Steady clapping sounds.

Echoing through the vast, dimly lit room, swift, steady clapping sounds.

Moist squelch noises, languorous moans, and the squeak of a chair sliding bit by bit across the floor made it clear to anyone that what was happening here was nothing more than a sexy time. They hadn't wasted any time and got right into it.

"Eh. Given how tight you are, this really is your first time. Haha!"

"Ahnnn…~🎔"

"Geez... Girl, I like your style. You needed it bad," He amusedly sighed, looking at the back of her head, her blue hair moving up and down with each thrust. "Dressed up like a little slut, with your ass hanging out while wearing no panties and extra-short skirt as you practically clung to me... I'm sure you had this in mind from the start, right? I bet nobody ever had the gut to give it to you."

"Ahnn~🎔 Nnn…!"

"You're in luck, you know, I like lil' sluts like you."

Lowering his gaze to the goddess's bubbly ass, which he'd decided to hump, he ran his hand over her right cheek and gave it a spank that had her shaking and moaning.

A shudder went through her as he felt it under his fingers, his hand still resting on her buttock.

"Haha, what a bitch."

Her delicate body was far too sensitive for a brute like him to deal with her divine virginity, but he didn't give a fuck.

Since he couldn't complete his duty as a militiaman anymore because he got executed for his wartime wrongdoings—and as the goddess he fucked explained to him before—he couldn't choose to be reincarnated nor go to paradise or Valhalla because of all this.

Yeah? Well, then. He'd at least take a goddess's maidenhood and cum deep inside her womb to his heart's content before going down to hell.

Gripping her hips, the goddess's glutes squashed a little, becoming heart-shaped. Pulling her hips toward him, he thrust forward, cranking up the pace for both of them.

Her pussy was dripping love juice as her legs flinched so much that she had to use her chair to remain standing as her whole body quivered.

"Aaahh! OOooOOwaAhhh!~🎔"

"Fuck—! You're cumming way too easily." He sneered, giving her a good spank, making her ass wobble as her cunt clamped around his cock. "You're turning me on way too much, you know."

He'd never experienced a pussy like hers, snug and damp. She had a little something else. Probably the fact that it was a divine pussy. A goddess pussy was destined to be different, after all.

He was used to screwing quite a lot. Girls like bad boys, but it'd been a while since he'd enjoyed a proper lengthy lovemaking session, and with all that jumbled together, the urge to shoot his load inside her walls while her cervix kissed his cock was growing.

"Say, I'm about to cum soon, it's not a problem if I do it inside, right?"

"Aaahnn!~🎔"

"I think this means yes."

Dropping her upper body onto the chair before pulling her head back by the hair, he made her bend, arching her hips even more as she remained ass up while pounding her.

Her pussy wouldn't let go of his cock. Each time he jerked back to thrust again into her cunt, she gripped his dong, following his movement.

And in no time, the goddess's body shook and trembled all over as a jet stream came out of her pussy. She was squirting. Squirting hard.

"Iiiiiiihiiii!! Ooowh!~🎔 Aahnnn...~🎔"

"Uuff... You almost got me to cum here." He panted, giving her two spanks on the same cheek as it slowly reddened. "Must feel real fucking good for you if you cum like a broken faucet. It fits in with your theme since your name is Aqua, haha!"

"Uugh~🎔 Efr…" Struggling to speak, her legs wobbled, her eyes unfocused. "Ahh…"

"Hey, nonono, you don't go down now. I'm almost there."

Forcing her to stay still, he helped her stand upright and picked up the pace even more. His cock slammed in and out of her pussy with enough force to send a wobble down her buttocks each time.

Giving her some soft spanks, he was ready to ejaculate at any moment as she kept on climaxing despite not squirting anymore.

"Fuck! Take it, bitch!"

His climax reaching its peak, he gripped her hips firmly and gave brutal, animalistic hip thrusts as his jizz flooded the goddess's vaginal cavity. Entranced, she squirted again just as hard as before while he removed his dick from her violated twat.

