Chapter 285: When the Rabbit Little Girls Suck the Cow Girls’ Breasts… Cheese Is Made!

The first day of the tournament, the afternoon program began.

Broadly dividing, the afternoon schedule is jousting: attendant division, new-knight division, and regular-knight division.

If we have a turn it would be the new-knight division or regular-knight division.

This is because the king, royalty, and influential nobles nominate players they "want to see," so basically famous knights are selected. In a typical year the top-strength members of each order are selected.

I who excelled at the Monvan status test might have a one-in-a-chance of name recognition, so I might get called. Or there’s the possibility Charlotte will nominate me.

I won’t be called for the attendant division, so for now I’ll stroke Capybara-chan and the rabbit little girls and wait.

I can’t leave the low-energy Capybara-chan and the weak rabbit little girls who also have few of their race.

"I’m Ooi Masaharu, but do you two have names?"

"I’m Onee-chan."

"I’m Imouto."

"That’s not names..."

’From the licking feeling, the older sister is doing usa and the little sister is doing usausa.’

’I see. Easy to understand, shall we make that their names.’

I stroked both of their heads in order.

"Then Onee-chan is Usa..."

"Usa?"

"The little sister is Usausa."

"Usausa?"

"Ah. Capybara-chan named you."

"Waa, Capybara-chan, thank you."

"Yochiyochi."

While I was talking with the little girls, a new-face cow girl approached.

Amazing. She’s probably not wearing a bra, and under her clothes breasts like sweeka are swaying barunbarun.

I introduced myself and, even though I already heard from Rui, received self-introductions from them themselves again.

"If it’s alright, shall I look after those children? I’m used to child-rearing."

"Is that okay?"

"Yes. There’s also the debt of being freed from being sold as merchandise at a slave merchant, and I don’t think this can repay it, but I want to do even a little something."

"If that’s the case... Hm? Wait... I’ll ask something weird, but do you all produce milk?"

"Yes. Um, to tell the truth, if we don’t produce a large amount of milk our chests swell and it’s painful."

All three seem to produce milk. Everyone is packed with lots of milk and swollen tight. Even if you poke lightly it might spray bushaa.

Ah. I had a flash.

Here there are three cow girls full of milk, and further two rabbit little girls.

And because various things happened after coming to another world I myself had completely forgotten, but former me worked at a fermented-food company so I’m familiar with traditional cheese-making methods.

I squatted and hugged the rabbit little-girl sisters.

"Usa, Usausa, won’t you help us?"

"Eh?"

The rabbit little girls were bewildered by the sudden words.

"From now suck the cow girls’ breasts."

"My throat isn’t dry..."

"Ah, perfect. You don’t have to drink, so for now try sucking."

"...?"

"Cheese-san, please."

"Yes."

Cheese-san loosened her clothes and exposed her chest.

It seems to have a structure like a yukata where the front opens easily. She probably worked as a wet nurse at her previous mansion.

As expected of a cow girl. The nipples are large, about the size of my cock at normal times.

Everyone around also seemed interested in what I started and glanced over here and there.

I stared at Cheese-san’s nipples, but everyone understood it was for some reason and not erotic purposes, so no one blamed me.

I handed Usa to Butter-san and Usausa to Cheese-san.

The rabbit older sister began sucking Cheese-san’s milk.

Chuu, chuu...

Alright. There’s a sucking sound.

I confirmed with Cheese-san.

"Is it coming out?"

"Yes."

"Alright. Then Usa-chan. When a little enters your mouth, spit it out here."

I held out my right hand in front of Usa.

After being a little bewildered Usa spit white liquid from her mouth.

Doro...

It was not milk, but viscous like milk after mixing pancake mix.

"Eh? Wh-What’s wrong. My milk is strange."

"Me too."

Butter-san whose milk was sucked by Usausa was also bewildered.

"It’s not strange. This is cheese."

"Y-Yes. I am named Cheese but..."

"That’s not it, this is the dairy product cheese."

Zawa.

Not only the cow girls but also those around who were listening lightly stirred.

I explained in a tone as if an other-world reincarnator is showing off modern knowledge to low-intelligence local residents.

"The component in rabbit mucous membranes has a coagulating action on milk."

It’s a method already no longer used so it doesn’t come up even if you google, but in records of medieval French inquisitions there is a description of mixing rabbit mucous membrane into milk and coagulating it. I don’t know specifically what ’mucous membrane’ indicates so it was a gamble, but it seems to have gone well.

Incidentally, rabbit mucous membrane was also believed to have a contraceptive effect by coagulating semen. Conversely there were also people who denied the contraceptive effect for the reason that if you coagulate semen it will eventually become a baby.

