Return (4)

I grabbed Shuriel’s sleeve and headed into the secluded corridor. As if on cue, rain started pattering on the corridor ceiling, the sound echoing in the dim space. We slipped into a small alcove on the side of the corridor and pressed ourselves close. The night air was slightly chilly. The frosty breeze brushing my cheek couldn’t cool my heated body.

Even the sound of our ragged breaths and the rustling of our clothes were drowned out by the rain. When a noisy silence, where nothing else could be heard, descended, I glanced around and quickly threw off my top.

My breasts swayed, my bra soaked with Breast Milk. Skillfully, I unhooked the bra strap, revealing nipples glistening with the constantly welling Breast Milk.

Shuriel turned me around and slipped his hands under my armpits. It was the same motion he’d made in the carriage, preparing to milk me. But just before Shuriel could grab my breasts, I stopped him with a sound.

“Umm… just a moment.”

“What is it?”

“It’ll be dirty if it spills on the floor. This is the Holy Empire, after all…”

It was raining outside, and the night watch was patrolling, so there was a risk of being caught. But I didn’t have a bottle to collect the Breast Milk, and I couldn’t just splatter it all over the corridor floor…

What I said next wasn’t anything special. It was just, let’s drink it and get rid of it.

“…Want to try drinking it?”

“Haa…”

Only after hearing that sigh did I realize how strange my words sounded. I made an embarrassed expression and tried to put my clothes back on. Maybe it was because I’d learned ‘how to seduce’ from Serti, but these kinds of words sometimes slipped out unconsciously.

However.

“If you don’t want to, never mind. Then we’ll find another place- Hgyat?!”

“Who said I didn’t want to?”

Shuriel lifted me up in a flash, sat me on the decorative railing, and leaned in close. His hands grabbed my breasts, his mouth heading for my erect nipples. Even then, the height wasn’t enough, so he had to squeeze my breasts and pull them up. There was a head and a half difference in height, so it couldn’t be helped.

“…Aahng, hht. Heuk.”

“…”

As my breasts were pulled, hard teeth pressed down. I shuddered at the sharp pain, and Vaginal Fluid involuntarily leaked between my legs. Shuriel squeezed my breasts as if he were milking a cow. The Breast Milk that had gathered was squeezed out with a jjiek sound, filling Shuriel’s mouth without him even pressing hard.

“Haaeeuh. Haeuk.”

“Need the other side too?”

“Yes, neh. Nehet…”

Milking Breast Milk was a natural process for women who had children, but every time my breasts were milked like this, I felt a strange sensation. It was a little different from pleasure. But it wasn’t quite satisfaction either.

Was this a sense of depravity? The thought of using the Breast Milk that should be going to a child as a tool for arousal brought a base pleasure. I raised the corners of my mouth as I watched Shuriel start to drink from the other breast. It was a slightly perverted smile.

“Haeueueueuh…”

My face repeatedly relaxed and tensed as the sucking force increased. The moment his tongue touched the tip of my nipple, my body lost strength as if melting. On top of that, if he squeezed my breasts roughly and gnawed at them with his teeth, water would flow out not from my breasts, but from between my tightly closed legs.

As time passed, thanks to Shuriel sucking vigorously, the Breast Milk no longer leaked. Unless someone intentionally squeezed them, they would be quiet for a while. He wiped the Breast Milk from his mouth with a handkerchief and stepped back.

“…Is that enough?”

“Hueue, hueueht…”

I tilted my head back and gasped for hot air. The panties visible between my spread legs were slightly damp. It wasn’t even sex, just having my breasts sucked, but it was a lewd sight nonetheless.

Shuriel, seeing me unable to come to my senses and flustered, helped me put my underwear back on himself. He stuffed my large breasts into the bra and tied the straps. His lower body had been swollen for a while, but thankfully, we both knew enough to keep it hidden. I put on the clothes Shuriel handed me and finally wrapped the cape around my neck.

