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Volume 8 Chapter 3 The Lovers’ Requests (Juliet and Meta)


Edited by: Kanaa-senpai


 I carried Sylvie back to the living room and swapped places with Juliet.


 ”Daisuke-san, I’m in your hands, okay?” Juliet said.


 ”I know. It’s your turn now, Juliet,” I replied.


 ”That’s right.”


 Juliet trotted over and immediately clung tightly to my arm. Perhaps she was following Ines’s lead, because she held it right against her cleavage. I felt the blissful sensation of her soft, bouncy skin pushing back against me—a truly heavenly contact.


 ”…As I thought, Daisuke, you really do love breasts,” Juliet said.


 ”Uh… well, yeah.”


 (Dammit, it was a trap!)


 Unable to withstand Juliet’s judgmental, half-lidded stare, I looked away. To think I’d fall for such a predictable, yet unavoidable snare.


 ”…I’m not really mad,” Juliet said. “I already knew you were a pervert.”


 ”I’m not that much of a pervert…” I muttered.


 ”What was that?”


 ”I’m sorry.”


 ”Good. I like the honesty,” Juliet replied.


 (Ugh, I lost!) I usually lose to Juliet in our daily banter, but I’m the undisputed victor once we’re in bed. Besides, the moment we’re truly alone, she always lets her sweet side show. Lost in our little game, we eventually reached the room and sat down.


 Juliet stared at me in silence. We were supposed to be sitting across the table from each other, but she silently dragged her chair over until it was pressed right against mine.


 ”…What?” I asked.


 ”Nothing. I just… wanted to be close,” Juliet whispered.


 ”Well, it makes me happy.”


 ”Hmph.”


 Juliet turned her head away, but she kept her body tucked firmly against me. When I pulled her into an embrace, her tail began thumping against the chair in rhythmic delight. Even her cat ears were twitching with a “Yay! I’m so happy!” kind of energy.


 ”I’d love it if you acted this spoiled even when we aren’t alone,” I said.


 ”That’s… well, I’ll think about it. Mnh…” Juliet replied.


 I gave her a light kiss as she finally turned toward me, and then we got down to business.


 ”Have you decided on your ‘request’ yet, Juliet?”


 ”…I couldn’t decide,” Juliet answered, her cat ears drooping slightly. She was usually so affectionate that I figured she’d have at least one thing she wanted.


 ”There are (so many things) I want to do with you, Daisuke, but asking for a ‘special’ favor is hard. I was a little (lonely) while you were away on the request, but you came back to us, and we can still have moments like this. (We go on dates, too,) so I really don’t have anything else to wish for.”


 ”So that’s how it is?” I asked.


 She mumbled parts of it so quietly I could barely hear her, but I followed the gist.


 Sylvie had wanted a full-day date, but it seemed Juliet didn’t crave that much.


 Like a whimsical cat, maybe she just valued having her own time.


 I wondered if the idea of children—which Ines had brought up—was on her mind yet.


 Given that childbirth happens at a relatively young age in this world, it had to be somewhere in the back of her head.


 Or perhaps this was just her way of saying she wanted more time for just the two of us.


 (Probably.)


 ”If you just keep doing what you’ve been doing, that’s enough for me,” Juliet said.


 ”Hmm, I get that, but it doesn’t feel like it balances out with the other girls’ requests…”


 ”Then let’s just put it on hold¹. That’s fine, right?” Juliet asked.


 ”Roger. Let’s do that.”


 Juliet looked so adorable staring at me with those beautiful eyes that I found myself drawn in for a kiss.


 ”…Geez, you’re so sudden,” Juliet whispered.


 ”Is it no good?”


 ”…It’s not ‘no good.’”


 ”Then, one more time…”


 ”…Mnh…”


 Sitting side-by-side, we exchanged kiss after kiss, our bodies naturally shifting until we were embracing face-to-face. What started as light grazes escalated into a deep, heavy kiss as our tongues entangled.


 ”Haa… ♡ Do you plan on… doing it right here?” Juliet asked.


 ”If you want to, Juliet.”


 ”…I’ll pass for now. Ines and Sylvie didn’t go that far, did they?” Juliet said.


 ”I guess not.”


 I hadn’t been with the other two long enough for us to have finished, and she seemed to know that. It was a shame, but it wouldn’t feel right to only do it with Juliet. (Even if she seemed okay with taking turns.)


