2. Double Life
2. Double Life
I opened my eyes to this world about three years ago on some random day. It might sound like a cliché line, but it was a reincarnation as cliché as its introduction.
Work, home, work, home...
I was probably playing some damn adult game called A**adne at home in my final moments. What a foolish life.
Though it's meaningless to think about now,
I still hope my computer was properly shut down just in case I ever return. If someone came to my house and found an adult game on my monitor, well...
Anyway, that trivial memory is my last memory.
And then, just like that, I opened my eyes in this world.
If they had reincarnated me into the adult game I was playing, I could have at least gotten some perks or cheats, but unfortunately, this is just a fantasy world I know nothing about.
If I had to say what little I got...
"...Status window."
[ Status Window ]
Name : Noah
Race : Elf
Occupation : Mage, ???
Trait : Reincarnated
HP: 5/10
Strength: 3/10
Magic Power : 8/10
Agility : 4/10
Gift : 'Burst' (Always Active)
"......."
Well, at least I have this.
The problem is that I can't interact with it at all. It's literally just a status window that shows my status.
This 'Gift' could be considered my reincarnation perk, but...
It's because of this Gift that I'm doing this kind of thing now, so I can't exactly say it's all good.
[ Current Status : Aroused, Submissive, In Heat, Exposed to Aphrodisiac ... ]
[ Sexual Sensitivity : High ]
[ Development Level : 34% (In Progress) ]
"...Ngh."
Even though I've cast Sensory Delay, Sensory Transference, and Sensory Reduction magic on myself, I can't stop my body from reacting on its own.
When I went to see another room for observation(?) once...
I'd rather not end up drooling and getting fucked like that woman in room 2. A ridiculous sense of pride... or something like that.
By now, my pointed ears might have turned slightly red. I can't tell since I removed the mirror, and no one will see my face anyway.
That's fortunate.
If that condition hadn't been attached from the start, I wouldn't have even begun this work.
"...Fuck, it's so tight. This bitch."
A voice from beyond the wall.
It's a voice I've heard in the village before. He often comes to the blacksmith to get his dagger maintained.
At those times...
Bargus the blacksmith, who must be on the other side of the wall right now, would often scan my body with a subtle look in his eyes. Whenever I pretend not to notice and turn around to look at the weapons, he always does that.
Untouchable, unattainable...
Does he even realize that the woman he's violating right now is her?
I can know who the customer is, but they have no way of knowing the woman on the other side of the wall.
This is that kind of place.
A faceless brothel.
I bit my lip, and a small sound escaped. I was getting impatient because the sex was dragging on for quite a while.
'...It's not like he's some stamina monster, why is it taking so long.'
"...Fuck, fuck... fuck...."
I wonder what happened to him today, or if he's showing his true self that he hides from others—right now he's probably got a rag in his mouth and is diligently thrusting away.
Of course, I can't see him. And I don't want to.
Even though I'm doing this to make a living... every penny I earn goes straight to magic stones, so I have no choice.
So I wish he'd finish quickly and leave.
I tightened my lower abdomen, clenching my vaginal walls tightly.
Then, most men would,
"...Ugh!"
let out a single scream and ejaculate immediately.
"...Whew, fuck. Crazy bitch, it's so tight. I'm just gonna... today...!"
Usually, foolish men would immediately try to grab my hips and aim for another insertion, but no way.
One session, one ejaculation.
Even if they cum right after insertion, it's no exception.
When I give the signal, the guards immediately enter the room on the other side.
A noisy sound immediately came from beyond the wall.
"...Ah, alright! I'll go! This gentleman will come again next time."
'...Ugh. "Gentleman" my ass.'
Just as I was about to laugh at how absurd it was,
Smack-!
It seems he slapped my butt with his palm. What a terrible man, even at the very moment of leaving.
But well, I've reached a point where I just consider this level as a final service and let it go.
I don't want to understand, but if I try to imagine the perspective of a horny man, could he really resist not slapping a bare butt sticking out from a wall?
Even if I put up a warning sign telling them not to do it, this particular habit never changed, so I've pretty much given up...
Pretending it's out of generosity was the only way to protect what little pride I have left.
"......."
It became quiet beyond the wall. Bargus was the last customer, so that's only natural.
I clumsily pulled my body out of the hole.
Seeing the traces dripping onto the floor, I cast a spell without delay, before the post-nut clarity could even hit.
"Clean."
The sticky discomfort washes away instantly. Magic is really convenient in situations like this. Though I feel a slightly belated sense of clarity at the fact that I'm using it for this purpose.
