Volume 2 Chapter 17 The Duel at the Gravel Path☆*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
With my grudge match against Regina finally settled, a weight’s off my chest. Not like I was moping or sneaking around before, but now I’m just cruising on cloud nine. It’s late March, prime spring weather-perfect for enjoying life.
This world’s calendar is nothing like back home, but our party treats Yellow Day as sacred downtime. And since we’re spoiled by two-day weekends, we also peace out early on Orange Day. Think half-day Friday vibes. Though I doubt kids today even know what a “half-day” is… unless some retro-obsessed teen does?
The last Orange Day of every month is Ilse’s reward night. No deep reason-just that it’s the night before our day off, so we can cut loose without worrying. Before my stamina skills leveled up, s*x would wreck me for the next day. Had to save energy for my “Private Power Sessions” (ahem, m**urbation) back at the inn, which made it even worse.
For these reward nights, we hit up a legit love hotel. Our regular crash pad doesn’t even have a shower, so getting clean before and after would be a whole ordeal-gotta haul it to the public well. Most inns have magic soundproofing, but when they don’t, I just cast Wind Magic to keep things discreet.
Early on, I’d buy contraceptive potions-you know, “birth control in a bottle”-for Ilse to take. Essential for adventurers with opposite-s*x slaves; you can grab them at any decent item shop. While getting a slave pregnant isn’t illegal, forcing them to haul gear or fight afterward is straight-up abuse. Mandatory abortions? Also a no-go. Female adventurers (and young male slaves) risk pregnancy too, which could bench them from dungeon runs and kill their income. If you can afford it, fine, but most play it safe. Nowadays, I brew the potions myself-no need to buy.
I’m trying to see Regina as often as possible, so when it’s not Ilse’s reward week, I’m at the brothel on Orange Day. I’m probably raising eyebrows by always requesting her, but it’s a necessary expense for my goals. Can’t say I know Regina’s true feelings, but I like to think she enjoys my company. We always have a blast role-playing lovebirds. A nurturing big sister type with god-tier skills? Yeah, I’m smitten.
Since I promised Nora first dibs if we cross paths, I cleared it with Regina first. She gave a begrudging “Can’t say no,” but her body language said she wasn’t mad. Nora’s the brothel’s number two, super popular, so we haven’t overlapped yet.
Regina doesn’t usually work the floor, so me requesting her means other guys catch on to her appeal. I’d rather she snuck in through the back or waited in a private room. I’ll bring it up next time-don’t want some john swooping in just as we’re getting close. Doubt anyone has skills like mine, but better safe than sorry. With a 1/10 goodwill gain rate, competition would be brutal.
Like Regina said, most courtesans-her included-aren’t slaves. Some might be desperate, but it’s usually a choice. Slave brothels are dirt cheap but notorious for terrible service. Slaves are forced into it, so they don’t exactly try hard, and their skills pale compared to pros. The slaves themselves are often problematic cases, returned by previous owners.
If a courtesan can’t cut it at a brothel, their next stop is the mines-high accident rate, short life expectancy. So they’re desperate in their own way, but since it’s not their choice, the service suffers. The cheap prices reflect the crappy facilities too: hard beds, no showers.
I can’t see myself ever going back to that level, but it’s not like I’m judging. Novice adventurers or low-earners still need options. Reminds me of those sketchy “15-minute special” places from my old world.
With our dungeon progress, we’re raking it in steadily. After covering lodging, food, gear upgrades, and adventure expenses, we can still afford weekly brothel visits.
I avoid traps religiously, minimizing dungeon risks. That teleportation trap that got Gale Party? For me, it’s just free money. For them? Deadly.
Treasure chests have been meh lately. Given our progress, I’m due for something good. Everyone’s probably saving for post-party life.
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Today’s Ilse’s reward day. We spent the morning legit dungeon crawling, then dipped early to hit the town.
First stop: the Adventurer’s Guild to report our quest completion. I keep shop talk brief, but I always report to Dietlinde-san to maximize face time. Simple proximity effect.
The party usually splits up at the guild, but if there’s something to discuss, we grab dinner together. Nothing today, so we went our separate ways. Everyone’s got their own lives here.
