Volume 9 Chapter 1 Visitor ①
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
In the manor courtyard, two girls faced each other, weapons in hand.
One was a southern girl with black hair tied in a ponytail like a horse’s tail. She gripped a training wooden sword shaped like a longsword.
The other was a beast girl with gray hair and fur. She wore gauntlets on both hands with training claws carved from wood.
”Well then, both of you, please be careful not to get hurt. Begin,” My said.
”Haaah!”
”Gauuh!”
At My’s signal, the two charged at each other with all their might, clashing fiercely. No strategy or unnecessary calculations—just strength against strength, technique against technique.
I could never engage in such a traditional fight, I thought. I’m neither strong nor particularly skilled with a sword, and my magic is just average. I can barely boast about my speed, and even that can’t match Georgia’s. As for martial arts, I’ve long been surpassed by Lena.
What I can do is combine all of that—poison and hidden weapons—to exploit my opponent’s weaknesses. It’s a method born of necessity, not honor.
While I mulled over these thoughts, the match was already decided.
”That’s enough,” Lena said.
”Gueh,” Georgia gasped.
I looked over and saw Lena had taken her opponent’s back, grabbed her hair, and pressed the wooden sword lightly against Georgia’s throat. Okay, that’s enough pressure—let go now.
”Sir Soyuz, what do you think? Does Lena have the qualifications to be your sword?” Lena asked, kneeling and looking up with eyes seeking approval.
I nodded firmly.
”She remembered the basics of the longsword I taught her well. Her fighting style, combined with martial arts, is impressive. If she keeps this up, she’ll surpass me in swordsmanship.”
”Such kind words…”
Still kneeling, Lena trembled with joy. Then she stood and took the longsword she had removed, showing it to Georgia with an innocent smile like a child’s. This was the ‘former’ beloved sword I’d carried at my waist until yesterday.
With Georgia joining our ranks, our options for future activities had expanded considerably.
* * *
Beast people are physically superior to humans, with keen hearing and smell, making them valuable both in battle and scouting. When she tried to assassinate me, her movements were impressive—so much so that even Lena and Vera didn’t notice her approach until the last moment.
Her favored iron claws resemble the range and use of Lena’s dual daggers. To increase our tactical options, I decided Lena should take up the longsword. Luckily, I’d recently acquired a good mithril sword. When I casually offered Lena my old sword, she was so thrilled she nearly fainted on the spot. I hadn’t expected such a reaction, but it was a pleasant surprise. She’ll surely train hard in swordsmanship now.
…These girls have also learned to appreciate rewards.
”Sir Soyuz, if I may be so bold, this Lena has won,” she said, blushing and looking at me expectantly.
(Oh, how did it come to this?)
”I understand. But it’s still early in the day—only hands or mouth, okay?”
”As you command. Sir Soyuz, where shall I serve you?”
”Then… with your hands,” I replied.
”Yes. Please enjoy yourself with Lena’s Lewd Caress,” she said, kneeling before me, licking her lips with the hunger of a predator. She unbuttoned her pants and drew out my member.
”Oh… Sir Soyuz’s member… always so lovely… so handsome…”
”I just saw it this morning, didn’t I? Alright, Lena, make me feel good with a kiss.”
”Yes… then, excuse me… chu…”
Lena stood and pressed her lips to mine, gently taking my member in her hand and stroking it softly. We shared a slow, wet kiss, tongues entwining and exchanging moisture as her skilled hands worked carefully, guiding me toward release.
”Mmm… Lena’s hands are amazing… I feel like I’ll finish in no time…”
”I’m honored… my hands, my mouth, everything is yours, Sir Soyuz… please enjoy with me…”
She resumed kissing and matched her hand motions with gentle oral attention. The pleasure overwhelmed me—I drew her close and stroked her back. Lena shivered, then returned the affection with even more passion.
Nearby, Georgia muttered, “Lucky you…” I shot her a smug look.
Lena’s breath grew heavier as she intensified her ‘Lewd Caress.’ I couldn’t tell how she did it, but she expertly combined strokes with finger motions, stimulating the sensitive areas. The passionate kisses only increased my pleasure until I could no longer hold back.
”Mmm!”
Sensing my nearing release, Lena stopped extra techniques and increased her pace, guiding me to climax. As I tensed and trembled, my release suddenly felt warm and comforting.
”Hnng!?”
I embraced Lena while finishing. Although I expected my semen to spill wastefully, someone caught every drop. Only one other was present—Georgia.
”Whoa, Georgia. You lost, remember? Just watch—wait, what? Lena’s helping you? What’s with this teamwork?”
Georgia’s tongue wrapped around the tip, licking with circular motions that felt incredible. My hips trembled with pleasure. She caressed the now-softened member, cradled my testicles, then carefully drew out the last drops.
”Phew. Sir Soyuz, did you enjoy Lena’s Lewd Caress?”
”Y-yeah. It was amazing… but Georgia?”
I looked down at Georgia, who lowered her ears in embarrassment.
”I’m sorry… but if it spilled on the ground, it would’ve been wasted. I just acted on instinct.”
”I understand your feelings deeply. Ms. Georgia is finally embracing her role as Sir Soyuz’s servant,” Lena said with satisfaction, nodding repeatedly.
”Hehe… but next time, I won’t lose! I’ll be the one to make Sir Soyuz feel good!”
”Your spirit is commendable. I won’t lose either. And it’s this slave’s duty to comfort Sir Soyuz’s desires. Please handle the cleanup, dog,” Lena said.
”Don’t call me that!” Georgia snapped back.
They resumed their mock battle. Their relationship was hard to read—friendly or rivalrous—but their skills were evenly matched, pushing each other forward.
I’m not overwhelmed by desire, I thought. I just figured this would make training more engaging.
”Winner gets a small reward,” I had said on a whim. Somehow, it turned into the winner taking care of me once—and here we are.
How did it come to this?
Lost in thought, I watched them train when—
”Master, the Adventurers’ Guild sent an urgent summons.”
Ms. Mor appeared through the back door. Despite regular nutritious meals and frequent life-sharing rituals, her body remained thin. For now, she focused on housework. She was like a mother figure to us—though, of course, the rest was another story.
The branch chief (the bald man) had summoned me. I had debts to pay from buying this manor. I had to complete as many jobs as possible or risk unknown consequences.
Leaving the girls to train, I grabbed Vera, who had been lazing about, and headed to the guild.
* * *
”Hey. Ms. Mel, is that nasty branch chief here? I hope not,” I said.
”He’s here. There are visitors, so stop wasting time and go in,” she replied, waving me off.
I brushed aside her insolence and headed toward the chief’s office. I knocked lightly, entered without waiting for an answer—and there he was.
The visitor was a man I could never forget. The man I’d been chasing for years.
Notes:
• Lena – Female. A young slave girl in her early teens. Her appearance is emaciated with brown skin, long black hair, and grotesque scars across her face, including one that blinds her left eye. She wears a black collar and tattered clothing. Her relationship to the protagonist is that of a rescued victim. She is silent and appears to have endured severe physical and emotional abuse.
• Mel – Female. The receptionist at the Adventurers Guild branch in Verdaine. She is a woman of a certain age with long, messy blonde hair. Her relationship with the protagonist is casual and slightly teasing. She is laid-back but observant.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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