Translator: âHakouâ Editor: âWeasalopesâ
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I finally arrived at ãUniform specialty store. Any uniform is available. Come, you are in uniform, conquer now!ã.
And the time hasnât even become evening yet.
(Truly the best time to have fun)
I, myself, was going out to have fun when everyone else is still working.
Just like the blissful time privilege only the tourists have.
(Well, Iâm not a tourist though)
Thanks to the magic lent by the mysterious stone statue, I easily earn money and have more fun.
I can earn money with less effort and enjoy women for a bit longer.
The fact that the price is unknown did scare me. However, the flow of time is truly terrifying that recently, I donât care about it anymore.
(Whatever will be, will be, I guess)
This is a body that has died once after all.
I look up at the sky while thinking about such a thing.
In this season between winter and spring, the sun was there, shining warm sunlight.
(If we were in Japan, it would be around the time they call it Nendomatsu*)
ã*TL Note: End of fiscal year.ãn/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
While being showered with the warm sunlight, the memories of when I was working nonstop without sleeping resurfaced in my mind.
The feeling of accomplishment when I finally went through it was a wonderful feeling I donât want to experience ever again.
The details might be different but Iâm sure that this year too, some of my former colleagues will be stuck with the same situation as me
(I just hope they take care of their body)
Unfortunately, I canât tell them not to overdo it.
I wished good health for everyone in the company as I opened a cheap-looking door, and entered the ãUniform specialty store. Any uniform is available. Come, you are in uniform, conquer now!ã
(Is she here?)
I went to the lobby and observed the platform.
There, a girl with a stern face with a ponytail in a pilotâs school uniform sat with an unamused face.
(There she is)
I was relieved after I found my target.
I was a little worried she wouldnât be here because I hadnât checked her schedule today.
The ponytail who noticed my gaze was surprised for a moment and became more and more grumpy.
(As cold as always huhâ¦)
I just smiled at her usual response.
Then, I immediately reserved her and brought her to the room.
ãBeen a while, is it?ã
Ponytail sat on the edge of the bed, saying something that has no hint of courtesy at all.
She wore an olive-green uniform like that of a soldier, but at the bottom, she was wearing a tight skirt.
The skirt length was about a few centimeters above her knees and was so tight that it almost exposing the triangle inside it.
(Umu, as I thought, uniform is the best)
I kept staring at her figure while standing without even answering her question.
After that, I pulled one of her knees upwards in front of her and fully appreciated the sight of the triangle inside of it.
Ponytail closed her knees while making an unpleasant expression, but it doesnât mean it has completely become invisible.
She didnât hide it with her hand or turned her body away because I didnât allow that.
As a customer, my standing while weâre in this room is much higher than her.
(Light blue, ehâ¦)
Ponytail seems to like cold colors.
She is an active student at the Pilot school and aims to be a Knightâs pilot.
She said that her grades werenât that bad and she thought that her dream will soon come true.
Maybe because she had the sense of a true knight, she always charged from the front and fought in close combat.
She also thinks that obtaining victory through long-range magic attacks is cowardly and hates it.
(It looks like I will have plenty of fun today too)
Iâm getting happy.
Normally, if you treat your customers like they werenât your customers, their mood will turn sour.
But for me, Ponytail is a special case.
She was a classmate who once shared a desk with me.
I beat her during the regular practical test, thus making her unable to participate in the knight orderâs training session.
Even now, she still canât accept her loss to my fighting style and keep a scornful attitude towards me.
The pleasure of forcing such a former classmate of mine as her customer is a really enjoyable thing for me.
(I admit it wasnât a good hobby, though)
She smiled bitterly but she canât help it because the fact is, it feels good.
By the way, as to why the ponytail is doing a part-time job at a lower-grade brothel like âUniform specialty store. Any uniform is available. Come, you are in uniform, conquer now!â.
It was to pay her debt.
Until recently, Ponytail had to contribute her life to a male elf from a brothel aimed for women.
(Somehow, sheâs different todayâ¦..)
I was the one who completely ignored her words earlier but, I noticed something unusual.
She never said hello or greeted me up until now.
Instead, she would always put on a Buddha-like face while saying that she only did this to pay her debts.
