Chapter 256: The Value of a Leather Dildo Usage Ticket
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 256: The Value of a Leather Dildo Usage Ticket
After I broke the cruel reality to the youngest, my appetite came roaring back and energy began to surge through me.
Since this was my second playthrough, I could sense the subtle influence of the nobility whenever something important happened—like my sisters renting out entire restaurants or buying me gifts. However, it might have been difficult for the youngest to notice such things.
In the dramas she was currently obsessed with, they often showed people wasting money in ways so pointless it would make even Ophelia or Garnet recoil in horror!
"I miss Iris Unnie."
"Are you two close?"
"We're sisters, of course we're close!" Grasha replied, her expression turning serious.
"You probably don't even remember playing with Iris Noona when you were a tiny tot..."
"What are you talking about? I talk to Iris Unnie all the time, you know? Unlike you, I don't just wander around everywhere, so I go visit her often! I even spent the last break with her!"
Come to think of it, there were times during the school breaks when the brat was nowhere to be found; it seemed she had been hanging out with Iris. Studying at the Magic Tower and staying at the academy where Iris was... it was quite admirable how she tried to stay as busy as her brother, despite being such a pipsqueak.
"Why are you stroking my head...?"
"Because you're cute."
"Ugh."
The youngest grumbled, but since she didn't put up much of a fight, I stroked her head a few more times. Even with the 'sibling penalty' clouding my judgment, she took after our mother's looks so much that she’d likely grow up to be an incredible beauty. It was best to dote on her as much as possible while she was still at a 'cute' age.
"Oppa...?"
"Hey, let's go over there. That place looks fancy; they probably sell lots of tasty stuff."
"You can... stroke my head a little more. Just for today... okay?"
Since I was buying her food, Gracia was being unusually friendly today. Even now, she tried to act like my equal, but I knew that once she grew up, she might treat me like a punching bag and try to 'educate' me with the philosophy that 'a man needs to be beaten three times a day.' I had to build up enough affection points now.
"You adorable little thing! Your brother is going to dote on you so much!"
"Ack! Hey! Don't mess up my hair like that! You're ruining the style!"
I showered her with affection, rubbing my face against her flushed cheeks.
***
The youngest didn't eat much, so the meal ended after ordering a simple course for each of us and adding two extra steaks. For the record, I ate both of those steaks myself.
Because I was losing so much protein 'down there' in the form of white turbid liquid, I had no choice; my body had become a sad vessel that required five meals a day. On days when I was using my hips all day long, I had to eat seven meals just to keep up with the calorie burn—it was a body with terrible fuel efficiency.
The problem was that ever since the Commie Dragon made me learn Sexual Arts, my ejaculation volume had become absurdly high, leading to an excessive loss of nutrients.
Of course, the pleasure I felt during those long, drawn-out releases was incredible, but keeping up with seven meals a day was exhausting. As a result, I’d developed a habit of snacking on whatever was around whenever I was bored.
"Whoa... Mom is still gambling? Is it really that fun?"
"Grasha, Mom is a bit busy right now... let's talk later. Raise."
The youngest, bewildered, hugged Mom's side and pressed her cheek against those massive tits. But in the face of a 'Son's All-Access Pass,' Ame Cal Degrain was a Sow first and a mother second; she wouldn't be swayed even by her daughter's charms.
"Is that really fun for everyone...? The stakes are just pocket change, there's a bunch of weird grass, and they're being so serious over toy stickers."
Our Grasha spoke so lightly because she didn't realize that the items on that table were worth enough to have her brother sold off as a sex slave for several days.
For the record, the 'grass' and 'weird stones' were all high-grade elixirs. Despite the ridiculous appearance of the gambling den, the value of the assets on the table was enough to equal a hundred years of our mother's salary.
"...Where did you brats go?"
From the upper floor, Camel began to descend slowly with a wet towel draped around her neck. She must have taken another nap after washing up, as she yawned deeply and stumbled down the stairs.
Her thighs were still trembling occasionally, as the afterglow of her first experience hadn't fully faded, but in this place filled with mages—excluding Mom—it would be hard for anyone to notice such a detail.
"Aunt Camel!"
"Ugh... don't cling to me. Auntie is tired today..."
Gracia ran over and hugged Camel. I locked eyes with Camel Sirian as she lightly patted the back of Grasha, who was rubbing her face against Camel's stomach.
Those purple eyes glared at me for a moment before she quickly remembered her place and looked down. I had remodeled her into an Onahole, but her innate nature—rude, selfish, and lacking respect for males—seemed like it would require a very long period of training to break.
