I Can't Hold Back!
After the cleanup was done, Lizbet returned to her room. While tidying up, I slyly groped her breasts and ass, trying to signal for another round, but she just blushed and turned me down pretty firmly.
Hmm... Guess today's events were too intense after all. She wasn't quite at the stage where she'd throw herself at me yet, so after an experience like that, it'd make sense if she wasn't up for seconds. I accepted it with some regret, shoving the disappointment to a corner of my mind as I saw her off. Not that it was much of a send-off since her room was right next door.
After that, I went back to my room, washed up simply, and lay on the bed thinking about tomorrow's plans.
I should head to the Guild Management Office and ask when I can visit the Lord's Castle. I don't know how much it'll be, but once I get the reward, I can splurge on a birthday gift for Lizbet. And I need to drop by and scope out Klea too...
The info on heroes and the world's destruction that I'd learned from the goddess's memories during the Erebos subjugation. If that was accurate, to delay Essentia’s doom, like it or not, I'd have to hit every hero I met with enough mental trauma to turn them into wrecks.
Catching the world-doomers would delay it too, but who knows when those things would show up? And thinking about it, even without me, wouldn't heroes and adventurers band together and take care of them? No point in me wandering around when I hadn't even mastered Fighting Spirit yet.
The heroes I knew right now were Als and Baul. In other words, to push back Essentia's destruction, I needed to turn their lovers—Lizbet and Klea—into my bitches and hit those two heroes with some serious psychological damage.
I racked my brain for other options, but nothing came to mind. And honestly, I wasn't interested in any "unexpected" methods anyway. How the hell did I end up with these twisted desires...?
Whatever. I'd been eyeing Lizbet from the start anyway, and with Klea, it was just about getting payback for screwing me over once. Time to line up that shot properly. I'd have to think about the right timing to take it.
Oh yeah, I wonder if the clothes Lianna's making are done...
Right now, all I had were two pairs of panties and simple solid-color top-and-bottom sets. If I wanted to blend in with people, I'd need a few more outfits. Tomorrow, I'd hit the Guild Management Office first to set the Lord's Castle visit, then swing by Lianna's shop. With that settled, I replayed the sensation of plunging into Lizbet's womb today and drifted off to sleep.
I woke up, showered, did some light stretches, and headed down to the lounge where Als was waiting. Starting the day running into Als two days in a row? Kinda left a bad taste.
I greeted him and mentioned heading to the Guild Management Office, and he insisted on tagging along.
"Hangover any better? That booze hit harder than I thought."
"A good night's sleep helped a bit... Head's still ringing, though."
Tsk tsk. Booze like that always has a nasty afterbite. Think of it as a valuable lesson. Sure, I claimed Lizbet's first cervical orgasm as payment, but still.
With those thoughts, we arrived at the Guild Management Office, where idol receptionist Sera greeted us with a smile.
"Whoa, Sema! Good morning! You look even cooler in clothes!"
"Hey, Sera. It's just a rush job, so it's not perfect yet. Give it time—I'll look even better soon."
We exchanged giggles and greetings, then I asked when I could visit the Lord's Castle. Sera fetched a fancy-looking envelope from the back office.
"Perfect timing—the invitation arrived yesterday. They said you can come anytime, though you might have to wait a bit after arriving. Just show this at the Lord's Castle, and the staff will guide you!"
Oho... Feels like they're treating me better than my first visit. Last time, I didn't even meet the lord, but now it's a free pass? Guess the Hero Eater gave them a real headache.
Since I was there, I figured I'd ask about forming a guild. Sera looked surprised.
"A guild...? Starting with your own from scratch?"
"Eh, no big ambitions. Just sounded fun. Not rushing it anyway—planning to party with Als and the others as contractors first, then see."
Sera pondered, muttering "Might work..." before smiling at me.
"Sounds good! As a Divine Beast who took down a Hero Eater, you could totally run a small guild. But if it grows bigger, the paperwork gets messy, so think it over."
It'll just be me and my bitches anyway. No chance of it getting that big.
Sera jotted something in her notebook and promised guild formation info next visit. What an idol—her kindness and smile were dazzling.
As I finished chatting with Sera and examined the envelope, Als was talking seriously with another staffer over a list-like paper.
I approached. "Als, what's that?"
"Info on dungeons around Radia. Looking for ones we can handle."
Oh right, he mentioned hitting a dungeon if there was a good one.
"But there are this many around Radia? Looks like over 20..."
"Yeah, your first was an anomaly. Normally, dungeons last decades or years without issues depending on size and difficulty. The kingdom manages them, assigning quests to guilds to avoid big ones monopolizing."
Makes sense. Low-difficulty ones go to small guilds for growth.
"So only one guild per dungeon? No joint runs?"
"Joints happen, but usually for high-difficulty ones. Not for us yet."
I watched him ponder marked spots, then said I'd go get fitted and left the office. I didn't know the area or dungeons anyway—let Als handle it.
Hmm... Wonder if I can have fun with Lianna today? But her husband's a normie, so I can't push further... kinda lame.
If her hubby were a hero, I could've easily made the frustrated housewife my bitch. From last time, she'd probably fall if I went for it outright. A bit disappointed, I headed to her shop anyway.
But it was CLOSED again... Does this sis even want to run a business...?
A bit worried, I knocked. No answer, so harder. Then, "Just a sec!" Lianna's voice, and she appeared.
"Oh, Sema! Sorry, worked late last night..."
She smiled welcomingly, dressed in long pajamas—not her exciting negligee, but still radiating mature sexiness.
Hmm... Not bad either.
Her hair was a bit messy, dark circles under her eyes. Not uninterested in business—too successful?
We greeted, and she led me to what looked like her workshop... Piles of clothes everywhere. Business must be booming.
"Whoa, sis... Worried since no customers or closed every time I visit, but looks like you're killing it? Custom orders?"
"...All yours."
...What? All these are mine? Looking closer, definitely men's clothes. In three days?
"No way, sis—you closed shop to make just my stuff?"
"I opened it... but we don't get tons of customers, so I focused on yours... and it piled up."
How focused were you? Blushing, she started showing them off.
"Underwear first—seven pairs. Made from stretchy, durable soft fabric that won't snag on your size. Good for long camping as an adventurer."
She showed big drawer-like panties. Tight on me, but they'd highlight my balls nicely.
"These are tees and shirts. Tees fit your head through, shirts..."
Eight tops—fancier than my plain ones, with stylish stitching and patterns.
Then pants—seven-ish, varied: jeans-like to suit pants for my reverse joints. Even a fancy jacket and hooded outerwear. Didn't she say no men's clothes? And summer's coming, so fewer outers...?
"And this for adventuring..."
Black sleeveless tights-like tee, shorts, fingerless ninja gloves. Didn't suit my build, but she tugged it, explaining.
"Blacklush fabric—like rubber, thin but blade-resistant. Wear armor over. Shorts underneath pants."
She kept explaining, then packed them up. Stunned, I said,
"Sis, you made all this in three days? Skipped everything else? That's fine?"
"I-It's okay. This shop's more a hobby, high-end stuff means good margins even if slow sales... Yours were urgent."
I could've managed with what I had—washing machine's top-notch here.
No need to pull all-nighters...
"Even so, this costs a fortune... How much? Don't think I have enough."
"...No need to pay. It's... my thanks."
"Eh? Thanks? Still, money..."
No charge? Surprised, I asked what for. She blushed.
"For... satisfying my frustrations... thanks."
...Can't hold back. Money later—this sis needs love now.
"Eek!? S-Sema?"
I scooped her up and headed to the second-floor break room.