Yona may be an adventurer, but her physical abilities weren’t exactly impressive.
She wasn’t the type to engage in physical battles, and until the Day of Judgment came, her days were spent quietly receiving training at the Cathedral, leaving her with no opportunities for stamina training or anything like that.
Because of this, when Yona was running, she couldn’t react quickly enough to avoid Alex flying toward her.
“Kyaaaah?!”
With a sharp scream, Yona collided head-on with Alex and they tumbled backward, rolling in a heap.
The first sensation Alex felt was softness.
Soft, and gentle, and his fingers sank right into something squishy—
…Squishy?
Alex suddenly snapped back to reality.
When he regained his wits, he realized that his fingers, which should have been touching the ground, were buried in something oddly squishy.
There was someone underneath him.
And that someone was none other than Yona.
And his hand was very nicely gripping Yona’s breast.
‘…Ah.’
The sensation was so overwhelming that Alex momentarily forgot what was happening.
The volume was so immense that it nearly overflowed from his hand.
Soft and squishy, and so very—
“Get off, you idiot… you’re heavy…!”
At those words, Alex’s dazed mind snapped back to attention.
Yona’s golden eyes glared at him.
If looks could kill, Alex would have died dozens of times over under that gaze as he awkwardly scrambled off Yona.
“Ugh, that hurt… you lunatic, ugh…”
Yona shot a sidelong glance at Alex’s back and then glared at him again.
Then she raised her hand and slapped the top of Alex’s bald head with a resounding smack.
“You crazy idiot, what were you thinking just barging in there? I almost died!”
“S-Sorry!”
“You really are such an idiot…”
Yona grumbled as she got to her feet.
Only then did Alex get a good look at Yona’s face, his eyes widening in surprise.
“Whoa, whoa… your face…”
“What about my face?”
Yona’s face was scraped up in several places, clearly a mess from their tumble.
She had a huge scratch on her cheek where the stone had rubbed her raw, and blood was streaming down, indicating a deep wound.
“Ouch, that stings… this is your fault!”
Alex quickly turned to look behind him.
The troll was lying sprawled out somewhere, its feet visible, but it wasn’t moving. That meant Kaiyak had probably succeeded in decapitating it.
So that was sorted, but now the issue was Yona.
“Hey, are you okay!? Your face is really messed up!”
“I’m fine. What does it matter if my face is scarred… hey, let’s see if you’re hurt anywhere.”
“Sleep.”
“You, you look off…”
“Oh come on!”
Yona, flaring up, left Alex at a loss.
Honestly, at that moment, Alex had good intentions.
If he could just shake the troll off balance, they could use a rope to trip it and take it down, allowing Kaiyak to decapitate it.
Alex thought he was doing his best.
Although he didn’t expect to get knocked out by the troll’s slap afterwards.
“Let’s check you out first! Do you have any injuries?”
While Alex hesitated, Yona, seeming frustrated, directly inspected him with her hands.
Anyway, thanks to Yona cushioning his fall, Alex wasn’t particularly hurt, but there were some scrapes like those from stone.
“You idiot, why did you jump in there? What if you got hit wrong and died?”
“No… I was…”
“Enough! Stop making excuses! Can a man make excuses like that? Pathetic.”
In the meanwhile, Kaiyak approached the two with an axe slung over his shoulder.
Soon after, James also came over to them.
“Kaiyak, what about the troll?”
“I killed it. Managed to catch it somehow.”
Kaiyak showed his thumb behind him.
The villagers were busy carrying buckets and basins to collect liquids.
“Blood?”
“Right. I told them to collect the blood since it’ll sell well at the cathedral.”
The main ingredient of potions is troll blood.
Since the regenerative properties come from troll blood, catching one and selling the blood to the cathedral can earn a decent amount.
Making potions is also one of the cathedral’s jobs.
“They’ll probably rush over from the cathedral.”
“Yeah, that’s right. It’s potion material.”
“Still, Yona, you were amazing this time. Truly a man’s spirit.”
James grinned slyly.
Since James was keeping a bit more distance than Kaiyak, who was facing the troll, he watched what happened to Alex and Yona closely.
“I never expected you to go to such lengths to save Alex; truly impressive.”
“No, I wasn’t trying to save him! He just charged in and ended up flying toward me!”
“More importantly, Yona, how’s your face?”
“Is it badly damaged?”
Looking at Kaiyak’s face, it was hard to tell his expression.
With a face that looked like a shark’s head, one could only identify that he was smiling, not what the expression was.
But even without Kaiyak saying so, as the pain started gradually creeping in, it seemed she was more hurt than expected.
“…I guess it’ll heal if I leave it.”
