Shining in the sun, as naked as the day she was born, Nobuko looked more like a goddess to Saori, standing between her and certain death. A few moments ago, the princess had accepted her fate, but Nobuko hadn't given up on her. She had come all the way back to save her like a hero, and gotten right to it without any hesitation. Even with an evolved, stronger demon pit against her, all she could see was a fearless, courageous warrior who would do anything for those she loved. Like something out of a fairy tale. Even though she knew it wasn't the appropriate time for it, she felt a tingle in her pussy. It throbbed; her insides swirling and pulling.

  To be aroused by something like this. She didn't know whether to be ashamed, or just ugh.

  The demon rushed forward roaring, all four arms aimed at the girl. In turn, she held her sword away from her and ran forward too. She wasn't pnning on merely dodging this time. She was also counterattacking. By the time they met each other, the upper arms weren't an issue for her. They were far too high to reach down, so she bent, down below the lower arms too, and sshed upwards, slicing one of them. The demon howled and twisted its entire body, bringing a leg up to kick her. Nobuko jumped forward and away, sliding on the loose dirt until she was completely out of range, and then turning back. She had won the first exchange.

  The demon looked at the cut hand, snarling. If he got to it, he would regenerate. They couldn't let him eat it. Saori took the chance to help out. She threw her robe off, having learnt the downfalls of it already, and ran to the limb. Before he could even start moving, she tried her best to lift it off the ground and throw it away. It did not travel far, but the demon would certainly have to move for a longer to get to it. In anger, he turned to her and charged in like a bull, headfirst. One of its upper arms leaned down too, stretched out straight at her head.

  Saori did not have time to react, but it was beyond her time to even try. She didn't need to. Before the demon could reach her, Nobuko has already slided below him, vertically slicing the stretched arm in half and moving all the way up to his face, leaving a scar. She jumped back and held Saori in her arms, running away before he could recover and leaving her at the edge of the battlefield again.

  "Stay here, princess. It'll be alright. Thank you for your consideration!"

  The next moment, she had already turned back to the battle, running to the arm before he could get there again. While he was busy howling over his second injury, Nobuko reached and sshed through his ankle. Her angle, just a little off, did not cut through properly. Looking at the little cut she had made, she clicked her tongue and turned back. This time, she as came in again, the demon stopped her with its remaining lower arm, holding her by the face and raising her up.

  "Prrathetic human. You are worrrth nothing. At all. Little flea!" He growled, and brought his hand down, ready to bash her against the ground. But Nobuko did not pn on being pushed around once more. And she had a little advantage that he didn't.

  Without any friction on her body, covered in blood, she put her arms under his massive fingers, and pushed upwards, squeezing her head through the little gap in this closed fist and escaping. When the hand reached the ground, she was already far away from him, coughing and trying to catch her breath. She rested her sword on the ground, keeping an eye on the demon to be ready when he moved.

  But he did not.

  He stayed there, hand glued to the ground, and snarled like an animal. Rested, Nobuko pulled her sword out of the ground and walked to the demon. Even then, he remained stationary.

  "Huuman. I prrrpose a deal." The demon murmured, "It will srrave your life. And yourrr friend too."

  Nobuko smiled, "And what are the particurs of this deal, demon?"

  "Rryou help mrre gather other maidens. And I'll let you go." He snarled.

  "And if I don't?"

  "Rryou die."

  Nobuko sighed, "Hmm. Tough choice, demon. But I don't think I'll be doing either today. Especially since you're a liar down to your st bone. Never try to win the confidence of my princess again. Not with your sullied, dirty mouth."

  "Liarrr? Me?" He picked his arm back up and twisted it back in pce. He used his other upper arm to reach for the one dangling in two parts. With a rough pull, he tore one of the sides apart. Nobuko did nothing but stare. She should have been armed, or scared at least, but she couldn't care enough. In her mind, she had won already. No matter how many times he did this, he was too slow for his own good. And she, far too nimble and small for him to ever keep track of. Even as the demon ate the army and returned back to its original form, she did not budge from her pce, hand on her hip.

  Then, he continued to grow. This time, taller and bulkier, until he was almost ten feet. Nobuko sighed and got ready to fight again.

  "Yes, you. Liar." She ughed, "You've been lying to yourself about your strength your entire life. Let me show you what real strength looks like, demon."

  It was almost like everything that happened after that was a joke pyed on them by the gods. In a swift motion, Nobuko leaned and aimed for his ankles once more. Shifting the angle of her sword based on her previous failure, she hit the exact spot she needed to, and the sword cut through the flesh like butter. Before he even had a chance to unch a single attack with his newly evolved form, the demon fell to the ground in pain, creating a rge dust cloud that covered him and the girl.

