[Hypnosis/Meteor Warrior's Rainbow Strike Chapter 2]

Meteor Warrior's Rainbow Trial -
Chapter 2
Author: uzi
Genre: Minecraft, Light Color, Fantasy
First Published: Yirentang Second Published: Wulian, Siheyuan, Huisuo, 　　Yili
(DCD reposting) 　　Uzi, that's right. 　　Seeing someone seriously examining the story moved me for a few seconds. 　　The hardest part was actually the male protagonist's penetration; there was so much foreplay to seal it in, and the female character couldn't take the initiative, making writing unexpectedly 　　restrictive... Fortunately, the reactions seem to indicate a strong sense of virginity 　　. Let me make it clear upfront: this time, rather than pleasing readers, my bigger motivation was to complete 　　a novella I'd been conceiving for a while, while also laying the groundwork for further series plot lines. Therefore, this story is 　　quite different from my previous works in terms of character design, plot orientation, atmosphere, and even the practicality of the sex scenes (I will try to include 　　sex scenes in every chapter to avoid being censored by the moderators, but I can't guarantee it will be satisfying enough...). 　　If there are any situations that are unsuitable for the general public, I will take full responsibility, because I only want to compromise with myself 　　... Hmm, the same as usual? I'm just a third-rate oddball anyway? Okay, I admit it... 　　One last thing to reassure everyone (?): 　　The theme this time is [Love and Courage]! 　　As usual, 　　please 　　leave the 　　original content 　　intact and don't mess with the formatting if you repost, 　　thank 　　you 　　. 　　=== 　　... 　　"...But the Demon King's subordinates cast a strange curse...Everyone seemed to forget they were allies 　　, and a chaotic battle ensued..." 　　The girl with light blue hair spoke to Gran, her voice, with its slight tremor, as if trying to pour 　　out her regret and resentment. 　　"...In the end, we lost to the Demon King..." 　　However, most of the girl's words failed to reach Gran's ears, whose mind was already reeling. 　　"..." 　　To Gran, all of this was inexplicable. 　　He knew the Meteor Warrior was a woman. 　　He also knew the Meteor Warrior's name was Seina. 　　He had heard that the Meteor Warrior had set foot in the Kingdom of Jais. 　　He had overheard the restaurant patrons talking about the Meteor Warrior kneeling and begging for mercy after being defeated by the Demon King many times. 　　Gran had even heard strange ballads from some unscrupulous bards about heroes being gang-raped by monsters 　　, and about heroes whispering sweet nothings to princesses in the dead of night; even though the true appearance of heroes—beauty, ugliness, age— 　　was largely unknown, it still filled people's imaginations. 　　But Gran had never even dreamed that he would one day meet a real hero. 　　Heroes were figures who only existed in poems and stories! 　　"Uh...uh, um, that...I don't understand..." 　　Gran, his mind a jumbled mess, could only manage to squeeze out this sentence. 　　Calling herself by the real name of the Meteor Hero, yet serving others in an abandoned granary in this remote town, 　　and having shared a passionate encounter with him in bed just ten days ago...was this girl really a hero? 　　Or was she just joking about the hero's name? 　　Gran couldn't tell. 　　But the feeling in the girl's voice made it impossible for him to dismiss it as a lie. 　　"…………" 　　The girl, who called herself Saina, fell silent for a moment. 　　The two remained in this ambiguous position, speechless. 　　"...I understand. Without proof, it's difficult to convince others of such a fantastical tale." 　　Seemingly hesitant, Seina spoke slowly after a long pause. 　　"...Then, please 'command' me. Even if it's magic, if you 'command' me, I 　　can show it to you." 　　"Huh?" 　　Her abrupt request confused Gran even more. 　　Just moments ago they were talking about heroes and demon kings, and now it's commands? 　　"...My body has been cursed by the demon king," 　　Seina explained softly. 　　At this moment, Gran vaguely felt her grip on him weaken, slowly releasing her hold. 　　As she withdrew, the trembling from her fingers became strangely clear. 　　"...The demonic sword that pierced my body during my execution has transformed into pure malevolent magic, dissolving 　　into my body and forming a massive curse... Now, I have had most of my power sealed away by the Demon King, and I 　　have no right to act freely... Without the 'command' of a member of the opposite sex, I cannot take any initiative..." 　　Gran saw an indescribable sorrow in Seina's eyes. 　　It was the kind of sadness that only appears when betrayed by a loved one. 　　"...After the execution, the Demon King teleported me to a distant city... At that time, I thought 　　the people who rescued me from the desert would understand my situation... But those merchants chose profit, sending me...sending me 　　to the black market, selling me to illegal brothels..." 　　"What..." 　　Gran was dumbfounded. 　　A girl with a delicate and charming figure, who brought light to the people, ultimately 　　could not resist people's foolish pursuit of profit after losing her power and her sense of self, forced to kneel before countless unfamiliar members of the opposite sex, actively performing 　　all sorts of lewd services. The truth hidden beneath the surface of the 'truth' is far more 　　convoluted and bizarre 　　than the exaggerated praises and poems of the bards .

When he saw the totem on Saina's back, he was speechless.
"...At that time, I even lost the right to struggle...!"
An alien presence clung to the girl's jade-like back.
A strange totem, almost charred black with a deep brown hue, composed of six or seven lines, was a grotesque mark on
the fair skin near her left shoulder blade.
"This...this isn't...a slave brand...!?"
A slave brand.
As the name suggests, it was a mark left only on the most degraded and vile sex slaves who had completely lost their human rights
; unlike ordinary brands welded onto slaves with horseshoes, the charcoal mixed with magic stone fragments
formed a special magical substance on the slave's body that could not be removed.
Even if covered with other things, the slave brand was easily detected due to the alien nature of the magic circle.
Saina's life was destined to be burdened with the stigma of a sex slave.
"...Two months later, I was fortunate enough to find an opportunity to avoid becoming a slave...
The full moon's light, unobstructed by the magical mist, seemed to weaken the seal's effect... Today, Mr. Mosaman opened
the window; what a stroke of luck."
The seemingly casual words carried a profound meaning.
Gran couldn't imagine what kind of life she had led before her escape.
However, the doubts lingering in his heart didn't dissipate.
"...I, I still don't understand...why me...?"
After a moment's hesitation, Gran finally uttered his deepest question.
Regardless of whether Seina was the true Meteor Warrior, it was already illogical that she hadn't sought help from anyone else during her long period of infiltration
, let alone the person she was now seeking assistance from—even though it felt
strange to Gran—a seemingly ordinary young man suffering from amnesia and weakness.
Moreover, he and she had only met that one night.
"...Actually, I don't know either."
"Don't know...?"
