Chapter 19
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 19
Chapter Title: The Man Under Ejaculation Management
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Kang Ajin collapsed as if he had passed out.
The wriggling Kang Ajin as he drifted off to sleep.
Ashy snickered at the sight of his utter mess.
It was cute how he pretended to be tough despite being absolutely terrible at holding his liquor.
Before her regression, she had poison resistance, so no matter how much she drank, she never got drunk—
'Now, there's no need for poison resistance anymore.'
She was with Ashy herself.
There would be no brutal torture that could leave lasting trauma...
Absolutely none.
Ashy would protect him.
All Kang Ajin had to do was raise kids without a care in the world.
He'd have as many as possible and build a happy family.
As a dad, he'd be too busy to even catch his breath.
She needed to buy a recording crystal cam soon and capture all his cursing fits.
It'd be fun to show their future kids someday.
'Diaries, photos, videos. That's all there is.'
She only realized it after losing Kang Ajin.
You have to leave traces of a person while you can.
That's how you can miss them later.
Originally, Ashy had no interest in the world after her death.
She had scolded Kang Ajin for trying to leave photos or videos behind, asking what use such traces could possibly have.
Ironically, after sending him away, Ashy survived by clinging to the diary he left behind.
Filled with his trivial thoughts and feelings, that diary became the driving force that let her get through each day.
After putting Kang Ajin to bed, Ashy prepared to sleep as well.
The mercenaries and adventurers had somehow started bonding over drinks, but it was none of her concern.
"That guy was already annoying me. He strutted around like hot shit just 'cause he could swing a sword a bit—fucking hated it!"
"He kept staring during night watch too, pissed me off, but now the stress is gone in a flash."
The mercenary and adventurer had become friends.
You never knew when or where you'd cross paths again, so holding grudges long-term was pointless.
It was a loss, really.
Besides, the hero had stepped in and mediated the fight.
Dragging it out would just put them at a disadvantage morally.
The dead were the only ones who lost out.
The living shook hands and brushed it off.
Then they spotted Ashy.
With enough booze in them to feel bold, courage surged from who-knows-where.
"Hero!"
Someone shot up an arm and called out to Ashy.
Ashy had been planning to slip into the tent and cuddle up with Kang Ajin to sleep.
Her brow furrowed instantly.
"Hero!"
A thoroughly drunk man lurched to his feet and staggered toward Ashy.
His gait was pretty rough.
Ashy hesitated for a moment.
How should she grab and punish the bastard to vent this mood?
Twist his arm? Slice his throat? She ran simulations through various methods.
Then the man smacked his lips.
As if he had something to say, he let out a voice.
"Hero, are you in a relationship with Mr. Kang Ajin? From what I saw of you two talking in the carriage, it seems like there might be a bit of trouble since you can't have kids."
The man slurred his words earnestly with his tangled tongue.
Every word he picked rubbed Ashy the wrong way, so she unleashed her killing intent.
The booze breath wafting from his mouth was disgusting and unpleasant.
Ashy didn't like alcohol much.
A murderous aura poured from her body, as if she'd grab the man's throat right then.
But no one reacted.
Everyone was too drunk to notice Ashy's killing intent.
The man spoke plainly.
"I have four kids back in my home village. And I'm just a bit over twenty."
"...You're just over twenty? How old are you?"
His weathered face didn't match his young age.
And he had four kids, no less.
That caught Ashy's interest.
The man hardened his slack expression into seriousness and answered.
"Twenty-one."
"..."
Unbelievable.
A face that looked at least forty, and he was twenty?
No scam like this existed.
"You clearly want kids, Hero, but the things you're doing seem to only get in the way of pregnancy... I hesitated, wondering if it was any of my business."
"And?"
"Since we're all drinking anyway, I figured I'd risk my life to give you some advice—or not-advice. Adventurers are crazy bastards who bet their lives on 'adventures,' after all."
