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Chapter 48: The Drunken Elves Devour the Rabbit
A certain woman had penned a self-published doujinshi so famous that the only people in Orario who hadn't heard of it were toddlers—and Bell Cranel, who was basically on the same level. For the vast majority who picked it up, it was sheer entertainment. But for a select few involved, its contents were a source of boiling rage. And for elves, it was the kind of scandalous material that could cause them to drop dead from sheer indignation. Naturally, they had no choice but to verify its contents with their own eyes. Which meant...
"I-I actually bought it..."
Lefiya Viridis glared at the freshly purchased book in her trembling hands. The moment she heard that yet another adult doujinshi featuring her and Bell Cranel was on the market, she had sprinted to the Pleasure Quarter on pure reflex. Unfortunately, she failed to catch the culprit author. Instead, she had been smooth-talked by the merchant commissioned to sell it and ended up buying a copy herself.
Of course, her initial reaction was to fly into a blind rage and blast the stall with magic. But the merchant's silver tongue had worn her down. With targeted provocations like, "Could this book actually be based on historical fact?" and "A love that transcends Familias with Rabbit Foot?", they pushed her right to the edge of losing her sanity without quite tipping her over. Swept up in the heat of the moment, Lefiya had furiously slammed down her money and taken the book.
Her blood had been boiling at the time, but by the time she stepped out of the Pleasure Quarter, her head had cooled considerably. Now, she was drowning in self-loathing. To think that she, a noble and pure-hearted elf (lol), had impulsively bought such a shamelessly indecent book!
"Ugh... What have I done...?"
She needed to hurry back to her room and read it before anyone she knew saw her—wait, no, inspect it! Yes, since she was depicted in this book without her consent, she had the right—no, the obligation—to inspect it! She absolutely wasn't reading it out of any impure desires! Having successfully rationalized her actions, she clutched the paper bag to her chest and hurried home.
That rushed pace ultimately backfired.
"Kya!?"
"Wha—!?"
As Lefiya sprinted down the path connecting the Pleasure Quarter to the main street, she slammed into someone stepping out from an alley. Too distracted by the scandalous contraband pressed against her chest and moving too fast to stop, she couldn't avoid a collision she normally would have dodged with ease.
"I-I'm so sorry! Are you okay!? ...Wait!!"
"N-No, the fault is mine... Ah."
Lefiya hurriedly apologized, only to lose her voice the moment she saw the other person's face. The stranger was equally stunned, her eyes going wide as she recognized Lefiya.
"You're... from the Loki Familia..."
The person Lefiya had crashed into was none other than Ryuu Lion, the elf who worked at the Hostess of Fertility and had recently played a major role in the War Game alongside the Hestia and Freya Familia allied forces. They recognized each other, but they certainly weren't close. An overwhelmingly awkward silence settled between them.
Lefiya desperately wanted to ask, What are you doing in a place like this? But since she was here for reasons she absolutely could not explain, the words died in her throat. The silence dragged on, suffocating and heavy. Then, a voice shattered the tension.
"Huh? What's this? Somebody drop something? ...Wait, isn't this the Rabbit's Secret Book!? Who the hell left this here?"
The shout came from a passerby out on the main street. He sounded incredibly excited, looking around frantically after catching a glimpse of the book spilling out of a paper bag.
Rabbit's Secret Book was the black-market alias for Bell Cranel's illicit doujinshi in Orario. If you whispered that name to a bookstore owner outside the Pleasure Quarter, they would pull a copy from the back room for you.
"I-Is that...!?"
The collision must have knocked the paper bag straight out of her arms and onto the main street. Realizing this, Lefiya's face flushed a violent shade of red as she blurted out an excuse.
""That's a misunderstanding!! I only purchased it to verify the contents, I absolutely didn't buy it out of any impure thoughts—huh?""
Inexplicably, the two elves had shouted the exact same excuse in perfect unison. A new, far more confusing silence fell over the alleyway. As they stared at each other in utter bewilderment, they noticed another paper bag lying on the ground, separate from the one on the main street.
Finally, the reality of the situation dawned on them both.
"It appears we..."
"Yes. It seems we came here for the exact same reason and crashed into each other for the exact same reason."
A completely different wave of humiliation washed over them—the shame of knowing the other had also bought it. Wordlessly, both elves reached for the single paper bag still lying in the alleyway.
"I believe this is the copy I purchased."
"No, no, I bought this one as a piece of criminal evidence to prove the sheer indecency of that despicable Bell Cranel..."
Neither was willing to yield, both stubbornly claiming the remaining book as their own. Neither had the sheer nerve required to march back into the Pleasure Quarter and buy another copy, nor the suicidal courage to walk out onto the main street and tell the excited passerby, Excuse me, that smut book belongs to me. Trapped in a stalemate, they eventually reached a reluctant compromise: they would inspect the book together.
