Chapter 36
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: Saliva Remedy
It's pointless anyway.
Easily obtainable ingredients and saliva. That's all it took to mix them together—
…The itching is subsiding. It works!
I chased out Charlotte and the physician, bared my ass, and thinly spread the medicine I'd just received.
Reaching my arm behind me, around the hole.
If I saw myself like this in a mirror… I'd probably want to die, right?
That urge would seize me. It was that pathetic a posture.
But the effect was certain. The moment I applied the ointment, the itching vanished in no time.
It gave me chills.
"Good. With this, I can head anywhere."
The problem was that the amount the physician made was quite small. From now on, I'd have to use it sparingly, adjusting the dosage.
The recipe itself was simple, but the process was filthy.
I put on my pants and strode out of the inn confidently. Charlotte was waiting in the common room.
She said it was hard for her to bear too.
I approached Charlotte and asked.
"Are you okay? The medicine?"
"I applied it separately. No need to worry, Father."
"I see."
Since Charlotte was the one who'd gone to the physician to get the medicine made. She'd probably gotten treated first.
That made sense.
So she bared her ass in front of that old man?
A wave of disgust surged up. My face twisted.
Seeing my expression, Charlotte burst out laughing with a pfft.
"What are you imagining, Father? You don't think I showed my ass to the physician, do you?"
"…Then how did you make the medicine? He must've asked to see the affected area."
"I just described the symptoms."
Charlotte replied as if it were no big deal.
"No special reaction on the affected area. But an unbearable itching. No pain. That's all I told him, and he gave me the medicine."
"……."
The physician's medicine. Made by chewing easily obtainable ingredients in your mouth.
And smearing that on your ass?
Complicated feelings welled up. Hard to put into words.
It just made me irritated for no reason.
…Feels similar to what happened with Celine.
I didn't even know why I felt this way. I scratched my head roughly and took the lead.
"Let's move for now. Before the itching flares up again."
I didn't expect this to cure it completely. It could come back anytime, anywhere.
We had to travel while we could still move normally.
"Understood, Father."
Charlotte silently followed my lead. As if it were the right thing to do.
The itching recurred exactly one hour later. We hadn't walked far.
An uncomfortable sensation spread from deep in my ass.
I clenched my butt and checked on Charlotte. She seemed fine.
Is she pretending?
The itchy spot wasn't exactly a presentable one. A girl might feel embarrassed.
"Charlotte, let's take a short break."
"…Father. Don't tell me the symptoms are back?"
"You okay?"
"……."
Charlotte fell silent. Her reaction suggested she was uncomfortable too.
She just couldn't bring herself to say it.
"I'll go apply some medicine first."
I checked how much was left and ducked behind a tree.
Use it sparingly.
I might end up foraging for ingredients otherwise. No, it was practically certain.
This isn't enough.
With what I had, we wouldn't make it to the city. I'd go mad from the itching before we arrived.
We needed a solution.
I applied the medicine and returned. Charlotte's expression looked a bit more relaxed too.
She must've applied some while I was gone.
"…While we're moving, let's gather ingredients if we can."
"Understood."
I hurried my steps, recalling the ingredients the physician mentioned.
Walk, rest. That cycle grew shorter and shorter.
The itching kept recurring constantly.
"It's probably because we're using too little."
Charlotte came up with the answer. I'd been thinking the same.
"How much do you have left?"
"All used up."
"……."
We'd nearly used it all. If we didn't stock up in advance, we couldn't move properly. We had to make more now.
"Got the ingredients?"
I'd gathered them bit by bit while moving. So I just needed to chew.
"Father."
"…Yeah?"
"No matter how I think about it, applying what I've chewed myself… it feels a bit off. Gives me the creeps."
"The creeps? Why?"
I blankly stared at the roughly torn, mashed, and mixed ingredients. Pictured the process in my head.
Me chewing these, squeezing out the juice, and smearing it on my own ass.
A sudden chill ran through me. An indescribable sense of disgust.
