Chapter 12 A Night in the Wilds꞉ Adventurers Share Explicit Talk and Hot Soup
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Whew, is that enough, d’you think?”
”Oh yeah, that’s plenty.”
Tania the Divine Bow and Lyca the Fierce Dog finally took a breath, gathering the remaining shells that littered the ground, slick with the gore of the Pororo Snails. Though their figures, covered in blood and viscera, looked like something that would instantly kill any romance, this messy slaughter was just another regular day for them.
”Ugh, these things are surprisingly bulky, aren’t they?” Lyca grumbled.
”They are. We can stack ’em to fit in the bags, but maybe we ought to think this through more next time,” Tania mused.
”Next time? Sis, you plannin’ on taking this request again?” Lyca pressed.
”If the supply runs low, yeah. That shop owner seems keen on giving out these quests constantly, so the material must be important to him.”
”Huh. These shells, you say…?”
Lyca held up a shell that Tania had cleansed with a quick flick of magic, peering at it with a puzzled expression. The Pororo Snail was mostly a worthless monster. They were timid, never attacked people, and Lyca had never heard of their shells being useful for anything.
Their only known use was a rare delicacy, served pickled and thoroughly washed. Long ago, they might’ve been a precious source of protein, but nowadays, no human bothered to eat them. That was just for humans, though; to other monsters, they were a feast. Tania burned the remaining carcasses to keep any other curious creatures from getting too close.
”Alright, that’s done. Let’s head back, Lyca.”
”Aye-aye, Captain! The adventure ain’t over ’til we’re back home, right, Sis?” Lyca chirped.
”That’s right. Let’s stay alert on the way back, too.”
Stuffing the shells into their massive sacks, the two hoisted the weight onto their backs and retraced their steps. “The adventure ain’t over ’til you’re home” was a mantra Tania always insisted her junior adventurers learn. Veterans knew well that the moment of highest danger was when the objective was met and all that was left was the journey back.
It was inevitable, then, that they chose to stop and camp for the night. The Pororo Snail shells turned out to be far larger than expected, and they realized they wouldn’t make it to the royal capital before sunset.
”Camping, camping~♪ Campin’ with my Sis, yay~♪” Lyca’s bushy tail wagged intensely as she got the site ready. She built the fire, set the pot to boil water, and dumped in their preserved rations. Usually, it was just dried meat and some spices, but with Tania along, they could add the edible wild herbs her keen Elven eyes had spotted.
”You always look like you’re having so much fun, Lyca,” Tania murmured.
”Well, sure! It’s all thanks to your teaching, Sis!” Lyca declared.
”…Did I teach you something?” Tania asked, bemused.
”What?! That’s so mean! I was seriously touched by it! It was that one thing, y’know? That an adventurer has gotta enjoy the adventure, no matter what!”
”Ah, that talk…”
That was one of Tania’s core maxims: if you intended to make a long career of adventuring, you had to enjoy the journey. Adventuring was a solid path for those without connections or backing. Yet, when their goal shifted to simple comfort or luxury, the higher-ranked adventurers, once they had enough money, would often give up the path and return to a regular life. They’d trade the constant danger and hardships for the safe, steady life of a town/street.
Of course, there was nothing wrong with seeking a normal life. But the truth was, many who made a name for themselves in adventuring were people who could only truly live within the adventure. They would eventually return to the road, only to find themselves disillusioned, lacking the passion they once had. Tania had seen many such souls.
Thinking about it, she realized she herself had been dangerously close to that fate, utterly obsessed with adult magic tools, adventuring only for the sake of buying the next one. She glanced at Lyca, who was smiling as she stirred the pot, and offered a silent thanks in her heart.
”Okay, it’s ready! Let’s eat, fast!” Lyca announced.
”Yes, thank you.”
Tania served herself a bowl and sipped the soup. The spicy kick of the seasonings mingled with the deep, rich flavor that had seeped from the ingredients. The dried meat, tender after long simmering, fell apart easily, and the fresh wild herbs offered a crisp, pleasantly bitter contrast. It was a good meal, indeed.
Moonlight spilled through the gaps in the branches, hitting the ground where the forest began to thin out. The bonfire CRACKLED, keeping its warmth and light. Facing her was her dependable partner, whose tail swayed gently. This, truly, was the adventure Tania loved.
