Breast massage is my justice! 05

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Chapter 5, Salmont Angelit
10 PM –
On the roof of the silver eight-story building? The Notre Dame Building, three rather young girls
, pink police officers, Rose Skolla and Brooke Chom – a trio? Salmont? Angelit Rose Skolla carried a grenade launcher loaded with zero-gravity bullets on her shoulder. The pink-haired officer held a four-inch-long revolver with a wooden grip, loaded with sleep-inducing bullets.
Next was Brookcham, holding a small bow in one hand, capable of firing two types of arrows: "Binding Arrows" and "Defense Arrows."
"Thanks to Spydog, we've gathered a lot of information. The place we've been attacking was actually a fake entrance,"
Brookcham said .
"I've already investigated."
The pink-haired officer said proudly,
"There's still some distance between the fake entrance and the base's residential area. The residential area is mainly for Dark Knights and combatants; there are no members of the Waste Service Bureau. However, we haven't obtained a detailed map yet."
Brookcham explained,
"We'll get it tomorrow, because I have reliable allies."
The pink-haired officer echoed again
, "Are we going to infiltrate the base today?"
Rose Scolari asked.
"No, a fake entrance is a fake entrance,"
Brookcham explained
. "In other words, what we were dealing with before was a fake. Perhaps they didn't want us to notice the real entrance, so they counterattacked to make us believe the fake entrance was genuine."
"So, we don't need to attack the fake entrance?"
Officer Pink said smugly.
"What about the real entrance?"
"Judging from the location, it's probably near Ruyun Temple,"
Rose Scolari asked. Brookjom replied again
, "In that case, let's search that area first—"
"Just getting a map should be enough, right?"
Officer Pink objected.
"But what if that's a trap—"
"No problem, because those guys are stupid, that's why they always lose to us. There's nothing to be wary of, so they don't have any countermeasures."
"But—"
"After getting the map, we should crush them all at once? That's the best approach?"
Rose Scolari fell silent.
"Don't forget, the reason we repeatedly attacked and infiltrated was to pinpoint the true entrance and to assess the enemy's true strength. Even if Spydog successfully infiltrates the base, we still don't have sufficient intelligence on the enemy."
After Brookjom finished speaking, Officer Pink continued,
"No problem, today will be easy."
At 10:11 PM—
Yong rode his rusty bicycle into the arcade, walked to the very back of the boys' restroom, and knocked it down with his head. In that instant, Yong entered a narrow underground passage connecting to another world. During the day, he
used Ruyun Temple, and at night, the arcade, because entering the temple at night was suspicious
(it felt a bit like a test of courage).
Yong used his flashlight to illuminate the way, thinking to himself. The underground passage was quite long, but there were no insects. Even underground, the technology of the Demonia Saviors was still surprising. However, Demonia didn't have Earth's rocket launchers and tanks. They only had long-range weapons, the Namo Sphere and the Restraint Sphere, which were actually weapons thrown by hand. It felt like the Inca civilization, which lacked horses and iron tools,
had walked for about a kilometer before finally arriving at the underground passage of Base 081. A little nervous, the wonderful memories from the day before yesterday kept replaying in his mind. Moreover, drawing a map of the base would grant him access to Akimoto Rina's oarsmanship.
After putting on a white bodysuit and mask, he walked out of the changing room. He was a little late today because he wasn't responsible for cleaning the pool and recreation room. So, he went straight through the rest area and headed towards the living quarters. To the right were the canteen and pool, followed by the recreation room, and to the left was a row of Dark Knights' rooms.
Sometimes he would stop, take out his notebook, and draw simple diagrams. He stopped at both the U-shaped and T-shaped passages; drawing the correct path to the underground factory was quite troublesome.
He turned left at the T-junction; to the right was the medical room, and then he could see the command room at the very end. Base 081 Commander? Commander Bersalia's room is not visible from here.
Turn left in front of the command room, pass the conference room and assembly area, then the underground area. Sounds are coming from there; someone must be practicing. Further underground is the detention center, where traitors and violators are imprisoned and punished
(this will earn me Akimoto Rina's reward).
My lower body is starting to heat up again. This time it was masturbation, next time it'll be nipple play? Or maybe oral sex? Next time I really want to see a girl's bare breasts. Although I've seen side boobs and accessory breasts before, I've never actually seen bare breasts. No one, including himself, had seen it—
Yong put the notebook in his pocket and walked towards the lounge. Standing in front of the door was the chubby combatant,
that pig-headed guy, drinking Pepsi
. "Bring ten cups of coffee. You're responsible for drinking all this awful coffee."
He suddenly gave the order.
"Drink them all?"
"What kind of attitude is that! What kind of attitude is that! I'm a combatant!"
The lounge door swung open loudly , and
three veteran service bureau members stepped out.
"What, you have a problem with that?"
The pig-headed guy walked away.
"Because you said you wanted ten cups of coffee."
Yong asked.
"If you've got the guts, bring a better reward. Three pieces of chewing gum and coffee? That's going too far."
Service bureau member number two rattled off.
"Even if I complain to Commander Baraka, it won't make a difference, will it?"
"Oh, go ahead. Don't underestimate us service bureau members!"
The pig-headed guy couldn't reply; his mouth must have been trembling uncontrollably behind that mask.
Service bureau member number two looked at Yong
. "Commander Eisenahe is looking for you."
Could it be... the breast-massaging job?