....
Renting a private room in a nearby tavern—one often used for clandestine meetings—Lefiya and Ryuu sat side-by-side, staring at the lone copy between them. Normally, reading something like this with another person would be embarrassing enough to make their faces burst into flames. But they had already suffered so much humiliation just getting here. Plus, Lefiya had already survived reading one of these with her Loki Familia comrades, and Ryuu had endured the same torture alongside her coworkers at the tavern. By now, both elves were operating on a hollow sense of whatever happens, happens.
『 We aren't drrrunk!!! 』
Right there on the very first page, drawn in spectacular detail, were Lefiya, Ryuu, and Philvis—all decked out in Santa Outfits and completely, undeniably wasted.
"Gahk!!!"
The familiar outfits, the familiar group, the familiar situation—it all violently triggered a shared traumatic flashback to their darkest personal history. Lefiya and Ryuu coughed blood simultaneously. Collapsing onto the table, they desperately suppressed the overwhelming cringe of their past shame and forced their trembling hands to turn the page.
『 Alright, everyone!! You all got Soma's new booze? Then it's time to drain these cups—Cheers!!! 』
『 Cheeeeeeers!!!! 』
In the panels, it wasn't just the Loki Familia present. Philvis from the Dionysus Familia was there, and for some reason, the entire Hestia Familia had joined them. Loki stood at the center of the Hostess of Fertility, a bottle of Soma's newest divine wine—Orario Mary—in hand, leading the toast to kick off the banquet. Naturally, Orario Mary was a hazardous substance so potent that even first-class adventurers would blackout just from smelling it. The very next page showcased the resulting drunken pandemonium.
Loki was groping Hestia's chest as they drank together; a crying Finn was getting furiously lectured by an angry, blackout-drunk Lili; and Ais had started a drunken brawl, requiring Riveria, Gareth, and the rest of the Loki Familia executives to dogpile her just to hold her back. The chaos was unprecedented.
『 Wow... this turned into a massive riot... 』
A completely sober Bell Cranel stood holding a cup of Orario Mary he hadn't yet touched, his face twitching at the utter devastation inside the tavern. Suddenly, a heavy impact slammed into his back.
『 —Ouch!? 』
He whipped around, only to find a drunk Philvis in her Santa Outfit glaring daggers at him.
『 —Lord Dionysush. 』
『 Huh...? 』
『 —Lord Dionysus!! Why arrren't you by my shide!? 』
『 O-Ouch! Ow! You have the wrong person—I mean, the wrong god!! 』
Too drunk to see straight, Philvis had completely mistaken Bell for Dionysus and was mercilessly pummeling him. Watching this disgraceful display unfold on the page, Lefiya's reaction was instantaneous.
"Nooooooo!! Philvis is repeating my past mistakes!?"
Back when Lefiya had gotten trashed on Orario Mary, she had made the exact same mistake, confusing the god Soma for Bell Cranel and committing grave disrespect. The memory vividly resurrected itself in her mind, causing Lefiya to faceplant onto the table and cough up blood a second time.
『 Why won't you look at me prrroperly? Am I... am I that useless of a dependent? 』
『 P-Please calm down! I'm not Lord Dionysus, and you aren't a useless dependent at all, Philvis! 』
Flustered by the beautiful, teary-eyed elf clinging to him, Bell frantically tried to comfort her. Unfortunately, when dealing with a bad drunk, that was the exact wrong move.
『 I'm not useless... I'm not a bad dependent... Ehehehe... Lord Dionysus, shay it again~ 』
『 Whoa!? 』
Only hearing the parts she wanted to hear, Philvis tackled Bell to the floor, nuzzling her face affectionately into his chest. From there, the development followed a trope they were more familiar with than their own parents' faces. A drunken Philvis violently ripped Bell's clothes to shreds, straddled his naked body, and licked her lips hungrily.
"Damn you, Bell Cranel!!!! How dare you arrogantly seduce Philvis with your sweet words!!!"
"Um, did he? To my eyes, it simply looked like he was trying to comfort her."
Ryuu calmly pointed out the flaw in Lefiya's completely subjective, entirely sober delusion. But Lefiya's rampage showed no signs of stopping.
『 M-My body is already tainted... sho I want Lord Dionysus's hands to defile it even more, smear it, stain it completelyyyy~~~! 』
『 Uwaaaahhh!!? 』
Tearing open her Santa Outfit, Philvis aggressively pressed her bare breasts against Bell's chest, seducing him with zero restraint.
"You perverted, degenerate, womanizing rabbit!! Taking advantage of poor Philvis's vulnerabilities to do such indecent things to her~~!!"
"If anything, I feel like he is the one having indecent things done to him."
Lefiya had gone completely blind to Philvis's aggressive behavior, stubbornly twisting the narrative to frame Bell as the sole villain. Sitting next to her, Ryuu could only stare with an utterly unreadable expression.
