From Hospitalization to Discharge: My Days (3)
Early in the morning, Hanyujin showed up just like Lilith had mentioned the day before, and without beating around the bush, she looked at me and said,
"Your body's recovered enough now, so it looks like you can be discharged soon."
My body had been fine for ages.
No, aside from that first day, I hadn't even felt sick at all.
If Lilith hadn't explained it yesterday, I probably wouldn't have stared at her like she was fucking ridiculous.
"Good for me."
"...That's it?"
Hanyujin eyed me suspiciously.
I wondered why she was acting like that, but then I realized I'd answered way too casually because of what Lilith had told me.
Come to think of it, I'd bitched at them before about keeping me cooped up when I was perfectly healthy, so yeah, this probably looked weird.
Well, in situations like this.
"Should I curse you out then? For locking up a healthy guy and not letting him leave? Want me to go to the press about the World Government holding someone for a whole week straight?"
Acting brazen as fuck usually solved most problems.
I was a model citizen with no criminal record—not to mention I'd even gotten a brave citizen award—and she was a government employee, after all.
She couldn't do shit when I pulled this on her.
She made that face like I'm already pissed, stop scratching at my nerves, bowed her head, and said,
"...My apologies. We'll process your discharge right away, so please bear with us."
I nodded inwardly with relief.
"Hey, I've been locked up for a week too, so my nerves are a bit frayed. Sorry about that."
And I threw in an apology to make sure I didn't look like the weird one.
"...Thank you."
She stared right through me, then nodded and said that.
That settled it, more or less.
As I was thinking that and starting to pack my shit before discharge, Hanyujin said to me,
"By the way, you really don't remember anything at all?"
This woman was fucking creepy.
Or maybe that's why she could work at some important-sounding agency with just a human body.
"I really don't remember jack shit, so can you stop asking?"
"...My apologies."
She bowed her head again.
I let out a loud sigh right in front of her and said,
"Anyway, get out so I can change."
"...If you remember anything later, please contact us."
As she handed me her business card and said that while I told her to leave, I just decided to roll with it.
She was a pain in the ass, sure, but whatever.
Honestly, she annoyed the hell out of me, but she was just doing her job diligently, so what could I say?
I took the business card she offered and said,
"...Yeah, got it. Now can you leave?"
"Yes, then."
She didn't seem keen on sticking around, handed me the card, turned, and walked out.
Fuck.
Finally free.
"She's a real persistent bitch..."
I hoped I'd never have to see her again if possible.
Especially those eyes she fixed on me every time she asked questions—they were fucking unsettling.
Still, she might come in handy someday, so I pocketed Hanyujin's card.
Connections and all that.
You never know when it might help.
Most issues would get handled by Lilith anyway.
"Time to get ready to go."
I stretched, deciding it was finally time to prep for leaving.
Hoaran had brought stuff every time she visited, so there was a decent pile to take back. It'd be a hassle...
But fuck it, I was finally getting out, so who cared.
It was a bit early for lunch. After smoothly handling discharge per Hanyujin's word, I stepped outside—and there it was, something that made me go what the fuck is this doing here?
The honeybee limousine I'd ridden to the Wearhoneybee Autonomous Region, the Wearhoneybee Kingdom.
"Uh..."
That gaudy-as-fuck honeybee limo was bad enough, but with a line of Wearhoneybees standing next to it, the aggro was insane.
"What the hell is this?"
What the actual fuck.
As I came out, some of them started rolling out a red carpet from god-knows-where, so I rushed over and said,
"Hey, what the fuck are you doing?"
This was fucking embarrassing.
Everyone around was staring like what the hell is going on?
"Stop it. Someone explain what this is."
I stopped the Wearhoneybees and said that, but they just hemmed and hawed without a proper answer.
Obviously rookies—numbers in the 30,000s or higher, still green as fuck.
The way they acted screamed fresh recruits.
I checked the others instead of the carpet crew, but they were all unfamiliar faces.
They all looked like sisters, sure, with slight differences, but I could at least pick out the ones who'd clung to me that day.
None of those were here, though.
Makes sense—I'd only fucked like 100 out of tens of thousands.
But as I scanned, I spotted a familiar face.
6974.
Fucking nice to see her.
I'd somehow ended up as Liliana's consort or husband or baby daddy or whatever the fuck in the Wearhoneybee Queen's harem.
Still, better than questioning total strangers—6974 was a known quantity.
"6974, right?"
"Yes. Indeed. I hope you've been well, O King of the Queen."
Just checking, but yeah, it was her.
"Skip the greetings... So, what the hell is all this?"
I asked, and she bowed her head.
"To celebrate the safe discharge of the Queen's King..."
I didn't want this kind of celebration.
