Ch.281″Damn it, what is this, Commander! This drug! (1)”

About 3 days later.

What I had intended to be a modest farewell party somehow transformed into something resembling a festival with all the former base personnel gathering, giving me a rather peculiar feeling.

Unlike me, however, the guests of honor—the bearded Admiral and Marian—seemed quite pleased.

“Damn it, Commander Icarus, I like you!”

“Hmm.”

“Wee-hahahaha!”

“I never expected Brother to do something this nice for us. Thanks to you, I’m feeling quite energized.”

“Mmm.”

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<Event>

<Extravagant Farewell Party>

<Description>

<The pirate admiral ‘Bearded Rairan’ is extremely grateful that you’ve thrown such a lively and extravagant farewell party for them.>

<Similarly, Marian is also very impressed by the ‘reward’ you’re giving to your subordinates.>

<Reward>

<Trust with ‘Pirate Alliance’ faction +10>

<Goodwill with ‘Bearded Rairan’ +10, 5% discount when hiring mercenaries under this pirate admiral’s command (stackable)>

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After receiving what seemed like subtle yet surprisingly sweet rewards, I could only nod in response.

But honestly, the scene unfolding before me was something I never could have imagined.

“Drink up, drink up!”

“My, my, our pirate brothers are really something today, aren’t they?”

“Uhahahahaha!”

‘Hmm.’

I have no idea who arranged this, but what was supposed to be a simple gathering with food and drinks…

Bunny girls.

And not just any bunny girls, but “reverse” bunny girls barely covering their essential parts had appeared, renting out one of the fortress’s large halls and turning it into a den of debauchery.

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<Event>

<This Was Too Erotic to Be Called a Farewell Party>

<Description>

<The farewell party for the Pirate Alliance fleet is in full swing.>

<Not only is there an abundance of delicacies, but reverse bunny girls with just their essential parts barely covered are walking around serving drinks and beverages.>

<The injured are receiving free treatment for everything from hair loss to minor injuries at the base’s medical center.>

<The pirates belonging to this fleet are singing your praises for giving them this dreamlike night.>

<Particularly, some young pirates who see this as their chance to lose their virginity through proper means rather than military-style brotherhood.>

<They’re shedding tears of gratitude, promising to repay you someday for giving them this precious opportunity.>

<Reward>

<Trust with ‘Bearded Rairan’ fleet members +10, some members +50>

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From the VIP lounge above, I watched the den of debauchery—no, that’s not right.

As I watched the scene of indulgence unfolding below, I turned to Jessica, who despite having rabbit ears wasn’t dressed as a bunny girl, and asked:

“Jessica, I doubt it, but… did you arrange this?”

“Of course not. If I had, I would’ve been the first one down there in a reverse bunny outfit with a tail plug.”

‘With a what?’

I flinched momentarily at her last comment.

But as she casually denied involvement while making such risqué remarks, I found myself nodding in agreement.

However, all this told me was that Jessica hadn’t planned this situation.

The fundamental question of “who did this?” still had me puzzled, so I asked Jessica directly.

“Then who planned it?”

“Well… the people behind you right now, Commander.”

Upon hearing Jessica’s response, I slowly turned around…

“Heheheh, what do you think, Commander? My perfect plan!”

“…”

“I did not endorse this, Commander.”

“Hmm.”

There stood Griyanar, proudly posing with hands on hips in a reverse bunny outfit, along with Pashtra, Oxianor, and Smeragi.

Each had their own unique way of covering their essential parts.

It wasn’t drastically different—Pashtra and Griyanar simply used heart-shaped stickers.

Smeragi’s stickers were distinctly cat-shaped.

As for Oxianor…

“What’s wrong, Commander?”

“Nothing, nothing at all.”

Her covering consisted of tentacle strands from her modified “living uniform,” making her essentially a walking obscenity.

Though momentarily confused, once I regained my composure…

‘Ah, a perfect balance of guardians.’

I found myself nodding at the sight of the perfect 2:2 ratio of different body types before me.

The issue was that, being “reverse bunny girls,” all four wore rabbit ear headbands and rabbit tails…

“Ufufu♡ What do you think, Commander? Our new look♡”

“I heard the Commander would like it, so I wore it. It feels quite different from usual, rather chilly actually.”

“This is a new outfit I created. Despite appearances, it’s tougher than most combat suits and can function in space too.”

“…Hmm.”

Setting aside the mad scientist’s excessive functionality additions…

When Pashtra and Smeragi proudly twirled around earlier, I noticed their rabbit “tails” were positioned slightly lower than on typical bunny girls.

Given the nature of reverse bunny outfits, I couldn’t help but wonder how exactly those tails were attached.

At least for Smeragi and Oxianor, it made sense—one already had a tail (cat version) and the other could simply generate one.

But for Pashtra and Griyanar, I was quite curious about how those slightly lower “tails” were attached.

Anyway, stopping my thoughts right there…

Looking at the confident attitude of Griyanar among the perfectly balanced reverse bunny party members, I finally understood how a simple farewell party had turned into this den of indulgence, and I nodded.

“Excellent, 100 points.”

“Of course I deserve that score! It was hard work making these on short notice!”

Despite usually causing all sorts of trouble, today she brought this unexpected benefit.

‘Ah, can’t resist new skins.’

Perhaps noticing my unconscious smile at their appearance…

“Um… could I get one of those too?”

“Hmm? Oh, of course you can, but there’s one condition.”

“What’s that?”

“First we need to take your measurements… and then…”

-whisper whisper-

I watched as Marian, who had been observing the situation, naturally began negotiating with Griyanar about outfit production.

‘This would get quite a reaction if I took screenshots and posted them in the gallery.’

Perhaps later there might be costume contests among users, bringing out all sorts of bizarre and strange creations.

“Excellent outfits, but is that all you’ve prepared?”

“Unfortunately, Berial, Ignis, and Tiamat are so busy I haven’t been able to take their measurements yet.”

“I see…”

“And I couldn’t measure Jessica either, so I couldn’t make hers.”

“I understand…”

“So, Commander, if you want, could you lend them to me for a moment just to take their measurements?”

Since things had come to this, I decided to support Griyanar’s apparent plan to outfit all the superhumans in reverse bunny skins.

“Just curious, does it require a lot of resources?”

“How could it? Just look at how little fabric these outfits use.”

“…When you put it that way, that makes sense.”

When I asked about the cost, thinking of “skins” from my gaming days, Griyanar’s reaction suggested I’d said something completely out of place.

I realized that while this world might be governed by a system, in some ways it was still “reality,” which gave me a peculiar feeling.

But regardless, if Griyanar was willing to put in the effort, all my superhumans would get complete reverse bunny skin sets.

“Commander, I heard you called for me… is it because of that?”

“Eek! Isn’t that a bit too revealing?”

“…That’s rich coming from someone who usually goes around without underwear.”

“Can I really wear that too?”

“Of course! Everyone else is getting one, it wouldn’t be fair if you didn’t.”

I decided to send Berial, Tiamat, Ignis, and Jessica—who had all just returned from completing daily quests—to Griyanar for their skin fittings.

Only after sending them all off was I finally able to enjoy a proper, manly year-end gathering with the bearded old man.