Chapter 39: The Guard Who Cares for His Junior (17)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 39: The Guard Who Cares for His Junior (17)
Thud, thud, thud.
The sound of knocking on the door woke me up. Maybe it was because I’d had too much sex yesterday, but my body felt heavy, as if I were suffering from sleep paralysis.
"Mmm... I love you, Sma..."
It turned out I felt heavy because Mehya was lying on top of me. Her lips were twitching as if she were dreaming of giving a blowjob. To think she’s practicing even in her sleep. She really has the makings of a top-tier meat toilet.
Thud, thud, thud, thud!
"Guards! Are you coming down for breakfast?!"
I heard the innkeeper’s daughter’s voice from outside. Does she usually wake up guests just to feed them breakfast? Normally, wouldn't you just knock a few times and leave if there’s no answer?
I was hungry, but I wasn't really in the mood to eat. I’d rather spend that time ravishing Mehya once more. Still, since she was being so persistent, I decided to check the menu.
"What’s the menu?!"
"Scrambled eggs made with fresh-laid eggs and pork neck steaks!"
I can't say no to eggs and meat. I’d been craving meat lately anyway. Since Iruna came from a poor rural background, she didn't cook meat dishes very often.
I told her to buy plenty without worrying about the price, but she said she was scared of spending too much money and only brought back vegetables, greens, and eggs. Her cooking was delicious, so I ate it without complaint, but a man needs his meat.
"We’re definitely eating! But give me a double portion of steak!"
"Yes! I’ll have it ready as soon as you come down!"
The creaking of floorboards signaled the daughter’s departure. If I wanted breakfast, I had to wash up and get down there quickly. I pushed away Mehya’s head, which was currently licking my chest.
"Wake up, Senior."
"Mmm... five more minutes..."
"We have to eat breakfast and go to work. Are you skipping today?"
"I did the patrol yesterday, so today is my day off... Oh, right!"
Mehya shouted and bolted upright.
"Whoa..."
Thanks to that, a pair of D-cup breasts appeared right before my eyes. Her breasts, bruised a faint purple, were covered in the hickeys I’d left throughout the night.
"Goo-goo ga-ga. I’m your baby junior. Feed me."
"What are you... ah!"
When I took the fruit at the center of her breast into my mouth, Mehya let out a moan. After a moment of fluster, she lifted her breast to make it easier for me to suck.
"You’re energetic this morning. Is it tasty?"
"Yes. When do you think breast milk will start coming out of here?"
"Since you were injected with so much sperm yesterday, it might start coming out soon."
Mehya looked down at me like a mother breastfeeding her child. They say every woman possesses maternal instincts, and I guess that’s true. Iruna used to give me a similar look whenever she offered her breasts.
"Right. This isn't the time for this. The employee here told us to come down for breakfast."
"Then let's wash up quickly—oh, right!"
Mehya clutched her head as if in pain.
"What’s wrong?"
"I came straight back yesterday without reporting in..."
"What?"
"You’re supposed to report the patrol results. Ugh... what should I do?"
"When we saw you yesterday evening, you were with your partner. Wouldn't he have covered for you?"
"I hope so... but I don't know. If he did, I’ll be too embarrassed to show my face. I should go find him, see what happened, and apologize."
I don't have a hobby of comforting depressed women. I decided to let Mehya sort out her own thoughts.
"I’m going to go wash up. Actually, the food will get cold if we’re late, so why don't we wash together?"
The innkeeper’s daughter said she’d prepare it once we came down, but Mehya didn't know that. I just wanted an excuse to touch the body I’d enjoyed so much yesterday under the guise of washing her.
"Yeah. The warm water might make me feel a bit better."
We went into the bathroom and washed each other’s bodies. Since I didn't know exactly what time it was, we didn't go as far as having sex.
The inn staff knew I was a guard, so they probably woke us at a reasonable hour, but you never know. Rena would be waiting, and I couldn't be late.
Once I’d donned my uniform and taken a seat, the innkeeper’s daughter... well, I couldn't keep calling her that. Tiarushi, a heroine from the eroge Dungeon City Fantasia, came running over instantly.
"Please wait just a moment! The food is coming right out! Mom!!"
Tiarushi shouted energetically and disappeared into the kitchen. An old man sitting two tables over wiped his eyes.
"Tiarushi has grown up so much..."
Watching him pretend to be moved was disgusting. I didn't remember his face because he was a male character, but with his bald head, white eyebrows, and a white beard reaching down to his neck, he was the quintessential old man NPC from a RPG Maker eroge.
In Dungeon City Fantasia, if the protagonist failed to bring the Mint, this old man would find it somewhere and use it to fuck Tiarushi. If you're that old, just hurry up and die gracefully. Why would you want to fuck a girl young enough to be your granddaughter?
Hmm... actually, I’d probably want to do the same when I get old. I take back what I just said. Just die anyway.
"Breakfast is served! Scrambled eggs made with fresh eggs and our inn’s specialty, pork neck steak! And as the guard requested, two pieces!"
The dish placed before me looked mouth-watering at a glance. The steak served to Mehya was large enough to fill half the plate, but mine was massive, taking up almost the entire thing.
And it wasn't just one piece—there were two!
"Why are you getting special treatment? Did you do it with this girl too?"
Mehya, piqued by the discrimination, asked bluntly. Tiarushi, who was busy setting the table, turned bright red.
"W-what are you saying, Guard?"
"I heard her father is ill. I can't heal him, but I promised to find some medicinal herbs to ease his symptoms."
"Aha. I guess you deserve special treatment then."
Mehya quietly began her meal. She had been ravenous when eating soup at my place, but now she was cutting her meat with refined grace.
