Reward for Victory: Kishilia / Lizalind / Klara

"Well then, who's next…"

Just as I thought that, Kishilia quietly seated herself right beside me… In order of who liked me the most, perhaps?

From Kishilia, I'd been getting a vague sense of fondness toward me.

Of all of them, she was the one I'd fought the most during the other day's field battle, so it wouldn't be wrong to say a kind of friendship had sprouted between us.

The same went for Moruna-chan.

"… Naoto. I have already accepted you. I wish to have sex with you."

… And so, in those simple terms, she said it.

"That, of course, I want too."

But I'd also have liked something a little more… a romantic exchange, building up our feelings first…

… Well, that mysterious brown hair. With Kishilia's somehow mystical beauty, even if you just left it alone, romantic feelings would naturally well up.

For me, the moment I thought she's beautiful, the start of love might already have been set…

For someone like me who only wanted to embrace girls he loved, that ease of falling for someone was actually a blessing.

"What's good about me?"

"As I said, I acknowledge your strength. The previous battle, and this time as well… I lost twice.

"Normally I would already have been embraced twice.

"… And, Moruna has taken to you. Someone a Magical Beast takes to is a good person."

Aah, so that was the sort of thing, like being liked by animals.

"… The Magical Beast Princess, huh… I'm very interested in you too, Kishilia."

I touched her hand. Soft, with slender, supple fingers… so very beautiful.

"As long as she's with me, she can't go searching for new monsters in monster territory.

"… I had been wanting to entrust Kishilia to a trustworthy Master who could take her into monster territory.

"With Naoto, I can leave Kishilia to you.

"Your battle compatibility surely isn't bad either, so go ahead and check your physical compatibility properly too."

That was Griera's recommendation.

Kishilia lay naked on the bed.

White… snow-white skin. Her body was slim overall, with only her breasts unbalancedly large.

That said, she wasn't scrawny; she was nicely fleshed out, firm yet soft and moist.

Sawa…

Smooth skin. Like white porcelain, soft as melting snow.

And… her breasts were softly breast-soft.

"Nn, ha, aah…"

Kishilia panted sweetly. Her panting was modest and quiet, but she was clearly feeling it.

Her slightly cool skin grew damp with sweat.

From the cleft between her thighs, like a small flower blooming in the snow, lewd juices flowed steadily out.

Proof of her self-declaration that she wanted to have sex with me.

Even so, what a beautiful girl… like a spirit, like a faerie… though when I thought that, specific images of my companions came to mind.

But indeed, in beauty she lost out to none of them.

Truly, to be told by such a beautiful girl that she wanted to have sex with me… my life really had become something completely different from before.

Of course, that was because I'd properly won.

Win, win, and keep winning. If I did, splendid rewards like this would follow.

Once again… I would humbly receive.

Chupu, zupu…

Since she was slim, I'd assumed she'd be the tight type, but unexpectedly, hers was the thick, clinging sort of omanko.

The folds were many-layered, sucking jururu onto me, and unbearable pleasure surged up.

"Ah, aah, nn, haaah… b-big… Naoto…"

Kishilia moaned.

Both of us soaked in sweat, we steadily devoured pleasure together.

Kishilia seemed to be feeling it too, her hips moving in a nice rhythm.

… She was on the emotionless side, so I'd been a little worried her reactions might be poor. That was rude of me.

It felt very, very good.

"It feels… really good, Kishilia…"

"I… feel good too."

But somehow, there was something about her that calmed the heart. Maybe it was her quiet, gentle voice that put me at ease.

Thanks to that, I could savor Kishilia's pleasure unhurriedly…

Aah, somehow, it had a deep feel to it. Where I usually went with youth and momentum, I was naturally having grown-up sex.

It wasn't that it didn't feel good, but for some reason, ejaculation was taking time.

Ah, this… when I came, it would hit super hard… I had a guess, at least, from past experience.

But well, no reason to slow down or stop.

I just kept my hips moving.

