Chapter 3.2

“Mmm…”

She felt dizzy after just one sip, or rather, not even half a sip. Moreover, it wasn’t simply a debuff like visual shaking or forced sleep, but she really felt drunk. When she finally reached the point where she couldn’t control her body and was caught by Ray, he glared at Hanel and scolded.

“She’s drunk.”

“She must be weak with alcohol. But it doesn’t matter, does it?”

“Haa, mm, Master…”

While Hanel shrugged as if it was nothing, Ray’s blue eyes quietly watched her. Her appearance as she embraced his waist and touched and kneaded his b*ttocks with lewd hands.

“I want to eat your c*ck, Master.”

“Wow, crazy.”

Hanel reflexively spat out a curse. She could feel his shocked gaze, but she focused on grabbing Ray’s pants and undoing his belt.

Until his waist became loose, Ray kept making eye contact with her before seating her back on the chair.

“Who told you to enjoy my Master’s c*ck?”

“Damn, crazy.”

At Ray’s monotone statement, Hanel seemed shocked once more and spat out a curse. However, Ray didn’t care. Neither did she.

“Master, it’s mine though…”

“Wrong. It’s mine.”

“Hng, but I’m Master’s⋯⋯.”

“Fine, since you’ve said something strange, no c*ck for you tonight.”

“…”

For a moment, her heart sank heavily. What was this that made her feel so wronged again? She pouted her lips and whimpered as if about to burst into tears. Ray chuckled and poured water into a glass with ice, placing it in her hand.

“Drink.”

She didn’t want to. She was already sulking. Rather than drinking the water he offered, she puffed her cheeks and turned her head away sharply. Hanel glanced around nervously beside them.

“Didn’t you bring her to make her work anyway?”

“No.”

Ray replied coldly and directly poured water into her mouth. Only when he reached the point of taking care of her did she obediently accept and drink the water while caressing Ray’s hand like a pervert.

During the dark dawn hours, a customer entered the quiet shop. Ray’s gaze was drawn there by the small bell sound mixed with classical music. His slight frown was barely noticeable to her who was close by.

Well, the humans who just entered did look full of secrets with their deeply pulled-down robes. Even though this place’s exterior was an ordinary tavern, it was far from the cheap taverns frequented by mercenaries.

Their blatant attempt to hide their identity didn’t blend naturally with this place. For example… it felt like seeing people wearing raincoats on a clear day.

Still, no one seemed to find them particularly suspicious or odd. Ray noticed her gaze following them and frowned, though he was watching them too.

“Boss, help with work now.”

Hanel said, roughly throwing an order slip. He didn’t even look this way while throwing things. Of course, Ray caught it lightly, but knowing his cooking skills, she couldn’t help but be wary of him making drinks.

But contrary to expectations, surprisingly, the drinks Ray made by bringing what looked like difficult vodka from the shelf were very normal ones. They were even pretty.

Had the cold egg porridge really been brought out with conspiracy? She opened her eyes wide seeing the drinks that were manufactured almost like artworks and served to customers.

〈 Esella Rügen 〉

– Meaning ‘disrupted daily life’. A mixed drink made by combining Cartro Bell and Schiffgrand, lime juice and ice. Since it’s on the pricey side, it’s mainly popular among male nobles.

It was a pretty drink with a quietly settled transparent brown color. The moment the nearest wine glass disappeared from view, the explanation window also disappeared.

Interestingly, this tavern was all men. 

Was there a setting that women shouldn’t wander around at night, or was this place like a gay bar?

“…Cough!”

The moment she had a vain imagination, she spat out the water she was holding in her mouth. She looked down at her soaked clothes after coughing loudly from choking.

Her condition was a mess. Nevertheless, she roughly wiped her lips with her sleeve and looked at the people sitting here and there with eyes faithful to instinct.

As time passed, her hands gradually went lower, descending to touch intimate areas. She seemed out of her mind due to the alcohol. She lifted her skirt to reveal her thighs and put her hand inside her underwear.

“Mm…”

Her middle finger curled in long along the slippery path. The sound didn’t spread as it was buried in the surrounding music, but Ray, who had come back from serving, looked at her and gently placed a towel on her head.

“Don’t do that and wipe off the moisture.”

