Chapter 8
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 8
Chapter Title: Noble Nipple Development Trainer (2)
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Blanc couldn't make sense of this situation at all.
'Everyone's right there watching... why on earth would she do something so vulgar...'
Her underwear was still damp.
Even someone as innocent as Blanc knew exactly what that meant.
She'd climaxed spectacularly.
And right in front of her subordinates, no less.
From nothing serious—just a simple handshake.
'No way the new recruit did something weird to me...?'
The suspicion came naturally.
Her mind turned to Yi Hyun, who had lately been touching her hand in oddly lingering ways.
Of course, she never loosed the arrow.
'No way.'
His blessing unleashed sword auras like those of a war god.
He had no other skills to speak of.
In fact, she hadn't sensed any mana use during the handshake.
It wasn't some nefarious spell, at any rate.
If it were, she'd have noticed.
'Making me climax just from touching my hand? Even an aphrodisiac couldn't pull that off.'
One more thing.
What she and Yi Hyun had shared was nothing more than a handshake.
Not even an incubus could induce an orgasm from a handshake.
In the end, the arrow of suspicion turned inward.
'Maybe something's wrong with me?'
And with that, her thoughts wandered.
Come to think of it, she'd been overworking lately.
Shed spent nearly a month burning the midnight oil, trying to mimic the new recruit's sword auras.
Then there was the backlog of paperwork, preparations for the friendly duel with the Imperial 1st Knight Order...
'And lately, even investigating the new recruit's origins and the whereabouts of the Hero...'
Shed been swamped.
So much so that developing some unnoticed ailment wouldnt have been surprising.
That was why shed hurried to the temple.
"Who might you be...? Oh, Lady Blanc."
"It's me, Grandma Marie."
Shed gone to the temple in the capital.
It was where the elderly high priestess—now a woman Blanc had relied on since childhood—served.
"What's troubling you?"
"Well, um..."
Yet even before this trusted soul, she hesitated to speak.
Her ears flushed red once more.
'Climaxing just from holding a man's hand—how do I even explain this...?'
She trusted the old woman before her, of course.
But Blanc was a virgin, certified by the Overhaul Mod - Virginity Purge.
Confessing something like this?
It wasnt easy.
She felt like she might die of embarrassment.
"It's a rather... delicate matter."
"No worries. What happens in the temple stays in the temple—even if the goddess herself asks. It's our precept."
"It's not that... I'm just embarrassed."
"What could make you shy in front of an old bag like me? Have your periods stopped?"
"N-no, that's not it!!"
She couldnt help but jump at the implication of pregnancy.
'Why'd she suddenly bring up the new recruit...'
An image of a certain clumsy young man's face flashed before her eyes.
A knowing smile crept across the old woman's lips.
'That reaction... it's a man problem.'
"My apologies. Anyway, is it about that 'new recruit'?"
She went on.
The man shed brought in a month and a half ago—the one dubbed the new recruit.
Was he tangled up in this?
Had tossing a single man into the all-female Imperial 2nd Knight Order stirred something in her heart?
Blanc's head drooped low.
"Kinda... yes and no. I just wondered if I might be sick or something."
"I'll hear you out."
"You really won't tell anyone else?"
"I swear on the goddess: Marie will never breathe a word of what she hears or sees here."
"Okay, then. I'll tell you."
But even then, it was only for a moment.
She slowly parted her lips.
Gathering courage utterly unlike facing down monsters, she said,
"Whenever I hold hands with this one man... my body starts feeling strange..."
An embarrassed confession.
Her ears beet red, the words fit a perfect virgin to a tee.
The priestess smiled gently.
"I see. Could you describe the symptoms in more detail?"
"When I hold his hand, my heart races, my body heats up, my breathing gets rough. My head goes foggy, like I'm walking on clouds."
"......"
'She's head over heels. Blissfully so.'
To the priestess, the cause was plain as day.
Love.
There was no other reason for reacting that way to a man's hand.
"And, um... it's embarrassing, but today it even..."
"Er, hmm."
'Must be pent up bad.'
Even she was taken aback at the idea of squirting from mere handholding.
Yet she never lost her kindly demeanor.
Guiding a lamb tormented by love was her calling.
"Am I sick? I've been overworking a lot lately."
"Nothing like that. No need to worry."
"Then what could it be...?"
"Love. Or more precisely, you're in heat."
A 100% pure fact bomb.
Delivered bluntly enough for even an innocent knight maiden to grasp.
Handhold wets panties? You're in heat, plain and simple.
