Chapter 36: Driad Ariadd (2)
"It's meee, as always, I've been doin' great. Baskin' in the unchanging sunlight, passin' the fleeting time. With my sisters, y'knowww."
"Yeah? Sounds like you've been good."
Ariadd, huh. That must be her name.
The moment that thought crossed my mind, the woman called Ariadd turned to look at me.
"Sorry 'bout that, little human kiddooo. My sisters must've scared ya. Was it frightenin'?"
Sisters...
If those fairies over there were her sisters, did that make Ariadd a fairy too?
They kinda looked alike, sure.
But I'd heard fairies all looked like little kids.
"Hmm? What's up with that look?"
Ariadd tilted her head at me, and thanks to that, her massive tits—barely covered by leaves—jiggled into view.
Unlike the other fairies, there was no way you could call Ariadd a kid, no matter how you sliced it. Even Lilith, who got "big tits" compliments wherever she went, would have to bow down a few notches to those overwhelming jugs.
Tits that could slap a female minotaur—hell, even a Holstein milking cow minotaur—right across the face.
How the hell could anyone look at her shaking those around and think she was the same species as those pint-sized fairies over there?
And it wasn't just her tits—her ass and thighs were no joke either.
If Ariadd was really a fairy, she was single-handedly jacking up the species' average to insane levels.
But I could feel Lilith's mood souring from beside me, so for the sake of my poor feet, I quickly shook my head.
"Nah, it was nothin'. And they weren't that scary anyway."
"Reaaally? Good to hear, thennn. Anywayyy..."
Smooth as silk, Ariadd shifted her gaze, and trees sprouted up in an instant, forming a table and chairs.
"It's been ages since I had visitors, so I gotta treat ya right. Lilithhh, and little human kiddooo, sit wherever's comfy."
"Thanks, Ariadd."
Lilith plopped right down at Ariadd's words, and suddenly the fairies popped up overhead, carrying teacups and a teapot from who-knows-where.
Then pour, pour, they filled Lilith's cup with a crimson liquid.
Tea?
Nah, didn't look like it.
The sweet, cloying scent wafting even over here confirmed it wasn't tea.
"Freshly squeezed this dawn, so it'll taste amaaazing. Little human kiddooo, come sit and try some?"
"Squeezed?"
Freshly squeezed?
From where?
I glanced at Ariadd, and she smiled back at my stare, cupping her voluptuous tits together.
No fucking way—from there?
"...It's not what you're thinkin', so sit your ass down already. And Ariadd, quit messin' around? You're givin' him weird ideas."
It was a joke?
Ariadd giggled at Lilith's words.
"Oopsie, sorryyy. Lilithhh. It's just, you bringin' a little human kiddo—or anyone, really—for the first time, I couldn't help myself."
So it was a joke.
What the hell—give me back my mammaries.
"Hey."
Lilith's irritated whisper hit my ear.
Her tone sounded like she might actually blow up, so I hurriedly sat down. The fairies brought over my share of the sap.
Were these the same little shits who'd been drooling over me a minute ago?
Hold up, were Ariadd and these twerps even sisters?
Aside from the green hair, they didn't look alike at all.
Their bodies were total opposites too.
These ones were all flat as boards side by side, while Ariadd was a goddamn extra-large vase.
As those thoughts ran through my head, Ariadd crossed her legs from across the table.
"So, Lilithhh. Mind if I ask why you're here? Can't imagine you draggin' your ass out this early in the mornin' to see meee."
Smoothly, she glanced at me.
"Hoo~ Maybe somethin' to do with that little human kiddo you brought?"
"Yeah, exactly."
"Heee?"
"What 'hee'? I said yes. That's why I'm here."
"Reaally? Just surprised, that's allll. You ain't exactly the type to spill the beans straight. Little human kiddooo, mind if I ask what your deal is with Lilith? Unless...?"
Ariadd eyed me with obvious amusement.
I shot Lilith a look—can I say?—and she nodded.
"Go ahead. She's... a friend, technically."
"Ooo, happy to hear ittt. Callin' me a friend and allll. Who thawed out that ice queen Lilith and made her so honest?"
"Shut it."
Lilith grumbled, but even to me, Ariadd and Lilith looked tight.
If Hoaran and Lilith were bickering besties, Ariadd and Lilith felt more like a playful big sis and her little sis.
Anyway, green light given, so I bowed my head slightly to Ariadd.
"...I'm Kang Hanjo. Lilith's adoptive son, recently."
"Adoptive son?"
Ariadd tilted her head, and Lilith grumbled bluntly.
"My kid."
"...Kid?"
Ariadd's eyes went wide as she glanced between us, then burst into giggles at Lilith.
"Ooo, that's really all it is?"
"...What're you implyin'?"
"Nothin', nothin'. Got it, got ittt. A kid, huh... Yeah, I can kinda see how that went down."
She muttered, then giggled again.
"You were lonely, weren'tcha, our cute little Lilithhh."
"It ain't like that! Hey, keep talkin' shit and I'm out."
"Sorry, sorryyy. You came all this way—stay a bit longer."
No.
Somethin' felt off.
Wasn't Lilith here beggin' for Ariadd's help? Why's Ariadd the one clingin'?
"Ammut—er, anywayyy... What can I help with, Lilithhh?"
Finally, the main topic. But Lilith spoke up.
"This guy's got a Gift, apparently, but I can't make heads or tails of it. Can you check it out?"
"A Gift, huhhh."
Ariadd nodded at me.
"That much? Piece of cakeee. Butttt, Lilithhh—even between us, gotta have proper payment. You know that, right?"
"Yeah. What do you want?"
Ariadd wiggled a finger, and Lilith approached with an annoyed look as Ariadd whispered in her ear.
