Chapter 62
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: Reorganization (2)
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Two weeks had passed since that day, and my daily routine had gotten a bit busier.
To avoid Claude getting suspicious if Sia and I went to bed together every night, I'd spar intensely with him for about an hour in the mornings, then help Sia with her workouts afterward.
Once we finished exercising, Claude would head up to his room to wash before lunch, so in that window, Sia and I would wash each other in her room. I'd give her a handjob and she'd blow me for around two hours of playful fun.
Then I'd tuck the exhausted Sia into bed and head off to meet Camella or the beastkin big sis from the black market to kill time.
Camella, when she had no customers, would spend the afternoon greedily milking my cum from me while whispering sweet nothings of love. The beastkin big sis was fun to tease, so I visited her often.
In the evenings, two days a week, I'd alternate between seeing Tanya and Mion. I'd tell Tanya I was just dropping by for fun, while soaking Roy in aphrodisiacs until he couldn't tell reality from fantasy. All the while, I'd fuck Tanya hard.
With Mion, it was light dates as we slowly built some chemistry.
Anyone hearing this might think I'd spent those two weeks just screwing around without investigating the empire at all. But the day after meeting Priest Julius, I stopped by the beastkin big sis's shop and stumbled on an unexpected clue.
[Sion Gresha]
[Bear Pipe] - 92%
[Cain] - 8%
"Hmph... What're you staring at, punk?"
"Nothing."
"Huuuuh... Lame-ass."
Does this big sis love her bear pipe so much she's basically a sex addict for it? She never lets it out of her hand, constantly puffing away on it, so yeah, probably...
No way beastkin blood mixed into imperial nobility. More likely, she's got a beastification fetish.
Mion's been in this city for four years, and neither mentions the other. You'd think she'd tell people she came to the city looking for her sister, but even I haven't heard a peep. Maybe her sister did something shady she can't be proud of, or Mion ran off on her own against her family's wishes to find her.
And this loli big sis scraping by on alchemy in a rough place like Harlem? Both sisters clearly have their stories.
That said, blurting out, "Hey sis, you from the empire?" felt risky after Priest Julius's reaction two weeks ago. No telling how many years she's survived in this city's underbelly; poke wrong, and I might not be welcome back at the shop. So for now, I'm holding my tongue.
"By the way, don't you ever go exploring?"
"Huuuuh!!... Why?"
"If you're gonna, let's go together... Ow! Why'd you hit me!!"
"Why hit you? 'Cause you're talking like a punk, you little shit."
"Why so touchy...? Just say no... Though with that tiny body..."
Thwack!!!
"Gyaah!!!"
"Told you not to call me kid-like? Hoo..."
"I never said that!!!"
Smack!!!
"Fuc...!"
"Hmph...! What was that?"
"Nothing...!!!"
Yeah, we bicker like this, and somehow her Hitomi score with me went up. Wild.
Status perks make her knuckle-raps barely hurt, so I ham it up. But now she seems to enjoy walloping me, grinning slyly. It's cute.
I'd drop by the shop, not even flirting sexually—just chatting, lounging around—and her score climbs anyway.
Since our first real meetup, no dick out, just light dirty jokes. She'd sneak peeks at my crotch; her reactions crack me up.
Sisters both virgins or something?
Sis is tsundere prickly, little sis is total nerd vibe. Different flavors.
"Hey."
"Cain."
"Hey."
"Cain."
"Heeey!"
"..."
Whistle!
Grab!!!
"Eeeek!!! Let go!!!"
"Gonna knock a hole in your skull. Call me by name! I've told you a million times—Cain! Not 'hey,' 'you,' 'punk,' 'this shit,' 'that shit'! Happy now?!"
I grabbed her wrist as she swung the bear pipe at my head again. Her pissed-off face was right there.
Pissed-off on a cute blonde cat beastkin? More adorable pout than scary.
"Huuuuh!!!"
Kiiiiing!!
She took a deep drag from the pipe, face serious, raising her free hand's index finger to my gut.
Her eyes glowed bright, golden irises flaring.
Her finger shimmered silver as it touched my solar plexus. I yelled in panic.