“You can’t heal yourself?”
“Uh, no.”
I just can’t understand why healers can’t heal themselves—while I was fuming about it.
“Excuse me…”
It was an elderly man with sparse gray hair on the sides and a shiny bald spot in the middle.
But hey, at least he has more hair than Alex.
“I’m the village chief. Um, by any chance…”
“I’m just a passing adventurer.”
That was a rather grumpy response.
Honestly, Yona didn’t care much for the villagers either.
Kaiyak, Alex, James, and Yona were all busy fighting while the townsfolk were just watching the show.
It wasn’t like they had gotten a quest or anything; they just happened to pass by when a girl—
‘Ah.’
“Hey, wasn’t there a girl here?”
“A girl…?”
The man asked Yona with a puzzled expression.
Yona was trying to express gratitude and talk about a reward, but suddenly bringing up the girl seemed weird.
“We were just passing through, but, um… that girl with black hair, around ten years old…”
“Oh… are you talking about Rubina?”
“I don’t know her name, but we decided to help because of her… Ah, but we will still take a reward.”
Gotta collect what’s owed.
“But what about her face? That scar’s going to stick around.”
“Oh, who cares? A scar just adds to the adventurer vibe. It’s a good thing!”
“Alex’s gonna cry!”
“Why are we even talking about Alex?!”
Yona shouted, making Kaiyak chuckle to himself.
After unpacking, lying down on the mattress was so refreshing.
It wasn’t exactly soft or comfortable—more like a dreadful mattress—but still way better than the hard floor.
The previous owner must’ve had a meticulous personality; even though the house was old, it was tidy and organized. Too bad the owner and his wife both kicked the bucket, rendering it all pointless.
“They said they would call when dinner is ready, right?”
“Yeah. For now, we should take a break.”
Yona was sprawled on the mattress, savoring the coziness.
The mattress stuffed with well-dried leaves rustled slightly whenever she moved, but in terms of cushiness and warmth, it beat a straw mattress by a mile.
They had even moved a bed from another room, and now all four of them were crammed into one big room.
Yona pointed out that there was no real reason to split up, and while there was no reason to all pile in together, since she suggested it, everyone just went along with it.
After all, it was a house without an owner anyway.
“Man, I wish I could take this mattress with me.”
“Well, you’d need a dedicated pack mule for that, right?”
“Carrying four mattresses around? You might as well hire an ogre for that.”
“Then food costs will be a problem. Aren’t ogres carnivorous?”
“Can’t we manage with Yona’s milk?”
“Hey, you crazy bastard.”
The conversation takes a serious turn.
“Speaking of which, Alex, didn’t you just grope Yona’s breasts earlier?”
At Kaiyak’s words, Yona, who was lying down, shot up like a jack-in-the-box.
She was a bit flustered, but she definitely remembered.
When she was tangled up with Alex, he had certainly groped her breasts.
“Ah, right. That did happen. You bastard, Alex.”
“Uh, uh…”
It was Alex who looked surprised at Yona’s reaction.
He was half-reclined, chuckling away, but now sat up straight on the bed with a tense expression.
“Hey, Alex. You groped my breasts earlier.”
“Th—that’s… yeah, I did.”
Alex’s face turned beet red, and he lowered his gaze, unsure of what to do.
Yona glared at him while Kaiyak and James nearby chuckled and laughed at Alex.
Just like in life, while the parties involved are serious, those watching find it entertaining.
“Did you enjoy it?”
“Uh—”
Alex recalled the feeling.
Honestly, um.
He couldn’t say no.
Even now, the sensation—the softness and squishiness—felt like it was echoing at his fingertips.
And if possible, he wanted to grope them one more time.
“…It was good.”
“Really?”
Yona grinned mischievously.
“I’ll consider it as a use of the membership, bald-headed bastard.”
“Hey! That’s a bit unfair, don’t you think?”
“What’s unfair? You touched it plenty. You never specified what situation would allow for touching. Plus, you did grope me.”
With Yona’s words, Alex had nothing more to say.
It’s true he had touched it, and it’s true he had groped it, and it’s also true there were no limitations set on the situation.
All in all, he did grope Yona’s breasts.
But still, he wished for a more proper situation to grope them freely.
– Knock, knock.
And Alex’s thoughts were interrupted by a knocking sound.
“Who is it?”
– Um, we’ve prepared the meal…
It was a youthful voice.
It was a bit difficult to send out the three awkwardly looking individuals—bald Alex, the Lizardman Kaiyak, and the orc James—so Yona had no choice but to get up and open the door.
Standing at the door was a girl with black hair.
She was the very girl who had encouraged Yona to take down that troll.
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