Chapter 353 The Guild Receptionist ②
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The “third phase” of my exam with the guild receptionist, Ms. Marm¹, was officially underway. At this point, it felt less like a formal test and more like an in-depth product interview. My task was simple: observe her as she made use of the “Kento-kun”²-the personalized “Tremble-Buddy”³ vibrator I’d gifted her previously.
”Ah… please, don’t stare so much,” Marm pleaded.
”If I don’t watch, I can’t learn,” I countered smoothly.
”You… you just want to see me like this, don’t you?” Marm asked.
She shot me a look of pure suspicion, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson as she began to shed her clothes. She revealed a truly magnificent body. Back in my days as a struggling adventurer, I’d been starved for such a sight. A woman like her was a goddess beyond my reach then-but seeing her naked now, I had to admit her proportions were nothing short of divine.
Her skin was a rich, sun-kissed brown, a rare sight in these parts. Even without touching her, I could tell it was supple and firm. Her vibrant red hair cascaded over her shoulders. She tried desperately to use those locks as a shield, but her efforts were futile; between the strands, the pale, delicate tips of her ample breasts teased my vision.
She had a slender waist that flowed into generous, well-fleshed hips. Her thighs were thick and inviting, leading down to long, elegant legs. It was a bit of a cliché, I knew, but looking at her made me want to see her in a gold-trimmed dancer’s outfit and a face veil, performing a belly dance just for me.
I’m turning into a total old man, I joked to myself as I stripped off my own clothes. I noticed Marm watching me, a flicker of relief crossing her face.
”Well, at least you seem… sufficiently excited,” she noted.
”Of course I am. Any man who couldn’t get worked up looking at you would have to be dead below the waist,” I replied.
”I wouldn’t be so sure,” Marm murmured, casting her eyes down with a self-deprecating sigh. “People around here… well, I’m different. Some people find it… unappealing.”
I stepped closer and gave her thigh a gentle stroke. As I leaned in to catch her gaze, she caught sight of the “tent” I was pitching in my trousers. She let out a small, genuine giggle.
”Are you from the south, Marm?” I asked.
”Yes, on my father’s side. But I was born and raised here, so I don’t know much about the old country,” she explained.
The Canaria Kingdom⁴ actually held some coastal territories to the south, bordering the Sylvaol Kingdom. It was far from the capital, and with Sylvaol’s ports dominating the region, I’d heard the area consisted mostly of quiet fishing villages.
”You must have had a difficult time growing up,” I said softly.
”Hehe… I wonder. The guild and the other adventurers have always been kind to me. I’m one of the lucky ones. Besides,” she teased, a playful glint in her eye, “it seems Kento-kun is already head-over-heels for me, isn’t he?”
I leaned in and kissed her cheek. She immediately wound her arms around my neck, pulling me into a passionate, deep kiss. My hands found her ribs, then moved up to cup her breasts. They were every bit as heavy as they looked, and softer than I had even imagined.
”Mmm… should we just… do it now?” she whispered.
”As tempting as that is, I really want to see you lose yourself to the Kento-kun first,” I said.
”You… you’re terrible,” Marm muttered.
With a heavy sigh that didn’t quite hide her anticipation, she rolled back onto the bed. She reached for the Tremble-Buddy and, with a provocative smirk, pressed a kiss to its tip.
”Mmm… chu… nngh…” She let out a soft sound against the device.
”Is that how you usually start?” I asked.
”Nn… yeah. You probably think I’m crazy, talking to it like this,” she admitted.
”Not at all. It’s actually… incredibly hot,” I said.
”Pervert,” Marm said with a smile.
She resumed her “foreplay” with the device, whimpering my name-or rather, the device’s name-in a thin, airy voice. Her glossy lips slid over the silicone ridge. She held it with both hands, showering it with kisses from every possible angle. She pretended to be focused solely on the toy, but her eyes would occasionally dart toward me, checking to see just how much she was driving me wild.
”By the way, you mentioned using an aphrodisiac. Where do you get it?” I asked.
”I… I have a lot of friends among the female adventurers. They hook me up sometimes. And Lily-chan helps too,” she said.
”Lily?” I asked.
”That girl is more observant than you realize. She’s been doing a lot of ‘marketing’ for your shop. Don’t you dare tell her I told you, though!” Marm warned.
Good girl, Lily. I’d have to reward my favorite slave properly later-on top of the bed, as per usual. But I shook the thought away; it was rude to think of another woman while Marm was putting on such a show.
”I want you to do exactly what you’d do if I weren’t here,” I told her. “Which one are you taking?”
”This one. ‘My Indecent First Love,’” she said with difficulty.
Her voice was thick with embarrassment as she took the vial from me. She sat up, uncapped it with practiced ease, and drained it in one gulp. Almost immediately, her hands went to her breasts, kneading the flesh and pinching her n**ipss. It looked like an unconscious habit-a clear sign of how she spent her private nights.
Ignoring my presence now, she went back to work on the Kento-kun. This time, her tongue came out, coating the tip in a thick layer of saliva. Apparently, she didn’t bother with store-bought lubricant. She took the head into her mouth, her tongue swirling around it with wet, rhythmic sounds. All the while, she continued to maul her own breasts, eventually taking the device deep into her throat. Her taste in potions might have been “cute,” but her technique was surprisingly hardcore.
”Hah… phew…” Marm gasped, pulling the Kento-kun out.
