No One's Around, So Who Cares?
The sweat-soaked brown skin of Kaina glistened like black pearls under the soft moonlight. Her perky ears tickled the nape of my neck, and her fluffy wolf tail—typical of beastmen—continued to lazily sweep across the bedsheets from side to side, still heavy with satisfaction.
“Master… I’m still not satisfied. One more time…”
Her delicate breaths brushing against my ear carried a sweetness that completely contradicted her wild nature. Isilia, who had been watching the whole thing, furrowed her brows in clear displeasure.
“Kaina, can’t you see Aren is exhausted? Why don’t you stop and just go to sleep?”
The two of them were at it again. I let out a deep sigh and stared up at the ceiling.
Thanks to the physical enhancement I’d gained from my relationship with Kaina, my body felt noticeably stronger. The beast transformation was probably one of the beastmen’s innate abilities. Through the window, the shady night streets of Belheim stretched out below us.
It had only been a single day since we’d razed the slave market to the ground. Shaking off the wave of exhaustion crashing over me, I spoke in a low voice.
“That’s enough for tonight. Let’s get some sleep.”
“We’re leaving this city tomorrow.”
“Tch… Fine, Master.”
“Ugh… You never listen to me, but you always listen to Aren!”
Kaina rubbed her face against my chest with clear reluctance, pressing her firm body even tighter against mine. At the same time, Isilia quickly wrapped her arms around my other side. Soon, the only sound filling the room was the steady breathing of the three of us.
How much time had passed?
My instincts, buried deep in sleep, caught a faint sense of wrongness. Shhhk—
An extremely suppressed presence. In a room without even a whisper of wind, the curtains swayed ever so slightly. It was an inhuman level of stealth and killing intent that no ordinary person would ever notice.
But my senses, sharpened through my connection with Kaina, rang a sharp alarm.
I rose from the bed in complete silence, hiding my own presence. The movement woke both Isilia and Kaina, who had been sleeping soundly on either side of me.
“Mmm… Aren? Where are you going at this hour?”
“Master… something’s off…”
I lightly kissed their foreheads as they mumbled in their sleepy haze, then lowered my voice to the barest whisper.
“It’s nothing. I’m just going to get some fresh air. Go back to sleep.”
The sharp-eyed Kaina tried to get up, but my firm gaze made her lower her ears and tail. She reluctantly burrowed back under the covers.
I grabbed my sword, opened the door without a sound, and slipped out of the inn.
The desolate, pitch-black clearing behind the inn.
The moment I stepped into the damp darkness where even moonlight couldn’t reach, the air around me froze solid.
Shwoosh—!
Two violet daggers tore through the air, flying straight for my throat and heart. Clang—! Clang!!
Just as I’d expected, I drew my sword and lightly deflected them. The instant the daggers veered off course, a shadow burst through the veil of darkness and unleashed a barrage of lethal strikes.
Clink! Clang! Kaang—!
The attacks were incredibly fast and precise. Worse, the blade trajectories were viciously unpredictable. This was clearly a top-tier assassin specialized in stealth and murder.
But with the experience from my past lives and a body that had grown even stronger, there was no way a frontal assault like this would work on me.
Kaaaang—!
I slammed the opponent’s dagger aside with brute force, completely destroying their balance. I closed the distance in a single breath, aiming my blade at their now-exposed throat.
And in that moment, the assassin’s face was clearly revealed under the moonlight.
Short hair the color of melted midnight sky. Eyes that gleamed like cold, mysterious amethysts. A voluptuous figure perfectly emphasized by tight leather clothing that clung to every curve.
The moment our eyes met, the assassin’s previously icy gaze flooded with shock. The hand gripping her dagger began to tremble violently.
“…A-Aren?”
Her eyes widened.
“Aren… is it really you?”
The cold, murderous expression on her face crumbled in an instant. Tears welled up in her purple eyes. Every trace of the intent to kill me just moments ago had vanished without a trace.
She dropped her weapons without hesitation and threw herself into my arms like a magnet pulling her in.
I gently calmed the sobbing woman and continued the conversation.
“Aren…! My husband…! I missed you so much, I really missed you!”
I knew it was coming, but to think this assassin was one of my wives too…
She pressed her chest firmly against me and burst into adorable tears, as if she had never been a cold-blooded killer. Her previously pale cheeks flushed with a peach-colored blush, and every breath she took carried a sweet, intoxicating scent that teased my nose.
Even as I felt overwhelmed by the fact that yet another wife from my past life had appeared, I gently pulled her away and asked,
“Silphid. Calm down and talk to me. Why did you attack me?”
At my calm voice, Silphid curled up like a cat and looked up at me with tear-filled eyes.
“Well… the one they call the Shadow of the Slave Market emptied his entire fortune to put a hit out on you.”
