The Optimal Talent for a Lewd Warrior and Lewd Adventurer Party: Never Gets Pregnant During Heat
The Ideal Talent for Lewd Hero and Lewd Adventurer Party Optimization: Never Gets Pregnant During Heat
"The bedroom is... under construction. Yes, under construction. Since the weather is hot anyway, let's all go to the bathhouse together. It's a bit far, so let's chat and get along nicely on the way."
The Lord, who had essentially stated he wanted to have sex in the bathhouse in a roundabout way, told me about Roche on the way to the bathhouse—more precisely, about the beastkin race Roche had transformed into.
"Uuugh, a scary smell...!"
Since I, who usually visit the Lord, never hesitate to say that having sex with him is amazing, I was looking forward to having sex with him and followed along, but Roche, who was still scared of the Lord's smell and was following from a distance, grabbed me instead.
"Her race is the Wolrang Tribe, an especially rare breed among beastkin."
Wolrang (Moon Wolf) Tribe
That beastkin tribe, with golden eyes that shine like a full moon and navy blue fur like the night sky, was the rare race that Natasha, a former companion of the Hero, belonged to. It is said that Roche, who absorbed the necklace containing her power, also awakened that blood and became a Wolrang.
"How rare would you say they are?"
"How rare... Well, there probably isn't anyone besides Roche in the whole world now. Natasha passed away a few years ago."
"I see. So does that mean they are that incredible of a race?"
"Of course. Because they are hybrids with a dragon."
"...What?"
"The first dragon I erased from this world, Yawolryong Aventus, mated with the sacred tree of the spirit forest in human form, and the race born from that is the Wolrang Tribe."
Since Roche was now a companion with whom I would have to do adventurer work together for future story progression, I had thought it would be good if she were strong, but I never imagined she would carry the blood of a dragon.
"That's right. To put it in your terms... What was it again? I can't remember well. Fudge? Fuggie?"
"C-could it be... are you talking about 'furry'?"
"Yes, that's it! It's been so long since I've heard that! Back then, Shephy added the word 'chung' and called Aventus the 'Furry-chung Dragon'! Hahahaha!"
The Lord slapped his knee and laughed heartily at my words.
'Just what kind of conversation did I have with the Lord back then for the word "furry-chung" to come up?'
I was a little curious because the only person I could hear stories about the me that wasn't me, or the me that might have existed sometime, was the Lord.
"Yes. Those were the days..."
But seeing the Lord with a strangely melancholic expression I had never seen before, I couldn't bring myself to speak first.
"Ah, my apologies. I was lost in old memories for a moment."
"No, it's fine."
"Thank you. Anyway... As much as I enjoy reminiscing with you, let's finish the story about the Wolrang Tribe first."
The stories I heard after that were about how the Wolrang Tribe is physically superior to humans or other beastkin, how they can exert tremendous power at night, especially on nights with a full moon, and finally, the most important story was about their estrus.
"The Wolrang Tribe is the complete opposite of regular beastkin."
"Opposite in what way?"
"They cannot conceive a child no matter how much they have relations during estrus. Conversely, they can only conceive if they decide to have a child and have relations during normal times."
He said it was the trace of the sacred tree, who was violated by the dragon and felt ashamed of herself, trying to erase the race she gave birth to from the world as gently as possible. She reversed the beastkin's estrus cycle, which should have followed nature's order.
"That's why they normally feel fear towards strong beings and, conversely, feel love towards weak beings."
She intentionally castrated the natural instinct of a beast, which would normally desire to bear the child of a stronger being, making them desire weak individuals instead, ultimately leading to their self-extinction.
"Ah..."
And that was surely the reason Roche fell for Rage.
I remember that when Roche met Rage, even though Rage was quite old at the time, while his other companions—and even Roche, who was a junior by a long shot, though talented—had become intermediate adventurers, Rage alone had just passed the low-rank adventurer exam. Roche had taken an unusual interest in him.
"Roche... Rage..."
Thinking with my game-brain, this is definitely the ugly NTR game setting that would have been revealed in the latter half of a sequel, probably when the situation arose where Leira, who had become an elf woman, returned to being Rage.
But in this world where that has become reality, and moreover, happening to two people I cherish like family, not just anyone, I felt a stifling sensation in a corner of my heart.
"Don't worry so much. You're here now, aren't you?"
"Ah."
"I can help you too."
"I see. Hehe, thank you."
Thanks to the Lord's consideration, I reflected on having fallen into my game-brain again and arbitrarily feeling sorry for Rage and Roche.
'Yes. The Lord is right.'
Rage is no longer a middle-aged intermediate adventurer.
He is another protagonist of this world with infinite potential for growth.
'If anything, should I be worried that Roche might lose interest in a stronger Rage?'
Actually, thinking about Roche's reaction—she was happy, not displeased, when she saw Rage's sturdy cock—I realized there was no need to worry about that either.
"I was so enjoying our conversation that I forgot to tell you the most important thing about the Wolrang Tribe. Hmm, no, it would be more fun to show you directly. I'm fine without assistance, so could you call Roche for me?"
We had arrived at the bathhouse without me noticing.
The Lord gently refused my attempt to help him undress and asked me to call Roche.
"Wh-what is it, Lord-nim...?"
Despite her nervous tone and fearful expression, Roche, who loves sex so much, was wagging her tail wildly regardless of her own will, anticipating the sex with the Lord that was about to happen, even now as a beastkin.
