333 Vol. 6 pt. 19 (1/2)

The next day, to pass some time since he had accomplished all of his in-game chores for the day already, Fenrir found himself face-to-face with an opponent who he had not crossed blades with for a considerable amount of time.

It would prove to be the perfect opportunity to properly test out his new mastery over Rod.

Or rather, that was the plan. What was supposed to be a small duel for fun then turned into a miniature tournament so quickly that Fenrir still couldn't understand how exactly it happened. One moment, he was helping some of the workers from the other cities by transporting materials for them. Then he fished for a bit to give everybody there some food. Then he challenged a certain somebody to a duel for practice… and then before the duel could even begin, a tournament bracket was set up and a small crowd had gathered. Some of those from the other cities even decided to register for the tournament themselves!

”Didn't we agree to duel only like… five minutes ago?” Fenrir asked his opponent, looking at the crowd gathered around them in the field.

”You can thank Tabs for this,” Cassiel, his opponent, answered.

Tabitha was just so frustrated at one of her designs' complications that, as soon as she overheard Fenrir and Cassiel having a sparring match, she decided to take advantage of the situation to relax.

And Tabitha's idea of relaxing was making money by taking bets among the watching crowd.

”This is the most sudden tournament arc that I've ever seen,” Fenrir said.

”I have a feeling that's an anime reference,” Cassiel replied.

”You know me so well.”

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”I know that you can only reference anime.”

”Don't worry. I'll convert you into being a weeb with me. Since Tabs is taking bets, how about we make a bet of our own? If I win, you have to marathon an anime series of my choosing with me. If you win… what was that thing we heard about the other night?”

”The classic drive-in night?”

”Yeah, that. Aren't they going to have a romance movie marathon or something? If I win, you marathon anime with me. If you win, I'll go with you to that romance movie marathon.”

”I know you'd go with me even if I lose.”

”I – you can't just call me out like that.”

”If you're going to bet me something, it has to be something that is actually a challenge to get you to do.”

”You're going to have to think of something crazy then, because I can't think of anything that I wouldn't do for you,” Fenrir said, stating it as a matter of fact without any hesitation while the crowd around them waited for the fight to begin.

Cassiel turned bright red from his words, Serra snerked from Cassiel's reaction, Nell sighed as her hero once more proved how good of a boyfriend he was, Azalabulua felt secondhand embarrassment for Cassiel, and Eva took notes while the rest of the crowd either thought the sudden, unintended romance was cringe-worthy or tease-worthy.

Fenrir wasn't paying enough attention to notice everybody else's reactions, though. He was too busy trying to help out Cassiel by thinking of crazy things for her to make him bet. ”Something crazy like… making me try to do a handstand. Or ordering a pizza with nothing on it over the phone. Going to a Chinese restaurant and saying that Taiwan is number one. Or making me wear a dress or something.”

The red left Casisel's cheeks as she stared at her lover. The rest of Fenrir's girlfriends joined in on staring at him with eyes both curious and predatory.

”Wa-wait,” Fenrir said. He already had a bad feeling about their stares. ”I mean like… in-game. It wouldn't be the first time I've dressed up stupid on purpose in a game.”

”Real life,” Cassiel said. ”If I win, you have to wear one of Nell's dresses in real life.”

Fenrir wanted to question why it had to be one of Nell's dresses… but then he remembered that there wasn't much of a difference between his real body and Nell's. In-game, he was tall, muscular – an Adonis with canid ears and a wolf's tail, essentially. In real life… he was considered short for a man and had a lean build. He was huge in comparison to his girlfriends in-game, but he was only a couple of inches taller than Cassiel and Nell in reality, and his body was almost as thin as Nell's.

As much as he wanted to deny that it would work… he could easily see himself fitting into one of Nell's looser dresses in real life.

”You said there's nothing you wouldn't do for me,” Cassiel said. ”If I win, you're going to wear one of Nell's dresses.”

Fenrir looked at his girlfriends to see how they were reacting to this turn of events… only to see that they all looked absolutely in favor of forcing him to cross dress. The rest of the crowd was curious about how he would respond, too.

”It looks like you're going to become the waifu after you lose, onii-wan,” Saya teased. ”Sorry, I mean onee-wan.”

There was only one thing that he could do.

”Deal,” he said. ”If I win, you have to marathon an anime series with me. If you win… you can put me in one of Nell's dresses.”

Fenrir blinked his eyes and, by the time that he opened them, Cassiel's blade was only inches from his neck.

He managed to lean back and jump away just in time to dodge her attack with only a light cut on his neck.

”Did – did you just try to cut my head off?” he asked, one hand on his neck as he looked at his lover-turned-enemy.

”I'm winning this duel,” Cassiel said before charging at him for another attack!

Fenrir ducked under the next swing of her blade, only losing a few hairs in the process, and immediately followed up with an attempt to sweep her legs out from underneath her with one of his own.

Rather than dodge, Cassiel met his attack with one of her own by bringing her sword to his leg just before he could kick her.

He saw just how fast she became when fighting, but this was the first time that he got to experience her new speed against him. She was far faster than the last time they dueled.

”Come on, blondie! Kick the wolf's arse!” Tabitha shouted.

Fenrir canceled his kick to roll away from her blade.

”Tch. Come on, I thought you liked up-close-and-personal fights?” Cassiel asked amid her unrelenting attacks.

”Cass Cass,” Fenrir said, dodging another attack. ”You're pretty hot right now.”

