“Oh, no, please don’t misunderstand! I’m not still a virgin because there’s something wrong with my body. It’s just that I’m tall and of high status, so men avoided me! W-would you like to see? The shape and color are pretty, well, I haven’t compared, but it should be normal.”

    Captain… when I saw you on the ship, you were overflowing with charisma, so why do you look like such a loser now? Is it because you’re a virgin?

    Looking down at two men who were smaller than me, I couldn’t help but feel more disappointed than when I faced a man who had attacked the ship alone.

    P-please stop.

    I usually couldn’t empathize with feeling embarrassed when incidents occurred, such as being embarrassed as a fellow Korean or sharing the same school background.

    Why should I be embarrassed just because that criminal is bad and we share the same nationality?

    But now, I think I can understand them.

    As someone of the same gender as her, I feel immense shame. Why is the embarrassment my burden when that crazy woman is appealing to a sexual predator to confirm the color of her genitals?

    To all the users who were on the news gallery with me, I’m sorry. So you were angry because you felt this way?

    The small men who openly displayed their sexual desires and targeted the captain’s body recoiled in fear at her madness.

    “U-um, Captain, are you okay?”

    I interjected between the three of them. The captain finally turned to look at me.

    The sight of the captain was unbelievable. Barefoot without shoes or socks, all the buttons on her upper uniform were undone, and she only wore it like a jacket. So you could see her sternum, abs, and belly button through the vertical gap.

    Of course, I wasn’t in a proper state either. My leather pants were torn in various places like shredded jeans, and my white blouse had one sleeve missing, making it a sleeveless top. On top of that, I had a shoulder strap hanging off my shoulder.

    “Oh, you’re… Hazel! Hazel. Our benefactor on the ship! Are you okay!”

    The captain rushed over and embraced me. She seemed over 180 cm tall, so her chest enveloped my face. I couldn’t breathe.

    “Why did I fall off the ship and what happened? Why are you here, Captain?”

    Excited, the captain briefly explained the story behind it.

    The ship was heavily damaged by the monster’s rampage, but it wasn’t sinking. She said they also defeated the octopus monster. However, at the very end, an adventurer wielding a large axe was being dragged by the octopus’s tentacles, and the captain ran over to cut off the tentacle and save him.

    After that, she and the exhausted monster fell into the sea together, and when she came to her senses, she was here.

    Thank goodness. It seems Rihanna and Peter are safe.

    “Oh, that adventurer with the axe is part of my group. Thank you for saving him.”

    “It’s nothing! If you hadn’t incapacitated that man, our crew and 400 passengers would have perished! I should be the one thanking you. In the name of Captain Grecia Medici of the Golden Lioness.”

    The captain, or rather Grecia, knelt before me.

    “Y-yes. But for now, let’s focus on the current situation and have a calm discussion later. Do you know where we are?”

    I helped Grecia up and changed the subject.

    “R-right. Since you and Hazel were swept here, we need to quickly stabilize and rest. I’ll go negotiate and come back soon, so please wait!”

    “What? No, that’s not it…”

    Without even listening to my words, Gresia ran back to the men who were standing around dumbfounded. She was brave, even barefoot.

    “Excuse me, would it be possible to provide two beds for us? Hazel is quite exhausted right now, so how about I take a few more turns?”

    The situation worsened.

    “I-I guess we should inform the captain, right?”

    “Y-yes. That’s the correct procedure on this island.”

    The men seemed completely deflated by Gresia’s behavior. They abandoned the idea of having fun and seemed intent on following the proper procedures to take us to the responsible person on the island. So, this is a real island.

    The men led us away from the beach. As we left the beach, the dense tropical forest greeted us, blocking even the sunlight.

    The monkey on my shoulder looked a bit gloomy as the sunlight disappeared. You’re not a plant. You don’t need photosynthesis. Why are you looking gloomy?

    During our walk, I was able to hear about the island from Captain Gresia and the men.

    It wasn’t a den of thieves or pirates, but rather a place where laborers had long resided to extract rare minerals from the island.

    I wondered if they were lying, but it seemed Gresia had a way to confirm the truth. The men’s words turned out to be true.

    “Oh, so you two are laborers, I mean miners?”

    I observed the two men again. Both were around 160cm tall, with unkempt hair and shabby clothes, but their shoes looked thick and sturdy. Hmm. Are those the shoes you wear when going into a mine? They really seemed like real laborers, as Gresia had said. The soles of their shoes were quite thick, making them walk slowly as if they were wearing high heels. Pirates wouldn’t wear such expensive and useless shoes.

    “Oh, right! Our job is miners, yes. Do we look like that?”