Bit by bit the pleasure mounted, like climbing a slope, ascending, squeezing toward the peak, to the limit…

"Ah, aaah…"

"Nn, ha, ah, aaah…!"

At the end, Kishilia clamped down tight on me.

"…!!"

Dokkun!

In that instant, I burst clean through. Like a dam giving way, several times my usual quantity of semen was discharged all at once.

"Au, ah, aaaah…!"

Crap, my reason was being carried off…

My head went pure white, I couldn't think of anything, and just kept pouring semen doku-doku into her…

Dosa…

… Just one round, and this was the result…

Limp, I collapsed on top of Kishilia.

Hmm, I'd thought I was pretty strong at sex, but… I was no match for Kishilia, was I?

When I looked at her face… Kishilia too had her eyes rolled back white, unconscious.

She'd climaxed quite deeply, and apparently couldn't endure it.

The lukewarm sensation on my belly… she'd lost bladder control as well, it seemed.

It really did seem she was just naturally good at it, not at all experienced or skilled at wringing a man out.

… Just a sheltered young lady, was the impression.

"… That was so good, Kishilia."

I kissed her. Even unconscious, she gave me a faint smile in return… or so it felt.

Now then, with the remaining two, my affection-rating still seemed low.

But first, I was worried about Lizalind, who looked downcast. I tried calling out to her.

"Lizalind. Wins and losses are just the way of the world; not really something to worry about, I think…"

"… Am I… weak?"

Lizalind asked me anxiously.

"No, that's not it. Even if it's once-only, it's a super-massive-damage 8-hit combo, right?

"There's no way you're weak. Your opponent was just bad luck."

"In the Kanan match, I shaved off 8 shields, which was fine, but after that I was tossed around by teleports and could barely land a hit… and I was overwhelmed by Adelia and the others…

"In a match I'd held back for, I got beaten to a pulp by Suzanne… Go ahead and laugh at me…"

Lizalind sulked.

"Even leaving aside the elemental disadvantage… Suzanne is the strongest Seraph, and a whole lot of things out of spec, so."

"… In the end I'm just…"

"Aagh, enough, no more sulking!"

I suddenly pushed Lizalind down.

"Eh…"

"With breasts this fantastic, with a body this voluptuous… and a cute face on top of that, there's no reason for you to lose your confidence.

"For now, make me ejaculate, and get your confidence as a woman back."

With that absurd reasoning, I kissed Lizalind.

Lizalind obediently extended her tongue and entwined it with mine.

… Grayish, dusky skin with pink nipples. Lizalind's body was incredibly erotic.

And what a size, on top of that. Just shy of Leone-level super-jugs, splendidly large.

For a breast-elite with breasts this erotic to be calling herself weak, the girls who weren't would get angry.

I gathered Lizalind's nipples to the center of both breasts and sucked them simultaneously.

"Nguh, nn, ah, aaaah… b-both my breasts, like that, n-haaaaah…!"

Biku, bikun!

Lizalind seemed extremely sensitive in her breasts.

"… See, you have such fantastic breasts. They're the best, Lizalind's breasts…"

"U-uu… t-true, my breasts are something I'm proud of, but stiiill…"

"You've got something even more to be proud of? … Indeed. What a voluptuous, wonderful butt.

"Could it be… I should have high hopes for your omanko too?"

"… O-of course, my omanko is… the best!"

I'd thought I was being forceful, but she'd perked up a little.

In that case, just like this…

I positioned my towering penis and…

slowly inserted.

"…!?"

Whoa, amazing, hot! It clamped down! It coiled around me! W-what was this, an incredible top-grade omanko!

I'd been thinking of ejaculating early to give her some confidence; how stupid of me.

If I didn't desperately endure this, I'd cum too hard and end up the one finished off…!

Doku, doku, doku!

I held on desperately, but couldn't endure at all and ejaculated easily.