But today, a greeting came from Ponytailâs mouth.
(I wonder if itâs because her income has been decreasing since I didnât come by recently)
And so, she welcomed me after my long absence.
That possibility certainly exists.
Ponytail has something called the hot pot. It has a high temperature, it will make you feel really good just from entering it. Itâs quite a good weapon.
However, because her customer service is bad, she didnât have any repeaters aside from me.
If she canât get any customers, then the money she made will be nothing more than a chickenâs feed.
I remembered the time when I went shrine visit to the Holy City and the battle with heavy lancers.
(Letâs threw a tip for her later then)
A sympathetic feeling grows in me.
(Well, that is if her service is better than usual)
Even though I look like this, Iâm also an E-rank member of the guild merchant, thatâs why I wonât give charity. I will ask something in return even if itâs just for a little amount.
I learned from the guild master at the Holy Cityâs âGate of Sinâ that it was about respecting the other party.
Besides, Ponytail always refuses to even hold a conversation.
The room for her service improvement is wider than the plain where I fought the heavy lancers. So it shouldnât be that difficult I think.
I made her seiza on top of the bed and dived straight at her proficient knee pillow.
ãYou know right? Tell me thenã
I gave a half-hearted answer as a response to those words.
It was rare for her to start a conversation first. This alone was a significant improvement in her service.
But right now, it wasnât the time to think about that.
Right now, she is in a seiza position while I put my face on her lap, in a prone position.
I put my hands on the bottom of the jacket and unbuttoned her shirt from below while in that position.
While taking a deep breath repeatedly, Iâm undoing the button of her shirt just by relying on my fingertips alone without having to look at it. To be honest, it was no easy task.
After some struggle, I finally succeeded in undoing the buttons on the bottom of the shirt. I then slipped my hand between her shirt and her skin.
(Itâs warm)
I grasped it with both of my hands as if to wrap it up. The soft and smooth sensation I felt at the center of my palm was great.
A gave it a little rub to savor the taste.
(As expected from Ponytail. What a well-trained body)
A teenagerâs body that has been under constant strict training, it wasnât just soft, but thereâs also a bit of firmness to it.
This isnât a taste that you can feel anywhere.
ãI told you to tell me about it, didnât I !?ã
Ponytail grabbed both of my arms and began trying to put some power to pull it out from her.
ãâ¦â¦.Tell you what?ã
Even though Iâm in the middle of having fun with it, what a rude gal.
ãYou, you participated in the battle with heavy lancers didnât you?ã
I didnât answer.
If I donât give an answer soon, my arms will be crushed by her force, so after thinking that it canât be helped, I gave her my reply.
I massaged it strongly with both of my hands.
I did it with the meaning to answer âYESâ.
She moaned for a moment as her body made an arc.
ãAnswer me! You heard me, didnât you !?ã
I gave it another strong massage.
Ponytail seems to understand my action this time. She then asked a question while knitting her beautiful thin eyebrows.
ãYou, was that supposed to be your reply?ã
YES.
Ponytail grip got stronger as if sheâs trying to endure it. It hurts a little.
ãThen, what about the NO?ã
I gave two strong massages this time.
Ponytail twisted her body as she moaned.
ãâ¦â¦There you go again doing something weirdã
She seemed to have compromised with this.
Ponytail has known me for quite a while now. She probably felt like it would be pointless to ask me for more than this.
ãDid they let the herd escape?ã
However, her next question was not something that Iâm not allowed to talk about.
I couldnât say yes or no, so I pinched the protrusion between my fingers a bit strongly.
It seems she understood that I canât answer that question. The protrusion became a bit harder.
ãI think so because there was no victory parade being heldã
Ponytail made a pained voice as she showed one side of her face that has distorted expression.
(I see)
I remembered what Corneal said about this battle with heavy lancers was actually the first big battle in a long time.
Because the Knights have few opportunities to fight, they are eager to get some achievements. Of course, at first, a departure parade was held.
But there were no signs of the victory parade being held at all.
Ever that day, the Kingdom and the knight order has been silent. It was no surprise that people will have some doubts.
(It wasnât easy at all after all)
I remembered the northwest prairie, where some of the Knights were annihilated.