 ”Well, shall we head back?” I asked.


 ”Wait, Daisuke…”


 As I stood up to return to the living room, she called out to stop me. I turned around, and Juliet threw her arms around me.


 ”I’m just really glad you made it back safely,” Juliet said.


 ”I’m glad I made it back, too.”


 ”It sounds like there was some kind of trouble, though.”


 ”No, it was nothing big, really.”


 ”…Now I’m curious. You’re going to have to tell me exactly what happened later,” Juliet said.


 (Ah, she definitely sensed something was off.) My attempt to play it cool had been seen through instantly. I didn’t want to talk about it, but she wasn’t going to let me escape.


 ”I was a little (scared) that you might go somewhere far away, Daisuke.”


 ”I’d never leave everyone behind—especially not you, Juliet.”


 ”I know, but…”


 ”Should we make another ‘Vow’²?” I asked.


 ”Stop that.”


 ”Sorry, sorry.”


 ”Do you really understand?” Juliet asked.


 ”Of course. Is a ‘Vow Kiss’ okay, then?”


 ”Well… if it’s just that…” Juliet murmured.


 ”Then close your eyes… I’m not going anywhere. I’ll never leave you, Juliet.”


 ”…Mnh.”


 It seemed she’d forgive me any number of times as long as it was a Vow Kiss.


* * *


 When we returned to the living room, the three girls were chatting happily together.


 ”Alright, Juliet, I’ll see you later. Meta, come with me,” I said.


 ”Mnh… ♡ Understood,” Juliet replied.


 ”Yes,” Meta said.


 I shared a quick kiss with Juliet and swapped places with Meta.


 ”Shall we go?”


 ”Yes… ♡” Meta replied.


 Just like Ines and Juliet, Meta clung to my arm as we headed toward the bedroom. Her Priestess vestments made it hard to discern the curve of her chest, but I knew the truth.


 I knew her breasts were large, soft, and absolutely wonderful. Her entire body had a fluffy softness to it, though as an active Adventurer, she possessed a solid core of muscle beneath. Once we were in the room, I faced Meta directly.


 ”Looking forward to working with you again, Meta,” I said.


 ”Likewise, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Meta replied.


 Meta gave a polite bow and a gentle smile; she radiated the refined beauty of a mature woman. While she didn’t seem like the type to care much about others’ opinions, she usually maintained a reserved, modest demeanor.


 ”Meta also want a hug?” I asked.


 ”Yes, please… ♡” Meta replied.


 But peel back that outer layer, and the eroticism she kept hidden inside came flooding out. In bed, she was a match even for Sylvie. Her ex-husband had divorced her without ever tasting this side of her—what an absolute waste. Hugging Meta felt incredible; she was softer than any of my other lovers. Not just her chest, but her hips and thighs were delightfully plump and plush.


 ”Haaa… ♡ Daisuke-sama is so passionate… it’s wonderful! ♡”


 ”Meta is wonderful too.”


 Meta is slightly shorter than me, so when we hugged, I ended up right by her ear. I nipped at the ear she usually kept hidden beneath her wimple³.


 ”Ah… ♡ You mustn mustn’t, Daisuke-sama! Everyone is waiting for us! ♡” Meta said.


 Even as she said “you mustn’t,” Meta looked incredibly happy. This was getting dangerous—her erotic body pressing against me, her hot breath, her shimmering eyes… I was actually starting to get an erection.


 ”Unfortunately, let’s stop (for now) here,” I said.


 ”You’re right. We can… (later), then. ♡” Meta replied.


 I couldn’t keep the others waiting forever, so I managed to pull away.


 ”Oh my… ♡ So Juliet is quite the spoiled child when you’re alone, isn’t she? ♪” Meta teased.


 ”Ah.”


 Since the chairs were still side-by-side from when Juliet was here, Meta had realized exactly what we’d been up to. (Well, no point hiding it.)


 ”Don’t tease her too much, okay?” I said.


 ”Hehe, I understand. May I sit here as well?” Meta asked.


 ”Of course.”


 Meta also wanted to sit side-by-side. I welcomed it—I wasn’t about to turn down the chance to feel her plump body against mine. I pulled her close by the waist as we began to talk.


 ”Meta is now a lover, too. Is there anything you want me to do for you? Do you have a request?”


