Chapter 343
Chapter 343
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 343
Chapter Title: Ranch
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The slums I revisited were as gloomy and dark as ever. It was a brutal, filthy, hateful place that was little more than a trash bin for the human world. Staying here too long would turn anyone into a criminal.
Shing.
Next time, I'd definitely come back with Lisette and shake these bastards down, I thought as I drew my sword and pressed forward. You never knew when murderers might pop out.
The black iron longsword Karin had given me felt heavy, but its balance was good. With my strength and skill, handling it wouldn't be a problem. Honestly, if I'd fought with this, I might have... beaten Lisette? Who knows.
She would have checked my weapon's condition too, after all.
Well, with a sword like this, even if the slum dwellers swarmed me like last time, I could break through their encirclement without issue.
Thud, thud.
As I ventured deeper in, I started spotting a few homeless guys sprawled out. Seeing them passed out from morning onward, they seemed pretty content in their own way.
Good.
Time to borrow some pocket money from these jerks.
"Hey, kids!"
Happiness is meant to be shared.
"Hiiik!!"
"M-Murder Bard!!!"
"Run awaaay!!!"
The moment I approached to talk, they spotted me and freaked out like their dead mother from last night's dinner had come back to life, bolting off at full speed.
It was a stark contrast to their usual indifference, lying there asleep no matter who came by.
And what the hell was a "Murder Bard"?
Some hidden class?
"Fuck."
In the end, they all fled, so I couldn't borrow any money. Biting my lip in frustration, I scanned the surroundings. Not a single rat left.
Aaah!!
Run!!!
Even on my way to the black magic shop, a similar scene unfolded with another sudden exodus.
These bastards dared show me their backs...?
I felt an urge to test out the new sword, but there was no point wasting time and stamina chasing them.
I had more important business.
Didn't Lisha say to come early in the morning within the week? I'd spent a short time with Karin, but it was still early.
This timing should be perfect.
Couldn't delay any longer.
I quickened my pace and arrived at the shop. Before I could even knock, the door creaked open with a screeech. It felt like she knew I was coming from afar.
I stepped inside naturally, and the door shut automatically behind me with a click as it locked. Some security. Felt like a fancy door lock—totally at odds with the creepy shop vibe. Only the door was modern.
"...Locking the door, Lisha?"
The back room was as dark as always, curtained off. No wonder her skin was snow-white; living in the dark all the time.
Still, light seeped through the curtains, so it wasn't too bad.
"I think we need to today."
Lisha emerged from the back in a negligee. Her white skin contrasted sharply with the darkness, red eyes gleaming, elegant silver hair in perfect harmony.
She really was stunningly beautiful.
"Hehe, snow-white skin like snow? That's what you were thinking?"
"More like whiter than snow."
"Such kind words."
A faint smile played on Lisha's lips, making my heart itch. Please switch to adult mode already.
"You came early in the morning as I asked. Come sit. Hm, no need to rush."
She could read my every thought, as usual.
"Today..."
Lisha gently took my wrist and led me to the sofa, sitting me down. Warmth and subtle strength emanated from her small hand.
"Yes, today is just for you and me."
Every gesture, every word dripped with allure—it was insanely arousing. I wanted to pin her down and unleash my desires right then.
"...No, Lisha, this is too embarrassing."
"Embarrassing?"
Her soft tone made her lean in, resting her head on my shoulder. She intertwined her fingers with mine, playing with them.
"I'm really... looking forward to it. My heart's pounding."
Swish.
She pressed our clasped hands to her chest.
"Feel it."
"I always say, that's a crime."
"Is it?"
"..."
Placing my hand on her flat chest, I felt her heart thump-thump strongly. The warmth on my skin fueled my excitement.
"I was looking forward to this every day, wondering when you'd come."
"I wanted to visit early too, but time just wouldn't—"
"Hehe, it's fine. Just having you here makes me happy."
Mwah.
She nuzzled my neck happily, then kissed my cheek.
Ah.
Lisha, you're killing me.
I silently vowed to my inner Claudy-mama that I'd make Lisha bear my child. After teasing me for a good while, she pulled back.
"Oh, but... have you eaten?"
"No. I skipped breakfast to come early."
"Hm, that's no good. Aren't you hungry?"
"A bit, yeah."
Come to think of it, I was starving. No breakfast and I'd ravaged Karin—makes sense. My pouch had rations anyway, so no big deal.
But as I thought about eating those, Lisha shook her head.
"Hehe. Wait a sec. I'll set the table."
"Whoa, really? That's too much."
"It's fine. Just sit."
Lisha stood, lit the shop's lamps with a gesture, and headed inside. Kitchen back there? I waited as instructed.
