The next morning, after breakfast, Sylvara led Hiroto to the village notice board.
A new quest had been posted:
Quest: Clear the Goblin Outpost
Location: Northern Forest, abandoned mine entrance
Difficulty: Low-Medium
Reward: 15 Silver Coins + Village Gratitude
Sylvara tapped the paper.
"This is perfect for you. Real combat experience, but not too dangerous. You need this."
Hiroto read the details and swallowed.
"Eight to twelve goblin futanari… armed with crude weapons. Sounds fun. My favorite kind of suicide mission."
Sylvara gave him a small smirk.
"You won't be alone. I'll be there. But you have to fight too. No hiding behind me the whole time."
They left the village shortly after. The journey took a little over two hours.
As they approached the abandoned mine entrance, they could already hear the crude laughter and grunting of goblins.
Sylvara drew her sword.
"Stay close. Watch their movements. And for Lunara's sake, don't die."
Before they could move forward, a familiar voice called from behind.
"Wait for me~!"
Alyra came jogging up the path, her tail swishing excitedly, a shortsword strapped to her hip.
"I heard about the quest and thought you might need some extra help," she said with an innocent smile. "Three is better than two, right?"
Sylvara's eyes narrowed.
"You followed us."
"Of course I did," Alyra replied cheerfully. "I can't let my favorite male go into danger without proper protection."
Hiroto muttered, "Protection or claiming rights?"
Alyra winked. "Both."
The three approached the outpost.
There were eleven goblin futanari. They roared and charged the moment they saw Hiroto.
"Male! Fresh male!"
The fight began.
Sylvara moved like liquid silver, cutting down two goblins in seconds.
Alyra laughed as she engaged another, her shortsword flashing playfully.
Hiroto was immediately in trouble.
A goblin futanari lunged at him. He parried desperately, but the impact sent him stumbling. His counterattack was weak — more of a slap than a strike.
The goblin laughed at him.
Strength 7 strikes again… I'm basically a massage therapist with a sword.
The System chimed.
[Warning: Your attack did 2 damage. The goblin is more insulted than injured.]
Alyra kicked the goblin away and grinned at Hiroto.
"Careful, handsome. You're too cute to die here."
As the fight intensified, Hiroto felt something strange.
His bond with Sylvara, which was already at 91%, suddenly surged. A warm, electric energy flooded his body. For a brief moment, his movements felt slightly sharper.
[ Bond Sync Activated – Temporary Strength Boost (+2) ]
But the boost came with a heavy price.
Hiroto felt a sudden, intense rush of heat. His own erection stiffened rapidly, pressing uncomfortably against his pants.
Worse, he glanced at Sylvara and noticed it — her bulge, which had been controlled before, was now clearly thicker and harder, straining visibly against her armor as she fought.
Oh no… she's getting excited too. This is not fair. I'm popping a boner in the middle of a goblin fight because of a stupid bond, and the woman who's supposed to be protecting me is also packing a massive hard-on right now. My life has officially become a sadistic isekai harem story written by someone who hates me.
The System chimed.
[Warning: Mutual arousal detected.
Bond Sync is working overtime.
Current situation: Two futanari and one very confused male in combat.
Suggestion: Try not to trip over your own erection.]
Hiroto groaned internally.
"Not helping!"
He was still mostly protected by Sylvara and Alyra. The two futanari moved around him like a deadly dance, cutting down goblins while occasionally glancing at each other with clear rivalry.
When the last goblin fell, Hiroto dropped to one knee, panting hard — both from exhaustion and the lingering, embarrassing arousal.
The System chimed.
[Quest Completed: Clear the Goblin Outpost]
[15 Silver Coins added to inventory]
[Village Gratitude increased]
[Strength +1 (Now 8)]
[New Skill Unlocked: Basic Combat Instinct (Passive)]
Then, with clear amusement:
[Note: Bond Sync caused an… enthusiastic physical reaction in both parties.
Would you like me to add "Unexpected Erection Resistance Training" to the schedule?]
Hiroto groaned.
"Please shut up."
Sylvara knelt beside him, checking the shallow cut on his arm. Her breathing was slightly heavier than usual, and Hiroto could still see the prominent bulge in her armor.
"You did better than I expected," she said quietly, her voice a little husky. "You didn't run."
Alyra crouched on his other side, wiping blood from his cheek with her thumb, her own bulge still visibly swollen.
"My brave boy… you looked so cool when you kept getting up. I almost didn't want to help."
Hiroto gave a tired, wry smile.
"Yeah… I'm a natural hero. Just don't tell anyone my body decided to betray me mid-fight."
The two futanari looked at each other over him, the air thick with unresolved tension and unspoken desire.
Hiroto closed his eyes for a moment.
Strength 8… finally.
But with Sylvara and Alyra watching me like this… and both of us clearly affected by the bond… I have a feeling things are about to get a lot more complicated.
And a lot harder.