I tended to Isabelle as I explored deeper into the cave.
‘Found it.’
On a wall especially thick with thorny vines was the Big-Dick Herb from [Kunoichi’s Circumstances].
‘Now all I need is Isabelle’s urine.’
I watched Isabelle closely.
No matter that I was her husband, asking my wife for urine was an extremely awkward thing to do.
‘The effect should be kicking in soon.’
I felt sorry for Isabelle, but I had mixed Golden Flower, which had a diuretic effect, into the tea she drank.
It must have worked well. As time passed, Isabelle’s expression grew increasingly distressed.
"Nngh?!"
"Isabelle, is something bothering you?"
"Well..."
Isabelle was reluctant to answer.
Rose’s Punishment left her unable to move her own body, but entrusting even her urination to a man was another matter entirely.
Still, her bladder had reached its limit. She could not keep holding it any longer.
"Um, excuse me..."
Isabelle stood at a crossroads.
Would she keep holding it and end up wetting herself midway, or entrust her body to me, her husband?
"I... need to pee."
In the end, Isabelle entrusted herself to me.
It seemed she had chosen to ask me for help despite her embarrassment rather than pee on my back halfway through.
"Understood. I’ll help you relieve yourself."
"I-I’m sorry."
"There’s no need to be. Urinating is natural. You don’t need to be embarrassed or apologize."
I lifted Isabelle so she could urinate.
Then I spread her legs toward the thorny vines.
"Nngh... I-I’m embarrassed."
"Please bear with it for just a little longer."
Perhaps because it was such an embarrassing position, Isabelle squeezed her eyes tightly shut.
"You can go now."
"Yes..."
She was so tense that Isabelle could not pee for quite some time.
"I’m sorry."
"I’ll help you let it out."
"Hyaa?!"
I caressed Isabelle’s lower belly to help her pee.
Then, making all the restraint until now seem pointless, a stream of bright yellow urine poured out.
"Haaaaaaah!"
‘That moan is insane.’
I had felt this way before, but Isabelle’s voice was clear and beautiful.
Her moans alone were enough to make me hard.
Riiip—
As the urine of Isabelle, who was perfect in body, mind, and spirit, touched them, the thorny vines split apart in two.
‘Finally...’
Just like in the game, sunlight filled the hidden space so brightly that it was hard to believe it was inside a cave, and all manner of plants grew there.
At its center stood an orange plant with a flower bud as large as a man’s forearm. That was the Big-Dick Herb I had been searching for so desperately.
. . .
I wanted to consume the Big-Dick Herb immediately, but for Isabelle’s safety, I held that urge back.
‘Just in case.’
As I gathered up the Big-Dick Herb, I also collected the lilies growing beside it.
‘This was the reason Sumire originally came here.’
These lilies, which Sumire had picked for a child from the village, had never been shown to possess any particular ability, but their fragrance was unparalleled.
‘Unlike those dangerous pink flowers outside.’
I picked several lilies for Isabelle, who was suffering from the shame of having peed in front of her husband.
Then I carefully wove them into a flower crown.
"Isabelle."
"Yes."
"Did you enjoy today?"
I placed the flower crown on her head.
Isabelle froze like a broken cat, then quietly answered.
"I... enjoyed it."
"I’m glad to hear that."
Once our entire date had come to an end, I took Isabelle back to her family home.
Adelia was preparing dinner there.
‘I don’t see Isolde.’
The eldest daughter, who should have been helping her mother prepare dinner, was nowhere to be seen.
‘Did she go see John?’
Knowing Isolde’s personality, she had probably gone straight to the village chief and demanded that he let her marry John.
Of course, the village chief would never marry his only son off to Isolde.
"Damn it!"
Isolde returned home in the middle of dinner.
Judging by her expression, things had not gone well, just as I expected.
"This is all your fault!"
The moment she saw Isabelle, Isolde grabbed something and threw it.
Naturally, I threw myself in front of it and blocked it.
"Isolde! What do you think you’re doing?!"
Adelia raised her voice at Isolde’s sudden behavior, but Isolde had the nerve to get angry instead.
"Shut up! Why did you give birth to that thing and make my life such a pain?!"
At Isolde’s words, Adelia seemed too speechless to say anything.
Apparently displeased with that response from her mother, Isolde headed for her bed.
"Isolde... At least have dinner. It’s bird meat, and it’s delicious."
"I don’t want it! And I told you I like rabbit meat!"
"..."
If beautiful trash were personified, it would probably look like that.
"Phew... Ian, I’ll apologize in her place."
"No. As long as Isabelle is safe, I don’t care."
I wanted to beat her until dust flew off her, but I could not bring myself to do that in front of Adelia.
‘When I get the chance, I need to make her pay for everything she’s done.’
In [A Country Village’s Circumstances], Isolde’s selfish personality is especially prominent.
