《Being Swept Away In Reversed World》 Chapter 1: The Great Forest of Another World : Floated and Reversed Island Akizuki Sota was entangled in unprecedented anxiety and fear. He was supposed to use his university summer holidays to do his hobby of camping alone on a remote island, but he never thought it would turn out like this. The boat on which Sota boarded is now being hit by a storm. It is a small boat, little more than a fishing boat. The small hull was in a dangerous state, being driven by big waves and blown by storm winds, and not knowing when it might capsize. (This is ... really ... really bad ...!) You don''t have to be a sailor to understand. This ship is going down. Even Sota, who was not so familiar with the sea, had to intuit this. The barking and yelling of the crew, who had no time to spare, probably contributed to his anxiety. Sota thrust his canine teeth into his trembling arms. He had to, otherwise he would have gone mad. "Mother ... father ...! Haruka ...!" When the memories rush through his mind like a runaway light, the last thing that comes to his mind is the image of his parents and younger sister. His heart is thinning and tears are beginning to well up in the corners of his eyes. He wish to not to die, however,his wish does not come true. The next moment, a wave so huge that it covers Sota entire field of vision swallows the boat. "Whoa!" A strong impact. The cold torrent of seawater, which stung his skin, easily took Sota body. (Death ...!) The last thing he saw was a leaden storm and several pillars of lightning. Sota consciousness was easily let go at last and he was thrown into the stormy sea that had turned into hell. "U...Uh, uuuhn..." Sota consciousness slowly returned to him. The first thing that woke him up in the midst of his flickering vision was the soft, warm sunlight. "Is this ... me alive, ...?" Sota slowly raised himself up and looked around. The peaceful ripples that seemed to be out of his mind. The pleasant blue sky opposite the storm. The endless white sandy beach. It is not yet known how large a piece of land this place is, but even Sota, whose train of thought has not yet gone round, could see that it seems to have washed up on the shore somewhere .... The island is too big to be an island as far as the eye can see, but Sota assumes for the moment that this is an uninhabited island. The reason is that if you were to be swept away, you would never make it to the main island, and above all, the land is so green that it could be mistaken for a rainforest. It is hard to believe that people are living there. (That''s how I ended up on an uninhabited island. I never thought I would be camping alone, but I had to risk my life in this kind of survival (...). But I''m still lucky to have a life. It''s more like a miracle that I''m alive after being hit by that storm. The phone I had screwed into my pocket is unfortunately out of range, but that''s not an option. Sota is thankful to be alive, but his heart is burnt with anxiety and frustration that he cannot wipe out. He has no one to rely on and no means of communication. All he has is his sudden survival knowledge and his moderately trained body. Sota, however, stared at the sun in the azure sky. "I''ll make it back alive, I promise." Survival for the sake of survival has just begun. Sota whipped his creaking body and stood up, dragging his soaking wet clothes behind him. Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere. "This is ...!" Sota expression was like a sunflower blooming. The first time I went to the beach, I was in the middle of the beach, and I was looking for something, because I found something familiar. A huge red sack filled with Sota camping equipment. There was no way he could have mistaken it for one of the bright red ones he had bought so that he wouldn''t mistake it for someone else. Sota collected it with a feeling of jumping up and down. The tent, sleeping bag, knife, lighter and other survival items were still in good condition, even in the storm. A simple first aid kit was also included, and I felt like paying tribute to myself for being so prepared. What luck. ...! Sota unintentionally rubbed his cheek. It may seem odd, but under the circumstances, it was the most endearing thing he could think of. With his backpack on his back, Sota felt slightly reassured and made up his mind to go into the forest. Unfortunately, his rucksack contains only a small amount of food and drinking water. Next time, he must secure some food and a source of water. Sota exhaled shallowly and took a step into the forest greenery. After 30 minutes of walking through the forest. Sota noticed something. "This might not be Japan." It was a vague and ridiculous thought, but Sota couldn''t help but think so. First of all, the grove was terribly tall. The tops of the trees are so high that they are barely visible even when looking up, and the trunks of each tree are astonishingly thick. It was as if there were giant trees standing wildly, some even bigger than the Jomon Cedars of Yakushima .... The plants and flowers growing wild here and there were also unfamiliar to Sota. He has no in-depth knowledge of plants, but even so, not a single one grew there that could be compared to his knowledge. It is quite possible that these plants are popular in other countries, just not in the flimsy Japanese picture books that Sota looks at. However, rather than an exotic rainforest like the Amazon, it gave him the impression of an elf forest that appears in fantasy RPGs. ... "What the hell is going on here ...?" Sota muttered to himself as he sipped from a plastic bottle. This doesn''t tell me what plants and fruits I can eat. Sota exhaled a small breath, trying to calm his impatience. Then, he put his ear to the ground. (Find water to drink before food. ...) The food issue can wait. If it is a forest, there should be a water source somewhere. Sota tried to discern the sound of water and--. "What is ...?" --He recognised the "voice". A low, moaning female voice. It''s not far away. Someone is there. "A person ...!" Sota jumped up without trying to hide his surprise. There is someone. That alone warmed his heart. Sota hurried quickly to the voice. Ugh. .... ... The roots of a huge tree. There, a stunningly beautiful woman had fallen. She is not Japanese. She is a woman from another country. She has snow-white skin and golden hair that falls to her chest. Her well-proportioned beauty is clearly visible even with her eyes closed and her brow wrinkled in a swoon. She is probably in her late twenties. At the very least, she is probably older than Sota. But more than anything else, it was not the woman appearance that caught Sota attention. "Yo, armour ...?" In this day and age, Western-style armour is something you don''t see unless you''re in a very special situation. The woman is wearing it tightly. However, there is no cheapness there, as in the case of cosplay. Even Sota amateur eyes can see that it is a product where functional beauty and craftsman''s elaborate designs coexist. However, from the point of view of Sota, a Japanese living in the modern age, it is no more than a "spirited foreign cosplayer". However, there is no time for such fluent thinking. A beautiful woman is dripping blood from her head and forming abrasions all over her body. She is unconscious and groaning, and her forehead is slightly sweaty, so it can be assumed that she is suffering from a high fever. "Sister! Sister, are you alright!" "... ugh ..." Calling out and shaking her did not change her response. When he touched her forehead, it was still burning hot. The trauma is the same, but the high fever is particularly bad. Sota looked around and found just the place he was looking for. A small cave had formed between the rocks. It would be sheltered from the wind and rain there. "It doesn''t look like we''ll be pitching our tents for long, .... Good ...!" Sota carried the beautiful woman up and quickly carried her out to it. He spread out the sleeping bag on a bed of fallen leaves and made her lie down on it. He gently handled her as if he were handling thin glass, trying not to give her the slightest shock. Then it was time to treat the trauma. Fortunately, there is a first-aid kit