After a quick bite, I picked up Ilse from Elmer’s shop. She’s a combat-class archer, but she takes her shop work seriously, knowing her reward’s coming. I see her hustling whenever I stop by, so Elmer’s cool with me “borrowing” her.
”You’re late, Daisuke.”
”Am I? Felt on time to me. Elmer, borrowing Ilse now.”
”Of course. Make sure she enjoys her reward.”
Elmer “lends” her, but there’s no money changing hands. I get something out of it too, so I don’t ask for payment. Originally, I couldn’t support Ilse, so Elmer took her in. Sure, she contributes now, but as a newbie, she still needs training.
At the love hotel, we shower first. After a dungeon run, we actually get clean. I go first, then call Ilse in and wash her-part of the reward.
”Mmm, Daisuke washing me feels so good…”
”Glad to hear it.”
I gently wash her hair, earning a pleased purr. Ilse’s a tiger-type beastman, but she doesn’t hate being washed. Cats would freak, but I guess tigers are different?
After her hair, I wash her body, adding some teasing touches for later. She’s filled out since we met-proper meals will do that. Her chest is decent for 16, with more growth likely. I soap her shoulders, arms, and back, then give her chest some attention-gentle squeezes and n**ips play.
”Ah♡ Kuu♡”
She’s sensitive there now, but originally preferred soft touches. The soapy slickness makes her whimper.
Moving lower, I wash her stomach, thighs, calves, and toes. These are lighter erogenous zones, making her twitch. Finally, her rear and tail-the base of her tail is super sensitive, so I’m gentle.
Her pubic hair’s trimmed neatly now-she remembered my preference. The area’s wet from earlier teasing. I wash her intimately, the friction making her squirm.
”Haah♡ Kuu♡”
”Still a lightweight, huh?”
”Shut up♡”
She tries to hold back, but her body’s giving her away. Probably react to anything. Not that I’d do anything rough.
Last is her insides. I sit her on a chair, carefully washing away any soap. This turns into straight-up foreplay, pushing her over the edge.
”Aah♡ I-I can’t hold it♡”
Tough-girl Ilse melts when overwhelmed. Drool, red face-honestly, it’s hot. But I hold back for now.
I shift to proper stimulation, focusing on what she likes. Clit attention sends her over quickly.
”Go ahead, let go.”
”AAAH♡ I’M CUMING♡”
I support her through the climax, then rinse her off. Once she’s steady, I wash out any remaining soap.
Out of the shower, I dry her off and take her to bed. Our usual routine: me behind her, teasing her.
”Hey, your thing-wouldn’t it feel good if I sucked it?”
”Huh? You wanna try?”
”You’re always doing stuff to me. Figure it’s my turn.”
Not sure if it’s gratitude or retaliation, but she’s game. Might as well let her.
”Now, try licking the tip and stroking the shaft with your hand.”
”Got it.”
She licked rhythmically at the head of my c**k with her slightly raspy tongue, her hand gripping the shaft as she moved it up and down.
”Yeah, just like that. Good girl.”
”Mph…”
”Use your free hand to gently massage my balls.”
”Nn…”
Maybe it was because I praised her, but she was surprisingly obedient. She really is a serious girl at heart.
”Once you’ve got the hang of it, try taking it into your mouth.”
”Nn… munch.”
She opened her small mouth as wide as she could and took me in. There was no need to enlarge it like I did for Regina-san; my original size was plenty for her.²
”Once it’s in, try to take it as deep as you can and use your tongue.”
”Nn… ugh, cough, cough!”
She went too deep and started choking. I guess I pushed a beginner a little too hard.
”Sorry about that. You don’t have to overdo it. Just licking the tip feels great on its own.”
”I’m fine. I’ll keep trying… until I get it right.”
Determined, Ilse took me back into her mouth and started licking again. To be honest, the sensation was a bit weak. Her teeth grazed me occasionally, and her technique was repetitive. She was no match for Regina-san or Nora, but that’s to be expected for her first time.
More than anything, I was turned on by the gap of seeing the usually cheeky Ilse working so hard to serve me. That alone made it feel incredible. I’ll keep praising her to help her improve.
”Good girl, Ilse.”