『 Praise meee! If you won't be gentle with me... if you can't do that... then at least love me♡ 』
『 Ah, she's cute... Wait, no! Like I said, I'm not Lord Dionysus, I'm Bell Cranel! Philvis! 』
『 Muuu! Shtill trying to make exchuses and run away! An annoying mouth like that getsh thishh~!! 』
『 Nnmmph!? 』
Forcing Bell to look at her, Philvis aggressively smashed her lips against his. Over the span of three massive panels, she subjected him to a deep, intensely passionate kiss that a pure and chaste elf would absolutely never do. In the final panel, she was practically using her tongue to force-feed her alcohol-laced saliva directly down his throat. By the time she finally pulled away, the intoxicating fumes and spiked saliva had done their work. Bell's face was flushed, his eyes hazy and unfocused—the perfect picture of a hopelessly drunk rabbit.
『 Ahuu? My head feelsh all fuzzy... kinda feels nice~? 』
『 Nyufufufufu! Lord Dionysus is all drrrunk just like meee~~ 』
With Bell completely intoxicated and devoid of any will to resist, a delighted Philvis effortlessly stripped him completely naked.
『 Shtriiip! Shtriiip! 』
『 Nnnooo. Don't shtrip meee 』
Watching Bell getting undressed with the helpless passivity of a toddler being changed by a parent tickled a very specific, shota-adjacent awakening deep within Ryuu. Her elf ears twitched unconsciously in quiet approval.
Once Bell was thoroughly bared to the world, Philvis shifted the lower half of her Santa Outfit to the side. Presenting a beautiful, delicate cleft—the exact nature of which cannot be explicitly detailed here—she shoved it right in front of Bell's face. It was an act she would die before committing while sober, but in her drunken haze, she executed it without a shred of hesitation. The same held true for Bell; staring blankly at the secret flower presented to him, he surrendered completely to his primal urges and accepted the offering.
『 Nnah♡ 』
Experiencing the sensation for the very first time, the maidenly Philvis let out a trembling gasp. Even through the alcohol, she retained just enough shame to squeeze her eyes shut and clamp a hand over her mouth to stifle her moans. But she wasn't just taking it. Fumbling with clumsy yet tender movements, Philvis reached down to gently stroke Bell's fully battle-ready Zeus Rod, even leaning in to drag her tongue against it.
"Aaah! Philvis is falling victim to Bell Cranel's demonic hands!!? That's it! I'm going to exterminate, obliterate, crush, and pulverize that rabbit~!!"
"Again, if anything, he is the victim being assaulted here."
As Lefiya radiated literal waves of murderous intent, Ryuu calmly attempted to inject reality back into the conversation.
Now that all the necessary preparations were complete, Philvis, still straddling him, readied herself to initiate the main event. But suddenly, she froze.
『 ...It's no good. 』
『 ? Philvis? 』
『 Someone as tainted as me... doesn't deserve to be loved by Lord Dionysus... 』
Tears abruptly cascaded from her eyes, splashing warmly onto Bell's face. Bell Cranel knew nothing of Philvis Shallia's dark past, nor the heavy burdens she carried in her heart. But he did know exactly what to do when a woman was crying right in front of him.
『 Philvis. You aren't tainted at all. You're incredibly pure, delicate, and chaste. 』
『 ...Chaste? Someone like me...? 』
『 Yes. Just like Lefiya, you are a proud and noble elf. So please, don't ever call yourself tainted. To my eyes, you are breathtakingly beautiful. 』
Reaching up, Bell gently wiped away her tears with his thumb, gazing deeply into her eyes with a warm, reassuring smile. Hearing his words, Philvis's lips trembled. 『 I'm... just like Lefiya? 』 she whispered, her shoulders quivering with pure, unfiltered joy.
"Grrrrr...! How dare Bell Cranel say something so arrogant! But... but seeing Philvis look so incredibly happy just from being compared to me is... Muuuu~!!?"
"You truly are a difficult person."
Shooting a look of profound pity at the groaning Lefiya, Ryuu turned the page.
『 L-Like thish, Lord Dionysus♡ It's... it's really deep inshide~~♡ 』
At first, Philvis was all enthusiasm and zero experience. Like a typical chaste elf, she took Bell in with clumsy, virginal hesitation. She controlled the pace at the start, her increasingly fluid hip movements tossing Bell around as she slowly figured out how her body was supposed to move. However, the panels quickly shifted to show Bell acclimating to the situation, steadily seizing the reins back from her.
『 Ah, right there...!♡ 』
『 Here? Ah, your hips just twitched. This must be your weak spot, Philvis♡ 』
Catching onto the soft, unintended gasp that slipped from her lips, Bell honed in on her weakness and relentlessly attacked it. From that point on, Philvis's rhythm was shattered. Bell had taken absolute control.
