Party Swapping With Rin, Chapter 5 (NSFW) (Patreon)

Three days later, Kazuma and Rin found themselves in a floating dragon carriage, along with Dust and Darkness. Megumin, Taylor, Aqua, and Keith were all riding in a second carriage. Initially, Kazuma had been somewhat leery of taking his least responsible (or most responsible, if you counted the quantity of trouble caused) party members to the Kingdom of Brydle. However, he and Rin had decided things would be a lot worse if they left Megumin and Aqua to their own devices, or worse, they took it into their heads to come looking for them. So, the entire gang was headed on a major diplomatic mission to the Kingdom of Brydle. 

Kazuma would have asked what could possibly go wrong, but he was fully aware of the large numbers of things that could go wrong, along with another multitude he hadn’t even conceived yet. Plus, he didn’t want to trip any death flags. 

“Well, I have to admit, this is a lot easier than walking. Though I have to wonder why we didn’t just teleport,” Rin mused out loud as their carriages glided smoothly along. 

“Teleportation is acceptable only if it’s not a state visit, or if one isn’t bringing one’s retinue along,” Darkness explained. Both girls were dressed in fine silken gowns. They were traveling dresses, of course, and thus simpler than court wear, but they were still very ornate. And in Rin’s case, dead sexy. Silk did wonderful things to her lithe body. 

“And since we’re bringing both, we gotta use a carriage,” Dust agreed. He and Kazuma had on relatively comfortable tunic and hose, though it was a bit too impractical to be adventuring gear. At least it was comfortable enough and didn’t have those giant lace collars that made Kazuma feel like a dog with a cone of shame. 

“Whatever you say, Lalatina,” Kazuma said, which made Darkness groan, and Rin elbow him. 

“D-don’t call me that until we get to Brydle!” Darkness mumbled, blushing mightily. 

“Yeah, Kazuma! You call her Darkness like she said. Or we’ll have a problem,” Dust said, cracking his knuckles ominously. Kazuma was suddenly reminded he was the least combat-effective person in the carriage and decided to behave himself. Mostly. 

“Hey, I’m just trying to keep in character. I’m but a simple retainer of Lady La-” Rin’s glare told Kazuma he’d best watch his mouth or start sleeping by himself, “-Lady Dustiness. We don’t want to mess up in front of the Brydle nobility, right?” 

“That is…a fair point,” Darkness conceded. “But please, in private, I’m still just Darkness, your clumsy and unskilled crusader. Only in public need I be Lady…Lady Dustiness.” 

“Of course, Darkness,” Rin agreed, nodding consolingly. “We’ll be your perfect retainers. I’ll be your attending mage, while Kazuma can be Sir Cheruka’s manservant.”

“What?! Why should I serve Dust?!” Kazuma demanded. “The plan was for me to serve Darkness, not Dust!”

“Because ladies don’t HAVE manservants, duh. That would be improper,” Dust said with a shit-eating grin. “So you gotta be my manservant. You know, iron my clothes, shine my boots, all that stuff.”

“Boil your head more like,” Kazuma grumbled. “And here I thought I was supposed to be stealing a damn dragon.”

“You are, but as you are acting as a spy, you need a cover story. Posing as Dust’s manservant is the most convenient lie,” Rin assured him. 

“Well, what about Megumin? Fat chance you’ll get HER to play maid,” Kazuma pointed out. 

“Obviously, as a Crimson Demon, everyone will expect her to be my mage. It’s traditional for nobles to keep a mage of some skill at court, and none are more skilled than Crimson Demons,” Darkness explained. 

“You don’t need to puff her up that much, she’s not even here,” Kazuma complained. “Rin could do the job just fine and Megumin could be the maid.”

Rin blushed, but shook her head. “I think it’s best if I play a maid. After all, it would be odd for someone of higher rank to be sleeping with a mere servant.” 

“Oh. Ooooooo,” Kazuma said. He turned to Dust and bowed at his waist. “My lord, your boots will be polished to a mirror shine daily.” 

“That’s OK, someone else is in charge of polishing my sword,” Dust said, grinning lecherously and waggling his eyebrows. 

Darkness blushed and glanced at Rin, but she just laughed. “My lady, if you cannot be frank in front of your maid about your bedroom habits, who can you be?”

“My friend?” Darkness asked bashfully, which made Rin tear up for some reason, and then both women were crying and hugging one another.

“You know, I’ve been dating Darkness for a like a month now and I still don’t get her. Am I missing something?” Dust whispered to Kazuma. 

