The Main Heroines are Trying to Kill Me

Chapter 468: Side Story - The Battle Royale (13)

“Intruder! Catch them!”

“The prisoner has escaped!!”

To cut to the chase, finding a quiet place was a failure.

“...Damn that Demon God.”

- Clink, clank...

The commotion started when Eclipse, who I had just sealed in the glass jar, managed to escape, triggering the security magic and causing the entire palace to erupt into chaos.

“Sorry, Roswyn. It seems no palace date for us.”

“...”

Because of that, I had no choice but to give up on the palace date with Roswyn, which was truly disappointing.

If we hadn’t been caught, it could’ve been a great memory.

I’ll have to hold that little rat in the jar accountable later.

“Huff... Huff...”

“...”

After running and running for what felt like an eternity, we finally managed to lose the guards chasing us.

“Hey, kiddo, hasn’t your power come back yet?”

“...I don’t know.”

To be honest, we could’ve easily shaken them off using Glare’s stealth magic, but according to her, her powers suddenly stopped working.

“Why isn’t your power working? Is something wrong?”

“... Well.”

“Hmm...”

Looking at the pout on her face, I could guess the reason.

“You little rascal.”

“Huh?”

I discreetly checked the surroundings for anyone nearby and then narrowed my eyes as I started tickling Glare’s side.

“A kid shouldn’t sulk over things like this.”

“S-Stop it... H-Hero... Ahahaha!”

As expected, Glare, who had been pouting, couldn’t hold back her laughter.

It was clear she got upset because I mentioned going on a date with Roswyn alone earlier.

“Alright, alright, I’m sorry.”

“...What are you sorry for?”

“I’ll take you on a date too, okay?”

When I whispered that with a sincere expression, Glare stopped laughing and stared straight at me.

“... You don’t have to do that.”

“Huh?”

I was caught off guard by her firm response, and then her lips curled up into a mischievous grin.

“Just promise me one thing instead.”

“...Okay, sure.”

Even though we’d lost the guards for now, we’d still need her powers to get out of here safely.

So, whatever she asked, I would agree to it.

After all, if it weren’t for this kid, I wouldn’t have gotten this far.

No matter what difficult wish she asks for, I’ll fulfill it.

“...Marry me!”

“No.”

Barely a few seconds had passed since I had made that resolve, but I had no choice but to shake my head at her request.

“Why not?”

“...I don’t want to get buried alive.”

I know this kid has feelings for me.

But when you consider our age difference, it’s just not possible.

At the very least, she needs to be an adult...

“Not now, but later. Much much much later, when I’m older.”

“Pfft.”

I was about to explain, but she beat me to it, saying it with a mature expression.

“By then, how old do you think I’ll be? You do know there’s a big age gap between us, right?”

“I don’t care.”

“And, you know... My family situation is a little special.”

“That doesn’t matter.”

As I tried to reason with her, gently stroking her head, Glare raised her left hand, showing me a familiar ring on her finger.

“Can’t you see this ring?”

“...Ahem.”

I smiled wryly at the sight.

“Alright alright, if that’s what you want.”

“...Hehe.”

After all, she’s still just a kid.

Her affection is innocent, and time will likely solve everything.

When she gets older, she’ll probably realize that her feelings for me were more admiration than love.

“March 12th... 1:25 a.m... 23 seconds... Noted...”

“...Kid?”

It’s just admiration... right?

“Yes, Hero?”

“Well, could you cast that stealth magic for us now?”

Feeling a sudden chill down my spine, I shivered a little and hurriedly asked her to cast her special stealth spell so we could escape.

“Oh, I can’t use that.”

“...What?”

“But I have something better.”

“...???”

Her response confused me.

“Something better”? What’s that supposed to mean?

“Hmm... Found it.”

“Wait, is that...”

I watched in confusion as Glare pulled something out of her bag.

“Don’t tell me...”

- Whoosh!!

It was an all-too-familiar scroll, one I had seen before at the Hero’s inauguration ceremony.

“Enjoy your date!”

“W-wait, what?”

Before I knew it, I was plummeting to the ground, having fallen victim to Glare’s scroll.

“I’ll be off then!”

I watched in shock as Glare disappeared into the night with a mischievous grin, and I turned my gaze toward Roswyn, who had just returned after scouting ahead.

“...Meow.”

And yes, there I was, in cat form.

“Huh? Where is Frey?”

“...Meow.”

Seriously, another cat transformation scroll?

This is just too much.

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Not long after.

“...”

A robed woman was briskly walking down the street.

She bowed her head as if it would make her less conspicuous.

“P-please stop squirming inside...”

She gave off a suspicious air, clearly in a rush.

“Hey, you there, stop for a moment.”

“You look suspicious.”

“...!”

As the guards, who had been watching her with suspicion, approached, the woman froze on the spot.

“W-what is it?”

