The broken mountain range stood silent under a blood-red sky, the air thick with tension and the metallic scent of blood. Both squads formed up, weapons drawn, eyes locked on the two women standing atop the rocky ridge.
Solara gripped her katana tightly, her voice cutting through the wind like a blade. "Get ready to die, demons."
She dashed forward like a storm, katana flashing in the dying light.
Arashi slammed his fist into the ground with a roar. The earth shook violently as two massive rock hands erupted, grabbing Selena and pinning her in place.
"You can't escape!" Solara shouted, leaping high with her blade raised to deliver a finishing strike to Selena's neck.
Selena looked up with a soft, almost pitying smile… and vanished.
She reappeared directly behind Solara in a flicker of dark energy. "You were too slow, Leader."
CRACK!
A devastating kick slammed into Solara's back, sending her crashing hard into the rocky ground. Dust exploded around her as she skidded across the stones.
Selestia stepped forward, her presence cold and commanding. "Let's get ready to die, humans." She gestured sharply, and the massive demon behind her let out a thunderous roar, charging forward.
Luna shot into the sky, her aura exploding outward in a brilliant surge of power. "You're going to die!" she screamed, diving down like a meteor and smashing her fist directly into the giant demon's head. The impact sent the colossal creature flying backward, crashing into the mountainside with a deafening boom.
Selestia smirked. "You're all powerful… but still not enough to defeat us."
Kurohime teleported behind her in a burst of shadow and delivered a brutal kick to her spine. "Let's see who's not enough!"
Selestia barely flinched. She grabbed Kurohime's leg mid-kick and hurled her through the air. Kurohime crashed hard into one of the jeeps, denting the metal.
"You shouldn't attack from behind," Selestia said coldly, advancing.
Lisa charged like a war goddess, her massive shining hammer glowing with power. "Ready to get crushed, demon?!" She swung with all her strength, the hammer whistling through the air.
Selestia smiled dangerously. "You really think that'll work?"
Elara quickly extended her hand, teleporting Lisa to the other side at the last second. "Of course it will."
Lisa roared and brought the hammer down with earth-shattering force, slamming Selestia into a huge boulder. The rock cracked violently on impact.
Meanwhile, Selena effortlessly dodged Solara's furious slashes, almost dancing around her.
"You're moving too slow, Leader," she taunted before teleporting right in front of her. Her hand shot out like lightning, grabbing Solara by the throat and lifting her off the ground.
Haruto's eyes widened in horror. "She's going to kill Solara!"
Kurohime teleported in again and delivered a powerful kick to Selena's stomach, forcing her to release Solara. "Not that easily!"
Solara collapsed to her knees, coughing and breathing heavily. "She's… very powerful. One mistake and we're dead. Stay alert!"
Luna hovered in the air, breathing hard, her uniform slightly torn from the intense fighting, sweat glistening on her skin. "He was heavier than he looked…" she muttered, looking at her hands covered in black demon ichor.
The battlefield was chaotic, both sides exchanging devastating blows. The 13th and 14th Squads fought with everything they had, but Selena and Selestia moved with terrifying ease — like predators toying with their prey.
Haruto clenched his fists, heart pounding. "We can't keep going like this…"
The true battle had only just begun.
The battlefield was a wasteland of shattered rock and black blood. The survivors slowly regrouped near the jeeps, exhausted but alive.
Akane looked around with deep concern, her voice soft. "This fight… it's going to be very difficult for us."
Elara nodded and gently grabbed Haruto's hand, pulling him closer to her side. Her soft, heavy breasts pressed warmly against his arm as she held him protectively. "We have to stay together. No one fights alone."
Selestia spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground, her eyes blazing with hatred. She looked up at the blood-red sky and roared, "You all are going to die!"
Her body began to convulse violently. Bones cracked and expanded as she underwent a terrifying Demonic Shift. In seconds, she transformed into a colossal, nightmarish demon — towering over them with jagged horns, dark scales, and massive wings.
Lisa gripped her shining hammer tighter, eyes locked on the monster. "That's a Demonic Shift! We have to sever her neck completely. That's the only way to kill her in this form!"
Luna rocketed into the sky, aura exploding around her. "Let's end this!" She dove like a comet and slammed her fist directly into the giant demon's face with earth-shattering force, sending it staggering back.
Selestia laughed maniacally. "You're all strong… but still not enough!"
Kurohime teleported behind her and delivered a brutal spinning kick to her spine. "Let's see who's not enough!"
Selestia barely flinched. She grabbed Kurohime's leg and hurled her through the air like a ragdoll. Kurohime crashed hard into one of the jeeps, denting the side.
Lisa charged forward like a war goddess. "My turn to finish it!" Elara quickly opened a portal, teleporting Lisa directly in front of Selestia's exposed neck.
"I got it!" Lisa roared, swinging her massive hammer with all her strength.
CRRRRRAAAAACK!
