Time with the Alchemist and Her Assistant
I slept like the dead until the next day after that time with the alchemist and her assistant. When I opened my eyes, Cecil was curled up like a shrimp right in front of me, fast asleep. My gaze inevitably drifted downward... well, it couldn't be helped. It wasn't that I was obsessed with dicks or anything—anyone would fixate on it after having one shoved inside them like that. Whether it stirred good feelings or bad ones. As for me... regrettable? Yeah, something like that. Of course, I'd been shocked out of my mind back when she suddenly went into heat without any warning, but now that I knew the truth...
So... no more repeats. If we hadn't had that healing potion, it would've been a real mess.
I carefully slipped out of bed without waking Cecil. I meticulously sealed the letter to my master and headed down to the kitchen. Out of habit, I opened the preservation box and pulled out some milk—then hesitated for a moment.
...The taste was as good as ever.
With a sigh, I headed out to send the letter. Partly to shake off that lingering unease. When I dawdled unusually under the sunlight and finally returned, Cecil was up.
"Asha-nim!"
"...You're awake."
"Yes! Cecil was looking for you since you weren't here!"
"I see. Have you eaten?"
"Cecil hasn't eaten yet, to share a meal with Asha-nim!"
A strange feeling welled up. It felt like my fault for deliberately ignoring the issue. I stroked Cecil's head and gave her a smile.
"Alright. Let's eat first, then."
"Yes!"
I fed the ever-energetic Cecil a hearty meal, then sat at the table and began our talk.
"Cecil."
"Yes, Asha-nim."
"Um..."
I pondered where to even start.
"Do you remember what you did when we got rid of that beastkin smell?"
Cecil mulled it over, her mouth working silently as she tried to recall.
"It was similar to that book called Sexual Intercourse Guidelines for Gentlemen that Cecil saw during the day."
"...You read that?"
"Yes! Asha-nim told Cecil to try anything, so Cecil read the book!"
"...I see. What did you think?"
"Um... Cecil didn't understand it well. Because humans don't have petals. And no honey comes out. But there was one thing Cecil could understand!"
"Yeah?"
"Asha-nim's hole gives off the exact same floral scent as in the book!"
"..."
My head spun for some reason. I thought back to the teenagers from my past life. Then considered the averages in this world. Cecil was... abysmally ignorant about sex. I should've realized something was off from the day we met, when she masturbated right in front of me... but I'd rushed past it to keep to schedule. My bad, really. A sense of responsibility stirred in me.
"Cecil, that thing that gets hard on you."
"...Yes."
She already looked deflated. I stroked her head and continued.
"It shouldn't be there originally... but I must've messed up somewhere, and it ended up attached."
"Asha-nim's... fault?"
"Since I made you... yeah, that's how it has to be."
"Is that so...?"
"Yeah. For now... I don't have a good way to remove it, so I wanted to explain about it."
"Understood!"
Cecil's eyes sparkled again.
"Um... so, that thing is..."
My face heated up for no reason. If it were a pubescent boy across from me, maybe it'd be different—but no matter how you sliced it, sitting there was a pretty girl.
...With a slightly 'minor' issue down below.
"That... it's actually a male organ. Vulgarly called a dick or whatever—you can forget that part. Just know it as a male organ."
"A male organ?"
"Right. You were supposed to be female, so you shouldn't have one..."
"...Is Cecil a bad child? Defective goods?"
"No, no, it's my mistake, so it's not your fault."
I cleared my throat. This was... such a tough topic.
"Anyway, it's not your fault, so no need to feel down. More importantly... you put that thing in my hole, right?"
"Yes! To remove the beastkin smell!"
She seemed oddly pleased just talking about putting it in my hole. Her dress looked a bit tented... probably my imagination.
"That's something you shouldn't do."
"Yes!?"
"Normally... it's an act between loving man and woman. You can't do it with just anyone."
"Love?"
Here we go...
"Um... people who like each other... you know, being together makes you happy, or people who've promised to spend their lives together—would that make sense?"
