Chapter 93: The Guard and the Inn (12)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 93: The Guard and the Inn (12)
Izumi’s inn was a four-story building.
The basement was used for storing aging alcohol and food, while the first floor housed the counter, the dining area, and the kitchen. Behind the building sat a small general storehouse.
The guest rooms began on the second floor, and a portion of the fourth floor served as the living quarters for the innkeeper’s family. I followed Izumi down the fourth-floor hallway.
My women had stayed behind in the dining area, lured by the snacks Izumi provided. I don’t know why women love tteokbokki so much, whether it’s the modern world or an isekai.
It wasn’t exactly the same as the tteokbokki back home, but if you cook rice cakes in a cream sauce, it’s cream tteokbokki as far as I’m concerned.
“When my husband was healthy, we let male guests stay on the fourth floor too, but lately, I only give these rooms to female hunters. No matter how strict the laws are, you never know when some crazy guy might show up.”
“Hunters are dangerous. They spend their time butchering monsters, so a lot of them aren't right in the head.”
“Hehe. Hearing that from a guard’s mouth feels different. The rooms on the fourth floor are the largest, so four hunters often share one. Rookie hunters who are short on cash usually pool their funds for long-term stays. Thanks to them, I’ve heard a lot about you, Lord Sma.”
Izumi looked back and curled the corners of her lips upward. Her hair, tied in a ponytail for ease of work, swayed gently, and her exposed nape seemed to beckon me.
Over her slightly turned shoulder, I caught a glimpse of her ample breasts. I wondered if they’d produce milk if I sucked on them. Probably not. I’d love to get her pregnant and try some married-woman-lactation play.
“Lord Sma?”
“Ah, I was just admiring how clean the hallway is. Do people talk about me that much at the inn?”
“Fufu. Since our main customers are hunters, we naturally hear a lot about the guards. Your reputation is excellent, Lord Sma. To put it bluntly, they say you’re the first male guard who doesn’t try to sleep with the hunters.”
“Ah...”
A sigh escaped me. If the first eroge heroine I’d met hadn't been Iruna, I probably would have been sleeping with extra hunters all over the place. My standards got too high too fast, making me a picky eater.
Lately, things have been heating up, but with so many women around, that specific urge hasn't been hitting as hard. When I’m alone with Rena, she sucks me dry anyway—how am I supposed to get it up for anyone else?
“Tiarushi praises you constantly, too. Not to brag, but Tiarushi is known among the female hunters as a reliable source of information. She gets a lot of requests to recommend decent dungeons.”
“I should be grateful to Tiarushi, then.”
“You don’t resent her? Usually, others hate it when their workload increases. As expected, you’re different, Lord Sma. Well, here we are. This room at the very end is the master bedroom.”
The room was quite large, just as Izumi had promised. It looked to be at least seven hundred square feet. The couple must have been close; a painting from their wedding hung on the wall, and the interior was meticulously decorated.
Izumi’s husband was lying in bed, looking much like the decor. He looked like a mummy on display in a museum. If it weren't for the intermittent rising and falling of his chest or the faint hint of color in his skin, I would have mistaken him for a corpse.
“So this is your husband, Izumi.”
“Yes. He was quite muscular when he was healthy, but Tminhyumo did this to him. Even this is an improvement thanks to your help, Lord Sma. Until a few days ago, he had no color at all.”
Izumi spoke as calmly as possible, but she couldn't hide the underlying tremor in her voice. I hate it when women cry. If they’re laughing, you can tease them out of it, but if you mess with someone who’s crying, they just cry more.
Maybe it was because I’d been skin-to-skin with my women all day. Reflexively, I pulled Izumi into an embrace. Only after feeling her soft, warm skin did I realize my mistake and try to pull away, but Izumi suddenly leaned into me.
“You’re so kind. I can see why all those beauties fell for you.”
When you sleep with enough women, you develop a sense for "the vibe." It was a bit ambiguous, but was this it? Testing the waters, I tightened my grip, and Izumi snuggled deep into my arms.
“And which beauties would those be?”
“Guard Mehya, who’s famous for looking down on men, and the lovely Guard Rena. And I saw many others yesterday. Honestly, I was impressed. You’re a much more incredible person than I thought, Lord Sma.”
“Did you hear that directly from them?”
“Well, I wonder.”
Izumi pulled my arm away and gave me a seductive smile. Look at that natural sway of her hips as she walked. I wanted to flip her skirt up and plow her right then and there.
The problem was, I couldn't get an erection. Normally, I should have been standing at attention like a middle schooler going through puberty, but my dick was currently on strike, begging for a break.
Izumi noticed and changed her tune.
“I’ve taken up too much of a busy man’s time. I invited you here today because I wanted to thank you on my husband’s behalf. He’s still unconscious, but I’m sure he’s grateful.”
“Then I should pay my respects as well. I’ll keep providing the medicinal herbs, so I hope for a speedy recovery.”
I gave a formal bow, but then I noticed something strange about the husband’s hand peeking out from the blanket. Two of his fingers were far too clean. For an unconscious patient, his nails were also trimmed very short.
Fingernails and illness don't have a specific connection. Rather, the connection is much stronger in a sexual sense.