“You and me both pal. I still can’t figure out why Rin cares so much about putting my dirty clothes in the laundry bin,” Kazuma confided. 

“Yeah! You know, that’s the one thing Darkness bosses me around about. She always wants me to ‘take charge and manhandle her’ but the moment I leave my socks lying around or try to eat in bed I’m sleeping on the floor!” 

“Truly, you have to wonder why we ever put up with women,” Kazuma greed.

“Boobs, mostly,” Dust said wistfully, and Kazuma couldn’t help but agree. 

The journey to Brydle took ten days of long carriage rides, much of it through mostly untamed wilderness. It was disheartening to see how many villages and farmsteads had been abandoned, and Kazuma caught Darkness looking especially morose as they passed them. 

“We’ve been at war with the Devil King for too long,” Darkness said over dinner one night, brooding over a cup of wine in their pavilion. “Humanity, not just the Kingdom of Belzerg, is in retreat. We have to find a way to turn the tide.”

“We will. Me and Faitfor, we’ll help you win this kingdom back, then the whole world!” Dust said, slapping Darkness on the back. “Think of it, one day, our kids, dragon knights! As tough as you and as skilled as me!” 

“Just as long as they’re not as stupid as you,” Said Rin, pointing at Dust, “And as horny as she is,” Rin muttered pointing at Darkness.  Kazuma, sitting next to Rin, snorted soup out of his nose. The sensation  was rather unpleasant, as the soup was piping hot. 

When the carriage finally arrived at the border, it had to pass through a checkpoint. While relations between Brydle and Belzerg were amicable, the two kingdoms did still regulate commerce and check on the comings and goings of people. As they were in official royal carriages, they didn’t have to wait with the rabble but instead were shunted to a special lane for nobility. 

“Everything seems to be in order,” the captain who had obviously been roused from the barracks to deal with the VIPs said, looking over the official papers. Darkness and the others were still in the carriages, it was up to Kazuma and Rin to present their “mistress’s” paperwork. “I just need the identities of her ladyship’s retainers.” 

“Will Adventurer’s cards be acceptable?” Kazuma asked in his most obsequious tone. 

“Sure, those would be perfect,” the guard captain agreed, and Kazuma produced the cards for everyone. The captain had his man jot down Megumin, Aqua, Taylor, and Keith with no problem, along with Kazuma and Rin. However, when he came to Dust, the bookkeeper paused. 

“Uh, captain? There might be, uh, a slight issue,” the clerk said nervously, holding up the card. 

“Hmm? What’s wrong, is it a forgery?” the captain answered.

“No, sir, ah…” the clerk and the captain stepped to the side and had what they thought was a private conversation, but Kazuma’s lip reading skill gave him the skinny on the whole thing.

“Sir, this card, I recognize the name. It’s on the list of exiled individuals.”

“What? Who is it? Some Adventurer who got on a noble’s bad side?”

“No, sir, it’s, um, it’s Rein Cheruka…”

“WHAT?!” the captain exploded, then glanced nervously at Kazuma and Rin, then whirled back around, lowering his voice. “That traitor!? He was banished for high treason! We can’t just let him back in!” 

“Er, yes, but sir…he’s listed as Lady Dustiness’ fiance…”

The captain took that in for a moment, making a face. “...oh. I see.”

The captain came back over. “I’m sorry, but there seems to be a slight problem. I think I’ll need to contact my superiors. Won’t your lady recline in my private quarters in the meantime?”

“Now see here!” Rin said, pulling herself up to her full height in a fine display of temper. “My lady is a royal envoy from her Highness Princess Iris herself, in addition to being the heir of the Dustiness Dutchy! You have no right to hold her here! She is on a diplomatic mission between thrones!”

The captain grimaced but shook his head. “I’m sorry, but I simply can’t pass you through. One of her, ah, companions, is on the list of exiles, and we-”

In her finest Karen display, Rin tamped her foot and swished her tail in irritation. “Hmph! And you think a mere captain has the authority to delay a ducal heir? Lady Dustiness will be most cross if you delay her mission by even one moment! She has defeated four generals of the Devil King, and is one of the kingdom’s most powerful and celebrated knights in addition to her heritage! Do you wish to make an enemy of the House Dustiness, captain, by disparaging one of my lady’s companions?!”

The captain paled slightly, and Kazuma half wondered why he was taking this kind of lip from  a servant. Rin was just supposed to be a maid, and this captain had to be at least minor nobility based on his rank and sensitive posting. 

