99. With Mizuki, in a Narrow Room (Mizuki⭐︎)

After finishing dinner, we returned to the inn.

"Is Fam okay?"

It was a cramped room. Like they'd crammed an extra bed into a single-occupancy space. Mizuki was sitting on one of the beds.

"I left her in Myra's room."

Fam had gotten drunk and started rambling nonsense until she finally passed out. I'd carried her back to the inn on my back.

"Why does she drink when she knows she'll end up like that?"

I need to tell her never to touch booze when I'm not around.

"You don't get it, do you?"

"...Is there a reason?"

Mizuki stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.

"The more you learn about people, the more you come to love dogs."

Mizuki murmured. It was a quote attributed to Mark Twain, the author from our original world.

"I still don't get it at all, but watching you kinda jogged my memory."

It wasn't just "kinda." She must've associated it with our encounter with Joe and the others earlier.

"...I've never thought of Fam as a pet. And I'm not so worn out by relationships in this world that blind loyalty feels appealing."

I answered desperately.

"That won't give Fam any closure."

Mizuki said.

"So, Joe and Becky—are they Transfers?"

"Probably. They said they're chasing someone who summoned a goddess. Not sure if they realize it's me."

"Why'd they have to go with names like Joe, of all things...?"

I'd been hung up on that too, but looks like she felt the same.

"Those two knew about Mii and his crew. Since they're not fighting, they're probably not Transfers summoned by the Goddess Five Pillars. I don't want them as enemies, but..."

"You won't actively try to recruit them either, right?"

I nodded at Mizuki. The intel was tempting, but the risk if things turned hostile was too high.

"So, why'd it take so damn long to decide the order?"

Mizuki looked troubled.

"Uh... is it okay to tell you...?"

"I've gotta mentally prepare myself too."

"Prepare for what!?"

"Mizuki, didn't you just say 'nani'?"

"I didn't!"

"Playing dumb?"

"Why do you always try to make me say pervy stuff?"

"'Cause you'd never say it otherwise. I'm planning to collect all the lewd lines from you, publish 'em as a quote book, and sell it through the Mateo Company."

"...I wanna get so wasted I black out."

Mizuki puffed out her cheeks and looked away.

"Anyway, about the order—what happened?"

"Um, Claire ended up last."

"..."

That explained why she headed back to the inn and never showed. Were Aver and the others eavesdropping on that meeting too? God, that's embarrassing—keep that stuff in-house next time.

"Oh, and Cecily's sitting out the rotation."

"Wh-why...? Her period?"

"Dunno? I figured that potion would stop it."

"You haven't had yours?"

"Me...? Yeah, it was supposed to be around when we got attacked, but..."

"So you might be pregnant, huh."

"Take responsibility?"

"I will. For real. I'll never let you go. That cool?"

"Y-yeah. If that happens... Wait, take responsibility now!"

Mizuki replied. Should've checked with Myra, but it probably works like birth control from our world. In ten years, we might end up like Uta Akizuki, but no matter what, I have to get at least Mizuki back home.

Still, Cecily... What the hell is she thinking? Does she really plan to leave me? The thought made everything go dark.

"Mash, you're moping about Cecily, right? I get it, but do that in front of her. Seeing that gloomy face in front of me hurts, y'know."

"S-sorry. What about Ira?"

Mizuki shook her head.

"Reason?"

"Ask her yourself."

She tacked on to my words.

"When I was agonizing over you, Cecily thought about you..."

"Ugh..."

I shot her a deadpan glare, and she squirmed, looking guilty.

"If you're gonna say something unhelpful, at least hear me out for real. Promise you won't get mad?"

"Yeah."

Felt like she was about to drop something dumb, but I wanted her advice before talking to Cecily.

"First off, Mash... Never mind, maybe not. Cecily might've already heard this..."

"Spit it out already—don't tease."

Mizuki shook her head at my urging.

"Normally, no girl falls for a middle-aged guy."

I'd braced for it, but damn, she swung hard.

"Guh, yeah, but that's brutal. You too?"

"Me and Fam are the weird ones. Not the standard. Myra's got a big crush on 'otherworld heroes,' plus she's closest to your age out of us. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Ira? Total mystery."

"What about Cecily?"

I wanted details on what "weird" meant, but Cecily first.

"Lead's part of it, sure, but at first I thought she just wanted to steal you from me and Fam... Probably felt your affection for her. You like her reckless side, right? She's the only one who thinks you like her personality."

"Nah, I like your personality too."

"Hard to say myself, but that's from dating, right? I'm talking entry point for romance."

"Fair enough. And?"

"That's it. Her personality let her accept you at first, but now it won't. That's all."

"...No fixing that, huh."

"Should've stuck to just me and Fam. But Cecily welcomed you here as a comrade, so I wanna keep adventuring with her. Try harder, okay?"

"Worried about Cecily, but you're still gonna do me..."

