Raising Shin Yu-hee (1): Sold My Body to the Dark Elf Shemiri
I sold my body to the dark elf Shemiri. About two hours. Subtract the interruption from Choi Yu-jin in the middle and the extra service time afterward where I shoved my dick in a bit more, and it was roughly an hour. In just over an hour, I scored 30 Exchange Vouchers.
Not the average market rate, of course. These 30 included some bonus from Shemiri taking a liking to me.
Her favor. Thanks to it, I was now lounging in a steaming hot bathtub with actual hot water.
It was a wooden tub, unlike the ones in modern apartments, but there was soap, so I could finally scrub myself clean properly after so long.
That's right. I was in her bathtub, inside Shemiri's private room in the ingredient storage behind the restaurant.
She'd closed up shop and invited me in. I'd figured it might happen eventually.
"Why not wash up before you go?"
"Don't I have to pay for that?"
"Nah, I'm not charging that much. I'll let you clean up once after we fuck. Heh heh heh."
I fell for the temptation. After sex, I couldn't just head back drenched in sweat, so Shemiri suggested washing first. A quick splash might've waited till my private room with cold water, but a tub full of hot water—and soap to boot? Irresistible.
I shampooed my hair, scrubbed off the scabs of dried blood, and washed away the gunk from our fuck session.
My mind cleared a bit. Straightening up, I relaxed my whole body and focused inward.
Thump, thump.
My heart beating leisurely. Inside it, something faint pulsed in sync—expanding and contracting.
A sensation no ordinary person could grasp. But anyone who'd become a hero, anyone who'd cleared the tutorial, knew it well.
Mana.
There, crystallized clearly in my heart: unmistakable mana.
Normally, you'd awaken it in the tutorial's final quest. Alongside combat experience and sheer will to live, mastering mana operation was key—you couldn't solo the last stage without it.
Bus through without sensing mana and get dumped into the otherworld? While everyone else swung auras and blasted spells, you'd devolve into cannon-fodder guard A, swinging pure muscle against demons till you dropped.
With mana, you could bisect a goblin effortlessly or incinerate a whole village with fire magic.
That was mana. And now, it was slowly taking solid form in my heart.
The secret? Obviously my skill, Sex Level Up.
...Or, dressed up fancier, Sex Magic.
'Blowjobs aren't enough, huh. Gotta ram it in and creampie to properly absorb the mana.'
Foreplay or loopholes wouldn't build it steadily. For real gains, make her spread wide, slam your dick into her pussy, and cum inside—that's the efficient way.
'Can't just bust from head alone, got it.'
Too bad. But there were ways around it.
'Gonna need to stock up on Goddess Points.'
Skills weren't static. As goddess-granted boons tied to the world's laws, you could tweak or evolve them with Goddess Points anytime.
For now, the basics sufficed: sex makes mana grow.
One catch.
'Shame. Got mana, but can't use it yet.'
Not yet.
"The report said Yoo Si-woo, this hero candidate, never learned magic—how's he got mana now?"
"Well..."
"Can't say? Then he must've found a way through a goddess boon."
No need to put Estiel on the spot. For the hero training report later, I wanted senior angels thinking, "Yoo Si-woo learned magic like this in the tutorial." Needed solid backing for that.
And that backing? Obviously—
"Water hot enough?"
Shemiri—or rather, the arena. She wandered in naked anyway, so entering the bathroom nude wasn't weird, but she just strode in while I soaked and started rinsing off with the shower hose.
"Yeah, Shemiri. Got a question."
"Shoot."
"Can you learn magic in this arena?"
"Magic? Why magic?"
"I'm a warrior, but not the aura-knight type."
"Hm... Thinking summoner?"
Shemiri scrubbed suds over her body and flicked some at me.
"Only summoner teachers here in Chekhov's Arena. Perverts, though."
"Perverted how?"
"Tentacle monster specialists. Wouldn't stop you if that's your kink, but watch out learning from 'em. Tentacles don't discriminate."
