Growling Mornings and a Teasing Delivery
As always, the morning began with me staring into Cecil's eyes while she growled. The spirited girl diligently rubbed her equally spirited endowment. Her silver hair slightly damp with sweat, her porcelain skin, her ruby eyes gleaming like jewels. Watching her pretty face flushed from it all lifted my mood, but the ferocious sounds coming from right beside me snapped my hazy, sleep-addled mind awake.
Standing next to Cecil, gazing at her face, her glazed eyes met mine as she nuzzled against my body. Was she sniffing me? She rubbed her nose against me with a faint sigh. I stroked her head, and her body shivered as she began to release her tension. We'd grown so accustomed to this stimulation that without it, her climax came too slowly now. If I wanted even a bit of leisure in the morning... there was no choice. Time is money... Time truly was gold to me, so I convinced myself it was the rational decision.
"...Done?"
"Yes... Asha-nim."
Her voice still lingered in the afterglow of release.
"Alright, then let's eat breakfast... and get to work."
"Yes."
With that, I left the bathroom, where a sweet scent hung in the air. Inhaling it made my body heat up just a little. Probably... because those memories kept resurfacing.
With no option for a quickie myself, I washed it down with a glass of milk. While eating breakfast, I skimmed the list of people who'd messaged their intent to buy the virility potion.
...Were these people possessed by money-hungry ghosts or something?
I selected buyers according to my criteria and headed down to the workshop with Cecil. I figured the day would pass like that until evening... but then a signal chimed that we had a visitor.
"...Who could it be?"
"What's wrong, Asha-nim?"
"No one was scheduled for today... Cecil, if someone comes in, call me Sha'a then, okay?"
"Sha'a-nim?"
"Yeah. Only call me Asha when it's just us two."
"A secret just between us?"
Cecil's eyes sparkled.
"...You could say that."
"Understood! Sha'a-nim!"
"Good, your enthusiasm is refreshing. Stay here while I check who it is."
"Yes!"
Leaving Cecil in the workshop, I went out... and there was Claudia. She spotted me and waved with a sly grin.
"Hey, Sha'a."
"...Claudia."
"Not calling me Dia anymore?"
As she spoke, she fiddled with a large pouch that seemed to hold something. Even though she hadn't said anything yet, my mouth twitched involuntarily, and I hurriedly corrected myself.
"...Dia."
"Haha, still the same. Shall we head inside and chat more? You can spare a cup of tea, right?"
"...Of course."
Seeing Claudia's face brought back those memories. She stepped casually over the threshold.
"Lady Astalote isn't home today either?"
"...Uh, yeah."
"I see...?"
Claudia's face took on a suspicious look. I scrambled for an excuse.
"Sh-she went to visit Master's master. So it'll be a while..."
"Ah, got it."
"Yeah."
"But why so tense? I thought for a second you'd buried your master or something."
"...Is that a joke?"
"Not funny?"
"The worst."
"Sorry. Play with my tail to cool off."
"... "
She dangled her musky tail in front of me, and my hand nearly reached out on instinct, but I held back.
"So, what brings you here so suddenly? Our regular meeting isn't for a bit yet, right?"
"You're not seriously asking because you don't know?"
Claudia dangled the pouch, as if questioning if I truly had no idea. I swallowed hard.
"...Is what's in that pouch really from a Minotaur subspecies?"
"Wanna check?"
I nodded, entranced, and reached for it, but Claudia lifted the pouch above her head.
"How about we have that tea first and take a slow look?"
"...I'm busy."
"Oh? Then I'll come back on our regular day."
"I can spare time for tea."
I led the giggling Claudia to the parlor—the one room kept ready for guests.
"Hot or cold?"
"Something cool, if possible."
Claudia plopped onto the sofa and set the pouch on the table. My hands trembled with the urge to rip it open and check, but I restrained myself and fetched the drinks.
"Here."
"Thanks, I'll enjoy it."
Once she sipped from her cup, I opened the pouch. This time, Claudia didn't interfere. Calming my shaking hands, I peered inside.
...It was real.