“I…” the captain looked pleadingly around the room, but the guards and clerk studiously avoided his eyes. “Let me…let me just send a messenger, and offer you refreshments while I-”

“My lady has plans to dine in Brydle City this evening! If her plans go awry, she will make her ire known, and it will NOT be upon my bushy tail that it shall fall, captain!” Rin declared. 

“...I offer my sincere apologies, I-I will summon the royal mage for an emergency message,” the captain assured them, then ran out of the room before Kazuma could inquire further. 

“Not bad, you really got under his skin,” Kazuma murmured to Rin as they headed back to the carriage. “Didn’t think a servant could make a captain jump that high.”

“Kazuma, I’m not just a servant. I’m Darkness’ lady’s maid. That’s the position of her supreme confidante and likely best friend. Heck, I could probably pass myself off as lesser nobility, even with the tail, and people would believe me. Being lady’s maid to a future dutchess is a very important position,” Rin laughed. 

“So…body servant to a knight is?” Kazuma asked hopefully. 

“Basically nobody, and in Dust’s case his drinking body and maybe his squire,” Rin said with a mischievous grin. “I outrank you, buster. Big time.”

“Well, I’ll just have to scrupulously follow your lead,” Kazuma said, stroking the base of Rin’s tail. She jumped a little and swatted him, but she didn’t pull his hand away.

“Not in public! Wait until later! That’s an order, mister!”

“Oh, fine,” Kazuma said as they reached the carriage. 

They relayed the news to Darkness and the others, but no one was really surprised. 

“Perhaps a demonstration of my Explosion magic will convince them to think better of hindering our cause!” Megumin said eagerly upon hearing the news. 

“Megumin, this is a diplomatic mission,” Darkness said, massaging her forehead with one hand. “Typically, giant explosions are not the best opening move of negotiations.”

“That’s because you simply haven’t tried it often enough. People are remarkably pliant after a sufficiently large explosion!” Megumin bragged. 

“No, that’s just you, Megumin. You seriously have to work on your mana reserves,” Rin told her, causing Megumin to go red in the face. So much for Rin’s hero worship of the Crimson Demon Clan. Sufficient exposure to Miss Chuuni Boom Booms seemed to have inoculated her sense of awe. 

“So, we just wait?” Kazuma asked, and Darkness grimaced and nodded. 

“Yes, as much as I’d like to force my way in and rescue Faitfore, that would be counterproductive. For now, we wait.”

Dust looked crestfallen at that, so Darkness took him into the carriage to “comfort” him, resulting in a lot of banging and yelling from the carriage. Kazuma was a bit grossed out, until he noticed the guards whispering  “Lady Dustiness’ wrath.” Apparently, there were upsides to having a masochist as your diplomat. 

Less than an hour later though, a frantic guard captain returned. “Y-you have been cleared to enter! However, we must escort you to the palace, and deliver you and the exile there immediately.” 

It was a several-hour ride to Brydle City, through rich-looking farmland and various tidy villages. The countryside here looked gentler and less dangerous, though Kazuma figured that meant something especially nasty was hiding in plain sight. He’d been bamboozled by this world often enough to know that if it looked peaceful, it was winding up for a sucker punch. 

Much like the capital of Belzerg (creatively named Belzerg), Brydle City was a fortress city. However, unlike Belzerg (the capital and country) Brydle (both) wasn’t under siege. The forts didn’t look disused and the gates were manned and guarded, but there were no signs of any recent attacks in the form of torn-up earth, recent repairs, or funeral processions.

The other major difference was the presence of the enormous white dragons, mounted by knights, that were in the skies and roosting on the main walls of the city. Kazuma didn’t have much experience with dragons, and he frankly would have preferred to keep things that way.  Especially the variety that thought he would be good with soy sauce. 

“So, uh, Faitfore is one of those?” Kazuma asked, pointing out the carriage window to one of the dragons that was drowsing above the city gates. 

“No, none of those are Faitfore, she’s much cuter than they are,” Dust informed him confidently. Kazuma frowned at the dragons, then shrugged. He wouldn’t have called them cute, nor could he tell the difference between any of them, but he supposed Dust knew what he was talking about. Hopefully.

They proceeded through the city with their escort, passing buildings that were of a significantly different make than the whitewashed wooden buildings with thatched roofs of Belzerg. These were made of red brick, with tiled roofs. The roads too were cobbled instead of using paving stones, The dress was slightly different as well, and people’s accents sounded rather strange to Kazuma, though he could still understand them. 

