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――At the peak of Arajo City stands a towering iron structure.
Time has passed and rusted it, but its sturdy appearance remains unchanged since its construction.
A small shadow floats at the top of the iron tower.
Although her height is that of a child, her feminine features are extremely voluptuous.
Perhaps it's more appropriate to refer to this girl as a female rather than a woman.
She is not normal or typical. Hence, she is not a woman, but a female.
"Ah――"
A light blue short bob cut that scatters mysterious particles.
A single white horn growing two centimeters above her forehead, representing the girl’s unique identity
Her looks are far removed from the beings of the Defiled Land.
She wears a handmade jacket and skirt made of dragon hide. The unique dark brown color even reflects moonlight back into space.
The jacket is left open because the buttons cannot be fastened (due to her large chest), exposing not just her abdomen but also her cleavage. She also has nothing on underneath the skirt, which could be troublesome if a strong wind blows.
"Found you. Lara's enemies. Two of them."
With a sleepy tone like a child just waking up, she lifts her right hand to the night sky.
Then―― with a ghastly sound.
The girl’s right hand is enveloped and corrupted by a sinister glow, quickly transforming into something else.
――The transformation extended from her upper arm to her fingertips, turning into the face of a dragon considered extinct.
A girl whose right arm was inhabiting by a dragon.
By merely thinking "Open," the dragon’s mouth on her right hand opens, baring its fangs and beginning to charge magic flames, drool dripping from its chin.
"Make it bigger."
The magic flames swell rapidly.
The moment it reaches its limit in front of the dragon’s mouth, the night sky will no longer be the night sky.
"Ha――!"
It wasn’t long before that moment arrived.
With a "Whoosh――!" the magic fire, inflated to its maximum, is unleashed over Arajo City and explodes with a "Kaboom――!"
The girl’s Inferno replaces the dormant sun, casting light over the city. [Flame Prison]
The girl’s youthful yet extremely voluptuous body also carries a subtle warmth, and she gave a small smile.
"It’s okay. We can defeat them."
The night breeze blows.
Laral Infedora, a criminal exiled from the other world Ivral, leaped from the iron tower.
The dragon vanishes from her right hand. -- The sacred artifact Hellfire's Leviathan disappears.
Landing with a thud, shaking her large breasts, Laral landed in the mountains and began walking toward her goal.
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May 21st. Once again, another peaceful day was coming to an end.
After finishing my last homeroom class, I, being a member of the going home club, headed straight to my locker to leave school. It was Tuesday, so there was no cram school. I attend cram school twice a week, on Mondays and Saturdays.
(Phew)
Since we defeated Livia Betagard on May 16th, last Thursday, we haven't been attacked by anyone. Yet, as the Referee and Magic Supplier for the Battle of the Defiled Land, it's always possible for me to become a target. Therefore, I must stay alert even on my way home.
The ones who would suffer the most if I got involved in any troublesome situations are my comrades, Aira and Rain, who are also striving for the same future.
I need to be careful.
"――Yuki."
"Yeah, I’m back."
"Yes, welcome back."
Taking these factors into account, Aira was assigned the role of guarding me on my way home.
Arranging a set meeting time helped prevent any extra danger for Aira. This was a major improvement over the former waiting at the school gate approach, which was perilous in many ways.
"By the way, I changed my outfit as instructed."
"Yeah, I think it really suits you."
"――Y-yeah. Ah, thank you... very much."
She was wearing a hoodie over a black shirt, with short denim pants.
The outfit, styled to resemble someone from the Defiled Land, suited Aira very well.
Above all, it's good that the size of her breasts is hidden. It’s reassuring.
Instead of heading straight back to the apartment, we stopped by a supermarket in a residential neighborhood. I wanted to stock up on groceries for the week.
I placed the basket in the cart and walked through the produce section first, with a clattering sound.
"Wow, it’s so big!"
Hmm? Are you talking about Aira’s boobs?
…No, it wasn’t. The deep crimson-haired beautiful girl was holding a giant pumpkin.
"We don’t need it."
"I need it."
"We don’t need it. We still have pumpkin at home."
"I need it."
Clutching the enormous pumpkin with both hands, her crimson eyes were pleading. She seemed more eager than when in battle.