No matter how pretty she was, her personality was so fucking awful that everyone had no choice but to avoid her.
Ian, who at least had a good personality, had indulged her temperament, but even that was something she had kicked away with her own feet.
‘Because of that, Isabelle was abandoned in the mountains, and Adelia became a whore.’
Everything would be solved if I just got rid of Isolde, but unfortunately, family ties were not so easily severed.
"I’m sorry."
"What?"
"My sister must be having a hard time because of me. If I weren’t here, she probably would have gotten married long ago..."
Isabelle believed that she was the reason Isolde had gotten angry.
For Isabelle, whose delicate expression was filled with guilt, I gently took her hand.
"Don’t say that. Without you, Isabelle, I could never have known the love I have now."
"But..."
"And even without you, Isolde would not have managed a proper marriage."
In truth, Rose’s Punishment was a major reason Isolde had been unable to marry John.
But Isolde’s selfish personality could not be ignored, either.
If Isolde had been an obedient woman, John would have used any means necessary to persuade his father, the village chief, and marry her.
‘But he couldn’t, and that’s how this mess happened.’
Isolde believed that anything could be forgiven as long as she was pretty, so that personality of hers probably would not be easily fixed.
Then, something suddenly occurred to me.
‘If I cure Isabelle’s incurable illness, won’t she become prettier than Isolde?’
It was possible.
Isabelle was the daughter of Adelia, once the village’s greatest beauty, and the younger sister of Isolde, the village’s current greatest beauty.
Rose’s Punishment concealed her beauty, but she was by no means ugly.
‘If I cure Isabelle’s incurable illness, Isolde will get another chance to marry John, and that woman will surely curse Isolde.’
If that happened, I could move the scenario for teaching Isolde a proper lesson forward by a step.
The problem was that even a bishop-class priest could not cure Rose’s Punishment.
There was a reason it was classified as an incurable illness.
‘But it would be different with Angel’s Rest.’
Angel’s Rest.
A small lake that appeared in [A Returnee Hero’s Circumstances]. Once a year, during a lunar eclipse, an angel who had led the sun’s shadow by the goddess’s command visited the lake to wash the ash from its body. Whoever was the first to enter the lake after the angel departed could heal any illness or injury.
‘It’s practically a pseudo-elixir.’
If I remembered correctly, Angel’s Rest was hidden in a mountain north of Entiel Village.
‘It’s a little far, but it’s a distance worth enduring for Isabelle.’
Still, I would need to plan it in advance around the date of the lunar eclipse.
One wrong move, and I would waste an entire year.
‘The Church of the Sun can help me determine the date.’
Solar and lunar eclipses were extremely significant commemorative days to the Church of the Sun.
If I built up enough merit, they would surely tell me the date of the lunar eclipse.
"Isabelle, say "Ah" again."
"Nngh, my mother could do it..."
"I want to do it for you."
As I fed Isabelle, I organized everything I needed to do from here on.
. . .
After arriving at the campsite, I finally prepared to consume the Big-Dick Herb.
[Big-Dick Herb (???)]
- A medicinal herb brimming with yang energy.
Since unlocking the pharmacist profession, I had been able to appraise items, limited to medicinal herbs.
Thanks to that, I could see information that was unavailable when playing Sumire, the protagonist of [Kunoichi’s Circumstances].
"That description is awfully brief."
Still, my level was too low to see much information.
"It’s a waste to eat it like this, but I have no choice."
Normally, spiritual medicines had to be prepared through special methods to be properly absorbed.
But I was far too lacking in skill to turn the Big-Dick Herb into a complete spiritual medicine.
‘Not that I can entrust it to someone else.’
What mattered to me was not my stats, anyway. It was escaping my tiny dick and becoming well-endowed.
"Then, I’ll gratefully eat this."
I carefully put the Big-Dick Herb into my mouth.
Munch, munch.
I chewed the Big-Dick Herb thoroughly and waited for the effects.
"So far, I don’t feel anyth—Ghk?!"
In an instant, pain surged through my stomach as if it had caught fire.
I imagined this was what it would feel like to eat raw lava.
‘I’m going to die. No joke, I’m really going to die.’
A question arose in my mind.
This was completely different from the effect when Sumire ate it in the game.
‘Why? What’s different between me and Sumire?’
Compared to Ian, Sumire was undeniably heroic-class talent.
Even if there were ten Ians, they would not stand a chance against one Sumire.
But differences in stats did not change the conditions for consuming spiritual medicine.
‘What the hell is it?’
The pain gradually began to stab into my mind.
Just when I thought I might really die like this—
[ "Ian, medicinal herbs basically grow in mutual harmony with one another." ]
A flashback passed before my eyes.
And it was not my flashback, but one belonging to Ian, the original owner of this body.
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