Chapter 60
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 60
Chapter Title: 15. The Role-Play I Want to Try (3)
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So, if asked whether anything had changed, the answer was no, not right away.
A civil servant who looked utterly exhausted.
And one witch whose onahole was connected to her pussy.
True, I'd acquired such an amusing toy, but...
The reason I couldn't wield it skillfully on the spot was that I was far too normal.
"Hmm. While the witch lady tidies up, it might be best if I check for any bugs instead..."
"...P-Pardon? Oh, no, that's really not necessary. I can handle it with magic later..."
"Is that so...? Well, anyway. Bugs in places like this usually hitch a ride on people, so I recommend doing a light shake-down before boarding the elevator... Same goes for the front door at home..."
Someone else might have immediately rolled her clit with a finger and watched Team Leader's reaction, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.
Even her short scream from moments ago had been dangerously loud. If I started genuinely caressing her, she might let out some blatantly obvious response.
...Someone who normally enjoyed that sort of thing might think differently, but I didn't have that hobby yet.
So, hesitation stack one.
"......How's the work treating you...?"
Next, the civil servant glanced around for a seat before approaching the one beside me, adding another stack.
Overwhelmed, my only option was to hide my hand as naturally as possible and pretend nothing was amiss.
How was I supposed to mess around in a situation like this?
If it had been Erzel beside me, maybe, but...
This guy was just a regular civil servant.
"Not bad. Not as tough as I thought it'd be."
"Is it because you're working with a witch lady...? Makes sense. Dealing with her has to be better than handling furious complainers..."
"...Yeah, figures."
"Not my department, but watching from the sidelines, it's kinda like bullfighting... You get that thrill of wondering who'll break first..."
Keeping his voice low so as not to disturb Team Leader, he flashed a practiced social smile despite his exhaustion.
Judging by the content, he probably thought he was cracking a joke.
Whether he was or not, I was still hyper-aware of the onahole, making it hard to laugh along.
"Well, this place has its history. People come and go a lot..."
"......"
"Hoping you stick around for the long haul this time..."
And tossing out ominous talk like that—how was I supposed to keep grinning?
In the end, our brief chat wrapped up there.
The civil servant who'd dropped in unannounced politely took a document from Team Leader and left the office.
...Fortunately, he seemed completely oblivious to the wireless onahole's existence.
"Dowon."
But that didn't mean everything was over.
About ten seconds after the office door clicked shut.
Team Leader's voice floated through the now-quiet air as she approached with clicking heels right beside me.
"Dowon. You should answer."
"...Yes, Team Leader."
She borrowed the same chair the other civil servant had used moments ago,
"...Why'd you stop when you were doing so well?"
...not scolding me for doing it, but teasing why I'd quit midway.
A playful smile filled her face as she said it.
"You're asking why I stopped?"
"Of course. I kept the connection open, practically begging you to go for it. You barely touched it once and that was it."
"......"
"Pfft. Were you scared of getting caught? For real?"
"...C-Can't be helped. Your reaction was huge even the first time I touched it."
"Hmmm~"
I hadn't even caressed her for real—just brushed the onahole's edge—and she'd reacted like that.
If I'd touched her clit directly, she would've been way more obvious.
Same if I'd fingered deep inside the rift.
So I offered a small excuse, but Team Leader just leaned on the desk, propping her chin, still smirking.
"I was hoping you'd poke around, so I did it on purpose. Misunderstanding on your part."
"...On purpose."
"Yep, yep. No way my pussy's so lame it'd jump just from a little brush between my legs, right?"
Honestly, it probably is pretty lame.
I nearly let that doubt show on my face, but then,
Team Leader, giggling like she had full control, pointed under the desk.
"That guy's gone now, so wanna pull it out again?"
Come to think of it, I'd been hiding it the whole time.
Feeling awkward for forgetting even while gripping it, I fumbled to bring it out. With a drag of chair wheels, Team Leader scooted closer.
Her witch's scent brushed my nose.
And for a moment, I lost myself in her black hair swaying in the sunset glow from the window.
...Her words just now were a bit infuriating, but a witch was still a witch.
As I caught my breath, her sweet voice reached me.