in the bag. It should be possible to give simple treatment. But ... no, we have to do it." The problem is this silver and white armour that surrounds the beautiful woman. The first thing to do is to find a good place to put on the armour. However, it would not be good to leave her in this state with the armour on. Sota, while struggling, carefully peeled off the hand armour gauntlets and leg armour greaves, and when he peeled off the chest armour breast plate, ... his voice came out regardless of his intention. It came out. "Wow. ...." Because her vicious breasts, which had been crushed by her armour, were now round. Of course, she was wearing clothes underneath, but they were so big that they would have been able to rise up. They would not fit in Sota''s hands. The firm, mountainous curves of the twin hills were more than enough to bewitch Sota, who knew nothing of women. The sweet, sweaty body odour of the beautiful woman is probably also due to the fact that she has stripped off her armour, making the area even more filled with her sweet, sweaty body odour. The heat begins to build up in Sota''s lower body, even if he doesn''t want it to. He shook his head to expel the evil thoughts. (What am I doing? You''re dealing with an injured person. Don''t think of such things in the middle of a medical procedure.) While being utterly disgusted by his own virginity, Sota continues with the procedure. The treatment was not perfect, but Sota would like to think it was well done in an amateurish way. He peeled off her armour, rinsed the external wound with clean drinking water and carefully applied ointment. Plasters and bandages were applied and clothes were changed into Sota''s spare shirt. (He had exposed himself to a beautiful naked woman on that occasion, but being a virgin in the middle of his virginity, he managed to change his clothes with his eyes shut.) I''m in the process of wrapping her in a warm sleeping bag and finding a creek nearby - which was just lucky - so I''m in the process of changing the cold cloth over and over on the beautiful woman''s forehead. (If this doesn''t work, I''m out of options. There doesn''t seem to be anyone nearby. ...) The sun is already starting to set. It would be reckless to explore the forest any further. There is nothing more I can do. I thought about pitching a tent, but fortunately there is no wind in this cave. Rather than pitching a tent, it would be better to make a fire and keep warm at night. Sota dexterously built a fire with a lighter and igniting agent, and then, tired from the day, he sat down. Chapter 2: The Great Forest of Another World : Phyllis and Ronia The war has finally begun. Phyllis Aigur, a female general of the Kingdom of Vedna, is clad in silver and white armour and glares at the battlefield with sharp twin eyes. Her beautiful golden hair flows to the side whenever the wild winds of war blow, but her bearing is majestic, reminiscent of a warrior of many battles. "The Army forces of the Adair Empire, they''ve finally made their move." Phyllis muttered in a voice that was a little low for a woman, but had a hint of colour. The first time I saw her, I was in awe of her. The Empire has basically used up all the men since the new emperor came to power. It''s obvious that they can''t procure any more children without setting up some kind of male-abduction war. ... It''s a stupid country." The brilliant woman standing next to Phyllis replies in disgust. The colour of the eyes behind the glasses clearly shows contempt. In this world, the birth rate of men is one thousandth that of women. Wars over these men - to plunder them - are not uncommon. Without seed, the country grows old, and without men, women are not enriched. Unlike women, who are sexually active, men, who only need to ejaculate once a month, are less sexually active. Most of them are sexually voracious and dislike armchair women. The stance of women towards such men varies from country to country. For example, the Kingdom of Vedna, to which Phyllis belongs, treats men as sacred. Women are in a position to be blessed with children, and men are respected as messengers of God who bestow blessings. --The Aedia Empire, on the other hand, is fighting a war against men. Men are to be squeezed for their seed. They believe that men should be managed for the pleasure and prosperity of women. It is because of this stance that they are in a situation where they have to use men up and plunder men from other countries. ... Phyllis stared at the defeated Imperial troops as if they were insects. She too has more than enough desire to mount a man and devour his offspring. But there is a big difference between doing it and not doing it. Phyllis calls out to the talented woman standing next to her for an even more furious pursuit. "I''m going to go after her." "Are you sure ...? They are fleeing west into the Great Forest. It would be a little dangerous to pursue them. ..." "It doesn''t matter. If we let them escape here, they''ll come back after they''ve been refuelled. Besides, I''m leaving too." "Phyllis-sama herself?" ".. anxious?" "No. But ... among them is the tyrant Ronia Ilfte. If anything should happen to Master Phyllis, ..." "That little girl? ... No, this would be a good opportunity for me to punish her myself. Elrain, let''s go." "Yes,Pyhllis sama." The brilliant ... Elrain bowed her head crisply and sent out the order for the pursuit to the battalion. The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there. Arguably, the pursuit had failed. Forest warfare was a tactic in which the Imperial Army ..., and especially that tyrant Ronia, was at its best. They were divided, set into traps that seemed to have been prepared in advance, and worn down by a series of small-scale encounters. Their defeat on the plains was bait to lure them into the forest. Phyllis bit her tongue when she realised that she had been set up. "Elrain, retreat." Phyllis ordered in a pained tone. The result was a clear failure, brought about by her arrogance and carelessness. We lost a lot of supplies. But if we withdraw now, we can still minimise the damage to our men. It was a painful decision, but if they''ve been drained to this point, all that''s left is for us to be eaten alive. The first thing that comes to mind is the fact that the two are not the same. --But then, it was time. What the ...? As if to separate the battalion and Phyllis, a snake of light crawled across the ground. After the trail left by the serpent, a ward was put up and Phyllis was literally cut off from the battalion. "Is this ... high-level warding magic?" Phyllis clucks her tongue. On the other side of the warding, Elrain and his men are ranting about something, but their voices are not heard. And then, the presence of a strong woman arrives. "General Phyllis. I''ve been waiting for this." Phyllis looks back at the voice with a hawkish smile. Her dark blue hair is cut to shoulder-length. In contrast to Phyllis''s snowy skin, her skin is tanned to a wheat-colour, giving her a slightly girlish appearance, yet she exudes an alert fighting spirit. Her only equipment was light armour protecting her shoulders and shins, and her tight-fitting costume emphasised her modest breasts, which were slightly swollen. "There you are, tyrant Ronia Ilfite." The figure was none other than the empire''s pride and joy, the mad warrior Ronia. Lonia smiles ferociously and swings a huge axe on her shoulder. "If I blow your head off, the emperor will give me a man. I''m sorry, but you''re going to die." "Im not going to let a selfish woman like you devour my precious men." The most important thing to remember is that the emperor is not the only one who has the right to kill you. Lonia wants single combat. "This is why I don''t like the virgin sultry ladies of the kingdom. ... Men should just stick them with drugs and straddle them until they break. You don''t know what men taste like, so you can talk so long and hard." "You ...! What do you think men are!" "You talk too much. Let''s kill each other quickly." With these words, Ronia kicked the ground towards Phyllis. she was frighteningly fast, even though the ground was crawling with tree roots and the foothold was not stable. Lonia, who holds her axe