But Seina's answer still exceeded his expectations.
"...In the past six months, I've tried to seek help from others more than once, but no one believes
me. They just treat me as a plaything to satisfy their lust."
The girl's words were tinged with an indescribable sorrow.
Recalling what Arken had said, Gran could roughly guess Seina's plight.
When she escaped from the Demon King's army, she was probably just as naked as she was now,
stripped of her ability to protect herself and her right to move freely by the Demon King's curse. She could only let others 'command' her to do various
things against her will. Even if she could regain some self-will on the night of the full moon,
no one would believe Seina, who had no way to prove anything.
It was only natural that Mosaman would lock her up in the abandoned granary and use her as a shared sex toy for the townspeople.
"...But, that night, I felt a fluctuation coming from you."
"A fluctuation...?"
Seina nodded.
"...Back then, you looked into my eyes and seemed to find it strange, didn't you?"
"...You, how did you know...wait, could it be that you saw me back then...!"
Her question quickly brought back memories of that night for Gran.
The fragile tremor he'd sensed in the girl's eyes back then—Gran had only just realized it stemmed from the
despair of someone about to give up everything after numerous setbacks and despair.
Perhaps, it was then that Saina discovered he'd witnessed her emotional shift, which was why she'd decided to brave
the night to come here for his help?
"...I've been in this town for over three months. But every man I've...every
man I've been with hasn't sensed my own will."
The girl's pale voice carried a hint of sorrow.
Gran couldn't imagine the pain she must be feeling.
"But...you're different."
Saina's gaze towards him was intensely burning.
It was the look of someone who had finally found hope, filled with beautiful expectations and hopes.
"In other words, you see me as the next person who might help you...uh, hope...?"
Saina nodded silently.
The entire situation took shape in Gran's mind like a series of interconnected fragments.
—After being defeated by the Demon Star Black Emperor, Seina's comrades were killed, and she herself suffered countless
humiliations at the hands of the Demon King's army, including a brutal execution by being slowly sliced to death by a thousand swords.
—However, she didn't truly die at that time. Instead, she was cast into several powerful curses by the Demon King and
abandoned somewhere on the continent; her power was not only sealed, but she also lost her self-awareness,
unconditionally obeying any command from men most of the time.
—Taking advantage of the curses' weakening on the night of the full moon, Seina escaped from a brothel in the black market, avoiding
a terrible future of imprisonment and becoming a slave. However, because she acted alone and lost
the one who "commanded" her actions, she found herself in a life-or-death situation. In her dying moments, she was found and revived by Mosaman.
—However, branded a slave to prostitution, she couldn't gain anyone's trust, nor could anyone notice
her abnormality. She had no way to escape the abandoned granary or change the situation, and could only helplessly allow Mosamanli
to profit from her body… until Gran's appearance.
At this point, everything became clear.
"But…but…I can't do anything…"
"…You're the only one who can perceive that I have a self and feelings…and the only one
who doesn't take my service for granted."
A hint of expectation appeared in Seina's voice.
This subtle change made Gran feel the girl's innocence.
Even after countless torments, she hadn't given up on trusting people.
"So, I hope you can help me—"
Seina's voice was even more resolute than before.
He couldn't help but swallow.
"—Go to the Kingdom of Jais."
Instantly, Gran's mind went blank.
If he hadn't misheard, this ruined kingdom was the heart of the Demon King's army.
And this girl was now asking him to lead her to a place surrounded by countless monsters.
"There... there are monsters there, right?"
Seina nodded.
—Monsters.
For Gran, who had always lived in a peaceful environment, that was unimaginable.
Apart from fragmented, unrealistic memories of World of Warcraft and monster hunters, his life here
had only seen docile creatures like hawk-billed worms and two-horned beasts, which were more suited for animal husbandry.
Even the bards' stories only mentioned monsters as huge as mountains.
"Monsters... those... like those ferocious creatures like rock rhinoceroses?"
"...Rock rhinoceroses are one type of relatively docile monster."
This sentence didn't feel real.
He had never seen the monsters in the Beast World, nor the fire-breathing dragons in real life.
However, Gran still knew just how dangerous monsters were; he had seen adventurers use huge wooden carts
to transport a rock rhinoceros the size of five or six strong men to a restaurant, and he had seen the adventurers stationed in the town
covered in wounds after hunting monsters.
The rock rhinoceros was just an ordinary monster, not even reaching the Earthly Tribulation level.
And this monster, capable of threatening lives, was described as docile in her words.
"Why...why...go there...?"
"...To completely remove this curse, I have no choice but to defeat the Demon King. Moreover, if the Demon King's
army continues its invasion, there will never be a peaceful place on this continent again."
Having lost the restraint of being a hero, the Demon King's army's offensive became increasingly ferocious.
Even in Greenbud Town, which wasn't particularly well-informed about the world, merchants exchanged information and
knew a little about the monsters and the Demon King's army's slaughter.
Will Town, where Gran was discovered, was the best example.
"...I'm afraid it will be a somewhat...no, quite arduous journey."
Senna hesitated slightly, but still honestly continued.
As her servant, Gran was adept at reading between the lines and could easily discern what Senna hadn't said.
How could a former hero not know how powerful higher-ranking monsters were? The use of the
ambiguous word "fear" in her answer implied that the monsters there were far beyond the capabilities of ordinary adventurers. Or
perhaps, even as a hero, she couldn't ascertain just how difficult it would be to reach the heart of the Demon King's territory
?
Gran's thoughts were consumed by terror and unease.
—Humans have an instinctive aversion to the unknown.
No matter who they are, everyone possesses a special sense of self-protection.
Anxiety, embarrassment, tension, guilt, unease, fear… Faced with
drastic changes that shake or even destroy one's self-worth, people often choose distorted or deceptive methods to escape; and when faced with indescribable
, alien feelings stemming from the unknown, people tend to deny them directly.
Therefore, Gran unconsciously uttered this answer.
"—No…"
"Huh—?"
Seina's surprised whisper failed to stop Gran's reflexive refusal.
Stepping into the unknown, facing the threat of death, is not a choice an ordinary person could make.
Not to mention, abandoning one's peaceful life until now for a complete stranger—
no one could easily make that choice.
"There will be, there will be many monsters… and I'm just a waiter… no, anyway,
shouldn't adventurers help? How could they expect a useless guy like me to do it!"
Gran's voice trembled.
He couldn't imagine himself fighting monsters like those adventurers.
But he imagined his own danger first.
"Even adventurers can be killed by monsters, and you want me to go to a place like that with you... how, how could I possibly
come back alive!"
"No, I'll protect you—"
"You can't even protect yourself, can you!"
Seina's voice was interrupted by Gran's casual remark.
