The Female Hero Party That Exiled Me, All of Them Are Mentally Broken - Chapter 9

On the way from the guild to the herb gathering field, the people in town started whispering when they saw the three following me.

“Hey, isn’t that the hero party that defeated the demon king?”

Soft murmurs hit my ears from all around. Yuria and the others were the real heroes who had taken down the demon king. Their deeds were famous all over the country and spread by traveling bards.

On top of that, they were unbelievably beautiful. Everyone turned to look at them. It wasn’t surprising that the townspeople recognized them.

Then, Naitsu-san clanked in her silver armor and glared sharply at the crowd.

“No. We are the ‘Like Like Al-kun Love Chu (^з^)-☆.’ Anyone who gets it wrong will be killed.”

She snapped her hand to the hilt of her sword and glared with real murderous intent. The air froze, and the adventurers around us screamed and scattered like frightened spiders.

“Stop it. This is way too embarrassing. We stand out so much.”

I buried my face in my hands and sighed in despair.

Even as we walked, Yuria clung to my right arm and refused to let go. The sweet smell of soap and her soft warmth pressed against me every step of the way.

“Al-kun, you must be tired. Do you want big sister to carry you?”

Naitsu-san blushed with her nose flaring as she pressed closer. Her personality was acting weird. She clearly saw me as a little brother.

Then, Yuria hissed like a cat while still holding my arm.

“No way, you little thief cat! I’ll kill you!”

“Your murderous intent is way too high!”

I recoiled in shock. Then, Serara-san spun around as she had been walking seriously in front. Her pure white robes fluttered in the wind, and her eyes were colder than ice as she looked down at them.

“Everyone, properly protect the great god. Otherwise, I’ll kill you!”

“You’re the one with the highest murderous intent! What’s with this hero party being so tense?”

I buried my head in my hands again, feeling like I might collapse onto my knees.

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We arrived at the herb gathering field on the edge of the forest, where a cold wind blew through.

The smell of fresh grass and damp soil tickled my nose.

“Alright, leave all the chores to big sister and your servant, Al-kun. You just rest!”

“I can’t do that! I’ll help too!”

I crouched down to pick some herbs, and at that moment, Naitsu-san suddenly dropped to her knees and shuffled closer while rubbing her white thighs together nervously.

“Haah, haah. I-I need Al-kun’s magic. Aaah, the thick, hot one, haah, haah, pour it into me!”

“W-what are you saying?”

I touched her shoulder as I activated the body-strengthening enchantment. Warm and magical light wrapped around Naitsu.

“Ugh.”

The moment she felt the buff, Naitsu-san let out a surprisingly sexy moan and twisted her body.

“Y-yesss♡ Al-kun’s super-strong magic is here~♡”

Then, she started cutting all the herbs around us with a terrifying roaring sound like a bulldozer.

“Haah, haah, I can’t do it without Al-kun’s magic!”

I just stared at her while I was completely shocked and muttered, “Are you collecting herbs?”

Meanwhile, Yuria ignored the herbs entirely and stayed glued to me. She purred like a happy cat and rubbed her face against my chest.

“I don’t even need magic. As long as I have you, Al, that’s enough!”

“You two, work properly as his servants! Or I’ll kill you!”

Serara-san shouted coldly at the two slacking off, working silently and at an incredible speed to gather herbs.

“Please just get along.”

I cried in despair, my voice fading into the quiet forest.

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Thanks to Naitsu-san being drenched in that powerful buff, the sack quickly filled with plenty of herbs.

Yuria was completely satisfied as she curled up next to me and started napping peacefully.

I hadn’t done anything, and a sharp twinge of guilt pricked my chest.

“Alphonse-sama.”

“? Serara-san, what is it?”

The Saint Serara-san beckoned me with a serious look.

I was curious, so I followed her away from Yuria and Naitsu-san into a dark thicket.

“Wait, Serara-san. What’s going on?”

Suddenly, a soft wall of light appeared, trapping both of us inside a half-sphere barrier.

Outside sounds were cut off. Cold air mixed with the sweet scent of her incense and filled the enclosed space.

“I don’t want anyone else to touch my god.”

“Let me out.”

I pounded on the glowing wall and protested, but Serara-san pressed closer with a rapturous expression.

Her warm breath brushed against my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

“Aah, just the two of us. Your divine scent. I know I shouldn’t, but knowing I can’t makes me even more excited!”

“Y-You’re too close, Serara-san.”

She pressed her nose against my neck and chest, sniffing frantically like a wild puppy. Every time she inhaled, her soft lips brushed against my clothes, and I jerked in surprise.

“It’s okay as long as I don’t touch you directly, right?”

She twisted her own reasoning to suit herself, then began pressing and rubbing my chest and thighs over my clothes.

The heat of her body through her robes and the sticky movements of her fingers made my face burn. Her obsessive love had completely gone out of control.

“Haa, haa♡ I shouldn’t touch my god…. But your servant, Serara is a naughty girl. Please…”

Serara-san lifted her skirt and held the edge in her mouth.

W-what the. I could clearly see her pure white panties and her soft thighs.

“P-please, punish me♡”

Bang, bang.

At that moment, a huge crash came from outside the barrier.

Yuria and Naitsu-san had noticed I was trying to sneak away, and their eyes were wild as they pounded at the wall of light with all their strength.

“Tch.”

Serara-san clicked her tongue sharply while looking very annoyed, and she’s definitely not like a saint.

“Open this. Or I’ll use the same power that defeated the Demon King to turn this whole area to ashes!”

“Stop! Serara-san, Yuria, please.”

I yelled desperately, and Serara-san reluctantly lifted the barrier.

With an incredible rush, Naitsu-san and Yuria burst in and each grabbed me from either side.

A dizzying smell of girls hit me, different from Serara’s.

“You were scared of being trapped by that crazy woman, right? Maybe it’s better if you stay at the inn. Just the two of us.”

“That insane little brat did horrible things to you, didn’t she? My sweet little brother, I’ll take a bath with you alone and wash away all the dirt.”

It was a hellish scene, three people showed their overwhelming love and deadly intent at the same time.