Chapter 167
Chapter 167
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 167
Chapter Title: The Wild Boar's Outing (2)
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After repeating that utterly idiotic nonsense of stopping, driving a bit, then stopping again about four more times, the nearest—and largest—city around here suddenly came into view.
"Th-The ci-tyyy…!!"
"Really?!"
Unlike me, who was half-dead by now,
right as my words trailed off, Urga sis—her hands covering her eyes like kids peeking to see if Santa had stuffed gifts into their stockings last night—suddenly whipped them away with a smack!
"Whoa!!"
She squinted at the blinding sunlight for a moment, then let out a short, hearty exclamation as her eyes widened to the size of saucers.
"What's that?! Those things! That castle where the princess who hung around with that bitch lived was smaller than those! Sure, the buildings are a bit slimmer…!!"
"Those are apartments where people live… ugh…"
"People live in those?! You think I'm some clueless idiot who doesn't know anything and won't notice if you lie to me…?!"
Then, like someone visiting an amusement park for the first time, she started smushing her cheeks against the window to gawk at the scenery outside.
"It's real… People from the bottom floor all the way to the top!"
"You can see that?"
No matter how hard I squinted, I couldn't make it out, but sure enough, Urga sis was scanning every apartment building up and down, muttering about which floors had people and which didn't.
Even after I'd clearly explained how to open the window, she acted like she'd forgotten completely, keeping her face plastered to the glass while bouncing her butt up and down in place.
Thank goodness the car was tinted; if any passersby had seen her like that, her fierce face would've scared the hell out of them.
"So! Where's the market?! With all those people living in such tall places, the market must be huge, right?!"
"Uh… It's not a market day today—no five-day bazaar or anything like the big one you're imagining."
"What…?"
Sulky…
If this were a comic, that word would probably be floating above Urga sis's head right now.
Seeing her visibly deflate at the news that there was no five-day market, I pointed to a supermarket in the corner of my vision and said,
"But there's another kind of market. Way bigger than that general store earlier? It's basically a market itself. A place that sells food ingredients, you could say."
"That thing?! That giant building? Not some… warehouse for storing wheat and stuff, but an actual shop?! And everything inside is food?!"
For a barbarian princess who'd been raiding for survival just a few years ago—and suffering food shortages not long before that—a supermarket stuffed full of food must look like a treasure trove.
Let's go quick! I wanna go there!
She didn't say it out loud, but her eyes screamed it so loud words weren't needed.
This was on a whole other level from her reactions to the bus, other cars, the convenience store, or even the apartments she'd been craning her neck up and down to stare at just moments ago!
But we didn't have business there right now.
"Wha—where?!"
"…"
She'd been all gung-ho about heading straight there, but when I blew right past it instead,
those sharp eyes of hers suddenly glared at me like I'd pulled some nasty prank.
I nearly burst out laughing at the sight of her dark irises wobbling back and forth in helpless fury, but I swallowed it down and said,
"This is punishment for throwing a tantrum in the bathroom this morning."
"Wh-what?!"
You're seriously holding that against me!?
Of course, the second she yelled that at me, she clapped a hand over her mouth with a gasp—but by then, the car had already zoomed far past the supermarket.
"Aaaah…"
"I told you not to do it this morning, but you were like… what was it? 'I won't let go until you cum three times'…?"
"That was—cough… You asked me to help you bathe! I was just doing my part, and now you're making a big deal out of it?!"
Urga sis, who had been pitifully stretching her hand toward the supermarket from the back seat, slumped back into the passenger seat with a huff once it vanished completely from the rearview mirror.
"This is so unfair! Be honest—if this Urga herself had rubbed your cock with her feet, you should've been grateful! Yours was shaking all over because you loved it!"
"Half of that was from fear!"
"Hmph… Your cock stood so proud, but now you're making excuses…!"
Of course, even as she grumbled, she was subtly avoiding my eyes—proof she knew she'd gone a bit overboard this morning.
But if she didn't apologize here, it'd basically greenlight 'footjobs only with my permission!' from now on, so she was playing sulky on purpose.
Not that there wasn't a little genuine hurt over missing the supermarket.
A bear on the outside, but hiding a fox within.
But I'd seen this coming a mile away.
"You that mad about passing the supermarket?"
"I'm not mad!"
Urga sis kept snorting and refusing to meet my eyes,
but I ignored her, expertly navigating the city streets until I pulled into the parking lot of a certain building and cut the engine.
"Eek…?"
The car, which had been roaring along merrily until then, suddenly sputtered to a halt like a sick chicken,
and Urga sis jolted in surprise before pretending nothing happened.
