"Can’t I move my body, heh, heh? Is this that thing again?" Helen muttered, her body trembling from the useless struggle.

  "Ryan, why didn’t you give us... an order in time?"

  "And how did you expect me to do that?! We had a terrifying dragon right in front of us!"

  Helen and Mirian began walking toward Ryan, drawn by the power of the debt.

  Irina stayed watching and brought her hands to her chin.

  "So, will the same thing happen to them as it did to me?" she asked curiously, then covered her mouth with her hands.

  'Yes... but what will happen now?'

  Helen reached him from the front and Mirian from behind. Both pressed their chests against Ryan’s body.

  Helen’s face was bright red; Ryan looked away, blushing, able to hear the pounding of his own heart.

  'I shouldn’t think this but... I’m starting to enjoy this bug.'

  Then he felt something very soft press against his back, rubbing against him repeatedly.

  'Did she... take off her armor?'

  Ryan turned his gaze; two small tears were slipping from Mirian’s eyes.

  "No, don’t look at me right now, don’t look here..." Mirian began rubbing her bare chest against Ryan’s back. He couldn’t see all of it, only half of her chest and her neck.

  His heart started beating faster as Mirian melted in embarrassment and began letting out soft moans.

  "Ah... ah... I can’t..."

  "But don’t do that in front of me!" Irina shouted. "You’re such perverts." She covered her eyes and turned around, facing away from them.

  Then Helen let her armor fall.

  She pressed her bare chest against Ryan’s and began rubbing herself at the same time Mirian did.

  'I’m no longer sure if this is a punishment or paradise.'

  "Ah, ah, ah." The girls’ moans grew more pronounced.

  Ryan was extremely flustered, trying to control himself.

  Then both of them moved to Ryan’s sides. Mirian grabbed one of his arms, making his bicep disappear between her breasts.

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  If he looked to the right, there was Mirian; to the left, Helen.

  And they wouldn’t stop rubbing their bare chests against his arm.

  The sounds they were making had Irina completely flushed; she was even struggling to breathe.

  "It feels very soft," Ryan murmured.

  Helen squeezed his arm tightly.

  "Stop saying such inappropriate things! You’re making this even more embarrassing!"

  "Ah, ah... I can’t anymore, I feel very strange," Mirian said.

  Her breathing was extremely heavy.

  "I think... I’m going to lose my mind," Mirian added between moans, her breath uneven.

  "Stop it already!" Irina shouted as she stood in front of them.

  Her shout snapped Ryan back to his senses; he had been completely shaken, thinking they were making some kind of sandwich with him.

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  "I can move now." Helen quickly stepped back, covering her chest, picked up her armor, and put it back on.

  Mirian did the same and moved a little farther away.

  "How embarrassing, how embarrassing. An elf saw me doing something so indecent." Mirian was muttering.

  'What she’s worried about is that an elf saw her?'

  Helen was facing away and slowly turned her head, her face completely red.

  "Ryan... you didn’t enjoy that, did you?" she murmured.

  "What are you talking about?"

  "Na... nothing, just forget it."

  "You two, that curse is terrifying. How can you do such perverted things and stay so calm afterward?" Irina commented.

  But Ryan stepped closer and, looking into her eyes, replied,

  "What you did wasn’t exactly less perverted than this, you know?"

  "I know, I know." Irina looked away, embarrassed.

  After a few minutes they had calmed down and gathered together, thinking about what to do with the dragon.

  Helen said it didn’t matter; the dragon was rare rank and wouldn’t be worth much, not to mention how annoying it would be to carry it back to the guild.

  "Whatever, let’s just leave," Helen suggested.

  "Aren’t you going back to the village? My father could reward you."

  "A reward from the elves? I think that would be nice," Mirian commented as she stepped closer.

  'Being rewarded for problems we brought ourselves makes me feel bad.'

  They returned to the elven village. As they entered, cheers erupted, hailing them as the heroes who had saved the forest.

  The king began scolding Irina for leaving without permission and nearly dropped to his knees thanking the heroes for bringing his beloved daughter back without a single injury.

  "A cheer for our heroes," the King ordered.

  "Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!"

  'Ha, ha. This feels very strange.'

  They agreed to celebrate that night. The heroes would stay over and depart at dawn. They ate and drank as much as possible.

  Many elf women approached Ryan trying to seduce him, but they were driven away by Helen and Mirian’s intimidating presence.

  "You’re quite the charmer, young man." The old man placed a hand on Ryan’s shoulder as he spoke.

  "You’ve won the hearts of all the elf women, and two beauties accompany you. But are you interested in marrying one of our elves?"

  "Grandfather! Leave him alone! Don’t put strange ideas in his head!"

  "What is it, dear granddaughter? Do you want him for yourself? Ha, ha, ha."

  'This old man is very drunk.'

  "Stop joking, please, Grandfather! You should go to bed already! Drinking so much is bad for you!" Irina shouted, blushing.

  "The old man sure has energy."

  Then the King raised his glass and they toasted to an era of peace. After a brief speech, he announced that before departing, the heroes would be rewarded with anything they asked for.

  "We don’t really need much. Just give us anything that will help us on our journey."

  "Hey, Ryan, are you sure about that?" Helen whispered in his ear.

  "Yes. Don’t overthink it."

  'Accepting a reward already feels like an abuse.'

  "Very well. I think I have just what you need," the King declared. Then he paused.

  "I will give it to you tomorrow before you leave."