Speechless, the girl lowered her head and touched the brand on her back.
She had indeed failed to protect herself.
"But, but—"
"No! I don't want to hear it!"
"—!"
The girl's mouth suddenly closed.
Gran's shout, filled with refusal, became a 'command' to her.
Seina, no matter how many words she could use to persuade him, was speechless.
—She made two mistakes.
First, she was too impulsive.
If she were in a normal mental state, she wouldn't have made such abrupt demands, but would have
tried to persuade him to cooperate based on her past experiences as an adventurer; however, under the torment of the past six months, the excessively suppressed anxiety
lost control when recounting the past, leading her to make the wrong judgment.
Second, she didn't know Gran at all.
Having only met him once, Seina naturally didn't know his personality, and therefore couldn't choose the right
words to persuade this stranger to help her; not to mention that she had nothing to prove
her identity, so what could she use to convince someone?
But most importantly, she
had absolutely no concept of how much courage and resolve it took for someone living in peace to voluntarily step out of their safe zone.
"Yes, yes, fighting monsters is so dangerous, how could I possibly..."
Muttering to herself, Gran unconsciously made up various excuses to avoid the issue.
Seina's expression also turned anxious.
Although she hadn't expected the 'command' to have an effect in this way—even if its duration was shorter under the moonlight
—her experiences on her journey quickly made her understand his current situation.
The young man before her was about to refuse her.
No.
She couldn't allow this to happen.
Without time to think, Saina could only approach him to try and soothe him. However, the moment she moved, the moonlight
reflected off her and magnified in Gran's eyes.
The human eye is often particularly sensitive to changes in light... even overly sensitive.
"No, don't come any closer!"
"—!"
Saina's steps were forcibly halted in mid-air.
Gran's shouts became another 'command.'
Then, her immobilized body was roughly pushed out of the house by Gran.
When her limbs were freed, the wooden door slammed shut in front of her.
"Mr. Gran! Mr. Gran!"
Ignoring the possibility of her voice attracting attention, Saina anxiously pounded on
the wooden door that Gran held firmly shut, trying to speak again.
"Please listen to me!"
"No, don't!"
The voice from behind the door was filled with unease and rejection.
For a brief moment, only Saina's pitiful cries and the sound of pounding on the wooden door could be heard.
After a long while, Gran's shouts finally came from behind the door.
"I...I don't want to be a guide! I'm just an ordinary person! The kind of
ordinary person who could be killed by monsters if I'm not careful!"
"…………!"
The hysterical, hoarse scream made Saina realize something.
She hadn't understood the reason for the fear in Gran's eyes before, but now she did.
She was an adventurer, Gran wasn't.
Whether hunting or fighting, adventurers who battled monsters every day were used to facing their inner
terror and unease, which made Saina naturally overlook the differences between them.
One trembled incessantly, the other stood silently, and silence spread between the young man and the girl.
Gran wasn't a hero, but an ordinary civilian.
She understood how cruel her request had been to Gran.
She didn't have the right to force him to help her.
Or perhaps, she shouldn't have asked the person she was supposed to protect to assist her at all.
"…………I understand."
Saying this, the girl turned around.
Her light blue hair shone even brighter in the icy moonlight.
"...I made such an abrupt request; it was a slip of the tongue."
Saina's smile came from behind the door.
But the wooden door couldn't hide the desolation in her voice.
"...I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Gran."
Through the peephole, Gran saw her expression as she turned away.
The smile on her beautiful face was tinged with loneliness, resentment... and disappointment.
The soft footsteps faded into the distance.
Then, only silence remained.
"Haa...haa...!"
Gran collapsed to the ground, panting. The
image that flashed through his mind was the girl's forlorn and helpless expression as she left.
The emotion etched on that expression made it easy for him to imagine the countless setbacks she had endured;
the terrible experiences she had faced in the year following her defeat, the betrayal of so many people she wanted to trust, until now, when
she couldn't even grasp the only helping hand she had.
Just imagining himself being deceived by Arken, Gran could easily imagine that pain.
And the girl before him, with her fragile body and mind, had probably suffered a pain far more bitter and agonizing than that feeling
.
Yet, this pain was inflicted by him.
But...
"..."
Gran stared at his hands, which had just been trembling.
—The scorching, foul stench of burning flesh.
The terror of being choked and drowned by countless dead things, the terror of being forced to breathe amidst the stench of the dead
, the terror of his limbs seemingly melting together from 　　the lividity, the terror of his body being robbed of its warmth by the dead from all sides.
And, the terror of 　　having no one to rely 　　on . Anxiety and fear
eroded and consumed his will. 　　Even though the 　　trauma had subsided today, the wounds in his heart 　　still prevented him from mustering the courage. Even if 　　there were other ways he could help 　　Saina. ********** ... 　　He feared that being rejected by the only person who might offer help would break her heart. 　　(But…) 　　Gran’s mind was in turmoil. 　　He couldn’t bear to look at her helpless and desperate expression. 　　Yet, he also couldn’t bring himself to give up his current life. 　　No matter how dull it was, it was still peaceful and stable, without excessive ups and downs; although 　　there wasn’t much entertainment or novelty in the small town, Gran believed this was the life an ordinary person like him should lead. 　　But why was he still so restless? 　　“…Lan…hey…Gran! Hey kid, snap out of it!” 　　“Ouch…it’s hot, hot, hot!” 　　After being called several times by the sous chef, Gran realized that he had actually put his entire hand into the soup. 　　The burning sensation and pain immediately brought him back to his senses. 　　“You…” 　　The sous chef aunt rubbed her temples. 　　Since the day before yesterday, Gran has been completely out of sorts and chaotic. While serving, he 　　spilled a whole pot of hot tea on a customer's head; while mopping the floor, he fell from the second floor, knocking over a cabinet; and today, 　　while busy in the kitchen without causing any accidents, he kept injuring himself while handling a knife to cook. 　　"...While the head chef is still asleep, go to Mr. Lu En's house to do a delivery, take a short break, and then come back." 　　"No, no, no, I'm fine, I'm fine—" " 　　Whatever, go wipe your face until you're normal before you get back, or I'll chop up your chickens!"

Gran dashed off with his basket.
Glan glanced at the contents to make sure nothing had been knocked over during the commotion, took a few deep
breaths to compose himself, and headed towards the small church on the hill.
Rune Aiolia was a monk who had settled in the town three years prior. A man
of gentle manners, he was renowned in the town as the most beloved son of Greenbee, and his skills as a monk were highly
convincing. He was exceptionally knowledgeable in both healing magic and pharmacology, and many adventurous visitors
had received his care.
Gran was no exception when he was brought here. It was thanks
to Mr. Rune's dedicated treatment that he was able to quickly overcome the psychological trauma of that time.
