Kämpfer – Vol. 6 Ch. 2 | Asian Hobbyist

Chapter 2

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—Natsuru, are you home!?

Doko doko doko doko. Despite it being night, a sound similar to drumming could be heard.

The sound of a West African forest tribe echoed throughout the house. I looked up and paused the video.

I finished watching the comedy show in my room and headed towards the entrance.

The door was shaking slightly. That was the source of the problem. What a nuisance for the neighbors! During the night! However, the person on the other side of the door didn’t care about that and didn’t just knock,

but he also made noise with his mouth.

—Natsuruu! If you don’t open up, I’ll throw it away! Stop resisting uselessly and open up!

Resist? When did I ever take refuge? Although, if they do it to me so many times, you start to crave a fight, like.

Asama Villa7.

I spoke to him so that he could hear me on the other end.

—I’m opening now, so don’t do anything stupid.

—Hey, you don’t even need to open it! I’ll show you my magnificent opening technique.

—Don’t do unnecessary things.

He said to open it and then said not to, completely contradictory. In short, he wants to keep the Control. Before he could do anything to me, I unlocked the door.

Standing in front of the entrance was my childhood friend, Kondou Mikoto.

—Hey!

Making a victory gesture.

—See, it’s me?

-Of course.

His voice could be recognized from a hundred meters away.

—That’s what I like to hear. That’s what I expect from a childhood friend.

—You’re bothering the neighbors.

—Nobody cares.

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She’s a woman who claims to be too carefree. In reality, more than half the time she’s in the

That’s right, and because of his constant visits and the commotion he makes in my house, he’s completely settl

like “Senou-san’s girl.” At this rate, if I report her to the police, they probably won’t even come.

They might think she’s living here because she’s “Kondou-san.” Mikoto entered unceremoniously.

—What did you come here to do?

—Let’s cook.

With just these lines, she really does seem like a girl. But what she’s going to do is decided beforehand.

I’m fed up.

—More curry?

-Yeah.

Mikoto beamed with pride, as if it were second nature.

His obsession with curry is abnormal. From morning till night, it’s curry and more curry. He goes to restaurants, She enters other people’s houses in search of curry and forces it on others. She seems to be being extorted by From the curry, or perhaps he takes bribes?

According to her, curry is “a cultural tradition that Japan is proud of.” I don’t disagree, but I think it’s

It’s outrageous to force people from other countries to eat curry. Apparently, it has even won over a tribe in The Middle East with curry. At this point, it becomes a strategic weapon.

And she, whatever she’s thinking, comes to my house and cooks curry. Although it’s wonderful that a friend of th Childhood cooking, when it happens so often, becomes torture. My skin is already turning…

Yellow!

Mikoto was carrying a plastic bag from the supermarket.

—What kind of curry today?

—Chicken curry.

—That’s not right.

—The most common is the best.

That may be true, but I’ve eaten it hundreds of times.

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Mikoto said, “I’m going to take over the kitchen, okay?” Even though she was told she couldn’t, she had no inten So I preferred to leave her alone. First, she opened the refrigerator.

—Woah, there’s still a lot to do here!

—After doing so much, it’s obvious that something would be left over, right?

—You should eat more things, it’s a waste!

—I even pack curry in my lunch, but I still haven’t fully digested it. There’s so much frozen curry in the

freezer that I could sell.

Mikoto examined the freezer and exclaimed, “Ooh!” Why was she so surprised? All she saw was… that she herself had made.

—Oh, so should we eat ramen today?

—No, that’s not right.

—So, what do you fancy? Curry ramen?

—Does such a thing exist?

Does this person not know about culinary variations? Curry and ramen, like a little kid’s favorite food.

Mikoto also likes ramen, but the reason is “because it’s convenient.” When I told her it wasn’t

Conveniently, he took the noodles out of a ramen package and bit into them noisily. He said that this way he co easily, even in the middle of nature, but admitted that he was only lacking water.

—Anyway, today it’s curry.

In the end, that’s how it was.

She hummed as she washed the cutting board and took out the chicken to cut it into small pieces.