Didn't expect a full meal too.
Bubble bubble.
Something was boiling. I browsed the back while removing my sword belt, greaves, and quilted armor, setting them aside.
A nice aroma wafted over... soup or stew?
Soon Lisha brought out the food: meat stew, several roasted chicken legs, and salad.
All looked mouthwateringly delicious.
"Eat up."
"Th-Thank you! This looks fucking amazing!"
With her permission, I dug in. It tasted as good as it looked. I marveled,
"Whoa, whoa. This is incredible. Better than most restaurants."
"Really? I'm glad I learned cooking then."
"Aren't you eating, Lisha?"
"I'm not hungry."
Lisha just smiled, watching me eat the whole time. It felt awkward, but the food was so good I didn't mind.
"Thanks, that was great."
"Seeing you enjoy it makes me happy."
A satisfying fullness settled in.
Lisha cleared the table and returned.
Thinking about it... this was my first home-cooked meal like this. So grateful.
"...Now, let's head to my room."
Right. Today's task was clear: spend the whole day having sex with Lisha. She'd asked for it herself.
Time to repay the meal.
I shot up and scooped her petite body into a princess carry.
"Kyaa?!"
"Up we go."
"...E-Embarrassing."
Up the stairs we went.
"Making my heart race like this..."
"Lisha, say that and I can't hold back."
Even in her childlike form, it aroused me unbearably. But no, I didn't want her like this. I'm no criminal.
"I want to ravage you right now."
"..."
Flinch.
Her body trembled at my words.
"Oh, do whatever you want today... That's why I called you."
"But transform first."
"Your tastes never change."
"Yep."
"You don't like this form?"
"No way. It's cute. Why would I dislike it? But liking it and getting hard are totally different."
"I see."
"Exactly."
The door to Lisha's second-floor room was already open.
I gently laid her on the bed. Swish. Black energy descended, transforming her into her irresistibly seductive adult form.
Her height grew. Her breasts swelled massively in proportion. Her waist narrowed, legs elongating into alluring curves.
Her hips widened for easy childbirth, ass plumping up. Hair lengthened, face shifting to bewitching allure.
This was Lisha's true form.
The witch of lust, stirring men's desires. Feminine hormones overflowed from her voluptuous body. Her beauty rivaled Claudy's.
"You like this form of mine so much? Your gaze is burning."
Best of all, the negligee didn't resize—it barely reached her waist now.
Her voice stoked my urges. I swallowed hard.
"...Go wash up."
Half-naked, Lisha turned away, face flushed. No trace of her usual haughty authority—just pure shyness.
"Yes."
I entered the shower as told, scrubbing every inch clean. The toothpaste smelled nice—high-end stuff? Fine since she said to wash.
The thought of her milk made me throb wildly.
My rock-hard erection pressed against my abs, precum leaking, begging to burst.
I dried off and emerged.
Lisha lay on the bed, hands clasped, eyes closed.
Touching her shoulder,
"Ha, hot? Y-You're out?"
She startled, eyes opening.
"Lisha...? You seem tense today?"
"T-Tense? What are you talking about?"
For some reason, she wasn't her usual self today. Super nervous, like. Not the lewd witch who'd drugged me from the start, claiming it was her first man.
She cleared her throat, arms outstretched.
"Heh, heh. Well... let's begin. Today, I'm all yours. Ravish me, enjoy as you please."
Lisha, you're killing me...!
"You say that, but you'll cum quick. You sure?"
Memories of making Claudy cry from nonstop pounding flashed.
"Mocking me? Cheeky."
She shed her shyness, looking down slightly.
"..."
"Get on with it. I'm not as fragile as you think."
No, two minutes tops and she'd fall... Anyway, let's start.
But foreplay first, right? Today was all for Lisha. I lay beside her.
"Lisha... you're beautiful."
"Ngh...!"
I reached down, stroking her sex. Time to play a bit. Teasing the entrance slowly, her juices flowed with moans. Super sensitive, so gently.
Today, I'd melt her completely and get that pregnancy promise.
"Hng...! Hnngh...!"
Just fingering her pussy had her tensing up, thighs rubbing together. Her moans were cute.
Keeping at it, she rolled toward me, hugging my neck.
"Kiss me... I want it."
"Of course."
Mm.
Our lips met in a fierce kiss. Her tongue invading showed how badly she wanted me.
Her long legs wrapped around, grinding against me.
I matched her, kissing back while pleasuring her below. No rushing insertion, or it'd be a mess again.
"Hng...! Haaa...!"
About five minutes in, Lisha hit her first climax, trembling and hugging tight.
"Haa... haa..."
"Lisha."
I paused, holding her.
"I want to drink your milk."
And whispered it.