Her legs, now free of his clutch, spasmed as she made involuntary movements, straightening and quivering them as a long, steady jet of love juice came out of her.

"Iiiiiiihiiiihiiii! WooOoOoo...!"

"Geez… Goddamn, girl. I'm happy you like a good fuck, but come on, you sound like a dying animal."

Her orgasm finally ending, she slumped down, limp, before resting her head and forearms on the chair, her eyes half-open, breathless.

"Pheew! It felt good. What d'you think, goddess?"

"Buuhh… Y-You brainless human…"

"Efran. You use my name, and I'll use yours." He mouthed, looking at her after coming closer. "Clean my dick, or I'm whipping everything on your clothes."

"Weee..." She whimpered with a pout and teary eyes. "Weeeee..."

"Aye, your clothes then."

"WEEEEE!"

Before he could walk another step, she moved toward him with an apprehensive look before placing her lips on his half-hard cock. Sticking her tongue out, she started licking his glans covered in sticky fluids, wrapping her lips around it, sucking and flicking her tongue over to clean every nook and cranny.

She halted and lapped up the rest of his cock with her tongue, making him hard again before she laid a warm smooch over the underside of his cock.

"I'm hard again now… Good job." He chuckled, not knowing if he should fuck her again. "You must really like it, huh?"

"N-Nyo..."

"Come on," He chuckled. "Say the truth."

"I-It…" She started sobbing like a troubled child once again, almost having a tantrum. "It makes me all tingly…"

"Oh, really? Haha! What's more?"

"H-Horny!" She cried, still pouting. "N-Now! Stop bullying me!"

"Haha! Perfect, as expected from the Squirt Goddess. Shower it with kisses, then."

"Umyu... N-Nyo... I don't wanna be the squirt goddess..."

"Stop the cute animal noises to try to coax me."

Sulking, she put her lips again on his dong and smooched his whole member—tender yet hot kisses full of longing. His very tip, the tiny space below his foreskin, the underside, everything. She planted a few kisses on his ballsack, sometimes sticking her tongue out to taste and lick it, her eyes seemingly enamored, lost in thought.

—Geez… I haven't seen a chick that much in need in my entire life—the perk of being a virgin goddess for eons, I suppose.

"One last smooch?"

Doing as she was told, she glided her lips along his shaft, her hot breath tickling him, and laid a soft lingering kiss upon his tip while placing a lock of her behind her ear.

Crouching in front of him, she moved her head back, embarrassed and flushed, putting her hands on either side of her face as if she didn't want to see if people were around.

"That was very cute." He puffed, grinning. "And hot."

"T-Thanks you... Now, p-please... W-What was your o-original wish?" She stuttered, flustered, and exhausted as her pussy still released some pussy juice squelch from the smooching session. "Y-You can take whatever you want... a-and leave..."

"Well," He muttered, taking her in his arms as she widened her eyes. "I'm gonna take you with me to this world you spoke about before we fucked. The one you said I couldn't go in 'cause I had to go to hell. It seems like a fun one."

"Y-Yes, but—"

"Shush. Just do your magic."

"Yes… Just… If you really take me with you... Please, don't abandon me…"

"Eh? Alright, alright, I won't."

"H-Here we go."

Soaring through the air, levitating, a blue beam of light grazed their skin and sent them skyward toward the darkness of its heavens. Grinning, Efran glanced at the goddess' weary face.

Looking down at her pussy, she was still dripping with love juice and cum. With how short and transparent her skirt was, hiding what had happened not even five minutes ago was… well, impossible. Someone looking at her crotch would just think she was nothing more than a cum bucket.

—Well, I guess she's not only that. She's a goddess, so she gets stronger if she has followers… She was also one the best Arch Priest in Konosuba… She might be useful.

