Ch.58Raising a Younger Sibling as an NPC. (1)

The reason I opened my eyes wasn’t because of the usual softness and warmth, but because of an entirely different sensation of elasticity and dampness. And the feeling of being “embraced” in reverse.

-Squish. Soft.

“Uwah. Um, no more on the butt, please. Pop♡”

“B-breasts too… I’m okay with having my breasts touched, so no more spanking… I don’t want to cum from butt spanks anymore, meow♡”

“……”

No, correction. It was because of these unbelievable, absurd sounds that I didn’t want to believe.

As if I had fallen asleep with porn playing on my phone, these sweet, mind-numbing lines made me instantly open my eyes and turn my head.

-Boing! Squish!

Acting on instinct to get up, my hand grabbed something incredibly soft and large. I was so shocked I couldn’t even scream as I jumped out of bed.

-Thud!!

“…W-what the hell is going on?”

Just now. What did I just grab? This elastic, unforgettable, almost addictive sensation was what exactly?!

It was an unknown sensation.

For someone like me who often slept holding Ira, this was a new world collaboration of softness, elasticity, and warmth. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and shook my foggy head, forcing myself to look at where I had been.

And there…

“M-master. Please forgive me… Don’t throw me away. Pop.”

“Me too… I’ll do better. Don’t throw me away, meow.”

I could see the bunny girl and cat-eared girl reaching their arms toward where I had just been, now hugging each other and pressing their breasts together instead of clinging to me, their intended target.

I thought Ragni was much bigger, but it seems Rey is the type who looks slimmer when dressed?

“No, that’s not it.”

No matter how I think about it, what I just felt was either a butt or breasts. Damn it, I can’t even tell which part of a woman’s body I touched for the first time?!!

‘No, no!! Calm down, brain!! Turn off your eyeballs!!’

After forcibly cutting off my instinct-driven thoughts and judgments from my barely-awake mind, I tried to figure out why I was in bed with these women.

And where is this place…

“Ah.”

I remembered. We went to a casino.

We had fun at the casino, won some money, then Deus Ex Machina. We met an elf, all our ladies lost and ended up like that, and then…

“…Did I, shit. Did I touch them while drunk?”

I got drunk on the alcohol the elf gave us. I remember that much, but my memory cuts off right after I stood up from the table while talking.

But the current scene clearly suggests I did something to them. This, this… this is!!!

‘Sh-shit, I never thought my first experience would disappear because I was drunk?!!’

And with two women, no less.

I took the first time of such attractive girls, and I can’t even remember it? What kind of horrible situation is this?

The crotches of the girls on the bed are visibly wetter than other exposed parts of their skin, and certain areas of the bed are stained as if water had been splashed on them.

This is undeniable evidence?!!

“…Ira. Brother. I’ve been defiled. And I defiled others.”

Though I’m not sure if this is right, I sit down and hold my head in my hands.

No matter how I think about it, the image of me barging in between two holes and pounding away like a rabbit making rice cakes under the full moon makes my already hungover head and naturally bad brain spin wildly until my mind is a complete mess.

Damn it, I never intended to become a criminal…!!

‘They’re both minors!! I’m a minor too!! I can’t handle having a child before turning twenty!!!’

This ridiculous train of thought is partly due to how refreshed my body and mind feel.

Normally, I’d always welcome these pretty girls.

My bed is open.

Yes Or Yes.

Let’s make babies! Babies!!

I’ve honestly been pent up for so long, and as a man, it’s been really, really long since I’ve done what needs to be done.

No. It’s not just “long”—I haven’t done it once in the two years since I recalled my past life.

But the current refreshed feeling of my body, the relief, and the guilt I feel seem to indicate that I really did do it, that I really did release several times, and it makes me want to die.

-Rustle.

“Why are you suffering so much, meow?”

“…Ragni.”

What stopped my spiraling thoughts was Ragni’s voice, much lower and softer than usual, and a warm sensation.

Because I was so lost in my stupid thoughts, I didn’t notice her getting up and embracing my head.

And I couldn’t bear to look at her face, so I kept my head down as I spoke.

“…I’m sorry. Really, I was drunk. No, I shouldn’t say this at a time like this, but I truly don’t remember anything because I was drunk. I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have taken something precious from you, from both of you. Really. Really, I’m sor—?”

A soft hand covered my mouth, gently cutting off my rambling excuses.

Then that hand slowly pulled my face up, and I was drawn up guiltily to see Ragni’s beautiful red eyes curved like crescent moons as she looked at me.

