S-Class Conference: Topic 3

"For the 3rd topic, Lord Fergus, if you please."

"Yeah!"

The one who roughly stood was Fergus.

… A burly, muscle-bound big man. In a world where Masters themselves didn't fight, a muscular giant like this was rare.

"Gahahaha! It's Lord Fergus!

"… I'm thinking of taking another shot at the 5th 'Hundred-Cut'!

"Up till now I gathered A-Class and B-Class Garumon to do it, but they don't put up any challenge.

"Well, some of the S-Class Masters cooperated and that was fun.

"This time for sure I want to make it at least 20% S-Class Garumon!

"So I'd like you all to cooperate. There'll be a reward! Gahahaha!"

So Fergus boomed in a loud voice.

… I was a bit put off — noisy, geez — but…

He was greeted with cheerful hahaha… laughter.

Overall, he didn't seem too disliked.

… Shaina seemed to be sulking, like hmph.

"… What's 'Hundred-Cut'?"

Ursula and Lyuka looked at each other. They seemed to be silently negotiating who would explain.

"In that case, I'll take it."

Lyuka "won"… or rather, the air was of someone who, in thanks for the earlier deference shown her, took on the tedious task.

"Hundred-Cut is one of the Master traditions of this world… a 'manliness test,' sort of competition.

"You gather 100 Garumon and have sex with them.

"Until you make every last Garumon climax, the Master continues sex without sleep or rest, until physical stamina runs out and the erection can't be maintained…

"If HP hits 0, it's failure. That kind of competition.

"… Achieving this earns the medal 'Hundred-Cut Achieved.'"

"… Medal?"

"I didn't explain that, did I.

"In the system Evaluation page, there's an item called Medals. Please have a look."

Following her cue,

Pi, pi, I operated it too and…

"Oh, before I knew it, a row of medals."

• Otherworld Transfer, Year 299, 5th month

• Eora Champion, 2 successful defenses, Year 299, 6th to 8th months

• Seeds, Year 299, 9th month, C-Class Tournament winner

• Eclair Cup Slave Battle winner

• A-Class Tournament winner, Year 300, 3rd month

• S-Class Master, Year 300, 4th month

• Elite Course Achievement

• S-Class Best Record: 24th

• Attack Battle Success 1

• Demon General Solo Repulse 2

• Demon General Acquisition 2

• Belzebute Bloodline

• S-Class Best Record: 8th

• Attack Battle Success 3 (1)

• Dungeon Conquered 48

• Demon God Repulse 28

• Demon General Acquisition 2 (2)

• Demon General Solo Repulse 4 (2)

• Demon General Repulse 36

• Great Magical Beast Solo Repulse 8

• Great Magical Beast Repulse 39

From last year's nostalgic medals to the latest data, all lined up.

"Wow, there's a page like this! Interesting."

The footsteps I'd walked so far, recorded in a place like this.

Hee… yeah, this would make you want to collect lots of medals.

"Tapping shows details.

"… For Hundred-Cut, you can apparently see the ranks and names of the 100 Garumon you slept with at the time.

"The higher the total value, the more valuable the same Hundred-Cut medal is considered.

"Fergus is probably trying to raise his value."

Lyuka handled the explanation without embarrassment, calmly. It was a bit harsh content to make a girl explain.

Really, Fergus was one outrageous sexual-harassment idiot.

"Or perhaps he competes on the number of Hundred-Cut achievements. His challenge seems to be an annual tradition. Shall we look at Fergus's page?"

Ursula, perhaps thinking it cruel to let Lyuka do it all, added a supplement.

"You can see other people's medal pages?"

"If set to public, yes. The ★-marked parts of your medals are public information."

"I don't remember setting it public… does it become public on its own?"

"My apologies, Attack Battle Successes and Demon General/Demon God Acquisitions are, as the brilliant records of an S-Class Master, public by default.

"If you don't turn the public toggle OFF by the end of the Attack Battle, it stays public.

"This time, since the goal was to publicize that, I didn't specifically mention it."

"Got it. No need to apologize."

Let's see, from Roster → Public Figures → S-Class Master → Fergus, tap…

I could see his medal page too.

Sure enough,

"Hundred-Cut Achieved: 4 times"

was listed. Tapping showed the names and values of the 100 Garumon he'd slept with in a long row.

Total value: 502300. So average value 5023.

"… Fergus, that guy, calls himself the S-Class number-one virility, and apparently it really is something.

"Hundred-Cut isn't an easy medal to obtain. Aside from him, no current S-Class Master holds the Hundred-Cut medal, I believe."

