Even while thinking about going to sleep soon, I kept wandering around.

I liked this kind of atmosphere.

Talking and playing comfortably with each other. And eating and drinking to my heart’s content.

Should I say I could feel freedom and peace? That’s why I wanted to enjoy this atmosphere even more.

It was also because I was the main character of the day.

’Zara isn’t here.’

Zara hadn’t been seen since we talked earlier. I wondered if she had gone home, but I still tried to look for her.

But no matter how much I searched, she wasn’t there.

Frustrated, I asked someone near the Ravenscoft Manor.

"Have you seen Zara?"

"Gurgle, Zara? She went into the Ravenscoft Manor a while ago. Ugh, I’m drunk."

"To the Ravenscoft Manor?"

"She probably went to the bathroom. Whether she’s the Lord’s daughter or a princess, they’re all human, aren’t they? Heheheh!"

Thump!

The guard who fell over while laughing. He should’ve drunk in moderation.

I subtly looked around and headed towards the Ravenscoft Manor. Perhaps this was an opportunity?

’While I’m at it, let’s get to know Zara deeply. If I have time, I’ll even train her, heheh.’

As expected, I guess I’m an unavoidable Debauched Hero. What can I do?

This is my destiny, my inevitability.

I entered the Ravenscoft Manor.

"Don’t we need more alcohol?"

"Fill up on more meat."

"They’re eating a surprising amount of salad. We have to chop more cabbage!"

The servants were still bustling about. I tried to pass by, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible.

"Gasp, it’s Lucian Vane."

"Super rookie, a hero candidate no different from a formal Hero!"

"He’s fucking adorable in person!"

"He’s delicate, but his muscle definition is amazing. How did he train?"

Servants expressing admiration or impressions about me as I passed by.

Suddenly, I felt embarrassed.

’This feels like being a celebrity. But where is Zara?’

My only interest was Zara. The conversation we had earlier was also on my mind. There’s nothing as depressing as someone burdened with worries.

Wandering around, I recalled that this Ravenscoft Manor was a much larger mansion than I’d thought.

It felt like walking through a maze.

I chuckled.

’I’ll find her. Zara, I want to get closer to you, and that’s the flow of things. Even if it takes time!’

A Debauched Hero is all about grit, grit! Talent and everything else is unnecessary!

And so, I went upstairs.

* * *

Zara Ravenscoft was in a certain room. She smiled bitterly as she looked down at the silver-haired boy with a swallow perm, who was sound asleep.

Her hand, which had been stroking his head, stopped. A sigh escaped her.

’My poor younger brother, destined to inherit the Lord’s position instead of me, a woman. You and I....’

Both she and her younger brother seemed equally bound by fate.

However, it was unknown whose fate was closer to the ideal. She sighed again, then shook her head.

For some reason, she felt guilty.

’Let’s go.’

Entering her own room right next door, Zara clenched her fist.

She looked around the room.

The atmosphere was plainer and more rigid than she expected.

Then her gaze stopped on a box. She looked down at it.

Inside, decorations and clothes, adorned as beautifully as possible, were mixed together.

’Things I had until a few years ago. The elders of our family say that women should be womanly. That it’s natural for them to be saved by someone.’

A bitter laugh escaped her. She opposed that idea. Even now.

’I proved that was wrong after becoming a Hero Candidate. And I tried to prove it further, but in the end, I was pushed aside by Lucian.’

It was a pity. It was regrettable.

She still had more to prove. There was still something left to prove.

In fact, Lucian Vane was currently displaying skills so fully blossomed that he could be called a formal Hero.

Thump.

Her heart pounded. Lucian’s sincere advice came to mind.

’Can I... become like that? I like wielding a sword. I like hunting monsters that threaten us!’

As if responding to her heart, her chest pounded even more wildly.

Placing a hand on her pounding chest, she nodded as if resolved.

Swoosh, rustle.

She changed into her casual clothes and stood before the mirror. From her current self as a Hero Candidate, her past self, wearing a rose dress, was projected.

A figure that often overlapped with her, carrying numerous past traumas.

Zara made a gesture as if grabbing something towards that figure. Then she threw it aside and laughed.

’I’m going to be a Hero. Lord, eldest, noble—none of that matters!’

She decided to live the life she wanted. Even if the social destiny given to her rejected it.

Lucian, who had made her this way, came to mind. She wanted to know more about him.

’My body is hot....’

Gasping for breath, Zara left the room. As if searching for an answer.

* * *

Fuck.

No matter how much I searched, Zara wasn’t there. A sigh escaped me.

’Is there some secret room here? What the hell is this?’

If hide-and-seek was this difficult, I’d want to surrender immediately.

