162 Vol. 3 pt. 32 Patch 6.0: A Royal Meal (1/2)
”What – what should we do? Shall we try shouting for them, my hero?” Nell asks Fenrir.
Fenrir looks around, but he fails to spot anybody. Not even Rock is with him! The only other one with him and Nell is Rod. When he tries looking for tracks, all he sees for a while of backtracking are his and Nell's. ”We must have been by ourselves for a while now,” Fenrir says.
”It was a rather long story, and I was so focused on listening to you that I was paying little attention to our surroundings. I do not believe that flying up to search for them would be of much use, for the canopy is too dense to see through from above.”
”Oh, yeah, you can fly a bit. I always forget about that since you never do it.”
”Because I would rather be using my legs! Or I would rather be in the water swimming with my tail. I have never been too large a fan of heights as well.”
”Hey, I have a question,” Fenrir says, his voice suddenly more serious than before.
”Y-yes, my hero?” Nell responds. She has no idea what he could possibly wish to ask with such a serious voice.
”Do you think any birds have ever been afraid of heights?”
Nell stares at him.
Fenrir stares back at her.
”I mean, think about it. If a human can have a phobia of cheese, why couldn't a bird be afraid of heights? Do you think they'd just refuse to fly and instead walk or hop everywhere?” Fenrir asks.
”My – my hero… I am not sure how to answer such a question,” Nell says, her tone confused and eyebrows furled. ”I would think that evolutionary instinct would prevent that from being an issue… but evolution does not always work out as it is meant to.”
”Yeah, like how people could be born with two heads.”
Nell sighs. As much as she may care for Fenrir, part of her was excited to be alone with him in this forest. Now, with his completely random question, her mind has been taken off of perverse fantasies and set onto the potentially-life-altering question of whether or not birds could be afraid of lights. Perhaps flightless birds might be? Such as penguins or ostriches?
”There's something else I'm curious about which you might be able to appreciate,” Fenrir says.
”Yes, my hero?” Nell asks, her voice still confused and her mind worried about what else he may be about to bring up.
”So, Ull was basically a centaur. Does having sex with a centaur count as bestiality? I mean, in most hentai I've seen, the guys still have horse dicks and the girls have uhh, realistic horse anatomy as well. So, is it bestiality?”
Nell lights up. ”Now, this is a question that I believe has some interesting answers regarding it! Legally, I believe that it would count as bestiality if centaurs truly existed, but personally, I would not consider them the same. Bestiality should refer to real animals incapable of clearly giving consent. With a centaur, the human half is just as intelligent as any human meaning that they would be more than capable of giving consent.”
”That's fair. Here's a question then: would it still be bestiality if a somebody is playing a dog or some other realistic animal? Technically, they would be able to consent since they are not real and are just controlled by a player.”
”At the very least, my hero, it would not be sodomy. It would likely still be considered bestiality, however.”
”Yeah, that sounds about right.”
”Onii-chan, why are you asking your girlfriend weird questions?” Saya asks him.
”Hey, I get random questions every now and then, and she's probably the best person to answer a question like that,” Fenrir thinks back at Saya.
”I don't know how a girl should feel about her boyfriend thinking that she's good for bestiality-related questions.”
”Well, what's your opinion then?”
”You already know my opinion since it's the same as yours.”
”Fair enough.”
”My hero, is there a… reason why you are asking me such questions?” Nell asks.
”Well, the bird thing was because you said you're afraid of heights despite having wings, and the bestiality thing is just because I was wondering how sex works between Ull and his harem.”
”Ah, I see! I can answer that. Liz often told me about her sexual escapades with Ull, and if I recall correctly, she would often need to be leaning over something elevated such as a chair or table in order for that arrangement to work. Otherwise, she would have to be on top.”