Post Dungeon Dating

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted with a lovely set of breasts, though not the ones I was expecting to see.

The entire group that had gone into the dungeon were now splayed out on the floor above ground. It seemed we were all eaten by the floor during whatever we were doing and spat out from the dungeon at the same time. There was some announcement about Megumin that I missed while Aqua and I were in the tentacles… and considering she’s the only one of us still clothed right now, it’s safe to assume she won.

And I do mean the only one. Naked women completely surrounded us. It was clear we’d all been interrupted during some hot and heavy scenes, interrupted from our fun and now awkwardly surrounded by our shame.

The atmosphere was tense. Everyone just stared with bright faces at their classmates and fellow villagers surrounding them. One girl with animal ears awkwardly removed her face from another’s crotch. A surprisingly familiar cock hung from another’s legs as she ejected herself from a middle-aged baker woman.

Though the main problem? It wasn’t just the women…

Perhaps a rather shocking revelation was seeing a lot of men’s penises surrounding us. It seemed that there was a LOT of jerking off while we were getting erotic down in the dungeon, the screens above us showing the now empty rooms we’d just been in. Many of the men seemed rather happy, dopey expressions with drool covered lips, even if they had run out of steam from wanking.

It led to a thoroughly cumbersome atmosphere as we all sat around coming down from our sexual highs.

“DON’T LOOK AT ME!”

With a heavy stamp, twas Musume whomst be the first to leave. Those magnificent breasts I’d gotten the best look at jumping around in her shameful escape. She only paused when a dildo fell out of her, an embarrassed chill running through her before running out the exit.

In her escape, she nearly knocked over an entering Kazuma and Saikomiko, who only just dodged the Demon Daughter.

Then they both stepped through, just as naked as the rest of us, as all the Crimson Demons stared at him.

“...um… congratulations, Yunyun?”

“Yes! Congratulations, YUNYUN!”

The clothed crowd erupted around us. Cheers and hollers for their new chief, I could feel the happiness as she beamed and waved back at her fellow village goers. All notions of their own attempts to claim the title forgotten, now was the time for celebration!

After a quick chase to get the freaked out Musume back, we’d all returned to get clothed up and exited the dungeon. It was evening now, the night sky a royal violet, only interrupted by beams of vibrant orange from the sun’s last breaths. The beautiful sky was only a pale afterthought compared to the wondrous colours of the festival.

To celebrate their new chief, the whole village was illuminated in magnanimous splendour. All the preparations we’d seen going on before we entered the village were now on full display, so many lights and colourful flags, with food stalls, game stalls, merchandise, and more. The Crimson Demons always knew to go above and beyond in everything they do, and this festival was no different.

Right now, the whole town had gathered around the stage. An elder of the village, hunched over geriatric in a loose, auburn hooded robe, waved his arms about while performing the (I assume) ritual to make Yunyun chief.

“Woo! Yunyun! Proud of you!”

“Hooray for our lonely girl!”

“I respect your ability now, young human I was intimate with.”

“My rival is chief now! I’m basically the rival to the whole village!”

“Take it off!”

This and more cheers eventually petered out as the old man’s arms seemingly finished their job.

“Now that the dern fly has gone, I can finally make you the dern chief.” He nodded happily with a withered voice, “Hang your boots up a secnd, wazzn’t there a dern second one o’ ya?!”

“Um, yes, I thi-”

“SPEAK UP! I can’t hear ya!”

The chief squeaked in surprise at the old man’s booming voice, “Y-YES! There was!”

“Ehh, I thought so. You can’t slap the wool over my eyes! Best dern eyes in the whooole Crimson Demons they used to say. Where’s the dern other then?”

“Here I am…”

Plodding sad feet up onto the stage, Bukkororii was very disheartened compared to his earlier showboating. His eyes seemed empty of meaning. His shoulders impossible to raise. Each step towards the pair just echoing through the silent festival before the neet finally stood opposite Yunyun.

I never did figure out a way to stop this. It sucks the normality earrings wouldn’t work either… at least Yunyun is part of our harem, so maybe I can change things when all eyes aren’t on them?

“What’s with his long dern face then? Reminds me of my wife when she was about to marry me! Ha!”

