Chapter 63
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 63
Chapter Title: S-Class Adventurer, Elena (8)
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'Hmph. What the hell are you even anxious about right now? Have some confidence.'
A fleeting wave of unease washed over Elena, but she quickly steadied herself.
Several tentacles writhed right above her naked body.
Just looking at them sent chills down her spine, an utterly horrifying sight. But right now, what mattered most was her confidence—and her faith.
'Say you love me, and you lose?'
Elena scoffed inwardly.
Ridiculous.
Her hellish training, the endless tension and crises of real combat.
Even after reaching her current realm, she rarely faced the same dangers as before, but venturing into perilous dungeons or 'secret realms'? That demanded unyielding vigilance, a mind forever sharp and resilient.
For Elena, forged in such extreme mental discipline, some lewd act with a tentacle monster was utterly beneath her notice.
'That kind of witchcraft won't work on me.'
Elena stared straight at the tentacle monster. The mere sight filled her with disgust and foreboding. It continued writhing its body in that repulsive way.
Wriggle, wriggle—
- Shall I start with a kiss? Or maybe suck on your breasts first?
The tentacle monster's voice echoed in her mind.
'Both sound revolting.'
Kissing a tentacle monster? The thought alone made her want to vomit. A kiss was the ultimate act of affection, reserved for a loved one.
And letting that thing slurp at her breasts?
Absolute worst.
It felt like defiling the precious milk meant for her future child. Offering the pure, vital spot her baby would nurse from to this monster instead. The idea turned her stomach.
But—
"Hmph. Do whatever you want. The outcome will be the same anyway."
The bet was already on, and Elena was in no position to resist.
She said it casually, as if it were nothing.
- Nice confidence. I'm curious how long it'll last.
With that, the tentacle monster gripped her breast with a tentacle.
"Ngh..."
Wriggle, wriggle—
A strangely ticklish sensation made Elena twitch for a moment as she thought.
Curious how long it'll last?
'I'm the one who's curious.'
She smiled to herself.
Elena wondered what look the monster would have when it realized its witchcraft had no effect on her.
Imagining slaughtering the tentacle monster later and escaping this dungeon with her little sister, Elena stayed still and compliant.
'It has super-regeneration, sure, but regeneration must have conditions.'
Having regeneration meant there were ways to prevent it. No matter how invincible or overpowering a monster or ability seemed, every one had a weakness.
Pour everything she had into it, and block its regeneration when it tried to heal. Simple.
Find those conditions and crush it.
'Even if I can't find them.'
She could just run.
It had taken a full week to reach here from the dungeon entrance, but that was because she'd proceeded cautiously, scouting every direction for safety.
With no monsters besides the boss and all the traps on the path ahead mapped out, escaping while protecting her sister would be easy.
'Even if the boss teleports after us.'
Dungeon bosses' teleportation had limits. They couldn't spam it endlessly. From her vast dungeon experience—and common adventurer knowledge—boss teleports maxed out at once per hour.
Even if it pursued with hourly teleports, her superior physical prowess would let her outrun it. No question.
'Heh. Good. You disgusting monster. Your lust will be your downfall.'
As Elena's thoughts raced, a tentacle shaped like lips drew near her breast.
- Alright then, shall we start by tasting those delicious lewd nipples?
"......"
Elena didn't respond. She didn't avert her gaze, just glared at it. She was that confident.
Ignoring her defiant eyes, the tentacle monster kept teasing around her breasts.
- Perfectly perky, just begging to be sucked.
Squish, squish—
"Mm..."
Elena's breasts were larger than average, but not excessively so—perfect, beautiful ones.
Her nipples were an appetizing pink.
With flawless areolae to match, any man would drool.
The tentacle monster's tongue and lips slowly approached her nipple.
In that instant, Elena swallowed hard and glanced at Elrine.
Elrine watched with rapt fascination, then flashed a bright smile when their eyes met.
It looked just like she was saying, 'Sis, it's gonna feel amazing!'—and it rubbed Elena the wrong way.
Elena bit her lip and looked away. Speaking inwardly to Elrine,
'Watch closely, Elrine. I'll show you that moaning while a tentacle monster sucks your nipples is straight-up weird.'
Elena recalled Elrine's scene—nipples sucked, sweet moans escaping.
Absurd.
It was just the monster's wicked witchcraft. Elena would reveal the 'truth,' correct the spell on her sister.
Without the witchcraft, no one would feel pleasure from a monster sucking their nipples.
Disgust was the normal reaction. Her sister's spell would break soon—
Slurp—
"Hm? Ah! Nngh...!?"
