Volume 4 Chapter 10 Negotiation With The Woman General＊
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
After a while since the nagging demon maid left, only the two remained in the room. Adelina showed her eyes, glistening as if she wanted to be cherished, trying to entice despite Suzette’s remarks, but Klock avoided it by ruffling her hair.
Having been earnestly asked for a bl*wjob like that, he wouldn’t make a move. With the mind of a sage, he calmly prioritized his relationship with Suzette and instructed Adelina to wait here. Klock, realizing there were more important things to do, left the room alone.
Now then. Time to bribe the innkeeper. How should he start?
The room given to Klock and the others was on the first floor. It took just a few seconds to walk to where the innkeeper should be at the front entrance. Exiting the room, Klock walked straight into the thin wooden wall and soon reunited with the innkeeper he had just met at the front desk.
”Hmm. Your demon friend went somewhere, huh?” the cat innkeeper said, flattening her ears sideways.
As soon as she saw Klock, the innkeeper turned her eyes without moving her face and spoke information he hadn’t even asked for. Leaning on her elbow, she had a very laid-back atmosphere. Clearly, she was bored. Although the purpose was negotiation, if Klock wanted to engage in small talk to gauge her, now was the chance.
”She said she had some business. By the way, do you know what a Demonkin is?” he asked.
”Of course, I can tell by the smell. Having a human as a lover, you really can’t underestimate the customers,” the innkeeper replied with a knowing look.
It seemed it was indeed the smell. Klock had a feeling. He was surprised there was a difference in scent between Humans and Demonkin. With Klock’s nose, he could only sense a woman’s scent from Suzette.
”…Huh? Lover? Why do you think that?” he asked.
”Why, you ask? Well, if you’re giving off such a strong smell, it’s obvious. Getting all frisky in broad daylight,” she said, smirking.
The nose might be more versatile than the eyes, analyzing the relationship from the scent detected. Being called frisky, Klock had no choice but to admit it. Apparently, even the townsfolk noticed what had just happened. It seemed difficult for Beastkin to keep secrets; perhaps even the Beastkin he passed by in town had noticed it.
The innkeeper yawned widely, her long canine teeth peeking out. There was a stack of boards piled up to a height just right for sitting directly in front of the innkeeper’s counter, so Klock sat there. She blinked her eyes and twitched her ears, reacting with “Hmm?” leaning forward to look at him with interest.
”What is it? Are you bored now that your friend is gone?” she asked.
”Yeah. It’s an inn run by a beautiful woman, after all. I figured I’d get close while I have the chance,” Klock answered.
”What are you saying? It’s the lowest to hit on another woman the moment your lover is gone,” the cat innkeeper shot back.
That was completely true. The cat innkeeper glared at him, and the thief man laughed heartily. The truth was, Klock had no intention of doing that. It was just that when Klock went to get friendly with women, he always started with pickup lines.
People tend to like those who like themselves. On the other hand, they hated those who disliked them. If you’re going to have a relationship with someone, showing affection was the usual method Klock used to build relationships.
”I’m not in a romantic relationship with those guys,” Klock said quickly.
”…That’s a terrible lie. Even if it’s not a lie, if you’re doing things like that without being lovers, it’s not impressive,” she remarked.
That was a very reasonable opinion.
”…That’s it. A mutually beneficial relationship? Something like that,” Klock said, trying to come up with an excuse quickly.
She seemed to have a surprisingly sensible way of thinking, so he hurried to explain. It might be a bit of a stretch. After hearing Klock’s words, the landlady responded with a casual “hmm.”
Not a very good pattern. Klock thought she’d be more laid-back…
It seemed she had a serious way of thinking. Trying to flirt with someone with such a stiff personality at the start was a bad move. If you did, the choice of words became very important. He might have failed at earning good impressions. It wasn’t that he needed to be liked, but now it was going to be hard to bring up the important negotiations.
”Then, how about we form a mutually beneficial relationship, too?” Klock offered, leaning forward at the counter.
She narrowed her eyes at him in a slightly lower tone. Her expression remained stiff, but those words carried a meaning opposite to the atmosphere.
