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Chapter 33: Is It Wrong for a Rabbit and a Rabbit to Have S*x? (R-18)
A quiet revolution in fashion was currently sweeping through the cobblestone streets of Orario. It wasn't led by high-end tailors or the aesthetic whims of the Goddess of Beauty, but by the ink-stained pages of a scandalous series of books. The "lewd costumes" depicted within were so provocative that the word "suggestive" had become a laughable understatement.
The trend had started with the infamous "Wedding of Living Shame"—a bridal gown modified for maximum exposure—followed by the "Dangerous Minotaur" micro-bikini. Both had left the male population of the city in a state of perpetual fever. And tonight, within the wooden walls of the Hostess of Fertility, a third contender was about to join the fray.
The latest volume, titled The Rabbit Family, sat on the tavern's counter. The cover art was a masterpiece of domestic bliss and buried carnal desire: Ryuu Lion and Bell Cranel were depicted as a settled couple, flanked by a young boy and girl who bore an unmistakable, heartwarming resemblance to them both.
"And so... look what I found! I simply couldn't resist!"
Syr Flover appeared from the kitchen with a radiant, almost predatory beam, the book clutched to her chest as if it were a holy relic. The moment Ryuu's eyes landed on the cover, her fair skin turned a shade of crimson that rivaled a sunset. She spun on her heel to bolt, but she was already trapped. Chloe and Anya had anticipated her move, flanking her with cat-like agility.
"LET! ME! GO!" Ryuu cried out, her hand instinctively reaching for a wooden spoon as if it were a short sword.
"Nya-ha! There's no way we're letting you duck out now, Ryuu-nyan!" Chloe chirped, grabbing Ryuu's left arm.
"Just give up!" Anya added, latching onto the right. "The boy is a total little rabbit anyway, so this is basically a dream come true for you, nya! Don't be a spoilsport!"
Despite her Level 4 strength, Ryuu found herself strangely powerless against the sheer, mischief-hungry duo. They hauled the former adventurer toward a corner table where Syr was already seated, smoothing out the book's pages with a practiced hand. Ryuu was shoved into a chair, her breath hitching as she stared at the illustration of her "children."
"You don't have to be so dramatic, Ryuu," Syr said softly, her voice like honeyed poison. "Look at them. They're absolutely adorable. Don't you want to see what kind of life you could have with Bell?"
A life... with the boy? Ryuu's resistance faltered. The internal battle between her rigid sense of Justice and the blossoming feelings she harbored for the white-haired adventurer raged behind her eyes. Syr leaned in, her warm breath tickling Ryuu's pointed ear.
"The twins are named Al and Lyulu. Don't they look just like him?"
"WHAT!?"
"——Agh, fine! I'll read it! I'll read it, alright!?"
""We did it, nya!"" Chloe and Anya cheered, high-fiving over Ryuu's bowed head.
Lunoire added dryly, crossing her arms. "I honestly can't tell if this city is getting more creative or just more insane."
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Ryuu forced her eyes toward the first panel.
『I'm home. Oh, Ryuu? Where are Al and Lyulu?』
A dirt-streaked Bell—looking every bit the hard-working husband—stepped through a quaint front door. In the kitchen, a manga version of Ryuu stood wearing nothing but a frilly apron over a simple dress.
『Welcome back, Bell. I've left the children with Lady Hestia for the night.』
The illustrated Bell froze, the realization of their sudden solitude hitting him visibly.
『Which means... we have the house all to ourselves tonight♡』
The fictional Ryuu offered a seductive, half-lidded gaze, pressing a slender finger to her lips. It was a gesture so foreign to the real Ryuu that she let out a strangled cry.
"Agh, no! Not this... this is a complete fabrication!"
"I-Is it just me, or is she way too sexy, nya!?" Anya squealed, leaning over Ryuu's shoulder. "The wanton housewife air is terrifying, nya!"
"Ryuu has been well and truly claimed by the little rabbit," Chloe teased, wagging her tail.
"I wonder... when will someone write a story like this for me?" Syr mused, her eyes dark and sparkling.
"Probably because that ominous darkness you're radiating would turn it into a horror story," Lunoire muttered.
『You must be tired. I've already prepared the bath, so please, go in first.』
The story skipped forward. Bell was in the tub, the steam rising around him, when the door creaked open. Ryuu entered, clad only in a translucent bathrobe.
『I've come to wash your back, Husband♡』
She pressed her ample chest against his bare back, the soap bubbles sliding between them. The manga-Ryuu whispered into Bell's ear, her words thick with promise.
『You have to be patient for now. I've prepared something you really like... and it's waiting for you in the bedroom♡』
The drawing of Bell's reaction was unmistakable. Beneath the water, the Rod of Zeus was already at full attention.
"Waaaaah!! Indecent!! Highly indecent!!" Ryuu shrieked, her face buried in her hands. "I would never... I am a follower of Lady Astrea! I would never behave so... so lewdly!"
