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    The peculiar sensation of holding slippery seafood.

    It felt like a disgusting creature was writhing in her grip.

    But… what was this feeling, something swelling from within…?

    “…Huh?”

    Just a moment ago, it had fit snugly in her palm.

    Before she knew it, it had grown too large to hold with one hand.

    *It stiffened!*

    It rose straight up in front of her eyes.

    Looking closer… it was truly huge.

    Is this… a dick…?

    She hadn’t realized it when she saw it, but it was much harder when she touched it directly.

    It was hot and throbbing.

    She could feel its pulse in her hand.

    It’s strange…

    Tia raised her head and asked the man.

    “…Does it hurt?”

    “N-no, it’s fine! It doesn’t hurt! *Heheheh-*.”

    “I… I’m not sure how hard I should grip it…”

    Though the inside had hardened, the skin covering it was still soft and yielding.

    The man kindly instructed her.

    “Rub it… g-gently.”

    She carefully rubbed her hand up and down.

    “…Like this?”

    “No. Up and down. S-smoothly, as if you’re holding it…”

    “L-like this?”

    “Exactly! Yes… with that feeling, just a little f-faster…”

    “Then- this fast?”

    “Ohh- ooh…”

    The man’s breathing subtly changed.

    “…How is it?”

    “Nghh-! *Gasp- gasp-* I-I feel g-good… I feel so… so good…”

    So this is how you make someone feel good.

    She somehow understood.

    When the man gasped for breath, the thing in her hand also throbbed.

    Even though she was just holding it and rubbing it…

    It was a strange feeling to think that this was making Mister Fosao feel good.

    “Ti-Tia. The tip… d-do you see it?”

    “Ah, yes…”

    The man stammered, pointing to the tip of his dick.

    “If the l-liquid comes out here… it means I feel good.”

    “Liquid…? Semen?”

    “No. Th-that’s not semen… but something similar. Y-you’ll see. Keep rubbing until it comes out.”

    This time, she was gentle, but a little faster than before.

    She stroked the large object up and down.

    *Swish. Swish.*

    The man emphasized several times that it was important to be “gentle.”

    As she slowly rubbed it, the man’s breathing grew harsher than before.

    “*Gasp- gasp-*. Ah, it hurts… Tia. G-gentler.”

    “I am being gentle…”

    “Ti-Tia, your grip is strong- you need to do it even m-more softly.”

    “Oh. I’m sorry.”

    So, she eased the strength from her shoulder.

    She rubbed it as gently as possible to make the man feel good.

    “Ohh- it f-feels good- Tia, you’re… you’re touching my… my thing… Nghh-!!”

    “…”

    It was a strange and wondrous feeling.

    It was just a simple act of holding it and rubbing it.

    But her head felt hazy, and she was a little breathless…

    The man seemed to be enjoying himself, leaning his head back and panting.

    “*Gasp-! Gasp-!* Th-this is the best…”

    “…Oh.”

    Something came out.

    Just as the man had said, a clear, transparent liquid beaded at the tip of his dick.

    Is this proof that a man feels good…?

    When she touched it with her hand, it felt transparent and slippery.

    *Squish. Squish.*

    It was good because it was slippery.

    Thanks to it, the tip became smoothly lubricated, making it even easier to rub.

    And the smell seemed to have changed slightly, becoming a bit sour.

    The man pleaded.

    “P-please, a little more… Ti-Tia.”

    “Ah, yes…”

    She resumed rubbing her hand.

    She somehow understood.

    As she continued to hold his dick, she could feel the man’s pleasure directly through her fingertips.

    How should she put it, it felt like a throbbing heart was right there?

    Every time she gently held and stroked it, transparent liquid also came out little by little.

    If she had continued to touch Ritsu’s then, would it have become like this?

    She wasn’t sure.

    Ritsu was smaller than the man, so it probably wouldn’t throb like this.

    But I’m… doing this to the man, not Ritsu…

    Is this okay?

    She was dazedly rubbing it while thinking of Ritsu.

    The man, who had been gasping for breath, suddenly let out a cry.

    “Ngh- Tia!”

    “Yes, y-yes?”

    “It’s coming… it feels like it’s coming! *Gasp-!* Nghhhhh-!!”

    “It’s coming out?”

    What is?

    What is coming out?

    It was then.

    Fosao abruptly grabbed Tia’s other hand and placed it over his dick.

    “…?!”

    Tia could feel it.