"Crush him. Carve him to pieces, twist him apart, burn him to ash, freeze his remains, grind him down until he's nothing but minced meat, ih-hihihi...!!"
"Exactly who and what are you planning to do that to, Thousand Elf!? And why do you sound like an evil witch!?"
Ryuu frantically intervened as Lefiya began radiating an indescribable, pitch-black aura of pure malice. If Ryuu hadn't stepped in, an entirely innocent Bell Cranel would likely have taken a point-blank Rea Laevateinn to the face the next time they crossed paths, or worse—ended up on the receiving end of a kitchen knife while Lefiya whispered, "I'm sorry... goodbye."
『 —Ehyuhyuhyu! Lord Dionysus~~ 』
『 Phew~. ...Is she asleep? 』
Glancing down at the thoroughly satisfied Philvis who had passed out mid-cuddle, a still-dizzy Bell gently scooped up the strands of her hair that he had soiled with his white fluid. It was a surprisingly tender scene that showcased Bell's inherent respect for women, even while blackout drunk. But a split second later, a massive impact shattered the back of his skull, sending cartoon stars spinning above his head.
『 Guboh——!!? 』
『 You shtty! Indecent, perverted, sx-crazed rabbit beast!!! 』
『 L-L-Lefiya!!! 』
The sudden appearance of an enraged, Santa-suited Lefiya was enough to sober Bell up instantly, his face draining of all color in sheer terror.
"Gufufufu...! That's right! Do it! Bring the hammer of justice down upon that sinful rabbit!!"
"Ah... Even as a fellow elf, watching one of my brethren devolve into a petty, vindictive frenzy is hard to stomach."
Clutching the book with white knuckles, Lefiya chanted homicidal encouragement to her fictional counterpart like it was a dark curse. Ryuu simply watched her with a mixture of exasperation and pity. Having belligerently picked a fight, the drunken Lefiya shoved the naked Bell to the floor, firmly planting her foot on his stomach to pin him down.
『 Gah! 』
『 Now then, what shoulld I do with this perrverted rabbit~? 』
Due to the physics of being pinned to the floor by her foot, Bell was forced to stare straight up at Lefiya. Naturally, this meant he had a crystal-clear, unobstructed view straight up her Santa miniskirt and right at her underwear. Bell's eyes locked onto the panty shot. In direct response to the visual stimulus, his Zeus Rod surged back to life with a vengeance. Spotting this, the fictional Lefiya shrieked, 『 Kyaa! 』 and leaped back.
"Scum! Pervert! The enemy of all women! I knew it, Bell Cranel has no right to exist in this world!!!"
"I said calm down, kinswoman!! This is all happening inside a book! It's nothing but that woman's delusions! He hasn't even done anything wrong! That's just a biological reaction to an accident!"
Realizing that Lefiya was making a face no elf should ever make, Ryuu raised her voice to forcefully rein in the madness. Though the turbulent aura hadn't entirely dissipated, Lefiya managed to pull herself back from the brink. Panting heavily, she chugged a glass of iced tea to soothe her nerves.
"I apologize. Whenever Bell Cranel is involved, I tend to lose myself..."
"Well, as long as you have regained your composure, that is all that matters. The true villain here is the woman drawing and distributing this filth, so please do not blame yourself..."
Now that they had calmed down, a slightly awkward silence filled the room. But having nothing else to do, the two returned to the book. Even though they both knew full well that only hell awaited them in the pages ahead.
『 Why won't you look at me...? 』
『 Huh...? 』
『 I know you're obsessed with Ais. Buuut, I'm shupposed to be your rrrrival, you know~ 』
Leaning her face dangerously close to Bell's, Lefiya pouted her lips with the expression of a bashful maiden.
『 You're just shome nobody who popped out of nowhere, but you kept chashing Ais, and you kept getting closher and closher to my back. How was I shupposed to ignore you...? But despite that, you kept running after women you barely even know! And then you shtarted protecting monsters, and fighting that black minotaur... Jusht look at me more, dummy... 』
It was far too adorable to be called jealousy; her words stemmed from a pure, raw possessiveness. Hearing them, a complicated blend of joy and embarrassment washed over Bell's face.
『 What ish with that gross expression? No, not gross... creepy? 』
『 That's so mean!? 』
The blunt, incredibly casual insult caught Bell completely off guard. But even his shocked reaction was apparently too much for this version of Lefiya, who only grew more agitated.
『 Alwaysh reacting so dramatically just to shedduce girls, you stupid womanizing rabbit!! 』
『 Ow-ow-ow-ow!!! 』
A furious flurry of elf-punches rained down on Bell. Let's review the situation. A completely naked Bell—stripped bare by a drunk Philvis—was now being slapped repeatedly by a Lefiya wearing an exceptionally revealing miniskirt Santa Outfit. To any objective reader, this looked exactly like a light BDSM session, or perhaps just the aggressive flirting of a remarkably stupid couple. Given the nature of the book, it was almost guaranteed the author had drawn it exactly with that intent.
