I report the dungeon exploration mission and cash in five full medium-sized Soul Stones.
Soul Stones absorb monster souls automatically, so I don’t check their fullness anymore.
Being Mr. Decal feels like second nature.
I head to Ashelin’s reception desk.
While waiting, I watch Ashelin work—she handles her duties well now.
“Ashelin.”
“Oh, Mr. Decal!”
Ashelin beams, greeting me warmly.
“Glad you’re safe.”
“Glad to see you too.”
Ashelin giggles, her face flushed.
“You look amazing today. Nice outfit.”
“I think so too.”
My fancy wool and polyester outfit draws everyone’s attention in the guild. Jealous? Haha.
“What can I help with today?”
“Dungeon mission report and Soul Stone cash-in.”
“Sure!”
I receive 121 gold.
More money is better—easier than hypnotizing shopkeepers. But I don’t need it as much as others.
Karen needs it more.
“Karen, take it.”
I hand her the entire gold pouch.
“All of it?”
“For whatever you need.”
“No way! You hunt most of those skeleton warriors. It’s weird if I take it all.”
Karen’s firm refusal is typical.
I grin, knowing just what to say.
“Karen, you might be a mom soon. You can’t say that. You’re not alone.”
“Oh…”
“You get me, right?”
“…Yeah, you’re right.”
Karen softens at the mention of a child—adorable.
“I’ll take the gold then.”
“Go ahead.”
I let my spirit core orbit Karen’s.
“…?”
Can I do it like Isti? Remember Karen’s spirit…
“If something happens, send a breeze through your spirit.”
“Okay!”
I feel at ease now.
After Karen leaves, I turn back to the desk.
“I don’t mean to overhear…”
“It’s fine. Just saying hi to the guild, Ashelin. We head to the capital tomorrow.”
“Hero candidate, huh?”
“Yup.”
Ashelin hesitates, her face mixed with joy and unease.
Then, realizing she crossed a line as a receptionist, she smiles.
“Congratulations! Helping a future hero is a lifelong honor.”
“Enough of that.”
I lean over the counter.
“Wanna come to my place? Can you slip away?”
A blatant, shameless offer. Despite my reckless intimacy with Ashelin before, I’m still drawn to her.
I expect a slap, but she nods.
“It’s almost lunch. I can take a break.”
“Great. Lead the way. I don’t even know where my assigned house is.”
“…Okay.”
At lunch, Ashelin gets permission from her colleagues and hurries over.
“Let’s go, Mr. Decal.”
“Call me Decal now.”
We walk side by side to the empty house given to gold-rank adventurers.
It’s mine, but it’s nothing special.
No housewarming, no cleaning—barely any furniture, just dust.
“Decal, why here instead of the usual bathroom…?”
“What, thrown off by a deviation from your perfect ‘getting ravished’ simulation?”
“…”
I grab Ashelin’s b00bs and rip her receptionist uniform.
“Ah…!?”
Buttons scatter, and her b00bs spring free.
I don’t stop, groping her b00bs and tearing her thigh-high stockings.
“I can’t work like this…!”
“Not my problem.”
I pull her pant!es and push her.
Ashelin falls sideways, crawling as if to escape.
“Where you going?”
“No…! Don’t ravish me! ~”
Ashelin’s acting is convincing, but her resistance is half-hearted.
I take off my pants, grab Ashelin, who shows her back, and pull up her skirt, covering her butt0cks.
I pull it up.
I grab her butt0cks tightly and spread them apart, revealing Ashelin’s moist, wet pu$$y.
I see it.
I thrust my hard c0ck into Ashelin’s butt0cks, burying it in the soft cushion, and insert it into her pu$$y.
“Wait!”
“Oh, my…! You’re waiting for this.”
Her pu$$y welcomes my c0ck as if it’s been waiting, tightly gripping it.
“I’m waiting?”
Ashelin sways her butt0cks gently, acting coy.
“Ah, no. I don’t like being r@ped. I hate it when my pu$$y is pounded like this. I hate it.”
I understand exactly what she wants.