"W-Wait a sec!!!"
Piercing Magic Missile
Piercing magical projectile | High penetration
Splat!!!
"Gaaaaah!!!"
Crash!!!
I was standing by her alchemy workbench when one Magic Missile sent me flying across the shop floor.
This one hurt like hell, damn it!
"C-Cough... You... crazy cat!!!"
"Heehee... Cough!! Achoo!!! Aaaachoo!!! Hnngh!! Snnniff!!!"
She smirked wickedly as I rolled on the floor yelling, then puffed deep on her pipe again.
Spring!
"Get over here!!!"
Patpatpat!!!!
"What're you on about, idiot~?"
I jumped up to grab her, but Sion zipped into a narrow corner of the shop, sticking her tongue out at me.
"Bleeeh..."
"Haa... Fine. So, what'd you wanna talk about?"
"Snniff... Huh? Oh... Hey, what floor you on right now?"
"Layer 2."
"Pathetic."
"..."
"Oof, hurt? I'm on 2 too."
"Been in the city two years. Layer 2 in two years is fast."
"I cleared it in one."
"Calling slower than you 'pathetic'—that's some kid mindset..."
"Hey."
This time, I dodged her swinging pipe good while retreating.
"Cast magic again, and I won't come back for days."
Flinch!
"Plus, you sneeze more after. Why keep using spells like that?"
"Hmph!"
Finally, I let her pouty self catch me, took a couple raps to the head, and we got back to talking once she cooled off.
"So why ask? You said no to exploring together."
"Never said I wouldn't."
"Huh?"
"Snnniff...! You said let's go together, I just asked why. Never said no, right?"
Her smug, teasing grin as she puffed away—I lunged.
"Hoo... Wh-Why... stay back!!"
Grab!!!
"Kyaaah!!!"
"You're dead, cat!!!"
"W-Wait... Hey!!!"
Fuming, I tackled her down and tickled her armpits and sides mercilessly. She couldn't handle it—even dropped her pipe and started sneezing like crazy.
"Hiii...!! Achoo!! Hnnngchoo!!"
"Thought I'd say 'your sneezes are cute'?! Die!!"
"H-Haa...!! S-Stop...!!! Achoo!!!"
She only sneezed when her breath hitched or she fumbled the pipe—no pain, just annoyance. I kept going till she surrendered.
"S-Su... Surrender...!!! Achoo!!"
"Huh? What? Can't hear you~?"
"Su... Sur... Hnnnngachoo!!"
Her spit flew onto my face with each sneeze—surprisingly sweet-tasting... Wait, what am I thinking? Anyway, I stopped tickling the surrendering girl and scooped her up.
Still coughing sporadically like a doll in my arms, I picked up her pipe and popped it in her mouth.
"There, you surrendered, so I'll help. Deep puff."
"Snnnnniiiifff!! Hooo..."
Tears in her eyes, face flushed red, suckling the pipe end like a pacifier—something oddly erotic about it.
"Good girl..."
Her loli frame had surprisingly wide hips—could probably fit... Ahem.
Not sure if mad or what, her tail twitched wildly, ass bumping my crotch nonstop. That tail had my dick stirring.
Damn... Now I get how Claude broke 50% Hitomi with her in one day.
Sion jolted as my thickening meat pressed heavy between her legs.
"You perv, stop treating me like a ki... Hiiiik!!!"
Not fully hard, but half-erect—her scream gauging its girth.
"Y-You're nuts? P-Pedo?!"
"Huh? You admitting you look like a kid?"
"Snniff...! You little shit?!"
"Guys get half-hard sometimes if they don't drain it. No way you didn't know that?"
"H-Half? Th-That's... full size...? N-No, hoo... Think I'd not know? Snniff!!! J-Just spaced out!! Been ages since a guy's been around..."
Like Mion, ears bright red, her eyes flashed "Really?!" for a sec.
Then she schooled her face, acting all "Of course I knew." I kept holding her close.
My dick swelled more, sniffing her sweet scalp scent as I hugged her. No freakout—instead, she nestled quietly, suckling her pipe wordlessly for a good while.