Risk Level 2: Harpy
Even after yesterday’s chaotic day, the reason I can still drag myself to work with this much energy is thanks to my counseling sessions with Harpy. She’s become the only true sanctuary for my heart. Ironically, it feels like I’m the one being healed more through these sessions.
Whenever I see those gentle eyes and the way her pretty amber irises roll around, an idiotic smile creeps onto my face.
“You came at just the right time, Ung-ssi.”
“Huh?”
…Thud! I was picturing Harpy’s adorable face as she shyly hid behind her long sleeves when that familiar, unpleasant voice called out from behind me. I lost my balance and smacked my head against the wall.
“Ugh…”
That woman… How does she treat solid concrete like it’s a cookie?
“…I wasn’t trying to tease you just now.”
“So you’re saying you usually do intend to tease me?”
“Well, yes?”
…She doesn’t even bother denying it.
“So… what did you mean by ‘just the right time’?”
“Oh, did I say that? Harpy seemed like she needed help.”
“Harpy? Did something happen?”
I wasn’t sure why Harpy needing help would count as perfect timing, but… no. If I want to steer our counseling in a better direction, building a closer relationship is necessary. Helping her when she needs it is a simple way to earn some goodwill. That must be what she meant. I almost misunderstood because I keep assuming this Pierrot only wants to mess with me.
“Understood. I’ll head in right away.”
After quickly disinfecting in the staff-only room, I made my way to Harpy’s chamber. The team leader was already waiting with a terminal and earpiece in hand. I still wonder what kind of face hides behind that mask.
“…It’s nothing serious, right?”
“No, it only just started. Still, approach quietly just in case.”
When I got closer, the team leader casually hid the screen. What exactly had started? Her deliberate concealment made me uneasy, but this was still a good chance to make a positive impression on Harpy. I couldn’t let it slip by.
“I’ll say it again—approach quietly. One wrong move and it might break.”
“Break…? What might break?”
As expected, the team leader fell silent at my question. Anxiety crept in. I hadn’t misheard. What could possibly break? My head, maybe…? No way.
Creaaak. Since I had no more questions, she personally opened the iron gate for me. That only made it more suspicious. Still, it didn’t seem like she was lying about Harpy needing help, so I had to go. More than anything, I couldn’t imagine Harpy ever harming me.
The scheduled counseling time hadn’t arrived yet, so stepping into Harpy’s nest this early gave everything a different, tense feeling. Following the team leader’s warning, I walked as silently as possible. The soft dirt floor made it easy to stay quiet.
Rustle… swish…
After pushing through the tall grass, I finally reached the small garden hall where we usually held our sessions.
“…Harpy?”
Normally she would already be sitting neatly at the tea table waiting for me, but today there was no sign of her. I called out carefully, but no answer came—only faint sounds from deeper inside.
What is that noise…? It sounds like water, but something feels off.
Should I go further in? I knew that area was her personal living space. Since she supposedly needed help, this was the perfect chance to see what her room looked like. Even though I was only going to help, I couldn’t deny the anticipation.
“Hnn…”
“Huh?”
I froze. Just as I decided to head deeper, a soft moan drifted out and poked at my ears. Of course I recognized the voice. I stood completely still and held my breath.
“Hnng, hah…”
The next, clearer moan made my face burn. It didn’t sound like pain. The voice was soaked in sweetness, mixed with hot breaths and nasal tones that made it strangely lewd and sticky.
“…”
Drawn in, I moved toward the sound. Soon her back came into view.
As expected, her nest contained ordinary furniture—an bed, wardrobe, vanity—arranged like any woman’s room. Harpy was sitting on the bed with her legs awkwardly folded and spread, her back to me. I could only see her from behind, which meant she hadn’t noticed me yet.
“Hn… ahh… hng…”
Hearing those sweet moans up close made my lower body throb with heat. Squish… squelch… squelch, squelch… Even from behind, the way her shoulders trembled with each moan told me exactly where her hands were. I finally understood the source of the watery sounds I’d been hearing.
…She’s doing it. Right now, worries about being caught or the fact that someone was watching from outside didn’t even register. All that remained was the overwhelming urge to see her face.
I wanted to respect her lonely, unfulfilled heart and the time she spent comforting herself alone, but desire and curiosity refused to let my feet retreat. Instead, they carried me closer.
Just a little nearer…
“Hah… hiyaa…? Hyaaah…”
Just a little more…
Clatter.
“Ah?”
“…!!”
Whoosh—! Harpy whipped around so fast the air stirred. Her wide eyes locked onto me as I crept closer. Even then, I couldn’t help thinking how pretty she looked—sweat-dampened hair clinging to her forehead, her expression dazed and defenseless.
“Hnn… hii?!”
