Priest, Massage, and Sleep-Talking (2)

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We were returning after clearing the third dungeon. Like the day before, it had contained one mid-boss and one Medium Magic Stone: ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠similar monsters, similar patterns, and an efficient division of labor. Even so, being splattered by particles from the Holy Bomb felt disgusting.

I mixed a powerful deodorizer into the Holy Bombs, so they had no smell. But because I knew exactly what they were, the sensation was still revolting. I'd tried to avoid the spray, yet I had been splattered again that day.

This time, instead of asking Reni to clean me up, I used Cleaning Magic myself. Asking her every time was a pain anyway. And I had mana to spare.

Reni seemed puzzled by how often I used Cleaning Magic. Don’t go prying into it. If she ever learned what the bombs were made of...

At least once we cleared this undead dungeon, I probably wouldn’t have to use the bombs anymore. That was a relief.

Anyway, I'd have to change the color of the bottles or add dye to the contents or something. It felt way too nasty.

...

Two dungeons left now. One of them had to have the boss in it.

To take that bastard down, I'd tested out a technique based on the 「Vibrating Hand」 I'd created yesterday, and thankfully it had worked well.

The skill had formed exactly as I’d intended. Praise the Skill Proposals. Long live the Goddess! A thousand years! Ten thousand years! She was fucking amazing.

Come to think of it, the Skill Proposals acted like a dream engineer, turning my vague ideas into concrete designs.

Even though it came with the restriction that every skill had to be related to sexual acts, the potential was still limitless.

...No. Potential aside, it did feel excessively convenient. The Goddess accurately read the intent hidden between the lines of my [Additional Notes] and granted the corresponding skill. Perhaps the sexual acts were only camouflage, and in truth...

"Eek!"

"Watch out!"

I caught Reni around the waist. She'd been walking unsteadily for some time and seemed exhausted.

Come to think of it, Reni had been acting a bit off since morning.

Her eyes were hollow, she spoke less, and she occasionally muttered about pulling something out or whatever. Whenever I asked, she turned tomato-red and insisted it was nothing. She looked worse than the day before.

Had I done something to her again at night after all...

Well, I'd gotten a hell of a shock myself in the morning.

When I woke, Reni was asleep at the foot of the bed, clinging to my legs. When had she crawled down there? Her face had been right in front of my tent, which was painfully embarrassing.

...But seriously, why had she gone all the way down there?

Don't tell me! Did she retreat downward to escape because I was groping her too much?!

That explained the unsettled points that had appeared that morning... I had apparently groped her enough to wake her. What kind of person was I? Trash. Inhuman trash...

What the hell had I done to a girl who crawled into my arms because the night was cold... How cold must she have been that hugging my legs wasn't enough, that she'd slept with my foot wedged between her thighs...

A-and on top of that, my foot had been a little damp... I-I thought she'd even been sweating... Wh-what if it smelled...

It was ridiculous that my own sleep-talking was making me embarrassed...

...

But...

But if I could control my sleep-talking, then it wouldn't ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠be sleep-talking.

Come to think of it, I was blameless. I felt nothing but innocence. Was I supposed to take responsibility for unconscious behavior? This was all Reni's fault for having such a lewd body. No matter how many times I reconsidered it, I remained completely blameless.

...

...No. There was an emotion I felt.

...Regret. Yes, regret. Why couldn’t I remember that sensation?

Anyway, I couldn't leave Reni like this. Tomorrow was probably the most important dungeon. I had to find some way to let her rest deeply at night.

Tie my hands? Out of the question. Move to a room with two beds? A resounding rebuke—喝!

If so...

There was no helping it. Only one option remained: she needed to sleep so deeply that she wouldn’t wake even if I touched her. Yes. Today, I’d have to go a little hardcore.

And I should ease my own 'regret' a little too. It had happened once already, after all. Something that happened once might as well have happened twice. Heh heh...

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Dinnertime at the inn.

"Come to think of it..."

"Hm?"

