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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Cyno
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The restaurant I chose for dinner was just okay. It was a place that did business with the catchphrase ‘The Taste of a 100-Year Tradition in the Dungeon City,’ but that tradition was a stew that had been boiling non-stop for a hundred years.
It wasn’t like I was basing this on the conversations of hunters with cheap tastes… The stew had a mix of this and that, boasting a peculiar flavor. If the braised veal cheek I ordered as a side dish hadn’t been tasty, I would have arrested the chef on charges of destroying a guard’s palate.
“Mmm… the braised cheek is delicious.”
Neither I nor Lena touched the stew. I’d boasted I’d treat her to a delicious meal, so I felt bad it turned out like this.
If I’d known it would be like this, I would have taken her to the inn from the adult game. It had the setting of having good food, but I excluded it because it wasn’t a proper restaurant. I regret it now.
“Sorry. Next time, I’ll take you to a place that’s actually good.”
“Next time? We’re having dinner together again next time?”
“What, were you planning not to eat with me from now on? I’m a bit disappointed.”
“Ahhh, no! I could eat with you 365 days a year!”
It’s cute how she switches to a more formal speech style when flustered. Her being happy just with the promise of future dinners together is adorable.
Thanks to that, I became sure. This kid has a crush on me. I don’t know what the trigger was. Love is an emotion that can ignite from the smallest of events.
The important thing is that an opportunity for sex has appeared. As a senior, of course I should take care of my junior, right? I’ve decided. Lena’s first experience will be in the junior-on-top position.
“Shall we go get dessert? There’s a decent cafe nearby.”
“Sure!”
The cafe wasn’t far from the restaurant. Lena’s eyes went wide seeing the desserts inside the glass window.
“It’s amazing… There are tons of macarons, madeleines, cookies, muffins, and slice cakes.”
“There sure is a lot of stuff.”
It’s a dessert cafe for a reason. I ordered coffee and chocolate containing rum and figs, while Lena ordered a slice cake that looked like it would clog your arteries just by looking at it, and a brown sugar latte.
How can she maintain that body while eating calorie bombs? It’s remarkable.
“Don’t look at me like my master does… a few swings of the sword and it all burns off.”
“Your master? You had a master?”
“Ah.”
Lena looked flustered. I just regained the opportunity I missed earlier because of Mehya. When she says ‘master,’ one person comes to mind. That female knight who supposedly went to war with the neighboring country and died. Looks like she’s still alive.
Wait. Does that mean a war is going to break out soon? The Kingdom of Wigo didn’t lose, so the capital should be fine, right? I’m a guard, not a soldier, so I won’t be conscripted.
I sincerely hope that’s the case. If they tell me to go to the battlefield, I’ll run away. I’m busy having sex; why would I go risk my life fighting?
“I’m curious about this master. Did you seek out someone to teach you swordsmanship to become a guard?”
“Huh? Ah, yes. As you know, Senior, guards need to be good with weapons, right?”
“Right.”
“You also need personal combat prowess to get promoted. For instance, I heard those in charge of mid-level dungeons are strong enough to subdue mid-level hunters.”
“Really?”
No wonder the guards in adult games are ridiculously strong. I thought it was just a game allowance that they didn’t die easily, but it turns out it’s accurate world-building.
While we talked, the coffee arrived. Eating the fig chocolate, which had a nice chewiness, and then drinking the coffee cleared my mouth and refreshed my head.
I asked Lena, who was coughing and hacking after a pearl got stuck in her throat while she was enthusiastically sucking down her brown sugar latte.
“By the way, what does one need to do to receive instruction from that person? I think it’s about time I learned swordsmanship too.”
“Cough… Huh? Did I hear wrong? You don’t have a swordsmanship master, Senior?”
Why is she so surprised? The one who said you need to be strong to get promoted was Lena. Not me.
“Yeah. I just received the basic training everyone gets.”
“You’re amazing. My master said she doesn’t take students other than me, but I’ll ask her. If we take lessons together, does that make us fellow disciples?”
“Do we have to define that?”
This isn’t a martial arts world. Most RPG Maker adult games, including Isekai Studio, don’t borrow wuxia settings.
Honestly, wuxia is kinda hot too; I don’t know why most are set in modern or fantasy worlds. Out of the hundreds of adult games I’ve played, I’ve only played two with a wuxia style. One of them was a shitty game with a Three Kingdoms setting.
“Senior? What are you thinking about?”
“Ah, just thinking about the old days.”
“Seeing you zone out without hearing me, it must have been something serious.”
“Serious. Yeah, it was serious.”
I was exercising insight into the RPG Maker adult game market, after all. Lena, watching my expression, offered me a piece of her cake.
“You know what? Sweet things make sad feelings fly away. Have some of this.”
“I’ll just take the sentiment. I still have some chocolate left.”
I bit into the rum-filled chocolate, and liquid squirted out inside. The texture is really interesting. It was slightly bitter, so it was tasty.
“I see. Let me know anytime you need me. We’re going to be studying under the same master soon, right?”
“If your master allows it, that is.”
“That’s the problem… I’ll try to persuade her!”
Lena said energetically, clenching her fist. She’s got chocolate on her mouth and she’s acting like that.
“Wipe this off first and then talk.”
I lightly brushed the corner of Lena’s mouth with my thumb. Chocolate came off on my finger. Lena, who was staring blankly, looked at the stained thumb and quickly turned her head away.
“Wh-wh-what are you doing?”
“My junior got something on her face and was walking around like that, so I wiped it off. It looked like a chocolate mustache.”
“A mustache? On a girl?!”
