes say that after humans fled into the city walls, many overcame their fear and confusion, regained their confidence and dreams, and formed the Survey Corps to strive to drive out the Titans
. When the Survey Corps returned from their expedition outside the walls, each scene looked like a triumphant military parade. For the residents of Nishioka Shina District, who usually lacked entertainment,
the expedition or return of the Survey Corps was a large-scale, lively event. However, all of that was in the past…
A century of peace had passed, and no one died from the Titan invasions anymore, but most of the heroes who went beyond the walls had sacrificed themselves. There was no need to reclaim the world outside the walls; going beyond the walls was meaningless. Just live happily like this. It wasn't just the soldiers of the garrison who thought this way; this unwritten rule had probably been deeply ingrained in people's hearts, and most people had willingly become caged birds. The cheers of the crowd gradually subsided, and Eren heard the sound of horses' hooves amidst the noise, chaotic and without any rhythm. The crowds on the side of the street blocked the view of Eren and his companions. Only when they stepped onto the wooden crates beside them could they see the Survey Corps' situation clearly. The scenes in the manga were far less
heartbreaking and shocking than reality. Of the hundred-plus soldiers who set out with impeccable bearing and high morale, only twenty or thirty have returned. The surviving soldiers are in a sorry state, more than half of them slightly wounded, some with severed
arms or legs, and some even brought back as corpses. This was supposed to be a short expedition lasting only half a day, yet it has caused considerable losses. Every soldier's face is solemn, filled
with pain and confusion. "Only this many returned?"
"The others must have been eaten."
"It's because they had nothing better to do than keep running outside the walls."
"Would they not have come back if they hadn't ended up like this?"
...
Just by observing the state of the victims and the expressions on the soldiers' faces, it's clear that the situation is far from satisfactory. The residents may have sensed this as well, hence the sparse cheers. But
judging from the lack of disappointment and the murmurs of discussion at the scene, perhaps the Survey Corps was never expected to succeed in the first place. Is the best way to avoid disappointment simply to have no expectations? Allen's sharp gaze was fixed ahead like that of a cavalryman. Though his face was smudged with dust and dirt, bloodstains were visible on the left shoulder of his coat, indicating an injury. Despite this,
the cavalryman skillfully controlled the reins, guiding his horse forward at a normal pace. He keenly noticed the eager gazes of Allen and his two companions, avoiding eye contact, his spirits low.
He lowered his head, pulled up his hood to conceal his expression, and said, "How could this be..." Elmin stared at the scene before him in disbelief. "Mozes! Mozes!" An old woman rushed out from the crowd, about fifty years old, with snow-white hair and a slender frame. She staggered towards the corps commander, grabbed
his coat, and asked with a glimmer of hope in her eyes, "Excuse me, I can't see my son Mozes. Where is he?"
"This is Mozes's mother... bring it here,"
the corps commander instructed his second-in-command, whose right eye was injured, and handed the old woman a blood-stained cloth bundle. The old woman looked at the bundle in her hand, as if she had thought of something. Her eyes dimmed and her focus shifted. She frantically unwrapped the cloth, revealing a tattered, blood-stained severed arm!
"I'm sorry, we only managed to retrieve this..."
"...Waaaaah..."
"Waaaaahhhhhh..."
The old woman, clutching her son's severed arm, knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly. Her body looked frail and weak. Seeing this horrific scene, everyone around was speechless.
Even Allen, accustomed to the tragedies of the real world, couldn't help but clench his clothes.
Since participating in the Survey Corps' expedition meant the possibility of not surviving, whether it was the soldiers or their relatives and friends, they all embarked on the expedition with considerable resolve.
But when their loved ones truly died tragically, what good was even the greatest resolve? The separation of life and death was not something that could be easily dismissed. "But, my son made a contribution, didn't he?"
The old woman, her face streaked with tears, questioned the corps commander with a choked voice, "Even if he didn't achieve any direct merit... his gains from this expedition were significant, weren't they?"
"My son's death became a cornerstone of humanity's counterattack, waaaaah. Isn't that right?"
"Isn't that right!" The old woman cried out hoarsely.
The residents on the street abruptly stopped, all eyes fixed on the corps commander. A deathly silence fell over the area. "Of course—"
"No…in this investigation, we still haven't found anything!"
"It's all because of my incompetence that the soldiers sacrificed themselves in vain, without being able to uncover their true identities!"
Undeterred by the terrifying Titans, unwavering in the face of death, the iron-willed man with the statue-like, imposing face shed tears, his voice hoarse as he roared, leaving tire tracks behind. His winged figure disappeared around the street corner. They passed through the main gate, and would have to travel along the main road connecting the north and south districts of the city to return to their barracks. They didn't know how much ridicule
they would "This is terrible."
"They could have lived safely inside the city walls."
"Soldiers, what a waste of tax money."
"Exactly! It's like we're fattening them up with our tax money... Hey kid, what are you doing!"
Hearing the complaints, Eren, who had a favorable impression of the Survey Corps, became agitated. He pulled a piece of firewood from behind his back and slammed it on the head of the adult he disliked. Mikasa, quick as a flash, grabbed
Eren by the back of his collar and, before the angry adult could retaliate, dragged the boy away at high speed. The Survey Corps' expeditions themselves were shrouded in secrecy; intelligence wasn't publicly available, and ordinary residents had no way of knowing what was happening. Furthermore, the dozens of expeditions had yielded little success, yet
the expenses were all paid for by taxes, naturally leading to discontent among the residents.
"But that's no excuse for your sarcastic remarks!" Another brick flew towards him.
"Ouch! Kid, you're all in cahoots, aren't you? Don't run, stop
right there!" Even the timid Elmin, unusually impulsive, followed Eren's example and fled in panic.
"Welcome back!"
The three entered Eren's house and saw that dinner was already served. Aunt Kara scolded, "You're back too late, it's almost dark."
"Ah, a lot has happened!"
Eren unloaded the firewood and hurriedly sat down at the table to eat dinner. Suddenly, he noticed that Grisha and Jaeger had already finished dinner, dressed neatly, and packed their bags. He asked, "Dad,
are you going out now?"
"I'm going to make a house call in a town within two levels. It's a friend of your Uncle Hannes'."
"Wow, take me next time!"
"Eren said he wants to join the Survey Corps."
"Mikasa, didn't I tell you not to say that?" Eren rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache from the girl's overprotective nature. This was going to cause another conflict.
"Eren!"
Mrs. Kara rushed to Eren's side, grabbed the boy's shoulders, and said anxiously, "What are you thinking? Do you know how many people who went beyond the walls died?"
"Of course I know!"
"Then why did you say that!"
"Eren," Grisha. Jaeger picked up the conversation, asking, "Why do you want to go out?"
"I want to know what the outside world is like."
"I don't want to live my whole life ignorantly within the walls."
"And..."
"If no one takes over this job now, then all the lives of those who have died so far will have been wasted!"
"Is that so? Stick to your heart, son." Jaeger picked up his first-aid kit, stood up, and said, "It's almost time to board the ship, I should go."
"Wait, honey, quickly persuade Eren!"
"Kara, a person's thirst for knowledge can't be suppressed with mere words, Eren..."
"No!"
"Joining the Survey Corps is absolutely unacceptable!"
"Understandable?" Eren clenched his fists, exclaiming excitedly, "I think people who are content like livestock, only knowing how to sleep with Dad and Uncle Hannes and lead a debauched life, are far more foolish than that!"
With that, he turned and ran away in a huff.
"Eren..." Kara called out to her departing son, crouching down and looking at Armin and Mikasa with worry. "Armin, Mikasa, that boy is such a worry.
You must help him when he's in trouble."
"Okay,"
Mikasa ran in the direction Eren disappeared, and Armin followed. As he turned the corner, he looked back. Aunt Kara stood quietly under the eaves by the door. Seemingly sensing Armin's gaze,
she waved at him. He hadn't expected that the biggest obstacle to Eren's pursuit of his dreams would be his family. Just like in the manga, Eren thought bitterly.
But the Survey Corps was indeed the most dangerous. Humanity had formed three legions: the Military Police, the Garrison Corps, and the Survey Corps.
The Military Police, stationed by the King, maintained order among the people, guarded the inner city, and had outposts in various cities. They controlled firearms and prohibited books outside the city, but their reputation for greed and corruption was already well-known.
The garrison regiment, the largest in number, is divided into four major regions: east, south, west, and north. They normally guard various cities and are responsible for repairing and reinforcing city walls. They generally lack experience in fighting Titans, like Uncle Hannes.
Such cases are not uncommon.
The Survey Corps, mostly composed of reformers among humanity, challenged the Titan territory beyond the walls with a willingness to sacrifice themselves. They have the highest mortality rate and the fewest members of the three armed forces, but they possess the most combat experience,
the strongest individual combat power, and the courage to fight against hundreds.
If it were me, I would definitely want my loved ones to be away from danger and wisely choose one of the other two legions. Recalling the tragic scene when the Survey Corps returned, Eren suddenly felt a sense of dread
, fearing that he might follow in their footsteps. After all, the current Eren is not the same Eren he once was. Does the protagonist's halo still exist?
Oh well, it's still two years before I participate in the training corps, and choosing a legion is even more uncertain. I'll just have to wait and see. However, Mom's words today were too much. She actually pointed out the lewd relationship between Mom and Dad and Uncle Hannes. I guess I'll get a scolding from Uncle Hannes when I get back. I'll have to apologize to Mom
.
"Ha, what's wrong, Eren? Are you crying?" Armin and Mikasa caught up with Eren and found him sitting by the stream behind the mountain, noticing the swelling around his eyes. "Armin! No, nothing, I just bumped into something," Armin said慌张地, patting Eren's head. Mikasa also sat down by the stream and laughed, "Don't hide it anymore, regretting it now? You really don't learn your lesson."
"I didn't do anything wrong, how could I bow down to them?"
"Damn it!" Eren threw a stone, feeling empathetic, "I just said I wanted to go outside, why did I get such disdain?"