(Even so, to think that Ponytail would say that they let the herd escapeâ¦.)
She doesnât even consider the possibility of them losing. That showed just how reliable the knight orderâs fighting force is to her.
(They always speak of their strength whenever thereâs a chance after all)
Thinking back, even the instructor at pilot school often boasted about the power of knight order didnât he?
Probably because she thinks my silence as confirmation, she sighed.
ãâ¦â¦As I thought, thatâs what happenedã
ãWell, if you wish to know more than this, you better make me satisfiedã
I told Ponytail.
Iâm just going to be her source of information if this continues.
I probably wouldnât mind if itâs someone else, but sheâs a student of pilot school. If weird rumors start spreading, it might reach the knight order and the Kingdomâs ears.
Thatâs why, I want to make this a match, win, and leave without telling her anything else.
Ponytail looked surprised for a moment. But soon after, a light of burning spirit was lit in her eyes.
ãFine, Iâll do itã
She took the bait.
One of her special traits is that she will immediately bite the bait once she provoked. As a playing partner, sheâs someone hard to get.
Ponytail pushed me who was glued onto her front part and stood on top of the bed.
ãEn garde!ã
As she said those words, she grabbed me by my shoulders and pushed me down the bed.
After that, she spread her legs while facing me and swallowed me whole in one go.
ãKahhâ¦.ã
I let out a voice like when I dipped myself in a hot bath.
It feels hot and good as always.
And the sensitivity check when I did a YES and NO massage on her was as good as usual too.
Of course, she was still wearing her underwear which slightly shifted when she swallowed me whole.
Iâve always demanded this, so this time she took her initiative to do it herself since the beginning
(Taking off your uniform while youâre in a uniform specialized store wasnât something I can forgive)
That is my belief.
There, I tilted my head.
(Why do I feel like sheâs strangely confident)
I felt something strange in her attitude.
Despite her always losing on top of the bed, I feel like today is different.
ãDonât think that I will forever be like thatã
And then, making my weapon as its axis, she made a 180 degrees turn.
(This isâ!?)
Itâs a technique that Ponytail never showed me before.
ãThis is the technique of the recently held, match before Godâs Champion! Enjoy it to your heart content!ã
While saying so, she makes another turn.
This is no doubt Cool-sanâs spinning technique.
And there, I remembered.
(Right, this technique was covered in a magazine after all)
After the champion was decided, Cool-san was surrounded by reporters that wanted to have an interview with her.
Donât tell me⦠I ran my gaze at Ponytailâs bag. When I did, I spotted a familiar magazine peeking out of it.
(Temple of the God of business, match before Godâs special issue!)
It was released just the other day and some were put in the merchant guild.
There were articles about Cool-san, Lightning, Explosive onee-san and Shinigami, but there is nothing written about me.
Maybe itâs wasteful for them to write about a guy who lost in the third round.
That magazine seems to be spread quite widely. Maybe Ponytail bought and read it as a source of information an average teenager needs.
(But, this is not good enough)
There might be some fault with how I said it.
Ponytailâs weapon is her hot pot. Even now, my weapon is still wrapped around in a temperature hotter than body temperature.
And it will be troublesome if you misunderstood me, so Iâm just gonna say itâs not that bad either. Itâs good enough that she has a well-trained young body.
However, I experienced first hand the real version of this technique from Cool-san herself, I also watched it live at the match before God.
So with this level of skill, I have no choice but to express it that way.
(Well, itâs just an imitation after all)
A low level one at that.
Thereâs an interval every time she does a half-spin to catch a breath. Rather than spinning, itâs more like sheâs repeatedly roughly changing direction every 60 degrees.
(THIS is what you call a spinning technique!)
I grabbed the knees of Ponytail who was in the middle of catching her breath and started to spin her around.
Itâs a bit slower but nonstop spin.
Ponytail hot pot shrunk from the sudden stimulation. She held her skirt with both hands and screamed loudly.
(Iâm not done yet!)
But I didnât let her rest. I gripped her knees and forcefully spin her.
Sometimes I would tilt the shaft rod slightly to hit her good spot.
