episode_0054

Ugh… I’d rather be openly mocked.

Just being embraced like this makes me feel even more heated.

Was I always weak to the scent of a man?

“Hey? Don’t move your chest. I won’t stab you, okay?”

Even though he claimed to have no lewd thoughts and didn’t like being labeled as the only pervert, the fact that I was the only one heating up was the real issue.

It’s because of the mating season! It’s unavoidable.

I tried to hold onto my sanity that felt like it was about to escape and changed the subject.

“Um, how long are you going to do this? You should draw the map for me.”

“Just 3 minutes. Just stay for 3 minutes.”

…

3 minutes passed.

The man, who had been visibly lethargic, regained his vitality after that brief hug.

On the contrary, I felt my body heating up noticeably.

“I’ll draw the map of the entrance to the mine right now. I’ll finish the rest tomorrow and bring it to you. Today, just explore up to where I’ve drawn.”

The man immediately unfolded a yellowed, crumpled piece of paper and started drawing the map with a pencil.

I took a step back, holding onto my sanity, and watched his work silently.

Phew, it’s hot.

Without a hint of hesitation, the man continued to draw the map… or rather, a sketch, requesting that I keep the mule cool and then placing it on his lower abdomen.

Temporary cooling.

If I don’t do this, things might get really weird.

Scratch, scratch-

The space between my thighs was hot. I bit my lip to endure it.

I could only think about wanting him to draw the map quickly. I just wanted to be alone quickly.

Square, square-

Swoosh-

Scratch, scratch-

The sound of the man’s pencil brushing against the paper and the sound of our thighs rubbing together filled the silence.

“While drawing the map, I remembered something strange about this mine.”

“Oh? Something strange?”

“Yeah. There have been several instances where they abruptly stopped working in a direction that seemed like it would yield a lot of minerals if they dug deeper.”

“Could it be due to the risk of collapse?”

“Yeah. There were cases where they stopped because there was a real risk of collapse if they dug further, but the procedures were a bit different.”

For the first time, the man stopped his hand and looked at me.

“When there’s a real danger of collapse, they prioritize on-site judgment after going through geological inspections. But in cases of suspicious work stoppages, they didn’t conduct thorough inspections and the higher-ups instructed them to stop without a proper reason.”

That was definitely valuable information. It seemed likely that the relic I was looking for would be near such a place.

“Anyway, I’ll mark that on the map. Since I didn’t hug you for long.”

“Oh, haha…”

Awkward. I continued with my questions out of curiosity and to change the subject.

“By any chance, are there any other suspicious things? Like strange noises or footsteps.”

Apart from the location of the relic, I also needed to find the passage to the hideout of the betrayers and heretics of the Goddess Church. And there was a high probability that this vast mine contained that passage. My conclusion was that if it were outside, wouldn’t the mining exploration team have found it?

“Well, there are rumors of that kind going around, but they’re hard to trust. The guys working in the mine have all gone crazy. If you tell them to raise their hands if they’ve seen a ghost, they all will, right?”

“That’s a shame.”

Even as he continued to converse with me, the man didn’t stop drawing the map and eventually handed me the completed map of the nearby mine entrance.

Taking a quick look, it was small but meticulously detailed.

It was as if an artist had drawn a picture on a piece of gum wrapper.

The passageways were marked with notes, indicating various purposes such as official rest areas, hangouts for troublemakers, places rumored to have strange sounds, and a sanctuary for solitude…

I also noted down the origins of the rumors I had heard. Among them, the marking for “Sanctuary of Solitude” stood out the most.

“…By any chance, is your name Jashim?”

“That’s right. It’s quite rude to ask for my name only now. Hehehe.”

“Hahaha…”

He wasn’t a lethargic person, but a man who did his best in everything he did. To have more than five places where he could hide and take a nap secretly. I revised my evaluation of Jashim.

After admiring the map for a moment, I carefully folded it and put it in my pants pocket.

“I’ll deliver the rest during breakfast tomorrow. In return.”

“…In return?”

“Hug me again tomorrow. Of course, nothing inappropriate! Just hug me.”

