"Can't I move my body? Is it that again?" Helen murmured, her body trembling from her futile attempt to resist.
"Ryan, why didn't you give us... an order in time?" Mirian questioned, her voice strained.
"Enough, I simply forgot to do it," Ryan replied with a sigh.
Helen and Mirian began walking toward Ryan, drawn by the power of the debt.
Irina stood watching and brought her hands to her chin.
"So, will the same thing happen to them that happened to me?" Irina asked with curiosity, bringing her hands to her mouth.
'Yeah... but what's going to happen now?'
Helen arrived from the front and Mirian from behind. Both pressed their breasts against Ryan's body. Helen's face was very red; Ryan looked away, blushing, as he could hear the sound of his own heart.
'I shouldn't be thinking this, but... I'm starting to enjoy this world.'
Then he felt a very soft pressure against his back, pushing him repeatedly.
'Did she... take off her armor?'
Ryan looked back; there were two small tears welling up in Mirian's eyes.
"No, don't look at me now, don't look here..." Mirian began to rub her bare chest against Ryan's back. He couldn't see it all, only half of her chest and her neck.
His heart began to beat faster as Mirian melted with embarrassment and began to let out soft pants.
"Ah... ah... I can't..." Mirian breathed heavily.
"Hey, don't do that in front of me!" Irina yelled. "You guys are perverts."
She covered her eyes and turned around, her back to them.
Then Helen dropped her armor as well.
She pressed her bare breasts against Ryan's chest and began rubbing against him, just as Mirian was doing.
'I'm no longer sure if this is due to my luck or the debt bug...' Ryan evaluated in his mind, letting the girls continue rubbing their soft breasts over him.
"Ah, ah, ah." The girls' moans grew increasingly pronounced.
Ryan didn't move. He let the system take its course, enjoying every second.
Then both girls positioned themselves at Ryan's sides. Mirian grabbed one of his arms, making his biceps vanish between her breasts.
If he looked right, there was Mirian; to the left, Helen.
And they didn't stop rubbing their bare breasts against his arms.
The moans they emitted left Irina completely flushed, to the point that she could barely breathe.
"It feels so soft," Ryan murmured.
Helen squeezed his arm tightly.
"Stop saying such inappropriate things! You're making this more embarrassing!" Helen grumbled.
"Ah, ah... I can't anymore, I feel so strange," Mirian chimed in.
Her breathing was incredibly irregular.
"I think... I'm going to lose my mind," Mirian added between moans and short breaths.
"Stop it already!" Irina yelled as she planted herself right in front of them.
Her shout made Ryan regain his sanity; he was completely dazed, thinking they were making some kind of sandwich out of him.
[Debt collection applied x2]
[Debt Bonus: +100 points]
[Debt Bonus: +90,000 EXP]
"Yes! I can move now," Helen said as she quickly pulled back. Covering her chest, she grabbed her armor and put it on.
Mirian did the same and stepped back a bit.
"How embarrassing, how embarrassing. An elf saw me doing such indecent things," Mirian whispered.
'What she's worried about is that an elf saw her?'
Helen kept her back turned and slowly turned her head, her face completely red.
"Ryan... you really enjoyed this, didn't you?" Helen whispered.
Ryan looked at her for a second. "Do you really want to know if I enjoyed it?"
Helen turned even redder.
"N... Nothing, just forget it," Helen snorted.
"Guys, that curse is terrifying," Irina commented, finally turning around. "How can you do such perverted things and stay so calm?"
But Ryan approached and, looking her in the eye, replied, "What you did wasn't exactly less perverted than this, you know?"
"I already know that." Irina looked away in embarrassment.
After a few minutes, they were calmer and gathered together, thinking about what to do with the dragon.
Helen explained that although it would be good to sell it to the guild, it was very difficult to transport something so enormous, so she cut off its claws and fangs.
Since the main reason they were in such a distant place was that the guild sent them to hunt a dangerous monster rumored to exist in the area, though they never imagined it would be a dragon.
"Anyway, let's go," Helen suggested.
Irina tilted her head. "Aren't you coming back to the village? My father could reward you."
"A reward from the elves? I think that will do us good," Mirian commented as she approached.
'Being rewarded for the trouble we caused them ourselves makes me think of people from my world who kidnap pets and then, when the owners offer a reward, hand them over themselves. But the fact is we killed the dragon; a reward will come in handy.'
Thus, they returned to the elven village. Upon entering, the elves began cheering with excitement, hailing them as the heroes who saved the forest. The king began scolding Irina for leaving without permission and, almost on his knees, thanked the heroes for bringing his beloved daughter back without a single scratch.
"A round of applause for our heroes," the King ordered.
"Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!" the crowd roared.
'Wow, this feels very strange.'
They then agreed to celebrate that night. The heroes would sleep there and depart at dawn. They ate and drank as much as they could.
Many female elves approached Ryan, trying to seduce him, but the intimidating presence of Helen and Mirian kept them away.
"You're quite the womanizer, young man," said Irina's elderly grandfather, placing a hand on Ryan's shoulder as he spoke to him.
"You've won the hearts of all the young elven maidens in the village, and you're accompanied by two beauties. Are you by any chance interested in marrying one of our elven girls?"
Irina stomped on the old man's foot. "Grandfather! Leave him alone! Don't put weird ideas in his head!"
"What's wrong, my dear granddaughter?" The old man chuckled. "Do you happen to want him for yourself? Ha, ha, ha."
'This old man is incredibly drunk.'
"Stop joking, please, Grandfather! You should be in bed by now! Drinking so much is bad for you!" Irina said, blushing.
"The old man certainly has some energy," Helen pointed out with a light smile.
Then the King raised his glass, and they toasted to an era of peace. After giving a brief speech, he announced that before departing, the heroes would be rewarded with whatever they asked for.
Ryan stood up and reflected, a confident smile forming on his lips.
'It's not that money here is the same as in my world. But elves and dwarves are always associated with wealth... That being the case... how much could they give me?'
"We need a lot of money for our journey," Ryan murmured, then raised his gaze directly to the King.
"I want a lot of gold coins."
The king almost choked on his drink and opened his eyes in shock.
"A lot of gold coins?! Adventurer... Money is simply not something I can offer you right now."
Mirian quickly leaned toward him and began tugging desperately at his sleeve.
"Hey, Ryan... I don't think they have much money, they're the exiled elves, you know?" she whispered through her teeth.
'Exiled?'
Ryan simply ignored her, keeping his gaze fixed on the elven ruler, and the king cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure.
"I must admit I expected you to ask for something else. Perhaps weapons? Although... we don't possess truly powerful weapons here. However, you may consult our reliquaries. Or..." The king paused briefly, and a teasing smile appeared on his face.
"...if you prefer, I could offer you an elven woman in marriage. I could even offer you my own daughter."
"No way!" Mirian and Helen exclaimed at the same time.
Their blunt refusal echoed throughout the room. Ryan let out a long sigh as he scratched the back of his neck, realizing he wasn't going to get that massive financial shortcut.
"Well, since you can't give me anything useful..." Ryan said, crossing his arms. "At least get us a relic that will actually be useful to us on our journey."
"Very well," the king replied, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Tomorrow, before you leave, I shall hand it to you," the king concluded with a solemn nod.