Honestly, my first thought was that eyes could really get that big. Then the realization that I was completely screwed crashed back along with my returning reason. I’d been caught sneaking up while she was pleasuring herself. There was no way she’d see this favorably. From now on, her gaze would definitely carry thorns.
“…Ah, um. This is…”
Worry flooded in—pay cut, forced resignation, social ruin. I could already picture Harpy’s gentle eyes turning sharp. Then—
Plop…!
“Heuk?”
“?”
Along with a slick sound, something fell—thud! It rolled across the floor toward me.
“An… egg?”
One thoroughly soaked egg.
…Why an egg? A wireless vibrator shaped like an egg? No, that couldn’t be.
“S-so… I heard you needed help…?”
“…Hic.”
‘Eek… aaah… aaaahhh…’ I could hear her mentally screaming.
“Kyaaaaah!”
With a piercing shriek, Harpy covered her face with both hands. In her panic, her sleeves had ridden up, revealing parts of her wings and the raptor-like talons I’d only ever seen on screen. Sticky fluid stretched between her fingers, glistening under the light. My mind went completely blank.
“A-ah…?!”
Realizing too late that she’d exposed her hands, her eyes trembled as tears welled up. She yanked the blanket over herself and hid completely. Only then could I finally exhale.
‘What do I do, what do I do… what am I supposed to dooo…’
Harpy’s muffled, sobbing voice came from under the covers.
“Ah… Harpy…”
With her face hidden, I missed my chance to apologize properly. My mouth still wouldn’t work.
“Wait, what’s going on?”
“?!”
The cursed Pierrot had followed me in. What do you mean, what’s going on? You’re the one who told me to come here.
“…Oh dear. I asked the counselor to bring Harpy’s egg, but it seems he made a mistake since it’s his first time.”
“Egg, ah? Uh…?”
I couldn’t even manage a proper retort. My gaze was magnetically drawn to the slick egg on the floor.
Hold on. So this really is… Harpy’s egg? I startled her and made it fall. Worried it might be cracked, I quickly picked it up despite the mess on my hands.
“I-it’s warm…”
The heat radiating from it was far stronger than I expected. Realizing this warmth came from inside her made my lower body pulse.
“No need to hold it like a baby. It’s an unfertilized egg.”
“Ah.”
“Still, I didn’t think you’d pick it up bare-handed.”
“Aah?”
Watching the sticky, warm fluid stretch between my fingers made my already flushed face burn even hotter.
“Uuu…”
Harpy peeked out from under the blanket, probably drawn by the team leader’s voice. Whether she was checking on her egg or the situation, I didn’t know… but now was my chance. If I was going to apologize, it had to be now.
The team leader was trying to cover for me by claiming I’d simply made an innocent mistake, but the truth was I’d chosen this path out of lust. I couldn’t lie on top of that.
“Harpy, I’m sorry for startling you. So… I don’t even know what to say.”
“Uuu… heh.”
‘He’s… really sorry… I was surprised, but it’s my fault my hands got exposed…’
That wasn’t the real issue here.
“No! It’s just… I couldn’t help wanting to see.”
“Ung-ssi?”
The team leader called my name, probably wondering why I was rejecting the perfect excuse she’d handed me. But—
“But I don’t think it’s strange at all. If anything… I think Harpy is beautiful and special.”
“…”
Deciding to hear me out, the team leader stepped back instead of stopping me.
Holding her warm, slick egg in my hands, I continued.
“Y-yes… beautiful… hn.”
‘Beau… beautiful… he said I’m beautiful… and special…! Special…? I’m special…?’
Poof. Harpy’s face turned bright red before she dove back under the blanket, but her inner voice came through crystal clear.
“So… you don’t need to hide or feel ashamed.”
It felt like a confession. It wasn’t one, but my heart still raced so fast I wasn’t sure the words came out right. I worried the team leader could hear it pounding.
Soon, her reaction came first.
“That was nice. I heard you loud and clear. Quite convincing, coming from someone standing there with that proudly pitched tent.”
“Huh…?”
Following her amused voice and pointing finger, I looked down. My erection was straining visibly against my pants.
“T-this is… I mean…”
“Harpy’s releasing pheromones to attract a mate, so I understand. Still.”
The team leader pulled on thin latex gloves, took the egg from my hands, and rubbed the thick fluid between her fingers before stretching it out right in front of my eyes.
“You’ve got real counselor potential.”
“…Yes.”
After one last chuckle at my awkward attempt to cover myself, she pointed at the blanket-covered Harpy.
“Since we’ve confirmed Harpy is healthy and egg-bound without issue, I’ll be going now.”
“…”
She left as casually as she’d arrived, footsteps fading away. Then—
Peek. Harpy’s cute face emerged again, and our eyes met.
“…!”
Poof… Of course she hid again, but the embarrassment seemed closer to shyness than displeasure. That meant my worst fears hadn’t come true. Relief washed over me—while simultaneously making my lower half even more obvious.