in the middle position, runs through the ground as if she were gliding. (You wild child! ...!) Phyllis stuck her tongue out at Ronia, who had become the wind of the storm. She also drops to her haunches to intercept him as she draws the long sword at her waist at once. "Haaaaaaaaah!!!!" "Tsk aaaaaaah!!!" The axe Lonia wields is like a storm. Phyllis dropped even lower and scrambled under it. A terrifying roar passes just above her head-armour. The return blow is also indescribable. Phyllis, her long sword gripped tightly in both hands, ran at Ronia, aiming for her throat. The silver trail flashed sharply and neighs high in the air. "You''re sweet!" But Phyllis''s brilliant counterattack is a mockery in front of Lonia. Lonia escapes from the long sword with a forced posture control that could be described as wild instinct, and with the inertia of swinging her axe, she drives the sole of her foot deep into Phyllis''s belly. "...gggahh...!!!" This power, even over armour. Phyllis''s expression twisted in anguish under her head-armour. She was blown away as it was and rolled on the ground in agony. "I''m still going!" "Gghh ...!" The pursuit did not let up. The first thing to do is to make sure that you have a good idea of what you''re doing. In the slightest of exchanges just now, the power relationship between the two has become clear. In a simple comparison of strength, Phyllis is inferior to Ronia. Because she knows this, Phyllis clicks her tongue abhorrently. However, she did not let go of the long sword in her hand. She jumped up as if she were being shot, and took Phyllis''s caustic axe with all her might. "It''s over, Phyllis! You will die a virgin and in vain!" "Guuuuuhhhh ...!!!!" The fierce clash between the two, however, was won by Ronia. The first time you see a woman in the middle of a crowd, you know that she''s going to be a bit of a mess. "Nah ...!!!" A momentary lapse in thought. But Ronia does not miss it. "Deaaaahhh!!!!" The vicious axe draws a semicircle. In a circular and precise trajectory, it slams right into Phyllis''s cranium. The hard sound and impact of the axe''s handle gives Ronia a true indication of the direct result of the blow. "Katta ...!" There is a momentary lapse in thought. But Ronia does not miss it. "Deaaaahhh!!!!!!!" The vicious axe makes a semicircle. Following a circular and precise trajectory, it slams right into Phyllis''s cranium. The hard sound and impact of the axe''s handle gives Ronia a true indication of the direct result of the blow. "Holy ...!" The robust head-armour shattered, exposing her beautiful face. The force of the blow, which failed to kill Phyllis, gouged out the flesh of her head, turning her golden hair scarlet. The weapon was also thrown out in reaction. The end is at hand. I''ll take that head...? But then. Phyllis disappeared from Ronia''s sight in an instant. No. .... "The river?" Slyly, mud scooped up Phyllis feet and she was lured into the flooded river below the cliffs. She had no idea that the battlefield had moved so far while she was fighting. Lonia''s face twisted in frustration as she looked down the cliff. "Hey, hey, hey! What about my credit, what about my reward ... what about my man!" The woman eyes even had tears in the corners, just like a child who has been deprived of sweets. Phyllis consciousness was cut off at this point. The next time she woke up, she saw a rare dark-haired beauty who called himself ''Souta''. Chapter 3: The Great Forest of Another World : Encounter Sota woke up. Because, apparently, he had fallen asleep like that. "Nn...!Kuha...!" He stretched wide to release all the stiffness in his body. I had forgotten all about the fire, but it seems to have gone out by itself. The fire had gone out on its own, and Sota, far from remonstrating with himself for his carelessness, was no longer interested in it. "... sleeping." The golden-haired beauty was sleeping regularly. I put my hand on her forehead to test her, but she seems to have no fever. I''m worried about her injuries, but I''ll just have to wait and see how she progresses and let her rest. I''m relieved for the time being. Thank goodness. ... Sota patted his chest in relief. The most important thing to remember is that you can''t be too careful when it comes to your health. He rubbed his stomach, and took out a rice container and a small bag of rice from his pack. This was all the food he had - he had planned to buy meat and fish locally when camping - but he wouldn''t mind eating it here. We have to give something to the injured beautiful women to eat. Sota decided to go to a nearby stream to fetch water to make congee, and quietly exited the cave with a rice container and plastic bottle in hand. He did not want to wake the beautiful woman, so he quietly slipped out of the cave. The river flowing through this forest is surprisingly pure. The bottom of the water is crystal clear and the surface of the water, which plays with the sunlight through the trees, is so beautiful that you can''t help but sigh. The clarity of the water makes it easy to see schools of fish swimming in the distance, but they too are plump and full of shiny scales. If you grill them with salt and bite into them, you won''t be able to stop eating white rice. The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. But it''s not a sweetfish, it''s not a rainbow trout, it looks like a ..., but it''s not like any other river fish I know. The water was then rinsed out with river water, rolled around in the mouth a little and swallowed it down. This water is not only drinkable ... but very tasty. It tastes much better than tap water in Tokyo. It is probably easy for Sota to understand that the fish and plants are so fertile thanks to this pure water. "Shall we go back? ..." He rises sluggishly and turns his feet in slow motion towards the cave. There is plenty of time anyway. Sota walks slowly, picking up a few reasonable branches to make a pole or something. When he returns to the cave. "... what''s that?" Sota notices. --The sleeping bag was empty. Just when Sota was about to look around, he wondered where the golden beauty had gone. "Whoa!" The world went round and round. Then, without a moment''s pause, a shock hit him in the back. It was a good thing I hit my head as well. Tears welled up in Sota eyes. "Don''t move." --The voice of a woman''s voice, which was so sexy that it made him sob, struck his eardrums. It was a low but core feminine voice, Sota thought. When he opened his eyelids, the face of a beautiful woman spread across his field of vision. Her beautiful snow-white skin is fine. Her eyelashes are so long that they fall out and look up, and the deep blue eyes in her eyes are like jewels. Her lips are fresh, but they quiver, and at the same time her eyes begin to shake in astonishment. "Oh, man ...!" The beautiful ... Phyllis did not even try to hide her surprise. When she woke up, she was carried to some cave. Phyllis was relieved, for the moment, that she was not in a prison cell or under a grave. Someone had apparently tended to her wounds. She had been horribly cold when she crawled out of the river, but now she was feeling better and better. "She survived ..." To be honest, Phyllis never stopped thinking she was going to die like that. With a star in front of her chest, she offered prayers and thanks to the gods and spirits she believed in. "..But it''s a curiosity, or how can I put it: ..." Muttering, Phyllis checked the feel of the sleeping bag. The smoothness she had never felt before - it was a synthetic fibre - was warm enough to keep her heat in. The sack sitting nearby must seem like an unfamiliar piece of equipment to her. "I''m sure it''s not Kingdom equipment or ... I should be a little wary." At least we can''t be sure that they are our allies. Phyllis alarm was slightly raised, and it shook her eardrums. (Someone ... is here.) The sound of trampling young grass and fallen branches. It''s as if there''s no sign of alarm. A well-trained first-class warrior would walk with as little noise as possible. ... Phyllis hid herself in a slight depression at the entrance ... to the cave. There, she would be in a blind spot from anyone entering the cave. ...." She holds her breath and waits for the