Chapter 3
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Translator: penny
Chapter: 3
Chapter Title: Indulging Desires (2)
-----------------------------------------------------------------
At the hour when people had fallen asleep.
The moment Jena finished tidying up the shop, a single thought flashed intensely through her mind.
'Ah, I need to talk to Kalt...'
Wearing a somewhat dazed, distracted expression, Jena stepped out the back door without hesitation.
"Looks like you're done."
As soon as she emerged through the back door, Kalt was waiting in the alley.
"Ah, Kalt, today... thank you so much. Really, I don't even know how to thank you properly..."
"We can decide that starting now."
Hypnosis
Jena's eyes lose focus once more.
This was the ability Kalt had possessed since being born into this world.
Proof that she had fallen under hypnosis.
Until now, to uphold his vow to live virtuously, Kalt had never used hypnosis to satisfy his own desires like this.
If he had to categorize his past uses of hypnosis, it was for mental care for those with psychological issues, overcoming trauma, or easing the pain of the terminally ill.
He simply hadn't used hypnosis for his desires before, but Kalt knew full well what it could achieve when wielded that way.
That was why he felt a slight thrill of taboo as he indulged his desires with hypnosis.
It was like the wicked excitement of skipping school behind his parents' backs for the first time and playing at the arcade.
"Jena, from now on, answer my words honestly."
"Yes... Kalt."
"What were you thinking when I saved you?"
In her dazed state, Jena responded to Kalt's question.
"I thought you were amazing and cool. I was surprised because you were so different from the rumors."
"What rumors?"
"That you're just the childhood friend of the Fastest Hero, tagging along out of favor."
"Hah."
Kalt found the very existence of such rumors ridiculous.
How could anyone call joining a hero party out of mere favor? What nonsense was that?
Heroes spent most of their time fighting dungeons and various monsters to grow stronger.
Sure, the danger pay was good, but that hardly made it comfortable.
So how could being in a hero party itself be considered a favor?
'In the first place, Mom and Dad started this because they were worried about that tomboy and wanted to look after her. Ah, no. This isn't the time for those thoughts.'
Right now, he needed to prepare for some enjoyable time.
Dwelling on irritating memories would just ruin his mood.
Reminding himself of that, Kalt asked Jena again.
"Really? Surprised because I was so different from the rumors?"
"Yes. But I was really impressed and happy that you saved me. The other customers were too scared of Dread to help."
"So you're really grateful to me, then?"
"Yes, truly grateful."
Confirming her genuine gratitude, Kalt changed the question.
"Jena, if you were to thank me, what ways come to mind? Tell me everything honestly."
Jena fell silent for a few seconds before speaking.
"A free meal. Paying with my own money so you could eat for free."
The first idea was the most straightforward one.
"And?"
"And... though you probably wouldn't want it... using my body to show my thanks."
Kalt's lips curved upward at her words.
If she didn't like him or find him attractive as a man, she never would have said something like that.
But curiosity struck him at the same time.
"Why do you think I wouldn't want that?"
"You're always with the Fastest Hero Party. I figured someone like me wouldn't catch your eye compared to those three beautiful women."
'Three beautiful women?'
Kalt knew their appearances were striking.
But after traveling with them and handling their messes, their appeal as women had diminished greatly for him.
Hearing an objective assessment of their looks made it hard for Kalt to fully agree.
'Not that it matters right now.'
What mattered was that Jena was willing to thank him sexually, using her own body.
"Listen carefully, Jena. You could stand to have a lot more confidence."
"Confidence..."
"Yeah. In your looks. In your body. In terms of allure, you don't fall short of those girls... ahem, the Fastest Hero Party."
"I don't fall short..."
"Right. You don't fall short of those three, and you're plenty appealing to me. Have that confidence."
"Appealing to you too..."
"And strengthen that desire to thank me. With what you're most confident in."
"Thank you with what I'm most confident in..."
Kalt was amplifying the thoughts and emotions already in her mind.
If he wanted, he could easily touch her in this state.
Or completely rewrite her common sense and perception, turning her into someone entirely different.
But Kalt didn't do that to Jena.
Her personality wasn't flawed enough to warrant such measures.
Besides, she hadn't wronged him.
On the contrary, she was a commendable woman who wanted to show her gratitude.
