If You Do That, I Have No Choice! (3)
“Hoo... You girls, don't shy away from stuff like this...”
“Oh? Understood, Master.”
“Uh, ah, no. That was just me talking to myself.”
I shook my head at the maid livestock who reacted to my mutterings, and the girl in her maid outfit nodded before offering me the bowl I was using as a temporary ashtray. It was the day I was meeting Cecilia, so Seres and I had come to the Lord's Castle to deal with the drugs. I'd left the drugs with Seres, and now I was waiting for Cecilia—who was getting ready—by sucking on another cigarette in the room.
“But... hmm...”
Meeting an old friend like tobacco after so long was great, but... damn. The sight in the mirror of a monster chomping on a cigarette. Was this really me? Holy shit, for real? My horse head, now so familiar, looked so awkward with just a cig in its mouth... Seeing that thick-necked, vein-bulging horse mug puffing away filled me with this unreal sense of badass menace and terror—like it wasn't even me! Where the hell did that hollow-eyed, chain-smoking shut-in go? Where'd he go, I said!
Sure, I didn't want to go back to being that room-bound loser, but I sure as hell didn't ask for this back-alley boss vibe either! This was driving me nuts... Walking around town looking like this would probably bring back those shocked, terrified stares from when I first hit Radia. I'd just wanted to savor the taste after so long... Maybe I should just ditch it?
“Sema bro! You here? ...Huh? A cigarette? Where'd you get that?”
Cecilia burst through the door in simple gym-class-like clothes and gave a curious look at the cig in my mouth.
“Oh, you know it?”
“I saw some noble smoking one once before... But seriously, where'd you snag it?”
“Found some drugs left by the old criminal tenants in my castle basement. Booze and smokes were mixed in with it.”
“Drugs!? In Radia!?”
“Seres is looking into it now. Sounds like they were using Radia as a logistics hub...”
Radia's vibe didn't scream drug hub. More than that, the Reinhardt Kingdom was pretty strict on that shit—even in remote outskirt towns where the royals barely reached, drugs weren't easy to spot. For them to have that much in a kingdom like this... Viper's Fang were some real hardened psychos. Real tough guys.
“Well, illegal drugs gotta go, obviously. But smokes and booze? Not illegal. Finder's keepers, so I figured I'd give it a taste.”
“Heh... Yeah, no owner's stuff goes to whoever finds it...”
“Puhuhu. But nah, won't work. Even I look too damn vicious smoking it. Guess I'll toss it like found money.”
I took one last drag, ground it out in the maid's ashtray bowl, and exhaled a plume of smoke. Cecilia watched me with this observant gaze, then approached with a nasal hum and a weird expression.
“Hmng~. Doesn't look that vicious to me?”
“Huh? Really?”
“Yeah. Kinda gives off a manly vibe, if anything...”
...A manly vibe from smoking? Wasn't that some total stoner take?
“R-Really? Anyway, Cecilia, the smoke's harsh—don't get too close...”
“Not as bad as I thought. Even the new maid here's fine right next to you. Feels more like strong incense...”
The maid here was just stubbornly following me around to hold the ashtray... But my yinshuu felt the same, and these girls I'd just met didn't mind either. Was Essentia's tobacco somehow different? To me, it was just cig smoke with a unique scent... No clue.
“Anyway, wouldn't selling it be a waste? Try enjoying it a bit before you do—even if it's pricey and hard to get. And gimme one since you've got 'em.”
“W-What...? A girl smoking!? No way! Cecilia!”
“Huh!? Why!? What's wrong with being a girl!?”
“Girls don't smoke like they're asking for candy... ...Huh...?”
Suddenly, my inner old-school Confucian gramps woke up and I started scolding her. Cecilia looked shocked, like she hadn't seen that coming. Wait, but a young girl like Cecilia smoking... Hold up. The whole 'girls shouldn't smoke' thing was mostly 'cause pregnancy makes it extra bad for the body... But in Essentia, where church heals fix everything, did that even matter? 'Looks bad for girls' was just outdated boomer bullshit... Huh. No reason to stop her?
“...You're right. Doesn't matter at all.”
“What were you even thinking...? Nobles try smokes at least once. It's just lingering caution from some old king who hated the smell.”
“R-Really? Didn't know that...”
Wasn't a sin or anything—just old vibes keeping it to a quiet noble minority... Come to think of it, my yinshuu looked like they remembered something when they saw me smoking. Keeping 'em around wasn't a bad idea. Just don't light up in front of the kids.
