Chapter 32

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 32

Chapter Title: EP 4. Paradise - Stolen Luggage

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Slurp.

Haah.

No sooner had we arrived in Zion, booked a room at an inn, and stepped inside than Lena pinned me against the wall and pressed her lips to mine.

I was startled by her sudden move at first, but I quickly melted into the kiss.

"...Sorry for forcing myself on you like that...."

Only after a long while did Lena finally calm down, pulling her lips away and stepping back with an apologetic look.

"No... I liked it too..."

I scratched my cheek shyly as I replied.

To be honest, I didn't hate it at all.

If anything, my pussy down there was already sopping wet and sticky.

"Then... can I do more?"

Lena asked hesitantly, her face flushed.

Ever since the incident in Yuta, Lena had become... incredibly forward.

And honestly, so had I.

When she came at me so directly like this, I just couldn't bring myself to refuse.

Maybe losing our virginities had a huge mental impact on both of us.

Not that we had chosen it willingly.

"Yeah."

No sooner had I said it than Lena kissed me again.

This time, she slipped her tongue in, roughly exploring the inside of my mouth.

At the same time, her hand slid down, pushing aside my soaked panties and plunging fingers into my pussy hole, stirring them around while rolling my clit.

"Hngh...♥ Huah...♥"

Hot sighs leaked from between our grinding lips.

Squelch squelch squelch.

Squelch slurp squelch.

Pussy juices flowed copiously, like squeezing a drenched peach, soaking my thighs, Lena's hand, and even the floor.

"Lia's pussy juice... it tastes so naughty... I wanna lick it up...."

Lena said as she brought her nectar-coated fingers to her mouth and licked them.

"Me too...."

"Wanna lie down?"

"Yes♥"

I stripped off my clothes and lay on the bed.

Lena shed her armor, then her shirt and pants underneath.

Having worn heavy, thick armor the whole time, her body was drenched in sweat, her skin glistening.

We tumbled on the bed, taking turns ravishing each other's lips—me on the bottom at first, then straddling her.

"It... probably smells, right? Should I wash up first?"

After a while, Lena noticed my gaze and said it with a shy face.

"No...."

I swallowed hard.

Why was this?

If anything—

"L-Lia?!"

Lena yelped in surprise.

I snapped to my senses and realized I'd buried my face in her smooth armpit, right up close, and was licking it.

"Lena's body scent... it's so stimulating... especially your armpits."

"Stimulating? It's just dirty...."

"Pussies are dirty too, same thing."

I buried my nose in her armpit, licking up every drop of sweat with my tongue.

The slightly sour scent mixed with a grassy note made my head heat up more and more the more I inhaled, until it was hard to hold back.

"S-Stop licking... it's embarrassing...."

"Okay...."

I stopped reluctantly, honoring her request.

"You've licked me plenty... now it's my turn."

Lena pouted playfully, grabbed my hand, and pulled me down onto the bed.

She straddled me reverse, spreading her pussy with her fingers and shoving her tongue in.

"Ahaha♥ That tickles, Lena♥"

It felt kinda silly at first, making me giggle, but as she kept licking relentlessly, my body started reacting sensitively.

I love Lena's soft, wet tongue. Her thick fingers for a woman too. And the way she teases my clit while licking and fingering. Hngh♥

"I'm cumming...♥"

I hit my peak, bucking my hips.

Haah... haah... I've gotten way too used to it. To female orgasms. When just recently, I was a guy.

It hit me anew now. Back when I first entered this world, it was bewildering and awkward, but before I knew it, I'd adapted completely—too completely, even.

And I was loving every bit of it.

Which made me worry on one hand.

After all, Lena doesn't exist in my original world. Painful as it is to think about, the truth is she's just a game character—data, at most.

My lovely, righteous, beautiful, and lewd knight doesn't exist in reality.

The thought made me inexplicably sad.

"Lia... you're not gonna lick me...?"

Lena turned to look at me with pleading eyes.

That snapped me out of my stray thoughts.

"I will."

Whatever.

Thinking too much hurts my head.

I'm not smart enough for that. All I can do is focus on what's right in front of me.

So for now,

I just want to savor this moment as slowly and happily as possible.

We devoured each other's pussies until we both came, then clung tightly together, scissoring our legs between each other's thighs and grinding.

After cumming two or three times like that, we sealed it with a deep, five-minute French kiss before collapsing into exhausted sleep.

Lena's soft, fluffy massive tits were comfier than any pillow.

I buried my face between them and rubbed against them wildly.

Tits are the best.

"Sweet dreams, Lia."

"You too, Lena♥"

Lena gently stroked my hair until I fell asleep.

I didn't have much dating experience in reality, but this must be what it's like with an older girlfriend.

And the next morning.

"Wha—it's gone!"

I woke to Lena's panicked shout.

The sun was already high outside the window.

