Re: Goblin Slayer

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The next few hours passed relatively quietly, apart from the occasional questions from the enthusiastic little sister, or the impressionable Alice, and the rarely interchangeable girls from Okita and Scadia, who asked questions of all sorts until the morning, where I had to wiggle and fuck, fuck and fuck again, occasionally tossing kindling into the fire to keep warm, or asking the companion in my head about certain questions that had popped up as unexpected ballast for me.

Yes... 'she' told me about the letter where supposedly 'I' died and something about a soul. It makes me wonder, but for now, I'll just accept it as fact. I've got enough problems right now.

Problems... Not really, but analysing the night incident; I noted the past conversation in small, for myself, details. For example: the success of my lies was not in my skilful oratorical skills, not at all - I was the last to know how to 'pussyfoot' and often always improvised, what in the case of 'cursing' my appearance, what in the other case, denying with half-measures. But this case was special, because my life was at stake, yes, my ASTORIA AND AURETA's life, so I fucked up hard, and in this, I was helped, strangely enough, by my memory with a huge amount of watched anime. It's hard to catch someone in a lie if the 'edited-history' of King Arthur... Arthuria, is pure truth, because I believe it and I saw it with my own eyes!

By God, I have never been so pleased to have spent such a huge amount of my time on such a thing.

Speaking of the situation of the night itself. You could say I walked the edge, brazenly going by the girls' usual outlook, which only begged for more the rest of the time. Very cheeky, and, if you think about it and think about it sensibly, easily, perhaps, here I don't know myself anymore, broken against the knee of reality. Good thing the girls liked to listen more than think. Plus, they were tired, so... hopefully their critical thinking was dulled. With direct proof of the 'legendary sword' in front of their eyes, they believed it. And it seems to me that they didn't care whether it was true or not, the main thing was that the situation had been resolved and the older sister was fine.

A different mentality? Maybe... to me they are strangers to me, just like I am to them, and I don't owe them anything.

And about the stories... I wasn't afraid of being caught in a lie. After all, if I look back, I have a world in front of me that came out of the sick fantasies of a Japanese fantasist. And that gives me food for thought about other similar worlds that came out of mere fantasy!

'That's right, Sempai, there are many different worlds, and each one is different!' - directly, with a cheerful note in her voice, concluded my... sort of assistant, who was now in the corner of my vision in her school-blue Japanese uniform and short plaid skirt, wagging her fluffy tail with cheerfulness, looking at me with a very curious and eager gaze.

Reacting very brightly to praise. What is there, and now, eagerly awaiting it.

Here, by the way, is the second reason for my belief: Mika is... perky - she talks non-stop about everything. A vivacious, upbeat, optimistic, attractive vixen girl with a strange palette of looks and a slim figure. Race... can't say for sure, the system though says Inari, I chose Kitsune... anyway, I'm assuming mestizo... My future goddess!

'Um-umm! I am your Goddess! Métis? I don't know, maybe. I'm limited in information and don't know much. A little of yours and... from outside, like with worlds! Why, Sempai, aren't you happy?' - With droopy ears and watery eyes, she turned to me with her ponytail down low... Her whole appearance changed from hyperactive and cheerful, to the exact opposite.

A very strange... girl. And if so...

'No, just a thought...' - You read, and it's not exactly familiar and uncomfortable...

Mika, as if hearing my thoughts, transformed in an instant, realising that I wasn't angry and jumped up with joy, rambling:

'Ah! Sorry Sempai! It's just that you're thinking very loudly, so I thought I'd answer your question! By the way, I can hear your thoughts even now. Ehehehehehehe, praise me! Yes! Yes! I'm nice! Eh-heh-heh... oh, I can't hear you now! Sempai! I can't hear you anymore! Oooh... so unfair, Sempai! You're ruining my talent as a psionic... Ooooh, so rude-so rude!' - With a prisoner's uniform and drooping her ears, she grabbed onto the bars in front of her and began to whimper, looking at me pitifully with a puppyish look.

Hmmm... if I didn't have a callous heart, it would definitely beat more often at that look, but her look is so comical that it overshadows the pity with pure 'schadenfreude'. Hehehehehe, and this is funny... Hehehehehehe. I have complete dominion over her!

'Okay, I'm just making sure of my hunch, and yes you look funny in that outfit, but... let's change your outfit...' - The four vertical rods disappeared and the girl jumped up and smiled, happy to be free.

Spinning around, she put a finger to her lips.

'Sempai! What form do you want to see me in?' - she began to pose in her prisoner's uniform, arching her back provocatively, displaying her assets, and very respectable ones at that, through the neckline in her shirt... Where it came from I have no idea, but her look was comical.