The movement was quite fast.

—Hey, even though you only make curry, you’re very efficient, you know?

—Are you praising me?

—At least that was my intention.

—Thank you. In the jungle, I only had a small knife, so I had to do everything myself.

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She didn’t look like a high school student at all.

Mikoto has been taking breaks from her studies repeatedly and traveling all over the world. Therefore

Generally, one would idealize America or Europe, but this person is more interested in Central and Middle Ame The East or Africa. She sets off in search of “sites of ancient civilizations.” Influenced by her parents, she has

completely transformed into an archaeological excavation maniac.

The person in question doesn’t mention it clearly, but apparently, they are not only involved in excavations, but

who also steals treasures. Apparently, he likes to skirt the edges of illegality and seems to have

involved in a shootout with armed poppy farmers in Guatemala.

—What are the guys doing?

—Hmm? Are they still abroad, maybe in Georgia?

Where the hell is that?

—It’s surprising that you came back alone.

—I didn’t really care, but, you know, it’s better to at least finish high school, right?

She’s a strangely sensible girl. Surely, if she were like her, she could survive without even having

finished high school, perhaps even without formal education.

—Natsuru will surely graduate from high school, right?

-Obviously.

—Then I’ll graduate too.

For some reason, she bursts out laughing.

—Don’t you have fun abroad?

—I’m having fun! You should go, Natsuru.

—I don’t even have much confidence in Japanese people.

—Even I can barely speak. It just takes courage.

—You’re making fun of this coward.

—What are you talking about? Try it while you still can.

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Although she’s only a year younger than me, she looks like an older sister.

What impresses me most is that there’s probably no one else enjoying life as much as he is.

This girl. Unlike university students who go to India to “reflect on themselves,” she

She is directly involved in fieldwork. Having traveled to different countries since she was little, with Having varied experiences and significant learning is not common. I would surely be able to write one A rather interesting autobiography.

An average high school student probably worries about their future and themselves, but I don’t have That kind of conflict at all. What I enjoy most now is this. That’s why, perhaps, I would have accepted.

I could easily become a Kämpfer too.

—However, isn’t there any way to escape this curry hell?

Shit. It slipped out. Of course, Mikoto wouldn’t have missed it.

—What? Are you challenging me?

—No. I mean, I always think Kondou-san’s curry is great.

—So you hate me, huh?

Mikoto is frantically moving the knife. She seems to be chopping onions. She should stop saying

Nonsense. I don’t have the confidence to dodge if he throws something at me in the blink of an eye.

She started stir-frying in a large pot. Although the pot ended up covered in curry on one side, just like my mothe She likes to cook; we have lots of pots and pans. I blame you for that, Mom.

He sautéed the meat, added the vegetables, then the water and vegetable juice, and let it cook for a while.

—Why vegetable juice?

—It’s delicious with a slightly different flavor.

Wow! I didn’t know that.

—I’ve been cooking this way several times…

Mikoto stared at me.

—You really don’t remember?

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—It’s not that I don’t remember, it’s just that I’m not watching every step you take.

—It’s no good. A man who knows how to cook will be more popular.

Understood.

She added the curry roux. It wasn’t something store-bought, but something she had mixed with spices and pow

curry, homemade, it seems.

—Now we just have to cook a little longer.

She applauded with satisfaction.

—So, what do you say to this skillful dexterity?

—If you make curry all the time, it’s natural that you’ll improve too.

—Ugh, what a drag! Right now you should be praising people first.

Why flatter my childhood friend now? Will it increase my chances of winning the lottery?

Although Mikoto was indignant, she muttered, “I shouldn’t expect flattery from you.” Until the stew is ready, time seems to pass slowly. We both sit down in the kitchen chairs.

Meanwhile, we drank juice. The fridge was full of curry, but I had a little personal space. where the Coca-Cola was stored.

We served drinks for the two of us.

—Here you go.

-Thank you.

We drank voraciously. We were far from behaving elegantly while we ate and drank.

—Ah! A drink after a day’s work is delicious.

-Job?

