"Are you really just dropping me here like this?"
"Yeah, sucks to be you."
Hans offhandedly comments as he hands out an extra suitcase for Jane to carry.
"A gift. This is why I have been busy for some time while training you. This will be your gear for a good couple of years. Maybe if you find something better, you can replace some parts. It is worth a lot, so you can auction the items that you plan on not using."
Jane is speechless.
Hans doesn't really care.
In the train station, the two wordlessly stare at each other. Hans has been training Jane intensely for a short time, and there has been progress. For one, Jane is gaining weight and muscles, and her tomboyish demeanor is becoming more pronounced because of this.
"Thank you." Jane finally breaks the silence between the two and rushes to Hans with a hug.
Hans did not reciprocate the gesture and simply raises his hands in passive disagreement with the invasion of space. In the end, he just lets Jane do what he wants.
"Thank you. I will be waiting for you at the academy." She seriously announces, and without turning back, she steps on the train and finds herself a seat from wherever that is.
When Hans finally loses sight of Jane Loweigh, he removes himself from the train station. He has a lot of things to do. That includes curing him of his broken state. He is a third-circle mage that can no longer advance, but there is always a way.
However, he has to steal another heroine's fortune in order for him to cure his current problem. To cure is an exaggeration, but Hans is in need of healing.
Since arriving in City Z, Hans has always been using the name Hans Niezta. It is his original name from his old world. This way, he will not violate his Geass and remain 'true' to himself.
In the next year, he plans on becoming strong. Too strong that the plot will no longer make him afraid. Well, that will be impossible, since at the core of his heart, he is immensely afraid of the plot. This is the reason why he is so crazy about trying to run away from it.
Selling another pair of Love Potions, and getting himself a new set of documents and his necessary baggage, Hans finally sets off to the sea. He did not ride any fancy cruise ship that has all kinds of amenities despite it being pocket-change to him for the fear of meeting a new character, but instead, he chooses to ride a fishing boat.
It is smelly, nasty, and cheap. Hans also chooses his travel gear wisely so that it must not be showy, and has to blend with the background easily. The captain of the boat is very accommodating to Hans. He better be, Hans is paying good money after all.
They say it is usually when a person starts getting confident that they get sloppy, but Hans won't let up. Before getting himself a deal with the captain of the fishing boat, Hans has long made his investigations of the boat. It is clear. There are no novel characters who might be coincidentally riding the boat.
Hans even went as far as purchasing the sole right of being the boat's passenger. Hans is all too happy and smiley as the fishing boat ignorantly sails to City F like a small fish to a shark's jaws.
"Fookin hell, wake up!"
So imagine Hans's surprise when he finds himself waking up at the shouting of an all-female crew.
Hans almost succeeds in throwing his first magic if not for the anti-magic cuffs first finding his wrists. His small embers of blue flames gathering in his palms get snuffed out to inexistences as a pirate gal drags him by the hair.
"Captain, there is a mage here! He almost blasted me' beautiful face."
"Bollocks," Hans curses his damned luck. "Unhand me, pirate!"
Always being in the wrong place at the right time, and Hans can never be just wrong.
"Tell me, pretty boy, are you a bounty hunter? Yay! Looks like we will have a feast for tonight! Kill the ugly ones! And go get em' all of fishes, I am craving for some fish tonight."
Red leotard, stereotypical pirate captain's hat, glorious cleavage, net stockings, and a dangerous curvy waist.
If Hans is any normal guy, he will definitely be sporting a boner anytime soon. But Hans is developing a sense of void mindlessness lately that he can now control his erection. That is not really the problem here.
He is about to be toyed with, used, and discarded. What is more cruel fate than that except death? Wait. He will die, right? Yes, Hans will die. That is what it means to be discarded in the ocean.
In the Pirate Captain's scarily spacious bed chamber lies the captain herself with plenty of her lackeys. All of them possess well-endowed proportions. Each pirate no longer has any clothes to them except the Pirate Captain who maintains a nightgown.
"Okay, girls. Go have fun. I will watch as always."
Fuck.
"W-wait… Will you guys please explain first? Why is the captain only watching?" Hans asks them though he already knows the answer, he needs to buy time. It is not like asking is lying, so he is not technically violating his Geass
Hans is bound on the rope and on a chair, one pirate gal is about to remove him from the chair and drag him to the bed, when he suddenly asks this question. The woman finding his question as a 'taboo' yanks the rope in his neck giving Hans a tightness of breath.
The Pirate Captain generously waves her hand allowing Hans to breathe as the woman holding him loosens the rope.
"My name is Hell and unfortunately, I cannot fuck you." Hella sweetly and sickly says to Hans imagining herself actually doing the deed. She is over twenty years old and is still young, yet Hella's libido is as harsh as it can be.
Being young doesn't help her on finding love.
"You see, one of my Geass restrictions is I have to remain a virgin or else I will die."
Hella is not the only character in the novel to have this Geass restriction. As someone among the few shitty characters from the novel, it is impossible for Hans not to remember her.
Life is so funny sometimes, and most often, people will find their past biting them from behind.
"Hey, so what? Did you become a pirate to touch yourself? Huh? So people remain a virgin if they just touch their self, huh? Why don't you try just scissoring your way with your babes?"
Hans painfully tries to recall that particular side story from the novel, but he is getting scraps. Hopefully, he can buy enough time until he thinks of a solution to his conundrum.
Hella shakes her head in amusement at Hans's snide remarks.
"No, it isn't something like that. Of course, I like touching myself, and it is among my only past times as a fugitive. But I didn't really become a pirate to justly 'touch' myself you know… Now, ladies, please fuck him roughly, will ya?"
"Ugh… I am starting to hate the F word…"