Chapter 112
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 112
Chapter Title: Body Adjustment (6)
To get to Sion's shop, I always had to pass by this adult novelty store. Honestly, I'd never once thought about going inside whenever I saw it.
Even outside the black market, adult shops were in the shopping district, so I'd always wondered why bother coming all the way out here for one.
And it always looked like it wasn't even open...
As soon as I stepped out of Sion's place, the door to the adult shop cracked open just a bit—like whoever was inside had been watching me—and a woman poked her upper body out, beckoning me over.
"Hey, handsome~ I see you around here a lot lately? Big sis'll give you a sweet deal, hehe!"
"Uh..."
Through the slightly ajar door, I caught a glimpse of seductive red lighting, and the woman leaning out didn't look half bad herself.
She was wearing nothing but a glossy black leather corset that left her ample cleavage on full display—way bigger than I'd expected.
Around her neck was a spiked choker, and her face was dotted with more piercings than I could've guessed.
She gave off total SM club madam vibes as she wiggled her fingers at me seductively.
Hmm... maybe I should check it out?
"Alright, then..."
"W-wait, what?!?!"
She panicked and backed away the second I actually started heading toward the shop.
"Y-you're seriously coming in...?!"
"Yeah? After teasing me like that?"
"Th-that was just... my standard sales pitch!"
I flung the door wide open and stepped inside, making her flinch and stumble back further.
Her bottoms were so short—hot pants or panties, hard to tell.
And her smooth, exposed lower body was covered in tattoos for the most part.
Like a damn canvas—
Bzzzzzzzzz—
"Haa... w-wait a sec...!"
She'd clearly never expected me to actually come in; her face twisted in panic as she stammered, and then a noise came from between her legs.
That sounds like a rotor?
"Eek! T-turn it o-off... hngh!!!"
Her other hand—the one not waving at me earlier—was clutching something, and as she mashed at it frantically, the buzzing from her crotch got even louder.
Squish!! Squish!! Squiiiish!!
Bzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!!
"Hyaah!!!"
Thud!!!
Her hips shuddered violently along with the amplified noise, and she collapsed to the floor.
"Whoa..."
The shop was empty except for me... and this trembling, leaking woman I figured was the owner.
Last time I'd checked out an adult shop in the shopping district, it was just basic stuff like dildos, anal beads, and lube.
They were crude compared to my past life—nothing advanced—and the tech level left me wanting, so I'd never gone back.
No motorized toys at all, obviously.
But that thing...
Bzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!!
"Ahh! Hngh!! S-save meee!!!"
The vibrations were ramping up dangerously now.
Even her eyes were rolling back—not looking like something she'd planned.
"Excuse me."
Squelch—!
"Hyaah!!!"
I yanked aside whatever those bottoms-or-panties were and shoved my hand straight into her pussy.
Vrrrrmmmmmmrrrrr!!!
My fingertips felt insane vibrations deep inside.
It was shaking like mad at a speed even I thought was risky—pretty brutal.
Shaped like an egg vibrator, I grabbed it and pulled it right out of her pussy.
Pop!!!
"Heuk!!!!"
Thud!
She went limp like she'd passed out, so I chucked the still-buzzing thing across the room and wiped her juices off my fingers on whatever was handy.
"Guess I'll browse till she comes to..."
I slowly wandered the shop, checking out what they had.
"Th-thank you so much."
"No worries. It looked dangerous, so I helped out. You don't need to thank me..."
"S-sorry...! I was testing a new product and..."
She was indeed the shop owner.
And way softer than she looked.
Just because someone has a tough exterior doesn't mean they're all rough around the edges—she kept avoiding my eyes, mumbling through our chat after coming to.
"I-I'm M-M-M-Mila! Twenty-nine... a v-virgin!!!"
"Ah, got it. I'm Cain."
She even reported her virginity status, then bowed deeply again.
"Ugh... sorry..."
"You seemed super chill earlier, though. Totally different now."
"Ah! Th-that was..."
Mila hemmed and hawed as she spilled her backstory.
She'd worked seven years at a magic engineering workshop under the Magic Tower, but her shy personality made it hard to mingle with folks.
They exported to kingdoms and empires beyond Labyrinth City, so pay was great. Her only hobby? Sketching designs for custom magic tools she'd dreamed up.
Apparently, some faction in the workshop took issue with her quiet diligence and got her fired.
Too timid to fight back, she got booted with a fat savings account and ended up pushed all the way to the black market to set up shop.
"Hold up—the black market's full of shady types. Riskier than most places. Why set up here specifically?"
"W-well...! P-people avoid adult shops anyway, and one in the black market? Even fewer customers?"
"What kinda logic is that?"
"Eek...! Sorry!!! B-but... my Buzzers are popular with female explorers!"
"Buzzers?"
The world's adult toy scene was underdeveloped—tech lagged, few shops even in the district, barely any customers.
She was squatting in a spot there, not expecting real sales, just maintaining.
Black market was worse—torture gear, illegal scrolls, drugs like Sion's, potions... self-pleasure toys? No demand.
In that mess, her workshop-cum-shop specialized in these "Buzzers"—basically motorized rotors.
High-tech, pricey unit cost, but word spread secretly among women, bringing steady lady customers.
"So... you enjoy developing Buzzers, the women who buy them aren't as intimidating, and it covers living expenses. Win-win?"
"Y-yes!"
She'd gotten help from Juri when first settling in here.
This girl was no urban legend, but her name kept popping up... Ah, women stick together? Sion sis too, and she'd managed prostitutes, so maybe took pity.
Juri suggested the tattoos and piercings to look less approachable.
Mila had wavy long black hair, a gloomy expression, kinda yandere-lite vibe.
Once Juri's makeover cut down hassles, she got hooked and piled on the ink and metal till she looked like this.
"When I catch a cold or wanna get frisky... I swing by Sion's for favors."
"Oh?"
"So I figured we were kinda friENDS! Then I saw you going in and out of her shop lately... got curious about you."
"Ah, so you've been peeping from in here every time I pass?"
"Eek! S-sorry!!"
She bowed in apology again.
Opening the door and beckoning? New product test plus long-overdue masturbation sesh with the rotor in.
High on the vibes, spotted me leaving Sion's, lust overrode her brain.
Explains the insane sex appeal I felt at first glance—just pent-up horniness spilling over.
"Hehe..."
"Anyway, loved the story. I'll grab some stuff."
"R-really?!"
"Everything but that Buzzer... hmm, those wrist-and-ankle restraints for the bed... blindfold, earplugs—how good's the performance?"
"E-earplugs!! Made from monster materials..."
Turns out she handmade every adult toy in the shop—not just magic tools.
Her craftsmanship shone through; I mentioned what I wanted, and her eyes lit up as she rambled about production anecdotes.
Total otaku energy... fresh for a menhera type.
"Th-that'll be... 2 silver..."
"Here."
Clink—
"Th-thank you!!"
"If they check out, I'll buy more. Quality looks top-notch even at a glance."
"Y-yes!!!"
"Alright, heading out. Pull yourself together—see ya."
"Eek...! T-take care!!!"
I left her clutching the silver coins I'd paid with in her cleavage, bowing at 90 degrees.
Could've railed her right there while she was out cold, but a girl like that? Mess up, and she yan'dere-dark-sides into oblivion. Gotta play careful.
Chatting confirmed: split tongue, piercing smack in the middle.
Blowjob from that? Sounds filthy hot.
Definitely coming back.