"That's because people only live inside the city walls, and it's been peaceful for the past hundred years. To prevent people from rashly going out and attracting those guys into the city walls.
" "Eren is right." Eren had always admired this clever little girl in the manga, adding, "Humans also have many factions, the reformers should leave..."
" Go outside
"But now it seems that because the reformers haven't accomplished anything, the conservatives have gained the upper hand."
"That's why the royal government's policy is so strict, making interest in the outside world a taboo."
"But, is that really the only reason?" Armin thought seriously. Eren said irritably, "We risk our lives, that's our freedom, they can't interfere."
"Absolutely not, not at all!" Mikasa looked at Eren quietly, her tone calm but firm. "By the way, I was talking about you, you actually dared to expose me in front of my parents!"
"I don't remember saying I would help you."
Armin sighed, his mood somewhat low. "I think so too. However, I think people who think they can live forever inside the walls have a really problem with their thinking. Even if the walls haven't been destroyed for a hundred years, the root..."
There was no guarantee it wouldn't be destroyed today…”
Several young men and women were filled with emotion, remaining silent. “Because they dare not face it.” Eren pointed ahead, at the prosperous and peaceful scene on the other side of the river. “How wonderful everything is for them now. If the wall is destroyed, what kind of life will they face?”
“It’s not that they haven’t thought about those things, but they dare not face them. They live forever in their own subjective world, unwilling to believe or face wills that do not conform to their own thoughts.”
“Just accepting the hypocritical status quo…”
Eren, already integrated into this apocalyptic world, clenched his small fists tightly. This wall will break. There are less than two years left before the Colossal Titan attacks. Can I change the wheels of history?
Can I save my parents?…
Mikasa stared blankly at his not-so-broad back. This boy had given her a second home, allowing her to live without worries as before, and
even .
"Stop overthinking!" Armin shook her head frantically as she watched Eren clench his fists and gaze into the distance. She realized that even the last bit of space in her heart was being devoured by Eren
. Was she really going to steal Mikasa's man if things continued like this? The boy's friendship with Mikasa made her feel guilty towards her.
After dinner…
After dinner, Eren rested for a while, then went straight to the back mountain to cultivate. It was spacious enough for cultivation. There were no outsiders to disturb him.
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
Three consecutive sounds of tearing air rang out. Eren combined his slashing, thrusting, and parrying movements into one. Having referenced various martial arts masterpieces from his previous life's online works, Eren's movements were clearly aimed for speed and accuracy—the simplest way
to kill an enemy : find their vital points.
"Hah! Behold my heavy sword, seemingly without edge, yet possessing effortless skill!"
With a roar, Eren stomped his foot, leaping 5 meters off the ground in a rapid mid-air flip. The iron rod in his hand slammed down, creating a sonic boom that followed a dull cracking sound,
leaving a nearly 2-cubic-meter crater in the ground.
"Hiss!"
Shaking his reddened hands, Eren was delighted. His physical attributes had noticeably improved since being injected with the Titan's essence. To what extent? He had only wanted to
test how much strength this would increase, but the violent recoil had almost injured him.
"Going all out would increase my strength to at least five times that of my adult self in my previous life, but that would be too much of a burden on my still-developing body, and would consume a lot of my stamina. As I get older, there should
be room for improvement. Why was Allen in the original work still so weak even after injecting the original fluid? I've been transmigrating for so long and haven't found any ridiculous system, spirits, rings, or anything like that. Maybe my
cheat is that I'm different from humans in this world, with an incredible affinity for the original fluid? And when I get angry, others don't know, but I'm actually
very aware ." After a moment of contemplation, Allen remembered the divine weapon used by the army… a paper cutter called a "cleaver"!
Allen didn't know how heavy that thin paper cutter was; the manga didn't say. Thinking about carrying several of them while being lifted into the air by the gas jet, that weapon probably wouldn't be that heavy. However, his
iron rod weighed eighty pounds, and without a handle, its flexibility was extremely low, and the recoil was terrifyingly strong. Once he changes his weapon, Eren is confident he can spin ten times per second without a problem. His
body is comprehensively developed—strength, agility, explosiveness, and endurance. It's multiplicative, while others are additive; there's simply no comparison.
These changes are things Eren doesn't want others to see; they'll only terrify them and make them think he's a monster. Once he joins the army, it'll be fine. Recently, his strength has increased significantly, and he's getting stronger and stronger
. Perhaps this really is a perk of being a transmigrator.
Days passed by amidst this playful banter. Eren continued to hone his skills in the mountains, Mikasa remained his little follower, and at home, day and night, in all places, he could still occasionally hear or witness
his parents' shameless and lewd acts…
…
The sun was about to set behind the city walls, its afterglow painting the sky a golden hue. Normally, as darkness fell, people would finish their tasks, turn off their lights, and go to sleep, ushering in
another quiet night for the Nishinaga district. This was how a day in the town would pass, life continuing year after year in an unchanging pattern, a cycle that had lasted for a hundred years and would continue in the same way. But this rhythm was shattered by a giant hand clinging to the city walls.
From the rising smoke, a gigantic head slowly emerged from behind the walls, its body uncovered, revealing a terrifying, gaping maw that stretched to its earlobes, and plumes of steam spewing from its exposed tendons.
It was the head of a giant!
"How could this be! Today? That city wall... a colossal Titan fifty meters tall has appeared..."
Eren's eyes widened suddenly, and he gasped. The Titan, taller than the city wall, appeared like a towering deity, its eyes scanning the city. A chill ran
through Reed's entire body; cold sweat broke out on his back, every hair on his body stood on end, and his heart pounded relentlessly. Humans seemed as insignificant as ashes and ants in its eyes. Its
gaze was cold and devoid of emotion, yet it sent shivers down Reed's spine, filling him with an unprecedented fear—the instinctive warning of facing a natural enemy. Knowing the plot beforehand, Eren immediately realized... " Oh no,
Mom...
"
A deafening roar echoed from the city wall again. The main gate, as if struck violently, shattered, unleashing a terrifying shockwave. Like a raging hurricane, it sent
the crowd gathered on the main gate street tumbling and flying. Countless boulders and fragments of rock flew through the air, scattering across the town and destroying many houses. Some unlucky individuals were even crushed to pieces by the boulders.
"The city wall... it's been breached?" Armin managed to squeeze out a sound from deep within his throat. The people stood up and looked back at the main gate. The colossal Titan had vanished, but the city wall was destroyed, with a hole several meters wide in the main gate.
Before the crowd could react, the other normal Titans gathered outside the wall had already entered one by one, beginning their invasion of the town. "Ah!"
"Run!"
"The Titans are in!"
The Titans appeared within the city walls. The onlookers suddenly realized the danger was imminent. Fearing the looming threat of death, they
rushed in terror towards the only escape route—the inner gate to the north. All semblance of courtesy vanished. Although the residents of Nishiokashina District were supposed to have risked everything to settle there, they never imagined the Titans could
actually break through the walls. The main gate had been breached, and the Titans had entered the city through it—a completely unexpected turn of events.
"Where the wall fragments flew, that's where our home is, and where Mom is..."
Mikasa followed Eren without hesitation. "Eren! Mikasa!"
Calling out to his departing companion, Armin stood rooted to the spot, trembling uncontrollably, his eyes filled with terror. He murmured, "Ugh... It's over... This town... This town is
about to be overrun by countless Titans..."
"You go first, Armin."
"We'll go home to find Mom first, then we'll catch up with you."
"...Really? Then you must come find me!"
"Don't worry, we'll all be safe."
He ran towards Eren's house. The city was in extreme chaos due to the Titan invasion. All he
could see along the way were panicked people fleeing for their lives. Some houses were damaged, and boulders were embedded in the ground on the streets. Beside some of these boulders, several heartbroken women were crying and calling out, clearly their loved ones had been crushed beneath them, their chances of survival extremely slim.
Hearing the sorrowful cries, Eren felt increasingly uneasy. "Don't let anything happen... Home... Mom..."
He seemed to hear Eren's cries from afar. Turning a familiar street corner, what appeared before Eren was a collapsed house. His beautiful home, which he remembered, was now crushed by a boulder,
reduced to a pile of broken tiles and beams. "How could this be... Mom... Mom!"
Eren quickened his pace and rushed to the ruins of the house in a few steps. He saw Kara trapped under a broken pillar. Eren and Mikasa were standing alone to one side, trying to move the pillar. Although Eren now possessed ten
times the strength of an adult, he couldn't support the weight of the house's main beam, which weighed several thousand kilograms. It rose slightly by a few centimeters before sinking back down.
"Thump—!" "Thump—!" "Thump—!"
A series of thunderous booms echoed around them, and all three felt the ground tremble slightly, as if an earthquake had struck. They were all stunned.
The Titans had arrived! The Titan that ate Mom is coming…
“Hurry, Mikasa, hurry!”
“I know!”
Mikasa, on the verge of tears, jumped to Eren’s side and reached under the main beam. “One, two, three—! One, two, three—!”
“Mikasa’s back too?” Kara smiled with a hint of relief. “That voice, it’s a Titan! The Titan has come in, hasn’t it?”
“Eren, you guys run! Run!”
“I want to run too, but come out here! Run together!”
“Mom’s leg is broken. Even if we get out of here, we can’t run anymore. You know what I mean, right? You…”
“I’ll carry you!”
Two lines of tears streamed down Kara’s face as she gritted her teeth and shouted, “Why do you always disobey Mom? At least listen to her one last time!”
“Mikasa!”
Kara called out to Mikasa for help. The girl lowered her head, her long hair obscuring her face, but tears dripped onto the ground. “No… I don’t want to!”
"...Mikasa, take Eren, you two go! You should know the situation!"
