Chapter 162: I Remember This Taste
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 162: I Remember This Taste
The day of the festival dawned.
In the food industry, the freshness of ingredients is everything.
I hadn't slept a wink, busy squeezing out fresh semen until the break of dawn.
And to Yukina, Mary, and Jade, who worked so hard to help me squeeze it out…
The sight of the three of them sprawled out naked was sexy as hell.
Perhaps it was because I’d been drinking the Blood of the Immortal, delivered fresh from the Shrine Maiden Clan, but my cock was still throbbing, and my balls were as full of semen as a spring that never ran dry.
I’d squeezed out nearly two liters, so it was honestly a miracle I was still functioning.
Semen splattered over a woman’s body is incredibly hot, but seeing it all gathered in a container—even if it came from my own body—felt a bit repulsive.
Since I’m putting half a teaspoon into each cup of coffee, I should be able to make about 800 servings.
I’m planning to offer takeout too, so I should be able to sell it all, right? If I run out, I can just go harvest some more fresh.
Just imagine Yukina in a maid outfit milking me in the middle of the festival. How could anyone resist that?
I prepared breakfast for the three who had suffered through the night, but they were all so exhausted they barely touched it before getting dressed and heading to Yggdrasil.
“Isn’t that stamina potion a bit too strong? My body can’t take much more.”
“I already thought he was a beast, but yesterday he was a total monster.”
Mary and Jade chattered away, reminiscing about the intense sex they’d had just hours ago.
It seemed I’d gone beyond satisfying them; there was a hint of genuine fear in the way they—and even Yukina—looked at me.
“Are we going to collapse first? Is this what they call ‘death by snu-snu’?”
“Does that term even apply to women?”
“If we’re the first ones it happens to, then it’ll apply from then on.”
Exchanging trivial jokes, we arrived at our Black Dragon Cafe to find everyone else already there.
“What were you guys doing that you’re perfectly fine while those three look half-dead?”
“Making the ingredients.”
As Masayoshi eyed me suspiciously, Rio muttered as if he’d realized something.
“Don’t tell me those ‘ingredients’ involved using the female body…?”
“It’s not that, so don’t even think about checking. The moment you open that lid and it hits the air, it’ll oxidize.”
His perversion levels were skyrocketing. If Rio ever tried to… ugh, just the thought of him tasting my semen made me want to gag.
I spun a web of lies to keep him from touching it while I inspected the booth we’d prepared.
Yeah, it was perfect. All I had to do was keep the coffee brewing.
“Man, I can’t even remember the last time I experienced a school event like this.”
Owen gave me a charming smile.
Looking at his face, you might mistake him for a transfer student or a teacher, but he was a student who had been taking classes with us since the first semester.
He didn't appear in the game, so he must have been an extra.
In reality, he was quite a bit older, had great magic skills, and a laid-back personality that made him very popular.
We weren't in the same class, so we didn't cross paths often, but we had some level of rapport.
Since most of the girls would be handling the men-only section, we were short on staff for the women-only section, so I’d specifically asked for his help.
As for the Comedy Duo… I hate to say it, but their looks just aren't suited for the service industry.
Realistically, the only ones who could handle the women-only section were me and the Thug, but then I wouldn't be able to enjoy the festival.
Who comes to a school festival just to work? The real charm of a festival is taking turns working and having fun.
So, I included the dandy, middle-aged Owen and a friend the Thug brought along. As expected, they looked great in the casual suits I had them wear.
With me added to the mix, the girls were bound to swoon.
“So, what are we doing?”
“There’s a trash can over there… Ah, just kidding. You guys are in charge of the men-only section.”
“What? Put us in the women-only section too!”
The Comedy Duo immediately protested, but I just gave them a gentle smile and pointed behind them.
The girls, who had just finished changing into their maid outfits, looked stunning.
“Take your pick. Maids? Or regular women?”
“Thank you, Master Yeon-woo. I always believed in you. Just leave it to us. We’ll do anything.”
“I’m so glad I was born… I never used to care for long-skirt maid outfits… but classical… gah! My tastes are being forcibly rewritten…!”
The Comedy Duo’s reaction wasn't an exaggeration.