"Is this... indecent? Or is it merely the belligerent behavior of an aggressive drunk?"
The pure and innocent Ryuu had no concept of deriving pleasure from pain, nor did she understand the incomprehensible dynamics peculiar to lovers. She had never heard of BDSM or idiot couples. But based purely on visual evidence, her instincts told her this wasn't just physical violence—it was highly indecent. Seeking a second opinion, she turned to the only other elf in the room, who had been suspiciously silent for several moments.
"Which do you believe it is, kins... woman...?"
"────~~~!!///"
Lefiya's face was glowing a radioactive shade of crimson—matching her manga counterpart perfectly—and she had buried her face entirely in her hands.
"Wait, have you been so quiet this whole time because...?"
"Y-Yes, alright! I was so embarrassed I had to cover my face!"
If this doujinshi was a pure, fabricated fantasy, Lefiya wouldn't have been nearly this flustered. But the author of this book was a reader of the world's story. Since she possessed meta-knowledge of the narrative text and internal monologues, having Lefiya recite feelings she had only ever confessed privately to Bell was child's play. Forced to read her own deeply held secrets paraded openly by her fictional self, Lefiya's mind was a chaotic blender of humiliation and panic. She couldn't even process what was happening anymore.
"Uuuuu... why must I be subjected to the absolute pinnacle of humiliation!?"
"That is... truly unfortunate for you."
"The least you could do is comfort me properly!"
Whether she simply couldn't find the right words or was just too exhausted from dealing with Lefiya's earlier rampages, Ryuu's half-hearted condolence did absolutely nothing to heal Lefiya's emotional scars. Regardless, having recovered enough mental fortitude to snap back at Ryuu, Lefiya gritted her teeth and continued reading.
Continuing to throw drunken punches while whining, "Look at me properly!", the fictional Lefiya suddenly froze as Bell caught her fists. Staring straight into her eyes with an unyielding gaze, he spoke.
『 ...I am looking. 』
『 Fweh!? 』
『 I won't deny that I look at Ais a lot. But I look at you just as much, Lefiya. 』
『 J-Jusht saying lines like that to lead girls on... I won't be fooled! 』
Lefiya ripped her hands free and threw another punch. But this one landed with a soft smack, clearly lacking all the force of her previous strikes. Ignoring the feeble attack, Bell pulled her into a tight embrace. As her elf ears twitched wildly in sheer panic, he leaned in, his breath brushing against them as he laid his heart bare.
『 It's not a lie. After all, you always hated me, always complained about me... but you still acknowledged me as your rival. There's no way I could ever ignore you. 』
Seeing his wry, genuine smile, Lefiya's panic melted away. She quieted down, listening closely to what he had to say.
『 Besides, no matter how hard things get, even if I give up and think I can't stand anymore... you're the one who always believes I'll get back up in the end! The strictest, most unforgiving woman in the world! You're the one person I can show all my weaknesses and pathetic moments to, but absolutely refuse to show myself giving up!! 』
『 ——!!? ...What ish that supposed to mean? Are you hitting on me...? 』
Tears beaded at the corners of her eyes. Her cheeks were flushed—and not just from the alcohol. Unable to suppress a radiant smile of pure joy, Lefiya slowly wrapped her arms around Bell, returning the embrace. Bell squeezed her tighter, pressing their bodies flush against one another.
『 Maybe I am. Because as scary as you can be, Lefiya, you're actually incredibly cute, and so gentle. If we had just met in a different order, I might have fallen in love with you. 』
『 ────!?♡ 』
『 When you were demanding I look at you earlier... it was so charming and attractive, my heart actually skipped a beat! 』
『 Bell... 』
『 Lefiya... 』
As if declaring that no more words were needed, their lips met. It started out quiet and gentle. Then they parted to catch their breath. When they came back together, it was a wildly passionate, tongue-tangling exchange, complete with wet chu♡ chu♡ sound effects, dragging on for an almost uncomfortable number of panels. Finally satisfied, they pulled away, a glistening silver bridge of saliva connecting their lips. That was when Lefiya dropped the bombshell.
『 I'm shuuuuuper drunk right now, Bell What are you going to do with me? 』
『 ...Are you inviting me? 』
『 Nfufufu! I wonder~? 』
Answering him with another kiss, Bell's entire demeanor instantly shifted. His gaze sharpened into that of a wolf locking onto its prey. He stared intensely at Lefiya, his eyes hungrily tracing the curves of her waist and the chest hidden beneath her Santa Outfit. Hooking his fingers under the fabric, he began slowly peeling it off her body.
"He has revealed his true colors. I knew it! Bell Cranel is a filthy, lust-driven animal! We have no choice but to end his life immediately!"
