8. Adult Products
8. Adult Products
Ahh, what a truly wonderful morning. The weather is exceptionally refreshing.
The children seem to have had good dreams overnight, as they're running around the yard with very bright faces since early morning.
"Haha! Nel wet the bed! They said they drew a map on the sheets!"
"Hey! No I didn't! I just spilled the water I was going to drink yesterday!"
What does it matter what the topic of conversation is?
Shuri and Nel are bickering as usual today, diligently building up their childhood friend dynamic. Unless the creator of this world is a pervert with extremely twisted sexual desires, those two would naturally become a married couple in 10 or 20 years, have children, and live harmoniously together.
I, Noah, sincerely hope for that.
After exchanging glances with the children, I leave the orphanage. As I'm lightly surveying the area around the church and enjoying the morning air, I see Elize running toward me breathlessly from afar.
"Oh! Noah-nim! Where are you going so early in the morning?"
"The weather is nice, so I thought I'd take a walk around the city."
Maintaining my usual indifferent expression is crucial. Absolutely, absolutely! I must not reveal my true intentions.
Elize let out a sigh as if disappointed.
"Is something going on?"
"Ugh... Priest dispatch! Dispatch! There are rumors of wolf packs appearing around the city, so priests need to join the extermination squad. If Noah-nim is interested..."
"Unfortunately, it's not a request that came to me directly. Good luck with your work."
"Eheheee~! That's so mean, Noah-nim!"
I turned my back on Elize, who was making a pouting face, and moved on.
Wolves, huh. If it were goblin hordes, that would be one thing, but there shouldn't be any problem even if I don't step in. If it had been an official request, I would have gladly taken it, but today I have more important matters.
"......"
Before leaving the church, I sneak a glance back at the office where Bishop Valerius would be.
It's fortunate I didn't run into Bishop Valerius. It's truly a fortunate thing, but judging by how he shows up at 'that store' every 2-3 days, he seems to be still at it.
I've already received 200 gold coins, so gradually... I think it's about time he could stop coming.
I left the church and walked through the city.
Ah~ what a pleasant morning~!
With all the troublesome people gone from Bellua, I have nothing to worry about. Really, really...
Munching on bite-sized snacks that nearby merchants happily offer, I pass through alley after alley. Until I reach a quiet corner where people's gazes diminish.
And then... I quietly flip my robe over my head.
[Perception Hindrance Magic Using Optical Refraction]
The casting is simple. Tapping the staff on the ground is the activation motion.
As you might guess from the magic's name, modern knowledge is quite helpful in implementing magic. Though that's not the important story right now... The magic I use generally follows that structure.
The important thing is being able to imagine the image.
Anyway... Thanks to this magic, I arrived at a small door in the back alley without anyone noticing.
A place I would normally only visit around dusk when the sun sets...
Creeeak~.
I opened the door.
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"------ Uuugghh!!!"
This place assigned solely to me, Room 1.
Only after hurriedly entering, closing and locking the door could I release all the tension that had built up in my body. The languid feeling spreading tinglingly from my toes upward...
Leaning against the door, I slowly slid down to sit.
"...I don't even know what I'm doing right now. Really."
My body had become sensitive.
Just walking still and having my arm brush against the wall makes my body jolt, and simply stretching when I wake up in the morning makes me come lightly. When I take off my clothes to enter the bath, it becomes even more obvious.
My nipples are erect pink 24/7 without even being touched.
My pussy is the same. It's wet 24 hours a day.
Thanks to magic, my mind remains intact, but my body is in a state of continuous buildup, accumulation upon accumulation.
If I were to release this magic, I would definitely...
Gulp.
With trembling legs, I barely managed to get up and head toward the sofa. A place where I don't need to worry about anyone's gaze. There might be a possibility of Marian peeking through the crystal orb, but a pervert like Marian isn't worth worrying about.
Undoing my robe and clothes, I threw them layer by layer onto the floor and collapsed onto the sofa.
"Kkeuung... I should have just refused... Why did I do it..."
I looked at the ceiling and blamed myself.
I gave Marian a total of 6 prototypes. That's because I had so many leftover slime cores.
'...Noah-nim. If we count giving 2 onaholes to the crown prince by adding one more, that leaves 4. May this girl try to find some use for these?'
At first, I thought nothing of it and nodded.