"Regular beastkin have a specific estrus period, but the Wolrang Tribe does not. They can enter estrus anytime they wish. And..."
The Lord, without any shame, took off his pants in full view of Roche and me, revealing his magnificent cock.
"...♡"
Gulp-
Of course, that confidence was very well-founded, and the fact that I unconsciously swallowed my saliva while looking at that delectable piece of meat was one piece of evidence.
And not just me, but Roche even...
"Ah♡"
Pshuuuut! Pshh! Pshh! Pyubbyt! Pshuut!
"O,oooh♡ C,cock♡ This is it♡ Lord-nim♡ Cock♡ Ahuuut♡ Ooh♡ Ooo♡"
"There are times she enters estrus even if she doesn't want to."
She had entered estrus on her own, buried her nose in the Lord's cock, sniffed the cock scent, and started drooling.
*
The bathhouse, which looked about ten times larger than the house where Rage and I live, which the three of us entered together to wash in that kind of mood.
Tsuboop- Tsubub- Tsubob- Tsugeoek-
"Aang♡ J,just a moment♡ Lord-nim♡ Right now♡ I'm washing♡ you♡ Aang♡ Haung♡ Ang♡ Ah♡ Rage's♡ semen is♡ Aung♡ Haang♡"
Pang!- Pang!- Pang!- Pang!-
"Aauung♡ Uhiik♡ Ahuung♡ Ang♡ Ang♡ Haung♡ Ang♡"
While trying to wash the Lord, who was fucking Roche, who was on all fours on the bathhouse floor like a beast in heat—no, who had actually gone properly into heat—begging for cock, instead, all the semen from Rage that had built up inside my pussy was washed away by the Lord's fingers.
.
.
.
"Chuup♡ Chulup♡ R,Roche♡ Chuuup♡ Chok♡ I need to focus♡ on the cock♡ Chup♡"
"Chok♡ Jjook♡ But♡ Chup♡ Lord-nim's cock is also♡ Haup♡ Chup♡ Unnie's tongue is also♡ Chok♡ Chok♡ Both are so delicious♡ Chuup♡ Chok♡ Chuup♡"
Or, when Roche and I got into the warm bath together, I gave her the cock interruption kiss I had given Rage before coming here.
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.
.
Zzpeoek- Tsubub- Zzpeoek-
"Cock♡ Hek hek♡ Cock♡ Hek hek♡ Lord-nim's cock♡ Hek hek♡"
"Roche, you just got a whole lot. This time it's unnie's turn. Understood?"
"No! Lord-nim's cock♡ Hek hek♡ It's all mine!"
"Roche, you really... Huh? Kyaaah!"
"Ayeut!"
Kwadang!-
"My thing is mine, and I decide who I fuck with it."
"Ah♡ Lord-niiim♡ Ayeut♡ Aang♡"
"Yes♡ I'll share it♡ nicely with unnie♡ Heung♡ Hek♡ Haung♡ Aaah♡ Haaauut♡ Aaaang♡"
Or, daring to try and claim that cock for herself in front of the Lord's angry cock, we ended up lying down hugging each other and were thoroughly punished by the Lord.
.
.
.
"Aah... I'm dying..."
"Me too... but it was good♡ Hehe♡"
After filling the empty space left by washing away all the semen Rage had deposited with the Lord's, by the time we left the Lord's manor, the sun had already set and the moon was high in the sky.
"You too... you said it smelled scary earlier."
"Th,that's one thing! This is another! From now on, I'll always be in estrus in front of the Lord-nim. Honestly, as soon as the heat ended, I got really scared again."
"Well, that's..."
No matter what anyone says, he is the last dragon remaining in this world.
I don't know how long Roche will live from now on, but she will probably almost never see a being greater than the Lord, Actuare the Foresight Dragon, in her remaining life.
"Uuu~ Just thinking about it is scary. But then the Lord-nim's cock comes to mind and I feel like I'll go into heat on my own... By the way, what on earth is the Lord-nim? Unnie, you seem to know... Did he transform from a dragon into a human or something? I wonder. Hahaha"
"Oh, as expected, even if Roche is a bit dumb, her intuition is really good."
"U,unnie? Don't tell me it's true? No... you're joking? Hahaha..."
"..."
"Unnie!?"
Teasingly pondering whether or not to tell Roche the truth in that manner, I returned to her house intending to collect Rage and go home if he was still asleep, but
"Dororong~ Kkuul~ Dororong~ Kkuul~"
"Leira? Why is she in our house? Where's Rage Oppa? Sniff sniff, huh? This smell is...?"
I don't know if she turned back into Leira while sleeping, or if Rage woke up, turned into Leira, and then fell asleep again, but seeing Leira, who had taken over Roche's bedroom and was snoring cutely, it didn't matter anymore.
"Ah~ Actually, Rage was the Hero, and Leira is Rage's female form. So let's just sleep for now. I'm tired."
"H,hero? Unnie, you know I'm not that smart! Like with the Lord-nim story just now, you're joking, right? Unnie? Unnie! Don't sleep! No, you have to tell me first! Unnie! Madam! Shephyyyy!"
It seemed like Roche was yelling something at me, but tired and worn out like Rage was this morning, I used her shouts as a lullaby and fell asleep comfortably while hugging Leira's soft body.
"Uuung~ Shephy~ You're heavy~ Kkeuuung~ Kkuul~"
It was another busy day today.