Chapter 84: The Guard and the Inn (3)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 84: The Guard and the Inn (3)
Serika could not comprehend the current situation. It had certainly been an enjoyable drinking session. It was all the more pleasant because she was sharing the moment with her two most cherished juniors.
Though it ended sooner than expected because her companions got drunk quickly, she was somewhat satisfied that she hadn't shown them her own intoxicated side.
‘I’ve already shown Sma plenty of my embarrassing side, anyway.’
Sma. He was a truly peculiar man. In truth, they weren't destined to become this close. She had only visited him on his first day of duty because she wanted to get a look at the man who had supposedly taken the top spot at the training camp.
To be honest, her first impression of him hadn't been great. Even while she was explaining the duty regulations, he had only pretended to listen while his mind wandered elsewhere. When she pressured him a little, he shouted that he would do his job properly, but she hadn't expected much.
The rookies coming in lately—especially the men—mostly had a few screws loose. There had been several incidents where guards used their authority to rape female hunters, or cases where they arrested a criminal only to "enjoy" them in a secluded spot before bringing them in.
Despite this, the guard was a profession that rarely faced severe punishment. Even if it was rape, the penalty was usually just a few months of pay cuts or, at worst, a suspension. Criminals didn't have the protection of the law, and if a guard claimed they killed one because they resisted, no one could really say anything.
If anything, they’d just hear things from their male seniors like, "So you finally popped your cherry with a criminal, huh?" It was a scene Serika had witnessed countless times as she rose from the bottom ranks to Guard Captain.
But Sma was different. She had heard he beat down a few hunters and assumed he was just like the rest, but Iruna’s attitude—and the testimonies the hunters spilled in the interrogation room—convinced her he was a decent man.
He was a type she hadn't seen since Mehya, and considering he was male, he was an even more commendable fellow, which piqued her interest. The fact that he treated her without reserve and shared the same hobbies was also a plus.
‘Though he treats me a bit too casually.’
Where on earth did his respect for his captain go? Of course, she had shown him her drunken side during their first drink together, but teasing her by calling her "cute" was a bit much, wasn't it?
She wasn't cute at all. When she lived as the eldest daughter of her house, she had been told she was beautiful or responsible. When she joined the guards, she heard she was pretty or cool. As she was promoted, she even received a few confessions telling her she was gallant or someone they wanted to lean on.
But being complimented as "cute" was a first since her parents told her so when she was a child.
Honestly, she had felt good from the moment she first heard it. That compliment played a part in why she became close to Sma. If possible, it was something she wanted to keep hearing.
Serika had been thinking about it ever since Sma went out to get a separate room. What part of her was cute?
"Mehya. Am I cute?"
Serika asked and then immediately regretted it. To ask such a question to a junior who used to rely on her but had joined in on the teasing ever since Sma arrived?
"Wa... water..."
Fortunately, Mehya was so preoccupied with the water that no embarrassing answer came back. Rena seemed to be out of it and hadn't heard either.
‘It’s all because of the alcohol.’
She thought she was sober, but she wasn't. If Sma had been here, he wouldn't have let this slide. Since he was so intent on teasing her, he would have made her the butt of his jokes for at least a few days.
Since she was already in the bathroom, she decided to wash up. As the warm water hit her, she thought, It’s a good thing Sma didn't hear. I wonder if he got the room next door. Since he wasn't very drunk, he might have just gone home.
‘No. Why am I only thinking about Sma?’
At this rate, she would seem like a woman pining for a man she liked. Serika forced herself to think of something else.
Her older brother, who had become a Count, mentioned that the movements of the Stejaishi Kingdom were suspicious. He said the princes and princesses also seemed to be preparing for war. Though the clues weren't clear yet, she could feel the omens of conflict.
If so, Stejaishi spies must have infiltrated the capital. Was their elite intelligence organization called the Ninja? As a member of the guards, she would have to search for any ninjas.
Since Sma had been promoted, he would be mobilized for the search operation as well. Would Sma be able to defeat a ninja? If he moved with Mehya, she wouldn't worry, but what if he was paired with someone like Gorubau, who looked flashy but had mediocre combat skills?
He was a decent guy, so she wanted to see him around for as long as possible.
‘This isn't love.’
She was just worried because he was the one who allowed her to grow crops to her heart's content in the flowerbed. If something happened to Sma, she wouldn't be able to use the flowerbed anymore.
"Haahhh..."
"Haa, haaaah..."
Through the sound of the water filling the bathroom, she heard the moans of women. This inn was good in every other way, but the soundproofing was terrible.
She tried to ignore it and think of other things. As the top graduate of the guard training, Sma had a well-balanced body, and he possessed a mental strength strong enough to survive hearing a Mandrake’s scream.
However, as a rookie, he wouldn't be that strong yet. Since he said he had never entered a dungeon, his level would be zero. What if he ran into a ninja while walking the streets?
‘It can't be helped. Since I can't enter a dungeon with him, I'll just have to find him a master.’
Or she could personally instruct him when their days off overlapped. It would surely be fun. How happy would they be to have a meal together after working up a sweat?
‘No, no!’
To have such improper thoughts about a man who already had a girlfriend. Iruna was truly kind, pretty, and her breasts were large...
‘Compared to her, my breasts are...’
They were larger than average, but smaller than Mehya’s. Did Sma prefer women with large breasts? She had certainly heard that men liked big tits.
"Hngh. Hngh!!"
"Haaahhh!!"