“I’ll explain everything. I remember it all. Don’t worry. And you didn’t do anything wrong. If anything, I’m sorry for only thinking of myself and making you hold back so much.”

And so Ragni quietly began to explain. Very quietly, so as not to wake Rey up.

She pressed her body against mine and whispered in my ear. And whether Ragni’s words were true or not…

“…Hearing this, doesn’t that make me even more of a scumbag?”

“Hehe. No. It was too good. I’ve never felt so ecstatic in my life. And I’m truly sorry. I’ll be more restrained from now on and wait until you’re ready.”

“……”

She showed me her reddened, swollen buttocks as she explained that I had spanked both Rey and Ragni dozens of times, and she made it clear that these weren’t marks from intercourse.

But the fact that Ragni’s fair skin was so red from my hands means she must have been in incredible pain. And what was I thinking, hitting them like this?

Am I really an S? Is that why I’m so strongly attracted to Ms?!

“So, don’t feel guilty, and when Rey wakes up, just say you don’t remember. In the meantime, could you get our clothes? If Rey wakes up while you’re gone, I’ll hint to her that we should pretend last night didn’t happen and that she doesn’t remember either. Okay?”

“…Alright. I’m really sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. I was genuinely happy to be your slave. And if you’re really sorry, ask me again next time?”

“……”

Crazy pervert. Any guilt that had been building up completely evaporated.

Whether Ragni truly remembered everything from last night or not, her face gradually flushed as she spoke, and she subtly touched her buttocks. I didn’t respond and left the room, leaving the two women behind.

And then.

[Title new!: Cat Butler. Rabbit Breeder. Female Training Master. Butt Fetishist. Makes Women Climax With Just His Hands. Maestro of the Gambling Hall. Hardcore S. Bad Boy When Drunk. Forest Keeper Chosen by the Elf (Male).]

After confirming these disgusting new titles had been added, I immediately moved.

*

[It seems you had a very, very enjoyable night.]

“…It wasn’t enjoyable at all.”

[I believe titles don’t lie.]

“…Just stop it.”

[I should get a voice soon. I need to tell Ira about this.]

“Do you really want to die?”

[The three of you enjoyed yourselves so much without me, and you’re angry? I’m disappointed in you, Master.]

“……”

Fortunately, I suppose, I woke up at my usual early dawn, and by the time I brought the two their clothes, Rey had already regained her senses.

The now-conscious bunny girl, who for some reason looked at me with an extremely red face and seemed to want to say something, just stammered “hawawa” and “awawa” before finally saying, “I don’t remember. I’m sorry,” cutting off the conversation.

Ragni must have properly ended the conversation. But thinking it would be discrimination to apologize to Ragni and not to Rey, I followed Ragni’s advice and apologized for last night even though I didn’t remember it.

[N-no!! You don’t need to apologize!! It was really goo—!! No!! I’m the one who’s sorry!!!]

I just confirmed again that she’s also a level 10 pervert. What am I supposed to do with them? Someone please take them away.

In the end, we changed into normal clothes and managed to arrive at the hotel before Ira woke up. I immediately gave instructions to the two women about today’s tasks and sent them out first.

Now I’m walking slowly, holding the sleeping Ira in my arms, following the two. Meanwhile, Gore keeps nagging me like a wife who stayed home.

[I also have a body that could receive Master’s punishment, so why am I the only one left out? I’m very disappointed.]

“…Please stop. Gore, I’m really struggling here.”

[…Alright. But in exchange, give me one reward. I stopped the demon and protected Ira well. I think I deserve a reward.]

A reward, huh? Well, okay.

“I’ll grant you anything except sexual stuff, being hit, not wanting to guard the house, or not wanting to protect Ira.”

[That’s too many restrictions for a reward.]

What do you want me to do?

Who else would protect Ira if not you?

Honestly, I’ve been thinking we could unleash Ragni’s talent and add another guard, but after seeing yesterday’s situation, she’s probably becoming aware of her abilities. If she asks for a magic gun later, that’ll be it.

Is she definitely awakening as a boss? When that happens, even if you, me, and Rey all attack together, we might not be able to win.

[I’m fine with protecting Ira or guarding the house. I never had any intention of refusing those duties.]

“Then what do you want?”

[I want the sexual restrictions to be lifted.]

Looking at the status window that appeared without a moment’s hesitation, I could only stare at Gore as if she were vermin.

You crazy bitch, I don’t have a fetish for golems!!!