Twitch—!
Twitch, twitch—!
'Wh-what the...!?'
Elena clamped her mouth shut over the moan that had slipped out.
A sultry whimper escaped in that instant, her body bucking.
Her nipple tingled maddeningly.
That ticklish thrill spread through her whole body, shivers racing down her spine.
No time to panic, Elena glared at the tentacle monster. Its eyes curved in amusement, a leisurely voice following.
- How's that? Feels good, right?
One single nipple suck—and she'd moaned.
"Hah, hah. N-no, it's not."
Elena denied it immediately, exhaling sharply.
Impossible. A tentacle monster's breast-sucking should disgust her, so why...!
'R-right. This. No way it'd feel good. I just got caught off guard.'
Elena sensed something off but dismissed it as mere surprise.
Anything else wouldn't make sense. She couldn't feel pleasure from a trash monster that toyed with her sister.
It was just an unfamiliar sensation—like a tickle after so long without one.
- Really? That moan sounded plenty pleased.
"Hmph. Don't talk nonsense! A filthy tentacle monster's tongue could never feel good. No one would get off from having their nipples sucked by something as revolting as you—"
Slurp, suck, suck, sluuuurp—
"Ngh...!? Nnah!? Hn, mmph, hmph...!"
Twitch—! Twitch, twitch—!
Goosebumps erupted along her lower back, followed instantly by an electric, ticklish pleasure surging through her body.
'Wh-what is this...!'
Sluuurp, suck, sluuuurp, sluuuuurp—
"Mmph, hn, hmph, hnnngh...!?"
The tentacle monster kept slurping relentlessly at her nipple. Elena thrashed, desperately muffling herself.
Its tongue stimulated her areola so blissfully.
A tongue worthy of a 'tentacle'—supple, sticky, coating her areola in slick caresses. The lips suckled her nipple tenderly, like sweet kisses.
It felt so good—
'N-no. It doesn't feel good...!'
Elena desperately self-suggested.
Tentacle monster nipple-sucking doesn't feel good.
Tentacle monster nipple-sucking doesn't feel good.
Tentacle monster nipple-sucking doesn't feel goo—
Suck, slurp, sluuuurp—
"Nngh—! Hmph—! Nnnyah...!?!?"
Twitch—! Twitch, twitch—!
'S-sucking both nipples at once is cheating...!'
A second tentacle latched onto her neglected other nipple without warning. Elena's mouth flew open, another lewd moan spilling out.
Amid the insane ticklishness, she stared at the tentacle monster.
Its eyes seemed smug for some reason.
"What! Why are you looking?!"
Feeling defensive, she snapped at it. It replied,
- I was just looking. What's your problem? Feeling guilty?
"N-no? Nothing?"
Elena shook her head innocently, and the tentacle monster chuckled.
- Honestly, a little disappointed. With all that confidence, I figured an S-Class like you could hold a straight face for an hour. But you're moaning already.
"Tch."
- And for an S-Class adventurer, your nipples are pathetic. F-Class level weak sauce.
"Wh-what? P-pathetic?"
She blurted in disbelief, and it answered.
- Yeah, pathetic. You didn't fall in love after just a few sucks, did you?
Elena growled at the tentacle monster.
"Don't get cocky. I'm just not used to this kind of stimulation. I have zero intention of loving trash like you—a tentacle monster. Not now, not ever!"
The tentacle monster grinned smugly.
- Fingers crossed. But less than 30 seconds in, and you're like this? Way too pathetic.
'L-less than 30 seconds...?'
Elena's heart sank at its words.
It had felt like at least three minutes. 30 seconds? Impossible.
- Alright, back to sucking? Gotta say, S-Class nipples taste pretty great. Similar to Elrine's, but a bit more mature.
"Tch. Don't talk about my little sister!"
Elena glared daggers.
- Not trash-talking, complimenting. Tasty nipples are a good thing, right? Your future husband will love it. Getting to savor these lewd pink ones every day. Of course, that'll be me.
Elena's teeth ground at its absurd arrogance, but she had no retort.
She'd just prove it.
That she felt nothing for trash like it.
That pleasure from a monster sucking her nipples was wrong.
But...
Sluuurp, suck, sluuuurp, sluuuuurp—
"Hnn, hah, ngh, haah, hnnngh...!"
Just 10 minutes later.
"F-for a trash tentacle like you... ngh, haah... y-your sucking skills... are d-decent... hah, hah..."
Elena had to admit it.
The tentacle monster's nipple-sucking wasn't half bad.
- .....
The tentacle monster stared at her in utter disbelief.