moment. The preparations to neutralise the target are already in place. And here it comes. ... Huh?" The distracted voice does not sound alarmed. Phyllis moves as soon as she hears the voice. She leaps out of the hollow like a lightning bolt, and with lightning-fast speed, she puts the ''man'' down. She rolls off his feet and lays him down on his horse, placing her sword to his neck with the intention of killing him at any moment, Don''t move." After saying that much, Phyllis realised. Unlike the woman, he had a burly body. The woman''s chest was gone, but instead there was a slightly thickened breastplate, and "he" was looking at Phyllis with tears in the corners of his eyes. Phyllis heart beat fast. Jet-black hair and jet-black eyes are the symbol of beauty. An even more ''beautiful'' ''man'' is being assembled under her. A man!A man!... Why is there a man here?) The birth rate of men is one thousandth that of women. The rate drops significantly when it comes to young, healthy men. And in every country, such men are nurtured in the capitals of kings and emperors. The most important thing to remember is that the most beautiful man in the world can''t be found in the middle of a forest like this - and Phyllis is thinking about it as she buries herself, "Oh, um, ... I''d like you to step aside if you don''t mind. ..." A little reservedly, the man - Sota - raised his hand and said. Chapter 4: The Great Forest of Another World : Meal He was pushed down very easily. The pain was in the back of his head, but the sweet smell of Phyllis body was pressing down on him from above to ease the pain, which in turn made Sota feel strangely tense. "Oh, um, ...?" Sota asked Phyllis, who was once more astride him, with reserve. Ah, ...." "oooo, I''m sorry!I didn''t know you were a man!Oh, no, it''s true!Oh, I''m an unfit knight of the kingdom to straddle a man. ...Oh, I''m so sorry ...!" "No, no, no need to apologise so much,.... I was surprised because I didn''t know that you were skilled in self-defence.I''m afraid it''s my poor treatment. ..." "What?Ah, ah ... Wa, I''m fine, but ...." Phyllis was horrified by Sota sincerity as she answered. No wonder. A woman with a shallow and intense sexual appetite is an object of scorn for men, but she can''t help licking his body with her lustful gaze. The man hates the woman and the woman is hungry for the man body. In this world where such relationships are the norm, Sota fresh and gentlemanly manner is nothing but uncomfortable for Phyllis. However, Sota smile to Phyllis is carefree and not at all calculating. Phyllis was, to put it bluntly, confused. "Oh, no, I''m ...." "Please wait a moment. I''ll talk to you about it over dinner." Sota said that much and walked out of the cave. Phyllis is motionless, with her thoughts stopped. No, she cannot move. This was her first dinner with a man in such a forest. If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it. "I''m sorry ... I really am a fool for letting a man cook for me ...." While accepting the paper plate, Phyllis uttered the line as if repenting. He was not the most popular man in Japan, but he was not actually unattractive either. With his clean-cut appearance and friendly smile, Sota was often liked by men and women of all ages. However, because of his shyness, the opposite sex regarded him as someone they would be happy to go out with, but would prefer to keep by their side as a good friend. That is why he has such fresh feelings for Phyllis, who stands up to him as a man and is depressed that she has to cook for him as a woman. It is a somewhat anachronistic offer for him, but the presence of a woman - and such a beautiful one at that - who sees him as a man is embarrassing. However, Phyllis regrets were somewhat different from Sota. She does not regret the anachronistic value that women should cook .... She is shocked that she has allowed a man to handle the "fire". As mentioned before, the Kingdom of Vedna treats men as sacred. They do not allow them to carry fire or knives, or even baggage, and there is a tradition of keeping danger as far away from men as possible so that they can spend their time in comfort. If a man is injured, or even killed in an accident, it is a great loss to the country. It is not something that can be compensated for with money. It is up to men to impregnate women and to use them as sleeves. That is why women from the kingdom do not give men a hard time. It is common knowledge that .... (My fool. ...!What a blunder to make men do the cooking ...!Aaahhh, my own lack of consideration due to my virginity stench is foolish ...!) Phyllis kept apologising to Sota. The two people, who have lived in too many different cultures and worlds, bowed to each other as if they were competing to see how low each other''s heads would go. The two of them bowed down to each other as if they were competing with each other for the lowest head. "I''m going to eat porridge now," he said. "I made it for you. You must be hungry, right?"" "Ugh ... thanks ... I even pushed you down ..." "I was surprised at how fluent you speaking Nihongo" "...Nihongo?What''s that?I''m using a common Gertian language, but ... your language is also Gertian, isn''t it?" "Eh, but Japanese ... eh?" Phyllis tilts her head slightly. Sota was confused by the unfamiliar word Gertian language. "Do you know Japan? ...." "Sorry, .... Is it a country?This is a large forest located to the west of the Kingdom of Vedna on the continent of Gertia. ... I was more curious as to why you are here? And that too, alone, a man. ..." (... Gertia continent ...?Kingdom ...?How can that be ... no, ...) Phyllis, whose brow is wrinkled, is seriously listening to Sota''s story. It doesn''t look as if he is joking or playing around. "Actually, the boat got caught in a storm and I came here ... adrift. So it''s like what the ...." The first time the two were together, they were both in the same boat. Don''t worry, Phyllis Aigur will be responsible for taking you back to Royal Capital. I am sure that the princess will give you a warm welcome." (Ah, she must think I''m a poor guy with a head injury and a muddled memory. ...) Sota feels unfulfilled towards Phyllis, who nods his head yes. (... but what if Phyllis is right and this is neither Japan nor Earth, but the Kingdom of Vedna in another world?) Sota cannot yet guess whether it is true or false. (Suppose ... it''s another world, what should ... I do?) The taste of salt porridge, which you eat vaguely, vaguely and anxiously, was not like that at all. For the time being, I''ve just made up my mind to listen to this woman Phyllis - and I''ve just decided to listen to her. "... not good." --Phyllis''s tense voice echoed in Sota''s eardrums. For a moment, Sota wondered if the porridge tasted bad, but apparently not. Phyllis whispered to Sota in a low voice: "Did you put out the fire?" He nodded. "Damn it, ...." Phyllis expression is distorted in anguish. It was long after Phyllis had noticed that Sota could hear the sound of Imperial soldiers marching. Chapter 5 :The Great Forest of Another World : Crash. "What''s wrong?" Sota reaction to Phyllis, who suddenly scowled and began to gasp for breath, was a straightforward one. Phyllis, as if to blame him for it, said, "Ssssshhh!" She gestures quietly with her index finger and instructs Sota to go to the far side of the cave. "They''re from the Empire. They''ve apparently come looking for me." "The Empire?Earlier you said Phyllis-san was from the Kingdom ...." "The kingdom is in the middle of a war with the Empire. If they find me now, it will be bad. ..." "What?War ...?Are we going to be killed ...?" War. The word weighs heavily on the Japanese Sota''s head. "I will surely be killed. ... but if you are found out, it will be worse ...." So delimited, Phyllis looks at Sota body. From the bottom to the top. Licking him from his toes to his head. ... If Sota were to be found by Imperial soldiers, Phyllis can''t imagine what would happen to him. (Perhaps he will be roughed up and then forced to squeeze out his seed. ... If she is taken to the imperial capital, she will probably spend her days being locked up and violated. ...) The only thing that Phyllis can do is to steal a look at Sota''s body and imagine the sore violation, and her crotch will become still and watery. No matter how much she wants to protect her man as a guardian and a knight of the kingdom, the beastly "woman" inside her can''t help but drool. "What''s that ...?" Sota had not the slightest idea that it was a lustful glance. He would not have thought that it was, on the contrary, fuelling Phyllis''s desire for protection and beastly lust. Phyllis coughed once as if to rid herself of her evil thoughts. Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings. "it would be very bad if you were found by the Empire." "What do you mean, bad things ...?" All right, just make sure you don''t leave. And I''m going to need you to lend me that knife for a while. Whoa, whoa, Phyllis... Be sure to wait for me!Saying this, Phyllis ran out of the cave without waiting for Sota''s words. (The enemy soldiers are ... five people or ...) She killed her breath, hide in the grass and leaves and waited for that moment. Phyllis is like a hawk, aiming for the throat whistle with a thin, thinly sharpened killing intent. One small knife. With that alone, she was more than confident that she could subdue five or so women. The enemy soldiers, on the other hand, are sluggishly poking at a riverside bonfire. "Are these traces of Phyllis?" ".. would that demon general carelessly build a fire at a time like this?" "No, I don''t think so, but someone was here, that''s for sure." I''m not sure if it was a man. ... I haven''t had a man for two months now. If it was a man, I''d fuck him to pieces. "Idiot. How could there be any men here?" But if we take Phyllis alive, I''m sure they''ll find a man for her. Just find the owner of this bonfire. Get him to report any sightings of Phyllis, even if it''s rough. It''s a very relaxed conversation for hostile territory. The slothful search is also so careless that it is hard to believe it is in hostile territory. Perhaps the Royal Army has temporarily retreated from this great forest. In other words, this place has become an imperial garden. (Take Souta back to Royal Capital...? It''s getting to be a moderately difficult problem.) Phyllis gnashes her teeth. Perhaps the retreat from the Great Forest was ordered by her right-hand Elrain. It is a wise decision in light of the situation, but from the perspective of Phyllis, who was left behind, it is a choice without dreams or hope. But who could blame Elrain in that situation? Phyllis must have been treated as killed in action within the army. (... but I will survive. I will live, and I will surely bring Souta, who saved my life, back to Royal Capital.) The reality is hopeless. However, from the depths of Phyllis''s heart, courage welled up. She had never known that fighting and being able to fight for a man could satisfy a woman''s self-esteem to such an extent. But ... "Phyllis san" ... it was Sota who appeared in a heap right next to her. "What are you doing ...?I told you to wait in the cave!" "But, but ... I can''t put one woman in danger and hide myself ...." But Sota eyes were serious. It is not that he has no fear. It is not that he is not strong. The hand that holds the branch is trembling. "I''ll help you if there''s anything I can do to help you. Fool!A man who does not know what it is to be a warrior, who goes out into the field of battle...'' She had unintentionally misjudged the volume of his voice, and by raising his voice... Who is it? -The enemy soldiers would sense it. Phyllis''s heart contracted ... at once, and at the same time she jumped out of the shadows of the grass and leaves without shielding herself. If she was sensed, a split-second decision could be fatal. ''Whoa! Sota was hit by Phyllis, who stormed out from next to him and fell on his buttocks. The aftermath of Phyllis''s leg power, which is far from being human, is enough to blow away even the softest of men. The next thing Sota saw was a sharp spray of fresh blood on the forest green. The unfamiliar bright scarlet colour is something he does not understand for a moment. Phyllis''s knife easily bites through the flesh of the female soldier''s neck and kills her without making her scream. The slain soldier probably doesn''t even realise she''s dead. Phyllis! The rest of the soldiers burst into laughter!the rest of the soldiers are excited, but by that time, Phyllis has already taken action. She steps in, slides her knife into the air, and in the blink of an eye, she kills another. Phyllis the demon. Her eyes are lit by an insinuating dark killing spirit. Chapter 6: The Great Forest of Another World : Unprotected Sota would believe it if told that the scene before him was a dream. Phyllis knife blinked left and right, precisely tearing the throats of the Imperial soldiers. They, too, try to surround Phyllis with sacks, but the golden trajectory scrapes through them with ease. Sota even thought it was beautiful. It was as if he was being shown an amazing sword fight. That is how overwhelming the warrior Phyllis was. (Amazing ...) The reason why Sota was not upset that someone was being killed was because it seemed like some kind of sacred performance. The fact that it might be in another world might also be due to the unrealistic situation. She realises that there is only one Imperial soldier left. When she realised she couldn''t beat Phyllis, she showed her back and started to run. "Wait!!!" Phyllis angry shouts ripped sharply through the forest. ..., but in response, she fell to her knees as if she had stumbled over a kick. "Phyllis-san!" "What''s wrong?" Sota, who became worried, unexpectedly jumped out and supported Phyllis''s body. Phyllis eyes widened at Sota sudden expression. But even more surprised than Phyllis was the defeated soldier from the Empire. "What ...!Man ...!!!?" Her eyes widened to the point of really spilling out and she looked alternately at Phyllis and Sota''s faces. "Wait!" "Phyllis-san" "Kk...!!!" Phyllis has no choice but to look away, biting her lower lip at her distant back. The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. "Wow ... it''s so swollen ...!" Sota eyes peeled back as he wrapped a cool towel around Phyllis''s red, swollen right ankle. It was an area he hadn''t spotted when he''d treated it yesterday. Probably a broken bone or a bad sprain. Sota was equally astonished that he was able to make such a big stand in such circumstances. "Was it sore?" "... yeah. But this much I can bear. "If it''s this much,...." "You''d better pack your things quicker than that. You can''t stay here any longer." "What?" "The soldiers are probably going to report this to the main army. If we stay here, they will find us. If they report that you, a man, were there, the tyrant Ronia will surely fly in. If that happens, I''m sure you''ll lose your life. ... Let''s hurry." "Ha, yes!" "Hah ... hah ...!" Rain, it''s coming down. Rain in the forest is tricky. The fallen leaves and soil are muddy and muddy, and visibility is poor. The temperature has dropped considerably and the conditions are terrible. Sota, carrying a sack in front of him and Phyllis behind him, walked on the soggy mud. "Don''t even get me started. Put me down ...." Phyllis said that she was really sorry, but Sota stubbornly refused to give in. For a while after that, Phyllis said she was fine and walked on her own feet, but the swelling and pain only got worse and worse. Sota sensed this and carry her on his back. Phyllis stormed out because she was sorry to make a man do such a thing, but Sota would not budge unless she let him. Reluctantly... Phyllis was carried on his back. ... "Hah ... hah ...." The rain is taking away his body heat and he is shivering as he goes along. "Souta, ...." "... Phyllis, we''ll make sure we leave the forest alive, won''t we? I still don''t understand a lot of things, but I know that you are a good person." Saying this, Sota smiled. his heart cries out that he must protect the warm presence of Phyllis on his back. But as he breathes out, his strength is nearing its limit. "Ah!" But just then he discovers a cave like the one he saw earlier between the rocks. It was the perfect place to shelter from the rain and to check the progress of his legs. Phyllis on his back nodded yes. Sota gathered strength in his thighs and