—It’s my job to keep Natsuru alive.

It’s not like it’s saving lives with curry. However, it certainly helps with food expenses.

—Hey, why are you coming all the way to my house to cook?

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—Well… because we’re childhood friends.

Is that the reason?

—As I told you before, it’s an obligation of childhood friends, something we must do.

—Obligation? What does that mean?

—An obligation is an obligation…

Unusually, his tone was somewhat indecipherable. Perhaps he meant that he was actually a nuisance. not an obligation.

—Akane-chan and the president aren’t childhood friends, but they still both cook.

—Those two… aren’t they plotting something evil?

What’s going on here? If so, then it seems like only girls with ulterior motives hang out around me. intentions.

Mikoto looked around.

—Perhaps the president will come again, won’t she?

—He won’t come, he won’t come.

I immediately denied it. It would be problematic. Although she prepares a variety of meals compared to Mikoto,

strange requests he might make.

—Perhaps… Akane-chan could come?

—I don’t think he’ll come.

Unlike Mikoto, Akane-chan gives advance notice. So, she won’t be coming.

—Hee…

Even though she said it, she seemed relieved somehow, why on earth?

—Then, tonight would be my curry time…

At that moment, the doorbell rang.

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I couldn’t help but glance at Mikoto. It was rare for the doorbell to ring in this house. Only a crazy person like he I would. Even on a visit as ordinary as this one.

I opened the door.

There was Akane-chan.

-Good night…

He bowed his head shyly.

—I’m sorry, I came…

—Ah…

—Natsuru-san, I thought you might not have had dinner yet, so I came to prepare…

His eyes were fixed on Mikoto behind me.

Her mouth opened in an O shape and then her eyes filled with tears.

—I-… I’m sorry. I’m bothering you, aren’t I?

Suddenly, she turned to leave, so I hurriedly stopped her.

—No, no, come in, come in.

I forced her inside, halfway.

—I was fed up with Mikoto’s cooking. She made curry again.

-Hey…

Akane-chan apologized in an instant.

—I’m a curry too…

What the hell?

Well, if I’ve stopped her, it would be a mistake to expel her again. I drove her to the house. Mikoto looked at her

He paused for a moment and said, “Oh, has a rival appeared?” When Akane arrived in the kitchen, she stared at what was in the pot.

—…Is it chicken?

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“Yes,” Mikoto replied.

—Can I add chocolate?

—Yes, of course. Feel free to do so.

Hey, we’re not doing a science experiment. But later I learned that adding chocolate as a touch The special wasn’t that unusual. Interesting.

Return to a simmer. Kotokoto.

Mikoto sighed and sat down in a chair.

—After all, if even Akane-chan comes, then the president will come too, right?

—No, no, that won’t happen.

-Oh really?

—Yes. Seriously. So please excuse me as well.

It’s like keeping an unlocked grenade in your pocket.

—Hey, why are you so worried about the president?

—It’s so strong…

—Me too… I’m worried…

Even Akane. Mikoto nodded and said:

—They say it’s terrible if you become their rival. Dangerous.

—In a culinary competition too?

—It’s something like that. She’s a good cook, intelligent, and beautiful.

Both sighed with resignation.

—Why, Natsuru…?

—Because she’s a conspirator, isn’t she? Despite being a Kämpfer of a different color, she recruited him as an He does not hesitate to use any means to make allies.

—That’s not how it is.

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-Hey?

—No, it’s not like that…

Akane replied. I don’t quite understand what you’re saying.

The curry pot began to make noises gradually. Mikoto glanced at it briefly. Should she stir it a little?

bit?

—Hey, Natsuru. I’m sure the president hasn’t asked you out, has she?

—What are you talking about? That wouldn’t happen even if the Earth turned upside down.

I don’t get along with Shizuku. I’m on high alert, really.

—Even I used to think it was more surreal than a sewing machine and a bat umbrella.

They’ll find themselves on an operating table. But you know what? You never know what the future holds. —I understand that. I won’t be going on dates with the president.

-Oh really?

-Yeah.

