Ch.283″Damn it, what is this, Commander! This drug! (3)”

While I was trying to calm the rising passion in my lower body after realizing the shocking fact that Marian was Big Pie…

“Commander? No matter how pretty Marian is, it’s a bit much to just stare at that, don’t you think?”

“Hmm…”

“Look, now everyone else has changed and come back.”

“Commander! We’re here!”

“Umm, well… hmm.”

“Everyone looks great in their outfits, splendidly so.”

I could see our superhumans, all wearing slightly different designs of “reverse bunny” outfits, walking in proudly with Jessica leading the way.

‘Wow, those figures.’

For some reason, when they returned, one person had been switched out.

“Huh? Who’s that…?”

“It’s been a while! I’m Lepan, captain of the Rodos Mercenary Group!”

I hadn’t specifically mentioned it, but when I called for Berial and Tiamat, Partia, whom I happened to spot passing by, must have gone with them.

Why wasn’t Partia visible now, and why was the very green Lepan wearing a reverse bunny outfit instead?

And unlike Marian, who was covering herself with her arms because the Big Pie stickers weren’t covering enough, Lepan was confidently displaying her presence despite her areolas being clearly visible beyond the stickers.

Seeing the captain’s shameless(?) appearance had the positive effect of making Marian lower her arms that had been covering her chest out of pride, but regardless, I was quite curious about where Partia had gone.

When I voiced this question, Jessica said:

“She gave her spot to Lepan who joined midway, saying she’d wear the next outfit that arrives.”

“I see.”

Thinking that was truly befitting of a Saintess’s kindness, I found myself nodding automatically.

Then, like I did with Marian, I began enjoying the visual feast of the reverse bunny outfits worn by Jessica and the other superhumans.

‘Nice.’

Usually, since they didn’t all dress like Ignis or Pashtra, it was difficult to clearly gauge their figures.

But now, due to the nature of the “reverse bunny” outfit, everything from their collarbones and armpits down to their hips was completely visible…

‘Wah, I’m baby Commander, my heart hurts.’

To permanently preserve this beautiful situation, I turned on the recording function linked to the user’s view.

I took several screenshots of each superhuman, or had them pose together as a group.

After collecting such enjoyable verification shots, thinking about posting them to the gallery…

‘Renaissance…!’

The thought that an untimely renaissance of adult images or self-made skins(?) might begin made me feel an unmistakably lewd sensation growing within me.

———-

While I was busy taking photos and videos of these erotic appearances…

“Ohhhhh?!”

“No way, are those people wearing such outfits too?!”

“Oh right.”

When I saw the pirate “Bearded Rairan” and his executive officers returning to the VIP lounge from the bathroom, I remembered that this gathering wasn’t set up as a reverse bunny girl strip show, but as a farewell party for the pirate alliance’s defense fleet led by that bearded Rairan.

Despite Pashtra showing an amazing personal talent called “Diagonal Rice Cake Mochi♡” with Captain Lepan, I decided to move away from this erotic atmosphere and continue with the celebration for the true hosts of the event.

And just as I had that thought…

“Commander, how about giving a toast for those guys soon?”

“You’re right, Griyanar.”

As Griyanar, also dressed in a reverse bunny outfit, encouraged me to make a toast, I thought it was quite reasonable and decided to pick up a drink from the table behind me to make a light toast.

“Now then, everyone take a glass… hmm.”

But at that moment, a thought crossed my mind.

‘Wait, wouldn’t it be awkward if the person making the toast is the only one holding a soft drink while everyone else has alcohol?’

The thought was that it seemed wrong for me to be holding a pink otherworldly strawberry drink while everyone else was holding alcohol glasses for the toast.

Of course, when I voiced this thought…

“Come on, what does it matter whether it’s a drink or alcohol for a toast, Commander?”

“Th-that’s right, I don’t mind either way, okay? Big brother.”

Despite both Griyanar, who initiated the toast, and Marian, who could be considered the person of honor, waving their hands and showing a strangely “urgent” expression saying I didn’t need to worry about it…

“No, I think this is better.”

“Well, that’s not wrong.”

“Since the Commander seems set on it, just go ahead.”

As Jessica said, since I was already fixated on the idea, I put down my drink glass and tried to get a new alcohol glass.

But at that moment, Admiral Rairan, who was drunk after having gone to the bathroom from drinking too much, said:

“Heheheheh, Commander Icarus? I happen to be holding a brand new glass with fresh alcohol, how about using this?”

“Oh, would that be alright?”

“Of course, and in exchange, since you haven’t touched your drink yet, I’ll take it to cut down on my alcohol consumption.”

“Hmm.”

Perhaps because of the event boosting our relationship…

Along with what seemed like a kind of loyalty pledge, I thought it would be better to simply exchange drinks rather than disrupt the atmosphere by going to get new alcohol.

So I nodded at Rairan’s words, and without thinking, exchanged our glasses and properly made a toast.

“Now, a toast to the pirate alliance fleet that has worked hard to protect our base, and to Empress Marian who provided that fleet!”

“””””Cheers!”””””

“Ch-cheers…”

“Cheeeeers!”

———-

And while Icarus, the superhumans, and the pirate executives attending the farewell party were raising their glasses in toast…

Marian and Griyanar, who were also raising their glasses, were busy communicating with each other through eye contact.

-“Isn’t what Rairan is drinking the one with the drug?”

-“…Yes?”

-“What do we do about this?”

-“Dunno.”

Their plan had been completely twisted due to Icarus’s small whim.

They were discussing what to do about this situation, but no matter how much Marian tried to communicate with eye beams, even Griyanar had her limits in this situation.

-“…But we made the drug with a delayed effect, so maybe it can hold until the end of the farewell party?”

-“Can it hold out that long?”

-“Maybe?”

-“That sounds a bit doubtful.”

They could only believe in the drug’s delayed effect and hope that the current situation would pass smoothly.

———-

But what even Griyanar herself hadn’t anticipated was…

Unlike Icarus, whose digestive abilities were no different from an ordinary person’s (except for his drug tolerance and physical durability)…

Rairan’s body, as a “Pirate Admiral,” was that of a considerably superior superhuman, not as good as Marian but still exceptional.

The problem was that this meant…

The time it took for the drug that entered Rairan’s body with the drink to be absorbed by his digestive system and spread throughout his body was faaaaar faster than Griyanar had expected.

And as a result…

“Aaaaaahhhhh♡♡♡♡!!!”

“?!”

“My whole body feels like it’s turned into nipples♡♡♡♡♡♡”

“A-Admiral?!”

“Old man, what’s wrong with you?!”

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa-!!”

“Commander, you shouldn’t look at such an unsightly thing.”

“Oh my…”

“C-Commander.”

In the middle of the farewell party, a sturdy, hairy middle-aged man started screaming like a male-disqualified sow in heat.

As a result, Icarus’s vision, which had been purified by reverse bunny girls, was once again corrupted by the sight of a bearded man’s orgasm show with 3,000 times the sensitivity.

Of course, thanks to the reverse bunny girls blocking Icarus’s view with their bodies immediately afterward, the visual terrorism didn’t last too long…

Shortly after, when he learned about the whole situation, a very angry Icarus forcibly dismantled some of Griyanar’s drug manufacturing facilities.

But all of this was something that would happen in the relatively near future, not right now.

For now, Griyanar, unaware of the future awaiting her, could only inwardly wail as she watched the bearded Rairan downing the drink in one shot.

‘Why are YOU drinking that, you hairy bastard!!!’