“Where am I...?”
When he came to his senses, Caim found himself alone in a deep forest full of luxuriant trees.
“Tea? Millicia? Lenka?” Caim called out the names of his comrades, realizing they were nowhere to be seen. “Rozbeth? Lykos? Just where did everyone go?”
Had they gotten lost in the woods? For that matter, when had he entered this forest in the first place? Caim’s memory was fuzzy and he couldn’t remember anything.
The trees rustled.
“Huh...?” Caim sensed a presence that wasn’t one of his companions. Something beastly was approaching. “An animal...? No, a monster...”
Caim immediately prepared for battle, wrapping himself in condensed mana and readying his stance.
“Grrrraaaaaw!” A large wolf the size of a calf roared and leaped at Caim’s throat. Caim easily dealt with it, though, punching it in the head and pulverizing both the monster’s skull and brain. However, the wolf wasn’t alone—others emerged from the trees and joined the attack.
“Bring it on!” Caim shouted, repelling the monsters with punches and kicks. But after a while, he noticed something strange.
“Huh?” The corpses of the ten wolves he had already killed had melted into a slime-like black sludge. The strangeness of the situation befuddled Caim, which created an opening for a wolf to attack him from behind.
Though his reaction was slightly late, Caim quickly turned around and prepared to counterattack, but...
“What?! A woman?!” he exclaimed, shocked by the sight. What had jumped at his back wasn’t a wolf, but a human woman who seemed to be around twenty, the same age as Tea and Lenka. She had long green hair that reached the ground and, most surprisingly, she was naked.
Caim couldn’t bring himself to swing his fist at the naked woman, allowing her to grab his shoulders and push him down.
“Ugh... Who the hell are— Whoa?!” Just then, another unexpected thing happened—after straddling Caim, the woman started to lick all over his face. “What the hell! Are you a dog or something?!”
“Master!” The woman spoke. It was natural for humans to be able to speak, but for some reason, Caim found it very out of place for this particular woman to do so. “I have been waiting to engage in intercourse with you for so long, Master!”
“What the...?”
“Allow me to service you.” The woman blushed, her eyes glistening, as she licked Caim’s face. Her expression was full of lust and her voice flirtatious—something Caim was quite familiar with, as he was used to seeing females in heat.
“Wait, is my sweat affecting her?!”
“Your sweat is delicious, Master. I cannot stop myself from licking it!” The woman, in a state of complete arousal, ripped Caim’s shirt open, tearing through the buttons and revealing his muscular chest. Her tongue moved like it had a mind of its own, tracing from his face down to the base of his neck, smearing his collarbone in saliva. Then she continued toward his chest, and even sucked his nipples, marking them as hers.
“Ugh... You can’t just do whatever you want! That’s not even where you should be licking!”
“Aaah!”
Caim tried to push her back, but ended up grabbing her breasts instead of her shoulders. They were rather big—larger than Millicia’s but smaller than Lenka’s—and pretty soft, and their springiness even outmatched his four lovers.
“Aaah... Mmmh...” the woman moaned happily as Caim groped her breasts. She put her hands above his and moved them, pleading for more.
It was at this moment that Caim was able to get a good look at the woman for the first time. She was tall and slender, but her chest was substantial. Though her long hair was disheveled, she wasn’t bad looking—in fact, she was rather attractive. If she combed her hair, put on some makeup, and wore a dress, she could pass herself off as a noblewoman.
“Wait... Do I know you...?” Caim felt a sense of déjà vu as he looked at her face and green hair. This should have been his first meeting with her, and yet he couldn’t help but feel it wasn’t. “It can’t be... Are you—”
“Knowing who I am is not that important. But this is!”
“Whoa!”
The woman, who had been enjoying having her breasts rubbed, couldn’t endure it any longer and went for Caim’s pants. She quickly removed his belt and slid down his pants and underwear, revealing Caim’s “sword.” It stood valiantly, ready for action.
“Aaah... Master’s master is so big... I am so happy!”
“Wait... You want to do it right here?”
“Of course. I shall not let you flee.” The woman lowered her hips toward Caim’s “sword,” pressing her most precious part against it. Thanks to the wet sensation he was feeling, Caim knew the woman was also ready for what was coming next.
“Ugh... To think a woman would end up taking me like this...” Caim muttered in resignation. The next moment...
“Aaaah!”
For the first time ever, Caim was completely on the receiving end as the woman’s unexplored cleft engulfed his “sword.” His mind blanked at the pleasure and sense of conquest from stealing her virginity.
The woman’s expression was filled with rapture, her tongue hanging out as she shook her hips above Caim. Wet slapping sounds echoed throughout the forest, gradually becoming louder.
“Aaaah! Master!”
“Here I come!” Even with the woman in the lead, Caim found an opportunity to counterattack.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” the woman moaned loudly, brought to climax by a thrust of Caim’s “sword.”
“Huh...?”
When he came to his senses, Caim was in his bed. Sunlight streamed through the gap in the curtains, and the chirping of birds celebrating the arrival of morning could be heard from outside.
“That was a dream... Right?” It had felt pretty real, but had to have been a dream.
Right now, Caim and his companions were resting at an inn during their journey. Because the rooms and beds at this inn were so small, everyone had slept individually instead of together as they normally did. This was the first time Caim had gotten to enjoy a night alone for a long while.
“Still, having a wet dream like that... What am I, a horny teenager or something?” Caim grumbled and rolled up his blanket to check if he had stained his underwear. “Huh?”
“Mmmh...” Under the blanket was a young girl with green hair, curled up against him and sleeping soundly. She was one of his traveling comrades—Lykos the wolf girl.
“Did she sneak into my bed while I slept?”
As he watched Lykos sleep peacefully, Caim remembered his dream. Though their age and their figure didn’t match, Lykos’s face and her green hair were very similar to...
“...I should go back to sleep,” Caim muttered, pulling the blanket all the way over his head, as though trying to escape from reality.