Chapter 42
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 42
Chapter Title: The Hero Who Wants to Level Up
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"Ashy, I wanna fight..."
We'd finished dinner and were lying in bed together, just the two of us.
Ashy rested her head on my arm, staring blankly at the ceiling.
She wasn't even pretending to listen to me.
"Ashy?"
"No."
Ashy shook her head firmly.
She had zero intention of letting me.
"I'm desperate. Just looking at you makes me wanna go at it."
Because I hadn't been aggressive enough in my advances, Ashy was subjecting me to this merciless sexual torture.
She had no idea how agonizing it was for a guy to hold back like this.
"Desperation that's been forced doesn't count. I want to see you ruled by instinct, like a dog in heat."
"...I'm human. No matter how turned on I get, I don't turn into some horny mutt."
"That's why I'll make you one. If I manage your releases for a whole month, eventually you'll be shaking at the knees just from my touch."
It was an ignorant plan born from sheer cluelessness.
She intended to heat up a man's cock and let it cool over and over—for more than a month, no less.
"Fuck..."
"No fucking."
Ashy's hand slipped under my waistband.
She reached into my underwear and gently cupped my balls.
Ashy toyed with my dick to her heart's content.
But I couldn't lay a finger on her.
"Hey, hands off."
The moment I tried to grope her breasts, Ashy gave me a stern look.
Her voice was full of playfulness, but I couldn't defy her.
Who knew what she'd do if I didn't obey.
I behaved and let Ashy have my dick.
It was the best I could do.
"Wanna go for a walk tonight?"
As she fondled my cock, I suggested a midnight stroll.
Ashy loved walking around naked.
No idea why, but she did.
"Answer."
Ashy lifted her head to look at me.
Her pale face, perky nose, and big eyes with sky-blue irises.
It was hard to believe a woman like this was in my arms.
"Answer!"
"Ow...!"
Ashy squeezed my balls hard, demanding a reply.
I nodded frantically and spat out the words.
"Y-yeah! Let's go for a walk!"
"You want to go?"
"Absolutely. T-to get some fresh air and all..."
There was no option to say no.
If Ashy wanted to go, I had to follow.
'Why even ask?'
I didn't get it, but I tried to understand.
Complaining or frowning would just hurt me in the end.
The walks were secretly thrilling anyway—not as bad as I thought.
"Then let's go!"
Ashy jumped up after a moment's thought.
She started tugging off my pants, decision made.
"It's chilly outside, though. You might catch a cold, so just lose the pants..."
She was letting me keep my shirt on—waves of gratitude washed over me.
During the day, she'd have had me strolling the garden buck naked.
My panties came off completely.
This was what walks with Ashy were like.
I paraded around with my skin on full display, like I was advertising.
I didn't hide from the mansion staff.
They had to dodge us.
Running into them would've been awkward as hell.
Ashy got up from the bed and tugged my collar.
I followed behind her, still locked in the cute pink chastity cage.
Cool air lingered in the annex hallway.
It was late, so the maids were resting—dead quiet.
"Oh my...!"
We only bumped into the occasional patrolling maid.
They glanced at my state and quickly averted their eyes.
Looking down at the floor.
It was because of Ashy's murderous glare.
'You're the one parading me naked, but...'
She stripped me for these walks.
But she couldn't stand other women seeing me.
The contradictory traits meshed together, making Ashy snap at the maids.
She ignored the male servants, though.
No interest in dicks from her own gender.
I felt more shame from men than women, personally.
We left the annex and strolled the garden.
Yuteron Barony's pristine garden was just a playground for Ashy's lust.
The evening sky after sunset.
Streetlamps dotted evenly around the garden lit our path.
The cool air brushed my lower half, making me shiver without feeling cold.
"After we catch the Demon King, we'll walk like this in the mansion we build."
"...The one we build?"
"To be precise, we'll pay workers to build our huge estate."
Ashy often talked about the future.
She dreamed big of a happy life together, a blissful family.
'To make that happen, shouldn't we fix her tastes first?'
Voicing doubts like that was amateur hour.
I'd leveled up to intermediate—swallowed it down.
"I want as many kids as possible. Line 'em up from eldest to youngest and form a knight order. Hunting together would be fun."
"A knight order's worth..."
"Around twenty on average."
Ashy's eyes sparkled.
She was dead set on twenty kids.
Even at one a year, that's twenty years to goal.
Her womb constantly pregnant, belly never flat—for two decades.
"It's fine. Twins pop out sometimes."
She wasn't usually optimistic, but here she was, armed with hyper-positive vibes.
Factoring in twin odds, it wouldn't take a full twenty years...