"Number 29 is coming too."
Chloe is coming too?
It seems it's not the breast-massaging job after all.
"But I got here first!"
Pighead retorted.
"Oh, then take these back."
Service Bureau member number 2 handed Pighead the three pieces of chewing gum that Yong had received yesterday.
What is she going to do with them?
Chloe walked through the underground passage, constantly thinking about this. Ahead was number 28—Zhuochuan Yong, the monk responsible for attending to her.
Although Chloe thought Yong might take the opportunity to make some demands of her, he just stared at her chest as usual. Judging
from his previous behavior, perhaps Yong could be trusted; he wasn't a bad person, at least not like the brutal Baraka.
So, he didn't think he'd stay a member of the Service Bureau forever
. Did he not want to climb the ranks?
Probably not. Once at the bottom, one's individual autonomy and rights would be stripped away. Chloe had only been in the Demonia Saviors for a week, and she already encountered harassment from Baraka and the like every day. Those disgusting Demonians! In the human world, one absolutely cannot be near that kind of man, but since the other party is a member of an evil organization, one must be promoted to a combatant.
Eisenahe sat on a modern, light brown sofa, with a glass table at each end of the L-shaped sofa. On one side sat Eisenahe, and on the other side were two combatants.
On the table were folded black clothes and masks with V-shaped goggles.
If you only looked at the masks, you would think they were bunny girl outfits that female service bureau members of the combat team had to wear, but bunny girls don't need to wear masks
(combatant uniform?).
"Number 29, put these on."
Eisenahe's command made Chloe Scheresa think she had misheard for a moment. Wearing that uniform meant she had become a combatant.
Had it been officially decided? What had happened? Was it recognition of my strength? She really couldn't guess. However, once the decision is officially made, she will be free...
"Let you challenge me. Your performance with Namo-kyu is quite good, and your attitude is quite arrogant."
Chloe noticed the word 'challenge.' Since it's a challenge, it means it hasn't been decided yet, which means she has to face the challenge—serving as a temporary combatant. She heard that when there aren't enough combatants, a few Service Bureau members will be promoted to serve as temporary combatants.
"Thank you to Number 28. This is Number 28's reward. However, since you are Number 28's comrade, it's impossible to only promote Number 28. You also have this opportunity."
As expected
, although it's only temporary, she probably only has to serve as a combatant
tonight, Chloe thought. As long as she can perform meritorious service, she can get rid of this humiliating life. Those guys who wanted to lay a hand on her and Baraka will not be able to do anything in the future.
"Well then, change your clothes. Number 28 stays here."
Chloe picked up her black combat suit, walked out of the room, and was determined to perform meritorious service—
Yo was also shocked by this unexpected development. Eisena said she wanted to give herself and Chloe a chance to challenge
themselves—to become combatants.
This was a promotion opportunity that every member of the Service Bureau dreamed of. They had taken the aptitude test precisely for this day, to become temporary combatants and go into battle. If they succeeded, they would become combatants; if they failed, they wouldn't be able to try again for a period of time
. Unexpectedly, they had only been in the Demonia Savior Group for a week, and they already had a chance to challenge themselves. Was it because of their victory over Spydog yesterday? Or was it because of the breast-rubbing the day before yesterday?
"Come over here."
Eisenahe got up from the sofa and walked into the captain's room.
There was a light brown double bed, as well as a clothes rack, dressing table, small chair, and table. Through a glass door, the bathroom and shower room were clearly visible
. "Close the door."
Yong obediently closed the door
. "I heard you hit Spydog with one shot."
Eisenahe looked at Yong, her cold pupils mixed with a seductive temperature.
"Other Dark Knights think it's just pure luck, but I think it's your strength, so I'm going to do a test." "
A test...?"
Eisenahe opened the table drawer
and took out a dart, but could this really be called a dart? Besides a small suction cup at the tip, there was also a small tongue stuck inside.
"This was developed by our home planet before you joined the Demonia Saviors. If it hits Salmon Angelit's chest, the tongue inside will suck on the nipple, forcibly creating pleasure. However, due to the shape of the suction cup, the hit rate is very low."
Eisenahe handed Yong two suction cup darts, then walked a few meters away, looking in Yong's direction.
"What if you were to throw them?"
"I'd probably miss."
"Even if the target is me?"
Yong's heart raced. Eisenahe's words were essentially asking him to use his chest as a target.
"If you miss, the reward of making you a combatant will be canceled."
Was she serious or joking? Eisena smiled.
"If I hit it, maybe I can still defeat Salmont? Angelite."
"Or should we go back to the lounge?"
"Which is better?"
Eisena spoke repeatedly, her cold eyes suddenly blinking.
Ah,
she definitely wants me to hit it, she's definitely going to continue groping breasts
like this. If that's the case, I have to hit it! If I hit it, maybe I'll get a chance to be promoted to combatant. If I miss, I might lose the chance to grope breasts.
Yong gripped the dart.
A real dart, Yong had never even played with one in middle school.
Anyway, don't worry about air resistance, just throw it, like an arrow released from a bow. Yong swallowed.
These past three days have all been life-or-death situations.
"Aim carefully."
Of course! How can I miss!
Yong recalled reading Buddhist scriptures from the "Ritual of Desire" and the term "Arrow of Desire," which used arrows to represent desire as
suction cup darts. Now, representing Yong's desire,
"To make it easier for you to hit the target, here's a reward."
