Chapter 18
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 18
Chapter Title: Married Life is a Battle of Subtlety
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Heading home, all sorts of thoughts flooded my mind.
I'd somehow ended up having sex with a goddess sleeping in my bed, only to get dropped into another world.
The women here were beautiful with great figures, so at first, I thought starting a new life wouldn't be so bad.
Sure, there were those heart-pounding, life-or-death battles I'd never have imagined in the modern world, but even then, the Tights always protected me.
'Has anything changed? Inside me.'
I gazed up at the night sky, lost in thought.
Then it hit me—what had changed. It was Hipeia's words.
「No one in the divine realm touched it because it was such a hassle to deal with. It was a cursed abomination everyone wanted to scrap if they could.」
That Black-Haired Goddess.
I'd thought she was grumbling on the surface but still gave me the Tights to help out.
Every time the Tights saved me, I'd figured I owed her at least some credit.
That's why I kind of resented her.
If that bitch was gonna give me something, why not make it something cool? Like shouting 「Rise!!」 and commanding minions or whatever.
Still, thanks to the Tights keeping me alive, I'd thought maybe the goddess hadn't given me something totally useless.
But today's chat with Hipeia revealed the truth.
This wasn't a gift.
"……."
A weapon created by the Creator? What a fancy label.
I couldn't even fathom why a goddess would make something like this with such a vulgar purpose: raping other goddesses.
The goddesses themselves wanted to discard it but couldn't, so they just shoved it away as waste...
An eyesore. Trash.
Judging by Hipeia's reaction, without them, I might've gone mad and died in the worst case while wearing these Tights.
"That Black-Haired Goddess..."
I'd made her climax from her womb a few times, and this is how she repays me?
Now I've got even more to grill her about next time we meet.
So here's a fun dilemma.
If I fully assimilate these Tights,
Would that be good for the Black-Haired Goddess? Or bad?
'Probably really bad.'
She'd have to run for her life desperately.
Because if she got caught by me, the tables would turn.
But seeing Hipeia made it clear.
The Tights still lacked the power to fulfill their original purpose.
"Should I raise you up? Then you'd do something good for me in return?"
Talking to the Tights like this—anyone who saw me would think I'm crazy.
But...
"We're both abandoned, aren't we?"
Now, I didn't mind the Tights getting stronger.
In fact, if it grew strong enough to throw a wrench into the Black-Haired Goddess's plans, that'd be perfect.
"Haha."
I imagined myself standing before her as an ultra-powerful Super Semen Man.
That had some romance to it.
'To make that happen...'
I'd need to figure out what abilities these Tights were hiding.
One by one, step by step.
...Until I reach the goddess's pussy!
And it seemed I wasn't all that unlucky.
I'd met a kind-hearted elf with huge breasts,
and the stunningly beautiful Hunting Goddess Hipeia.
Using this lush, foreigner-friendly forest as my base let me sort out my thoughts.
So, the starting point wasn't bad at all.
"I'm back."
I knocked on the door, and Ellie appeared wearing an apron.
She looked up at me with a bright smile.
"Welcome home, Jae-hyeok. I made dinner."
Kana was sitting on the sofa, crafting a bow. The material looked like antlers from the deer we caught today.
"Oh, you're back? You're late."
"Had to meet the goddess."
"Ah, Lady Hipeia? How was she? As beautiful and wise as they say?"
"……What? You guys haven't met her?"
"Probably only the Elder has met her in person."
Hmm.
My first impression was almost ruined, but she still helped me as much as she could.
"Yeah, she was beautiful and wise."
"Hmph, perfect. It's decided! I'll engrave her name on this recurve bow."
"Hope her blessing descends upon it."
They really admire her.
With real gods existing, it's no wonder. Better not mention how she freaked out at the sight of me.
"Where's Biska?"
"She's bathing right now. Seems she loves the bathwater."
Biska emerged from the bath completely naked.
Whoa. What massive tits.
Her breasts jiggled with every step, and I couldn't help but get hard reflexively.
"P-Put something on at least."
Kana scolded Biska.
"Why be so uptight? We'll see each other naked plenty on adventures anyway."
"……Well, that's true, but."
"Or are you jealous that your boyfriend's getting hard looking at my body?"
"W-What jealousy? I wasn't jealous at all."
Biska chuckled as if it was adorable.
Time to hand over what I needed to.
"This your sword? The Black Cloud Iron blade."
"Hmm... You carried it yourself? Must've been heavy."
"This much is light."
I acted tough, but honestly,
I wanted to ditch the 150kg gear—scabbard included—as soon as possible.
Biska took the Black Cloud Iron sword from me while naked and gripped the hilt tightly.
Gasp. Look at those forearms flex.
'Couldn't believe it until I saw it myself.'
......A woman wielding that thing for real.
"How do you have that kind of strength?"
"Train by lifting heavy stuff, and it comes naturally. Might seem weird from a guy's perspective."
"Thought it was some mana trick."
Fantasy cheats.
Solve everything with mana!
But Biska said it like it was funny.
"I just lift it with raw strength."
"Impressive."
"Why? How heavy is it?"
Kana squeezed in, curious.
And then.
"Nngh!"
She struggled with both hands—it was clearly heavy.
But she lifted it?
"You can lift that too, Kana?"
"Ha... huff... Yeah, bows need... some strength too. But this is insane!"
Biska took the sword back with a faint smile.
"Can't just use arm strength. There's a trick—use your lower body power..."
"Lower body power..."
I stared blatantly at Biska's pussy and thighs.
Flawless, pale, pretty skin.
Her abs, sides, and shoulders had scars befitting a seasoned mercenary, but overall, her body seemed surprisingly clean.
