New Recruit Training (1)

Idun's kiss had come out of nowhere, but I wasn't some fragile human—no, fairy—who'd get flustered by a little thing like that.

Since it's come to this, I'm taking the lead!

If we were going to play yuri, I was choosing to be the one on top, not the doormat underneath.

"…?! Mmph…♥"

Idun had looked so smug, certain her surprise attack had succeeded—until my tongue struck back. Her expression flipped to pure shock for a heartbeat, then she closed her eyes and melted into it, clearly deciding to enjoy the ride.

Oh-ho… so that's how you want to play?

I had mastered every skill under the sun. Among them were the kind of nighttime techniques that made women melt. And the reason I'd learned even those? One word.

Employment.

When you're that desperate for a job, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠you don't get picky about whether the work is aboveboard or shady. I'd picked them up just in case.

I caught Idun's tongue the moment she tried to snatch the initiative back.

Not a chance…!

I hated it when anyone interfered with a technique I was performing. I'd gone through the trouble of mastering it—and someone was going to mess with it? Absolutely not.

"…?! Mmmph♥"

Idun's face changed again in an instant. I could practically hear her thinking, You're not even flinching? What the hell are you?

Idun… I'm going to send you straight to Hong Kong.

She probably thought she could throw her weight around as a section chief. I was going to make her body understand, thoroughly, that none of that worked on me.

Time for the next stage.

"Haa…♥ Just who are you…?"

The moment our lips parted, Idun could speak again. She stared at me with a flushed face.

"Section Chief Idun. You said you're in charge of new recruits, right? Looks like this is how you've been welcoming them all along. Every now and then you ought to experience a rebellious newbie firsthand."

"S-Section Chief? And what do you mean, experience ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠firsthand… Kyaaah!"

I bent down and buried my face between Idun's thighs.

"Hyaaahn♥"

"Chuuuup… mmph♡"

Once your face is buried there, the proper next step is to suck on her pussy. I liked sticking to the classics, so I put my tongue to work and gave Idun the ride of her life.

"Nngh♥ Don't put it innnn♥"

In this situation, 'don't' is basically the same as 'please do.'

I moved past just licking and sucking the outside and slipped my tongue straight into her entrance.

"Guhhh♥ I said don't put it iiiin… haaahn♥"

You want more? Then more it is.

I pushed my tongue as deep as it would go and stroked it up and down, teasing her inner walls.

"There… hoooh♥ I-it's sensitive… nngh♥"

That sensitive? Idun… this woman's more of a hair-trigger than I expected.

The teacher who'd taught me this technique had said there were far more hypersensitive women in the world than people realized—women who could tip into orgasm from the lightest touch. Idun was clearly one of them.

Master also said that if you stop before they completely lose it, they get disappointed.

I had no desire to get on my superior's bad side right after joining the company, so I ramped up the intensity of my tongue.

"Haaahn♥ It's coming… it's coming!!! Hooooh♥"

Fwoosh—! Fshhhhh—!

A fountain erupted from Idun's pussy. The flood of love juices was undeniable proof of climax.

Slurp—!

I pulled my tongue free and licked the juices off my face.

Is it because she's a fairy? Tastes different from a human's.

Being an Alf, Idun's fluids carried a faint floral scent and a sweet honey-like flavor.

Human juices were always so musky…

Just thinking about that musk made the ones I'd just licked taste even sweeter by comparison.

"Section Chief Idun, finishing already? There's still the final stage left."

"Haaah… t-the final… stage?"

The final stage—the true essence of yuri play, known as scissoring or tribbing. The act that had cost countless polar bears their homes…

Sorry, polar bears. Looks like your habitat's disappearing again today.

I offered a silent prayer for the polar bears, then closed in on Idun.

"D-don't come any closer!"

She shuddered and scrambled backward—straight into a dead end.

"Hehehe… c'mere!"

"Th-that lecherous laugh!"

