“Wait here.”
I leave Vindel standing and head into the building.
As expected, Isti is there. No one dares approach her, so the area around where she’s sitting is empty.
But a step back, everyone’s whispering and staring at Isti, who’s lost in thought, completely unbothered.
It’s unlikely, but I’m scared she might ask who I am when I talk to her.
“Decal.”
Then someone calls me.
A blond man sitting in the corner. He approaches with a grim face.
It’s Salic, who got humiliated in front of Bordeaux Dungeon today.
“Your name’s Decal, right?”
“Yeah.”
Did he dig into my background or something?
Salic’s intent is obvious. He wants to fight me to restore his honor.
“I’m formally requesting a rematch…”
As Salic starts to say this, I suddenly lose my balance and stumble.
“Darling!”
Isti leaps into my arms.
As if to say ‘I worried for nothing’, Isti looks at me with a bright face.
“You’re back.”
“Yeah. I ran here fast ‘cause I missed you.”
I indulge Isti’s affection, patting her head gently.
People’s gazes stab into me fiercely. I don’t know what they’re thinking, but Salic, standing in front of me, looks pretty shocked.
His face is a mess, like he’s witnessing something that shouldn’t be.
“Got something to say?”
I look at Salic, and Isti naturally turns to him too.
Salic freezes stiff.
“No… it’s nothing.”
“Then I’ll pass by.”
I head straight to the reception desk.
“How can I assist you?”
The receptionist, Ashelin, looks tense because of Isti beside me.
“I finished the exploration mission.”
I place five soul stones on the counter.
“Confirmed. Shall I cash them out now?”
“Yes.”
The payout for five soul stones is 5 gold and 45 silver.
It’s almost exactly what Vindel said.
“Your kill count is at the maximum. How far did you explore?”
“Down to the fourth level.”
“The lowest floor, then.”
Ashelin asks a few more questions about the dungeon, jotting down my answers meticulously.
“Congratulations on completing the mission. Here’s your reward.”
The mission reward is separate, so I get an extra 10 gold.
“Since this is your first mission after registering as an adventurer, you can apply for a license.”
“Please do.”
“Yes. Please visit again in two days.”
Today’s earnings: 15 gold and 45 silver.
The first money I’ve made in this other world.
“Ready to go?”
“Yeah.”
Isti sticks close to me.
It’s like she doesn’t want to be apart anymore.
Outside, Vindel’s waiting for me.
“Vindel. Thanks for today. How much should I give you?”
“1 gold.”
Huh? That’s it?
I’m so stunned I’m speechless for a moment.
“…80 silver’s fine too.”
Misreading my silence, Vindel starts lowering his price.
“Come closer.”
I hand Vindel 7 gold.
“This is your share.”
“Can I really take this much?”
“In return, can you do me a favor?”
I pull the spellbook from my inventory and hand it to Vindel.
“Sell this for me and bring back the money.”
“Are you sane, mister? What if I run off with it?”
“I trust you.”
Vindel looks at me and the spellbook alternately, dumbfounded and choked up.
“If you can’t find a buyer, just bring it back. Will you take it on?”
“Yes! I’ll do my best.”
“Good. Go on.”
Vindel clutches the spellbook I gave him and leaves.
Honestly, I don’t care what happens to the spellbook.
I’m fine as long as I can control living people—necromancy doesn’t interest me.
I don’t want to bother with the dead either.
I just felt like being generous to Vindel, that’s all.
If I really wanted the money, I’d have hypnotized him, but I didn’t.
“Decal. Who was that boy?”
Isti asks me.
“A kid who helped me in the dungeon today.”
“I’m good at dungeons too…”
Oh, is she sulking? I can’t help but laugh.
“You weren’t there. Couldn’t help it. Next time, let’s go together?”
“I’ll protect you, Decal.”
A diamond-rank hunter as my guard—feels reassuring just thinking about it.
“Let’s eat. Anything you don’t like?”
“Spicy stuff.”
“Mostly vegetarian?”
“I like meat.”
Good taste.
I find a meat restaurant on the main street and head in.
The place is pretty much what I expected—tables with a brazier in the middle, meat served as ordered.
While waiting for the order, Isti keeps looking around.
“What’s up?”
“First time here.”
“You like meat, though?”
“Usually, I hunt and cook it myself.”
That’s impressive in its own way.
“Doesn’t it bother you that people are staring?”
“Nope. I’m used to it.”
True, drawing attention is special to me, but it’s probably everyday life for Isti.
Maybe it’s the rare person passing by indifferently that’s unusual for her.
What does otherworld meat taste like?
Compared to modern livestock like cows or pigs, the quality’s bound to be lower, right?
But when I try it, it’s surprisingly good.
“How is it?”
“Tasty.”
Isti seems satisfied too.
We eat our fill, and the bill comes to 80 silver.
“Ready to rest?”
Isti nods.
Today, I want to show Isti a special place.
First, I book a room at the Water and Grass Inn.
“Isti. Check this out.”
“Hm?”
I pull out the 〈Eight-Colored Giant Clam 〉.
“Big clam.”
“Hold my hand.”
Isti grabs my hand without hesitation.
I use the 〈Eight-Colored Giant Clam 〉 to teleport us both to the Eight-Colored Clam Castle.