"Mom won't even eat; she's just been playing games there the whole time!"
"I should go scold her. What are those two doing, leaving the kids alone?"
Camel headed toward the gambling table. After whispering a few words, she, too, failed to leave the game.
Gracia stood there blankly, looking at Camel with a betrayed expression.
"Grasha, want to go watch a movie? They say they get Empire Broadcasting here!"
"...Okay."
The youngest took my hand and trudged along behind me.
***
"Kid... give me some too."
"Huh?"
About enough time for a light meal had passed. I was sitting with Gracia on my lap watching a movie when Camel approached and demanded something from me.
"I said give me some! So I can join in...! It's not fair that I'm the only one left out!"
Gracia blinked at Camel, seemingly unable to understand the situation.
"Wait, give you what?"
"The... the... Usage... no... the... stickers! Yeah, stickers!"
It seemed she wanted a 'Jeong Yong-hwan 2-Hour Usage Ticket.' To watch the gambling and then demand stakes from me so she could join in—she really was a piece of work.
I still had some stickers left that were used to grade Mom's sticky meat pile, so I tossed them to Camel. She gave a twisted smile and sat down next to us.
"???"
"Grasha, what are you watching?"
"A movie. The Empire makes a lot of interesting stuff."
Camel, who was supposed to go gamble, instead pulled Gracia—who was leaning on me—into her own arms and hugged her tight.
"Ugh... Auntie, your chest is so big I feel like my back is twisting. Stop it."
"Auntie will just lean back on the sofa, okay~?"
"No~!"
Our mother also had massive breasts, but Camel's tits were even larger. Leaning against them forced Gracia into a position that practically invited a herniated disc, so she escaped Camel's embrace and sat back on my lap.
Perhaps she liked the warmth of my arms, because she pulled them around her as if hugging herself. I glared at Camel while holding Grasha.
"What? What is it?"
"Weren't you going to go gamble with those?"
"Who knows what those women might pull? These tickets are still valid, right...? Then it's better to just keep them safe. Just having this much is... ahem!"
Considering Camel had half-fainted while spraying love juices like a water gun for less than thirty minutes, if she used those two rows of stickers sparingly, they could probably last her more than a quarter of a year.
In the first living room, everyone else was skipping meals and doing their absolute best to extend their 'Leather Dildo Usage' by even thirty minutes. Seeing Camel act like this, I couldn't tell if she was highly intelligent or just incredibly sly.
The movie was quite watchable, but the youngest eventually began to doze off, whether from fatigue or boredom. Camel glanced over at me and cautiously took my hand.
"???"
Camel acted as if nothing was happening, yet she continued to hold my hand. It looked like she wanted to feel something akin to romantic affection, so I tried to shake her off...?
"...?"
I couldn't shake her off. Even though it looked like she was holding it lightly, I couldn't break free with strength alone. I was certain I could win if I shoved my dick into her, but because my damn sister was asleep on top of me, I couldn't escape Camel's advances.
"...?"
Camel began to lean in. It was just a slight tilt of her upper body, but with the added volume of those heavy breasts, my waist was forced to tilt more than 60 degrees in the opposite direction.
"JACKPOT!!!!"
In the end, Tiria emerged victorious in the battle where the Jeong Yong-hwan Usage Tickets were at stake.
"Kids, Auntie got a ton of elixirs! This one's for Yong-hwan, this one's mine, and this one's for our Grasha!"
At the sight of Tiria appearing with her arms full of elixirs, Camel leaned back against the sofa and closed her eyes, putting distance between us as if nothing had happened.
"Mmm... Auntie, you're loud..."
"Now, now, Grasha, my little cutie. Auntie won some very good elixirs for mages... Get ready, I'll help you digest them right away!"
Tiria woke the eye-rubbing Gracia and began laying out various grasses and strange items on the table in front of us.
"Can't we do it tomorrow?"
"No, these are better if you take them while you're young, so you have to eat them right now!"
Despite the youngest's whining, Tiria was relentless, summoning water in mid-air to wash Gracia's face.
"Did you win all of these, Tiria Noona?"
"Yep. I sold all the 'Kid Usage Tickets' to get these elixirs."
"???"
To confirm if I had understood correctly, I went to the gambling area.
There I saw Mom, slumped over the table and motionless as if she’d been completely cleaned out, while Cassia and Alicia were grinning ear to ear, holding a mountain of my usage tickets (stickers).
"...!"
I could easily deduce the conclusion: that crazy prosecutor angel sister of mine, without even caring that I was being violated as a sex slave, had won all the 'Leather Dildo Usage Tickets' through gambling and then traded them for elixirs.