Chapter 238: Naked Princess and Outdoor Exposure Sex (5)

Chapter 238: Naked Princess
and Outdoor Exposure Sex (5)

Zirnier’s
mask is somewhat special.

The
relic mask obtained from the 22nd floor allows the wearer to swallow
food and even touch their cheeks while wearing it.

It
perfectly conceals the user’s face in any situation and is a relic
specialized solely in covering the face.

-Drip.

But
even that mask couldn’t stop thin saliva from dripping down the chin.

“What
is this…?”

Without
even having time to wipe away the saliva, Zirnier took in the man
before her eyes.

She
immediately recognized who he was by his sculpture-like body.

Balkan’s
face, wearing a disheveled half-mask, was captured in Zirnier’s eyes.

Then
she remembered touching his face with her hands to make Balkan’s
helmet before coming to the royal castle.

The
hands of one of the top craftsmen in the Labyrinth City could predict
the shape just by touching the face but that was merely a picture
created based on predictions.

His
actual appearance was more…no, far beyond…Zirnier’s imagination.

Zirnier
felt a deep impulse.

She
wanted to immediately return to her workshop, destroy his statue that
was on display, and create a new one based on what she saw now.

Compared
to what she saw now, the statue she thought had captured his form was
no different from a cracked piece of pottery that needed to be
destroyed immediately.

Balkan
felt that burning gaze and thought.

‘…She
seems extremely flustered.’

Well,
how many people wouldn’t be shocked to see an acquaintance’s outdoor
mating scene?

Moreover,
while this side was merely a business partnership with Zirnier,
Celsia’s side seemed to have a deeper story.

‘…Sister.’

Though
he had roughly guessed it, so that was their relationship.

“Uh,
uh. Ah…”

At
that moment, Celsia let out a voice that seemed like she might faint
at any moment.

She
was someone who would reach climax just thinking about showing mating
scenes to knights while in armor.

Now
she had shown both her nudity and embarrassing state to someone of
her own blood.

Squeeze…♡

The
warm sister’s pussy happily squeezed around the penis.

Unconsciously
raising his heels and burying his penis deep into Celsia’s pussy, he
tightly embraced her body.

Feeling
her breasts being crushed against his pectorals, he focused on the
sensation of his penis.

Splurt,
splurrt—

It
was an incredibly pleasurable feeling of ejaculation and he felt a
tingling sensation that far surpassed it.

Being
watched by others, the overwhelming sense of blasphemy in ejaculating
his offspring into a princess’ pussy made his semen gush out.

His
head was hot.

Not
just in sensation, but it was really hot. Hot enough to cook his
brain.

The
black horns of the succubus, which could now be shrunk to the size of
a fingernail, heated up and provided some kind of pleasure.

Though
that warm heat accompanied by a strange sensation was quite
concerning, now wasn’t the time to focus on such things.

“Hng…♡”

-Thud.

After
receiving plenty of hot semen with a breathtaking hug, Celsia’s legs
gave out and she collapsed to the ground.

Her
mind, which had become sensitive from not being able to relax for
even a moment during the short time, and her body that had been
thoroughly pierced by the penis in that state, had reached their
limit.

Celsia
sat under Balkan’s legs and vaguely felt his penis pressing against
her face.

The
smelly, thick penis covered in semen and love juices pressed firmly
against her nose bridge.

She
wanted to turn her head away but couldn’t muster any more strength in
her body, and with each breath, the lewd pussy arousal pheromones
wafting from his penis seemed to massage her brain beyond her
nostrils.

At
the same time, Celsia realized that she had truly had relations with
him.

That
they had now become a man and woman’s relationship, rather than one
of benefactors or friends.

Though
it was a somewhat impulsive act, she had no regrets.

No,
now she realized that decision was truly one of the best choices in
her life.

Who
else could give her such pleasure?

This
was something only he could do, something possible because it was
him.

-Smooch♡

Celsia
kissed the shaft of his penis with feelings of affection.

Having
kissed it, now he was hers.

Just
as Celsia was swallowing the dark possessiveness flowing from her
heart.