The adventurer's eyes sparkled brightly.
He said 'adventure,' but it was really a gamble.
A gamble of striking up a conversation—and betting his life—with the hero who killed people.
Winning this bet would count as a successful adventure.
It'd be an achievement he could brag about himself.
Ashy knew that look well.
In past rounds, there were guys who bet their lives on wild adventures.
Most of them ended up dead.
They burned bright from start to finish.
"..."
If not for her regression, the adventurer's head would be rolling right now.
Ashy's past life saved the adventurer.
"...Let's hear it, then."
Ashy decided to listen to the adventurer.
Even worthless advice was better than knowing nothing.
The man cleared his throat with a cough.
"First off, you need to take the chastity cage off Mr. Kang Ajin."
"...Why."
The chastity cage was important.
To Ashy, it was a mark of ownership over Kang Ajin—gentler than violent slave brands, in her own way.
And she had to remove it?
An uneasy feeling crept in.
Watching Kang Ajin strain and grunt because he couldn't even get hard was so much fun—giving that up?
"If the cage forcibly blocks natural erections, his dick will get sick mentally and physically. Down the line, it might break so bad he can't get it up at all, or even shrink in size."
"...What?"
No erections meant no ejaculation.
Which meant no pregnancy.
The size shrinking was the same issue.
She needed to press the tip deep against the womb to shoot it far in—that's how the baby knew to implant deep.
But if his dick got shorter?
He could only cum that much shallower.
Pregnancy odds would drop—it was the worst outcome for Ashy.
"...How do you know that for sure?"
"I have a friend like that. A masochist, they call it. His mistress trained him, and the cage totally wrecked his dick. No erections, pathetic loads, and he wasn't like that before."
The man recalled his distant friend.
The downsides of chastity cages were more severe than expected.
"Think about it, Hero. Someone locks you in a tiny room. Can't even change position. Curled up for days, weeks. You think they'd come out fine?"
"..."
The hunched posture would stick.
A simple deduction.
"Apply that to a dick, and there's your answer. That little cage constantly squeezing it—what do you think happens? If the pleasure outweighs those side effects for that kind of play, fine. But you seem to want kids, so here's my advice."
"..."
Ashy pondered seriously.
The adventurer had a point.
The man set his face firm and drove it home.
"Libido's like muscle strength. The more you use it, the more it grows. To boost pregnancy odds, Mr. Kang Ajin's own virility has to be strong."
"...You're saying it'll be easier if you keep squeezing it out?"
"Exactly. Way faster that way. I guarantee it. Advice from the father of four."
The man let out a sigh of relief.
He'd finished the bet unscathed.
Someday, when this hero had kids and their name spread across the continent, he'd boast proudly.
Ashy Grayfield achieved her dream of fertility thanks to my advice.
Her longed-for fertility!
Just imagining it made his chest pound.
"What's your name?"
The hero Ashy asked for the man's name.
The hero remembering his name... glory to his family.
He could head straight back to the village and brag—this was an adventure's worthy result.
"Meg. Meg."
"Where from?"
"Meg from Sola Village, eastern Speria County..."
As Meg rambled even his village name, a question popped into his head.
Why ask about the village, not just the name?
"But why the village...?"
The booze haze cleared in a flash.
As sobriety returned, he met Ashy's gaze.
Ashy spoke in a soft voice, chilling words dripping out.
"If it doesn't work, I'll have to come kill you."
Meg regretted sticking his neck out, adventure be damned.
Dick liberation declaration.
The most welcome news ever.
With the chastity cage gone, my mind felt so much lighter.
The flopping thing now swayed freely.
Honestly, I felt like I could fly.
Now that I'd figured out why I was in this state, it was time to move on.
My eyes rolled downward.
Then snapped back up quick.
Gulp.
The stunning view still lingered in my mind.
I forced my head away, but my dick hadn't forgotten.
Pale soft skin, full breasts, pink nipples...