“Thank you, Shuriel. Um, um. Was it tasty?”

“…Why do you keep asking that?”

“It’s the first time you’ve drunk so much. Didn’t it feel greasy? Or did it upset your stomach?”

He licked his lips. The Breast Milk he hadn’t wiped off disappeared into his mouth. Shuriel pretended to ponder for a moment, then opened his mouth, saying there was something he was concerned about.

“I feel… a surge of energy in my body.”

“Energy?”

“Yes. It’s the same feeling I had when I took that fatigue recovery potion before.”

“Ugh. That tasteless green potion?”

“The effect is certain, though. Is that all?”

I chuckled and nodded. It must be because the Mana content was ridiculously high. It wasn’t just from a normal human, but from my body, and colostrum was high in nutrients to begin with. The Mana in the Breast Milk seemed to have a fatigue-relieving effect… but this was originally Aileen’s food. Is this okay?

Come to think of it, do I have to give birth to meet Aileen? I already have a completed body thanks to the World Tree, but how am I supposed to give birth? For a moment, I imagined Aileen bursting out of my stomach like in Alien. Ah, damn it. Even the names are similar?

“Hueue. Let’s go back now. It won’t be good in many ways if morning comes. Kalberd went back already, right?”

“Did you forget who wasted our time? Your lewd body keeps…”

“…What’s wrong?”

Shuriel stopped mid-sentence. For a man who would die before not saying what he wanted, stopping like this meant something unusual had happened, or there was an urgent matter. I stared blankly at Shuriel, then followed his gaze and turned my head.

“…”

“…”

A black-haired beauty, looking somewhat eerie in the light of the held lantern. She was wearing a semi-transparent negligee that showed off her scandalously designed underwear. There was only one woman in the Holy Empire who would walk around in such a daring outfit. The whore chosen by God, the only black-haired priestess.

It was Serti.

“I thought I’d check the teleportation formation, and only one person had gone? Judging by the circumstances, it seemed to be that white-haired knight, so I checked where the other two were having fun… Oh my? What on earth are you doing in such a secluded place?”

She giggled as she looked at our flushed faces. Her black eyes, shining brightly even in the darkness, pierced through us. Serti looked back and forth between me, who was strangely clenching my legs, and Shuriel, who had a strangely sweet smell.

“Hmm. Doing it outdoors is a bit daring. I always do it in a room when I do it…”

“It’s, it’s not like that.”

“What do you mean it’s not? I can smell it.”

Unable to curse at a priestess, Shuriel clutched his forehead and made excuses. Actually, it wasn’t an excuse, it was the truth. We hadn’t exactly had sex. Still, there was no denying that we had done something embarrassing. I couldn’t say I’d come while having my breasts sucked by a grown man, no matter what.

“This smell is definitely from a man and woman who have just had a big event…”

“…”

“Hmm? It smells a little different, though…?”

Before being chosen as a priestess, she was the ace of the Black Rose. Because she was knowledgeable about everything that happened between men and women, she was able to notice the strangeness of the smell. Serti put her nose to Shuriel’s body and sniffed.

“I don’t smell Semen? But it doesn’t smell like foreplay either.”

“…Priestess-nim. Please maintain your dignity. This is not the Black Rose. If you’re done with your business, I’ll be on my way. Yujin! Come with me.”

“Wait, just a moment! Acting Grand Master! Geez! Yujin? Yujin?”

Shuriel cleanly ignored her. He grabbed my hand and tried to teleport as quickly as possible, but Serti grabbed my hand from the other side, creating a ridiculous situation where I was being pulled taut on both sides.

“B-both of you! Let go of my hand!”

Experiencing something that seemed like it was straight out of a third-rate sitcom made me feel quite confused. They both let go of my hand at the same time when I complained of pain, and the recoil caused me to fall backward and land on my butt.

“Ouch…”

I stroked my butt and raised my head. Shuriel and Serti were slightly flustered when I fell, but they were quick to pass the blame onto each other.

