Chapter 271
Chapter 271
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 271
Chapter Title: Plans for the Time Being
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"What a beast! A total beast!"
"Sis, did you really just say that?"
After sweating it out in the bathroom and toweling off repeatedly, we finally wrapped up our marathon bath session—which had included three or four more rounds—after a full hour and a half.
"The one who called her own pussy a 'cock-exclusive scrubber' or whatever."
"Sh-shut up! Zip it?!"
Urga sis shrieked, clearly stung by her own words earlier, muttering "naughty, naughty" under her breath as she plunked the bubbling stew pot onto the dining table.
Soon after, she flashed me a sly, cat-like smile, like she had more to say.
"Look at this. I timed these side dishes perfectly for when we'd finish bathing, but they're all cold now. How good must my pussy have felt to make you lose track of time like this...? You gonna reheat them for me?"
"Who knows? If someone hadn't kept shoving her tits in my face, insisting on 'servicing' me and making me sweat buckets...?"
I didn't name names, of course, but with only two suspects in this house, Urga sis let out a fake cough and played innocent as she handed me a bowl of pristine white rice.
"Anyway, what was it you said earlier? You needed my help with something, right?"
"Ah, yeah. I think I'll need a little of your help training the white sow."
"Eh, sure... It'd be fun, and if my man asks, I'd help with anything. But do you really need me for that?"
Urga sis tilted her head, recalling how she'd joined me in training Christia earlier that day. She probably wondered if there was really anything more she could add.
"I'll handle most of it myself. But for the time being, I need to focus a bit more on Violet."
"Hmm... I heard that sow over there is the one handling her training?"
Urga sis shot a glare at Eleonora, who was face-down on the floor, snout buried in her dog bowl.
Things had been quiet lately, but now that Eleonora was assigned to Violet, was Urga sis feeling some rivalry flare up?
Not that Eleonora seemed to care, happily snuffling into her floor bowl.
Slurp. "Master?"
"Hm? What is it?"
"...Nothing. I thought it was you since someone pinched my pussy mound with their toe..."
I faceplanted onto the floor a little...♥
No sooner had Eleonora finished than Urga sis and I both smacked our foreheads with a simultaneous thwack and sighed.
"Anyway, it looks like you don't need my help at all. You sure you really need me?"
"Of course. Who else could I rely on but you, sis?"
I shot her a playful look, and she immediately blushed, grinning sheepishly as she shoveled plain rice into her mouth like it was the best thing ever.
It almost made me feel like a dried pollack hanging from the ceiling, reduced to a mere side dish. Eleonora clicked her tongue in disapproval, of course.
"Tomorrow, I'll let Violet and the white sow know about the game we'll do again in a few days."
"Game?"
"You mean that one where you shove your piss into each other's piss pussies through those transparent tubes?"
The moment I finished speaking, Urga sis and Eleonora whipped their heads toward me, then glared at each other with growls.
"Yeah..."
"You're going to have a game...?"
In their world, any disagreement meant grabbing swords and duking it out. But they knew better than anyone that this world was fragile, breakable, and once a fight started, it never ended peacefully.
So this was their chance to compete through Violet and the white sow.
💬 SD Character 💬 Whoa! This is totally that thing, right? Like raising super cute moe horse characters and pitting them against each other! 'A fight? Horse racing is always...' More importantly, when did you get here?
The SD Character, who'd been absent the whole bath without a peep, now popped up hugging a blonde doll named 'Pia'.
💬 SD Character 💬 Just now! I got here a sec ago! She kicked Nobel-chan—who'd been occupying her spot—flying with her foot, then settled back in with her doll.
💬 SD Character 💬 It looked bigger than I thought, so I had to rush around cleaning stuff up! Anyway, you're doing another game with the saintess and holy knight...? 'Yeah, what's the problem?'
Maybe bummed she missed our bath romp, the SD Character whipped out a notebook from somewhere and started scribbling.
Said it was done, but apparently not.
Meanwhile, Eleonora and Urga sis—who'd been glaring—suddenly perked up while I chatted with the SD Character and shouted at me in unison.
"Master!"
"If we win that game or whatever! If we win...!"
"Mm... If Eleonora wins, exposure walk to the bus stop at dusk without the blindfold. If Urga sis wins... then we'll head back into town together."
The two shuddered at the ironclad motivation.
"Exposure walk at dusk...♥"
"Back in town...!!"
With such irresistible prizes on the line—ones they couldn't just let slide—they muttered about the stakes, faces flushing, before locking eyes again with sparks flying.
"Master, so we start tomorrow...!"
"That's right. I'll step in now and then, so keep that in mind. For a fair fight with no favoritism, my intervention time will be equal for the white sow or the saintess."
Eleonora would obey regardless, but Urga sis might flip out over the results, so I laid down the rules upfront.
"Anyway, that's the plan. From tomorrow, hustle hard at your assignments—without crossing any lines!"
"Yes! This Eleonora will turn her into a thoroughly slutty sow that won't disappoint Master."
"Heh, forgot your roots already, talking like that?"
The two puffed up with confidence the moment I spoke.
💬 SD Character 💬 Whoa! Hands-on experience from the flesh expert vs. centuries of theoretical know-how! This is gonna be epic fun!! A sow personally trained by me versus a barbarian with a long history of breaking women—win or lose, my dick would salute the spectacle.
Pushing aside the SD Character—who was grinning with a nosebleed over what she hadn't seen in the bath—I focused on dinner.
Eleonora and Urga sis, now fired up, did the same. No, they shoveled food like generals bulking up before battle against a mortal foe.
Not even fighting themselves, yet eating like eighty-year-old Han from the Warring States era downing rice and beef with pointless fervor.
It was a showdown that had onlookers gripping their chopsticks in sweat.
"Haum! Nom!"
"..."
Of course, Eleonora face-planted in her dog bowl, drawing sighs, but caught between them, I rushed in to snag the remaining sides before Urga sis's merciless chopsticks claimed them all.
And finally, this suspiciously passionate, savage feast ended.
"Master!"
"My man!"
The naked knight crawling on the floor and the warrior at the table both turned their hungry gazes on me.
"Wh-what now..."
"Master, this lowly sow dares to request...!"
"Gimme cock!"
"Sudden much?!"
Still digesting, but their pheromones hit thick—blood pumping harder than usual. Figures...
"Knew it."
Lifelong sword-swallowers with energy to burn—not for fighting, but beastly sex with me...!
"Already? I haven't digested..."
"We're done!"
"Yeah! Spray your semen, baby!"
Play weak here, and I'd get railed—that's the law of this house.
I stared calmly, then thumbed the bed.
"First to grab gets backdoor. First come, first served."
"!"
"!"
BOOM!
Two streaks of lightning whooshed by with thunder.
I sighed deeply at the shattered kitchen door, steadied myself, gripped the bed with both hands, and approached the sows wiggling their asses at me.
💬 SD Character 💬 Man, their mouths really are 'crime-making mouths'! Squelch!
"Nyaaahhh...♥"
"Ahh?! I was first! See?! He totally favors this bitch! Kihiiik...♥"
One sow and one wild boar began howling.