Chapter 49
Chapter 49
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 49
Chapter Title: Roughly the Sexiest Isekai Episode 49
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"Back to day one...?"
"......"
A feast of black, purple, and blue.
It looked like she'd tried some kind of arrangement since her skills had improved... but it only gave off an ominous vibe.
No way.
Was she really going to betray all the trust we'd built up so far?
"I'll dig in."
Karen started eating without a care, but Esty and I couldn't bring ourselves to touch our utensils right away.
"The veggies aren't drained enough."
"And this meat seems a bit undercooked."
Hmm...
Let's just try it first.
Seeing me put food in my mouth, Esty followed suit.
......It was disastrously bad.
I shot up and headed to the kitchen.
"Bella!"
"Yeah~?"
Bella was lounging arrogantly in her chair as usual.
"...Did you even taste what you made?"
"Nope? Was it bad?"
"...Bella. On your knees, arms up. Now."
"Guh!?"
Bella dropped to her knees as if crushed by intense gravity, then raised her arms in a T-pose.
"W-was it that bad?"
"You asking because you don't know? Messing with food gets you killed."
But looking at Bella's face, it didn't seem like she'd done it on purpose.
She just looked shocked by the unexpected turn of events.
"What did you do while cooking?"
"I did it the usual way, but it felt boring. So I tried adding a little change......"
Oh god.
The fact that it wasn't malicious makes it even more tragic.
"I was looking forward to lunch..."
"That's too much! The recipes I learned are slipping away, you're still making me cook every meal, and I was trying to be considerate so you wouldn't get bored..."
Ugh.
Her outburst scraped at my already thin conscience.
"Fine. Sorry. Arms down."
"...Good, as long as you get it!"
Huh?
In the corner by where Bella had been sitting, I spotted an empty snack bag.
"Freeze."
"Eek!?"
Bella's face went pale.
"Did you taste it?"
"Of course! ...No."
"Too lazy to bother, right?"
"......Yes."
Now that I looked, there was also a half-read comic book near where she'd been sitting.
Where the hell did she get that?
Sigh. And here I thought she was serious about becoming a pro chef. Disappointing.
So what if she has competitive spirit and good dexterity? Her willful goddess nature is still as strong as ever.
"Guess professional chef duty goes to someone else.
Don't disappoint me at dinner?"
Bella nodded vigorously.
"But you still get punished separately for slacking off just now?"
Bella's shoulders twitched.
"W-what is it?"
She was trying so hard to hide her excitement.
......Wait. This girl actually enjoys punishment. Won't this backfire?
Maybe deep down, she slacks off because she wants to get punished.
"Won't work. You'd just enjoy the punishment."
"I would?!"
"......Control your expression before saying that."
She was already half thrilled.
"Smile."
A fun idea popped into my head.
"Alright. It's partly my fault for not mentioning rewards for hard work.
Make up for lunch at dinner, and as punishment, I'll give you asphyxiation sex that'll make you feel like you're gonna stop breathing."
"Asphyxiation... sex that'll make me... stop breathing...."
Bella gulped.
"Wanna?"
"Yes! Wait there. I'll prep right now! Look forward to dinner!"
"S-sure."
Bella was suddenly brimming with enthusiasm, like a different person.
Hope it doesn't backfire.
Back at the table, Karen had nearly finished her food.
"What did Leila say?"
"She said she'll make it up at dinner. ...Guess she tried something new and it went wrong."
"......Can't be helped."
Esty seemed convinced by the explanation and started eating bit by bit.
We'll gloss over the part about laziness. Even Esty would rage if she heard that.
For the Eight-Colored Shell Castle, we need personnel.
First off, someone who can cook well... no, reliably produce tasty meals regularly. A chef.
But can we find the right person?
Cooking involves fire, knives, and stamina, so pros are mostly men, from what I hear.
Funny that the Goddess of Fire sucks at it.
Though, given how fast she's learning, it's hard to say she can't.
We finished eating and headed to the dojo for more space leap training.
Karen and I spent the whole day grinding space leap proficiency.
Her goal was to leap twice like me, but she couldn't catch up.
Not surprising.
Not to brag, but my skill proficiency rises faster than average.
Thanks to the blessing from my slave, the former goddess Belreira.
On that note, I pulled up my status.
Name: Decal
Lv: 129
Status
[HP] 6877/6877
[MP] 8871/8871
Stats
Strength 556 Mana 787 Vitality 551 Agility 501
Belreira's Blessing《True》
「A blessing granting dominion over fire among elemental attributes. Only those who truly understand the goddess can receive it.」
(Fire damage immunity, increased fire magic power, increased proficiency for all skills.)
Proxy of the Goddess
「Communicate in all languages, read all scripts. Qualification to traverse worlds, proof of divine selection.」
(Increased skill acquisition rate, increased EXP, 5x stat multiplier.)
Wind Spirit(+1)
「Called the freest spirit, it alters air currents and commands the winds.」
Skills
Fireball(★☆) - Mid-tier fire magic with strong power. Burns enemies.
Fire Enchant(★★★) - Imbues objects with fire attributes.
Search(★★☆) - Carefully observe to detect, analyze traces.
Space Leap(★) - Unique elf skill. Supreme movement technique usable only with sufficient communion with the wind spirit.
As expected, space leap proficiency hit one star, even though I just learned it.
Sensing the spirit wasn't tied much to proficiency, but from now on, the growth gap with Karen is inevitable.