“Um... those Holy Bombs you throw at the undead? I’ve never seen anything like them. A bomb that works so well against undead... I may be only half a priest, but I completed all the Church’s training...”

Seriously, bringing that up while we were eating?! Right... you could bring up that topic because you didn’t know what it was made of...

"Ah, no, Holy Bomb is just a name I made up on the spot. It actually doesn't have much to do with Holy Magic."

I hadn't lied! It possessed the holy (聖) attribute, but that did not make it sacred!

"What? Then..."

"It's more like alchemy. Where I used to live, we didn't have magic. So weapons that anyone could use developed a lot. I just revived some memories from back then."

"Hmm... is that so..."

But it seemed her doubts hadn't been resolved. She ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠tilted her head back and forth.

"I don't know much about alchemy, but does it really explode only against selected targets? It didn't explode against the ground or rocks; the bottle merely shattered..."

Damn it! When had she even been watching that?!

Reni’s eyes lit up as though she’d realized something, and she clapped her hands. Ominous. Normally that expression was cute, but today it felt terribly ominous. What was she about to say?

"Wow! Now that I think about it, it's really an incredible item! A bomb that only works on undead monsters! It wouldn't go off even if you threw it at a person, right? In some ways it's even more amazing than magic! If you mess up with magic, people can get hurt, but this...!"

"Uh... right...?"

"How do you make it? If we only knew the method, it would be a huge help to the Church...!"

"U-uh... well..."

‘I make them with semen.’

Like hell I could say that!!! Damn it. I needed to change the subject. But how...

"Yoo-jin?"

Her eyes sparkled with pure curiosity and no ulterior motive. Why did she have to shove that biteable face at me? If she looked up at me with those innocent eyes, I couldn’t help but ans—

"I..."

"I?"

-Smack!

"Yoo-jin?!"

I had almost answered! I stopped myself by slapping my own cheek.

"Ahem. No. No. That. You know, the other time."

"The other time?"

"Remember the cake we ate? Awakened can occasionally obtain items from their original world. I used one of those as an ingredient."

"Ah... then is there no way to obtain that ingredient?"

There was! My dick!

"Ah, uh, er, well, um..."

Why did she keep making me flustered! For someone who trips over nothing on her own, she was sharp in the weirdest places!

"Yoo-jin?"

"Ahem. Hm. Being Awakened isn't that all-powerful. There are restrictions."

"Restrictions?"

"I can't bring things over in quantities large enough to give to other people. Even food has usage limits."

"Ah..."

"There are more restrictions than you think. In terms of variety too. Just assume I can't bring over things like weapons from my world or complex mechanical devices. You can tell from watching what I do, right?"

"?"

She tilted her head back and forth again. Fortunately, she didn't look like she was about to interrogate me.

“I didn’t bring over a finished product. I brought a few essential components, then combined them with materials available here. It’s a workaround.”

The essential ingredient was glass test tubes, and the thing I could get here was semen. So it wasn't a complete lie. Good. This was within my conscience's acceptable range. I was blameless.

"Wow...!"

I had completely evaded her persistent questions. Well done, mouth!

"But..."

Stop!

“M-more importantly, look at this. It’s a new technique I learned yesterday. Here, if I do this... touch the cup.”

-Vrrrm.

I held the cup and used 「Vibrating Hand」.

"Huh? Brrrrrrrrrrr..."

When Reni touched the cup in my hand, her entire body vibrated. Pfft. This was fun.

"Pffhaha! Wh-what is this?!"

"Fun, right? It's a technique that makes your hand vibrate."

"Why do you have a technique like this...?"

"To give you a massage."

To give you a massage. A lewd massage.

"Wh-what are you planning to do to me...?!"

Reni’s face went pale. Don’t worry. I wouldn’t go too hard.

In fact, I couldn’t go too hard. If I raised 「Vibrating Hand」’s output, shattering a glass would be easy. But during sexual play, the system automatically capped its output. The Goddess was being considerate. At maximum unrestricted power, though, it would probably be quite destructive...