“I was gonna try one someday, but seeing you smoke got me curious... Anyway, training first!”
“Puhuhu. Yeah, let's go. Have fun with Leo yesterday?”
“Ugh, annoying! Listen, bro— that loser Leo, he's such a...”
To switch gears, I asked about yesterday's meetup with Leo. She scowled and hooked her arm in mine. As we strolled arm-in-arm to the training grounds, Cecilia vented about her fiancé like she'd been waiting for it. Her face was pure rage and irritation—not fiancé chat, more like enemy rant. It wasn't until my fist slammed her womb yesterday that her expression melted into bliss.
“Haaah...♡ Feels so fresh...♡ A real male's gotta have that rough edge to subdue a female like this♡ You were great today too♡ Sema bro♡”
Cecilia sat on the bench, rubbing her sweat-drenched face against my arm with a refreshed look. Her belly was bruised purple from the pounding, but her face was pure happy bitch in heat. My punches were getting harder each day... But damn, her durability was ramping up too? Puhuhu.
“Kukuku. No horse cum today? Aren't you worn out—need recovery?”
“Whaa... My throat's a bit dry now...♡”
She gazed lovingly at the monster horse cock that stole her virginity, leaning her face close. No anger over losing it, no fear of its brutal size—just sultry allure creeping into her features after that rough deflowering. She giggled as she poked the twitching bulge under my pants.
“You're mating with Mom later anyway, right? I'll wait and enjoy it with her♡”
Maybe from sucking Seres's massive tits during her first time? Cecilia ditched her fake noble-lady act and started calling Seres “Mom” all friendly-like. Puhuhu... Getting cozy with her mom. Nice, Cecilia. You're yinshuu now—get along.
But “enjoy together later,” huh... Was Seres still busy with the drug stuff?
“Hey, maid? Go ask Seres how much longer. Tell her Cecilia's waiting.”
“Understood, Master♡”
I called over the maid livestock boldly watching from inside the training area. She bowed gracefully—making the maid outfit look stunning—then left to fetch Seres. While petting Cecilia after sending her off, I suddenly craved another drag. I pulled a cig from my jacket pocket.
She watched intently as I took one from the case and lit it with the magic tool from Lizbet.
“Hoooh... Post-workout drag hits nice...”
“...Bro! Lemme try one!”
“Puhuhu. Go ahead, take a puff.”
“Hooop... Haa...”
I expected coughing on her first cig, but Cecilia inhaled smoothly from mine and exhaled like a pro. ...What? No hack? Was Essentian tobacco just different?
“Haa... So this is it. Not bad...”
“Throat not burning? First time usually makes you cough...”
“Kinda spicy, but no cough. Scent's pretty good too.”
Was it the cigs? Or Essentian bodies? Hard to gauge with my monster physiology.
“Hmm... Cool. I'll bring some later. Don't overdo it—could get addictive...”
“Pfft. It's not drugs; cigs don't addict.”
That's 'cause by your standards, it basically is drugs. Essentia seemed different, though.
“Still, moderate it. ...Huh. No ashtray...”
We shared the cig amiably, chatting till just the butt was left. I scratched my head. Ash I could flick on the stone bench... But the butt?
“Training ground's stone floor—rubbing it out there should be fine?”
As I pondered the glowing butt, I felt Cecilia tugging my arm. Looking over, her face was flushed oddly, lips working. Then she flashed a bright smile and...
“...Ahh~♡”
Pointing at the butt, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.
...What...? This was... that thing I'd only heard of... a human ashtray...!?
“......”
“...Eek...♡”
Stunned, not sure what to say, my hand moved on autopilot—grinding the cig butt onto her tongue. What the hell? Too unexpected—my body just reacted!? N-No, if you stick your tongue out like that, how could I not!?
Cecilia, you okay!? Holy shit, why do you look so thrilled!? Your tongue's getting burned by a cig butt!?
“...Ptoo, ptoo...! Bleh, what. Not as intense as I thought... Ptui.”
“Uwaa!? Cecilia, your tongue okay!? I just jammed it on without thinking!”
“Heehee...♡ Felt like it'd feel good, so I tried... But just meh on the tongue. Still kinda satisfying somehow...♡”
She wiped off the ash and smiled at me, satisfied. Not the pain she craved, but using her tongue as an ashtray pleased her plenty. Felt like something humans shouldn't do, but her beaming face stirred a fresh thrill in my chest.
Using a woman... no, a bitch like a tool. This novel rush. Staring at her smile, some unknown urge tugged my lips into a grin too.