mentally scolded himself for one more breath to get into the swing of things. "I''m a bit ... tired of the stones. ..." "I''m sorry Souta, ... I''ve just done this to my legs. ..." As soon as they reached the cave, Sota threw out his sack. Sota carefully let Phyllis sit down, and he collapsed into it like an avalanche. "Are you sure you''re alright?It must have been ... heavy for a man to carry a woman." "Haha, I''m pathetic as a man for carrying one woman and whimpering." "No, no!Not many men can ... carry a woman, much less you try to" "Is that so? ,I''m sorry." Sota did not wait for Phyllis to say anything, but took off his shirt, which was still wet. "whaa...?" It was an action so natural that it left a momentary blank in Phyllis''s thoughts. The moment ... grasped what was happening, Phyllis turned her face bright red and turned away from Sota. "Oh, oh oh oh, what are you doing ...! y you, naked ...!" "Oh, I''m sorry." Phyllis is in a panic. In this world, the values of men and women are reversed. (Not to mention ...) In a world where men are ashamed to have their skin seen and women are used to looking at men''s bodies as if they were licking them, what does it mean to be a man who takes off his jacket? Phyllis snuck a glance at Sota so that he wouldn''t notice. The way she sniffs and looks at Sota, even though she is trying not to be noticed, is almost perverted. Top to bottom, bottom to top. The sight of the white, unscarred, slightly muscled Sota, naked, was too easy to arouse Phyllis''s inferiority complex. Whether it was the rain or her love juices,..., Phyllis'' underwear was soaking wet, as if she had been bathed in a waterfall. "It''s an emergency...." "Oh, ah ... it''s an emergency ..., I don''t blame you ...." "Oh, of course I won''t take my bottom off, so don''t worry." Phyllis only replies in a dazed, feverish way. She has no idea what, from her point of view, is so reassuring about not taking his bottom off. I''d rather you take it off. I want to see it. Phyllis heart beats fast. It''s not the kind you get in wartime, the kind of heartbeat that beats against your brain. Her body is still and hot, and she can''t help but cast a lust-filled gaze at Sota. "...is something wrong?" Sota is oblivious. Without realising it, he is smiling that soft smile. The figure is too innocent - but the smile is too incendiary for Phyllis, the figure exposing his soft skin. "Phyllis..." The words don''t wait. The next thing Phyllis knew, she was pushing Sota body down. [Chapter 7] The Great Forest of Another World : Sexual urges The lewd smell of a female in heat rained down. Golden hair flowing downwards snatched her cheeks, and hot breath pushed out by a violent heartbeat tickled the tip of Sota nose. Phyllis pupils are dilated. The hand holding Sota slender arm was trembling, but it held a burning heat. Her face was on fire, and the vermilion colour of her snow-white skin shone back obscenely rain-coloured. ....." Sota had no choice but to blink his eyes at Phyllis sudden behaviour. His brain couldn''t process the situation and he could only be baffled by Phyllis holding herself back anyway. But his male instincts certainly caught Phyllis arousal, and his heartbeat jumped slightly at the breath and sweet body odour that fell on him. ..." Outside the cave, the sound of rain rumbles like a waterfall. The cave, quiet and still, was filled with moist water and a cool air flowed between the two of them. However, the strange tension was short-lived. Phyllis grabbed her own shirt and took it off roughly. At the same time, her huge breasts, which had escaped from their shackles, roamed out. "Eh, hey ... Phyllis-san--uh!" Things kept rolling at a dizzying pace. Phyllis pouty, glamorous lips meet Sota''s dry lips and change shape as if to show off their softness. The peach-coloured lips change shape as if to escape the crushing force, and her rutting breath leaks out from the gap. It''s a forceful, poor kiss, just pushing against her. But it was enough of a kick to drag a man and woman with strong sexual urges and no real knowledge of sex into a world of debauchery. Phyllis crotch becomes wet and Sota''s penis begins to harden without waiting for him to make a move. The kiss, which seemed to last an eternity, however, comes to an end. Phyllis lungs, which had been holding her breath during the kiss, could not hold it. "Ha... ha...!" Phyllis breathing is ragged and hot as she seeks oxygen. Her face is even more ripe and red like an apple, and her heart is beating wildly. Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings. Phyllis then grabs Sota by the shoulders and says. "Yes, good!" ..What. Vaguely, Sota mind immediately filled with question marks. "Oh, it''s your fault for being naked in front of women! And that too with such a beautiful body, heh, in plain ...!" That was the pathetic excuse of a female general called Phyllis Eigur. It was the pathetic excuse of a woman who had lived her life in accordance with the teachings of her country, disciplining herself and concealing her own amorous feelings. Phyllis current behaviour of pushing a man down, forcibly taking his lips, and even selfishly trying to sip the nectar that lies beyond that is a felony that, in the Kingdom of Vedna, deserves capital punishment. But she is in full heat and is unable to stop, and is making excuses to blame the man who is riding her for her sins. How shameful this is. If anyone who knew her could have seen this image of a general who had disciplined herself and her men, how disappointed they would have been. But Phyllis will not stop. She cannot stop. How could she stop the outburst of a woman sexual desires, which had been stored in her body for twenty-eight years and had reached full maturity? "Wow, I have a broken leg and I don''t know when I''m going to be killed! ''Fine, you''ve given me one last good thought!" "Oh, don''t you feel sorry for women who die without ever knowing a man!" "... is fine." "Ta, please, ...! For God''s sake,..., please be merciful to me too,..., eh?" The poor man who was mounted on,however, caught the eyes of Phyllis with an all-embracing, angelic smile. Phyllis fetters of reason were easily shattered. The only sounds in the narrow cave were the sound of the lewd water and her ragged breathing. Sota was being licked all over his body, marvelling at Phyllis spare sexuality, yet aroused. The red tongue, vulgarly extending from her thick lips, crawls over Sota nipples, sides, thighs and neck without leaving any space. It was not the kind of tongue used to please a man. It was the result of a selfish lustful urge to feel the "man" himself and to conquer him with his tongue. To be honest, Sota did not understand even 30% of what Phyllis was saying. He was also in a state of marginal excitement at the sight of a naked woman for the first time, but from his point of view, what Phyllis was saying was incoherent. However, he understood that Phyllis ... that beautiful woman with golden hair was single-mindedly seeking his body. So I forgave her. -It''s okay, I said. Sota was aroused by Phyllis shallow sexual desire. He could not hide his excitement at the fact that that dignified woman was licking his body with her nose, without shame or shame. His penis was painfully swollen, hard and hot like a heated iron. The slurping semen pooling in his scrotum is still waiting to be ejaculated. Phyllis was licking and sucking all over his body, but she was avoiding "there". She was licking and sucking all over his body, but she was avoiding that area, as if she was putting the main dish on the back burner. "Phi, Phyllis, ..." The first time she saw him, she was so excited that she could not help but feel a sense of pride when she heard a gasp escape from Sota lips, as if he was asking for it. In this world, it is almost impossible for a man to get sexual pleasure or to get an erection in the first place. After a month of semen and sexual desire, a man can only be made to ejaculate by using the best women and techniques, so you can see how difficult it is to have sex with a man. That is why Phyllis feels a sense of conquest and superiority at the fact that her technique - which can''t even be called a technique to be precise - is making a man moan. A