Chapter 44: 44. Lifting a Big-Breasted, Silver-Haired, Blue-Eyed Elf...

At dawn, just as the sun was beginning to rise.

"Grrrraaaaa..."

"Uuuaaaaa..."

"Grrrgle..."

The sounds of undead echoed through a place that was not even in the fortieth floors of the labyrinth.

"Meidel... what time is it now?"

"Uuuu... uuugh..."

"..."

"It’s seven o’clock..."

The guild employees, forced to stay up all night for days on end, were groaning as though they had been cursed by a lich.

Of course, Sylvia realized that they had not actually turned into undead; this was a kind of protest.

Sighing, Sylvia clutched her head and shook it.

"Just hang on a little longer..."

Beep, beep, beep.

Just then, a distress signal came through Sylvia’s adventurer plate.

The adventurer plate directly linked to Ryu-o.

Instantly wide awake, Sylvia turned to look at Meidel.

"Meidel!!"

"Eek! Wh-what is it?!"

"Today... what day is it today?!"

"Huh? It’s the first, Master..."

Meidel clutched her throbbing head.

No matter how busy she had been, she could not believe she had forgotten that promise.

Sylvia shouted at the staff.

"Everyone, get some sleep in the duty room for a little while..."

"Yes, Master!"

Scurry.

"...?"

The people who had been making undead noises only moments ago were nowhere to be seen, while the receptionists fled with remarkable speed.

With her expression brightening, Sylvia grabbed Meidel by the nape as she was heading off to sleep.

"Kehk! Master! Whyyy?!"

"Bring me two [Banshee’s Cloaks], and don’t write them in the checkout log... I have somewhere to use them for a moment."

Meidel kept glancing at the duty room, but swallowed her curiosity.

So she could get even a little more sleep.

Her lips sticking out in a pout, Meidel soon brought back one cloak.

A vein bulged on Sylvia’s forehead as she snapped at Meidel.

"Hey! I told you to bring two! Good grief... do you know how much mana the vault barrier takes—"

"I-I know! The Magic Tower took the rest back to recharge them!!"

"... What? Huh?"

Sylvia’s eyes went wild. She grabbed Meidel and shook her hard.

"Why?! When did they even use them that they took them back?! What... what am I supposed to do now?!"

"Aaaah! Master! The mages used them when they went to investigate the tenth floor!!"

There had never been such an absurdly unfair stroke of bad luck.

To put it simply, a [Banshee’s Cloak] was just a ghost cloak.

A cloak that erased its wearer’s presence and made them invisible.

Its only drawbacks were that it was incredibly expensive to make and consumed a great deal of mana.

The wearer would suffer mana exhaustion in an instant, so the cloak had been altered to use rechargeable mana instead.

There was another problem: it did not activate on the wearer’s clothes.

But if one became naked, it turned them invisible... It was an incredible item.

Back when the Magic Tower had sold several [Banshee’s Cloaks], the Labyrinth City had briefly become a city of crime. After that, the guild had collected them and taken over their management.

And now, because of the recent incident, those cloaks had gone back to the Magic Tower to be recharged.

At that ridiculously perfect coincidence, Sylvia’s lips trembled.

"N-no... If Ryu-o gets caught... Arin will split me, split me in half... and the guild will be cut in half too... Ah, ahh..."

Her exhausted brain and weary body led Sylvia into delusions.

Wondering what was wrong with her again, Meidel glared at Sylvia, put down the cloak, and quietly headed toward the duty room...

"Meidel! What time is it now?!"

"You startled me! It’s 7:10..."

"I’m late!!!"

Meidel frowned as Sylvia suddenly began stripping off her clothes.

"Ugh..."

"Huh?"

"Seriously, could you at least go undress in the changing room..."

Considering one woman had just been made to see another woman naked, Meidel was being rather kind.

Still, the reaction as though she had seen something disgusting hurt Sylvia.

Sylvia had already been losing confidence in her body lately.

She was putting on weight, her breasts had gotten bigger and stretched out her clothes, and her once-firm thighs had become soft...

