Chapter 43

Day 1 since entering the gnomes’ warren…

The gnomes have been good to us, though everyone sees this as a temporary arrangement. They made sure we knew this was temporary several times.

But once again it somehow came down to money. We weren’t staying here for free it seems. It was going to cost us. That made me sick until I realized it might just work…

I had to haggle it out with the gnome elder again today and was grateful that I’d already learned from Fox Girl some of the money system and range for certain prices though I was far from being an expert. We’d both had to think about some of the issues over night too.

They’ve agreed to ‘discount’ us for helping them work in their caverns mining ore and mushrooms. I also found they have an underground lake deep further down, which they grow and harvest a special type of moss from to make food. That must be why their food also tastes so bad too. They also use the moss for ensuring there is enough oxygen too of all things. Of course helping them mine and farm is rent not something we get the benefits for. But at least it’s safe here.

But working off some of the rent will be tallied by real work done, not pretended work done. Some of the people in our group have never worked real jobs before. And I suspect Steve, the gnome elder, probably has some inkling about people that aren’t adults not being the best workers already; he’s not stupid.

But if we stayed would we be serfs later on? It was unsaid and neither of us wanted to bring it up yet.

This activity was one of the most baffling things of all that I learned.

We also learned they made and used special kinds of weird little lamps that they carried around which had hives of glowy bugs inside of glass globes that contained them. The glowy bugs also were fed some types of plants that were grown in the farms, and then kept thriving in the hive lamps similar to a more stable carry-able version of a beehive, except for they were some kind of special glowy fire flies.

The gnomes farm underground. It sounds totally unbelievable but it’s true. If we hadn’t busted through their ceiling then we’d have never found them. They also seemed to think it was cheaper in the long run to help us rather than kill us for breaking in their warren.

That gave me the chills, because it meant they’d considered that as an option too. They were heavily armed at least for the gnome elders and their guards. A lot of the men were also always armed too with weapons that were also double duty as mining or farming implements.

That raised questions about why even though their cave system was supposedly safe.

Back to farming…I didn’t know that a lot of types of lichen and moss on rocks and things are edible. That doesn’t mean they taste good however.

The gnomes also made sure we had a proper education and that we wouldn’t wreck stuff in the farm area or clear out the wrong type of ‘weeds’. I suppose it shouldn’t surprise me that there are underground types of weeds too.

They drilled it into our heads as a group what types of mushrooms to keep, which can be edible and which are not, and to be extremely careful since an underground ecosystem is a tricky balance for their farming activities.

Its an interesting lesson.

It was like a field trip to a medieval factory in a way with us being its new applicants.

The lesson went as follows…

Usage of moss and lichens;

-Some types of both can be used for wound dressings.

-dried miss is very flammable

-Moss can be waterproof

-Insulator

-Camouflage

-Certain types are edible

-Can be used to filter water

-Following moss and where it grows can help to know where water is

We were shocked.

Who knew that moss had all kinds of survival usage! After several hours we were really thoroughly indoctrinated into the gnomes efficient program. It was interesting to the sorting process and efficiency they used. They also had marking programs and bins for telling how much to harvest and when. They further broke stuff down by type and species.

But every little bit helped. If moss could be eaten then couldn’t there also be types of grass that were edible too if we had to live on the surface? There were a ton of things we’d seen every day back home that we suddenly found could be used for other things too. I was learning to think different and how to be different in this world.

Of course the gnomes reminded us that all the ore found in the warren belongs to them, not to the workers in the mining areas. But we were assured that if we work with them peacefully they’ll take care of us for awhile. When someone asked why they were strict about this the gnome elders explained how they send a certain quota of it to the dwarves in exchange for things they need from the dwarves. They don’t even get much for themselves after all the costs from the cavern guards that it takes to keep their colony alive.

“Wow, their whole system is really organized!” Asakura said.

“You are OK with that?” I was surprised.

She nodded.

Steve overheard us talking, as he’d been checking on us lately in addition to checking on his own people. “I guess on Earth you’d probably call it like a kibbutz.”

“Eh? Really?” I thought about it. I suppose it was pretty close to a kibbutz in a way.

Kibbutz living was a group cooperation system. I wonder if it’d really work with humans though without problems interfering. Everyone works and helps out. But it requires people to be responsible.

