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Chapter 12: The Case of the Loki Familia's Elf Girl
The morning air at the Twilight Manor was usually crisp and invigorating, but for me, it had turned into a thick, suffocating fog of indignation. I was consumed by a righteous, white-hot fury. My soul had been set ablaze with a singular, unwavering resolve: I would, without a shadow of a doubt, put a definitive end to that hyper-perverted, ultra-dangerous, lust-maddened rabbit once and for all.
The catalyst for my descent into madness was, as is often the case lately, a piece of vulgar literature. For days, the high-ranking members of our Familia—Lady Riveria, Raul-san, and Aki-san—had been conducting covert surveillance on the Pleasure District. The rest of us were on edge, assuming some remnant of the Evilus was plotting a new disaster.
Amidst this silent tension, I was in our shared room when my roommate, Elfi, began staring at me with a look so bizarre it made my skin crawl. When I finally snapped and demanded to know what was wrong, she slowly produced a thin, well-made volume.
"Wha—wha—WHAT ON EARTH IS THIS?!"
The craftsmanship of the book was surprisingly professional, but the cover art made my heart stop. There, centered inside a gaudy heart pattern, was that peeping-tom degenerate Bell Cranel and me. We weren't just standing together; we were entwined, my arms draped around his neck in a scandalous embrace.
To my horror, the artist had rendered Bell with his tunic half-unbuttoned, while my own Elven robes were disheveled in a way that looked unmistakably post-coital.
"Well, you see... since the executives have been investigating the Pleasure District, I did a little digging of my own," Elfi said, her voice dropping into a tone of sudden, mock reverence. "I found this being sold in the back alleys. The contents were... quite the revelation, Lefiya-san".
"Why are you addressing me with such formal honorifics all of a sudden?!"
I can't be blamed for screaming at her. Lady Riveria always lectures me on maintaining a heart as steady as an ancient oak, but even the world-tree would be reduced to a pile of splinters if it were struck by the force of my [Rea Laevateinn]!
The thought of even grazing skin with that rabbit was repulsive enough, but to be depicted gazing into his eyes like some lovesick maiden was a personal insult to my heritage. I wanted to incinerate the cursed object immediately, but a morbid, fearful curiosity forced me to turn the cover.
The contents were a nightmare beyond my most fevered delusions.
"U-Um... Lefiya-san. I know we got caught in the rain, but... taking the last available room at an inn together is..."
"Hmm? Is little Bell nervous to be alone in a room with me? Hehe... how cute ♡"
"GAFUH!"
"L-Lefiya?! Your face!"
The story began with us ducking into a secluded inn to escape a sudden downpour. The panel showed "me" pressing my body against Bell's damp, steam-wreathed chest so closely I thought I might actually cough up blood.
What is this?! Who is this woman?! Is this how the city sees me?! I'm a high elf, for heaven's sake!
My knees buckled. I leaned heavily against Elfi's shoulder as she tried to keep me upright, my fingers trembling as I forced myself to the next page, hoping it was all just a terrible misunderstanding.
"Wait...?! P-Please move back, Lefiya-san!"
"I don't want to ♡ Besides... something down here is getting awfully big, isn't it? ♡"
"Hah... hah... hah...!"
"Lefiya! Breathe! Keep your eyes on me!"
My physical form was literally rejecting the sight of myself acting like some predatory Amazon, teasing a boy half my size. The fact that the target was that loathsome Bell Cranel pushed my sanity to the brink. I ignored Elfi's pleas to close the book and turned another page.
"Ah ♡ Ah ♡ Ah ♡"
"Oh? Are you still trying to hold back even after a girl has done all this to you? You really are a wimpy little rabbit, aren't you? ♡"
"Q-W-E-R-T-Y-U-I-O-P—!"
"What in the world was that sound?!"
Something vital inside me snapped. The book showed me pinning Bell Cranel against a wall and—and grinding against him! The person who drew this belongs in a padded cell! And knowing that my own roommate had seen this... it was the ultimate, soul-crushing humiliation. I was portrayed as a pervert who enjoyed defiling the Rabbit. It was wrong on every possible level!
"Don't hold back, Bell."
"L-Lefiya-san..."
"That's not it, right? Call me 'Lefi' ♡"
"...Lefi ♡"
"Good boy. This is your reward ♡"
"...I'm going to go jump off a tower now".
"Don't let the fictional version of you win! Stay with me!"
Seeing Bell Cranel use a nickname only my closest friends are allowed to use, followed by "me" kissing him as a "reward," was my limit. There were more pages, but I knew I wouldn't survive them. In a state of total, frantic shock, I flipped to the very last page to see how the nightmare ended.
"Nn-myu? Bell—mmph?!"
"Morning, Lefi. This is a thank-you for yesterday's reward ♡"
"KAFYU!"
"Ah, there she goes. Consciousness has left the building".
The "morning-after" scene featured Bell Cranel kissing me awake. It was too much. My brain hit capacity, and I passed out on the spot.
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After waking up and thanking Elfi for looking after my unconscious form, my mind immediately looped back to the beginning.
I tore out of the Twilight Manor, sprinting through the streets like a guided missile. I had to find that rabbit and deliver a fist of righteous, Elven justice. People stared at me as I blurred past, but I was too blinded by shame to care. Finally, I spotted him.
"BELL CRANELLLLL!!!"
"Eh? Ah, yes! Good morning, Lefiya-san. It's a lovely day, isn't it?"
He tried to greet me with that typical, innocent smile, but his voice only triggered the memory of the book's ending.
(Morning, Lefi. This is a thank-you for yesterday's reward ♡)
"A-Awa... awawawa...!! YOU HYPER-PERVERTED, ULTRA-DANGEROUS, LUST-MADDENED RABBIT!!!"
"HIDEBU?!"
I landed a right straight to his solar plexus with a force that would have made a level 4 warrior proud. Bell crumpled to the cobbles, clutching his stomach and gasping for air.
As he lay there in total, pathetic confusion, a roar of approval erupted from the men in the street.
"Judgment has been served to the lust-rabbit!" "Good work, Elf girl! Show him no mercy!" "Die! Not just 'get hurt,' but actually DIE!" "That's for casting Firebolt at everyone's heart, you little brat!"
As the mob celebrated the "divine punishment," I realized the scene I had just caused. My face turned a shade of crimson that put a fire-magic to shame, and I immediately fled the scene. Behind me, Bell Cranel actually wept at the sheer, unmitigated injustice of his life.
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