"Time for dinner?"
"Yeah!"
"......"
Esty stayed silent.
"It'll be fine this time. I gave her a stern talking-to."
"Hope so..."
Esty still seemed traumatized from lunch.
I barely ate anything at lunch, so I was starving.
"Esty, you can't skip meals! Bad for your health!"
At Karen's stern words, Esty finally started moving.
What kind of gamble is this, worrying about every meal?
But when we got there, my worries were for nothing.
The prepared dishes on the table were top-notch in aroma and presentation.
"Wow!"
Bella, now in a chef's outfit with her hair neatly tied back, was waiting for us.
"I've been waiting. Just came out, so eat before it gets cold."
"I'll dig in!"
Karen started devouring happily, and I followed, unable to resist.
I nearly dropped my utensils in shock.
"Same person who made this?"
"......Tasty."
Even Esty muttered that it was good.
Perfectly seasoned, meat cooked to perfection. Not just grilled well, but spiced for aroma too—like a total transformation.
"Now, the noodles..."
The noodle dish was excellent too.
Perfectly al dente, sauce clinging beautifully for great flavor.
"Makes me mad instead. You can do this, so what was lunch?"
Bella flinched, shoulders shaking.
"T-that! It wasn't on purpose. Just a flavor experiment..."
In the end, she succeeded in raising quality, so trial and error it is.
A few failures, but during special training, she nailed meals for three—no, four people.
"Good job. Bella."
"Me too."
"Me too!"
"Once Master scolded me, I got way more motivated♥"
"......"
Karen and Esty's gazes drilled into me.
"Yeah. Lunch was punishment-worthy."
"Hehehe."
Bella clenched her fist in delight.
Swap "punishment" for "reward" and it'd be normal conversation, but the twisted vibe is nice.
"Master. What punishment will it be?"
"To the bedroom. Oh, we've been using guest rooms. No lord's chambers or anything?"
"Of course. End of the right corridor on the third floor of the Eight-Colored Shell Castle. Best view, huge room, big bed."
"Sounds good. Everyone, let's go."
Bella tilted her head.
"Everyone?"
Then she grinned, realizing something.
"Oh♥ The ones getting rewards from Master?"
"......"
"......"
Esty and Karen didn't deny it, just fidgeted with their fingers.
"Master. Give the girls time to prep. They wanna pretty themselves up."
"Ah, good point. Slave."
"Hehe. Obviously."
"Everyone get ready, come to the room Bella mentioned. I'll wait."
I got up first and headed to the lord's chamber Bella described.
I remember the first time moving from inns with water and grass in this world to the Eight-Colored Shell Castle guest room.
Clean room, fluffy bed. More luxury than my modern life. The castle felt like a hotel—no cleaning needed.
Entering the lord's chamber blew my mind even more.
A bedroom fit for someone great. I'd never seen or experienced anything like it.
Sure, I'd used suites, but... this felt made for achievers.
It perfectly showed how Belreira viewed her divine authority as a goddess.
Dark red tones in decor and furniture. Elegant luxury bed, antique chairs and table.
The view at a glance was wider than the room. One wall was entirely open to the outside.
Touching it, it wasn't glass but some invisible barrier.
Incredibly lifelike until you touched it.
Sky full of countless stars and moons. Vast forest to the horizon, mountain range like a giant's spine.
Turning back, a taxidermied bear head on the wall.
Did Belreira think mounted beasts boosted her dignity?
"Can I come in?"
Karen's voice.
She'd come in a light outfit exposing her pale shoulders. Freshly bathed, her skin and red hair looked moist just looking at them.
"Come in."
I let Karen inside.
She flinched at the bear head, then got lost in the view.
"Nice view. Here."
"I think so too."
"......"
"Why stand so stiff? Sit and relax."
"I'll stand till the others arrive."
"So tense."
It's just the usual.
But no need to say that. I can be considerate.
Sometimes.
This time, a polite knock.
"Come in. Esty."
Esty entered.
Elegant fits her best. Snow-white platinum hair, delicate lashes. Fine features...
She used to be expressionless more than smiling, but now she smiles with her eyes at me.
An elf in love.
"Darling."
"Hm? Usual outfit?"
Esty wore a white mini dress.
"Thought you'd come in uniform."
"That's for special events..."
Fair. Most effective when I can focus solely on her.
She'd stand out amazingly alone in uniform.
"Coming in."
Bella announced curtly and flung the door open.
"What? Master's review line-up? Stand side by side."
"Not exactly. Just happened."
Bella stood confidently next to Esty. Slit dress barely covering her rear, brimming with body confidence.
Always model poise. Provocative expression trusting her charms. Classic Belreira.
Seeing all three lined up, I smiled in satisfaction.
Ended up gathering them, and it's too good.
Unreal space, unreal beauties. Even in modern times, only the ultra-rich and famous get this.
Pussyhouse, girlfriend, slave.
Short time in this world, but great results. Feels good to praise myself.
"What now?"
Karen said.
"Only one you, three of us."
"You don't know? When Master picks one he likes, the other two assist his mood! Right, Master?"
"Where'd you learn that?"
"Basic."
Karen pressed her flushed cheeks.
"Won't it tire Oppa? Three of us..."
Sometimes you gotta do what's tiring. Like now.
"Bella. Lie down."
"M-me first?"
Bella floundered, not expecting to be picked first.
"Punishment for crawling slowest."