Chapter 11

“Nope, nothing like the great outdoors to refresh you!”

Here we are, deep in the “Forest of Demons.”

It’s a dangerous area near the frontier city, teeming with monsters. But that’s exactly where adventurers like us work. Can’t be scared off by a few creatures.

“So, today’s job is ‘Unlimited Hunting of the Overpopulated Charge Boars.’ Basically, we’re to hunt as many as we can. I thought I’d enjoy the natural scenery while working.”

I glanced at the nearby bushes.

From within, a round butt, clad in a hakama, stuck out.

I walked closer…

“Ugh… Sorry, Beil Sensei’s ‘Cross-Dressing Shota☆Monster Humiliation and Impregnation Series’…! If anyone found out that strict old me had this kind of smut, I’d be the laughing stock of the town. So, I’ll leave you here. Farewell!”

“Don’t leave weird stuff behind!”

I delivered a dragon kick to the suspicious person’s butt. The man let out a “Guehh—?!” and tumbled away somewhere. Rest in peace.

“Alright, let’s set fire to this abominable stack of books.”

“Stop it!”

Oh, the rolling suspect dashed back with amazing speed. Impressive agility.

“Yo, Shirokusa, you walked into quite the scene, huh?”

“Ugh… The shame, the shame!”

The suspicious person glared at me with teary eyes.

This man’s name is Shirokusa. He’s one of my fellow adventurers along with Lua. Usually serious and a good guy.

For certain reasons, I feel a sense of camaraderie with him too.

“Jade… To think you, my friend, would see me disposing of this smut. This shame, I must commit seppuku!”

“Don’t make ‘found disposing of porn’ your cause of death. Think of your samurai heritage.”

Indeed, this man is a descendant of the ancient Far East.

He even carries a sword at his waist.

“Besides, even for smut, cross-dressing shota humiliation and impregnation is too much. Burn it. Anyone who finds it will freak out.”

“I thought the same. But remembering how much this book helped me, I couldn’t bear to turn it to ash.”

“Bear it. This is practically a cursed item.”

Seriously, stop it.

Young adventurers like new recruit Eiji or my little sisters Nisha and Kusha come to this forest too. What if it messes with their heads?

“So, take this emblem of sin back. Live with your original sin.”

“Hmph… I see. The ties of fate are not easily severed.”

“Don’t strike a pose holding a cross-dressing humiliation book…”

This is Shirokusa. Basically serious, but with some unfortunate traits.

“So, why are you keeping a chick on your head? It’s cute, can I pet it?”

‘Peep peep peep!’

“Hiya!? It really hates me…”

Despite everything, Shirokusa has good looks.

With his sharp eyes and ponytail, he’s the image of a ‘young samurai.’ Or maybe a popular high school kendo captain.

Why are the unfortunate ones always so handsome?

“Honestly, you don’t look like a guy who turned thirty without a girlfriend.”

“Don’t mention it. I’ve been trying to get a girlfriend…”

“I know.”

I’ve known him and Lua for nearly ten years. I know his struggles.

“You’re good-looking, girls approach you. But you freeze up in front of them, right?”

“Yes…”

“We tried letting you practice talking with different girls, but you still froze up.”

“Yes…”

That’s Shirokusa. Cool and manly normally, but gets extreme stage fright around women.

“We tried Lua’s idea to build confidence at a brothel, but your face went stiff and your lower half went limp.”

“Ugh…”

“Even pen-pal letters made you freeze, and you shook just talking to a doll.”

“Ugh—ugh—!”

So yeah, that’s Shirokusa.

A samurai-like guy who’s hopelessly shy around women.

“Then there was that incident. At thirty, you finally couldn’t talk to women at all…”

Then it happened.

“You got aroused by Lua, who was jokingly cross-dressing, right?”

“Ughhh—?! Stop reminding me! I can’t handle this new fetish yet!”

Shirokusa blushed bright red.

But you already collect cross-dressing humiliation books. You’ve fully opened that door. You’re the cross-dressing impregnation swordsman. It’s over.

“Well, good luck, Last Samurai.”

“You! I’ll write in my suicide note that Jade shamed me!”

Huh—!?

“Don’t commit suicide!”

“Shut up! Farewell!”

“Wait, don’t go!”

Don’t write a suicide note and draw your sword!

You’re too handsome to die and make the town’s women cry!

Characters:

Me: Jade. Embarrassed by my real name. Saw a friend dumping questionable porn. A bit of a nightmare.

Chick: Instinctively wary of the weird guy. Rightly so.

Shirokusa: Cross-dressing impregnation swordsman. Turned thirty with no girlfriend, broke mentally thanks to a joke. Still a good guy, but his days might be numbered. Jade is ready to let him go if it comes to that.