“…Sure.”

Strange. Why am I feeling disappointed? Huh? Why?

“Well then, I’ll go check it out. I need to get more rest.”

“Have a good rest.”

Without mercy, I walked back into the passageway.

Step by step-

Thump thump-

Thud thud thud-

Turning the corner and confirming that Jashim was no longer in sight, I looked around and dashed into a dark area.

…I couldn’t bear it anymore.

I raised my head to the crumbling ceiling.

And as my liberated hand slipped into my pants, it was already moist with anticipation.

Ugh… Thanks to the cheat code, at least it wasn’t some dirty liquid.

Leaning against the cold mud wall, I moved my fingers vigorously.

Scratch scratch-

Scratch scratch scratch-

For the past few days, with men constantly pampering me, it felt like it had been a long time since I had touched myself directly.

My body was incredibly sensitive.

As my fingers brushed past a slightly swollen pea-sized nub, I flinched and my buttocks involuntarily pushed back.

But chasing the sensation between pleasure and pain, my fingers persistently followed.

My buttocks had already reached their limit in retreat, and my upper body had stooped down to its limit as my fingers continued their pursuit.

“Ah…”

My mouth opened, but no sound came out, just a gasp of air.

The pleasure quickly built up.

I tightly grasped the clitoris with my pinching fingers to prevent it from escaping any further.

“Ah… Ah… Ahhh…”

It wasn’t a gentle build-up of pleasure. Thanks to that, the moans weren’t sweet, and a slightly animalistic scream escaped.

“It’s coming… Ahh…”

The pinching fingers quickened.

However,

I couldn’t reach the climax.

Usually, when reaching climax, the pleasure would surge through the body and then dissipate.

But this time, it felt like it just fizzled out without igniting. There was no refreshing feeling post-climax or the usual lethargy.

The uncomfortable sensation returned, as if I were back to the beginning of self-pleasure. The desire was still there, and my fingers instinctively moved to explore the clitoris.

Was the position uncomfortable? This time, I tried sitting cross-legged.

…

I failed.

Massaging my breasts while touching my nipples and clitoris simultaneously.

The result was the same.

Scratch scratch- I even tried inserting a finger into the hole.

It was still the same.

“Ugh! What is this!”

Why can’t I reach climax at all?

“Um, excuse me, user. It’s too cold just watching, but can I say something?”

As I spent time touching my own body, Insung suddenly spoke up. With no mental space left, I was neither surprised nor embarrassed. I bluntly replied.

“I can’t give you a definite answer since your status is tied to the restaurant bulletin board, but could it be a similar condition?”

Record it. Hmm. If no one is watching, I can’t pee. It’s a condition where I can’t pee if someone doesn’t watch. That’s the reason it happened, showing others how I pee multiple times.

That’s right. Lately, I’ve been touched by men continuously. It makes sense. It’s beyond my authority to give this kind of advice, but it’s too pathetic. If a man doesn’t touch you, wouldn’t you become a loser who can’t even go?

Ugh!

So, do I have to ask a man for help with peeing and masturbating too? Is this for real?

I raised my hand to my head to tear my hair out.

“Grrr!”

But before the hair, a cold and smooth tentacle was caught in my hand. Oops. I forgot about the tentacle’s presence and got lost in masturbation for quite a long time.

Although the tentacle is obedient, it is still a divine being called a “Nuer”…

“Hmm.”

I grabbed the tentacle silently and brought it in front of my eyes. That’s right. The tentacle is not an ordinary animal or monster but a divine being. Its form is like an octopus, but its intelligence is similar to that of a human.

…No way, right?

“Nuer, do you remember what you did during the day? You did this to the bed, right?”

“Grr? …Grr!”

After thinking for a moment, the tentacle nodded.

That’s right.

The tentacle is a divine being and a male.

What is the dignity of a human being?

…A woman who chose a beast over a man.

My conscience finally fell silent with a sigh. I was desperate, so my conscience’s sarcasm was not a consideration.

“Um… Nuer, would you like to try that again? Huh?”

I put Nuer on the floor, took off my pants, and spread my legs.

It was summer.