The Titan, accompanied by the rumbling of the earth, drew closer, step by step. Though its speed was as sluggish as a bull's, the distance between the four and the Titan steadily and relentlessly closed. With each
deafening roar, Reid felt as if a sharp knife was pressed against his heart, slowly piercing it. Why? Why did it have to be like this again! I despise those who wallow in false peace, but wasn't I the same? Knowing this would happen, why didn't I pay attention to the dates when I read the manga
? I regret it so much... I... I could have rescued Kara's mother!
But now…
“You two, run! If this continues, all three of us will…”
“Hannis!”
Just as the four were at their wits’ end, Hannes of the garrison appeared just in time. Kara, as if seeing a savior, shouted, “Quick, take the children and run!”
Looking at Kara trapped under the roof, Hannes took a deep breath and revealed a smile that was more like a grimace. “You underestimate me so much, it’ll bother me, darling. Kara, I’m going to kill that giant, and that will save the three of you.” Hannes drew his sword and charged forward, his whole being exuding a certain aura.
The situation was tense. Previously, safety was always the top priority when facing Titans; the cunning and sly soldier had lost his former cowardice. Beneath the ruins lay his old lover, and beside him were Eren and Mikasa, whom he considered his own flesh and blood.
"Save my woman, my child! Hannes isn't afraid! Damn Titan, come on, roar... Even if I die today, I must kill you first!"
At this moment, fighting the Titans was a gamble that could save everyone...
"You can't fight! My dear husband, I know your past. There's no hope. For the sake of our years together, please save the children and leave. Please... Waaah..."
Should he respond to Kara's wish, or continue his "wife-saving strategy"? "...
Please! Waaah..."
"I—!"
The seemingly utterly uncivilized giant stood naked before Hannes. With each step forward, his protruding beer belly jiggled violently. As for
what was in his stomach, Hannes knew without a doubt—perhaps he was overjoyed at seeing his next prey. A smile of unbridled delight appeared on the giant's face, a twisted smile that sent chills down one's spine
.
Hannes trembled as he sheathed his blade, turned, and ran back to the collapsed house, grabbing the two dazed children. "Thank you, Hannes," Kara said with a relieved, bittersweet smile.
Eren, carried on his shoulder, struggled and cried out, "What are you doing?! Hey... Mom, she's still there!"
"Eren, Mikasa, Hannes, you must live on. Hannes, I love you. I've never regretted it. Treat my children well. Goodbye."
Faced with the sudden disaster, Eren suddenly realized that no matter what extraordinary experiences he had, no matter how hard he had trained for a year, his twelve-year-old body, without the 3D teleportation device,
meant he was doomed against the Titans. Everything was decided the moment the walls were destroyed. He had witnessed the death of his loved ones in this world.
"I will! I definitely will!" The gaunt man, carrying the two children, shed tears of painful self-reproach... He ran away, not daring to look back at the impending doom of his beloved
woman, fearing that he, carrying the hope of his two children's survival, would immediately collapse and rush towards the Titans.
"—What are you doing!"
"I was so close to saving Mom!" Eren pounded on the back of Hennessy's head, shouting, "It's all your fault! If
I hadn't interfered!" "Wake up!" Hennessy winced in pain, shoving the somewhat irrational Eren off his shoulder. Mikasa quickly broke free and helped Eren up from the ground.
"Eren, you couldn't save your mother because you weren't strong enough... I'm a coward too... Waaah..." the weeping man screamed.
A single sentence struck Eren's deepest wound. Eren angrily swung his fist at Hannes, but it was caught. "And I... I didn't fight the Titans because I lacked courage," Hannes said, tears of regret streaming down his face, weeping for his own cowardice. The two looked at each other and wept, speechless. "Ah...is that so..." Mikasa recalled something, clutching her head in anguish, murmuring...
The setting sun cast long shadows around the three of them...
This chapter is just a transition; I got so caught up in the story that I didn't want to make the tragic events of their childhood loss too explicit...
Chapter Four:
The Sudden Attack of the Colossal Titans. The unprecedented invasion of the Titan horde plunged the residents of Shiganshina District into the abyss of hell.
After several days of chaos, the city resembled a scene from hell. In Shiganshina District, with a total population of less than 20,000, including the missing, the total number of casualties exceeded 5,000. The roads
were piled high with gruesome corpses, the surface stained dark red with blood. Although the low temperature slowed the decomposition of the bodies, the stench was still overwhelming. Of course, as long as the decomposition was handled quickly, there was no need to worry about triggering a plague, but it was still a horrifying scene capable of corrupting hearts.
While the Titans displayed overwhelming ferocity, those who fell victim to them accounted for 70% of the total casualties. The rest were man-made disasters caused by the chaos.
The damage to buildings was also severe, with nearly a hundred houses completely or partially destroyed. Even now, flames could still be seen leaping from various parts of the city, and the final losses might
be twice as much as currently estimated. The resettlement of refugees remained a mystery.
Despite the extremely severe damage to residences and other buildings, ironically, the myth of security had collapsed. This was a situation that neither the Legion nor the King's government had anticipated, and the residents
' trust in these two entities had plummeted.
Eren had a dream, a dream of being attacked by Titans.
He knew it was a dream because he saw the same scene every time he fell asleep.
A gigantic, skinless Titan's head appeared atop the majestic "Maria" wall, followed by billowing steam. A colossal hand, blotting out the sky, swept across all the wall's defenses
. A row of smoothbore cannons collapsed and destroyed like dominoes before its power. The impact of the extreme collisions sent sparks flying between the steel cannon barrels, igniting piles of gunpowder barrels and causing secondary explosions… A terrifying abyss-like scene unfolded before Eren's eyes once more.
"It's happening again…"
Perhaps overwhelmed by pain, Eren, still asleep, had a contorted face and trembling limbs.
"Hey, stop! Let go of my mother! Aaaaaah!"
Although demanding something from a dream was pointless, he still had to roar. He never wanted to see his helpless mother, Kara, devoured by a Titan again.
However, the terrifying beer barrel Titan seemed unwilling to answer Eren's cries. Like a crushing fruit, the Titan gripped Kara's body tightly. Kara's entire body suddenly emitted terrifying sounds like popping beans ,
bones bursting out from beneath her cracked skin, and blood dripping continuously. Her gaping maw was open, a stench of blood and nausea assaulting the senses, clearly audible even from dozens of meters away …
Ahh ... I've already fallen ill... All of this is probably due to the tragic outcome and the extreme self-blame. Despite being a time traveler who boasted about saving everything, it all turned out to be nothing more than empty talk detached from the world of manga and movies. I've truly experienced the absolute terror of facing Attack on Titan firsthand.

Eren straightened up, patting his cheeks to rouse himself. "
I need to pull myself together; Mikasa still needs my care."
After muttering this to himself, as if talking to himself, Eren got up from the makeshift bed in the refugee camp.
But the moment he stood up, he wobbled like a sugar figurine. Unable to stand steadily, Eren bent over and sat back on the edge of the bed, then pressed his temples hard with his fingers. His head was throbbing;
was this the first time he'd had a high fever since coming to this world? Was he sick? His body seemed much weaker than he'd imagined.
Eren didn't give up, nor did he have the energy to treat his body well. If he surrendered because of mere dizziness, he'd probably be laughed at by Hannes and Armin.
But what motivated Eren wasn't just a man's willpower, but also Mikasa.
"Uncle Hannes, Mikasa... Mikasa's in trouble..."
"What? Armin, what happened? What happened to Mikasa?"
"Ah, Eren, you're awake."
Eren shielded his eyes from the sunlight with one hand and appeared at the tent entrance.
"I heard your voice! What happened? Where did you go? What happened to Mikasa?" Eren noticed Armin's unusual behavior.
"Where's Uncle Hennessy? Where is he? We went to find medicine for you and encountered a group of bad guys. They wouldn't let us leave, they wanted to... wanted to... wanted to assault us. I'm sorry, I'm useless. I couldn't help
Mikasa. It was Mikasa who fought off a few of them, allowing me to escape in the chaos. Hurry and save her, or it will be too late... Waaah..."
"Damn it, hurry, lead the way."
"But, your health?"
"Don't worry, it's nothing serious, just a cold. Come on, let's hurry." Eren grabbed Armin's small hand and forced himself to run...
Under Armin's guidance, we ran as fast as we could. We were afraid that being late would lead to the worst consequences. Although I had already planned to make Mikasa my cuckold, she's still young, not even 12 years old
, and her body isn't fully developed yet. If she were gang-raped by a group of people, causing lifelong lacerations, cervical erosion, and other gynecological diseases, it would be a huge loss. Most importantly, my goddess Mikasa
's first time was mine! Ahhh... I'm so anxious!
Then I think about how pure and innocent Mikasa is, never before had another man pinning her down on the bed. Only I have touched her whole body and gently bit her little nipples. The more anxious I get, the more chaotic my mind becomes.
Images I least want to see keep swirling in my head. Thick, black penises slowly "plop" into Mikasa's little hole amidst her struggles and cries, and when they are pulled out,
they turn the tender flesh inside out with rough, calloused skin. Her sacred virgin blood drips "drip, drip," carelessly and cheaply onto the grass. Controlled by countless large hands, Mikasa passively yielded to each thrust of the man, her tender flesh kneaded and squeezed. Her face contorted with pain and utter despair… Mikasa
stared blankly at the naked crowd before her, like a dead woman, allowing them to manipulate her until she was pressed face down on the grass. A limp, black penis, with a "glug" sound, spurted its disgusting white semen, still oozing from the tip, and was withdrawn amidst the smug laughter of the disgusting thugs. Blood, vaginal fluid, and foul-smelling semen
overflowed from Mikasa's wide-open labia, dripping shamefully onto the grass along her soft pubic hair. The sticky substance, a mixture of countless men's semen, even left thin, sticky lines connecting Mikasa's crotch to the grass. Only a few drops of this disgusting, viscous sexual fluid had dripped. Another thick, large penis
plunged completely into Mikasa's battered vagina from behind, the remaining semen being pushed back into the girl's ravaged vagina by the new, large penis. Shamefully, it served as lubricant for the new, monstrous creature, assisting it in further ravaging this already tormented young goddess. The difference in age, body size, and
extreme mismatch in genitals meant that Mikasa's tender vagina was constantly in danger of being torn apart. Each violent thrust produced a "slap! slap!" sound, reaching straight to Mikasa's uterus, breaking through her flower bud… It was all over…
Ahhh… I should have watched fewer Japanese porn films. These scenes, burning with lust, exciting me, and tormenting me, lingered in my mind. I
ran with all my might, trying not to think about such things. I had to get there… I was going to kill you all…
The "Wall of Rose" could be called the second ring of the invasion of the human settlements of the world. The third ring was the "Wall of Maria." The first ring consists of three areas: the "Greek Wall," the center of the king's administration and the wealthy. In
a mountainous forest not far from the refugee settlement at the "Rosé Wall," our little Mikasa encounters yet another crisis in her life. Perhaps it's her destiny to face this ordeal. To treat Eren's high fever, the little bit of knowledge she had learned from her father, Jaeger, gives her the courage to go with Armin to gather herbs. Upon arrival,
they unexpectedly encounter this group of people.