"Mr. Rune! Mr. Rune! It's Gran, from the Greenbee restaurant! Are you there?"
"Good afternoon, Mr. Will. Here's the 12g for your order."
Rune, seeing the basket in Gran's hand, handed him the pre-prepared coins
.
"...Would you like to come in and rest for a bit?"
Then, seemingly sensing that he didn't intend to leave immediately, Rune beckoned him in.
Following Rune into the church, what Gran saw left the deepest impression on him.
It wasn't the pews, nor the altar, but the
stained glass window facing the entrance, depicting the veiled figure of the God of Light, old yet well-maintained.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the stained glass, creating a kaleidoscope of colors.
Watching Rune take the food to the living quarters at the back, Gran naturally sat on the pew, gazing up at
the stained glass depicting the God of Light, lost in thought.
"The message delivery service is better than I expected. My wife and I are very satisfied; please continue
this service."
Rune said to Gran back in the church, pulling him back to reality.
"Th-thank you."
With a smile, Rune didn't say anything, simply sitting down beside him.
He didn't say anything to Gran, nor did he urge Gran to confide anything; he simply
stayed silently with him in the quiet environment.
After a long while, Gran still didn't dare break the silence.
So, it wasn't him who broke the silence, but Luen.
"My wife isn't fully awake, you can say whatever you want,"
Luen said calmly with a serene smile.
"...Mr. Luen?"
"I'm just a monk; if you don't speak, I can't know what's causing your troubles... even
if your expression is quite obvious,"
Luen said slowly.
Gran then realized that his distress was probably written all over his face.
"But, your troubles seem to stem from some kind of unease?"
"...Yes. Recently, something happened... someone needs my help, but..."
After hesitating for a moment, Gran still didn't reveal everything.
He always felt that Saina's matter wasn't something he could casually discuss with others.
"But?"
"I...I don't know if I should help. Because that might make me...uh, I
mean, I can't guarantee I can really help...but...but, I just feel I shouldn't
stand idly by, but...but..."
Gran stammered, pouring out his inner turmoil.
He couldn't quite articulate what he was struggling with.
Listening quietly to his jumbled words, Rune didn't interrupt.
"I...I don't know what to do, and I don't know what I should do..."
Rune sighed.
"Unfortunately, I can't give you a direct answer."
"Huh?"
The irresponsible remark startled Gran.
"The duty of a monk is to point out the direction lost people can choose, not to directly grab
their hands and guide them."
Rune patted Gran's shoulder.
The gentle smile that usually graced his face seemed slightly fainter.
"Not knowing how to conduct myself, not knowing which way to go—I had similar experiences in my youth. Because of various concerns
, I failed to put my goals into practice, missing opportunities more important than anything else; afterwards, because of momentary
hesitation, I let things that were as vital as life itself slip through my fingers, and to this day, I cannot dispel the
regret in my heart."
"Mr. Rune...?" "
Ah, my lack of decisiveness in thinking and acting has left me with eternal regret. And my nearly forty years of life
have taught me something very important: the regret that arises from not having done something
is always stronger and heavier than the regret that arises from doing something."
Rune turned his head and looked directly at Gran.
"Lost person, I hope you can understand."
"—"
His expression also became completely different from before, serious.
That oppressive feeling that made it impossible to look away left a deep impression on Gran.
He had never imagined that the monk, who usually spoke gently and seemed easy to bully, could show
such a serious expression and utter such heavy words.
Unable to reply, Gran simply stared blankly into Luen's eyes.
"...I suppose that's it?"
Then, Luen returned to his usual elegant smile.
However, Gran still couldn't reply, because the monk's words had plunged him into deep
self-reflection; the unease lingering in his mind due to the unknown and terror began to
waver.
Then, the side door behind the altar opened.
"Luen, dinner is ready... Oh, Gran. Good evening."
The woman who peeked out greeted Gran warmly. Her
golden hair, styled in a bun, made her look quite noble, and her simple linen dress
appeared even more elegant against her tall and slender figure.
"Mrs. Rune, good evening. I apologize for disturbing you..."
The woman's full name was Seiopela Aioia.
Originally a knight, she had been seriously wounded in battle and, at her husband's urging, had resigned from her adventurer's
life, moving to this small town to recuperate and enjoy a leisurely life.
"Seiopela, are you alright?"
"Do you really think your healthy wife is some kind of dying gnat?"
"How could I?"
Gran knew, of course, that Rune and his wife were very much in love.
However, witnessing their intimacy up close while he was seriously lost in thought gave him
a strange feeling he didn't know how to describe.
It was as if he had become one of those annoying bystanders in a fairy tale.
So, Gran thought for a moment, then excused himself and left the church.
"...Did you properly guide the lost? My dear monk husband."
"Did you hear that? However, a monk should only point out the direction; the choice is ultimately his own."
—And so, he didn't hear the Rune couple's caring little conversation with him.
—Gran's small mind could no longer hold any of this.
"Haa..."
After returning home, Gran ate a little something hastily and then retreated to his room, troubled.
Arken had gone to chat and play with his childhood friend again that day, making the already spacious house feel even more
empty.
Just like the night he met Seina, quiet and desolate.
"What do I want to do..."
Playing with the strange handle, Gran sighed again.
He couldn't figure out what he intended to do.
To be honest, he really wanted to be able to help Seina, but besides cooking,
he had no other skills and wasn't even an adventurer. To her, leading her would likely result in him becoming
a corpse in the wilderness halfway through; not to mention, although Seina described the current state of the continent as quite unsettling, he
had lived here for quite some time and had never heard of any monster attacks.
It was far more dangerous outside.
There was nothing he could do.
"..."
It should be like this, but Gran always felt a pricking sensation in his heart.
He couldn't help but question his rejection that night again.
—What do I want?
After thinking it over and over, Gran still couldn't find an answer.
Unconsciously, he had already gripped the handle tightly.
After a long while, Gran sat up from the bed.
"...Go find her."
Gran couldn't explain why he suddenly had such a thought.
However, the feeling in his mind, as if the scenery ahead was obscured by a thin mist, made him believe for no reason that
as long as he met Saina again, this unbearable anxiety would be dispelled.
However, as Gran stepped out of the house, his determination was overwhelmed by something much larger.
Chaos.
"—What, what happened?"
Looking at the burning house in the distance, his thoughts involuntarily stopped.
What followed was a burst of loud,
resounding noises that echoed in the air, a mixture of screams, shouts, cries, and howls.
Especially the final howl; Gran was certain it didn't come from the town.
He'd lived there all his life and had never heard such a ferocious roar.
"Hey! Gran!"
"Aken!"