The palace of Brydle was itself more of a resplendent manor than a heavily fortified castle, though it did have tall towers that seemed to be roosts for the dragons that ringed it on nine points. When they reached the entrance, there were four dragons present along with their riders, as well as various foot soldiers in royal livery. All their garb looked a lot more ceremonial than functional, another contrast to the more functional and austere armor  favored by Belzergian knights. 

Still, the soldiers looked grim-faced, and the dragons were terrifyingly powerful. They all glared at Dust as he dismounted the carriage, though they saluted at the shout of one of the officers.

“Welcome, Lady Lalatina Ford Dustiness, Royal Ambassador of Belzerg, and her fiance…Dust.”

The glares at Dust didn’t subside, so everyone clearly knew exactly who he was. Still, they were allowed to make their way up the steps, even as Megumin grumbled, “They didn’t even announce the Foremost Genius of the Crimson Demon Clan, and Mistress of Explosion Magic!” 

“I’m sure it’s just ignorance, they clearly don’t realize that you’ve slain multiple generals of the Devil King, or that you’re the mightiest mage to ever visit their court,” Taylor consoled her, and Kazuma swore she grew five centimeters as she strutted up the steps. 

If they weren’t married in a year like Rin had said, Megumin was off her game. Kazuma couldn’t even tell if Taylor feeding her ego like that on purpose. The clod actually seemed to think her meme build was impressive instead of a joke. 

They were led not into a massive audience chamber, but instead a far more intimate setting  that was the size of a large dining room. While there was a throne up on a slightly raised dais it sat empty, with a woman seated upon a finely carved chair that caused Kazuma to do a double take. Though her hair was blonde and her chest was several sizes larger, the woman on the dais could have been Rin’s sister for how closely she resembled Kazuma’s girlfriend. Rin herself let out a startled gasp, and the woman frowned at her. 

“Well, I guess I should be flattered that you couldn’t just replace me with a duchess, you had to go and find a doppelganger of me too,” Leonore sniffed, leaning back and sulking in her chair. “”You could at least not rub it in my face, bringing your new girlfriend is bad enough, Rein. But you had to bring your mistress as well. And here I thought we had something special. But this is just hurtful.”

“Huh?” Dust looked completely baffled, and clearly taken aback. “But, Leonore, this isn’t like that! I mean, this isn’t about you at all it’s-”

“No?” Leonore got up off her chair, causing a groan from the balding greyhaired man at her side.

“Your Highness…”

“Don’t you ‘you’re Highness’ me, Damien. This isn’t business, it’s personal,” Leonore huffed, coming down off the dias to fold her arms in front of Rin. Her expression tightened. “Well, are you at least taking good care of him?”

Hastily curtseying, Rin stammered, “I, um, I-”

“Hey, she’s with me,” Kazuma said, putting himself between Rin and the princess. “I think you’ve got the wrong idea here, Princess.”

Leonore looked Kazuma over once, then looked at Darkness. “Well, are you letting your man have a side piece? I’d always thought one of the benefits of your system was the women didn’t have to let their men sleep with every serving girl that caught their eye.”

“Rein is my fiance. Rin is my lady in waiting. Ah, we do not…that is, she is attached to Dust, er, Rein’s manservant. W-while I do not mind that sort of embarrassment normally, I won’t tolerate you casting aspersions on my servants, nor my intended!” Darkness declared firmly.

Leonore peered at the cringing Rin over Kazuma’s shoulder again, then shrugged and flounced back to her seat. “Hmph. Fine. I guess congratulations are in order. Though you could have just sent a letter. Seriously, Rein, do you have any idea how much trouble you could have been in? You’re real lucky my dad and brothers are off on a ‘state visit’ to El Road, which means they’re gambling and whoring to their heart’s content and sticking me with all the work.” 

“P-Princess!” Damien the counselor protested. 

“What? They are,” Leonore sniffed. “You know it, everyone else knows it. The only reason I’m not along is that, if I got caught sleeping with a prostitute, I’d be a national embarrassment all over again instead of just creating another bastard that everyone sweeps under the rug.”

“So, uh…you’re not going to execute me?” Dust asked hopefully as Damien made an obvious pray to Eris for patience and mercy. 