These people are lazy and idle, spending their days robbing refugees of their meager possessions and relief supplies. They even kidnap and traffic women and children. Through despicable means and the secret aid of the wealthy,
they have gathered a large group of vagrants. Their most heinous act is using the stolen relief supplies to manipulate and traffic women, helping the rich oppress the common people. They are the most despicable group of thugs in the Roselle Wall area. Many families have been manipulated by these thugs; many married women have been forced into adultery, and countless honest
civilians have been harmed.
These guys have been frequenting refugee camps established by survivors who escaped from Wall Maria these past few days, scouting for attractive women. Some are forced and beaten, others are seduced with money and food, completing several deals.
Feeling weary of this, today they received a task from a wealthy man to find some extremely rare herbs. Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the forest with the herb map, they bumped into Eren's girlfriend, our little goddess Mikasa. Mikasa, with bright eyes and white teeth, petite and delicate, with flowing long hair, was truly a doll-like beauty.
Because of her escape, she hadn't brought many clothes. To gather herbs for Eren, Mikasa wore a shirt today, her slightly full breasts standing erect, her slender waist accentuating her
fair skin and youthful, aloof air, though still somewhat immature. But her exquisitely beautiful face was further enhanced by a delicate and charming air, making her so beautiful that it was almost unbearable to look at.
This made the group of thieving scoundrels feel a burning desire within them.
The villainous leader, who called himself Scorpion, lewdly exclaimed, "What a little beauty! That blond one is not bad either." (I'm too lazy to describe these extras; they're
like the rooster-headed, broom-headed, blond-haired, and bald men—they've all been thoroughly described by various masters, so describing them again would just make them look like ghosts.) Upon hearing this, Armin, upon hearing this, thought, "This is from a pirated comic I read before. The translation is terrible. Armin is actually Armin, a boy. But what's done is done, three chapters have already been written. Let's just make the best of a bad situation
and turn him into a little girl, still calling him Armin. It's fanfiction, so I'll make slight changes. It's harmless, please forgive me. I curse that lousy translator, damn it, he really screwed me over!"... Knowing things were getting bad, her extremely high IQ allowed her to guess the malice of the people in front of her. Mikasa, who suffered a terrible childhood...
Not stupid, the two little girls cleverly turned to run away. But the Scorpion Man wasn't about to let them escape. His terrible experience in the wealthy district had instilled in him a perverse desire for little girls. He yelled for a group of thieves to surround them. Knowing that Armin was defenseless, Mikasa
quickly stepped forward and knocked the two thieves aside, clearing an escape route for Armin. Just as she was about to get up and charge forward, the Scorpion Man shoved her to the ground. The rational Armin knew they couldn't fight them, so he quickly ran towards the refugee camp to find Uncle Hanis for help. Although cute and pretty, the runaway
girl was clearly not as alluring as the one before him. He could easily send a few thieves after her;
even if she went to get reinforcements, what could she do to him on Wall Rose? Didn't she know how powerful his background was?
Now that he was surrounded by his own people, the Scorpion Man became even more brazen in his advances towards Mikasa, even forcibly hugging her. Mikasa blushed crimson with embarrassment, opening her mouth several times to cry out, but her proud
nature prevented her from behaving like a weak woman. She clenched her small fists and could only desperately push him away and struggle.
The little beauty was as fiery as a chili pepper, perfectly matching the Scorpion Man's perverted desires. Seeing Mikasa's pitiful yet struggling appearance, the Scorpion Man's wicked thoughts surged, his viciousness revealed. He dragged the little goddess under
a large tree, where the fallen leaves were plentiful, making it a comfortable place to do his thing… "Ahhh, my goddess Mikasa! God, strike this beast down with lightning! Damn it!" He grabbed Mikasa, refusing to let go no matter how much the little girl struggled. The pure and innocent Mikasa never imagined he could be
so despicable. Clearly, he intended to rape her in broad daylight right here in the forest. Her small, white hands desperately pushed against the scorpion man's bulky, heavy body, but her small arms and hands were no match for his clutches.
She couldn't believe he would be so savage as to try to rape her; how could there be such a daring lecher in the world? The little Mikasa girl finally panicked: "Waaah, Uncle, no... Waaah... I won't..." "Yes
... my dad is Hennessy, an elite member of the Survey Corps... if you keep doing this, boohoo... he won't let you off."
The scorpion man had never heard such a moving cry from a little girl. He tightened his grip on her slender waist, lewdly grinning, "...Heh...heh ha... little beauty
, my little beauty, I know you're scared, don't be afraid. Ahaha, up close you are indeed a beauty. I'm not afraid of your dad, heh heh.
We have people behind us. Give up today, no one will come to your rescue. If you don't comply, I'll rape you, then you'll be in trouble, and after I'm done with you I'll have my brothers do you too. Haha
... one by one... inserting into your little fleshy pee-pee... heh heh heh. Thirteen of you... heh heh heh, until you're hugging us and calling us uncles and big brothers... how about that? Scared?... Be good. If you're good, I'll buy you candy later."
"Don't be afraid! Haha... Good girl, don't cry, you're all smeared with tears. You haven't tasted my thing yet, have you? Lots of girls have tasted it, I guarantee you'll have a lot of fun later. Don't play house
, that's much more exciting, hahaha..." Little Mikasa knew this man definitely wouldn't let her go so easily, and her heart was in turmoil. Her pretty face flushed red as she endured his lewd words, crying sadly, using her delicate, snow-white hands to try and push away the broad shoulders of this lustful man, and desperately arching
her upper body back to prevent him from touching her still-developing, tender breasts. Although Little Mikasa tried her best to resist, as time went on, she gradually felt powerless and began to despair, hoping that Uncle Hennessy would come soon.
The scorpion man began to tighten his muscular arms and pressed the little loli's chaste, delicate, soft, and immature breasts tightly against his chest. "Hmm, so firm...undeveloped
little nipples...wahahaha..." Mikasa, the little loli, was a little out of breath. Growing up, apart from her beloved Eren and respected Uncle Hannes, no man had ever dared to treat her like this. The scent of a mature man's sweat filled her nostrils, and the little loli blushed, feeling a bit dizzy, unsure
why.
Scorpion Head felt the exquisite beauty in his arms exhale fragrant breath, delicate and beautiful, her face streaked with tears. A unique milky fragrance, characteristic of a little girl, permeated his senses. Two rapidly rising and falling mounds of
breasts pressed against her chest; even through the thin fabric, he could feel the two adorable little bumps protruding from her tender breasts... His blood surged, and ignoring the little beauty's struggles, he lifted our little goddess, supporting her shapely buttocks with both hands. The stunningly beautiful and innocent little girl was no match for the strong Scorpion Man.
She pounded on him with her fists, growing increasingly desperate, her body growing weaker and weaker. The goddess Mikasa shyly closed her dreamy, clear, and beautiful eyes, overwhelmed with shame and indignation.
The evil Scorpion Man stood on the ground, his left hand tightly around her slender waist, his right hand forcibly pulling down Mikasa's trousers. The panicked and adorable Mikasa struggled desperately, pushing him away, but to no avail. Soon,
his right hand removed her belt, pulling down her trousers to reveal her small white underpants. The Scorpion Man's actions became even rougher, his right hand grabbing and kneading her snow-white, pink buttocks, finding the feel exquisite—both bouncy and smooth!
Having her buttocks played with by someone other than Eren, Mikasa felt like dying. She struggled, but the Scorpion Man's left arm held her tightly, while his right hand began unbuttoning her shirt
. Mikasa fought fiercely to stop him, but suddenly she felt a chill on her chest. Before she could react, the man ripped her shirt apart with brute force and removed her white, camisole-like undergarment—it was all gone! The Scorpion Man gave Mikasa no chance to resist!
The beautiful and alluring little goddess, Mikasa, her delicate, smooth skin like a sculpted jade, her lovely little girl body almost completely naked before the group of thieves. The thieves stared intently at
the whistling, their mouths watering. Before them, the beautiful girl's slender, alabaster shoulders and a pair of small, white, undeveloped breasts were perfectly displayed. The young girl's tender breasts, as smooth and lustrous as jade, were almost completely exposed, breathtakingly beautiful, perfectly proportioned, with a shallow cleavage between them. This tiny cleavage
stirred the thieves' desires, igniting their lust. Some had already pulled down their pants, their large, bell-like eyes bulging as they masturbated…
Mikasa's alluring, fair, and delicate legs were smooth, warm, soft, and elastic, without an ounce of excess fat, perfectly maintaining the firmness, softness, and luster unique to a young girl's legs. Her white
panties couldn't completely conceal her slightly raised mons pubis and a few sparse, curly pubic hairs. The scorpion man's breathing grew increasingly rapid; he could no longer control himself and pressed down on her. The petite Mikasa was quickly held tightly in his arms. The little loli Mikasa was powerless to resist and could only beg for mercy. Her red, tearful eyes overflowed with
panicked tears.