“He wanted me to take care of you.”
“So it was that guy I let slip last time…”
“But if I had known the target was my husband, I would have skinned the bastard who gave me the job right then and there…”
Silphid bared her fangs and ground her teeth in clear frustration.
“Aren, should I go rip that bastard’s limbs off right now?”
“I’ll ask you to do that later.”
“Really? Then…”
Silphid’s face turned red as she gazed at me.
“It’s been so long since I saw my husband… Can’t we relieve some of that pent-up longing right here…?”
Her tone instantly turned seductive. She slyly slid her leg between my thighs.
Her naked body was both slender and lethally curved—modestly full breasts, a narrow waist, and firm hips. The countless small scars covering her skin told the story of the brutal life she had lived as an assassin.
She gently wrapped her hand around my cock and began to stroke it slowly. The precise hand movements she had mastered as an assassin sent waves of intense pleasure through me.
“We’re… we’re outside, you know?”
“No one’s around, so who cares?”
“If someone sees us, I can just kill the witness and destroy the evidence, right?”
“That’s not okay at all, so please don’t.”
She smiled and lowered her body.
Schlup—
Her hot, wet pussy slowly swallowed me whole.
“Mmm… Haaang…”
Silphid let out a small moan. In the cowgirl position, she rocked her hips back and forth, squeezing me tightly. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow—she kept changing the rhythm, driving my sanity to the brink.
Squelch— Plap… Plap— Squish, squish…
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh and her sweet moans filled the night air of the clearing. She leaned forward, bracing her hands on my chest, and gave me a deep kiss. Our tongues tangled passionately as her lower body moved even more wildly.
“Chuuup—”
“Slurp…”
“Deeper… thrust it deeper…!”
I grabbed her hips tightly and slammed upward from below.
“Hngh…! Haah…!”
Silphid’s body trembled violently.
“Hngh…!”
Her inner walls quivered and clenched around my cock like they were trying to crush it. We kept changing positions, losing ourselves in each other. Every time Silphid reached her peak, she cried like a child and shook uncontrollably.
“Aang! Right there… it feels so good…!”
“I love you… In this life, I won’t lose you…!”
Finally, I poured my hot cum deep inside her most sacred place.
At that exact moment, a new power flowed into my body.
├─ Complete erasure of presence
├─ Advanced assassination techniques acquired
└─ One-strike vital point targeting ★
My entire body felt as light as a feather. The methods to completely erase my presence and the techniques to strike vital points with a single blow were now etched into my mind.
Right at that moment—
“Aren!!”
The back door connected to the clearing burst open as if it had been kicked down. Isilia and Kaina stormed in. Their eyes widened in shock the moment they saw us.
“Wh-who the hell is this thieving cat of a woman?!”
“Don’t tell me… she’s also from your past life…”
Isilia’s pointed ears trembled as she shouted. Kaina sniffed the air and glared at Silphid.
“Master’s body smells like another woman again.”
Silphid, still wrapped around my waist with her legs, smiled faintly as she lifted the corners of her mouth.
“…My name is Silphid. I’m Aren’s wife.”
“What?!”
“Master is mine!”
The two of them were on the verge of exploding with jealousy, but that fury quickly turned toward me.
Isilia rushed over first, wrapping her arms around my neck as she cried out.
“Aren is… mine!”
Kaina shoved Silphid aside and clung to my chest.
“Master! Do it with me too! This time I’m going to be on top!”
“E-everyone, just calm down…”
“You’re telling us to calm down after we just saw that?!”
“Master, you’re doing it with me first. Got it?!”
“My husband really does have a talent for attracting women…”
Silphid’s mischievous remark was the final blow. My mind went completely blank.
“L-Let’s just go back to the room and talk about this…”
I barely managed to drag all three wives back to the room and calm them down before a splitting migraine hit me like a hammer.
“My head again…”
“So this is the symptom that appears when your past-life memories return?”
At Silphid’s question, Isilia nodded and explained.
“Yes, that’s right. Whenever Aren gets like this, he becomes completely defenseless, so we have to protect him thoroughly!”
“I’ll protect Master.”
Silphid smiled faintly and spun her dagger smoothly in her hand.
“You two can go back to sleep. I can protect Aren all by myself.”
“Are you trying to settle who’s the strongest here and establish a hierarchy?”
“Everyone, wait just a—!”
At Isilia’s shout, all eyes turned to me.
Slump—
Strength left my body and I collapsed. The three of them caught me almost simultaneously. The room fell into silence.
“For now, let’s wait until Aren wakes up.”
“I don’t really like sharing a space with two other women… but I suppose that’s for the best.”
“I will protect Master.”
As my consciousness sank into the abyss, a familiar, blood-soaked voice echoed inside my head.
“If you truly love Silphid, prove it by drinking this poison.”