Chapter 98
Chapter 98
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 98
Chapter Title: The Man in the Suit and the Bitch in the Mini Dress (5)
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Under Silkness's guidance, I casually browsed the store and picked out a suit that caught my eye.
A clean, crisp black suit.
It was a safe choice.
Thanks to the luxurious material of Arachne silk, even a basic pick would hit above average.
"Then we'll take your measurements."
Diana stopped Silkness just as she was about to wrap the tape measure around me.
"Do we have to do that...?"
"Yes. As you know, your body type is quite different from most men's, so it's essential for custom tailoring."
"...Okay."
Diana nodded with a forced smile.
To get measured, I followed Silkness into the fitting room.
"Y-You can't come in with him."
"......"
Diana flinched at Silkness's words as she tried to force her way into the men's fitting room. She stepped back, trying not to look too dejected.
I chuckled inwardly at the sight of her.
Being protected isn't so bad.
Just knowing there's someone out there who cares about me this much feels like a blessing.
Shrrk.
The curtain closed, and Silkness turned to me.
"Alright. Let's begin the measurements."
Silkness meticulously measured every inch of my body with the tape: height, shoulder to wrist, torso length and circumference, thigh thickness, and so on.
I'd sensed it when we first entered the fancy building, but she was impressively professional.
Hoo...
Silkness let out a genuine sigh of admiration as she examined me.
A remarkably well-trained physique.
Based purely on physical specs, she could probably take on a low-tier mid-level explorer.
It wasn't just for show—the muscles were perfectly developed where they needed to be.
"You're an explorer, aren't you? Quite the honed body."
"Yeah. Junior explorer for now."
"Hmm. 'For now,' huh..."
It was a confident statement.
His tone carried resolve and certainty that he'd climb higher someday.
How many people wouldn't take notice of someone with that kind of drive?
Our brief chat ended there. The measurements were done.
Handles business cleanly.
I let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Unlike Diana's worries, there was no weird dick-measuring nonsense.
I stepped out of the fitting room once it was over.
"Aren't you getting fitted too, Diana?"
She flinched at my casual question, then glanced down at her arms, belly, and chest.
"...My old clothes won't fit anymore, huh...?"
She muttered softly and sighed deeply.
"Guess I need new ones when I get Ellie's dress fitted too."
She must have been planning some mother-daughter time with Ellie, just like our outing today.
It was a shame I wouldn't see her dress fitting, but I just nodded without comment.
"Please wait 30 minutes, and we'll bring out the freshly tailored suit."
"You make the clothes in 30 minutes?"
"That's the magic of Arachne silk. And my skills aren't half bad either."
Mid-layer monster byproducts were indeed something else.
These weren't cheap off-the-rack suits, so trying it on firsthand seemed wise.
After a short wait, Silkness returned with a tray holding a sleek suit set: dress shirt, pants, jacket, and tie.
The crisp yet soft fabric brought a satisfied smile to my face.
I took the tray without a second thought and headed into the fitting room to change.
Swish— rustle—
"Eep...!"
Diana shrank back at the sounds from the fitting room.
For a moment, she worried about my sense of chastity as I changed so casually with just a curtain between us. Then I emerged in the sharp suit.
"Whoa... I didn't expect it to look this good..."
Even Silkness, who'd sewn it herself, stared in awe.
Despite the helmet covering my face, the fit was impeccable.
It complemented my muscular build while falling perfectly clean.
I adjusted my shirt cuffs, looking down at Diana from my towering height. She couldn't help but gaze up.
"Diana."
Squeeze♡
Her womb clenched hard at my low, weighty voice, then melted into a gooey mess.
Imagining his hidden face under the helmet with that suit made her womb throb and her nipples stiffen without her realizing.
"First time in something like this—doesn't feel awkward, does it? The material's so good, it's surprisingly comfortable."
"Y-Yeah... It, it looks good...!"
Diana avoided my eyes, carefully pinching her nose.
She felt like a nosebleed was imminent.
Balkan in a suit... dangerous...
Sniff—
"Eep...!"
Her painfully erect nipples began to bead with moisture.
I-I emptied them all night...!
There was still milk left.
Panicking at the unfamiliar changes in her body, Diana hurriedly pressed her arms over her nipples.
"...Hold on. Can you grab a water bottle?"
"Ah, sure!"
Catching on, I asked Silkness.
She grasped the situation and quickly fetched one.
"Diana. Over here."
"Euuuh...!"
I took the bottle and gently pulled her arm, leading her to the fitting room. She needed somewhere to hide.
Shrrk!
I drew the curtain and carefully checked her.
The tips of her micro dress were already soaked dark with liquid.
"Got the bottle, but will this work?"
"Y-Yeah... Thanks, Balkan."
"Then I'll just—"
Thud.
As I handed her the bottle for her milk and turned to leave, Diana grabbed my arm with her head bowed.
"...Um, could you... help a little?"
"H-Help?"
"...Yeah. This morning, I couldn't get it all out alone... I think I need help to fully milk them."
She clutched her leaking breasts, speaking in a crawling voice.
I'd been trying to escape fast to suppress my arousal, but with a request like this...
Fine. Can't be helped. My benefactor's uncomfortable. Turn her down? After all she's done? Can't even handle this much?
Gulp.
I swallowed and nodded.
"How should I help, then...?"
"G-Gently. Squeeze from the inside of the breast outward, like this. Just like milking a cow..."
Diana pressed her fingers along where her underarm met her udder.
"Start here and push down firmly... that'll get it out more effectively..."