Mikasa, the little goddess, was both shy and frightened. She pleaded and sobbed... Gradually, she felt her body go numb. Under the 200-pound weight of the Scorpion Man, her
tender body felt weak and sore. His passionate and rough caresses were no longer so unpleasant. As his chest pressed against her tender, perky breasts, a tingling pleasure gradually grew stronger, slowly penetrating her heart and mind. She recalled the days when her mother, Kara, father, and Uncle Hennessy would be naked together...
Scenes of their bodies rolling and thrusting on the bed flashed before my eyes… causing the little goddess Mikasa to tremble and go limp all over.
Suddenly, the scorpion man's rough hand reached between Mikasa's legs, thrusting into her tightly closed thighs, pressing down on her vulva through her thin panties.
(Note: Mikasa was almost 12 years old at this point; in that era, 12 wouldn't be considered a child, but a young girl.) "No…" Mikasa cried out.
This sudden touch from the scorpion man sent a wave of unprecedented pleasure through the young beauty. He forcefully parted her smooth, delicate legs, reaching between them
, pressing firmly against her tender, shy vulva through her panties, caressing it wantonly. The faint, sweet scent of a pure, untouched virgin's body heat filled the scorpion man's nose and brain. The youthful, hot body heat reached his chest.
Mikasa tried to stop him with her hand, but she couldn't pull it away. Apart from Eren, no man had ever touched her so intimately hidden depths. With the scorpion man's forceful caresses
, a tingling sensation shot through Mikasa's heart, seemingly penetrating her genitals.
The little goddess Mikasa's lower body grew increasingly hot, her legs clenched tightly together. The little loli's beautiful face grew increasingly red, her breathing more rapid. Between her tightly closed pink vulva, one drop…
two drops… of clear, slippery, milky-white, viscous love fluid, unique to women, gradually increased, eventually forming streams of slippery jade dew that flowed from her lower body, wetting her panties and sticking to the scorpion man's hand. Mikasa was filled with shyness, her face flushed, wondering why her genitals were so wet and slippery.
Her pure and innocent virginity was about to be destroyed by this rogue. Her precious virginity, reserved for Allen, was about to be possessed, defiled, and ravaged by this shameless lecher. Two streams of crystal
tears slowly flowed from her beautiful eyes.
Facing the alluring female body, the Scorpion Man was now blinded by lust, caring for nothing but wanting to fuck this little loli
. He glanced at his red-faced, throbbing subordinates, smiled smugly, and quickly pulled off his rags. Ignoring the cries and pleas of the little loli Mikasa amidst the envious glares of his men, he grabbed Mikasa's legs and forcefully spread the goddess's long, slender legs apart.
Mikasa's two fair, firm thighs were completely open, her sacred and inviolable young genitals soaked. The scorpion man, driven mad with lust, let out a cry and
thrust his ugly, enormous head inside... his throat gurgling. This little beauty was simply too beautiful, too tempting to commit a crime. A fat, dark red tongue, like a python entering a cave, sucked and slurped everywhere, making smacking sounds... "Aww, aww, aww!" "Fuck you, you son of a bitch!" "Whoosh, whoosh!" Such a stimulating, sensual scene caused the few quick-draw masturbators gathered around to ejaculate
uncontrollably. Those thieves are thieves, and much of their spurting fluid didn't have the force to spray onto the young, beautiful body lying on the ground. Instead, it sprayed onto the buttocks and anuses of their masturbating companions in front, and even their heels. The resulting chaotic scene was truly... well... just imagining the scene
makes me laugh out loud. The fat, disgusting tongue wantonly ravaged her tender, untouched vagina, and streams of the girl's juices flowed out like they were free. The feeling of relief mixed with the painful emotions made
the blank-minded goddess Mikasa seem to see a future where Eren and Armin would despise and reject her. Heartbreak and despair overwhelmed her. The fatigue of days of exile, the anxiety of Eren's illness, the pain of being humiliated by the bandits, the uncertainty about the future…
“Ahhhhhh…why…why…why…no…Mikasa, no…ahhhhhh…”
The girl in pain, with strength she didn’t know where it came from, suddenly kicked away the scorpion man sucking on her crotch. She leaped up and cried out to the sky in a loud, mournful voice. Like a cuckoo weeping blood, her voice was so sorrowful, so pitiful, that even
ghosts and gods would flee…
“Ah,” “Uh,” “Eek,” the sudden cry of pain startled many of the thieves who were enjoying themselves. One by one, they couldn’t hold back and vomited, and many of the idiots’ already short
penises shrank back into their stomachs in fear. These idiot thieves were probably doomed; after such a scare, how many of them would still be able to use their penises… “
Hoo hoo Mikasa Goddess is mighty. Mikasa Queen is domineering, hahaha” After shouting naked, Mikasa’s vision went black. A wave of exhaustion, unstoppable that night, washed over him, and he collapsed to the ground…
“Ah, you bitch, you dare scare me? What, pretending to faint? I’ll still fuck you. You son of a bitch. You think yelling a few words will make someone come to save you?… Fuck.” The scorpion man
shouted lewdly.
“Is that so?” A cold voice, like that of the
deepest hell, echoed… “Who? Stop playing tricks, get out here.” The scorpion man, terrified by the chilling, hellish voice, became vicious.
“As you wish.” A cold, emotionless voice rang out.
Then—with a "thud," a grappling hook with a thin wire slammed into the trunk of a large tree overhead. With the tightening of the spring and the crackling of the rapidly burning gas, a dark figure
descended from the sky, wielding two long, bird-like swords, creating a whirlwind as he pounced on the group of two-bit thieves surrounding the city.
The villains, naked and disgustingly hairy, didn't even have time to check their weapons…
"Whoosh…" A dark shadow flashed before their eyes, the outline of muscles beneath military uniforms vaguely visible. A cool breeze swept over their naked bodies, refreshingly cool…
…Yes…so cool…my neck is so cool…Why do I see my big cock? The angle is wrong, why does it look so ugly today?…
The scorpion man felt as if he'd been doused with ice water. A chill ran from head to toe… His brothers, who had shared joyful meals, committed countless evil deeds, and slept with beautiful women, stared in disbelief.
The eyes of the head
"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"... Thirteen jets of blood gushed forth like fountains, centered on Mikasa, the thirteen fountains of blood spraying high before finally dripping to the ground, scattering the
heads in a gruesome display...
This scene horrified the Scorpion Man; it was like entering a hellish battlefield. "Ahhhhhhh..." The Scorpion Man was instantly terrified. He looked at
the soldier who had landed as lightly as a feather before him...
Short, center-parted hair; although he looked quite young, one could tell he wasn't young. He wasn't tall, one could even describe him as short, and his build wasn't imposing, but...
His muscular physique was faintly visible through his finely tailored military uniform. Perhaps this would lead to him being underestimated, but looking at the hellish scene of blood and gore before him, the Scorpion Man couldn't help but tremble...
So strong, the strongest person he had ever seen! That was his assessment.
"Now, can you tell me where you snatched this little girl from?" His words were cold yet undeniably compelling.
"It was an accident! This...this...she did it willingly...she came to me seeking refuge...ah...ah...yes, she's a refugee...she came to me asking to be her sugar daddy..."
"You killed the wrong person...we...I..." The cunning Scorpion man stammered, trying to justify himself.
"I..."
"You..." The Scorpion man tried to speak again.
"Shut up!" The short man shouted coldly, his lips pressed together, his expression calm, but a fierce glint in his eyes. Suddenly, he exuded an oppressive pressure.
"You idiot, I want the truth!" The Scorpion
Man was instantly stunned, falling silent, his face turning even paler. He kept his mouth tightly shut, not daring to utter another word. The short man raised an eyebrow, looking at the naked, beautiful little goddess Mikasa on the ground, seemingly surprised that the child was so devastatingly beautiful. He thoroughly scanned the little girl, noticing
the glistening tears still welling up in her eyes…
The short soldier with the center-parted hair stepped forward, picked up Mikasa, and tore off the shawl bearing the insignia of the two black and white wings of the Legion, covering the naked girl. His sharp eyes glanced at the trembling
Scorpion Man beside him.
“What’s your name? I have a lot of money. I know many wealthy lords in the city. I can give you all of it.” Seeing the situation developing badly, the Scorpion Man quickly spoke up
.
“Shut up. You don’t deserve to know my name.” "Having said that, he hugged the little girl tightly and kicked the scorpion man off the ground. He leaped up and chased after him, then touched the tree trunk with his toes, twisted
his body in a small arc, and the wire on his 3D Maneuver Gear, connected to the grappling hook on the tree trunk, cleverly wrapped around the neck of the man who had been kicked into the air...
"Puff puff puff" As the gas canister behind his waist burst into flames, the small soldier, using the tree trunk for leverage, leaped rapidly towards the inner city. The steel wire behind him tightened with a "squeak." A strange "poof" sound rang
out. Hearing the sound, the cold, short soldier, without any expression, retracted the bloodstained wire grappling hook and sped away into the distance without a moment's hesitation…
Chapter Five:
Eren and Armin, rushing forward, quickly arrived at the jungle where the incident had occurred…
Faced with a horrific scene like a blood-soaked hell, the two children were speechless with shock.
Armin saw Eren, whose face was now blank.
"Mom was attacked by Titans… and now Mikasa too…" Eren said sorrowfully, "I've lost my family again…"
"...Is that so? My opinion differs from yours." Armin sighed softly, "It seems something has happened. Look at how these people died, and the nail marks on this tree. The skill of the person who came to kill these thugs instantly is something no civilian could do…" The intelligent little girl, like Sherlock Holmes, reconstructed the entire process of Mikasa's rescue based on the traces at the scene, finally putting Eren's mind at ease.
