Fully Charged, Mission Complete!

I swallowed hard and dropped to my knees in front of her. It was almost instinct.

And then I just stared. A woman shoving her pussy right into my face, shaking it without a shred of shame.

There were sluts in this world, and then there was this. Which only made it better.

A ripe, mature scent drifted from that pale-pink hole. I wanted to touch it — but my tongue got there first.

She shouldn't even have been turned on yet, and her clit was already standing at attention. Every time her breathing roughened as she looked down at me, that hole twitched a little faster.

"Haa... putting it on display like this is a little embarrassing, you know? Hehe♥"

For someone who claimed to be embarrassed, she was already dripping. Clear juices trickled slowly down from her entrance.

"Ma'am, if you don't mind me asking — how old are you?"

"Oh my, how rude. I'm not even forty yet. Not yet, anyway."

I snuck a glance at Dinora's expression and sent her a smile. Women were sensitive about their age. And their weight.

"You're genuinely beautiful. A pussy this plump and sweet-looking..."

"Hehe. You just say the most shameless things like it's nothing, don't you? Well then..."

She rested a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠hand on my head. Her voice dropped, low and suggestive.

"Now it's your turn to massage me down there♥"

It was practically an order. I went along with it anyway.

She wanted me to eat her out? That was a reward, not a job.

The woman sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs. Her panties were already soaked through, on full, shameless display. She peeled them off — and immediately used them to tie her hair back.

She was using her panties as a hair tie.

My eyes dropped again.

Not a single hair. Thick, plump lips pressed shut over her hole. She stroked herself with her index and middle fingers held together, and smiled. Her tongue peeked out just a little.

"What are you waiting for♥ Suck it♥"

Time to show her what this mouth of mine could really do.

I moved in. Dropped to my knees. Slowly brought my face to her pussy, and blew a soft breath across it.

"Hooo."

"Hahng♥ Do whatever you want♥"

I buried my nose against her clit, dragging the bridge of it up and over, teasing. Then I stuck my tongue out and lightly raked her hole. I glanced up. She was smiling, her eyes curved into crescents.

"Haaahk♥ Nngh, fuck♥ That feels good♥"

I licked those hairless lips from top to bottom, then bottom to top. Soft with the tongue — and then I'd drive it in like a cockhead, aiming deep.

"Heuk♥ You're clumsy, but that's what makes it good♥ Getting toyed with by a kid's tongue... fucking love it♥"

I planted my hands on her flushed thighs and put more force into my neck. I started drawing circles with my tongue, loading it with as much saliva as I could, lapping at her pussy. Once up and down, then the clit. Once down and up, then the clit.

"Your pussy tastes so good. Heung, honey-sweet pussy!"

"Haaugh♥ Keep stabbing it, torment it♥ Educate this filthy cunt of mine♥"

"Heung, if you keep rushing me, I might just stop right here?"

"Don't♥ I won't rush, okay? Just keep goingoo♥"

Soon her pussy lips started to twitch and spasm. I flicked the tip of my tongue against her, then opened wide and took her whole pussy into my mouth — and I ate her like I was starving.

"Schluck, haaahp! Chuuup, hup-hup, haahp!"

"Pretty eager, aren't you? Nngh♥ Your tongue's like a snake, pushing through my folds, trying to get inside♥ Haa, you shameless mutt♥"

I sucked even harder from there. Sometimes I'd nibble her clit or her lips. I'd put everything I had into my tongue and piston it like a cock. She gradually tipped her head back and started howling like a bitch in heat.

"Euhhek♥ Kkyaaang♥ That's not a tongue — that feels like a cockhead? Hhhk, so fucking good, shit, more, more, ah, I can't—♥ First, one shot of holy water♥"

I was wrecking her pussy like a dog in rut when I looked up at her. Wondering what she meant, I pulled my head back—

Schlick! Schuuurch, schlurrrk! SPLASH!

