Chapter 53
Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 53
Chapter Title: The Itch Begins
"I told you, my fangs are bared because food's here!"
I fitted the chastity belt on myself. It was exactly the right size for my cock, so there was no pain or discomfort.
As long as I didn't get an erection, it seemed like it'd be fine.
'Feels pretty awkward, though.'
The cold, metallic touch wrapping around my cock felt utterly foreign. The chill and hefty weight made it feel distant, like it wasn't even mine.
"Dyke. It's for a week. No begging me to take it off before then."
Olivia snatched the key from my hand. Her movement was so quick, I couldn't even track it with my eyes.
I'm a hero, for crying out loud. But against these girls, I couldn't muster my full strength.
Was it the heroines' blood interfering, or the blood of the guys who stole them from me? I had no idea.
"By the way, what was that stuff you smeared on earlier?"
I awkwardly covered my crotch as I asked. Before locking on the chastity belt, Olivia had slathered some kind of ointment on my cock, and I was curious what it was.
Olivia refused to tell me. She just flashed a lewd smile and brushed it off.
"You'll find out soon enough."
She was right. I learned what it was without her even explaining.
"Want me to wash you?"
"...N-no, I'm good! Everyone out!"
This was the men's bath. I'd come in to clean up.
"Aww, come on. I'll help you wash."
Olivia cooed at me in that sultry whine of hers. She sidled up close, rubbing her breasts against me.
It was a rare coquettish side of Olivia I didn't see often.
For a split second, my heart raced. Blood rushed southward.
"Ack!"
My cock tried to get hard. It reacted the instant it touched her.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
Olivia peered down at me and asked. Her teasing tone made it clear she'd done it on purpose.
"Of course...!"
The chastity belt made my cock ache. It felt like squeezing into clothes two sizes too small.
So uncomfortable. I wanted to unlock it right then and there.
But I couldn't. Physically, Olivia had the key. Mentally, I was driven by my desire to enlarge my cock.
"Get out...!"
In the end, there was only one solution. Put distance between me and Olivia or the other Unit-1 girls.
If I stayed away from them, I wouldn't get hard. I'd been impotent from the start, after all.
It was the Unit-1s making my cock stiffen.
I'd granted their wish. They had no more business with me now.
"I'll wash alone."
I caught my breath and pushed Olivia away. She backed off with a playful huff.
"If you need help, just say so. If you want, I'll unlock the chastity belt anytime."
Olivia left the bathhouse. Charlotte and Nine followed behind her.
I was alone in the bathhouse now.
I ignored the strange tingling around my crotch as best I could and washed up.
No Unit-1s in sight. My cock returned to peace. The pressure from the chastity belt faded quickly.
I headed back to the inn feeling refreshed.
The inn had customers. A typical scene.
The only change from before was that kids besides Lisa were helping serve now.
They carried plates of food with their tiny hands. Precarious, like they might drop them, but they made it to the tables safely.
The men's gazes on the kids were off. As if to remind me this was an NTR game world, one guy blatantly leered at Lisa.
"Sigh."
Guys like that weren't rare. Running an inn, you ran into them constantly.
In a normal world, there'd be plenty of good folks too. But here, it felt like there were more bad adults.
Just in case they tried anything. Better to nip it in the bud.
That was my role at the Cradle of Abundance Inn.
The method was simple. A light sprinkle of killing intent.
As a former hero who'd reached level 99, my killing intent was potent enough to give most people a heart attack.
"...Guh!"
No way they'd plot anything now. Survival instinct trumped lust.
No one would do that shit unless they were ready to die. That wouldn't be human.
'Unless death was certain.'
They say in inescapable death scenarios, at the very end, reproductive drive overrides survival instinct. They'd give up their lives to spread their seed.
An hour into working with the alien sensation of the chastity belt. Exactly one hour later, my crotch started to itch.
"Ah."
A familiar itchiness crept in. Like lightning striking my brain.
'She said I'd find out soon...'
Now I knew what Olivia meant. I rushed off to find her.
Olivia was in the village square, gathered with a few folks, teaching them magic.
"What's up, Dyke?"
As I approached Olivia, all eyes turned to me. Reproachful stares, like Why barge in and ruin the flow?
Unlike them, Olivia calmly addressed me.
"Getting hard to hold back?"
"...What do I do about this?"
I knew the power of this itch all too well. I'd felt it deep in my bones before.
A week like this? Impossible.
'Beating the Demon King would've been easier.'
On the journey with Charlotte. After the itch hit my ass, I thought I'd go mad. The idea of enduring it again...
My mind was already fogging up. No way I wanted that.
"It's only been an hour."
Olivia said it like it was no big deal. A hint of callousness, since it wasn't her problem.
"Just endure it. It's just an itch."
"Hey!"
"Shh, don't yell. There are elders here."
Olivia glanced over. Elderly folks sat clustered together.
Were they really there for Olivia's magic lecture out of need?
No. They were just bored old timers come to gawk at some novelty.
Killing time in their twilight years.
'The ones with zero manners usually...'
I wasn't sure if they meant it, but Charlotte and Nine insisted on calling me Dad or Daddy. Olivia just called me Dyke.
And now she was telling me to be quiet in front of elders?
It was absurd. I had plenty to say, but with village elders watching, I held my tongue.
Olivia whispered.
"I'll wrap up quick and come. Wait for me at the inn?"
She casually draped an arm around my shoulder, patted me, and shooed me from the square. I had no choice but to turn and go.
Couldn't discuss my cock itching in front of villagers.
Back at the inn. Nine approached me like she'd been waiting.
"Daddy, is your dick okay?"
"......"
Nine. Inherited Alicia's blood, an excellent priestess.
I hadn't tested her holy spells' power directly.
But judging by Olivia and Charlotte's ilk, she was probably beyond even Alicia.
'At least she's a good girl.'
Compared to overbearing Olivia tormenting me or Charlotte secretly drugging me without a word, Nine was almost too sweet.
Alicia's lineage shone through.
'Though that Alicia betrayed me in the end...'
It was fate. I felt resentment and pity for Alicia in equal measure.
"No, it's uncomfortable."
I answered Nine. Far from okay. How could it be?
"You saw it."
"Sorry. Couldn't stop Olivia when she was dead set on it."
Nine had been there when Olivia applied the aphrodisiac. Probably knew the full plan.
Yet she hadn't intervened.
"Olivia's been the boss since we were kids."
"......"
Nine glanced at the Unit-2s. Faint hierarchy forming among them already.
Less than a day since arriving at the inn.
Olivia Unit-2 had overpowered Charlotte Unit-2 with sheer ferocity. Her killer instinct won out.
Lisa, three years older, was a non-issue. In crude terms, already devoured.
"Want me to make it comfortable?"
"...Comfortable?"
"You're suffering from the itch right now. I can help."
Nine whispered seductively. I didn't fully trust her, but worth hearing out.
"How exactly...?"
"A way to soothe the aphrodisiac's effects. You know it, right? You've experienced it before."
"......"
Right. There was that method.
'Doesn't have to be Charlotte's saliva.'
Anyone licking my cock would do. Though the chastity belt would make it hurt like hell.
"Daddy. You haven't forgotten my class, have I? I'm a priestess."
"......"
Alleviate the pain while treating the aphrodisiac. Nine offered to help with that.
Not a bad deal.
"...Mind if I ask a favor?"
Of course, I wouldn't trust completely. With Charlotte Unit-1 precedent, I'd stay suspicious to the end.
"Yes! I'll help you!"
Nine beamed. Her red eyes sparkled.
'True ancestor's bloodline...'
The trait stood out so vividly, it gave me chills.