"I appreciate the thought, but can you knock it off...?"
I hadn't told Liliana about my hospitalization or discharge today, so either Lilith or Hoaran must've tipped her off...
But I didn't expect this.
More importantly...
"Is Liliana here by any chance?"
She bowed even deeper.
"My deepest apologies. The Queen has not yet entered her stabilization period, so we strongly dissuaded her from coming to see the King. If punishment is to be given, please bestow it upon us instead of the Queen."
"...Stabilization period?"
That stabilization period I knew about?
She confirmed it.
"Yes, the Queen will enter stabilization next month... and only after the following month will she begin birthing. Thus, in this crucial time, she cannot move freely. Please do not blame the Queen for not appearing before the King."
From what 6974 said, it was exactly that stabilization period.
No, was it usually this fast?
Well, they had honeybee traits, so maybe... Compared to regular bees that could get knocked up and pop out eggs quick, this was actually slow.
Not that comparing to bees made sense.
Thinking back...
I vaguely remembered Liliana telling me about it.
After the world went to shit and the Wearhoneybee Kingdom crossed over.
Her mother, the former queen, had lost her husband suddenly.
To keep the kingdom going, she'd broken tradition—no consort ritual, just bought dispensers to breed princesses.
Liliana was one of those.
...And the apocalypse had hit at most two years ago.
I knew that well—my life got fucked right after it happened.
"Is something wrong? Any issues?"
She tilted her head, so I shook mine.
Different species, different rules. Whatever.
In this world, lifespans and maturity varied—no big deal.
Tell a goblin I'd just turned twenty that they're a kid, and you'd get your ass kicked by their dentures while calling them a rude little shit.
So, no more thinking about Liliana's age.
Or the fact that at this rate, I'd have thousands of kids before I croaked.
Naming them all would be a nightmare.
Explained why Wearhoneybees went by numbers.
Guess I'd have to do the same.
"Then, we shall escort you to the King's residence."
Anyway, she opened the limo door, so to avoid more aggro, I hopped in quick.
Once inside, I sorted my stuff, and as 6974 followed, I said,
"Oh, mind swinging by somewhere before home?"
I'd planned to drop stuff at home first or handle it tomorrow at work, but with the Wearhoneybees here, might as well knock it out now.
One-time gig: 1 million won for semen.
Didn't know the purpose, but sudden requests like this could vanish quick—better cash in ASAP.
She nodded.
"If the Queen's King desires it..."
Cool.
As I said we'd stop at the Interspecies Support Center,
"Understood. Then, we'll make a brief stop before the King's residence."
Smooth as silk, and suddenly 6974 climbed on top of me.
"Huh...?"
What the— I looked at her, and she said,
"My apologies. While dissuading the Queen, we agreed I'd receive the King's seed in her stead... Of course, we will pay the full price to the Queen's King."
Ah.
Fine by me.
"Inside? Or separate?"
"Inside, please. It's easier all around."
True.
Discharge day, no Lilith or Hoaran—perfect timing, actually.
"Alright then..."
I hiked up her maid skirt, revealing stark white panties.
Soaked through with her juices already.
"Did you block Liliana on purpose to take her spot?"
Her panties looked like they didn't need foreplay, so I said that, and she replied,
"...Not at all."
But.
"...I can't say I wasn't hoping."
She turned her head slightly, cheeks flushing pink.
Her stiff, businesslike vibe—like Hanyujin earlier—made it kinda cute.
Anyway, honest answer, so time for business—no more teasing.
"Nngh...♡"
I stroked her ass lightly and pulled down her panties.
"Hold your skirt up."
"Yes, sir."
She lifted it, exposing her dripping pussy.
That smooth, fuzz-free Wearhoneybee slit.
"Haht...♡"
A light finger swipe, and yeah—no foreplay needed.
Droplets spilling out, and she'd taken me plenty before—no loosening required.
"Here goes..."
I unzipped, pulled out my already hard cock, and aimed at her entrance.
"Nn, ngh...♡"
Squelch—rubbing it along her slick folds a few times, then I thrust up.
"Hiiut—♡"
Squeeze—her pussy clenched hard around me instantly.
Long time for both of us, so that tight, gripping feel was fucking amazing.
"How many rounds?"
Should've asked before, but as she panted and ground slowly to milk me, she answered,
"Th-three... three should... be enough..."
Three times before the Interspecies Support Center? Time was tight.
No rule saying it had to be now, but finishing quick wasn't bad.
I grabbed 6974—still riding me—and yanked her down hard.
"Oof...♡"
She slammed onto me fully; I gripped her waist tight and said,
"Then take all three properly."
"Y-yes...♡"
Squeeze—even tighter at my words. I held her and slowly bucked up.