She had never even dated once, yet her body was becoming so indecent. Naturally, she was terribly worried.

At this rate, every man would run away...

"Master... I don’t know what this is about, but isn’t it urgent?"

"Gasp! I-I’m leaving in secret! Don’t put down that I’m going out!!"

Meidel smiled brightly as she watched Sylvia hurriedly throw on the cloak and leave.

"Come back slowly..."

Tears welled in Sylvia’s eyes as she rushed outside.

Ah... if I get stabbed for sexual harassment... I should just accept it.

It could not be helped.

The reason she was going this far was because a guild employee had once secretly headed to the labyrinth in the early hours of the first.

After that, an unwritten rule had emerged: on the first of every month, guild employees did not loiter around.

If people find out that I, the Guildmaster, gave someone special treatment...

It would not just be her neck on the line. The guillotine would...

L-let’s hurry! I’m late!

Gritting her teeth, Sylvia headed for the portal.

**

"Ryu-o! Y-you need to take your clothes off quickly! P-people!!! If we’re caught, our lives will be over!!!"

Seeing Ryu-o staring blankly, Sylvia shouted in a small but desperate voice.

"Hurry! I’ll explain later! The labyrinth will open soon!"

"Ah, yes!"

Perhaps he could sense Sylvia’s urgency. Without knowing what was going on, Ryu-o shoved his clothes into his inventory.

Then Ryu-o’s naked body was revealed, densely packed with muscle...

..........

Gulp!

Sylvia’s mind went blank for a moment.

Thick muscles, with solid muscles densely packed between them.

His pectorals were sharply defined in a perfect shape, and the abs beneath them bulged like armor made by a god.

And beneath those, between his split thigh muscles, was a huge... arm? Huh?

"..."

"Master!"

"..."

"Master?!"

At Ryu-o’s hand on her shoulder, Sylvia thrust her waist backward and trembled all over.

"Ugh... I-I’m sorry!"

Her uterus suddenly clenched tight, and Sylvia slapped herself across the cheek.

Smack!

"G-get in here, quickly!"

"Huh? Ah, yes!"

Sylvia spread the large cloak open and rose onto her tiptoes, but...

"Um, lower your head! Quickly!"

Only after Ryu-o bent his head could she barely wrap the cloak around him.

Trembling, Sylvia tightly wrapped her arms around Ryu-o’s waist.

Then came the sound of footsteps.

Step, step.

"Ten minutes until opening! Please send them in one party at a time this time!"

"You little shit, then you go handle the people outside!"

"No, sir... after the mess last time..."

"...happened!"

"A-alright, I get it!"

The guards, who had been shouting back and forth with someone outside, took up position right in front of the portal.

Sylvia shook violently at the guards’ arrival five minutes earlier than expected.

Squeeze...! Tremble, tremble, tremble...

Without even realizing that her breasts were pressed tightly against Ryu-o, or that something had pushed between her thighs, Sylvia held him fiercely.

Then Ryu-o’s hand touched her slender back.

Pat, pat...

Ah...

As his broad body and large hand touched her back, Sylvia’s racing heart began to calm.

Could a person really be this kind...? A naked woman was pressing her body against him, and he was comforting her like this.

He was the ideal man: a man who could understand and embrace a woman.

When Sylvia looked up, she saw Ryu-o’s face, flushed red as he firmly pressed his lips together.

There was no sign of disgust on his face. He simply looked embarrassed.

The heart that had just begun to settle started pounding again.

Thump, thump, thump!

After all, a healthy woman could not help becoming aroused at that sight.

Without realizing it, Sylvia gently rubbed her now-damp thighs together.

In that instant...

Spring! Pressss!

Ryu-o’s thing forcefully pushed apart the space between her thighs.

!!!!?!?!!?!!?

It lifted Sylvia’s mound tightly, protruding between her buttocks.

Feeling its burning heat and raised veins directly, Sylvia...

"Hyaah...♥"

Let out a pathetic sound no woman should make.