Eisenahe reached out and placed her hand on her bikini top.
(Huh? What?)
In the next instant, Eisenahe pulled the bikini top down in one swift motion, revealing beautifully shaped hemispheres that sprang out with great force.
They were soft and fluffy like mochi, with a very pretty shape. If there was anything different about them compared to mochi, it was that they were much taller than mochi and had a curve that tapered towards the front, with indented nipples at the very tip. The two sides of the breasts maintained a symmetrical beauty, standing high like hemispheres, full of weight. Even from a distance, the skin was quite delicate.
(I really want to touch them...!)
Desire surged forth.
(I really want to lean in and suck!)
Last time, he could only rub the breasts, but he hadn't sucked on them. This time, perhaps he would have a chance to suck!
Yong swallowed hard again,
determined to hit the target. He threw it at her breast, then leaned in and sucked hard!
Yong looked at her right breast, then her left, unsure which to aim for.
Eisena thrust her chest out, a seductive look in her eyes
(the right!).
Yong flicked his wrist, throwing the dart straight out.
"Huh?"
The dart hit her right nipple perfectly
(it hit!).
Almost simultaneously, Yong threw a second dart.
"Huh?"
This time, the dart hit her left nipple. The little tongue attached to the dart quickly began to move, but it couldn't reach the inverted nipple.
"Huh...not bad...take the dart away..."
Eisenahe's back was to Yong. Yong walked over, reaching his hands towards her chest from behind. Eisenahe leaned against Yong with her back.
"Did you learn something? You can't face Salmont and Angelit head-on, because they're good at long-range combat, especially Rose Skolla, who can launch zero-gravity bullets. If possible, it's best to attack from behind."
"Like this?"
Yong pulled out two darts
. "Huh?"
Her breasts swayed slightly.
"Don't let the opportunity slip away, attack her chest!"
Yong used two fingers to pry open the inverted nipple. The fingertips slowly pierced the hollow, the breast completely pressed against the fingers. Eisena made soft, gurgling sounds, thrusting her chest forward.
"Ah, um, that's it..."
Yong used his remaining eight fingers to tightly grasp her breasts. The soft, tender breast fat clung to his palms, a testament to their remarkable elasticity. Although Eisena's eyes were cold, her breasts were soft and yielding. Yong stimulated her inverted nipples with his index finger, kneading and enjoying their soft elasticity, squeezing them back and forth repeatedly. Her breasts not only clung to Yong's fingers but also pushed his palms back with their elasticity.
"Ah! Ah... um... that's it... attack all at once... ah...!!"
Eisena twisted her body,
pressing his already erect penis against her. No matter how much he kneaded her breasts, his palms remained filled with an intensely pleasurable elasticity
. Yong flicked the nipples inside her inverted openings with his fingertips. After confirming that the nipples had hardened, he continued to press the center of her breasts with his fingers, pressing hard as if trying to make a hole in them.
"Ah, no, ahhh...!"
Yong's fingers sped up, playing with her nipples even more forcefully.
Eisenahe shook her head from side to side, her breasts thrusting forward, her body trembling.
"Commander Eisenahe, are your nipples hard?"
"No... no..."
Lying,
Yong removed his index finger, a movement that caused her areolas to swell, revealing two spires. Her truly sexy nipples were engorged, like a pair of tender fleshy spires adorning the very front of her breasts.
To further tease her, Yong flicked her nipples with his fingertips, the sensitive spires swaying back and forth.
"Ah, ah, ahhh!"
Eisenahe twisted her waist continuously, her nipples being flicked, which must have felt incredibly good to her. Even as a member of an evil organization, her nipples were still very sensitive. Yong
continued to flick her nipples. Like playing with a nipple, like trying to topple a spire, the nipple was bounced down, then bounced again as it stood erect, falling down repeatedly. The nipple gradually became engorged with blood, jiggling elastically.
Eisena shook her head, only thrusting her chest forward, leaning her weight on Yong, constantly uttering soft moans, "
Don't tease me like this... my nipples... they'll get wet..."
"Really?"
Yong began to rotate the nipple, using the pads of his thumb, index, and middle fingers to press and rotate it, flicking the nipple with his fingertips.
