Chapter 779: Enhancement Period
Chapter 779: Enhancement Period
“Ngh… After such a long, exhausting day, haaht… how could you… heuht… possibly think of this the moment we got back to our room…? Ngh… You pervert… ahng… you…”
But perhaps she was a little too shy to just accept it passively, because even as Sara held and stroked me, she shot me a cute glare and continued her adorable complaints.
“What are you talking about? It’s because it was an exhausting day that we have to be even more proactive.”
Sara’s words meant nothing to me, the man with Healing Sex. I brushed off her playful protests, moving my hand from her chest to caress her smooth stomach.
My hand traveled down her abdomen, and I placed one hand on her hip and the other on her thigh, rubbing them gently.
After all, my official purpose here was to wash her.
“Well, yes, but… ahht… that’s not what I meant…”
“Hm? Then what did you mean?”
Not what she meant?
Curious about what she was trying to say, I paused the hand that had been indulging in the feel of her body and waited for her to continue.
“Haah… haah… What I mean is… I know we recover stamina when we do this, but normally, when you’re that tired, you don’t even have the energy to think about it, right?”
“Ah, I see.”
Her explanation finally made it clear what she was talking about.
She was referring to the mental aspect.
But wasn’t that even less of an issue?
“I think that’s just unavoidable, though.”
“Unavoidable?”
“I’m about to sleep with the Sara Auden. How could the thought not cross my mind?”
“Hk…!”
As I whispered that into her ear, Sara’s cheeks, already flushed from the warm water, turned an even deeper shade of crimson, and she was left speechless.
“Wh-what’s that? ‘The Sara Auden’? Are you confusing me with Diana? I’m not famous enough to be called something so grand…”
But Sara quickly composed herself and spoke, glaring at me slightly.
Sara, my dear. No matter what kind of face you make, if there’s no killing intent behind it, it’s obvious you’re just embarrassed and trying to change the subject.
You’re a Hero, after all. When you’re truly angry, your killing intent is no joke.
“I’m not talking about whether you’re famous or not. What’s important is that you’re my ideal woman. You said it yourself, didn’t you? That I stared at you so intensely the first time we stayed at an inn together. You’re so much my ideal woman that I fell for you at first sight and had to talk to you. So for me, that’s more than enough reason to call you ‘the Sara Auden.’”
And in truth, Sara was already famous enough among adventurers to be called ‘the Sara Auden.’
She might be hiding the fact that she’s a Hero, but she was, first and foremost, a member of our party.
Of course, it was true that our party hadn’t even reached the 5th floor yet, but for a party at our level, we had a track record of uncovering secrets of the Dungeon that no one else had.
Using a penis as a key, the sub-layers, and so on.
That alone was enough to get rumors spreading among adventurers, but on top of that, most of our party members were world-famous.
The leader was a Saint, officially recognized by the Pope as a messenger of the Goddess. Then there was the supreme Archmage, a knight of the Royal Guard, and a Cardinal who bore a curse of her own volition.
Even Leia was apparently quite famous within the city as a goddess who descended upon the slums.
Naturally, the attention couldn’t help but fall on Sara, the only one without any known reputation.
Just who is she to be in a party like that? they wondered.
And since her beauty didn’t lose out in the slightest even among such a group, she drew even more interest.
From what I’d heard, discussions about Sara’s identity had become a staple topic of conversation whenever adventurers gathered for a drink at a tavern.
This was all secondhand information from a male adventurer who had stopped me to ask about her, but he had no reason to lie, so it was probably true.
In that sense, Sara was already more than famous enough to be called ‘the Sara Auden.’
Well, not that it mattered, since that wasn’t what I meant anyway.
“Hmph… S-silly… Flattering me like that won’t get you anywhere, you know?”
That was Sara’s reply, but it was obvious to anyone that my words had hit their mark.
Honestly, even her pouting is adorable.
“No, I wasn’t saying it hoping to get something. But well, if you insist on doing something for me…”
“…You really are an idiot.”
As I shattered the serious atmosphere with my lighthearted tone, Sara’s expression soured slightly. She pouted and muttered.
“What? Disappointed I broke the mood? Should I do it more? In a word, I think Sara Au—mmph!”
“S-silly! That’s enough, okay?!”
As I tried to shower her with more praise, Sara hastily clamped her hand over my mouth.
She clearly enjoyed my compliments, but it seemed listening to any more would be too embarrassing for her to bear.
With her face flushed crimson, Sara hung her head low and stood still for a moment, as if lost in thought.
When she looked up again, a resolute light shone in her eyes.
“Besides, if we’re talking about who likes who more, I like you more, you know?!”
“What?”
Hearing Sara’s follow-up, I felt a little dumbfounded.
Don’t get me wrong, I was purely happy to hear her say that. I just didn’t understand why it came out of nowhere.
Is she trying to compete with me over who likes the other more? Did my words trigger her competitive spirit?
I knew she had a personality that hated to lose, but still…
Seeing my baffled expression, Sara gave a slight smile and continued.
“The Goddess sent you to me…! I think… you’re my… fated… person…”
She started off strong, but as she spoke, she grew more and more embarrassed. Her voice, which had been full of spirit, began to shrink until it was too quiet to hear.
Seeing her like that, and the way her eyes looked at me expectantly, I finally realized why she had suddenly brought this up.