"...I am beginning to think it might be best to preemptively report you to the Ganesha Familia."
Having lost count of how many times Lefiya had snapped, Ryuu held her aching head, seriously debating whether she needed to consult Shakti before a genuine homicide occurred.
『 Nnh, ah♡ 』
『 Does it hurt? 』
『 I'm fine, so... give me more...♡ 』
Bell's indecent hands eagerly fondled Lefiya's still-developing chest. Panting hot breaths, Lefiya begged him to touch her harder, and Bell happily obliged.
"Her chest..."
Ryuu discreetly stole a glance at the real Lefiya's chest. Even through her clothes, there were undeniable curves that completely defied the typically slender elven physique. Ryuu instinctively compared them to her own painfully modest chest. The difference was glaringly obvious. If Bell were to ever confess that he preferred larger chests, Ryuu would likely collapse to her knees on the spot in total defeat.
No, in my previous doujinshi, they had grown! I've heard they get bigger once you have children!
Remembering the Reverse Bunny doujinshi where she was depicted as the well-endowed mother of two, Ryuu desperately pumped herself back up. Hope was not dead yet. Having successfully dragged herself out of her quiet depression, she turned her attention back to the remaining half of the book.
『 Nnoo, slap♡ slap♡ s-shtop──♡ 』
『 I can't♡ I'm already holding back and being as gentle as I can!♡ 』
The main event had already commenced, the two of them violently tangled together on the floor. Lefiya's Santa Outfit was half-torn off, and the sight of a completely naked Bell taking her from behind was the textbook image of a drunk elf getting taken home and thoroughly devoured. Driven wild by Bell's hip movements, Lefiya peaked repeatedly, each time letting out incredibly sweet, breathy moans.
Much like when Philvis had assaulted him, Bell started off acting like a helpless rabbit—only to seamlessly transition into a master-class predator devouring a woman with techniques that put professional gigolos to shame. He was truly living up to the Zeus Familia lineage. And rather than resisting, Lefiya was actively throwing her hips back, moving obscenely to take him in as deeply as possible.
『 Uuoooooohhhh!!?♡♡ 』
『 Are you sure you should be moving on your own? You're going to lose, you know♡ 』
『 I don't wanna lose!!♡ But I can't! I'm going to lose!! This handsome d*ck is too strong! I'm losinggg!!♡♡♡ 』
Based on the puddles of clear fluid soaking the floor, it was obvious Bell had already forced Lefiya into her Defeat Ah*gao multiple times. To add insult to injury, Bell unleashed a devastating double combo—whispering filthy things directly into her highly sensitive ear while playfully biting on the tip. Broken by his merciless technique, Lefiya locked her legs around him in a desperate Daishuki Hold. Simultaneously, Bell erupted inside her for the umpteenth time, dumping another massive load of his thick white fluid.
Her stomach was now bulging so prominently with the milk he had pumped into her that she could easily be mistaken for a pregnant woman. Her eyes were practically rolling back into her head, but Lefiya was somehow still clinging to the very edge of consciousness.
『 I'll make this the last one. 』
『 ...Hii! I can't! I r-really can't!!♡ Anymore than this is...♡ 』
At the very end, Bell pulled back until they were barely connected. Realizing exactly what he was about to do, Lefiya frantically shook her head in sheer terror. But Bell exhaled a sharp breath and prepared to deliver the finishing blow. He wasn't stopping. In a final, desperate act of resistance, she tried to shove him away using only her arm strength. But there was no physical universe where a squishy back-liner could overpower a vanguard. Driving his hips forward like a Pile Bunker, Bell's Zeus Rod mercilessly breached her baby-making room.
『 Iiiiiiiiiiiiiigguuuu~~~~!!!??♡♡♡ 』
Lefiya's ungodly screech consumed half the page. Her eyes had completely rolled back, her body violently expelling Bell's accumulated milk like a fountain. Drooling snot and splayed out like a crushed frog, Lefiya had completely blacked out. If a vulgar, classless god were present to witness this, they would undoubtedly be throwing around crude terms like "Zako-Mn Elf," "Msu-Ochi," and "Ah*gao Elf" while hollering in excitement.
"This is... utterly ruthless...!?"
Ryuu covered her mouth, genuinely trembling at an assault so intense it could only be described as s*xual violence. Unable to stop her mind from wandering, she vividly imagined herself subjected to the same treatment. A sharp, stimulating thrill shot straight to her lower abdomen. Feeling incredibly guilty for her obscene thoughts, she cautiously peeked over at Lefiya.
".......Fweh?"
"Oh no! Her brain has completely crashed from viewing something so far removed from reality! Or rather, her circuits have fried entirely!?"
