Chapter 283

Chapter 283. Damn it, what is this, Commander! This drug! (3)

As soon as Marian realizes the shocking fact that she’s wearing a bikini, she tries to calm the surging energy in her lower body.

“Commander? No matter how pretty Marian is, isn’t it a bit much to just stare at that?”

“Hmm…”

“Look, everyone else has changed and come back now.”

“Commander! We’re here!”

“Umm, well… umm.”

“Everyone looks great, really impressive.”

Though the designs are slightly different, I could see our superhumans, all dressed in reverse bunny outfits, walking in with a dignified air, led by Jessica.

‘Wow, their figures.’

And for some reason, on the way back, one person seemed to have been swapped out.

“Huh? That person over there…”

“Long time no see! I’m Lephan, leader of the Rhodes Mercenary Group!”

Though it wasn’t mentioned earlier, when calling Belial and Tiamat, they must have stumbled upon Partia and brought her along. But why is Partia nowhere to be seen, and instead, Lephan is here in a reverse bunny outfit?

And unlike Marian, who’s covering herself with her arm because the big pie sticker isn’t hiding enough, Lephan, despite his exposed nipples, is confidently showing off his presence.

Perhaps inspired by Lephan’s shameless(?) display, Marian lowers her arm, gaining some confidence. But still, I can’t help but wonder where Partia went.

When I voiced this question, Jessica replied, “She let Lephan take her spot and said she’d come back later with a new outfit.”

“I see.”

Nodding at the saintly gesture, I then began to visually enjoy the reverse bunny outfits of Jessica and the other superhumans, much like I did with Marian.

‘Ah.’

Normally, they all dress like Ignis or Pashtira, making it hard to gauge their figures. But now, with the reverse bunny outfits, everything from their collarbones and armpits to their hips is on full display…

‘Oh no, my baby Commander heart is aching.’

Wanting to preserve this beautiful moment forever, I turned on the recording feature linked to the user’s view and started taking screenshots of each superhuman, even having them pose together for group shots.

Thinking about uploading these to the gallery… ‘The Renaissance!’

I could feel a sinister grin growing on my face at the thought of a new era of fan art and custom skins.

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While I was busy capturing these erotic moments, suddenly…

“Ooooh?!”

“Wait, are those people also wearing those outfits?!”

“Oh, right.”

I realized that the pirate ‘Bearded Liran’ and his crew had returned to the VIP lounge after a bathroom break.

I remembered that this gathering wasn’t just a reverse bunny girl strip show but a farewell party for Liran and the Pirate Alliance’s Defense Fleet.

Even as Pashtra and Lapen’s leader were performing an impressive diagonal mochi move, I decided to shift the focus back to the real purpose of the event.

And just as I was thinking that…

“Commander, shouldn’t we propose a toast for them soon?”

“You’re right, Gryanarr.”

Gryanarr, also in a reverse bunny outfit, suggested a toast, and it made perfect sense. So, I picked up a drink from the table behind me and prepared to raise a toast.

“Alright, everyone, grab a glass… hmm.”

But at that moment, a thought crossed my mind.

‘Wait, wouldn’t it be awkward if I’m the only one holding a non-alcoholic drink while everyone else has alcohol?’

It felt off to be the only one holding a pink, otherworldly strawberry drink while everyone else had booze.

But when I voiced this concern…

“Hey, does it really matter if it’s a drink or alcohol for a toast, Commander?”

“Yeah, it’s fine, I don’t mind at all? Oppa.”

Both Gryanarr, who initiated the toast, and Marian, the person in question, waved their hands dismissively, saying it wasn’t necessary. But there was something oddly ‘urgent’ in their tone.

“Nah, I think this is better after all.”

“Well, you’re not wrong.”

“Seems like the Commander is really into it, so just go ahead.”

As Jessica said, I was totally into it at the moment.

I put down the drink I was holding and was about to grab a new glass.

But right at that moment, Admiral Liran, who had drunk so much he could’ve gone to the bathroom, chimed in.

“*Hahahaha*, Commander Icarus? I happen to have a brand-new glass with fresh liquor right here. How about using this one?”

“Oh, would that work?”

“Of course! But since you haven’t even touched your drink yet, I’ll take it off your hands to save some liquor.”

“Hmm.”

Maybe it was because the event had boosted our camaraderie so much.

Along with what seemed like some kind of loyalty oath.

I figured it was better to just swap glasses right away instead of making a fuss by going to get a new one.

So, I nodded at Liran’s suggestion and, without a second thought, we exchanged glasses and gave a proper toast.

“Here’s to the Pirate Alliance fleet, who’ve worked hard to protect our base, and to Empress Marian, who sent us the fleet! Cheers!”

“Cheers!”

“Uh, cheers…”

“Cheeeeeeers!”

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And so, while Icarus, the superhumans, and the pirate executives at the farewell party were raising their glasses.

Marian and Gryanarr, who were also holding their glasses, were busy communicating with each other through intense eye contact.

-“Isn’t Liran drinking the spiked one right now?”

-“…Yeah?”

-“What do we do?”

-“Dunno.”

Their plan had completely derailed because of Icarus’s little whim.

No matter how much Marian shot laser beams with her eyes, even Gryanarr had his limits in this situation.

-“…Well, we made the drug have a delayed effect, so maybe it’ll hold until the farewell party ends?”

-“Can it really last that long?”

-“Maybe?”

-“I’m a bit skeptical.”

They were just hoping for a miracle, relying on the drug’s delayed effect to get through this smoothly.

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But what Gryanarr hadn’t anticipated was…

Unlike Icarus, whose digestive abilities were no different from an ordinary person’s, despite his superhuman endurance and drug resistance.

Liran, as a Pirate Admiral, was a superhuman with significantly superior physical abilities, though not quite on Marian’s level.

This meant his basic digestive functions were far beyond Icarus’s.

The problem was…

The drug that had entered Liran’s body with the drink was being absorbed and spreading through his system much, much faster than Gryanarr had expected.

And the result…

“*Ahhhhhhhh♡♡♡♡!!!*”

“?!”

“My whole body feels like it’s turning into nipples♡♡♡♡♡♡!”

“Admiral?!”

“Old man, what’s wrong with you?!”

“*Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah-!!!*”

“Commander, you shouldn’t be looking at such a grotesque sight.”

“Oh my…”

“Commander.”

In the middle of the farewell party, a burly, hairy middle-aged man started screaming like a castrated pig.

This caused Icarus’s vision, which had been purified by reverse-bunny girls, to worsen again as he witnessed the ultimate 3000x beard show.

Of course, shortly after, reverse-bunny-bunny-bunny girls physically blocked Icarus’s view, preventing the visual terror from lasting too long…

But not long after, once everything came to light.

A very pissed-off Icarus forced the dismantling of part of Gryanarr’s drug-making facilities.

But all of that was in the relatively near future, not happening right now.

For now, Gryanarr, unaware of the future awaiting him, could only weep internally as he watched the hairy Liran down his drink in one go.

‘Why did you have to drink that, you hairy bastard!!!’