Chapter 6 – Area 39
War [War]
War is the final form of strife.
Competition, strife, argument, dispute, and eventually the result when they evolve to extremes.
After thousands of years of sorcerers and knights ended, holy cavalry began to dominate warfare.
Numerous countries trembled at its overwhelming power began to create holy cavalry. Regardless of the nobles and the lowly, if they had talent, they were raised as pilots.
Everyone prepared for a new great war to begin.
But this would have been totally unexpected.
A great war that will devour the whole world will surely begin with invaders from the other world.
A world where magic replaced science.
The invaders from the other world ravaged the world with ‘weapons’ they had never experienced before.
* * *
Sexual cavalry is a biological weapon.
So, of course, the sexual cavalry could be said to be a kind of living ‘life’.
No, to be precise, it should be called a large ‘shell’ created through a human woman.
A new shell created to achieve greater feats beyond the limits of the human body.
That was the sexual cavalry.
—Karen. I’ll start now.
Karen nodded her head at Asuna’s voice. Currently, Karen is reclining in the cockpit inside the genitalia cockpit.
But behind her waist, there is no male coupling partner. Instead, the inside of the cockpit is just filled with a liquid that is sticky and contains high-density magical power.
If this was an ordinary liquid, it would have choked her, but Karen had no problem breathing even though her body was submerged in the liquid.
However, the problem is that the feeling of the liquid penetrating every corner of the body is quite unpleasant…
To put this a little plausibly, it was like having old, rotting milk covered all over your body.
Besides, apart from the texture, the smell is also subtle.
Should I say it’s like the smell of chestnut flowers that you can sometimes smell while walking down the street that evening when it rained?
She thought it was a nice smell when she was young, but at some point, after becoming an ‘adult’, this smell started to feel a bit embarrassing. Why does it have to smell like this?
Anyway, adjusting the holy cavalry was annoying in many ways, but…
Still can’t help it. Adjusting the sexual cavalry was the role of a female pilot.
It was only a female pilot who was able to heal the holy cavalry that had been injured in battle and restore the magical nervous system of the holy cavalry that had been damaged.
However, Karen often thinks that she is not completely dissatisfied with the repeated adjustments.
Why do only women have to do this tedious task?
Why is it the man who holds the steering wheel of the Holy Trooper?
As most people now know, it is the male pilot’s job to control the gendarmes.
So what are female pilots for?
The answer was simple. The female pilot was more like a connector of sorts. To be precise, it should be called a ‘key’ to activate and move the holy cavalry.
Since the Holy Troopers were created from female pilots, the help of female pilots was inevitably needed to properly operate the Holy Troopers.
In that respect, all the sexual cavalrymen that male pilots move in every battle can be said to be ‘life’ created by referring to the physical data of the female pilots they coupled.
Is that why? The Holy Troopers had different forms and personalities depending on which female pilot they were born from. And the performance was also different.
─Okay! It’s over!
Asuna’s lively voice reached my ears.
At the same time, when all the liquid in her cockpit that had covered her body disappeared,
“Coke… Coke… !”
Karen coughed a few times before deftly opening her cockpit. Then, taking deep breaths as if seeking fresh air, Karen came out, wiping the sticky fluid from her body.
Asuna approached Karen, who was frowning at her as if the light was stinging her because she had kept her eyes closed.
“Fortunately, your genital cavalry is in very good condition. Maybe it’s because the holy cavalry suffered almost no injuries in the last battle, so there’s nothing to touch.”
“… Is that so?”
Karen’s expression softened at Asuna’s words.
I didn’t know if I should be happy for this or hate it.
It was good that Karen’s holy cavalry didn’t have a big wound, but if you look at this differently, it was also said that Netoru handled Karen’s holy cavalry skillfully in the last battle.
On the topic of treating yourself recklessly…
Is it because of that complex mind? Karen turned her back unconsciously and looked at her own genitalia.
A large shell made of her own body data.
It is pure white and has a sleek shape.
At first glance, it looked like a beautiful knight dressed in light armor, standing proudly with his legs crossed, it was close to a work of art.
Like most of her female pilots, Karen was quite fond of her own genitals.
“… “
Karen, who had been staring at her own genitals for a while, looked around her.
Currently, the inside of the hangar that manages the holy cavalry was empty. It was because all the troops scrambled to repel the bug that reappeared nearby.
Thanks to this, only Karen’s holy cavalry was left in the hangar now, and a cold and heavy sense of desolation reigned around.