Ryuu frantically shook Lefiya by the shoulders, desperately trying to drag her back to the real world. The violent shaking seemed to reboot her system. Lefiya blinked rapidly, looking around to reorient herself. Then, the memories of what she had just read flooded back, and tears immediately welled up in her eyes.
"Waaaaaaaaah! This is too cruel! Not only did I lose to Bell Cranel, I was drawn acting completely un-elf-like!!!"
She was crying for real. But it was entirely understandable. She had been depicted in an incredibly dense, intimate, and explicit scenario with the boy she viewed as her mortal enemy and ultimate rival. Worse still, Bell's technique had forced her into a Defeat Ah*gao multiple times before finally making her pass out. To say this severely damaged Lefiya Viridis's dignity as an elf would be an understatement. She sobbed uncontrollably at the top of her lungs.
Sigh... It might be best to leave her alone for a while.
Leaving the bawling Lefiya to her misery, Ryuu picked the book back up to finish the remaining pages. Honestly, part of her wanted to just slam the book shut and walk away. But the name of the wine—Orario Mary. And the presence of Philvis and Lefiya. It all inevitably connected to that humiliating incident that had occurred on Christmas Day.
Given the remaining page thickness, it was painfully obvious that there was one more person's indecent display left to read. The real question was: who was the target?
"If memory serves, the ones who got drunk that day were Maenad, Thousand Elf, myself, and Alicia. In terms of sheer popularity, Alicia of the Loki Familia heavily outshines me. However, she has never once been featured in one of these doujinshi."
In that case, could it be...? A powerful sense of dread settled in the pit of her stomach. Steeling herself for the truth, Ryuu turned the page.
『 Beeell Who are you getting all flirty and lovey-dovey with inshtead of meee? 』
"Pfffttt!!?"
It was a scene of her, absolutely plastered, hugging Bell from behind. If that were all, she wouldn't have spat out her non-existent drink. After everything she had endured so far, her mind and spirit had already been thoroughly corrupted. A simple drunken hug was nowhere near enough to break her.
No, the problem was what she was wearing. The other two had been wearing the exact same outfits they had worn during the actual Christmas event. Yet, for some inexplicable reason, she wasn't wearing a slightly revealing miniskirt Santa Outfit. She was wearing a Christmas-themed micro-bikini paired with nothing but a Santa cape—an outfit that completely shattered the entire concept of seasonality.
『 Ryuu!? What are you wearing!? 』
『 Thish? Thish is my shpecial outfit just for shedducing you, Bell! Eh-hem!! 』
Ryuu puffed out her chest proudly. Bell gave her a warm, endearing look—right up until he noticed that puffing her chest out had caused the micro-bikini to slip, granting him a crystal-clear peek at something that absolutely shouldn't be seen. It was what the gods referred to as "the tease of a peek." Whether the author knew the term or not, in Ryuu's mind, the woman who had drawn this was instantly condemned as a world-class war criminal.
"To subject me to something far more humiliating than simply being drawn naked... I will never forgive that woman!!"
Ryuu ignited a blazing aura of pure carnage, grinding her molars loud enough to echo in the room. Her terrifying presence was a near-perfect reflection of Alfia when she was truly furious. It felt almost as if the spirit of Silence had temporarily descended from the heavens to answer Ryuu's boundless rage. But since the target of her wrath was not present, Ryuu took a deep breath, suppressing her fury. The restless spirit quietly returned to the Celestial World.
"How strange... Did I just feel an incredibly nostalgic presence?"
Brushing the odd sensation aside, Ryuu turned to the next page.
『 You really are an unfair perrson~. I told myself you were the one person I could never, ever fall for... but I fell in love with the boy my best friend loves... 』
『 Ryuu... 』
『 You're pure... your sense of justice is so strong... I love the childish things you do sometimes, and the brave, heroic side you show when it truly counts... I've come to love every single part of you. 』
Delicately listing the things she loved about him one by one, the fictional Ryuu's face was so red it was impossible to tell if it was from the alcohol or embarrassment. Placing her hands gently on Bell's cheeks, she leaned in, closed her eyes, and slowly pressed her lips against his. The two immediately transitioned into a deep, passionate kiss, tongues intertwining.
"Hawawawa!?"
In that exact moment, Ryuu finally understood. She completely understood the visceral, agonizing squirm Lefiya had experienced when reading her innermost secrets laid bare on the page. As an entirely new type of embarrassment—infinitely worse than the micro-bikini—assaulted her, Ryuu called upon her sheer grit as an adventurer and pressed onward.
『 Ehehe... we kissed♡ 』
"Gwah!!"
Watching her fictional self practically float with joy like a maiden in full bloom over a simple kiss, Ryuu involuntarily spat blood. This level of destructive power this early on was absurd. She realized then that witnessing someone else's public indecency and witnessing her own inflicted entirely different levels of mental trauma.
"But I have come too far to turn back now. If this is how it must be, then I shall see it through to the bitter end!!"