An unexpected offer. The landlady and the thief’s eyes met. Just when Klock thought she was a serious person, she said this. He was momentarily shaken, then quickly understood the situation. It wasn’t about being stiff or anything like that. It seemed she was a businesswoman.
”…I’ll ask just to be sure, what’s your aim?” he asked cautiously.
”Of course, it’s money. When humans come, there’s fighting, so I made sure they don’t come, but recently, business has been tough. I’m very interested in the pockets of customers who smell like gold coins,” she said bluntly.
Gold coins. Hearing that, Klock struggled to hide his surprise. The landlady, seeing him freeze for a moment, grinned with a somewhat challenging look in her eyes.
No way. You can even sniff out gold? Amazing, Beastkin. Anything goes, huh?
Klock’s pocket contained one gold coin and two silver coins. Where did this money come from? Actually, this gold coin was received from Adelina.
Just recently, he carelessly spent the gold coin, but gold coins were usually a large sum of money. Even silver coins were worth quite a bit. How Adelina came to have such a large sum was unknown. She suddenly handed it over before getting off the ship. When she handed it to him without any sign of attachment, he was stunned. He accepted it gratefully, thinking it was fine to take it if it was offered, but he was more accustomed to giving than receiving gifts, so he was quite bewildered.
”With a gold coin, the landlady could just buy it herself. If you’re too ambitious, you’ll ruin yourself,” Klock warned.
”I know that. I don’t plan on becoming a debt slave,” she said with a smirk.
She seemed to have some understanding. Looking at her, Klock asked, “So, what are you going to do?”
She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, saying, “Ehh~,” then pretended to lick something, showing off her tongue skills.
”I’ll give you a service. How about five small copper coins?” she offered.
Five small copper coins. Her mentioning that meant she must have some experience with spring selling.
Only the users knew the going rate for service. Of course, both the buyer and the seller.
”What? Is this something you do often?” Klock asked, surprised.
”A maiden’s secret, nya,” she said coyly.
”…Ho. Are you really of maiden age?” he teased.
At Klock’s words, the landlady involuntarily choked on her words. As if saying, “Has it been found out?” she quickly looked away.
She gave off a very young impression, but Beastkin must be viewed as older than they appeared. If she were a Human, she would likely be in her early to mid-twenties. But for Beastkin, most species had a longer period of youth. For her, it wouldn’t be surprising if she were in her late twenties to mid-thirties.
”…Thirty,” she finally admitted.
”Huh?” Klock asked.
”Ugh… Thirty-two… Nya,” her voice suddenly got quieter, and when asked again, she mentioned an even older age. A 32-year-old Beastkin. That was quite a nice age.
”You’re that old, and you were thinking of selling yourself on the market?” Klock said incredulously.
”Ugh… T-Three tickets will do, nya,” she said with a grin as if he had taken a devil’s head.
Klock stood up and slowly walked over. The landlady had a face like she had bitten into a bitter bug. She looked as if she were being cornered by a debt collector.
”No, no, I’m not saying you should lower the price. Just do your best for that much. Right?” he said, standing by the counter and, without hesitation, placing his hand on the landlady’s small shoulder.
She twitched for a moment, but perhaps due to experience, she stared back at him without showing any sign of fluster. Admiring her resolve, Klock took out a silver coin from his pocket and placed it on the counter.
”…Funya?!” she exclaimed.
”You can expect it, right, landlady? Ah, you don’t need to work anymore today. Close up,” Klock said with a sly grin.
No need to work. Close up the shop now. If a silver coin was laid down and such a line was spoken, it could only be understood as meaning for the whole day.
”…C-Customer… What do you intend to have me do, nya?” the landlady asked, taking a slight distance from Klock, bristling her fur, and standing with her tail raised in a defensive posture.
It seemed she had become wary. She glared with the look of someone who wouldn’t be deceived, as if seeing a human trying to lure her with food to pet her. And it was understandable. If someone laid down two hundred times the going rate, anyone would be nervous.
”Don’t be in such a rush. I like the landlady. How about, while I’m staying, I can do whatever I want with you?” Klock proposed.
”Eh… Did you hear my age, nya? I’m the one who’s inviting you, but… you’re too much of a fan… Could it be that you like us cat Beastkin? If so, there’s a place behind here where the younger ones work. It’s a secret, but they’re okay with touching, and if you have consent, you can even take them home,” she said, revealing interesting information.
