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If you asked Senno Kai to describe himself, he would say that he’s normal, that he’s always been normal, and that he would continue to be normal. The opinions of his colleagues ranged from “He’s a nerd (Said with affection)” to “He’s annoying (Said with disdain).”

He was a recent graduate of the Military Academy of the Cow Kingdom, which made him a Knight, who was ready to be deployed. While many entered Military Academy with aspirations of engaging in frontline combat or future job security, Kai had different aspirations. Enlisting was his way to to pledge his loyalty to the Cow Kingdom’s Royal Family and the monarchy that it represented.

The Military Academy forged its students with a structured routine: They would wake up at the same time, they would go to sleep at the same time, and everything else in their day was scheduled down to the minute. Post-graduation provided more freedom, but Kai still continued with the strict regimen of consistently scheduled sleep, exercise, meals, and study. There were no consequences if he were to skip it. It was something that he simply wanted to do.

On his first day as a knight, Kai met with his supervisor. He was blunt and to the point, traits that Kai respected. “Your grades are fine, but your social skills are very lacking. So, for your first assignment, you’ll be on guard at the North Forest Brothel.”

Kai nodded, unfazed by the location. “Thank you, sir. I’ll do my best.” Kai packed his equipment, left the Military Academy, and he began patrolling the outside of the brothel.

The women employed at the North Forest Brothel were expected to be stunningly gorgeous. It was the type of ‘gorgeous’ where, if any of their employees were spotted on the street, someone could put aside their preferences for personal style, body type, species, and think: “That person is a perfect representation of beauty”

When Kai arrived, he was greeted by an exceptionally busty harpy. “I’m glad we finally have some security!” She innocently pressed her arms together, amplifying the cleavage on her low-cut top. “It’s nice that we can have a strong man around.”

“I would not consider myself to be strong, most of the other cadets scored higher than me in the fitness exams. But I did pass, otherwise, I would not be here.” Kai paid no mind to the obvious sexual passes from the harpy, which in turn, inspired the other workers to attempt to seduce him.

If you asked Kai to describe how he looked, he’d say that he was average. But in a strange way, his “Averageness” unraveled at a closer inspection. For every “rigid” element that comprised his person, there was a very “loose” element, all balancing together to make him an outlier of an unassuming person.

His black hair was short with a choppy, DIY cut, but there were two long strands on each side which ran down to his jawline and served to cover up his ears, giving him a very loose vibe. But in sharp contrast, his military-issued outfit of slacks, a button-up shirt, white gloves, and a peacoat were all kept unbelievably crisp, forming a sense that he was very orderly. Kai’s face itself was surprisingly gentle for his stern demeanor, while his eyes had a distinct femininity.

If you were to find a woman with a preference for androgynous men committed to the military, she would easily admit that Kai was undeniably handsome.

While the women of North Forest Brothel each had their own taste in men, as a group they decided they would all make at least one attempt to seduce Kai. Kai’s seeming innocence and obliviousness made it a game to them. Who would be the one to make him crack?

A season passed, and Kai’s assignment to protect the North Forest Brothel ended. In that time, none of the women succeeded in their mission to seduce Kai, and none had come close to succeeding. But at the same time, Kai would say that his deployment was successful, and that he had properly guarded the famous brothel for the glory and honor of the Cow Kingdom. In the three month’s time that he had spent patrolling the area, he stopped 5 robberies, 1 kidnapping, and one particularly incessant client who refused to leave. Each time, he was thanked profusely by the women on duty. They would give Kai their famous Erotic Evening Vouchers, which were valid for a free night of erotic fun. Kai attempted to give them back, citing a conflict of interest. Typically, the women would retort, “Knights come in here all the time.”

Kai’s face would slightly frown as he’d reply, “Well, they are not supposed to.” However, out of politeness, he would always thank them for their gift and accept the voucher. 

On Kai’s last day at the brothel, the employees showered Kai with Erotic Evening Vouchers, hoping he would return and perhaps finally use one with them.

Kai, stoic as always, replied, “I will visit you, but I will not use these.”

True to his word, the entire stack of vouchers sat unused in his nightstand. Before that, the drawer in his nightstand was empty.