After a period of quiet enjoyment, Lyca, who seemed to have scarfed down her own bowl in a hurry, began to fidget. Camp was set up, but it was still too early to sleep. She clearly wanted to chat.
”What’s on your mind?” Tania asked.
”Well… I was just wondering. So, how was the Drill D**do-Buddy?”
Huuugh!! Tania nearly choked, fighting to keep the mouthful of soup from spraying everywhere. What a devastating topic to drop into their cozy, peaceful evening!
”Y-You absolute idiot!” Tania sputtered.
”S-Sorry! But I couldn’t help but wonder! I don’t earn as much as you, Sis, so I haven’t tried the Drill D**do-Buddy yet… and it was the Clitoris Service Edition, wasn’t it?! I mean, how could I not be curious?” Lyca gushed.
Lyca, who had been so intent on bringing Tania back to a normal life, had completely forgotten about it. That was partly because Tania had been acting like her usual self on the trip, but mostly because of Lyca’s natural optimism.
Besides, this sort of talk had become the standard, latest craze among the young female adventurers she spent time with. For adventurers, who couldn’t own many personal belongings, the choice of a nightly companion was a surprisingly important matter. They would share notes and boast about the pleasure their dildos gave them, using them to sustain their nightly lives. So Lyca, in that familiar, shared spirit, shuffled closer to Tania, whispering.
”H-Hey, stop it!” Tania hissed.
”Come on, think of it as helping a friend out! Tell me, how satisfied were you, really? I bought the Bumpy Ddo-Buddy, but I ended up going back to the regular Ddo-Buddy. I guess I’m just lookin’ for a new kind of excitement, y’know?”
Tania shook off Lyca’s attempt to link arms and drained the rest of her soup. The tips of her pointed ears were faintly red, and it certainly wasn’t from too much spice. When Tania placed her empty bowl aside, Lyca leaned in even closer.
”…W-Well, I am satisfied, yes.” Tania mumbled.
”Ooh…! S-So? How is it different from a regular D**do-Buddy?!” Lyca pressed, her tail doing a slow, excited flutter.
”Um… it’s like how the D**do-Buddy has a glans, right…? It’s like… that part just never stops,” Tania confessed.
”Ooh…! Ooh, wow…!” Lyca breathed out, mesmerized.
Tania had let that slip partly because she was overpowered by Lyca’s enthusiasm (six parts), partly because the intimate atmosphere of the camp was perfect for sharing secrets (three parts), and partly because, deep down, she wanted to brag about her beloved Drill D**do-Buddy (one part).
”And what about the Clitoris Service Edition?!” Lyca asked, wide-eyed.
”That, um… it’s simply wonderful. I honestly think it should be included on all D**do-Buddies. It’s the stroke of a genius, truly,” Tania gushed, her initial embarrassment fading into enthusiastic praise.
She was having fun now, and the words flowed easily. Yes, the device was magnificent. The level of satisfaction with it was wildly different from without. Though the aim could be difficult to lock down when moving too much, that just meant the stimulation was more delightfully irregular.
For a long while after that, the two traded explicit stories. As payment for Tania’s details, Lyca talked about the Bumpy D**do-Buddy, and the conversation moved on to other specialized dildos, aphrodisiacs, and lotions. Finally, they came back to the topic of the shop itself.
”Man, that shop’s inventory is amazing, isn’t it?” Lyca sighed happily.
”It is. That owner, Kento, his personality is utter trash, but he’s undoubtedly skilled as a magic tool maker.”
”Oh? So even you think so, Sis?”
Lyca couldn’t use magic. Making magic tools, which was an application of magic, was even more difficult for her to grasp. She had only a vague understanding that he was making convenient things using some incomprehensible method.
But Tania was different. She was a capable magic user herself, an Elf knowledgeable about various magic tools passed down through the ages. There was even a legend that the Elves were the ones who had first taught magic to humans.
In fact, Tania had taken on several apprentices over the years, and for an Elf living in human settlements, teaching magic was an essential means of earning a living.
”…Yes. At my level, I can barely understand most of the things he’s making. Even his aphrodisiacs are fundamentally different from existing ones; his materials and methods are completely original,” Tania stated, impressed.
”No way. It’s that advanced?”
”Yes. Even the materials used to make the D**do-Buddy are unknown. Considering the price, I wouldn’t think he’s using expensive ingredients or complicated methods, but…”
”Whoa…”
”The most abnormal thing is his sheer ingenuity—that he thought to use such materials for that purpose. He could use them to make prosthetics, help so many people, and gain great fame.”