drop leaked out of the crack of her crotch. The fact that the man was panting gave her a sense of conquest and superiority, and that alone caused a single drop to leak from the crack of her crotch. "Ugh ... wow!" Sota couldn''t bear to speak out. Phyllis slurping, heated mouth is like a living creature with a will. Her tongue swirled, sucked and sucked Sota penis. She is not very good at other skills, but when it comes to oral fellatio, she seems to be very good at it, coupled with her accumulated knowledge. This is the first time he has had contact with a woman. The sweet smell of Phyllis body. The sweet voice and obscene sound of water that leaks out every time she sucks and closes her mouth. The feeling of Sota ejaculation has already climbed to that point. "Phyllis-sa... ah...!" "Nnnnghhhh!!!?" Sota unbearably held Phyllis head down and spat white spunk down the back of her throat. The absurd pleasure, like a creaking skull, breaks and fills Sota body. Phyllis took it in and sucked it out with her mouth closed even more, trying not to let any of the fluid escape. Three or four ejaculations followed in time with the beating of her heart. Each time, Phyllis throat rumbled and a cloud of white fluid continued to stain her oesophagus and stomach. The ejaculation continued for five seconds in fact, but Phyllis continued to swallow it all. [Chapter 8] The Great Forest of Another World : Their “first time” Sperm like a white fish jumps around the oral cavity. Young, foul-smelling, yet sticky. It was hot and I could feel it until it reached my stomach. Phyllis, who had received a mouthful of semen that could have formed a baby in her stomach, let go of Sota''s penis with a dazed look on her face. Phyllis dropped several pecking kisses on it as it began to droop slightly. Phyllis, her cheeks stained with a hint of enrapture, carefully placed her lips on Sota''s penis, as if to imprint her love on it, unlike the lustful caresses she had just given it. She ran her fingers over the ball sack as if she was stroking a jewel, and each time she did so, Sota''s body jumped. Phyllis was truly dreamy. She had been able to bring herself to ejaculation with her own caresses and to suck the entire body of a man who could be described as the best of the best was truly a supreme time. I have no more regrets. I could die now. However, a slight feeling of regret and desolation passed through Phyllis''s chest. Once a man has ejaculated, it can take up to a month before he can get another erection. It was a miracle that Sota was even able to get an erection this time. So Phyllis was convinced that she could at least like Sota''s - an exquisite man''s - body... "W what, ...?" Phyllis involuntarily rolled her eyes. The rod she had been stroking gradually began to harden and soar again. "W-wooooohh~, ...." Phyllis sweet voice of delight escapes from her mouth. The high female voice, like a flirtatious one, is a far cry from the voice of a dignified general. "Phyllis s-san, ...." Recovering from the exhaustion of his ejaculation, Sota slowly raised his upper body. His whole body was slightly sweaty, and his beautiful black hair stuck to his forehead and cheeks. He began to seek Phyllis again as he slowly worked on his own cock, although sparks still flashed in the back of his eyes from the unprecedented pleasure he had just been given. It was so lewd and wild that Phyllis couldn''t help but throb. A virgin and a virgin with each other sexual desire heightened to the maximum. The act cannot end with just one ejaculation. ..." From there, there were no more words. Their hot breaths melted between each other''s chambers, and when their lips met, they sought each other out to slaughter each other''s oral cavity. Their saliva was tasteless and odourless. But there is a nectar like honey in it. He is a man, but Phyllis sexual desire and intensity are even greater than that. Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation. You could say she is a sultry virgin. She is shallow, but she cannot hide her delight and excitement that a man of her choice is seeking her out. She was a virgin, and she felt an unbounded love and desire to protect and conquer the man who sought her out. Phyllis guided Sota hands to her plump breasts and let out a sweet sound. Sota faltering, caressing caresses brought an itchy, carbonated pleasure to Phyllis brain. Sota reaction and bouncing voice heightened her excitement, and she crushed her nipples with her finger belly, wanting to please her even more. The reaction was clear. Phyllis shiny limbs bounced as if electrified, and her voice became even higher pitched and sweeter. Sota traced the streamlines of the smooth breast and took the peach-coloured tip in his mouth. Phyllis, with a charming cry, crushed Sota''s head against her own twin hills and surrendered herself to the pleasure of it all. The caresses that melt each other bodies continue for some time. The sound of the rain outside becomes even more intense in response to their heat, and the temperature in the cave begins to drop even lower. The surface of their bodies begins to cool, but from within, searing heat is released one after another. Phyllis wants Sota body without end, and Sota accepts and swallows Phyllis lust like a bottomless swamp. But his stiff penis is beginning to reach the end of its patience. The ripe folds of Phyllis flesh were also reaching their limit, quivering and quivering. "Haa... souta... haa.... " "Phi, Phyllis... ..." They did not mutually indicate their intentions to each other. However, when Phyllis blue-green eyes and Sota''s dark-eyed gaze meet, the next moment they begin to connect. Sota, who is still pushed down, is even beginning to be moved by the sight of his own meat stick being swallowed from above. It was the same with Phyllis - no, Phyllis was overcome with even greater excitement and emotion. She is twenty-eight years old. In Sota sense of value, she is a woman who has gained some fat, but in the world where Phyllis is ... "Yggdrasil", she is well behind the times. To have sex and bear a child is a rarity in itself. In the Kingdom of Vedna, men have the right to choose women, and women have no right to choose. It is inevitable, then, that men will try to sire young, healthy women anyway. The state also has a policy to let young women lead the way and leave offspring. There is no place for a woman of Phyllis''s age in .... Arguably, Phyllis is a missed opportunity. Given her background as a general, she has had several opportunities - she can count them on one hand - to have a man in her arms. But she let them slip through her fingers by getting involved in wars and other activities, and she has aged to her present age. No man and Phyllis will ever cross paths again. Pyhllis thought so.) Phyllis began to weep as Sota''s penis split the hot, ripe folds of her flesh and penetrated her from below. She was sobbing as she felt the tears fall from her blue eyes and onto Sota''s. "Phyllis s-san, ... does it hurt ...?" Sota''s voice is tinged with compassion. "No, it doesn''t hurt,... I''m just happy,...." "I see. ..." The honey pot continues to drool incessantly, and Souta''s thing that fits in there starts to get more and more tense. "Oh... Souta ... still getting bigger ... oh ...!" "I''m sorry Phyllis-s san ...." Souta apologised. "It''s moving, isn''t it ...?" Saying that. "Ah! Oh ... so, Souta ... oh ...! " From below, Sota thrust his hips up hard. Swell! again and again! And again and again. Relentlessly. Every time Sota slams his hips against her, honey splashes. Every time the rod repeatedly extracts, Phyllis makes a sluttishly charming noise. Behind her tender heart, a beast lurked. Sota repeated his apologies deliriously and continued to penetrate Phyllis from below. This is not the way to shake your hips against a woman who was a virgin. Sota was sorry, but he kept thrusting his rod deeper and deeper. So much pleasure continued to flow through the phallus and burn Sota''s rationale. The undulating, sucking folds of Phyllis flesh are relentless in their efforts to squeeze more semen from Sota scrotum. As well as the oral pleasure, however, Phyllis meaty folds penetrated Sota''s brain with even more pleasure than that. This is the