Chapter 39
Chapter 39
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 39
Chapter Title: The Morning After
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I opened my eyes. It was bright daylight.
The shock had been so overwhelming that I'd passed out, and I'd only just now regained my senses.
"Father, have you woken up?"
I was lying on top of a sleeping bag with Charlotte. Calling it "together" felt embarrassing.
I'd had no say in it at all—Charlotte had simply taken it upon herself to cling to me like this.
"Get off…!"
I urgently shoved Charlotte away. Memories of yesterday flooded back, and heat rushed to my head.
It wasn't anger.
Shame and a swirl of other negative emotions hammered at my brain. I couldn't just lie there.
"Calm down first."
Charlotte hugged me even tighter. She wrapped her legs around my body.
She pinned me down with sheer force, leaving me unable to budge.
"Aaak…!"
I gritted my teeth and twisted my body. I put everything I had into breaking free from Charlotte. It was almost like thrashing about in desperation.
But it was all for nothing. Charlotte restrained me with a serene expression on her face.
I was the hero who'd slain the Demon King. No one on the continent could stand against me.
I'd become the strongest being in this world, yet my life wasn't some munchkin power fantasy. Against Charlotte and the others like her, I was hopelessly weak.
"Huu, huu…!"
I let out heavy breaths. Charlotte's body scent.
She was a girl. A girl with a sexy body like Olivia's. Sure, it was a bit more toned, but still a woman's.
A natural tranquilizer.
Charlotte's breasts were right in front of my eyes. Her soft flesh filled my entire field of vision.
Without thinking, I buried my face right into them.
"……."
A thicker bodily scent than just a passing whiff seeped deep into my lungs. My mind settled.
Though my lower half grew uncomfortably aroused in the process.
Excitement had won out over shame.
Charlotte called out to me.
"Father, are you feeling better now?"
"…Yeah."
"That's a relief."
Still trapped in her embrace, I asked,
"…When are you going to let me go?"
"I'll let you go after I've enjoyed you a bit more."
Charlotte groped my body freely. Her hands gradually drifted lower.
"…Don't touch me."
"No. When else would I get to touch Father?"
She only called me "Father"—it didn't seem like she actually thought of me that way. Anyone watching what she was doing would feel the same.
Charlotte's hand slipped under my waistband and slid downward. It went into my pants and kneaded my buttocks.
Then it slyly probed deeper.
"…What the hell are you doing!"
"Has the itching subsided a bit?"
"……."
As if she'd only touched there to check, Charlotte brazenly tried to change the subject. I focused and checked the condition of my anus.
…It's fine. Has it really gone down?
No symptoms. Nothing there.
The itching seemed completely gone.
I couldn't be certain. It might come back anytime.
"If you feel the itch again, just let me know anytime. I have plenty of medicine."
As if reading my anxiety, Charlotte spoke up. The "medicine" she meant was undoubtedly her saliva.
Her words didn't sit well with me.
"…I was an idiot for trusting you. I should've just made my own medicine and used that."
"Wouldn't that be unpleasant? Rubbing your own saliva on your ass."
"Even if it was, it'd be better than yours. Better than going through that yesterday…."
Having Charlotte lick my anus was something I'd endured before, so I could handle it. But getting caught in the act by a junior adventurer?
I hadn't even considered that scenario.
How huge was the shock for a former hero like me to actually faint?
It had been dizzying enough to knock me out. An experience I never wanted to repeat.
I shoved Charlotte away.
"…Let's get up."
"Promise you won't get mad about what happened yesterday."
"……."
"If you don't promise, I won't let you go."
"…I promise."
There was no winning against her strength. Even if she was forcing some ridiculous promise on me, I had no choice but to go along for now.
"Huu."
I finally escaped her embrace. My forearms, torso, and lower back all felt the lingering pressure.
It's even more noticeable compared to Olivia.
Her muscles were surprisingly well-balanced. The kind of body no one who slacked on training could ever have.
I took a fresh look at Charlotte. Her bizarre tastes were still beyond my understanding.
But it seemed she hadn't wasted her time even before my regression.
I tidied up the inside of the tent and stepped outside. The adventurers were in the middle of breaking camp.
"Khmm…!"
Berry shot a quick glance my way. Pink hair. I vaguely remembered our eyes meeting.
She was the adventurer who'd entered the tent yesterday.
I strode right up to Berry.
Berry flinched and turned her head away. She avoided my gaze.
"Let's talk for a sec."
