Ch.516Episode 19 – HELLDIVERS

Objectively and subjectively, this poor spy gentleman’s fate was no different from livestock being dragged to the slaughterhouse.

The obligatory defense battle—just hearing about it sent shivers down one’s spine. The reason for those shivers was the massive siege warfare conducted universally by married couples and lovers worldwide.

“Yes… that’s all fine and good. So, what exactly do you want me to do?”

Frederick moved his lips with an expression that suggested everything in the world was a bother.

Sprawled on the sofa like dried fish, his appearance screamed “I don’t want to do this” at first glance, but his displeased tone and indifferent demeanor had no effect on Veronica.

“Obviously, you need to wash up, Major?”

Pausing in the middle of undoing her cassock, Veronica answered with a smile in her eyes.

That smile would have been praised endlessly by a renowned artist, but to Frederick, it was as terrifying as a combination of Korean fermented shellfish and cinnabar fruit.

Of course, whether Frederick was horrified or not didn’t matter to Veronica in the slightest.

Supporting the flowing fabric along its curves with her arm, Veronica wiggled her fingers.

“Follow me. With your sister.”

Episode 19 – HELLDIVERS

Apparently worried that I might run away if I disappeared from her sight, Veronica insisted that I follow her all the way to the bathroom.

I muttered with a voice full of complaints.

“Do you really need to go this far to be satisfied?”

Veronica’s actions were relentless.

While I was hesitating, she had already removed her clothes and folded them outside. By the time I finally unbuttoned the last button of my shirt, she was reaching behind to unhook her bra.

“Don’t think you can get away with cutting corners.”

“Even so, the three of us going into the shower at the same time is just…”

“Tsk.”

As I was organizing my shirt while facing the wall, a sharp warning reached my ears. As if threatening to not let me off if I said one more word, Veronica cut me off with a resolute tone.

“Your tongue is particularly loose today, Major. Has your affection cooled off completely?”

“That’s not what I meant—”

“Enough, just hurry up and come.”

“…Haah.”

I couldn’t help but sigh. I wasn’t making excuses—I was genuinely tired.

For some reason, Veronica wasn’t listening to me at all. Perhaps this too was my karmic retribution.

“Are you undressed yet? How long are you going to keep us waiting?”

Despite the persistent urging voice behind me, I tried to stall as much as possible, but it was all in vain.

They say hesitation only delays the inevitable. My stalling was only provoking Veronica’s anger. Right. As they say, it’s better to take your beating early. I decided to just dive in.

I completely undressed, neatly stacked my clothes, and faced the reality before me.

“Are you ready now?”

In response, Veronica placed one hand on her hip and flashed a seductive smile.

Her attitude was as confident as could be, symbolizing self-assurance. Despite not wearing a single thread, she showed no sign of embarrassment, and likewise, not a hint of shame appeared on her expression.

In contrast to the saint who leaned against the wall with one hand while resting the other on her hip, the other saint covered her body with both arms as if embarrassed.

“…Hnngh.”

Red ears, breasts pressed against her skin. Covering her small breasts with one hand and lowering the other to conceal her private area—it was the very picture of shame.

Lucia seemed to express her embarrassment with her entire body.

Unable to flee and forced to follow us in, she quickly averted her eyes as soon as our gazes met, as if burned. Her flowing golden hair cascaded along her curves with the movement of her head.

“My, my. Our little sister doesn’t know what to do?”

Finding it quite amusing, Veronica tossed a pouch onto her clothes, then approached Lucia from behind and carefully wrapped her arms around her sister’s body, beginning her teasing.

She blew into her ear, tried to gently move the arms covering Lucia’s body, and after seeing the pair of reddened ears, even touched them with her lips as if discovering a cute toy.

“Ugh, sister…”

“It’s okay. Don’t worry.”

“That’s not it… This is…”

Lucia’s words failed to take shape due to her overwhelming shame.

She pleaded to be allowed to shower alone with sparkling doe-like eyes, but Veronica seemed to have no intention of granting her sister’s wish.

The saint embracing the other saint cast a playful glance at me.

There was no additional comment, but the meaning wasn’t complex enough to require interpretation.

I threw a disgusted look before squeezing between the two saints. Freed from the teasing, Lucia sighed lightly in relief, while Veronica clicked her tongue in disappointment.

“Stop tormenting your sister.”

“My, are you looking after Lucia in front of me? I wonder how long you two have known each other to act like this.”

Even my scolding seemed to be an interesting topic for her now.

Veronica approached from behind me with a deep smile and looked at Lucia over my shoulder, grinning. It was the look of someone gazing at a truly lovable sister.

