The Alchemist-nim Who Made a Decision!

Honestly, I didn’t want to go outside.

I had been out just recently… and more than anything, thinking about the things that would happen if I followed Claire around, it wouldn’t be comfortable at all, even more so.

But then again… saying that Claudia had a good time… felt really strange.

First, I told her to wash, then I glanced at Claudia as she began to wash herself.

Claudia’s face, with her soaking wet hair plastered to it, wasn’t grinning as usual… so the atmosphere felt a bit different.

Should I say… she had a seductive aura?

It was different from just a stiff, hardened face.

Her body, with clean water flowing over it, was also voluptuous and firm.

…If it weren’t for that thing that was half-erect, I might have purely admired it.

Turning my head to the side, I saw Claire calmly washing herself. She wasn’t stiff like Claudia, but I felt a natural tension, not knowing when it might happen again.

While I was dawdling, the two of them seemed to have finished washing already, as they came splashing towards me.

I continued to pretend to wash, making foam, when I heard their voices from either side.

“…Are you still washing?”

“Shall I help you?”

At Claudia’s offer to help, I shook my head.

Then Claudia leaned down and whispered into my ear.

“So… you still haven’t decided who felt better?”

A calloused, firm hand gently stroked my slender neck.

“Huh…? Asha.”

Claudia’s golden eyes gazed intently at me. Her golden eyes seemed to gleam dangerously for some reason.

“So….”

Just then, I felt something soft on my head.

Along with a body scent mixed with soap fragrance.

…It was Claire’s breast.

The sensation of her breast, warm and flushed from the hot water… felt good.

“Haven’t you been threatening Asha in that manner all this time?”

At that sensation, Claire’s voice came from above my head. Thump, thump. My heart pounded in my ears, and my face grew a little hot.

“Threatening? Then Saint-nim, are you seducing her with your body right now?”

“W-weren’t your words a bit too much?”

“I merely returned your words exactly as you spoke them.”

Claudia retorted, gently pulling my body. But Claire was no pushover either, so I ended up buried between the two women’s breasts.

Now my face was completely hot. So much so that both of them could tell my face was flushed.

I pushed away the bodies of the two women who were arguing.

…My conscience pricked me a little to call it ‘pushing away’. When I tried to push their breasts away, they didn’t budge at all.

‘…Was my strength this weak?’

No matter how you look at it… no, they must be the unusual ones, not me being weak.

So how did I push them away?

…Perhaps feeling sorry for my struggling, Claudia and Claire stopped arguing and stepped back. I tried to avoid their lukewarm gazes and cleared my throat.

“…First, Claire, what’s your reason for insisting on taking me?”

At my question, Claire seemed to ponder for a moment, then spoke in a soft, gentle voice.

“…I want your help until I find a solution.”

“That’s right….”

At first glance, it made sense.

Although I didn’t do it, I was the one who brought Cecil into the world, so even if I didn’t know why, I couldn’t say I had no responsibility at all.

Putting that aside.

“…Why does it have to be me?”

Honestly, it was true.

My memory of exactly who did what was hazy… but looking at the semen flowing down my thigh right now, it seemed like there was no problem with ejaculating.

“I heard that the method you taught didn’t work well… but honestly… it’s a little… strange, isn’t it?”

“So it seems. Saint-nim?”

Claudia, whose hands were now covered in soap foam, began to rub my thigh.

“…Ugh.”

Feeling the sensation of my thigh being touched, I looked at Claire, and a hint of embarrassment was visible in her usually confident brown eyes.

Claire, who trembled for a moment, opened her mouth.

“…Th-that, as you saw even during the day… it, it has to be you. D-doing it alone… has little effect, and asking someone else… that’s out of the question….”

Was it a side effect of starting with someone else’s hand…?

…I had no way of knowing.

“…Then I’m okay with it?”

“I thought… you would help….”

“No, well… um….”

I was confused whether to take this as a compliment, meaning I was a trustworthy person… or if I was just a convenient onahole. Considering Claire’s attitude, it was probably closer to the former than the latter, but I couldn’t help but feel strange.

Just then… a good idea came to mind.

A way for me to stay here, and for Claire’s problem to be solved.

…I’d have to put up with a little inconvenience, but it might get me out of this awkward situation.

I thoroughly washed myself and headed to the safe with the two of them. Claire’s momentum had subsided a bit, but the two were still growling at each other.

When we arrived in front of the safe, the two looked at me with puzzled expressions. Their faces asked why on earth we had come here.

I opened the safe and thought.

‘…I’m not exactly thrilled about this.’

Click.

With a sound, the tightly closed safe opened.

And… I took out the ‘Onahole’ that I had stashed in the corner. If I gave this to Claire, I could stay home… and Claire could solve the problem of getting an erection every time she used her power.

‘Completely eliminating the cause would be the most effective.’