"But an S-Class Master normally has HP 40, so if you can make them climax 2.5 times for each one ejaculation, you achieve it, right?

"… In that case I feel like I do it every night…"

"Well, thou art quite something thyself…

"But we open our hearts and enjoy thy caresses, wanting thee to feel good.

"If thou facest 100 women who don't come themselves but seriously try to make thee come, it's not so easy.

"Foiling a Hundred-Cut, after all, is the Garumon's honor in turn."

"I see… when you put it that way, I can't exactly say I could easily do 100."

If everyone went at me in earnest, I obviously wouldn't be able to hold out long.

Even now, if I didn't desperately endure, I'd ejaculate instantly and not have proper sex; I was holding out hard as it was.

"Thinking of it that way, he really is something."

"But, he's hardly assembled 100 top UR-Class like our companions, those of value 8000-plus, has he.

"If it were 100 average Garumon, thou…"

"… Eh, with average Garumon I might not get it up…"

SR-and-above girls were cute enough, but once you knew the top UR-Class girls, having sex with anything less was…

"I see…"

"… Hey, somehow the talk has shifted to me taking on Hundred-Cut.

"Either way, scraping together 100 girls just for that — I don't want to.

"When I do it, the best thing is loving sex with my beloveds.

"If I can't have that, I don't need a Hundred-Cut medal."

"The 100 Garumon for Hundred-Cut can be your own Garumon, apparently.

"So long as you order 'don't come yourself, make your master come,' Garumon won't go easy on you."

"Then, when thou hast 100 companions, give it a try.

"Done with thy beloved companions, surely it would be enjoyable."

So Ursula proposed.

"That's true. When that time comes, by all means."

100 people… could I really gather that many?

There was a song, "Can you make 100 friends," but a harem of 100?

That'd be quite the tale.

"Oh, and with Ursula joining me, the Belzebute Bloodline now gets discussed as mine.

"So this (2) and so on means the number I myself achieved within the Belzebute Bloodline?"

"Yes, that's right. Nobles inherit this medal generation after generation, adding their own achievements onto it, and pass it to the next generation…

"That serves as a noble's status."

"I see… so if I inherited Leonhardt-san's bloodline, that'd come crashing down on me… it's a heavy responsibility."

"Yes, exactly so."

So, the topic strayed, but…

Fergus's proposal was a frivolous matter, but the S-Class Masters didn't seem particularly put off by it.

For a Master to have strong sexual desire was a good thing in this world.

So Fergus's existence even seemed somewhat liked, unexpectedly.

In that case, "I'll lend out my own Garumon…" seemed to gain a few willing voices.

But for me, it was a bit… somehow, I just didn't like it.

Would you understand it — the subtle envy-grudge of an introvert towards riajuu sportsman types?

A coarse, rough brute, just because he plays sports, is wildly popular and adored.

… I sensed that aura from Fergus.

… Yeah, I was bad with rough, jock-type extrovert energy…

But this was just a baseless resentment, I mustn't direct hostility unfairly. Hold it back… so I was thinking, but…

"… Hey, how about it, Shaina Fervey. You join too. It's your chance to get back at me! Gahahaha!"

This bastard had just sexually harassed Shaina!

Shaina turned away — toward me — and didn't deal with him, but.

… That's right — in the S-Class ranking match two years ago, Shaina had been beaten by him and ravished in public.

What an envia— no, unforgivable.

To do something so awful to cute Shaina. Anger welled up at Fergus.

"How about the newbie too! That Kanan there, looks fiery, exactly my type! And of course Ursula's good too! Gahahaha!"

… So, in good cheer, he sent sexual harassment my way too.

"… What's with that guy…"

Kanan muttered, displeased.

… I understood. To him, this was probably a friendly remark.

By this world's manners, "your Garumon is attractive, I want to do her" wasn't impolite.

But "she's wasted on you, I'll have her" was past impolite — it was a complete declaration of war.

That was just the kind of person he was; he wasn't being impolite. But…

"My apologies, however…"

… All I could do was decline.

… The thing with Shaina, the just-now harassment, basically not his type.

I didn't like the guy, but there was no point picking a fight.

… I just declined.

"… Tch, what a boring guy.

"Are you bitter that my dick'll please her better than your pathetic one? Gahahaha!"

… Hghk, this guy…!

This was, even by this world's common sense, a complete insult.

"…!"

Ursula too rose to her feet in anger but managed to hold back… Because this was for me to say.

This couldn't be ignored.

Light insults, when read for atmosphere and ignored, might just pass through and end.

