episode_0033
by fnovelpia“Raviol, do you see any books near the handcart?”
“50 conditions for escaping? …Will reading that kind of novel not earn you demerits?”
“Wow! Did your vision improve more than a Maltaik’s in the prairie?”
“Tonight is a celebration! Bring the hidden alcohol and gather at the restaurant!”
The men were ecstatic. Thanks to my abilities, Raviol, who had regained his eyesight, seemed to be quite popular. Everyone genuinely congratulated him.
“Thank you, miss. Did you say Hazel?”
As Raviol enjoyed the company of the men, he approached me.
“My vision has improved significantly since losing it! It’s completely healed.”
He grabbed my hand and tears welled up in his eyes.
The process was a bit rough, and we both had our own desires, but looking at the results alone, it was quite satisfying.
I wondered if this was how doctors felt when treating patients. I even felt a deep resonance in my heart, to the point of considering studying to become a doctor when I returned.
“You are my benefactor. You may not forget the nightmare of seeing a hymen for the first time, but it’s a satisfaction worth enduring.”
…Cancel. I’m canceling my plans to become a doctor. Seeing these ungrateful guests makes me feel like committing murder. Being a doctor is not my calling.
As I tried to understand the cultural differences, bowing my head and suppressing my anger, Raviol, in his fifties, took something out of his pants.
“This is a token of my gratitude.”
“What is this?”
“A supply exchange voucher. When supplies come to the island every three months, you can exchange this for luxury items.”
Well, at least his gratitude seemed genuine. The issue was his aversion to virgins.
“I’ll just accept your gratitude. I’ll be leaving the island when supplies come in two months. Please use it, Raviol.”
This was probably Raviol’s entire fortune. I knew how important luxury items were to prisoners from various movies and novels.
I heard you could offer your buttocks to the same man for a single cigarette. I’m not sure how credible BL novels are, but it must mean luxury items are precious.
While I was debating whether to accept Raviol’s offer, the foreman, Mustache, approached.
“Your abilities were real. You may proceed to mine the ore as you wish. But you must keep your promise.”
“Yes, thank you, foreman. I’ll come here in the afternoons starting tomorrow. I’ll heal the injured and mine the ore. If you get injured while mining, I’ll heal that too.”
“Good. And this work is a secret between the five of us and you.”
“I understand.”
I picked up Mune, who was dancing with the men, and hurriedly left the scene.
Once back in the village, I headed straight to the restaurant. I felt uneasy for some reason.
Fortunately, the kitchen staff were busy preparing dinner, so the restaurant was empty.
I was honestly a bit scared, probably due to memories of having to obey the oppressive orders of the male kitchen staff.
I cautiously stood in front of the status window on the restaurant wall and examined the contents.
Abnormal Status
-Heat Period
-Mazoa Bitch Lv3
-Kuanum Syndrome Lv1
-Exhibitionism Lv1
-Urination Lv2 (Up!)
-Mild Poisoning Lv1 (New!)
Oh… Oh… I knew it. I knew it. It was indeed mild poisoning! That mushroom.
Even my urination had leveled up.
[Urination Level 2]
Achieve climax simply by urinating lightly.
[Mild Poisoning Level 1]
Feel twice the pleasure in all activities after consuming mild poison.
Reading the detailed items made it even more absurd.
“Mom. Mom, my daughter has become a body that leaves even if she just pees now. They say that eating mushrooms and peeing makes you feel twice as good.
I carefully read through the other items as well.
The queen’s abnormal state disappeared. It seems that not only does it level up frequently, but it can also disappear if it doesn’t act.
So, if men don’t listen to orders for a long time, they can erase the biggest problem, Majol Amka, right?
If I run away well, it seemed possible to completely eliminate the abnormal state. Let’s have hope and try.
I tried to think positively and quietly left the restaurant.
“Oh? Oh, Hazel, welcome back?”
As I left the restaurant, I came face to face with Captain Grecia, who had a flushed face.
Whether it was hot or not, the t-shirt I received from Thorin was soaked with sweat, revealing the flesh underneath.
As expected, Captain Grecia, with a bigger chest, height, and hips than me, had a provocative appearance.