"Ahhh, ahh ... Yong accelerated his manipulation of her nipples, his index and middle fingers rubbing them back and forth with tremendous speed, stimulating the sensitive buds. Even as his fingers dug into her breast flesh, he continued to knead relentlessly. "Ahhhhhh!" Eisenahe's body collapsed into Yong's arms, her chest thrusting forward while her back arched backward, trembling violently. "Don't use your fingers, don't just use your fingers, suck me...!" "Can I be promoted to combatant?" "Yes, I promise! So suck my breasts...!!" Yong moved in front of Eisenahe, leaning in to suckle her breasts. With her nipples being manipulated from behind, Eisenahe's breathing became erratic. Just the way her nipples were turned around made her body tremble uncontrollably, a sweet pain deep within her flesh that Eisenahe couldn't bear. His index finger pressed heavily on her nipple, churning it back and forth like stirring her breasts. More force! More intense stimulation of her nipples! Kneading her breasts! Her breasts and uterus were numb. There was a strange sensation in her nipples beneath the two hollows in her breasts. No! No, knead them harder! That tormented body, with its nipples being flicked by Number 28, finally had its slender spire peeking out from the cave. Number 28's fingers mercilessly rubbed and tortured it with pleasure. The fingertips moved back and forth, like parallel lines, rubbing the nipples. An unbearable pleasure gradually spread. Ahh! Keep playing with the nipples! Make me feel even better! Eisena thought to herself, her nipples becoming even more engorged. Several fingers stimulated the sensitive nipples, rotating and rubbing them hard. Her vagina secreted fluid, and her uterus burned with pain. Eisena's thighs clenched and rubbed together, making it impossible for her to stand properly. She could only lean her weight on Number 28. But Number 28's fingers moved even faster and more violently, as if trying to lead her nipples to a hell of pleasure. The fingers continued to torment her nipples. The Service Bureau member, capable of hitting Spydog with a Namo ball in one shot, possessed even more impressive finger skills . A surge of physical pleasure erupted, and Eisena couldn't help but cry out, "No fingers, don't just use your fingers, suck me…!" "Can I be promoted to combatant?" Number 28 rubbed her nipples, whispering in Eisena's ear, " Combatant? No way! " Although Eisena thought this, with her nipples being played with, she couldn't make a judgment. "Yes, I agree! So suck my breasts…!!" The real pleasure arrived in the next instant. Number 28 leaned in and sucked on her breasts, and electric currents of pleasure flickered deep within her vagina and at the center of her breasts. A jet of orgasmic fluid gushed from her vagina, and her breasts emitted sparks of ecstasy. "Ahhhhhhhh!!" Eisena hugged the back of Number 28's head, pressing her breasts against it. Number 28's face was pressed against her breast, her head completely buried in it, but her tongue didn't leave her nipple. The nipple was thus held between her lips, and Number 28 sucked hard like a demon, *slurp...slurp...* Obscene, wet sounds echoed in the captain's room. Eisenahe shook her head frantically. Her body trembled violently, her abdomen and chest shaking uncontrollably, her waist convulsing heavily (No, I'm going to come again...!).

An intense electric current surged through her inner breasts and vagina. Number 28, seemingly lost in desire, pressed her face against her breasts, almost sucking. But this intensely passionate sucking only made Eisena tremble more; the sensation in her breasts excited her more and more
(I hate it being just one side, I don't want it to be just one side—).
As if they were of one mind, Number 28 switched to sucking on the other nipple. The beautiful hemisphere softened and deformed, and Number 28's tongue touched the nipple. Just as she began to suckle, Eisena pressed her breast against Number 28's face, and a delayed tremor ran through her waist. Even though Eisena tried to suppress it, drops of lewd fluid continued to flow, her vagina already overflowing with sticky, lustful fluid
. No, I'm going to come, I'm going to come again...!!)
Eisenahe was being bitten on the nipple by No. 28, and she shook her head from side to side, reaching another climax. She continued to press her breasts against No. 28, her whole body convulsing.
The current of pleasure surging from her abdomen came to her chest, then back to her abdomen, and then back to her chest again, repeating this continuously. Being played with like this, Eisenahe's body trembled deeply, and her waist trembled rhythmically.
(This kid, so good...! So good...!!)
Even if No. 28 couldn't become a combatant, Eisenahe would at least make him a breast-rubbing man. If she were introduced to Commander Bersalia, she would likely be snatched away immediately.
Number 28 tasted the left breast again, making sharp sucking sounds, then switched to sucking the right breast. Number 28 kept alternating between right and left, biting the nipple until it was long.
"Ah, no... if this continues, it will..."
The moment Eisenahe realized what was happening, she was pushed down onto the bed. Number 28 straddled her like a horse, leaning in to suckle her breasts again. He must really like breasts. Eisenahe
lay on the bed, letting her body loosen to the left and right, as Number 28 licked her breasts hard, making soft moans as she reached orgasm.
"Commander Eisenahe, I want to... quick..."
Number 28 raised her head, took out her penis, as if intending to continue the breast-fucking with this riding position.
Is this still a member of the Service Bureau?
If an ordinary member of the Service Bureau wanted to take advantage of the situation to breast-fucking, they would definitely be whipped.
However, Eisenahe also wanted to serve Number 28.
"Come on..."
Eisenahe gently enticed, letting Number 28's penis come closer. The enormous, seemingly about-to-explode penis clamped into Eisenahe's cleavage. Eisenahe then cupped her breasts with both hands.
"Ugh..."
Number 28 made a sound.
Although Number 28 was skilled at playing with nipples, this was definitely his first time experiencing nipple play. Since he was a high school student, he probably hadn't even touched breasts before.
Number 28 began to clumsily sway his hips. It wasn't like a piston movement; he just thrust his hips down and then returned to the previous position. His hip movements were clumsy.
Even so, Eisenahe's breasts, facing the thrusting penis, were enough to completely clamp it inside. Her delicate skin, glistening with a thin layer of sweat, enveloped the penis tightly from both sides.
"Ah...so good..." Number
28
couldn't help but shout out
(to make him feel even better!).
Eisenahe had the drive of an erotic older sister, and began to shake her breasts from both sides, alternating between her right and left breasts. Right, left, right, left, breasts pressed against him from both sides, causing Number 28 to groan, "Ah, this, no..."
Number 28 swayed his hips in frustration.
"Facing Salmont? Angelite, breast sex is also an effective attack method... Semen can weaken the opponent's strength..."
After saying this, Eisenahe shook her breasts even faster
. "Ah, this won't work..."
Number 28 couldn't help but sway his hips back and forth.