Not that love is strictly necessary... but no need to go there. Claudia suddenly flashed in my mind, making me annoyed, but I pushed it aside by recalling the materials she'd promised.
Cecil tilted her head, then replied.
"Cecil always feels good with Asha-nim! And Cecil will be with Asha-nim forever! So... is it okay then?"
"Huh...?"
"Actually, while removing the smell... Cecil felt good."
"I-see."
"Thinking back to that time makes Cecil... get hard again."
No wonder the table felt off-balance.
"When it gets like that, it's ca— no. Anyway. Putting it in a hole... is for people in love, so you can't do it."
"But... according to Asha-nim, Cecil loves Asha-nim."
"That might be because I made you? You called me 'mother' at first, right? Normally, parents and children don't put things in holes."
"Is that so...?"
"Yeah."
...Probably? I felt exhausted. Not physically, but mentally. Cecil gazed at me with a gloomy face.
"When Cecil sees Asha-nim, it gets hard... So is Cecil... a bad child after all?"
"Like I said, it's not your fault—it's mine."
"Asha-nim's..."
Cecil murmured blankly, repeating my name. Then, with her ruby eyes glowing red, she looked at me and spoke.
"Asha-nim..."
"Yeah."
"Then... can't you help with the hardness?"
"...What?"
"If getting hard from seeing Asha-nim is Asha-nim's fault, not Cecil's... shouldn't Asha-nim fix her mistake? That's what Cecil thinks."
The table shook with a thud. Cecil's dress was bulging prominently.
"As long as it doesn't go in the hole, it's fine, right? Asha-nim... Ngh... It's hard again."
"Uh... um."
This conversation was veering weirdly. Yeah, the attachment was my fault... but getting erect was a separate issue, right?
"It's not just putting it in holes—even touching it is usually off-limits."
"Is that so?"
"Y-yeah, right?"
"Then... please watch Cecil."
"...Huh?"
"Thinking of Asha-nim watching... makes it really hard. So... please watch Cecil touch it."
With that, Cecil hiked up her dress. That thing of hers—which had been inside me—sprang out in all its ferocious glory. It was already excited, a bead of fluid glistening at the tip.
"O-okay! I'll watch, so put it away for now! Go to the bathroom or something!"
"Really? Cecil is so happy!"
I blurted it out in panic. Did I think it'd go inside me if I didn't? ...Who knows.
Cecil, dress still tented hugely, grabbed my hand and pulled me along. She looked just like a kid thrilled to ride her favorite amusement park attraction. Not that she was excited about me watching her masturbate. In my daze, we ended up in the bathroom together.
Once inside, Cecil lifted her dress again.
"Then please watch! Asha-nim!"
"...Uh, yeah... okay."
She gripped her dress with one hand and fiddled with the throbbing rod with the other. Too embarrassed to look, I met Cecil's eyes instead. She blinked her red eyes, then bit down on her dress hem and used both hands.
Schlick, schlick—the wet sounds echoed in the bathroom. I gave up trying to comprehend this surreal situation. I just... watched Cecil's cute face. Her cute face flushing hotter by the degree. Her face gradually succumbing to pleasure.
Soon, the bathroom filled with a faintly sweet scent. Cecil's eyes started to glaze over. When the dress hem she bit was soaked with fluid—
Spurt! Splurt! Something hit the toilet with a splash. I ignored the sounds, focusing only on her face. After a while, Cecil spat out the dress hem with a refreshed expression and chirped brightly.
"All better! It felt even better with Asha-nim watching!"
"...Good for you."
At least she wasn't asking me to jerk it off. Just think of it as enjoying her cute face.
"Alright... time to work. We slacked off yesterday, so things are backed up—we'll be busy."
"Yes! Asha-nim!"
And so, this became part of our daily routine with Cecil. Every morning, I'd end up eye-to-eye with her. Still embarrassing, heat rising to my face.
...I'd chalk it up to benefits for my unpaid intern. It didn't cost me any money, after all.