first time Sota has ever done anything with Phyllis. So he doesn''t realise it. She is too good to be true. Every time she repeats the extraction, sparks pop behind the eyelids and Sota is almost knocked unconscious. There is no room at all. But it is Phyllis who has lost more room ... or even reason. Her charming voice has somehow turned into a scream. It was so loud that it pushed back the sound of the rain like a waterfall outside. Once this happens, she''s already a pleasure-gorging lump of flesh. Her huge breasts swayed vertically on top of Sota''s sloppily, and silver drops dripped from the edges of her clenched mouth. "Phyllis- .....! Phyllis-San ..... I''m about to...!" Sota climax is near. Phyllis understands that, too, and comes to partition! Come on! she exclaimed in a lisping lisp. Sota finally pushes back Phyllis''s body, covers her and skewers her from above. "Phyllis-san....I-I''m cumming....!" "Ah!!! No!!! Sho, Uta ...!!!!''Aaahh! I''m cumming! I''m cumming. !!!!" Patience no longer works. Sota is running towards climax. Phyllis''s consciousness burst into a coma and she was eaten by a fearless wave of pleasure. And. "Ugh...Kuuuuu...!!!!!." "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...!!!!!'' The white fluid was expelled again through the scrotum and down the urethra. Semen rushes into Phyllis''s vagina and begins to unceremoniously defile it - and at the same time, a tide bursts from the space between the meat pole and the honey pot, and Phyllis''s body jerks and twitches. Sota continued to hold Phyllis body tightly, trying not to let go of it. A climax that seems eternal, but comes to an end. The man and woman, exhausted from everything, rolled on the ground in a tangled mess. Their cardiopulmonary functions had reached their limits and they were both left naked, panting and trapped in a feeling of weakness. Phyllis and Sota. Their "first time" with each other was literally etched on their bodies as an unforgettable and intense experience. It was only thirty minutes after this time when they were together again. ... Chapter 9: The Great Forest of Another World : What’s to come The Great Forest - a southern encampment. Ronia Ilfte was filled with frustration and frustration like sludge. She has been on a long expedition from the Adair Empire and has been camped there for nearly a month now. She cannot have enough food unless she can procure it locally, and she cannot soak in a warm bath. As a mercenary and not a regular soldier, her share is small and she is treated poorly by the group. Of course, the tough Ronia is not the sort of person to complain about such things. She is a ruffian by nature and can take care of herself and even feed herself without being rationed. But even a small complaint like dust is stressful if it accumulates. And the stress that tortured Ronia more than anything else was that she hadn''t been able to hold a man for a month ..., but that''s all there is to it. Of course, there was no way she could indulge in masturbation in a group situation, and her beastly libido had long since been trapped, drooling. If she could masturbate now, Ronia would spend at least three hours comforting her burning body. ..." Ronia thinks back to the Empress words as she bites into the meat of the deer she has shot. (If you kill Phyllis Aigur, I''ll give you one man of your choice. ...? Damn, that wasn''t an easy ride). That was the line that Empress Eleanova of the Adair Empire told Ronia in person. The distance between Ronia and Eleanova, who is well known in the country, is so close that it would be unthinkable in any other country. It is not every day that a single mercenary and the lord of a country exchange words. The Adair Empire is all about how many men it can exploit and extort from other countries. The empire is rich in men who are used up and exported secretly behind the scenes, while being hated by all the countries. Even if they use up all their lives in war, they have a large population because they can forcibly exploit men for their seed - women in this world are terribly fast from implantation to birth - and their national power is one of the strongest compared to neighbouring countries. Eleanova, the master of such a powerful country, has one thing that she has repeatedly told her soldiers: ''A man with true black eyes is a man with true black eyes. If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it. "If you find a man with true black eyes, be sure to bring him to me." These were the words of Empress Eleanova, known to all who lived in the Empire. She also said that whoever brought her here would be rewarded with any kind of prize. In general, black is a symbol of beauty, and men with black hair born in the rarest of cases are prized for their beauty. However, not many people with black eyes have actually seen or heard of a man with black eyes. ... Empress Eleanova is obsessed with the search for the black-eyed man. If she finds him and is able to offer him up, she will receive a reward incomparable to the one she received for defeating Phyllis. (Well, ... there aren''t many men with such upper-balls. ...) Ronia sucked the juices of the deer off the bone and tossed it carelessly. Anyway, now it''s about taking out Phyllis. And to return home safely. That''s all she can do. Ronia was just about to sit up to take care of her gains, "I have a report" A soldier patrolling the area rushes into the encampment, looking surprised and panicked. "What''s going on?" The soldier exclaimed breathlessly as the soldier''s superior, a woman, asked him. "We found Phyllis Aigur! She''s alive ... and she''s with a man with black hair and black eyes!" "Your eyes are really beautiful, ...." Phyllis said and carefully combed the black hair over Sota''s eyelashes. A slightly larger sleeping bag. The two of them are naked and cramped up in it, making love. The two men slept like mud for several hours after having been in the act three times in a row. "Really? I think it''s normal. ..." "No, I''ve never seen a man with black eyes. Really, from the first glance I thought I was going to be sucked in. ..." The workings of a man and a woman are a strange thing, and the walls of "strangers" that had formed between them are easily broken down. They were as close to each other as if they were real lovers. "Souta ..., you are a strange man." "Huh?" "You have unusual equipment and your name is unfamiliar to me. And as I''ve said many times before, there''s no such thing as a sexually active man who can ejaculate so much?" "Ha ha. I think I overdid it a bit." "I totally ..." As Souta squints pleasantly, Phyllis can''t help but feel a euphoria that makes her chest tighten. I will protect Souta, I will protect him. I will protect him. I will never give this child, who loves someone like me, to the Empire.) A firm determination burns with fire within Phyllis. "Souta" "What is it?" "I will protect you. I will protect you, no matter what, no matter where you go. Even if you don''t like it, I''ve decided to dedicate this sword to you." The blue eyes of Souta are the straightest and noblest of all, and they catch Souta''s eyes. (different world ...?) Sota was slowly beginning to accept reality as he prepared to leave the cave. Starting with yesterday''s fight for life with the soldiers, Phyllis words and actions are all at odds with his values. He was taught the value of a "man" in Yggdrasil in the course of their friendship. He was told that men can only ejaculate once a month, that they abhor women and that he had never seen a man like Sota before. He was also frankly surprised and convinced when he heard that the birth rate of men was one in a thousand. This world is a different world. A world where wars are fought day and night over men. Sota, who had come to understand everything, felt an unspeakable sense of loneliness and anxiety. He has no one to rely on, no one to turn to. He had a reassuring ally in Phyllis, but he still missed his former family and friends. Can I, now that I am alone in this world, survive? Or will I be able to return home safely? The future is still unknown. But Sota must think and act. In this "Yggdrasil", how should I, with my rare sensitivity and sexual desire, behave and what should I do?