The large pouch contained horns with a faint blue sheen, tough tendons, and ring-shaped internal organs. I carefully closed it to prevent spoilage. My heart raced—like falling in love.
"...How did you get this?"
"Good luck."
"Honestly... I thought you'd fail and bring a substitute."
This ingredient was essential for the Breast Enlargement Potion, commonly known as the Fengyu Pill. It was so rare I'd planned to abandon it for alternatives... but now that the real thing was here, no need.
Now I just had to sit back and rake in the gold.
"...That happy about it?"
Claudia pouted at me. She wasn't pleased I was ignoring her. Her wolf ears atop her head twitched in discontent.
"Ah, uh, yeah... ahaha... Thinking about what I can make with this got me a bit excited."
"What can you make?"
"Uh... breast enlargement potion?"
Claudia's gaze drifted to my chest. It felt suspiciously lecherous.
"...I'm not taking it myself, you know?"
"Haha, didn't think Sha'a cared about that. Still, yours feel nice to touch."
"Ah... yeah."
"Want to know a way to make them bigger?"
"There's a method?"
First I'd heard of it. Besides the potion? Not just gaining weight or something.
Curious if it could help with the Fengyu Pill, I perked up my ears, and Claudia grinned sweetly, sliding next to me.
"...?"
She beckoned me closer, as if to whisper in my ear. No one around, so why so secretive—
"Eek!?"
"Always such a cute voice."
"Wh-what the hell, groping my chest out of nowhere!?"
"They say if you fondle them... like this, full of affection, they grow naturally."
"Th-that's obvious bullshit. And you could've just told me instead of touching. Get your hand off."
Claudia buried her nose in my nape and sniffed deeply.
"Wasn't that your plan? You've reeked of heat since I arrived."
"I haven't!?"
"Really...?"
Her callused hand slipped under my clothes, gently scraping to expose my nipple. My body, already warmed from morning, accepted it as pleasure. I bit my lip.
"S-stop. I have zero interest."
"Your body's saying otherwise?"
This horny bitch... Claudia finally dug out my nipple and flicked it. My body jolted. A moan escaped my lips.
"S-stop... "
"Why? Lady Astalote's not here, so a quick fun time's perfect, right?"
That Lady Astalote is me! Me! Frustration burned inside at the unspeakable truth.
"...D-do you do this to everyone?"
"Huh? Do what?"
"Drag them in, try to rape them, tease them nonstop!"
"Rape? Harsh words, Sha'a. I even brought your precious ingredient."
"...F-fine, but why're you so desperate to devour me, huh!?"
"Obviously 'cause I like you? Your scent... it's addictive, sweet enough to call it that."
"Just for that...?"
"Not only that. For some reason... I've liked you since first sight. And I don't do this with just anyone—I'm pretty pure, you know."
Pure my ass... Looked like she'd hunted them all down. Only herself left, so she could claim whatever.
"Feels like I just got insulted. Am I wrong?"
"...Must be."
"Yeah?"
"Yes. So get your hand... off... "
"Doesn't seem like it...?"
Claudia licked my neck while rubbing my nipple. My thighs clenched, fists balled. I stifled the leaking moans. This body was too frail and sensitive to resist...
I panted roughly as Claudia's fingers toyed with me mercilessly. Then, footsteps approached. Claudia whispered lowly, wary.
"Sha'a. Someone else here?"
"...Move."
Probably Cecil, worried I hadn't returned. Cecil... coming to save me. Whatever her intent, that's how it felt.
"Could be an intruder. I'll check."
I shook my hazy head.
"It's not."
"Huh? Weird. Another apprentice?"
"...My assistant. I'll introduce you, so... back off now. Keep this up and I'll really end the contract... "
"Shame. Guess today wasn't the day."
Knowing I wouldn't cancel, Claudia smacked her lips but obediently pulled away. The door opened, and Cecil appeared.
She looked... displeased. Pouting like a sulky child, she muttered,
"...Beast smell."
She hadn't seen me, hidden by the sofa. Claudia blinked, then laughed in disbelief.
...The mood was off.