Monster's Horse Cock is Unbearable! (2)
“Ooh... it’s snowing...”
On the early morning of December 30th, with just one day left until the end of the year, I caught my first glimpse of snowfall in Essentia, where even the calendar matched Earth’s perfectly. Winter had been creeping in colder and colder... and now Essentia was getting dusted with that white shit-powder too.
I used to hate that white crap with a passion back in the day. But hey, change your environment, and it starts looking different. ...Nah, screw that. It’s not like that bullshit snow that fucked me over in the army was suddenly gonna win me over just because of a new view.
The real reason I could gaze at this snow with pure wonder was...
“Excuse me~ Coming through~”
...probably those mages out there, taking quests from the Guild Management Office to clear the snow with magic. Holy shit. Snow removal by magic? Never even crossed my mind! And the kingdom foots the bill? That means I can just sit back and enjoy the view?
Snow used to piss me off the second I laid eyes on it after getting back from service. Now? It’s pure fun. Not bad at all.
“Master. I’ve finished organizing everything just as you asked~.”
“Nice work. Luna.”
As I stood at the entrance of the adult shop, lost in snowy reverie, my slave Luna approached from behind, carrying a box. The place had been scraping by on meager sales, surviving off warehouse stock next to Maou Castle. But when we restocked, my bitches and slaves pushed so hard for their recommendations that we turned it into a women-only adult shop.
It was mostly women’s stuff anyway. When your girls ask for a change, you make it happen. Plus, Essentian men’s weak-ass stamina meant dick toys barely sold... Hmm? Nah, even with low stamina, they’d probably be curious... Location issue? Whatever, who cares.
Now the shelves are stocked solely with women’s toys—no condoms, nothing else. The leftover male stuff? Just one box. No point tossing it, so I’ll hang onto it. Not like my size lets me use any of it... but still, feels wrong to waste.
I hauled the male masturbators outside, and a soldier loitering in front of the Lord’s Castle building spotted me, waving and jogging over.
“Ah, there you are, Sema! From the Lord’s Castle!”
“Hey. What’s up? You summoning me?”
“Yes. The Lord requests you drop by the castle for a bit.”
Ugh. End of the year, snowing, and a summons? Such a pain... Sure, I’m tangled up with the Lord over Hero Eater scouting and Cecilia’s training, but dragging me out right up to New Year’s is overkill! And I’ve got that in two days!
“Hmm... tricky timing. How long will it take?”
“He said just pop in briefly, so probably not long.”
“Alright then. I’ll get ready and head over.”
No choice. I’ll swing by, treat it like a quick peek at my Celestia, and bounce. If it was tomorrow, I’d blow it off, but today’s fine.
“Ugh~ The Lord’s such a jerk! Calling you at a time like this!”
Lizbet grumbled irritably as I changed clothes at home and told them I was heading to the castle. Fair enough—my bitches and slaves were...
“It’s two days till Master’s birthday! And he can’t even hold off on the summons...”
...gearing up for my January 1st birthday bash. Thanks to the matching calendar, my weird birthday lined up here too, so my girls—over ten slaves and bitches combined—had been prepping a massive party since the other day.
They’d shut down shop for three days from the 31st to the 2nd, lining up feasts and fun. On the big day, they promised a 24-hour rotation of nonstop fucking...
So yeah, hearing I was called away mid-prep? No wonder Lizbet was pissed.
“...You already said you’d go, Master. Why not invite Seres while you’re there?”
Klea, helping me into my shirt with a thoughtful look, smiled and tossed out a fresh idea. Eh? Drag Seres along too?
“She’d probably turn it down still. Unless I challenge her to a duel or something...”
“Hehe. I think Seres is ripe for it now. A little smooth talking, and she’ll cave...”
“Master, a real duel wouldn’t be bad either? The castle’s got that big training ground.”
Hmm... I hadn’t planned to invite her yet—figured the timing wasn’t right—but their pitch made trying sound tempting. Celestia’s attitude had softened lately... Sure, hatred Lv.1 lingered, but she barely scowled at me anymore.
A birthday-slash-fuckfest with Seres in the mix? Perfect. Hell yeah, I wanna try!
“Alright... I’ll sweet-talk her good. Be back soon.”
“Have a safe trip, Master.”
“Don’t stay out late~ Hurry back~”
“...So, no leads around here. Just the outskirts left...”
The Lord spread a map on the table, pointing here and there as he briefed me on the Hero Eater search. Fatigue laced his voice—he’d clearly been at it nonstop.
“The outskirts are far from Radia, makes scouting a hassle. That’s why I’d like you—the one who spotted the traces—to check it out with the saintess...”
“Tough right now, but a few days from now? I can manage. That work?”
“Of course. You deserve New Year’s off too. Just you stepping up lightens the soldiers’ load—no complaints here. Whew...”
“...You look beat. You okay?”
“Hm? Oh... Orders came down to report every Hero Eater detail without fail. With the Guild Management Office director AWOL, I’ve got extra on my plate. Kinda drained.”
Director? Been a while since I heard that name. Yeah, I hadn’t seen her in ages either. Bumped into her a few times right after arriving in Radia, then nada.
Top dog at the Guild Management Office, right? How’s she gone this long?
“Ah, her... Yeah, it’s been forever. She’s been out a while, huh? That okay?”
“...Mm, family matters... Ahem.”
His face got oddly cagey. What’s that about? He knows something, though. Makes sense—he’d cross paths with the director often.
“Curious about her? Ask Celestia. They’re friends; she’d know more than me.”
Oh ho. The director and Celestia are buddies? Figures—they look about the same age. Was kinda warming up to her before she vanished, but nothing major. Still, she helped me settle in Radia. Might ask later.
“Got it... Is Celestia around now?”
“Holed up in her lab lately. Need her for something?”
“Yeah. Wanted to see her before heading out. Possible?”
“Even I can’t drag her out once she’s in there... Hmm...”
Lab, huh... Prepping for our duel? Whatever she’s researching, if the Lord can’t pull her out, I’m screwed. Damn, so close... Wanted her for the birthday fuckfest.
“Worth a shot, though. Let’s go call her—I’ll show you.”
“Really? Cool with that?”
“Haha. If you can get her out, I owe you. Need a break anyway.”
“Thanks, Lord.”
Nice guy, this old man. Would’ve been great if he wasn’t a hero. Sucks he’s a hero—means he’s losing his wife Celestia to me. Poor bastard.
But hey, what can ya do? Blame your hero status. Sorry, Lord. Soon your wife’ll be my bitch completely. Fate’s a bitch. Accept it when you find out.
You’ve cut me slack in so many ways, so I’ll return the favor—as much as I can. Unlike those two earlier heroes I met first—who lost their girls and got cockblocked to death—I’ll aim for your “happy ending.”
“...Hm? Something wrong, Sema?”
“Nah, nothing. Let’s go.”
...Puhuhu. I’m a dirty bastard. No guilt even with him right here. Stealing this nice guy’s wife, and it feels so damn good. Was I always like this?
...Whatever. Humans? Other males’ misery? Doesn’t faze a beast like me. Keep playing dumb with your ED, oblivious till the end.
Soon, even if that tiny human dick heals, it’ll be too late. Just sit pretty, Lord—till Celestia’s fully mine.