‘… Is it okay for her to remain alone like this?’
Karen was very unfamiliar with the experience of being left alone in her unit waiting for the others to return.
Until now, Karen had Natsuo as her coupling partner, so she always had to participate in every battle. Thanks to her, she scrambled more than others, she scrambled, at least she had never rested like this before.
She thought positively at first, so she decided to think that she was being belatedly driven by an unrequited break, but now, to be honest, she doesn’t like it very much.
It has to be because of the repeated sorties of her unit members over the past few days.
Fortunately, each observed bug was a small group, but the repeated sorties every day put a great burden on the pilots. So, having at least one more person at a time like this would definitely be of great help…
If it was Natsuo, what would she have chosen here?
It was when Karen sighed, thinking of the guy who seemed indecisive but dependable when needed.
“Eh. This guy.”
Asuna patted Karen on the head.
“Don’t worry too much. Because I won’t be able to do this enough. Natsuo and you are not the ones who will be beaten down.”
“Still…”
“Why? Then, surely you, Toru, are you trying to couple her with that guy? Hey, you saw it too How bad is the coupling wavelength between you and Netoru?”
“… “
Yeah, she definitely had a look. As Asuna said, the coupling wavelength between them was the worst, to the point where they wondered how on earth such numbers could come out.
Wavelength coincidence rate 14.3499%
This was the matching rate of coupling wavelengths between Karen and Netoru. Considering that a match rate of over 70% is usually required for successful coupling, this figure is somewhat abnormal.
How on earth did he succeed in coupling with such numbers? Anyway, if you repeat the coupling with this matching rate, you will definitely put a lot of strain on your body.
It’s not that I was sick on the first day for nothing.
But is it right to wait for Natsuo like this?
As if to answer that question.
-But then, after someone dies, don’t belatedly regret it.
At that moment, the words Netoru said flashed through Karen’s mind. Karen grunted, clutching her forehead and sighing.
“Ha…”
I hate to admit it, but he’s right.
If I’m doing this for no reason and someone really dies, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life. I’m grateful for Ceres’ kindness for worrying about me, but I can’t just sit back and lean on that kindness like this.
‘… Let’s try it.’
14.3499%. A match rate close to atrocity.
But if you look at it differently, wouldn’t it be safe to say that there are many match rates that can be raised?
Anyway, if the inappropriate wavelength coincidence is a problem, you can raise it somehow. At least it’s worth a try. The only problem is how to increase the match rate with him.
At that moment, several ideas crossed Karen’s mind.
And, of course, how to increase the wavelength matching rate in the shortest time among them…
“… I am crazy.”
Also that’s too much Karen, who blushed for a moment, shook her head.
But she was like that, and she couldn’t just sit still. So, it’s good to try everything you can.
I don’t know anything else, but my relationship with him was close to zero… No, should I say negative?
If you somehow turn that minus into a plus, the wavelength coincidence rate will surely rise a bit.
* * *
It’s already been a week since the first battle that was being deployed to Area 39. The normally lively and noisy gymnasium is now quite quiet.
“… Not bad.”
Late evening hours.
Netoru, who was using the facility as he wished in the empty gym, smiled with satisfaction.
Could it be because of the repeated sorties of his troops over the past few days? Recently, the number of unit members visiting the training room has decreased. Netoru liked the situation very much.
Perhaps it was because I was usually awkward, but sometimes, whenever my exercise routines overlapped with other members of the unit, a very cumbersome situation was created. With one exercise machine, they fight each other knowingly and unknowingly.
I’m not the type to avoid a fight when someone challenges me, but my honest feeling is that I want to focus on my workouts when I’m working out.
It was an old unit, and of course, the training room was also shabby. At least they brought a few exercise equipment and made it look like the unit’s training room.
Isn’t it a waste of time to fight over old exercise equipment in a place like this?
It was the time when Netoru was working out in the gym, sweating alone with a strange sense of satisfaction.
“… Hmm?”
Netoru put down the exercise equipment he was holding and slowly turned his head.
Bubbly.
Footsteps are approaching. Is someone coming to the gym? It was at that time that I was staring at the entrance to the gym because I was curious about it.
Soon the owner of the steps appeared.
Unexpectedly, the owner of the step was Karen.
As she looked around her body chamber as if she was looking for someone, she belatedly noticed Netoru staring at her and smiled awkwardly.
“… Would you like to have dinner with the troops?”
The moment he groaned, he narrowed his brows, wondering if he had heard the nonsense.