Shizuku stole a kiss from me like a rapist, but she can’t steal my heart. For Sakura-san’s sake and for my purity I must protect her as much as possible.

—Perhaps I’ll feel relieved by that?

—Why do you feel relieved?

—Because we’re childhood friends.

I still don’t understand the criteria.

Mikoto briefly got up from her seat and turned down the fire on the stove. Then she sat back down.

—We’re so different, the president and I?

—Completely different.

—Even though we are women, don’t you think it’s unfair?

—Sometimes I think the same thing…

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Akane murmured softly.

—Why is that person so beautiful, with such a well-formed body and large breasts?…

—Isn’t it due to genetics?

—The gods are so cruel…

Although I don’t think Akane is that thin, she might be too skinny. Also, the line between her waist

and hip is not very clear.

Mikoto shook the chair restlessly.

—Wouldn’t you like to exchange my breasts for yours?

—Your breasts are quite impressive too.

—The problem is that the shape isn’t very good… How annoying, did you see them!?

Wait a minute. Is this a time to get angry? Honestly, I’m not that interested in your breasts or… to be shirtless.

In fact, since I became a Kämpfer, my interest in sexuality has been slightly distorted.

Frankly, my response to female nudity has become more callous. When I think, “If I wanted to, “Could he see me naked?” My mood turns numb. Trying to see myself naked also makes me feel… ashamed.

Mikoto was doing something with her chest. Oi, oi.

—Hey, Natsuru.

-That?

—What do you think about my breasts?

-I have no idea.

—And Akane?

—W-Well…

—Hmm. I suppose it’s hard to tell from outside the clothes, right?

—Don’t touch yourself.

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I warned him. Don’t rub or grab it. It’s not like making udon noodles, it’s not like it suddenly grows into one

or two minutes.

—Come on, you have a woman’s body too! Why are you so ashamed?

—I am a man.

Damn, can the curry finish any faster?

Not wanting to end the conversation, I turned on the television. There’s a television in my kitchen. Although It’s not very polite to look at it while eating, isn’t it better to have it on after all?

I was watching some variety show I didn’t recognize. The girls in bikinis were making a fuss with water balloons Hot springs and stuff. Ugh, there are breasts here too.

Mikoto peeked out for a moment.

—You really like women’s bodies, don’t you?

—Shut up already.

Akane was also glancing sideways. She couldn’t find the right moment to change the channel. Should I keep go Watching this program that doesn’t seem all that interesting?

Mikoto ignored her curry.

—Hey, do men get turned on by poses like “ahh” or “uhh”?

—Why are you asking that directly?

—I wonder if they’d be excited if I did something like that too.

-Whom?

—To Natsuru.

He was about to answer angrily, but surprisingly, his expression was quite serious.

—That’s not your style.

—I told you. You have no idea how attractive I am; I make even dogs and children nervous around me.

I don’t understand. And no kids or dogs. It’s not like you’re proud of that.

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I felt ridiculous and took a sip of my cola, when Mikoto suddenly stood up.

—…?

Suddenly, he lay down on the wooden floor and lay on his side with his legs crossed.

-What are you doing?

—I sneezed.

-Hey!

Mikoto became furious.

—How can you suddenly sneeze!?

—I didn’t do it on purpose. I felt an itch in my nose.

It was inevitable. Although it’s true that I thought he was up to something.

“I’m going to do it again. So look at me closely,” she said as she lay down again. This time, with a look Sleepily, she extended her right arm forward and moved her fingers nimbly.

-… How are you?

—Oh, I’m excited, very excited.

—Focus on it!

What on earth does “focusing on it” mean? A childhood friend, as blunt as she can be, rolling through the Its writhing and twisting motion doesn’t affect me at all. A long time ago, there was a plant that danced to the rh

music, but it was more or less that.

—How terrible! Are you so disgusted by my breasts?

Why do we always talk about breasts?

—No, it’s not that they aren’t sexy.

—Don’t talk nonsense.