Given that my research so far had yielded no results… it was a distant prospect for now. Unless results suddenly fell from the sky.

Honestly, why it reacts to Divine power is a complete mystery in itself.

Anyway.

As I unwrapped the well-packaged onahole, Claudia’s face changed to a strange expression, as if she recognized it, while Claire still looked at me with a bewildered expression.

“So this is….”

As I tried to explain, my face flushed hot.

It was quite agonizing to calmly tell a friend, while in my right mind, ‘This is a masturbation tool modeled after my vagina.’

It was perhaps natural that Claire’s face turned to one of embarrassment upon hearing my explanation.

“Th-that, so that….”

“It’ll be just like the real thing. I haven’t used it myself… but probably.”

Claire’s brown eyes looked at me.

Under her gaze, I cleared my throat and handed the packaged onahole to Claire. Claudia, who was watching from the side, spoke up.

“Asha, are you sure? That….”

“…Why are you asking that?”

Claire, clutching the onahole as if it were a precious item, looked at Claudia and opened her mouth.

“Perhaps… is it because only I received one?”

“No, it’s not that… if she uses it, the sensation will be transmitted to Asha as well.”

“What…?”

Claire’s gaze turned to me.

I let out a faint sigh and answered her.

“…That’s right.”

“Th-then… won’t you be troubled? I don’t even know when I’ll use this….”

“It’s fine.”

There are many people in this house who can help… so it should be fine, right?

There’s Cecil, who can go to the village in my stead, and there are two people who can handle contracts for me, aren’t there?

…There’s also someone who cooks. Yes.

With that thought, and my reluctance to go back to the Capital, it seemed like it would be fine.

‘And if the distance increases… the effect will probably weaken.’

I hadn’t experimented, but wouldn’t that be the case?

At my answer, Claire clutched the packaged onahole tightly, as if she had been moved.

…My insides didn’t warm up, so the sensation wasn’t transmitted to me, but for some reason, my body felt tightly… squeezed, and my lower abdomen trembled.

“…I’ll try not to use it as much as possible. And… I’ll look for more solutions.”

“Okay….”

Claire muttered with a somewhat meaningful expression.

Anyway, after telling Claire how to use it, I assigned her an empty room to use.

It was too late to tell her to go back now.

So Claire returned to her room, but Claudia still followed me around.

When she tried to follow me into the Bedroom, I leaned against the Bedroom door and looked at Claudia.

Thanks to her neatly settled hair, she looked very calm today.

“…Dia, aren’t you sleeping? Don’t you have to leave tomorrow morning?”

“Hmm… well, I guess so?”

“Then Dia, you should go back and sleep too.”

“I should. But… I have something I’m curious about, so I don’t think I can sleep.”

“What is it?”

Claudia grinned, bent down, and met my eyes.

Warm breath came from her close nose and mouth, tickling my face, and her lukewarm body scent gently scratched at my nostrils. My slightly flustered reflection seemed to be visible in her clear golden eyes.

No, it was slightly visible.

Claudia, who was looking at me with a satisfied expression, said,

“So… who felt better? I haven’t heard that yet.”

“…D-do you really need to hear that?”

“Yes. It’s a matter of… pride, you could say….”

Claudia grabbed my waist and entered the Bedroom.

Then she flopped onto the bed, as if she wouldn’t leave until I told her.

Her voluminous tail wagged back and forth enticingly.

“If you don’t answer, I’ll sleep here.”

“…Are you a child?”

A small laugh escaped me. Her childish behavior, unsuited to her large size… suited her surprisingly well.

Perhaps because she had animal ears and a tail.

My lips relaxed a little at the sight, which was somehow like a large animal acting cute.

When I sat on the bed, Claudia rubbed her soft ear against my lower abdomen.

“Huh? Aren’t you going to tell me?”

“Ugh….”

Honestly, it wasn’t that I wouldn’t tell her….

As I tried hard to recall, the scene of being thoroughly rammed into just a moment ago floated through my mind.

Just remembering it made my lower abdomen tingle, so I pushed Claudia out of the room and said,

“…Y-you were more, more fun, so now g-go back!”

As if pleased with my answer, Claudia let out a happy laugh and disappeared out of the room, pushed by my small, fern-like hand.

“Phew….”

Well… it’s probably roughly correct, right?

If I had answered that I didn’t really know, wouldn’t she have said, ‘Then I’ll show you’?

‘Anyway, Claire has gone back to her room.’

Claudia would leave in the morning… and Claire, though I don’t know her circumstances, would also go back, so there would be no chance of us meeting.

As I flopped onto the bed, I saw Limey squirming next to my face.

‘…It’s changed again.’

Perhaps because it had eaten plenty of Claire’s semen… its color seemed to have brightened a little.

I gently pressed down on Limey’s head as it wiggled and clung to me, then closed my eyes.

…Hoping that this storm would pass safely.