Bukkororii did not smile, nor raise his head, he just let a long sigh escape his deflating sense of self. “Sokettooooo… sullied by that horrible outsider…” He whimpered under his breath, “I would have treated you so much better, Soketto… letting you admire me for hours, smelling your hair while you worked, not treating you like some mindless sex object…”

His mumbling was quite antithetical to the mood of the festival. Most were just whispering various digs at the sour manchild they were apparently going to be following for the next ten years.

“I’m to wed ya then? Two dern chiefs for the village?”

It was clear from Yunyun’s face that she really didn’t want to, but had no say in the matter. Cursed by tradition to follow her people’s will, and since a man and a woman won the two halves, they were to marry. A united front of their strongest warriors.

Finally lifting his head, Bukkororii admired his soon-to-be wife. A perverse grin taking over as his stance lost its outward sadness. “Hmm, actually maybe this won’t be so bad.” He smirked, making most women’s spines in the crowd shiver in horror. Eyes locked tightly on her chest, the approach to Yunyun’s location was creepy enough to even make me uncomfortable.

“You’ll make a good… consolation prize.”

THOOM!

All eyes turned to the burly man behind the group, who had just slammed a staff so strongly that the loud noise was enough to rattle the nearby roof tiles.

"A CONSOLATION PRIZE?! I SAY TO THEE: NAY!"

Rushing from the back of the crowd, Yunyun's dad burst out into an immediate sprint. Charging the stage with the fierce determination of a virgin bull towards the last cow in existence.

Bukkuroni had thought the reaction was that of acceptance from a new father-in-law, perhaps the most surprised of the village when a shoulder slammed into his chest and sent him tumbling to the floor.

"No way in HELL am I letting this freakish little NEET marry my little girl!"

Rubbing his bruised chest, the man just whined from the floor. “But future-father-in-law!”

Without hesitating, the burly chief grabbed the belt and scarf of his new greatest enemy and lifted him right above his head, tearing what few chest hairs Bukkoroni had out of his chest. After a few spins for good measure, the righteous chief threw the flailing body into the crowd, that opened its maw to let him crash to the muddy floor.

“Ha! I’m enjoying the ceremony immensely!” Musume clapped above the shocked gasps around her.

Bukkuroni’s presumably **** head was still buried in the ground as Yunyun’s dad gave his victory speech, "Even if I was dead, any self-respecting father would crawl out of hell itself to make sure his daughter didn't get touched by some perverted little FREAK! I'm still the GODDAMN chief, and I declare Bukkuroni a THOUSAND percent disqualified! End of discussion! No one may revoke my decision, or I'll break their knees with an iron bar! GOT IT!?"

The whole village nodded at once.

“GOOD! Now, let’s begin the celebration for your new future chief: My Amazing Daughter!”

Most people began to ignore Bukkuroni’s body immediately. Only Musume seemed intrigued by something, but I wasn’t going to interrupt the ceremony to ask what. Especially as calls for ‘speech’ were being thrown around.

“Th-thanks, dad, (seriously, thank you!)” She whispered while quickly hugging his side, “B-but I really have to thank everyone!” exclaimed Yunyun with a big beaming smile, “I know it’s been a long road for me to get here… I realise now you all challenged me at the end to make sure I could become the best chief I could be!” I could definitely spy some awkward and guilty faces avoiding eye contact with the new chief now, “I know my dad is a few years away from full retirement, so when that day comes I’ll be ready to take his place to ensure everyone is safe and happy here!”

A warm and fuzzy feeling of hope did seem to wash over the crowd. I couldn’t help but feel proud of her, a sentiment I probably shared with a lot of people here.

“Um, s-so I thought while I was speaking, I should go over a few new ideas about how we should tax-”

“Let’s par~tay~!” Yelled her father abruptly.

With one final cheer, the crowd erupted in climactic approval. Party poppers were popped, confetti swarmed the stage like the colourful cloud of flying Lima beans we took down a few weeks ago, and all while Yunyun stared with a blank face at the abrupt halting of her speech. Not helped when the crowd dispersed immediately, spreading out to the festival, leaving only her on stage, the five of us in the empty space in front of the stage, and Bukkuroni’s legs.

“This village never fails to be a bastion of jerks when it wants to be,” Kazuma sighed with a shrug, “Oh well. This is still a mission accomplished in my book. Who wants to enjoy the festival while we’re here?”