From what he could remember, most of her stats were maxed out in the novel, except for Intellect and Luck, and she was also absurdly talented at holy magic. A talented healer who is strong against undead and demons. She has a good starting build. But she basically lacks a brain. In a way, it's better this way.

Sensing heavy drowsiness engulfing him, he could not keep his eyelids open and slowly drifted to sleep. His last thoughts raced as to whether he'd finally be able to achieve something exciting and valuable in this new life brand-new life made possible thanks to his dick—he who ought to have burned in hell.

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Returning to his senses, Efran felt the sun hitting on his closed eyelids.

A fresh breeze brushed against his hair as his eyes met the few cumulus clouds floating in the sky. He listened to the sound of a busy street and looked down. The whole street was crowded with people, mostly women, staring his way as he stood in the middle of a road where cars were at a standstill.

Surprised, he looked to see if it was because Aqua was clinging to him, but she was hiding her crotch, so it probably wasn't the case.

He was standing in the exact posture he had died in, i.e., with an axe in his right hand and a fire extinguisher in his left. His body seemed to be the same: same height, same fingers and little scars, same clothes as before he'd been shot.

His shirt was bloody and dripping with water since he'd pulled the fire alarm before attempting an all-out assault on an armed group of do-gooders.

Yet, even with a girl clinging to him, for most people, he just looked like a psychopath with a blood-stained axe standing still in the middle of a road.

"—You!" Cried a commanding and feminine voice. "Who are you? State your intentions!"

"…What now?" He grumbled, gazing at the woman as her two colleagues handcuffed a few girls behind her. "I'm Efran."

A young woman around twenty. Straw-blond hair, bob cut, indigo eyes, a streamlined body, a skin-tight... cosplay outfit?

A nice girl to look at. Small tits. But he's all for diversity. Large hips. And the most important part: a pretty face. That said, given her temperament, weapon, and ammunition, trying to be too friendly with her would be counter-productive. 

"Are you with them?!"

"—Shut up… I have a headache, goddamn it."

"Men really do like testing their luck… Listen, as a heroine of the outworld…" She grumbled, showing him a police insignia with her surname: Mrs. Bullet. Advancing toward him, she gazed at Aqua, her eyes widening slightly. "—! Mr. Efran… You have to answer my question. This is an order."

"Yeah, alright. Whatever."

"Did someone teleport you here to help these men?"

"So I just appeared like that in the middle of nowhere, huh…"

"Answer me. I'm running low on patience today. Don't make me lose more time than necessary."

"Nah, I don't know these guys. They could die before me, and I wouldn't even care." He chuckled after letting the fire extinguisher fall to the ground rubs his forehead. "Honestly, I don't even know what's happening."

"You don't know…?" She muttered, raising an eyebrow. "Then why are you armed and covered in blood? This is actually enough to put you under arrest."

"I saved this chick from a bunch of dudes who tried to rape her… And after that, I ended up here. Dunno how, dunno why."

"So it explains the..." Mrs. Bullet quietly exclaimed after looking again at Aqua's crotch, who buried her face even more in his chest, even more beet-red than before. "These fucking bastards... This stuff happens too much these days... At least she seems to trust you. You'll follow us to the precinct so you can lodge a complaint and receive an indemnity payment."

"Alright…"

"Coolpunch, take these two to the car and give the girl a tissue."

"Roger, boss! So! Big guy, follow me, come, come."

—They're superheroes. I'm quite sure they're from Ratatatat's doujins. Then, they're all pretty strong, huh?

Following the pumped-up girl who seemed to be as excited by some good action as he himself could sometimes be, he gazed at her ass, legs, and stomach. Nice.

—She's clearly lifting. Fit girl. Nice body, too. I like her vibe.

She looked a bit like X-23 from the X-men, also wearing tight black leather clothing, but apart from that, her demeanor and expressions were the opposite of the hero he knew from the Marvel comics.

