《Yuusha Isekai! Youjo Suki!》113. The Terror of Honesty
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I wash Rishya's back and her hair with the water gently. When its soaked, it goes a little bit less radiantly blonde.
"This... this is nice." She practically purrs. "Perhaps I should have got someone to wash it from time to time..." she ponders.
I splash her entire body to clean her and she shivers slightly. The resistance effect is clearly working, but the lake still does remind one of a cold shower.
"Elijah-sama... do you find me attractive?" She asks out of no-where.
"You're asking this now?!" I snicker.
"I am. Please be honest with me." She replies, still not actually looking at me.
Hmmm... Rishya is...
"Rish is very lovely to me." I say instantly.
I run my hands down her curves. Even at her age, she is already resembling a well-proportioned lady. She has lovely hips, long legs and 'thicc' thighs. Her bottom and midriff are toned and artistic. And of course, she has a nice handful to her chest.
"Rishya is truly, honestly a marvel. I have never seen such physical perfection." I whisper in her ear, and she giggles.
"Quite so. Elijah-sama has good taste. It is always nice to hear such, though. I do worry all the time, as all girls must. I was, after all, quite often stood next to Aria and her big sisters." She laughs.
Yes, Aria is beautiful as well, of course. It’s a different beautiful. Rish is a stack of golden bars. Aria is a silver sculpture; all tall and slender with wonderfully toned legs and a tummy that is somehow both spongey and muscled at the same time. She would giggle when I touched it.
Kiku as well. Her strong arms, her cute round face and swan-like neck, her proud and burgeoning bosom. Only half Rishya's development, but wonderful nonetheless. She would chitter when you kiss her lovely neck.
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And this one is also wonderful, petite, wonderful blushes at all the right places, that black and white contrast, and a great confidence in how she carries herself.
Aren't I blessed?
"S-S-Seria-sama!!?!" Rishya exclaims, squirming in my grasp as my hands are still on her.
Seria is crackling with electricity. She managed to warp here somehow?
She immediately facepalms with a smack as she gapes.
"Boy... you do have a talent for greeting me in the nude, don't you?" She groans.
"I live to please." I grin.
Seria looks away, blushing, as I step out from behind Rishya.
"Goodness! Put that away! It’s a dangerous weapon!" She exclaims.
Rishya looks back and giggles, and then looks back at the squirming Seria and gets a dangerous expression.
I think about stopping whatever is planned here. I get an ominous feeling. But my irrepressible urge to bully girls advises me to stay still and see what occurs.
It is, for sure, not what I expected.
The soaked Rish practically charges the uncomfortable looking Seria, hugging her whilst naked.
"Gahhh! What are you...!?"
"Seria-sama! You're raging inside right now, like before, aren't you...?"
Rishya starts tickling Seria's sides, and then rubs her flat chest.
"Nooooo!" Seria squeals. But Rish has turned into some kind of dervish, and though Rishya sure as heck couldn't win a tickle fight with Kali before, I imagine she still has the upper hand on the spindly and petite Sage.
Wow... this is.
Hot.
Rishya has gained some scary moves all of a sudden.
I swear the lake water should be evaporating off me.
"See, Seria-sama? You've made Elijah-sama excited again..."
Seria's eyes are swimming whilst having a glassy lost stare in my direction and she does indeed look feverish. Her chest band tube top has slipped off, and she is drooling.
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Wow. She's so tempered normally, but it was all a mask this time, and she's actually a bit of a pervert as well?
She looks surprisingly vulnerable right now, and that's real bad for me and my lack of resolve in situations like this. You would think I wouldn't have anything left in me after the terror of sex with Rish, but...
Maybe Exceptional Vitality was a mistake...
"Master..." I advance on her.
"Ngh... mmmm... n-no... d-don't come!" She cries weakly, but it’s not very convincing.
"I won't if you truly don't want it." I say, leaving that in the air. Rishya also lets her go.
Released, Seria backs up a couple of paces, going as red as blood as she makes biting motions, with her finger in her mouth.
I brush her left twin-tail over her shoulder, and she backs up again, but then trips and falls on her behind into the flowers.
"B-boy..." she squirms and looks away. "I..."
You know what this reminds me of? That vision I had when I learnt Spark Cannon.
"This is unusual for you, master. I've never seen you so meek. It's strange to see you like this, Eri-chan..."
She sharply inhales a breath.
"What!? I... how do you... y-you... know my original name... this is..."
She bursts into tears in the middle of the flowers. Did I go too far?
"What have you done, boy!" She roars, crying, blushing, and writhing all at once.
She stares between my legs, and gulps. Rishya giggles behind a hand.
Seria makes chomping motions, then lets out a massive 'Gaaaaah!'.
Then she snivels, slaps her face with both hands, and glares at me so hard it spikes my danger sense.
"Well!? Kinah's fucking mercy boy! Don't just stand there! Am I truly resisting?! Get between my damn legs already!"
She opens her arms in an inviting posture.
"Yes Master!"
I leap into the flowers again.
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