"…You’re too much. You followed a bathing Elf—that’s basically begging to be violated. You chased after me without a shred of fear, practically asking me to devour you, but now that I’m actually trying to rape you, you’re playing hard to get?"
Her long ears drooped low. She muttered quietly, sounding completely sulky. Of course, her voice still lacked any real inflection.
Despite her words, her eyes remained blank and radiated that specific kind of airheaded beauty. If not for the slightest, barely perceptible tremble—so faint it would be embarrassing to call it a quiver—I wouldn't have even known she was sulking.
Snap.
"…Hmph. Whatever. I hate Humans. Run away or don't, see if I care."
Whether she was making that face on purpose or was just born that way, the Elf released my wrist bindings while sounding thoroughly peeved.
"You say that, but you're just untying me because you're curious about what I'll do next."
She had no intention of letting me escape in the first place.
The Elf avoided my gaze, muttering as if I’d hit the bullseye.
"…Quiet. This is… like watching a mouse’s final struggle before the cat eats it."
"Hmm… Is that so?"
"…"
Anyway, I’d figure out the meaning behind that expression later. Since she was the one trying to jump my bones first, I decided to lower her guard a bit. I pulled the arm of the Elf who was currently straddling my stomach, arms crossed and huffing.
"Listen. When you rape someone... you can't let them talk. You can't let them scream."
"…I can't?"
Just a moment ago she was sulking, but at the mention of 'rape,' the Elf’s eyes began to twinkle as if they held the night sky.
The victim, a Human, is teaching a class on rape. The perpetrator, an Elf, is listening with shining eyes. What in the world is going on?
I continued speaking to the tilting head of the Elf.
"Isn't it obvious? If you don't cover their mouth like this, the victim being raped—me, in this case—might scream for help. Then what?"
"…The thought that someone might walk in at any moment gives me the chills. It actually makes me wetter. I like it."
"…"
[Keh, that Knife-Ear knows her stuff!]
"What do you mean, 'she knows'?"
"…?"
I was momentarily stunned by the Elf, who so confidently confessed her perverted fetish, and the SD Character who chimed in to agree.
"No, nothing. Just talking to myself."
"…Weird Human. So?"
"…So what?"
"…So, I just need to block the mouth first? Like this, with my hand? Or maybe…"
In that instant, my vision was filled with the Elf’s fresh, lime-green eyes. Simultaneously, something soft and moist, like a ripe peach, pressed gently against my lips.
The Elf had lowered her head and planted her mouth on mine.
"Huh?"
What just happened?
While I was dazed by this unexpected situation, the Elf pulled her lips back, crossed her arms again, and nodded to herself, going Mmh-mmh.
"…Effective, just like you taught me. Human. I blocked your mouth with my lips, and you got quiet."
"…Do you have zero romance regarding your first kiss?"
"…Isn't it romantic to forcibly kiss a Human who’s pinned helplessly beneath me like this?"
"…"
A 'Lady Elf who wants to rape,' not a 'Lady Elf who wants to be verbally abused.'
Urga (Nunim) always flustered me with her rough personality and constant talk of 'eating me,' but she actually had a surprising fetish for serving men in bed.
But this Elf? She’s the real deal.
If Urga was a fake, this Elf—despite her blank face—is a genuine pervert who feels euphoria from raping others.
The proof? She initiated the kiss herself. Now she was tracing her fingertips over her own lips where they touched mine, all while soaking my stomach with her leaking love juices.
Though her expression remained unchanged, she looked genuinely satisfied as she ground her tightly shut pussy slightly against my belly and grabbed my cock. But my lecture wasn't over yet.
"Tsk, tsk. A childish kiss like that only confuses the victim. It doesn't make them realize they're being raped."
"…Then… then what do I do? Teach me. How can I rape you, Human?"
"…"
A bizarre situation where the perpetrator asks the victim, 'How do I rape you?'
It wasn't just my imagination; the initial heart-pounding tension of meeting a new Elf was gone, and now she was starting to look like a slightly airheaded version of Eleonora.
