Chapter 40 – Irian Of The Forgotten Temple (4)
Irian, who had been panting for a while now, showed no signs of calming down. I glanced at him and saw that he was still pale, with beads of cold sweat on his face. Why does he still look so exhausted? Considering Irian’s physical abilities and his recovering divine power, he should be fine by now.
“Hey… what’s with that blood?”
“I got a little hurt.”
Irian answered in a curt tone, but he couldn’t hide the slight tremor in his voice. I focused my divine power to brighten the surroundings, and only then did I notice the pool of blood on the floor.
“What were you doing while you got into this state!”
“……”
“You should have woken me up! Why didn’t you heal yourself… Never mind. Where’s the problem?”
I remembered how he was barely holding on, even his divine power to maintain the shield was insufficient. He should have woken me up by yelling or slapping me. What a foolish thing to do.
“…Leg.”
“Leg? Where? It looks fine?”
“…Th, thigh.”
Thigh? I created a small flame of divine power in my hand and brought it between Irian’s legs.
I slightly spread Irian’s legs and sat in front of him, looking at his crotch. …This position is a bit awkward.
…Let’s focus. What am I thinking with an injured person in front of me? Thigh, thigh… There’s blood flowing, but where is it?
“Just use heal, it’s fine.”
“Do you think my divine power is unlimited? I don’t know how long we have to hold out, so I need to use it sparingly, only on the injured area. Okay, I’m going to tear your pants a bit?”
“W, wait, wait, wait! Th, that’s a bit… wait a minute!”
I grabbed his pants with the small knife I had on my waist and ripped them open. …Why is his skin so dark? Could it be necrosis of the skin tissue… It’s leggings?
“Hey, you! You were wearing leggings! Just take them off!”
“N, no way!”
“Then I’ll just tear them.”
“Ugh!”
He struggled, and I accidentally poked his thigh a little. …It’s not my fault.
“See, I told you not to move. You just got stabbed for no reason.”
“Y, you’re the one who’s clumsy!”
I roughly tore his pants, revealing black leggings.
Wow, look at that firm thigh. I felt it when I touched it to tear his pants, but seeing his firm thigh wrapped in leggings directly is no joke.
But where exactly is the problem? I gently stroked his thigh with my fingertips, trying to find where the blood was coming from, but I couldn’t figure it out. It’s hard to tell where the blood is with the dark leggings.
“Ugh, st, stop touching me.”
“Shut up. Are you sure it’s your thigh that’s hurt? Are you mistaken?”
“Do you think a knight wouldn’t know where he’s hurt!”
“Thigh… it’s not? There’s no wound, you idiot!”
“…Cr, crotch.”
“Huh?”
“…My crotch… is hurt.”
Ah.
I cut off everything below his thigh, unintentionally creating very, very short hot pants that were ahead of their time, and I couldn’t help but stare intently at the center of his pants.
“Wait! Where are you looking!”
“…Huh? Hey, we’re both guys, what’s the big deal?”
“You crazy bastard! What does being a guy have to do with it!”
…It doesn’t work.
I smacked my lips and used heal on his crotch area. Hmm. Is it healed? Shouldn’t I check?
“Tsk. Take your hand off.”
“I need to check…”
“That’s enough.”
He’s talking, so he must be fine.
Still, his complexion is pale, probably because the blood he lost hasn’t been regenerated.
This is a big problem. The pile of rocks and debris above seems to be narrowing the air hole. If we keep holding out like this, we’ll either run out of divine power and get crushed to death, or suffocate from lack of air. Either way, it’s a dead end.
“Hey. Let’s find another way. There’s no hope above.”
I tapped Irian’s foot, who was leaning against the wall, looking exhausted. He frowned and looked around.
…Are you annoyed? We’re about to die, and you’re annoyed?
“There’s a small hole here, like a dog hole.”
“Why do you have to call it a dog hole, of all things?”
“Then what should I call it?”
I looked where Irian was pointing, and there was indeed a dog hole.
“……A hole.”
“Idiot.”
“Just go in.”
“How do you know where it leads?”
“Even if we have to come back out, let’s go in first. There’s no hope here.”
I tapped Irian’s foot, who was sneering, and he awkwardly crawled into the hole. No, he’s just stuck with his face in the hole, struggling.
“What are you doing?”
“……It’s narrow? I don’t think I can fit in here.”
I’ve never seen such an idiot.
“Take off your armor!”
“……Ah.”
Ugh, I’m so frustrated.
“I told you to take off your armor.”
Is it that hard to take off his armor? He slowly took off his armor, and even after taking it off, he kept looking back at it as if he was sad to leave it behind. It’s frustrating to watch.
We’re about to die, and he’s worried about his armor. I kicked him to hurry him up, and he glared at me before crawling into the hole. What a temper. After he disappeared, I squeezed myself into the hole. Ugh, it’s narrow. But it’s still manageable to crawl through.
I hunched my shoulders and crawled into the hole. I slowly reduced the divine power that was being drained in real time, and I could feel the shield shrinking under the weight. As the shield shrank, the rocks and debris above settled, and the ground shook, probably due to the impact. The already narrow passage started to crack and twist as if it was about to collapse.
“Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! Back, back, back, back!!”
I’ve never seen Irian shout so urgently. He was spitting out words like a rapper, so I looked to see what was going on, and he was crawling back like a cockroach.
“Ugh!?”
Something soft hit my face. Something… something soft, with a nose-sized indentation in the middle… weird?
