Seems the Developers Didn't Care About This Part At All
Seems the Developers Didn't Care About This Part at All
"Whoa~ What on earth did those guys do so much... Oh my, even the bath..."
"Right. Should I ask to be requested next time she visits our shop?"
Two junior girls who work at the brothel came in to clean the room where Max and I had our little event, and they each expressed their impressions upon seeing the state of the room.
"No need for that. It was just because it was their first time and they got excited. Next time will probably be just ordinary."
"Even considering that... No, the fact that you're saying that means Madam really did plan to take those vir~gin boys, didn't you!?"
"As expected... Shephy, the hot virgin hunter of Adventurer City!"
"Hey! Look at these kids?"
Even though I'm the Madam, it's only been since last year, and the brothel sisters who knew me still think of me from my 'big sister' days, so they naturally make these kinds of jokes.
"They just have no end of things they won't say to the Madam!"
Thump!-
Thump!-
"Owwwwww! That hurts!"
"Madaaam! My already bad brain is going to get even worse!"
"Men prefer slightly stupid girls over smart ones anyway, so that's good. Well then, please take care of the cleanup."
""Yes~""
Even I thought cleaning this room, which was left in a state utterly devastated by the traces of sex, looked like a lot of work, so I decided to give them a little extra for their trouble.
"Here, split this between you."
Jingle-
I gave the sisters about half of the tip that Max and the others, despite being novice adventurers, had left on the table as if to say they'd request me again next time, pretending they had money from somewhere.
"Oooo! Thank you!"
"Yep! I'll work hard to become stupid, Madam!"
"Okay~"
After having the brothel sisters finish the cleanup and stepping outside, I was greeted by the ambiguous sunlight between breakfast and lunchtime.
Even though I had invested almost all the semen I got from Max and the other virgin adventurers into stamina growth, I was still tired to the point of nearly collapsing. Stretching, I leisurely headed somewhere.
"Ugggggh! Ah~ I'm dying. I'm really dying~"
The place I was heading to, leaving behind the house I bought because it was cheap and close to work despite some noise near the brothel, was the bakery.
"Aming~ I'm here. Give me yesterday's leftover bread cheap."
It was the family home of Max, whose virginity I had taken just last night.
"Why? Why didn't you just come in with Max? Just how much did you suck out of that kid? He collapsed right in the entryway as soon as he got home! I never imagined the day would come where I'd have to carry my son on my back to his room after he collapsed from working his waist at a brothel, you witch!"
"Hahaha~ Sorry, sorry~ But that's not really my fault... is it?"
"You sure know how to talk. Here, eat this while you wait. I'll pack some up for you."
Whoosh-
"Oh~ Alright! Ah, hot hot! Phew~ phew~ Thank you, I'll enjoy it!"
Having seemingly said all she wanted about her son's deflowering incident, Madam Aming threw me a freshly baked bread and went around the shop packing various breads.
"So? How was my son? Think he can act like a man?"
"Uh... which would you prefer? The painful truth or a kind lie from a village auntie?"
For reference, by my standards, the kind lie is over ten times more painful, but it seems aunties don't think so.
It's a mysterious world that even I, as a woman now, cannot understand.
"Let's see... is that painful truth more painful than that bastard Turner going to the brothel to fuck you?"
"Oh, you knew about that."
"I don't plan to say anything about it. I'm just old now, I guess. And it's not like you did it on purpose; you just came to the bakery, said hello, and smiled saying the bread was delicious. The problem is that bastard husband who saw that and went looking for you. At least I don't plan to complain about that. It's not like he stole from the shop; he used his own allowance. And it's not like I've never fooled around either! Wahahaha!"
"Aming..."
Madam Aming had always been easygoing, but as she aged and ran the bakery, her personality became even more robust. She was completely different from the other wives who came to the brothel to pick fights with me and the other prostitutes, asking why we seduced their husbands.
Thanks to that, when other aunties, who started getting jealous of me living loved in bed without getting married and staying much prettier than others past thirty without any ability help, began to ostracize me one by one, only Aming remained my auntie friend.
'If I said I seduced Turner first, she'd get angry no matter what, so let's keep it quiet.'
Actually, Turner didn't come to the brothel with his allowance to hold me; I seduced him, and we even enjoyed illicit sex in her marital bedroom when Madam Aming wasn't around. It's probably best to keep that a secret.
For reference, even if Turner saved his allowance for a year, it wouldn't cover one night with me.
"So? Let me ask again, how was my son? Is he okay? If that boy is going to play adventurer, I need him to at least have a grandchild quickly so I can leave the bakery to that kid."
"Yeah! Don't worry about that part! He was fucking amazing! My husband's was huge, but his son's was even bigger! If I'd messed up just a little, I almost would've become Aming's daughter-in-law."
"Ugh~ Painful truth my ass! You say it's okay to hit her, and you just lay her down and beat her! Ugh! Ugh! You whore! I don't need a daughter-in-law like you!"
"Ouch~ Stop hitting me~ Why! What's wrong with me!"
"You're a whore, a whore! Who knows if it'd be my grandchild or some other guy's!"
