episode_0039
by fnovelpiaI took the blunt Charlotte to a wholesale butcher shop.
“Dike, you came early this time?”
How can a butcher shop exist in a fantasy world that is far lacking compared to modern society? It is convenient to think that it is thanks to magic.
‘If I dig deeper, I’ll be the only one having a hard time.’
Still, it was easier than getting used to the male NPCs in NTR’s tskur ygame who frequently sexually harassed me.
“… A lot of customers come.”
I tend to keep a lot of meat in the inn’s refrigerator. There was even a sub-space, so the amount was quite large.
But I used up all of it. It was because the remaining amount was crowded at an odd time.
I have no intention of telling the story in detail. I just kind of glossed it over and passed it off.
Even the butcher would not be particularly curious about the atmosphere of the cradle of abundance.
“Really? That’s good. You came because you needed meat, right?”
“Yes, well.”
“Lucky. Just then, the pigs were slaughtered. Fresh meat has just arrived. Hey, let’s go to the warehouse.”
I followed the butcher to the back warehouse. There was a pile of bright red meat.
I looked through the meat and put it into subspace.
The money was overflowing.
“Thank you always!”
I filled the subspace as much as I could and left the butcher shop. It was roughly enough to last half a year.
‘No. ‘I won’t be able to eat for half a year.’
A person was added. One child and three adults. There are still two left.
What would have happened if I wasn’t a warrior who received the kingdom’s support money? I wouldn’t have had any backbone left to feed Unit 1 and Unit 2.
“Are you leaving right now?”
Charlotte, who had been following quietly, asked. There was a hint of regret in his voice.
It seemed like he was telling me to play more, like a child who had been out for a long time.
“Then what do you add here? Just go home.”
Unfortunately, Charlotte Unit 1 is not a child. On the outside, she was a mature woman.
Although I don’t know the numbers exactly.
At Charlotte’s age now, it wouldn’t be strange at all to have a daughter around Olivia’s size 2.
‘This is a story based on the standards of this worldview.’
I never thought of women as baby-making machines. I have no intention of making that claim.
Is it really that dissatisfying to say that I’m going home right away? Charlotte walked down the street with a rough gait that was uncharacteristic of a knight.
Then he kicked a small rock. He made an open face and showed that he was dissatisfied.
“Why? What’s the problem?”
“… Is it uncomfortable for your father to go out with me?”
“uh.”
It’s so fucking uncomfortable, you crazy bitch.
Charlotte was sticking out her lips, so she couldn’t bring herself to say it out loud. I changed my tone as kindly as possible and explained the reason for my discomfort.
“… Honestly, you are the most uncomfortable, Charlotte.”
“More than the other guys?”
“Don’t you think about what you did to me?”
“… … .”
Olivia Unit 1. I behaved terribly on the first day.
But I found out that he had a surprisingly cute side.
‘He also gave me a hymen as a gift.’
Although she had a hymen, she was not a virgin. She must have had intercourse with Dyke Unit 1.
Still, I was satisfied.
Olivia Unit 1 曰 “Dike Unit 1 did not eat my hymen. I fed it to you.”
I am different from Dyke Unit 1. I moved my waist myself and pierced Olivia Unit 1’s hymen.
With my small but precious cock, I ate her hymen.
He eats soup with a spoon. Dyke No. 2 ate it with his own hand, and Dyke No. 1 was fed by Olivia.
The end result is that you ate the soup, but the process is different. There was a huge difference between the two.
An insurmountable gap.
‘Unit 1 is a fake man. Fake mail.’
I am a real man, a real mail─.
Charlotte had an aggrieved expression on her face. He was in tears as if he was wondering what he had done wrong.
“Don’t you know?”
“I don’t know.”
“… … .”
A laugh comes out.
“I didn’t do anything. I endured it again and again until my father’s heart was ready. It was the same yesterday.”
“… You held it in? Did you endure that yesterday?”
“Yes, that’s why you’re not even fucking your dick. I’ve had the opportunity several times so far. I mean, I’m really holding back with all my might. It makes no sense to say that I was worse than Olivia or Nine.”
“… Hey, that’s it. Let’s stop talking.”
“Father?”
Charlotte whispered to me in a low voice.
“If my father keeps accusing me of being a bad child… . I have no choice but to show you what a really bad kid is.”
“… What is a really bad kid? Isn’t he a bad kid if he only says “Father, Father” but doesn’t even listen to what I say?”
