〈 Chapter 1112 〉 Dark Moon
“Resistance? Not at all?”
I asked again, looking at the bound man.
The kneeling man in front of me was drenched in blood. Around him lay three corpses—results of my clumsy torture over an hour. Three were dead and two had babbled out information.
“Ah, no! As I’ve said countless times, we are NOT the Resistance!”
“Well, then what are you?”
“W-w-we belong to the Blaeg organization…”
I listened silently to his words.
Fact was, this was the fifth time I’d heard the same answer. The men cracked within five minutes of torture. No spirit, no resolve to keep secrets—they folded like paper fans.
The reason I spent an hour torturing them and repeating the same questions was for verification. You can’t just blindly trust info spewed by enemies.
‘Blaeg. The organization smuggling with Lt. Vag of the 105th Unit. Drugs from the Ha-Fail Republic smuggled into the Freesel Kingdom… These guys seem too sloppy to pull off such operations. Is the Republic turning a blind eye?’
The spread of drugs into the Freesel Kingdom isn’t bad from the Republic’s perspective. The enemy’s misfortune is our joy.
I prepared to torture them further. The Resistance was famous for their tight bonds. To extract information, this level of torture wouldn’t suffice.
Crackle.
As sparks shot from my hand, the man’s face twisted in despair.
“I’ve told you everything I know! P-please stop!”
Before I could ignore him and reach for his head, Instructor Lexi grabbed my shoulder.
“211. That’s enough. These guys aren’t the Resistance.”
“Instructor, aren’t you jumping to conclusions? If they’re telling the truth, there should be smuggled goods here—but we found nothing.”
“A-ah! The goods haven’t arrived yet! They’re coming next week!”
The man interjected. I gave him a cold stare before looking back at Lexi.
“It does seem suspicious, but others have given the same testimony. Let’s call it quits here.”
“Understood.”
“You and I both suck at interrogations.”
“I did what I was taught.”
“Torture until death, huh? That was Venus’ lesson, wasn’t it?”
“Yes.”
“Tch. That old geezer is…”
Tsk tsk. Lexi clicked her tongue, shaking her head as she drew her pistol. Bang. Bang. The two remaining men dropped dead.
“What about this cabin?”
“Let it be. It’s useless to us anyway. Did you check the second floor? Smelled like sweat and cigarettes—it was disgusting. Sleeping on the ground would be better than here.”
Lexi walked out. Leaving the bodies behind in the cabin, I followed her. The sun was slowly setting.
“Instructor Lexi.”
“Nuna.”
“Yes, Lexi Nuna. In my opinion… Lt. Vag and these guys must have some form of communication.”
“You’re right. They knew about us beforehand. But they didn’t reveal any means of contact. They claimed orders came four days ago.”
“They knew we were coming. These bottom-of-the-barrel lackeys seemed to know nothing…”
“Maybe the Resistance, Lt. Vag, and the Blaeg Organization are all in cahoots?”
“Yes, that’s what you suspected too, Nuna.”
Lexi sighed deeply.
“…Our top priority is survival. The mission comes second. Don’t forget that.”
“Yes, understood.”
…
It was the third day since entering the Rumel Forest.
Instructor Lexi seemed to have completely lost interest in the already questionable mission. Normally, she was quite strict about missions, but now…
‘The mission content was wrong from the start…’
“It’s probably because of that.”
The mission devised by Lieutenant Vag based on the intel he tried to report was naturally bound to lack enthusiasm.
The problem was that she, having lost interest in the mission, had found amusement in teasing me.
She’d casually drop dirty jokes or subtly take suggestive poses with her curvaceous figure while gauging my reactions. I’d already been caught red-handed for noticing her.
Telling her to stop was useless. I even briefly considered pinning her down once and for all, but then remembered our rank difference and dismissed the thought.
“Krrrr…”
Instructor Lexi growled at me, raising her claws in imitation of the jaguar we’d just dealt with. I desperately tried to control my pupils as they were drawn toward her neck. Her t-shirt, soaked with sweat, clung tightly to her body.
