Volume 8 Chapter 10 The Perks of Leveling Up*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
When I got home, the Gale Party was holding a debriefing for their latest dungeon crawl.
It was their first time out together, but apparently, their teamwork was seamless.
Meta was a seasoned veteran, so she probably had no trouble keeping pace with the two high-mobility vanguards.
The three of them were ecstatic to finally be fighting safely, and Meta looked genuinely satisfied with the results.
Today was Ilse’s reward day.
Since the day I’d taken her in, this past month had been an absolute whirlwind.
For some reason, it felt like it had been over six months.
Ines-san¹—whom I’d spent an entire night with right before the mission—along with Sylvie-san and Juliet-san, had all gracefully yielded their turn to Ilse.
It seemed they’d worked it out beforehand.
It wasn’t exactly a fair trade, though; their “goodnight” greetings involved passionate hugs and deep, lingering kisses.
Juliet was a bit shy about it, but from my perspective, she had been surprisingly proactive in her response.
”Daisuke, your lovers have some… intense quirks, don’t they?” Ilse asked.
”You think so?” I replied.
We were heading toward the bath when Ilse made that odd observation.
I didn’t see it that way.
They were all good girls, weren’t they?
”Meta-san and Camilla obey your every word,” Ilse continued. “Juliet-san acts all prickly, but anyone can see she’s head over heels. Sylvie-san has a level of curiosity that’s definitely not very elven. Ines-san is the most sensible of the bunch, but she’s a total pushover the second you ask for something. But man, Ines-san’s chest is incredible. I’m almost jealous of that kind of size.”
”Well, Ines is certainly well-endowed,” I admitted, “but I think your breasts are great, Ilse. They’re firm and sensitive. Besides, wouldn’t a huge chest get in the way when you’re drawing your bow?”
”…Fair point. I guess I’m fine with the size I’ve got.”
She didn’t seem particularly attached to the idea and retracted the comment immediately.
Still… a busty Ilse? That was an intriguing thought.
”I’ve heard they get bigger if you massage them often,” I teased. “Want to test the theory?”
”Hmm, I don’t really care about the size,” she said, “but if you’re going to make me feel good, then have at it.”
”With pleasure,” I replied.
For Ilse, pleasure was always the priority.
What a little lecher.
I’d make sure to give her a thorough “massage.”
* * *
In the bathroom, I gave myself a quick rinse before calling Ilse over to wash her.
She seemed to love this part; she was in a fantastic mood the whole time I scrubbed her down.
”It’s been a while since you washed me like this, Daisuke,” she hummed.
”I suppose it has,” I said.
I gently soaped her tiger ears, rinsing the foam away before letting my hands wander over her body.
Reaching around from behind, I enjoyed the feel of her supple breasts.
Perhaps because of her youth, they had a wonderful, resilient elasticity to them.
”Ngh… ♡ I don’t mind, but are we starting in here?” Ilse asked.
”No, I’m just enjoying the view,” I replied. “The main event is for the bed.”
”Oh… mnn… ♡”
When she turned to look at me, her eyes were already starting to glaze over with heat.
Usually, Ilse was energetic and cheeky, but she was so sensitive that teasing her was half the fun.
With my hands slick and soapy, I stroked her up and down, rhythmically flicking her n**ples until they were hard as pebbles.
”Uah! N-no, not that… ♡ It’s too much… ♡” she cried out.
”You say that… but your body says you’re loving it,” I teased.
Ilse let out a sharp gasp, her body jolting as she began to writhe.
She was so oversensitive that even this light caressing had her on the verge of total collapse.
”Wait, hold on… ♡ There’s something… I want to do first… ♡” she panted.
”Hm? Well, alright,” I said.
I was about to let her climax right then and there, but she seemed to have a request.
She’d given me a b**job before, so I figured it was something in that vein.
”Phew… ♡ Ngh… ♡ Okay, I’m good,” she said, catching her breath.
”Daisuke, let’s do an intimate shave²!”
”Huh?”
Wait, what!? Where did she even learn about that?
”Ahahaha! Daisuke, that blank look on your face is priceless!” Ilse laughed.
”……”
I didn’t have to think hard to find the culprits: Sylvie and Meta-san.
Especially Meta-san—she’d gleefully spread word of anything she thought I’d enjoy.
”Alright, fine. Sit here,” I told her.
”I mean, you were the one who said ‘downstairs hair needs proper maintenance’ from the start,” Ilse teased. “You pervert.”
Damn, I forgot I’d said that way back when.
As I stepped between her legs while she sat on the stool, we shared a moment of nostalgia.