Leonore rolled her eyes. “Please. We couldn’t do that even if we wanted to, and since I’m in charge at the moment ‘we’ means ‘me.’ I might be pissed at you that you saddled me with a scarlet letter despite never actually sealing the deal.  Which I really regret now mostly because I got the blame with none of the fun, but I loved you, Rein. I’d never kill you for being the only person who ever showed me a good time.”

Damien groaned again, burying his head in his hands openly now. Kazuma had the feeling they had a lot of the same experiences riding herd on unmanageable women. 

“You…you loved me?” Rein said, his voice sounding hoarse. Then he shook his head and slapped his cheeks. “I’m sorry! But my heart belongs to Darkness, now! Uh, I mean, Lady Dustiness. I just…I came to clear my name, and…er…say goodbye…”

Leonore’s expression softened, and she sighed, leaning back in her chair. “I’d pardon you if I could, Rein. You never committed any crime, more’s the pity. But unfortunately, if I did pardon you, it would just confirm in everyone’s mind that I did sleep with you. If only I’d been born a man and you a blushing maiden. Then we could have had some real fun, and no one would have given a shit.”

Nearly everyone in the room cringed at Leonore’s language, but Darkness pressed on. 

“So what is to be done then? I came seeking your blessing, that I might not sour relations between our two nations. Indeed, I bear a royal letter from her Highness, Iris Stylish Sword Belzerg, begging you grant Sir Cheruka a pardon, that he might be restored to his title, and be able to wed me,” Darkness said, holding forth a fancy-looking bit of parchment, bearing Iris’ royal seal.

Daimen took it from her and handed the letter over to Leonore, who carelessly broke the seal and opened the letter. She scanned through it, then handed it over to Damien. “You know what, sure. Damien, draft the document for me to sign and announce tomorrow. No reason that everyone has to be as miserable as I am. We’ll restore ‘Dust’ here to full knighthood. At least then that little girl in Belzerg will owe me a favor.”

Kazuma bristled at hearing Iris called a ‘little girl.’ Sure, his sis was a little girl, but this Leonore was really rubbing him the wrong way. Even if she was playing right into their hands. 

“Thank you, your Highness,” Darkness said, immediately bowing. “House Dustiness will owe you a favor as well, and we do not forget our debts.”

“Oh, I imagine so,” Leonore said, but she wasn’t looking at Darkness, but rather Rin, her eyes sparkling. “Don’t think I’ll make this easy on you. We’ll have a private talk, just you, me, Dust, and your lady-in-waiting. I’m not doing this for free. And I’m going to make you squirm a little. I’m going to get something out of this if it kills me.” 

Then she looked at Kazuma and licked her lips, and he felt his stomach sink. Whatever Leonore planned, he was fairly certain it was going to cause him a major headache. 

They agreed upon an early morning meeting the next day, and Leonore ordered that the castle’s finest guest quarters be prepared for Darkness and her companions. 

“Come on, Keith! Let’s go find their booze!” Aqua declared, grabbing her newest bud by the hand and dragging him away from the room the moment their bags were tossed in the corner. 

“Uh, I don’t know, Aqua, maybe we shouldn’t-” Keith began, but she cut him off with, 

“And find you a cute girlfriend while we’re at it! Everyone else is getting laid, you should too! That way, you can make me lots of new followers, and I’ll have someone to hang out with when you die!” Aqua said brightly. 

“Cute girl? Say no more!” Keith agreed eagerly as he let himself be dragged out the door. “Wait, what was that last bit?” 

“Come on, Megumin, I think we can find a good spot for your metabolically necessary Explosion,” Taylor said, picking up her staff and hat. “I wouldn’t want you to become ill.”

Megumin beamed at him. “Indeed! We will make these pathetic outlanders fear the true mystic might of the Crimson Demon Clan!”

“Er, shouldn’t you ask permission first?” Rin said.

Taylor shook his head. “Better to ask forgiveness. Besides, we can be discreet.”

Kazuma had never seen Megumin be anything he’d call discreet, except perhaps for her obvious affection for Yunyun, but the two of them headed out before he or Rin could try to talk them out of it. 

“I won’t be, ah, requiring your services this evening,” Darkness told Rin. “Come, Dust. I think we should retire early.”

“Really? I was going to show you around town, maybe visit some of my old haunts, introduce you to my favorite taverns! Then we could look for Faitfor!” Dust said, clearly missing the implication. 

Blushing, Darkness coughed. “W-well, you are still not welcome here, and we, ah, have not had any private time together since our journey began, and I am feeling most…pent up.”