"Enduring is a waste of effort, just shoot it directly into the Dark Knight's chest."
Eisenahe rubbed his breasts violently against the penis, this time shaking both breasts in the same direction at the same time, the flesh of his breasts pressed against the penis, rubbing faster from both sides.
"Ah, Eisenahe, Commander, Commander, Commander!"
Number 28 let out a boyish shout, and the white semen that ejaculated
was like a fountain, exploding inside his chest. The viscous fluid full of desire shot from his cleavage onto Eisenahe's face, spreading out.
The ejaculation started like a fountain, then the remaining semen was ejected with a spasm, spurting out with a trembling sound. Eisenahe's throat, face, and glasses were all covered in semen.
A smile appeared on Eisenahe's face.
"So much! It must feel really good!" Her breasts seemed to be enjoying themselves and thrust forward. "And...!"
Semen spurted onto her glasses, and Number 28's waist trembled.
"Is this your first time experiencing breast sex?"
Eisenahe asked.
"My first time... It was so amazing..."
Number 28 looked dazed, her face flushed. This kid was now experiencing breast sex for the first time and then ejaculating.
Eisenahe used her fingers to wipe the semen stuck to her face. The
smell was quite strong.
Although some human women disliked it, semen was a taste that Demonia people loved. It tasted even better than Demonia semen, and the other person was a boy she really liked. (I'm definitely going to make this kid my breast-rubbing man! From today onwards, he's my exclusive breast-rubbing man!)
Eisenahe made up her mind
and walked out of the captain's room. Outside, combatants were already lined up. Chloe had also changed into her combat suit and was standing inside. The sight of Chloe's combat suit made Yong subconsciously feel attracted. The black leather jacket clung tightly to her body, directly emphasizing her curves.
It was almost like Fujiko Mine's black leather jacket, but it felt more erotic than imposing. Having just thoroughly enjoyed Eisenahe's breasts, even experiencing nipple play, Yong immediately stared at Chloe's breasts. He secretly observed the lines of her breasts, standing beside her.
"What are you doing?"
Chloe asked.
"Trying out old-fashioned weapons."
"Old-fashioned?"
"Trying out the dart weapons we made before joining the group."
Eisenahe appeared from the captain's room. Yong stopped talking, as Eisenahe had just showered, her skin appearing even more radiant, her breasts seemingly more swollen than usual.
He had actually used those breasts for nipple play… Yong thought, and just thinking about it made his lower body erect again. "Based on my predictions, the enemy should invade the base in the next day or two. We must prevent them from infiltrating, no matter what."
"Yes!"
the combatants answered in unison.
(Ugh… am I really capable of being a good combatant…?)
Yong was immersed in this unique tension.
No, no,
this isn't the time to worry about such things; he was only a temporary combatant
. "Combatant A, you will lead number 28,"
Eisenahe ordered .
"Combatant B, lead number 29."
"Yes."
"Combatant C, await orders at the rear."
An alarm suddenly sounded.
"Samont? Angelit has appeared! Number: three! Infiltrate the area near the disguised entrance A! Baraka Squad and Effinia Squad, move out immediately! Repeat—"
This female broadcast made Chloe's expression tense, and Yong also felt nervous. The moment had finally arrived. It was his first time as a combatant.
"Eisenahe Squad, move out! Don't fall behind Baraka Squad!"
Combatant A led the way, and the combatants ran out.
The forest was dark at night, and the goggles worn by Yong and Chloe had additional night vision. " It's functional, so it can see clearly even in the dark
."
Baraka chuckled dismissively. Behind him were three combatants in black combat suits, including Pighead. Pighead glared at Yong through his goggles. Since Yong was a temporary combatant, he probably wouldn't take him seriously. "Hey, Eisenahe, you know the saying 'sharpening your spear at the last minute,' right? Using someone who just got lucky and hit Spydog as a combatant, don't you feel ashamed? Don't let your actions lead to the enemy breaking through and infiltrating the base." "
Spydog was initially found in your room. Looks like you won't be able to find Salmont and Angelit this time either."
Baraka scoffed and disappeared into the darkness with his subordinates .
"Where's the enemy's location?"
Eisenahe asked his subordinates.
"Still can't find them."
"Combatants A and B, split into two teams and start searching. Combatant C and I will stay here."
"Yes."
Combatant A looked at Yong
. "Let's go."
Yong nodded, watching Combatant B and Chlorie leave together.
He felt excited and nervous.
Finally, the battle was about to begin—although it was only the beginning, he felt a sense of fulfillment as a combatant. "If you spot the enemy, use this to fire."
Combatant A handed Yong a flare gun
. "This will light up the sky for three minutes. The falling debris and glowing light will let us know the enemy's location and can also be used as a signal to our comrades. Don't try to make a name for yourself right away; our current mission is to be scouts."
Yong nodded.
Even being a scout was fine, as long as he could perform the duties of a combatant. Compared to the service bureau's work of cleaning the pool and serving tea, this was already quite fortunate.
"Be careful; those people will shoot zero-gravity bullets and sleep bullets."
"Aren't there any pistols here?"
"We Demonians are forbidden from using ranged weapons. We throw our own weapons and defeat our own enemies—that's our proud fighting style."
Yong fell silent subconsciously. The science and technology of Demonia were indeed quite different from Earth's.
Chlorie and Combatant B walked together in the forest. This area of fenced forest was all considered private land.