Izumi... you’re more of a nympho than I thought. Well, I suppose with her husband bedridden, she had no other way to satisfy her desires.
“If this is the master bedroom, does Tiarushi use the room next door?”
“That’s right. Are you interested in our daughter? She is a very beautiful and kind girl, isn't she? She’s my pride and joy. They say daughters usually take after their fathers, but she grew up looking just like me.”
Their faces were certainly similar, but their bodies were quite different. Specifically, the chest area seemed to have come from the father’s side. Yuna could at least blame her frame. Tiarushi was just flat.
“Ah, originally only Tiarushi used that room, but we have one more person now. Greystar—she’s a rookie hunter, but she’s agreed to help out with the inn work occasionally.”
“I didn't see any employees other than Tiarushi today.”
“She said she was too shy yet, so she’s only been doing chores. But since it’s Dungeon Freezing week and she can’t earn money, she started showing interest. You’ll probably see Greystar in a staff uniform tomorrow morning.”
“It’ll be a relief to have more hands on deck.”
“I’m looking forward to it too. Honestly, trying to do the work of three people with only two was exhausting. Even working all day wasn't enough.”
Connecting the dots gave me the answer. Since her husband became bedridden, Izumi had nowhere to release her sexual frustration. Having flings with customers could lead to rumors, and she likely felt hesitant with Tiarushi living right there.
She would have been too busy to meet other men, too. But now that Greystar had appeared, she had some breathing room, which is why she was attempting this pseudo-seduction on me.
“Since I have people waiting today, how about next time I give you a massage? You’ve been working so hard, your shoulders and everything must be knotted up. I’ll help you relax.”
“A massage from a guard? That’s quite a luxury.”
“I’m doing it because I want to, so don’t feel pressured. Ah, your daughter can be there too.”
“If both my daughter and I are away, there will be no one to work. I’d feel too bad putting you through so much trouble, Lord Sma. So, let’s just keep it between the two of us.”
“It’s a promise, then.”
“Hehe. Yes.”
Flag planted. I intended to rejoin my women and head back to our room, but Tiarushi came by and led us to the third floor instead of the second.
Unlike the second floor, which had single and double rooms, the third floor had two beds. Thanks to that, instead of jumping straight into sex, I learned how to give massages from Mehya.
Mehya used Iruna as a teaching aid, while I worked on kneading Serika’s sturdy body.
Serika, who had only recently awakened to her sexuality, let out soft moans under my touch.
“Ah... Sma. You shouldn't touch there...”
“Where shouldn't I touch? Say it with your own mouth, Captain.”
“My breasts. It felt like nothing when the maids at the mansion touched them, but your touch is... too lewd. Do you like me that much?”
“I like you, Captain, and I like Mehya and Iruna too. Iruna is pretty, Mehya is cool, and you, Captain, are cute.”
“That’s right! Lady Serika is cute!”
“I’ve given up now. Hearing it so much, even when I look in the mirror...”
“Even when you look in the mirror, what? Keep talking. Or I’ll stop the massage.”
When I let go and made a move to head to the other bed, Serika cried out.
“I’m cute! I looked in the mirror and thought I was cute!”
“You finally admitted it. I’ll give you more as a reward. Mehya, teach me more about breast massages.”
“Then I’ll teach you the massage that makes breasts bigger. I’m telling you, this is how I got mine to this size. Now... wait, I have to touch Iruna for this. Can they even get any bigger?”
The "breast enlargement massage" was a massage in name only. It was basically foreplay, so we didn't learn much before we ended up having sex.
It was a good thing I’d held back when I was alone with Izumi. Otherwise, I might have died from exhaustion.
* * *
“H-here is your meal...”
An awkward voice. A flushed face. Hesitant movements. This was the appearance of Greystar, who had transitioned from rookie hunter to rookie employee.
The staff uniform was similar to a maid outfit but in a different color, which really stimulated a man’s imagination. Watching her constantly tug at her skirt because the size didn't fit made me want to be a mischievous brat and flip it up.
“It’s your first day. Don’t be so nervous. We won't eat you.”
“T-thank you.”
Her mysterious gray eyes curved into a clumsy smile. How cute. I didn't say it out loud in case Serika got upset. Actually, she’s cute when she’s upset, so maybe I should?
While I was debating, Greystar scurried away. The skirt wasn't even that short; why was she so worried? It barely came above her knees.
Tiarushi, wearing a similar size but with a hem that draped well below her knees, looked on with hollow eyes.
“Regrettably, I can only stay until today. I have to go to work tomorrow.”
“I’m off for the whole week! It’s the privilege of a commendation recipient!”
“Tch.”
Serika, clicking her tongue in envy, was cute.
“I wonder how they made this stew? I want to try recreating it at home!”
Iruna, pondering the recipe while eating breakfast, was also cute. If I wanted to keep seeing these cute sides of them, I’d need to increase my stamina. Today, after breakfast, I’m going to search for a hidden piece.
“Wow! A date with Lord Sma! I’m so happy!”
“Come to think of it, this is my first date with my junior. I’m looking forward to it.”
“Fufufu. He and I went out to buy seeds together.”
It’s not a date, it’s a hidden piece hunt. But I’ll let them enjoy the idea.