"Damn it, did my time travel cause the current situation to develop in such an uncertain direction? Well, since she was rescued by soldiers, then Mikasa's safety should be guaranteed." “
But…Mikasa wasn’t violated, was she? Hmm…I can’t let my mind wander. As the main heroine of this book, I’ll definitely meet her again. My first priority now is to survive…”
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A loud crash suddenly erupted from the inner door, the billowing dust obscuring the view; the people on the ship could only see flying debris.
“How…could this be…” Armin stared dumbfounded at the inner door.
As the dust settled, a towering Titan covered in armor was revealed. Most importantly, the inner door behind it was broken…
“Wall Maria…is finished.” Armin muttered.
“Damn it…” Eren stood up and walked to the side of the ship.
“Eren…” Armin tugged at Eren, but was pushed away.
“One day! I will drive these guys out of this world!! Not a single one left!!” "With his hands gripping the ship's railing tightly, Eren uttered these words through tears.
That year, the Central Royal Government decided to retreat humanity's territory to within the second wall, Wall Rose. During this period, approximately 10,000 people were eaten by Titans.
A few days later, due to food shortages, the king decided to send all the refugees to reclaim land. Despite this, the food shortage problem remained unresolved.
So, a year later, in 846, the Central Royal Government made an extreme decision: under the pretext of reclaiming Wall Maria, they threw all adult refugees over the wall...
The outcome was predictable: of the 250,000 refugee "warriors," only about 100 survived and returned to Wall Rose. Even Armin's grandfather died outside the wall. As a result, the food shortage was finally alleviated.
That year, humanity lost one-third of its territory, and its population decreased by 20%.
Armin was devastated for a long time after learning of his grandfather's death, and then he and Eren lived together, promising to enlist as trainees the following year."
"I want to join the trainee program next year! I want to gain the strength to fight Titans!" Eren exclaimed.
"Then I'll go too! Don't leave me behind!" Armin replied.
"You? Armin, your frail body isn't suited for military service. From now on, your happiness is in my hands," Eren said, wanting to keep her as a kept woman.
"No! Don't leave me! I don't want to leave you, Eren. Let's go together! We still need to find Mikasa!" Armin eagerly grabbed Eren's hands.
"What happened to your hand?" Eren noticed a large red mark on her right hand. Although she tried to hide it, he still saw it.
"N-nothing, I just tripped and fell."
Eren tenderly took her right hand, relieved to see there was no bleeding. "You, did you go get me bread again? I'd rather skip training and get it myself than see you get hurt!" Armin
's already slightly flushed face turned even redder after Allen grabbed her hand and heard his concerned words. She looked both sweet and shy, her head bowed low, as if she wanted to hide it completely. Her tongue seemed to be tied in knots as she stammered, "I...I...I'm fine."
Looking at Armin's blushing face and head bowed, Allen, remembering the shrewish little girl in the drama, couldn't help but reach out and pull her delicate, shapely body into his arms. He said softly, "Armin, you're so cute."
Armin became even more shy, struggling slightly to resist, but without much effort. It was as if the masculine scent made her body increasingly soft. She braced her hands on Allen's chest, afraid to move, and whimpered, "Allen...you...you can't do this, let me go."
"Can't do what? Little Armin."
A faint smile played on Allen's lips. He found Armin, easily embarrassed and blushing, utterly endearing. Her simple purity and quirky wit always made Allen want to hold her, possess her, and cherish her.
"Allen..." Armin
called out shyly, as if expressing her embarrassment and protest against Nie Bei's advances.
Allen gently cupped her rounded chin, lifting her blushing face. Her face was flushed, her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her breathing a little erratic, just like her heart. She shyly turned her head slightly, not wanting Allen's burning gaze to be fixed on her face.
Looking at her rosy little mouth, he couldn't help but cup her adorable doll-like face in his hands and lean down to kiss her lips.
"Mmm..."
Armin's body trembled, as if she had frozen in place. Her shyly closed eyes gently opened, meeting Allen's eyes with a look of sorrow and tenderness. She saw the gentle and loving light shining in Allen's dark eyes, and then she shyly closed them again.
Allen held her soft body tightly, his tongue swirling between her teeth, searching for a way in.
But Armin was so nervous that she clenched her teeth tightly, and no matter how hard Allen tried, he couldn't get in. Allen released his kiss and whispered, "Minmin, don't be nervous, don't clench your teeth."
"Allen, I'm scared!"
"Don't be scared, open your mouth and let your brother Allen kiss you, it feels very good." Allen gently coaxed her.
Although kissing her felt like abducting a minor, the guilt wasn't heavy. Because he had also transmigrated into Allen, and the two were now the same age.
Allen kissed Armin's alluring lips again. At first, Armin was still nervous, clenching her teeth tightly. Gradually, she relaxed a little, and Allen seized the opportunity to slip his tongue inside, entwining it with hers. His large hands restlessly reached down to explore her pert buttocks.
Armin braced herself against Allen's chest to prevent them from getting any closer, completely oblivious to what was happening below, letting Allen do as he pleased with her buttocks.
Nie Bei excitedly kneaded Armin's round buttocks, passionately kissing her and sucking her saliva. Armin's body grew weaker and weaker, until she could barely stand, only able to reach out and hug Allen's neck to prevent herself from slipping down. Her delicate breasts pressed against Allen's chest, giving him a wave of pleasure.
In her dazed state, Armin felt Allen's hand moving upwards from below. She gasped for breath, letting out a soft moan as one of her small breasts fell into Nie Bei's clutches. She quickly reached down to grab Allen's restless hand, but it was too late to stop him from kneading it. She weakly tried to pull away, but Allen had already begun to rub. Her body went limp, and she let out a soft moan, "Mmm..." Her hand was too weak to resist Allen's exploration of her breasts.
Allen kissed Song Armin until she was almost breathless before finally releasing her. Armin gasped for air, her face like a ripe apple, her small mouth, slightly swollen and red from Allen's kisses, slightly open as she gasped for breath, her eyes too shy to open and look at him.
"Baby, does it feel good?"
Armin didn't dare answer Eren's question, burying her head in his chest and gently squirming, whimpering, "Don't...don't rub...don't rub me there, it hurts so much."
"Armin, your breasts are still small. Let me help you rub them bigger, until they're bigger than Mikasa's. They're too small now, they'll be beautiful when they're bigger."
Eren thought of his mother Kara's breasts, those were truly "breathtaking"!
"Don't...don't say that, it's so embarrassing, um...Eren, you're hurting me. Aside from Mikasa, Eren loves me too. Right?" The weak question also stirred Eren's sense of responsibility and protectiveness as a man. After all, they were still young, and that naivety didn't unleash Eren
's wolfish nature. Eren's wolfishness towards Armin gradually faded, leaving only love and care. He no longer thought about Armin's charming and intelligent cuteness, but how to improve their current standard of living and stop her from suffering.
Eren gently pecked Armin's lips, forcing himself not to linger on her body. He gently pulled away, looking into Armin's shy, evasive eyes, and said softly, "Armin is very beautiful in Eren's eyes too. After we find Mikasa, let's all live happily together."
"Mmm!" Armin answered timidly with a nasal tone.
Eren couldn't resist pecking her lips again. "Go out and get ready. We'll go train together after we shower."
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On May 10, 847, the 104th Training Corps was formed. Under the scorching sun, countless new recruits were receiving stern reprimands from their instructors.
Tall, with a beard, and extremely serious in appearance, this was the instructor of the 104th Training Corps.
"Now, let's begin the 104th Training Corps induction ceremony. It's all my bad luck that I was assigned to supervise you guys. My name is Gene Shadis. Don't even dream that I'll welcome you. As you are now, you're only good for serving as food for Titans. You're livestock, even less than livestock!!!"
The cold, numb, and emotionless reprimand filled the room. No one dared to question the instructor's authority. Once that terrifying gaze swept over them, they not only couldn't lower their heads, but also had to endure the fear and meet his eyes. Everyone stood there, their faces covered in sweat, their bodies stiff.
With a noncommittal glance at the group of recruits, Gene Shadis continued his roar, "We'll spend three years training you bunch of useless good-for-nothings. I'll cram every single technique for fighting Titans into your heads. Three years from now, standing before the Titans, will you still be nothing more than scraps to be used as rations, or will you become a glorious bulwark protecting the King's authority, or perhaps, glorious human soldiers driving out the Titans? That's up to you!"
After speaking, Gene Shadis walked up to the first soldier and sternly shouted, "Hey, you brat!"
Startled by Gene's words, the recruit nearly fell to the ground, barely suppressing the urge to back away, and stammered, "Yes, sir!"
"Who are you?!"
Then, just like in the original story, the instructor began baptizing each recruit one by one, until he reached Armin.
"You brat!" Reaching Armin, Gene roared with a dark face.
Although somewhat nervous, Armin felt the instructor was much gentler than the giant's terrifying gaze. He straightened up, saluted, and loudly replied, "Present!"
"Your identity!"
"From the Shiganshina District, named Armin Arnold!"
"Is that so? That name sounds like an idiot's! Did your parents give you that name?" Keane shouted.
"My grandfather gave me that name!"
"Arnold, what are you doing here!"
"To explore the world beyond the walls!"
Keane's expression changed upon hearing this, and he roared, "Not a bad idea. Then you'll be the giant's food!"
He grabbed Armin's clothes and pulled him forward. "Hmm? Boy? Girl?" He casually reached between Armin's legs and touched her, then turned her around. Keane shouted, "Third row, turn around!" Armin, not daring to make a sound, reluctantly turned over.
Several more people passed by, but Allen's gaze shifted to…
“Crack!” The sound of teeth grinding suddenly rang out. Keane looked to his left in disbelief, where a brown-haired girl with a ponytail was chewing her food as if no one else was there.
“What are you doing, you idiot!” Keane stared at the ponytail girl with a dark expression, gritting his teeth as he asked.
Footsteps approached slowly, but the ponytail girl seemed slow, looking around blankly without stopping her chewing, as if it had nothing to do with her. How cute, Allen thought.
Suddenly, a figure appeared, accompanied by Keane's furious shout: “What are you doing, you idiot? I'm talking to you!”