“Acting Grand Master! Yujin got hurt because you tried to drag her away!”

“Why is this my fault? Yujin and I were together from the start-“

…What is this?

Witnessing the pathetic sight, I stood up and shouted.

“…Stop!”

The shout echoed through the corridor. Shuriel, unlike his words, seemed to realize that he hadn’t maintained his dignity and cleared his throat, while Serti covered her mouth with the lantern handle and composed her expression. I smoothed out my crumpled skirt and said.

“It’s just, a personal problem.”

“…A problem that requires making such a lewd smell in the corner of a corridor. As a Black Dress of the Black Rose, before being a priestess, I’m extremely curious. Who knows? It might be a problem I can solve?”

She pushed forward stubbornly, as if she had to hear it. However, knowing that it was rude to pry into other people’s problems, the hand holding the lantern was passive. Perhaps if I refused, she wouldn’t say anything more and would cleanly back down.

“…”

I wondered if I should say it, but as she said, I didn’t know if I could fix this embarrassing symptom. Yes. It would be better to get help from an expert if possible. If anyone knew the female body well, it was her, so she might be able to do something.

“Shuriel. I’ll tell her.”

“Haa… Do as you please.”

Shuriel leaned against the door leading to the garden at the end of the corridor, where raindrops were falling. It was a silent wait, telling me to sort it out myself.

“Just, this way.”

I took Serti’s hand and moved to the place where I had milked my breasts with Shuriel. There were a few drops of saliva, Vaginal Fluid, and Breast Milk that I had unknowingly spilled on the floor. It was a small amount that wouldn’t be noticeable unless you looked closely, but Serti found it like a ghost and chuckled. She put the lantern on the railing and clasped her hands with an expectant expression.

Without a word, I threw off my top. Serti looked slightly surprised. Perhaps she didn’t expect me to suddenly take off my clothes. Before she could say anything, I unhooked my bra and showed her my luscious breasts. Shuriel’s handprints, not yet faded, were faintly visible above.

“Oh my, are you perhaps trying to seduce me?”

“…Would you like to press them once? Like, grab this and press down hard.”

“How bold of you. Then…?”

She followed my words and pressed my breasts, and soon, bright yellow milk flowed and gathered at the tip of my nipple. Serti covered her mouth and gasped as the Breast Milk dripped onto the floor.

“Breast Milk… and colostrum at that. Perhaps you already have a child…?”

“That’s not it. It started coming out after I met the World Tree… The problem is that it flows out regardless of the time. Unless someone milks it like just now, it soaks through my underwear…”

Hormonal imbalance was one of the causes, but the fundamental cause was ultimately the excessive amount of Mana in my body. A fraudulent body that replenished Mana just by breathing. No matter how much Breast Milk was discharged, it was like scooping out seawater with a spoon.

If I cut off the body’s magic circuit or cut off the Mana source leading to the breasts, the symptoms would be cured, but the former was perfect for becoming a cripple, and the latter would affect the core and lower the overall amount of Mana I could use.

It was truly inconvenient to have to do such a thing just to stop Breast Milk, but unfortunately, that’s how the human body is. The human body is never simple. Especially if it’s the body of an Archmage, not a normal human. My body has hundreds of times more magic circuits than a normal mage. Compared to ordinary people, it would be at least thousands of times more.

Decisively, turning it on and off was quite inconvenient. I had to close and open each of the dozens or hundreds of thousands of interconnected passages, and I had to pinpoint the circuits that could be closed without causing problems. Separately, the problem was that I had to do it all over again if I rebuilt.

‘I can’t do such a troublesome thing just to stop Breast Milk. I have to climb the Magic Tower soon…’

If possible, I want to use a method that doesn’t cause problems with using my abilities.

In the best condition, with the best status.

What I wanted was overwhelming honor.

“Just a moment.”

Serti dripped a few drops on her finger and put them in her mouth. Her eyes widened. It seemed quite delicious. I couldn’t taste anything, but other people were full of praise, so it felt strange. And it was Breast Milk.

