Chapter 60
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 60
Chapter Title: Half
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I drifted off to sleep with a pleasant buzz, kneading Sia's breasts, then woke up alongside her. We kicked off the morning by trading a handjob and some fingering.
After breakfast, I returned to our room, cracked open the ledger, and toyed with my pen.
"2 gold 55 silver..."
Even after feeding Sia steak for two days straight—two meals a day—and spending on our trip to Mion's place, I still had a hefty chunk of personal funds left.
"Maybe I should take another month off...?"
Without diving into the Labyrinth, there were no costs for consumables or repairs. Just thirty days of lodging, meals, and Claude's equipment payments. At 33 silver, I could coast through the month.
"I'll keep my hands off the party funds. Pick up some simple personal requests here and there to tide us over."
Lodging and meals were prepaid anyway, so I'd front the cash from my pocket first. Then kill time with personal gigs around the city.
Sia had finally started building her stamina with workouts, but it'd only been a week before the layer reshuffle notice hit. Felt off to plunge back into the Labyrinth right away.
"Training her endurance isn't a bad idea for Sia."
A Strength stat of 3 didn't mean everyone punched the same. Someone who could lift 20kg before becoming an explorer had a different Strength 1 from a guy hoisting 30kg.
Stats weren't absolute values—they layered bonuses onto your natural physique.
That said, the scaling was steep enough that once you hit a certain threshold, higher stats always won out.
It was obvious efficiency would skyrocket if I could whip Sia's stamina into shape. She was huffing like she might drop dead after a single lap around the empty lot behind the inn—smaller than a 300-meter track.
"Plus, if I'm serious about pursuing Sia, a bit more downtime wouldn't hurt."
Take her on dates, snag some city requests to wander around together—she'd love that, right?
She already seemed thrilled we hadn't hit the Labyrinth in nearly a month. Tell her it's another month off? She'd be over the moon.
Clink-
I pulled 30 silver from my coin pouch and snapped the ledger shut.
"While I'm at it, I can check on Camella's pregnancy and Johnson's condition."
The black market probably had info brokers too. Might as well swing by while visiting the beastkin lady.
"Wonder if anyone around here knows about the Empire..."
Maybe hit up the Mage Tower? Nah...
"Better start with the church, just in case."
Knock knock-
"Yes?"
"Cain! Let's exercise!!"
"Hold on a sec."
I swept the silver into my pouch, opened the door, and stepped out to Sia's beaming smile.
"Exercise!"
"Yeah, yeah. Go wait downstairs. I gotta run to Frank first."
"Okay!!"
Maybe because we hadn't overdone it like yesterday, Sia bounded down to the first floor full of pep. I caught Frank heading from serving to the kitchen.
"Uncle."
"Yeah? What's up?"
"Paying next month's lodging and meals in advance."
"Huh? Already?"
"Yeah. Planning to take it easy, skip the Labyrinth till then."
"Oh?"
"Sia's started exercising lately. She's got more drive than I expected, so I figure letting her build some real stamina first makes sense."
"Hm... Smart move."
"Honestly... we've been pushing way too hard."
"True. You guys were never beginner explorer pace. Truth be told, I kept waiting for the news you'd wiped."
"Haha..."
Frank had a point.
After the first two Labyrinth runs and mentoring with Hawk, we'd stormed it weekly.
Our stats and levels shot up fast, fueling the greed to dive deeper. No surprise folks saw us that way.
Separate from Claude's shitty rep, it explained why we matched so well with fill-in parties.
Clink-
"Yeah... right. Here you go."
"Thanks. Uncle, two glasses of water?"
"Hold tight."
I took the cool water from Frank and headed to the lot. Sia was loosening up with the stretches I'd shown her, while Claude trained in the center.
"Hup!"
Slooosh!
Sia flowed through shoulder, upper body, and full-body stretches. Claude stared blankly at her tits jiggling wildly with every move.
"Sia."
"Cain!"
Pat pat pat!!!
She spotted me, halted her stretches, and charged over.
"Warmed up?"
"Yeah! Feels great!!"
"Here, water."
"Thanks!"