-Clank.

The
sound of patrol knights moving was heard again.

The
expressions of the three men and women in the garden hardened
simultaneously at the footsteps approaching faster than expected.

“Uh-uh.
F-First. Follow me!”

Following
Zirnier’s gaze as she waved her hand in panic we saw her annex.

“I’ll
carry you for a moment.”

“Y-Yes…please…”

Balkan
lifted Celsia’s body, which couldn’t move as her legs had given out.

No
matter how much Celsia’s body had grown and her weight had increased,
there was no major problem in lifting her lightly with one hand.

With
thick semen dripping from her pussy onto the ground with a splash, we
hurriedly left the garden.

***

“This
is crazy…”

That
was the first thing Zirnier said after hearing the whole story.

“So
to summarize. You had mutual life-saving debts, became friends after
talking it out, restored her body to normal with the bead entrusted
by the demon of sloth, and somehow ended up having sex while avoiding
the knights? And just now you were caught coming back?”

“Yes.”

Though
quite a lot happened in that “somehow,” that was the
summary of what had just happened.

“Hah…”

Zirnier’s
body slumped as she sighed.

Though
her face couldn’t be seen, it was a sigh filled with quite complex
emotions.

“Thank
you for helping earlier, First Princess.”

Previously
I thought she might be a high noble, but now I knew she was more than
that.

Looking
back, there were many signs that Zirnier was royalty.

There
was the respectful treatment from Knight Commander Seton, who even
treated Diana casually.

And
previously, when drunk, Zirnier had rambled about how the Second
Princess had turned into a complete introvert.

Judging
from the nobles’ reactions when Celsia appeared, very few people knew
that her body had changed due to Sloth’s blessing.

Thinking
about it now, it was something that couldn’t have been said without
knowing about Celsia’s circumstances quite early on.

Decisively,
when Celsia’s mumbled the word “sister”…

Unlike
before, Zirnier frowned at the polite speech.

“Just
talk normally while I’m being nice about it. I don’t like that stuff.
I gave up being a princess long ago.”

“Okay.
Got it.”

“…Good
that you understand right away.”

“Well,
you only make tough, rugged, and free-spirited weapons, so I figured
you wouldn’t like formality.”

“Is
that a compliment?”

“For
me it is, right?”

“Yeah?
Then that’s fine. Anyway…”

Zirnier
sighed and looked at Celsia.

Celsia
had fallen asleep as if passing out, perhaps due to experiencing
something incredibly intense despite years of being a shut-in, so she
was laid on the bed.

She
was roughly dressed in clothes Zirnier had been wearing, but even
those were a bit small.

After
looking at me and Celsia with strange eyes for a moment, Zirnier
opened her mouth.

“I…Hah.
I don’t know. I’ve never been involved in a relationship between a
man and woman. Since you two started this, you two finish it. And if
possible, keep the fact that you had sex…relations a secret.”

“Understood.”

Though
I could hold my head high without shame before heaven, what we just
did was not an easy thing even in this world.

It
would naturally impact Celsia’s reputation too so I didn’t want to
create rumors that could harm her.

…Of
course, separately from that, I wanted to try outdoor exposure with
her again if there was a chance not to get caught.

It
was a much more thrilling experience than expected.

“Did
you really understand?”

“Really.”

“Phew.
Alright. By the way…”

After
sighing and staring at me silently for a moment, Zirnier slightly
bowed her head.

“Thank
you.”

“Pardon?”

“For
lifting my sister’s blessing.”

It
was a different reaction from when I had entrusted the Soul Stone of
Gluttony to Zirnier before.

Though
I received thanks then too, it was filled with emotion as she hugged
me not knowing what to do, but now her voice contained solemnity and
shyness.

Eventually,
Zirnier raised her head, saw my expression, and quickly turned away.

“Ah
geez. I really can’t say it sober.”

She
ran up to the second floor, brought down a large oak barrel, and
started gulping down the wine inside all at once.

“Khuh,
now that’s better.”