—That’s true. But, well, even if she’s a childhood friend…

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When we were in kindergarten, we used to throw mud balls at each other and bathe together to Clean up the mess. Actually, I saw nudity all the time back then. What am I supposed to feel? Now? Rather, what I remembered most was the great battle that broke out when our ball game of The mud turned into chaos, which forced the school to close the next day.

Akane pulled at the sleeve of my clothes.

—Natsuru-san, you should answer a little more seriously…

—Why? I think I was honest.

—What does Akane-chan think?

Mikoto. Akane seemed a little puzzled. —What—What does that mean…especially… —Can you try?

Mikoto dragged Akane along. She didn’t even give her time to respond. She really is a persistent person.

Akane lay down on the ground. Mikoto guided her from behind.

—Stretch out your lower arm further and cross your legs a little. The skirt should be almost there. Keep your mo She opens her eyes slightly and looks at Natsuru.

—Is this… okay?

—Yes, yes. It looks good. What do you think, Natsuru?

Apparently, the cheerful Mikoto and the reclining Akane were looking up. Hmm. Compared to the magazine

weekly, a little weak… no, I’m trying harder.

Akane seemed to notice from my expression. I was feeling melancholic.

—After all… with a girl like me…

—Hey, Natsuru, don’t make Akane-chan cry.

It was something you did on your own, right?

The fun disappeared from Mikoto’s face and changed to something that didn’t convince her.

Am I that useless?

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—It depends on the person.

—Akane-chan too.

—That’s why it depends on the person.

—I don’t think that’s a compliment.

Mikoto murmured. She certainly wasn’t praising. Or was it the moment to do so? I wish a An expert on the heart of a woman will explain it to us.

Mikoto put her finger in the opening of the shirt and pulled it hard. She leaned forward. —How about this?

It doesn’t matter what he says.

—Can’t you see the cleavage?

—Something red. It’s mosquito season.

Mikoto screamed, “Guaah!” and began to move uncontrollably.

—What are you thinking!?

“There are larvae in the pond in the backyard. Mosquitoes often come out of there.” —I’m fed up!

Calm down. The curry is burning.

But Mikoto no longer seemed concerned about the curry. She was as furious as the flame on the stove.

—How dare you say something like that to a sexy and cool girl like me!?

—Who in the world is sexy and cool? It’s just you.

—A woman catching snakes with her bare hands in the jungle is amazing!

Although I think it’s great, it’s definitely not erotic.

—What excites you?

“If Sakura-san leans like that, I get excited in the blink of an eye. I don’t have the confidence to control myself.”

rationality. Although I limit myself to being a man.

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—And what about me!?

I don’t know what you’re talking about anymore.

But why is she so angry? With all that excitement and nudity, are you a high school girl?

It seems to be leaning towards me, but I don’t really understand anything. Also, it seems Akane is there too. accumulating dissatisfaction.

Mikoto was scratching her head.

—Ah, I hate this unattractive body!

—Don’t put yourself down so much. I’m sure there are men you like too.

—I hate Natsuru even more, he’s slow and stupid!

I apologize. She looks at me with eyes that seem like those of an enemy.

—Hey, is it true that when you transform, you become a woman’s body?

—Well, yes.

—Just look at it for a bit.

Mikoto focused her strength into her right arm. A thin red bracelet gleamed.

Suddenly, the light spread and enveloped her entire body. When it ended, a blonde-haired girl was standing the

over there.

It was Mikoto’s Kämpfer form. Although I watched the red transformation closely, it certainly doesn’t compare. with the blue.

The hair was blond, not like a Japanese person had dyed it, but a pure blond. The color of the eyes was also bl It was a light gray. I kind of like it.

The clothes were the same as always. I don’t understand how it works, but apart from the school uniform and so

parts of underwear, it doesn’t change.

—How about this?

—How’s it going? You just transformed, didn’t you?

If so, I can do that too. Plus, I can even change my gender.

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—Doesn’t it look a little different?

How are you? There have certainly been changes in her face. But her height and voice remain the same. Every That’s just how Kämpfers are.

—How clumsy! I mean the breasts.

As I say this, I notice Mikoto’s cleavage.

Suddenly, she covers him with both hands.