This world was a hentaiverse. Aqua briefed him about it before they fucked, giving the ins and outs of a world like this. It was like a multi-fruit juice, a blend of different worlds born from people's lust and longing, meaning that doujins and eroge would be common, but, for example, anime characters who created lust on the internet could also be part of it.

He actually read a lot of doujin when he was on the battlefield and had to find something to jerk off to. So, now, given the potential of this kind of world, meeting an anime character like Nami, who would be a friend of Saki Yoshida, would be possible—if only Saki Yoshida knew how to make friends.

—Eh. That sounds fun to me. I would actually try to give the poor girl a nice life. The doujin was nothing more than shock value, so…

Now, thinking more clearly, what kind of bullshit talk was he going to give to the cops?

No ideas.

Aqua will come up with something, and he'll follow up on her bullshit… if she can even lie. Well, whatever, it can't be that bad, right?

Plus, given how much she was clinging to him, even if not for the same reason as before, she wouldn't go against him anytime soon. Especially since she asked him not to abandon her.

On the other hand, with his weapons confiscated for the time being and with the superheroine driving the car brutally and erratically, focusing on his thoughts was impossible.

At this point, survival was one of his worries.

"Naaah! Trying to carjack a civilian… while being on the highway…!" Coolpunch shouted, opening the window to stick out her head. Exiting the vehicle with only one foot on the steering wheel, she tapped on the window of the rogue driver whose passengers were busy tossing the vehicle's original driver out the rear door, only to have him caught by a winged heroine before he fell to the ground. "This is the superhero Coolpunch! Stop the vehicle! Now!"

Noticing that the car was accelerating, she frowned, spat on the ground, and punched the rogue vehicle, sending it flying like one of those old GTA 5 bugs while doing barrel rolls and backflips, going higher and higher, slowly decelerating.

"Here's JUSTICE, goddamnit," Coolpunch grumbled as she entered the car again. "Bitches never comply… Show 'em."

"Well, I respect that, but…" Efran chuckled, gazing back at the flying car that stopped its ascension. "Isn't it dangerous to send them flying like that?"

"Nah? Really, brother. You're either really stoned or uncultured. Any flying heroes can catch them up. Plus, I saw Crow just a second ago. Even some inworld adventurers could take care of that anytime soon—"

A thunderous noise jolted the ground as the car she had sent flying crashed a few meters behind them like a meteorite. Engine smoking, the car's sheet metal crumpled, and all the windows shattered. The female driver's head poked out through the windshield.

"FUCK! And there you have it..." Coolpunch lamented, punching the steering wheel, making it honk as the car suddenly jumped forward. "Now I'm the one who's going to be in trouble… Fuck this shit! Where's Crow, goddammit!?"

"Hahahaha!"

"Don't laugh, scumbag!" She yelled, frowning but starting to blush and turning toward him, not having a care in the world if she would hit another car. "I said: don't laugh! I'll punch you too…"

"Hahaha!"

Aqua was dead silent. Why wasn't she laughing? How could she? She was terrorized. Paralyzed. What in the world is happening? She could die anytime from the car hitting another car. And despite that, the cum that escaped from her cunt was now covering the car's back seat. Someone will have to clean this off, and… This is too much…

Her mouth was "undulating," trying to contain her yelps of pure fear with the same teary eyes as ever, paralyzed.

How had it come to this?

Yet, now, her cunt wanted to have his cock in her. Again. But she wasn't in love with him. Efran was a brute. She knew that much. She knew his sins. So…

How?

She was sure that he had no extraordinary power when they first did it. He was just really good at fucking. So, was she just a slut? Was her virginity vow sealed off her urges, and now… she was free? To imagine that he may have a superpower tied to sex and magical properties, as their last action before coming here was indulging in sex with a goddess… Wawawa.~ How could she deal with him?

"No… nono… Nooooo! WHYYYY?"

"Uh, Miss?" Coolpunch asked, raising an eyebrow, weirded out. "Are you alright behind? If you have period cramps, I have some whisky to numb the pain."