Wrapping my arms around Ashelin’s neck, I move like a snake crawling over her lower body, roughly stirring her pu$$y.
“Huh. Eung-ok! Hoo…! Yes! Woong!”
Ashelin happily squeezes my c0ck with her pu$$y, ready to be r@ped at any moment.
“I thought you were angry because I tore your clothes.”
“I don’t care about that. Just f*ck my pu$$y hard~”
I squeeze Ashelin’s b00bs like a beast, shaking her hips from behind.
“Of course, we have pr9gnancy s9x today too. I release deep inside Ashelin’s w0mb, then I just leave without looking back.”
“Ah. Yeah! I know it all along, but Decal is… trash.”
Ashelin’s scolds me, but when I keep roughly thrusting into her pu$$y…
“Yeah. But even though I’m being r@ped irresponsibly by a trash d!ck, I’m happy. I’m a hopeless pu$$y. ~”
“Yeah. Move quickly to please that trash d!ck.”
“Yes~”
Ashelin shakes her h!ps, and the sound of flesh colliding echoes every time I thrust.
“Please have irresponsible s9x with this worthless pu$$y~ Ugh. Please force me to give birth to a child resembling Decal~”
I tighten my grip on Ashelin’s neck and pull her pu$$y tighter while f*cking her violently.
“Oh…guk…~”
“Since it’s come to this, get pr9gnant. You must get pr9gnant, Ashelin. Got it?”
“Yes~ Eung-gyeok, Eung-ho, this, bang bang. pu$$y bang bang, make it big. Make it big. Irresponsible s9x. Please do it~ Please release inside my w0mb~”
I thrust my c0ck deep into Ashelin’s pu$$y and ass, slapping them with my balls, and erupt irresponsibly.
Without thinking about the consequences, I surrender to the overwhelming urge to erupt and release everything into Ashelin’s pleasurable pu$$y.
As if remembering that it’s the c0ck of the baby’s future father, the pu$$y clings to my c0ck and refuses to let go.
“Hmm… Hmm… Hmm…”
Ashelin reaches orgasm from the forced eruption, her body trembling as she takes all of my load into her pu$$y.
“The last one is the best, Ashelin.”
Snapt!
I flick my finger.
If it’s certain she m@sturbates thinking of me every day after I leave, it’s pitiful.
I want to let her off the hook.
“You don’t need to m@sturbate thinking of me. You’re free from that now.”
“Yes…”
Snap!
There’s no longer any hypnosis on Ashelin.
“Ugh… Huh… Huh…”
Watching the load that I released into her slowly leak out of Ashelin’s pu$$y, I think to myself.
Not everything goes back to the way it was, though.
Ashelin’s life will undergo changes greater than the suggestion.
Like I said before, I don’t help Ashelin up; I just leave the house.
I head to the guard barracks where Salina is.
At the gate, I ask where she is, and coincidentally, Salina is patrolling outside.
“Salina.”
“Is that you, Decal?”
Salina approaches with a friendly expression.
“You helped me before. Thank you.”
Snap!
I snap my fingers.
“Salina. You accept my requests without hesitation.”
Clap!
I clap my hands to wake her and continue the conversation.
“If you’re grateful, show me your pu$$y?”
“My pu$$y? Okay.”
Salina replies cheerfully, removes her helmet, and begins stripping her armor. By the time the guards with her find it strange, she’s already removed her lower garments.
“Commander! What are you doing?”
“What do you mean? I’m showing my pu$$y to Decal.”
“What?”
“What?”
“Listen carefully. I’m showing my pu$$y to Decal.”
“Ah…”
The guards exchange glances and back away slowly.
“We understand. We’ll stand back.”
Salina’s confident attitude intimidates the guards. They stand at a distance, watching us.
“Alright. I give you my pu$$y, Decal.”
Salina bends over outdoors, spreading her legs wide, revealing her pink pu$$y lips and opening.
I thrust my c0ck, dirty with Ashelin’s saliva and load, into Salina’s pu$$y.
“Ugh!”
Despite the lubricant, Salina tenses in pain.
