episode_0027

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The science and technology in the world of Yggdrasil is at a level that often comes to mind when thinking of a fantasy world. There are some parts that have developed beyond modern technology due to alchemy or magic, but for the most part, they are the exclusive property of the rich or are hidden away.

I feel that fact most strongly after nightfall. Since entertainment options are not developed, there is nothing to do after the sun sets. Lighting isn’t free either.

Red-light districts were prosperous in their own way, but the only things you could do there were drinking, gambling, brothels, and things like that.

I didn’t really like alcohol when I was in the world, and gambling was out of the question. The brothel… , hmmm. I don’t have any intention of going there because it would be difficult if I contracted even a strange disease.

“Seraph. … Seraph~.”

After eating dinner prepared by the innkeeper, I returned to the room, but Seraph still did not appear no matter how much I called. Considering that it came out fine during the day, this probably means that there is something around.

In fact, when I’ve been in my room for the past few days, I’ve often felt strange gazes on me.

Since I don’t see any holes in the wall, the culprit must be a ghost. Even if I spread mana or divine power around, I couldn’t find anything plausible.

Without Seraph, my night companion, there really is nothing to do but sleep. I blew out the candle and snuggled into bed.

“… Ah… .”

If I could, I’d like to sleep like that. When I closed my eyes, the shameful acts committed in Haeju today came to mind.

The biggest mistake was letting my guard down when I heard it was over. If I had come to my senses at that time, I would have been able to stop it or do something. Because of that, I ended up showing my face as I walked away to those stupid glasses.

Once it was over, I protested, but of course Glasses remained oblivious. No, on the contrary, he even questioned me, asking if I had seen something wrong while I was in heat.

… Ah, thinking about it makes me angry again! Really!

Even though it happened a few hours ago, I still can’t forget that humiliation. I know it’s best to forget about things you don’t like, but… . It keeps popping into my head, like I keep smelling something like medicine.

“Status Window.”

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– NEW!

– Defeat. humiliation. submission. The quality of finding joy in having one’s own will suppressed and broken. It is a surprisingly ordinary sexual preference, and the situations in which it becomes aroused are extremely limited. No disruption to daily life.

– Effect: When you do or are subjected to something against your will in a situation where you are conscious of it being sexual, your mental strength stat decreases slightly.

– Effect: In addition to the above conditions, if there is no danger around, the mental strength stat decreases slightly and the estrus degree increases slightly.

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Moreover, the damage caused by those glasses is not only psychological. The sensitivity of the clitoris and vagina also increased, and another strange condition appeared.

The tendency to surrender. It’s not even funny when I think about all the information I’ve collected from around the world. So, it’s probably in the status abnormality category.

It’s probably not just because of Hae Joo, but also a reflection of previous experiences. Especially in dungeons, most people were tied up. However, even if it is just one of the triggers, it is enough to make you angry.

After all, let’s take care of those glasses first after we’re done.

“… Whoaam~.”

I haven’t really gone to bed yet, but I felt strangely sleepy today. My whole body feels sluggish, my thinking becomes sluggish, and my eyelids feel heavy.

Is it because you’re tired? Well, there were a lot of things that made me tired, both mentally and physically.

But it seems like there was something that needed to be done… . Oh, that’s right. We need to supply magical power to the tentacles.

During this process, the elderly alchemist learned a few things about curses. One of them was a way to prevent tentacles from running away.

The principle itself is simple. The rampage of the tentacles is to fill the empty stomach with mana. On the other hand, if you supply mana to the tentacles in advance, the tentacles will not run wild unexpectedly.

But today I was too sleepy to supply mana. Before you know it, your thoughts start to stop intermittently, or your eyes randomly close. No matter how you look at it, this is not a situation where you would be masturbating with tentacles.

… Eh, I don’t know. Anyway, I ate a lot of mana when I was doing it. It’ll last for about a day. I definitely believe that will happen.

… .

… … .

… Kuul… .

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Going back in time a bit, right after TS returned to his room after dinner. The inn’s owner, a middle-aged man, entered the room behind the counter.

Originally, this building was built by a rich man who was famous for his eccentricity as a getaway. The rich man had already fallen and his whereabouts could not be found, but his traces were left everywhere in this building.

The secret space hidden above the inner room of the counter was one of them. In a place where part of the wall was replaced with a transparent magic tool, the next room could be seen through and through, but on the other hand, the existence of a secret space could not even be noticed in the next room.

Some time after purchasing the house. The man who discovered the secret space converted the entire building into an inn. There are limits to inviting women into the house. The idea was to create a place where women could come on their own.

From then on, the only thought in the man’s mind was to fulfill his own desires.

How could a person like that be satisfied just by looking at him? Even after becoming an inn owner, the man did not stop. He either asked an alchemist to receive sleeping pills or peeped to find their weak points and sexually assaulted them one after another.

Surprisingly, the man’s actions were not revealed publicly. However, rumors inevitably spread, so no one entered the man’s inn, especially the room next to the secret space, due to rumors that it was haunted.

My friendships were extremely narrow, until a rumored girl with dark red hair came along.

[…] Seraph~.]

The girl who introduced herself as TS was currently lying on the bed muttering something.

The innkeeper had no way of knowing whether the words occasionally spoken out loud were a person’s name or a magic spell.