I'd only had a major setback with the hero recently. Because until now, not a single ordinary customer had been a problem. Besides, it's not direct penetration but indirect onahole insertion, so I figured I just needed to keep the sensation bypass magic constantly active.
However, the problem was the crown prince.
This crazy masturbation addict was clearly using the onahole for several hours a day even after leaving Bellua.
What does that bastard think an onahole is?
Using it like that, even with the slime's auto-repair function, it could break quickly. Of course, I can't exactly write "Do not use continuously for 5 hours!" on the onahole's instructions.
Generally speaking, a normal adult would know how to control their masturbation.
The simple solution would be to sever the magic linked to the onahole, but for some reason, I feel it's not necessary to go that far yet.
Why is that really...
I slipped my hand between my thighs. It wasn't exactly soaked, but just brushing against it left my palm wet with love juice.
And then, I rubbed my pussy.
Staring blankly at my hand brought before my eyes, I repeatedly stuck and unstuck my fingers. The sticky love juice stretching like threads between my fingers.
"...I'm such a pervert, really."
I let out a self-deprecating sigh.
This 'eroge'-like world.
The daughter of a count, Marian Lowell.
The hero leading a harem, Kyle.
The empire's third prince, Lucas.
Including myself, an elf mage...
Perhaps specific individuals in this world have been granted excessive stamina or sexual desires. Even though the examples are few, it felt like a reasonable speculation.
Could it be, even Senior Priest Irene?
While priests are an inseparable combination in eroge, I couldn't even imagine Priest Irene's perverted nature. I can only hope it's just my unnecessary worry.
Anyway, for these reasons, I had a foreboding feeling that someone I should be cautious of would visit Bellua soon.
Should I just go out of Bellua and come back only when someone who obviously looks troublesome arrives?
Hmm, no.
Why should I run away? I haven't done anything wrong. Why should I give up Mr. Bread's restaurant food? My place to rest and my comfortable place are all here in Bellua.
Suddenly overwhelmed by irritation, I tried to roll around on the sofa but couldn't even complete half a turn. Because my stiffly erect nipples painfully scraped against the leather sofa surface.
"Damn it..."
I let out a sigh and sat up.
Though it scraped painfully, it wasn't pain. It was closer to pleasure, actually. And I'm gradually becoming accustomed to accepting it.
Pervert... pervert...
Truly, no different from a pervert.
Pervert...
The reason this word won't leave my mind is probably because even now, someone is continuously using the onahole, using my pussy. Someone is using the pussy that the crown prince worked up so intensely, like passing a baton.
The four prototypes I gave to Marian.
It seems the impatient Marian has already given the onaholes to someone. While this level is just ticklish, I couldn't ignore the accumulated sensations in my body.
After shuddering once,
I picked up the parchment on the table and unfolded it.
['Elf's Temptation' Mass Production and Distribution Proposal]
[Regarding Mass Production Methods]
[Current Problem: Directly synchronized with the creator's biometric data, high probability of overload if mass produced.]
[Solution: To be considered!]
"......"
[Pricing and Target Demographic]
[Base Price: Considering 10 gold coins or more.]
That's expensive, isn't it?
But hearing the reasons written, it was somewhat understandable. Firstly, it's a magical tool with auto-repair function plus heating capability. It's also a new item that hasn't been mass-produced yet.
That guy Veron asked if this wasn't a sculpture when he saw it.
When I first heard it from Marian, I laughed because it was so absurd.
[Distribution Channels and Scope]
[Phase 1: Secret sales to VIPs within Bellua city and nearby territories.]
[Phase 2: Expansion to surrounding cities. Establish secret distribution network through VIPs.]
[Phase 3: Ultimately, brand establishment of 'Buttock Wall Brothel'!]
This proposal is equally absurd.
The last page of the proposal had a signature field. Unless my signature goes here, this ridiculous onahole distribution plan would end with just 6 prototypes.
If the onahole the crown prince has breaks, that would be the end of it.
There's no reason to sign.
My pockets are already stuffed with gold coins, and my aroused body is nothing but inconvenient.
I asked myself again.
Why really... I wondered.
I picked up the pen.
If asked who is ultimately responsible for reaching this situation, I couldn't deny that it's myself.
Noah.
[Bellua Adult Products Business Begins!]