”Are you sure you want to keep talking trash?” I asked.
”? Why not?”
”Because if I get too excited, I’m going to be very rough with you tonight,” I warned. “I hope you’re ready to endure it.”
”Ah! Wait—no, that might be asking a bit much… nfu… ♡”
She’d been acting all tough, but the realization of what she’d sparked made her eyes wander.
She must have imagined being handled roughly and coming over and over, because she let out a shiver and a very lewd sigh.
Since she was so into it, I decided to fully commit to the play.
I took the foam in my hands and slathered it from her lower belly down to her secret flower.
As I shaved away the hair on the mons pubis, her smooth, youthful skin was revealed.
It was so firm and inviting that I couldn’t help but lean in and press a kiss to her skin.
”Ngh… ♡ What are you doing?” she asked.
”Just admiring the texture,” I replied. “I can see that… well, whatever.”
I ignored her commentary and focused on the task.
She’d been trying to maintain it herself lately, but she was a bit clumsy, so she’d missed a few spots.
I made sure to be thorough.
As the razor made a crisp rasping sound against her skin, Ilse started to moan, even though it was only a light sensation.
The heat from the earlier bath-play was surging back with a vengeance.
”Haa… ♡ Haa… ♡ Not done yet?” she panted.
”Not even close. You’re the one who asked for this, so sit still,” I told her.
”…Well, you look like you’re having fun, so I guess I’ll allow it,” she replied.
I wasn’t about to deny it.
Making her skin perfectly smooth was satisfying, and the end result—the way it looked and felt—was peak eroticism.
Finally, I moved the blade to shave the area from her perineum to around her anus.
Ilse claimed I was the only one enjoying it, but being stimulated in places that are usually left untouched clearly had her frustrated and needy.
Her hips were twitching unconsciously.
I noticed that while she’d been embarrassed by the tiger-stripe bikini before, she had zero shame right now, despite the vulnerability of the position.
Her sense of modesty was a total mystery to me.
”There. All finished. Feel better?” I asked.
”Mnn… ♡ Finally… ♡ It definitely feels cleaner, but I’m about to lose my mind here… ♡” she moaned.
”Want me to let you go once?”
”Please… ♡”
Driven wild by the teasing, low-level stimulation, Ilse was clearly in full-blown heat³.
I smirked—she was enjoying this just as much as I was.
If she wanted to sink into this world of play with me, she was more than welcome.
Staring at her perfectly smooth, exposed flower, I began to knead her clitoris with the pad of my thumb.
At the same time, I slid a finger into her dripping-wet entrance, making a messy, squelching sound as I rubbed against the inner walls.
For Ilse, this was already more than enough.
”Kuh! Here it comes! That… right there… yes… ♡ Ah… ♡ Ah… ♡ Ah… ♡ Aaah! I’m c**ming!”
Ilse turned a deep shade of crimson, her whole body spasming as she hit a quick, intense peak.
Her face was completely melted, radiating a sexiness that defied her years.
She even let out a small squirt of fluid, her mouth hanging half-open as she went limp.
”You never change, Ilse,” I noted.
”Haa… ♡ Haa… ♡ Is that… a problem? ♡” she panted.
”Not at all. Your reactions make it way too much fun,” I replied.
”Good… ♡”
She looked a bit miffed at first, but when I praised her, she gave me a soft smile.
Her usual grins give me energy, but this smile was different—it was full of satisfaction, security, and pure trust.
God, she really was cute.
* * *
After a bit of a soak in the tub, Ilse started getting impatient, so we dried off and headed to the bedroom.
I’d missed out on a lot of long, relaxing baths lately, but being this wanted was a high-class problem to have.
The moment we entered the room, I pulled her into a hug.
Lately, she’d been the one seeking out physical contact in our daily lives.
Her body was still in its growth period, but there was a lovely softness developing.
Her breasts, in particular, were so squishy and fun to play with.
She might faint easily, but I appreciated how honest and straightforward she was with her desires.
”You really are a little s*x maniac, Ilse,” I said.
”No way, I’m nothing compared to you, Daisuke,” she shot back.
My inner monologue must have slipped out, because she shut me down instantly.
Weird.
I didn’t think I was that bad.
”Why the confused face?” she asked. “You spent all night with Ines-san before the mission, and you were at it with Meta-san all last night too, right? For a normal person, that’s physically impossible.”
”I mean, maybe, but I’m really not that impressive,” I argued. “I know people who are way more intense than me.”
”Really?”
”Seriously.”
Like Elisa.
Meta-san and Nicola were one thing, but Elisa—who was that voracious even as a virgin—was on a whole different level.