The hammer connected with devastating force, crushing Selestia's neck in a single, brutal strike. The giant demon let out a final, gurgling roar before collapsing heavily to the ground, slowly shrinking back to her original form.
Selestia lay there, whispering weakly, "Am I… really going to die… so easily…?" before her eyes closed.
Selena appeared in a flash beside her fallen ally. Her expression was ice-cold as she glared at the entire group.
"Maybe we'll stop here for now," she said with a dangerous, venomous smile. "But next time… I won't give any of you the chance to leave alive."
In a swirl of dark energy, Selena vanished, taking the injured Selestia with her.
Solara punched the side of the jeep in frustration, denting the metal with a loud bang. "They were too strong… and they still escaped so easily!"
Luna landed heavily, breathing hard. Her uniform was torn in several places, sweat glistening on her skin as she muttered, "That was… way too hard."
Akane reverted to her normal form and walked over, arms crossed under her huge chest. "They'll come back stronger. We have to stay careful from now on."
Kurohime gestured toward the jeeps. "For now, let's return to the dorm and rest. We need to recover."
Everyone nodded wearily and climbed into the vehicles. Haruto found himself squeezed between Luna and Elara again. Haruto, mumbled tiredly, "That battle was brutal… and I couldn't help much at all."
Luna immediately pulled him close, pressing his face firmly into her soft, warm breasts through her torn uniform.
"Stop talking like a kid, Puppy," she said with a confident smirk. "We're all alive. Next time, we'll show them who the real bosses are."
Elara gently patted Haruto's head on her other side, her voice soft and reassuring. "You don't need to worry. You're learning very fast. Before they return, you'll be strong enough to defeat them."
Kurohime, sitting in the front passenger seat, spoke thoughtfully. "Since we fought matured demons, we need to report this to the higher-ups. That means we have to go to Tokyo."
Haruto's eyes lit up slightly. "Tokyo…? That's great. I can meet my old friends there."
Kurohime nodded. "We'll leave tomorrow. Tonight, rest and prepare."
As both jeeps sped through the dark mountains toward the dorm, the weight of the battle and the promise of even greater dangers ahead hung heavy in the air.
In the afternoon, warm sunlight streamed through the training room windows, casting golden highlights across the wooden floor. Haruto was on the ground, drenched in sweat, pushing through heavy push-ups with trembling arms.
"79… 80… 81…" he counted, voice strained and breathless, muscles burning.
Elara knelt gracefully beside him in a tight white dress that hugged every curve of her voluptuous body like a second skin. The fabric stretched tightly across her massive, soft breasts, threatening to burst with each small movement.
"You can do it, Haruto," she encouraged softly, her voice gentle and full of warmth. "Just a little more."
Haruto glanced up at her — and his gaze immediately locked onto her enormous breasts hanging heavily right in front of his face. His cheeks exploded into a deep blush. His arms gave out instantly.
"I… I can't do anymore!" he gasped, collapsing face-first onto the floor in embarrassment.
Elara smiled softly and gently pulled his head onto her soft lap, cradling him like a mother would. Her fingers ran through his sweaty hair with tender care. "You worked really hard today. I'm proud of you."
Haruto opened his eyes slowly, staring up at the breathtaking view of her massive breasts hovering just above him. She's so soft… and beautiful… just like an angel, he thought, his heart racing.
The door suddenly slid open.
Kurohime walked in holding a tablet, her expression calm but focused. "Hello, you two."
Haruto's eyes snapped wide open. He sat up quickly, face still flushed. "Kurohime?! What are you doing here?"
Kurohime knelt gracefully in front of him, her own impressive figure leaning forward as she turned the tablet screen toward him. It displayed a beautiful woman with long black hair and striking features.
"Do you know her?" she asked softly.
Haruto stared at the photo, his breath catching in his throat. "Her name is… Yumiko Aizawa…" His eyes widened in shock. "Wait… that's impossible."
Elara looked at him with concern, gently placing a hand on his shoulder. "Haruto? Are you okay?"
Haruto pointed at the screen with a trembling finger. "She looks exactly like my stepmother… same name too. But she died years ago during a demon attack. I saw it happen…"
Kurohime's expression softened. She leaned closer, her face inches from his, voice calm but serious.
"I looked into this after learning your surname. Yumiko Aizawa is alive. She's currently an A-rank officer and leader of an elite squad in Shibuya. After the demon attack, the Demon Corporation rescued her. She lost most of her memories during the process, but she's been secretly searching for you ever since she regained partial recall."
Haruto's world spun. His eyes filled with a storm of emotions — shock, pain, hope, and disbelief.
"I want to meet her," he said, voice firm and determined.
Kurohime smiled warmly. "That's why we're going to Tokyo tomorrow. There's a major meeting of squad leaders. She'll be there."
Haruto clenched his fists, eyes burning with resolve. "It's been so many years… I thought I lost her forever."