At that, the guards tilted their heads and looked at each other.

"Just now..."

"Yeah, was I the only one who heard that?"

Seeing the guards grip their spears and scan their surroundings, both of them held their breath.

Ryu-o squeezed his eyes shut, grabbed behind Sylvia’s knees, and lifted her up.

????!?!??!

Ryu-o shook his head and signaled to her with his eyes.

Sylvia clamped her mouth shut.

Holding Sylvia up, Ryu-o carefully began to move outside.

Fortunately, neither of them wore shoes, so there were no footsteps.

But...

Rub... rub... slurp...♥

There was no helping the way their bodies rubbed together.

Sylvia clenched her teeth as tears formed in her eyes.

Because her sensitive spot was being rubbed against his hot shaft.

The scorching sensation made Sylvia’s toes stiffen.

The sounds gradually became more erotic.

Slurp♥ Slurp♥ Squish♥

Sylvia felt it was terribly unfair.

She was certain there was no woman who could endure rubbing naked against a man with a face and body like that.

And a handsome man who desired her despite her pathetic body?

That was the sort of fantasy man who only appeared in filthy novels.

Twitching, Sylvia could only stare blankly at that fantasy man.

Trickle...♥

Without realizing that a stream of thin fluid had run down her.

"Um..."

!!!!

Ryu-o suddenly spoke, startling Sylvia into looking around.

They were currently in a deserted alleyway.

Having lost all track of time, Sylvia opened her mouth.

"S-sorr..."

"I’m sorry, Master. You aren’t uncomfortable, are you??"

"Huh? What?"

At that unexpected response, Sylvia...

Throb♥ Squeeze...!!

"Ugh, my waist..."

"I-I’m sorry!"

Without realizing it, she had tightly wrapped her legs around Ryu-o.

**

In the deserted alleyway, the Guildmaster’s flushed red face floated in midair as she bowed her head to me.

"I will make sure... this never happens again."

"No... It is an understandable situation."

Master said she had forgotten to bring her clothes.

That was why she had been wearing that [Banshee’s Cloak] directly on her body.

...It was awkward. I had no idea what I was supposed to say.

Still, it was fine since neither of us mentioned it.

It seemed we were silently agreeing to let it pass.

I overcame the awkward atmosphere and spoke.

"...Shall we go to the guild? I have a lot of items I want appraised."

Master nodded, then froze.

"Yes, let’s go... Ah. I’m sorry. It’s Sunday, so the appraiser isn’t working today."

The Labyrinth City... treated its workers surprisingly well.

Right. Appraisers were people too, so they needed to rest.

"What about the church...?"

"If you are seeking essence rather than treatment, they are not operating..."

It did not matter. It was only a little inconvenient.

Then Master’s eyes lit up, and she nodded.

"If you leave them with me, I’ll have them appraised by tomorrow! You can just come and collect them."

"I have quite a lot of items. Will that be alright?"

"Haha, my subspace only has pipes and herbs in it anyway. There’s plenty of room! And as an apology, I’ll pay the appraisal fees!"

The Guildmaster seemed somehow pleased. Since she was offering to do it for free, I decided to accept.

I handed Master the items one at a time.

Flutter, flutter.

The cloak parted slightly now and then, revealing flashes of bare flesh, but I had not seen a thing.

This is driving me crazy... Why is she so defenseless...? And why are her breasts so... ha...

I had been way too healthy lately. Was it because of demonic cultivation?

"Um... Ryu-o... well..."

I was dying of embarrassment from the faint sight of the wet trail running between her thighs.

Elves were a race I had only ever seen in subculture media... And an elf like that...

Was she doing this on purpose? I already belonged to someone...

"Ryu-o... I-I can’t fit any more in..."

Her voice, strangely erotic and on the verge of tears, startled me.

"Huh??? Wh-what can’t?"

Master, holding an armful of items, spoke with a troubled expression.

"My subspace... is full..."

"Ah..."

You said there was plenty of room! Damn it!

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