And as her level increased, her stamina just kept growing.
I actually got suspicious and used Appraisal on her once to see if she was secretly a succubus, but it just said “Beastman.” I’ll never understand it.
I put the thought of the true s*x maniac out of my mind.
I slid Ilse’s gown off and started my work, kneading her ass, tracing her spine, and playfully nibbling on her tiger ears.
Ilse, who had briefly cooled down, was immediately primed and ready, her skin flushing with heat.
”Haa… ♡ Daisuke, you’re dying to get inside, aren’t you?” she asked.
”You caught me,” I admitted.
I’d been pressing my throbbing length against her stomach, so there was no hiding my excitement.
She seemed genuinely pleased by that, giving me a sultry, heavy-lidded look that she probably wasn’t even aware of.
I leaned over her on the bed and captured her lips.
Her small, slightly rough tongue was sweet, and the heat inside her mouth was intoxicating.
Aiming for that tight little opening, I slid home with a wet squelch.
The interior was scorching.
”Uhaa… ♡ It’s in… ♡ My inside is being stretched so wide… ♡” she moaned.
”You’re so slick and tight, Ilse… it feels incredible,” I whispered.
She fit my girth perfectly.
If she wasn’t properly lubricated, it would be a struggle just to enter, but since she’d already come once, her body welcomed me greedily.
I took it slow at first, pushing all the way in to let her adjust before we locked together in the missionary position.
With long, deliberate strokes, the flared head of my c**k ground against her most sensitive spots.
The sensation of her plush internal folds milking me was nearly overwhelming.
”This is bad… ♡ Even though you’re being slow… ♡ I’m gonna go… kuuuh… ♡” she panted.
She’d claimed yesterday that she could last longer now that her level was up, but she wasn’t holding out at all.
Just as I expected.
”Deep or shallow? What do you want?” I asked.
”D-deep… ♡ I want it deep… ♡” she cried.
Sometimes she asked for the sweet spot, but tonight she wanted to be filled to the brim.
I’d made sure to thoroughly develop her depths, after all.
While kneading her breasts, I granted her wish, driving in hard and bottoming out inside her.
Each time I hit the mark, she climaxed lightly, her walls clamping down on me in a series of frantic pulses.
The obscene, wet sounds of our joining were the only proof needed of how much she was enjoying herself.
”Doing this with you is the best, Ilse,” I said.
”Me too… doing it with Daisuke is… the absolute best… ♡ But… I’m done… ngh! ♡” she gasped.
”How do you want the finish? Gentle or rough?” I asked.
”B-both… ♡ Give me both… ♡” she pleaded.
”You got it,” I replied.
A difficult request for most, but with my Sexual Technique skill maxed out, it was a breeze.
I ramped up the speed but kept the deep thrusts precise and controlled, devouring her with a deep kiss while teasing her n**ples.
”Nngh! Ngh… ♡ Ngh… ♡ Nfu… ♡ Nnnnnn~!”
I finished the first round of the night by unloading deep inside her while she clung to me in a lover’s embrace⁴.
Her fluid-filled walls bucked and squeezed, milking every last drop out of me.
It felt amazing.
”Haa… ♡ Haa… ♡ That was… incredible… but… wait… let me breathe… ♡” she panted.
”Take your time,” I said gently.
”Ngh… ♡”
When I spoke softly to her, she answered with a kiss.
Even though she’s usually not the sweet and mushy type, her unconscious reactions were becoming incredibly affectionate.
We spent some time in pillow talk as she recovered.
If I went straight into the next round, she’d just pass out.
”I felt like you were being a bit rough with me lately, but man… doing it with you really is the best, Daisuke,” she admitted.
”I didn’t mean to be… sorry. Was I really that bad?” I asked.
”I mean, for a slave, I get treated better than most, but still,” she joked.
”Don’t use that as your baseline,” I said. “If there’s something you want or a way you want to be treated, just tell me. I won’t bite.”
”Is that really okay?” she asked.
”Yeah. I don’t want you holding back just because of your ‘status,’ and I plan on freeing you eventually anyway. I need you to be honest with me. You’re part of the family, Ilse. You’re important to me.”
”Okay. I’ll think about it,” she said, smiling brightly.
That smile always made me feel better.
At the end of the day, her happiness was my favorite cure-all.
…Incidentally, Ilse fainted during the third round.
It looks like going all night is still a distant dream for her.
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Summary:
Daisuke returns home to find the Gale Party celebrating a successful dungeon run. He spends the night with Ilse as her ‘reward day,’ which includes a bath session involving intimate grooming and a high-stamina bedroom session. The chapter highlights the bond between them and the increasing capabilities of Daisuke’s party through leveling.