"N-No… H-Haha… Everything's alright, really…"

No. Everything wasn't really alright. What the heck is happening? What is this world? Why do most people here seem to be women? What in the fuck? This isn't alright. This isn't good. Something's not right.

—I wanna back home. I wanna back home. I wanna back home. I wanna back hoooomeee…

She could sense that her powers were still there, but… Now that she was made of flesh and not in godhood anymore, she lost most of her omniscience and some of the things that made her a real goddess… like her followers and her virginity.

Efran took some of her divinity with him when he ravished her. Sex was an exchange of energy and pleasure, not only a matter of flesh but also of the soul and the spirit.

The ethereal body thrives and shines when pleased.

Stressed and tired, Aqua fibbed to the cops before being thanked and praised for her courage in reporting her aggression to the two heroines who had attended to her: Mrs. Bullet and Coolpunch.

Efran also lied by stating the same thing as Aqua, and they were soon enough free to wander this new world.

"You." Halted Mrs. Bullet before Efran could step away, handing him off his axe and fire extinguisher. "I let it slide this time. We're the ones who weren't watchful enough to take down these monsters but don't forget that vigilantism is outlawed. If you want to become a hero, all you have to do is apply. But no vigilantism, alright?"

"'Kay." Efran agreed, knowing full well that he would not listen to that. "No vigilantism."

"Perfect. You should return home and rest, especially Miss Aqua."

"Y-Yeah… Hahaha…"

"Well, I wish you a safe recovery and a pleasant rest of the day." Mrs. Bullet smiled warmly as she took off her hat and bowed her head in apology. "Also, Miss Aqua, if you change your mind and decide to consult a therapist, don't hesitate to come back here."

Watching all of this, Efran couldn't help but chuckle. It was like everything was a dream, but even after pinching himself, nothing changed. This was his new reality. 

From a Serbian militiaman indulging in war crimes to a nobody in another world who had nothing to lose and everything to gain. All he had to do was climb the ladder.

"Well, off we go—"

"Waitwaitwait!" Coolpunch came back, running toward them like a maddened dog. "Ha! Haa~! I knew it!"

"Pff! Punch… Don't be… yourself too much when you're in there, you idiot." Mrs. Bullet chortled, closing her eyelid. "What's the problem?"

"Look AT that!"

The heroine showed her supervisor a poster of a missing person.

A name on it: Efran Winter.

A photo of a younger him, with a less shrewd look, shorter hair, and without the scar on the right side of his face. A few more of his personal information was stated on it, like what he wore the day of his disappearance, and a bounty of 2 Mercury Coins was to be given to anyone who found him.

The paper looked a tad old and yellowed. That said, the print was still crisp and clear.

"—! This is…"

"Yeah! One of the missing from the Great Pit!"

"How is that even…" Mrs. Bullet muttered, gazing back at Efran. "…Are you really Efran Winter?"

"That's me."

"How are you even alive!?"

"I just climbed the Great Pit with Aqua's help."

"You climbed the…" Bullet scoffed, putting a hand in front of her face. "No… We need proof. Even if we disclose this to our superiors, they'll tell us to provide evidence."

"The truth is, I don't remember much of what happened." Efran lied again, putting his hand on his chin. "It's like the magic coming from the Great Pit altered some of my memories."

"Peh! As expected from those inworld fuckers! Agartha, the Great, they said! MY ASS!! These bastards opened Pandora's box! A poisoned gift!"

"Well… on the brighter side, thanks to that, we also all have powers to defend the outworld from the monsters inside." Bullet sighed, putting her weapon on her office's table. "Mr. Winter, I remember your mother coming every week there when I was still a trainee… A mother always recognizes her child, right? She was really distraught. I bet she still is, so she won't believe what she'll hear. I need to find her info, but I'll call her, so stay here, alright?"

—I have... a mother in this world?