Elara gently squeezed his shoulder, her touch full of comfort. "Then this is your chance, Haruto."
The room fell into a heavy, emotional silence — broken only by the distant sounds of training outside. A new fire had been lit in Haruto's heart, one that burned brighter than any of his flames.
Tomorrow, they would head to Tokyo.
On the other side of the dorm, in the dimly lit strategy room, Solara sat on the large couch with absolute commanding presence. Her posture was straight as a blade, legs crossed, eyes sharp as she addressed the gathered squad members under the low glow of the overhead lights.
"We have to stay extremely careful," Solara said, her voice low and authoritative. "That meeting in Tokyo will be crucial. If we perform well, we could improve our rank and finally get assigned to an elite squad."
Lisa nodded firmly, arms crossed under her chest. "That's right. Getting into an elite squad would drastically increase our chances of rising into the upper ranks faster."
Arashi leaned back in his chair, flipping through a mission file with a cocky smirk. "According to this, there are only three openings among the six strongest elite squads. The competition is going to be brutal. We're basically walking into a lion's den."
Reika shot him a sharp, warning glare. "Don't start with that negative attitude. There's no proof we'll fail before we even try."
A heavy silence fell over the room. The tension was thick enough to cut with a blade.
Solara's gaze swept across everyone, cold and commanding, carrying the weight of leadership. "Enough. Don't overthink it. Just focus on performing perfectly. We are the 13th Squad and 14th squad— we don't go there to beg. We go there to impress."
She paused, letting her words sink in like a blade pressed against skin.
Arashi muttered under his breath, just loud enough for everyone to hear, "Yeah… but if we mess up, we'll probably get assigned to cleaning duty for the next ten years."
Lisa, who had been quietly listening in the corner, let out a small, dry chuckle. "At least you'd finally be useful for something, Arashi."
A few faint smiles broke the tension, but they quickly faded as the reality of the situation settled back in.
Solara leaned forward slightly, her eyes burning with deadly seriousness. "This isn't just another mission. This is our chance to rise. Fail… and we remain stuck in the lower ranks forever. Succeed… and the upper squads will finally have to acknowledge us."
The room fell into a heavy, charged silence once again. Only the distant ticking of a clock and the faint sound of wind outside could be heard.
Tomorrow, they would head to Tokyo.
And their fate as a squad would be decided.
In the soft glow of the evening lamps, Luna sat cross-legged on her bed, wearing a tight white tank top and dolphin shorts. She hugged a large pillow tightly against her chest, squishing her massive breasts around it as she pouted cutely.
"Puppy… you have to get punished soon," she muttered with a soft, aggressive tone, squeezing the pillow even harder.
The door clicked open.
Haruto stepped inside with a confident smile. "Hello, Luna. I came to tell you about tomorrow's meeting. Leader wants you to get ready early and act properly—"
Before he could finish, Luna's eyes lit up with mischievous hunger. She tossed the pillow aside, grabbed him by the collar, and spun him around, pushing him firmly onto the bed.
"You've been avoiding me for too long," she purred seductively, closing the door behind her with a soft click. In one smooth motion, she straddled his waist, her thick thighs clamping down on his sides as her huge, soft ass settled heavily on his lap, grinding teasingly against the growing bulge in his pants.
Haruto's face turned bright red. "L-Luna… what are you doing?!"
Luna leaned down slowly, her warm breath brushing against his neck. She kissed the sensitive skin softly, then licked a slow, sensual trail up to his cheek before capturing his lips in an aggressive, hungry kiss.
"Mmm… mph…" she moaned into his mouth, her tongue boldly exploring, tasting him with raw desire. Her massive ass continued swaying and grinding seductively on top of him, the tight dolphin shorts stretching obscenely over her plump cheeks.
Haruto's eyes widened in shock, staring helplessly at the ceiling as her soft, heavy breasts pressed down against his chest. This life… is going to get very crazy and hard… he thought, half in panic, half in overwhelmed pleasure.
Luna finally pulled back slightly, a thin string of saliva connecting their lips. She licked his lower lip teasingly and whispered with a wicked smile, "How about another horse ride, Puppy?"
She stood up gracefully, then pulled him to his feet. Haruto, flushed and defeated, dropped onto his hands and knees with a heavy sigh.
"Just… complete it faster," he muttered in resignation.
Luna's eyes sparkled with delight as she straddled his back, her enormous, plush ass pressing down firmly against him. She grabbed a fistful of his hair like reins and gave his backside a sharp, playful slap.
SMACK!
"Stop talking and start walking, Horsy~" she commanded energetically, bouncing lightly on his back, her huge breasts jiggling with every movement.
Haruto gritted his teeth and began crawling across the floor on all fours, Luna riding him triumphantly like a queen on her personal steed. The room filled with the sound of her bright, teasing laughter and his quiet, humiliated groans.
This was simply another ordinary evening in the 13th Squad dorm.