'Heh-heh. Which we'll both enjoy. Although, you can pick whatever you want and we'll decide what suits you!' - I hummed, observing the pensive face.

And by an amplification of will, purely to test it, I pictured a white glove looking cutie's head.

'Yay, new clothes! Then-oh-oh, what's this? Oh-oh-oh... nice-oh, nice-oh! Stroke me! Caress me! Eh-heh-heh-heh! Mr-mr!' - With a happy smile she caressed the glove like a family of felines... And if so... 'Mrr! Oh-oh... nyahhh... nuhhhh behind the ear... a-nuhhhh... n-no, s-s too good sempai! Nyahhh! P-wait...ahnnn...not like that...ohhhh...' - Losing her balance she began to wriggle and moan voluptuously under the caresses, emitting enchanting and cute moans.

So cute and funny that I got a little carried away.

* A series of sweet, sometimes exasperated moans *

But as soon as I was distracted by another ear-pleasing wheeze, the glove disappeared.

'Haah...haah...sempai...' - she concluded pitifully, gripping the air heavily with her mouth. 'You're cruel...ugh...'

I only shrugged, gathering the girls' belongings for further trekking. But here my thoughts were on an entirely different plane. Naughty...

- Pov... Arien-san, here you go.

- Thank you, we'll be performing soon. Get ready.

- Got it,' Alice bowed, pulling her hood over herself.

As next to Mika, in the periphery of my vision, a black funnel appeared, from which a head with pointed ears and a curious look peeked out.

'...' - she glanced at me, and then, at the heavily breathing girl in the prisoner's robe. Thus drawing my attention to herself. Speaking of another newcomer.....

'...' - A heavy and long look.

'Mnyah...haah...hah...' - Moans, for some reason, of a placated vixen....

'...' - A heavy and judgemental look at me...

'What? It's her own fault...' - I blurted out under the long, glaring gaze, and the girl blinked slowly, emerging fully from the funnel, presenting herself in all her glory.

Another beauty in my piggy bank, and with so many cockroaches in her head that you can't believe it, and my little sister is a chatterbox compared to her! How could she not, for all she said was one-word words and images!

'Constricted,' she nodded in a cold and dispassionate tone... squatting down in front of Mika. Starting to poke that one with her finger, as if studying an animal.

And what it was hers: 'soulmate', meant - it was unknown, and you'd never know! After all, she... well, it can't be so? I don't believe that she can't speak.

I studied her with my gaze, noting her lovely appearance. Let's imagine a loli with long, like a waterfall, light grey hair; golden, like the sun, eyes and all the concept of elves - a cute, attractive appearance, a girl with flat breasts, but slim, almost, exactly that almost, thin figure! With a collar, in a very revealing outfit where I get a view of slender legs, exposed shoulders, tummy and... groin, in lacy red panties with braces to the gaiters.

A very peculiar... spirit of armour, originally appearing generally caged and handcuffed, with the first words, 'Sojourner... found... well'. And she says nothing else but 'Sojourner'... she only rarely gives images when she wants to or... for example, if behind me was Alice, who shrank from fear at that moment, but quickly rose in spirit next to me.

Anyway, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh system, glory be to heavenly hentai - I do not feel sexually attracted to the girl!!!! I don't feel the same way about this sweet, cold lolly. No, I didn't suddenly become a lolicon man. It's different here - feelings of protection... a warm, enveloping feeling of caring for me. Very strong and huge. A willingness to... mmm, fight, protect me, and keep me safe... Um... well, it's complicated. But I believe her, which is surprising because she didn't say anything.

To summarise what's going on, all I can say is, 'Fucking great,' it's all good. Everybody's happy. Mika is happy with the birth, I'm 'important' to her, like a 'male'. The rescued companions - the day, the rescue and my imminent return home. Sis - a wish fulfilled. Alice... by strength and transformation. The spirit of armour... I should think of a name, but nothing comes to my head, as it happens; the opportunity to protect me with my body, i.e. armour. I - new opportunities! And very, very tempting!

It was a pity to lose the sword, but together with the update I have more opportunities! With which I will have to deal with a long time, at least a few days, plus the 'run-in' of the newcomers in the case is yet to be learnt.

- Girls, hmmm... good morning Atlanta, I was already thinking of carrying you again! - I nodded in surprise at the sleepyhead, who didn't give a damn about our squabbles during the night. Or was it my fault and I did something? I don't know...

- W-what...? - she reached up sleepily rubbing her eyes....

Revealing a view of her cute tits in the sunlight....

- Who are you? - she squinted warily, slowly bringing her hand back up.

I, ignoring her, hesitated.

Hmm... Is it just me... or have they gotten bigger? And has she herself changed a bit? Except how...