”Nn…”
When I stroked her head, her face softened into a melting, happy expression for a second, but she immediately refocused on the b**job. Since she was being so devoted, I figured I’d blow my first load.
”Ilse, I’m gonna c**m. Stroke me a little harder and faster.”
”Mmph!”
At my request, her hand movements became frantic. Yeah, this’ll do it.
”I’m coming! Take it all!”
”Nn! Gack, cough, cough!”
I erupted inside her mouth, and she ended up choking again. Thanks to that, my entire lap was covered in c**m.
”You did great, Ilse.”
”It would have pissed me off if you were the only one not satisfied.”
That’s her motivation? Well, she definitely gave it her all. I stroked Ilse’s head as she sat there looking a bit proud of herself. While I had Ilse go rinse her mouth, I wiped myself down.
Now it was my turn to serve her. When she returned, I pulled her in from behind and began gently kneading her breasts. They were a bit smaller than Nora’s, but they were incredibly sensitive. Since Ilse is quite petite, she fit perfectly in my arms. She’s filled out a bit recently, so she felt soft and wonderful to hold. I buried my face in the nape of her neck, breathing in that scent unique to young girls. When I licked her neck, it was slightly salty from sweat, but I could taste a lingering sweetness beneath it.
I spent some time enjoying her squishy softness while massaging her breasts. As I lightly scratched her areolas with my nails and pinched her n**ipss, Ilse’s breathing began to hitch.
”Nnh…♡ Haa…♡ Haa…♡”
Ilse is weak in the ears, so I swirled my tongue inside her beast ears³.
”Hauu…♡ Hah…♡ Hah…♡”
I could have made her finish right then, but I decided to switch things up. I laid Ilse on her back, had her hold her own legs up, and moved between them. It was time for some cunnilingus-something we didn’t do during her first time.
Her pubic hair was neatly groomed, looking clean and inviting. Between her still-developing labia, I could see her small v**inal opening and a tiny clitoris. Using my thumbs, I spread her folds and peeled back the hood to expose her clit. When I gave it a wet suck, the sensitive Ilse jerked in response.
I continued the assault, lapping at it, sucking it up into my mouth, and pressing against it with my tongue. Since her clit is a major erogenous zone, her hips began to buck and twitch uncontrollably.
”Haa…♡ It feels so good…♡ Anh…♡ Ah…♡ Ah…♡”
During her initial discipline⁴, she had stubbornly refused to admit she was feeling anything, but since this was a reward⁵, she was being honest with her voice. It made the effort feel worth it. While keeping up the pressure on her clit, I slid a finger inside her and began carefully rubbing her walls. As expected, she was sensitive all over, but when I focused on her favorite spot-the G-spot-she writhed in pure ecstasy.
”Aah…♡ It’s so good…♡ It’s too much…♡ I can’t… I’m gonna c**m!♡”
”Go ahead. Let it all out.”
”Nn-aaaaah!♡”
There was no need to tease her, so I let her finish. Ilse’s body spasmed several times as she came hard. She panted heavily, her eyes losing focus and her mouth hanging half-open, a string of drool escaping her lips. She always ends up like this when she climaxes. Her totally defenseless face made me want to ravage her right then and there, but I held back. I stroked her head for a few minutes until she finally came back to her senses.
”Dammit… I just can’t hold back when you do that…”
”Heh. Ready for more?”
”Of course I am.”
Cheeky as she is, Ilse is s*xually insatiable-she works hard every day just looking forward to this reward. One time, when I made her pass out within the first ten minutes, she actually got mad at me for not doing enough. With that in mind, I had her get on all fours and entered her from behind. It’s one of her favorite positions.
She was already soaking wet. When I lined myself up against her opening and gave a firm shove, she swallowed my c**k with a wet squelch. Her entrance was still tight, barely accommodating my girth. She was a bit shallow, too; about an inch or so of my c**k remained outside. Physically, we were a great match. Her internal grip was fierce, like she was squeezing me with her whole body, and with all that natural lubrication, it felt incredible. I started slow, letting her get used to the feeling. Since it had been a month, I didn’t want to overdo it. Just the slow, grinding friction against her walls was enough to make her moan.
”Haa…♡ It’s inside…♡ Daisuke’s…♡ It feels so good…♡”
”I’ve only just started, you know?”