Every time I go shopping with Aira, I end up buying a lot of unnecessary stuff.
Just the other day, I was made to buy ten bars of chocolate. In the end, she said, "It tastes bad..." and left the remaining nine bars untouched. It seems Rain doesn’t like sweets either, so she won’t eat them.
"If you want it, you need to finish the chocolate we have at home first."
"――Ugh...! I-I’ll eat it! That’s no big deal!"
"Oh? Is that really true?"
As I grinned and cornered Aira, she finally gave up.
"Yuki, you’re so mean... sigh, I’ll give up..."
"Alright then."
Her crimson ponytail appeared somewhat deflated, but we continued to the meat section.
Afterwards, we visited the seafood and beverage sections, packed essential items like yogurt into the basket, and then went to the checkout. Beep―― Beep―― Aira watched intently as the items were processed with the pleasant beeping sounds of the register.
"Yuki!"
Aira prodded me, tugging at the hem of my shirt.
"Okay, okay."
"Hehe."
After the amount appeared on the screen, I handed my wallet to Aira, and she withdrew a thousand-yen bill.
Over the weekend, Aira learned about the currency of this world—specifically Japanese money. It seems she wanted to be able to pay like this at the register.
"Let’s see, I’ve given three hundred yen... so the rest is in ten-yen coins."
Watching Aira as a swordswoman or as a playful child gives me a sense of happiness.
With that, we finished the transaction without any issues, tossed the purchased items into a shopping bag, and left the supermarket.
The sky was beginning to darken. It’s said that time flies when you're enjoying yourself, and it truly felt that way.
"Isn't it heavy?"
"At times like this, it's a man's job to carry the weight, no matter how heavy."
"I see, it’s part of the culture from the Defiled Land."
"Something like that."
When we get home, Rain will have the bath ready, and we’ll cook dinner together, chat, and go to bed to prepare for tomorrow.
The simple, everyday moments without anything extraordinary bring me happiness.
I can't help but wish time would flow on like this forever—such sweet thoughts come to mind.
The only enemy was Livia Betagard. There’s no need for Aira and Rain to fight any longer.
The details and reasons don’t matter; I just wish that these ordinary times could continue.
That kind of dream――.
"……"
Sadly, a peaceful dream is nothing more than a dream.
As the sun disappeared halfway below the horizon, something appeared on the other side of a small bridge over a rarely traversed river.
"Aira……"
"I know—"
With a whoosh――, she transformed from the ordinary outfit I specified into crimson battle attire.
From a girl to a warrior.
Crimson military uniform. Her voluptuous breasts are emphasized. And a deep crimson mini skirt.
Immediately, she touched the pendant to channel magic and took hold of the Dragon Slayer Sword: Ashkelon.
Seeing Aira enter combat mode in the blink of an eye, my chest tightened slightly.
"Found you."
She muttered softly
The black shadow covering the girl’s body slowly vanished, revealing her entire figure to my view.
Her height was so small that I was immediately sure she was more than thirty centimeters shorter than me—around 140 centimeters or so, roughly the size of an elementary school student.
Despite her small height, her breasts exceeded that of Aira and Rain. It might be her petite height that emphasizes the size.
Her outfit, with its high level of exposure, was quite shocking. She donned a small jacket made of an unfamiliar material, and with no underwear, her beautiful abs and ample cleavage were plainly visible.
The most notable feature is the single white horn growing from between her light blue bob-cut hair.
Unmistakable evidence that she is from another world.
…Proof that she is a super criminal.
"Who are you?!"
Aira questions with a fierce look, but the horned girl does not respond.
She stares blankly into space with her large, pale blue eyes, her small lips slightly parted.
"I’m asking whether you are an enemy or an ally!"
Until proven to be an ally, everything must be questioned. This girl might hold similar beliefs to Livia Betagard.
――Yet, the horned girl continues to remain silent.
Aira also remains still. The Aira before she grew close to me might have already slashed her a couple of times.
"What should we do, Yuki?"
"…I was just about to… What the heck!?"
The moment I tried to say something, the horned girl’s figure disappeared with a whoosh.
Where is she? Where did she go?