Seeing the familiar blond boy appear before him, Gran regained his sense of reality, further confirming
that what he was witnessing was no illusion.
"W-what happened…"
"A monster! A wandering monster!"
A wandering monster.
Following their unique ecosystem, most monsters, despite their ferocious nature, were accustomed to
settled communities and wouldn't easily leave their habitats. Except for non-settled monsters, they
would only migrate to other places due to environmental changes or threats to their own safety.
The last time Greenbud Town encountered a wandering monster was almost ten years ago.
"I heard monsters are approaching from the north and west. The mayor ordered everyone to take refuge in the underground warehouse. Gran,
grab your things and hurry over! I have to go find Tina!"
With that, Arken dashed off in another direction.
"Ah, um!"
He knew Arken meant to keep valuables with him.
TV commercials often urged people to keep their valuables with them, so he remembered.
He scrambled back to his room, grabbed his backpack, stuffed the important items inside, and then headed
towards the warehouse.
The basement, serving as a backup grain depot, was located in the southeast of the town. As long as he kept walking, he would
n't pass the ranch to the west, so there was no chance of encountering monsters—
"—Wait, wait a minute…"
Gran stopped.
He remembered something.
"West…that, isn't that the abandoned grain depot over there…?"
Sai Na.
More accurately, he remembered the girl who had sought his help in the night, her expression filled with sorrow.
—When he came to his senses, Gran was already running in the opposite direction.
"Damn it! Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
He didn't even know what was so damning.
He wasn't even sure what he was doing.
But...
but Gran vaguely felt that if he didn't do this, he might regret it for the rest of his life.
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The full moon is a special phenomenon.
In the distant past, the full moon had a very regular cycle, hanging high in the night sky every fifteen to sixteen days
; with the Demon King breaking the seal, the world was also affected, and miasma formed from excess magic power mixed in the clouds.
The fog obscured the sky, turning the appearance of the full moon into a chaotic, unpredictable process, turning the once pale rose-colored moonlight
into a chilling, icy gray.
What should have been a night of full moon was now shrouded in mist, devoid of light.
Yet, the dimming environment did not deter Gran's steps.
"Haa, haa, haa…!"
He couldn't help but feel tense.
The howls of the monsters grew louder, as if even the weeds on the ground withered in fear, swaying precariously in
the strong wind; even though the shepherds had already taken refuge, the old and weak sheep, forced to remain in the sheepfold for various reasons,
still bleated mournfully.
The surroundings, gradually stripped of their usual tranquility, made Gran unable to suppress the shivering on his skin.
Especially when he saw a corner of the once-intact granary collapse, a chill ran down his spine.
But having come this far, there was no turning back.
"…!"
Just as he was about to rush through the main gate, a series of equally hurried footsteps sounded, causing Gran
to instinctively turn and jump into the nearby bushes to hide.
Within seconds of him concealing himself, six or seven figures rushed towards him.
"Hey, is that really okay?! That girl's super pretty!"
"Bullshit! Getting your head eaten by a monster, keeping an idiot sex slave, which do you think is normal?!"
"And she's already been sent to bang the gong, she's doomed if she goes back now! Run!"
The barely audible commotion—he was certain the angry male voice came from Mosaman—reached
Gran's ears.
The group, running away amidst the noise, didn't notice Gran and simply disappeared.
"...Gong...?"
Suddenly, Gran heard the sound of metal being struck coming from the direction of the granary, dispelling his doubts.
—Without a woman's 'command,' no initiative could be taken.
Saina's words echoed in his mind.
Looking at the dilapidated granary, even more ruined than when he last visited, Gran hesitated for a moment, then finally
rushed inside.
In those brief seconds, he heard
heavy footsteps, sounds he'd never heard before, sounds that seemed to shake the walls.
Gritting his teeth, Gran forced himself to run towards the empty space that had been transformed into a giant bed.
The dull, booming sound, like a giant hammer slamming into the ground, made Gran want to run back immediately.
But he couldn't.
The thought of the girl somehow prevented him from escaping.
Running through the corridor that now felt unusually narrow, Gran quickly returned to the empty chamber where the bed had once been
, and saw Senna's figure.
Her body was stained with mud, and her beautiful hair was streaked with semen. The girl
stared blankly at the half-remaining large bronze gong with her empty, lifeless eyes,
slowly striking it with her clenched fist.
Her stiff, puppet-like movements made Gran immediately realize that she was being 'commanded
' by those men.
"Stop, stop! Don't knock anymore!"
Seemingly hearing his shout, Seina slowly lowered her right hand.
But.
The next second, what Gran saw was a terrifying sight.
"%@##△@△——!!"
Four eyeballs, no smaller than a normal human skull, protruded from its lower jaw. Its massive head and enormous mouth, resembling a giant lizard, made
its broad-topped, narrow-bottomed limbs even more grotesque. Its unusually thick left wrist was covered in veins piercing through its flesh.
The monster's massive body, the size of a house, was supported by its short, thick legs and right arm as it
crawled through a hole in the abandoned granary.
This monster, which could only be described as a lizard-giant, was something Gran had never encountered before.
However, the terrifying force with which it effortlessly tore through the hard brick walls like tofu was enough for him to judge
just how dangerous the creature before him was.
"…………!"
Therefore, he dared not approach.
Even though Seina was not far from him, he dared not rush forward.
Even if the monster before him hadn't noticed him, Gran was still terrified.
Trembling, Gran's mind went blank; he could only watch as the monster slowly crawled
towards the girl who stood there, lifeless.
Then.
Then, before Gran's eyes, the dull thud of flesh striking flesh rang out.
"—"
He saw the girl being slammed heavily against her side by the monster's wrist, as thick as a roof beam,
flying several feet away like a clump of straw being tossed about.
He heard the monster's piercing growl, and the heavy
thud of the girl's slender body being swept by the giant hand and hitting the ground.
He saw the monster's face contort with a grotesque, indescribable grotesque ugliness, as if it had spotted delicious prey
.
He realized he hadn't been discovered by the monster that wanted to devour the girl.
"—"
His mind refused to comprehend what was happening.
The premonition of seeing a dead person made Gran's mind refuse to accept reality.
However, his gaze still caught something that instantly and forcibly pulled his thoughts back to reality.
"—"
Senna, lying on the ground, met his gaze.
In those ruby-like eyes, a faint, almost imperceptible, yet undeniably clear
emotion emanated.
Run!
Gran seemed to hear Senna's voice from her eyes.
"—Ah—"
Before he could think further, his body reacted first.
Coming to his senses, Gran moved with all his might.
"Look over here, you big ugly pig—!!"
Then, he smashed the shelf beside him, creating a huge crash.
The noise attracted the attention of the monstrous lizard giant.