”True, they do feel incredibly realistic,” Lyca acknowledged.
Kento was, in reality, just using materials he could source cheaply because he couldn’t afford the expensive ingredients for existing aphrodisiacs, but Tania’s high estimation of him was clear. Her position as an independent, freelance magic user greatly influenced her perspective.
Indeed, Kento’s obsession with making adult magic tools was fierce. While he was more relaxed now that he had some financial stability, during the development of the D**do-Buddy, he worked day and night, forgetting to eat or sleep. His slave had half-regretted being bought by such an intense man.
This passion was fueled by the anxiety of having no fallback if he failed, but also by his deep admiration for the idea of making a living through magic, which didn’t exist in his previous world. All these factors combined to establish the ‘Harvest’ Magic Tool Shop.
”I wonder what kind of new product that shop owner is making now…” Lyca wondered aloud.
”Who knows? I didn’t ask if it was an aphrodisiac, a lotion, or another kind of new D**do-Buddy. Maybe it’s something entirely new that we can’t even imagine.”
The conversation naturally wound down to this question. They both eyed the sacks containing the Pororo Snail shells and unconsciously swallowed. Their nipples were slightly erect, and the humidity between their legs increased. The current adult magic tools were already making their nightly lives incredibly fulfilling. Imagining a pleasure that surpassed that made them both want to fly straight back to the capital.
But they had just talked about “enjoying the adventure.” They couldn’t let thoughts of luxury in the town/street distract them. Dreaming about what they would do after the quest, the what ifs and what thens, was part of the fun of adventuring.
There was still time before they had to fall asleep while taking turns on watch. The two adventurers stayed up late, letting their lewd conversation bloom once again.
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Summary:
Following a successful, messy hunt for Pororo Snail shells, veteran Elf Tania and her energetic Beastkin partner Lyca set up camp for the night. As they share a warming pot of soup, Lyca immediately steers their intimate conversation toward the hot new item in the capital: the Drill D**do-Buddy and its special Clitoris Service Edition accessory. The friendly, explicit talk deepens their bond as they trade secrets and marvel at the enigmatic genius of the magic shop owner, Kento, who is rumored to be developing an even more revolutionary adult magic tool.
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Character Insight:
Tania’s personal struggle is revealed: a high-level adventurer who fell into the trap of using her dangerous career merely to fund her secret, embarrassing obsession with adult magic tools. Her renewed commitment to ‘enjoy the adventure’ thanks to Lyca is immediately challenged by Lyca’s open curiosity about the very things Tania is ashamed of, highlighting the humorous conflict between the professional adventurer and the secret enthusiast within Tania.
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Behind the Scene:
The chapter’s main action shifts from a fantasy monster hunt to a cozy, intimate scene of two adventurers discussing sex toys, which is a major theme of the story. The narrative establishes the strong, sisterly bond between Tania and Lyca and sets up future plot points by emphasizing the incredible, almost mysterious skill of the shop owner, Kento, and teasing a powerful ‘new product’ that will drive their next actions.
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T/L:
1 [town/street: This is used in the original to mean ‘civilized area’ or ‘city life’ in general, contrasting with the wilderness.] ↩
2 [D**do-Buddy: The term D**do-Buddy is used in the original work to refer to d**do-type adult magic tools.] ↩
3 [town/street: See Note 1.] ↩
Notes:
• Tania – An Elf adventurer who, despite her race’s reputation for low sex drive, is secretly quite passionate. She initially seemed ‘wasted’ (emotionally dry) to her friend Raika, but was easily introduced to the pleasure-items sold at ‘Harvest.’ She is easily embarrassed and attempts to maintain a dignified facade, despite her recent, frequent purchases. She wears practical but light armor over a simple cloth tunic and short pants, highlighting her grace and agility. Her primary relationship is one of friendly senior-junior with Raika.
• Kento – The owner of the magic tool shop ‘Harvest,’ which discretely sells adult goods. He’s a former overworked, ordinary salaryman from modern Japan who was suddenly transported (isekai’d) to this fantasy world. He has dark hair and an unremarkable appearance, typically wearing a plain, slightly suspicious-looking shop owner’s clothes looks like Kazuma Satou from certain series. He has a minimal amount of magic power, enough to craft his specialty items.
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