… But that wouldn't do. Too weak. Saying nothing would be taken as acceptance.

From now on it'd be: "It's fine to insult me." I'd be treated lightly by everyone.

… The start mattered. Well, you could also say "you should've spoken up sooner," when you'd been silent and they got smug — so saying anytime you'd decided to was fine.

In any case, what should be said should be said firmly. Otherwise you got looked down on.

"Fergus! That's rude! Just because I'm a newbie, are you making a fool of me!?"

I sharply scolded him. I was prepared for this to turn into a confrontation, but…

"Whoops, my apologies. Gahahaha! Now, forgive me!"

… This bastard apologized briskly. It really was just a casual remark on his part.

Tch, I didn't like the way he apologized, I could've bitten back further… but the apology, in form at least, did happen.

"… Tch!"

I clicked my tongue forcefully and sat down for now.

I crossed my arms and crossed my legs. I'd reined in my anger for now, but maintained the "still angry" pose.

But Fergus, paying me no mind, started directing the topic to other Masters.

… This was why ill-mannered extroverts pissed me off.

Didn't seem like he and I would get along. Not that I planned to try.

"I don't like that guy."

Shaina spoke to me in conversation mode, loud enough to be overheard.

"Me neither. We're like-minded."

"Yeah!"

It had become a chance to talk to Shaina, so that was good.

Thanks to Shaina, the irritation in my chest melted clean away.

… From the opposite side, I felt like Zeiros was burning with jealousy at me talking with Shaina, but I didn't care.

"… In that case, I'll put up our Rosalia."

At that moment, the atmosphere in the conference hall shifted. The earlier Calcas had spoken.

"… Gh…"

The cocky Fergus was at a loss for words.

"Fufufu, hey, Lord Fergus. Is this your first time really competing against me?

"The rumored sex-beast Fergus's stamina, I'd like to verify firsthand…

"Ufufufu. Surely you won't say 'don't participate'…? You love having sex with me, don't you…?"

Rosalia, with a sweet tone of voice, asked enchantingly.

"Oh, the winds have shifted, looks like."

"Spirit-Sucking Queen Rosalia. S-Class number 9 Calcas's ace Garumon, one of the strongest 24 Garumon.

"… That woman has, apparently, an ability specialized in draining men.

"Succubus Queen is a powerful class, but reportedly consumes magic power in great quantities, and she surrounds herself with many men, draining them daily for her livelihood. At the orgy venue too she's said to be like its mistress.

"The Garumon currently draining the most from men in the world is probably that Rosalia.

"… So the succubus Rosalia versus the sex-beast Fergus, in single combat.

"Well, it'd be quite a spectacle, that's the view."

So Ursula explained.

"Hoh ho… this'll be a spectacle…"

"No, no, against Rosalia. To win one-on-one is something already.

"A Hundred-Cut? That's beyond impossible."

"Then, shall we bet?"

"On failure, 10 million."

"On failure, 30 million."

"On failure, 50 million."

… Betting started. All on failure.

"No one's betting on success."

"…100 million on failure. Fergus himself will, of course, bet on success? You seem confident."

I jumped in with heckling on Fergus too, taking my opportunity.

… Hmph, fail and lose face.

I wouldn't be the one personally settling things… but if he failed ignominiously, my pent-up frustration would drain away.

Rosalia was the gaudy bitch type, not really my "want to have sex" type, so even if he succeeded I wouldn't feel jealous or take damage.

… However, the Garumon Fergus brought were gaudy-bitch sexy types, so they looked like a just-right fit for Fergus's preferences.

"… O-oh! Y-yeah, let's do it! On success, same amount! I-I'll take it!"

Ooooh…

Extroverts had their own unwritten rules about not killing the mood. Maybe they had it hard too.

"In that case, on failure, 50 million."

"I'll go 100 million too."

"Then I'll go 500 million."

Shaina launched her counterattack at the right moment too.

"Wait wait wait! I'll go bankrupt! Stop, no hundred-millions, please!"

Fergus's distress was on display too.

"Hah? If you win there's no problem, right? Do your best～"

Shaina was waving her hand languidly.

… I see, Fergus wasn't just a disagreeable guy, he was only a get-carried-away type. Probably not a truly bad guy at all.

Without picking and choosing, if you associated with him, he might unexpectedly be a pleasant guy.

Well, what he did to Shaina was unforgivable, so I didn't plan to associate amicably with him going forward.

Fergus's topic ended with Rosalia's participation decided.

When it was all over, it had actually been pretty fun.

… And finally… my turn.