“Hiyah!!”
The soft thing that had touched my face fell off with a strange scream. …What was that?
“Y, you crazy bastard! Go back!”
“…Butt?”
“Get out of here!”
“Ugh!”
I got kicked. Ugh, what a temper.
“There’s no way back! Just go!”
“It’s going to collapse!”
“It won’t collapse! I’ll maintain the shield, so keep going!”
“What nonsense… Ah. Because the stuff on top is coming down?”
He kept muttering, so I pushed him to go faster. His butt. Wow, it’s firm.
“Where are you touching!”
“Ugh, ugh! Hey, don’t kick me! Don’t kick me! Uh, uh, the shield, it’s going to break?”
“You crazy bastard!”
He must be scared of being crushed, because he stopped kicking and quickly started crawling away. Only then did I see Irian’s back.
Oh my. What is this situation?
I want to praise myself for what I did earlier. The pants that I unintentionally turned into hot pants were clinging to his butt, and the only thing covering his slender thighs was the leggings.
…So. The thing that touched my face was that wiggling butt? The place where my nose fit was between his butt cheeks…?
……Jackpot.
I had to crawl through the narrow passage, so I could see his butt wiggling right in front of me. Hmm. It’s a bit dark. It’s a shame that I can only see the faint outline.
“Ahem. Hey, Irian. Can’t you see well? I’ll shine some light.”
I created a small ball of divine power and put it between Irian’s legs. Oh, the wiggling is more visible now! Look at that firm butt.
“Move it further forward. I can’t see well.”
“Then I can’t see either, so no.”
“Then make another one!”
“I need to save my divine power. If I run out of divine power, the shield will break, and the rocks will fall, and this dog hole will collapse?”
“……Okay.”
I was crawling through the dog hole, but strangely, I wasn’t tired at all. I guess it’s all in the mind. Looking at the wiggling butt in front of me, I felt happy… It’s really nice.
“Let’s go, let’s go.”
I tapped Irian’s butt, who was walking fine, and he freaked out and moved forward.
“Okay! Okay, so stop hitting me!”
“Hey~ we’re both guys, what’s the big deal?”
“Stop saying ‘we’re both guys’!”
“Ahem. It’s okay between guys.”
I patted his butt, and he kicked back like he was having a seizure. I quickly dodged it. I expected that pattern. I won’t fall for it again.
“Oh? You dare kick me? What about this? Will you still do it?”
“Hic! Ah! I won’t! I won’t!”
I poked between his butt cheeks with my finger, and he was loving it. Is it that good? He’s trembling.
…Ah, I’m hard. Shit.
I enjoyed watching Irian’s wiggling butt as I crawled for a while. Irian, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped, and I, who was crawling while only looking at his butt, ended up face-planting.
……Honestly, I just rammed right into it.
“Kyaa! G, get away! Why are you always on my butt…!”
“Oh, wow, that scared me. You suddenly stopped, so I couldn’t help it. Hey, Irian. I’m fine! I’m not hurt! It’s so soft, it doesn’t hurt at all.”
“……”
Is it that good? He’s trembling, he must be so happy that I’m not hurt.
“Why did you stop? What is it? Tell me.”
“……Don’t talk to my butt. I’m warning you.”
“Ahem. Should I?”
I thought he was really going to explode if I touched him anymore, so I slowly pulled my face away from his butt.
But why did he stop? My divine power is also running low, and it’s hard to maintain the shield anymore. The further away I get, the more divine power I consume exponentially.
I’ve already crawled a long way, so the distance to the shield is quite far. I’m reaching my limit. I need to get out of this dog hole before that, or I’ll get buried alive here.
It would be okay if the passage collapsed and I died instantly, but what if I’m blocked from both sides and the air is cut off? Because of my excellent physical abilities, I’ll suffer the pain of suffocation for a lo~ng time before dying. Or even if air gets through, I’ll be trapped here and starve or die of thirst. Or I’ll go crazy from stress and attack Irian, only to get kicked to death.
Shit, I suddenly feel deflated.
“This is… too narrow. I don’t think I can get through.”
“What? Is there a way out?”
“There is. Outside… it looks like the inside of the temple.”
I’m alive, thank god!
“Just squeeze through! We can’t go back now!”
“It’s really narrow! I can’t get out!”
I was annoyed, so I smacked Irian’s butt, who was shouting in a sharp voice.
*Slap!* He flinched.
“It’s too late, you idiot! Go in!”
“…Ugh, seriously.”
He sounded like he was crying, is he really angry? I shut my mouth, feeling a little guilty, and his butt started to move forward.
Oh, what? It’s possible. Irian’s body, which had been moving slowly, suddenly stopped.
“What are you doing?”
“……I’m stuck.”
“What?”
“I’m, I’m stuck!”
What nonsense. His shoulders, which were the hardest to pass, already went through, where is he stuck? I was dumbfounded, so I put my face close to his butt and looked ahead… his chest was stuck.
“No… why is your chest…”
“……”
“Didn’t you bind your chest?”
“I, I didn’t because I was wearing armor.”
Ha… I’ve never resented Irian’s magnificent chest as much as I do today.
If you’re going to cross-dress, do it properly. No wonder he didn’t want to take off his armor, he didn’t bind his chest. Seeing his swollen chest stuck and unable to move, I could only sigh.
“……Y, you! How did you know!”
Irian belatedly screamed. You idiot.