It was a wonderful night to enjoy. We’d shared some dinner, enjoying a nice takoyaki set between the six of us, then a bowl of yakisoba to fill ourselves up from such a tiring day.

In general the vibe of the group was quite subdued, I assume because of how long the day was. A frustrated looking Megumin stayed quite quiet, attempting only to really strike up conversations to Musume, though, she was talking mostly to Yunyun, who she’d apparently bonded with during the dungeon. Aqua also just kept trying to snuggle with either me or Kazuma, getting us to ‘give her a really tight hug’ at most opportunities.

By the time we’d finished eating, the festival was in full swing.

It wasn’t just Crimson Demons here anymore. The crowds had increased rapidly as other villages and capitol folk had travelled in to enjoy the festivities.

We could only speak to them briefly, but we ran into a few friends around as we explored the booths as well.

The Axel Hearts had arrived in disguises, trying to hide from any fans as they enjoyed the festival as a new trio of girlfriends. Chris was in a yukata, helping Amy take Mia around the various food stalls. Luminara was still in her Snakery Bakery booth, accompanied by a cooking Fafy and the ever sleepy Svobena wearing a sign to guide people. The other monster girls were also around, blending in so seamlessly to the crowd you’d be shocked to hear there were tensions around their citizenship (I did add a normality that no one was to be rude to their presence here today). We also saw Dust and his party gambling at the blackjack booth, much to Rin’s disappointment. And I was surprised to be jealous of seeing a very lucky Mitsurugi, who had apparently been collared and leashed by Karen following his defeat at our hands.

All of them offered their congratulations to Yunyun, who was quickly becoming the star of the night.

Which only seemed to aggravate Megumin more.

Currently, most of our party was all split up around the festival. I could see Kazuma was showing Musume how to use a toy rifle, Aqua was eating some shaved ice while sitting in Bova’s lap on a bench, and Yunyun was getting praised by a few succubae who were wearing yukata and Vanir masks.

The little wizard, crossed arms and frowning at nothing in particular, had refused to engage with the party around her for about thirty minutes now. Instead, just sitting on the only part of the bench that Bova hadn’t taken up.

Something I wanted desperately to change.

“Um, hey!” I began, making her slowly turn and raise her eyebrow at me, “W-wanna play a carnival game with me?”

“Not really…” She admitted with a shrug, “You’ve never really been a good challenge for these things. Your aim sucks, remember?”

Yeah, it did, she got me there, “Well… we can still play something for fun! Something quick… like this one!” I quickly grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the nearby ball bouncing booth. A game where you chucked the item down at the table in front of you to hope it rebounds and lands inside a singular red coloured hole, with many white holes around it that would give no points, “See? I can’t do that bad here! It’s all luck based, so-”

My first throw missed the table completely. Plus, with my strength, it created a small earthquake and dug a hole deep into the ground, further than my arm could reach.

“U-um…” I mumbled awkwardly as the surrounding demons all stared at me, “D-do you want a turn now, Megumin?”

The archwizard just rolled her eyes at me, taking one of the other balls and giving a single noncommittal throw, “There, thrown, later.”

“Ohh! Very close, missy!” remarked the owner. Her ball had indeed landed only one space away from the red one. “If ya try again, it may get the big prize!”

“Did you hear that, Megumin? You might win if you keep at it!”

Her face seemed to get only more rage filled, “I’m obviously not going to do that, these things are designed to waste your time. I should know, I helped Mikkadoola here come up with it.” The carnival barker just scratched behind his head sheepishly. “The prizes probably aren’t even worth it anyway.”

Her frustration was so palpable, anger with no identifiable source, it felt like it was spreading to me just through my inability to help calm it. But I had to keep a level head, “Well, what about the memories we form by being together?”

My sincere answer did seem to lessen her rage, but only for a moment, as her snarling teeth returned even fiercer than before… only to give up completely with a relenting sigh.

“...I’m just gonna go home.”

“W-what?” I asked, stunned by her sudden passiveness, “Do you mean the mansion?”

Megumin didn’t even turn back, “No. My home.”

I swallowed a hard lump in my throat.

She knew what her words meant. The accusation of distrust and severed bonds she threw just by saying it. Maybe it was because I’d inadvertently overheard her plans that made it sting, but I couldn’t… I couldn’t just do nothing, could I?

“T-then…”

I stammered, watching her take another step away from me, feeling like I was losing her in real time the less I spoke… only one final gambit idea left to play.