The next second, the monster unleashed a furious roar at Gran that shook the entire granary, its heavy body...
It moved toward its noisy prey, then charged toward Gran at a speed disproportionate to its massive size. 　　Seeing this 　　, Gran 　　, without
a second thought, threw down his backpack and sprinted away. 　　" Come 　　on, come on, you big dummy 　　! 　　Whoaaaaaahh
... 　　"Even the obstacle course in middle school is more dangerous than this!!!" 　　Shouting incoherently to attract the attention of the monster behind him, Gran didn't hesitate and darted into the densely packed storage silos, 　　frantically running left and right, trying to distance himself from the monstrous lizard giant. 　　Fortunately, the giant monster wasn't smart. 　　With Gran's desperate maneuvering and dodging, he successfully created distance between himself and the lizard giant, circling around before 　　speeding off in another direction. Being just an ordinary human, he couldn't possibly drive away the monster, so he resorted to this awkward 　　method of luring it away, leading the behemoth elsewhere before escaping in the dark. 　　After smashing and shattering all the storage silos in the chase, the monster looked around and quickly spotted 　　Gran's fleeing figure. 　　Then, the lizard giant roared at Gran. 　　The sudden burst of wind and the enormous shadow that seemed to instantly engulf everything made him know without looking back that he 　　had to leap to the side. 　　The colossal shadow landed, kicking up dust and causing the entire granary to shake violently. 　　The next second, he felt a sharp pain. 　　The storage cylinder, hurled by the monster's massive arm, flew past him like a cannonball, the unimaginable 　　force blasting the floor apart; the walls trembled violently, and the force of the throw caused the granary ceiling to collapse 　　, completely sealing off the entrance Gran was supposed to pass through. 　　Even worse, shards of wall debris from the thrown cylinder landed on the fallen Gran, a thick layer of stone 　　pressing down on his left foot. 　　(Oh no…!) 　　A cold sweat broke out on his back. 　　Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the monstrous lizard giant pouncing on him, and 　　Senna, unaffected by the impact because she was on the other side. 　　He couldn't lift the wreckage, which was half his body size, let alone pull his foot out. 　　But that didn't mean Gran completely stopped moving. 　　"Senna—run—!!" 　　he shouted instinctively. 　　That was both a cry to attract the monster's attention and a urging, 'command' cry to the girl. 　　Ultimately, he was just an ordinary man; he no longer had the strength to save Saina, so he could only hope his voice 　　could give her a 'command'. 　　The monster, approaching at high speed from the corner, filled his vision. 　　Its leaping, massive body, its slashing arm, fell with a fierce whoosh in Gran's eyes. 　　(————) 　　He felt his mind go blank. 　　But he could easily imagine himself becoming a veritable mincemeat in the next second. 　　Thinking that he hadn't given up on helping the girl again, Gran suddenly felt that the impending death 　　wasn't so terrible. 　　"Help…help me…" 　　However, the despair of facing death still made him utter a weak cry for help. 　　The lizard giant, of course, ignored him. A 　　fist, larger than a wooden cart, filled with muscle, was already crashing down on his head. 　　Gran closed his eyes. 　　Death wasn't as painful as he had imagined. 　　Gran felt no pain at all. 　　He even felt his whole body light, as if he had left the ground. 　　"—...?" 　　The cool breeze made the body temperature beside him even more pronounced, even somewhat comforting. 　　This didn't feel like death at all. 　　The strange situation made Gran open his eyes. 　　"—Huh?" 　　Opening his eyes, Gran saw an unobstructed starry sky. 　　Then he understood his current situation. 　　Gran was being held in Seina's arms. 　　The two of them were now high in the air, some distance above the ground. 　　At this close distance, almost like flesh and blood touching, he quickly noticed the faint ochre- 　　yellow glow emanating from Seina's body, and the fact that her arms, much more slender than his own, easily supported his entire weight; not to 　　mention, the speed at which she had rescued him from the monster's clutches was so fast that not only did he not react in time, but even the terrifying monster 　　hadn't been able to catch him at all. 　　The girl was a former hero, which didn't seem like a fantasy. 　　"S... Seina...?" 　　Gran looked at the girl's eyes, which were bright like rubies, meeting his as she lowered her head. 　　In her almost emotionless eyes, he saw a glimmer of hope and expectation. 　　"—Command me." 　　The girl's words to him that night echoed in Gran's mind once more. 　　"…!" 　　Gran turned to look down. 　　The monstrous lizard giant, which had been smashing the ground and walls of the abandoned granary, 　　howled in frustration and rage after losing its prey. Then, as if remembering something, it looked up at the sky above them. 　　There was no room for hesitation. 　　Why she had saved him, why she possessed such power—none of that mattered now. 　　"Sena!" 　　Gran practically roared the girl's name. 　　Perhaps it was the faint moonlight, but the girl's lifeless, fiery red pupils seemed to brighten. 　　"—Cut that guy down!" 　　He didn't know if such a command would be effective.

But that no longer mattered.
What mattered was that Seina would respond to his voice.
More importantly, he and she were no longer the weaker party at the mercy of the monsters.
Gran was inexplicably certain of this.
"—Whoa!?"
Then, he felt a violent levitation sensation, spinning upside down.
As he realized that Seina was throwing him upwards, Gran saw an unimaginable sight.
It was a shooting star.
"—"
The ochre yellow of the girl's body shone even brighter, as she leaped and swirled through the darkness, re-dyeing
the sky, blackened by layers of clouds and miasma, with brilliant starlight; countless tiny specks of light intertwined, highlighting
the girl's figure as she fell like a sharp comet, her right hand gripping a finger blade.
A sharp, piercing explosion caused the dense Starlight Ring to burst open. As the sound rang out, the girl, with
a speed seemingly impossible to see, darted to the ground, charging straight at the monster that was about to raise its arm
. Her right hand, already entwined with countless ochre-yellow starlight rays around its fingers, wrist, and arm, lashed out.
There was no sound; blood and flesh were severed by the swift impact, and the giant lizard's massive body
collapsed to either side like cheese sliced by a red-hot blade.
