The System Sent Me to Breed an All-Female Amazon Tribe-Chapter 167: Rape Is a Strong Word. Say Mental Molestation!

"You wanted a hug, no?" she said, voice even and emotionless as ever, but there was the tiniest upward curl at the corner of her mouth.

Before I could react, she had suddenly flown straight at me and embraced me tightly—her small breasts under that thin white dress pressing firmly against my torso, arms wrapping around my waist with surprising strength for her size.

She had initiated the hug. Oh, lucky day for me.

But wait, wait, wait!

"How... did you...?" I started to ask, genuinely confused how she knew I wanted to cuddle her.

"Oh?" She pulled back just enough to look up at me, her obsidian eyes squinting in that rare, mischievous way that made her look almost playful. "If you think so much out loud like that, any spirit-form would hear you."

Ah, of course.

Kuzunoha had said something similar back when we first met; spirits picking up stray thoughts like radio signals if you weren’t careful shielding them.

Sys, please don’t let my dirty thoughts be exposed to these spirit types. It’s embarrassing.

{Noted. But as of now, that is incredibly difficult.}

[Why is that?]

{Master is only half spirit. When Master becomes a Demigod, or reaches closely, it can be possible. I’m truly sorry.}

[No, no, no. It’s fine. I’m already somewhat overpowered, for someone who hasn’t even spent more than a month in this world.]

"Is that your Spiritual Ego Partner you’re speaking with?"

"Ah, yes. Her name is Sys," I casually replied to Tera, shrugging one shoulder as if it were the most normal thing in the world to be chatting with an invisible voice in my head. "Sys, say hi."

{Greetings, Superior Spirit of Darkness, Lady Tera. I hope you do good to my Master.}

"It’s my pleasure... Sys, yes?" she tilted her head, and I thought I saw the tiniest shift in her posture, a slight lean to the side, though her charcoal eyes remained perfectly unreadable, flat and absorbing like deep shadows. "Namadris named his partner ’Stem.’ Perhaps you otherworlders see Spiritual Ego Partners as some sort of system entities?"

...Namadris te nani?

"Ahaha!" I scratched the back of my head, laughing awkwardly while a wave of heat crept up my neck, making my fair skin flush slightly under her steady gaze. "I don’t know about all of them, but in my world, ’System’ is a popular trope for otherworldly journeys and such—isekai stories, litRPG, cultivation novels, that kind of thing. People just call them ’the System’ like it’s a video game interface guiding you through quests and levels."

"Truly?" Her tone stayed flat and even, but there was the faintest upward lilt at the end, almost like curiosity peeking through the emotionless facade, a subtle crack in her usual stoic armor.

"Whatever be the case," she turned smoothly on her heel and gestured with one pale hand for me to follow, the motion precise and economical, like she was used to commanding without words. "Come." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Her ridiculously short green skirt flared up the moment she pivoted, the fabric lifting just enough to flash her white panties for a split second before it settled back down, hugging the round, soft-looking curve of her perky ass so tightly it outlined every plump detail.

The sight struck me like a sudden flash of lightning, and I had to swallow hard to keep my thoughts from wandering too far.

Oh, and yes; I know. We’re all ignoring the fact that Tera was speaking directly to Sys.

You’re not insane. I’m just getting tired at being too reactive.

"My Queen is depressed in her chambers," Tera continued without turning around or slowing her pace, voice even and mechanical as always, carrying clearly over the soft hum of Fairylynch’s forest sounds. "I trust you have something to mitigate that?"

"Uh..." I rubbed the back of my neck again, walking quickly to catch up with her steady stride, my inflated brown shoes sinking slightly into the mossy path with each step. "I have a plan, but I can’t say it’s 100% foolproof."

The words came out awkward, almost sheepish, as I glanced at her silver hair cascading down her back like a silky waterfall.

"...Then let’s do this," she said simply, continuing to walk forward at a measured pace, wings giving the tiniest flutter to keep her hovering just above the mossy path.

I continued to follow without hesitation, as she said, "If you cheer her up... I’ll let you take off my panties and see what is hidden behind it... You were fantasizing about it seconds ago, no?"

"..."

Sys... suddenly I want to evolve into Demigod already.

{Unfortunately, Master has not met the requirements to do so.}

All my dirty thoughts are leaking into her mind!

"Not ALL your dirty thoughts," Tera said without breaking stride or looking back, her voice calm but with a hint of something sharper, like a blade sheathed in velvet. "Just the ones directed at me."

Argh!! And she’s still doing it!

But... I do want to feel her perky ass; it was round and soft-looking, and plump despite her petite body, and the way the panties hugged it...

I may have wondered, very briefly, how it would feel if she sat on my dick for a second.

"P-Pervert!" Tera suddenly spun around to face me, face still mostly expressionless, but now a deep crimson blush spread from her cheeks all the way to the tips of her pointed ears, coloring her fair skin in a rush of color.

Her charcoal eyes narrowed, though the flush ruined any attempt at intimidation, making her look more flustered than fierce. "I already said I’ll let you take a look inside if you cheer my Queen up! Stop raping me in your thoughts!"

"My deepest apologies!" I bowed low, hands clasped in front of me, apologizing profusely while my own face burned hotter than the sun orb overhead, heart pounding from the embarrassment of being called out so directly.

But "rape" is a strong word! I was only mentally running stimulations.