What Kind of Perverted Game Were They Playing?

"Tut, tut, tut. Young people these days are really something. When I was young, I thought I was bold enough, but these youngsters are even more uninhibited than I ever was."

"Exactly. I used to think nobody lived in this house. After all, no one was home every other day. Who would've thought the residents were such a talented and beautiful young couple?"

"Right? That handsome young man even said he was meeting that elf maiden for the second time. They're obviously so immersed in role-playing that they can't get out of character."

The aunties only started whispering after closing the door, but they had overlooked the fact that even with a door between them, and even though they had lowered their voices, every single word they said still reached Yoru Machi and Cui's ears clearly.

For ordinary people, their discussion had indeed been kept at just the right volume. The problem was that the man and woman in the room were not ordinary people at all.

One possessed exceptional swordsmanship and senses that had long surpassed those of ordinary people. The other was an elf, whose physical constitution differed from that of humans. Naturally, every word of gossip from those aunties had entered Yoru Machi and Cui's ears without omission.

"Miss Cui, you saw everything that happened just now. As one of the parties involved, you know this can't be blamed on me, right?"

Being mistaken for a young couple who enjoyed exciting little games was no big deal to Yoru Machi. He had never cared much about reputation anyway.

In fact, he had always believed that if one wanted to live freely, a notorious record was better than a sterling reputation.

But just because he did not care did not mean the elf maiden would not. Earlier, he had merely made a few snide remarks, and Cui had already wanted to poke several holes in him with her sword. With things as they were now, wouldn't she simply fight him to the death?

"Put me down already!"

"Promise me first that after I put you down, you'll speak calmly and won't try to cut me with your sword again."

Contrary to Yoru Machi's expectations, he had thought Cui would fly into a furious rage after hearing the aunties' comments and seeing her reputation damaged. Instead, her reaction was strangely calm.

Although Yoru Machi did not know whether this was the calm before the storm or whether Cui truly did not care about such rumors, he eventually loosened the Chain Binding.

There was no point in keeping her suspended in midair like this, and their current scene had a distinctly adult-anime vibe. It was no wonder anyone who saw it would misunderstand.

The glowing chains slowly loosened, and Cui's lovely figure landed lightly on the floor.

"Whoosh—!"

However, the instant Cui's bare feet touched the floor, an accident happened yet, yet, yet again!

As mentioned before, Cui had not had time to finish bathing, so she was only wrapped in a bath towel. After their earlier fight, that towel had already come somewhat loose.

When she fell from the air just now, the upward airflow created by gravity and her downward acceleration completely freed the bath towel from its last remaining restraint...

Yoru Machi: (▽｀)

As the bath towel slipped away, the breathtaking snowy scenery once again entered Yoru Machi's sight, swaying as though blown by the wind.

Feeling the chill against her body and realizing what had happened, Cui's emotions, which had only just calmed down, were once more consumed by shame and anger.

She first shot the frozen Yoru Machi an intensely embarrassed glare, then pulled another longsword from her Mustard Seed Space.

"Bakudō #63: Chain Binding!"

Before Cui could make a move, Yoru Machi, who had been prepared this time, flung out a mass of glowing chains again.

The orange-haired elf maiden was suspended in midair once more, and this scene was obviously much worse than the last.

After all, Cui had at least been wearing a bath towel before. At most, the scene had been suggestive. But now...

"You pervert! You lecher! You still dare look? Once I get down, I'll definitely gouge out your eyes!"

Suspended in midair once more and unable to break free, the elf maiden launched a fierce verbal assault.

She was a princess of the Elf Race. The humiliation she had suffered since birth, added together, had not even been as much as what she had endured in this single day.

Hearing the elf maiden shouting endlessly, Yoru Machi worried that more strange people might be drawn over by Cui's voice, so he raised a finger and used Kidō again.

"Bakudō #1: Sealing!"

Cui, who had been cursing loudly, soon found her mouth blocked by Reiatsu. Under her ashamed and furious gaze, Yoru Machi picked up the bath towel from the floor and used it to cover her body.

Of course, after completing that series of tasks, Yoru Machi's brain had gained at least several more gigabytes' worth of high-quality CG images.

"Miss Cui, you saw what happened just now. It was all beyond anyone's control.

I know you were the one who got the short end of the stick, but it wasn't my fault either. If you have to blame someone, blame the time and the world. It was all their fault.

You can't beat me anyway. Rather than letting more accidents happen because of a dispute, why don't we settle this peacefully? What do you think?"

After gently explaining the situation and waiting for the elf maiden to calm down a little, Yoru Machi eventually let Cui down again.

To avoid any more accidents, Yoru Machi did not release his Kidō until he was outside the room this time.

"It's fine now. Come in."

Hearing the voice from within the room, Yoru Machi took another deep breath and pushed the door open. The first thing he saw was Cui, who had already changed into silk pajamas.

She stood with her arms folded across her chest, her slender figure beneath the thin fabric enough to stir one's imagination.

However, Yoru Machi no longer needed to imagine anything about the elf maiden before him. He had already seen everything he should and should not have seen.

"How do you intend to resolve this, Mr. Perverted Yoru Machi?"

Cui had calmed down, but she was clearly still deeply bothered by what had just happened.

No, it was only normal that she would be bothered. A young girl in the bloom of youth had been seen like that. If she truly did not care at all, that would be far more outrageous.

"Well... Miss Cui, you saw it too. It was all an accident, so..."

"So you intend to pretend you know nothing and toy with a young girl's feelings like this?" Upon hearing Yoru Machi's answer, Cui's right hand reached into her Mustard Seed Space, seemingly looking for a suitable weapon to smash the scumbag's head later!

(Sigh, quite a few people have said the plot is clichéd... There's nothing I can do about that. Isn't this kind of plot normal in Japanese anime? Japanese anime fanfiction has a similar style too, right? I'm just a scrub, so please make do with it. Also, I'm a two-chapter-a-day beast, not a one-chapter-a-day one!)