"Streaming beasts… I, the Rogue Hero, hereby summon you as your master!!"
The air around Max shifted violently as blue aura burst from his body.
The elf girl's eyes widened with hope as she stared at him.
[Martha's Affection: 20%]
"Y-you can do it!!" she shouted with everything she had. "You can defeat the damn sli—tlll… tlll—!"
Her words were cut off when a slime shoved its tendril straight into her mouth. She gagged and choked, saliva spilling from the corners of her lips.
Max gritted his teeth realizing how lewd she looked gargling on the tendril.
He shook his head. Damn, my dirty brain! Why am I thinking this kind of stuff right now?!
Definitely the aftereffect of my past life memories, he cursed inwardly as he tightened his grip on his sword, muscles straining while the slime tendrils crushed around his arms.
Suddenly, the air above him warped inward and he knew it were the streaming beasts he had summoned.
He couldn't help but wonder what kind of beasts they were.
Pop!
A burst of glittering golden light detonated harmlessly against his face.
"…What the hell—?!"
He shook it off. The glow fluttered upward and stabilized midair.
A tiny flying squirrel hovered there, glowing faintly, its oversized eyes sparkling like gemstones.
"L-LEFT—WAIT—NO—AAAA—HI—" it stammered.
Max stared.
…It talks?
I summoned a talking cotton ball?
And it's my streaming beast?
What the hell???
[Martha's Affection has dropped to 18%]
His throat went dry.
Yeah—no woman on earth would be impressed watching a man summon that in a life-or-death moment.
But it didn't matter.
He hadn't summoned them to fight.
He had summoned them to see.
With a roar, he ripped his sword free from the constricting tendrils and unleashed an air slash strike at point-blank range. A flash of compressed wind cleaved through the bindings, tearing them apart and splattering pieces of slime across the dungeon floor.
Before he could even breathe.....
The air warped again.
A chubby, black-skinned glowing cat dropped onto his shoulder, instantly shoving its face inches from Max's.
"Oh wow," it gasped. "My master is ugly in HD!"
Max's eyebrow twitched violently.
Another one. And it's already annoying.
Then.....
Pop!
A third beast burst from the air like a puff of cloud. It looked like a fluffy puppy sculpted from soft mist and promptly latched onto Max's back.
"I GOT YOUR BACK, MASTER! I GOT YOUR BACK!!"
Max's soul left his body for a second.
The streaming beasts talk.
They all talk.
And they have personalities.
"WOULD YOU ALL JUST SHUT UP?!" Max bellowed. "I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF A QUEST AND TIME IS RUNNING OUT!!"
[Time Quest Remaining: 2 min 34 sec]
Pop!!
A fourth presence appeared.
A tiny owl with glowing square glasses materialized while seated calmly on a floating miniature chair. It adjusted its glasses with dignity and stared directly at Max.
"I find your screaming utterly pathetic and unnecessary, Master," it said flatly.
Max's jaw nearly detached from his face.
Yeah, that was it. He wouldn't be able to withstand more of this. Now he really, really wanted to squeeze that owl so hard that it's big eyes would pop out!
But the slime tendrils he had cut down began writhing again, regenerating back from where they were severed.
Max frowned, but then his system chimed with an exciting notification.
[Streaming Beasts successfully summoned.]
[Syncing with Host…]
[Sync complete.]
[Would you like to record this battle?]
[Notice: You are in a foreign space-time. Live streaming is unavailable.]
Max smirked.
Don't stream anything. I didn't summon them to entertain people.
I want them as my eyes.
[Understood.]
[All four Streaming Beasts' visions linked to host.]
[New Skill Acquired: Omniscient POV]
Instantly, his vision split into four overlapping perspectives—above, behind, to the side, and dead ahead—forcing foreign angles directly into his consciousness.
It was disorienting at first, overwhelming. But once he settled into it…
He could see everything.
From every angle.
It felt like growing eyes all over his body.
The quality was low, expected for an F-rank streamer but it was more than enough.
With another swift air slash, he cut the tendrils binding Martha. She dropped to the floor with a thud, gasping as she rolled clear.
Then Max leapt straight into the swarm.
"DUCK—DUCK—DUCK!!" screamed the squirrel.
"I CAN SEE IT, THANK YOU!!" Max snarled as he crouched just in time, a tendril sweeping over his head.
His sword became a silver blur.
Strike after strike, perfectly timed from angles no human should be able to track.
And somehow… his body kept up.
That's when he that inside each slime drifted a tiny mana crystal, constantly shifting like a floating heart.
Nearly impossible for a normal fighter to target.
But Max wasn't normal anymore.
With eyes everywhere, it was as simple as eating breakfast in the morning.
Slice.
Crash.
Chomp!!
Slime after slime burst apart until the final one collapsed in a wet splatter.
Max planted his sword into the stone and leaned heavily on it, his lungs burning, his mana fading to empty.
The system chimed one last time.
[Congratulations, Host! You have defeated the slimes and saved the girl.]
[Basic Sword Mastery has leveled up.]
[Now complete the mission: Lose your virginity!]
"…Your timing is terrible," Max muttered weakly before he collapsed to the ground.
His streaming beasts popped out of existence one by one.
Mana exhaustion had just hit him like a hammer.
Martha scrambled to her feet and ran to him in panic.
"Hey! Mister!! Are you okay?!"
She pressed a hand to his forehead.
He was cold.
Dangerously cold.
What should l do...what should l do?! her fingers trembled.
Should l run back to the village and ask my husband for help?
No.
That useless drunk would probably be gambling again. By the time l find him, this man who saved me might already be dead.
I should save him on my own.
Then… She swallowed hard and began removing Max's clothes.
First his hoodie.
He was painfully skinny..... so thin it made her chest ache.
She hesitated at his trousers, fingers brushing the elastic.
I'm only doing this for warmth....nothing else.
She pulled his trouser down.
And burst into uncontrollable giggles.
"So tiny…"
Are all humans this small?
But she had no time to waste.
Already naked herself thanks to the damn slimes, she climbed on top of him, pressing her body fully against his. Her breasts flattened to his chest, her nipples brushing against his cold skin.
She wrapped her arms around his back… then locked her legs around his waist, holding him tight.
"…This should work," she whispered shakily.
"Body heat should bring him back."
Tbc