 ”Mnh… ♡ Since it hasn’t been long since you took me as your lover, nothing specific comes to mind… but if I had to choose, perhaps the date we mentioned earlier?” Meta asked.


 As we talked, it turned out Meta had never once been on a date with her ex-husband. (Are you kidding me?) I knew the guy was a loser, but not even a single date?


 ”My married life with that man was nothing but agony, but I suppose I can value it for one thing: it was the catalyst that allowed me to understand your greatness, Daisuke-sama,” Meta said.


 ”Hahaha…”


 (Harsh!) If I ever lose her favor, will she talk about me like that? That’s a terrifying thought. Well, whatever. As long as we stay on good terms, it’s not an issue. I’ll just have to work hard.


 ”I suppose I should make an ‘Oath’ to you too, Meta,” I said.


 ”An Oath?” Meta asked.


 Meta looked puzzled; it seemed she hadn’t heard about the Oaths I’d made to Ines and the others yet.


 ”I ‘Oath’ to the Gods that until your heart truly leaves me, Meta, I will never betray you, I will never run away, and I will always protect you.”


 ”Eh!? Wh-Really? A Sacred Oath!?” Meta cried.


 She’d been smiling until the word “Oath” came out, but then her eyes went wide and she started to panic.


 ”Calm down. I’ve done it for the others, too. It’s my way of showing my resolve. It’s more reliable than just a verbal promise, right?”


 ”That may be true… but it’s not something to be done lightly… we aren’t even at the stage of marriage yet… If you break an Oath, the consequences are terrible, you know?” Meta said.


 Meta asked with a (worried) expression. Having actually suffered through a bad marriage, she knew the weight of such commitments better than anyone.


 ”You don’t need to (worry). I don’t know what your ex-husband was like, but I will keep my Vow,” I said.


 ”Haaa… Daisuke-sama… ♡ I am so happy… this is more of an honor than I deserve! ♡”


 With hearts practically visible in her eyes, Meta clung to me and pressed her lips to mine in a wet, heavy kiss that immediately melted into a deep, desperate exchange. I responded in kind, tasting her mouth while my hands roamed over her breasts, her hips, and her thighs. I don’t have a sharp sense of smell, but I felt like Meta’s scent was growing more intense. We were basically at the stage of foreplay now.


 Come to think of it, if Meta was worried about the weight of an Oath, her ex-husband probably received some serious Divine Punishment. (Not that I care.)


 If we kept this up, we were definitely going to end up having s*x, so I forced myself to pull away.


 ”Meta, wait just a little longer, okay?” I said.


 ”Yes, I will welcome you at any time! ♡” Meta replied.


 Meta, appearing completely feverish, didn’t seem to mind being made to wait. She looked like she would do absolutely anything I told her to, which was a little dangerous. (I’m human; I make mistakes. Quite a few of them, actually. Even if my level goes up and my abilities improve, it doesn’t mean I’ll become some perfect, all-knowing god.)


 Since we hadn’t talked about how to handle Liese and the other slave girls, I decided to bring it up.


 ”About Liese and the others—I don’t really treat them as ‘slaves.’ The circumstances of how they joined us are different for each of them, but they’re all precious to me, like family,” I explained.


 ”I see. I certainly suspected your attitude toward them wasn’t that of a typical master, so that’s what it was. As expected of you, Daisuke-sama, you are so incredibly broad-minded! ♡” Meta said.


 ”It’s not that big of a deal. Anyway, because of that, I let the three of them—especially Camilla and Ilse—do as they please. I’d appreciate it if you could accept that,” I said.


 ”Of course, I don’t mind at all. I must strive to follow your example, Daisuke-sama! ♡” Meta replied.


 ”Thank you.”


 I felt like the conversation had taken a slightly strange turn, but as long as she intended to treat Liese and the others well, I didn’t have any complaints.


 —


 Summary:


 Daisuke spends quality time with Juliet and Meta after his quest. Juliet struggles to ask for a specific favor, eventually putting it on hold while reaffirming her bond with Daisuke through a ‘Vow Kiss.’ Meta expresses deep gratitude for Daisuke’s affection, comparing it to her miserable past marriage, and is overwhelmed when he makes a formal ‘Oath’ to protect her.


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 Trivia:


 - Juliet usually hides her ‘sweet’ side in front of others.

 - Meta’s ex-husband never took her on a single date.

 - Oaths to the Gods are considered extremely serious and legally/magically binding in this world.