As I tried to shift my gaze, Aira’s sword screamed with a clang right in front of me.
"Ugh…?!"
"Hmm. You can keep up with Lara’s speed."
"Just as I thought…!"
The pulsating crimson Ashkelon clashes with the horned girl’s small fist.
Usually, the fist would be overpowered. However, the fist is safeguarded and reinforced by blue magic, remaining unscathed.
"...This sword. ...I see, you’re... a Dragon Slayer, aren’t you?"
"Yes...! I have inherited the Dragon Slayer sword!"
"...I don’t care. Anyway, for now, I’ll defeat you."
With a swoosh, the horned girl’s figure vanished and then appeared behind Aira.
Once again, a fist wrapped in blue magic is thrust forward, but—just in time, it’s blocked by Ashkelon.
"Grrrgh!?"
—Greeeeeee!!
The power is incredible, unthinkable for a girl of her size.
Along with Ashkelon’s cry, a shockwave surged out, causing the air to tremble.
"What strength...! You... could it be...!"
"No more unnecessary chatter. ...I’m going to take you down now."
"...Gah! Don’t underestimate me, Aira Verfane Quatronix!"
By swinging Ashkelon sideways and deflecting the horned girl’s fist, a small opening was created. Aira seized the opportunity, laying Ashkelon flat and then delivering a thrust attack.
Zzzzzzhhhhhhhh—!
The crimson sword pierces the exposed, defenseless torso visible through the dark brown jacket.
Feeling a sense of dread from Aira’s relentless attacks, I clenched my fist tightly.
"Haaaaaaah—!"
With nearly a hundred thrusting attacks, the enemy should be on the brink of collapse.
A mix of vague frustration and distorted relief filled me. As Aira stopped attacking, and I looked forward.
However, there was nothing there.
It’s not like she was pulverized to the point where nothing remained of her original form.
If that’s the case, there’s only one answer. Aira’s attacks were... avoided?
"How long will you continue with these pointless attacks?"
The horned girl reappeared with a whoosh, right next to Aira.
Then, lightly kicking Aira’s back, she caused Aira to stagger and lose her balance.
"—!? Ugh…?!"
She had fallen forward. Even if only for a moment, her focus was entirely on regaining her balance, neglecting to check her surroundings. This was fatal against the horned girl with superhuman speed.
"In the end, a mere human could never keep up with Lara――"
Whoosh――directly above Aira, who was off balance.
The horned girl, who referred to herself as Lara, rotated her body and punched Aira’s back with her blue fist.
"Gah, aaaaah!?"
Boom――!
The simple attack caused Aira to collapse to the ground instantly. The horned girl landed on top of Aira, who had fallen face down with her ample breasts pressed against the ground, and then looked at me.
"――Harima, Yuki?"
She tilted her head. Just that action alone made her huge breasts jiggle.
"Lara's name is Laral Infedora. …So, where is the one who can see the future?"
"……!?"
"She’s not here?"
"Y-you……!"
"……Well, whatever. I’ll give you a little time."
"Time……? Wait, hold on!"
This is bad―― By the time I reached out, Aira was already in the air.
Twisted and tattered wings sprout from the horned girl’s back. With one slender hand, she holds Aira and looks down at me.
What the hell is this?
Is she a different species from Aira, Rain, or Livia――?
"To win the war, Lara needs someone who can see the future. So bring them here."
The inside of her skirt was visible―― I also realized she wasn’t wearing a bra or even panties, but it doesn’t matter right now.
The Laral Infedora with white horns and wings is demanding that I hand over Rain Margarett.
Her purpose is probably as stated, to gain an advantage in the war.
Although it’s somewhat limited in a war where the future is unclear, being able to see the future is very valuable.
"By tomorrow morning―― at the foot of the mountain. If you don’t bring the one who can see the future by then"
Laral spun her small body in midair, flapping her wings vigorously with a whoosh―― whoosh――.
"I’ll turn this Dragon Slayer's body into quite a mess."
And once again, she vanished in an instant, disappearing somewhere with Aira―― completely gone.
All that was left was my powerless self and the chirping of insects.
Without looking up at the sky where the moon was beginning to rise, I collapsed to the ground on my knees and shouted Aira’s name.
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