Chapter 469: The Punk Who Came to the Shop

"Haa, haa, haa."

Kira’s rough breathing hits my ear.

After becoming a Sage, I start thinking. Does the way Kira and I are clinging together look like little monkeys doing it? Sage Time is honestly unnecessary.

Every time I pump into Kira with a byu! byu!, her body jerks. I twist my face and stare intently at her profile. For someone from this country, her nose is low, her eyes are narrow with long lashes, and her features are fairly flat. Looking at her like this, she has a face that could easily be Japanese. She’s still knitting her brows—is she still basking in the afterglow? Her vagina is still writhing and gripping my son. Holding a girl like this (even if she’s older) brings out a protective feeling. If I started feeling that every time, I’d end up having to keep every girl I got involved with.

I don’t want to stay too long and interfere with business, so I get up and pull my son out of Kira. A goboh! sound comes as semen spills out. Did this much come out? I’m surprised by my own youthful vigor. Kira says,

"This much came out... Young master, it’s because you’re young."

While leaking semen between her legs, Kira takes my son in her hand and puts it in her mouth. Is the cleaning blowjob normal work or service? Thinking such stingy thoughts is an old man’s bad habit, I decide, and leave it to Kira. It stings a little, but it still feels good.

"Young master, is it because you’re young? It’s still hard, though? You came, right? This much came out, right?"

Kira puts her hand between her own legs, scoops up the fluid, and sniffs it. Far from just a cleaning blowjob, it feels like she’s going for another round, gripping tightly with her fingers and stroking.

"Kira, if you do that, you won’t be able to take customers after this, right?"

Worried, I ask. She replies,

"That’s fine. Please don’t worry. If it’s this hard, it’s okay if you do it one more time. What will you do? If I’m not enough, I can call my older sisters. You don’t mean my mother is fine, right?"

An answer even further beyond my expectations comes back. So it was heading in that direction after all... I think, but I still want to refuse that, so,

"No, no, I already came once, so I’m good. If I’m too late, the people at the inn will worry."

I politely decline.

"Is that so? Um, this is the first time I’ve felt this good, so even one more time is fine..."

Kira takes my hand and peeks at my face. Her eyes are a bit far apart, but looking at her like this she’s cute. Still, thinking that Dee and Bill might be waiting,

"I’ll come again next time."

I give the standard reply. I don’t know when next time will be, though. If I go to that mother’s place and Dee and Bill are waiting,

"Marie-sama, you had fun, didn’t you, ehehehe!"

I don’t want them saying something like that.

"We’ve finally become siblings too, ahahaha!"

They’ll probably say that.

They lick my son and the area around it very thoroughly, even up to my navel, and help me put on my clothes. Kira doesn’t clean herself up and puts on her clothes. The shining streaks visible on her legs are, no matter how you look at it, traces of the fluid I released.

"Oh my, that was quick?"

Led by Kira, I return to the mother’s place. No one is waiting, and these words come back.

"What happened to my companions? I doubt it, but did they leave?"

At my question, the mother grins and says,

"Just now, they said to switch partners and do it one more time, and they’re still going at it. Arena and Faina have switched, yes."

Haa... So this is what it means when your mouth hangs open and won’t close. There was a first round of Bill × Faina and Dee × Arena, and the second round is Bill × Arena and Dee × Faina? All I can think is that it’s amazing. No, no, more than being impressed by that, what the hell are they doing making me wait!

"They went in a little while ago, so it’ll be over soon."

The mother says, so I decide to wait. Thinking that this room is also covered in stains, I can’t just sit still, and I do,

"Purification!"

The mother and Kira’s eyes go wide, but I no longer care. I was even hesitant to sit in a chair before, but now I can sit with peace of mind.

"Heeey."

A man comes to the entrance.

"Tch! He’s here again!"

The mother doesn’t spit, but stands up, grabs money from the shelf, and goes out to the entrance.

"Came to collect."

"Here, this is it."

"What the hell, is this all?"

"Business is bad and customers aren’t coming. Places like ours, a back-alley prostitute inn, don’t get many people."

"What the hell, today’s the day the Hero’s party came, and the whole town’s in an uproar! And yet no customers here? Is this shop finally done for? Ahahaha!"

I can’t see the man’s face, but I get the feeling this guy is a punk who came to collect protection money.

"Something’s up, the shop’s clean? Did you do something? If you’ve got that kind of money, pay it to my group!"

"Even if I do that, you’ll just skim it, right? We know how it is on this side!"

"Heeh, you’re full of spirit today? What happened to the usual sick-person cough? Then should I hold you? I’ll make you go ’hii hii’, how about it? Hehehe."

"No way, I refuse!"

"Hmph, acting all high and mighty even though you’re an old hag."

The man says that, peeks inside the shop, and our eyes meet.

The man goes "Eh!" and makes a face,

"What the hell, there’s a top-class one here!? Did she start today? Let me have a taste! Hey, big sister, it’s fine, right? I’ll make you feel good."

He says lines that are pure punk.

"That person is a customer! So he’s a man!"

"Heh, a man?"

The punk looks at me and is surprised, but I’m also surprised. Being mistaken for a woman is surprising, but when I look at this punk, what appears is,

"Zun, Hagen Empire spy."

It comes out like that. Is this a spy? This guy who gives off nothing but bottom-rung vibes is a spy? If this is part of the camouflage, it’s amazing. Anyway, I’ll put a mark on this guy. The "Mark" seems to get stronger the more I use it.

There, Dee appears, bringing Faina with him.

"Huh? Marie-sama, were you waiting? Sorry about that. It’s been a while, so I ended up getting into it. It was fun, fun, yes."

Dee is in an extremely good mood.

"Dee, lend me your ear."

"Eh? What is it, are you saying this time you’ll exchange with Marie-sama’s woman?"

Is he camouflaging it nicely? I bring my mouth close to Dee’s ear,

"The man at the entrance is an Empire pawn. I found out using ’Appraisal’."

When I say that, I can tell Dee tenses.

"Really? Whoops, it is real. This guy’s bottom-rung, but he seems to be a pawn. So even a town like this has Empire underlings. We have to crush this. If only Bill’s guy would hurry up, or we’ll let him get away!"

"Dee, don’t react too much. I can track this guy’s whereabouts with my ability. So stay in the same joking mood as before."

"Yes, understood."

Saying that, Dee leans on Faina and starts stroking her ass.

"Geez, customer, it’s over? If you’re going to do it again, please pay! I’ll give a little discount, though."

Faina is saying things like that to him.