"Just as girls in the past chewed rice to make sake, if rabbit girls hold milk in their mouths enzymes act and they can make cheese. If there’s cheese we can supplement protein."

Generally in medieval Europe protein was hard to obtain.

Hunting in the forest is prohibited, and animal meat is expensive so you couldn’t casually ingest animal protein.

Those who could eat meat and ingest sufficient protein were limited to rich people such as royalty and nobles. However exceptionally there were people who ingested abundant protein.

Those were people living in mountain villages in the countryside. Because grass is abundant in the mountains goats can be raised, and because milk can be obtained cheese production was thriving.

There is also a theory that in medieval France before the population decrease from the Black Death and the subsequent rise in peasant status, mountain villages in the countryside had healthier lives than around Paris where the king lived, to the extent that cheese was easier to obtain.

In medieval fantasy bread and cheese and sausage appear relatively casually as food, but actually cheese was not something so easily obtained.

If vast grasslands for raising cows spread around the city, or if there are mountains where goats grow right nearby, cheese can be obtained, but if those don’t exist nearby cheese cannot be obtained.

That we could occasionally eat cheese in Monvan is, besides the church being relatively wealthy, due to geographical factors and seasonal factors. Livestock grazing inevitably requires moving in search of grass.

In summer they go north where it’s cool and have them eat grass, in winter they go south where it’s warm and have them eat grass. Shepherds need to move to places where grass is growing.

Monvan is toward the north, and when I once dashed across grasslands with runaway Iferaski or flew searching for Margolant I saw many mountains, and to the west there was the Glans-Neck Mountain Range, and to the east a mountain range that probably had Luiza continued north-south, so it can actually be said to be a region with many mountains and grass.

In other words if the sheep grazed during summer had their milk squeezed and cheese made then moved south, it would be no wonder that summer cheese was circulating just during late autumn to early winter when we spent time in Monvan.

Actually Rafilia-san said "I bought young cheese" so new cheese made that year was probably circulating in the market.

I took cheese with my left index finger and licked it.

"Yeah. Because it’s freshly made it’s soft, but it’s cheese."

When I held out my right hand, Cheese-san, Butter-san, and Milk-san also took cheese with their fingers and licked it.

"It’s true. It’s cheese."

"Yes. It’s cheese."

"I can’t believe it. That cheese can be made this easily."

I gripped Usa’s hand. Because Usa is being hugged by Cheese-san, coincidentally my hand touched Cheese-san’s breast, but it’s a coincidence. A coincidence.

"Lend us your power. Together with the cow girls make cheese and help us!"

"...Yes!"

In the red eyes unique to rabbit girls, a light of strong will lodged.

Not only one-sidedly being given meals and protected, but by being given work and roles, both the rabbit girls and cow girls will quickly stop feeling inferiority or reservation. They should strengthen companion consciousness quickly. For them who lived in fear, the experience of being relied on by others is absolutely necessary.

Cheese-making methods basically don’t circulate outside. Because it becomes a source of livelihood they keep workshop-unique methods secret, but originally few people can write and there are no transmission means so it doesn’t spread.

But we established a cheese-making method.

"Butter-san, Milk-san, Cheese-san too please. Please make cheese!"

"Yes."

"Alright. Let’s try whether my saliva also becomes cheese."

Cheese-san and Butter-san are hugging the rabbit little-girl sisters, but Milk-san’s breasts are free.

Pakon.

Someone hit the back of my head.

When I turned around no one was there.

Fullru is a little distance away so it’s probably her.

"What are you doing."

"You might get called for jousting so you’re supposed to wait near the entrance gate, right?"

"...That’s right."

Kuu. Overwhelmingly correct argument.

In order to free a large number of beastman slaves, we the Order of the Capybara must seize even one more participation chance and win.

It’s lingering but shall we go.

Well, thinking calmly, even if a human sucks a cow girl’s milk it probably won’t become cheese.

Because if that happened, no matter how much discrimination there was against beastman slaves, some noble’s perverted old man or idiot son who had excess sexual desire would have already munched on a slave cow girl’s breasts and noticed it becomes cheese.

In other words the fact that there is no cow-girl cheese in the market means they haven’t had their milk sucked by humans yet.

While helping Fullru put on her armor for departure preparation I whispered in a small voice.

"...Let’s try whether humans and elves can make cheese."

"Eh?!"

Gashan.

Fullru’s face turned bright red and she dropped her gauntlet.

It hit my right little toe.

"I-It hurts...!"

I got carried away. However I got to see Fullru’s bright-red face, and I obtained the verbal commitment "I-If my breasts start producing... i-it might be okay to try."

Once life at Glans stabilizes, it might be good to try which race combinations can make cheese.