I familiarly adjusted my clothes and straightened my robe. My appearance now probably isn't much different from when I entered this place.
The usual cold, noble, unapproachable elf mage appearance.
I moved to the drawer in the corner of the room.
The second drawer.
"...One, two, three...."
Inside the drawer was a heavy pouch of gold coins. The manager put it here for me since I dislike encountering others.
Today's earnings were more generous than usual.
Even though Bargus had a rag in his mouth, it seems he definitely opened his wallet. With this, I should be able to cover food expenses for about a week without worry.
For someone like me who has to spend all my earnings on magic stones rather than selling them, this is an unavoidable means of survival.
I pulled my hood down low again and left the room.
This is my secret side job. Though I don't do it every day, since it covers my food expenses, you could say it's my main job in a way...
It's the kind of work I don't want others to find out about.
===
Knock knock-.
My eyes naturally opened at the sound of knocking. Sunlight streaming through the window and a familiar ceiling.
It's only natural since this is the lodging where I stay.
The voice that follows is also familiar. It's the voice of the kid who comes every morning to tell me breakfast is ready.
"Noah-nim! Breakfast is ready, shall I bring it to you?"
Honestly, I really want to keep sleeping...
But I can't.
Think of all the effort I've put into building the image of a 'renowned elf mage.'
Complaining about waking up late from the morning doesn't suit 'Noah's' image at all.
I struggled to sit up and spoke with a sleepy voice.
"...I'd like to wash up first."
"Ah! Yes! I'll bring it to you right away!"
The sound of footsteps fades away beyond the door. I pushed aside the blanket and got up from bed. My joints ache from all that craziness last night.
Doing that until 4 AM Earth time... and waking up at 8 AM, of course I'm tired.
"...Hoo."
I washed my face with the water the kid brought, had a simple meal of bread and soup, then put on my robe and went down to the first floor.
Since this place serves as both a dining hall and lodging for mercenaries, it's common to see mercenaries or adventurers eating.
Creak, creak-
Their gazes briefly turned toward me at the sound of my footsteps on the wooden stairs. But they quickly looked away.
It's publicly known that the elf named 'Noah' finds such attention uncomfortable.
However...
"...No, Noah-nim! Are you going out already?"
The kid, Kal, approached and asked. It seems young children don't care about that elf's image.
Since I've maintained a certain level of decency while staying here, I have no reason to get annoyed at this kid.
"I have work today so I'll likely return late. I plan to eat lunch and dinner outside."
"Ah, well... then...."
He seems to be hoping for something.
"I'll grant your request later."
"...Yep!"
I left Kal behind and exited the lodging.
As my first schedule, I needed to stop by the Guild first. To check for requests.
Given my constitution where magic power decreases every minute and second, I tend to immediately take on quests that can yield magic stones.
Maintaining a blank expression, I walked toward the Guild with my usual gait.
Since the path naturally clears when I pass by, I habitually opened my status window.
[ Gift : 'Burst' (Always Active) ]
[ Current Status : Sexual sensitivity is temporarily increased. (Aftereffects) ]
'...Fuck. Why won't the sensitivity go down.'
But I can't show it in the middle of this city. I bit my lip and swallowed a shallow moan.
My clothes rubbing against my thighs were making me aroused on their own.
I barely managed to arrive at the Velua Branch of the Adventurers Guild in that state.
"......."
"......."
Naturally, the adventurers' gazes briefly turned toward me before scattering. It's an unpleasant feeling.
The mix of sweat smell, metal smell, all kinds of odors also contributed. Thanks to that, my previously heated body cooled down instantly.
I immediately headed toward receptionist Marian. Marian straightened her back as soon as she saw me.
"...I'd like to check if any good requests have come in."
"If it's a request for Noah-nim..."
Marian rummaged through the requests and handed me a piece of paper.
"This one?"
"It's an escort mission. Mr. Bargus wants to contract mercenaries from C-rank up to B-rank. It's a short job but the shilling payment is quite high..."
"Bargus...?"
Tch, I clicked my tongue softly but accepted the request form Marian handed over. If he's paying, I'll do the work.
Anyway, that man won't know that the woman he was fucking this morning was me.
Maintaining my blank expression, I answered Marian.
"...I'll take the request. Where is Bargus now?"
"Ah, that's great! Um, and Mr. Bargus is probably at his blacksmith shop right now?"
"So you mean you don't know."
"Hehe...."
Turning my back on Marian who was giving a foolish smile,
I immediately headed toward Bargus's blacksmith shop.