I Only Summon Villainesses

And just as I suspected, Kassie’s breast was the best wall anyone could ever lay their back on.

It came with soft comfort and warmth. There were two sides to the wall — one could either decide to rest on the right bulge or the left. The armor also didn’t affect my experience, contrary to what one would have thought, but dressing her up in normal clothes also might not be a bad idea. Something to consider for the future.

Most importantly, this wall could breathe. Her breath, the rising and falling, created an experience where you sync with the rhythm. It’s absolutely comforting when you let it take you — I totally recommend. Five stars. Would rest again.

For a while I just sat between her thighs wondering how I could handle my next move. It was within that wondering that I fell asleep shamelessly.

A few hours later — maybe minutes, I didn’t know — but either way, I woke up and she was still there. Impossibly stiff. Her posture hadn’t shifted an inch from where I remembered it.

I yawned slightly, and the strain drew a bucket of pain from the well my body had become. Everything ached. I grimaced but still forced myself to stand.

My gaze turned to Kassie, who exhaled as I rose. She unfolded her legs, trembling slightly but hiding it before standing straight. The tremble was quick — blink and you’d miss it — but I caught it.

’She could’ve just laid me aside at some point. She didn’t need to be trapped in that position.’

Her legs must have been restricting blood flow for hours. Walking might be difficult. But Kassie — she caught the look in my eyes and frowned at me.

“What?”

I closed my eyes for a moment.

’God, must you always come with an attitude?’

Shaking my head, I ignored her and turned forward.

“Nothing. Let’s continue.”

Wordlessly, we pressed deeper into the cave. Our journey was seemingly endless, the darkness swallowing and swallowing us with every step forward.

Until eventually we came to a dead end.

I paused as white flames flickered in my hands. The wall before us stretched wide, curving around to meet itself on all sides. We were surrounded — a vast cavern of stone with nowhere left to go.

“Great. We’re fucked.”

I turned to Kassie, who was studying the walls with no particular expression. As usual.

I found a rock bulge jutting from the ground and sat on it. Then I sighed.

“After all that walk. A dead end? What are we going to do now? Walk back outside?”

Kassie shook her head and said, with no change in tone, “We’ll break the wall.”

The words caught me off guard. I turned to her, head slightly tilted.

“We will… what now?”

’Who breaks the wall of a cave?’

Kassie was already walking along the walls, her steps deliberate. From the way her eyes were following the stone, I could tell she was looking for something.

’What?’

She finally stopped in front of a section of wall and placed her hand gently on it, tracing it down as if romancing the rock.

Then she leaned her ear against the stone and knocked a couple of times. Only the six gods — as they say in this world — knew what she was looking for.

She moved slightly and knocked again, raised her hand and knocked again. Then she stepped back and nodded in finality.

At this point, curious about what she was doing, I raised myself and went to meet her.

I studied the wall keenly, like I had a thing or two of substantial knowledge to offer.

“What’s going on here? What are you looking for?”

Kassie extended a hand. She was already summoning her sword.

“Cavern walls are not always of the same texture. Some parts are reinforced with thick layers. Some parts can be thin and hollow.”

She glanced at me.

“How do you think miners create tunnels?”

I nodded in understanding, then scrunched my face as I responded — already knowing my answer was probably going to be the dumbest thing she’d heard all day.

“Well, don’t they just… appear?”

Kassie shrugged.

“Sometimes they do. Sometimes they don’t. Step back.”

’Oh, she didn’t come at me. Whew.’

I did as instructed, taking a couple steps backward into the center of the wide space.

Kassie held her sword out and stood perfectly straight. The white flames in the air cast a pale ghastly light over her frame, drowning her in half-silhouette but still expressing finely the outlines of her shape.

She shifted one leg backward, dust rolling away from her feet as they drew a straight line across the stone.

Her body repositioned to lean her weight on her sword hand.

She began twisting the sword in the air, rolling it and creating a hollow sound like something was beating the wind ferociously.

Her figure from my vantage point had to be the sexiest thing I had ever seen. Her ass in that position was indescribable — there were shockwaves of motion on the cheeks as she rolled that enormous sword in the air like it was just a slingshot.

Then she plunged forward without announcement.

I wasn’t even ready for her movement and almost missed it.

Her figure tore through the air to make way for herself, becoming a blur. The rolling of the sword suddenly seized, trapping all force and momentum with impossible angling.

She redirected her hand as she lunged, shifting the sword backward as though she was handling a dagger and simply wanted to pull it back and stab someone’s stomach.

But it was not a dagger. It was a sword with undoubtedly massive weight.

Her wrist didn’t twist from angling it in such manner.

She collided with the wall.

The entire cavern expanse shook. A terrifying explosion of sound and stone erupted from the point of impact, and immediately white dust clouds rolled out from her position, consuming both of us instantly.

Quickly, I protected my eyes and tried to turn away while the dust filled the air around us.

The next minute it calmed down and settled, though my black hair was now looking distinctly less black. More gray. Possibly permanently.

Kassie coughed and slowly turned in the dust, looking at me.

I suppressed a laugh because she looked like an absolute mess — face and hair all covered in white powder. The fearsome Tyrant Empress, looking like she’d lost a fight with a bag of flour.

And my eyes shifted behind her.

There was a wide hole in the wall, leading even further into the darkness.

’It worked!’

Of course it worked. This was Kassie we were talking about.