Honestly, they were so attractive I wanted to throw everything aside and go to the men-only section just to be served by them.
Yukina, who usually gave off a cool vibe, looked embarrassed in her maid outfit and tried to hide.
Mary, full of energy, pulled at Yukina to show her off to everyone. Then there was Jade, whose breasts were so aggressively large they looked like they were about to burst out of the outfit despite it being made to her measurements.
Angelica, who wasn't quite as busty as Jade but had a large chest nonetheless, possessed such a gentle face and petite stature that just looking at her made one harbor wicked thoughts. Akane, usually seen in a hoodie, was wearing a frilled headband today and kept checking her reflection as if the maid outfit felt awkward. And finally, there was Bukgeuk-jwa, acting the part of a modest and elegant maid perfectly suited for the long skirt.
I’m rich—maybe I should just buy a mansion and start a harem of maids?
They were charming enough to make me dream such useless dreams.
And Owen, man, you’re a married man. Snap out of it before I take a picture of that dazed face and send it to your wife.
“Well, boys? Nothing to say?”
As we stood there with our mouths agape, Mary gave a sly smile and lifted her skirt slightly, revealing a leg clad in black stockings.
“You look amazing. So much so that I want to pounce on you right now.”
“Wow, no filter at all.”
“The thought of being pounced on by you is unpleasant. Was that supposed to be a compliment?”
Bukgeuk-jwa looked disgusted, but the others seemed secretly pleased.
Seeing Yukina avert her eyes, she seemed happy too. Man, she’s cute.
“Young people these days are so aggressive with their expressions of affection. If an old man like me did that, I’d be hauled off immediately, wouldn’t I?”
“You’re handsome, Owen. I think they’d like it.”
“…No, I meant my wife would grab me by the hair and drag me away.”
“Ah…”
Right, the struggles of a married man.
Though I hadn't experienced it, all the men nodded as if they understood Owen’s plight to some degree.
“Alright, let’s get this started.”
Since I’d never done a festival like this, I thought there might be an opening ceremony or something, but Yggdrasil just let the students do whatever they wanted.
Even though it had just started and wasn't open to the public yet, a long line immediately formed in front of the Black Dragon Cafe.
Word had already spread like wildfire after we’d distributed coffee to the Student Council.
That there was a supreme coffee here that couldn't be tasted anywhere else.
It was hilarious to see Mer, who hated me so much, already standing in line.
The way she turned her head as if she didn't know me the moment our eyes met was also quite cute.
“If it’s like this already, first place is practically guaranteed.”
“As long as we don’t get caught by the food safety inspectors.”
Mary and Jade muttered as they headed into the cafe.
It would 100% fail a food safety inspection, but what’s the point of magic if not for this? A mage’s secret recipe doesn't have to be disclosed unless a problem arises. It’s literally a secret and a mage’s right.
Unless everyone suddenly gets food poisoning at once, there’s no reason to be inspected.
Let’s get to work selling this Magic Coffee.
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“Heh—what is this that so many people are coming?”
A man who looked intimidating due to his large build despite his casual clothes lowered his sunglasses and looked around.
As the man watched the crowds gathered at the main gate of Yggdrasil for the opening time with fascination, the woman beside him spoke as if scolding him.
“You stand out like a thug even when you’re doing nothing, so don’t do anything unnecessary.”
“Eh? What did I do? Isn't it you who stands out because you’re so pretty, C?”
“Don’t call me that out here.”
“Uh—then, um… Carol. Let’s go with Carol. Sound good?”
“And I’ll call you Desmond.”
“Oh~ that sounds cool. I like it.”
Having given each other names on the spot to match their aliases C and D, the two looked toward the teachers at the main gate while pretending to scan the crowd.
“They said this place was a big deal, but it’s nothing special.”
“Someone like Erin would have to come out to handle you and me.”
“Ha, that woman looked tasty. Subduing a strong-willed woman like that and making her whimper gives you an incredible sense of conquest.”
“I have no interest in hearing about your sexual preferences.”
At Desmond’s words, Carol looked toward Yggdrasil as if she truly didn't care.
“Why so stiff? We’re not here to do anything today. It’s a date, a date.”
“I have no intention of dating a guy who enjoys raping women. And even if this is just reconnaissance, do it properly.”