“…Sis Lexi, aren’t you getting tired of this?”
“Why? It’s fun. If you want to look at my body, go ahead.”
“…”
Instructor Lexi deliberately swayed her upper body. Her ample chest rippled accordingly. I quickly averted my gaze.
She giggled.
We found a stream before evening.
Clear and clean water trickled through the forest. Following the stream upstream, we discovered a small refreshing waterfall.
‘Found it. This scenery isn’t much different from what you’d see in a game.’
Fortunately, time was on my side too.
“Sis Lexi, it seems we should camp here tonight. The waterfall is noisy, so let’s set up a bit further away.”
“I agree. I’ve gone three days without a shower and felt disgusting; this place came just in time. I’m going to shower. Don’t stop me.”
“Yes. Meanwhile, I’ll prepare dinner. Please take your time.”
There was something I needed to do at this waterfall too, but I decided to postpone it.
Just as I turned around to fetch supplies, Instructor Lexi grinned wickedly, grabbed me, and threw me into the stream.
I hesitated to react, realizing it was one of her pranks.
Splash.
My body sank. The depth of the pool below the waterfall was just enough to barely touch the bottom with my toes. The cold, clean water refreshed me, wiping away any discomfort and improving my mood.
“In places like this, playing in the water is mandatory.”
Using mana to temporarily enhance her physical abilities, she leaped high and dove in front of me. A large splash erupted.
I used my wrist to shield my face from the droplets.
Lexi floated with only her neck above the surface, laughing. I could sense the flow of mana emanating from her. It soon transformed into magic.
‘Wind…?’
Water mixed with air. Jets of water shot up in all directions before falling on me. Even the current was affected, pushing me around. I chuckled wryly. Lexi’s idea of water play was quite aggressive.
‘Using a barrier would ruin the romance, huh? Wind.’
I countered with the same wind magic. Her smile deepened.
“Ohh. You’re putting up quite a fight!”
She cast Bubble Magic. Dozens of watermelon-sized droplets appeared around us and headed toward me. Even though their power was minimized, there were simply too many.
“…Are you really going to do this?”
“It’s fine. You can handle it.”
The droplets rained down. I submerged myself. Being attuned to water magic, I could breathe underwater and move freely.
‘…!!’
Through the transparent water, I could see Lexi’s silhouette clearly, her curves fully revealed by her soaked clothes. Just when I thought that was bad enough, I sensed a spell forming beneath me.
‘Water Wall?’
It wasn’t dangerous. After all, this was still within the realm of playful antics. I abandoned my defenses and let the water take over. A pillar of water surged upward, lifting my body.
“AHAHAHAHAHA!”
[Lexi’s Erogenous Zones: Back, Clitoris]
I forcibly ignored the information that popped up in front of me.
•••
After finishing our water play, I prepared dinner. I gathered edible plants and roasted jaguar meat. Though I couldn’t guarantee the taste due to my cooking skills—or lack thereof—eating was better than starving.
Having finished preparing two servings, I waited for Instructor Lexi. The sun had set, and the moon was rising.
“…She’s not coming. Is something wrong?”
I shouted toward the direction of the waterfall.
“Sis Lexi! Dinner’s ready!!”
There was no reply.
‘I can sense her presence. Is she still playing in the water?’
Instructor Lexi was a soldier and a 4th-class combat magician, yet she was only 23 years old. From what I knew, she joined the military at 15 and received various supports after her talents were recognized.
’23 years old. She is at an age where she wants to have fun.’
Even as I understood, watching the food cool made it hard to stay still…
I heard it. It may not taste good, but these are the dishes I prepared with great effort. I’d prefer if you ate them while they’re warm.
“Is this what a chef feels?”
It gets even worse when it cools down. And Instructor Lexi will surely complain about how bad it tastes. I moved to call her personally.
Instructor Lexi was standing near the stream, completely naked, not a thread on her. Her snow-white skin shimmered under the moonlight.
