Lindsay blinked, coming into the real world.
“Huh?” she asked in an elegant manner.
“Do you know where Lilian, Iris, and Kevin are?” the girl, a human female with brown hair and eyes, repeated her question.
“No.” Lindsay shook her head. “I don’t know where they are, though I do know they’re on a mission for Daven Monstrang.”
“Man, that is so cool,” one of the guys in class mumbled enviously. “That Kevin’s always getting to do such cool things. I heard that he and Lilian went on a mission into Phoenix a while ago. Someone said that Kevin destroyed a tank with his bare hands!”
“What? No way!”
“That’s what I heard too!”
“Man, that is so cool!”
It amused Lindsay to hear what people said about her friends when they weren’t around. Ever since Kevin and Lilian had rescued the students at their school, they’d been getting a lot of attention. While Lilian had always had a large following of boys, she now had a number of girls following her as well. They apparently thought she was the epitome of what it meant to be a strong female.
But Kevin’s the real surprise…
After facing off against a yōkai, Kevin’s popularity with both sexes had skyrocketed. Guys looked up to him because they thought he was “cool,” and girls liked him because they thought he was heroic. Fortunately, none of the girls actually tried anything and were content to admire him from a distance. Lilian wasn’t necessarily the possessive type, but she also wouldn’t put up with random floozies hitting on her mate.
Her shoulders slumped as she thought about her friends. Kevin, Lilian, and even Iris were all taking part in this war—unlike her. They’d gone on a number of missions for Daven Monstrang and had fought in numerous battles. She remembered asking Kevin why he was so willing to risk his life like he did. His answer had surprised her.
“It’s because I want my normal life back. I’m doing this so that me, Lilian, and Iris can live normal lives without having to worry about some terrorist organization or the government trying to kill us.”
Kevin, Lilian, and Iris were fighting for the right to live normal lives, while she was just sitting in class, doing the same thing she always did.
I wish I could help them.
“Lindsay?” Jessica said, interrupting her musings.
“Hm?” Lindsay looked up.
Her friend’s concerned gaze warmed her slightly cold heart. “Are you all right?”
“Oh, yeah,” Lindsay said in the most reassuring voice she could muster. “I’m fine. I was just lost in thought.”
“Well, okay. If you’re sure.”
The teacher soon entered the room and class started. However, Lindsay couldn’t focus on her teacher’s lecture. Her mind kept wandering back to her friends, who were currently fighting against the cruelties of this world while she sat around doing nothing.
I really am the worst.
***
Eric was bored. Bored, bored, bored, bored, bored! School had just ended, which would have normally been a cause for celebration—except for the fact that there was absolutely nothing to do! His master was out on some mission, Kevin had taken the Tit Maiden and the Sex Queen and left a few days ago, and none of his friends wanted to peep with him.
“Sorry, Eric, but I rather enjoy keeping my wedding tackle attached to my crotch,” was what they had said.
As if that should have deterred them from peeping! They weren’t men! They were spineless cowards who would deny themselves the glorious sight of feminine naughty bits because they were scared of getting hurt.
“I swear, everyone here is a wimp. They get the crap beaten out of them once and they’re done. What kind of men are they?!”
Eric wandered through his apartment complex, looking for something to cure his boredom. Since he wasn’t in school, there were no girls to peep on. He could’ve probably stayed and peeped on girls after their extra-curricular activities, but he didn’t feel like waiting in a ventilation shaft for over two hours. Going home was always a possibility. He had several H-games waiting for him, but for some reason, he just couldn’t dredge up the motivation to play.
“It’s all Lord Kevin’s fault,” Eric grumbled as he picked up a stray soda can. “It’s because he’s not here that all of the hot chicks have left.”
Eric sighed. He knew it was wrong of him to blame Lord Kevin. After all, he was Lord Kevin, but he really wished his lord would give a little more consideration to his subordinates. Would it kill him to pass along that tail he’d been getting to his loyal subjects?