"Slow sips."
"Mhm!"
We started walking laps together as Sia savored her drink, face refreshed.
"Whoa... eight laps today."
"Heh... Hoo... I... I'm... doin... good?"
"Damn right."
Swoosh!
"Heehee..."
Modest gains, but her stamina was climbing fast.
Without stats, it'd take ages, but even a 1 gave her that growth bonus.
Today too, soaked in sweat, her massive tits, hips, and pussy mound outlined raw. I stuck close to Sia, blocking Claude's view as we moved.
"Short break, then lunch. Got it?"
"Yeah...! Hehe..."
Not sure if she was embarrassed or just hated showing off to Claude anymore, but she clung to my side. We grabbed ice-cold water from Frank and headed upstairs.
"Need towels today too?"
"Huh?"
As Sia dashed up, shielding herself with her hands after chugging water, I moved to follow. Frank held me back.
"She took a bunch yesterday. What're you two up to every night?"
"Uh... Doing this popular eastern massage. She runs hot, sweats buckets."
"Hm..."
Frank eyed me skeptically.
Everyone knew Claude included that nothing happened despite two years sharing a bed with Sia.
This morning, Claude joked I'd drunkenly stumbled into her room—even that got no rise. They still pegged me as the guy who wouldn't eat if handed to him.
Frank shrugged it off quick and headed to the kitchen.
"Take what you need today. Up to two, no extra charge."
"Ah... Thanks!"
I snagged two from the storage nook under the stairs and slipped into Sia's room.
"Ta-da!"
"Ooh? Towels."
"Uncle said help yourself."
"Eek! B-busted?"
"Nah~ Told him your legs hurt from training, so massage time."
"Phew... Close one..."
Sia stood frozen by the bathroom door, clothes still drenched, eyes sparkling expectant.
"Why stand there unwashed?"
"Hehe... Wanna... shower with youuu..."
"I barely sweated. Don't need one."
"Eh?"
"Eh what? Rinse off."
"B-but... massage? My legs huuurt..."
"Day three's adaptation phase. No need."
"Eek!!"
We'd traded mutual rinses in the shower a few times, and now she wheedled for it naturally.
"Do it!"
"Nope."
"Whyyy!!"
"'Cause you're not wiped out. That's couple stuff. See? Standing fine. Legs steady."
Whoosh-!
"Th-that!!"
Her face flushed crimson, hesitating.
Thud!
"Ow!! Legs hurt so baaad..."
She eased down slow to avoid real pain, faking a collapse. Peeking at me, she scrunched her face dramatically.
"Can't get up, Cain~ Help meee..."
"Haha."
I chuckled at her obvious ploy, stripped slow to my underwear, and approached.
"Arms up."
"Arms up!"
Flop-
Slooosh!!!
Smack!
Her tee came off, tits bouncing ferociously.
She'd bound them like in wuxia tales, but it only curbed side-sway. Up-down jiggles were massive—shirt lifting made them surge up, then slap her torso on the drop.
"Ow!"
"Sorry, untie the wrap?"
"Mhm!"
Slither-
Off came the binder, nipples peeking out tipsy.
"Huh? Already perking?"
"Uh... yeah? Hehe... Feels... good, right?"
"You bet."
Squeeze-
"Haaah!!!"
Squirt!!
I tugged her half-popped nips. A tiny splash echoed from her crotch as she sat.
"Cain... g-gentle!!"
"Yeah. Rest in the shower?"
"Mhm..."
"Hips up."
"Got it..."
I stripped her pants and panties, helped her stand.
"Oh?"
My tented undies, glans slick with pre. Sia spotted it, steadied by me, then darted a hand over.
Stroke stroke-
"C-Cain needs relief too..?"
"Yeah yeah, in we go."
"Okay!"
[Sia]
[Cain]- 50%
[Claude]- 50%
Half after ten years... Kinda proud. Bittersweet nostalgia.
I forced her fidgeting fingers from my glans, spun her into my arms, ground my dick on her ass, and shuffled us into the shower.
Mutual relief with Sia three times a day? Yeah, that's becoming our new normal.