“No worries, we’ll go in disguise! No one will recognize us,” Dust promised. “I’ll take you to my favorite tavern, and we can get a room there! It’s a lot more relaxing than these digs.”

“Y-you would take me to a dive bar, where all sorts of rough men and lewd women are to be found?!” Darkness gasped. 

“Uh, I mean, yeah? You enjoy those kinds of things, don’t you?” Dust said, rubbing the back of his neck in confusion.

“Would you flirt with the barmaids in front of me, and try to peek up their skirts?!” Darkness demanded, going right to Dust and grabbing him by the shoulders. 

Dust nodded. “I mean, I’d look, but not touch! You can’t blame a man for having eyes, right?” 

“We must go at once! Come, we shall use these old cloaks and our adventuring garb, none will know us!” Darkness declared, and a few moments later, they snuck out the servants’ entrance in their grimy old clothing. 

That left Kazuma and Rin all alone in a very swanky set of rooms. They were even nicer than the guest quarters in the Belzerg palace, that being more of a converted fortress built for defense first and comfort a distant third behind the practical running of a country. 

“Wow, it’s even got a built-in bath,” Kazuma said, peeking into the bathroom. “It’s the size of a hot tub too.”

“Well then, my lord, what say we clean off from our journey,” Rin said, walking past Kazuma. She coyly turned her back to him and grinned. “Help me out of my dress? These buttons are a pain.”

It felt like it took forever for Kazuma’s damnably clumsy fingers to get Rin out of her gown. After that, she helped him out of his clothes, and they stood at the edge of the bath as the water ran into it, sharing a passionate kiss. 

“So, what did you think of the princess?” Rin asked when they parted.

Kazuma’s mind took a minute to catch up, then he shrugged while blushing. “I mean, she has your face, but her personality would be enough to turn off anyone. I think I got the better deal.”

“Hmm, good answer. I guess I will let you wash my back,” Rin laughed, then made to slide into the water. 

“Wait! You gotta rinse off first,” Kazuma told her. “Otherwise you’ll get the bathwater all dirty.”

Rin blinked at him in bemusement. “Uh, that’s sort of the point of a bath, isn’t it?”

“Not if you’re going to do it properly,” Kazuma told her, then grabbed her and tickled her a bit, making her squeal in delight. “Now come here, I’m going to scrub you off.”

Rin let Kazuma splash a bucket of cold water over her, though she gasped and shuddered when he did. “Ack! That’s freezing!”

“Yeah, you get cold first, then let the warm water heat you up,” Kazuma told her, taking a washcloth and some soap. “Now, let me have my way with you…”

He rather enjoyed scrubbing Rin’s lean body clean, pulling her onto his lap as he did so. She let him handle her, moaning as he pinched at her nipples, then groaning when he began to massage between her legs. “Hmm, you are a dirty girl, I’ll have to take extra care to get you nice and clean.”

“P-pull my tail while you do it,” Rin hissed, then arched her back and cried out when he did so. “Ah! Yes, just like that! Not too fast…”

With one hand stroking the base of Rin’s tail and two fingers inserted between her legs, Kazuma kept up a steady rhythm, his lips locked to Rin’s. After a few minutes, she groaned and shuddered, and he lay her down on the bath mat as she panted and blushed up at him. 

“You’re going to make a mess of me,” Rin sighed, guiding Kazuma into her. 

“Well, it’s a good thing the bath is, hrn, rightthere,” Kazuma grunted as Rin began to grind against him. She wrapped her tail and legs about his body hungrily as he lay atop her, twining her fingers in his damp hair and pulling him against herself roughly.

“Well, I’ll try not to spill any,” she moaned. “Come on, Kazuma. Hmmm. Yesssss. Gods, I love you!”

“Rin! I…I love you!” Kazuma gasped, then spent himself inside of her, thrusting as deeply as he could.

After that, he washed her off again, then made to get into the bath with her. 

“Not so fast, it’s my turn now,” Rin told him, holding on to his hand and guiding him to sit on the floor. She grabbed a bucket of cold water, and it was Kazuma’s turn to gasp and splutter as she upended it over his head. 

“They say a cold bath in the morning builds passion. Let’s just see about that,” Rin giggled and began her own ministrations with washcloth and soap. It took a few minutes, but Kazuma was still young, and before long he rose to the occasion again. 

“My, my, what’s this? I’ll have to get you extra clean,” Rin laughed, then got her on knees, before wrapping her lips around Kazuma’s shaft and sucking so hard he nearly exploded right then and there.