I wondered why she would play such mischievous pranks on her beloved sister, but that wasn’t important at all. Why? Because Veronica’s teasing had now found a new target.

I felt a heavy weight against my back. Without having to turn around, I could tell Veronica was clinging to me.

Half-riding my back, Veronica reached out and turned on the shower.

-Shhhhhh.

The heated stream of water soaked my entire body.

The shower sprayed a wide and fierce stream that reached even me, sandwiched between the two saints, Veronica and Lucia.

“Hmmmm~”

While the saint hummed a cheerful tune, Lucia and I just stood there silently. Awkwardness aside, I just wanted this time to pass quickly.

There was no particular conversation between us.

“……”

“……”

As the water poured down on her body, Lucia carefully began to roll her eyes. The saint, who had turned her body at a 90-degree angle, glanced at me from the corner of her eye, while I just stood there without any particular thought.

However, there was someone behind me who couldn’t stay still for even a moment.

My wish to quietly get through this moment without incident was shattered.

“Hmm….”

After a sensual hum, the pressure I felt on my back disappeared.

“The atmosphere isn’t lively at all. Are you all so shy?”

“…Of course it’s embarrassing, how could it not be?”

“Why are you all like this? We’ve already seen everything there is to see.”

Veronica let out a laugh like a cunning scoundrel, then clapped her hands and made this suggestion.

“Alright. It seems we’re awkward after not seeing each other for a while, so what would be good… Ah, I’ve got a good idea. Let’s try this.”

What is she planning now?

I turned to look at the saint in disbelief, and the saint smiled back at me.

“Let’s wash each other.”

How about it? Isn’t that nice?

*

Veronica’s atrocious mischief always comes in ways that exceed our imagination.

I don’t know what kind of thoughts she normally has to come up with such plans, but in any case, Veronica was clearly an unpredictable lunatic.

Today, that lunatic tendency seemed to have activated once again.

I couldn’t help but think that as I watched Veronica humming happily.

“Where did you get such a perverted idea? Seriously.”

I wonder if she can even hear me. Sigh.

After examining various body cleansers with a careful eye, Veronica squeezed one displayed at the front onto her palm, then rubbed it on her body to create foam.

The saint, who had been carefully selecting products, gestured toward her sister who was standing at a distance.

“Come here, Lucia.”

“…Yes.”

As the saint approached hesitantly, the foam-making saint suddenly embraced her.

The surprise at the sudden hug was momentary. As the voice that followed resonated in Lucia’s ear, the tension in her body began to relax languidly.

“Why so shy? We used to do this before, didn’t we?”

“T-that’s true, but…”

I was momentarily dumbfounded.

Wait, they used to do this together in the past? What does that mean?

It was a statement that would make even the Papal State, not to mention ordinary passersby, doubt their ears.

Unable to hide my bewilderment, I alternated my gaze between the two. Perhaps conscious of my stare, Lucia began to stammer.

“That’s not what it means! She’s referring to when we bathed together as children…!”

“……”

“I-it’s true.”

Hiding her tomato-red face with her hands, Lucia explained in a shrinking voice. Veronica responded with a mischievous smile, confirming that it was indeed the truth.

It was a claim whose veracity was difficult to determine. But what was certain was that the childhood experience Lucia mentioned was not as perverted as this.

“Now, turn around.”

Veronica pressed Lucia’s back against her own body and began to rub. It was literally washing a body with another body—an action I had never even imagined.

The squelching sound of skin rubbing against skin continued. Lucia couldn’t raise her head due to embarrassment.

But Veronica just kept laughing as if she found it all very amusing.

“We need to do the front too, right?”

This bizarre act didn’t stop there but proceeded to the next level.

The saint who carefully turned around faced the other saint, who seemed to be having trouble containing herself, chuckling and beginning to move busily.

I wished they would just shower during shower time and keep sexual activities confined to the bedroom. Unfortunately, Veronica was not the kind of person who would grant my wish.

The laughter that leaked out despite trying to hide it, and the lecherous hand gestures that showed bad habits.

Like a snake climbing a tree, her hands followed the curves from thigh to pelvis, devouring the luscious fruit. The flat land covered in snow-white skin met the moist abdomen.

The saint, who had pressed her belly against the other saint’s, wrapped her arms around the other’s waist and pulled strongly. Sensual curves merged into a single plane, navels touched, and breasts, distorted beyond recognition, extended up and down along the smooth texture.

“Hngh….”

When her protruding breasts were grabbed, Lucia let out a low moan.

The laughter didn’t stop even as they continuously rubbed skin against skin, creating foam, and the hand play continued as well.

“Our sister has grown a lot, hasn’t she?”

“Sister, please don’t say such things, hng…?!”

“Shh.”