Apparently, there was such a shop nearby. It was very intriguing. Actually, Klock really wanted to go.
”But the real deal would be a problem, nya. If it’s the real deal, I’d have to refuse,” she added.
”…Ah, it’s no good, huh? Then, how about you take care of this one while I’m staying?” Klock suggested.
”Eh… Fine, but how long are you planning to stay, nya…?” The landlady’s face showed confusion. Seeing that, Klock felt amused.
Come, obey the gold! While inwardly imagining himself as a corrupt official, Klock suddenly had a revelation.
”It’s fine, it’s fine. We won’t be staying long. Hey, can I ask you for a favor?” he asked.
”Hmm?” she responded.
”If anyone asks about us, could you just act like you don’t know us? …No matter how angry the lady looks, just say you don’t remember us,” Klock seamlessly integrated the planned negotiation into the conversation.
Seizing the flow of the conversation, he spontaneously mentioned “a woman.” The madam’s expression turned briefly startled. She didn’t seem suspicious of Klock’s words but quickly sighed with a disinterested look on her face.
”Nya~, it’s fine, but cheating is not commendable, nya,” she said.
”Cheating is a slander! It’s a man’s duty to appreciate beautiful women,” Klock argued.
”…You’re a bad guy, nya,” the madam sighed again.
She briefly compared Klock’s face to the silver coins, then pocketed them and jumped down from the counter. She nimbly headed toward the entrance, flapping the doors shut and hanging the closed sign. After completing the store’s closure rituals, she promptly returned.
”I’ll follow you, nya,” she said, beginning to guide him to a room located further inside the establishment.
Klock smiled wickedly. It was a very sinister expression. The negotiation had succeeded. The madam agreed to keep quiet and mistook the reason for Klock’s request as an affair. This ensured they wouldn’t be reported to the authorities. The mission was a success, though not in the manner Klock had originally envisioned.
Now, all that remained was to execute the newly formed emergency mission: “Persuade the Madam to Open Her Legs.” No penetration allowed. There was no way Klock would meekly give up in the face of such a challenge.
Her hips were packed tightly within her short pants. While following the madam, Klock admired her figure from behind and felt an exhilarating sense of anticipation.
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”So big, nya…” she murmured softly, pulling back with wide eyes and a surprised gasp.
In the dim back room, the secret meeting began. The madam, skilled and knowledgeable, knelt before Klock as soon as the door clicked closed.
Without hesitation, she focused fully on the moment, setting everything else aside as she began to pleasure him with her mouth. Klock’s heart lifted at her devoted attention.
”Just so you know, nya, this is really cheating. If she gets angry later, I won’t get involved, nya,” she teased with a mischievous smile.
”Oyeah,” he answered with a light chuckle as she wrapped her hand firmly around him and started to stroke.
She peeked up, tongue flicking at the tip teasingly, then gave a quick, gentle kiss.
”…It smells, nya. It smells like that demon, nya,” she whispered, wrinkling her nose.
”I just got attention from her a moment ago,” Klock replied calmly.
She licked the tip like savoring a cool treat. Her tongue’s rough texture was a known trait of her cat Beastkin heritage—something that might be loved or disliked depending on who you asked. For Klock, it was all about the skill.
”You finished her off just now, nya, and you’re doing it again. What a big appetite, nya,” she teased.
”Come on, it’s because the madam here is too alluring. Any man would be ready as many times as she wanted,” he said with a grin.
”…You sure talk a lot, nya,” she replied, flicking her eyes at him.
He slid his hands around her neck, fingers threading into her shoulder-length hair, softly caressing the nape. Her face brightened in response before she opened her mouth wide and took him fully in.
The warm, wet sensation enveloped him.
”It’s good. You’re so cute,” Klock praised, stroking her gently while she held him carefully.
No matter how it came about, fellatio was fellatio. It deserved respect.
He stroked her in thanks as she began to move slowly, forward and back.
She sucked and swirled around him with growing passion. Whether done for money or desire, the quality came from the heart. She seemed genuinely engaged.
Treating a woman giving such attention kindly was best—for both to enjoy it.
