Mobuseka:Leon's Adventure

Some time had passed, and Leon had turned 12 years old. During this period, he mainly hunted pirates near his territory, reducing their numbers to zero. Thanks to Leon's growing reputation, the Bartfort Barony gained significant popularity. Many sought to establish close ties with him, especially barons and viscounts who brought their daughters along in hopes of uniting their families through marriage.

However, to their dismay, most of the daughters were spoiled, a fact that was plainly visible on their faces. As a result, Leon refused them all, usually saying something like:

"I'm not ready yet. Let's discuss this in the future."

Among the nobles visiting the Bartforts were even representatives of the Redgrave family. Unfortunately, it wasn't Angelica, Vince, or Gilbert, but rather a trusted agent of their house who came to deliver congratulations on Leon's accomplishments.

Despite Leon's lack of direct involvement, the interest in the Bartfort house continued to grow. Their economic position notably improved as well. With no pirates in the vicinity, merchants increasingly passed through the territory, boosting revenues from tariffs. Although Barcus appreciated the influx of money, he still yearned for a peaceful life with his family.

Speaking of the Zola family, they had largely ceased visiting or demanding money from Barcus for over a year. The reason? Due to the attention that high-ranking nobles were now paying to the Bartfort house, Zola could no longer act freely. She chose to stay away. However, Leon had no intention of letting her off the hook. He actively searched for a way to rid himself of her permanently.

Until that day came, Leon simply enjoyed his peaceful life. Most of his problems were resolved, and the remaining ones were handled efficiently by Luxion and Claire. Incidentally, Claire had been given a new body, similar to Luxion's, along with her own personal ship.

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One day, out of boredom, the first decided to interrogate the second about his life once again.

"Hey, don't you think this is a little unfair?"

"What exactly?" the second asked curiously.

"You know everything about me—at least all my most embarrassing moments from the past, present, and future," the first said, his tone laced with irritation. "Don't you think it's only fair to tell me something about yourself?" He fixed the second with a sharp gaze and continued, "We're partners, aren't we? You could even say we're practically one entity now. So, spill something about yourself."

Hearing this, the second thought for a moment before nodding.

"You're right, but I can't recall anything at the moment. It's been so long. Ask me something specific—maybe that'll jog my memory," he said, scratching his head.

"Hmm..." The first pondered for a moment, then clapped his hands as if he'd had a revelation. "Hey, you've been reminding me for years now that I died a virgin. Don't you want to share your story about that?" he asked with a sly grin.

Upon hearing this, the second began sweating profusely and stammered,

"I-I-I..."

Noticing his reaction, the first's grin grew almost devilish.

"At least pretend to be human!" the second yelled upon seeing the first's expression.

But the first ignored his words and, still smirking, added,

"So, you're a virgin? Laughing at others while being one yourself? Don't you think that's hypocritical?"

"I'm not a virgin!" the second blurted out, now clearly flustered. "It's just that the story of how I lost it... isn't great."

Hearing this, the first's grin grew even wider.

"Come on, spill it! We're P-A-R-T-N-E-R-S, aren't we?" he drawled with a playful expression on his face.

In the end, the second gave in and started explaining:

"First of all, there's a tradition in my country. After reaching adulthood, we go… to lose our virginity. And in this process, the men of the family help you find a suitable woman. My father helped me. He found a beautiful prostitute…" the second began.

"Wait, what do you mean?" the first interrupted. "First off, that tradition is super weird. And second, isn't this supposed to be about love?"

"The tradition has existed for a long time," the second continued with a sigh. "If you're still a virgin at 20, people will laugh at you, and you'll bring shame to your family. It's kind of like marriage in this world—if you marry poorly, you disgrace everyone. As for the second point… If you have a girlfriend by that time, then of course you'd lose your virginity with her. But back to the story…" he said, lowering his gaze to the floor.