It might have sounded rude, but Blanc paid it no mind.
"...Heh?"
Love.
Two letters that had never entered her life.
A word shed assumed had nothing to do with her—suddenly on the table.
How could she spare a thought for rudeness?
Her mind turned to utter chaos.
'Me, for the new recruit?'
She recalled their first meeting.
After that grand battle, pale as a ghost, hed pointed a dagger at her.
But when shed offered a handshake, his face had lit up with pure joy.
Honestly, it was cute.
Especially when hed doubled up, figuring twice was better.
First impressions werent bad.
'I did feel a bit protective toward the poor guy...'
Contrasting that was the horrific scene.
The merchant caravan massacred by goblins, and the new recruit who couldnt even remember them.
Blanc had found it heartbreaking.
Hed surely had family, maybe even loved ones.
Yet hed lost it all and been thrust into fighting monsters.
Shed wanted to protect him.
As a knight—and as the first person to take his hand.
'But then I saw his blessing... and my feelings shifted.'
Her emotions had changed upon witnessing Yi Hyun's sword auras.
A technique that left even her—the empire's top swordswoman—speechless.
Perfectly efficient, breathtakingly beautiful, like something forged by a god.
Shed admired it enough to train obsessively for a month.
And in doing so, shed replayed his movements—and him—countless times.
Before long, Yi Hyun filled her daily thoughts.
'Is that why? When we shook hands again, it felt totally different from the first time.'
The special training had started about two weeks ago.
Sure, it was just an excuse to hold his hand, but shed permitted the handshakes.
No different from that first day, really.
'But my body kept acting weird...'
Yet her flesh had reacted entirely differently.
It rejoiced at his touch.
It moved on its own to let him caress better.
Each time his fingers stroked her hand,
she grew more aroused.
'Until I actually... Hup!?'
Her mind snapped back to reality after the long reverie.
Blanc jolted upright, straightening her posture.
Her hand had unconsciously wandered to her nipple.
"Hehe, that intense? Just thinking about it sends your hand moving?"
"No! I was just trying to touch my finger—my body moved on its own!"
"Of course it did. Just be discreet so others don't notice."
"Uuu..."
Blanc crumpled, mortified.
The priestess watched with a benevolent smile.
'Why on earth did I suddenly go for my breast...'
...Yi Hyun would have been stunned.
This was the common sense breakdown hed so feared.
The 'breast' meant for handshakes had merged with her true erogenous zone.
But he wasnt here.
And furthermore,
[Overhaul Mod - '???' is currently applied.]
The enigmatic mod hed tried to install, only to get possessed instead.
Its influence was far too overwhelming for a mere mortal to escape.
In the end, Blanc accepted the oddity in her own way.
'Do I really like the new recruit that much?'
She loved Yi Hyun.
'Enough that just thinking about him makes my hand drift to embarrassing places?'
In the priestess's words, she loved him like she was in heat.
A emotion born from warped common sense, relentless conditioning, and honest misunderstanding.
'No, impossible! We've only known each other less than two months!'
"I'll head back now!!"
She bolted upright and fled.
Denying it could be true, hands clamped over her scarlet face.
"Come back anytime you need to talk."
'No wonder—with all that physical strain, her libido's bound to be strong.'
To the old woman, it was just youth in bloom.
Meanwhile, Yi Hyun.
He had no clue any of this was happening.
'Heh heh, I'm the breeding uncle! The unparalleled genius trainer driving nobles insane with pleasure!!'
He just grinned ear to ear.
Ah, I tormented Blanc's tits till she squirted!
Is this really virgin work?
My chest swells with pride. My own talent scares me.
Such silly thoughts filled his head.
'Only sex left! Fuck Blanc, power up, win the duel! Fuck Hilde! Power leveling!!'
To him, the future looked endlessly bright.
———Until Blanc summoned him that night.
"Sorry to call so late, new recruit. It was supposed to be a quick errand, but..."
"Captain? No need to apologize... Huh?!?"
Yi Hyun froze rigid.
He refused to believe his eyes.
"Captain, what in the world is..."
"Why so shocked? It's just gloves."
"Nip—no, what are those on your nails?"
"Nothing special. My nails have been bothering me lately, so I put these on."
"Th-that..."
It was the dead of night.
Just the two of them in the office.
'It's not love—my nails are just a little sensitive...!!'
'I'm a nipple dev one-trick pony—how am I supposed to work if she locks the baby bottle lid!!!'
Yi Hyun's plan had hit its final roadblock.
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