Nathan stared at Velmora, who was smiling brightly in front of him. The tip of her snake tail twitched slightly, as if she had no idea her home was about to be cleared out.
Why is she smiling? Nathan frowned.
"Velmora..." Nathan swallowed. "Are you... okay with us clearing your home?"
Velmora nodded, still smiling—her face as innocent as a hungry kitten pretending everything’s fine.
"I can sleep somewhere else, hehehe..."
Guilt slowly settled in his chest. It felt like he had just become some evil capitalist who obtained land from the people for free—without even needing to wave around a predatory contract with tiny print.
She didn’t even ask for terms... she just handed everything over with a smile.
Nathan looked at Velmora, who had just signed a metaphorical predatory deal—with honest, wholehearted consent.
Then—system panel appeared again.
[Sort the Sapoa Trees! Separate the mature ones from the saplings!]
Nathan didn’t say much. The Monster Girls around him stared, waiting for orders.
[Uproot the Sapoa Trees. Pull them out completely—roots and all.]
Nathan exhaled. "Can I have the Axes back for a moment?"
Domina immediately hugged her axe like a plushie. Livia shook her head with a pout. Velmora stared into space.
"Relax... we’ll need them again later. But for now, it’s tree-yanking time."
The Monster Girls brightened up—like preschoolers who just found out they were going on a field trip to the zoo.
One by one, they returned the axes. Nathan recombined them into a single Imagery Axe, then dismissed it.
"Alright. Let’s begin..."
Domina hugged one of the Sapoa trees, giggling—and with a single pull—PLOP!—the tree popped out, dirt flying into the air.
Livia crouched down, assumed a sumo stance, gripped the tree trunk and—
Velmora wrapped her snake body around a tree, forming an upside-down bridge pose, and slowly pulled using her abs.
Her V-line glistened, her chest bounced downward—like two jellies jiggling gently as she pushed backward with her tail.
Nathan swallowed again.
But something felt off.
Validia—the one who should’ve been the strongest—wasn’t moving. She remained in her full Asian squat, her massive eyes fixed on Nathan.
"What should I do?" she asked.
Nathan raised an eyebrow.
"What should I do?" she repeated, her voice soft but firm. Like a grade schooler scared of messing up the group project.
She was too big. One wrong move, and she’d wipe out everything.
"Validia... help separate the old ones from the young ones," he said.
"So where do I put these?" she asked, lifting her clenched left hand—still holding a ridiculous number of Kralven logs like they were toothpicks.
"Hmm... over there for now!" Nathan pointed across the river.
She nodded, then gently set down the Kralven logs—ready to resume her duty as heavy machinery that didn’t need fuel, unlike real-world machines whose costs kept going up.
And with great care, she began scanning the trees—her eyes focused, her massive palm opening softly, as if each trunk was a precious baby that needed to be sorted with absolute tenderness.
Nathan glanced up at the sky... then looked down at himself.
As the only man here—and as The First Legendary Dick Holder—he felt a moral and aesthetic responsibility to not be outperformed by the sexy Monster Girls.
"As a man... I can’t lose to them," he muttered softly.
His hand clenched, and in an instant—
[Temporary Physical Enhancement – Activated!]
Veins subtly bulged along his arms, his breathing grew heavier, and his vision sharpened—like a typical Isekai protagonist who just realized the world is cruel after the usual plot beats: the death of a best friend, lover, people who treated him like a family, and sometimes with NTR shit in it.
The tree roots ahead looked even tougher.
Nathan approached a particularly large Sapoa tree—thick trunk, bulging roots, and moist earth surrounding it.
He bent his knees, wrapped his arms around the base, and—
Dirt burst into the air. The roots came out clean.
Nathan didn’t stop. He moved straight to the next.
One tree after another fell to his brute effort. Sweat trickled down his temples, but his eyes stayed sharp.
The system chimed again.
[Forest Clearance Progress: 1%]
Nathan stared at the panel for a moment... then turned his gaze toward the forest still looming before him.
It was the smile of a man who knew he was about to suffer—but also knew his suffering had a purpose. He stood tall, cock still restrained in his pants, silently admiring the jiggling breasts and swaying asses of the Monster Girls working with elegant, unpaid enthusiasm.
One by one, the trees were pulled out.
Dirt splashed into the air, and roots curled like giant worms being yanked from their cozy, muddy nests.
Nathan’s arms began to ache.
But his eyes—his eyes kept working.
Working very, very hard.
Domina pulled the next tree. This time, she bent over, pressing her chest against the trunk as she let out a soft sigh from the effort. Sweat clung to her caramel skin, making her back glisten like toasted bread fresh from the oven. Her breasts were squished against the wood—and Nathan could see, though he’d never admit it, that the tree was probably receiving an unfair blessing.
The tree came free. Dirt rained down.
On the other side, Livia laughed.
She crouched like a sprinter at the start line—except instead of running, she yanked out a sapoa tree like it was a light plastic bucket. Her stance displayed the curves of her ass with precision, and as she stood, her thighs flexed—carving lines like a wild forest goddess sculpted in living marble.
"Whew! So easy!" she said with a grin.
Easy for you, Nathan thought, because you don’t waste energy thinking.
She spun slowly, wrapping the base of a tree with her serpentine lower body. She coiled it gently, then arched backward—performing a kind of inverted bridge pose, the reptile edition, with human breasts.
Her V-line shimmered.
And as she pushed with her lower half, her breasts swayed toward the ground, swinging gently like twin drops of honey about to fall from the edge of a leaf. Her face showed no sign of strain—only pure, focused devotion and, somehow, a softness that didn’t belong in the middle of hard labor.
Nathan swallowed hard.
Validia was still squatting.
Her colossal folds, whether from wind or gravity, now hung even lower—calm, sacred, like a curtain of flesh too holy to touch. The center glistened slightly—maybe from humidity, or maybe from... remnants of yesterday. Validia’s eyes were locked forward. But every so often, she glanced at Nathan.
"I’m still here. And I’m really, really big."
Nathan took a long breath.
I’m working... for the earthling... for progress... for the sake of humanity not for pussy, he told himself.
But his eyes did not stop working.
He yanked out another tree—then glanced up. Domina’s breasts bounced as she stepped forward.
He yanked another—and saw Livia’s butt jiggle as she did a light hop.
Another—and Velmora adjusted her hair while still in her back-arching, jelly-bouncing position.
He was starting to forget the original mission.
[Forest Clearance Progress: 2%]
"Still a long way..."
Yet deep inside—deep in that untrained, primal part of him—he quietly hoped the job wouldn’t be finished too soon.
Soon after, Domina moved closer to a tree beside him.
Nathan had just pulled one out.
[Forest Clearance Progress: 10%]
"This panel keeps popping up," Nathan muttered.
Domina walked beside him.
"Nathan... this is kinda fun," she said softly.
The panel still floated in the air. Nathan glanced at it.
This panel just keeps appearing. Well, they didn’t even care when I used the Imagery Axe so— His thoughts froze.
Domina was staring at the panel.
Then she turned to Nathan.
"Why do you love making system panels appear so much?" she asked.
Nathan’s eyes widened.