“You…you’re so beautiful,” Kazuma said, feeling dizzy as he mussed Rin’s hair, moving his fingers through the sodden strands. Her emerald eyes met his, sparkling as she continued her work. He groaned and lay back, letting her suck greedily for nearly a minute.

“I…I think I’m going to,” he gasped as he felt the pleasure reach a crescendo.

“Oh no you don’t,” Rin said, letting him go. Kazuma felt a moment of panic, until she straddled him, squatting atop him and pumping up and down. She only managed it twice before Kazuma couldn’t hold it anymore, gripping her by the waist and pulling her down hard as he spent himself again.

She collapsed atop him, and they lay in the steam for several minutes, gasping and cradling one another. 

“Well, are we clean enough to take a bath now,” Rin giggled, sitting up and nodding towards the water.

“Yeah, I think so,” Kazuma agreed, then suddenly stood, grabbing Rin a bridal carry. She screamed in delight, then in horror as Kazuam took two steps and jumped into the bath with a mighty splash, sending hot water and soap everywhere.

“You jerk, you nearly drowned me!” Rin sputtered, coming up laughing when they surfaced. The water was shallow, only up to their waists, but the pool was wide enough for both of them to stretch out. They sat together, heads resting against one another, arms wrapped about each other as they soaked in the warm water.

“You know, they never make these baths hot enough for me,” Kazuma sighed after a few minutes. “Back in Japan, they have it nearly boiling.”

“Hmm, this is hot enough for me. And so are you,” Rin said, then nibbled at Kazuma’s ear which made him shout. “He he. Though don’t forget, we’re the servants. We’ll have to clean all this up.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that. I can have someone else come clean this up later.”

Rin screamed and Kazuma shouted, both of them leaping to their feet and spinning about to find a very naked sitting on the rim of the bathtub, her feet splashing in the water as she grinned at thim.

“P-Princess! What are you-” Rin stammered, but Kazuma yelled,

“You bitch, what are you doing here!? Didn’t your parents teach you that it’s rude to sneak in on people in the bath?!”

“Aw, but the two of you were so cute, I couldn’t help but want to join you,” Leonore laughed then slid into the water without even a towel to preserve the semblance of modesty. 

“Yeah, no. Occupied. Get out,” Kazuma said, grabbing for a towel for Rin as she desperately tried to hide her breasts with her arms.

“Oh come on. I look just like her! You can’t have never thought about what it would be like to have a pair of twins,” Leonore said, batting her eyes at Kazuma. 

He hesitated, but Rin didn’t. She hopped into the bath, then splashed over to loom over Leonore. The princess grinned up at her, until Rin slapped her sharply across the face. 

“He is my boyfriend, and I don’t share! I don’t know what sort of twisted stuff you nobles get up to, or, well, I have a pretty good idea now thanks to Darkness, but even she wouldn’t share her man with another woman!”

“Don’t be so sure,” Leonore muttered, wiping away a bit of blood from the corner of her mouth. She still didn’t rise though. “Fine. Just, sit down. I won’t try to fuck your man. But I’ll see if that Dustiness woman is as randy as they say. You’ve got an Axis Priestess with you, and everyone knows that Belzerg nobles are depraved enough.”

“Darkness would kick your ass,” Kazuma said, coming over to stand beside Rin. “And frankly, Rin’s more than enough woman for me.”

“Fine, fine, you’re both very virtuous. Now will you sit down? I just want to talk,” Leonore said.

Kazuma shared a look with Rin, who shrugged helplessly. “I mean, I already slapped her. That’s probably worth the death penalty, and if she screams…we’re two servants with their princess. It wouldn’t be her that gets in trouble.”

“Ha ha, you really are too smart for Rein! Now, are you going to do what I say, or do I have to pull the rank card?”

Flustered, Kazuma sat across the bath from Leonore, with Rin possessively putting her tail over his groin under the water. It tickled, and if Kazuma wasn’t careful, he’d find himself rather aroused by the situation. Having a threesome with Rin and her busty blonde twin actually did sound like a good time, even if he was pretty sure it was a horrible idea all around. Good thing they’d had two rounds, or he might have done something really stupid.

“Better. Now, what is the famous Kazuma Sato, slayer of what is it now, four generals? Five? Eh, I count the Destroyer, let’s call it five, and my doppelganger doing here?” Leonore said once they were settled. “Planning on kidnapping and replacing me with her? You’d have to pad her chest and hide the tail, but it could work.”