Starlight soared into the sky. The lingering afterglow of a meteor illuminated the surroundings, leaving 　　a huge crater
in the ground where Seina's chop had struck . 　　The dust and splattered blood were all deflected by the radiant, protective light emanating from her. Her 　　dazzling and beautiful figure captivated Gran. 　　—That meteor-like figure would leave anyone speechless. 　　"...Aaaaaaah!?" 　　But that stunned silence didn't last long, as the force of his falling body pulled him back to reality. 　　Gran, suspended in mid-air, began to plummet rapidly. 　　"S-Sena, catch me! Aaaaaah—!?" 　　With Dylan's desperate screams, the girl's figure disappeared onto the ground. 　　The next second, he felt himself fall back into Seina's arms, and then the shock of landing from a great height washed over him 　　, returning him to the empty granary that had been turned into a natural bed. 　　From being tossed into the air to landing, it probably only took a few seconds. 　　But for Gran, that extremely short moment felt like two or three days. 　　"Put, put me down... Ugh!" 　　Just as he was about to call for Seina to put him down, Gran suddenly crashed into the haystack on the ground. 　　He had just propped himself up when he felt a warm weight on his back and heard faint breathing 　　beside him 　　. Before he could figure out what was happening, Gran felt his clothes being roughly ripped 　　off. 　　At the same time 　　, 　　his face was turned towards him by Seina. 　　" 　　Seina 　　... Ugh!?" 　　Then 　　Gran 　　fell 　　silent 　　. 　　********** 　　... 　　Their noses were almost touching, their tongues entwined in the narrow space, and Gran even 　　saw his own panicked expression reflected in Seina's burning, shimmering gaze. 　　A soft, sucking sound rang out, and their lips parted slightly, releasing pent-up breaths that 　　parted the thick saliva between them. "...I'm sorry..." Seina's soft moans reached Gran's ears. He also saw the girl's face, as if 　　regaining 　　her 　　senses, 　　revealing a wanton, almost overflowing passion. 　　"...Cheek...ha, um...it seems...also...ah, ahh...!" 　　Her delicate hands, strong enough to cut through a massive monster, were now roughly tearing off Gran's 　　clothes. 　　The girl's fiery body heat radiated through her bare skin. 　　Her small, delicate breasts had unknowingly pressed against his chest, the soft, tender texture 　　and the pulsating heartbeat stimulating Gran's rationality, leaving his hands, supporting their weight, awkwardly clutching 　　the straw on the ground. 　　The girl's kiss returned. 　　Seemingly ignoring Gran's feelings, or perhaps unable to suppress her overflowing desire, Seina pressed her cherry 　　lips to his again, her body writhing restlessly against him, her hands 　　stroking Gran's back. 　　Having just experienced a brush with death, his mind still in a state of heightened arousal, he couldn't suppress his burning lust. His 　　penis, instantly hardened, rose proudly, pressing against the girl's naked body, the 　　glans, slightly thicker than usual for her age, eagerly pressing against her full, moist vulva. 　　"Mmm, chu... gulp... mmm, mmm... chu..." 　　As if sensing Gran's primal passion, Seina's deep kiss grew even more intense. Her constantly shifting 　　throat told him that his saliva was being sucked into her mouth and swallowed as their tongues intertwined 　　. This 　　perverse possessiveness made Gran stiffen. 　　The sound of swallowing, something he heard every day, now acted as a powerful stimulant, fueling 　　his urge to hold Seina tightly. 　　However, his body, which wanted to move, was stiff with excitement, not to mention that Seina's hands were already...

She pressed down on his body, rendering Gran completely passive, allowing the girl to serve him with her mouth and tongue.
The girl's tongue slid down Gran's body little by little.
Collarbone, nipples, lower abdomen.
As the girl stimulated his navel with her delicate tongue, Gran felt waves of unbearable heat
surging between his legs, and he trembled incessantly from the pleasure brought by the friction of her fingertips massaging his nipples.
"Ah...uh, oh..."
The roles of man and woman seemed to be reversed, and he could only let out ambiguous moans.
It wasn't until Saina almost pressed her cheek against the tuft of pubic hair between his legs that Gran regained his senses from the smooth and delicate
touch of her tongue.
More accurately, it was the strange sensation of his kidneys being squeezed that brought him back to his senses.
"Saina... what's wrong with you...?"
"Ah...uh...oh...penis...penis...so fragrant, so big..."
Without responding to Gran's question, the girl only uttered abrupt and lewd words.
Before his eyes, Saina revealed a wanton expression, opening her mouth to take his engorged penis into her mouth.
The intense, almost frantic licking and caressing of her hands overwhelmed Gran, leaving him utterly unable to resist. He could only let the surging
pleasure wash over his reason, his hands flailing helplessly, grasping and squeezing.
Sometimes she would wipe the stiff shaft, sometimes she would stroke the glans and coronal sulcus, even pinching and pressing the slightly swollen
scrotum with her delicate fingers. Saina's tongue danced around the glans, occasionally gently poking
and sucking at the sensitive urethral opening, stimulating Gran with a skill far beyond her years.
Saliva and sweat mingled in her mouth, creating thick, lewd sounds.
"Ah, ahh…!"
he moaned, feeling a powerful, uncontrollable surge of energy overflowing between his legs, his penis throbbing uncontrollably
in the girl's mouth, prompting her to suck and lick even more vigorously.
The increasingly rapid stroking of his fingers made his head burn.
The sudden, almost ambush-like, gentle nibbling of his scrotum brought Gran's thoughts to a blissful halt.
Having only ever had his lower body touched by a woman once in his life, Gran
was utterly unable to resist the sweet pleasure that burned his head.
As if literally moved between her two jade-like palms and rubbed, Gran felt his penis tremble violently.
"Ah, um…!"
Then, he ejaculated a large glob of semen into Saina's mouth.
A gurgling sound came from the girl's throat, indicating that she was
swallowing every drop of Gran's semen.
His hands went weak, his spine felt like it was missing bones, and overwhelmed by the pleasure, he
collapsed, lying flat on his back.
A soft, fragrant impact crashed against him.
"...Really, I'm...I'm sorry...but...my penis…"
In her muddled thoughts, Saina's apologetic and passionate voice rang out.