“Then it sounds like I win.”

“...”

That stopped her. If there was one thing you could count on in life, it was that Megumin hated to lose.

“Yeah? So what. It’s a dumb game anyway.”

“We both know I’m not talking about the game.” I replied in a serious voice, much to Mikkadoola’s annoyance.

She turned now, terrifying red eyes fierce once more. Why did I stop her again?

“What did you say to me?”

“You would have done the same if I’d left.” I responded, trying to stay strong like the tank I was. “And the Megumin I know would be doing more to get him back now. Yet you’re letting me win? ME?!” I gestured to all of myself for emphasis.

Her tongue clicked in annoyance, “You don’t have to point out your taller and curvier body. I’m well aware of his tastes and preferences.”

“What are you talking about?! Guys don’t want women stronger or taller than them, they don’t want to feel emasculated! They want to protect the girls they carry on their back every day for a year!” I yelled back at her, emotions getting the better of me, I would have noticed the small gathering of Crimson Demons starting to surround us. “I’m not exactly prime meat anyway! I’m such a mess, I can’t even throw a ball at a table!”

“Yeah, well, you won!” She barked back, “Games over, Darkness!”

Kazuma, who had apparently been drawn over to our argument, suddenly stepped between us, “That’s right, games over, ladies. Let’s all take a deep-”

“How can you say that?! You’d normally try harder than THIS!”

“Who cares what I do?! You and the whole world just want to be perverts, why should what I do matter?!”

“Because I want you to be happy too!”

“I’m trying to be! It starts with me leaving!”

“No! You have to be happy with us!”

“That’s selfish!”

“I know! But what else am I supposed to do?!”

“Calm down?”

“Shut up, Kazuma!” We both barked. He quickly raised his palms to cover his vital organs.

Our eyes quickly locked back on each other, “If you want to take the coward's way out and run away with your tail between your legs, then be my guest!”

“I guess I’ll be leaving him in good hands then. Seems all Kazuma wanted in the end was a degenerate slut!”

“A slut that still managed to beat you!”

“GRAH!”

“Erhem.”

Our attention was suddenly drawn away from our imminent physical altercation by a man in an indigo suit standing next to us. He seemed rather tightly wound, an immaculately combed over hairdo, a moustache thinner than the wry frown made from his lips, and a single blue letter with the royal seal held out for us in front of him.

“A letter for the current guardians of a Ms. Musume Demon Queen.”

“R-right…” I mumbled, feeling very awkward that I’d just called myself a slut in front of him, “Thanks.”

“Good day.” He nodded and walked away immediately.

Most of the audience, after a few moans that there was no slap-up, scattered to the festival once more. Leaving me to open the letter as Musume walked over and joined us. “What does it say?”

After a quick read, I contemplated not telling her.

“He didn’t show up to my fake funeral, did he?” She asked, with such genuine sadness, that it would be even harder lying to her. With a nod the grip around her arms tightened. “Okay. My father’s dead. I suppose you can all celebrate the **** of the Demon King now…”

We all stayed quiet, feeling unsure of what to say or do now. Though I was glad that Aqua hadn’t approached, as I fear she would be cheering despite the awkward vibes.

Musume sighed, “I won’t run away, but I think I’d like to be alone for a while.”

“Absolutely, you go right ahead.”

And with that, the daughter of evil sadly walked away from the festivities. Heading down the village path, with no clear goal but the quietest place she could find in mind.

Maybe it was seeing her be so sad just now, or the mention of the **** of a loved one, but those sorts of moments really do sober you up to how silly you were moments prior. “Um, Megumin? I’m so-”

“Let’s settle this in the forest.”

Her eyes were still locked on Musume’s disappearing form, but I guess she took a completely different lesson to heart. I gulped, feeling an overwhelming threat from her stance and words. The final fight I’d feared would happen as soon as she’d arrived home now lurching quickly towards me.

With an annoyed grumble, my boyfriend placed his hand on her shoulder, “Oi, don’t you think you two could give it a rest for one ni-”

“Kazuma, it’s okay.” I reassured, taking his hand from her shoulder and holding it tightly in mine. “I want to settle this too.”

He seemed unconvinced, “She’s going to use Explosion on you.”

“If that’s what it takes, then so be it. Perhaps we both need to get it out of our systems.”