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Trivia:
- Daisuke’s ‘Sexual Technique’ skill is actually at the maximum level.
- Ilse is a tiger beastman, which contributes to her sensitivity and ‘in heat’ state.
- The ‘Gale Party’ consists of Meta, Camilla, and two unnamed vanguards.
- Daisuke intends to eventually free his slaves.
- Elisa, a beastman, is noted to be even more voracious than Meta or Nicola.
- The characters Meta and Sylvie are the ones likely spreading information about Daisuke’s kinks
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Character Insight:
Ilse shows significant emotional growth by seeking physical affection (hugs) in her daily life, moving beyond her initial cheeky persona to a place of trust. Daisuke reinforces this by explicitly stating he views her as ‘family’ rather than just a slave.
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Lore And Worldbuilding Context:
The ‘shaving play’ is a recurring trope in the author’s work to showcase a character’s vulnerability and the protagonist’s meticulous care.
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Glossary:
Notes:
• Meta – A 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 duchess and abusive wife, now transformed by their bond and no longer despising men. A devoted member of the Gale Party, she shares insights on Daisuke’s preferences, spent the entire night with him while in heat, and cunningly plays the role of a cute, loyal hostage to Moritz—secretly planning to move into his house upon returning to the Capital.
• Ilse – Tiger‑kin slave, petite boyish frame, pointed ears, thick tail, level‑17, Faint Resistance, Mind skill. Energetic, cheeky, loves sweets, hates fighting Sheep, stubborn yet loyal. Teases Daisuke like a guy‑friend, flirts for rewards, mixes sharp common sense with perverted humor, unwavering devotion.
• Juliet – 150 cm cat-kin beastwoman with blue bob hair, expressive ears, puff-tail, large chest, and a outfit of hot-pants, crop-top, and short jacket—she’s a tsundere Gale Party instructor who dual-wields a two-handed sword and bears the Idaten skill. Though she teases and scolds Daisuke relentlessly, her prickly exterior hides deep love; she relies on him alone to soothe her loneliness, and when drunk, becomes stubbornly persistent, her sternness betraying tender devotion only he sees.
• Sylvie – Petite 140 cm elf with pointed ears, long wavy blonde hair, blue eyes and a fairy‑like smile. Usually in a white blouse and embroidered yellow forest‑scented skirt; for dates a gothic‑lolita dress with lace‑up boots. Top‑ranked Gale adventurer, Daisuke’s spirit‑magic teacher and scout/trap‑expert who drinks MP potions. Motherly, observant, household mediator, older‑sister to Camilla, playful, ears twitch with mood, crush on Daisuke, recently left her village. Curious Earth‑loving lover, innocent‑looking, fond of vegetables, learning intimacy from Daisuke and Rei, sharing his shaving‑fetish secret and supporting him.
• 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, leader of the Gale Party, core household member who harmonizes the group. Shy yet logical, deeply affectionate, mature, yearning for a child. Daisuke’s lover, noted for her ample chest and willingness to give in when he asks.
• Daisuke – Mid‑40s Japanese reincarnate, youthful face blessed by the Green God, in modest armor, one‑handed sword and buckler. Gale Party leader, he hides dragon‑slaying feats while managing a growing polyamorous harem—Ines, Regina, Dietlinde, Cassandra, Rin, Meta, Camilla—mentoring them with strategic, gamified empathy. Possesses endless stamina, alchemy skill, and high sexual technique, balancing dungeon quests with tender care after a Knights’ Order mission that fulfilled each lover’s wish.
• Camilla – Fourteen‑year‑old fox‑beastkin, ~140 cm, thin, fluffy tail that thumps when excited, ears twitch when nervous, slave‑marked ear, simple accessories. Shy with strangers, but deeply affectionate and energetic toward Daisuke—he sees him as father and lover, craving scent, headpats, approval, fearing abandonment. Shows resolve against Yumiko, helps with chores, favored by Rin, rescued from Gerta’s duel, tries to act grown‑up yet melts at his touch, greeting Daisuke with physical affection and obeying his every word.
• Elisa – 16-year-old Horse-type Beastman. Class: Whistler (L7). Black ponytail, green eyes, muscular legs, 175cm, large chest.
• Nicola – A 160 cm‑tall junior adventurer under Vanessa, with blue‑green hair in a side‑tail. Shy and inexperienced with men, she’s undergoing her first sexual awakening—her youth overflows, she becomes highly receptive after healing, and despite nervousness she proactively explores sex, even practicing on her own. Voracious yet still developing, eager to learn and please.
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