"So you gotta grow your virility quick. Can't have my womb sitting idle in between."
"...Isn't that just leaving it to fate?"
Virility doesn't grow.
Using it more doesn't mean better conception odds.
It's capped from birth.
Ashy and I had to match up right.
Pure luck territory.
Balls aren't muscles—you can't train 'em to bulk up...
"Ugh...!"
The second I voiced negativity, Ashy whipped around.
Her arm shot out, grabbing my balls.
She stared me down, growling.
"You gonna say that so irresponsibly?"
"No, it's not irresponsible... Ahh...!"
"You need the mindset: I'll knock you up no matter what."
"I will. I'll do my best. So let gooo..."
I stomped and clung to her.
Legs gave out—I couldn't stand.
Ashy released my balls.
The pressure vanished, euphoria hit.
I collapsed right there.
"Hngh, haa..."
"Puppy."
"Haa, haa..."
"Puppy, answer."
Ashy grabbed my hair, forcing my head up.
Our eyes met.
"Y-yes...?"
"Don't ever say 'leave it to fate' again. I don't buy that hero crap about forging your own destiny either, but still—"
Ashy's eyes glistened oddly.
Remembering something...?
Instinct told me it tied to her first life.
A memory with nothing to do with me.
It bummed me out for no reason.
Jealousy, irritation at times I couldn't touch—emotions hard to pin down.
"Don't toss it out like you've given up. Got it?"
"Y-yeah... Got it."
I must've said stuff like that a lot before.
Defeated lines about fate and all.
'...This world's a novel, so it has a plot...' or something.
I'd meant it that way, but Ashy held onto her own nuance.
"Get up."
Ashy helped me to my feet.
Her genuine touch made me melt like a girl.
My face burned red.
"If we make babies nonstop after catching the Demon King, we can build that knight order."
"Knight order, huh..."
Sounded like starting a soccer team.
"It's a symbolic goal."
Ashy muttered that and gripped my collar.
We resumed our paused stroll.
Evening meant the garden was empty.
Morning had servants everywhere with the sun up.
We wandered the annex garden, chatting away.
Sharing kisses now and then.
"...Holding back ejaculation is bad for virility, I hear."
I hugged Ashy and whispered in her ear.
She knew that.
It was why she'd unlocked my cage, after all.
"But I gotta train you."
"You don't have to. Engraving desperation into my body? That make sense?"
For the sake of later rewards, I held back deeper intimacy.
Enduring for sweeter fruit down the line.
"To grow virility, use it often. Like muscles—train 'em to get strong. You know?"
"Yeah."
I worked to persuade her.
Spouting nonsense about wanting release now, cage off.
Ashy listened quietly.
She seemed partly convinced.
Since she wasn't suffering alone, persuasion felt possible.
"A guy's junk works the same. The more you use it, like muscle... the thicker and healthier the baby batter gets."
I toyed with her earlobe, rubbing my cheek against her soft one.
Ashy gazed at me, face flushing pink.
Would've been better if I'd kept pants on.
Looked ridiculous—embarrassing.
"You look super desperate."
"...Been saying I wanna cum since earlier."
"Gotta ask nice from now on? Beg me."
Ashy pulled the key necklace from her bosom.
The jingle made me swallow hard.
"Please unlock me, Master."
"Heh. Good boy when you wanna be."
Ashy smiled, pleased.
Her hand went down, unlocking the chastity device.
Click.
The lock fell away weakly.
Ashy dismantled and removed the cage.
My dick sprang erect instantly.
Pissed off from no release since morning.
"Whoa..."
Ashy gawked, eyes wide in surprise at my cock.
Even I knew it looked ugly.
"Master..."
I murmured, staring intently at her.
Ashy's lips twitched wildly.
Even her nostrils flared sloppily—
"Bed! To the bed!"
Ashy bent down quick.
Hooked her arm behind my knees and hoisted me up.
Princess-carried me.
Huff, huff.
Ashy's ragged breaths.
Heading back to the annex, then—moans from nearby.
Dull friction sounds.
Thud. Thud.
Ahn! Haaang...!
Drake, sir, too deep...!
"...?"
Ashy's senses stretched out.
Her eyes flashed wide.
Drake was approaching from afar.
"Haaang! Ahn...!"
While pounding a woman...
The knight from lunch.
"Puppy, eyes shut."
"Huh?"
"Don't look!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
The knight's pale ass fully exposed.
Ashy yelled, covering my eyes.
"Whoa, Ashy, didn't know you were into this."
Drake approached with a grin.
Eyes closed, I only heard his voice.
A wave of disgust hit me for some reason.