Lena was angry but couldn’t look me straight in the eye. The vigorous fanning with her hand was a bonus. The appeal worked perfectly. If I narrow the psychological distance with small skin-ship like this, I’ll be touching her breasts soon too, hehehe…
I couldn’t hide my lecherous smile, so I picked up my coffee cup. I’m looking forward to that day.
I parted ways with Lena not long after. I offered to walk her home, but she refused. Based on the background setting, she probably lives at the house of that female knight master, right? She probably didn’t want me to find out.
Thanks to that, I entered the back alleys—a problematic area of the capital where incidents and accidents never cease, an area guaranteed to have rape and violation scenes in any game.
It wasn’t far from the area where Lena and I were enjoying our date under the guise of a welcome party, but the atmosphere was very different. There were dried stains of liquid on the ground—spit or something else—and a rat got caught by a homeless person as it scurried past.
-Squeak!
“Kehehehe.”
The homeless person, who was laughing maniacally after catching the rat, saw me and slunk away. Besides the homeless person, many eyes were watching me.
Eyes holding their breath from the very ends of alleys where even light didn’t reach, or from under what could barely be called a temporary tent made of rags. The ones who still looked somewhat human saw my uniform and disappeared into the complex maze of alleys.
Those who were less than human, emaciated as if they hadn’t even had blood porridge, couldn’t run and prostrated themselves. A foul smell stabbed my nasal passages every time I passed them.
“Officer. We haven’t done anything.”
A man who looked suspicious just by glancing at him blocked my path, so I kicked him. The guy made a sound like a pig having its throat cut and rolled on the ground.
“Why, why…”
“Perfect timing. I needed a bastard to guide me.”
“What does that have to do with me…”
Why is this bastard’s tongue so long? Annoyed, I slapped his hand. Then, a dagger hidden in his sleeve clattered to the ground.
“Look at this bastard. What were you planning to do with this?”
“Ah, it’s nothing. This alley is just so dangerous, I was just trying to protect myself…”
“Cut the bullshit.”
I slapped his other hand. I felt like kicking his legs too, but I held back since I needed him to guide me.
“Kyaaaak!”
“You’re fucking noisy. I’ll give you 3 seconds to shut your mouth. 3. 2.”
“…”
“Ready to talk now? Name.”
“Hans.”
Hans? He has the same name as the guy who stole my childhood friend. Well, it’s a common name.
“Feels familiar, nice. If you’d said your name first, I might have hit you less. This is why introductions are important.”
“Hehehe. That’s right.”
“You don’t need to know my name. You can guess from the clothes, right? I’m looking for B-5 district, so guide me. If we arrive, I’ll overlook the attempted assassination.”
“Assassination? I was just…”
He tried to spout more bullshit, so I smacked him in the face. The sensation of hitting solid bone with my palm was quite thrilling. So this is the satisfaction of hitting someone. Now I get why school bullies beat up nerds.
“Shut up and guide me. Hurry up.”
“Yes, sir.”
Hans sniveled as he started walking. When I first entered, I was less adjusted and didn’t know where this was, but as I grilled Hans for explanations, I got a general idea.
“Wait. Where is this?”
“This is A-7 district. We haven’t even reached the B district yet.”
“Where is this?”
“We’ve now entered B-1 district.”
“Wait. Is this the right way? From B-1, going right leads to B-3?”
“Sorry. I got confused for a moment.”
Thwack Thwack Thwack
“You slum dwellers are too slick if left alone. You only work properly after getting beaten.”
“I’m sorry! Please spare me!”
“Do well.”
“Yes, sir…”
Through appropriate violence and harassment, we arrived at the destination. I don’t need the guide anymore, so should I send him off?
“Get lost.”
“Thank you!”
Left alone, I looked around. At the end of the straight road, a tent village and a bonfire were visible, and ivy grew on the walls blocking both sides. On a part of the wall not covered by ivy, the word ‘sex’ was graffitied.
I found the right place. In ‘Novice Hunter Iruna’s Ordeal,’ you had to use a wall-clip glitch here and go right to get the Stamina Enhancer.
In the game, you investigate a glowing spot to get the Stamina Enhancer, then an event cutscene starts where it gets stolen by a mob of men and you get gang-raped, but since this is reality, that won’t happen.
Since this is reality, I can’t use the wall-clip glitch, but I could climb over instead. The wall was quite high, so I kicked off alternating sides to climb up. On the other side of the right wall was Mehya.
Mehya was confronting a group of over ten men, and a light glittered at their feet.
“Look at these bastards. Dare to oppose a guard in the capital? And you’re men?”
“Hehehe. You should have just patrolled moderately and gone back. Since you came this deep, no one will know even if you disappear.”
“You’ve got guts. All of you are headed for the execution ground. No, wait. I’ll just kill you here. I’ve been a bit stressed lately, so this works out perfectly.”
Mehya cracked her neck and loosened up her body. This is my chance to help! Whether in original games or novels, saving a woman in crisis and making her fall in love is the standard. A classic rescue cliché.
“Die, you bastards!”
“Gyahk!”
“Hurk!”
“M-m-monster! Run!”
In the brief moment I was excitedly about to jump over the wall, Mehya had already knocked down four men. The remaining guys lost their will to fight and ran away.
No, why is she so strong? She solved it herself before I could even step in.
Dumbfounded, I paused my wall climbing. I was balancing with my legs hooked on the wall when I heard Mehya’s voice.
“There’s still one rat left. Don’t just watch, come at me quickly.”
Mehya punched the wall. The support shook violently, and my body lurched forward. Ah, damn bitch. Why hit the wall instead of just talking?
It was hard to maintain balance, so I jumped down from the wall. My eyes met Mehya’s, who had her fists clenched.
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