“No.”
Charlotte shook her head resolutely. The standards for a bad child were arbitrarily defined.
“A bad child is one who rapes his father.”
“… What bullshit.”
“My father said so.”
“Me?”
Charlotte was talking about Dyke Unit 1.
“At that time, it seemed like my father was trying to persuade me by saying that I was a bad kid. I begged them not to put it inside.”
“… Angtal. Don’t insult Dyke.”
“What do you think I did there? Did it stop? Because I’m a good kid. If your father told you to stop, do you think you would have said, “I have to stop,” and pulled out your dick?”
“Cruel guy.”
What are you doing asking?
Charlotte wouldn’t have stopped. Whether Dyke No. 1 begged or not, he would have rammed his dick into the man’s ass who could not resist.
“I don’t like good kids. I don’t want to be a good kid. There was something I wanted too. So I made a deal with Olivia. Olivia is a very bad child who needs to get what she wants and hates being taken away.”
“… … .”
Charlotte’s hand subtly brushed my butt. I kneaded it like I was kneading rice cake in the middle of the street.
I hastily slapped his hand away.
“… I will have your sympathy. I cannot yield this much to anyone. Even if that person is my father himself.”
“You keep saying that, so I don’t want to stay anymore.”
Let’s go home quickly.
At that time, Charlotte caught me.
“While you’re out, how about stopping by Count Pigon’s estate?”
“Country of Pigon?”
“Soon, a rebel plot will be discovered in Count Pigon’s territory and the Pigon family will be disbanded. There is a poor child in the estate who has been neglected by his druggy parents.”
“… … .”
Wouldn’t that be better than waiting for something to happen?
“While you were far away?”
In many ways, it seems better to pick up Unit 2.
“Okay, let’s go to Pigon County.”
Instead of just whining about having more fun, it would be great if you appealed the reason why you should go.
We’re comfortable with each other.
“Father.”
“Huh?”
“Has the itching gotten better?”
“… Uh, so don’t talk about that.”
When I think about what happened yesterday, I get goosebumps. A variety of emotions are mixed together, and I am unable to clearly explain what I want.
I never wanted to experience that again.
“Okay.”
Charlotte grinned at my warning. When I look at his eyes, I feel anxious for no reason.
I don’t know what you’re thinking.
‘… By the way, is everything really better?’
As soon as I heard Charlotte’s words, my attention was focused on my butt. I don’t feel itchiness. There are no symptoms.
It can be said that he has fully recovered.
flinch-.
Just as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, I felt a strange sensation.
hip. The location was different: inside. It was quite deep.
‘About the length of a finger… .’
The symptoms were similar to itching, but there was a difference.
‘It disappeared because I was conscious of it.’
What is it? What kind of disease is it?
‘This also doesn’t mean that saliva is medicine.’
no way. I hoped not.
Heee-!
I borrowed a horse. The distance to Pigon territory was too long to just walk, so I had no choice.
The horse runs. I tightened the saddle with my thighs and rode the horse.
flinch-.
“… … .”
The horse kicked the dirt floor. My body shook greatly.
Every time I did that, I felt a strange sensation in my butt.
‘what.’
I didn’t think the foreign sensation would go away. It remained even after time passed.
Whether I was conscious of it or not, I gently tickled my buttocks.
The problem is that symptoms appear in places where there is no way to do anything.
Heehee-!
I stopped talking. A horse that was running hard purrs and becomes irritated.
I comforted him and got off his back.
“Father, why are you doing that?”
Charlotte approached and asked. The guy didn’t even get off the horse, as if he couldn’t feel the itch.
“… I want you to make me some medicine.”
“I will apply it myself.”
“Don’t be a damn thing.”
“Okay.”
I thought I would last until the end. Surprisingly, he gave in easily.
“Beh… .”
Charlotte openly collected her saliva right in front of me. I didn’t even think about chewing the medicine.
Should I apply that? At that moment, I felt a sense of self-destruction.
“Here you are, father.”
“… Just wait a moment.”
I took the vial from Charlotte and hid behind a tree. And quickly applied Charlotte’s saliva.
‘It doesn’t work at all.’
Because the location of the itching is inside. I can’t find the answer without putting my finger on it.
But when I insert my finger into my ass… .
I guess it’s a bit… .
It’s too much… .
Charlotte, who couldn’t wait, calls me.
“Father, what’s the problem?”
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