Chapter 25: The Path of Trash (7)
Chapter 25: The Path of Trash (7)
"The aroma is quite nice."
The rich scent of milk tea tickles my nose.
The warm milk tea heats my mouth, my throat, and eventually my stomach, warming my entire body.
This is a medieval fantasy world.
However, the people who designed this world and built the foundations of the game were modern people—programmers and developers.
There was no reason for people like that to do something as foolish as renaming coffee to 'Carpiote' or black tea to 'Assamblasty.'
—Why is there coffee in a medieval fantasy world?
—If you care about that, you lose.
—No, but this makes no sense. Coffee comes from coffee beans…
—Ugh, you're nitpicking about annoying things. Here, have some freebies for a 10-pull and shut up!
—Oink, woof!
After all, The Scion of the Labyrinth City was fundamentally a gacha collection game.
Whether there were stockings or condoms, settings be damned—as long as there were plenty of freebies, everything was fine.
In a gacha game, an aircraft carrier built with ancient technology could suddenly appear in a medieval fantasy setting, and no one would bat an eye.
In that sense, I was truly glad that milk tea existed in this world.
Personally, it was my favorite tea alongside coffee, and it was something I had grown to love under the influence of my former girlfriend.
Ah.
This is good.
Drinking it normally is fine, but doing it while performing acts impossible in reality makes it truly exquisite.
"Young Lord…?"
"What is it, Master?"
"M-Master?"
"Of course. You are my magic teacher. Since I am a Fermaton, I cannot call you 'Professor,' but it is only right for a student to show proper courtesy. Ah, do you need more coffee?"
"A-ah, no. One cup is enough."
"That is a relief, then. So, what is it?"
"…What I want to say is, um… is it really alright to do that while drinking tea?"
"Ah, this?"
Thump.
I lightly thrust my hips forward while lifting the teacup.
"That is why I am holding the saucer with my other hand, is it not?"
I gripped the saucer firmly with one hand and held the handle of the teacup with the other.
Fortunately, Ruji’s physical abilities were decent—perhaps because he was technically one of the companion characters—and I was able to control my movements so that the milk tea didn't spill despite the rough jolting.
"This much isn't even a trick."
Drinking tea with my hands, eating a woman with my lower half.
In the past, I had received a blowjob from a girlfriend who asked me to have sex with her while she played online games—
No, I had seen an adult video like that.
What I was doing now was no different.
"Mph, hngh, haaaah…."
Laura buried her face in the bed, desperately trying to swallow her moans.
Ever since I had sternly warned her not to say a single word, she had been working hard to match the situation, trying not to even let out a whimper.
She probably never imagined that I would place the tea I brought for 'tea time' on her back and drink it.
"The tea smells truly wonderful."
"You have said that twice already."
"That is how excellent the aroma is. Amy. Another cup."
"Ah, yes…."
The maid, Amy, slowly poured milk tea into my empty cup.
"Stop."
Just enough so it wouldn't be full.
No matter how well I held the saucer, it would be impossible to thrust my hips while holding a cup filled to the brim without spilling.
I couldn't let milk tea drip onto Laura’s back.
The image I had to project right now wasn't that of a pervert who smears things on a woman's body to lick them off, but that of a cool man who nonchalantly handles Fermaton business even while burying his cock in a woman.
"Young Lord."
"What is it, Amy?"
"Um, does… Miss Laura not need any tea?"
"Haha, what are you talking about?"
I gestured downward with my eyes.
"Is Laura not drinking hot milk right now?"
"Ah… Yes. It must be hot. Yes…."
Laura was preoccupied with tasting the thick, viscous hot milk produced by Ruji Fermaton.
No matter how many women gathered around to turn her into a spectacle, Laura was actively helping me establish my reputation as trash.
…Surely she doesn't actually have this kind of taste.
I was doing this out of necessity, but was Laura perhaps enjoying it?
"By the way, Master. Starting tomorrow afternoon, you will be reporting here to the Count’s castle. Let me inform you of one important fact."
"What is it?"
"There is a 'Secret Chamber' here that no one is allowed to enter without permission. My own private-room. A room that only Ruji Fermaton and the women Ruji has bedded may enter."
Publicly, it was known as the place where many virgins had shed blood.
"If I am in there during your working hours, I am sorry, but please postpone that day's lecture. Of course, I will pay you for the visit. I ask for your understanding."
"Just what on earth do you do in that Secret Chamber…?"
"Are you curious?"
I placed the teacup on Laura’s back.
I wasn't thrusting violently, so the cup didn't fall, but it was precarious—as if the milk tea would spill the moment Laura’s posture wavered.
"If you are curious, you are welcome to enter. However, at that moment, I will no longer think of you as my Master."
It was a warning not to enter, and at the same time, a declaration that only one fate awaited her the moment she did.
"Rest assured. The only ones allowed in there are my pets. Just like this lewd rabbit here."
Splurt.
I poured a stream of hot milk into Laura’s lower mouth.
"Hnguuuuh…."
Laura’s upper body collapsed, and I lifted the teacup to hand it to Amy.