”Why – why say that all of a sudden?!”

The answer to her question was because it gave him just enough of an opening to deploy Rod's latest form. Rod's metallic chains wrapped around her ankles, tightly constricting her.

”Because it distracts you, but also because it's one hundred percent true,” Fenrir explained before retracting the chains, pulling Cassiel off of her feet and dropping her to her rear.

It was time for his counterattack.

With enlarged arms covered in fur and nails turned into deadly claws, Fenrir swung a fist directly toward Cassiel… only for his fist to slam into the ground instead.

Cassiel disappeared.

It was only when he felt the metal of her blade cut into his back that he knew where she was, turning his head to see her behind him.

The crowd looked distressed as Tabitha cheered Cassiel on.

”They must have thought that my hero was the strongest since he is the leader,” Nell said to Serra and Azalabulia.

”Cass Cass is the strongest,” Serra said.

Azalabulia, on the other hand, didn't know who to root for. There was her boyfriend who showed off an awesome new ability that she wanted to test her own strength against, and then there was her girlfriend who seemed even more powerful now trying to win so that they could see their boyfriend in a dress.

It was very conflicting.

Then there was Eva. ”Did she get even stronger since the cave?”

”She did!” Nell answered.

”When? How?”

”Cassiel has always been one of the better fighters out of us. Whenever she is not around us, she is most likely training on her own.”

”Then she must not get a lot of time to train.”

”True, but when she does train, she does her best which is what truly matters! Ah, and let us not forget hunting! My hero may be the one who provides us with the ocean's bounty, but it is Cassiel who provides us with the forest's!”

”I've never seen her bring any animals back from the forest.”

”Well, she does not make a big deal out of it, nor do the rest of us. Ah, and seeing as how she has such experience in slaying beasts, my hero should take extra care not to become our next dinner!”

Serra, with the most beastlike eyes of everybody present, said, ”I want to eat him up. While he's in one of your dresses.”

”Ah, yes, silly me. I should hope that he does not take extra care!”

Eva lifted an eyebrow at their conversation, not sure what she should make of the fact that her crush's girlfriends want to play doll with him. She tries to imagine it herself… but all she can picture is Fenrir in a dress, not Ryouta. Picturing Fenrir in a dress gives her the image of a man with bulging muscles ripping through the dress's fabric while the bottom of it isn't long enough to cover up anything extra hanging down.

”This is too easy,” Tabitha said, sitting down next to the other girls. ”I know the folk from these cities are all about barterin' and don't exactly have much use for money, but that doesn't mean they don't keep some on them anyways!”

”What are you going to do with it?” Serra asked.

”Keep it safe. Why would I do anything else with it?”

”Greedy.”

”As greedy as a dragon!” Tabitha agreed, a proud smile showing on her face as she crossed her arms over her chest.

While Tabitha placed all of her faith in Cassiel, Fenrir tried his best to spare himself from having to wear a dress. He had many fetishes, but cross dressing was not one of them.

And he was afraid of it becoming one.

”So much for slowing you down,” he said, focusing on defending against Cassiel's overwhelming force. Each attack pushed him back another step and threatened to knock him off balance. ”How'd you even get out of my chains?!”

”Healing spells aren't the only ones I relearned from my days of an aspiring angel,” Cassiel answered, once more vanishing from sight only to appear directly behind him.

He was barely able to dodge her attack. Had she not already done it once, it would have worked. ”Seriously, how?!”

”I only perfect it a couple of days ago. They used to call it Holy Shift, but I'm not trying to be an angel anymore, so I'm not sure what to call it.”

”Wait, did they actually call it that?”

”Livia is… pure.”

”Holy shit, how pure does somebody have to be to not see that?”

”I don't know, but nobody dared to point it out to her. There was also Godly Rod and Father's Punishment.”

”I'm tempted to believe she's doing it on purpose.”

”Everybody thinks that until they meet her. Anyways, can you surrender already? I won't hesitate to kill you.”

”I'll punish you with my godly rod if you try.”

Cassiel really did not want to laugh because of how lame that was, but she couldn't resist. She did, however, make sure to roll her eyes afterward to make up for it.

Then she continued her assault.

Fenrir hoped that she would eventually tire and slow down, giving him an opportunity to go on the offensive, but he ended up being the one to tire out first against his girlfriend's endless onslaught.

”He-hey, Cass Cass, have I said how hot you are right now?” he tried asking.

”Thanks, but you're still going to wear a dress,” Cassiel replied.

He deeply regretted using the dress as an example of something crazy to make him do. Fortunately for him, the perfect opportunity to attack came when Cassiel's footing slipped! Another punch was thrown her way as she stumbled!

Or rather, as she did what looked like stumbling.

It was too late for Fenrir to stop when he saw her smile.

She did not slip and stumble; it was all an act. Committing to his attack opened him up, allowing Cassiel to thrust her blade through his abdomen at the cost of getting punched in the shoulder. While it did hurt to get punched, she wasn't the one with a sword running through her abdomen.

”I'm going to start worrying about our relationship when you can stab a sword into me so easily,” Fenrir said, cringing from the pain. At least it was reduced from feeling realistic.

”It's just a game, and you tried punching me with all your strength,” Cassiel replied. ”And you tried chaining me up without my consent.”

”Are you saying I'd be allowed to tie you up in chains if I got your consent first?”

”I – I… I'm not saying that.”

”It's not what you just said, it's how you said it. How bright your cheeks are help, too.”