There was a long pause, probably trying to gauge how much of my words were genuine and how much was the horny girl he used to know who just wanted to take massive damage. I think I hid the latter part of my feelings well, as he relented with a sigh. “Fine. Go punch by the river, you hot-headed anime boys.”

A chuckled, gave him a little peck on the cheek, then said, “I have no idea what that means.” Before beginning my walk into the forest.

Before Megumin left after the blonde, she had one last thing to say to Kazuma. “And here I thought you said that Darkness was too ‘freaky’ for you.”

Kazuma felt a little guilty, pressing his fingers together awkwardly trying to think of what to say, “Well, yeah, but… we were broken up and she was throwing herself at me… I only have so much willpower okay?!”

He yelled while Megumin’s eyes stayed low and unblinking, defusing his rage instantly. Kazuma’s shoulders slumped, knowing he shouldn’t leave it like that.

“Look… you know how weird Darkness’ daydreams can get. Back then, I was worried she’d start tying me up and shoving stuff into my ass, else I would be dumped for not being ‘kinky’ enough. Either that or I’d end up dumping her because I wouldn’t be able to keep up with her libido. But, after deciding to bite the apple at least once… turns out we’re far more compatible than I first thought.” He sighed, Megumin’s eyes changing from unimpressed to an eyebrow raised, “Turns out her daydreams were actually a cry for help from an intensely horny girl. Lalatina is much more of a sweetheart than she wants you to know, certainly more than I gave her credit for. And I can’t help but feel wrapped up in happiness when we get in bed together. All the kinky stuff just melts away when she secretly just wants hugs and kisses…and the occasional slap on the ass.”

After hearing his words, she seemed satisfied enough to finally follow after Darkness, “Alright, fair enough. Thanks for being honest at least. I’ll… try to keep it in mind I guess.”

Our walk had been in pure silence. I was following her, as Megumin knew the layout of the land so much better. It would be a perfect place to bury my body…

No! I shouldn’t be thinking like that…

Had her Explosions gotten too much for me to handle? It had been a few months since the last time she hit me with one, and back then it had knocked me **** for a few minutes. Maybe she’d been training this last week to pour even more skill points into her Explosion Magic.

We finally reached an open field. The battlefield of our hearts would finally all be uncovered here. I’d need all my cunning and wits if I was going to survive whatever Megumin had prepared for me.

The silence was finally broken by her, though not with a rage filled rant that I was expecting, but with a sad stare off into the distance.

“I’m not sure why but… I wanted to tell you first that I’m having thoughts about leaving the group.”

“...oh.”

I really have to learn to stop underestimating Megumin. Here I thought she would have taken me all the way out here to kill me. But no, she took the mature route and is trying to talk to me about this, all while I tried to get her to stay without respecting her feelings. Yet another reason why I’m the worst…

“Musume has offered me a place as a general of her new army.” She continued, “Megumin: Crimson Demon General and Master of Explosion Magic! Has a nice ring to it, right?”

For all her honesty, I could tell that she wasn’t as into the idea as she wanted to be. Her smile wasn’t full, her oomph not present. If, for only one reason, Megumin was telling me rather than just doing whatever she wanted.

“There isn’t going to be any murdering, before you go nagging me about ‘ethics’. I didn’t even have to ask, it seems she really is trying to dedicate her new role to peace but wants some strong generals, so the humans don’t walk all over her.”

I nodded, respecting Musume’s decisions, “I can certainly see why she’d do that. I hope she succeeds.”

“Same…”

She trailed off, and we stared at the open field for just a few moments more before my heart came clean. “But… I don’t want you to go, Megumin.”

“Even after that big fight… yeah, thought you’d say that…” The girl smiled only with her mouth, “Look, you should’ve thought of that before you started a new life as soon as I left. Would you have stayed if Kazuma and I had remained together?”

Oof. I couldn’t even tell if that jab was intentional or not.

“I… I don’t know. My mind kept separating the issues. We would stay as a party forever, and I’d just have to find a way to lock my feelings for Kazuma away forever as well…I guess.”

A frustrated sigh escaped her lips, “Well, I can’t do that. Nor do I like torturing myself as much as some of us. Even if it was just a simple ‘you win Kazuma’ thing, me and him aren’t talking very much… how can we stay as a party like that?”