“That’s what I love about you.”
“If you do anything weird, I’ll devour you.”
“Can’t you devour me with your other mouth instead of your supernatural ability? You seemed to enjoy eating that random guy’s semen last time.”
“I’ll kill you.”
As Carol scowled, Desmond chuckled and looked away.
The two were conversing casually, ignoring the people around them, but no one could hear their words.
A powerful perception-hindering spell ensured that even though they were right next to people, their voices weren't recognized. The fact that they could cast such a spell without the teachers noticing showed just how high their magical proficiency was.
When the gates opened, the teachers let the crowd in, and the two blended in as they entered Yggdrasil.
They weren't planning anything specific.
They just had time to kill and decided to scout Yggdrasil, which might become an obstacle someday.
“Wow—I don’t know about their magic skills, but their ideas are certainly unique.”
Desmond’s eyes sparkled as he watched the students.
Though he had a rough aura, he had no intention of attacking Yggdrasil; he looked exactly like someone who had come to enjoy the festival.
Carol, who had been watching the students’ wares and magic demonstrations, spotted something and stared.
A girl in a maid outfit was carrying a tray filled with small paper cups, presumably for samples.
“Come try the supreme coffee you won’t find anywhere else!”
“Supreme, huh…”
“Why, you interested?”
When Desmond asked, meeting her gaze, Carol gave a short laugh.
“Did you forget what my ability is? I have a thousand recipes like that.”
Thanks to her supernatural ability to devour anything and analyze whatever she ate, she could easily steal recipes that mages would risk their lives to hide.
Because of this, she could personally recreate and taste almost anything in the world, from secret medicines to food, so her standards were incredibly high.
How good could it possibly be?
It was Yggdrasil, a place famous for magic, not for training chefs.
To Carol, the students’ bravado and exaggeration were merely laughable.
“I’ll go grab one.”
Even though there was no need, Desmond trotted over and spoke to the girl.
However, after a brief exchange, he returned empty-handed.
“They said only women can have it.”
“…Why?”
“Something about male DNA or whatever, and that men will vomit if they drink it. I don’t know much about magic theory.”
“It’s made with magic?”
If magic was involved, that changed things.
Stealing something a mage had poured their heart and soul into without any effort gave her a strange sense of pleasure.
Her interest piqued, Carol immediately approached the girl in the maid outfit and asked for a cup.
The modest, long-skirted maid outfit couldn't hide the vibrant energy of the red-haired girl.
“Yes! Here you go. You’ll be hooked once you taste it. If you come to the Black Dragon Cafe in Zone C-14, you can get a full cup for 5 Wit.”
Carol hadn't been to Yggdrasil before, but she knew that 5 Wit for a single cup of coffee was incredibly expensive.
Looking at the food being sold nearby, the most expensive items were 2 Wit. For coffee to be 5 Wit, just how much magical knowledge must be packed into it?
Hiding her excitement, Carol took a sip from the small paper cup.
Her personal rule was never to use her ability when tasting something for the first time.
That way, she could focus solely on the flavor.
“… …”
“It’s delicious, right? You can only get it here at Yggdrasil, and only during the festival. If you miss this chance, you’ll have to wait until next year.”
The red-haired girl saw Carol’s expression and grinned as if she’d expected it.
Carol didn't think the girl was being arrogant or overconfident.
“See you at the Black Dragon~!”
As the girl left to find other customers, Carol stood frozen.
“C… Carol, what’s wrong?”
“…It’s delicious.”
“Really? Then why the face?”
Someone without an ability like hers could never understand Carol’s feelings.
Her standards had become too high, and the foods that met those standards were limited.
For her, for whom the most delicious things had become mundane, the joy of taste had long since lost its color.
And now, for the first time in a very long time, thousands of vibrant colors filled her mouth.
Though she couldn't identify the colors, they were clearly vivid and deep… yet sticky and viscous like an oil painting thick with oil, clinging to her tongue.
I have to find out what this is.
With her eyes gleaming, Carol used her ability and drank the rest of the coffee, which was already revealing the bottom of the cup.
And her ability told her.
That this was the semen of the man whose face and name she didn't know—the one she had tasted before.