“Man, I wish Master were here. At least then I’d be able to—woah!!”
Eric’s feet caught something unexpected as he walked. He barely had a moment to realize that the ground was getting closer before he slammed into it. Hard. Pain erupted around his nose as a loud crunch echoed across the complex.
Rolling around on the ground, Eric held both hands to his nose and cursed.
“Gaa! Ouch! What the hell?! Who leaves such a big, heavy… eh?”
He glanced at the thing that he had tripped over. It wasn’t a trash bag, like he’d initially expected. Lean legs colored a milky white disappeared into a pair of baggy shorts. Small feet were barely protected by a pair of sandals. The shirt that she wore had ridden up, exposing her back. She was lying on her stomach, but her face was turned to him.
Beautiful didn’t begin to describe her face. Her small button nose was adorable. Her lush lips were a light pink, and Eric felt an inexplicable urge to nibble on them. Long, silky black hair traveled down her back, and several bangs strayed over her face, not quite covering her long eyelashes.
“Oh, my God! It’s a beautiful girl!” Eric exclaimed. “A beautiful girl has appeared before me! Lord Kevin must have finally answered my prayers and is tossing some tail my way—eh? Wait a minute.” Leaning in close, Eric scrutinized the beauty lying before him. He reared back in shock seconds later. “She’s unconscious! Oh, crap! What do I do? How am I supposed to do anything with her if she’s unconscious?!”
Eric ran around in circles, fretting. This wasn’t good. This wasn’t good at all. He didn’t know how to deal with unconscious chicks!
“Wanna know the best thing about unconscious chicks? They can’t say no. What?! Oh yeah, like I’m the only one thinking it!”
Duke Devlin’s words rang within his mind, bouncing around his skull like a rubber ball going out of control. Eric stopped running in circles as the realization set in. She was unconscious, which meant he could do whatever he wanted to her!
And yet, just as Eric was about to have his wicked way with the pretty girl, another voice spoke up.
“Eric, you must listen to me very carefully. We are perverts. We are proud of our perversion. Peeping on women is our passion and playing eroge is our life’s blood. However, there is a difference between being a peeper and being a molester. You must always be respectful of women, even when peeping. You can look, but unless you’re given permission, do not touch. Understand?”
That’s right. His master had been very explicit when it came to what he could and couldn’t do to women. She had taught him the Peeping Code of Honor, which all peepers were supposed to abide by. Those peeping toms who didn’t abide by the Peeping Code of Honor were a disgrace to peepers everywhere.
An immense battle raged within Eric’s mind. On one side, his desire to do whatever he wanted to this girl fought viciously. On the other, his master’s words battled with a calm, yet determined vigor.
In the end, his master’s words won out. He couldn’t disobey his master.
I am sorry, Duke Devlin, that I could not follow in your footsteps.
With tears in his eyes, Eric stared longingly at the girl as he tried to figure out what he should do. He could take her to the hospital, but that was kinda far and he didn’t have a car. He wasn’t that strong either, so he couldn’t carry her. Maybe he should just take her to his place? He’d have to be careful, though. His
old man was the kind of pervert that Heather warned him not to become. Who knew what that old fart would do if he discovered this girl.
Rolling her over, Eric checked her pulse, breathing, and eyes. Her pupils were dilated, but that was natural for someone who was unconscious. Everything else checked out, so he scooped the girl into his arms, stood back up, and slowly walked toward his apartment. She was heavier than she looked. He’d seen Lord Kevin carry Lilian and Iris like this several times, and he always made it look so easy.
“Gu… damn… I need to work out more,” Eric complained as he took things one step at a time.
I really hope my parents aren’t home.
***
When classes ended that day, Lindsay parted ways with her friends and wandered Neo Seiryuu. She didn’t feel like going back home at the moment. Her parents probably weren’t there anyway. Knowing her mother, that woman was likely off with her friends, drooling over the latest topless pictures of teenage boys. Her father worked as an administrator for Daven Monstrang now, so he was always busy. There simply wasn’t much point in returning to a home like that.