I shoved Mizuki onto her back on the bed and stole her lips.

"Mm... mmmph."

A sweet sigh escaped her.

I hugged her tighter, demanding more kisses.

"Don't go anywhere, Mizuki."

"Mmm... I'm staying with you, Mash."

She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me close.

After devouring each other's lips for a while, I stripped off her clothes.

Her firm, perky breasts emerged. Her proportions were still killer. We're eating the same stuff lately—how does she stay this perfect?

"Wh-what? Staring like that is embarrassing."

"How do you want it today?"

I shed my own clothes. The delay was frustrating. I wanted to touch her forever.

"T-today's a 'rough' day, I guess?"

Too many 'rough' days lately.

"You got a rape fantasy, Mizuki?"

I slid a hand around her back, pulling her in, then stroked her ass. Firm and oh-so-nice.

"Not exactly rape, but when I masturbate, I often imagine being forced... Yeah, probably."

Her confession sent shivers through me.

"But Mash, please—don't think less of me?"

"Hell no. Turns me on big time."

"Am I the only one who thinks like this?"

"Wanna ask the others?"

Mizuki pondered, then shook her head.

The fingers on her ass brushed her rear entrance.

"Nnh!"

She yelped, so I teased the tip in shallowly.

"Gonna claim this too someday."

"Y-yeah. But today, front's better?"

As she answered, I shoved two fingers deep.

"Guuuuh! M-Mash!?"

I kneaded her anus, savoring the slick insides, then used water ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠magic to flush her ass.

"Hyaaah!"

She arched her back.

"Nnh, ah, M-Mash, too much—it's coming out!"

I pistoned my fingers hard. She clenched to hold it in, but loosened when I plunged deep. I exploited it, ravaging her ass.

"My ideal Mizuki doesn't leak from the back!"

"Wh-what, then why—ahn, this is too much!"

Her breathing grew ragged.

"You asked for rough."

"Y-yeah, but! Aah! Next time back there, I swear—please, today!"

Tears welled in her eyes as she gripped my arms, begging me to stop.

"Promise?"

"Aa, yeah! Promise!"

I pulled my fingers out.

She collapsed limply into the bed.

I spread her legs. She complied obediently.

Bald and smooth—her slit was crystal clear. Parting it revealed pink folds dripping nectar. It twitched, trying to close against my fingers.

"Gets like this even from anal play, huh."

I teased her verbally.

"Wet since the kiss. Probably."

"Even the one during the day?"

"Not this much, but a little..."

Her honesty cracked me up.

"Pfft, why're you laughing? Can't help it!"

While she protested, I pressed my cockhead to her entrance.

"Al-already putting it in?"

"Don't want to?"

She shook her head.

"Want it in quick."

"Then beg."

"Eh...? Okay, Mash, put it in, please."

"Lame. What where?"

She got it, cheeks flushing crimson.

"Meanie. Won't hate me?"

"Nah. Say it."

She took a deep breath, steeling herself.

"Wait, recording this."

I grabbed my smartphone, switched to video.

Thought she'd balk, but she stayed quiet.

"M-Mash, put Mash's dick... in my pussy..."

"Redo, Mizuki. 'Pussy' where?"

Her whole face burned red. I felt her heartbeat hammering through her skin. Tears pooled in her eyes, glinting in the lamplight.

"Put Mash's dick... in my pussy... please."

I'd made her say it, but hearing it maxed my arousal. Brain-melting.

Couldn't hold back—I sank into her depths.

She writhed, welcoming me in.

Tight resistance like rejection, yet undulations urging me deeper—transmitted straight through my shaft.

I pulled back lightly, thrust in again. Slick with her juices, it glided smooth.

"Mash, I love you. I'll always be with you."

She hugged me tight. Her pussy clenched harder. I started thrusting.

"Ahn, Mash—I won't go back if you don't!"

She sought a kiss. Tongues tangled; I savored her saliva as she stole mine.

Tasteless, but a sweet haze enveloped my brain.

She rocked her hips to my rhythm. Her tits jiggled lewdly each time. Pinching the cherry tips made her jolt like she'd been shocked.

I pounded away, lost in it.

"Wanted this since we met. Never dreamed it'd happen."

"Mash, I... feels so good, more—ahn, Mash!"

She ground against me, craving more pleasure.

Wanted to thrust forever. Watch her moan forever.

But limit hit.

I sped up. She got it, locking her legs around my waist.

Ecstasy surged. I pumped thick spurts deep inside.

She lifted her hips to take it all.

Her pussy spasmed wildly.

Mizuki lay limp, entranced, staring at the ceiling as she sank into the bed.

I collapsed atop her, pleasant exhaustion washing over me. My spent cock slipped free.

"Mizuki... stay with me forever. Don't leave."

"...Yeah. Always."

Her hand circled my back.

We drifted into deep sleep.

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