Perhaps
due to the intoxication, Zirnier’s body was redder than before as she
exhaled breath mixed with grape scent, and continued speaking while
looking at Celsia’s sleeping face.

“Though
she’s my half…no, different-seed sister, I like this kid. Though
she looks like this now, she used to have a sense of responsibility
for her duties, was quite capable, and followed me well calling me
sister…”

Stories
of her and Celsia flowed from Zirnier’s mouth.

“So
I didn’t want to see her get hurt or wounded from being divided into
various factions fighting for the throne due to unnecessary greed. So
rather than stress over pointless things, I ran out of the castle
saying I’d become a blacksmith. Well, blacksmith work suited me well
too.”

“…”

“I
thought things were somehow passing without much trouble, but after
she received that blessing, I could see her gradually breaking down.
Her body transformed and she stayed shut in her room not coming out,
her personality gradually became more introverted and she couldn’t
even speak properly…”

It
wasn’t the kind of bloody story you’d expect from a throne
competition.

However,
between them there was mutual respect and consideration, friendship
and family love between different-seed sisters.

I
silently listened to her story.

The
bitter yet nostalgic voice I hadn’t felt from Zirnier before held my
legs in place.

Perhaps
it was because the affection for her sister contained in Zirnier’s
voice drew out my sense of responsibility as an older brother who had
one younger sister.

“You
know why that old hag Seton called me? The pretext was armor repair,
but if Celsia hadn’t gotten her act together at this birthday party,
they were going to pass the successor position to me because in the
worst case, there was no other answer. If that happened, Celsia would
have stayed shut in her room for the rest of her life, and since I
couldn’t completely mess things up either, I would have had to give
up blacksmithing and quietly succeed the line. It would have been the
worst situation for both of us. Oh. Fuck, just imagining it sucks.”

Zirnier
rubbed her arms as if getting goosebumps and said with a casual
laugh.

“So,
thank you again. Both for helping my sister and for letting me
continue being a blacksmith.”

“…I
think it’s more thanks to Celsia finding courage rather than anything
I did.”

“Well.
I don’t think she would suddenly change after not changing for
several years. If someone who never even held a man’s hand before
rushed to make it a fact, she must have fallen hard.”

Zirnier
chuckled and put her hand on top of her mask.

-Screech.

Under
the mask that came off with white smoke, there was a woman with
features both similar to and different from Celsia’s.

The
biggest difference was probably skin color. Zirnier’s whole body had
a tanned brown tint.

It
gives quite a different impression from fair-skinned Celsia.

Would
this be what an ultra alpha female mode Celsia full of confidence and
self-esteem would feel like?

As
if the queen’s green and blue eyes were divided between her two
children, while Celsia had eyes with a green tint, Zirnier had
sky-blue eyes.

“Take
it.”

She
handed me the mask and I stared at it blankly.

“…Is
it okay for me to take this? You said it was a 22nd floor relic?”

“Thanks
to the experience of reforging your axe Bunny, I can now make relics
with my own hands. If needed, I can make another one. Ah. My arm’s
tired. Hurry up.”

Zirnier
pressed the mask firmly into my arms while waving it around.

I
smiled at her almost forceful manner as I received the mask.

“I’ll
use it well. Really.”

“Yeah.
You really need to cover up well. Really…Yeah. You’re really
dangerous. Cover up thoroughly. Ah right. Balkan, you needed armor
fitted too right? Why don’t we just take new measurements now? Since
this happened, I’ll give you a huge discount—”

As
Zirnier approached with a tape measure pulled taut in both hands and
a thoroughly drunk red face, taking detailed measurements of my whole
body and talking about new armor.

Before
we knew it, morning had dawned.

***

“…”

Diana
held her forehead as she saw the man and woman walking from far away.

Bad
premonitions never missed their mark.

[Number
of sexual encounters (target): 1]

[Status:
Non-virgin]

[Number
of sexual encounters (target): 4]

[Status:
Non-virgin]

…It
increased again.

“Diana.”

“…Yes,
Princess.”

“Could
we talk for a moment?”

Diana
nodded her head with a faint smile and composure.

She
couldn’t refuse.