Without realizing it, my eyes widened as I examined her body. Her ankles and calves were hidden by the water, but her white thighs were visible, along with her female organ. It resembled yet differed from Number 31’s. The shaved area revealed the shape of her vulva—a pink, tightly closed slit.
“It’s a bit bigger than Number 31’s…”
Comparison was inevitable; after all, the only vaginas I’d seen firsthand were Number 31’s and Lexi’s.
My gaze moved upward. Her smooth abdomen and slightly indented belly button came into view. Thanks to her well-defined muscles, she looked like a sculpture. Above that was a bosom far more voluptuous than Number 31’s. Her pink areolas and nipples were significantly larger and erect compared to Number 31’s.
A droplet fell onto her chest. I thought it might be raining, but it was water dripping from her wet pink short hair.
“Number 211. You’re staring too much.”
“I-I’m sorry!”
I quickly turned away.
“It’s fine. I understand. Come to think of it, it’s partially my fault for not answering earlier.”
Lexi’s voice betrayed no embarrassment whatsoever.
“Good timing actually. Could you come over here and help me clean my back? It’s tough to do it myself.”
“B-But can’t you use magic…?”
“Cleaning my back isn’t that hard, is it? Or are you saying you don’t want to touch my body?”
“…I’ll do as you command.”
I turned back around and approached her. Her nudity caught my eye again. Seeing her smirk at my lower half made it clear she noticed my erection.
Instructor Lexi handed me a towel and turned her back to me. The slight curve of her protruding breasts peeking past her arms gave me a sense of their size.
I wrung out the damp towel and placed it against her back. Even through the towel, I could feel the softness and smoothness of her skin.
“Hmm… This towel is a bit rough, so it’s not ideal. Use your hands instead.”
No matter what I said, there was no way I could change her mind, so I hung the towel on my shoulder and reached out to her white back. Her skin felt incredibly smooth beneath my fingers.
“…Aren’t you embarrassed at all?”
“With you, it’s okay.”
“…”
I pondered how to interpret her words. Was it because I was her slave and test subject, or did it carry another meaning?
I silently massaged her back. The notification window from earlier popped up in my mind.
‘She has erogenous zones on her back, right?’
[Enhanced Sensitivity activated. Vitality consumed.]
‘…Is discovering erogenous zones all this ability does?’
Lexi’s body immediately responded. She shivered and let out a pleased sound.
“Hnnngh. Not bad. Feels good.”
“I’m glad you find it pleasant.”
After ten seconds, I was drenched in sweat. The reason was obvious: vitality consumption. Activating Enhanced Sensitivity felt like running at full speed. At this rate, I’d barely last a minute.
Around the forty-second mark, my head started spinning. I removed my hands from her back.
“Huh? Is it already over? Do a little more. I might even ask you to do the front next.”
“I can’t continue.”
“You’re exhausted after doing just a little? If you don’t want to, just say so. That’s unfair.”
“I really can’t.”
I could have deactivated Enhanced Sensitivity midway, but I got carried away experimenting with this new ability.
Enhanced Sensitivity amplifies sensitivity, as the name suggests. It seems to enhance sensory perception. Judging by Lexi’s calm reaction, it didn’t seem to have a significant effect.
“…Sis Lexi? Are you going to stay like that?”
“I haven’t finished cleaning yet. Go ahead and eat dinner.”
Lexi remained standing without turning around. Apparently, even she feels shy about being nude in front of me.
I took a bite of the cold food. It tasted awful. Twenty minutes later, Lexi appeared looking somewhat relieved as she sat down in front of me. Though she arrived later than expected, I didn’t ask why. Experience tells me women take quite a while in the shower.
She wrinkled her nose upon taking a bite of the meat.
“It tastes bad.”
“There’s nothing I can do. There’s no seasoning or anything.”
“Even so, it’s way too bland. Emergency rations would probably taste better. Let’s have emergency rations for breakfast tomorrow.”
“Yes.”