Later the hard part of the day was dealing with the wounded. The gnomes helped with that and it turns out that they were able to help nullify the poisons in some of the orc arrow wounds and help with treating wounds. Not all the orc weapons had poisons, but some of the arrows did. They were also able to do moss poultices, but only after proving we could do it first on our own as a condition. They made us practice and do it on our own after showing us how. Then they made a point to show they could do it better than us after that.

Gnomes are weird. They have their pride in their own way I guess.

It seems both gnomes and dwarves prize independence and work.

We also got everyone sorted out into little camps and each camp into further work units to do different chores.

Akimoto and his group was a camp. We were a camp with my team. There was also a girl gang now almost having sprouted over night and they were a good majority of the survivors, which had suddenly formed to defend and make their own safe place. I wasn’t sure what to make of this. Naturally they were led by the earth manipulator girl and were trying to take care of their own but in the process tried to snatch up all the cool girls for support and anybody useful.

A gnome community has a ton of different chores it seems. Even just something simple like making clothes they have a lot of diversity for collecting thread from some kind of underground plant, then sifting and sorting it, then processing it into batches to process into threat, and then finally putting the thread on spindles so that older weaver gnome women can weave it into a loom and process that it into the overalls and trousers.

We were shocked by how much there was to do. But the main idea was that the food production unit had the most laborers, and after that the ore finding mining units had the next most based on the fact that the gnomes traded the ore with the dwarves for products to help them survive underground.

That also left a few stragglers of some guys together that seemingly had a look like they expected they’d die soon and had no hope in their eyes. Or perhaps that was coming from the girls splitting off on their own?

I didn’t have a good feeling about the girl group going off on their own. It seemed very reckless.

Later in the day it was confirmed that the gangster girl Saiya, and one of her aides tried to recruit Yumi, and Rina to be on a separate team.

I’m not happy with the attempted poaching.

Of course, it initially started with them trying to defend Yumi and Rina from my sexual deviancy and offering protection. They’d already heard the stories that I’d forced Sensei down at least three times in a night. But they believed she had Stockholm Syndrome after she kept turning them down from trying to save her from my aggressiveness.

I slapped my forehead in frustration while hiding behind a rock column.

Seriously? This again?! I’d already explained to the whole group of survivors several times that I didn’t push Sensei down three times.

At least no one had attacked me yet…but I don’t know. I was getting a lot of ugly looks lately. Asakura is just so glamorous that people would easily sign up to defend her without checking out the facts.

Some had blatantly asked if I meant it was four times instead of three when I’d denied everything. I was so upset I didn’t answer right away.

At any rate it’s been very hard to clear up Rina’s misunderstandings. She of course says she’d let me spank her for punishment. But it seems wrong somehow. Something in her eyes said she’d enjoy it too much. It was getting harder and harder to get people to believe me too.

The girl gang representatives then talked with Yumi and Rina for some time while I was biding my time.

I wasn’t supposed to know about it and had been coming back from the bath area the gnomes had set up for us; (which was extremely cold). Thankfully the gnomes lent us some overalls to use for farm clothes, which we could use while washing our normal clothes while bathing and letting them dry over a special type of drying oven they used, since living underground makes it hard to get your clothes dry in.

So now there I was hiding behind a rock column in gnome clothes suddenly not wanting them to know I was coming back.

Yumi wanted to go with the girl group, which shocked me as I overheard it. She was a bit too loud about it. I didn’t like that she was pushing Rina a bit too much and at one point considering coming out to yell at them. She stood up for herself though and put Yumi back in her place.

What the hell? Hadn’t we kept her alive until she found that shield ability? Being in the gnome warren didn’t make them safe enough to make me and Akira expendable either. What were they thinking?!

I had to restrain myself for thinking she was a traitor and wanting to go in there and yell at her still. My heart was pounding though as I realized it wasn’t a given that the others would suddenly stay with me. They were choosing their own lives after all. They would go with what they thought best. I also hadn’t thought Yumi pitted against myself would be a foreseeable problem in the future.

Don’t panic; don’t panic…what if they poach my whole team? My fear grew thinking about it. If Akimoto poached Akira and others at the same time the gangster girl poached the girls it would be hell and leave me out to dry.