Then, as I hit that good spot in the third lap, she shouted loudly and her hot pot convulsed a lot after squeezed me tightly.
I stopped spinning her and asked her a question while grinning.
ãYou came, didnât youâ¦ã
ãâ¦.I didnâtâ¦ã
Her face is bright red, her breathing is rough, and her eyes are moist. But it seems she doesnât want to admit it.
(As I thoughtâ¦)
This stubborn part of hers was actually one of her delicious parts.
Fine then, Iâll have her taste it even more.
ãReverse spin!ã
I grabbed her knees again and this time, I spun it around in the opposite direction.
If Ponytail is mimicking Cool-sanâs technique, then this is the technique that imitates Cornealâs skewering whirlwind.
They are the same imitated techniques but Iâve been training this âskewering whirlwindâ technique since I saw it for the first time.
The difference in perfection was certainly big.
ãReverse spin!ã
I shouted again.
ãReverse spin!ã
The spin continues until her body and muscle could no longer maintain her posture. Well, it was only after a few laps though.
Ponytail is lying on the bed as her body keeps twitching.
Her breathing is rough as tears coming out from her eyes, snot from her nose and drool from her mouth.
ãSeems I won, huhã
Even when sheâs in that condition, she slightly shook her head at my question. It looks like sheâs still being stubborn.
(How wonderful!)
As expected from Ponytail. Iâm thrilled.
I wrote in the manual of Ponytail inside my heart that, âShe gets more stubborn the more you crush her, very enjoyableâ.
ãâ¦â¦Do you know the thing called âlightning swordâ?ã
Her body shook the moment I whispered that into her ears.
Thatâs the male champion of the match before Godâs technique. Thereâs no way she didnât know about it.
ãItâs the championâs technique. Enjoy it to your heart contentã
Ponytailâs body began swaying as if sheâs trying to flee.
But unfortunately, she canât pull out any strength from her legs. As a result, she can only turn her butt towards me.
ãThere you go inviting me againã
I squeezed those butts and spread it from side to side, then I thrust my weapon into her hot pot once again.
ãLightningâ¦. Sword!!ã
I shouted as I started moving my hips.
I wanted to laugh at this sloppy imitation I made.
But it seems strong enough for Ponytail.
She let out a scream louder than ever before.
(Did she became weak because of the brand?)
The technique quality just now was very low. It shouldnât dealt any significant damage.
But when she heard the name of âLightning Sword,â the peach valley in front of me began to let out hot juices even though I hadnât put it in yet.
(Well, sheâs still a young woman after all. There might be a part of her that sensitive to fashionable things)
If thatâs so then, it will be rude to not enjoy that sensitive part right?
I ignored the state sheâs in right now and continued waving my hips as I like.
(This is also the good part of her)
If itâs the result of a challenge that came from her, she would silently accept you.
So even if I went overboard here, she wouldnât even be mad at me.
This appearance of her thatâs seriously paying for her debts while keeping her integrity as a knight might her true essence.
(There, there!)
I keep thrusting at her.
Ponytailâs convulsions stopped after getting pounded in her unexpected place continuously.
I kept enjoying her sweet screams while firmly holding both of her well-shaped, tight butts with both of my hands.
***
One hour later, I was completely satisfied so I took a shower on my own and got ready to leave.
While Ponytail, still lying in bed while half of her eyes had turned white, and saying things like âAhââ or âUuââ.
Of course, the match is my win.
With her serious attitude, she wouldnât do something like squeeze out some information from me forcefully.
(Thanks for the food)
I put a tip on the bedside.
Itâs quite a large amount compared to the usual.
It was also my thanks for the hardcore play, but it wasnât just for that.
(Hurry and pay back your debt already so you can give more time on your pilot training, okay?)
I brought my mouth near her ears and whispered so.
I donât know how far the knight order can recover but they definitely lost many human resources.
The hurdles for joining the knight order might not change, but the chances to be accepted will increase.
If itâs at Ponytailâs level, as long as you keep polishing your skills, the chances are pretty high.
This isnât charity. A non-repayment scholarship to help a former classmate. This is the least I can for her.
ãAdios, alter egoã
I left the room, while waving my hand at the one behind me as I muttered the words that somehow came to my mind.