Startled by Keane's actions, the girl nearly choked on her food. After finally swallowing, she loudly proclaimed, "I'm Sasha Braus from Taupa Village, South District of Wall Rose!"
Keane, his forehead covered in wrinkles, asked in a hoarse voice, "Sasha Braus, what's that in your right hand?!"
Seemingly oblivious to the gravity of the situation, the girl replied in a clear voice, "It's steamed sweet potato. I happened to see it in the kitchen and couldn't resist..."
The next scene showed her handing the sweet potato to the instructor.
"You! Go run now, until you're barely breathing! And no food today!"
Keane's last words were like a curse to her, but his authority was unassailable, so she went to run anyway.
Titans didn't seem particularly frightening to Eren now. Having already experienced close combat, he was practically inexperienced. Keane simply avoided him, his gaze unwavering.
Finally, the baptism was complete, and the new recruits were given a day of rest. Sasha, the ponytail girl, however, was running, panting, her body hunched over in the sunset.
Eren, familiar with the plot, had waited all day but Mikasa hadn't appeared. After dinner, and after helping Armin tidy up the dorm, the anxious Eren had no mood to connect with his comrades. He found himself on the training ground at night. He wondered
if Sasha was still running; perhaps the goddess Helista was about to appear. He hadn't had time to witness her beauty during the day, but he'd check later.
"Huh? Where is she?" Not seeing Sasha running as punishment on the training ground, Eren was puzzled. "Where did she go?" Eren's hearing, heightened by his enhanced abilities, picked up strange noises coming from the woods near the training ground. He followed the sound. A sinister scene unfolded before his eyes.
"Starving, huh? Want some?" A tall, thin, bald, masked man in military uniform stood behind Sasha, who was dizzy from running, and leered maliciously, holding a roasted chicken tied to a bamboo pole. Sasha
, who had been running all day, was too weak to stand and lay on the ground, her nose twitching. She tried to get up and bite the chicken.
"Damn it, that damned bald instructor, Keane. He recognized you even though you're masked. How dare he treat Sweet Potato Girl like this? Unforgivable!" Allen thought angrily, watching the scene unfold.
"Haha, this is much better than the sweet potatoes you stole. How about it, want some?"
"Give it to me! Ahhh, damn it, who are you? Give me the chicken!" Unable to grab the dangling chicken, Sweet Potato Girl turned around and roared, but couldn't find the culprit who had mocked her.
"Hehe, want some? Get up there, the roast chicken is right in front of you... Keep going, keep going... Hurry up, keep going, shake your butt, jiggle your breasts, go faster... That's right, hahahahahaha..."
Could it be that Instructor Keane was trying to lure Sasha with the roast chicken...? Looking at the ugly face of the evil instructor in front of him, Eren suddenly thought. Should he go to rescue the sweet potato girl or not? If he offended Instructor Keane for this, and he tripped up his training so he couldn't pass the test and save the trouble, then he would have no chance to stay in the military camp and find Mikasa. Eren was torn...
"Haha... Keep going, stick your butt out like that, you'll climb faster that way. What a fat butt, no wonder you're of Western descent, only 15 years old and already so well-developed, no wonder you're a glutton. You have the potential to be a vase, you're so flaunting it, here you go." Keane said generously. The
delicious roast chicken was finally in front of him. The girl, her eyes gleaming with rage, let out a fierce howl and pounced on the roast chicken like a hungry wolf, knocking it to the ground. Ignoring the dirt and dust from the leaves, she devoured it.
At that moment, the evil instructor, Keane, who had already stripped off his pants, swiftly moved towards Sasha's protruding buttocks…
While devouring the fragrant, greasy roast chicken, Sasha felt a chill on her buttocks, and simultaneously, her trousers and panties were pulled down from behind.
Sasha cried out, "This is bad!" She thought to herself, "What's going on? How did I end up in this predicament? This… so sudden! Although I'm no longer a virgin, I haven't had sex with a man since coming here, and I do crave it. But… this isn't what I want… this is beyond my control… Oh God! Who's behind me…?" She wanted to break free from the masked man's grip on her buttocks, yet she couldn't bear to part with the delicious chicken before her. In desperation, Sasha could only wiggle her large, white buttocks to prevent him from penetrating her. Bian devoured the delicious roast chicken in front of him.
The hungry Sasha chewed the smooth chicken in her mouth and forcefully opened her beautiful eyes that were almost closed with happiness. She looked back and couldn't see who it was in the opaque woods in the evening. All she knew was that Youguang was smiling lewdly and staring at her big, plump, round white buttocks. Normally, she would have been furious. However, she was so hungry that she couldn't bear it, and she didn't have the strength or time to resist. Chewing a few bites of the crispy chicken again, he looked up and said forcefully: "Damn it, you... you are so despicable, you actually used chicken to seduce me while I was hungry after being punished by the instructor. It's unforgivable, who are you? Wait until Sasha is full. I'll bite you to death."
Before she finished speaking, her whole body was on fire. She only ate less than a fifth of the delicious roast chicken, which further stimulated the sweet potato woman's empty stomach. She quickly turned around and grabbed the roast chicken with both hands and crazily stuffed it into her small mouth. Ignoring the ripping of her clothes by the despicable man behind her, the tearing sound of ripping fabric filled the air.
The nearly sixty-year-old bald instructor, Keane, stared lustfully at Sasha's alabaster-like body. Her full, smooth breasts bounced with each bite, her slender waist barely encircled, her smooth, fat-free belly, and the alluring entrance to her pubic area were faintly visible beneath her spread legs. Her long, round, white, and incredibly elastic legs, and her plump, white buttocks were all exposed before him.
Keane's mouth watered. He hadn't expected the naked sweet potato girl, Sasha, to be so extraordinarily beautiful, surpassing even a celestial being.
He chuckled lewdly, shouting wildly, "Hey...not bad, Sasha, I didn't expect you to be so precocious. Tsk tsk...don't blame me for being despicable, is the roast chicken delicious? Ordinary trainees don't get this kind of treatment. How about it? My 'roast chicken offensive' is quite powerful, isn't it? Don't worry, today I'll definitely irrigate your withering grassland! If I don't satisfy you, I'll be letting this delicious roast chicken down! Hahaha! Come on!"
Sasha's tender, delicate skin was now bruised and purple from the frenzied Keane's rough handling, her plump white buttocks covered in countless finger marks; she resembled a bitch waiting to be devoured. Under Keane's wild caresses, she was completely consumed by lust. Keane grabbed her slender waist and frantically kissed, licked, and caressed her entire body, displaying a wild, beast-like savagery. With a "plop," the thick, black cock plunged into her peach blossom spring, pounding and churning with movements even more frenzied and savage than wild beasts mating. Unwilling to give up, Sasha finally finished the delicious roast chicken, howling and twisting her waist as she was being penetrated, turning around to hug the guy who was thrusting and pumping hard from behind.
They bit each other wildly, stimulating their animalistic desires. This was a rare moment of intense pleasure; they fought savagely… Sasha bit the man's shoulder, shaking her head desperately, moaning incessantly. Glistening sweat glistened on her swaying body, her two large, white breasts swaying back and forth like waves from the constant thrusting. Her plump, white buttocks presented an alluring sight, rising and falling with each thrust, creating an indescribable scene of obscenity.
Keane grabbed Sasha's alluring breasts and squeezed them hard, as if biting out milk. His old, hard penis pounded against Sasha's uterine wall like a giant log crashing into a city gate, producing a dull, fleshy sound that gave a strong physical shock.
So satisfying, so incredibly stimulating! It's like watching a hardcore porn film by Mutou Ran! Oh, my crotch is about to explode! Ellen, watching from the bushes nearby, felt his lust rising, wishing he could join in. He slowly reached into his own crotch and fiercely grabbed and kneaded his engorged penis.
Sasha, now satiated, unleashed her pent-up desire, releasing all the passion she had been holding within her. She kissed and bit every inch of the masked man's body, leaving him with countless teeth marks, and writhed wildly like a snake, moaning and crying out in pleasure.
Driven to a frenzy by stimulation, Keane roughly caressed and kneaded her delicate body, thrusting and pounding with his member, panting heavily. His "military spirit" and killing intent filled his entire body, and he channeled this "killing intent" into his battle with Sasha. Their savage acts of lovemaking were indecent to behold, their sounds even more obscene. One thrust wildly, the other twisted and met his thrusts with ferocity, their battle raging like a storm, until the sky darkened and the sun and moon lost their light.
It's unclear how much time passed before they were both exhausted, collapsing into a weary sleep amidst the mess on the ground.
As they reached their ecstasy and ejaculated together, our little Allen also erupted under his own fingers. His crotch was filled with a pool of white semen, and he let out a series of heavy breaths.
"Hmm?" Despite his ecstatic climax, the bald Keane didn't faint like the exhausted Sasha beneath him. Alan's rapid breathing from the bushes startled the old instructor, who was enjoying the pleasure of being filled with semen.
"Pfft!" Bald Keane swiftly pulled his limp, black rod, still deeply embedded in Sasha's vagina, and sprayed it with white fluid towards the bushes where Alan was.