—Hey! Don’t look at me like that, you lecher!

—I don’t. It was something you said.

She’s a complicated girl. So, with a non-lustful gaze (though I’m not sure what that means), I observe her.

carefully.

-I don’t understand…

She sighs and says, “It’s wrong. This one is bigger and has a better shape. Do you understand?” —But I still don’t know.

—Wow. You’re really useless. In times like these, it’s okay to lie and praise me, you know?

-Lie?

—This is not a lie!

Even if he tells me, I can’t tell. Unlike someone like Higashida, who can even guess.

The size of a girl above her clothes, that’s a special skill of only a few people.

Furthermore, if you get caught, it will only cause a sexual harassment scandal, so it’s not worth trying.

someone like me, an ordinary person.

—But what do size and shape matter?

—It’s different. Women make an effort.

Does becoming a Kämpfer require effort?

—Before the transformation. I do exercises in the bathroom to make my breasts grow!

—With that attitude, it doesn’t seem to work.

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—I wish you were dead.

What’s happening with the curry? It should be ready to serve soon. However, for Mikoto, it seems that This has become more important. Once again, he begins to touch his own chest.

—Um… this one is bigger after all. Should I live like this from now on?

—If you go to school like that, everyone will be surprised.

—But you dress like that too.

It was something that arose out of necessity, or rather, it is the work of the president.

—Sounds fun, doesn’t it? Surrounded by girls from the girls’ section, screaming at the school entrance and

all.

—It’s not that bad. It’s more like overwhelming.

They always come up to me to touch my butt or put their hand under my skirt. It terrified me to see a girl

trying to cut a lock of my hair.

Mikoto seems suspicious for some reason.

—So… Natsuru is satisfied with just Kämpfer’s appearance and has lost interest in other girls?

—Why do you assume that? Sakura-san is always chasing after her!

—That woman has a great figure. Oh, right, the president is also slim like a model. Maybe Is that his type?

Yes, maybe he’s her type, but there are some misunderstandings.

—Hey, Akane-chan, do you think so too?

—Um… Natsuru-san, do you like the president?

—I already told you, I like Sakura-san, but I don’t like the president at all.

-Really…?

Akane begins to murmur.

—Recently, Natsuru-san seems to be getting along well with the president…

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It’s not good. I hate her, but she keeps getting closer.

Both Akane and Mikoto looked doubtful. Don’t you believe me? “Finding Sakura-san as president is too common and boring, Natsuru.” —Soon, only one of those descriptions will not hold true.

—Why? There are a lot of kids who adore the president. She’s amazing, like a carnivorous plant,

that person.

Although the analogy is strange, I agree.

—The president is just pretty, it’s not like I actually like her.

—The girls in our class said they got dizzy just looking at her. It seems she has fans too. in other schools.

—Nobody knows her true personality. She’s a wicked woman disguised as a beauty. I’ve never

I’ve seen such a dark character. If you’re not careful, it’ll devour you. Don’t they have even a little bit of caution?

—Well, but…

Akane-chan scratched her head.

—The important thing is that the president…

—What’s wrong? Has she been hospitalized for food poisoning or something? How lucky.

—No, it’s about you…

Muttering to myself, what are you saying about me? Are you just using me and then discarding me? Will you sacrifice me and offer me on an altar? Either of those options seems likely. I have to have

careful.

Mikoto seemed to want to say something, but stopped herself.

—Because you haven’t realized it, you’re still safe.

—What are you implying? I won’t get involved with you.

—I’m relieved about that too…

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Even Akane-chan said something like that. How do they all see me and Shizuku? It would be better if I just…

They will hate me for joining them.

—To defeat President Sakura-san, you need to have courage in your heart, right?

Not this again. This girl seems to have more insecurities than you’d think. Oh well, two heads are enough. better than one.

Mikoto continued to touch her chest with sorrow.

—Akane-chan…

—Y-Yes?

—Could you transform yourself for a moment?

Akane seemed nervous when she saw him from the beginning.

—Why-… Why…?

—I just want to compare. To see how you look before and after the transformation.