"U-um, Guard, about that..."
"Don't worry. I always keep my word."
"Yes! Thank you!"
Tiarushi scurried away. Now, time for breakfast. The pork neck steak was bursting with juice and paired perfectly with the sauce drizzled over it; the taste was ecstatic. If this were a cooking manga, the word "Heavenly" would have definitely appeared in a speech bubble.
After finishing one steak and starting to feel full, I was cutting the second one in half to share with Mehya when two glasses of bubbling carbonated drinks appeared.
"We didn't order these."
"It’s on the house."
Izumi, Tiarushi’s mother, gave a playful wink. She had looks that made it hard to believe she was a mother, with a wink that carried the distinct allure of a married woman.
"Thank you."
"Enjoy your meal."
Izumi swayed her aggressive backside as she returned to the kitchen. Looking at those hips that made me want to strip her and start spanking, I had a thought.
Why was the daughter’s name Western while the mother’s was Japanese? This had been a long-standing debate on Namu Live, the gathering place for coomers. For the record, my opinion had been: "The creator of Dungeon City Fantasia probably had a mother named Izumi. She’s not even a romanceable heroine anyway."
But this was reality, so I could fuck her whenever I wanted. Her value might be lower since she wasn't a virgin, but laying her down next to Tiarushi for a mother-daughter sandwich sounded delicious.
"That was a great meal. I’ll pay."
"Wait, I’ll pay for it."
I was about to pay for the room and breakfast after finishing, but Mehya stopped me. She then naturally pulled some copper coins from her pocket.
There was no reason to stop her if she wanted to spend her own money. It was a pittance compared to my earnings, but you have to save to live well.
"How much?"
"20 copper coins."
"That’s cheaper than I thought. Did you give us a discount?"
Other guests who had come down for a late breakfast pricked up their ears. Izumi handled it skillfully.
"Our room rates and meal prices are already set so low that we’d go bankrupt if we discounted them further. We’re practically running at a loss here."
"I see. Anyway, thanks for the breakfast. I’ll stop by for a meal often."
"Me too. See you again."
As we said our goodbyes and headed out, I heard Tiarushi’s shout from behind us.
"Please come again! Definitely! You have to!!"
Suddenly, I felt like eating chicken. I’d have to tell Iruna when she came by while I was working today.
Mehya and I walked slowly, matching our strides. Last night’s sex had been so intense that it was hard to walk fast. I was only holding up thanks to the Virility Enhancers. Otherwise, I might have needed a cane.
Mehya was waddling slightly, as if advertising that she’d lost her virginity yesterday. I didn't rush her.
The sun wasn't fully up yet, so we could still make it to work on time even at a slow pace. Tiarushi had woken us up at the perfect time. Mehya seemed to be thinking the same thing as she looked up at the sky.
"The sunlight feels especially warm today. It’s the same street I see every day, but the colors seem more vivid, and the breeze feels so refreshing."
Stop it, woman. You’re making my skin crawl.
Lacking the ability to read minds, Mehya continued her sappy rambling.
"I think it’s because I’m with you. Can I walk with you when you finish work today?"
"Our shifts end around the same time... Ah, you said you were staying at my place. Then come by when you're done."
"Okay."
Mehya spoke shyly and tentatively took my hand. I needed something to hold onto because of the cringe, so this worked out well. When I naturally interlaced our fingers, Mehya made a bashful confession.
"I love you..."
"Me too."
I love her mouth, her breasts, and her pussy—all of which don't break no matter how roughly I treat them. I love her devoted mindset, her firm body, and her lovely behavior.
Damn. Once I started listing them, the reasons were endless. Just because we spent one night together, this eroge character was starting to feel like a real human being.
The bond formed through sex is a scary thing. Until now, I’d only given my affection to Iruna, but Mehya had now joined the ranks of people precious to me.
"...I have to take a different path from here."
"Then I guess this is where we part. See you later."
"Yeah..."
Mehya hesitated as if she wanted to say something else. We’d already had sex; what was there to be embarrassed about? She should just speak up boldly.
I stepped toward Mehya first and kissed her. She closed her eyes tight and indulged in my tongue.
"Hehe. Bye. See you later."
"Get some good sleep and recover. I’m not letting you sleep tonight either."
"I know..."
After parting with Mehya, I thought about it again. If I kept forming relationships, Tanya, Elizabeth, Rena, and Serika would all become precious to me too. As the number of people I cared about grew, I’d start viewing this world as reality rather than just an eroge.
"Senior! Good morning!!"
Rena, having spotted me, waved her hand vigorously. Her complexion had brightened considerably after we spent yesterday evening together. She radiated a brilliant vitality, like a wild rose blooming by the roadside.
Enough with the sentimental thoughts. Things will work out somehow.
"Yeah. Let's work hard today."
"Yes, sir!!"
Rena, following me like a puppy, began sniffing the air. She leaned in as if she were going to bury her nose in my collar, then tilted her head in confusion.
"Senior...? Your scent has changed...?"
Goosebumps erupted all over my body. She noticed I’d stayed out just like that?
"Ah. My girlfriend made me a meat dish this morning. The smell must have rubbed off on my clothes."
"Oh! No wonder. I thought I smelled something delicious!"
Watching Rena smile brightly as if nothing were wrong, a sense of alarm flared within me. Surely, it couldn't be. There was no yandere setting for her in the original game. I was probably just overreacting because I’d overexerted myself yesterday.
But if my intuition was right... I’d have to train her thoroughly. She has the makings of a knight, so she’ll be sturdier than Mehya. Breaking a female knight who wouldn't even surrender to orcs... that sounds like fun.
Just imagining it made my crotch feel tight.