Begrudgingly, I nodded, knowing the two had indeed been at each other’s throats a lot recently… and it also didn’t sit right with me. “It may be too little too late, but… do you mind if I try and help repair your friendship?” Her mouth opened to protest before I raised my hand quickly, “This isn’t a trick, I don’t want you to stay if you’re unhappy, but I also don’t want you to leave with any regrets. You and Kazuma should definitely become at least friends again before you leave.”

She raised her eyebrow at me, “...if it means THAT much to you…”

“Thanks, um…” I had begun with a smile, but realised my first hurdle was already a tricky one to make me lose it. “Okay, this won’t happen unless we rip off the proverbial bandage. How did you two break up?”

Her face was frustrated again, though now a little bit of an embarrassed blush was peeking through her cracks, “...he… he made… gah! You’re gonna find it stupid!”

“I won’t! I promise I won’t!”

She was fighting it, kicking leaves into the dark forest, lashing out physically while her internal emotions fought a losing war. Eventually the battlefield settled, and in the aftermath were five words. “...he made my Explosions bad.”

…

A pause occurred as I tried my best to comprehend what she was saying. I deeply, truly tried to understand… but I just couldn’t…

“Uh…pardon?”

Taking my confusion immediately negatively, Megumin went on the defence and pointed her finger at my face.

“Now listen here, Lalatina! Explosions are very personal to me! They are the reason that I live, they are my way of life, some would say they are why I am on this planet to begin with!” I never knew how such a slim girl can make her angry finger pokes to my chest hurt me through all my defence, but Megumin always has surprises up her sleeve. “Everyone knows I cast Explosion Magic every day. I need to cast it every day. I know the exact feeling I have before, during, and after an Explosion…” She trailed off looking down to the ground, “...but a few months after I started dating Kazuma, they started feeling… different, somehow. Weird and wrong. But I don’t know why.”

I took a moment to process the information, not wanting to set off her radical rage again, “...okay. So you know that he’s done something to change your Explosions? Like, a spell or something?”

“Maybe.”

“Maybe?”

Her foot thumped in annoyance while her arms were crossed, “Okay, fine! So I don’t know a THOUSAND percent that he’s responsible, but he must be the reason! It only happened after we started dating so it has to be his fault! Kazuma must at least know WHY it changed, right?! The creep must be messing with me to…I dunno, keep me dependent on him! He keeps insisting that he didn’t do anything, and I can’t work out why he’s lying!”

This was bad. Whenever Megumin believes she has the answer to something, it’s nigh impossible to get her to change her mind. She can be very stubborn when no other viable alternatives appear. So I had to be careful here, perhaps take it slow, “Look, we’re out in this nice field, so why don’t you just… show me an Explosion? I assumed you were taking me out here for one. That way I can see if there’s anything physically wrong.”

“You think he’s changed my body somehow?!”

“No, NO! But I won’t know for certain until I check your Explosion, right? Maybe you’re right and there was an unfortunate curse laid upon you. Or maybe Kazuma used a magic item from Wiz’s shop that he wasn't supposed to?”

She tapped her chin, face unsure but willing to think about it, “Okay, maybe it wouldn’t hurt. I haven’t really let one off since this morning… and that dungeon really made me itchy to let one loose.” Megumin quickly agreed and began chanting her usual diatribe before her Explosion, aiming for the big open grass patch while runes began floating around her.

I had no idea if this was the right answer or not. But, for once, this muscle-headed Crusader actually had an idea.

An idea that had been stewing in my head for a while, actually, but could potentially be the reason why Kazuma and Megumin have been fighting. It could very well be the explanation for everything, and may be enough to get her to stay in my life longer.

“EXPLOSION!”

It was an amazing sight. One that shook me to my core.

But I wasn’t looking at the Explosion.

Before she could hit the ground due to her collapsing noodle legs, I grabbed the wizard girl and spun her around to examine her face.

“AH!” She yelped in surprise. “W-What is it?! You startled me!”

My mind ignored her words to study every detail.

Dilated pupils.

Crimson blush, extending all the way to the ears.

Panting mouth with included drool.

Quivering at my mere touch, clearly an overly sensitive body.

And most of all… a very distinct smell.

“Megumin,” I said intensely, “Do you have an orgasm whenever you use Explosion Magic?”

“...”

“...”

“EHHHH!!??!?!?”