“You, uh, know who I am?” Kazuma asked, feeling rather nervous.

“We’re not, what are you, insane?!” Rin spluttered. 

Leonore sighed. “Pity. I’d have helped you bundle me off if you were. Sounds like a hoot. Oh well. So why are you really here? Belzerg doesn’t have the fixation with noble blood that most countries do, and Rein’s a good enough fighter that they’d knight him just for asking and thank him for it with how desperate they are for high level warriors.”

“Uh,” Rin and Kazuma exchanged looks. “We, uh, we didn’t know that I looked so much like you, honestly. You’d think Dust, er, Rein, would mention it, but all that man has between his ears is rocks.”

“Better question is why you’re here. Surely someone had to notice you coming in here. They don’t let Iris go anywhere without at least the Suit and Rain, so there’s no way people don’t know you’re in here,” Kazuma said, glaring at Leonore.

“Oh, they do, they do. They probably figure I’m having a threesome or an orgy or whatever debauched nonsense they’d believe about a Belzergian high noble,” Leonore said with a shrug. “And honestly? Sort of disappointed we’re not having one. Offer’s open!”

“Uh, pass,” Kazuma said as Rin sucked in an outraged breath. “But, er, isn’t that like…bad for you?”

“Despite the fact of my unfortunately intact maidenhead, everyone believes I’ve already sullied myself. And since I’m not a male, notches on my bedpost make me a pariah instead of scoring me points with the boys,” Leonore said, making a face. 

Rin shook her head slowly. “So, you and Dust, you never…?”

“No, despite my best efforts. Did you? How is he in bed?” Leonore asked curiously. 

“N-no! I’m no virgin, uh, obviously, but, um…well honestly I just ended up sleeping with Kazuma first, and frankly, I think I got the better end of the bargain. Kazuma’s cuter, and he’s hung like a horse. Darkness didn’t know what she was throwing away,” Rin said, rubbing Kazuma’s back and stroking his ego so hard he nearly popped another stiffy.

“You common women are so lucky,” Leonore moaned, throwing her head back and emphasizing her breasts, which really were quite perky and large. Kazuma didn’t mind Rin’s smaller size, he rather liked them, but boobs were boobs. “You can sleep with any man you want, and no one gives a shit. I get one guy to take me on a joyride and everyone acts like I have the clap.”

Kazuma averted his eyes, as Rin’s tail was starting to bristle. “You, uh, have an interesting vocabulary for a princess.”

“And some real wrong ideas. I get called a skank and a slut all the time. Hell, I’m barely only mostly over being called a gold digger for shacking up with Kazuma,” Rin said, her nails digging painful furrows across Kazuma’s chest as she pressed herself against him. The pain and feel of her nipples on him reminded Kazuma that a boob in the hand was way better than getting murdered for sticking it in another bush. 

“Eh, at least you’re not a national embarrassment,” Leonore said, and mercifully lowered herself back down. She frowned at Rin. “Let me guess: this is about Faitfore. Dust was always more in love with that stupid dragon than he was with me.”

Kazuma and Rin both fell silent, locking desperate eyes. How had she figured it out?!

“By your reaction, I assume I’m right. Hmm. That is a problem. I could get away with pardoning Rein for the price of what remains of my dignity, and honestly, who gives a flying fuck about that? But giving away a high dragon? That’s a problem,” Leonore said, shaking her head slowly. “Please tell me that that muscle-headed moron and her boy toy aren’t out trying to steal Faitifor away right now.”

“Uh…” Kazuma trailed off, and Rin cleared her throat.

“Actually, um, that was supposed to be our job…” Rin admitted. 

“Well, you needn’t bother, she’s not in the city. She’s been so distraught over the loss of her rider that she’s been taken away to a special preserve where we put dragons that aren’t fit for service and need to recover,” Leonore told them. She frowned again, then grinned. “It does give me an idea though. What if I told you there was a way for you to get Faitfore, for just a small little price?”

“If it’s having a threesome with you, um, I-I don’t think we can do that,” Kazuma said, glancing at Rin.

“Absolutely not! Though, er…you might be right about Darkness being open to the idea…” Rin admitted. “Careful though. She’s equally likely to pop your head off like a melon. I’ve seen her snap a Bane’s neck like it was a newborn kitten.”

“Ha ha! Hmm, I should have asked for that. But no, I have another idea,” Leonore leaned forward, her eyes sparkling mischievously. “How’d you like to be Princess for a day?”