A silver thread of saliva stretched from her throat to the tip. She licked away the stray moisture and, before I knew it, her hand had drifted down between her legs.
”Nn… aah…” She rolled onto her back again, seemingly lost in her own world.
Her ears were bright red-whether from the potion or the shame of me watching, I couldn’t tell. She pulled her knees to her chest, exposing herself as a wet, squelching sound began to echo through the room. She froze for a moment, glaring at me. She realized the sounds she was making were much louder and more obscene than she’d intended. I just smiled and gave her a nod to continue. Frustrated, she decided to stop stalling and get to the main event.
Hiding behind her knees, she guided the Kento-kun toward her heat. I heard the wet sound as the tip probed her entrance. There was no hiding it now. She turned her face away, finally surrendering to the sensation. After a few moments of teasing, she began to slide it inside.
”Nnh!” Marm cried out.
Her chin tilted back, her back arched, and she took the full length of the device. I shifted my position, getting a perfect view of her dark folds stretching to accommodate the intruder. The Kento-kun sank into her, drenched in her rising slickness. Her body accepted it with ease. Once it was buried deep, she began to grind it against her cervix. Her toes curled tight, and her thighs began to shake with the force of her arousal. And then…
”Ah… ah… aah! Ke… Kento-kun!” she screamed.
Calling the name, she clicked the power switch. A deep, heavy hum filled the room as the device began to vibrate inside her. She held it firmly against her sweet spot, grinding down with a desperate intensity.
”Ah! No… so fast! Nnnngh!” Marm’s voice broke.
”Did you just… come?” I asked.
”N-no… that’s not… I don’t usually… Aaah!” she cried.
I couldn’t help but let out a smug chuckle. To her, it probably sounded cruel. It was clear that the thrill of being watched had pushed her over the edge much faster than usual.
”You really do like an audience, don’t you?” I asked.
”I… I don’t know! I’ve never… done this… while being watched! Ah!” she yelled.
”But you look like you’re having the time of your life. Go on, don’t stop. What’s next? I bet you don’t usually stay in this position, do you?” I prompted.
”Ah… what are you looking at?! You… pervert!” Marm shouted.
She realized I was staring directly at the point of insertion. Feigning innocence, I move to the foot of the bed, dodging her swatting hand. I reached out, taking her knees and prying her legs wide. She could have fought me, but she let them fall open-the ultimate admission.
I stared down at her-at her wet, throbbing heat clamped tight around the vibrating Kento-kun. She looked away again, her hand going still.
”Well? What’s next? I’m watching very closely, so show me,” I said.
”Marm… show me how cute you can be,” I whispered.
That cheesy line seemed to do the trick. With a hesitant moan, she began to pump the device in and out. The sound was thick and wet as she churned her own juices into a froth. Her pace quickened, her hips bucking to meet each thrust.
”Ha! Fuu! Kento-kun… Kento-kun!” Marm panted.
I didn’t answer. I just watched, envying the piece of silicone as it was squeezed by her velvet walls. White foam began to coat the base of the device.
”Ah! Hih! Kento-kun! Kento-kun!” Marm cried out.
The aphrodisiac had clearly taken full control. Marm had forgotten I was even there, lost in a fever of her own making. Her left hand worked the toy, while her right hand kneaded her breast, rolling her n**ips between her fingers. Her head was thrown back, her neck strained. Her hair was a mess against the pillows. Her breasts heaved, her ribs visible beneath her skin with every gasping breath. Her stomach muscles rippled, and between her glistening thighs, her core was a mess of pure, unadulterated lust.
”Ah! I’m… going! Kento-kun, I’m going!” Marm shrieked.
Her internals clamped down hard on the vibrator, her hips and thighs seizing up as she hit a massive climax. She kept the device moving slowly for a few moments, riding out the waves of the afterglow.
”Satisfied with just one round?” I asked.
”Stupid,” Marm replied.
She gripped the Kento-kun and began to pump it again.
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Summary:
Kento observes Marm’s ‘third exam,’ which involves her using an adult toy he provided while under the influence of an aphrodisiac. Marm, initially embarrassed, eventually loses herself to the pleasure under Kento’s voyeuristic gaze. The chapter culminates in her reaching a powerful climax and continuing for another round.
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Trivia:
- Marm has southern heritage but grew up in the north.
- Lily-chan has been secretly acting as a marketer for Kento’s shop.
- Marm uses her own saliva as lubricant.
- The potion ‘My Indecent First Love’ causes Marm to instinctively knead her own breasts
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Character Insight:
Marm’s professional distance is completely shattered, revealing a high level of arousal triggered by being watched. Kento shows a calculated dominance, using praise and observation to push Marm’s limits.
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Behind the Scenes:
The author leans heavily into the ‘receptionist trope’ combined with the contrast of her dark skin and red hair.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• 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.
• Marm – The attractive, red-haired, tanned receptionist at the Adventurer’s Guild. She wears a uniform that emphasizes her ‘nice body.’ She is kind and acts like a supportive ‘big sister’ figure to Kento. Looks like Mirajane Strauss from certain series.
• Lily – the sl*ve and primary experiment subject for the magic shop, ‘Harvest.’ She has striking pink hair, Blue eyes, medium breasts, which the Protagonist associates with being ‘wanton’. She has a working knowledge of magic, which she kept hidden from the slave trader.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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