A pale arc of love juice slammed into my face. Warm, slightly viscous fluid ran down my forehead. She grinned, still fingering herself.

"I came, huh? Uuht♥ Nngh♥"

While I was wiping my face, she came closer. She ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠pulled me into her arms and started licking every drop of her own juices off my skin, like a bitch cleaning her pup.

"Heaang♥ Slurp♥ Huup, chup♥ All done? Hehe♥"

She gave me a filthy, smiling look, then sat back on the edge of the bed and spread her legs again. Her pussy, soaked and glistening, was still twitching faintly.

"Alright, your turn to clean up, right? Lick off everything that's on there♥"

I did it without a word. Even the wrap-up of a reward this generous felt like too much honor. I licked her clean without hesitation — and then, like a lie, my consciousness cut out. As if her juices had a sedative in them.

What I saw when I opened my eyes was a notification. Guess I'd satisfied her pretty thoroughly.

Knead, knead.

The sensation running over my body felt good. Dinora was giving me a massage — a different method from before. If earlier had been a little intense, this was soft and careful, like she was trying to circulate the flow of ki through me. So there were all kinds of ways to massage someone.

Of course, she'd stripped me completely naked to do it.

"Hiek!"

I startled, and Dinora looked back at me. Her eyes curved into a smile.

"You're awake? Just wait a little. I'm almost done."

"A massage? And what did you put on me...?"

"Oh, honestly. Smell it and you'll know. Coconut oil. It'll work out the fatigue in your whole body and further accelerate your regeneration."

They had every oil under the sun, apparently. And the massage did feel genuinely good. I hadn't gotten many in my life, but I'd lucked into a Thai massage once — the kind where they worked the fatigue out of every last muscle, almost like a counseling session. This one felt even more high-class than that. Wherever her hands touched, it felt clean and new, like the flesh had just grown there.

Wow. All that talk about her being famous in the capital wasn't hot air. These are practically the hands of a god.

That feeling of something clogged finally coming unstuck. At this level, I'd have paid money for it. Unlike the filthy version of her from earlier, Dinora right now had the air of a veteran who was dead serious about her craft, and that made it even better.

What a magnificent woman.

And just like that, the massage was over.

"Up you get. All done."

"Thank you. But did you really have to take all my clothes off?"

"We bit and sucked on each other the second we met. What does it matter?"

"Well, that's true, but... ahem."

I dressed while awkwardly reading the room. I'd sworn I'd be true to my desires. So why was it so hard in front of this woman? Was this the charisma of a mature woman? Nngh.

I grabbed the sword I'd left standing by the door and was about to leave when she spoke.

"Come visit whenever you feel like it. Got it?"

"Of course."

"I'll take real~ good care of you. Let's have a mutually beneficial arrangement! Oh, and next time, come after you've given that cock of yours a proper massage, okay? Hehe♥"

Mutually beneficial. If a politician had said that, I wouldn't have believed a word. But it was you, Dinora — so I'd take it on faith.

I scratched my head and stepped out, then glanced back at the closed door.

A woman who somehow makes me feel embarrassed. I need to get used to her.

Heh. A new title was always welcome. And that was a pretty attractive effect.

Anyway — time to head back. The return trip was surprisingly easy. All I had to do was walk down a single hillside. Wait, it was this close?

No — there was a place like this here?

Dinora really was living on the outskirts of the domain. One little hill down and you were right there in the territory.

To think she'd been living this close. The moment I reached the entrance, the guards nearly jumped out of their skin.

"What the— weren't you dead?!"

"Lashu, you little rascal — you're back!"

Why were they so shocked? Right. I had taken a fall.

"The others all made it back, yeah?"

"Yeah, hurry on in. The Acting Lord was especially worried. Good to have you back."

Is this a green light?

I headed for the lord's manor at a clip. The Acting Lord had been worried about me? That woman? The one whose expression never changed, who looked like she could crush a man to death in a hold without so much as blinking? Huh.

"Hey, over there. It's Lashu!"

