Chapter 22
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 22
Chapter Title: Can't Help It, It's a Bet (Titjob Service) (1) ♡
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The bet with Hilde had finally come to fruition.
It seemed like nothing much at first glance—just washing each other clean.
"I won't lose, Lady Hilde."
"You'd better brace yourself. I'll show you exactly why I'm the vice captain."
We were both burning with fighting spirit.
The tension in the air felt like we were about to clash with real swords.
'I know why Hilde's like this. It's obvious.'
I'd heard it from the squad members.
Her competitive streak was no joke.
'Something like, once she accepts a challenge, she'll do anything to win.'
Of course, that was all thanks to the fifth mod's common sense alteration.
Thanks to it, I'd scored a golden opportunity.
A chance to knead Hilde's body like dough.
"Then I'll wash you first."
"Heh, going on the offensive? Do your worst."
Look at her smirking like that, oblivious to my dark intentions.
I'll turn that face into a vulgar ahegao.
Time to let her taste the caressing skills that turned Blanc into a love juice rag.
I swallowed those trashy ninja lines in my head and thrust out my hand.
"No holding back!"
Grab—knead, knead—
I went straight for her breasts.
Hilde raised an eyebrow, but...
"Hey, I said make it sexy, not..."
"This is washing you, isn't it? You don't expect me to wash without touching, do you?"
"Ugh, fine. Can't be helped—it's a bet."
Eyebrow back to normal.
One word—"bet"—and she was convinced.
Damn, the fifth mod strikes again. I can only worship it.
"Heh heh... Then I'll scrub off some of that grime~."
"You gonna lather up some foam first or what?"
"Gotta peel off the dead skin first!"
"Talk a big game. Whatever, do what you want. It's your loss, not mine."
"It's all gain for me."
With her permission secured, I shaped my hand like tongs.
The skill that turned Blanc into a vulgar, nipple-climax machine—
Nipple Conquest
Specialized technique deployed
"Eek!"
-Squelch.
I started from the edges.
Teased her breasts plenty, circled the pink areolas.
Brushed her nipples lightly, then pinched and rubbed.
My hands danced over Hilde like second nature now.
Until her breathing grew ragged...
Took about 30 minutes, I guess.
"Hah♡ You, why do you keep... going there..."
"Sorry. Your skin's a bit dark—hard to tell if the grime's coming off."
"That's racial discrimination—don't say that in front of others, hee♡"
"Yess~."
She's playing it cool, but I can see right through her.
The reason her soaked tail keeps twitching.
Why her ears flick and her breaths come short.
Her body must be heating up strangely by now.
Victory's mine like this—I couldn't help grinning...
"Hoo... That's enough."
"...Huh?"
"You planning to just wash yourself the whole time? That's not fair."
"No, you can't just spring this without warning."
"30 minutes. I waited plenty."
"......"
She hits me with a backstab like that.
Karma for those trash ninja thoughts earlier—leaf technique right back at me.
"At least let me wash your body!"
"You wouldn't when I told you to, and now you're desperate?"
"Announcing it without warning and calling time isn't fair play!"
"Hng... Fine, 5 more minutes. Happy?"
"That'll do!"
Brushed my teeth quick to secure those 5 minutes.
Moved my arms frantically.
Breasts alone weren't enough.
'Everyone knows beastkin ears and tails are sensitive! Learned that from web novels!'
"I'll wash your hair!!"
Rushed to stroke Hilde's ears and tail.
"Ooh, feels nice~."
"......"
'Sensitive my ass!!'
No effect.
'Fine, pussy and ass it is!'
"Now for the lower parts!"
Reached for her plump mound.
"Hey, why spread it?"
"To wash inside..."
"Even women don't wash that deep, idiot."
"Wouldn't sliding my dick in clean it?"
"That's sex. I said no."
"Tch."
My brilliant cleaning sex plan went up in smoke.
"Then the back..."
"Too bad, time's up. 5 minutes over."
"Nooo!!!"
Ass development plan out the window too.
I let out a scream.
Like a pierrot when the stock crashes.
'How's 35 minutes of caressing yield zero results?!'
Maybe I'm just shit at this.
Blanc was destined to be a pussy juice dispenser anyway—caressing skills are meh.
Sudden wave of self-loathing.
"Aghhh..."
"Hey, don't make that kicked puppy face. Makes me feel like the bad guy."
"Then let me touch more."
