A Dangerous Opponent

When I reached the site, the scene was pure pandemonium.

For some inexplicable reason, the children had all collapsed, their cheeks flushed a deep, feverish red.

“Sasha-chan, this Miss Boobs... this person... she’s dangerous…”

Even Emma, the Hero, appeared to be no match for her. She sounded utterly defeated.

As for Al, who had rushed ahead—he’d already been captured by Miss Boobs (the Archdemon). His face was buried deep between those two heinous breasts (the ultimate weapons). He was writhing in her grasp, looking like he was suffering (though he seemed strangely happy about it).

“Al! Are you all right?!” I cried out.

“Sasha? Is that you? I’m... I’m finished. Leave me! Save yourself!”

“Save myself where? There’s nowhere else to go!”

I glared with sharp, pragmatically suspicious eyes at the owner (the true identity) of those breasts (the demon). She was a woman with long, silver hair, dressed in the modest robes of a priest.

But I wasn't about to be fooled. There was no way a member of the clergy would be concealing two weapons that ferocious—or so I told myself. Then, I remembered Emilina. Even though she was still growing, she managed to hide two massive melons under her clothes.

Is a specific physical trait required to become a priest?

The absurdity of the situation was starting to overwhelm my common sense. Because I was preoccupied with that ridiculous thought, my reaction time lagged.

“You must be Sasha-chan. Emilina told me all about you. For now, a little squeeze to say hello.”

The woman gently set down Al, who remained prostrate on the ground with an ecstatic expression, and slowly glided toward me. Before I could retreat, she pulled me into a hug against her soft, cushion-like body.

It felt like I was floating through the clouds. The fear that had gripped me only moments ago vanished instantly; my face went slack, and I felt a dazed, blissful expression—the same one the others wore—take hold of my features.

Surrendering to the sensation, my consciousness simply drifted away.

“The demon!”

I snapped awake, sitting bolt upright in my own bed.

“Was it... was it all a dream?” I gasped, trying to catch my breath and calm my racing heart. It had felt too real to be a mere nightmare.

“I wonder if you had a bad dream?”

My heart stopped. I knew that voice. I slowly turned toward the sound, and there she was: Miss Boobs (the Archdemon).

“W-w-what do you intend to do?! You’re an infiltrator, aren’t you? You’re a demon here to seize the territory!”

“That’s a bit harsh,” she replied, her voice smooth and unbothered. “I only came because Emilina asked me to.”

As she spoke, she casually swayed those giant watermelons. I looked down at my own chest; even if I moved violently, nothing there would budge at all. I instinctively placed my hands over my own body, feeling a sense of impending doom.

“I wasn’t told a single word about this!”

“Then I suppose it’s Emilina acting on her own again. That girl really is quite a handful.”

“So, what on earth did you come to this territory for?!” I demanded, trying to use strong words so I wouldn't be overwhelmed by her presence.

The woman seemed to find my hostility endearing. She placed a hand to her cheek and offered a gentle smile. “You don’t have to be so guarded. I’ve only been entrusted with the education of the children here.”

“Edu...cation?”

What on earth could she possibly teach them? Surely not... sex education?

The fact that my mind even went there was entirely the fault of this woman’s appearance.

“For now, I’ll introduce myself. I am Alexia, a Priest who was teaching children at the Royal Capital’s Temple. It is a pleasure to meet you.”

It seemed Miss Boobs was a Miss Boobs named Alexia.

“...I’m Sasha.”

“Yes, I’ve heard. I was told you were a very cute girl who’s obsessed with her big brother.”

“B-brother?! My brother has nothing to do with this! I’m here because I want to be!”

“Yes, yes, I understand,” she said, nodding indulgently.

I couldn’t help but feel like I was being expertly handled, like a child. However, since she was a referral from Emilina, I couldn't exactly throw her out into the street.

“Fine. I’ll immediately prepare a house for you and a room that can be used for classes.”

Why do problems keep occurring one after another like this?

I held my head in my hands while looking over the map of the territory, searching for any vacant houses.

“At the moment, only a house a bit far away is vacant. Is that acceptable?”

“I don’t mind. I came prepared to sleep outdoors, after all.”

“Please don’t do that,” I snapped. “It would reflect poorly on my brother's reputation as Lord.”

“By the way, where is the Lord?”

“My brother is out for a little while.”

Why is she asking about him? Is she a demon sent specifically to target him?

I couldn't feel confident about letting her stay. Was she actually an enemy sent to bring my brother down? If that was the case...

“Yes, I’ll just have to handle this myself.”

“Then I’ll cooperate too,” Alexia (the demon) said, playing along with my muttered vow.

I wasn't about to fall for such honeyed words. “No! This is my responsibility!”

“I understand. In that case, I shall support you when the time comes.”

And so, the ‘Miss Boobs (Alexia) Repulsion Plan’ was officially put into motion by myself and Alexia. Why the target of the operation was actually a member of the party remains an eternal mystery.