"Before I teach you, let me ask one thing."
"…What?"
"Someone keeps catching rats on our farm lately…"
"…Yeah, that’s me."
Before I could even ask 'Was it you?', she looked down at me with slightly urgent eyes, urging me to finish my business quickly, yet rolling her eyes around wondering if she’d done something wrong.
I lifted my upper body slightly. With my unbound hands, I reached for the Elf’s head and cupped her bouncy, massive tits as if placing fruit on a platter.
Squeeze.
Thinking she was being scolded, the Elf squeezed her eyes shut. "Ah…!" she gasped, her voice still monotone as her body trembled.
"Well done. Those rats were coveting the farm’s grain lately, it was a huge headache."
"…The animals on this mountain… they all scattered far away because of a predator that appeared recently."
"?"
What is she talking about?
Predator? Is she talking about Ddongchi and Urga’s wolves?
Before I could satisfy my curiosity, the Elf continued.
"…But the rats, there are so many. But sometimes they touch my snacks. Bad beasts that keep touching the snacks the Human gave me. I caught every single one I saw and roasted them."
Snacks? Did I ever give her snacks? I’m saying this again, but I practically met this Elf for the first time today. Kidnapped here without a chance to exchange anything, so what snacks?
[Snacks? There’s no way such things exist…?]
As the SD Character tilted her head in confusion alongside me, the Elf trembled with rage just thinking about it.
"…The snacks that saved me when I was starving to death. I left them to save for later, but the rats stole and ate them."
Unforgivable…
She was still spouting nonsense while furrowing her brows. But regardless of the details, it was revealed she was the one catching the rats. So, praise first. Praise generously.
"Well done. You did so well. Thanks to you, my desire to be raped is growing rapidly."
"…Really? Can I rape you?"
Asking the victim for permission to rape. This is truly an Isekai rape.
"Of coooourse~? If you keep catching rats for our farm, I might be so happy that I walk around naked and defenseless in front of you. I wouldn't even know if someone jumped me from behind. Then, I’d end up pinned underneath you, just like now…"
"…Cheeky. You’re seduced and provoked right now, pinned down, yet you’re talking about seducing me again."
It felt like looking at a large dog.
The Elf snorted—Hmph—a sound mixed with joy at my praise and the realization that she could satisfy her lust on my body right now.
But a moment later, her long ears drooped again.
"…But I can't. I’m a virgin. Never done it… Rape, too… never experienced it."
"Then I’ll just have to teach you! You catch the rats, and in return, I’ll teach you how to rape me!"
"…Oh?"
Is she stupid, or just blissfully ignorant? Her eyes lit up again as she looked down at me, as if thinking, 'Why didn't I think of that?'
"…Yes! I'll catch them! I'll catch them for you! So teach me, Human! Teach me how to rape!"
"Hmm… Good! Deal sealed! Then first… you need to learn how to properly block my mouth."
"Oh…!"
The Elf’s ears began to flap excitedly.
She looked ready to learn anything, even if it was Fermat's Last Theorem, with burning academic passion.
I curled my finger, signaling her to lower her head.
And then,
"Here, stick out your tongue first."
"Bweh…"
Without a shred of suspicion, the Elf obediently stuck out her tongue at my command.
She was already expressionless and adorably dim-witted, so a strange sense of guilt—like I was doing something incredibly bad—started to grow.
I gently pinched the tip of her tongue with my thumb and index finger.
"I said I’d teach you how to block a mouth, right?"
"…"
The Elf flapped her ears once in lieu of an answer.
"Blocking the opponent’s mouth to stop them from sounding the alarm, and confusing them in the process like you did, was excellent. But it can lead to a huge misunderstanding."
"…Mishunder-shtanding?"
"Exactly. If you just bump lips like a maiden in love, the victim might think, 'Huh? Did she fall for me?' They won't feel like they're being raped at all."
"!!"
The Elf’s ears began to flap violently.