She helped me put my underwear back on and said.

“Breast Milk secretion during pregnancy is not a rare symptom. But I’ve never seen so much come out. It doesn’t seem like something that can be solved by putting something on your breasts…”

“Haa…”

“Have you thought about collecting it?”

“Breast Milk, you mean?”

“A mage’s colostrum is precious in itself. Most mages don’t try to have children. Even if they do, the period in which they can obtain colostrum is limited, and even fewer mages try to collect and sell it. Do you know what I mean?”

“…I don’t know.”

“This would be better for making money, you know? You said Yujin is an adventurer, right? And a mage.”

“…I don’t particularly need money. And I’m even less willing to use my stuff as experimental material.”

Collect and sell Breast Milk…? I’d rather beat up monsters and make money. It’s not like I’m so short on money. It’s not like I’m so incapable that I can’t make money. Serti trailed off and said quietly.

“There is a solution for women like Yujin, but…”

“…But?”

“It’s not very popular. Would you still be okay with it?”

I nodded. I was willing to do anything as long as it wasn’t weird. Even if my body went wrong, I had unlimited coins, so I had opportunities to try again.

“Come with me for a moment. I’ll take you to my room. Shuriel! Wait just a moment!”

How could the Acting Grand Master refuse the priestess’s order? Shuriel nodded with a sullen expression, and I was led by Serti’s hand to her room.

Her pink bedroom, where bad memories remained. Serti rummaged through a drawer and took out a pair of gold earrings and showed them to me. They were pretty earrings with the Holy Empire’s symbol, a gold bell, engraved on them.

“Here! This is it!”

“Earrings…?”

“Hmm. Earrings, you say?”

As I tilted my head, she took off her clothes and showed me how to ‘use’ them directly.

“These aren’t for the ears, but…”

She lightly threw off her negligee and unhooked her bra. Her milky white breasts curved and jiggled. Serti took the gold ‘earrings’ and brought them to her chest.

“You use them here? Aah… There’s the inconvenience of having to remove them and squeeze them out after a while, but while you’re wearing these, nothing will leak out.”

I opened my mouth and hesitated. I felt like I knew why those weren’t popular. Those were piercings. Serti, seeing me just standing there blankly without saying anything, opened her mouth again.

“Is it not good? There’s one more method besides this, but…”

I nodded vigorously. Please. Piercings were really not for me. I liked ‘being ruined’ ethically, but I had no intention of becoming unethical myself. Originally, the ‘fall’ was the biggest when you were high up.

“Then you have to engrave a stigma on your body. It’s a bit complicated, so you’ll probably have to stay here today.”

“A stigma?”

“It’s a type of blessing. You engrave a blessing on your body. Originally, only a small number of paladins could use it, and there was a risk of pain accompanying the power, so it’s not a commonly used technique, but recently, the types have diversified and the risks have largely disappeared? Well, some side effects still remain.”

“…It’s not serious, right?”

“Your menstrual cycle may change, or your mood swings may become severe. I’ll ask again. Are you okay with it?”

To summarize, it seemed to be a hormone-related procedure. I didn’t know exactly if there was knowledge about hormones in this world, but it seemed like there were roughly similar technologies. Well, there were aphrodisiacs and ovulation inducers all over the back alleys, so it wouldn’t be surprising if there were.

“Okay! Then before I tell the Acting Grand Master, shall we decide where to engrave the stigma?”

However.

“The chest is directly connected to the heart, so it’s difficult to engrave it carelessly. The face is not good for aesthetics, and the hands and arms interfere with smooth magic operation, so…”

The area she chose was.

“This would be good. The magic circuit is already intricately twisted, so it doesn’t seem like there’s anywhere else to engrave it besides here.”

“H-here, you mean?”

“Yes! Don’t worry. There won’t be any problems aesthetically. Rather, men will love it to death, you know?”

“…”

…It was above the uterus.