"Oh no!" Still reeling from the unusual stimulation, Alan felt a dark shadow cover him. Before he could react, everything went black, and he passed out…
He slept until dawn the next day, just as day was about to break. Sasha, the "Sweet Potato Girl," finally awoke. She struggled to straighten herself, feeling utterly weak and aching all over. Her body was covered in bruises and red marks, large patches of genitalia on her genitals, and dried semen stains on her legs. There was also a lot of filth on the floor. She was shocked to see the handsome, naked boy still asleep on top of her beside her. She thought to herself, "Oh my god, how could I have done this to this guy! How did this happen? Ah… my head hurts so much… judging from the filth on our bodies, we must have been fighting for quite a while… Ahhh… I remember now, this guy used a roasted chicken to possess my body! I… I've never been treated like this before… I want to kill him, kill this despicable guy! Not only did he not sympathize with my punishment by the instructor, but he also used a roasted chicken to possess my body! I want to kill him!" "
Enraged, Sasha raised her fist at the sleeping Allen, then glanced at the handsome young man sleeping soundly on her lap, his penis stained with semen. She weakly lowered her hand, thinking, 'I...I really can't do it. Such a handsome guy. Why use such methods? With your looks, Sasha would have agreed. Heh. I really need a man, especially a skilled one like him. Life without a man is so dull and boring! I can't kill him. I feel like this battle has irrigated my parched land; I seem to have become cheerful, comfortable, beautiful, and full of youth all in one day.'" "Power! I think his name is Allen. I heard everyone's self-introductions yesterday. There's also a blonde girl named Armin who's his girlfriend. Oh, little girl, I hope you won't blame me... blame me for being shameless, because it's only human nature. I really like this little boy. He'll definitely be a handsome guy when he grows up. No way, since you've slept with me, you have to be my boyfriend, Sasha's boyfriend. A good husband must be cultivated from a young age... He got Sasha roast chicken right after joining the Legion, that's impressive. This is a guaranteed long-term meal ticket... Ugh... I'm so embarrassed, actually it's not small either, you made me feel so good yesterday..." Thinking of her embarrassing moments, Sasha couldn't help but cup her flushed face and swoon.
Just then, Allen woke up. He looked at Sasha, who was dazed but had a smile on her face showing the intense pleasure she felt after the act, and his heart skipped a beat. Oh no, I've been tricked. Damn Keane, you get the meat but I have to take the blame. Having witnessed countless melodramatic scenarios on the 21st-century internet, Eren, recalling the series of events from last night—being masturbated in the bushes, shot in the crotch, knocked unconscious, and now lying naked on Sasha's crotch, fast asleep—suddenly understood Keane's sinister intentions.
What to do? How to explain? Could this scene be explained clearly? Would the "Potato Girl" kill me? Would she report me to the military court? No, I can't die. What will happen to Mikasa if I die? And I'll die with this infamous reputation. Should I transform into a Titan and kill her to cover it up? No, she's already suffered so much. Could I really kill her? I can't do that.
Suddenly, he caught sight of Sasha's charming, beautiful, rosy-cheeked face, her eyes gazing at him with tender affection, her eyes sparkling with desire. A sly glint in his eye, and he immediately understood…
the protagonist's halo! Thinking about how exquisite, handsome, and infinitely promising the protagonist's body he'd transmigrated into was, plus the mistaken belief that it was him and her from last night's pleasure… This is love at first sight, damn it. That's the only way. Hmm, I'll just take her. It's not a bad deal, even though she's a used woman. But she's got more charm, isn't she?
Sasha felt the little boy wake up from between her legs and came to his senses. She looked at him with teary eyes, and Allen, seizing the opportunity, mimicked the disgusting gaze of Er Kang from Taiwanese films, shooting a deep, affectionate look at her. Sasha felt a mixture of hatred and joy. Just as she was hesitating, a hot, strong hand brazenly and gently caressed her full, white, and smooth breasts. She felt incredibly weak all over, her body trembling violently, her chest heaving, her breathing becoming rapid. She resisted yet welcomed, one soft hand involuntarily resting on the back of his brazen hand.
Seeing how reluctant she was to part with him in just one day, Allen knew that his intense stimulation had revived her withered desire and allowed it to grow rapidly. He couldn't help but feel secretly fortunate. "That damned Instructor Keane," he thought, "thank goodness you dared to develop this 'sweet potato girl'! Now it's all mine, haha!" He then used his superior skills in dealing with women, speaking softly, "Sasha, don't you hate me? I lured your hungry body with roast chicken, making you lose your virginity to me. Why don't you kill me, this heinous villain who took your body, after you wake up?"
Sasha, already aroused by his exquisitely manipulative hands, trembled and moaned softly. Hearing this, she hesitated, her expression a mixture of anger and pleasure, utterly alluring.
Although Allen wasn't a connoisseur of romance, he was accustomed to watching adult films starring Aoi Sora and Mutou Ran. How could he not see this...? So, he brazenly pulled Sasha tighter into his arms, picked up his shirt from the floor with the other, and gently wiped away the mess that had seeped from her genitals after their lovemaking. Then, without any restraint, he caressed her full, alluring, and delicate body, teasing her until she moaned incessantly. He was even more pleased with himself, as if he were playing with a toy. Having been immersed in the vast library of Japanese films, he was well-versed in the pleasures of men and women and knew how to win a woman's heart. So, he teased her, saying, "Sasha, my little glutton. Since you don't hate me..." "Then that proves you like me. Is that so? In that case, you'll be my girlfriend from now on, and you'll be by my side every day! Honey, I'm really good, you know. You like good food, so leave it all to me from now on. This roast chicken is just a side dish."
Sasha was completely immersed in the passion of her desire for him. Hearing his words, she felt as if Allen were her lover in the throes of passion—she couldn't live without him. Hearing his teasing words, she wasn't angry at all, but rather overjoyed. So, with a soft "ooh," she pressed her delicate body tightly against his slender but not weak chest, and stretched out her pink arms to hug him tightly.
Allen, aroused by the embrace, smiled and said, "Little Sasha, is your body still sore? You're not hungry now, are you? Shall I take you back to the barracks as soon as possible? We can do it again on the way."
The foodie Sasha was even more delighted, obediently clinging to Allen's shoulders like a little bird, letting out a soft "oh," and sitting upright on his lap, spreading her jade legs. Her mysterious and alluring "paradise" immediately opened wide, her flower buds twitching slightly. Her face flushed red, as beautiful as a peach blossom, making her even more alluring and charming, her moans revealing her thirst for more.
Looking at Sasha's alluring demeanor, Allen couldn't help but praise, "Sasha, do you know? You look absolutely stunning right now! Every part of you is so tempting, flawless, like a piece of transparent, flawless jade meticulously carved by a stonemason! Just a few glances and you'd be sleepless, lost in fantasies, even if it meant losing a few years of your life. You're truly a captivating enchantress..." Shameless Allen, indulging in the disgusting dialogue of Taiwanese films, continued.
Hearing Allen's praise, the sweet potato girl felt as sweet and intoxicated as if she'd drunk honey. Her cherry lips barely parted before Allen's hot, burning lips pressed tightly against hers. He extended his nimble tongue, intertwining it with hers. At the same time, she felt her vagina suddenly tighten. With his long spear, aided by the "lubricant," thrusting forcefully and appropriately, she was immediately overwhelmed by the four intoxicating sensations of tingling, itching, numbness, and intoxication from the friction between his spear and the walls, making her moan incessantly. Her hands involuntarily caressed Allen's well-built, muscular body, responding closely to his thrusts.
Allen's advances were gentle yet graceful. He skillfully avoided the sentries' gazes and reached his quarters in the military camp. Though gentle, his movements were powerful yet measured. Sasha felt a completely different pleasure from yesterday. Yesterday, though he had thrust wildly thousands of times, it had been a primal, animalistic display of his explosive power. But now, it was different. She was actively yielding, gently demanding pleasure through mental control and the sensations within her body. This was the ultimate pleasure everyone desired.
Entering the bedroom, Allen no longer needed to be careful. His hands moved from Sasha's breasts and abdomen down to her inner thighs, while his thrusts were skillful and measured, penetrating her like a weapon—but that was the most exciting part! The intoxicating pleasure made him cheer involuntarily. He exerted all his strength, thrusting his spear deep inside, reaching the very end of her "paradise." His movements became rapid and violent; he twisted and thrust, pumping back and forth with ferocious speed. The colliding of their skin produced intoxicating "thump-thump" sounds. Allen's first experience of penetration in this world intensified their desire. They screamed and shouted wildly, kissing each other breathlessly. Their movements were so fast, precise, fierce, and ruthless, their sounds so intoxicating, mesmerizing, joyful, and breathtaking.
Allen's tongue entwined with hers for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before moving to the scratches and bites from yesterday's passionate encounter. His eyes held a complex mix of love and tenderness as he gently licked the marks and imprints of pleasure from her neck, arms, breasts, abdomen, and legs. His tongue lovingly licked every scratch and kiss.
Sasha was completely captivated by Allen's masterful tongue techniques, her moans growing louder. Coupled with the intense pleasure emanating from her lower body, she felt utterly blissful, as if she were in a dreamlike paradise, completely lost in the moment. The man's panting and the woman's moans blended into a passionate symphony of desire, a song of unbridled passion that all other creatures envied.
After more than an hour of intense passion, they finally ejaculated, their semen flowing freely, and ceased their fervor. Still wanting more, they kissed and caressed each other for a while before finally embracing tightly as they entered the bathtub to wash and dress. Under Armin's astonished gaze, they stepped onto the training ground, embarking on three years of rigorous training.
Sasha was completely immersed in his masterful sensual skills; she felt she couldn't live without him. She couldn't allow her already awakened body to suffer the torment of loneliness. Once the desires of a young girl were ignited, they were uncontrollable.
After that, the two experienced the most pleasurable pleasures of human desire. They were inseparable, their love intense and passionate. In Sasha's bedroom, in the military barracks warehouse, on the parade ground at night…
the cunning Eren used beautiful words to persuade the jealous Armin. He tamed Sasha with wild game he hunted in his spare time. This world is inherently male-dominated and polygamous. Could Eren's wonderful life be far behind?
Overflowing with confidence, Eren, having lost his virginity and tasted the sweetness of the female body, awakened his wolf-like self-confidence. His lustful eyes then set their sights on the aloof and stunning blonde beauty, Annie. After several unsuccessful attempts to flirt with her, Eren finally extended an invitation to our cold and beautiful Annie during a training session. Unlike the cowardly and useless Eren in the original work, the agile Eren earned Annie's attention…
How to conquer the beautiful Female Titan? It's late today, that's all. Mikasa is doing well, and Levi is very upright. Don't worry about me.
(The End)
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