After all our ordeals lately, the fatigue must've hit hard—I'd slept like a rock.

"Yawn... what's wrong?"

I sat up, yawning and rubbing my half-closed, sleepy eyes.

"Lia... our luggage bag is empty...."

"Well, it'll be easier to carry now."

I chuckled lightly—ahaha—then realized what it meant and went wide-eyed in shock.

"Wait, my money?!"

I'd entrusted it to Lena just in case.

"Gone... but that's not even the worst part...."

"What could be worse than money?! Money is everything in this world! My money!"

"Lia, calm down first. The evidence we need to submit to the Church is gone too. This is serious."

"Uh... well... but my money's more...."

"Anyway! We have to get it back somehow. Did we drop it somewhere...?"

"Dropped? More like stolen, right?"

The bag looked intact, no holes or anything.

Yet everything inside was gone.

Too clean for something dropped.

"But when... Oh... oh!"

Lena seemed to remember something.

"Come to think of it, this morning when I got up to use the bathroom, I felt this weird vibe. Didn't think much then, but now that I recall, the bag wasn't where I'd left it. A bit further to the side or something...."

"So a thief snuck in at night?"

"Maybe. But it's weird. Why didn't I notice?"

"We were sleeping too soundly?"

Speaking for myself, at least.

"No way. I've been training for years to wake up to ambushes in my sleep. And more than that, I set up a detection barrier in this room. Anyone besides us entering should've alerted me right away."

When did you do that?

You jumped me for a kiss the second we got in.

Then fingered my pussy!

Tch, thinking about it is getting me hot again.

"So... not that...?"

"Dunno. But theft is the only explanation. If it vanished on the way here, we'd have noticed."

True.

No way I'd mistake the weight of that stuffed bag.

Even one missing item would've tipped me off.

"Let's talk to the innkeeper first. If someone came in at dawn, he might've seen."

"Right."

But we got nothing.

"We lock up late. Security around here's crap, all kinds of crap happens. That's why we don't take guests who show up too late."

That was the innkeeper's explanation.

"Is Zion's security that bad?"

He looked at my question like what a dumb question, then smirked.

"You must be from out of town, miss. If you don't know what Zion's like. Only two kinds of people here: good ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠poor folk, and criminals. That's why folks like us suffer."

He didn't look all that nice himself, but it made sense.

Basically, only backstabbers thrive here.

Plenty of places like that in my old world, so easy to get.

"...Understood. Thanks for your help."

Lena cut it short before it dragged on.

"No leads...."

"Yeah. But we learned one thing."

"What?"

"The inn staff probably aren't involved. That was my top suspicion. Would've been simpler if it was an inside job. Still questions how they beat the barrier, but the innkeeper's answer convinced me. If he was guilty or connected, he wouldn't narrow suspicion like that."

"Oho...."

Made sense hearing it.

"And if not the innkeeper, the thief's probably fenced the stuff somewhere by now. But not outside the city. Zion's one of the best spots to offload stolen goods."

"Lena... you're like a detective!"

She's this capable, huh.

The Yuta mess had tanked her image in my mind, but it skyrocketed in an instant.

"Eh, that's basically a heretic inquisitor's job."

"You weren't much help lately!"

"Th-That's... I'm sorry too...."

She shrugged, then deflated into a mumble.

"Kidding! Kidding!"

"Anyway! Filing a theft report might turn something up."

"Ooh... using the authorities, got it."

Should be easy with her position.

From what I've seen, heretic inquisitors wield massive influence here.

But even that hit a wall.

"Sorry, we don't help out-of-towners."

After much arguing at the gate, the city guard captain we finally met said it gruffly.

"This is a grave matter. It could escalate across the kingdom."

"That's your claim. You know how many scammers I deal with daily?"

"Scammers? Whatever. Let me see the lord. As a Church agent and heretic inquisitor, I formally request an audience."

Lena said sternly.

But the captain didn't budge. He scoffed dismissively.

"If you're really an inquisitor, you'd know. We don't bow to the Church. Zion's autonomous. Pissed? Go back to the capital, bring a pack of Church ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠dogs. If you're bold enough to bang on the gates again, maybe we'll talk."

Then he chased us off.

"What the hell...! Total asshole."

"Can't be helped. Like he said, Zion's one spot where Church sway is weak. There was a tithe dispute that nearly went to war."

"And who won?"

"Hard to say either won outright. Both lost big, gained nothing. Zion was a top city then, but war wrecked it—still in decline. Church lost some provincial pull too. Other cities voiced similar gripes openly."

Got it.

Like a no.1 brawling a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠no.3, inconclusive draw, so the no.4s and 5s think they got a shot.

No.3 gets cocky, struts like no.1's trash.

Much clearer.

"So now what?"

"No clue. Guess we wander the city, gather info...."

And so, unexpectedly, we ended up staying in Zion.

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