Channeling the exact same survival instincts she had used while stranded in the Deep Floors Arc, Ryuu pushed through the pages.
『 Jusht sho you know~ I'm older than you, Bell. Which means! I know babies don't come from storks after a kiss, or from cabbage patches! Hmph!! 』
"JUST KILL ME NOW!!!"
Sensing that this book was finding entirely new vectors to humiliate her, Ryuu felt something far surpassing mere murderous intent swelling within her as she turned the page.
『 ...Beeell~ do you want a baaaby? 』
『 Uh, well, I guess I'd want one eventually, in the future... 』
『 To make a baby, umm... you take the man's naughty stick, put it inshtide my tummy right here, and go byu~♡ That's how you make one♡ 』
『 ────!! 』
That single line, combined with her forming a little heart sign with her hands right over her womb to show him the spot, possessed more than enough destructive power to instantly resurrect Bell's Zeus Rod, which had been thoroughly exhausted by Philvis and Lefiya. And if that wasn't enough—
『 Or maybe... do you hate the idea of having half-elf babies? 』
『 I don't hate it at all! 』
Faced with a full, unashamed declaration that she intended to bear his children, Bell's Zeus Rod sprang to life with such terrifying vigor that the veins bulged visibly. It was so massive and hard it could feasibly be wielded as a blunt weapon. Ryuu's eyes were practically glued to it.
"B-B-B-Bell's child!? I mean, yes, I certainly gave birth to them in the previous book, but to actually read the scene where they're conceived is...!?"
She hesitated. But in the end, her sheer curiosity completely overwhelmed her dignity, and she continued reading. From there, things played out exactly as Ryuu had imagined. Ryuu was completely pliant and accepting. Bell treated her gently, all while ruthlessly deploying his transcendent technique to flawlessly locate her weak spots, actively trying to break her into becoming the perfect mother for his children.
『 I'm going to make you a mother for real, so you better be prepared♡ 』
『 Hya, hyai──♡ 』
He wasn't exaggerating. Tracing not just her secret parts, but awakening every single nerve ending across her entire body, the fictional Ryuu plunged deep into the abyss of pleasure in seconds. What followed was a barrage of highly explicit acts that absolutely cannot be detailed without an R-18 tag attached to this very text. As such, we will be heavily glossing over the events from this point on.
To summarize: Ryuu was subjected to play so filthy she was left thoroughly shocked and deeply rattled, her imagination spiraling wildly out of control.
If I were to marry Bell, does that mean we would engage in such intense acts every single night...? And would I have to wear such an embarrassing outfit?
Covering her mouth with both hands, Ryuu's heart—and the baby-making parts situated much lower down—began to pulse rapidly, throbbing and aching with undeniable anticipation.
Finally, the climax. Bell had successfully taken on three elves in a row and collapsed in a deep sleep. Suddenly, an unknown liquid splashed over his face. Jolting awake in a panic, Bell scrambled up. Standing over him, pinching his nose and looking down in absolute disgust, was Bete Loga.
『 You finally sober, you little rabbit bastard? 』
『 Huh? What was I doing...? ——Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!! 』
『 Looks like you woke up and remembered exactly what you did. 』
The liquid Bete had splashed on him was the hangover cure, Merry Turmeric. Fully sobered up from his s*x-crazed rabbit state, the color completely drained from Bell's face as he slowly scanned the room, looking at the naked, unconscious bodies of Philvis, Lefiya, and Ryuu sprawled out on the floor. In a blind panic, he threw Bete a desperate, pleading look for help. Bete shot him down instantly.
『 W-W-W-What do I do, Mr. Bete!? What am I supposed to do!!? 』
『 Like I give a sh*t! I've got my hands full cleaning up Ais's mess! You literally sowed these seeds yourself, so you clean 'em up! 』
Leaving behind three extra bottles of Merry Turmeric, Bete vanished from the scene. The story ended on the final panel: a teary-eyed, deeply panicked Bell stranded with three naked elves sleeping peacefully on the floor.
"It is finally over..."
"I... see. Then, shall we leave...?"
Having completely finished this spectacularly awful book, Ryuu and a somewhat mentally recovered Lefiya finally stepped out of the tavern. As they exited the establishment and walked down the street to head home, a suffocating, heavy silence hung in the air between them. Finally, just as they reached the crossroads where their paths would split, they both spoke up.
""Excuse me, you can go ahead and keep the book...""
Just like when they had first bumped into each other, their voices overlapped perfectly. Wearing incredibly awkward expressions, they instantly fell quiet again. After a prolonged period of desperately trying to shove the cursed item onto the other person, they ultimately agreed to "seal" the book—which was to say, throw it away.
That day, Gale and Thousand Elf swore a solemn vow to hunt down and completely obliterate the incarnation of pure evil who had given birth to this book.
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