Could she be the first to spot the enemy? Chlorie thought, if she could spot them, wouldn't that mean she'd done a meritorious service?
No,
that alone wasn't enough. She had to be the first to spot the enemy and defeat them to truly achieve merit. Combatant B had said that their current mission was to act as scouts, letting their comrades know where the enemy was, which was why they had prepared flare guns and fireworks. But—
Chlorie tightly gripped the Namo Sphere.
Had she spotted Salmon? After Angelite, she immediately threw the Namo Sphere, tying up the enemy. Just by rubbing Salmon? The idea that Angelite's breasts would cause them to lose their abilities if they sprayed breast milk
sounded incredibly stupid. She initially thought it was nonsense, but it seemed to be true. Because those people belonged to the Church of Our Lady—
what kind of enemies would appear?
Chloe suddenly turned left, the wind rustling through the bamboo. If she were alone, she would definitely want to leave quickly
(what was going on?).
Combatant B, walking briskly,
froze
at the pink dress—it was Salmont? Angelite! Chloe suddenly threw a Namo Ball at her—was it Salmont? A pink enemy escaped from the tree trunk in front of Angelite.
"What are you doing! Fire the flare gun now!"
(How could I let you escape!)
Chloe ran, throwing a Namo ball at the same time
. "Don't chase! Don't fight the enemy alone!"
Chloe ran out of the bamboo forest and found herself in a relatively spacious area
with no one around
(They escaped!?).
Combatant B caught up with her.
"Idiot! Fire the flare gun now!"
Suddenly, a murderous aura appeared behind her. Chloe turned around and saw a black-haired female warrior dressed entirely in blue,
nocking an arrow on her bow
(a trap...!!).
A sharp sound rang out.
Just as the arrow was about to pierce her body, a rope appeared and bound Chloe tightly. Although Chloe tried to retreat, she was still bound tightly. After being tied up, she lost consciousness. So this is Brookcham's weapon—"Binding Arrow."
"Damn it!"
Combatant B tried to escape, but Pink Officer appeared in front of him, aiming a grenade launcher and
firing a shot. Combatant B was shot into the air, his expression as if he were dreaming, looking like a fool.
Brookcham and Pink Officer looked down at the two combatants. Combatant B wore a foolish expression, his body trembling slightly.
"This guy doesn't have a number, what's going on?"
Officer Pink asked.
"A temporary combatant, huh? Those trashy Service Bureau members sometimes take on temporary combatant roles to try and get promoted."
"That's why he didn't fire the flare gun, but instead came after us. What an idiot."
Brookchaum remained unchanged
. "Looks like their companions haven't noticed us. Let's keep going."
"Where's Rose?"
Brookchaum immediately took out his phone, made a brief call, and then turned to Officer Pink after putting it away
. "She's coming."
(Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!)
Muttering curses, Pighead and Combatant X moved through the dark forest.
Just as expected,
that trashy guy became a temporary combatant...! He's a combatant just like me, unforgivable! Pighead thought to himself. As a combatant, the other side had to be a member of the Service Bureau to maintain authority. If they were both combatants, neither could maintain a high-handed attitude
(just want to fail! Get hit by a shell and die!).
At that moment—an explosion was heard, and a signal flare lit up.
"Hey!"
Combatant X looked over
and even a pig-headed person knew someone had fired a signal flare. That meant, Salmont? Angelit was nearby!
"Let's get there quickly!"
Combatant X sprang into action.
Yong and Combatant A walked through the dark forest. They still couldn't see any enemies. Adjusting their vision through their goggles, the scenery appeared the same as in daylight, though some areas remained shrouded in darkness. It felt mysterious; they didn't know where the enemies were hiding or how they might appear, keeping Yong on edge and making him increasingly suspicious. He felt as if even the shadows of the bamboo forest could spring out of Savent? Like Angelita
(Calm down, calm down.)
Yong chanted an incantation
(I can do it, fight well, even if the enemy is an expert, I'm still a beginner, huh?)
He unconsciously reversed his self-encouragement.
Thinking carefully, this was his first real battle, and he certainly couldn't do very well, because his opponent was a seasoned veteran with considerable experience
(I knew it, was it?) .
Nervousness caused his thoughts to wander
(Since he couldn't do well anyway, he should just stay calm).
Yong had barely caught his breath when he heard an explosion, to his left—definitely the direction Number 29 had gone. "Let's go!"
Combatant A shouted. Yong followed behind. Combatant A was very fast, and Yong desperately chased after him.
Suddenly, Combatant A stopped, and Yong also stopped .
Combatant A waved;
two people lay there. One was Combatant B, and the other—it seemed to be Number 29.
"Go check the situation,"
Combatant A ordered. Yong slowly walked over, slowly approaching. Suddenly, the air tensed. Yong stopped and looked around, noticing a strange outline in a part of the bamboo leaves.
It wasn't a bamboo leaf; it
was a human head spying on Yong and Combatant A from within the bamboo forest.
(Enemy, enemy, enemy...!?)
Yong immediately fired the signal flare. His vision filled with red light. In that instant, Yong didn't know why he fell backward.
He
instinctively shrank back, not knowing why he fell backward. He saw a shell fly past a few centimeters above his goggles. Only after Yong's back hit the ground did he realize he had been sniped
. An explosion sounded behind him. Combatant A was blasted into the air. Yong dodged the zero-gravity grenade, but it exploded right next to Combatant A.