But if Yumi was leaning towards an attraction to girls of course she would want to go there. It totally made sense. I didn’t realize how much of a yuri lesbian fascination she had this whole time…and Rina was very pretty drawing at her constantly without realizing it. It was just overlooked sometimes because I wasn’t into going after my cousin, and she hadn’t grown much in the boob department yet.

But I didn’t think Rina had the same fascination that Yumi did with other girls. Rina had always had a good relationship with me and our dad too and just made people happy with being nice and playful. So I don’t think she realized the full extent of everything that was going on. Did she even suspect it even a little though? She also seemed more like a prankster than someone malicious too.

Rina turned her down to my relief after they got into it for awhile a second time. Pleading and sweet talking ensued to try to get her to change her mind; they were mistaking her for someone weak it seemed. Rina wasn’t weak at all, was stronger than I thought she was; but just a good genuine person that was kind to others. In real life people sometimes thought that meant weak or childish.

Thank you Rina! Because you took a stand, I’m not down two people from my team!

Yumi kept trying to get her to go there yet again. It continued for some time looking like it was going to be a third round, but I wanted to see what Rina would choose. I was further shocked by how badly Yumi wanted this. She was pleading desperately to the point of tears.

That made me want blood; to women tears are a weapon after all.

Did that mean Yumi wanted a yuri lesbian harem with other girls too? Wasn’t it enough for her to be with Rina with the rest of us? I didn’t have a good feeling about this. There was no logical reason for that to occur.

My moments of despair were growing until suddenly…

Then I heard someone being slapped hard, even from how far off I was it had a nice ‘patsh’ sound.

“Ouch, what was that for?!” Yumi cried out. She was instantly not crying. Yep, she just proved my tears are a weapon theory.

“That’s for betraying me and Shun,” I heard Rina say.

No way! Rina slapped her?!

“Eh? I didn’t betray you. Shun betrayed you instead,” she said.

“The hell he did! Shun wouldn’t ever betray me! If you say that then...I don’t know if I can ever trust you!” Rina cursed and spat venomously. Seriously she was starting to sound imbalanced.

“Oh come on, I’m the one that wants to be with you. Wouldn’t it be better to be with a mature woman and not to have to worry about birth control? My boobs are finally grown out enough to be appealing!” Yumi said, frustrated.

“Eewww gross. I’m not into girls! Shun didn’t betray me. Saying that is sacrilege,” Rina said acting scandalized.

“But he’s trying to be with Sensei isn’t he? If that isn’t betraying you what is?” Yumi asked expecting an explanation.

“Th-that’s just….because…” she was searching for the right words desperately. “He’ll like me more than her soon. It’s just because I’m a little flat and still haven’t had my true growth spurt yet.”

“Just a little flat? More like a lot…” Yumi was starting to say but then Rina interrupted. I heard the sound of someone getting hit.

“Ouch!” Yumi cried out.

“If you finish that sentence, you will get hurt.”

“But you hit me anyways even though I stopped!” Yumi protested.

“That’s for the next time so you’ll remember your place,” Rina explained it smoothly like a dictator.

“Ah right. *Cough* Uh, well Asakura must have implants. There’s no other explanation for that monster size. There’s no way those things could be real. So she cheated right? If she cheated then they don’t count,” Yumi reasoned.

“Hmm, I suppose that could be true. Surgery doesn’t count as real right?” Rina also thoughtfully reasoned. “But how do you know if they are real? I have to prove it to Shun that I’m better than she is.”

“Well if you let me I’ll show you,” Yumi started to say.

“Uh…I-I’m not ready for that yet,” Rina countered.

“Please! It can be fast!”

“NO!”

“But it’s true they can’t be real and be that size right?” Yumi encouraged again.

Hmm that got me wondering too while I listened in. Were Sensei’s real? I’d thought they were real before, but did girls know about these kinds of things more than the boys did?

Maybe … it was risky asking but…maybe just possibly I could ask Akira in private about this issue.

“Ah Yumi, I knew there was a reason I let you be my friend! Your right! She did cheat!” Rina said energetically.

“Cheaters never prosper right?” Yumi sounded like she’d just gained a lead.

“But I’ll need to figure out how to grow them. There must be things you can do to make them bigger. I’m sure of it! I won’t give up!” Rina said.

