Chapter 127: Is This How You Do It?
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 127: Is This How You Do It?
“The 8th floor? I thought we’d be able to find a clue around the 7th. We have to go even deeper.”
“The idea that it’s on the 8th floor is just my guess. We might find a clue on the 7th.”
“I see. I really need to work harder to grow in many ways.”
I’d have to get stronger. To conquer the 7th floor, one usually needs to be a Platinum Badge adventurer. For the current me and the Young Lady, that was still a story for the distant future.
“Sigh. It feels like nothing ever comes easy. This won't do, Sion. Let’s have a drink.”
“Alcohol?”
“Yeah. Since we’ve decided to plan our future together, shouldn't we share a drink? Right?”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. We need a drink right now. Over here!”
The Young Lady ordered alcohol with a bright, mischievous smile.
Before I could even try to stop her, beer was delivered to our table.
I hadn't really thought about it when there was no alcohol around, but seeing the beer with bubbles fizzing at the top right in front of me, I felt like I couldn't just let it pass.
One glass should be fine, right?
“A toast to our future. Come on, pick up your glass, Sion.”
“Yes, yes. Cheers.”
I clinked my glass against hers on impulse.
Droplets of beer splashed, and the Young Lady gulped down her drink with an excited expression.
Her face, which had been full of worry, seemed to brighten up a bit. I couldn't exactly refuse to keep her company.
She had mentioned how difficult things had been lately in various ways. If I didn't at least join her like this, what would be the point of living?
“What are you doing? Drink up, Sion.”
“Oh, right. But do I have to down the whole thing in one go too?”
“Yeah. I did it, so you have to.”
“Alright.”
If there was one thing to be thankful for, it was that my drug resistance had increased thanks to the Giant's Essence, so I didn't have to worry about getting drunk quickly.
Even if the Young Lady got drunk, I had the ability to take her back to her lodgings. I wouldn't have to worry about us both getting wasted and rolling around on the street anymore.
“Kaaah. That’s refreshing.”
Beer really has to be drunk cold.
It went down smooth. Usually, places that are good at grilling meat also have good alcohol.
Since I started making money, I’ve visited several famous restaurants within the Labyrinth City, and I’ve found that places with delicious food also tend to have great drinks.
Establishments that brew their own are especially good because of their unique character. I should bring her along more often.
“One glass isn't enough. Shall we have another?”
“Are you planning on getting drunk today, My Lady? Don't you have a schedule tomorrow?”
“No. I don't have classes tomorrow. What about you, Sion? You can't? Please drink with me.”
My heart wavered when she looked up at me with those cute eyes. Watching Lady Leah act so charmingly, it felt like a crime not to go along with it.
It couldn't be helped. Just one more glass...
Two more... three...?
“Oh.”
Before I knew it, the table was covered in empty bottles.
Somehow, we had ended up drinking a massive amount.
The Young Lady was already on the verge of passing out, and I was finally starting to feel a bit of a buzz.
As we kept drinking glass after glass and chatting, we had consumed quite a lot without realizing it.
The Giant's Essence is truly amazing.
Just as Helena said about my drug resistance increasing, I had become a heavy drinker.
I felt like I had poured enough alcohol into myself to collapse, yet I was perfectly fine.
Normally, I would have started losing it by the fourth glass, but right now, my mind was quite clear.
“My Lady.”
“Uuuugh...”
“Lady Leah?”
The Young Lady was slumped over the table, squirming. It looked like she was quite drunk.
I’d have to take her back to her lodgings.
“My Lady, I’m going to pick you up for a moment.”
“Mmm... hold me...”
“Yes, yes. I’ve got you.”
I picked her up.
As I lifted her in a princess carry, she immediately buried her face in my chest and nuzzled against me.
The scent of alcohol mixed with her body fragrance tickled my nose.
It was hard to smell Yuria’s natural scent because of her Ability to remove odors, but the Young Lady was different.
How should I put it? She had that soft, feminine fragrance. It made me want to bury my nose in the crook of her neck all day and get drunk on her scent.
“My Lady, are you comfortable?”
“Mmm... I like it...”