“My fated person, sent by the Goddess, huh. Well, the Goddess did send me here, so you’re not entirely wrong. Yes, the two of us are fated to be…”
“Eek…! Why aren’t you embarrassed?!”
Just as I thought. Mwahahaha. Oh, Sara. You still have a long way to go. If you wanted to make me blush, you should at least be able to say embarrassing things more calmly than I can.
You see, when someone is more embarrassed than me, I get excited and feel less embarrassed myself!
Isn’t that just you having a personality that likes to tease people?
Hmph. Let’s just say I have a playful personality.
“Now, Sara. To your fated man, you should…”
“B-be quiet, you idiot! Kya?!”
As I continued my teasing, Sara tried to cover my mouth again, but I wasn’t going to just let it happen this time.
I lightly licked the palm of her hand, and she reflexively pulled it away. In that opening, I teased her once more.
“My, my. Calling your fated man an idiot.”
“Guwon! That’s enough, right?! Sheesh…!”
Sara shot me a look, her expression one of utter vexation.
Oops. Did I tease her too much?
No, it wasn’t that I was only trying to tease her. I was genuinely, purely happy to hear her call me her fated person. I just got a little too excited.
“I love you.”
“……”
When I changed the mood again and said that, Sara said nothing, simply continuing to glare at me.
“Are you going to keep staying silent like that?”
“…I love you, too.”
Only after I said that did Sara finally part her lips and mutter in a voice so small it was almost a whisper.
I pressed my lips against hers and began to slowly trace every inch of her body with my hands again.
“Ngh… Mmm… Heuht… Ughn…”
When I felt Sara’s breath, transmitted directly through our lips, become sufficiently heated, I pulled away and looked directly into her eyes.
“Shall we head to the room now?”
“Yeah… Ah, but I still haven’t…”
“I’ve already washed you completely.”
I had been lathering her up all over from the start, and I’d washed the remaining parts while we were just kissing.
Sara, on the other hand, aside from covering my mouth, hadn’t touched anything but my Dick the entire time.
“Urk…!”
Realizing this, Sara glanced down at her own hand, which was still gripping me tightly, and her face flushed bright red.
Now, who’s the pervert?
Normally, I would have said that, but even I wasn’t about to start teasing her again right after I’d finally managed to change the mood from my last round of teasing.
As I’ve said time and again, I, for one, know how to pick the right time and place for my jokes.
…Though there are rare occasions when I don’t.
“Then how about we quickly finish washing me and go to the room? Sara, you take the front. I’ll wash my back.”
“Don’t people usually ask someone else to wash their back?”
“No. If I take the front, it’ll just turn into me masturbating, like you said. Ah, but I guess you’ve washed this part enough, so it doesn’t need any more washing.”
“Hmph… You idiot.”
As I spoke as if I’d just realized it, Sara shot me a glare and lightly slapped my chest.
“Just kidding. Please get my back.”
I gave her lips another light kiss and turned around.
Immediately, I felt something soft and squishy press against my back—something that was clearly not a hand.
“Wow.”
“…What.”
“Nothing. Just that I love you.”
“…You pervert.”
Spurred on by Sara’s urging, I moved my hands faster than ever before.
After quickly washing ourselves, we didn’t even want to waste time drying off, so I summoned a spirit to take care of the water. Then, I immediately scooped Sara’s body up in my arms, princess-style.
“H-hey, I can walk on my own, you know?!”
Sara kicked her legs, pretending to resist, but I completely ignored her and ran straight to the bed.
“Brace yourself. I’m not letting you sleep tonight.”
After laying her on the bed, I looked directly into her eyes and said that. Sara, embarrassed, averted her gaze slightly.
“…For the sake of tomorrow, it might be better to get a little sleep… Nnnngh?!”
Such a shy one.
I smiled fondly at her cute reaction and finally inserted the member that had been raging uncontrollably into her.
Then, I gathered her long, beautifully sculpted legs together and gently pushed them to the side.
With her upper body facing the ceiling and her lower body turned to the side, I settled her into a side-lying position. I slowly began to move my hips, leaning down to kiss her lips.
And no matter how shy Sara was, she would never react like that to just a kiss.
Because my Sara loves kissing.
As if to prove it, her eyes glazed over as she responded eagerly to my kiss.
“Ngh… Mmm… Heuht… Nngh… Mmmph…”
As we kissed and I savored her from the inside, I felt her lips move as if trying to say something.
Realizing this, I pulled back slightly. As expected, Sara opened her mouth, looking at me with hazy eyes.
“Guwon…”
“Yeah?”
“I love youuu…”
“Yeah. I love you, too.”
I nodded in response to Sara’s passionate confession of love.
“I love you…”
But despite that, before I could even finish my sentence, Sara told me she loved me again, as if cutting off my reply.
…Wait a minute. Sara, could it be that because you couldn’t say it back when I said I loved you while we were washing up, you’re making up for it now?
And if I say I love you too, that means you’ve said it one less time, so you said it again?
“Mhm.”
As a test, I just nodded this time instead of saying I loved her back. Only then did Sara flash a satisfied smile, wrap her arms around my neck, and initiate a kiss herself.
She really does hate to lose.
Perhaps what she said earlier—that she loves me more than I love her—wasn’t just something she said to make me blush, but something she said in all seriousness.