"Ah, ah, aaah… nn, ha, ah… y-you put out a lot…

"Th-thanks, Naoto… To cheer me up, you ejaculated this fast for me…

"You're kind, you…"

Lizalind got the wrong idea and praised me. No, this was the result of desperate endurance… I couldn't honestly say that aloud.

"… Thanks, I'm cheered up. As long as we're at it, please enjoy my body. Griera says it's the best, totally satisfied with it… Do me lots."

Gyuuuu!

Lizalind wrapped her legs around me, clung to me, and on top of that ground her hips with even more passion. A passionate motion…!

"Look, swing your hips… if you do, it'll feel even better, see…"

Guri, guri, guri…

To Lizalind's motion…

Doku, doku, doku!

Even though I'd barely moved, I was made to ejaculate easily.

"… Huh, surprisingly… fast. Or are you still trying to cheer me up?

"… You can stop holding back already.

"Then this time I'll be on top…"

With that, Lizalind pushed me down and got on top.

And then…

Zupu, zupu, zupu…

She gave me a fierce piston motion.

"Haa, ah, aah, amazing, good, it's good, Naoto… S-see. It wasn't that I was weak… it was that you were strong, right. R-right… So… I'll cheer up.

"Not just Griera but Naoto too, if you'd train me… I can become even stronger than I am now.

"Right…?"

Lizalind was saying something nice, but I had no margin to answer.

Doku, doku, doku! Helplessly, I was made to cum.

"Ha, aah, ah… fufu, ejaculation in place of an answer, huh. You really are a strange one…"

She was misunderstanding and being satisfied with it, but… maybe I was just weak to Lizalind's body.

What was this. With no recourse, I kept being made to cum…

Telling myself I couldn't go on like this, this time I thrust desperately, and thrust…

"Ha, ah, aaah…! I'm cumming, cumming, cumming!"

Doku, doku, doku!

"Aaaaaah…!"

Biku, bikun…!

Finally, I'd made her climax… but I'd absolutely been made to cum a moment earlier.

I'd just managed to bring her over with the pleasure of the ejaculation…

Wow, four matches and a total loss.

… I'd had baseless confidence that I might unexpectedly be strong at sex, but…

It might have been a misunderstanding.

In contrast to Lizalind, who'd completely recovered her confidence, I was the one about to lose mine.

Last was Klara, but… my points of contact with her were a little thin.

It was doubtful whether she had enough affection toward me to be embraced.

"… I have not yet acknowledged you. It is true that I lost the contest. That, I shall respect. But, if you truly desire from your heart to embrace me, it is too premature now."

Klara's words matched my own perception.

"… Understood. Then for now I'll give up. From here on, let's slowly deepen our relationship and come to love each other someday."

"… Wait. To give up is unreasonable, surely! Of the four women in love with you, am I to be left behind alone… what on earth am I supposed to do!"

… Well, fair enough.

"… In other words, woo this me until I become so inclined; that is what I am saying."

"I see, my apologies."

If that was how it was, then allow me to woo you.

… That said, what on earth did "wooing" even mean? Up until now, when I'd brought a girl to sex, what had I been doing?

Basically, I'd been a wimp, passive, going along with the flow, was the feeling I had…

I looked anew at Klara.

A blonde, blue-eyed beautiful young princess like a French doll. Her features were beautiful, with big round eyes and somehow a slightly Western face.

But to a Japanese person, she was simply, unaffectedly, a lovable, splendid beautiful girl.

The very picture of a European princess. Well, since she was a princess, that was only natural.

"… Once again, you're beautiful, Klara."

Just spoken on the spur of the moment, but…

No matter how you cut it, she must have heard a line like that a heap of times.

Wasn't there some more wonderful flowery language?

… But, more than I'd expected, Klara's cheeks had flushed red. Huh, even with a simple line like that, she was happy?

I'd thought she'd get angry, something like spare me the obvious.

"Klara is very beautiful. Your hair is beautiful. Your beautiful blonde hair… and that headband is nice. Cute.