    She felt a squeezing force clenching inside her hand, once.

    *Splurt!*

    Suddenly, something pure white burst out from the tip of his dick.

    “Ah…?!”

    *Splurt!*

    Hot, sticky substances clung to her hand.

    At the same time, the man’s dick throbbed wildly.

    It was a sensation that reminded her of… milking a cow.

    “…”

    For a moment, she forgot to breathe.

    The man… had such rough strength?

    The gushing had stopped, but.

    Something white still remained on the tip of his dick.

    “What… what is this?”

    “Th-that’s ‘semen’.”

    “Semen?”

    The man explained.

    He said that when men got extremely excited, a white, sticky fluid, different from urine, would come out.

    That was semen.

    “It’s… a-a kind of ingredient that can make a baby. Like a baby ‘seed,’ I-I guess… *Heheh*.”

    “…Baby seed?”

    She had never heard of such a thing.

    Her aunts had told her that a baby was made when a man’s sexual organ went into a woman’s sexual organ.

    What was this then?

    So, if I’m… holding the man’s baby seed right now… will I get pregnant?

    Seeing Tia’s face turn pale, Fosao quickly explained.

    “It has to go into a wo-woman’s body for a baby to be m-made…”

    “…Is this okay?”

    “Mhm! I-it’s fine. Keep r-rubbing it.”

    The man’s dick had less strength than before.

    After a few more rubs, it spasmed and ejaculated semen again.

    “…Ugh!”

    Suddenly, an intense smell stung her nose.

    Startled, she instinctively turned her head away.

    This unique smell, something indescribable.

    A smell that could definitely not be called pleasant…

    “…”

    She looked down at the semen on her hand.

    It felt like sticky white viscous fluid mixed with transparent liquid.

    It had been hot at first, and a warm heat still lingered.

    The man released her hand, which he had been holding tightly.

    “Is it over?”

    “Mhm. Th-this has to come out for masturbation to be o-over.”

    So that’s how it was.

    She had… helped Mister Fosao masturbate.

    Her hands were entirely covered in semen, making them sticky.

    The man gave her a dry cloth and told her to wipe it off, but no matter how thoroughly she wiped, the strange smell didn’t disappear.

    After finishing up, she hurriedly went down to the entrance of the general store.

    “Th-thank you so much for helping me, Ti-Tia.”

    “It’s nothing. I’m glad I could help…”

    “H-hey, Tia.”

    The man asked cautiously.

    “Would you… would you be able to help me next time too?”

    “Next time?”

    The thought of a ‘next time’ hadn’t crossed her mind at all.

    This time, she had simply walked into the general store on her own, accidentally witnessed his masturbation, felt sorry for him… and also felt pity because he had been rejected in his confession… that’s why she had offered to help.

    “Please, Ti-Tia. Huh? Was there anything that made you uncomfortable?”

    “No, it’s not that…”

    “It felt so good because you h-helped me, Tia. So… huh?”

    The man kept speaking with such pleading eyes that she couldn’t refuse.

    “…I’ll think about it.”

    “Mhm. O-okay. Go carefully.”

    “Yes.”

    *Creak-.*

    She quickly left the general store and entered the secret passage.

    She tightly clasped her hands over her chest.

    Her heart was pounding, and she felt dazed.

    The throbbing sensation still felt as if it lingered in her hands.

    “…It was incredible.”

    The man’s stiff dick.

    The white semen powerfully gushing out.

    Perhaps because it was her first time seeing a man masturbate right before her eyes, she couldn’t calm down.

    “Haa…”

    Still, it was a relief that it ended quickly.

    Because she could return home before it got too late.

    * * *

    She had overslept.

    Aunt Olivia came to wake her up and asked if she had been sick lately.

    She vaguely replied that she wasn’t sick, but probably just overexerted herself making Ritsu’s medicine.

    Aunt Olivia clicked her tongue and told her to be careful, as Ritsu would worry if she got sick like that.

    After sending Aunt Olivia away, she went to tie her hair.

    “…”

    Faintly, the scent from yesterday lingered on her hands.

    She could still distinctly smell the man’s body odor from his room, and the scent of semen.

    She went down to the stream and washed her hands and hair with cold water.

    Even after that, she still felt a slight odor, so she went to Aunt Merid.

    “Perfume?”

    “Yes.”

    “Well- it doesn’t matter, but it’s precious and expensive, so only spray a little. I don’t use much of it myself because I’m saving it.”