I ignore her, grab her h!ps, and thrust from behind.
“Huh? Ugh? Eh?”
Salina doesn’t realize the situation’s odd and stumbles as if stuck.
I keep thrusting into her pu$$y.
It feels good.
I make eye contact with the guards and wave slightly.
They flinch and turn away, stunned to see the guard captain spreading her legs for s9x.
It’s hard to believe, even after seeing it.
Hypnosis brings fantastic pleasure, skipping straight to tasting the pu$$y.
“Huh? Ugh? Why am I giving you my pu$$y?”
“Don’t ask, just lift your butt0cks.”
I slap Salina’s butt0cks.
“Ah, I see. But it’s rude to hit someone’s butt0cks like that.”
Salina lifts her butt0cks, making it easier for me to insert into her pu$$y.
“Having s9x outdoors is also rude. What’s the point?”
“S9x? I’m just offering my pu$$y.”
“That’s right.”
“Your hands are unpleasant. Why wrap them around my waist? Just have my pu$$y.”
“My mistake.”
“Hmph, really. Ugh, ugh, that’s rude. Today, ugh…”
I thrust my c0ck into Salina’s tight pu$$y, pushing all the way in, moving quickly but not too forcefully, reaching her w0mb and back.
“Huh. Ugh! Giving my pu$$y is more tiring than I thought.”
“If I release my load, it’ll end quickly, so hurry up.”
“I understand. I want you to release your load inside my pu$$y.”
“What if you get pr9gnant?”
“What!? Huh? Pr9gnant? What? Ugh?”
With each thrust, Salina’s face grows more puzzled.
“Hurry and tell me. Is it okay to have s9x that could result in pr9gnancy?”
“Ugh!? Yeah. It’s okay to get pr9gnant from s9x. I give you permission to make me pr9gnant. Hurry, release inside my pu$$y.”
“Alright. I’ll make you pr9gnant, Salina.”
“But, using casual language… Why suddenly…”
I grab Salina’s waist and violently shake my h!ps, swirling her pu$$y.
Salina clenches her lips, enduring the moans, with no time to protest my arms around her waist.
“Aung~~~! Ugh, yeah! Hmm…! Hoo…!!”
Using simple hypnosis, I erupt deep inside Salina’s pu$$y.
“Why are you releasing inside me?”
“Because you asked. Now that you’ve received the load, say thank you.”
“I understand. Thank you for releasing generously inside my pu$$y, Decal. It’s excellent pr9gnancy s9x.”
“Huff.”
I slowly withdraw my c0ck from Salina’s pu$$y and put on my clothes.
“Thank you for letting me use your pu$$y. I’m going now.”
“…? Got it. Can I put my clothes back on?”
“Go ahead.”
Next is the married woman Anais at the Water and Grass Inn?
Should I say goodbye?
Oh, there’s also Dreyer, the thief leader. I remember giving her the dog hint and playing with her.
But I was too lazy to deal with her gang, so I handed them to the guards.
Dreyer was released after a no-attack hint…
It’s too much work to look for her now. I give up.
She’s just a thief. It’s a stretch to even call her a part of the Dry Village.
I decide to end my village tour with Anais’s pu$$y service, but passing through an alley, I see a familiar face.
It’s Dreyer.
She’s wearing rags, looking wilder than before, as if she’s endured much anguish.
“I was waiting for you.”
“Huh?”
Dreyer grips her dagger, staring at me.
I recall being stabbed to death before and feel a chill.
But… there’s no need to fear now.
Her hypnosis prevents her from harming me…
“You’d better give up.”
If I run, she won’t chase. But if she charges with that weapon, it’s different.
“Die!”
Dreyer screams hysterically and charges.
No matter how much she tries, the hypnosis suggestion is strong.
I’m not intimidated. I’m confident I can subdue her.
But before Dreyer gets close, she loses balance and falls.
“Why!”
No matter how she tries, the hypnosis stops her from picking up the weapon after a step forward.
“D*mn it!”
“Shh. Use proper language.”
“Shut up. I’ll kill you, you b*stard!”
Snap!
I snap my fingers.