Vol 1 Chapter 13 – Much More Than You Think【Vol 1: Fox-Eared Older Sister – Milfy Arc】

That night—Milfy and I sat beside each other on the bed. I held a cup of tea she’d brewed for me.

“This is the one thing I’m actually good at,” Milfy said with a bashful smile.

As I took a sip, a delicate aroma and warmth spread through me, and the hazy feelings that had plagued me all day seemed to melt away.

“But… was it really okay? About our former companions, I mean. I’m still worried about them being cursed…”

Milfy placed her hand gently on my head.

“You’re a kind person, Theo. But it’s fine. There are other curse removers out there. Though I doubt they’ll work for free, especially for people outside their party.”

“Money… right. It must cost quite a bit since they’re not party members.”

“It does.”

She shrugged.

“But if they truly valued their comrades, they’d pay whatever it takes. —If they really cared, that is.”

There was a slight edge of sarcasm in her smile.

After a moment of hesitation, I brought up something that had been bothering me.

“Um, can I ask you something?”

“What?”

“Why did you choose me? There had to be other curse removers recommended through the guild, right?”

When I’d first removed her curse, Milfy said she didn’t want anyone but me. But I’d never understood why it had to be me.

Milfy stared at the ceiling for a while—then, as if surrendering, she finally spoke.

“The truth is… I’d seen you several times in the dungeon before.”

“Huh…?”

Her unexpected answer made me open my eyes wide.

“You were guiding your party away from suspicious treasure chests and traps. You were being careful not to get cursed, right?”

I was speechless. She was exactly right.

I’d always thought it was more important to avoid curses in the first place than to rely on removal afterward.

“You can’t detect the signs of a curse with just skill alone. You must have studied a lot. That’s amazing.”

“B-but the party members complained that I was being too paranoid and overly cautious…”

“And the moment they kicked you out, they got cursed. —In other words, you were protecting them.”

“Ah…”

Milfy smiled gently at my bewildered expression.

“Besides, I watched you carry supplies, maintain weapons, handle chores—you never cut corners on any of it. Even when you had nothing to do in battle, you desperately tried to find ways to help your comrades. I was drawn to that version of you.”

Something warm and tender spread through my chest.

My own comrades had never said anything like that to me. And yet someone as extraordinary as Milfy—someone far above my reach—had been watching me closely, even in those brief moments we passed each other.

Just knowing that was enough to save me.

“Believe in yourself, Theo. You’re a wonderful person. —Much more than you think you are.”

My vision blurred, and tears ran down my cheeks.

Milfy leaned in close and licked them away with a gentle lap.

“Wh-what…?!”

“Hehe. I drank your tears. Does that count as treatment too?”

She narrowed her eyes mischievously, looking genuinely delighted.

“Um, Milfy… are you in heat right now, by any chance…?”

“Who knows?”

She placed a finger to her lips.

“Hey. Between me in heat and me not in heat—which do you prefer, Theo?”

Strangely, I had no hesitation in answering.

“Both. Because either way, it’s still you, Milfy.”

For a moment, her eyes went wide. Then, as if all tension left her, her expression softened.

“You might be quite the ladies’ man, you know that?”

Our lips met slowly, drawn together from both sides. It was warm, sweet, and felt like my heart would melt away.

That night, we became one.

※※※

The next morning, the curse mark etched across Milfy’s stomach had completely vanished.

“…I’m so glad, Milfy.”

“Mm… mmm…!”

Milfy held the sheets to her chest, nodding repeatedly. Large tears streamed down her cheeks.

—The situation’s reversed from last night.

As I thought that, she suddenly threw her arms around me.

“Wha—?!”

Her bare, soft chest pressed against me without mercy, and my entire body went rigid. Still, I cautiously wrapped my arms around her back, and something warm and fuzzy bloomed in my heart.

So this is where my role ends…

Parting with Milfy would honestly be a little lonely. But there was also a deep satisfaction in having completed my job as a curse remover. Even someone like me, even with such a useless skill, had managed to help someone. The thought filled me with unexpected confidence.

I’ll need to find work starting tomorrow…

As I began thinking about what came next, Milfy gently pulled away and spoke hesitantly.

“…Um, Theo?”

“Yes?”

“This is really hard to say right after the treatment just finished, but…”

She chose her words carefully before continuing.

“Actually… when I went to that dungeon, there were some beast people friends with me… and they got hit with the same curse too.”

“…Huh?”

“If you’d be willing… could I ask you to treat them as well?”

I stood there stunned.

Wait… so that means…

It seemed my naughty curse removal life was far from over.

Vol 1 Chapter 14 – The Lowest Pervert Who Treats It as Therapy and Puts His Hands on Girls【Vol 2: The Cat-Eared Girl, Eclair】

The afternoon sun cast long shadows as a cool autumn breeze brushed my cheeks.

Milfy and I walked side by side down a path leading to the outskirts of the city.