Yong ran over, then heard footsteps approaching from another direction.
"What's going on!"
Combatants X and Z—that idiot
! "Combatant A—"
The red light was still quite intense.
"Get down!"
Combatant X shouted a warning, and all three of them lay prone on the ground. A zero-gravity grenade exploded behind them; they were completely sniped. "Hey, rookie! Shout and charge!"
Combatant X suddenly ordered.
"You'll be the bait! We'll attack while we have the chance!"
"W-Will I die?"
"Don't worry, I'll bury your body."
"Wh-Why is this happening..."
"Hurry up, rookie! Service Bureau members are meant to be sacrificed!"
Combatant X's words were quite harsh. But an order is an order.
Yong walked out.
rustling sound of bamboo leaves.
Enemies?
He didn't know. Yong gripped the restraint ball and threw it towards the direction of the sound, not in front, but to the side.
Yong looked to his left and saw two zero-gravity bullets flying towards him
(Wow, direct fire…!)
. One bullet grazed Yong's armpit and landed near Combatant X and Pighead, while the other hit Yong's feet, sending all three flying into the air.
Rose Scolari took down Combatant Squad B, then eliminated the other squad. Next, she received a contact from Brookjom; it seemed these were Combatant Squad A, who had come to check on their comrades.
Although they had fired a signal flare, it had become bait. Come on, come help your comrades, and then let me wipe you out!
(It's about time the Dark Knight appeared. What kind of enemy is this...!?)
Rose Skolla remained vigilant, approaching the large tree
. After regaining consciousness, Yong felt as if the world had turned upside down.
(Whoa! The world has reversed!)
It seemed his body had been reversed. He had been blasted away by the enemy's zero-gravity bullet and finally fell onto the tree trunk in the dark forest.
Even though his body was upside down, Yong looked around and
didn't see any combatant A. The one with the swirling eyes must be Chloe. No one could come to help. Just as Yong was thinking about how to escape,
he suddenly noticed a certain aura approaching. It was a girl wearing an American-style mini-uniform that revealed her lower breasts and a red plaid mini-skirt—Samont? Angelit .
Moreover, she possessed a pair of beautiful, large breasts. They stretched the mini-uniform high, clearly showing her protruding lower breasts. Although she wore a mask, she was definitely a beauty.
(Samont? Angelit, wearing such erotic clothes!)
Yong was stunned
. What an erotic enemy! Before attacking, he wondered if she had three heads and six arms, but she turned out to be a very cute girl.
No,
this girl is the one who will defeat him and the combatants .
(What should he do now?)
He should save his own life first. Since this is his first battle, if she just faints, it won't be a problem.
However, his goal is to become a combatant and he wants to become a Dark Knight, someone who can enjoy a life of luxury.
(How can he defeat her?)
He thought that
the enemy's weakness was her breasts—he knew that. He could just knead her breasts to squeeze out breast milk and then ride on her! The problem was, how could he launch a sneak attack in this situation? Once she fell from the tree trunk, her head would be smashed to pieces upon hitting the ground.
(Turning his body back...)
Salmont? Angelite approached. The enemy didn't notice him.
He held his breath.
Salmont? Angelite was directly below him! This way, he could see her cleavage clearly from directly above. It was
huge!
He couldn't help but swallow. Of course, he was careful not to make a sound.
Salmont? Angelite happened to walk right below
(right now!!)
when Yong jumped down from the tree trunk, landing halfway down behind Salmont? Angelite. Salmont? Angelite looked up and took a half-step forward
(don't even think about escaping!).
Yong grabbed Salmont? Angelite's breasts from behind. His hands slid inside her mini-blouse, the unexpected elasticity making his fingers feel incredibly good. Although her breasts already looked large from above, they felt even larger when he actually held them. Delicate and full of elasticity, he couldn't fully grasp them even with his hands spread to their limit, and they were still swaying
(so good...!) .
"Ahhh...!"
Salmont? Angelite also realized what was happening and tried to escape
(still trying to escape!).
Yong kneaded her breasts even harder, the nipples feeling incredibly comfortable, radiating youthful elasticity, and clinging tightly to her hands. She could feel something hard rubbing against the center of her breasts—probably her nipples
(so good…!).
“Ah, ah, gurgle…!”
“What’s your bra size?”
Yong asked instinctively.
“You’re from Demonia…!”
A very young voice,
about her age? Like a high school student’s voice. The breasts she grasped were equally delicate. “What’s your name…?”
“Rose Scolari…and you are…?”
“Service Bureau Member Number 28.”
"Huh?"
Taking advantage of Rose Scorpion's distraction, Yong pinched her nipple, flicking and kneading the protrusion in the center of her breast, causing it to sway.
"Eee-ah, ah-ah, gurgle-ah... Stop..."
Rose Scorpion's voice sounded distressed; it seemed her breasts were truly her weakness. She felt her waist weaken, her knees trembled, and her chin was raised high. She must be experiencing a lot of pleasure inside her
(it seems like... I can squeeze out some breast milk...!).
Yong began to grip her breasts tightly with both hands, pinching her nipples with his index and middle fingers, like a penis, along the two nipples... The tips of her nipples were rubbed back and forth.
"Ahhh...no, rubbing there...you're filthy, perverted...devil..."
Rose Scorpion's chest thrust forward, her body trembling uncontrollably. Just seeing the girl's tormented state made Yong almost ejaculate. He followed his desire and played with her nipples even more, his fingertips suddenly speeding up.