“Yes, the island is smaller than I thought, so the exploration ended quickly.”
“Did you have any achievements?”
“Yes, I found some clues. I have to dig the ground, but the men who search for mineral veins agreed to help. It seems like it will be okay if we have time.”
Grecia was not paying attention to my words and was hesitating. So I asked a question in return.
“What about you, Captain?”
“Me? Me?”
The Captain was surprised.
“Yes, you said you were making a signal device…”
“Oh, yes. That’s right. I was looking for some materials. I haven’t found everything yet, but I think it will work out.”
“Yes, let’s work hard together.”
Captain Grecia was a bit strange.
Could it be that he did nothing and just comforted himself?
Since he was affected much more by the mating season than me, there was a possibility that he did so, which made me feel uneasy.
After seeing Grecia off as he entered the restaurant, I returned to the cabin.
By the way, whenever I return to the crumbling village, I end up going up to the cabin roof to sunbathe.
Until dinner time, I had some time left, so I organized the contents of today’s exploration.
At the restaurant, I reached the peak of urination while being caressed in a dogeza posture.
I reached the peak of masturbation while eating wild mushroom and crying.
I reached the peak while standing on a man’s face with my legs spread and peeing.
Ah…
Aaaah…
Aaaah!
…Is this really the schedule of an intelligent, beautiful, and innocent girl?
Moreover, is this really my daily routine? Does this make sense?
Moreover, the fact that this routine will continue from tomorrow is also a problem.
I made a promise with two groups.
In the morning, I decided to help in the kitchen and restaurant work and endure their sexual harassment. In return, the men in the kitchen promised to keep my status window displayed on the wall a secret.
In the afternoon, I agreed to join the mineral exploration to heal them. In return, they promised to dig down the ground where the sound of metal chains was heard first.
The second one may seem decent at first glance, but since urine and saliva are the main means of recovery, there is a high possibility of leading to sexual harassment.
Have I actually done it already? There are hardly any women who have stood naked on a man’s face and peed. Hardly any, or do they exist?
Whether it’s because of the mating season or because I’ve adapted to this perverted worldview, I felt a bit scared that I now feel indifferent to urinating or being sexually harassed.
What if I become a woman who does anything?
And I shouldn’t make any more promises with groups. Remember that, okay?
However, my firm resolution was in vain, as I ended up making more agreements with the two groups before the day changed.
“If you want to go outside the village at night, you need our permission?”
“Monsters that were gentle during the day go crazy at night. Of course, it’s not allowed.”
“Is there no way?”
“Monsters that were gentle during the day go crazy at night. Of course, it’s not allowed.”
“What should we do?”
“What should we do?”
“What should we do?”
“Hmm. If the lady helps us a bit, we might turn a blind eye!”
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“Excuse me? You need permission to use the hot springs at night?”
“Yes. After the men have finished bathing, I have to clean up, I can’t wait for you ladies to finish as well!”
“What can we do about it?”
“Hmm. If the lady helps me with my training a bit, I can allow you to use the hot springs anytime!”
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I decided to put off explaining the events leading up to the contract with the hot spring manager and the village security team, and first organize the contract I made.
In the morning, I have to help out at the restaurant and socialize with the men there. Together with Gracia.
In the afternoon, I have to go to the place where they are exploring the mineral veins to heal them and socialize. Alone.
Sometimes I have to spar with the island patrol members. The price is allowing me to roam the island at night as well.
Sometimes I have to receive a massage from the hot spring manager. He said he’s practicing massages for women to open a shop after his release.
The price is being able to use the hot springs whenever I want.
No matter how much I think about it, the assistance of these four groups was essential to achieve my goal on this island.
Making a distress signal device with Gracia, talking to the women held captive here, and removing my lewd status displayed on the restaurant wall.
For that, I have to endure sexual harassment. Or rather, am I feeling a bit resentful about having to endure sexual harassment that I’ve already experienced?
I guess I’ll have to tolerate it. After all, I’m in heat all the time too.
…As long as I don’t lose my purity, it doesn’t count, right?
I waited for tomorrow, compromising with myself.
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