“Oh I know a way,” Yumi jumped in a little bit too fast and sounded a bit like an ahegao character.

“Ew, I don’t know if I trust you with that look on your face,” Rina sounded a bit scared. “Know your place fool.”

Rina then surprised them by telling them how awesome Akira and I were, and that I was more valuable than he was and how lucky they were to have us; that nearly made me cry from happiness. I had felt pretty unappreciated until hearing that while I listened, hiding in the shadows.

They didn’t go away right away but tried again.

Then Rina told them she’d die without my help.

That closed the door on negotiations. Yumi didn’t have a way to counter that one.

“Of course you had better fix that misunderstand you tricked me into,” Rina said.

“What? Ackk! That wasn’t my fault, you did that,” Yumi sounded like she was losing.

“Yeah, but I got tricked into it because of you, and it caused a loss of face with my Shun. With no parents around to be responsible for, as long as no other women come along he will have to naturally come to me,” she argued back. “What if I can’t keep him to myself because of the damage you caused?”

EH?!

WTF!

There was no way I was going down that road! That stupid kid…dammit I’d have to smack some sense into her. Shit. I needed to maybe stay away from her for awhile. I didn’t realize she was this far into her delusions. I realized I was also sweating from stress.

Rina had some pretty strong feelings that shouldn’t be going this way!

There was no freaking way I was going to corrupt Rina! I better also take precautions to make sure Yumi didn’t give her some shitty ideas about natural boob enhancement too in order to try to fondle her boobs.

And the main problem too, why the hell was she so into adult stuff? I thought she was so innocent!

“Sorry,” Yumi pleaded.

But she didn’t know that Rina wasn’t really quick at forgiving. She’d likely have the silent treatment for days.

For a few seconds, the silence confirmed that she didn’t respond to Yumi.

But I couldn’t rest just yet; there were too many things to do.

After they left I greeted them several minutes later, not coming back too quickly.

Then I went to meet with the gnome elders to deal with the wound problems. They’d agreed to cooperation on this earlier to make sure we could get as many people surviving as possible.

The worst of the wounds we had to deal with was the kid with the crushed arm. The gnomes could only help with parts of that and not do the parts I could, but I also couldn’t fix the bone break to get a clean bone amputation like they could. At first I wondered if he’d make it, but they were able to smoothen out the bone break, and sew up the wound. But they’d had mining accidents before and had tools for this sort of thing. They had to burn the wound shut though so he wouldn’t bleed to death and I couldn’t heal fast or strong enough to prevent that either.

And no my heal spell is probably never going to be good enough to re-grow him a new arm. In fact I didn’t believe it ever would even if it got my strength maxed out. The concept of heal was to reconnect tissues and close wounds, but I hadn’t seen anything to think it could regenerate something from nothing.

The screaming was awful but hours later the kid was passed out and had been restrained so he didn’t hurt himself. We believed he would live but still only have one arm. All the screaming was emotionally exhausting and my ears were ringing for a long time afterwards.

So it turned into a blend of sewing him up with needle and thread and a small bit of magic.

I had to take turns resting up and burning out heals and taking care of Rina’s treatment.

It turns out despite having some earth magic that the gnomes didn’t have a healer here, but they did tell me the dwarves might have someone with ability like mine. That was useful for future notes about the dwarves having a healer. It might mean the chance for having a mentor?

We started with the tennis champion girl, and the kid with the crushed arm.

I literally was pumping out heals at a rate of one per hour average. We had to slow and rest every chance in between to try to get mana back. And my strength is growing with my mana pool too! Although I say that as an average, we’d do spurts of anywhere from two to four at a time and then I’d go take naps to get rid of the lethargic condition and crushing exhaustion.

That’s not that great though in terms of area and improvement of the tissue compared to what was left to do. It wasn’t enough to do any good.

The tennis champion girl wasn’t actually the worst case, but it was the best chance for a return for getting someone who could potentially fight well and have a good future to help us. I still hadn’t dealt with the defender kid’s wounded arm, who was a soccer player. Plus there were three other wounded people that if I didn’t get on top of within the next day or so, the gnome elder said they would surely fester and create sickness which could lead to a terminal condition. Those would have to wait till tomorrow, but couldn’t wait longer than that.