He saw himself pushed to the ground, being straddled by the girl, in a position vaguely
similar to the night she came to him for help under the full moon. Gran felt his lower body gradually being 　　devoured
by a slightly warmer temperature different from his own, and by the tight, tender, writhing sensation. 　　"...Power...out of control...ah...haa, cock, I want it so much...I...I 　　can't hold back...uh...insert, insert...no...I, how can I..." 　　Her moans made her explanations intermittent. 　　Not to mention, Gran was now almost overwhelmed by the pleasurable sensation surging from his lower body, and 　　he couldn't hear most of what she was saying. 　　The only thing he could do was nod in response to Seina. 　　And, actively let his long-suppressed lower body thrust upwards! 　　"Ah, ahhhhh!" 　　A sharp moan escaped from the girl's lips. 　　Her small mouth and slender waist trembled, her legs supporting her body also quivered slightly, and her hands on Gran's shoulders seemed 　　to sway as if they might give way at any moment. Saina looked exactly like someone who had been parched for a long time and was now receiving rain; her expression was instantly replaced by a sense of relief 　　, and her eyes were filled with happiness. Re-inserting into the girl's tight honeypot, Gran felt a series of intense 　　writhing and squeezing sensations 　　throughout his penis , even more intense than before, making him unable to move for a moment. 　　However, Saina, already overflowing with lust, did not move this time. 　　Driven by masculine instinct and desire, Gran thrust his hips upwards forcefully. 　　"Eek!" 　　"So, so tight…!" 　　His penis felt as if it were drilling into two seamless, overlapping, muddy paths, slowly but 　　forcefully squeezing through the wanton embrace of the honeypot like a tunnel being dug. 　　She tightly surrounded every part of his penis, her elastic fingers rubbing against the glans and shaft 　　, excitedly writhing rapidly, providing the unique stimulation and pleasure of sex in the most direct way, urging 　　him to thrust. 　　With each in and out, their lower bodies collided, creating a series of slapping sounds. 　　"Ah, ah... oh, ooh... it's so deep... so good... no, no 　　... ah, oh, ahh! What am I doing... ahhhhh!" 　　Seina's moans were tinged with confusion. 　　But Gran no longer had the energy to investigate. 　　While she asked why, the girl's lower body obediently cooperated, sometimes twisting and swaying up and down 　　to meet his rough, forceful thrusts, creating an intimate, almost imperceptible 　　squeezing and gripping sensation between his penis and her vagina. 　　The girl's fiery body swayed against Gran's, her slender waist twisting and turning from side 　　to side after several rapid and forceful rises and falls, maintaining her position pressed tightly against his lower body. This allowed the folds of flesh inside her to 　　grip his penis tightly, providing even more intense stimulation. 　　The sensations from the second intercourse were still overwhelming for Gran. 　　"I...want...uh...!" 　　"Shoot inside, ah, ahh...faster...wait, what is this...ah, ahh...!"

The disoriented Seina didn't stop.
On the contrary, as if sensing Gran's impending ejaculation, she quickened the rhythm of her movements, her vagina
becoming even tighter and warmer, as if expressing anticipation.
For Gran, such intense pleasure was simply irresistible.
He couldn't stop the overwhelming sense of liberation that surged forth again.
Slightly different from holding in urine, but even stronger, the urge to ejaculate made him pull the girl off him, then
take the initiative, riding her and thrusting forcefully.
"Ah, ahhh...!"
As his rationality crumbled, burned away by pleasure, Gran felt streams of semen continuously 　　gushing from his urethra
, bringing waves of indescribable pleasure.
His vision, blurred by pleasure, also caught the change in Seina's expression.
"Ah, eh, how, ahhh, ya, ee-ya ahh ... 　　Unlike the emptiness of losing herself, and unlike the composure of being conscious, 　　Seina trembled violently beneath Gran 　　, seemingly unable to control herself as she let her desires run wild. Her vagina, receiving the semen, began to convulse, the folds of flesh twisting rhythmically, as if 　　trying to squeeze out every last drop of semen from his penis, squeezing and writhing frantically. 　　Even with Gran's limited experience in sex, he could tell that Seina had orgasmed. 　　He also vaguely sensed that her behavior was unusual. 　　"Sena...?" 　　Looking at the girl beneath him, still panting and with a flushed face, Gran couldn't help but worry. 　　Although she had defeated the monster, he really didn't know what to do in this situation. 　　His mind was a complete mess. 　　"—What's going on here?" 　　So, it was only after the third voice rang out that Gran realized there were more than just him and her here. 　　In his haste, he didn't care about his disheveled appearance and could only shield Seina. 　　"—Huh?" 　　"Never mind until I figure out the situation." 　　Gran couldn't help but utter a stunned sound. 　　The third person in front of him... a man dressed in monk's robes, holding a staff, wore an 　　indescribably 　　complex expression. 　　"Get dressed, then take her to me," 　　Rune 　　told 　　him. 　　Gran 　　suddenly realized that this long night didn't seem to be over yet. 　　[ 　　tobe 　　contained...] 　　=== ... 　　【Sena/Sena C. Stellardo】　　A girl bearing the name of the Meteor Warrior. 　　More known for her armor and long hair than her appearance. 　　Cursed by the Demon King, her self-destructive nature is sealed, rendering her obedient only to men. She 　　survived her "execution" but was sold to a black market brothel by a wicked merchant. 　　Although she escaped, she was branded with the "female slave mark," a symbol of slavery. 　　Later, she was rescued by Mosaman and used as a public sex slave in the town. 　　During a monster attack, Mosaman ordered her to stay put and distract the monsters. 　　Later, under Gran's orders, she displayed extraordinary fighting power, instantly killing the monsters 　　. It seems there's more than one curse on her...? 　　[Lune/Lune Aiora] 　　From: The Three Weddings of Cyopera. 　　An adventurer who has retired from the front lines, now a monk. 　　His wife is his childhood sweetheart 　　. Cyopera was seriously injured while fighting monsters, and he devoted himself to taking care of her. 　　In the end, he successfully won her heart, and they moved to Greenbud Town. 　　[Cyopera/Cyopera Aiora] 　　* **Source: The Three Weddings of Seopera** 　　An adventurer who has retired from the front lines, formerly a knight. 　　Her husband, Rune, is her childhood sweetheart. 　　Severely injured in a mission and losing her fiancé, she is 　　moved by Rune's deep care. While recuperating in Greenbud Town, she accepts his marriage proposal. 　　Apparently due to the aftereffects, Rune needs to treat her from time to time. 　　[Five-Colored Gem Shell Noodles] 　　One of the signature dishes of the Greenbud Restaurant. 　　It is said that the person who originally created this dish didn't intend for it to be called that. 　　Ingredients include cucumber, carrot, bacon, chicken, and purple onions. 　　Stir-fried with special shell noodles in a spicy and refreshing way 　　. Adding slightly sweet blueberry pieces enhances the flavor. 　　It seems many customers don't know what shell noodles are, or have never even heard of them. 　　[**Flying Old Dwarf**** * 　　Source: Hypnotist/hsp*** 　　A slang term describing something happening before one's eyes that is beyond imagination. 　　Similar terms include "the money-scattering red dragon." 　　[**Kingdom of Jais**] 　　Source: Hypnotist Princess / hsp 　　An ancient kingdom that has long been extinct. 　　The king died suddenly in his palace, and his designated heirs disappeared one after another. It 　　silently decayed under twenty years of rulerless chaos. 　　[Hawkbeak Bug] 　　Source: Hypnotist Princess / hsp 　　A six-legged monster with the body of an hawkbeak bug. 　　Its weakness is compensated by excellent running speed and eyesight. 　　Abundant in number, not difficult to hunt, and also considered a common food source.

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