A combo any man couldn't ignore.
Willpower was futile; turning away was impossible.
My dick started to harden slowly.
Every body movement rubbed against skin, making it rock hard.
"Libido's like muscle strength, they say. Use it more, and it grows. Know that?"
"...Libido?"
Never heard that before.
Balls aren't muscles.
Cumming more doesn't improve semen quality or quantity.
I'd heard sex a lot makes your dick bigger, though.
I'd dismissed it as bullshit.
'...I'm above average anyway.'
Felt weird, so I never measured.
Roughly two finger-widths longer than a smartphone.
About there.
Ashy grinned brightly.
"So from today, I'm gonna milk you dry. Even if Puppy doesn't wanna cum, I'll empty those balls."
"..."
There was a reason she removed the cage.
Didn't seem bad for me, but something felt scary.
Ashy's eyes had a weird glint.
Not just devotion to me.
Her pupils brimmed with curiosity and lust.
Ashy slyly reached out.
Grabbed my dick in a backhand grip, stroked it slow.
"...Puppy, wanna cum? Morning wood full of cum, wanna shoot it all?"
I nodded.
If she let me cum, no reason to refuse.
Full breasts and sweet scent.
No man could hold back in that embrace.
"Yeah, I'll make you cum."
Ashy smirked and fondled my dick.
Then someone approached from outside.
—Hero, it's almost time to depart... Are you still sleeping...?
Prim woke us up.
Looks like no time for fun.
"Puppy, probably can't cum right now, huh?"
"...Not that premature."
"Then get up for now. I'll make you in the carriage."
"That's kinda gross."
I crawled out of the sleeping bag and dressed.
Ashy fumbling into her underwear—I stole a glance at her back.
Round ass and thighs.
Slim waist flowing to wide hips.
Neat slit pussy, soft-looking gray pubic hair.
Mouth watered.
My body moved on its own.
Head tilted.
Arm extended.
Hand on her thigh.
Face buried in that full-moon ass.
Pure instinct.
The masculinity ingrained in my balls, commands as a male—
"Haaang...!"
I licked faster than anyone.
Pussy or asshole, didn't matter—licked it.
Ashy's body buckled.
Halfway into panties, she couldn't react properly.
"Puppy, what're you...!"
"...Tastes good!"
Heroine's pussy and asshole both taste great.
What kinda body is this? Heroine trait made it fruity.
No joke, like strawberry chupa chups.
"...Get off...!"
Ashy squirmed.
Panties hooked on both ankles, couldn't escape.
I gripped her ass with arms, stuck out tongue.
Her wet pussy soaked in my spit.
"Hngh, hng! Haaang...! Puppy...! Move while I'm asking nice...!"
"Slurp, mmph. Slurrrrp!"
Plump pussy lips swollen thick, puffy clit—I sucked greedily.
And soon got pinned by Ashy.
Opened my eyes—pinned beneath her.
"You don't listen even when I ask nice?"
Ashy pulled out the chastity cage.
I said with all sincerity.
"Sorry."
"You never listen. Same before regression or now."
"Sorry, Master."
Ashy meant it.
She was gonna lock my dick again.
Freed at last, couldn't go back in...
—Hero, sorry for rushing... Are you almost done...?
"..."
Prim urged again.
Ashy's face twisted a bit, but it was my chance.
"L-Let's go out first. Yeah? Everyone's waiting."
Ashy gritted her teeth and pocketed the cage.
"Act up again ignoring me, and it's the cage."
"...Got it."
"Aneros up your ass too."
"...Sorry, won't happen again."
No clue what Aneros was, but apologized first.
Shoving in ass? Definitely bad.
Ashy stood.
Pulled up her panties fully and started dressing.
The tent came down, we boarded the carriage.
Everyone's faces were wrecked from hangovers.
—Departing!
We arrived in Lizn, toyed with by Ashy's hand.