Turning such a target into a mindless puppet or sex toy wasn't Kalt's taste.
More than anything...
'That would be boring.'
Rather than easily forcing it with hypnosis, Kalt wanted to savor the original flavor while touching her personality as little as possible.
With minimal adjustments, Kalt withdrew his hand.
Life returned to Jena's dazed eyes.
"How about it, Jena?"
"Huh?"
"Decided how to thank me?"
"Well..."
At Kalt's question, Jena swallowed hard, then clung to his arm.
Pressing her breasts against his forearm to emphasize her feminine charms, her heart swelled with confidence.
"What do you think of this kind of thanks, Kalt?"
Kalt's mouth formed a satisfied arc.
"Sounds good to me."
Jena's pupils dilated slightly, her lips curving up.
Confidence brimmed within her chest.
But separately, the success of her attempt filled her with joy.
She was attractive in the eyes of Kalt, who traveled with the Fastest Hero Party.
The validation of her worth as a woman made her heart race.
"Shall we go?"
"Ah! W-wait a second!"
Jena hurriedly went back inside, donned a robe to cover her face, and returned.
Of course, Kalt understood—it was necessary.
If rumors spread that the signboard girl was sleeping around, it would hurt business.
Or men might start harassing her like Dread, seeing her as easy.
"L-let's go."
"Sure."
Kalt led Jena not to their usual inn, but to a nearby one.
To avoid being spotted by Mabel's party on the way in, which could lead to annoying trouble.
Upon entering the inn, Kalt rented a room and asked the innkeeper for one more thing.
"A slime."
Kalt pulled out money right away, and the innkeeper handed him a vial.
"Have a good time."
Once alone in the room, Jena shed her robe and stripped down to her underwear.
The intimate skin beneath her clothes—which had captivated countless men's gazes at the shop but never been revealed—was now bared before Kalt.
Her diligent work had sculpted her body into a perfectly balanced form, without an ounce of flab from laziness.
Though confident, exposing her skin before a man embarrassed her.
But having resolved to do this, she wouldn't cover her chest—she gripped her own forearms instead.
That shy gesture perfectly suited Kalt, who hadn't tasted a woman in so long.
"Kalt, sh-should I help apply the slime?"
Though this was Jena's first time with a man, working at the shop meant she'd heard plenty.
She knew slimes were what those without money used for contraception.
"No, not yet."
It was too early to use it.
From her reactions, Jena was either a first-timer or had little experience.
Her body needed warming up first.
Kalt approached Jena in her underwear and said,
"I'm going to touch you, Jena."
"Okay..."
With her consent, Kalt moved behind her and reached for her breasts.
He slipped his hand under her bra and gripped her bare breast directly.
"Eek... Kalt...! Ah...!"
Jena panicked at the swift move.
She'd expected him to touch over her clothes first, not dive right in.
But that fluster vanished from her mind quickly.
Kalt's kneading hands on her breasts.
The lewd sensations from his touch overwhelmed her instantly.
"Hngh, mm... Kalt..."
Because it was someone she felt grateful to and fond of, Jena accepted his touch.
'Sensitivity's good.'
The warmth and softness of a woman reached his hand after so long.
As he massaged her breasts, Kalt focused on her voice.
"As expected, Jena's breasts are big and soft. No wonder the shop patrons can't take their eyes off them."
"R-really? My breasts are that g... hng! Good?"
"Of course. Even I followed you with my eyes sometimes when you passed by."
"You did...? Eek! Hngh!"
Whispering in her ear, Kalt gave her not just physical but mental pleasure too.
Praise from a mere customer she served food to was worlds apart from this man who'd saved her.
Ten minutes later.
"Haa, hngh, Kalt... hngh!"
His gentle, repeated kneading and ear-whispered compliments had turned her voice lewd compared to the start.
Judging the moment right, Kalt shifted from soft massaging—his thumb and forefinger pinched her nipple.
"Jena, want to cum with your breasts?"
"Huh? What do you...?"
Ten minutes of teasing kneads had heightened her sensitivity.
In that state, Kalt gently squeezed her nipple, rubbing thumb and forefinger rapidly.
"Heek...!"
The stimulation on her hypersensitive breasts brought Jena a pleasure she'd never felt before.
'Why am I... just from having my breasts touched...'
For the first time in her life, Jena experienced climaxing solely from breast play.