Ugh. Why was the soundproofing in this inn so bad? It was vulgar. She couldn't understand why they were moaning so lewdly. Was sex really that pleasurable?
Having lived a life where she intentionally avoided contact with men, let alone dating them, she had no idea. There were a few colleagues and seniors who had confessed to her, but she had cut ties with them entirely because they were the type to do "those things" with hunters or criminals.
Because of that, she had no close male friends, and though she felt pressure from her family about when she would marry, she didn't regret it. She liked things just the way they were now. But if she were to date, with Sma...
‘What on earth am I thinking!! Why do I keep linking myself with Sma? I can't. Sma has a girlfriend.’
But it wouldn't last forever, would it? Men and women burn with passion and then break up, don't they? Even in the popular romance novels these days, it said that if you treat a man kindly right after he breaks up, you can capture his heart.
Suppose she did date Sma. Then they would wake up together, he would tell her she was cute, they would tend the flowerbed together, together...
"Ah-haaaah!!"
"You're a fool... who can only think... about cock..."
She couldn't think straight at all like this. Sighing, Serika roughly dried herself off. She couldn't stay in this environment. She would just ask the landlady if Sma had taken another room and then go home.
As Serika came out to put on her clothes, she noticed something strange. The sounds were coming from too close. It didn't sound like it was coming through the walls, but rather from outside the door separating the bathroom passage and the room.
It couldn't be. Only Mehya and Rena were in this room. Sma had left. What if rapists had broken in to violate them while they were drunk?
Serika quickly threw on her clothes and threw open the door. There, she saw three people intertwined, naked. Rena was licking the pussy of the woman on top of her. Mehya’s firm buttocks were on display.
"That's right. I'm going to fuck Rena now, so Mehya, you take a little break."
And then, Sma’s voice. He was hidden behind the two women, so she couldn't see his lower half, but looking at his upper body covered in red marks, his arms holding Mehya’s face, and his aroused expression, it was obvious what they were doing.
Sex. They were having sex. And with three people. Even though they weren't in a relationship.
It was such an immoral act. What would Iruna, who was waiting for Sma at home, say if she knew? How sad would that sweet young lady be?
Mehya and Rena were wicked too. How could they do such a thing? Weren't they ashamed to be doing it with another woman present?
She wanted to say something, but she couldn't. The lewd scent filling the room muddled Serika’s reason. The expression on Sma’s face, one she had never seen before, made her body feel strange.
‘He makes expressions like that too...’
Without realizing it, Serika began to undo her clothes. Then she touched her breasts. It wasn't enough. Compared to those three, who were so lost in sex they didn't even notice her, her actions felt like child's play.
‘I shouldn't be doing this while looking at my juniors.’
She reproached herself, but her hand wouldn't stop. She began to pleasure her pussy.
How good must it be for the usually energetic Rena to be chanting "cock"? How could Mehya, who usually looked at men like they were insects, move so vulgarly?
Her thoughts, which should have been logical, were fragmented by the alcohol. If she were in that position, would she be screaming for cock and moaning like Rena?
Her finger, pleasuring her pussy, touched her hymen. Just imagining Sma touching her there gave her a sensation she had never experienced while masturbating before. Her nipples tingled, and her head went blank.
At that moment, her eyes met Sma’s.
"The Captain was watching."
"Huh?"
"Didn't the Captain leave?"
Startled, Mehya and Rena turned their gaze toward her. But all of Serika’s attention was focused on Sma.
Because he had stood up from the bed, his body was clearly visible. Her needlessly excellent vision recognized his cock with perfect clarity.
It was so different from the male genitalia described in novels. It was glistening with various fluids, and the bulging veins looked like evidence of training seen in muscles.
And it was incredibly large. It looked thicker than her own wrist. The male organ, which she was seeing for the first time in her life, was approaching her.
"Captain. Aren't you staring at my cock a bit too much?"
"Wh-what?! No! I certainly wasn't thinking it was large or thick! I was only looking to scold you! How can you have such an immoral relationship when you have a girlfriend!"
"It's okay. Iruna knows."
"Wha... what..."
She knew? Why? How? There was no time to think. Sma had arrived right in front of her.
"Well, since I've been caught, I guess there's no choice. I can't just ignore the Captain when she's made herself this soaking wet."
"What do you mean, wet?"
"You really aren't honest. You're just so cute, Captain."
Sma touched her breast. She could have resisted if she wanted to. She could have easily suppressed and brought a rookie guard to his knees.
But she couldn't. It was because she was expectant. It was because he had called her cute again. No, it was because of the alcohol. She was drunk, and her body had no strength.
"Hngh-ah?!"
As his hand touched her breast, she let out a cry despite herself. This was a first. The hand of a man, felt for the first time in her life, was so firm and warm that her heart pounded.
"It's your fault, Captain. For being so cute."
The mid-low tone of his voice, heard from so close, was enchanting. Was this what an incubus’s whisper felt like? It was a voice that made her lose her will to resist.
"Usually, I held back out of consideration for you. Even though you're cute and lovely, I just teased you because I wanted to keep spending time with you, but I can't help it if you're like this."
"Hah..."
Sma touched her pussy. It was so different from when Serika touched herself. It was a touch that turned her—who thought she didn't need men, who had sworn to never marry and remain faithful to her duties as a guard—into a mere woman.
"Since you're this wet, there's no need for anything else. I'm coming in."
Sma’s cock pushed between her thighs. Serika could no longer think of anything. Other women? None of that mattered.
There was only the man she loved. Serika pulled Sma into an embrace.