"...No summoners besides them? Or just learn mana synthesis and bail?"
"Dunno. That nice? Mages usually want their secrets passed down—imprint their 'color' on you."
"Color, huh."
Mana had color. Base was 'white.' Learn from someone, inherit their mana, and it dyes to their hue.
Usually picked a master in the tutorial's final 'siege' stage, but spots like Chekhov's Arena let you claim a color too.
"Want tentacle tint? Up to you."
"Don't care about color—ain't becoming a tentacle summoner."
"Why not? Tentacles for fucking girls sounds fun. Or become a tentacle yourself."
Shemiri wiggled her fingers lewdly, grinning.
Me, a tentacle?
...Not impossible, but no thanks.
"My dick alone sends 'em flying just fine."
"Fair. Skip color mentors here, then. Find one outside after leaving."
"You?"
"Me? Dark elf or not, I'm elf-born."
Shemiri flicked lingering suds from her fingers.
"Elves get spirit arts from birth—that's our magic, our privilege. Dark elf curse killed the spirits' call, locked me out of magic too."
Thought it was playful, but nah—gesturing no water spirit summon.
"Dunno. If a mage shows among newbies, or I meet a dark elf caster outside, I'll ask then."
"Do that."
Wonder if more newbie slaves would come.
"All clean. Come sell dick again tomorrow."
"Yeah. Oh, grab the basket on your way. Made sandwiches—share with your buddy."
"Any catch—"
"No vouchers taken. Service. Service for visiting my restaurant often."
"Service is nice, but can't come three meals a day."
"Huh? Why?"
"Running into Choi Yu-jin types is trouble. Better focus on one."
"Got it. Hmm... You said you'd fuck her too, right?"
Shemiri grabbed a towel from the cabinet and started drying me—hair, body, every nook.
"She know you're earning vouchers like this?"
"Not yet."
"Gonna tell her?"
"Depends. If spilling gets her legs open, might bring her here—let her watch you fuck me."
"Serious."
"Obviously."
"Fine, got it."
Mmwah.
Shemiri left a deep hickey below my collarbone.
"If you can't seal the deal, bring her to me. Like how Choi Yu-jin sucked your dick, I'll help eagerly."
"Price?"
"Price? Heh... That."
Smack.
Shemiri lightly flicked my dick with her hand, then slipped into the tub.
"Help you fuck another girl? Payback's free creampies, no vouchers. Heh heh heh."
"Noted."
No reason to refuse help like that.
A bit later, I left the restaurant district with the basket and headed back to my room.
Clank.
Unlocked the door—and immediately, crashing sounds from inside.
"What're you doing? Oh. You were naked."
"........."
Shin Yu-hee, hastily dressed, head bowed on the bunk, greeted me. Slight swelling from sparring, but no bruises.
"What's that?"
"Food from Shemiri."
"...With Exchange Vouchers?"
"Nah. Earned some working kitchen, got this as service."
No lies. No intent to lie.
"...Can I ask how many you earned?"
"30."
"What?"
"30. Here."
I plainly showed her the fat stack of vouchers I'd earned.
"N-No way."
Shin Yu-hee checked her survival log in disbelief.
"They said even slaving in the mines all day gets maybe 5... How in this short time?!"
"Curious? Want details?"
"......Did you win in the arena?"
"Told you, kitchen work."
"Can I... do that job too?"
"........."
"........."
Shin Yu-hee went quiet, then approached.
"...You worked hard."
Pat pat.
Not fully pressed, but her chest brushed lightly as she patted my back.
"Might as well make it more—"
"What's that smell?"
"Huh?"
"...Soap."
Shin Yu-hee pulled back, glaring with betrayal.
"Ugh..."
Betrayed vibe, but tongue-tied.
"Eat first."
I pointed her to the sandwich basket, then handed over all the vouchers.
"Gonna buy gear after, then wash up."