"Tch, you're making me speechless. Munch munch."
No matter how understanding and non-discriminatory Aming is, there is a line, and a prostitute is obviously out as a daughter-in-law candidate.
"By the way, what expensive thing did you apply to become so pretty, Shephy?"
"Huh? Ahh... there's something like that."
I thought it was pretty late to notice now, but Aming also took an interest in my changed appearance, which seemed to have rejuvenated me by almost 20 years.
"Ah! That's right! Wait a moment, Aming."
"Huh? What is it? What? Some kind of item you apply on your face? Can you share some with me?"
"Uh... something like that?"
Even though I invested the semen I received last night into stamina, I didn't invest all of it.
After raising it past a certain point, the required semen growth resource unit increases. I raised my attack power past that by 20 back with the Poison Wyvern, but the stamina I raised to endure last night's sex was only raised by 10, just before that point.
'I'm sure I could bestow it on others too, right? Let's see... 'Charm', this is it.'
It was a stat that existed in the original game too, but I couldn't raise it myself. Since Shephy was set as the top-tier beauty of Adventurer City, it was a stat that increased on its own as the game progressed.
'Let's raise Aming's just a little.'
Originally, it should only have been possible to raise the combat stats of Rage or the NTR guys, but I don't remember there being any setting saying it was impossible, so I decided to try it.
"Close your eyes for a moment, Aming."
"Okay."
Slap-
I took out a canteen along with a handkerchief from the light bag I carry and dabbed a little on the handkerchief.
It seemed possible to just touch anywhere with my hand, but I needed the excuse that it was a cosmetics item with outstanding performance, not an ability, so I went through the extra trouble.
"Then I'll apply it."
Swish-
While rubbing Aming's face with the handkerchief, I touched the other side of her face with my other hand and bestowed the ability.
'Let's start lightly... 1, no, wait, even though the semen resource itself is almost all from Max, let's give her 3, no, let's go big and give her 4!'
I wondered if it was okay to give the power from her son's semen to his mother, but if I worried about every little thing like that, there'd be no end, so I just went for it generously.
I invested a huge amount of resources, ten times what was needed to raise my own charm, and barely raised Aming's charm by 4.
Then...
"Huh, wha? No, wait!"
In a panic, I poured all the water from the canteon onto Aming's face for an excuse.
"What!? Why are you doing that!? Did something strange happen? Pffft pfft! Hey! You witch! What the hell did you pour on me!? Is this some kind of rejuvenation black magic item whores use!?"
"No, it's absolutely not that! I just poured too much! What a waste, really! Ughhh!"
"Oh, really? Well... what can you do! It's already poured! Hahahaha! Thank you, Shephy! Just think of it as payment for my son's virginity! Hahaha!"
After making a quick excuse, I examined her face, which she herself hadn't yet realized.
'4? Only 4 for this much?'
Her charm didn't go up when I raised her charm.
Instead, her Age part suddenly started decreasing, and Aming, who was Age:40, became Age:26.
'This... does this make sense?'
It seemed that if I used the ability I possessed in ways not used in the game, it was a far more ridiculously cheat-like ability than I thought.
*
"What is this!? Is this really me?"
"Uh... Seyra! It's an item passed down by that elf courtesan who passed away last year."
"Ah~ That person? No wonder! This is unbelievable! Thank you! Really thank you, Shephy! Wahahaha!"
What's done is done and can't be helped.
Aming, who looked in the mirror and was overjoyed, jumping around without acting her age, insisted I take something, threatening to give me all the bread in the shop. I dissuaded her, advised her to tell anyone who asked that the village whore used a beauty potion given by the elf who died last year, forcibly accepted a large amount of bread, and finally returned home.
- "Aahng♡ Haahng♡ Ang♡ Aahng♡ Clit♡ I love it♡ Aahng♡ Ang♡ Even my nipples♡ Why does it♡ feel♡ Haaht♡ so good♡ Aahng♡"
"What is she doing now..."
When I finally returned home, the sound of Rage masturbating in the room was clearly audible all the way to the living room.
I said I'd put the virgin up for auction, so she probably wasn't poking her hole, but there are plenty of other ways to masturbate, so it seemed she was lying on the bed enjoying herself to her heart's content.
"Ugh, whatever. I'd probably do the same, so."
I could understand it perfectly, and it wasn't something I needed to stop, so I decided to leave her be. I stored 'that thing' I had set aside during sex with Max last night in the magic refrigerator and lay down on the sofa.
"Ah, I'm dying. I'm really fucking tired."
Capturing Rage and the Poison Wyvern, walking all night, one night. Having a 4P orgy with Max and the others at the brothel last night, another night.
No matter how much I raised my stamina, it wasn't just staying up for three nights; I stayed up for three nights while handling a pretty hard schedule.
- "Aahng♡ P, pinching it♡ feels♡ even better♡ Aht♡ Aah♡"
'Ah... This is bad... If she's already feeling it from the pain... This is trouble... Ah... I should stop her... That...'
In the end, lying on the sofa with my eyes closed, I used that Rage girl's masturbation sounds as a lullaby and fell fast asleep.