I gradually picked up the pace, thrusting into her favorite spots-the G-spot and her Portio⁶. Of course, I’d already developed her cervix. She’d been pretty responsive there from the start, though.
”Ah…♡ Right there…♡ Yes…♡ It feels so good…♡ More…♡ Give me more!♡”
She cried out in a sweet, melting voice, showing a level of s*xiness that seemed beyond her years. Then again, her honest enjoyment of the pleasure was perhaps the most age-appropriate thing about her. For a while, I did exactly as she asked-grinding hard against her walls and thumping rhythmically against her cervix.
”Aaaaaah!♡ Stop…♡ I’m gonna…!♡”
”Want to finish like this?”
”From the front…♡ Do me from the front!♡”
”Got it.”
We finish in doggy-style sometimes, but her recent favorite seems to be missionary. Last time ended the same way. I like missionary too, so I had no reason to argue. I pulled out, flipped her over, and slid back inside. Using long, deep strokes, I stimulated both her G-spot and her Portio simultaneously. I kneaded her breasts, rolling her n**ipss between my fingers, and occasionally gave the inside of her beast ears a gentle, teasing poke.
A few sessions back, her melting eyes and half-open mouth looked so cute I couldn’t help but kiss her. I was shocked when she actually kissed me back. This time, I leaned in for a light peck that quickly deepened. Ilse eagerly tangled her tongue with mine. Her small, slightly raspy tongue felt amazing.
”Mmph…♡ Nnn…♡”
With every one of her erogenous zones being stimulated, Ilse was a total puddle. Her p**sy was soaking wet and twitching intermittently, a sign she was riding a wave of mini-climaxes. The big one was close. She wrapped her arms around my back, pulling me close and pressing her lips hard against mine. Seeing her flushed face and glassy eyes up close while we kissed sent my own arousal through the roof. I was hitting my limit, too. I decided to finish with her. I broke the kiss for a second to check in.
”You’re close, right? I’m gonna c**m.”
”Ah…♡ Me too…♡ I’m coming!♡”
Ilse nodded desperately, so I went into the final stretch. I pinched her n**ipss a bit harder and gave her clit a firm squeeze. I pushed a little deeper than before, using quick, short strokes to focus entirely on her cervix. Finally, I lost myself in another deep kiss, feeling every inch of her.
”Nnh…♡ Nnh…♡ ~~~~!!♡”
As she reached a massive climax, Ilse clung to me with everything she had-the classic Daisuki Hold⁷. Her insides bucked and writhed violently, as if trying to wring every last drop of s**men out of me. A few seconds behind her, I pressed myself deep against her cervix and let loose. Emptying myself inside a completely melted Ilse was pure bliss.
”That was great. You satisfied, Ilse?”
”Aheee…♡”
Ilse was far past her limit, twitching while wearing a textbook ahegao⁸. Well, she’s a total lightweight when it comes to pleasure, so I guess this is just how it goes.
Ilse didn’t pass out today, but her breathing was ragged and her eyes were hollow for quite a while. Maybe I should have been a bit rougher? I’ve heard that making someone faint isn’t great for them, so I’d been using Healing Magic on her just in case. I stayed inside her, kissing her until her climax finally subsided. Once her body went limp, I pulled out and lay down beside her. I stroked the head of the still-breathless Ilse, praising her for her hard work.
”Good job today. You really gave it your all. Can you talk yet?”
”Haa…♡ Haa…♡ I-I’m fine…♡”
With that sweet, lingering tone in her voice, she was anything but fine, but there’s no point in arguing with a stubborn show-off like Ilse. She was at least conscious enough to speak.
”What do you think? Want to go again?”
”I’ve had… plenty for today…♡”
”You didn’t pass out this time. Would you have liked it a bit more intense?”
”No…♡ This was… just right…♡”
She was still clearly over the moon. What a stubborn girl. Still, her answers were clear, so it didn’t seem like her mind was hazy. I guess we’re done for the day. Once we both calmed down, we took a shower and cuddled in bed. I’ll be sending her back to the shop tomorrow morning.
”Hey… I never got to ask because I always faint, but… how was it for you, Daisuke?”
”It was great, obviously.”