—That… when I transform…

Akane steps back.

—It’s… It’s just that I get violent. I don’t know what I might do to Kondou-san…

—Okay. I don’t mind.

But you should be worried! That wild dog woman, so eager to pull the trigger, who knows what she might do.

TRUE.

—I-I… I really can’t control myself. I’m sure I’ll say strange things. It’s awful…

—It doesn’t matter. Oh, before that…

Mikoto hugs Akane from behind and moves her hands forward.

—I just need to verify something.

—Kyah…

Mikoto vigorously massages her chest. Akane blushes intensely and lets her.

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—I see, you have quite a lot here.

—C-… Can I…?

—Alright. Then transform! Kämpfer, become!

Akane is forcibly transformed. Light shines brightly, surrounding her.

In an instant, the angry wild dog woman appears.

—… Damn, what a complicated mess.

Akane had a wild, beastly look.

—What do you know about my breasts? Being sagging is fine. I could even get into the Guinness Book of Reco Ugh, she doesn’t seem to be in a good mood. The female wild dog version is always looking for someone to kill But Mikoto remains unperturbed.

—That’s fine. Breasts are a woman’s treasure.

—I’d never heard of it.

—Let me touch you a little -Hey?

Akane uttered a voice that seemed to be astonished.

—Don’t talk nonsense. Are you thinking of comparing me to some crazy loli from erotic games?

I’ll drill a hole in his head.

—It will only be a brief contact.

—I’m not a huggable moe anime pillow, okay?

—Just a little.

Mikoto reached out. Akane didn’t twist to avoid it. Instead, with the speed of light, she did A gun appeared and he pointed it directly at Mikoto.

—It looks like you want to breathe through a hole in your forehead.

—Give in. Not with the gun, but with your chest.

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—Don’t talk nonsense.

—You can also touch my chest.

—Die!

“Oh, Akane fired!” However, in the next instant, Mikoto raised the gun barrel with the handle of A katana. Oh, right, she wields a sword.

A hole opened up in the ceiling. Oh no, I have to patch it before my parents get back! Mikoto reflected

intentionally focusing the light from the fluorescent lamp on its blade to contain Akane, surrounding her with the

back.

—I’ve got you.

And with one hand he massaged her chest. Mygyuh.

—Woah!

A strange scene unfolded in which the furious Akane was surprised.

—Mmm, you certainly change when you switch to Kämpfer mode. This form is more satisfying.

—You, let me go!

—Wait a moment longer… Ah, you have more than I do. I’m starting to feel a little annoyed.

—I’m the one who’s getting upset!

—Even here…

—I’ll kill you!

Kämpfer has strength. That’s why she has the power to escape the shattered Akane, but so does Mikoto.

He’s in the same position. Plus, he has an advantage from behind.

Despite everything she did with one hand, Akane escaped with a flushed face.

-Damned!

—Don’t shoot me, you idiot!

The cannon was pointed towards me, and I was trying to stop them.

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—Don’t interfere! I’ll blow your brains out first!

—It’s dangerous!

I’m still a man. If they shoot me, I can’t even dodge it.

Mikoto’s katana shone once more.

—Okay, okay, Akane-chan, don’t get so angry —Did you call me with “chan”?!

—Akane-chan is Akane-chan, right?

I see, Mikoto doesn’t know that Akane dislikes being called “chan” more than anything. Look, Akane’s eyes are

half-closed.

—It’s just a game, so please forgive me.

—I’m not a lesbian.

—I’m not either. But it bothers you, huh?

She said calmly. Although Akane growled in her throat, she lowered the gun. Although she wasn’t convinced, He probably recognized Mikoto’s ability and considered it a problem.

I breathed a sigh of relief. It was dangerous. I thought the house was going to collapse.

—Hey, Natsuru.

Mikoto spoke.

—What’s up? Are we going to eat curry soon?

—We’ll do it later. You should transform yourself too.

-Because?

—Because I want to.

Excuse me, why me too?

Akane was smiling.

—That’s fine. I felt it was unfair to be the only one.

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—Come on, Natsuru.