 - Daisuke considers his slave girls as family rather than property.

 - Meta wears a wimple, a traditional religious head covering


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 Character Insight:


 Juliet shows emotional growth by being honest about her fear of Daisuke leaving. Meta’s motive is rooted in recovering from the trauma of her previous marriage, seeing Daisuke as her savior.


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 Lore And Worldbuilding Context:


 The author notes that Juliet’s ‘put on hold’ request is a plot device that will be resolved much later in the story.


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 Glossary:


1 Juliet’s decision to delay her request is noted by the author as a long-term plot point.

2 A ‘Vow’ (Chikai) in this context is a personal, intimate promise between lovers.

3 A wimple is a cloth covering for the head and neck, historically worn by medieval women and still part of some religious habits.

4 An ‘Oath’ (Seishi) is a formal, ritualistic commitment often witnessed by deities.
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Notes:


• Juliet – 150 cm cat‑kin beastwoman with blue bob hair, expressive ears, puff‑tail, large chest, hot‑pants, crop‑top and short jacket. Sharp‑intuitive tsundere of the Gale Party, twin‑winds instructor who dual‑wields a two‑handed sword and bears the Idaten skill. She teases Daisuke, criticizes his broken combat, relies on him, and is the only one who soothes her loneliness. Modest yet yields to the group’s momentum.

• Sylvie – Elf, 140 cm, petite loli‑like with pointed ears, long wavy blonde hair and a fairy‑like smile. Usually in a white blouse and embroidered yellow forest‑scented skirt; for dates she wears a gothic‑lolita dress with lace‑up boots. Top‑ranked Gale adventurer, Daisuke’s spirit‑magic teacher, scout and trap‑expert who drinks MP potions. Motherly, observant, household mediator, older‑sister to girls like Camilla, playful, ears twitch with mood, crush on Daisuke, recently left her village. Bubbly lover of Daisuke who enjoys physical intimacy and woody scents.

• Daisuke – Mid‑40s Japanese B‑Rank adventurer with a youthful face (Green God’s blessing), modest armor, one‑handed sword & buckler. Leads the Gale Party, runs a harem of lovers and slaves, mentors Rin & Cassandra, pursues Regina & Dietlinde, dates Ines, and treats all with strategic, gamified empathy. Recently returned from a Knights’ Order quest, fulfilling each lover’s wishes while protecting them.

• Ines – 170 cm tall, long emerald‑green hair, blue eyes, statuesque erotic silhouette in college‑style heavy armor, large‑chested, dignified, floral‑perfumed, goddess‑like smile. Level 21+ D‑Rank swordsman leading the Gale Party, lover of Daisuke, core household member who harmonizes the group, shy yet logical, deeply affectionate, recently yearning for a child.

• Meta – Mature, curvy priestess with long blonde hair and a soft, pillowy figure, she glows with a pink aura of gratitude toward Daisuke, her lover and fellow adventurer. Once a high‑ranking dukedom lady and former abusive wife, she now serves in the Gale Party, fiercely loyal yet held hostage by Moritz, acting cute and devoted, planning to move into Daisuke’s house upon returning to the Capital.

• Liese – Standing 170 cm, she has grey‑blue hair, thick horns and grey scales on neck and limbs. A Grey Dragonewt spearman, daughter of a Red Dragonewt father and Blue Dragonewt mother, serves Daisuke as disciplined vanguard and first slave. Polite, hardworking, she guides the other girls, tail thumps to betray emotions, yet she keeps a composed exterior, happy to see Daisuke return.

• Camilla – 14‑year‑old fox‑beastkin, ~140 cm, thin, fluffy tail that thumps when excited, stiffens and ears twitch when nervous; simple accessories, slave‑marked ear. Shy with strangers, deeply attached to Daisuke as a father figure, craves his scent and head‑pats, seeks approval, socially anxious yet easily pleased, helps with chores, favored by Rin, rescued from a duel with Gerta, and fears abandonment.

• Ilse – Seventeen‑year‑old tiger‑type beastman archer with pointed ears, a thick tail and a petite, boyish frame. Once a merchant‑guild worker turned bandit, now Daisuke’s loyal companion after being rescued. A beast‑kin slave with Mind skill, he treats Daisuke like a guy‑friend, has Faint Resistance, teases him, demands “aahn” feeding, flirts for rewards, and blends sharp common sense with perverted humor and unwavering loyalty.


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