"Even though your master gave you hot milk like that, you couldn't even catch it all with your mouth. Who told you to be so messy? Can't your lower mouth even handle something like this properly?"
"N-no, that's not…!"
"Who told you to open your mouth?"
Slap!
I lightly struck Laura’s buttocks.
"Who gave you permission to speak?"
"Ngh, ugh…."
A vivid red handprint remained on her backside, and Laura’s rabbit-like eyes brimmed with tears.
'Was that too much?'
I could be even harsher.
To Laura, at least.
But when others are watching, I can't help but show a bit of restraint.
How could I swing my hand recklessly while Astarotte was watching?
Or so I thought.
'She didn't become a succubus for nothing.'
Astarotte didn't leave even though I was having sex.
She feared and hated the Succubus Transformation Curse, but it seemed sex was a different story.
'A good start.'
One is a female knight willing to be treated like a whore in front of others to achieve her goal.
The other is a female mage who claims she doesn't want to become a succubus but possesses curiosity and interest in sex.
'A three-person party is the standard for any start.'
In the tutorial, three people conquered the first floor of the Infinite Labyrinth.
Since I have the protagonist, Laura, I just need others by my side.
Ruji Fermaton’s alter ego.
And if not Astarotte, then someone else.
Since Astarotte is currently the magic advisor, if someone else were suitable…
"Excuse me, Young Lord. Um… Countess Zenith has arrived."
"Mother?"
"Yes. What should I do?"
"Tell her to come in."
In moments like this, one must not hesitate.
After finishing my creampie inside Laura, I continued to rock my hips back and forth, only turning my head.
"Mother. What brings you here?"
"W-what in the…!"
Zenith pointed a finger at me, her face turning as crimson as her dress.
"Having sex while you have a guest over? What is the meaning of this!"
Ah, yes. This is the reaction.
When doing trashy things, someone logically has to say something, right?
"Sex? This isn't sex."
But Ruji wasn't the type of person to say, 'Yes, I'm sorry' here.
"Sex is an exchange of emotions between people who love each other. This… yes. You could call it a mating act for the sake of procreation."
It was a phrasing that degraded himself to something less than a beast, but there was no better way to convince Zenith more effectively.
'I can't back down now.'
If I lose this logical battle, I won't be able to have sex outside the Secret Chamber in the future.
Every time I have sex, Zenith will come and throw a fit, which would be a huge hindrance to building my 'Lewd Trash Ruji' image.
A man who does it even when his mother tells him not to.
That’s what a scoundrel is.
"I am currently trying to continue the Fermaton bloodline. Look at the evidence. The Fermaton seed flowing from this woman’s depths."
"Y-you… don't tell me… you came inside her?! You did a creampie right in front of everyone…?"
"Of course."
Ejaculating outside is unthinkable, unless it's a bukkake.
"What if she gets pregnant…!"
"Then she gets pregnant."
It didn't matter if she got pregnant.
While she was pregnant, I could just find other companions and attempt to conquer the labyrinth.
"Did I not tell you? I must ensure the Fermaton bloodline continues. I must work hard to fill her and get her pregnant."
"Do you… do you really intend to get that woman pregnant…?"
"Yes."
While Zenith and I were talking, Laura’s pussy tightened even harder.
Whether she was flustered by my words about getting her pregnant, or perhaps excited.
"More importantly, let me introduce you. This is Astarotte. A mage from the Magic Tower, and the Master who will be teaching me magic starting tomorrow."
"A magic teacher…."
Clench.
Zenith balled her fists.
She was clearly showing hostility toward Astarotte.
Don't tell me.
Is she going to complain about why I'm not learning from her?
Is she going to argue that I'm wasting money when I could learn from her for free?
"Ruji Fermaton, you…!"
"Phew. Honestly."
I pulled my cock out of Laura.
Then, I boldly turned my body around.
"So, what is it you want to say?"
"……."
Zenith’s gaze was directed downward.
She was staring directly at my cock—not just any cock, but one glistening with vaginal fluids and smeared with semen.
"What did you come here to say?"
I crossed my arms confidently.
My robe was open, exposing everything, and my cock was out for all to see, but I remained dignified.
"Is there a show? If you want to watch, stay quiet. Otherwise, say what you came to say. Or, you could have some tea and talk, like Master Astarotte."
"…You drink tea while thrusting into a woman?"
"Yes. Why not?"
I’ve already had a meal while receiving a blowjob.
"Ruji Fermaton is just acting like a 'Fermaton.' Is there a problem?"
I am trash.
"Sigh. If you keep staring and interrupting my fucking, I’ll start acting like a true Fermaton. As the legitimate heir to the County of Fermaton. Do not interfere with where I fuck or who I fuck."
I walked over to Laura, sat down, and pulled her into a face-to-face sitting position, embracing her tightly.
"Listen well, Mother."
Then, I made a declaration toward Zenith, and toward everyone in the room.
"If you interfere with my fucking one more time, I will strip you on the spot and ravish you. Be careful."
From this moment on, the dictatorship begins.
Those who oppose me.
The men shall be killed, and the women shall be violated.
Verily.
The era of the Rape Dictatorship has begun.