My dick throbbed painfully at her kind instructions.
"Start with the left... slowly milk it...?"
Uncharacteristically bold, Diana carefully slipped off the left strap of her milf dress.
Her pathetic, leaking udders spilled out.
I cautiously placed my hand under her breast.
No need for caressing.
This wasn't lewd.
Just mechanical milking of a female cow's udders.
Squeeze—
I gripped her thick areola firmly.
Then I stroked up her slutty, milk-spewing udder like milking a cow, clutching the weak spot she'd revealed herself with my palm.
"Hnnng...!"
Her hyper-sensitive flesh reacted instantly to my thick, rough hand on the soft mound.
Drip— drop—
Milk splattered into the bottle. But this was just the start.
"Alright, here we go."
"M-Mm...!"
With a slight grip, I compressed her entire breast in my palm and squeezed.
Squeeeez!
"Hoooooh?!"
Her loose udder gushed milk immediately.
Milk from her right breast splashed onto my freshly tailored suit.
"Hah! S-Sorry... Balkan... your clothes..."
"It's fine."
I shrugged it off and removed the jacket.
My muscular frame, wrapped in the white shirt, came into view. I rolled up the sleeves.
"Y-Yeah? But—"
My veiny forearms, packed with muscle, squeezed her udder.
Squeeeeeze!
"Hooooooong?!"
Diana's eyes rolled back as she squirted milk and girl-cum.
Splattersplattersplattersplat!
I savored the sound of milk waterfall pounding the bottle.
"Milking's just getting started."
...No way...
Silkness held her breath, swallowing quietly at the sounds beyond the fitting room.
Even if retired and fading from memory, the legendary explorer Diana Ordia...
"Hoooong♡ N-Nooo♡ Stop milking♡ Nooooo♡"
"It's still pouring out like this—why stop? Might as well finish the job properly."
"~~~♡♡♡?!?!"
She couldn't believe those vulgar, perverted moans coming from her.
I thought Diana would be the dominant one... guess not?!
Inconceivable, yet the melted female gasps echoed right beyond the curtain.
...Impressive. That boundless ambition has solid backing.
She recalled Balkan calling himself "just" a junior explorer.
An explorer who casually slays mid-layer beasts like Arachne and turns their parts into business—Silkness's mind raced.
...Found myself a connection.
After the merciless milking session, we took a brief rest thanks to Silkness's consideration.
"You sure it's okay buying this much?"
"O-Of course. Anything else you need? Training gear, casual clothes...?"
Diana asked sheepishly.
I could feel her urge to repay me for the milking help.
I gave a wry smile and showed her the shopping bags filling both hands.
"What you've bought already is more than enough."
She'd gotten me not just the suit for Ellie's graduation, but a bunch of other clothes.
All high-end Arachne silk pieces.
Enough to last me a good while without worrying about outfits.
"Heh heh. Come visit again."
Silkness, having sold dozens of outfits in one day, grinned ear-to-ear as she saw us out warmly.
We'd spent more time than expected.
The Labyrinth City's sky was already tinged with sunset.
"Head back to the inn now?"
"Ah... I have a quick stop to make. Go on ahead."
"A stop?"
Diana gently pressed her chest at my question.
"Need to get an artifact to tone down the nipple stimulation. I'll pop over to the Lawless District."
Lawless District.
The separated city of anarchy and vice on the west side of Labyrinth City.
Heading to that dangerous place for a rare artifact.
And not just any—something lewd that dulls nipple sensitivity.
My interest piqued instantly.
"Mind if I tag along?"
"No. Absolutely not."
Her face turned unusually firm as she refused.
Her gaze slowly roamed over my sharp-suited form.
Diana's cheeks flushed faintly.
"No way."
So resolute, I nodded without pushing.
Considering the average scumbag in the Lawless District, showing up like this would just invite lines like, "Dressed to the nines begging to get raped. Get ready to be a pussy rug slave."
"Alright, I'll head to the inn first."
"Thanks. If the food delivery arrives, just pop it in the kitchen."
"Got it."
"I'll be quick," she said, vanishing in a flash.
Her steps were graceful, yet she covered ground like she was folding space.
Alone now, I strolled leisurely through the sunset-lit Labyrinth City back to the Cozy Winter Night inn.
"Hahk..."
"Whoa, damn... straight-up dick-teasing outfit."
Maybe because of the suit, but the stares felt even more intense than usual.
"Fuck—! If it's a tavern, open on time, damn it! What's the point if out-of-towners can't even get in?!"
"Right?! Fuck!"
My heightened senses picked up every shout around me.
Coincidentally, the racket came from my destination.
Cozy Winter Night inn.
A booze-soaked gang was kicking the firmly shut door of Diana's inn, causing a scene.
A hammered dwarf, human, and dark elf trio.
What the hell? New suicide method?
What if Diana had been here?
"Everyone, calm down. You're too drunk. We can't do this here!"
"Shut it, pointy-ears! Fuck off! The more I think, the madder I get!!! You think customers are dicks?!"
"Yeah!"
Thwack!
Whatever pissed them off, the dwarf and human kicked over a box by the door in rage.
The ingredients inside scattered across the dirt.
"If customers! Come! You open! The damn door!!!"
The food Diana and I had gathered since morning got trampled underfoot.
Snap.
I heard the thread of my reason break in my mind.
"Hey, you fucking rag bitch karens."
The wariness that had softened from people's kindness hardened again.
"You know where you are, throwing your tantrums?"
Time for Pussy-Shard Hunter Balkan to return.