Is It Because of Me?

"Now that I think about it, we haven't even seen a slime."

"You're right. When we heard the explanation, I thought they said there were only slimes......"

Well, ever since we entered the Dungeon, there have only been strange traps.

The slimes mentioned in the Dungeon description didn't even show a speck of themselves.

'Well, if they don't show up, that's good for us......'

If possible, it would be good if they just didn't show up at all.

Even so, slimes don't possess enough lethality to kill a person.

That's why we're simply spraying repellent and sleeping.

In other words, even if we were attacked by slimes in the middle of the night, it would just be annoying to get up and repel them again; our lives wouldn't be in danger.

"It's been so long since an adventure without a Night Watch."

"But Lunia-ssi, if we don't stand Night Watch, what kind of danger...... *eubeubeub*."

"I know, I know, I was just saying."

I covered Mari's mouth with my hand and said.

Then, I gently hugged Mari from behind,

"Since there's no Night Watch, shall we cuddle up tight and sleep?"

"Eek...., don't tease me~."

Mari and I were teasing each other, no. Only I was unilaterally teasing Mari as we entered the tent.

*Rustle, rustle.*

'Ugh.... what's that sound......'

A sound disturbing my deep slumber.

The sound of clothes and fabric rubbing and rustling woke me up.

However, since I was still sleepy, I closed my thoughts without bothering to open my eyes.

Thanks to that, I thought I'd fall asleep quickly, but......

-*Sleek*..., *jiiik*.

I ended up opening my eyes at the sound of someone finally leaving the tent.

Who could it be?

Could Mari have held it in until the end and is only now going to relieve herself?

I squinted my half-closed eyes hard and turned my head to the right, but,

"Kooooo......"

Mari was deeply asleep, completely oblivious.

If so, it's not Mari......

Thinking that, I lifted my head towards the opposite side, and sure enough, Reed wasn't in the spot where he should have been lying.

What, did he go to the bathroom?

With the thought, 'He'll be back soon,' I tried to go back to sleep.

I definitely tried to sleep, but......

-*Haaah*......, ....*keueut*...!

A panting sound coming from very far away.

The sound was so faint that at first, I thought I'd misheard it, but,

-......Lu, ..........nia.....!

My name was mixed in with the voice I heard from within.

At that sound, my sleep vanished in an instant.

It felt as if someone had poured cold water on my face.

"W-what in the world...... are they doing, that my name......"

To be honest, I instinctively knew what kind of situation it was.

However, my mind refused to accept it.

It was as if the excuse, 'Surely it can't be real,' kept interfering with my perception.

Why was my name mixed in the middle of it?

Could it be a situation that required magic?

Perhaps he went to the bathroom and encountered a monster?

Such a ridiculous excuse.

But I was too curious.

It felt like I could only understand it if I saw it for myself.

So, I left the tent.

And I walked towards the direction from which the voice, faint but distinct, was coming.

*Thump, thump.*

The sound of my footsteps pierced my ears.

Too loud.

If I walked like this, I would surely be discovered.

So,

*Creep, creep.*

I muffled my footsteps.

Only now did I feel a little relieved.

..........

Relieved? Why?

Why was I relieved?

I don't know. I can't figure it out.

*Thump, thump.*

My heart was pounding fiercely.

I didn't even know why my heart was thumping so loudly.

*Creep, creep.*

I walked again. With muffled footsteps.

-*Haaah, heuk!*

The sound began to reach my ears more clearly.

A man's voice.

No, 'Reed's' moans.

It was truly right in front of me now.

There was no hesitation.

As I turned the corner of the cave, I saw Reed facing the wall.

Specifically, it was 'Reed masturbating'.

All the flowery excuses I had concocted in my head vanished in an instant.

And at the same time,

-*Clack clack clack clack clack!*

"Lunia, Lunia!"

There was Reed, masturbating while calling 'my name'.

Reed, unaware that I had come, was stroking his penis with his hand.

As I stared intently at the sight, my lower abdomen ached.

Was I nervous? No, it wasn't that kind of pain.

