Soon, I hear guards shouting for someone to kneel. Looks like my gift arrived safely.
“Isti, wanna grab some meat?”
“Sure.”
I head to a diner I’ve visited with Isti a few times. Even while basking in others’ envy with Isti by my side, my mind drifts to Karen’s lewd b0dy.
Pretty extravagant, even by my standards.
Hero selection.
I wasn’t interested at all, but lately, facing danger as an adventurer and leveling up have become routine. I’m starting to lean toward thrill over safety.
“Isti. What’s this urgent mission you brought to Dry Village?”
Isti finishes her food, takes a sip of water, and says, “Hunting a single Sin Wolf deep in the forest.”
“Sin Wolf? Is it strong?”
“Way tougher than orcs. It’d be a hard fight for you, Decal.”
Her tone’s so matter-of-fact, I can’t even argue. Not like I’m in a position to disagree with her about monster hunting anyway.
“That big-chested redhead swordswoman—I’m thinking of going with her.”
Isti stares at me steadily.
“Her chest was big. You like that?”
“Big chest alone? Maybe not. But that tiny waist with it? Total cheat.”
“…Hmph.”
Isti’s gaze turns icy.
“I’ll eat a ton and grow mine too.”
“You’ve got your own charm, Isti.”
“Hmph.”
Even her pout’s cute.
“So, what do you think?”
“It’s an urgent mission, so it might be risky. Plus, I… since I assigned it, I can’t help you directly.”
Makes sense…
It’s a mission to pick a hero candidate. If I drag Isti along and clear it, it’d defeat the point—she’s the judge.
“Then let’s level up today? Hunt some orcs.”
“Decal. Wanna be a hero candidate?”
“Huh? Nah, not really a goal of mine. Karen’s the one who seemed into it.”
I like watching her chase that dream. It’d be fun to tag along.
Taking on such a tiring role myself? Pass.
“Since you’re a goddess’s agent, you’re technically qualified. If you seriously aimed for hero candidate, I’d plan a training schedule.”
“You’d be my instructor, Isti?”
“Your personal teacher, just for you.”
Correcting “instructor” to “teacher”—adorable.
“Yesterday’s pace was perfect. Felt like a fun date with you—loved it.”
“…Date? What’s that?”
“Uh, it’s when a loving couple walks, eats, and hangs out together.”
Isti gives a small smile.
“That’s what we do every day.”
Heart shot!
“If you like it, Decal, I do too. Let’s hunt orcs together.”
Orc hunting it is today.
Poor orcs—bad luck for them.
At the adventurer guild’s reception desk, Ashelin’s turning away like she wants to hide, but I deliberately line up at her counter, waiting to face her.
“Hey.”
“H…how can I assist you?”
“Did you touch yourself thinking of me again yesterday?”
“…”
I wait for her answer, amused. With the suggestion planted, I know she did.
“…I did.” Ashelin admits it shyly.
“Today’s orc subjugation again. Five large soul stones.”
“Yes. One moment, please.”
She heads off, probably to get the guild master’s okay.
Isti’s sitting, waiting for me, but Ashelin skips the check and hands me five large soul stones.
“Thanks.”
I stash them in my inventory. Then I stare at her intently.
“Need more help?”
“Can you step away for a bit? Say you’re hitting the bathroom.”
“…” Ashelin bites her lip, hesitates, then mumbles, “Maybe… ten minutes…”
“Meet me in the bathroom then.”
“Uh, this kind of thing now…”
I don’t let her finish and head to the bathroom.
It’s rough, no gender split, but the stalls have partitions.
“I came to say no.”
Ignoring that, I grab her arm, pull her in, and hug her tight.
“No way.”
Sniff.
Her warmth, softness, and scent—perfect. My thing’s rock-hard already.
“No good…”
My stiff thing presses against her soft b0dy.
“Uh…”
Sniff.
“…”
Fantasizing about another woman while with Isti is extravagant enough, but getting to bang different women whenever I want? That’s next-level luxury.
“Let me do it once.”
“Just… once?”
Her snatch is already soaked through.
Facing her, I lift one leg, spread her, and slide my shaft right in.
“Ngh. Sob…!”
Incredible.
Her melons presses against me when I hold her—unreal softness and heft. Even inside her snatch, my thing keeps getting harder.
“I can… feel how excited you are.”
“Can’t help it—seeing these melons every time I check in.”
“My chest… isn’t here to turn adventurers on…”
“Back-talking while you get off to adventurers?”
“…You’re awful. Using my snatch like a toy…”
Slosh, slosh.
I rock my hips gently, savoring her honey hole.
“Perverted receptionist.”
She watches me thrust, then smiles like she’s at the counter and says, “Let me assist with your release, adventurer. Please use my snatch.”
“There a release-assist service?” I pound her snatch hard while asking.
“Ngh…! Ngh! Eek! H-How’s this?”
She reaches out, softly stroking my lower back and rear.
Chills. Feels amazing.
I shove my thing deep into her snatch.
“Hyaang…! Ngh! Haaah… Your thing’s so vigorous, I love it…!”
“You were hoping for this, right?”
“Well…”
I kiss her hesitating lips.
Tongues tangle, and I thrust tight against her for breathless minutes.
“Hnngh…! Nghah, yes ~ I was hoping Decal-sama would r@pe me ~ I got off to it yesterday too.”
Someone enters the bathroom.
“Hic!”
Ashelin stops talking, hiccupping.
I keep going, unfazed, exploring her flooding cave.
She taps my shoulder like she wants me to stop.
“Ngh… ngh… hoo… ugh… ngh~”
Her stifled m0ans are sexy as hell.
“Haa…ang. Ngh…”
Her face flushes. I keep jabbing her snatch like I can’t hold back.
Thump, thump, thump… The stall rattles slightly.
“Ngh! Sob! Nghk!”
Her eyes glaze over as she climaxes.
I finish too, unloading into her trembling snatch.
Staying pressed against her, I catch my breath, basking in the afterglow.
Soon, the other person leaves.
“Ashelin.”
“Haa… hoo… Yes…”
“Work with my load inside you ‘til I get back today.”
“…”
She kisses my cheek and smiles brightly.
“Yes ~”
Refreshing.
I can confidently say I emptied everything out. Now I can kill orcs with a clear mind.
“Decal, you done?” Isti asks with a knowing smirk.
“Yeah, let’s go on the date now.”
“Sure!”
I drink from the Goddess’s Water Bottle to shake off fatigue and head into the forest. I keep glancing around, half-hoping to spot Karen again.