Holding the dozing Young Lady, I walked out of the establishment.
Naturally, to prevent dining and dashing, most restaurants here required upfront payment, so there was no need to settle the bill separately. I left a few copper coins on the table, which the server would likely take as a tip.
But where were the Young Lady’s lodgings again? I had forgotten the location.
“Um, Lady Leah. Where was your lodging?”
“Mmm-hmmm. I dunnooo...”
“Pardon? No, if you don't know...”
“Siooon... should we... go to a nearby inn...?”
“.....”
She was suggesting we go to any nearby inn. This was a problem. If she didn't return before sunset, her bodyguard, Rika, would worry.
But since she said she was sleepy right now, there wasn't much I could do.
I looked around for a decent inn nearby.
“My Lady. How about that place?”
“Uuugh...”
“Whoa, whoa. Don't try to throw up.”
“It’s shaking... I feel like I’m gonna puke...”
“Oh, boy.”
This wouldn't do. I had to lay her down quickly.
Crescent Moon and Wolf. That inn looks decent.
The exterior of the building was just average, but the atmosphere inside was a bit strange.
How should I describe it? Right, if I were to translate it into a modern version, it felt like a local motel.
Most inns in this world were literally just places to sleep.
They weren't typically places men and women sought out for mating.
However, this place was a bit different.
“Two?”
“Yes. Two people.”
“The room at the far right. Don't use the bed too violently.”
“Excuse me?”
“Here, a towel. If it’s your first time, put this underneath. Don't get blood on the sheets.”
“.....”
I ended up receiving a towel in a daze.
The innkeeper, who wore a strangely suggestive smile, puffed on a uniquely scented cigarette and gestured toward the room with her chin.
That middle-aged woman looked quite amused.
“Hah.”
Let’s just go to the room for now.
Since the Young Lady was struggling, I figured I’d lay her on the bed and then think.
“Wow.”
The room had an even more bizarre atmosphere than I expected.
Incense was burning, and it was strangely dim, making the vibe quite peculiar.
Was this really the Other World version of a motel?
First, let’s lay her down.
After placing her on the circular bed, I took off her coat and hung it on a rack.
After letting her rest on the bed, I sat in a chair to catch my breath. About an hour later, she tossed and turned before waking up.
“Aah...! I fell asleep!”
She snapped her eyes open in surprise, looked around, and then stared at me as if asking where we were.
“Ah, you seemed out of it, so I brought you here to let you lie down. The atmosphere of this inn is a bit strange, though.”
“Oh, uh...”
The vibe of the inn was indeed a bit suggestive, but I hadn't intended to touch the sleeping Young Lady.
I didn't know how to explain this.
While Sion was in the Labyrinth, Leah had heard stories about him from Yuria.
When Leah mentioned she wanted to be with Sion but the right situation never seemed to arise, Yuria had given her the answer to taking him down.
‘You just have to get him drunk. He gets more aggressive when he’s drunk,’ she had said.
Hearing that getting Sion drunk was the key to having a relationship with him, Leah had created an atmosphere where they could drink alone.
She had heard that Sion’s limit was about four and a half glasses. She thought that if she fed him that much, she could make him woozy.
Why on earth isn't he getting drunk?
However, she didn't know that Sion’s drug resistance had increased after consuming the Giant's Essence. As a result, her plan to have some fun with a drunken Sion had gone awry.
She had intended to get him drunk and take him down, but instead, she was the one who had gotten wasted.
My head hurts.
Far from taking Sion down, Leah felt like she was about to faint, and she wanted to cry.
The winner of this battle was Sion. It was one of his few victories.
Unlike in the past, when he had been fed massive amounts of alcohol and taken advantage of by Yuria and Moira, he had now inadvertently made Leah drunk.
The problem was that Sion hadn't laid a finger on the drunken Leah.
“Um... you don't have to be so flustered. Haaa.”
Leah let out a sigh and reassured him as he tried to explain the situation.
This man was such a novice in these matters. She felt he was trying too hard to cherish her.
In times like this, it would be better if he just pushed her a bit more roughly. That’s what Leah thought. She wished he would just be a complete rogue and pin her down.
