While Ed was secretly firming his resolve alone in the dark forest prison, Lunaritia was also fighting her own battle within the settlement.
âHey! Enough! Enough already!â
In front of Lunaritia was a pile of dishes that was crowded with food. Most of it was meat. There were a variety of meats like rabbit and wild boar, but since they were all seasoned with the same strong sauce, to be honest, she was already tired of eating.
âHm? Really? But Lunaritia, youâre small. You wonât get stronger if you donât eat, right?â
âSmall⊠Well, I suppose Iâm small compared to DonatellaâŠâ
Turning a somewhat weary gaze at Donatella, who was calmly continuing to eat meat next to her, Lunaritia noticed that Donatella, who was a little taller than herself, was covered in muscles, and indeed she was more than twice the size of Lunaritia.
âBut being big doesnât necessarily mean being strong, and eating more doesnât make you stronger, right? I mean, if it was a matter of strength, I would lose, but if it came to a fight, Iâm stronger than you, you know?â
âHahahaha, is that so! Indeed, as expected of the Hero! Here, eat more!â
âNo, like I said, Iâm already good⊠ughâŠâ
Facing Donatella, who was laughing heartily and offering more meat at her provocative words, Lunaritia forced a thin smile with a troubled expression. Just looking at it was enough to give her heartburn, and if she ate any more, she felt like she might actually throw up.
âSo, anyway, about this Hero thing⊠Why am I a Hero?â
âHm? Lunaritia, donât you know youâre a Hero?â
âI donât know. The next thing I knew, I had appeared in this place and was being called that. I would appreciate it if you could explain it to me.â
Being separated from Ed, she wanted to gather information on her own. With this in mind, Lunaritia asked, and Donatella took another bite of her meat before speaking.
âMunch munch⊠then Iâll explain. Ten years ago, a black star fell to the east of the forest. The black star emits a black miasma. Touching it makes both humans and beasts violent. The black demon is very dangerous. We have been fighting it all this time.â
âOh, that must have been tough.â
âYes, it was tough. Thatâs why I wanted the power to defeat the black star. Then, five years ago, a shining star fell on me.â
âA star⊠fell on you?â
âYes. The shining star fell, and I woke up. The reason I couldnât beat the black star was because men are weak! So, I chased the men away. There are no more annoying men! We become strong! According to the oracle of the shining star, a hero has appeared! We are the strongest! Men are the weakest! Now we can beat the black star!â
âWait, wait a minute! I cannât follow the conversation, but why did it suddenly become a conversation about how weak men are?â
Suddenly leaping to a different topic, Lunaritia hurriedly asked Donatella. In response, Donatella frowned obviously, but explained the reason.
ââŠThe black star, it takes the form of a woman. With bouncy breasts and jiggly butt. Menâs gaze is glued there. Thatâs why men are useless!â
Lunaritia exclaimed in surprise at Donatella, who was biting into her meat in irritation.
(What, the Demon King here is a woman!?)
Until now, all the Demon Kings she had encountered were either genderless monsters or men. Since the original Demon King was Ed, Lunaritia had assumed that the Demon King would also be a man.
But upon thinking about it, it seemed much simpler for the Demon King to take the form of a woman rather than becoming a tree or a monster. She could imagine that, butâŠ
(A woman with Edâs faceâŠ?)
First, she vividly imagined Ed as he was, then tried to inflate his chest and butt. But that only resulted in a Ed with protruding parts, and she couldnât quite picture it.
âMen are dumb! Men are empty inside! As long as the chest and butt are big, thatâs good enough! Men are useless! Men are weak!â
ââMen are unnecessary! Men are the worst!ââ
At Donatellaâs words, the other women around them raised their voices in agreement. By the way, if size was the only consideration, Donatella was quite big in both respects. But that was due to her muscles, and if one were to speak of her feminine features, she would be about average or a little small.
âHero Lunaritia! Do you agree?â
âHuh!? Oh, yeah, sure.â
âIs that so! As I expected!â
Donatella, looking very pleased, pounded Lunaritiaâs back with hearty thumps. She had been thinking about something else and had answered in a hurry.
âLunaritia, your butt is quite big, but your breasts are small! I understand! You are like us! The best Hero!â
Even though she was being praised with a beaming smile, Lunaritia couldnât quite bring herself to feel happy about it. There was something unsatisfying about this situation, but there was no way she could voice this out in this place.
While enduring the feast where Donatella and her group drank and ate meat while shouting their grievances against men, Lunaritia was finally released when the moon was shining at its zenith.
âUgh, Iâm so tiredâŠâ
Her provided sleeping place was a small private room. As expected from a house in the humid rainforest, it was designed to let the air flow even if it blocked the view, so the sounds of insects chirping outside could be heard quite loudly.
â⊠I wonder how Ed is doing.â
From Donatella, Lunaritia had heard that Ed was in a prison on the outskirts of the village. The fact that Ed, who could escape if he tried, was staying quiet in there, paradoxically implied that he was safe and was staying there on his own volition.
(The black star is definitely the Demon King, right? I was surprised that it takes the form of a woman though⊠But what about the shining star? Is it the same thing as the extra thing that came with the Demon Kingâs power, as Ed said before? But, last time it was inside the Demon King, and this time itâs inside the HeroâŠ? I donât really understand.)
Lying on a mat woven from plants, Lunaritia starts to sort through the information sheâs gathered. She didnât have a chance today, but she wants to get in touch with Ed and exchange information as soon as possible.
Fortunately for them, they can communicate just by touching hands, even without exchanging words. However, given the atmosphere in this village, just staring silently at each other would likely draw criticism, so sheâd have to be careful.
(Anyway, I need to decide on a course of action. Itâs fine to cooperate with Donatella to defeat the Demon King, but should I prioritize reconciling with the men? But if I rush things, Donatella might become suspicious of me? Besides, I donât even know where the men who have disappeared are⊠Ah, if it was Ed, he could find them right away.)
While she can sense the presence of things around her using spirit magic, she certainly canât distinguish between male and female. Frustrated by this, she rolled around on the mat, and forced her eyelids shut.
(Haaa, itâs okay. I just need to do what I can do. First of all, I need to get along better with Donatella and gain her trust. And if we become friends, I might be able to change her stubborn dislike for men. Then, I can ask her to release Ed⊠and thenâŠ)
As Lunaritiaâs consciousness slowly drifts, a faint light gently rains down on her from nowhere.
âUgh⊠plump⊠bouncy⊠boing boingâŠâ
That night, Lunaritia was tormented by a mysterious nightmare. In it, she, who couldnât move inside a transparent cage, was forced to watch Ed, who was laughing and chasing after a busty woman, and slowly, her consciousness was painted white.
And the next day. The moment Lunaritia woke up, she went straight to the cage where Ed wasâŠ
âMen are the worst! Ed, you pervert!â
As Ed wore a confused expression, Lunaritia pointed her finger at him and loudly berated him.