A Feast in the Bathhouse to Wash Away Fatigue (4)
"Marin, what the hell was that slap for?"
Her out-of-nowhere punch had raised quite the lump on my head. When I demanded to know what her problem was, she clenched her fist hard and said,
"Solis, you came a lot."
"What?"
"Way more than when you're with me."
Marin puffed up her cheeks and pointed at Eva. Even as she scraped away with her fingers, the milky-white fluid didn't lessen — it just kept pouring out of her pussy. It was a disaster for Eva, the woman in question, but Marin went on with what sounded almost like envy in her voice.
"That's too much. I seduced you first. You came harder inside Eva, who had sex after me."
"Right? Now that I'm comparing them side by side, the difference is plain as day."
Common sense dictates that the more times a man ejaculates, the thinner and smaller the loads get. Eva's and Marin's pussies each had their own strengths, and they were dead even in performance — impossible to rank one over the other. Both of them had given me pleasures beyond what words could describe. And yet, the amount I'd blasted into Eva was somehow incomparably larger, as if I'd been deliberately dripping out a little at a time before dumping the whole reservoir at once.
"Solis, you like Eva more than me. Admit it."
"No way! I treasure every woman I've taken to bed. There's no ranking between you."
"I know that's a lie. Unlike dead-faced me, Eva's emotions are vivid, and she moans so well."
"Uh, well, that's..."
If she'd gotten angry instead, I could have smoothed things over with a few comforting words. But the more I opened my mouth, the more my words trailed off, and watching Marin deflate before my eyes, I was left fumbling.
"You have big breasts, and a firm butt, and a great figure. I'm less attractive than Eva."
'Oh no. This is bad!'
The greatest crisis of my life had arrived. Solis, one wrong word and you're finished. Botch this, and you'll regret it for the rest of your days. Choose your words carefully. Somehow, I had to find the words to appease her — though it probably would've been smart to first figure out why this whole situation had happened in the first place.
"Hey. You hearing me?"
I opened the chat window and greeted the Helper, who had been sitting silent until now. As if he'd been waiting for it, a message appeared in the chat, and I fired off my question.
"Asking just in case — was this another one of your little tricks?"
"Ha, damn it. Then you're telling me Eva's insides genuinely felt better than Marin's, so I just came more?"
"Explain. In detail."
He seemed to have a hunch about the cause of all this, so I pressed him for an explanation, and he obligingly answered.
"You mean the one Palad handed over? But that's the ability that grants wishes... wait, hold on."
At the Helper's hint, my eyes flew open like a puzzle piece snapping perfectly into place.
"That's possible? From what I know, the Divine Artifact's owner — me — shouldn't be affected by her unless something serious is going on."
"You're sure about this?"
I fixed my gaze on the liquid soaking the floor. I'd been skeptical, but just as he'd said, there was a foreign mana clinging to the fluid that had come out of my body. It was unmistakably Eva's mana.
"Unbelievable. To think I was influenced in this way without even knowing it."
It wasn't my fault. The moment that fact was confirmed, I let out a sigh of relief without meaning to. With this, the misunderstanding would be cleared up.
"By the way, how do you know all this stuff?"
The reason I'd called the Helper through the chat window in the first place was because I'd assumed he was the culprit behind this incident. Judging by the outcome alone, I'd been wrong — but separate from that, I couldn't help wondering how the hell he'd known about it.
Eva and Marin having sex with me in a sauna wasn't a development that appeared even in the novel. Even if he shared my field of vision, figuring all this out was a mystery in itself. Was it because he was some kind of god?
"Back in the day?"
He clearly had no intention of elaborating, cutting the conversation off at the root. One of those forbidden topics, huh? In any case, I'd learned what I wanted to know, so I didn't press him further. Getting this across to Marin as soon as possible took priority.
"Marin, this was all a misunderstanding. I'll explain everything, so just hear me out."
"Fine. Solis, since you're begging, I'll listen."
Thankfully, she was willing to give me a chance. I quickly rattled off a brief explanation of Eva's ability and the Divine Artifact she possessed.