"Your eyebrows are beautiful too… your eyes are beautiful. Eyes beautiful as sapphires… no, more beautiful than sapphires.

"It's no use, this blue beauty, I can't put it into words.

"Your nose is high but doesn't assert itself too much, a wonderful balance. I love this kind of nose shape.

"And your mouth too. Of course it's well-formed, but it looks soft and beautiful. The line of your jaw and your slender neck are wonderful too.

"And your shoulders are nice. The line of your collarbone is good too. From your upper arms…

"Aah, but of course, your breasts. Your breasts are good.

"Big, and on top of that the shape is perfect… aah, beautiful.

"The slender curve of your waistline is perfect, your hip line well-proportioned… and your legs are slim but firmly fleshed, a perfect balance, I think. The line of your thighs, narrowing tightly at the knee, the shape of your calves beautiful, tapering down to the ankle… and the shape of your feet is beautiful too. Even your nails are beautiful.

"And your fingers are beautiful too."

I just plainly praised her from head to toe. Unimaginative even by my own standards, I thought, but…

Klara's cheeks were unexpectedly slack with pleasure.

"S-so, sso… so, that is. If you go that far, that far… t-then I shall deign to show you my jewel-like skin!"

With surprising readiness, Klara peeled off one layer of her dress.

"Ooh…"

An unwitting sigh of admiration escaped me.

Big breasts… and the nipples at their tips were, as expected of her beauty, pink in color…

"Aah… truly, you're beautiful, Klara… big breasts… beautiful pink nipples… truly, charming, splendidly beautiful… aah, geez… truly beautiful."

The poverty of my own vocabulary made me ache.

But…

For some reason Klara was looking enraptured. Eh, was this princess all right? Wasn't she just a bit too easy…?

"… W-well, we-well, it can't be helped… i-if you go that far… I shall… strip off everything for you…"

With that, Klara unfastened her garter belt and peeled off her stockings…

And on top of that, peeled off her panties for me too.

Beautiful golden fur came into view.

"… Oh… beautiful… truly… beautiful…"

Unable to bear it, I reached out my hand to Klara…

and was touching her.

"Ah, aah…"

Klara didn't shake the hand off.

I gently touched her breasts, and as I did… softly drew her into my embrace and laid her on the bed.

"Ha, ah, aah…"

"… Can I… kiss you?"

"…! I-it can't… be helped…"

Chu, rero, kuchu, chu…

I kissed Klara firmly.

Klara properly responded to that ardent kiss.

"… W-well… n-not bad, surely. For a Master of your stature to be so deferential to me, a Garumon… I-I am satisfied."

"Eh, deferential…? I just stated the obvious.

"I'm not being deferential at all?"

"…!?"

When I said that, Klara turned bright red.

"Forbidden, anything more is forbidden…! On the contrary… it's too embarrassing…!"

?

What did that mean?

"Klara is weak to praise.

"… The Masters of this world, almost all of them, take it for granted that Garumon obey orders, and hardly any would think to praise one.

"Thanks to that, she'd earned the bad reputation as the impregnable princess who could absolutely never be made an ally, and despite getting recruited for her beauty, she became the infamous princess who got fired over and over.

"When I made B-Class, hearing that bad reputation made me want to bring her in no matter what.

"Well, even I didn't have much trouble.

"Calling something cute that's cute, that's just the obvious thing."

Griera added.

… I see, if she'd been properly praised, the path to becoming an ally would've opened, but the high-handed other Masters hadn't been able to do that.

In that respect Griera was solid.

I, too, had luckily managed to hit Klara's sweet spot properly.

Then, no holding back. I kissed Klara, kneaded her breasts…

made her nipples stand up.

"Haa, haa, aah…"

Klara had completely opened her body to me. She showed me a beautiful slit dripping nectar.

"… Beautiful…"

"Th-that's enough, praising is forbidden! If you praise me any more… something will become of me."

