"Huh?? What do you think you're doing, bro!?" The blonde-haired man tried to break free from Nylon's vice-like grip, but it not only didn't budge—it tightened. "Ow! Ow! Ow! What the fuck are you doing!? L-Let go!!"
CRACK—
A sound that made many wince echoed. The two following behind the blonde-haired man looked at his right arm, only to see that it had been… bent at a 90% angle. Bone and everything was showing.
With tears in his eyes, the blonde man hollered like a banshee. "I-It hurts!! It hurts so much…!! Y-You fucking psycho!!"
Ignoring him, Nylon turned around to face Tessa.
*Puff!*
Unexpectedly, she hugged him before he could even see the face she was making. Her arms weren't willing to let go of him, and neither was she willing to meet his gaze.
"Are you okay, My Lady?" Nylon asked softly, eliciting a small adorable reaction from her.
"Home," was all she said, her hips rubbing against one another.
Nylon nodded. But upon observing how disoriented she was, he lifted her into a princess carry. She shook like a startled rabbit, but didn't reject this position; she even took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck, hiding her face in his black shirt.
"Such a silly girl indeed," Nylon mused, before returning his attention to the quivering douchebags. Quite the crowd had gathered, so killing them would not be so simple. On the other hand, leaving them alive was also not something he'd do.
"G…Go home…" Tessa tugged on his collar from the back, lips pinned together.
Hearing this, Nylon's killing intent dissipated. "Understood, My Lady."
Although nothing had actually happened to them, all of the douchebags inadvertently soiled themselves. They were sitting within a puddle of their own piss, rethinking all their life's decisions.
Their lives had been spared—a decision indirectly made by the very same woman they wanted to take advantage of. Was this a sign to turn over a new leaf?
They could at least try.
From that day onward, none of those men ever attempted anything so evil again. Conversely, they became respectable members of society, acquiring high-class jobs, and even settling down with families of their own.
— On the way out of town —
It had been silent the last couple minutes, but as Tessa's squirming worsened, she ultimately mumbled, "D-Doggy…"
"Yes, My Lady?" answered Nylon, still walking with her in his thick arms.
"N… Needs to pee…" She was utterly mortified right now, but it had to be said.
Nylon understood the assignment. He sped through the streets until he eventually came across an empty public restroom. After double-checking for any more creepers or unsavory characters, he walked into the ladies' restroom, briefly cleaned it up, then exited and gave Tessa the green light.
Her vision wasn't the best right now, and neither was her balance, but she still managed to make it into the bathroom. Nylon stood guard outside, patiently waiting for her to finish.
After some minutes, though, a bit of worry surfaced. He called her name. But no response came. He called her again, but after once more receiving no answer, he entered the ladies' restroom.
*Puff!*
"!!!"
Something surprise-attacked him, but as it bore no ill will, Nylon was unable to properly react in time. He tried to open his mouth, but as soon as his lips parted, they were closed… forcefully…
"Umpff~!" Tessa's tongue tangled with his, as she held his face lovingly. "I-I… tried, but nothing worked…!" she tried to say through kisses.
Nylon's eyes scanned the inside of the restroom, where he saw a mess in one corner covered in strange liquids. This was all he needed to see to know that the 4th young miss had been relieving herself over the past 10 minutes. However, from the uncontent glaze of her pupils, it was clear that she couldn't satisfy herself.
Tessa started to get touchy-feely with his body, but before she could unbutton his shirt and take things to the next step, he pushed her away by her tender shoulders. From this perspective, he got a better look at her, only now realizing how much of a mess she was.
Barely clothed, sopping wet, and a level of horniness on the verge of driving her crazy. Even for Nylon, it was a little difficult to resist such a tempting view.
However…
"My Lady, I hope you'll forgive me."
"Hurm? What do you mean~..."
*Piak!*
A swift karate chop to the back of the neck!
With that, Tessa's vision dimmed and she fell unconscious, ending up in Nylon's arms.
"This girl… Haiz…" Even while asleep, Tessa was irresistible. Covering her up with his shirt helped a lot, but her cute tossing and turning still did a number on him.
On the return trip home, Nylon moved at his quickest speed. It took little more than five minutes to make it to the Manor, where he was then welcomed by a mature beauty with closed eyes.
Scrutinizing how the approaching pair looked like right now, Amary smirked. "You two had some fun, huh~?"
Surprising her a bit, Nylon responded with a not-so-dense answer, saying, "Nothing like that happened. I'd never take advantage of someone in a state like that."
"Quite the noble one, are ya~?" Amary got through the initial surprise, already imagining how they wound up in such a precarious situation. "Ah, so that's it." She quickly figured out the truth. "The young miss has actually gotten in a similar predicament before, though it was when she was much younger."
Nylon's ears instinctively perked up as he was passing by the Head Maid.
"Curious, ey?" Amary giggled, before suddenly turning serious. "You see, when the young miss was 13-years-old, she was… kidnapped."