“We’re conducting checks. There was an incident at the palace earlier.”

“Please provide identification.”

As the guards responded coldly to her timid inquiry, she shrank back even further.

- Rustle...

“I-it won’t turn on...”

She pulled out something brick-shaped from her robes, causing the guards to step back with wary expressions.

“Ugh, ugh.”

“Definitely suspicious.”

“Yeah, something’s off.”

They began to draw their weapons.

- Squirm, squirm...

“If you won’t identify yourself, we’ll have no choice but to arrest you...”

As the guards’ eyes fell on the mysterious movements coming from beneath her robes, they sternly announced their intention.

“Ugh, ughh...”

Suddenly, the woman clenched her fists and let out a low groan.

“W-what is she doing?”

“She’s about to do something! Attack now...!”

The guards, wide-eyed at her strange behavior, belatedly aimed their weapons, but—

“Aaaargh!”

- Crackle... zap!

In the next moment, golden energy lit up the dark street.

- Thud...

Within seconds, the guards who had been threatening her collapsed, powerless, onto the ground.

“I-I did it!”

Looking at the fallen guards in disbelief, the woman began jumping up and down in excitement.

“Meow~”

“I finally won a fight! Even though I once lost to an 8-year-old, I actually won this time!”

Roswyn began bragging with a triumphant voice, keeping in tune with the meowing cat’s rhythm.

“Well, of course! No one can stand against me when I’m serious! Yes, yes, naturally. I’m actually smarter than Serena and stronger than Ruby...”

- Lick, lick...

“...Uh, huh?”

But suddenly, a tickling sensation spread across her abdomen, causing her legs to give out, and she collapsed to the ground, her face turning red.

“W-what are you licking, Frey?!”

- Lick...

“...Kyaa!”

Unable to contain herself as the cat licked the sweat from her body, Roswyn trembled, unsure of what to do.

“There! The guards have fallen!”

“Get them!”

“Eek...!”

As more soldiers came rushing toward her, Roswyn, with a distressed expression, leaped up and ran away.

- Lick...

“S-stop it!”

Clutching the cat responsible for the strange sensation, she hurriedly pulled it out of her robes.

“T-this is serious! If we get caught like this...”

“...Meow.”

Seeing the cat lower its head in sadness, Roswyn clenched her teeth.

“W-well, it can’t be helped!”

Moments later, with a resolute look, Roswyn shoved the cat into her cleavage.

“Meow!”

The cat wriggled and squirmed, barely keeping its head out, before slowly sinking further into her chest.

“Halt, criminal!”

“B-But I-I’m the Duke’s daughter!”

With her face bright red, Roswyn ran down the street.

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A few hours later.

“Huff... Huff...”

Exhausted, Roswyn collapsed onto a bed, her face showing the toll of her ordeal.

“I finally lost them...”

After hours of an endless chase, she had managed to shake off the soldiers and find refuge in a shabby inn.

“Hey, you.”

After catching her breath, Roswyn frowned and looked down at her robe.

- Rustle...

The silver cat, who had been nestled in her chest, peeked out, blinking at her.

“...Hmph.”

Roswyn glared at the cat before turning her head sharply to the side.

“At this rate, the promise we made today is as good as gone.”

“...”

“You don’t really have manners, you know.”

At that moment.

- Poof...!

“...Huh?”

Smoke billowed around her as the cat disappeared from sight.

“Cough, cough...”

Amid the smoke, Roswyn found herself face-to-face with none other than Frey, wearing a sheepish expression.

“...Hmm.”

Roswyn stared at him blankly for a moment before turning her head away once again.

“...Meow.”

Seeing that Roswyn was clearly upset, Frey, not knowing what to do, awkwardly leaned in and started licking her neck.

“Do you really think that’ll fix everything?”

Despite feeling like she could soar to the sky from the fact that Frey was acting cute for her, she maintained her pout, pretending to stay mad.

- Tap...!

Then she pointed to the bite marks on her collarbone and neck.

“Do you think it’s okay to treat a duke’s daughter’s body like this?”

To which Frey shamelessly responded by pressing his cheek against hers.

“You asked me to be rough, didn’t you?”

“...Stupid Frey.”

Despite the irritation in her voice, her face flushed red again.

“Now this feels more like Roswyn.”

“...Shut up. Stupid Frey. Pervert Frey. Idiot Frey.”

With their bodies pressed tightly together, Roswyn’s smooth skin glistened with sweat.

“So... what are you doing... exactly?”

“...?”

After a moment, their breathing finally synchronized.

However, due to the close proximity of their heated body, Roswyn struggled to control her erratic heartbeat and breathing.

In the end, she decided to cover her agitation by seducing Frey.

She bit her index finger and gave Frey a sidelong glance, whispering softly.

“...Aren’t you going to fulfill that promise?”

With that, Frey began slowly undressing Roswyn.