"Eh, but Klara is cute, so…"

"Aah, geez, geez…"

Klara was very troubled. She really was cute!

"… Griera's tastes are truly fine. Splendid."

"Right!"

Griera and I came to a firm understanding.

I kissed her again and again, whispered cute, beautiful…

No, it just slipped out so easily. Because she really was cute and beautiful. I was just honestly putting into words what I was thinking.

If that made her happy… this wasn't easiness; you might even call it "a good fit."

That what I could naturally do made her happy.

Klara fully spread her legs and took the position to receive me.

I aimed my penis at Klara's cleft and… inserted.

"Ah, aaah… it feels… so good. It's good, soft, clamping down tight, aah… feels good…"

"Th-that's enough… praising is forbidden, I tooold you…! Naoto… feels good as well! My insides are all full of Naoto…!"

"Fufu, Klara is praising me too. Aah geez, you're cute, Klara, Klara…"

"Aaah… Naoto, Naotooo, it's good, feels good, it's good…! Aah, I-I'm cumming…!"

"Klara…!"

Doku, doku, doku!

"Aaaaah…!"

I'd managed to ejaculate with the timing properly matched. I'd given Klara a nicely deep climax.

… She had that weakness to praise, after all. When I wanted to make her feel it, whispering cute or wonderful obviously deepened it.

I'd been able to make her cum properly and well.

… I felt a little reassured.

Riding the momentum, once more. And once more…

I made Klara climax over and over, until her hips gave out completely and she couldn't stand.

"Oh dear…"

"Well, with this, my comrades and I are all yours, Naoto.

"… From here on, this Griera and her group will dedicate body and soul to you.

"Use us for whatever."

With that, Griera knelt and lowered her head.

Like a knight serving a king…

"… Thank you, Griera.

"Then I want you to formally become my knight. Of course, your actual treatment will be the same as a comrade, but…

"Strictly speaking, your comrades won't be my direct comrades, but comrades through Griera, which I think is best.

"But, when needed, I'd like to be able to put you in my party, or entrust my comrades to you."

"In that case, that would be a Plenipotent Knight. Treatment is roughly equivalent to a Sub-Master.

"Contract Knight… missions are negotiated each time. If satisfied with conditions like compensation, the knight follows orders. The shallowest relationship.

"Vassal Knight… the knight must obey the master's orders, but the Garumon need not.

"They can refuse an order to let the master embrace a Garumon.

"Slave Knight… both the knight and the Garumon must completely obey the master's orders. However, no editing of formations is possible.

"There's no right to take comrades.

"Plenipotent Knight… treatment roughly equivalent to a Sub-Master. Free editing of formations is also possible.

"The knight tiers are these four. It is possible to attach various other conditions, such as setting time limits, but broadly speaking it is as above.

"Previously, what Haru-san became was also a Plenipotent Knight.

"Of course, if you become the Plenipotent Knight of an untrustworthy master, even if all your Garumon are taken away and you're dismissed, you have no grounds for complaint.

"Griera, even so, do you wish to become Naoto Akai's Plenipotent Knight?"

"Yes, I'll become Naoto's Plenipotent Knight."

Griera so declared.

And then…

I felt as if a chain of contract bound itself to Griera as well.

In the system display, in the up-until-now empty Knights column… well, Haru had been registered there once.

In the Knights column, Griera's name was registered.

… Oh, I could now see all the stats of Griera and her comrades!

When I tapped on Kishilia, I could see the stats of the four monsters she had with her too.

So monsters, unlike Garumon, could only have up to 4 skills, huh. There was probably some inconvenience there, but…

But strong! No, the monsters were terrifyingly strong… I really had managed to win.

… They'd be removed from the Friends column, but treated nearly as comrades, and I could send messages directly from the shallow screen.

"From here on, please take care of me, Griera."

"Yeah, take care of me, Naoto."

Griera and I shook hands once again.

And so, a reliable, and on top of that erotic and cute, splendid knight had become my comrade.