The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes

"Huh?"

Kaisen was caught off guard by what Rony had just said, his confusion palpable.

"Un-unhand me, p-pervert!"

Ronali stammered, trying and failing to keep her voice from cracking under the assault of foreign sensations that flooded her body.

'Wait, is her tail some kind of kinky trigger? Is she squirming with pleasure or something?'

Kaisen's mind raced as he connected the dots between Rony's talk of marriage and Ronali's scandalized reaction to having her tail grabbed.

People didn't act like that when you grabbed their hands or legs, so the obvious conclusion? The tail was a major hotspot, probably the X-rated kind.

'This is a golden opportunity, and I'm not about to waste it!'

Kaisen's grin stretched across his face like a villain from a low-budget anime, as he pulled his hand up a bit more, lifting Ronali a couple of inches off the ground. She bent over helplessly, her feet dangling in midair.

"N-No!"

She whimpered, her voice barely more than a squeak as the sensation of her tail being yanked sent shockwaves through her senses.

Kaisen's smirk deepened, his grip tightening like a vice.

"Hey, kid, what's the deal with tails in your culture?"

Rony hesitated, his mind racing. He could see his sister's distress, but the man's question seemed genuine—though his grin suggested otherwise.

'Why is this guy acting like one of the villains from Momma's stories?

'

"Umm... During marriage, the man and woman intertwine their tails to signify their union. Momma said it's really important, but she never told me why. She just said not to touch anyone's tail, especially girls'."

Kaisen's grin turned wicked as he processed the information.

'So, the tail is that important, huh?'

He looked down at Ronali, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she hung there, helpless in his grasp.

'And I've got my hand on the most sacred part of her body. Perfect.'

Kaisen's mind was racing with the possibilities.

The idea that something as simple as grabbing or touching a tail could be so intimate felt almost taboo, and yet, it only made him more intrigued.

'Damn, this seems sick. I wanna learn more about them.'

"R-Release me... please..."

Ronali's voice was breathy, her face flushed a deep, fiery red. But this time, it wasn't from anger—it was something far more primal.

Her breaths came in heavy, shuddering gasps, and Kaisen couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction at the sight.

"Okay, fine."

Kaisen slowly lowered his hand, releasing just enough of his grip to let Ronali's feet touch the ground. As soon as they did, she dropped to her knees, panting like she'd just run a marathon.

But before she could fully catch her breath, rage took over, flipping a switch inside her. Her pupils narrowed to slits, and she snapped her head back at him with a growl that could've scared the fur off a lion.

"Oh, shit! She's pissed! Run for your life."

Rony yelped, yanking on Kaisen's hand. The boy knew this look all too well—he'd seen it many times before, and it never ended well for the person on the receiving end. Instinctively, he took a few steps back, his tail puffed up in alarm.

"Yeah, bad kitty. Your punishment shall be the stroke of pleasure."

Kaisen murmured, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

Not wanting to get mauled by an angry catgirl, Kaisen decided to push his luck—and his theories—a little further.

He still had her tail in his hand, and instead of letting go, he doubled down, grabbing it with both hands and stroking it roughly like he was polishing an ancient relic.

Ronali froze as if someone had hit the pause button on her brain. Her body betrayed her, shuddering with every stroke of her tail.

"Ooohhh... N-No..."

She moaned, her legs turning to jelly as waves of unexpected pleasure rippled through her. Her breath hitched, her chest heaving with every erratic breath.

Rony stood there, eyes wide and jaw practically hitting the floor. His sister, the fierce, no-nonsense warrior, was reduced to a trembling, moaning mess right in front of him.

"On-Oneechan, are you okay? What's happening?"

"I-I don't know... I c-can't think straight..."

Ronali gasped, her fierce slitted eyes melting back to their normal shape as she squeezed them shut, trying and failing to resist the overwhelming sensations.

"Wait a minute! You guys don't know what's happening?"

Kaisen asked, genuinely puzzled.

"Nope. Momma said I'd learn about tails when I'm all grown up, like Oneechan. Until then, it's taboo to even talk about it."

Rony replied, his face scrunched up in concentration as he remembered his mom's stern warning.

Kaisen glanced down at the quivering mess that was Ronali in his grip and chuckled.

"Looks like you've got a lot more explaining to do, sweetheart."

Ronali, of course, knew exactly what was happening. She wasn't some naive little kitten. She and her friends had whispered about this stuff, giggling and teasing each other with the juiciest gossip.

But never in her life had anyone actually grabbed her tail—hell, she hadn't even dared touch it herself. Everyone knew that tails were a special kind of sensitive, a pleasure zone only someone else could activate.

That's why they were so taboo.

So, having Kaisen manhandle her tail like it was a joystick was nothing short of a shock to her system.

Crackle~ Droom~

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, snapping everyone out of their respective daydreams.

"Shit! The storm's gonna get worse."

Rony exclaimed, the sudden realization making him panic. His words were enough to pull the other two out of their daze.

"Come on, we need to hurry!"

Rony shouted, already sprinting towards the village like his tail was on fire. Kaisen glanced up at the stormy sky and grinned.

He loved the rain, and the thought of getting cozy in a warm, snug village while the storm raged outside sounded like the perfect end to this wild day.

He released her tail, giving Ronali the reprieve she desperately needed. She staggered a bit, catching her breath, her cheeks still flushed.

"We should really talk about your tail when we get home."

Kaisen teased, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Ronali's eyes narrowed, shooting daggers his way.

"Like hell I'll ever let you touch my tail again, you perverted bastard."

Kaisen grinned wider, the kind of grin that screamed trouble.

"Oh, really? So, what happened just now was just a fluke? Can't blame me for that. Besides, your moans were like music to my ears, and that tail of yours—so soft and fluffy. It was quite the experience."

Ronali growled, her hands balling into fists. She swung a punch, but Kaisen sidestepped easily, still wearing that infuriatingly smug expression.

"Hey, that's not very ladylike. You should be thanking me for helping you discover a whole new world of… sensations."

Kaisen quipped, winking at her.

Pit-patter~

The first drops of rain began to fall, cooling the heated exchange. Ronali and Kaisen exchanged glances, the tension still thick between them.

Up ahead, Rony, already a good distance away, turned and shouted,

"What are you guys waiting for? The village is just up ahead!"

"Yeah, yeah, we're coming."

Kaisen called back, then leaned in closer to Ronali, his voice dropping to a low murmur.

"I'll be sure to show you what it means to touch a human's 'tail' when we get home."

He flashed her a sly grin before jogging to catch up with Rony, leaving Ronali standing there, her mind reeling.

"But… humans don't have tails, so what is he—"

Her face turned beet red as realization dawned on her.

"P-PERVERRRRTTT!"

She screamed, her voice echoing through the now pouring rain, but Kaisen just chuckled, enjoying the reaction he'd stirred up.