Once we passed the main street, people became scarce and buildings grew sparse. The stone road gave way to dirt, and the atmosphere gradually became more peaceful and rural.

“So, these companions who got cursed… what kind of people are they?”

“They’re childhood friends from my village. I used to do dungeon exploration with them sometimes.”

“Huh… wait, I thought you were a solo player, Milfy?”

I’d never seen her partnered with anyone at the guild. Given her abilities, I’d assumed she didn’t need to be.

“That’s true, but these girls are special. Sometimes I’m asked to help when they tackle high-difficulty dungeons.”

“Ah, like a bodyguard, then?”

“More or less. But this time, I ended up causing them trouble. Getting caught by a trap like that… I was careless.”

Milfy lowered her gaze, clearly troubled. Her expression showed she felt responsible.

But that wasn’t something she could have helped. I’d never heard of a curse that only affected beast people, and those kinds of specialized traps were hard to detect with normal trap-finding skills.

“But Milfy, I have to ask—are you really sure about this? The treatment, I mean. You’re not pushing yourself, right?”

“Of course not. You’re doing this because I asked, and I’m grateful. If I can help, I’m happy.”

It was Milfy who’d given me confidence in the first place. If she was in trouble, there was no reason not to help.

Milfy smiled with relief and said, “Thank you.” But soon her expression clouded over slightly.

“There’s one other thing… a problem on their side, so to speak.”

“? Are the symptoms really that severe?”

“That too, but… well, you’ll understand when you meet her.”

It was rare for Milfy to be evasive like this. What could she mean?

“We’re here. This is the house.”

We came to a stop before a single-story house sitting solitary at the forest’s edge. It was a large wooden building with no other houses nearby—a secluded hideaway far from civilization.

Milfy stepped up to the door and knocked gently.

Knock, knock.

—But there was no answer.

“Hmm, no one home? I told them we were coming today…”

Even after knocking again, there was still no response.

“Sorry, Theo. Wait here a moment. I’ll check around back.”

“All right.”

I watched her disappear around the back of the house. Left alone, I took a sip of water from the canteen I’d brought and casually surveyed the surroundings.

There were no people or buildings in sight—only birdsong and the rustling of trees. Living in a place this isolated, cut off from human contact… what kind of person was Milfy’s friend?

Will I be doing intimate curse removal with her too…?

Unbidden, memories of my time with Milfy came flooding back. Being pushed up against in the middle of the day, being teased relentlessly outside, experiencing things that made my heart race. It was risky, yes—but every moment was thrilling, and I’d never felt happier in my life.

The thought that those days might happen again made me smile uncontrollably.

Hehe… I’m helpless.

I’m a man, after all. Most of me genuinely wanted to be useful—but if I’m being honest, about half my eagerness came from anticipation.

Will she attack me like that too…?

I was entertaining such improper thoughts when—

Suddenly, my vision went dark.

“Huh?”

I looked up to see a black shadow dropping from the roof.

“DIE!!”

A sharp cry echoed out, and something gleamed—

“Whoa—?!”

I twisted my body on instinct. An instant later, something grazed my chest—

RIIIP!

My clothes tore open, and my shirt came undone across the front.

“Wh-what—?!”

The shadow landed silently and rose slowly from a kneeling position.

“…Tch.”

With a click of her tongue, she raised her face, and her true form was revealed.

—It was a girl.

She looked about my age. Her bluish-black hair reached her shoulders and was tied in high twin ponytails on both sides. Her large eyes, the same color as her hair, were pointed upward in an intimidating glare directed straight at me.

But what really caught my attention was what grew from her head—cat ears and a long tail standing rigidly upright.

A… a cat beast person?

CLICK!

When she raised her right hand, sharp claws extended from her smooth, white fingers, glinting in the sunlight. Those were definitely what had attacked me a moment ago.

The cat-eared girl hurled her words at me with killing intent.

“So you had the nerve to show your face after all, you scumbag. I’ll tear you into eight pieces like you deserve.”

“Huh? W-wait! I think you’ve got me confused with someone else!”

“Shut up! Just die silently!!”

Without any room for discussion, she lunged at me. Her sharp claws raced toward my face.

This is actual violence! I’m actually being attacked!

The moment I squeezed my eyes shut—

CLANG!!

Her attack was stopped right in front of me.

“What are you doing, Éclair!”

Milfy was gripping the girl’s wrist, holding her back.

“Mil-sis…!”

“How many times do I have to tell you? This boy is trustworthy—he’s a good person!”

But the girl’s rage only burned brighter at those words.

“Don’t be ridiculous! How is he trustworthy?! He’s the lowest kind of pervert—treating it as therapy while putting his hands on girls!”

…She was saying something absolutely outrageous.

Wait—this girl is Milfy’s friend?!

Which means… I’m going to have to cure her?

This is… this is way too scary…!