Harutamoto-no and Inoue Orihi had just left when the delinquent with yellow hair, Yamamoto Nanjirou, erged from the shadows.
Trailing behind him were over forty other delinquent middle schoolers just like him.
This was a group Yamamoto Nanjirou had gathered through his charismatic leadership as their boss.
Together, they had ford a guild called the Minotaur Guild.
And Yamamoto Nanjirou was the president of the Minotaur Guild.
"President, aren't we going to follow them?"
A yellow-haired boy sidled up to Yamamoto Nanjirou, asking in confusion.
"No rush. They're heading to the Silvermoon Forest anyway. We'll take a different route and ambush them near the safe zone at the forest entrance."
Yamamoto Nanjirou waved his hand dismissively. This ti, he was determined to uncover the secret behind Harutamoto-no's rapid leveling up and claim it for himself.
And, of course, there was Inoue Orihi.
She was the woman Yamamoto Nanjirou had set his sights on, and he would never allow soone like Harutamoto-no to taint her.
...
anwhile, at the Outer Silvermoon Forest.
Near the safe zone of Sakura No.1 Starter Village.
"Great Master, will this really attract humans?"
The harpy leader, Chicken Too Beautiful, was hanging from a tree by vines, striking an awkward pose.
She squird uncomfortably, filled with confusion and bewildernt.
"Don't worry, it's perfect. Just arch your back a little more. Yes, just like that. Perfect."
Su Nian nodded in satisfaction. As long as he didn't think about Chicken Too Beautiful's face, the scene before him was quite thrilling.
"But, Great Master, I no longer have colorful tail feathers. In our harpy tribe, beautiful tail feathers are more attractive..."
"Don't worry, the fact that you have no feathers at all now makes you even more appealing to humans. Heh heh heh..."
After encouraging Chicken Too Beautiful once more, Su Nian ordered the kobolds and gnolls to hang the other harpies in strange poses on different trees near the safe zone.
The stage was set, and the supporting cast was in place. Now, they just had to wait for the main actors to arrive.
"Don't use your spirit powers yet. Save that for later. Just make sure your voices are loud enough."
"Attention, everyone!"
"All magical creatures, hide in your positions."
"Harpies, start calling for help!"
...
"Help~ Help ~"
"Soone save ~ Sob sob sob..."
"What is that sound? Orihi-chan, did you hear it?"
Harutamoto-no looked puzzled.
He and Inoue Orihi hadn't yet left the safe zone, but they could hear cries for help coming from within the Silvermoon Forest.
"Maybe an NPC adventurer is in trouble?"
Inoue Orihi listened to the seductive cries for help, a hint of seriousness and caution flashing in her eyes.
"Harutamoto-kun, there might be a terrifying magical beast over there. Let's not go, okay?"
Inoue Orihi clung to Harutamoto-no's arm, whining coquettishly.
Haven't there been enough scenes in manga where the protagonist saves a damsel in distress and they fall in love?
And Harutamoto-no was just a chubby fat nerd, looking very ordinary. Isn't this the perfect setup for the latest trend of underdog male protagonists?
Inoue Orihi absolutely couldn't allow such a thing to happen.
The kind and simple Harutamoto-kun was her man, and she wouldn't let anyone take him away.
"Ah, you have a point."
"Alright, let's go in a different direction."
Harutamoto-no nodded in agreent.
It wasn't that he didn't want to save people; it was just that his abilities were limited at the mont.
Besides, the Silvermoon Forest wasn't a friendly place.
What if the girl crying for help turned out to be a ghost?
Harutamoto-no was terrified of ghosts.
He thought it was better to focus on leveling up and fighting monsters. Once he was stronger, he could find any kind of otherworldly beauty he wanted.
Succubi, elves, beast-eared girls, and so on—he could have a whole bed full of them for daily DNA exchanges.
With that thought, his desire to rescue anyone faded even more.
However, the group of yellow-haired boys trailing Harutamoto-no had different thoughts.
As soon as they heard the alluring cries for help, their minds went wild, and a surge of wicked desire rose within them.
After all, most of them had already experienced such things, and their desire for won was much stronger than that of a novice like Harutamoto-no.
"President, this... this voice is so sweet!"
"Yes, President, based on my years of experience in various pleasure houses, just from the voice, I can tell she's a top-notch beauty!"
"President, should we go take a look?"
While the yellow-haired boys were discussing, the sweet, seductive cries for help sounded again, even more urgent this ti.
It was driving the yellow-haired boys crazy.
Yamamoto Nanjirou's expression was conflicted. From his perspective, he would rather follow Harutamoto-no, but his subordinates seed more eager to rescue soone.
Harutamoto-no was always around and couldn't escape, so he might as well satisfy his subordinates' desires now.
This way, he could consolidate his position, and if they really did rescue a beautiful girl, he would be the first to enjoy her.
With that thought, Yamamoto Nanjirou nodded and agreed:
"Alright, let's go rescue soone today. Everyone, gear up and arm yourselves. The Silvermoon Forest is very dangerous, and you all know what happened to that person who was fed dirt last ti."
Once they were ready, Yamamoto Nanjirou led the group of yellow-haired boys, cautiously following the cries for help into the Silvermoon Forest.
The path was clear, and they didn't encounter any magical creatures.
They pushed through the underbrush and soon saw a beautiful girl hanging from a tree by vines.
The sweet, seductive cries for help were coming from her.
The girl was completely naked, but she didn't seem to be human.
She had a pair of wings on her back, a graceful figure, and smooth, fair skin.
At that mont, she was hanging in a shaful position from the tree, her ample hips raised high, facing their direction.
The yellow-haired boys were instantly srized.
They all stood at attention!
"Panting—"
Their breathing beca heavy, their eyes bloodshot, and their desires and greed grew rapidly, wanting nothing more than to rush forward and engage in a three-hundred-round battle.
The pleasure houses were filled with older won.
Though they occasionally encountered so charming and high-quality won, they were nothing compared to this otherworldly girl.
Most importantly, this otherworldly girl was a natural Western beast of war, her smoothness and tenderness striking right at the hearts of the yellow-haired boys.
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