"You knew Eva had Palad's Divine Artifact. But I didn't know she could use its power here."
"I'm convinced."
"Yeah, look closely and you can see Eva's traces."
Was it because they wielded the same kind of weapon? She spotted the traces — invisible even to my eyes — in a single stroke. With that, the crisis seemed to be narrowly averted.
"Eva, bad."
"Hm?"
With the misunderstanding resolved, the aggression simply rolled over onto a new target.
THWAP!
"Aah! That hurts!"
Marin strode over in deliberate steps, planted herself in front of Eva, and seized her breasts in a hard grip.
"Solis was having perfectly good sex with me. Then you barge into the sauna and ruin our private time."
"I-I-I wasn't trying to...!"
"Excuses. Liar. Pervert."
Marin squeezed and kneaded Eva's breasts like a farmer milking a cow. Under that grinding, grudge-soaked handling, Eva twisted her body like a pretzel before biting down hard on her lip.
"Y-you're one to talk, Marin! You've got no right to say that!"
Clearly having no intention of taking it lying down, Eva pinned Marin like a snake coiling around its prey and hooked her fingers into the entrance of her folds, pulling them taut and wide.
"Y-you're the one seducing a man in a public place and doing obscene things! You have no idea how much I held back!"
"Ungh!"
When the stretched skin was forced apart, revealing the peach-toned flesh within, the semen packed inside oozed out in a gooey, melted-plastic stream.
"I-I-I didn't do it on purpose, okay?! Ever since you forced yourself on me at the water park, I can't hold it in anymore!"
"The water park?"
'Uh oh.'
In an instant, a look that chilled me to the bone turned my way. Through Marin, I saw the image of a girlfriend catching her boyfriend cheating red-handed.
"Solis. Is what she said true?"
"I won't deny it. Eva was masturbating outdoors, so I screwed her as a warning."
"Pervert. Womanizer. Idiot."
Marin puffed her cheeks out to their absolute limit and rained down a flurry of timid little punches. The cat-swipe jealousy of it all nearly cracked me up, but I fought it down with every ounce of willpower I had. Well, if things ended at the level of jealousy, I'd gotten off cheap.
She already knew full well that I was a pervert who couldn't keep his hands off women given half a chance. The scary part was only when she looked at me with disappointment, like she had before. Nothing tanks a man's standing like a woman being let down by his attitude. The solution was to placate and pamper her fast, and I was just glad it had been resolved smoothly.
Anyway, with the misunderstanding cleared up, I could finally breathe easy — or so I thought.
"Aaah, whatever, enough! Marin, get out of the way already!"
Eva shoved Marin backward. It was a dismissal delivered like she was ready to slap her across the room, yet the hands pushing Marin away were full of a strangely considerate gentleness.
"Why should I move?"
"B-because I still haven't been satisfied! I need to deal with this maddening itch right now!"
Eva settled onto the sauna bench and spread her legs. She kneaded her balloon-sized breasts, swollen full of air, and stretched her slit wide with her fingers.
"Aaah, mister. Here's the delectable pussy you've been craving, ready and waiting. You'd better come taste it. Right now. Yes?"
Her insides were stuffed sloshing-full of semen, yet like a belly that still hadn't been fed, they avariciously hungered for my cock.
Ah, Eva. The protagonist of Academy Yuri Princess, the character I'd loved in the novel. What happened to the woman who was once like a lily in bloom — how did she become this shameless creature begging for a man's cock?
Oh, right. That was all because of me, wasn't it? Then I suppose I have no choice but to take responsibility...
"Hold it."
"What is it, Marin?"
The very moment I reached my hand toward Eva, Marin blocked my path. When I gave her a questioning look, she bent at the waist and thrust her butt toward me. Then, folding herself down with limber grace, she peered at me upside-down from between her own legs.
"Me first. Solis, take care of me first."
With not an inch of ground conceded on either side, the two women's sparking gazes locked in a tense standoff. A battle of jealous women over one man — a development I personally adore, but man, does it ever put me in a bind.
'Who do I choose?'