I guess I’ll have to make him that way.
This was something she had already agreed upon with Yuria. They had discussed changing Sion’s personality—which was far too cautious around women—into the "Labyrinth City style."
After all, a female is a creature that feels great joy when pinned beneath a male.
The desire to be dominated by a strong male was biologically natural, so if they wanted to satisfy that desire, they had no choice but to put in the effort themselves.
“Just stay lying down for a bit. Honestly, why did you drink so much?”
“It’s not that... I feel wronged... Why aren't you drunk?”
“Hah. Wronged? Maybe you just didn't know your own limit.”
“Hey! No... ugh... wait...”
“Here’s some water.”
“Yeah... thanks.”
Leah drank the water Sion handed her while her mind raced.
She had unintentionally succeeded in getting him to an inn. If so, she had to move on to the next step, but the problem was that Sion seemed to have no intention of touching her at all.
If anything, he was worried about her.
This... this eunuch-like guy...!
If only Sion were drunk, she could have just pushed him over.
Leah cursed herself inwardly for being the one to get drunk first and began to take off her clothes.
If the other person didn't have the heart for it, she had to make them have the heart for it.
“Whoa, whoa. My Lady. If you suddenly strip like that...”
“Sion.”
“Yes?”
“You too. Hurry up and take yours off.”
“Pardon? Me too?”
“Yes! Honestly, Sion! You big dummy! If I’m drunk, you should have brought me here and, huh? Stripped me bare. And then, after preparing me nicely, you should have just... done it! I got drunk on purpose so you could devour me. Dammit. I should have made you drunk first. Why did your tolerance increase so much?”
“Ah, well. I picked up and ate a lot of things in the Labyrinth. That’s how it happened.”
“Ugh.”
Leah shook her head and lunged at Sion.
Then, she grabbed his clothes and yanked them off.
“Sion. Women, you know, sometimes want to be taken.”
“Want to be taken...?”
“Yes. Oh, of course, excluding strangers. I mean between people who care for each other. When a table is set like this and the man doesn't pounce, it hurts a girl's pride. I mean, a woman like me is drunk right in front of you. And you don't touch her? What are you? A eunuch?”
“Uh, well. I’m not a eunuch.”
It was unavoidable.
Sion, who had lived in 21st-century modern Earth—specifically in South Korea, where one could be reported for sexual harassment just for a fingertip touching—still found it difficult to treat women roughly.
It was a part of him that didn't fit the sentiments of this world.
“Of course, I like that gentlemanly side of you. It’s definitely a charming part of you. You seem like an intellectual. But...! Being too polite and trying too hard to be good to me... that has the opposite effect. I told you I like you, didn't I? That literally means I want to sleep with you... Oh, you idiot! Don't make a maiden say these things! Get it? Just do it. You know what I mean, right?”
At Leah’s passionate speech, Sion nodded.
“I know exactly what you mean.”
“You... you understand my heart?”
“Yes. Roughly. Like a man. That’s what you want, right?”
“Yes...! Exactly that! Just pounce on me.”
“Understood.”
Sion, finally having properly grasped the other person’s needs, roughly threw off his clothes.
Just from that, Leah covered her mouth with both hands and took a sharp breath.
Solid-looking muscles were hidden beneath his clothes. They were survival-type abs, carved out from eight months of rolling around like a dog.
“Ohhh...”
“Now, take it off.”
“Huh? Oh, okay!”
Sion’s voice had completely changed.
This wasn't the Sion who used polite speech and was kind. Seeing him look down at her with his arms crossed, like an instructor, Leah felt an unknown sense of satisfaction.
The "main event," which had always been thwarted just before it could happen, was finally beginning under Sion’s lead.
“H-here. I took it all off.”
“Then lie down on your back.”
“Yes...!”
Leah was highborn. There had never been a man who had commanded her so forcefully until now.
Especially since she was a daughter raised with great care, neither her father nor her brother had ever ordered her around like this. It was truly a heart-pounding moment.
The man who had always been kind told her to strip and lie on her back. Leah felt a deep sense of satisfaction.
Is this how I’m supposed to do it?
Of course, Sion was still finding this situation difficult.