Rimuru X Benimaru Novels & Stories

After a while, they're finished killing the monsters. Ramius - Un. Having any issues, Gurigura? If you're finding it hard to move, I can slow down for you. Gurigura - Nope, I'm fine. But you're pretty tough, Ramius-nee. Ramius - Yes, I can block just about any attack. Gurigura - Yep, you must be tough cause your boobs are so big, maybe. Riche - Well, all that fat might help stop a fatal wound. Riche - Wh-What? Why are you ogling my chest now?

Again, a look of satisfaction spread across Kenji’s face. Though it had been Ryu’s idea to bring Murakami to the house, seeing Kenji’s bloodthirsty demeanor made Ryu feel evil. With his kimono still untied and fluttering at his side—revealing his muscular body—Kenji looked like a large predator bird, ready to tear Murakami to pieces. Murakami let out a squeak like a mouse when he saw Kenji entering with his katana. He scrambled to his feet while sitting on the wooden floor of the Kuryugumi dojo, trying to flee because his legs were still free.