To think finding someone could be this hard. At times like this, I regretted not having mana.

It would be easy if I learned even a search spell.

Still, I shook my head. Mana is just a sidekick!

’Ah, right. Now that I think about it, the Butler said there was a garden behind here, didn’t he? Is she there?’

I remembered something the Butler had said once. There should be a garden behind here.

Hmm, it doesn’t quite fit the image. But let’s go anyway.

I opened the door leading to the garden. And what I saw there was....

"Ah-haak♥"

Hearing a strange sound, I approached. Such a sound coming from a garden?

The sound of squelching friction and occasional moans.

No way?

" Hah-heu. Hueut... Ha-aang♥"

Someone was twitching on a moss-covered rock.

I recognized her by the wolf helmet placed next to her. Her attire was somewhat subtle.

It’s Zara?!

She was spreading her legs and poking at her pink vulva.

Elegantly, but slowly.

"It’s strange... Lucian keeps coming to mind. Hngh♥ Ever since he saved me, I keep getting aroused."

Oh, my name came up.

I knew someone would masturbate while calling my name, but...

Could it be that Zara, who seems so far removed from such things, would do this?

She wiggled the toes of both her feet and shyly whispered.

"Haaa. Lucian... he must have a girlfriend, right? He’s so popular♥"

I don’t have a girlfriend, but I have some sex partners. And I’m always recruiting sex slaves.

If you want, wanna join too?

"Deeper, more.. Ha-aang♥ I go crazy just thinking about you♥"

To think a woman who was always exemplary and by-the-book would look like that.

It was even more arousing, even more erotic.

Is this what they call ’gap moe’?

Zara, who was poking her pussy with her index and middle fingers, trembled her shoulders.

"Hee-heut♥ If I date Lucian, I want to roll around like horny rabbit. Ha-eu, your dick looks delicious♥"

It was such vulgar language that my ears turned red just listening to it.

Hah, is that truly the Lord’s daughter?

Even better! Hehehe.

"Haaa.. Fuck, fuck♥ I’ll suck on your erect dick all day long. I’ll tear it off and eat it♥"

In the backyard of the Ravenscoft Manor, squelching wet sounds echoed.

The vulgar yet lewd moans of a bitch were also heard.

A symphony utterly unfitting for the location.

Yet, a harmony that blended as if one.

Zara’s slender fingers moved increasingly vigorously.

Shining under the moonlight, she looked like a priestess making love to the moon.

Squelch Squelch Squelch...

"More, more.. Lucian, you can cum inside, cum inside me. Ahh! Ahhhgn!.."

Not an emotionless, stiff voice.

The voice of a female craving love sweetly caressed my ears.

Shaking her body even more passionately, Zara’s lips parted.

Zara Ravenscoft, intoxicated by vulgar pleasure, swept away by instinct.

Even as she pleasured herself, she only intensified the unquenchable lust within her.

Her usual dignity or solemnity was nowhere to be seen.

All that was visible was a single bitch, her pussy throbbing as she yearned for an impossible love.

A bitch masturbating, tearing at her plump thighs, unaware that water was flowing from her pussy.

Despite being a virgin, it was a vulgar and crude, yet erotic sight.

"Ahhh...heuk. Haaang-hak. Haaaang♥"

Zara, shaking her body back and forth like crazy, as if riding a horse.

Gradually tilting her head back, she violently scattered the sweat flowing from her body.

Stroking her curved lips with her tongue, she finally exhaled a hot breath.

She sang the end of her passion.

"Do it, inside, cum inside me, Lucian♥"

"Hieek.. Ahhhn. Lucian...♥"

Zara, calling my name with a bitch-like face.

Struggling to suppress her vulgar moans, she sprayed cum like a fountain.

Even while spraying, she twitched her hips, trying to send it flying further.

As if trying to send it to me, who was out of reach.

Her moderately plump thighs also shook violently.

"Haaa, it feels so good..heuk♥"

Zara, mechanically convulsing her hips and continuing to cum.

Perhaps she had a lot built up, as her orgasm didn’t end quickly.

The bodily fluids she expelled were enough to soak all the moss on the rock.

’She’s killing it?’

Before I knew it, the garden was drenched with the female scent Zara had emitted.

It was a vulgar yet somewhat sweet scent.

I was a little conflicted.

From the day I saved her from the orcs, had she taken a liking to me?

Enough to disregard even the difference in our social status?

Or was it the advice that became a big trigger?

Leaving a lingering thought, I stepped back.

Tak!

But I stepped on something.

Damn it, getting caught at such an awkward timing is troublesome, isn’t it?

Zara’s movements stopped.