He slipped his hand inside her loose neckline, finding soft, full flesh. Covering her mounds with his hand, he pinched a sensitive spot.
”Nya~! Customer, you’re being naughty~!” she teased breathily.
”It’s fine, it’s fine. Men get excited by touching. You know that, right?” he said, waving away her protest after paying her. Touching was reasonable once the price was paid.
She seemed to understand and said nothing more.
With tacit permission, he enjoyed the softness in his palm and stroked her back, holding her head with the other hand.
Soft hills, firm curves—the sensation alone promised much.
Too lazy to go back to her neckline, he rolled up her dress to expose her breasts.
Since her head bobbed back and forth, blocking his view, he used both hands to confirm their presence.
”You’re pretty good. How many men have you served before?” he teased.
”Nnh, nnyaa~, chyu, nchyu… churu~,” she responded between soft sounds.
While enjoying her breasts, he joked lightly. Her skill was polished—an experienced man could easily tell a novice from a pro. She was the real deal.
This might be a hit.
She was skilled, well-endowed, and 32 years old.
Such skill was rare on the streets. And her age was right in his sweet spot.
Most men preferred Adelina or Tiet, or girls their own age—cute in their prime.
But what they had here was an affair. What mattered wasn’t cuteness but eroticism.
In Klock’s experience, the most erotic age was around the thirties. Women grew more confident and proactive about pleasure then.
”I’m gonna finish. Take it all,” he said.
He decided to go with the flow.
Hearing this, she sped up, moving forward and back. She knew exactly what to do—a true professional.
He released her breasts, now firm and pointed, and stroked her head again.
”…Nnh. Chyu, chyu, nchyu, nmu, churuu, mchu~,” she whispered softly.
He rubbed her back encouragingly, a quiet “Good girl.”
Her fluffy ears perked, and she moved quickly, making wet sounds.
The feeling of climax rose, skillfully guided by her care.
In a sudden motion, he grasped her head with both hands and moved deeper.
”Mmmmph?!” she gasped, startled but compliant.
His movement caused a sudden release, droplets escaping.
Though he’d already climaxed four times today, he still produced a decent amount—a proper thanks for her efforts.
Her hair stood on end; as the moment broke, her tail shot up straight.
The madam held his waist tightly, prepared to accept.
Her mouth latched firmly, tongue supporting him as she expertly moved, encouraging and swallowing.
”Slurp, gulppppp──”
”Whoa?!” Klock gasped at the sudden strong suction.
The madam’s cute Beastkin face shifted into something teasing as she sucked noisily.
The surprise caught him off guard.
She swallowed him down to the base, then sucked deeply like sipping hot tea, making wet, juicy noises.
It was almost like she was pleading for treats—the impression both teasing and sweet, like a child nursing.
”…Alright, that’s enough,” he said softly.
After finishing, he savored the warm aftermath inside her mouth.
Satisfied, he gently petted her and signaled the end.
The fun was just beginning—he wouldn’t wear her out here.
He rubbed her cheek affectionately, and she popped him out of her mouth with a soft sound.
”How was it, nyah?” she asked confidently, curious about her own skills and worth.
She didn’t seem nervous, only sure of herself.
”It was amazing. You’re incredibly skilled. I can’t let you go all day like this. Consider yourself warned,” he teased.
”Nyah… please go easy on me, nyanh…” she whispered shyly.
He grinned, pretending to be troubled by her words.
The tan cat madam twitched her ears as he patted her head, molding them affectionately.
Without a word, she stood and led him to her private chamber.
This time, he walked beside her, holding her close instead of trailing behind.
Beastkins loved being doted on. She knew that well.
He treated her as if she were his own, building affection in this brief moment—while anticipating the intimate moments ahead.
Notes:
• Adelina – The slave girl.
• Suzette – The older maid from Viscount Fennec. The head maid at the Viscount Fennec’s villa. She is confident, clear-spoken, and professional.
• Tiet – A companion and friend of Anna. A holy knight from the royal capital. She wears light armor and carries a shield adorned with a dragon holding a sword, indicating her affiliation with the National Military Police. She is concerned about Anna’s well-being and tries to support her emotionally.
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