Akira and Akimoto were a bit pushy now hoping for me to only heal people with war potential first. This nearly caused an argument between them and the gnome elder too. I could understand their argument to a point, but I had to put people who would die first and then sort of juggle the others together.

But this did end up working to my benefit in gaining a lot of favor with the gnome elders. After all getting old means they understood how awful pain was and how cool healing is.

I was surprised though that Asakura late in the day suggested not letting me alone with Akimoto or his aides. She feared they’d steal me and hide me away under their cover somewhere and that they’d never see me again.

But what did that mean about what we’d talked about earlier? I was afraid to bring it up.

What had brought that up making her worry about losing me to Akimoto? Did they know something? Would they try anything? Had she seen or overheard something to make them think this?

But after a full day of charging heals I managed to get the tennis champions arrow wound healed up after close to twelve small heals, while alternating every other heal with her and the other kid. Tennis champion girl couldn’t keep her mouth shut, and the other kid was too sick and too close to death to do much to help. It seemed like painstaking labor of flesh welding, similar to how a welder welds metal going over the spot and stopping to check often.

I felt useless however because of how slow it was. Twelve heals to get rid of an arrow wound?! That’s terrible. It’s true that the arrow had done a lot of tissue damage by entering the forearm nearly parallel at an angle close to the forearm but that meant I had a lot of way to go.

It was very discouraging.

In a real battle it meant I would always be behind and not able to keep up.

But what was I thinking, we had been in a real battle…

Asakura did encourage me though, making me realize a wound like that would be so bad that without a surgery room or ER and no modern medicine would surely fester and might take months to heal, possibly with needing amputation or death resulting from gangrene.

Very quickly suddenly I was in demand and everyone knew I was a magic class by the end of the day.

That was discouraging even more because I knew they’d want an instant miracle that I couldn’t do. The demand was endless. And people want to think your skill belongs to them and that you owe them something too.

This had brought terrible problems too in that now I had to have the others guard me constantly or I’d be mobbed by people with all kinds of maladies, wounds, and suffering from the battle. It seemed that almost everyone had been wounded, and everyone hates pain. Even if they didn’t want to be selfish pain is the most awful thing imaginable. People would sometimes do crazy stuff to deal with pain and I hadn’t been able to predict that.

Akira, and Yuriko were shift one, and then Rina, Sensei, and Yumi acted as the other shift where they’d trade off guarding me every six hours from being mobbed. We also couldn’t really cut off or isolate ourselves from the others since this was a cave warren that didn’t have other houses or doors that could shut.

I had the hope that I’d be left alone though, once people weren’t injured anymore.

Then after that Steve wanted me to help heal hurt gnomes too, starting two days after I’d gotten the more serious human problems taken care of. Of course he said they’d deduct any heal work from what he was charging me and it could even go in my favor.

Did he just say money?

What a stroke of luck!

I brightened up a bit from that.

We also twisted the negotiation to allow for them paying us if the balance of favor goes in our direction for them owing us money. Of course he didn’t like that, but some of the other gnome elders liked the idea of a ‘light child’ here. After working out the details it turns out we wouldn’t be paying the gnomes anymore, but they’d be paying us.

Was I a light child then? I wasn’t sure what to think of that yet.

Turns out gnomes use different words than other races for magic types and magic users. Instead of saying heal mage or light mage, black mage, or dark mage, they would call them light child, dark child etc. following the same pattern of the earth child terminology.

It turns out the gnomes have a colony here of nearly two hundred I also learned. That meant somebody was always hurting and having trouble from skinned knees to mining injuries. Thought gnomes are hardy folk, they aren’t invincible to hurt. But even though they are tough and can stand up to orcs in battle, they don’t like being in pain very long like anybody else.

Steve suddenly was very adamant about trying to keep us here instead of going to live with the dwarves. The mere mention of it seemed to make them sad. But staying meant we needed it to be a safe place and be able to make enough to support ourselves. I initially didn’t mind if we didn’t make boatloads of money at the start if we could get everyone involved with fast growth of skills and jobs. But that could get tricky if everyone was living on oatmeal and gruel.

This was really very complicated though in a lot of ways because there were only about forty two humans left alive in our group. The gnomes were very many times higher than our numbers.