—Don’t mess around.

—I’m serious.

Just as she was about to refuse, the oath bracelet glowed. Although she had no intention of doing so, I yielded to the combined strength of Mikoto and Akane.

In the blink of an eye, I was enveloped in light and transformed into a woman. My casual clothes remained.

Likewise, my shirt seemed tight in the chest.

Mikoto was staring at that chest.

—How great.

—Don’t stare so much.

—You’ve already seen mine, why don’t you show yours?

Your gaze seemed somewhat erotic.

Suddenly, she reached out. Hey!

Mikoto’s right hand was on my chest, and her left was on hers. Hey, what do you think you’re doing? doing!?

He started rubbing intensely. It seems he’s comparing the sensation between his and mine. What kind of Is this a ritual? Stop, it’s disgusting.

The sensation of being groped was transmitted directly. This sensation of being grabbed in the area of ■■the The heart, whether with that “squeeze and release” or “rubbing and moving,” is difficult to express. It’s as if the

stomach contracted.

—Y-You… you’re being too bold.

—Ah, it’s bigger than I thought. Doesn’t it have a decent shape?

-I don’t know…

—Akane-chan, it’s your turn too.

—Oh, let me see.

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You were saying you weren’t a lesbian. And, unlike Mikoto, you don’t hold back at all.

—Hey, that hurts…!

—Haaa, it has an interesting texture.

-Exact.

Mikoto was satisfied.

—It’s big and stretchy. What about the tip?

—Stop!

When I tried to take off my shirt without hesitation, I quickly backed away. What was I planning to do?

—Natsuru, this time try to touch mine.

Mikoto made another ridiculous statement.

—Don’t talk nonsense!

—Why are you so embarrassed? We’re women, aren’t we?

—I am a man!

Before, I was saying things like, “Don’t look at me with jealous eyes,” but now it’s okay to touch. Changing the s

opinion so easily. What the hell does he think I am?

—Touch them. I’ll show you how lucky you are.

-No!

—After me, you can touch Akane-chan.

That’s too much. It’s not something to make a woman angry like a rabid dog. I’m sure she’ll chase me down.

hell.

Mikoto pulls on one side, and I pull on the other. It’s like a strength competition using our own arms.

Unlike before, now I am a Kämpfer, so I have strength.

—You don’t know when to stop. Akane-chan, help me.

-Good.

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—Hey!

Akane circles around from the other side. I start to get nervous and try to escape this situation. But facing

I have a gas stove with boiling curry.

—Natsuruuu.

Mikoto says, “You should be happy to be able to touch me for free,” but it depends on the time and place. So Don’t pull on it.

—If you keep resisting so much, it will be dangerous. Because there’s curry.

It’s your fault.

Oof! I tried hard to escape. With two Kämpfer girls, they’re strong. Without realizing it, I lost my balance and ste

the trap.

—Woah!

—Kyaahh!

—Oh, silly…

I ended up hooked to the pot. The enormous casserole of curry tipped over with a crash.

—Uaahh!

I screamed at the top of my lungs.

After that incident, tragedy was averted by sheer luck. The curry fell right onto the clothes.

I applied it, and instantly the water washed it off my body, preventing serious burns. Being a fighter helps. Resist the heat. Maybe the reason I never win the lottery is for moments like this, saving my

luck.

As a result, the kitchen was left in a deplorable state due to the curry and water. Perhaps it’s best to discard it. the chairs.

—Hey, Natsuru.

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As I applied the ointment, Mikoto commented, clearly regretful. Although Akane remained

Silence fell; her face reflected the weariness after laughing uproariously at the sight of me covered in curry. Also

He was the one who threw the water at me.

-What’s happening?

—Dinner’s over, right?

—No problem. We can eat some of the remaining curry.

The chicken curry was absorbed by the floor and the cloth. It’s impossible to recover.

—As an apology, I’ll cook it. I’ll go shopping.

—We don’t need ramen.

Mikoto was surprised.

—Did you read my mind?

—It was clear.

As a small act of revenge, I smeared ointment on his cheek.

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