    “Thank you, Aunt.”

    She borrowed the rose-scented perfume and dabbed a few drops on her neck and wrists.

    Only now did the strange smell seem to lessen a bit.

    She took the recovery medicine prepared at the apothecary and went to Aunt Sherry’s house.

    “I brought the medicine, Ritsu…”

    Her voice was low because she had barely slept, but a smile still came to her face seeing Ritsu gradually getting healthier.

    While she was opening the medicine bottle.

    Ritsu smiled and said.

    “You still have that, properly.”

    “Huh?”

    He was talking about the ruby necklace.

    Ritsu had given it to her as a gift. Of course, she would wear it.

    She proudly stroked her neck.

    “Ah… yes. It’s Ritsu’s gift. I’ve been wearing it ever since then.”

    “It’s pretty.”

    “-?!”

    Her heart pounded at the sudden compliment.

    It felt like such a long time since she had heard Ritsu call her pretty.

    She was so flustered, trying to think of what to say.

    “The… the necklace is pretty, I mean.”

    Oh.

    He was talking about the necklace.

    Ahaha… I’m really something.

    I got excited for nothing.

    “Ah, yes! That’s right! Ritsu chose well!”

    “Um… Tia.”

    “Hm?”

    Ritsu lowered his gaze.

    “I… I haven’t forgotten yet. Our promise from back then…”

    The ‘vow’ they made at the Lake of Promises.

    A smile came to her face. And she felt so grateful.

    Ritsu remembered it properly too.

    “I haven’t forgotten either. In fact- ever since then, every night before bed, I’ve held the necklace and prayed to the Divine Dragon-nim. Please save Ritsu. Please help our vow come true.”

    “…”

    “And it seems the Divine Dragon-nim granted my wish. Ritsu woke up, like a miracle.”

    “Tia…”

    She clasped his hands.

    Ritsu’s hands were this big and warm too.

    She wished he would stroke her head right now.

    Still, being like this felt comforting.

    Feeling cozy, she stroked Ritsu’s body, and then her right hand felt something.

    Ah, this position…

    It was below Ritsu’s waist.

    This sensation of something slightly protruding, like a small hill rising beneath the blanket.

    With a desire to keep touching it, she gently stroked the area.

    “Ahem.”

    Ritsu, seemingly embarrassed, cleared his throat and turned to lie on his side.

    Hehe-. Ritsu likes things like this too.

    It’s okay. We understand each other just by looking into each other’s eyes.

    *Slip-.*

    She slipped her hand under the blanket, fumbling to find Ritsu’s ‘thing’.

    Through his pants, she felt a small lump of flesh.

    It wasn’t erect yet, so it was small enough to fit entirely in her palm.

    Still, it felt cute, and she wanted to keep kneading it gently.

    When would it get erect?

    She was gently stroking it over his pants, a slight anticipation building.

    “Um, um… Tia?”

    Ritsu called out in an embarrassed voice.

    “Hm?”

    “Your… your hand seems to be in a somewhat dangerous position…”

    “Oh. Don’t men feel good when you do this?”

    “No. B-but… something like this…”

    Startled, she withdrew her right hand.

    “Oh, I’m sorry… Did you not like it…?”

    Ritsu abruptly took both her hands.

    Then, looking her in the eyes, he said in a gentle voice.

    “I prefer just holding hands. And I don’t think it’s too late to do something like this after the ‘Baptism Ceremony’.”

    “!”

    Right. The Baptism Ceremony.

    The December 25th ritual where one is recognized as a member of the village.

    Nine days from now.

    She would offer prayers to the Divine Dragon-nim of Dragonez with Ritsu and receive baptism.

    She could willingly wait until then.

    “Then… after the Baptism Ceremony, we can do it?”

    “To be precise, it would be after ‘marriage’.”

    Her eyes wavered at the word ‘marriage’.

    Oh.

    Touching Ritsu’s ‘thing’ just now… was that something they could only do once they were married to each other?

    “But we’ve already promised to marry each other anyway, so I think the Divine Dragon-nim would overlook it even if it’s a little early. So, just until the Baptism Ceremony. Can you wait until then?”

    She dazedly raised her head.

    Her chest ached.

    Should she tell him?

    About what happened with Mister Fosao?

    But…

    She didn’t know how Ritsu would react.

    She was scared, and no words came out.

    She could only manage a smile and nod her head.

    “…Yes!”

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