"Wh-why are you doing something like this?!"

I was doing it because I could. You shouldn’t suppress your own potential. I had to remain ready to become a human sex machine at all times. But if I told her that, she’d run away, wouldn’t she?

"Where I used to live, massage machines that did this kind of thing were popular. So..."

"M-more importantly than that!"

You were changing the subject on me too!

"That! That Holy Bomb! Where did you learn to make something like that?!"

Fortunately, that was a question I could answer. If she'd kept pressing me about awkward subjects, I'd have ended dinner and shown her what the human massage machine could really do.

"...Just... well... where I used to live, there was this thing called the military..."

I named the organization least likely to overlap with Reni's experience. There was no better subject than the military for spouting whatever nonsense I wanted.

"So... snow shoveling... weeding... digging..."

When my rough explanation of military life was over, Reni was hanging her head low. Had I gotten too carried away talking about it? Well, I supposed listening to someone's military life wouldn't be very entertaining...

"Y-Yoo-jin..."

"Hm?"

"I-I had no idea you had gone through that... sniff..."

Reni suddenly raised her head. Her emerald eyes glistened with tears, and I felt myself being drawn in—

"It's all right, Yoo-jin! We do have nobles, but we don't have sl-slaves anymore! They disappeared long ago!"

Huh?

"Even if you were a sl-slave, Yoo-jin! I wouldn't! I wouldn't mind at all!"

What part of my story had sounded like slavery? This priest’s delusions were acting up again!

"Yoo-jin... how could you live... that kind of life... when you were young... sniff... bo-boiling grass and eating it... a-and on top of that, being a slave... oh... what should I do... sniff..."

"No... that's..."

"Your master, Yoo-jin... was truly, truly a wicked person... Th-they didn't even feed their slave properly, so you had to boil gra-grass... snivel."

"..."

Being pitied by the most pitiable girl I knew was an indescribable feeling. The corn silk tea deserved sympathy too. How had it ended up being treated like this...

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Reni was pinned ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠beneath me, screaming.

"Hah! Ah! Nngh, hik! No! Stop! Stop iiit!!!"

"Reni, you tell me to stop, but your body keeps turning toward me. Your words and your body's actions don't match—what's going on?"

"I don't know! Hyeek! I don't knowww!!!"

"Why do you keep speaking informally?"

"I don't know! I don't knowww! Hyahaaat?!"

"Isn't this way too much fuss over just having the soles of your feet massaged a little? We'll have to practice this every day from now on."

"Every day!!! I can't do thiiis!!! Every daaaay!!!!!!"

"You say you can't? I'm only repaying you because I am grateful that you help me practice my buffs..."

「Touch of Pleasure」, 「Sensitivity Enhancement」, 「Body Temperature Increase」, 「Vibrating Hand」.

"Hyaaang?! Mrph! Mmmph...! Hmph!"

"I told you not to bite the pillow, and you do it anyway."

「Devilish Pillow Snatch Throw」.

"Give it back! Give it baaack!!!"

"No."

"Haaaaang!!!!"

...

"Hwaaaaat?!!!!!"

...

"Kyaah-wa-uuuuut!!!!!!"

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"Ah-uh... ah... au... hi..."

...

Reni finally passed out. I'd never pushed her that far before, but it was hardly surprising after using so many skills to make her climax repeatedly.

On top of that, today I’d raised her Climax Level all the way to 75%. Excluding true erogenous zones like her breasts or butt, that was probably the highest I could raise it, wasn’t it?

Anyway, tomorrow would probably be the boss fight, so it was important for her to rest deeply at night. This was absolutely not because of my own selfish motives.

Ah, first I ought to use some Cleaning Magic on Reni. Under those clothes, she must be a total mess by now...

[Time until Heat State onset: 00:04:29]

The timing was perfect. I needed to relieve my Heat State and sleep too. Tomorrow was the boss fight, so I had to rest properly.

No messing around.

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[The 「Creepy Dog Persona (B)」 imprint strengthens.]