58. Did You See How Brave I Am?
This time, the part of my script concerning me became more special than any previous encounter with danger. Being slapped to death by those beastmen was mundane; with Kefir by my side, I didn’t need to worry too much.
However, the most crucial part was precisely the reason we came to the Austro-Hungarian tribe—Nilu, this big BOSS who had quietly concealed her near-max level from Kefir and me while I was unaware. Her script that should have, and absolutely would have, included “killing me” had yet to appear. Rather, all the death scripts related to Nilu did not involve her stabbing me, but rather me sacrificing myself to protect Kefir.
Thus, it can’t be considered narcissistic; I believe… Nilu wouldn’t actively harm me. I clearly understand her feelings toward me, but I don’t want to be a hesitant, indecisive character that drags things out.
She is already a BOSS threatening Kefir’s script; her weakness is me. It’s that simple when it comes to dealing with her. For this, I need Kefir’s cooperation—first this way, then that way… hmm!
My thoughts were so beautiful that I almost forgot who I was with and where I was, and then…
I was interrupted by Kefir, who was on top of me, sitting up and slapping my shoulder, then pinning it down. My wild thoughts were suddenly broken by a very unpleasant feeling!
“Kefir, what… what are you doing?”
God knows what I said that triggered her; she showed no sign of wanting to leave! Her thighs pressed between mine, pinning my shoulders down like she was forcibly taking a virtuous maiden, her face flushed, and her gaze toward me was erratic, carrying a hint of daze.
“I’m not here tonight to listen to your war council.”
My heart skipped a beat. The once proud girl who would have given me a smack for merely glacing at her bare legs had now turned into someone who could directly ride on top of me. This kind of behavior was hinting at her feelings, and I would have to be foolish not to understand!
“Y-you wait a minute, Kefir.”
Of course, I had to refuse, not just because of identity reasons, but also because the various circumstances here were simply not suitable for anything. Just thinking about the way we were brought here, the way Geloom smirked made me feel uneasy all over. If anything strange were to come out of this room tonight, I wouldn’t be able to wash it off even if I jumped into the Yellow River…
“I’ve been holding back for a long time on this journey. Why is it that when Adele does something to you, you just smile like a pig, but when I come, you want to hide? Is the elf that great!? “
“No, no, it’s not…”
I wanted to shift my body, but Kefir wouldn’t give me that chance. After all, with her directly on top of me, any movement… would be a crime.
“Big shot, let me explain…”
You and Adele are different; a man’s lust and sense of responsibility are two different things. I couldn’t help but glance at Adele a few more times because elves are really nice! I might have been unable to resist looking at other elves too. But with Kefir, it was different. I wanted to…
Kefir wouldn’t give me the chance to make such messy explanations, nor did she need the script to remind her; the next moment, she had already leaned down, pretending to kiss my lips.
Once that kiss happened, it would be a big deal! Given the current environment, the atmosphere, and Kefir’s state after just showering, I feared it would lead to a full-service experience. I wasn’t sure if Kefir could hold back, but I knew I probably couldn’t; I was honest about it.
So, what I could do was to struggle like a Mary Sue about to be toppled by a domineering CEO, desperately making a powerless symbolic resistance.
“You said you could take on ten, right? If you’re not willing, just push me away and throw me out~”
Why are you so fixed on that boast I made this morning?
With a mischievous grin that seemed to come from nowhere, Kephir looked like she wasn’t going to let me off the hook tonight. If I couldn’t resist, I might as well enjoy it; after all, I wasn’t the one losing out~
Just as I was about to think this, a new script appeared, sending a shiver down my spine.
[Adéle discovers O’Keefe’s affair.]
It’s not an affair, don’t make wild claims.
But it was definitely too late to stop it.
When I finally managed to tear my gaze away from Kephir’s bare, white arms, I saw a freshly bathed fairy girl, staring at us with an expression that screamed “I’ve been cheated on.”
This doesn’t explain anything.
[Adéle is very angry!]
Adéle transformed into a little fury, lunging at Kephir with claws bared!
“White-haired woman! What are you doing to the future princess of the Kingdom of Plouce!?”
Princess…!?
Kephir finally let go of me, and the slight bitterness she felt because of Adéle was now replaced by a cold laugh at Adéle’s words.
“Miss Adéle, I think your fairy brain needs a good wash; what does he have to do with you? He’s always been mine!”
Adéle didn’t waste time arguing. With a flick of her virtual keyboard, she pressed a button, and a knife fell from thin air, aimed directly at Kephir’s forehead! However, Kephir had no intention of calming down; she reached out, and the magic sword, Miss Alsace, who had been sleeping on a nearby mat, flew over!
It wasn’t that either of them had any murderous intent, but the scene resembled a childish quarrel, making it quite ungraceful.
After all, fighting tends to get messy, especially since both had just bathed and were wearing only the thinnest of garments. As I escaped from Kephir, I ended up seeing everything I shouldn’t have—thighs, arms, chests… it was all just a little too much.
The commotion had drawn attention, and just as Kephir and Adéle’s scuffle was about to turn into a tickle fight, the script appeared!
[Garom rushes over upon hearing the commotion!]
How could their current state be seen by outsiders!?
However, even without my reminder, Kephir and Adéle had already reacted to the noise outside! There was no time to put on clothes, so before Garom’s big red head could peek through the door, they both squeezed behind me!
“Hey, human brother, I was just thinking, if you really want two rooms, I can…”
Garom was momentarily speechless. With Kephir and Adéle both hiding behind me, it couldn’t see anything. But…
The two beautiful girls, disheveled and panting after their fight, huddled behind me as if they had done something wrong and were suddenly interrupted, trying to hide… and this was all clearly visible to the orc.
“Sorry to interrupt…”
“Wait a moment!”
“Oh! Right, the clan chief says he’ll meet you later!”
Saying this, Garom gave me a thumbs-up, “I admit I had some biases before, but now I see you in a new light! Sorry to interrupt!”
I didn’t mean for you to wait just to show me respect, you orc!