That must be the revulsion she meant.
Even smearing my own spit on my arm isn't pleasant. On my ass?
And not just any part of the ass. A deep, intimate hole.
Not a good feeling.
"I get it."
"So, how about you make mine, and I make yours?"
"……."
I alternated glances between the ingredients and Charlotte.
"This…?"
Chew it? Squeeze out the saliva for me?
"Applying my own spit feels gross, but if it's yours, Father, I think I can endure it. What do you think?"
"……."
The medicine from Erock Village was made by Charlotte anyway. Strictly speaking, no revulsion there.
Way better than making my own.
Still, pretend to hesitate.
Accepting too readily would seem suspicious. Especially after pushing her away until now.
"Hmm…."
"Father, please."
"Hmmm."
"I planned to approach you slowly anyway. Sorry to break the promise so soon, but this is just physiological revulsion…."
Charlotte lowered her stance. Clung to me pleadingly.
That repulsive, huh?
I wondered.
But it wasn't bad for me. I hated applying my own spit too.
I teased her a bit before accepting.
"Fine, if that's how you want it."
I'm doing this for your sake. I nailed it down.
"Thank you, Father."
"But making it in front of each other feels weird. Let's handle it separately."
"Understood."
I took the ingredients to a corner. Far from Charlotte's view, I hunkered down in a secluded spot.
And chewed the ingredients thoroughly.
"Mm, ngh."
The texture on my tongue tip was nothing special. Like chewing tough weeds.
The moisture and nutrients in the ingredients. Mixing with my saliva.
"Bleh…."
I collected the juice in a vial. It looked thick, almost like pure spit.
"Why's it thicker than what the physician gave?"
Did I mess up?
I blankly stared at the vial before closing it. Made by the physician's method, so it should be fine.
I met back with Charlotte, handing her the vial. Received hers in return.
"Yours is so thin. Why's mine so thick?"
"…I, I don't know."
"Wrong ratios?"
Charlotte's medicine matched the physician's closely. Similar color and texture.
Mine was weird.
"Just test it. I'll go apply it."
"What if something goes wrong?"
"No toxins in the ingredients, right? It'd be weirder if problems arose. It'll be fine."
Charlotte hurried off. Quite comical, the two of us ducking into bushes along the forest path.
I quickly applied mine to my ass. The itching subsided sharply.
Soon Charlotte returned.
"…Your face looks weird. It worked?"
"Yes."
Charlotte's face was flushed red. Worse than before.
Yet she said she was fine.
Nothing I could do but roll with it.
"Let's hurry."
The sun was setting. At this rate, we'd have to camp.
Camping's the worst.
I wasn't doing that hero-era crap again.
"We got lucky."
An adventurer party had set up camp. Bonfire lit, tents pitched.
Just basic frames covered in cloth, but better than nothing in the dim forest path.
Heaven compared to early adventuring days.
The red-haired man spoke. His voice enthusiastic, recalling the earlier event.
"Orcs jumping out of nowhere like that. Thought we were done for."
"Without Berry, it'd have been a wipe."
One male adventurer glanced at Berry.
The woman called Berry chuckled and shook her head, brushing off the stares.
"What's the big deal."
"You've only got one life. Even adventurers treasure it."
Berry was a girl from the city slums. Rocky first meeting, but now indispensable.
"Never imagined your sticky fingers would save us…."
"Praise or insult?"
"Praise. Pure acclaim."
"Sounds like calling me a thieving wench."
"If that's how you hear it, can't help it."
The men eyed Berry slyly. Survived death, libidos bubbling over.
Berry smirked at their gazes.
Usually serviced one per day. Tonight, might be a group thing.
Waist already aching, pussy sore.
"All done. Eat up."
Simple dinner ready. They scooped into bowls amid chatter.
Just as spoons rose.
Ding-.
The trap they set rang out. Footsteps from afar.
They hurriedly grabbed weapons.
"Ah. Everyone, stand down."
Two figures emerged from the darkness.