“Mm…”

Her head was already not normal to listen to words. With eyes loosened by intoxication, she let out small moans while kneading the slippery area. She gradually began to feel good.

A man’s crotch came into her view. Enchanted by the area that seemed ready to burst, she swallowed her saliva. If Ray had shown even the slightest sign of acceptance, she would have already pulled out his c*ck. The man looked at her with eyes as angry as his own d*ck.

After standing like that for a moment, he directly grabbed the towel and wiped the moisture from her body, also pulled out her hand and forcibly made it fluffy. Like caring for a child, he pulled up her underwear and lowered her skirt hem, but without noticing the love juices flowing down, he seated her properly on the chair.

A presence approached. A man who came over with a sly smile sat directly across from her and showed his palm. It was the customer who had entered earlier. He greeted her while wearing his robe pulled down low.

“Miss, how old are you?”

〈 Luxen Croy 〉

– Illegitimate son of the Badrin Empire’s Emperor. Currently working as a mercenary but harbors the purpose of assassinating the Emperor.

Ah, when he entered the shop, she thought he stood out because he was wearing a robe, but perhaps he would have stood out even more if he had taken off the robe.

“She’s not for sale.”

Ray said as he placed an ice glass and liquor in front of the man. She felt like she had become quite the possession. But Luxen didn’t care and threw out a question.

“Is she a woman with an owner?”

“She’s my slave.”

To openly call her a slave to others like this, pride surged at the precious words.

The man who seemed to covet her strangely licked his lips and looked at her with deep eyes. Soon, without even using the ice glass placed in front of him, he opened the liquor cap and tilted the whole bottle to take a sip, then placed a heavy pouch on the shelf.

“Then let me borrow her for just one hour.”

Glittering gold coins were visible through the open mouth of the pouch.

“Oh.”

An exclamation burst out reflexively. Then the man grinned and said to Ray.

“She seems to like money?”

She did like money, but this time it wasn’t that meaning. It was because she was seeing money in the game for the first time that such a sound came out unintentionally.

“I like Master more!”

Worried that favorability might drop, she quickly embraced Ray’s waist. Even in this situation, she could see his c*ck rising quite stiffly as it brushed against her arm.

〈 Ray’s favorability increases. ( Current favorability: 88% ) 〉

But even though he must be aroused and his mood should be good enough for favorability to rise, Ray’s expression was still cold. He smoothly loosened her hand wrapped around his waist and sharply stared at Luxen.

“I decline.”

“You must cherish your slave a lot.”

“Would there be anyone in the world who cherishes a slave? I just don’t like other people’s bodily fluids mixing in the hole I’m going to f*ck.”

Our Ray would win a gold medal if there was a contest for making women feel like sh*t. The aegyo she had just shown became meaningless, and her eyes filled with rebellious spirit turned toward the gold coin pouch placed on the table.

“Then how about ordering Desecript?”

Even at the sudden drink order, Ray’s mood plummeted to rock bottom. It was just a drink order though.

“This woman won’t do. She doesn’t even produce milk and doesn’t know how to flow juices yet.”

She swallowed at the meaningful words. Reflexively, her p*ssy tightened and soaked her underwear thoroughly.

“Why not just let me have her? I’ll pay generously. She’s a beautiful woman worth extracting fluids from. I like her much more than the last one.”

“No.”

“Didn’t you bring her with the intention of making her do such things in the first place?”

Ray closed his mouth. He was running at the peak of displeasure. But for her, this was just a simple early game setting, so there was nothing to feel bad about. It was natural that Ray would have purchased her because she had use value.

Whatever it was, since it was an erotic game, it was just connected to erotic acts. She wanted to fall into pleasure no matter what. Before Ray could refuse again, she first seduced him by stroking his crotch.

“Master, if you teach me, I can do it.”

At her bright eyes, Ray’s face hardened like ice. In contrast, the corners of the man’s mouth sitting across from her, gulping down liquor, rose slyly. 

What on earth was this about?

Ray, who had been giving her angry looks in various ways, no longer protected her. It felt like he had reached the end of his patience and was about to explode.

“Strip, then.”

The cynical voice pierced into her brain. She didn’t even know if this was a situation where she should feel sorry to Ray. He was this angry, yet she was aroused by that appearance. In the end, she swallowed dry saliva and nodded without a trace of guilt.