  Nobuko walked to his arms first, and used them to climb into his stomach. She turned to the lower half of the body and looked at his dick. Then, she looked at Saori, still standing where she has left her, in awe of her attendant. Nobuko smiled, and raised her sword, bringing it down on the very edge of his shaft, cutting through and seperating the member from the body. The demon's screams of pain grew louder, more into a girlish shriek. In the distance, she heard the princess let out a soft giggle. There must have been relief in seeing that. Nobuko turned towards the upper half and started walking towards his head.

  "Tell me, demon. What were you doing here?"

  "Thrrrat...is nrrone of yourrr brrusiness."

  "Getting harder to talk? I'll excuse you." She crouched down in front of his head and their eyes met. She noticed something she hadn't seen in them yet. Fear. She couldn't help but py around a little, "Of course, I didn't expect you to tell me anything. Who was that boss of yours? Karina? We'll just have to get whatever we want from her, then."

  "Grryahah...ha. Rryou thrrink rruou crran drrefeat Karina? Rryou frrool."

  Every single word that came out of his mouth was accompanied with a whimper. Nobuko would need to report this to the correct authorities. It seemed like the regeneration only affected their physical bodies, not the toll they had on them. Maybe the blood inside remained the same? Or did the fatigue not wear off? Whatever the case, he had still taken heavy damage of some sort to not be able to move. With four of his arms, she was just sitting prey. And he didn't attack. She kicked his face to check his anger, and did not get any response.

  "We'll see about Karina. You...can die now. Right?"

  The demon spat on her face, and pathetically ughed.

  Nobuko readied her sword, and brought it down. His head separated from his body. The demon stopped moving; went limp.

  …

  "How are your wounds, Kawashiri-sama?" Nobuko bent down and gave her her robes back, wrapping them around her body. Behind them, in the middle of the clearing, the demon's body y still.

  "Nobu," Saori sighed, wincing a little when the fabric touched her wounds, "Wrong name. You promised."

  Nobuko smiled and patted her head, "Yeah, yeah. Got it, Saori. I won't use your family name again. Ok?"

  "Better." She leaned on Nobuko's breasts and took a breath of relief. She hadn't expected so much to go wrong in a single day. A day that she had been enjoying so much just before it too.

  A part of her thought that maybe she had been right before, to never leave her castle. If not for the hunt, she wouldn't have ended up in this scenario. But it had gotten Nobuko to call her by her name. It had proven to Saori herself, just how much love she held for that girl. If not for this outing, they might have stayed in there for many more years, without anything changing. As much disgust as the demon created within her, she needed to thank it for being a conduit for her progress. Through his death, he had given her so much. More use than he would have ever been alive.

  Saori did not want to leave this pce. Her body was sticky, dirty, smelly, and every single twist of a muscle sent echoes of pain everywhere. However, the softness of Nobuko's breasts far surpassed any pillow she had rested her head on. The body of someone she could rely on, warm and welcoming.

  "Nobu. Where...did you learn to fight like that?" She asked something that had been on her mind.

  "I wasn't always an attendant, you know?" She ughed, "Before, as a child, I lived with an uncivilized tribe. There, you had to learn or die. Well, I learned. The others? They got into meaningless conflicts and died. My friends, my retives. My parents. All of them."

  "I..." Saori put her arms around Nobuko, "I'm sorry."

  She shook her head, "No need to be. I wasn't very fond of them. And hey, if I had never been found and adopted. If I had never been taught manners and etiquettes to become an attendant. I wouldn't be here to protect you today. I'm sure I would've regretted that."

  "Hmm. But you wouldn't have known me. So how you regret the death of someone unknown?"

  Nobuko kept patting her head, "That's what I would have regretted, Saori. To have never known you. What a horrible fate."

  "So, say," The princess looked up, "Do you love me? I love you, Nobu."

  "Hehehe." She held back more ughter, "What kind of question is that, with everything we've been doing the st few years? Of course I do, Saori. I love you until the day I die."

  "As a ghost, you'll haunt me?"

  "Hmm. Maybe. Would be fun, wouldn't it?"

  "Huh? You...!" She tried to raise her hand to smack the girl on her head, but it hurt too much to move that quickly. She groaned in pain and withdrew it immediately. Nobuko ughed and held the hand, gently massaging it.

  They stayed like that for a while; too busy staring and dreaming to say anything. To see the person in front of their eyes alive was blessing enough. Saori just wanted to be here forever, sharing this moment of bliss. Even after all the hate she had accumuted for herself, she had never been happier to be alive. Nobuko's head, filled with nothing but relief over being able to act her true self with someone she loved so much. She leaned in and approached the princess' lips for a kiss.

