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Misguided Vessel: Shez

"Tired of losing to the Ashen Demon, the swordmaiden Shez very often trains from dusk till dawn with every passing day. But still... Each encounter with the demon only leads to her humiliation and defeat...

Frustrated, she continues her training at a horrific pace. Until finally, Arval decides to appear in front of her to calm the flustered mercenary down.

A small argument ensues, and it does Arval strangely to see that the purple-haired mercenary is absolutely caked in sweat. Her ample breasts bouncing with each frustrated yell she gives back to him... He began to feel a strange sense of attraction to her. Lewd attraction.

Using the ignorant mercenary-girl's anger to manipulate her, Arval promises his vessel a technique that would greatly enhance her skills to the point of besting the Ashen Demon. The sweaty young girl gracefully accepted...

... But as she "trained" her footwork with Arval; The mercenary felt a bit perplexed on how this was supposed to improve her skills at all!

"Yeeah, Arval. I'm a little lost here buddy... How is this supposed to help me best the Ashen Demon?" The sweaty swordswoman asked; both of her soles were still rubbing against Arval's meat just he asked her to do.

Apparently, this would improve her foot-work exponentially... And seeing that Arval was always the voice of reason between the two, Shez didn't complain... Buuut she was a bit skeptical. After all... What was the point of putting her used sock at his face for him to sniff at...?!

Arval didn't respond to that particular question, but instead kept snorting the dirty sock at his face whilst the mercenary girl's very smelly, large feet roughly caressed his perverted shaft...

"I said it'd help... And it is." The pale gremlin said with a satisfied look on his face. He'd have to make this a frequent occurence..."

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"Misguided Vessel: Byleth
As Byleth trained by his lonesome, he felt an unpeeling gaze at his back. Already knowing who it was, he turns to find a smug little girl staring at him from above.

"...Don't mind me. I'm just keen on my vessel's progress, is all." The green-haired girl giggled, an alluring look in her eyes. Though her words were innocent enough, her eyes were lustfully fixated on her vessel's body... From his chiseled abs, to his fine, muscular pecs and really every other part of his form; perfectly sculptured for his profession...

Her vessel only gave a typical nod before getting back to training.

... "Oh for heaven's sakes..." Sothis bit the tip of her fingernail off as she failed to keep her composure.

Using her quick thinking, Sothis formulates a tale for her vessel. That she possesses a technique that would greatly enhance his already masterful combat ability. Grateful for the help, Byleth accepted...

Sothis then requested for her vessel to remove his pants and reveal his full form, so they can begin their "training"."