I also knew it was only a matter of time before Akimoto or some other stooge stirred up trouble. He looked down on the gnomes, despite their generosity. I didn’t like the way he leered at them when he thought they weren’t looking. I think the others didn’t realize how many gnomes there really were and that bothered me. They saw them as quite small and undervalued how strong they were.

It’s true that they lived differently than we did, and it was even hard for us to live like them. But the gnome warrens were clean, dry, warm, and we had plenty to eat while we rested up from our wounds.

Asakura kept trying to talk to me privately, but we always got interrupted. There was too much to do in finding supplies for everyone and having to chip in and work, or sometimes I’d be asleep. She seemed worried about something. I didn’t want to hear another rejection again, so I wasn’t sure what to do.

We’d also tried during this time to quell the rumors about Sensei and Shun doing it three times…but it was an uphill battle.

*Forehead slap to self, frustration*

First Rina interrupted, and then the tennis champion girl came back to talk. Then the gnomes wanted to talk about things.

Then Rina skinned her knee helping in the mushroom farm part of the warren. I had to tell her she didn’t get special treatment. A skinned knee wasn’t worth a heal yet, when others were in worse shape. I told her to come back if she skinned her knee so bad she had no skin left from the hip down. She pouted.

Then Yumi pouted too to show support.

Seriously though, so many other people were really seriously injured.

I also didn’t get a chance to talk to Asakura again to try to patch things up.

We didn’t get back to our tent till late. The tents were field equipment that the dwarves had provided for the gnomes in the past for doing mercenary work for them. The gnomes thought it would somehow help us feel better by staying in them, with them setup in various places in our part of the caverns.

But Asakura did give me a good night hug before going to bed. I thought that was cool until she gave Rina and Yumi one too. If everyone got one it somehow seemed to cheapen the value. Yumi looked as perverted as always when trying to hug Sensei back.

Yumi and Rina of course stared at her chest during the hug with daggers in their eyes…

Nah it couldn’t be…they were trying to figure out if they were implants again?

Yumi stared at Rina after that for awhile and then gave me an intense glare.

Eh? Was Yumi seeing me as a rival?

This is so crazy…

But when I came back from from the bathroom area and where we washed our hands using moss soap…

“You’re always taking my spot sleeping next to Shun,” Rina challenged to Asakura.

“Please it’s no big deal, can you two quit it. It’s not like you can do anything with all of us in the same tent anyway,” Yumi said.

“There’s room for all of us. We’re all friends here. I’ll share Shun with you,” Asakura said sighing.

“Really? Why would you share him?” Rina said.

“Well he’s your brother right? Isn’t that what I’m supposed to do?” Asakura said.

I think they were both thinking about it differently. Rina’s view wasn’t the same level.

“Yeah, but who wants to share their man. That sounds awful…” Rina accused.

“Eh? I thought we meant as like siblings share him, no?” Asakura was surprised a bit.

“I’m not sharing Shun with you,” Rina sneered wickedly in her tone of voice.

What the fudge happened to sweet innocent Rina?!

“Please stop arguing,” Yumi said tiredly.

“I don’t want to share what already belongs to me! This is your fault too,” Rina yelled.

“Why my fault? I’m not even in this argument,” Yumi protested.

“But I need him! I-I…just had cold feet before. But I don’t want to give him up. We can be like siblings even if it’s sad for a while. Shun is a big boy he will be patient,” Asakura angrily fought back.

“You really think he’ll pass other pretty girls by waiting for you forever?! Also he’s got a powerful rare super needed skill that could have women throwing themselves at him. This will be my win!” Rina laughed at her hysterically.

“Shun is mature for his age,” Asakura said.

“Pfffh, hahahhahaha. Shun is red blooded like all boys,” Rina cackled. She sounded wicked…

My gosh, is that really Rina?

“He’ll wait for me, right Yumi?” Asakura seemed to be hoping.

“I don’t know Sensei. A lot can happen. What happens when that pretty tennis girl shows him gratitude and sees a chance to survive with him? I mean we haven’t even been in this world for a week yet. Do you guys realize that? It’s like last week we were in a different life it changed that much so fast,” Yumi explained.

The other two were quiet realizing the profound thought.

“It won’t hurt for us all to slow down anyway,” Asakura said.

“Well you had your chance! You gave it up, so now it’s our turn,” Rina spat venomously.