"No need to worry about every little thing from now on, so like this..."
Team Leader's soft palm rested on the back of my left hand, which held the onahole.
And not just that—my idle right hand too.
She grabbed it herself, guiding both my hands to wrap around the onahole together.
...Making for a pretty ridiculous sight, but whatever.
My gaze naturally followed her next words.
"I like it when you press down hard on my clit with your thumb."
"......"
"That's my habit when I masturbate."
My eyes, fixed on the onahole, flicked to Team Leader's.
She met them, maybe because she caught me looking.
Her golden eyes sparkled against the sunset.
Her lips moved below them, mouthing 'thumb'.
In the end, I slightly spread my thumb from the other four fingers.
Her hand, holding my hand's back, gently drew my finger in.
The destination of my unresisting finger was, naturally,
the spot I'd been staring at ever since avoiding her gaze.
"...Hngh, this feels so weird. Borrowing someone else's finger is odd, and feeling it down there when you touch here is weird too..."
As I stroked her clit firmly like she wanted, she bit her lip briefly but managed to keep her composure.
"...Shall we do a little more...?"
"...Got it."
"Hehe..."
Ordering overtime without extra pay.
Classic black company move.
"Anyway, you saw, right? Any jumps earlier were all acting. Acting."
"...Hmm."
"Even if you press my clit like now, not a single moan... hik... hold on..."
I rubbed her clit side to side without a word, and Team Leader suddenly clamped her thighs, gripping my hand hard.
...Her slightly furrowed brows suggested she didn't like it,
but her flushed cheeks said otherwise.
"W-What happened to warning me...? That's cheating..."
"You didn't warn me when I touched it earlier. Figured we should use the same standard."
"No need to test it that thoroughly...!"
"Don't we need to, so later I can gauge if it's okay to thrust into this onahole wildly?"
"Th-That... umm..."
"......"
"......Eut...?!"
Was it okay to lose control of the situation so easily after just a few words?
With that uneasy thought as her subordinate, I slid my middle finger one knuckle into her entrance.
The wetness was there, but her insides weren't soaked enough yet, clinging to my skin.
Plenty of softness too, but still not ready for blindly shoving my dick in.
With zero male experience, even one finger was gnawed at busily, hindering movement.
About the same as with Neria...
"......"
And that chewy sensation at the end—had to be it.
Ignoring Team Leader's flinch, I pressed her hymen once more with my fingertip. This time, she yanked the onahole away.
A thin string of fluid connected to my withdrawn finger, but it went unmentioned.
"L-Let's talk first..."
"What about?"
"...If I were the apprentice witch getting help, I'd say you're progressing way too fast."
"......"
"You gotta know when to hold back. Right...?"
But if anything, hadn't Team Leader tempted me first?
...You told me to borrow it when I felt like jerking off—don't you remember?
And it was you, not me, who suggested doing a little more.
Spewing freely on offense, but your brain stalls on defense?
Those words danced on my tongue.
But what I actually said was about this much.
"So, what does Team Leader want to do with me right now?"
I handed back control as easily as I'd taken it, and only then did Team Leader beam triumphantly, curling her lips.
"First, promise me one thing. You'll obey my every command unconditionally."
"...I'll do it. I already do most of the time."
"Not really...? You just poked my pussy on your own..."
"......"
"Anyway, perfect timing. I have this play I wanna try..."
Role-play.
Given how she'd filled notebooks with custom erotic tales, it was probably that fetish of hers.
"...We're in the office right now?"
"Yes."
"And someone else just stopped by?"
"Correct."
"Pretending someone else is nearby, like before, while you torment my clit relentlessly with the wireless onahole... That's what I wanna try."
"......"
"J-Just in case, we'll make it look like we've clocked out if anyone peeks from outside..."
"Sounds good."
"Huh, really?"
And what Team Leader wanted was one of the predictable role-plays I'd foreseen.
So I nodded and agreed.
"......"
Maybe because we'd come this far.
The role-play I wanted with Team Leader was a bit different.
...With Erzel's interruption exposed as a lie,
even without that onahole.
I could probably just ram my dick in directly,
and it'd be fine.
For now, I crumpled that thought and tucked it away.