"And yet, if you actually married him, wouldn't you lead a completely dissolute life just like this, nya?" Chloe poked Ryuu's burning cheek.
"CHLOE!! YOU B*STARD!!!"
Ryuu lunged for Chloe's throat, but the cat-girl dodged behind Syr's chair. The commotion died down only when Ryuu's curiosity forced her back to the page.
『She told me to wait in the bedroom, but what did she prepare...?』
Bell sat on the bed, clad only in a towel. The door opened, and the Elf appeared in the new "Open-front Bunny Suit." Her shoulders, arms, and legs were covered in sleek black fabric, but the entire front—from her throat down to her groin—was wide open, leaving her pale skin and curves completely exposed.
『Fufu. It's been so long since the twins were born... I thought I'd serve you tonight as the little bunny you love so much♡』
『——Miss Ryuu! That... that's way too lewd!!』
In the next panel, Bell's towel was gone, and he was lunging at her with the ferocity of a predator.
"Just kill me now... please..." Ryuu whispered, her soul seemingly departing from her body.
"Ryuu's mind is completely broken, nya!!" Anya poked the Elf's limp arm.
『——Bunny!!♡ Bunny!!!♡♡』
The manga-Bell had reverted to a state of acting like a needy infant, burying his face in Ryuu's chest. The real Ryuu watched in a daze as her fictional self coddled the boy, her hand guiding his toward her intimate warmth.
"This is... it's a new level of scandal," Lunoire admitted, her own face flushing. "The guilt in these panels is heavy."
Syr merely hummed. If this is what it takes to get Bell that excited, perhaps I should commission an Open-front Bunny Suit of my own...
『Good boy♡ Now then, it's time to work on a third child♡』
The two figures merged on the bed, a tangle of snowy hair and ivory skin. The friction was depicted with visceral detail—the heat, the steam, the frantic gasps.
『——!!♡ Be... Bell's...!?♡ It's even more incredible than usual!!?♡』
『Ryuu... you're so hot... the friction is so intense...!!♡』
The panels convulsed with the wet sound of splurt♡ splurt♡ as the two reached their peak.
"MUST KILL. THAT WOMAN... MUST KILL."
Ryuu's voice had turned flat and robotic. She was no longer Ryuu Lion; she was the embodiment of pure, unadulterated murderous intent.
"Ryuu's so mad she's speaking like a meathead!?" Chloe shrieked.
"Right now, she's scarier than a Floor Guardian, nya!"
Ryuu was radiating a dark, lethal aura that seemed to swallow the light of the tavern. But then, the air in the room grew heavy—colder. A sudden leak of Divine Pressure, sharp and suffocating, washed over them.
"Oh, Ryuu," Syr said, her voice dropping an octave. "You shouldn't be so angry. I mean, they went to all the trouble of drawing you and Bell being so lovey-dovey. Getting mad at that is just... ungrateful."
The killing intent in the room was instantly crushed. Chloe, Anya, and Lunoire sat frozen, their instincts screaming at them to run. The sheer magnitude of their fury was made clear in a heartbeat. Syr was on a completely different level.
"Now then," Syr smiled, the pressure vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. "There's still more to the story. Shall we keep reading?"
"「「「「Y-Yes (nya)...」」」"
『Hey, Ryuu. Again!』
Despite just finishing, the Rod of Zeus was already looming like the spire of Babel. The manga-Ryuu mounted him, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy as she took him in.
『Nnh... it really is huge♡ But it's already so used to me that it just slides right in, doesn't it?♡』
『——Ah, wow...♡ Ryuu! I love you! I love you so much!! I love you!!!♡』
『!?♡ Fufu, I love you too, Bell♡ There... bounce, bounce♪』
The sounds of squelching friction and the rhythmic creaking of the bed filled the final panels. Ryuu was shown convulsing as her consciousness shattered into a rabbit's frantic ecstasy. A cross-section view followed, showing the seeds taking root in Ryuu's womb.
The final page was a return to domestic peace. A pregnant Ryuu stood in a sun-drenched garden, her hand on her swollen belly, looking at Bell with a smile of pure, uncomplicated happiness.
"————..."
"It's no use, nya. She's fainted," Anya reported, looking at the unconscious maiden.
"Just leave her. She'll wake up when the shame subsides," Lunoire added dryly, though she couldn't stop herself from stealing one last look at the "Open-front Bunny Suit" design.
Syr stood up, smoothing her skirt. "Well, I suppose it just means that Ryuu looks that good having s*x with Bell while wearing those outfits. I'll have to make sure the boy sees this one."
As the staff of the tavern returned to their chores, a new rumor began to circulate through the back alleys of Orario. A new shipment of black silk and bunny ears had just arrived at the tailor's, and tailors were already working overtime on "the open-front model."
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