    The men seemed pleased to know they looked like miners. Well, maybe they felt proud when outsiders called them miners? I’m not sure.

    But what kind of laborer teases a stranded woman about her chest or buttocks? That’s the worst, isn’t it? I felt a strong urge to correct them and say they looked more like rapists or sexual harassers than miners, but I quickly suppressed it.

    I remembered the conversation Lianna had with me when we first met.

    “Sexual harassment? That’s a new word for me. Insulting someone sexually? If you insult me like that, saying my vagina is too narrow for your penis to fit, I’ll cut you right away. But this is just defamation, right?”

    “Oh? Touching my buttocks or chest is teasing? So, if I feel flattered, is it not a compliment? Why is this considered teasing? I told you not to do it again, but if you do, it might be a problem.”

    “Wouldn’t Peter feel bad? It’s not like I’m leaving Peter behind and going to have sex with a man who touched my chest. Isn’t he supposed to feel proud that someone complimented my chest? Shouldn’t he feel a sense of pride?”

    “Hahaha. Yes, it seems you’re a bit confused about common sense due to memory loss, Hazel.”

    That’s right. In this world, touching someone’s chest or buttocks wasn’t even considered a crime. I didn’t realize it due to the change in common sense from the convent, and being with Lianna and Peter all the time, but this was a completely different world. Let’s not forget that.

    After about 10 minutes of walking through the forest, we reached a small village. I was fine with the protection of [Complete Recovery], but Gresia seemed quite exhausted. Her breathing was rough.

    The place we arrived at was a bit rough to call a village. Houses made of unpolished logs were built leaning against large trees or rocks, and the road was an unpaved dirt path.

    It felt more like a temporary fort made by the miners rather than a village.

    “Right now, everyone has gone to work in the mines, so we are the only ones here on meal duty or patrol duty. I’ll give you a room first, so go and rest. We’ll talk about meals and medicine when the boss returns in the evening.”

    “You’re not emergency patients, so you can endure, right? Oh, I can give you water even if I can’t provide medicine and food.”

    “Since we’re in an isolated place, we can’t use resources recklessly. Please understand.”

    The two men took turns speaking. They seemed to have worked together for a long time.

    “Yes. Oh, well, we can’t help it. We’re unwelcome guests, so we should be grateful if we’re provided with accommodation.”

    I replied on behalf of the breathless Gracia. Gracia didn’t have any noticeable injuries, so yeah. If she has any wounds, I can go into the room and heal her.

    No, it’s the ability to heal when my bodily fluids touch someone! That’s what I’m talking about, okay? It doesn’t mean I want to engage in lesbian play, okay?

    “Um, so, what about the promise we made earlier? We agreed to take my, my, my maiden as a condition for providing a place to sleep.”

    …Gracia didn’t seem out of breath because she was tired. It was just her anticipation of finally escaping the maiden’s role that made her libido rise?

    “Oh, we promised. Yes. We did. But for now, you need to recover your strength to enjoy it, right? Rest first! See that building over there? It’s empty, so rest there until the boss returns.”

    “Thank you. Let’s go, Seonsang-nim.”

    “Huh? Are you okay? I still have energy. A woman from the Medici family doesn’t get tired from drifting for three days!”

    Gracia came to me crying. Don’t underestimate drifting. It looked as pathetic as showing off in front of a woman. Sorry, guys. I thought men were weak, but it turns out that those with high libido are the ones who become pathetic? I finally realized.

    .

    .

    .

    Although I said that, Captain Gracia seemed really exhausted. She came into the shabby log house, drank a whole pot of coconut water I handed her, and fell asleep right away.

    I took off Gracia’s top and bra to check if she had any injuries.

    She was a pathetic woman who became a loner when she saw a man, but because of this person, Riana was safe. I wanted to do something for her. If Riana or Peter had been hurt, I might not have lived long because of guilt.

    I carefully examined her upper body, and there were wounds on her arms and sides. I sucked the saliva in my mouth and applied it to the wounds.

    Oh, there’s a wound on the side of her chest too. I lay down and kept turning, so I grabbed her breast in my hand, pushed it aside to expose the wound, and gently kissed the wound on her side.

    Squelch-

    “I brought some water here… Ahh!”

    “I thought you were just a simple pervert, but you’re a lesbian heretic pervert! Ew, it gives me chills!”

    The two men quickly put down the water jug and left.

    I’m sorry, Gracia. It might take more time for you to shake off the maiden label. This time, it’s really my fault.

    I vowed to make sure to make Mu-ne suffer the consequences when I suck someone next time.

    “Huh?”

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