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It was nighttime. The second was extremely embarrassed, scared, and, to his discomfort, slightly aroused. He felt ashamed but had no way to avoid the situation—his father had practically dragged him here. Before him was a woman lying in bed, covered by a blanket. He knew that soon they would have sex.

The second wanted to enjoy the moment, but even more, he wanted it to end quickly so he could run away.

"Why didn't I just pretend to be sick?! Damn it, it's all his fault, all my father's fault…" he thought, swallowing the lump in his throat.

Deciding he couldn't put it off any longer, he took a deep breath, and… everything went wrong.

In utter confusion, he turned off the lights, put on protection (triple-checking to make sure it wasn't torn), and then literally pounced on the woman without giving her a chance to say anything. "The best way to beat fear is to act quickly!" he thought, as if preparing for a parachute jump.

But something went awry. Very awry. He tried to enter, but… encountered some kind of unnatural resistance.

"Damn it… Why can't I get in?!" he groaned, almost in tears, continuing his futile attempts.

Then, through the silence, he heard the woman's voice. Calm, but clearly baffled:

"Hold on, hold on, stallion… At least let me take my panties off first!"

For a moment, the room fell into a heavy silence. The second froze. His brain struggled to process what he had just heard, but all it managed to come up with was:

"Panties?.."

Slowly, he shifted his gaze to the woman, realizing that all this time he had been battling like a knight against a locked castle gate, holding the key in hand… but the door was still shut.

"Oh, crap… Panties. PANTIES!" His face turned as red as an overripe tomato.

"Just kill me now. Someone, please kill me…" he muttered under his breath, hiding under the blanket as if hoping to become invisible.

Meanwhile, the woman calmly removed the "extra barrier," barely holding back her laughter:

"Don't worry, sweetheart. This happens with rookies. Just breathe deeply, okay?"

On the other side of the door, the second's father, who had been eavesdropping on the entire scene, was already rolling on the floor with laughter.

Author's Note: Partially based on true events.

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When the Second finished telling his story, the only thing he heard in response was a hysterical scream. Leon was rolling on the floor, writhing from side to side, clutching his stomach as if he had been bitten by a snake made of laughter.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh my god, I can't! You're going to be the death of me!" he yelled, laughing so hard that tears streamed down his face.

The Second, trying to retain what little dignity he had left, snapped irritably:

"Alright, that's enough already!"

But at that moment, he felt the control of the body abruptly shift to the First.

"Luxion! Cleare! Get over here! We've got something important to discuss about the Second!"

The Second's face instantly turned pale, his eyes wide with terror.

"What are you doing?!" he shouted. "You said we were partners! Everything that's said here stays here!"

But, of course, the First didn't even think about stopping. He stopped smiling, frowned, and stared straight into the Second's soul as he declared:

"You're saying that after you spilled everything about me to Luxion? Get ready; this is going to be fun!"

At that moment, Luxion and Cleare appeared, perfectly synchronized as always.

"What did you want to discuss, Master?" Luxion inquired, while Cleare gave a slight nod in agreement.

The Second screamed internally:

"Oh no! Not Luxion! He'll never let it go! This is the end for me!"

The First, thoroughly enjoying himself, opened his mouth, ready to proudly spill everything he had just heard. But suddenly, the Second's hand shot up and clamped tightly over his mouth.

"Not a chance! I won't allow it!" the Second shouted, finally wresting control back.

The First chuckled quietly within, but he wasn't about to give up.

For a few tense moments, silence hung between them. Luxion and Cleare exchanged glances, seemingly unsure of what was going on but deciding not to interfere.

The Second, still desperately holding onto control, thought frantically:

"The most important thing is to make sure they don't find out! This would be my eternal humiliation!"

The First only smirked.

"Well, if not today, I'll just tell them tomorrow."

And on that "cheerful" note, their day came to an end. Although for the Second, it felt more like a day of survival.

Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed this! I spent several hours coming up with and recalling all of this. It's also the longest chapter I've ever written it's like 3 chapter. Feel free to share your thoughts—I'd love to read your comments!