“This place…”
Isti’s expression doesn’t change much usually, so it’s hard to tell unless you look close, but she seems surprised.
“Let’s find a room you like.”
“Are you the castle’s owner, Decal?”
“Sort of.”
I pick a room and step inside.
Nice. Antique furniture and a luxurious bed matching the castle vibe greet us.
Just changing the location makes the atmosphere feel so strange.
I naturally pull Isti into a hug and k!ss her.
“Hn… ngh.”
Isti clings to me like she’s been waiting for it.
She eagerly returns the k!ss, mixing her t0ngue with mine.
“It was hard holding back.”
“Holding what?”
“Loving you, Decal.”
“S9x?”
Isti’s cheeks flush slightly.
“…I won’t answer.”
“You don’t like this?”
I stroke her lower back and k!ss her neck.
“Ah, ahh…”
Isti trembles slightly.
“It feels so good it’s scary.”
“Will you make me feel good too?”
This time, Isti k!sses me.
When I stick out my t0ngue, she purses her lips and sucks on it.
It’s an instinctive act of service from her.
I drop my pants and pull out my hard shaft.
The pent-up c0ck springs out and brushes against Isti’s b0dy.
“Ah…”
“Hold it.”
Isti grabs my c0ck as told.
Maybe knowing it’s sensitive, she’s unsure how much pressure to use—it feels like she’s just resting it in her hand.
“Grip it and move up and down.”
“Like this?”
Isti quickly gets the hang of it and moves her hand.
She doesn’t stop k!ssing either.
“Hmmp… slurp. Hng… does this feel good?”
“The best.”
“Learned something.”
Isti smiles bashfully at me.
“Teach me more. If it makes you happy, Decal, I’ll learn anything.”
“Then put it between your thighs this time.”
“Thighs?”
She tilts her head, puzzled by the odd request.
“I’ve wanted to since I first saw you.”
“Just stick it in?”
Isti places my shaft between her thighs as asked.
“Ohh.”
The sensation’s incredible.
As if figuring out what I want, Isti tightens her thighs.
Under her short skirt, with just pant!es between, the feel of her snatch and thighs presses right into my c0ck.
“Urgh!”
These are dangerous thighs.
Isti smiles at my reaction.
“You like my thighs?”
“Amazing.”
“Do it as much as you want.”
I grab Isti’s wa!st, moving back and forth, rubbing her snatch with my c0ck.
Isti adjusts her thighs just right… watching my face with curious eyes.
It’s a strange feeling, but not entirely bad.
I’m close to erupting.
I pull out my c0ck and release onto Isti’s thighs and snatch.
Isti, skirt lifted, silently watches my c0ck erupt.
Then, with fluid all over her thighs, she looks up at me and says,
“…Did it feel good?”
I lay Isti face-down on the plush bed.
“Ah.”
“Raise your rear.”
Isti lifts her rear as told.
I push my still-freshly-erupted c0ck into her holy cave.
“Ngh…!”
It’s tight, but compared to yesterday, it slides in to the end more easily.
I start p0unding her snatch hard right away.
“Ngh! Hngh! Ngh!”
Quickly pushing the suggestion’s effect to its peak.
I stir up her snatch freely.
“Nghh…! Hah, haah.”
Isti buries her face in the sheets, curling her toes tight.
Feeling this much already shows the suggestion’s gotten way stronger than yesterday.
Her change of heart must’ve played a part too.
“Ngh… I don’t want you to stop.”
Isti wiggles her rear side to side.
“Such a tease.”
I thrust into her snatch again.
Pushing in deep without holding back, scraping her walls.
“Ahh, I like this~ So good~”
“Inside?”
“…Hah, ngh, yes, Decal, do you love me…?”
“I love you, Isti.”
I hug Isti from behind and whisper.
My h!ps move like a beast, building the release in her snatch and letting it burst all at once.
“Hngh~”
So much fluid pours out, it’s hard to believe it’s my second time.
I let go of Isti’s wa!st and pull out; she collapses on the bed, trembling faintly.
Her legs spread wide, barely able to hold herself up.
But my b0dy, as if forgetting fatigue, gets hard again.
Anyone would with Isti.
I climb on top of her and slide back in.
“Ah, no. Not now… nooo…”
Ignoring her, I stir her snatch with my rock-hard c0ck.
“Haa, ngh, Decal, wait, I’m… feeling weird…”
I pin down Isti’s flailing arms, pressing my weight into her and p0unding hard.
“Nghh, ngho~ No, nooo. Ohh~”
Isti’s snatch squeezes my c0ck tight.
With her arms trapped, she kicks her legs up and down, helplessly patting the sheets, taking it defenselessly.
“Ngh~~!”
Each thrust into her slippery canal echoes with wet sounds and flesh slapping.
“Hah, hya, nghhh…!”
“Isti, I love you.”
I whisper, nibbling her ear.
“Ngh…! Hngh! Ngh…! Me too… hic!”
I release into her tightly gripping snatch.
The final eruption feels dizzyingly good.
Isti, caught in intense aftershocks, trembles faintly as she takes it.
Exhausted, she lies on her side and falls asleep.
When I open my eyes, Isti’s sleeping in my arms.
Could there be a more satisfying morning?
As if sensing me, Isti slowly opens her eyes.
“Sleep well?”
This time, I ask.
Isti gives a soft smile and buries her face in my chest again.