D*mn. Seeing the floor getting dirty, Haniel tried to close her legs, but her s*x, not following its owner’s will, puckered and more lumps gushed out.

Haniel’s entire body turned red under Regan’s gaze, which had become fierce at some point. As if she were showing him her excretion.

Regan caught Haniel from behind.

The man’s hand warmly embracing the lower abdomen of Haniel, who was much shorter, as he attached his large body behind her.

“Where are you trying to go?”

“I’ll wash up first.”

“Hmm…”

Regan glanced down at the floor where Haniel was standing.

The wooden floor was a mess with sticky liquid flowing down from her right above.

Regan’s licking gaze was now fixed on Haniel’s swollen p*ssy, his seed flowing from it, and her legs convulsing as if in cl*max.

“You seem to need help.”

“That…”

“Can you stand properly?”

It’s because of you!

Haniel, who was about to retort, suddenly froze. Then she meekly replied to Regan, who was firmly holding her body.

“Of… course. I can stand. See? I’m standing well, right?”

There was urgency in her voice.

Because she could feel something slippery and enormous, fully *rect, poking her lower back.

Regan, with a hint of laughter in his voice, murmured softly at that answer.

“Yes, indeed… I didn’t know you were so good at making things stand.”

Squish. As he now began to rub and shake gently, Haniel became more desperate.

“No, really, I don’t need help! I can stand, okay? I’m fine!”

“Are you sure…? I can wash you.”

“Huh? Uh… no? I’ll wash myself. You don’t need to help. Absolutely certain. Hey, go in. Stay right there!”

At this rate, she would really be ruined.

Had Haniel rejected him too desperately? Regan narrowed his eyes as if something displeased him, but he reluctantly moved away.

“I never thought I would eagerly want to serve someone…”

“…”

“I understand for now. You should have some time to rest as well.”

Regan bent down to kiss the top of Haniel’s earlobe and withdrew.

His attitude was leisurely, as if pretending to step aside for a moment since his female was terrified and trembling like an aspen tree.

She had clearly succeeded in getting him to move away, but why didn’t it feel like success?

“Right…”

‘Some time to rest?’

Haniel quickly retreated to the bathroom with that uncomfortable feeling.

A hundred-year life? She felt worn out and tired as if she had already lived a hundred years.

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“Ah… this is really something else.”

Haniel took a quick shower, got into the bathtub, and vigorously scrubbed her slippery body with a bath towel.

The Hume Regan’s bodily fl*ids, different from human fl*ids, washed away more easily than expected, but the problem was the unknown secretions… the mixture of s*men and her own vaginal fl*ids.

Perhaps it had a characteristic of sticking thickly to prevent the female from easily removing it?

Because of this, Haniel had to focus for quite some time on extracting s*men from her vaginal opening.

“Huu… ugh.”

Gurgle, gurgle. Thick s*men bursting out for a long time.

After removing a reasonable amount, what remained on the inner vaginal folds and in every corner wouldn’t come out properly no matter how much she contracted her sphincter, so she had to insert her hand and scrape it out.

“Phew.”

Once she was reasonably clean, she felt refreshed and also extremely tired…

Haniel refilled the bathtub and leaned back in it.

‘Do I have to go through this process every time?’

Haniel quietly sank into thought.

Questions arose about whether all interspecies mating was like this.

Mating… copulation that made one think their brain would melt from mind-blowing pleasure and ecstasy.

Even when she was undressing in his room, offering to help Regan by m*sturbating him, Haniel had not thought that full-fledged mating with him would be so intense and arduous.

Of course, before that, there had been… something between her and Regan when he first transformed from a wolf into a human form, but the pseudo-s*xual activity she experienced then and the full-fledged s*xual *ntercourse until just now were on different levels.

Every movement and the emotions flowing between them were incomparably sticky and persistent.

While trapped between the man’s thick muscles and limbs, receiving him all day long, Haniel felt through her touching skin how intense Regan’s possessiveness and obsession were as they were nakedly revealed and collided with her.

The beast’s eyes looking at her neck, ears, shoulder line, and pupils with the desire to possess and devour every part of Haniel.

It felt like becoming a living sacrifice offered to a massive beast that ancient, fragile humans had worshipped as the master of the mountain.

Phew.

As she recalled that powerful body and obsessive touch again, Haniel, her body growing hot, lifted her face above the water.

‘It’s not that I regret it, but…’

As she had said directly, she could certainly handle taking in a dog in this vast land.

However, it was inevitable that she would worry since the aftermath was much stronger than she had anticipated.

“Since you picked me up…”

“You made me go into heat, so you’re taking responsibility.”

How should one handle a dog that tries to devour its owner at all times, presenting its lower body?

‘Should I make some kind of *rection prevention ring?’

But would that man willingly wear such a thing?

As Haniel pondered this, a fiercely flashing status window notification suddenly appeared in her vision.

Flash, flash.

“Ah, yes. That’s right!”

My life force!

Splash! Excited, Haniel abruptly stood up in the bathtub.

She, who had lost sight of everything else, shouted vigorously.

“Come out, status window!”

Ding!

As soon as she shouted, with a fanfare sound, the status window that had been waiting for her to check it finally revealed itself with a pop.

Ta-da!

Ding!

Ding!

“…”

Water flowed from Haniel’s eyes.

It was hot water full of emotion…

“Washing machine.”

“Proceed.”

Her heart became magnificent…

Feeling something enter her inventory, Haniel opened the empty space with trembling hands.

The inventory piled high with miscellaneous items like a mountain.

Wood, coal, all kinds of materials, and…

“Ha…”

Haniel sighed.

There was a sparkling washing machine.

A gift-like washing machine with a red ribbon tied beautifully for all to see.

Haniel nodded.

“It’s such a beautiful gift.”

A smile naturally appeared on her face.

Normally, she would have retorted something to the annoying status window, but now she didn’t even feel like doing that.

She just felt like she would go blind from the washing machine’s appearance.

Neither the status window, nor her aching pelvis, nor anything else could stop her soaring feelings at this moment.

And so Haniel became the owner of a washing machine.

Her first washing machine, obtained after a full two years since falling into this world.

It was the first home appliance that perfectly matched the house she had created.