“Uh, calm down Rina,” Yumi said worriedly.

“I haven’t given up my chance….have I?” Asakura seemed suddenly worried.

“Hahahahaha, Sensei, you think just because your boobs are so big that you can steal our man from us!” Rina laughed at her again with an evil tinge to her voice.

“Th-they aren’t that big are they?” Asakura was in defensive mode.

“You are still growing Rina, don’t worry!” Yumi tried to appeal her good side to her.

“Does Shun like them big?” Asakura asked genuinely.

“Oh you bitch! I’ll scratch your freaking eyes out!” Rina drooled in her lust for violence. Apparently saying that was like triggering special violence.

Did Rina have like a phobia of herself being flat chested forever? I didn’t think she was really that flat, but I hadn’t actually thought about it before now. I didn’t think of her that way…

There was the sound of wrestling and a tumult as they tried to restrain Rina. After they’d gotten her calmed down I could hear Rina wheezing.

I’d never heard her act that way. Was this a Jekyl and Hyde transformation? What have my parents created?!

“Fools. You think I’m stupid! You can’t sit on me forever,” Rina was insane with anger.

“Sorry. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!” Yumi realized Rina wouldn’t back down and was getting even worse. So she surrendered.

“But I’ll argue with you later. Asakura I challenge you to a duel!” Rina said.

“What? That’s not allowed! Besides aren’t we like NPCs? We don’t have an ability like the others yet,” Asakura exclaimed. “Even if it was, that’s worse! You would make everyone said if you challenged me to a duel.”

“Uh…yeah that’s….true…huh. But I don’t want to be an NPC forever!” Rina said, stressing out.

“Yeah we better do something about that. Aren’t NPCs usually poor?” Yumi exclaimed.

“Screw you! We’re not going to be poor!” both Rina and Asakura jealously said to Yumi.

Ah, they were weak to poverty? Well most girls were it seems.

“Well…it’s not my fault they write games that way. NPCs always get the down side; poverty, get to be errand monkey for the king, first to be beaten down, bear the brunt of the invasion, taxes…,” Yumi said.

“Why are you mad at me again? I didn’t do anything to you! I also gave you a good grade last term,” Asakura said to Rina.

“You are taking my spot with Shun away! You think a cheap little bitch B+ is going to be a bribe for that?” she replied. She did sound really mad but not dangerous and not crying.

“But it’s my spot. He’s just like…I’ve always wanted a little brother you know?” Asakura said.

“The fuck did you just say?! You trying to get in on my turf! Well…I understand that kind of obsession. But you’ll have to get your own,” Rina said wildly.

“But I can’t. There isn’t anyone else…” Asakura sighed.

“Ah so are you like a tragedy romance type?” Yumi wondered aloud.

“Shut up!” both of them said to Yumi.

“But you broke up with him didn’t you?” Rina said.

“No that was just getting scared. We’re still together!” Asakura said.

“Liar!”

“I’ll prove it!” Asakura said.

Gulp*

What did she mean by prove it?

EH? She thinks we’re together? I was confused now too.

“No I heard you turn him down. You told Shun that you wanted to be like brother and sister for awhile? Huh? You don’t remember?” Rina taunted.

“Ugh…I …did say that. Huh. I don’t know how to fix it. It was stupid of me at the time. Even though I want it to work out,” she replied.

“We’ll just have to have a duel,” Rina said.

They continued to go back and forth not realizing I’d come back into the area still holding my bug hive lantern.

I was stunned. The girls were arguing all over again. I would put a stop to this. It had gone too far.

“No dueling,” I said with finality as I came back in the alcove where our camp was, walking towards them. It had been interesting to listen to, but I have to stop them from fighting with each other. That could wreck the team.

“Why not! You know you like me the best! I can’t let this upstart take my spot as the harem leader!” Rina said.

“I can’t give you the ‘spot’. You’re my cousin and there isn’t going to be any harem,” I said.

“Actually I can too. And I am the sister, as much as I am a cousin!” Rina argued in a weird way that made no sense.

“That’s right! No harem, you guys are too young to have a relationship with Shun!” Asakura fumed.

“Noooooo! Life’s so not fair!” Rina exclaimed. She started crying. I couldn’t believe it; it looked like real tears. What was wrong with her? She should understand this already. It’s common sense.