"Not getting out?"
"I got no business here! You go enjoy yourself!"
She'd started out just faking a sulk, but stewing over the supermarket had made it real.
The classic case of getting eaten by your own concept, I guess?
Not sure if that phrase fits when fake-sulking turns genuine, though.
"Hmm… That's a problem."
Bam!
The moment I shut the driver's door, she looked flustered—like she hadn't expected me to actually leave her behind.
But that didn't last; soon she buried herself in the seatback and started grumbling again.
"Hmph, you think you're hot stuff just 'cause you're handsome? And your cock's impressive too, so you're trying to tame this Urga into your sow—cough… sow? Dream on!"
Seizing the moment while she puffed out her chest with renewed resolve to conquer me,
I flung open the passenger door.
"This Urga will crush you flat if she wants—not get crushed her—eek?!"
"What're you doing? Get out."
"…You heard that?"
Part of me wanted to say yes, but afraid she'd pin me right then and there, I frantically shook my head side to side.
"Get out. I have business here."
"Huh? I told you, I don't! If there's something to see, go see it your—gah?!"
Before she could finish, I pried her arms from their cross and grabbed her hand—her eyes widened in shock as a flicker of panic crossed her face.
"Wh…?"
"I'll hold your hand, so come on out."
Not missing a beat, I tugged her forward; she nodded stiffly and stepped out onto the concrete pavement, which felt as lifeless as ever.
Thud!
Worried she'd bolt back inside, I yanked her into my arms (though with our height difference, if she just reached out, I'd end up the one clinging to her instead), locked the door with a beep, and she flinched at the sound.
"Huh? Wh-what? What's going on?!"
"Let's go."
"G-go where?! Wait! I said I got no business here!"
Even in her panic, her booming voice drew the eyes of passersby one by one.
"We came to buy you clothes. What's the point if you're not here? Come on."
"Clothes? You came to buy clothes for me?!"
"You just figuring that out?"
How dedicated to the sulk was she to miss the clothing store right in front of her nose?
"It's real… Why didn't I notice sooner?"
Truth be told, I'd planned to hit this place first when I brought her out today.
Her old leather outfit from before was ruined when she tore it off in a rage during sex with me.
She was wearing jeans and a T-shirt grabbed haphazardly from my closet right now,
but at a glance—obvious with her taller frame—they were too small.
The pants were baggy at the legs like some kid at school who'd outgrown their uniform, and the top rode up from her massive chest, exposing her navel.
Everything clung tight from top to bottom,
and her chest was so strained that if her nipples hardened even a little, it felt like the fabric might rip right through.
"Eleonora might go naked no problem, but you're not her. Plus, wearing some sloppy guy's hand-me-downs kills that pretty face of yours."
"Wh-what?!"
[That slimy viper bastard...!] Quiet, you!
I'd originally planned to drag her in here and go, "Peekaboo, gotcha! We'll hit a bunch of spots like this, then go shopping,"
but who'd have thought a hardened warrior from the frozen wilds would throw a real tantrum over missing a supermarket?
So, strategy pivot: straight to the Normandy meta.
[Normandy meta?] Fancy name, but it just means 'give 'em what they want.'
[But if you yield here...] Yeah, I was aiming to get footjob privileges from Urga sis here, but it's a touchy subject she's hyper-aware of.
Pushing harder risked hurting feelings on both sides.
So I took a step back—but with guaranteed returns, buying her favor like this worked out.
Besides, the day's barely started.
"Heh heh… I'm pretty, huh… Cocky little…! You think hearing that makes this Urga happy? Not just dainty-faced, but cute too—makes me wanna fuck you more right here, heh heh…!"
Before her cackling drew more stares, I hustled her into the clothing store.
"W-Welcome…?"
The shop had just opened, and the clerk flinched at the bizarre combo of their first customers: some random guy and a taller, fierce-looking woman with tanned skin.
"Just browsing clothes."
"Ah, y-yes! L-Looking for anything specific…?"
The clerk was trembling like a mouse before a cat, cowed not just by her sharp gaze but the long scar snaking across one cheek.
She might've been annoyed under normal circumstances, but getting scared looks wasn't new for her anyway,
"Whoa, so many clothes… Flowy ones, and those over there…"
and besides, Urga sis was too engrossed in the store's wares to even glance at the clerk.
"Hmm… What would suit sis…"
"What? Now you're picking clothes for me too? This much devotion okay? Thought you were taming me."
She knew full well I was holding and dragging her hand along,
yet her eyes gleamed like she wanted to devour me right then—but I gritted my teeth and ignored it.
"Hmm… First off…"