"Hnnngh♥"

"Haaahn♡ This is a whole new sensation, isn't it?"

I pressed my pussy flush against Idun's. Feeling ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the polar bears' homes vanish in real time, I started grinding hard.

"S-stop… haaahn♥"

"No way. I'm not stopping. Just come already♡"

No take-backs once you've started, got it?

The wet sound of fairy pussies rubbing together filled the space. If the polar bears ever sued, I wouldn't claim innocence—but I'd make damn sure Idun took the fall as the ringleader.

"I-I'm cumminggg♥"

"Hyaaahn♡ We're cumming♡"

Idun and I climaxed together.

So this is what it feels like for a woman to come. Hmm… experience logged.

Born a man, when ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠else was I ever going to get to feel this? It was going into the permanent dictionary of my life experiences.

Fshhhhh—! Fshuuuush—!

The twin fountains from our pussies soaked each other.

"Haaah…"

"Whew…! That was refreshing."

Idun was still twitching and couldn't get up, but I stretched luxuriously, feeling thoroughly invigorated as I wrapped up our little yuri session.

A post had gone up on the Alf Gallery.

A legendary new recruit had arrived.

Word of the Fairy newcomer who had thoroughly debauched Idun—the HR Section Chief infamous for sexually disciplining rookies—spread through the entire company.

"Let's see… I've packed everything I need, right?"

Despite the rumors flying, the person at the center of them—Oberia—was calmly packing her bags.

"New recruit training, huh… I'm actually looking forward to this."

The Support Fairy Company was the largest corporation in the Fairy Realm—the world of the Alfs. A true megacorp. And like any thriving megacorp, it made its new hires complete training before assigning them to actual work.

They called it training, but it was basically a university MT. The only real difference was that you had to complete missions along the way.

Oberia double-checked her luggage one last time and stepped out of the dormitory.

Outside, people were already gathered.

"Did I come out a little late?"

No one was emerging behind her, so she figured she must be dead last.

"Team E, fall in in front of me!"

Guess that's where I go.

The training catalog she'd received yesterday listed her as Team E. Recalling that, Oberia headed toward the voice calling for her group.

"Everyone here?"

The one gathering Team E was a petite woman with red hair in a ponytail.

Small, but those are huge.

Just as Oberia thought—she was short, yet stacked. A classic loli-geoyu.

"I'm Deputy General Manager Sindri of HR. Race: Dwarf."

So she's a Dwarf. Pretty different from the ones I imagined.

In Oberia's head, dwarves were stocky old men with bushy beards. The Sindri standing in front of her was the complete opposite. Height-wise, though, she matched the mental image pretty well.

"Now that I'm in charge of Team E, remember one thing. Don't even think about causing trouble. If I catch you…"

Sindri pulled a hammer-shaped key ring from her pocket. The moment she clenched her fist around it, it expanded into a full-sized war hammer.

"…this will crack your skull open. Got it?"

"Y-yes, ma'am!"

Whoa, cool.

The rest of Team E was thoroughly cowed by Sindri's threat, but Oberia's attention was locked on the hammer.

So that's a Magic Armament?

Oberia had read a lot of novels. She'd even considered dipping into web novels just in case, and to figure out how stories worked she'd burned through about five hundred of them a day across every genre. Dwarves showed up plenty, and the common thread was that they forged weapons with magic.

I should ask to borrow it later.

Probably the only fairy in the world who'd look at an intimidating dwarf and casually ask to borrow her hammer out of pure curiosity was Oberia.

"Teams E, F, and G are all aboard."

"Good. Then we're off. Close the doors."

[Kuuuooong!]

So this is a bus in this world?

What Oberia had boarded looked exactly like a flying whale. No—it was a real whale. Doors had been fitted into its side, and inside were seats just like the buses she knew.

Oberia decided this must be the Fairy Realm's version of a bus.

The Bus Whales, loaded with fairies, set course for Avalon Training Center, where the company's orientation would take place.