"He was alive?"

"Is he undead? Holy shit!"

The moment I arrived at the manor, everyone from the hero candidates to the Guard Captain himself stared in shock. The butler came rushing out and seized my hand.

"Ohh, Lashu. Is it really you? You made it!"

"Sorry for worrying you."

"Not at all. Captain, this settles it, yes?"

Every gaze in the room swung to the Guard Captain. He scratched his head.

"But technically, Lashu failed to return to the destination with his teammates. I'd have to disqualify him..."

The Captain was glancing at the butler for a cue. The butler got angry on my behalf.

"Ha, you dense—!"

"Hold on a moment."

Abeiru stepped forward like he'd been waiting for his cue. I'd been wondering when this bastard would open his mouth. He flicked a smirk in my direction, then spoke.

"Frankly, I believe following the rules is the correct course. Doesn't a territory need fairness and common sense to function properly? Hero candidates in particular will one day be a vital part of this land's military strength. I think it's better not to create grounds for controversy."

The little shit was awfully good at getting his word in first. I scanned the crowd. About half looked uncertain. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠The rest were nodding along like Abeiru had a point.

Fine. Honestly, it wasn't entirely wrong. I had, for all practical purposes, gone AWOL mid-mission.

But they'd forgotten what the Guard Captain himself had said when he sent us out.

I smiled with complete confidence. People tilted their heads at me.

You always talk a good game. You lost again, Abeiru.

I quietly pulled the orc's head from my ring. I'd prepared for exactly this. I held it up for everyone to see, and called out.

"If we're talking technicalities — doesn't that include the rule that overwhelming results mean you don't even need to reach the destination? So how about this?"

"Well, yes, but Lashu... wait. Is that—?!"

"I intend to prove my worth with this."

Blood was still dripping from the orc's neck. It was the head of the one-eyed veteran orc that had given me such a hard time.

Everyone froze. The Guard Captain's eyes nearly popped out of his skull.

"That's impossible. That's the veteran orc that took the lives of last quarter's candidates!"

The truth was, this veteran orc was infamous throughout our territory. A named mob, if you had to put a label on it. Dozens of hero candidates had already died to this thing. That was how strong an orc was — and a high-veteran orc even more so.

The butler swallowed hard. Only Abeiru kept trying to deny it.

"Is there any guarantee this is that orc? Don't fall for it, everyone!"

Was this bastard an idiot? Even if it wasn't that orc, I'd still soloed one.

The Guard Captain tore into him.

"You stupid bastard! You think there's another one-eyed old orc with an eyepatch around here besides this mug?!"

Jayla piled on right after him.

"The orc Lashu killed is definitely the veteran. I went a few rounds with it myself."

Just like that, the atmosphere flipped. I'd gone from a deserter leeching off the mission to a genius who'd solo-killed a veteran orc. Everyone was staring at me in awe.

"Whoa, Lashu's actually insane."

"A hero candidate soloing a veteran orc? That's fucking crazy."

"If that's not a genius, what is? Go be a hero already, you bastard!"

"I thought it was just the bloodline carrying him, but he's the real deal. And he's sexy too...?"

While everyone was singing my praises, Abeiru was the only one trembling. He'd wanted to screw me over somehow, and he'd failed. Types like him were the same everywhere — on internet forums or in real life. They tore other people down to fill the hole in their ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠own self-esteem. A parasite, through and through.

The Guard Captain looked down at me and spoke with solemn formality.

YYYYEEEEESSSSSS!

I didn't let it show, but inside I was losing my mind. This wasn't some participation trophy — I'd been rated the best out of all these guys. Damn, I crushed it. Fuck yeah!

I was still riding that high when the butler cleared his throat and addressed me.

"Lashu, come inside for a moment. The Acting Lord was worried."

Right. Renata!

"Ah, yes!"

I followed the butler in, laughing without a sound. Alright. Time to work on my image a little more. This time, with words.

Renata — I was going to make you fall for me.