In addition, TS kicked the blanket with his foot or tapped his fingers in the air. It was a heartwarming sight that brought a smile to even a peep’s eye, but the inn owner couldn’t help but be honestly happy.

‘Not yet? Or is this a failure again?’

When a person is forced to sleep by medication, several unique reactions appear before losing consciousness. However, the last time the innkeeper put in the right amount of sleeping pills, there was no such reaction at all.

Of course, that in itself was not a big surprise. From past experience, the inn owner knew that adventurers who use swords have a high drug tolerance. You can also double or triple the amount you use.

However, even though more than three times the amount was added, the girl showed no signs of falling asleep. It was a moment when the inn owner was about to lament that he had once again lost his precious medicine.

[Whoaam~. … ?]

Tap, tap. TS’s eyes closed and opened intermittently, as if he was losing consciousness. This section was designed to prevent people from feeling uncomfortable due to sudden drowsiness.

Not long after that, the girl stopped moving like a doll whose strings had been cut.

‘good!’

Immediately, the innkeeper left the secret space and headed towards TS’s door. Holding in his hand the master key that can open all the doors in this building.

Of course, I didn’t do anything stupid like charge right away. Knock knock. Thinking back to the excuse he had thought of in advance, the innkeeper knocked briefly on the door.

“Excuse me. I have a question regarding stolen goods. Do you have some time?”

Right after I closed my eyes. There’s no way I wouldn’t hear it if there was this much noise. There was no sign of anyone inside, so the innkeeper opened the door with confidence.

Even though I only took one step, the hallway and room felt like another world. The slightly lukewarm air and the sweet scent mixed with your breath bring excitement and tension.

The girl was still breathing faintly on the bed as before. The innkeeper cautiously approached that place, step by step. Because it’s much more fun that way.

Just like that, the innkeeper arrived not next to the girl, but under the leg of the bed where the girl was lying.

“Phew… .”

Sigh. When I lifted the blanket from below, my white feet were revealed. The innkeeper grabbed it and began to slowly open it left and right.

If the girl had been sane, it would have been impossible for him to even reach her. The innkeeper remembered TS’s slightly frowning expression when he first saw him.

‘It’s not a face that would be attractive to women.’

What kind of expression will the girl make when she realizes that her legs are being held by her and exposing her precious area? Just imagining that scene made the innkeeper feel a strain in his lower abdomen.

Slurp.

After spreading her legs shoulder-width apart, the innkeeper gradually pushed up the blanket. Each time, secret areas that could not even be seen before, such as the thighs and between the legs, were revealed one after another under the moonlight.

The innkeeper’s hand immediately reached out to the smooth curves wrapped in the leotard. Molkan. I was delighted with the unique fluffy texture of Chewdudong that felt along with body temperature.

Of course, he had no intention of being satisfied here. Today’s moon was bright enough to see every part of the girl. The innkeeper immediately pulled back her leotard, exposing TS’s pussy.

“Oh… !”

Pure white, straight, hairless, even the small protrusions buried on top of the cracks. An exclamation escaped the innkeeper’s mouth at the neat and beautiful appearance.

As I pushed the soft yet soft labia to the left and right, bright red wrinkles and a vertical hymen were visible inside.

No matter how drugged he was, if he tore a girl to pieces, he could not avoid being caught. Therefore, the innkeeper immediately tried to continue stroking the bumps and cracks, but one step before he did, he felt a sense of discomfort in his left hand, which had pulled back its leotard.

‘Something… ‘It’s wet?’

In a very short period of time, the innkeeper’s mind came up with numerous hypotheses as to why the girl’s underwear might be wet, all of which he immediately discarded. Even if I washed my eyes, I couldn’t find any moisture in the pussy that was right in front of me.

So where on earth does this dampness come from? The innkeeper turned T.S.’s leotard inside out to find the cause.

“──!?!?”

When I discovered the tentacles wriggling inside, I was scared and fell down in a hurry.

The reason the innkeeper could not scream was because his threshold of surprise had been exceeded. Puff-puff-puff-puff. The innkeeper let out a silent astonishment and stared at his left hand, which felt damp.

A moment later, the sound of skin being roughly rubbed against the wooden floor slightly broke the silence in the room.

‘What, this woman! That thing inside… , isn’t it a tentacle? ‘Why do you keep things like that growing inside your clothes?’

Unfortunately, the inn owner, who only had a little money, did not have the knowledge of a curse that could not remove equipment. Naturally, within the innkeeper’s mind, TS became a ‘perverted bitch with tentacles growing out of her vagina’.

Of course, without even thinking about what he is currently doing.

“Umm~.”

“… !”

While the innkeeper was panicking, a little drool came out of TS. Because the subject completely lost consciousness during the sleeping pill’s effect time, the fact that it was talking in its sleep was evidence that the effect time was running out.

Although surprised by the speed limit, which was more than twice as fast as expected, the inn owner hurriedly adjusted TS’s condition.

It took 7 seconds for me to put my leotard back on, cover myself with a blanket, sneak out of the room, and close the door. It was a meaningless ending compared to the time it took to get here.

‘Today was a complete disaster.’

Even though I used three times as many expensive sleeping pills, I didn’t see much effect. The innkeeper felt even more disappointed because he was really excited until the middle, as if he hadn’t even started at all.

Even so, there was still quite a bit of time left on the contract. The innkeeper trudged back to his room, contemplating what approach to take next, including the tentacles.

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