Strolling through the underground community, Lindsay took a moment to appreciate the beauty of it. If it weren’t for the large dome of rock looming over their heads, she would have never suspected that this place had been built underground. It looked almost like a scenic urban community. Grassy fields stretched across the land, their fresh scent filling her nose with a mildly pleasant fragrance. Uniform buildings dotted the landscape, blending into the background. Palo verdes, palm trees, and saguaro cacti littered the area. It was all very scenic.
She found it odd that no one was enjoying the park, but then she realized that everyone was probably still working.
Daven Monstrang, the founder of this city, had a law that everyone who wasn’t attending school had to work for the betterment of the community. It helped to not only keep Neo Seiryuu running smoothly, but it also gave the people living there a sense of purpose. All things considered, Lindsay didn’t think that was a bad way of running a community.
Finding a large tree to sit underneath, Lindsay thought about everything that was going on in her life.
For a little over one year now, her friend had been dealing with the supernatural world. She’d learned about it in October of last year, when Kevin had been kidnapped and Lilian had gone to rescue him. A lot had happened since then, but throughout it all, Lindsay had done her best to be supportive.
However…
Sometimes…
Lindsay felt like it wasn’t enough. She wanted to help her friends deal with all of the issues that were on their plate. She didn’t want to be the helpless little girl who could only rely on others.
Maybe if I was stronger, I could even help Christine… wherever she is.
Lost in her musings, Lindsay only became aware of the strange sound filling the air when it had grown into a vibrant thrumming. She searched for the source of the sound, but could find no trace of it. It was a most unusual noise, like the powerful thrum of power lines.
A sudden discharge lit the sky.
“Ah!” Lindsay gasped.
An arc of lightning traced an irregular path in the air barely ten meters away. One discharge was followed by two more, and then two swiftly became three. The smell of ozone burned her nostrils as, miraculously, more discharges of electric energy gathered, coalescing into a mishmash of chaotic energy.
“Ga!”
The energy exploded outward, knocking Lindsay flat on her backside. Light blinded her. It was like staring point-blank into the sun after staying in a theater for several hours. Crackles resounded across the grassy landscape, and Lindsay jolted when several tiny tendrils of energy leapt at her, shocking her nervous system.
Lindsay cautiously opened her eyes when the light dimmed. Energy still occasionally arced out, but much of the electrical discharge had dissipated. Standing in place of the energy disruption was a woman.
A very beautiful woman.
A very beautiful, very naked woman.
Long red hair fell around her like a curtain of fire, trailing along the ground. As she stood to her feet, each strand caught artificial sunlight, as if trapping and reflecting the luminous radiance of a heavenly body. Her full breasts swayed as she moved. Larger than anyone’s had a right to be, yet somehow remaining perfectly pronounced, like two large globes that complimented her slim waist and sensual hips. Nine beautiful red tails with white tips moved over her body, covering her like a pair of clothes.
She looked around, viridescent eyes gazing at their surroundings with a curious gleam until, slowly, they settled on her.
Lindsay’s breath caught in her throat. The woman smiled at her and, like a fly drawn to the scent produced by a Venus flytrap, she was drawn to that smile. The delicate curve of lush, beautiful red lips was unlike anything she’d ever seen. It was familiar, yet it carried an elegance and sensuality that no one she knew could create.
The woman took several delicate, feminine footsteps. Her hips swayed to an unheard beat. Lindsay wasn’t sure where to look. She wanted to glance at everything, to memorize every inch of this glorious creature before her. The woman walked up to her…
… and then her smile became much wider and far more familiar.
“Lindsay!”
“Huh?”
Lindsay barely had time to react before the girl pounced on her, sending them both to the ground. She felt a pair of massive mammaries pressing into her face, and it was all she could do not to pass out.