"……."
I led Berry to the back of the campsite. She followed behind me like a cow being dragged to the slaughterhouse.
Once we were far from the other adventurers, Berry immediately dropped to her knees before me.
"I-I didn't see anything."
"…Bullshit."
"It's true. In the tent, Dyke getting his ass licked by Charlotte until he came…."
"You saw it all, you bitch."
"Ah."
From Berry's perspective, it must've been an utterly pathetic sight. Unforgettable, no matter how hard she tried.
Berry trembled while stealing glances at me. Anyone would think I was threatening her.
"I won't tell a soul."
"That's a given."
"…I-I'm sorry."
Her reaction was over the top. The Berry from yesterday hadn't been like this.
She's a thief, right? Position-wise.
She was battle-hardened. Her body and heart must've seen countless men pass through.
For a woman like that to freak out over witnessing one sex scene—not that it was really sex?
I looked into Berry's eyes. But she wasn't looking at me; she was glancing behind me.
Someone was approaching through the bushes.
"Father, I warned her ahead of time."
It was Charlotte.
Now I get it.
The reason Berry was so scared was Charlotte. It looked like Charlotte had intimidated her about yesterday.
That's why she was trembling while watching Charlotte's mood.
"…What the hell did you do?"
"We had a serious conversation."
A serious conversation?
"You didn't torture her, right? I believe you didn't."
"Why would I? We really just talked."
Charlotte seemed sincere. She didn't look like she was lying.
Berry nodded vigorously, backing up Charlotte's words.
"Thanks to Charlotte, I learned just how important personal privacy is. I almost invaded it, so I'm the worst kind of scum. I swear I won't do it again."
Seeing her so terrified killed any urge I had to scold her. I sighed and helped Berry to her feet.
"…Forget it."
This was a waste of time. I needed to grab some breakfast and head to the city.
We parted ways with the adventurer party. Berry forcibly dragged away the male adventurers who wanted to travel with us even a little.
"…You didn't do anything bad, right?"
"Yes. Berry overreacted so much that I actually feel wronged."
Charlotte spoke so confidently. With no idea what had happened, I had no choice but to take her word for it.
Whatever. It's in the past.
So what if I came embarrassingly in front of a female adventurer? A guy can cum from getting his ass licked.
"I feel like offing myself."
"…You absolutely must not commit suicide."
"It's just a figure of speech."
"Don't even joke about it."
I had no intention of dying. I planned to live a full, long life.
Charlotte and I headed toward the city. With the itching gone, our pace quickened.
"We should've arrived yesterday at this rate."
It was all because of that damn itch.
"Pass."
There was an inspection at the city gates. Nothing too intense.
Just the bare minimum ID check.
"…Dragon grade?"
I handled my ID with my Dragon-rank adventurer badge. The guard checking its authenticity gave me a puzzled look.
"Hey, you!"
Then another guard came up from behind and smacked the back of his head.
Smack!
"You idiot. That's Dyke! Dyke! What are you even checking?"
"Tommy."
Tommy, a guard at the city of Bertin. I knew his face.
Tommy snatched the badge from the other guard and handed it back to me.
"Sorry about that. Guy's a newbie."
"I get it."
I gave him a wry smile and stored the badge in my subspace.
"No, you could've just called someone you know. Why bother with the badge and wait? Wasting time."
"Didn't know him. Just followed procedure."
Tommy glanced at the passing crowd as he spoke.
"Talk about no sense of privilege. Everyone else tries to skip the inspection somehow."
"No need."
"You're too cool for your own good. Rejected hero treatment too."
"It's been ages since I returned the Holy Sword. What treatment?"
"…Yeah, always been like that. Anyway."
Tommy's gaze shifted to my side.
"Who's this lady…?"
"Hard to say."
Just an acquaintance?
"A companion I met on the way. She says she's an adventurer."
"Ah."
Tommy extended his hand with a friendly smile, like he wanted to shake.
"Name's Tommy."
"Charlotte."
Charlotte responded curtly in place of a handshake.
Tommy's hand hung awkwardly in the air. An uncomfortable silence followed.
Tommy cleared the awkward mood and stepped aside.
"Go on in, Dyke. Feels like I'm holding you up for no reason."
"…Catch you later if I have time."
I passed through the inspection and entered the city. Once inside, I shot Charlotte a glare.
"What was that?"
"No particular reason. I just didn't feel like shaking his hand."
"……."
I really couldn't figure her out.