Maybe because no tacky tattoos.
"Why stare at someone's privates like that?"
"You said lower body."
"Doesn't mean I lift with my pussy."
"......Thighs after all, huh?"
Squeeze, squeeze.
I groped Biska's thighs.
"Wanna feel the power?"
Ooh. They really tensed up.
But the inner thighs were soft and squishy—a miraculous Y-zone blending feminine tenderness.
Stroke, stroke.
"White. That's not a trained spot; it's an erogenous zone."
"Got it..."
Filed that away as good info.
"Quit the perv stuff and eat."
Inside, Biska always lounged in her underwear.
Even her bra didn't quite fit her huge breasts—about 30% spilling out,
creating seductive curves. And even when I stared blatantly, committing visual assault,
her carefree, husband-like personality meant she sprawled with legs wide open, comfy as can be.
A modest-lover might hate it, but...
'Her body's straight-up alluring, fact.'
Biska was walking sex.
She'd probably enjoy it like beasts do.
"Thanks for the meal."
Today's table featured meat Kana and I hunted.
To kill the gamey deer smell, it was mostly marinated and stir-fried.
Or spiced with good herbs.
Today was both.
Paired with crisp veggies, the texture was perfect.
"Good? Jae-hyeok?"
Ellie scooted close.
Unable to resist, I wrapped an arm around her waist and patted her ass.
"Ah."
"Delicious. You did great, Ellie."
"M-Mm...♥"
"Maybe Ellie should join our party? No cook would feel empty."
"It's just delivering a letter—a quick errand. I'll be right back."
Doesn't she want to go?
I peered into Ellie's face.
"Crowded human places scare me a bit. I'll wait here. Oh, I'll dry some mushrooms too. They get so flavorful dried."
Ellie...
Yeah, let's hole up in this forest and make babies nonstop!!
Couldn't say that outright, so I gripped her ass tight instead.
Squeeze.
"Mm...♥"
"Gonna need you to work hard when I get back."
"W-Where exactly?"
Heh heh heh.
"......Not eating?"
Kana glared coldly from across the table.
"Wanna come to my lap, Kana?"
"Pass."
"Hey, Biska. When do we head out? Wound okay?"
"Another day of rest, and it'll be fine."
In her underwear, Biska's healing wound was easy to see.
Insane recovery.
Arrow went deep, too.
"No need for disinfecting?"
"Ellie's got recovery magic on it."
Recovery magic. Neat.
"Didn't hit a vital spot."
Right, it was from the escort mission.
Ellie and Kana used non-lethal shots, so smooth healing.
"We were enemies then, family now over one pot."
"Family after a few meals? Your culture?"
Biska sounded amused, but I figured it was understandable without cultural gaps.
"If you're treated as a guest and fed, yeah, we're friends."
"You were a bound prisoner before."
"So? Got a problem? You deserved being tied up—running with bad guys!"
Kana shot her a glare.
"No complaints. Food's great, rest without nagging. Plus, elf wives stay devoted even with multiple women, right?"
"Most elves are female, males come from humans and are rare."
"Humans love 'em as brides. Popular for a reason."
"What're you saying? That elves are hot commodities for humans?"
Tension spiked suddenly.
Eyes flicked to Biska's sword by the table.
Kana was poised to grab her bow from the pillar.
"Don't get mad. Elf arranged marriages are normal some places. If the letter recipient thinks that way?"
"No way. The cart lenders are just good merchants who took a loss. We got lots of their goods, so we know."
Biska shook her head and looked at me.
"Get what I'm saying, White?"
"Ruined the meal vibe, got it..."
"Then you educate her later. Can't handle her charging to save every market elf girl."
Hmm.
Only Craig and his crew are bad,
might be a dangerous assumption.
"Don't treat me like an idiot. I can handle myself."
Kana's pride wouldn't let it slide.
"And girls like Anya, tricked and hurt? We gotta save them! They didn't choose it!
You lot captured them by force, collared like beasts!"
"Falling for a guy you barely met and marrying him isn't a collar? That's your elf grit?"
"No. We judge people better and faster than you. No lies get through."
"Yet you fall for it...?"
"That's on the liar! Not the victim's fault!"
Whoops, mediation time.
"Kana'll do fine. No need for your input, Biska."
"......Hmph."
"And Biska, be nice to the employer's girlfriend. You can manage that?"
"Got it. Sorry, Kana."
"......No, my bad too."
Kana's eyes seemed a bit sad.
"I know elf realities. No plans to stir trouble. Our job... clear misunderstandings."
"......So humans and elves don't fight. Right?"
"Yeah, that's best. We rely on human goods a lot."
'Hmm...'
No plans for anti-trafficking speeches.
If elf-buying was normal, I'd consider buying one myself.
Humans are mostly perpetrators here.
To me, it's just another dick move—haven't dwelled on it.
Ellie's kind to me but fears the human world.
She senses it instinctively.
Outside isn't kind to elves.
Biska might've tested if Kana was naive.
'But to my eyes...'
This one.
Knows something about the letter recipient.
That jab,
only possible if she knows he's no innocent merchant?
"......"
Our eyes met.
"Hey, Biska."
"Even employers shouldn't pry too deep."
"......Yeah, okay."
"I'll do what you asked. Promise."
My dick twitched a bit.
Promising like that in that outfit—unfair!
Heh heh heh.
"Just... not selling my body. Only my skills."
Damn.
Such a sex-ready body, off-limits? Waste.
"What do you take her for? She doesn't deal in women's bodies."
"......Might buy if offered. Misunderstanding?"
"......"
"Jae-hyeok wouldn't. Your bad, Biska."
I stayed quiet.
Elf wives mad meant no service tonight.