We need to focus, right?

The saint pressed her index finger firmly against the other saint’s lips and began to move her body in earnest with a flirtatious smile.

She lifted the tip with just her fingers like picking fruit from a cake, then stroked the skin underneath. Her touch along the shoulder line exuded gentleness.

She grabbed the full buttocks and kneaded them to her heart’s content, and as she rubbed the pressed abdomens together, foam appeared and disappeared repeatedly.

Indecent sounds and breath mixed with moans became entangled in disorder. The saint trembled delicately at the thrilling touch on the inside of her thighs, and the saint who caressed the mound also narrowed her eyes as she blew hot breath onto the breasts.

The eyes reminiscent of obsidian emitted a bewitching light. The saint who rolled her narrowed gaze to send me a message began to encourage me with a subtle tone.

“Our sister seems to be having a hard time. What do you think, Major?”

“……”

“Are you willing to help her like before?”

The saint who showed a beautiful eye-smile wrapped her arms around the waist of the saint in her embrace.

That enchanting gaze briefly turned downward, and a deep smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

“She looks like she’s struggling quite a bit.”

It was a blatant attempt at seduction.

I tried to politely decline the offer, but it was difficult to break Veronica’s stubbornness. The saint who was twirling her fingers on the other saint’s breasts urged me not to back out like a coward, and then once again delivered what was essentially a threat.

Crazy woman.

She’s truly insane…

In the end, I found myself sandwiched between the two saints yet again today. To share my honest impression… well, it wasn’t bad. In fact, I rather enjoyed it.

“Our sister. Let’s finish up and get out?”

“Hic… Y-yes, I understand.”

“That’s it. Do it like this, like this.”

Fully ripened breasts rubbed against skin to create foam, and gentle hands repeatedly spread the gathered foam.

The sensation of moving while pressing the entire body against another was both familiar and strange. When Lucia’s hot breath, with her face flushed red, touched near my collarbone, Veronica’s excited breathing responded in my ear.

Veronica playfully pressed her body against my back and didn’t stop there—she reached forward with both hands to stimulate me. Meanwhile, Lucia showed no signs of moving away, occasionally brushing her soft lower abdomen against me.

Lucia, who had been horrified at first, now seemed somewhat adapted. Judging by how her body, which had been stiff as a rock, was gradually loosening up. Perhaps pleased by this change, Veronica completely stuck to Lucia.

Like scooping honey with a dipper, slender fingers stirred the private parts. When a tongue invaded between parted lips, the soft flesh licked the fine teeth, dripping saliva.

Like snakes mating, their legs intertwined. The saints seemed to have forgotten their original purpose and were completely immersed in pleasure. Then suddenly, as if realizing something, Veronica hastily backed away first.

“Ah, look at me. That’s enough playing around. Let’s wrap this up and get out.”

The saint who wiped her glistening lips with her thumb instructed us to leave. It was a truly welcome suggestion.

After washing the dazed and dreamy Lucia and putting her to bed, I walked over to Veronica and asked a question. Despite finishing her bath, she still hadn’t left the bathroom.

“Aren’t you coming out?”

“You go ahead. I have something to take care of.”

“What business?”

“Well~”

The saint showed yet another bewitching smile as she held up the small pouch she had tossed among her clothes.

“Something fun?”

*

Even after the shower, Lucia couldn’t quite regain her composure. It had been an eventful day, so who could blame her? My day had been equally exhausting, so I just collapsed as well.

At this point, even escaping was difficult. Of course, I could flee, but if I disappeared now, Veronica’s revenge would come back tenfold.

Lying still was the wise choice. So I waited and waited.

About 30 minutes later, perhaps?

Veronica, who had remained alone in the bathroom, finally walked out.

“What’s this? Everyone’s resting? What did you all do to be sprawled out like this, really.”

The saint who discovered Lucia and me sprawled on the bed muttered as if in disbelief. As if wondering why we were making a fuss when she was fine.

Of course, that was because we had gone through a tight schedule, while the saint had been dragged out from wherever she had been slacking off and was therefore still energetic, but such logical arguments neither reached Veronica’s ears nor even left my mouth.

I looked at the saint who appeared with her hair neatly gathered to one side, wrapped in a robe.

“Did you finish your business?”

“Yes. I’m all prepared.”

“Prepared? What preparation?”

Caught off guard, I asked without understanding. Then Veronica placed her index finger at the corner of her lips and flashed an enigmatic smile.

“Major. Do you remember what I said before?”

“…Which statement?”

As I tilted my head in confusion, the saint approached stealthily and bent her waist.

Then, placing her hand on my shoulder, she whispered in my ear.

“I told you we’d do it from behind, didn’t I?”