  "Check the surrounding areas! Make sure there aren't more of them, and check on that dead demon. See what you can find out!" The daimyo's voice stopped her in her tracks.

  The two of them immediately stood up, pushing past all the pain, and rushed into the deeper woods. If they got far enough, in a direction which the daimyo did not expect, they would be able to get away without any issues. But as they started to pick up pace, two things bothered Saori. One, she couldn't run very far or very fast with her injuries. Two, she did not want to run from them in the first pce. They were the one people with information on how the demon died. If they did not help everyone out, no progress would be made. So, she stopped all of a sudden and asked Nobuko to do the same.

  "Saori! They'll catch you. Aren't you afraid of that?"

  "No. It'll be alright. We'll...hide for some time. Then tell them half of the truth. The monster attacked us, he tried to...rape us. And you managed to kill him. They'll believe that. And it will expin our condition." Saori expined, sitting down near a tree and taking a breath. Nobuko nodded and sat down beside her.

  The sounds of the ministers and soldiers in the background did not increase. They were not looking this way yet. The princess, pressed up against the tree, could only see Nobuko's body in front of her, as she kept a lookout to make sure nobody was coming their way. Her beautiful boobs, her rounded lips. Her pretty eyes. Saori inevitably pulled her face closer and started kissing. They were safe for now, and she was still aroused because of what had happened earlier.

  Nobuko did not fight back. She pushed her tongue into Saori's mouth and started groping her. Saori wrapped her hands around the girl and brought her closer. The two of them, lips locked, started moaning. Once more, the situation turned on the princess. She couldn't believe herself for doing something so close to danger. They did not even have the protection of the panquin's curtains anymore. She put her hands on Nobuko's ass and pressed. The girl groaned and bit her lower lip.

  "I...wanna see them." Saori whimpered, moving to her side until she could lean backwards and see the ministers in the distance. They did not know at all, about what the princess was doing right there. Nobuko, as if just feeding into her desires without holding back anymore, touched their pussies and started rubbing again. They had been stopped twice today. There was no way they weren't going to finish at least once.

  "Cum for me, Saori?" Nobuko leaned forward and continued kissing her, rubbing faster.

  "Yeaa---hh. Annggh. I...love you, I love your juicy pussy, Nobu."

  "Me too, princess. Y-your thirsty, always...thirsty body."

  Nobuko leaned closer as both of them got closer to finishing. It didn't long to get there, since they had been building it up for a while now. The entire time during the fight, Saori had already been getting hornier by the second, even if she didn't want to. This was three sessions of build-up cshing in her. She dug her nails in Nobuko's ass and pushed her further, feeling every up and down motion of her hips. Her pussy, set on fire, vibrated on the inside, contracting her muscles as she felt herself getting ready to climax.

  "I'm gonna cum..." She sucked on Nobuko's tongue, and the attendant let go of all control except her grinding ass.

  "Me too, Saori...princess."

  It happened. Both of their juices poured out and mixed with each other. Heavier and thicker than ever, in a rger quantity. Saori's legs, filing around without control, wrapped around Nobuko's waist and helped her control her own lower body. The attendant fell on her body and started panting, gasping for air.

  "We're...fucking...perverted to hell." Saori gasped, "Rubbing on each other just a few minutes after almost dying. What the hell is wrong with us?"

  Nobuko kissed her and held her cheeks, "Nothing, Saori. Nothing wrong with us. It's hot, isn't it? Doing it now? Covered in that bastard's blood, while we would almost get caught? It's a celebration."

  Saori giggled, "I guess..."

  Nobuko stood up and sat down beside her, using the robe to clean herself, and the princess. They needed to make sure they didn't find out about this particur aspect of the story. She looked at Saori with questioning eyes. How exactly were they going to get out right now?

  Then, the princess took off her robe and handed it to her, "Go, Nobu. Wear this, go to my father and tell me I am here. Bring along some clothes. Mention I don't have any, and he'll make sure nobody else gets here. Tell him what we decided."

  "I..." She wanted to compin about leaving her nude like this, but decided against it. The princess was right. "I'll be right back."

  She put on the robe, pulled the strings together, and walked out towards the group. Saori refused to look, curling up and holding her knees together. Without Nobu, something about being like this made her feel vulnerable. As if the realization of her nakedness had only just hit her. She closed her eyes and waited for someone to come back. If it was Nobuko, then everything would be fine. Nobody would suspect a single thing. Just that she had snuck out to sightsee on her own. Naughty, childish, but not as bad as what they would think of her having a retion with her attendant.

  Around a dozen minutes ter, Nobuko returned with a pair of clothes, and handed them to her. Saori stood up and started putting them on.

  "What did they say?" She whispered and asked, "What did my father say?"

  "Nothing." Nobuko smiled, "He's just relieved you're fine."