Dea VS Misha

By the way, the rule is that once you take something off, you can't put it back on.

But that's just an unspoken rule that nobody actually enforces, so you can totally put clothes back on if you want.

In fact, since watching girls strip is the whole appeal, everyone understands that if you've stripped too much, you should put some back on.

"This tournament is super lax. Isn't it basically wide open for cheating?"

"Karina, did you really think this was some serious competition, nya?"

"Fair point, it was ridiculous from the start."

The only thing driving this event is the perverted desire to see women strip. That's what kind of tournament this is.

Anyway, next up is finally the match between Dea-kun and Misha.

"… I will protect Onee-san!"

"Ha-haa! That's the spirit, nya!! I'm gonna strip you down completely!"

Misha was hyping things up with her mic performance. The first round of rock-paper-scissors began immediately. This match—no matter who strips, it's a win for me. Is this my lucky day?

"Rock paper scissors… bonk!"

Dea-kun threw rock, Misha threw paper. And with her open hand, Misha grabbed the stick and—WHACK! She struck the helmet. But Dea-kun's defense made it in time.

"… ! Not bad, Dea-chan!"

"Th-that was close…!"

The first real showdown between two rock-paper-scissors try-hards since the tournament began. All the other participants had been super casual about it, and even the strong ones wanted to strip anyway. At best, they were just ordinary women, so there hadn't been many intense battles.

"Rock, paper, scissors! Take this, nya!"

"Kuh!"

Misha won at rock-paper-scissors again. Dea-kun was purely on the defensive. Then, bonk! The stick slipped past the helmet and landed on Dea-kun's head.

"Heh, now strip, nya."

"… Yes…"

Dea-kun was diligently following the rules, so the arm rings he'd lost in his previous match were already gone. Now, what would he take off? The headdress, maybe—

That's what I was thinking when Dea-kun lifted his skirt slightly and reached underneath.

"""?!"""

All eyes focused on his hand rustling shyly beneath his skirt. Then Dea-kun smoothly slipped off… a garter ring, tossing it to the floor.

"… That was close! I thought you just took off your panties, nya!?"

"Um, the rings you gave me wouldn't all fit on my arms, so… I put some on my legs too."

"My heart is pounding like crazy, nya… I don't even remember how many I gave you… If you're going to surrender, do it soon, nya!"

"… I'm going to win!"

Dea-kun glared at Misha with eyes that hadn't given up. Cute. Love it.

""Rock paper scissors!""

Here, Dea-kun won at rock-paper-scissors. And immediately, THWACK! Misha's head got smacked.

"Yes!"

"O-oh, you actually got a hit on me… not bad, Dea-chan!"

Misha removed a cloth ring from her arm. She still had plenty of HP left.

Then she muttered something under her breath.

"… Gotta let her strip me a bit, or it'd be embarrassing, nya. Yeah."

Dea-kun didn't seem to hear it, but I caught every word with my magic.

Misha, you… you really are a good person!!

She was also holding back when hitting Dea-kun so it wouldn't hurt. I'm really sorry about that tournament before. It was all the Goddess's fault, honestly.

From there, Dea-kun managed to chip away at Misha's HP, but lost three times for every win, getting bonked and stripping off garter rings.

"Take this!"

"Ow! … Muu, you got me again…"

And then Dea-kun reached under his skirt once more. The audience, figuring it was another garter ring, watched with mild anticipation but a growing sense of familiarity.

"…"

But then Dea-kun's hand stopped. His cheeks flushed slightly.

"… No, but…"

"Hm? What's wrong, nya?"

"N-nothing at all!"

And with that, Dea-kun pulled it off! But this time it wasn't a garter ring. The white fabric with its little decorations had two leg holes. He lifted each leg, slipped it off, and let it fall softly to the floor.

"… !! Oooh!!"

"That's an elf's… panties!"

"This is going to extend my lifespan… bless us, bless us."

Yes, he had finally done it. Taken off his panties! Dea-kun had! Which means right now, Dea-kun is not wearing any!!!!

His elf ears had turned red.

The audience went wild over this. What kind of tournament gets this hyped over a single piece of fabric? It's just got a different number of holes than a garter ring, right? But I totally get it…!

"D-Dea-chan… did you really take off your panties, nya?! Going commando, nya?! Why didn't you just take off the frilly thing on your head first?!"

"This equipment… it's a set, so…"

"You're doing this for fashion, nya?! Y-you've got guts…!"

No. It's because the whole outfit is set equipment and every piece, headdress included, has effects. If he removes any part, who knows how it'll affect his stats. Especially if the speed boost disappears, Dea-kun wouldn't stand a chance against Misha with his base abilities alone.

That's why he resolved to strip off his panties…!

Dea-kun… I'll pick up your bones… no, your socks for you…!

"Uu, let's continue!"

"O-okay."

Dea-kun fidgeted with his knees pressed together, and Misha lost about two rounds in a row. But after that, Dea-kun kept getting stripped as usual. The moment he removed his headdress, his speed dropped dramatically, and he couldn't win anymore.

One piece, then another, Dea-kun was stripped layer by layer. The dress came off as a single piece, and when he was suddenly reduced to just his undergarments, you could hear the entire venue gulping in unison.

"S-surrender, nya! If you strip any more… your butt will be completely visible, nya?!"

"… Ugh. I surrender…"

Stripped piece by piece down to an indecent state of just two see-through petticoats and an undershirt, Dea-kun finally surrendered.

Dea-kun, you did your best… I'll avenge you.

Curse you and thank you, Misha!! That was a great battle!!