YM778.TV Chapter 180 Part 2
Chapter 180 Part 2
Translator: “Ash*ta” Editor: “Weasalopes”
Moving away completely from the wall, the Elven woman lowers her hip.
While gazing at this, the Grim Reaper thinks of the newcomer who suddenly appeared, Explosive Queen-sama, in his mind.
『Are you the type of trash that is not even capable of making one of the long ears yield to you?』
She, his queen, who wore an outfit from bondage fashion. While hitting the bed, she bestows upon him an expression that suggests she was looking down on him.
He felt a chill along with happiness when he saw that illusion.
(It will be a piece of cake to just ruin her through kicking. However, the Queen of 『Sin and Punishment』 does not wish for this)
The battlefield of the Queen, who rules the happiness of both males and females alike, is always at the brothel.
(The battle should be carried out on the bed)
It is the desire of my lovely queen for me to have the long ears prostrate herself before me on the bed while experiencing euphoria.
The Grim Reaper lets out a small nod, he faces the Elven woman as he speaks.
「Then will have a match with me? If you lose, leave this town immediately and never set foot into Landbarn ever again」
He uses his thin and sharp chin to point at the store, 『Shrimpfield』, behind him.
(What is this, what is this?)
The sudden change in the attitude of the Grim Reaper surprises the Elven woman. However, that suggestion was the best one she could ever hope for.
「That’s fine. In exchange, if I win, I will have you listen to one of my requests」
「Very well」
The Grim Reaper uses his finger to signal for her to follow along. He then headed for the back entrance.
While wiping off the sweat on her forehead with her arm, she follows behind him.
(I do not know what is going on but isn’t this matter moving in a good direction? I am glad saying anything and everything there worked well)
While she had some hope, she had more than given up, twenty percent the former and eighty percent the latter*. It can be said that this is attributed to sheer luck.
[*Note: The raws are sort of different, it translates to - she had given up more than halfway (as in given up more than 50%). As we don’t say this in English, I tried my best to translate it in another way.]
And so, the two of them climbed up the stairs to the second floor of the store owned by the Grim Reaper, Shrimp Field.
The sound of whips and the voices of aroused men and women. And the screams of pitiful men that resounded from time to time.
Paying no mind at all to all of that, the Grim Reaper enters one of the rooms.
Right after the Elven woman follows behind, he locks the door.
「My oh my, will you not serve even one drink to me?」
The Grim Reaper flawlessly ignores those words.
The Elven woman gives up and takes off her clothes, that were stained with her sweat due to the summer heat.
(Hmph, Elf huh. It has been a long while)
The eyes of the Grim Reaper that looks at her coldly.
He will admit that the appearance of the Elves is beautiful but he has not liked any one of them even up until now.
(The reaction is unnatural)
Rubbing skins together as a form of reception, he has done that many times.
However, the Grim Reaper, unlike the others, did not fall for it.
He had felt that there is hypocrisy in that coquettish voice.
(Well, that is fine. I will confirm it from here on out)
The Elven race does not participate in matches. That is why the places you will meet them are only limited to brothels.
This is a given but they do not do anything illogical, do not overexert themselves, and do not do anything wasteful. That is why he was unable to confirm whether the expression of ecstasy they show on their faces is real or fake.
「The preparations are complete on my end」
The long and slender body of a beauty that only has undergarments on. That coupled with long hair, that is chestnut in color that is combed up with both hands.
It will most likely be irresistible if one likes Elves.
On the other hand, the Grim Reaper too takes off his clothes which landed on the floor with a thud.
Although his body is of the hunchback and thin type, his body is trained to be flexible just like a whip.
「You have one that is quite good」
The Elven woman whistles.
In her vision is the Death Scythe. Just like the teeth of a mammoth, it is huge and while curving upwards, stands tall and mighty.
(Well, it is not as big as that of an Elf’s but I can have some expectations from the way that it curves)
Using the back of her hand to wipe her lips, she jumps back and lands on the bed.
Though he was a little late, the Grim Reaper steps on the bed as well.
The two of them proceeds forward at the same time and join up at the center of the bed.
「Hee, what is that? Do you mean to be fashionable?」
In order to secure an advantageous posture, the two with long slender bodies, a man and a woman, used their hands to shake each other off.
The Elven woman looks at the Death Scythe and laughed out loud.
This is because she saw that a black ribbon is wrapped around what could be said as roughly the middle of the Death Scythe, just like the one used as a sign of mourning.
Although the Elven woman does not know, this is a rule that the Grim Reaper imposed on himself. Other than in the matches he takes part in, he will not go any further than the point that is marked by the black ribbon.
(As I expected)
The Grim Reaper nods in his mind. There are no signs that show that the woman in front of his eyes is afraid.
(That woman is not afraid of the Death Scythe)
Even during the time when the Grim Reaper had an Elf as his partner, the Elf never did find out about this very rule.
At that time, the Grim Reaper did catch a glimpse of the Elf, that looked at him with a disappointed expression on her face
「It is a match this time around. That is why this black ribbon will not be needed」
The Grim Reaper who put some distance between himself and the Elven woman undid the black ribbon in one smooth motion.
While looking at the small cloth - the black ribbon, that fell at the feet of the Grim Reaper, the Elven woman started to laugh foolishly.
「And it was so cute, what a shame I say」
The Grim Reaper steps up without a word and takes the position behind her back in just a single moment.
It seems like the Elven woman does not have any knowledge in martial arts as she had shown many openings. It was not difficult at all for the Grim Reaper to get around her.
The Death Scythe stabs right from the bottom, this lifts the Elven woman into the air just like that of a Rhinoceros Beetle.
(Mu?)
Just then, the expression on the face of the Grim Reaper changes slightly.
(There is no ceiling whatsoever)
Passing the point marked by the black ribbon, the Death Scythe was inserted all the way up till its base.
However, the Grim Reaper could not sense the feeling of the Death Scythe bumping into something. It was far deeper than what he had imagined.
「Ahahahaha, that feels good, give me more of that, more of that」
While letting out a laugh, the Elven woman moved her legs erratically.
The balance of the two was lost due to the recoil and the two fall sideways.
(Tsk)
The Grim Reaper immediately takes the top position, not allowing his opponent to get into the mounting position.
The Grim Reaper immediately started to exercise his hips, moving in a piston-like manner.
(So it does not work huh)
The Death Scythe rubs against the back of the Elven woman’s navel and moves backward and then forward. But the Elven woman still has some composure.
She lets out a distorted smile on her face and opens her mouth to speak.
「Well then, it is my turn this time. I guess I will show you my techniques」
(Wha)
Immediately after those words left her mouth, the Grim Reaper was forced to stop his movements.
「Now how is it? This is the secret technique of the Elves, the mighty five-level squeeze」
The entrance and the depths, the technique is called two-level squeeze if these two are squeezed. Even among the Elves who are called Famous Organ Wielder by the human race only have a technique where they add another level of squeezing right in the middle.