“So…not…fair….sobbing*”

“I-I’m sorry too,” Asakura said awkwardly. “Do you want a hug?”

She suddenly turned on Asakura, “this is your fault! No I don’t want a hug from the enemy!”

“I’m not the en-….”

She lunged at Sensei.

Sensei screamed.

Rina ended up tripping. But it was too late. The movement was already executed.

Her hand tried to scratch Asakura’s eyes out, but she missed!

OH NO!

Instead she’d hit the next best thing right under it. With all her weight her clawed fingers raked down Sensei’s blouse. The buttons came off and open randomly in whatever direction they could and Asakura’s bra was also pulled down as her blouse was torn open. As Rina had put all her weight into her critical madness she’d also ripped the shoulder straps of the bra pulling it down to Sensei’s waist before she hit the ground herself.

Asakura was also pointed right at me with only her skirt still where it should be. The thin blouse was now not even button-able. Her boobs were holy crap…I’d never thought they could be that big on a thin person.

The huge bouncy jelly like special effects continued for a good two seconds from the force of Rina’s fall. Wow her breasts were amazing!

“Ouch, that hurt,” Asakura exclaimed. But then she realized what had just happened. She’d been stunned by the pain apparently.

And even worse, Asakura froze up from fear because she was looking straight at me, worried about my reaction. “Oh no...” she emotionally froze up. “Shun, th-this is...” she didn’t know what to say.

Rina had done what villains everywhere in many fantasy stories fail to achieve; a one shot critical wardrobe malfunction on the female with the most size.

All of our mouths dropped open at once.

“How did you do that?!” Yumi exclaimed.

“NO!” Asakura screamed.

Rina was dazed. She was still trying to figure out what happened and why she had a bra strap in her hand. She was also trying to get back up slowly.

“What’s this?” Rina said confused. Then she suddenly realized what had happened. “Oh shit, Sensei! I’m so sorry! Oh my...”

Asakura was so mad she didn’t bother to cover up. “You did that on purpose!” she hissed.

Rina was now scared and looking scandalized. “No, I swear! Please! Forgive me! No, oh crap. Run!”

Suddenly Asakura went postal. She was normally so patient I hadn’t even thought this was possible.

Even with her humongous giant boobs showing and shaking like jelly, she grabbed Rina by the ear and pulled her over to where they’d been sitting down on a makeshift bench only moments before.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch! Sorry, sorry, sorry! Noooo!” Rina exclaimed while going pain and being forced to move.

Then Yumi and I were bewildered as we saw Asakura totally oblivious to her own nudity yanked Rina down forcefully with all her strength. Rina was now bent over her knees face down. Asakura yanked down Rina’s school skirt and ripped off the panties with it. She then proceeded to spank Rina over and over and over…

The panties were now ripped and broken useless from the attack!

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Rina kept saying over and over. Yet there was no let up in the spanking.

Asakura just kept spanking her bare ass over and over, and over while her huge boobs kept shaking.

But Asakura was too mad to be calmed down. She wanted justice. While her uncovered boobs shook she made no effort whatsoever to cover them and just kept slapping Rina’s hands down so she couldn’t escape.

Suddenly we were further scandalized though at the next step…

“Holy shit!” Yumi exclaimed. “That shouldn’t be possible! Was that a special skill?”

“My hell, what just happened?!” I wheezed.

Rina’s exclamations and expletives continued while boob shaking Asakura continued to spank her mercilessly, and we were too afraid of the evil look on Asakura’s face to even intervene.

It was lucky that our camp wasn’t next to the others, so for now nobody had seen this except Yumi and I.

“That’s…so freaking hot,” Yumi said while shivering like an old man that had seen something good.

“Hey Rina you have to teach me how you did that wardrobe malfunction skill. I’d pay my life income for that,” she added.

But Rina was too busy getting spanked to realize what she’d just said. Her naked butt was turning red and now had a hand print on it, it seemed.

“Um, how long are you going to spank her Sensei?” I asked.

“It doesn’t matter right? You can heal her?” came the angered reply.

No answer; although Asakura did turn to glare at me for a very angry but brief two seconds.

The punishment continued while she didn’t bother to cover up.

“Hmmm, haaah, …that’s…gives me shivers…” Yumi said.