"You fuckin' psycho. Hey, you messin' with me?"
"Not messin'—it's been ages, righttt?"
"Ages my ass, you bitch!"
What the hell were they talkin' about?
"Fiiine, I'll throw in some of my sap toooo. That cool?"
Sap?
Ariadd's sap?
That sounded way too intriguing—I perked up my ears. Lilith seemed tempted too, groaning in thought.
"...Even so."
"Oh, you already did it? Gotta change the price thennn."
"Not yet, you crazy bitch?!"
Did what?
"...Heh, not yet, huhhh? Reaaally?"
"...Shut your trap, Ariadd."
"Yeeah, sooo, whatcha gonna do, Lilithhh?"
After a moment's hesitation, Lilith sighed.
"......Fine. But it's still a ways off, so wait."
"I'm good at waitin' anytimeee. Like always, I'll be here."
"Goddamn pervert bitch."
What the fuck did they trade that made Lilith call her a pervert?
Tell me too, damn it.
"Anywaaay, deal's doneee. Little human kiddooo, c'mere."
"Me?"
Lilith jerked her chin—go on.
Fine, whatever.
I stood and approached Ariadd. She grinned.
"Little sting comin' up, kayyy?"
"Sting?"
The second I asked, my finger stung like a bitch.
"Ow, fuck...!"
A little sting, my ass!
I yanked my hand up in shock—a sharp wooden thorn had pierced my finger.
Tiny hole, but it sealed shut in seconds. The blood beading on the thorn's tip confirmed it stole my finger's virginity.
"Hmm? Huhhh?"
Ariadd tilted her head this way and that, then spoke.
"For real, this little human kiddo's got a Gift? Lilithhh? I ain't feelin' shit."
"What? No way, that can't..."
Lilith trailed off, staring at me.
Her face screamed no fucking way, mirroring mine as I glanced down at my crotch.
She noticed.
"Fuck, shit. You pervert fuck. What kinda Gift is that...!"
"Hey, I didn't ask for this—why you blamin' me?"
"'Cause you're a pervert fuck, so your Gift's pervert-shaped too? How the hell can't Ariadd sense it? This is bullshit. You dog-pervert fuck."
"What's that mean? I'll be saaaad if ya exclude meee."
Not my fault, and now Lilith's callin' me pervert, with Ariadd buttin' in not to leave her out.
Short chaos later, Lilith sighed.
"...Hold on a sec, Ariadd."
She stood. Ariadd tilted her head.
"Hmm? Sureee, I'm used to waitin'."
What the hell? Lilith shot me a look.
"And you. Follow me."
"Huh?"
Why suddenly?
"Follow if I say follow...!"
"Yessum."
I stood, telling Ariadd, "Be right back."
"Yeaah, no clue what's up, but go on, little human kiddooo."
I chased after Lilith, who'd already stalked off. She stopped and turned.
"What's this about?"
She scanned around, snapped her fingers.
A translucent barrier shimmered up around us.
"What is it?"
"Barrier. Ariadd can't see through this."
Can't see?
Why though?
I stared, and she spoke.
"...What? Get it up already."
"Huh?"
Here?
Now?
"You nuts?"
"No one outside can see."
"Still."
Ariadd could see us plain as day—get hard here?
"No way in hell. You crazy mom."
"Crazy mom?"
"What, wrong? Not even home, and you want me hard here? You jokin'?"
Crunch.
Shit. Too late.
"...And if it gets hard?"
Her eyes glowed red.
"...No, it won't. You think I'm some total dog-pervert? I'm human too, human!"
A bit intimidated by her glare, but I had to speak. She pressed.
"...So, if it does?"
Why keep askin'? Kept sayin' no 'cause no meant no.
No exhibitionism here.
"If I get hard here, I'll admit I'm a dog-pervert fuck."
"Yeah? And what else?"
What else?
"You are a dog-pervert fuck. Admittin' it changes nothin'. What else?"
No.
This stung my pride...
She grinned.
"If it really doesn't get hard... Fine. That thing you begged for yesterday? I'll do it when we get home."
Yesterday? The thing I wanted...
...Can't pass that up.
Look, I'll own bein' a pervert—my conscience is alive and kickin', won't let me lie. But dog-pervert? No.
That'd put me on Sati's level, that bitch.
I wasn't that bad.
Plus, winnin' meant Lilith's fellatio—no resistin'...
Wait, this feels familiar...
Nah, I had a counter.
"Deal. But no touchin' me with a finger. No magic either, obviously."
Even Lilith couldn't do shit without touchin' or magic.
How 'bout that?
"Sure? That works?"
Why so confident? Kinda unnervin'.
But even for Lilith, this was impossible.
"Bring it."
"Reaaally...?"
Doubt she'd do jack without hands or magic. I eyed her.
She grabbed her skirt hem.
No, wait.
Knew what was comin', couldn't stop it.
Could just close my eyes—but fuck, how?
Then—lifted skirt, pure white panties underneath.
Dressin' all girly on top, undies too?
Spotless white panties, clashing with Lilith's usual vibe. I inhaled sharp.
Those pure whites, crossed by that cameltoe curve.
Couldn't look away.
Trap.
Shouldn't.
Knew it, still couldn't.
Sniff...♡
A stain bloomed on the panties.
What the—? Before I could think, skirt dropped, and she yanked my collar before I blinked.
Pulled close, her red eyes met mine.
My flushed face reflected back. Lilith's cheeks were a bit pink too.
She smirked.
"Gettin' nice and hard, huh? You dog-pervert fuck♡"
Her breath carried a sweet scent.
This was fuckin' cheating.
Still, I admitted defeat.
Feelin' like a dog-pervert wasn't half bad.