”Be more specific.”
”Eh? I mean, sure. You’re a perfect fit, you’re nice and tight, and you get plenty wet. Plus, you’re sensitive all over, so it’s a lot of fun for me. The gap between how you usually act and how you are in bed is really cute.”
”I see… so you’re satisfied too.”
”Yeah.”
She didn’t really react to me calling her cute, but she seemed pleased with my answer. Stroking the head of a satisfied-looking Ilse, I drifted off to sleep.
My relationship with Ilse is progressing one step at a time.
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Summary:
Suzuki Taro and Sato engage in a high-stakes duel on a gravel battlefield. Their exchange is watched by their unit and a passing merchant. The tension culminates in a physical clash of blades.
Daisuke provides Ilse with a sxual “reward” for her hard work. They engage in various acts, from oral to penetrative sx, exploring Ilse’s sensitivity and their physical compatibility. The chapter ends with a tender post-coital conversation where they confirm their mutual satisfaction.
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Trivia:
- Suzuki’s use of -kun suggests a specific familiarity or seniority over Sato.
- The merchant’s tobacco habit and dialect indicate he is an outsider to the military unit.
- The setting is specifically a ‘gravel path,’ which affects the sound and footing of the duelists.
- Daisuke has previously used magic to alter his size for Regina-san.
- Ilse has a history of fainting quickly during s*x, which Daisuke manages with Healing Magic.
- Ilse’s Portio (cervix) has been deliberately ‘developed’ or sensitized by Daisuke.
- Daisuke notes a specific ‘gap’ between Ilse’s daily cheeky personality and her submissive bedroom behavior
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Character Insight:
Suzuki shows growth in emotional regulation, remaining steady despite the pressure. Sato shows high aggression and a refusal to be looked down upon.
Ilse shows growth in her s*xual endurance and willingness to please, driven by a competitive desire not to be the only one being overwhelmed. Daisuke shows a more caring side, monitoring her well-being and using magic to prevent her from fainting.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author often uses external observers like the merchant to ground the power levels of the main cast.
The author focuses heavily on the physical ‘compatibility’ of the characters and the use of fantasy elements (magic, beast ears) to enhance the erotic experience.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Regina – Late‑twenties Onee‑san, blue‑purple hair, green eyes, marine‑blue dress with deep slit and thigh‑high socks; voluptuous, large‑breasted, gentle smile. Manages Daydream (BSS), mentors girls like Nora and Rita, respected senior Beastman. Elite courtesan, target of the protagonist’s revenge, part of Daisuke’s circle hoping she’ll retire and follow him.
• Ilse – 16‑year‑old demi‑human bandit, level 5 Archer (Archery Lv3), petite with beast‑ears, large‑breasted yet youthful, soft sensitive skin, cheeky‑stubborn but serious‑hearted. Slave of Elmer, earns sexual “rewards” from Daisuke and faints at climax; meets the protagonist monthly, sharp‑tongued yet diligent, now his lover. In the brothel she’s called a ‘lightweight’ or ‘small fry’ for basic practice.
• Nora – Standing 160 cm tall, she’s a petite beast-man prostitute with long curled grey hair, drooping ears and droopy eyes. Called “Number Two” at Tagtraum and Daydream, she serves Daisuke arm-in-arm, is playful yet serious, fights and sleeps with the protagonist, and lures clients with erotic charm, known for squeezing them dry.
• Dietlinde – Dietlinde‑san, a slender sheep‑type beastman with white curly hair and tiny horns, works as the Adventurer’s Guild receptionist. She moves in rhythmic low‑heel clicks, appears cool yet exhausted, keeps a professional distance, and coolly greets Daisuke, seeing him off. Though she admires cosmetics, she deems them out of reach.
• Elmer – Portly merchant in his 40s, owner of a Royal Capital shop, bears an Intuition Skill and travels often for trade. He takes slaves for labor and serves as Daisuke’s master, granting permission for Ilse’s rewards.
• Sato – An aggressive combatant and rival to Suzuki Taro. Prone to lunging attacks and vocal challenges during combat.
• Taro – A combatant in the unit. Engaged in a duel on a gravel path. Wears boots and carries a blade. Demonstrates steady adrenaline control.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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