It wasn't the pain felt in the lower abdomen, where organs like the large and small intestines are located,

but a little further forward. And a little higher up.

An organ that, no matter how much a woman loses weight, is bound to protrude slightly.

The sensation came from that area.

Is it menstrual cramps?

No, that couldn't be it.

Rather, that pain was, paradoxically, a pain I wanted to feel more.

"Lunia! Lunia!"

Reed, calling my name endlessly.

No, Reed, masturbating while calling my name.

I could have just pretended not to see and gone back,

but I don't know why I did what I did.

It was as if I were drunk.

My chest felt strangely ticklish, and an unknown courage emerged.

I just, don't know.

Perhaps it was too impulsive.

"Why are you calling me like that......?"

-*Gasp!*

"Haaah!? Uh, uh-oh?"

Reed stopped his passionately moving hand and, startled, looked back.

And upon seeing me, he hastily began to hide his dick.

But the men in this world were all uniformly large.

It definitely seemed to be because of the Mod.

Therefore, even if he tried to cover it with both hands, it was too big to hide.

Just like I couldn't completely cover my breasts with both hands.

I approached him.

"W-wait! Don't come over here......!"

It was formidable.

Even without looking closely, I could glimpse how hard it was.

Reed's penis, swollen as if it would burst, showed how excited he was, and it looked quite painful.

And my gaze was naturally drawn to the dark red veins protruding here and there.

It was so much larger than mine before my transmigration that my pride as a male was slightly diminished, but.

"Lu, Lunia, so this is, so..., uhh......"

Reed hastily began to make excuses.

I waited for a moment, intending to hear what kind of excuse he would make,

"Oh, pee! Yes, I just came out because I had to pee. Haha."

But the excuse he offered as an apology was utterly absurd.

"Pfft..."

"Lu, Lunia?"

I let out a laugh at his pathetic ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠excuse.

"That's a lie."

"....Ugh."

I approached Reed, who was still flaunting his dick.

Then, Reed's gaze began to fixate somewhere.

The place where his gaze was directed was too obvious.

My ample breasts, too large to be contained by the leather top.

Even though I wore a bra, it only served to gather them properly, drawing the gaze of males to my alluring breasts.

"Eugh......"

This time, the moan escaped from my side.

No matter how often I felt it normally, I still couldn't get used to such blatant, lustful gazes.

But it wasn't entirely unpleasant.

Didn't they say humans are creatures of adaptation?

My body had, to some extent, adapted to the gazes I always felt, whether walking the streets of Riverrun, entering a restaurant, or going into an inn.

Surely, the gazes that had been utterly disgusting and repulsive right after my transmigration had, at some point, begun to feel natural. It probably wasn't a delusion.

His breathing became ragged.

Not mine, but Reed's.

His gaze was now fixed on my breasts, and his dick, which had briefly lowered in surprise, now pointed towards the sky.

Thanks to that, I was the one who became awkward.

I had certainly spoken to him impulsively, but,

because it was so impulsive, I actually hadn't intended for this to happen.

I had no intention of receiving his lust entirely, nor of doing anything lewd.

But when I actually thought about it,

the act of stopping him even though I knew he ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠was masturbating,

the act of refuting his pathetic excuse about relieving himself instead of agreeing,

wouldn't anyone interpret it as meaning I was willing to do such things?

Wouldn't anyone interpret it ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠as an action showing interest in such things?

No, not at all.

This was absolutely not why I stopped him.

My heart had already begun to lean towards the idea that I had to do something.

I am not gay.

I wasn't homosexual; I was a pure heterosexual.

Before my transmigration, whenever I encountered BL content, I'd think, 'Ah, fuck,' and feel like shit,

whereas I liked women so much that I'd get turned on by GL content.

So, this isn't something I'm doing because I like it.

It's just, my heart keeps interfering with my mind, and I'm doing it because I've handed over control of my body to where my heart leads.

"T-this, is it.... because of me?"

".....What?"

He hung his head low in shame.

"Y-you... called my name when you were masturbating......"