"Not hiding your intentions anymore? Still no—bet's a bet."
"Sheesh."
But moping here isn't me.
I cranked my 1.5-point genius brain into overdrive.
Figuring how to angle this into sex...
"My turn then? Heave-ho."
-Grab.
That sensation in my crotch.
Glanced down.
Hilde had my dick in her soapy hands.
"Lady Hilde...? Why there."
"Unlike you, I'm smart. Gotta wash the dirtiest spot first, right?"
"Oh."
Sex angle rolls right to me.
Okay, accepted.
"But Lady Hilde, it's delicate. Scrubbing hard hurts."
"Is it? Looks like a weak spot."
"So, use something soft?"
Pointed blatantly at her chest.
The one I'd caressed for 30 minutes—the heat still lingered.
Hilde grinned.
"You just like lewd stuff, huh?"
"This is just the washing bet, not lewd."
"Fair enough. Alright."
Plop—
Hilde knelt before me.
My mighty cock throbbed in front of her.
"Here goes... Heave-ho."
"Whoa!!"
'Titjob!!'
Soon, my dick slipped between her cleavage.
Overwhelming volume surpassing even Blanc squeezed it tight.
A groan escaped me unbidden.
"Ooh..."
'Totally different from Blanc.'
Blanc's were soft yet firm.
Like water balloons—fun to squeeze.
Hilde's? Pure softness.
Sinking right in when gripped.
The contrast was fresh and stimulating.
"Aw, that good?"
"Yes! Lady Hilde's the best!"
"Good. Get ready to grovel. I'll show you..."
I was about to receive a tit-slapping called a "bet" from Hilde when...
Bang—
"...Huh?! Y-Yi Hyun! This is the women's bath!!"
Silpi, the knight who's twenty-seven this year, burst in.
My heart dropped like a rollercoaster.
"S-Silpi!? This is, uh..."
'We're screwed!!!'
Scrambled for excuses.
Not just a guy in the women's bath—with my dick clamped between tits.
No way this flies. I'd poked the bear...
But,
"Oh? Silpi, aren't you on patrol today?"
"The First Knight Order girl insisted on taking it. More importantly, what're you two... Ah, another bet?"
"Kid challenged me. Bet on who washes cleaner."
"Figures. You wanna beat even the amnesiac kid."
"......"
Common sense alteration is god—invincible.
Fifth mod, GOAT. Worship forever. Bo-men.
"Perfect timing. Silpi, judge our bet. In 30 minutes, tell me whose body's cleaner."
"No thanks. You'll just whine and deny it."
"When have I ever not accepted a loss?"
"No conscience?"
They chatted, ignoring my pig prayer pose.
Hilde kept up the titjob, and Silpi stood naked without a care.
'...Common sense alteration is truly omnipotent.'
A guy in the women's bath, getting a titjob from Hilde, ogling a stern knight naked.
All fine because "bet."
Hey, I'm grateful.
"Silpi, sorry, but can you judge? Loser does aegyo for Hilde."
"If Yi Hyun asks, sure."
"Hey, why the favoritism?"
"Can't treat our cute pure baby the same as crusty Hilde."
"Don't be mean~ Lady Hilde's super kind. When I said it hurt, she even washes my dick with her soft tits!"
"Don't fall for it. She's just desperate to win ugly."
"Don't slander me, bitch."
Splish, splish—Hilde kept slamming her tits down.
Smacking her lips confidently, fervently.
Even with her subordinate watching.
So damn hot.
"Heh~ What aegyo should I make the newbie do?"
"Acting like you've won already is lame. Yi Hyun'll win for sure."
"I'll do my best!"
"Best what? Your turn's over. Spent 30 minutes on nipples."
"Then you do 30 minutes of this too. Fair's fair."
Even Silpi backed me up.
Showing off her tits and bald pussy, egging on the titjob.
Without common sense alteration, she'd be the world's slut.
That's the power.
"She washed my body too. Would be unfair otherwise."
"Scared?"
"Not at all. Was gonna go easy, but perfect."
And Hilde accepted!
A full 30 minutes of tit-rubbing my dick!
The thrill of everyday vs. extraordinary, felt only by me.
A dark-skinned guy with throbbing cock plopped in the women's bath—no one bats an eye.
That depravity stiffened my dick.
Too hot.
'Hilde's nose was sensitive, right? Train her that way.'
"Silpi, while you're at it..."