Chapter 38: Those Implanted with a Seed of Desire (4)

Of course. That Monster Villain has manifested in a state missing various things. If it simply ran away like this, the desire of Harukaze that it sucked up would run out and it would vanish.

Therefore, it wants it no matter what — the body of the man named Harukaze! The desire at its depths!

"Like I’ll let you—!"

I generate tentacles.

Their number eight, octo.

From multiple tentacles I spray lotion and adhesive liquid, hindering its advance—

＜You little smartassss—!＞

"Wha...!?"

——Wind danced.

The lotion and adhesive liquid pouring onto the ground were blown away by the strong wind and scattered around.

Bad — by the time I thought that, the Monster Villain had already closed the distance.

Racing with carnivorous-beast-like movements, it tried to cut me with the sword it was biting. I messed up; if the interference failed I should have moved immediately. The scarcity of combat experience delayed my sudden judgment.

The approaching blade. Toward the one heading for my neck as if saying it has no interest in men, I could not move—

"I won’t— let youuu!"

The intervening Knuckle slammed her right fist into the blade from the front.

A hard sound rang out. Against the Monster Villain whose movement stopped, she slammed her left fist into its face.

Together with the sound of metal being bent the kendo-mask-like head was damaged. ＜Ah, gu...!?＞ it leaked a pained voice and took distance.

"Atel-san, please don’t space out! Unlike us, if you take a direct hit it’s bad, you know!?"

"S-sorry! You saved me!"

Yes.

I do not possess the power of light like the Sacred.

Attacks that they could endure with reduced effect would be fatal if I take a direct hit.

I readied six tentacles as if taking a fighting pose, and extended the remaining two to the ground. So that I can brace when attacking, or run around while scattering lotion.

"Atel Octo, Sacred! I’ll evacuate sensei toward the school building!"

At Niekawa’s voice as he carried the collapsed Harukaze on his back, I nodded silently. Because I didn’t want to divert consciousness from the opponent as much as possible.

I didn’t intend to say I was a combat pro, but because things had been going well so far I had let my guard down. I had taken lightly the fact that I am an ordinary average person who has never been involved in battle.

——Did I think I leveled up after fighting the enemy a few times, am I an idiot.

Be aware. That I am inferior, that precisely because I am an irregular neither victory nor defeat is fated.

That is the possibility of becoming a trump card that saves the Sacred, and also the possibility of dying meaninglessly and unsightly.

In terms of ability the latter possibility is high. Don’t let your guard down, don’t become arrogant, seek the best.

I’m not particularly smart; no matter how much I think I might not reach the best — but excuses and regrets come after I’ve done everything I can.

"I’ll take the front. It’s fine. Among us the one with the best compatibility is me."

The girl who smiled proudly crushed the ground and closed the distance.

The Monster Villain howled. Strong wind howled toward Knuckle.

"Nai—ve!"

An intense headwind. In front of something she couldn’t even open her eyes against, Knuckle stepped in again and leaped forward like a bullet.

In a forward-leaning posture she broke through the wind and steadily closed the distance.

＜Then, ba—!＞

The Monster Villain’s eyes shone.

A clear preliminary movement. But Knuckle did not stop.

If it’s going to do something, punch it before that. If you call it muscle-brain that’s the end of it, but a Sacred with resistance to darkness can take one hit without problem.

Yes, originally.

I know the original.

What kind of attack the opponent will make — besides the strong wind, what power it possesses.

Therefore, only I and the Monster Villain understood that Knuckle’s action was a bad move.

＜Disappea—r!＞

"Hah! The one disappearing is you!"

"Bad — dodge, Knuckle...!"

However, my shout was slightly late.

A red radiance assaulted Knuckle, but as if saying she didn’t care a fist was slammed into its face.

In front of the Monster Villain that was blown away together with the scream ＜Gugia!?＞, she leaned forward to pursue—

"Oooooooh!"

"Polka dots! Polka dots!"

"The spats iron wall is broken!"

"...Nnnn?"

——At the cheers ringing from the school building, Knuckle put on a suspicious expression.

I wonder, what on earth are they looking at and getting so happy about?

Come to think of it, earlier Atel Octo shouted something, is it related to that?

While thinking that and apparently deciding "Well whatever," she readied both hands in the howling strong wind—

"Wha, ah— N-Knuckle! Down, down! Hide it! Quickly!"

"Heh? What are you saying, Saber-senpa—"

——She started to say, and Knuckle put on a puzzled expression.

I wonder, somehow my lower body feels breezy, she thought.

There is the sensation of cloth, but something is missing. Every time the strong wind shakes the skirt, my thighs, my lower body, feel a little colder than usual.

Warily, she directed her gaze toward her own feet, and finally noticed.

——That her spats had vanished.

——That from the slits of the cheongsam-like costume, pink polka-dot underwear was perfectly visible.

"...Heh?"

Roar.

Wind blew.

The cheongsam-like skirt that prioritized ease of movement flipped up with a flap.

Her healthy-fleshed thighs and childish polka-dot underwear were fully exposed. From the school building boys’ gazes poured onto Knuckle, onto her lower body. My gaze as well.

——Yes, this Monster Villain is by no means a being specialized in wind.

Ultimately wind is only a means to flip skirts and look at panties.

Then, against an opponent that cannot be helped even if flipped by wind, what does it do? Against a woman wearing spats or show panties, or more to the point pants? Does it give up? A Monster Villain that transformed from the desire to see panties?

The answer is no — as shown by the figure of Knuckle frozen with her panties fully exposed right in front of us.

This Monster Villain is specialized purely in looking at women’s panties. The low posture like a carnivorous beast is probably also from the desire to peek from below.

Therefore — its name is "Panty-Flash Monster Villain."

Whether pants or show panties, it doesn’t matter; it is a non-human specialized purely in looking at women’s panties.