Oh, god! Think unsexy thoughts! Think of unsexy thoughts! Kevin in a speedo? No, that’s not unsexy. The principal in a speedo! Oh, god! I think I’m gonna be sick!
Heedless of the combination of disgust and arousal that she felt, the woman cuddling with her gave a cheerful, “Hawa!”
All thoughts on trying to make herself calm down fled when the woman’s left nipple filled her vision.
“I can’t believe it! I’m finally back! And at the right time, too, it looks like! You’re only sixteen, right?”
“…”
“Never mind that! I’m so happy to see you!”
“…”
“It’s been way too long!”
“…”
“Lindsay?” the woman said. Frowning, she pulled back and placed her hands on Lindsay’s shoulders, holding the blond tomboy at arm’s length. “H-hawa! Lindsay!”
With her eyes glazed over, her mind lost in limbo, and blood pouring down her nose like a waterfall, Lindsay stared sightlessly at the large dome.
“Hawawa! This isn’t good! Lindsay? Ne, can you hear me?”
“Hehehe…”
“Come on! Talk to me!”
“Boobies…”
“Snap out of it!”
***
No one was home. Eric considered that to be a very good thing. While he was definitely worried about his dad’s reaction to finding a beautiful girl lying around unconscious, he was even more worried about his mom’s. Given how volatile that woman’s emotions could be, her reaction could range anywhere from, “Eric Corrompere, you are grounded for the rest of your life!” to “Oh, my gods! What a cute little girl! I’d love to play dress up with her!”
It almost made Eric wonder who he got his perviness from.
His muscles groaning in complaint, Eric carried the girl into his bedroom. He knew better than to place her on the couch in clear view of the entrance. Yes, it was much safer in his room, where he could lock the door. If worse came to worst, he could always hide her in the closet.
He set her down on the bed. Wanting to at least appear gentlemanly, he straightened her limbs and tucked her under the covers. Leaning back, he observed the girl and nearly moaned. Judging her age was impossible—he sucked at it—but she didn’t look much older than fourteen or fifteen. He was sure her boobs were part of the reason he couldn’t guestimate her age. She didn’t have any. In other words, she was as flat as a billboard. While most would be concerned by that
, Eric wasn’t. After all, he liked butts just as much as boobs, and her tush was fine.
Still, he was kinda curious about this girl. Who was she? What had she been doing lying on the sidewalk like that?
Is she a freshman at my school?
That couldn’t be the case. If she went to his school, then he would know about it. He would’ve seen her naked at least once by now.
A new member to the community, maybe?
Neo Seiryuu was a constantly growing community. More people arrived here every day to avoid the war. Eric didn’t know what their population was, but he’d heard rumors about the brass up top possibly building another school to accommodate for the increase in students.
He didn’t really know what to think about that. If they built another school, then it meant he wouldn’t get to peep on some of the girls who started attending there. It was better to keep them all in one place, he believed.
Upon realizing that his thoughts were beginning to get circular, Eric dispelled them with a series of swift head shakes. They were best saved for another time. For now, he really wanted to grab a snack. Carrying an eighty-pound girl was harder than it looked.
He took a single step forward—
—and then stopped when something grabbed his wrist. Craning his neck, he looked down at the girl. Her eyes were still closed, but her hand had shot out from underneath the covers, and it had a fierce grip on his wrist. Had she grabbed him in her sleep?
GAAOOOORRRRR!
Eric’s eyes widened when the loudest, most obnoxious rumbling he’d ever heard came from the girl’s stomach. It sounded like a freaking tiger roaring inside of there!
“So… hungry…” the girl muttered.
Eric quickly made several calculations in his head. Contrary to popular belief, he wasn’t just a stupid pervert. He was a stupid pervert who happened to be really intelligent. His grades might not have been the highest, but he excelled in math, computer science, and engineering. Those happened to be his subjects of interest: Math to calculate angles, computer science to build spyware, and engineering to build spy cameras. This reasoning explained why he excelled at them.
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