"Ahhh, ahhh...!"
Rose Scorpion's body trembled and bounced. Yong was excited by this sight and pressed his erect penis against her nipples.
(Waaaa...Samont? Angelite's breasts, they feel so good to rub...and they're even softer than Akimoto Rina's...!)
"Don't put strange things near me..."
"This?"
Yong deliberately rubbed his penis against the girl . "Ugh...!
"
"Please let me defeat you."
Yong used all his strength to knead her breasts, pinching her areolas with his index and middle fingers, as if pushing them forward , kneading them continuously. " Ahhh, ahh ... Yong was incredibly excited, continuing to squeeze her breasts tightly, pressing the flesh forcefully with both hands, causing her breasts to become firm and pointed. "Eeeah! Stop...!" Breast milk gushed out violently again, and Rose Skolla's body convulsed (I really want to violate this girl...!). His lust grew stronger and stronger, and Yong then rubbed his penis against Rose Skolla, kneading her breasts with both hands at the same time. Her breasts were full of elasticity, and breast milk kept spraying out. Rose Scolari desperately tried to suppress her moans and braced herself with her legs, but this only gave Yong more pleasure. "Stop... I'm going to kill you...!" "Then I'll take you down first." Yong grabbed her breasts and shook them, the trajectory of her breast milk swaying back and forth, revealing her miniature uniform with her lower breasts visible. Her breasts were being shaken, and breast milk was being forcibly ejaculated. "Ahhh, not there...!" Rose Scolari shook her head desperately, her back trembling, and breast milk continued to gush out violently. "No... I'm going to come...!" (If this continues, I can take her down!) Yong had just thought this when the intense impact made his head spark. Before he could react, Yong collapsed to the ground, unconscious. (W-what...!?) It felt like he'd been kicked. He saw a girl in a blue uniform and hat, who looked like a police officer, running towards him. (Sa-Samont? Angelite...!?) "Rose Skolla!" A woman in a blue low-cut suit appeared as well. (Enemy...!?) Seeing Yong turn around, the policewoman stepped on him. (Gulp...!) "Should we kill this guy?" " No, Salmont? Angelite forbids killing." "But!" "Can you stand up?" the blue-clad woman asked. "Um..." Rose Skolla struggled to her feet. "A lot of breast milk has been squeezed out. If we don't get back soon..." "If you're going back, take that guy back too. Try to interrogate him." "Is it alright?" The pink-clad policewoman approached Chloe, seemingly intending to take her prisoner (How could I let her succeed!). The policewoman had barely removed her foot when Yong pounced on her, and Chloe fainted. When she woke up, she found herself completely bound, with only memories up to the moment the arrow flew towards her… Oh, so that's what caused it. Upon waking, she made eye contact with the pink-clad officer, who walked towards her (she had to escape!). Just as Chloe thought this, the figure beside the pink-clad officer suddenly pounced – it was her fellow combatant. "Pervert!" The pink-clad officer kicked the combatant in the face and pulled the trigger on a grenade launcher. "Ouch!" The combatant screamed as he was sent flying. His mask had no letters (no markings!? Could it be… Tsukikawa…!?). "What an annoying guy, might as well just kill him—" " Behind you!" Hearing Brookjom's warning, the pink-clad officer turned around, her mouth agape. The combatant who had taken a grenade launcher was still standing perfectly fine! "Liar! The sleep bomb clearly hit, how could it not work!? Why!?" "Aaaaah!" Zhuokawa lunged forward, grabbing her before the pink officer could pull the trigger. "Ah...!" Brookjom calmly fired "Arrow of Defense," sending Zhuokawa flying backward as if bounced off something, finally crashing into a tree trunk and falling to the ground . "Let's get out of here quickly." "Wait, since we can't capture her, we should at least see her true face." The pink officer reloaded the silver bullet and aimed the gun at Chlorischer.

"If it hits, you'll be completely naked instantly. That's called a 'naked bullet.'"
(Stop...!)
Chloe was terrified.
Would this expose her true identity as Chloe? Roswell's true identity? What should she do?
Chloe began to struggle, but she was bound by ropes and couldn't move at all.
"Show your true face!"
He pulled the trigger—before that, Tsukikawa lunged at the pink officer again.
The bullet didn't hit Chloe.
(He... saved me again...?)
Why!?
Because I'm the master, and you're a monk?
We're both members of the Service Bureau now—both are temporary combatants, right? Why? Why?
"This guy—!"
The pink officer raised his grenade launcher, and in that instant—lightning flashed on the ground and the sound of whips cracked. The pink-clad policewoman screamed as she was thrown back, the trees behind her splitting in two with a deafening roar.
This was the work of Eisenah, who was about twenty meters away. Her whip, approximately two or three meters long, created a powerful shockwave.
"Hah!"
Eisenah swung her whip again, knocking back two Salmont Angelit. Rose Scolari released smoke, but despite Eisenah's repeated whip strikes, there was no reaction. When the smoke dissipated, the enemies were gone.
Combatants C and A ran over, and Eisenah propped up Yong's body.
"Wake up! Are you alright?!"
"I'm sorry, I was almost able to defeat Rose Scolari..."
"It's okay, you did a great job."
Eisenah hugged Yong tightly, keeping a distance from them—Combatant Z, who arrived a step later, wore a complex expression of fear
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