Chapter 54: 54. Cut the Bullshit!

Last night, the moment I got home, I started emitting different energies from each hand.

My master’s legs gave out, and she sank straight down onto the bare floor.

After that, my clothes came off, she checked me all over, and I had to demonstrate it for her again and again right in front of her.

It was complete chaos.

I knew it was something absurd, but I had not expected it to be this serious.

And as for what happened to my master...

"Yuanshi Tianzun, please watch over my disciple... Please continue watching over him."

I placed a bowl of water by her bedside and looked down bitterly at my master as she prayed.

"Master, I keep telling you, I’m really fine. There isn’t anything wrong with my body."

Still prostrate on the floor, my master shook her head.

"I’m fine, so do not concern yourself with me. Go on. I will pray while you are gone."

Seeing her like this felt as though my conscience were being carved to pieces.

Unable to bear it any longer, I pulled my master to her feet and embraced her.

Squeeze!

"Ah, I said I’m fine...♥"

"Honey, if you keep acting like this, I won’t be able to leave with a clear mind."

My master lightly nibbled at my neck as she whined.

"But... what if your body bursts, or your entire dantian gets tainted by demonic art?"

"If anything goes wrong, I’ll stop immediately. But it seems too useful right now. With practice, I think I’ll be able to use it freely."

I did not want to let go of this chance to use the equivalent of two MP bars at once.

I had barely practiced it a few times. It was too precious a technique to discard.

To calm my master down, I continued patting her soothingly.

She pressed her forehead firmly against my shoulder once, then nodded.

"You are clever, so I believe you will handle it well... But never use it in actual combat. Promise me you will practice enough in front of either me or that bitch... before using it."

"I promise."

I had no intention of carelessly using a power I still could not handle properly.

Only then did my master give a bitter smile and kiss my cheek.

"Smooch! That’s a promise, right?"

"Yeah. A promise."

Honestly, I needed to pee, but I held it in and rose from my seat.

I was planning to look around a few places today.

I waved back at my master and headed for the guild.

**

Inside the guild, where nearly all the recent incidents had finally died down...

Meidel waved a stack of documents in front of the master, who looked as though an incubus had bewitched her.

"Masterrr..."

"..."

"Masteeer~"

"..."

"MAS! TER!"

"Huh? What, why? Yes."

She had been like this for three weeks now.

Sylvia, who had gone out on business, looked completely out of it—as though a real incubus had sucked her dry.

Usually, she was the one always nagging Meidel that she had no backbone and asking how a woman could possibly be so meek.

Yet she herself had ended up like this, so Meidel could not help but be suspicious.

Has she been visiting the male-prostitute district in the South lately?

There was a rumor that some drug which completely scrambled people’s minds was being secretly circulated down South...

And the women who took it apparently looked exactly like Sylvia did now.

As an old companion, Meidel could not help worrying about Sylvia.

"Look over the documents already... Master, has something been going on lately? Why are you so out of it?"

"Ah..."

With a low groan, Sylvia accepted the documents.

As Sylvia flipped through them with her mouth hanging open, she suddenly began spouting complete nonsense.

"What exactly is a man, Meidel?"

Meidel smiled faintly, now completely certain.

She got hooked good.

It seemed Sylvia had tasted the dazzling hipwork of a Southern male prostitute.

It was well known that plenty of women had gone South out of curiosity, only to hand over their entire household fortunes afterward.

Then again, Meidel had never once seen her master date anyone.

They said a late awakening was the scariest kind. Having gotten a taste of a man for the first time, her master was already...

"You little bitch... What are you thinking right now?"

"Masterrr... Did you get yourself a man?"

Meidel could not outright ask whether Sylvia had paid a man to fuck her.

Sylvia silently turned the pages, her face turning red.

Rustle...

"..."

"Huh? Where did you meet him? The South, as expected?"

"You little shit, you’re really pushing your luck!"

A vein bulged on Sylvia’s forehead as she brought her fist down on Meidel’s head.

Bam!

"Agh! Masterrr! Did I say something I shouldn’t have?"

"What does the South have to do with anything?! Huh?!"

"What’s wrong with it? Plenty of adventurers have even married male prostitutes!"

"He isn’t a male prostitute!"

Meidel was startled to see Sylvia defending him so fiercely that veins stood out in her neck.

"G-Good heavens! Who is it? Seriously?"

What wonderful news! Her old-maid master was finally getting married!

The thought that workaholic Sylvia might actually leave work early had Meidel’s face blooming with delight.

"Master! What kind of man is he? Tell me!"

Far too bashfully for her age, Sylvia shrank back with a flushed face.

"I-It isn’t like that..."

That was exactly how a lovestruck teenage girl would react... Just as I thought!

"Wow, so you really do have someone!"

"I said we aren’t like that..."

Whether they were that kind of relationship or some other kind did not matter to Meidel.

She simply wanted her companion to get married already.

With a lump on the top of her head, Meidel smiled kindly at her master.

"If you aren’t that kind of relationship yet, then you should make it one, shouldn’t you, Master?"

Meidel expected Sylvia to tell her to shut up and get back to work, but Sylvia lowered her head and mumbled miserably instead.

"How could someone like me ever dare..."

"D-Do you like a nobleman or something?"

"It isn’t that..."

"Then what’s the problem?"

What could possibly make our master feel inferior?

She was pretty, had big breasts, and made good money.

Her thighs and belly had gotten a little chubby lately, but...

She was a bit older, but she was a half-elf, so that was fine!

Hmm, someone like Master was more than good enough! She was the very definition of a capable woman!

"Someone like you is plenty good enough, Master!"

After letting out a damp, heavy sigh, Sylvia went to the window and lit her pipe.

Sizzle!

"Haa... No, Meidel. Let’s just work."

Just as Meidel decided this would not do and was about to press the issue...

Bang!

"Ryu-oo~♥!!"

"????????????"

At the sight of Sylvia opening the window and making that strange nasal sound, Meidel’s entire body froze.

Sylvia swiftly hid her pipe, flashed a radiant smile, and headed outside.

Watching all of Sylvia’s worries vanish in an instant, Meidel thought...

No way???!?!?

How could Sylvia be interested in that young, handsome rookie—Arin’s disciple, someone the young lady of the House of Duke Velatus had taken notice of, and who was acquainted with the Heavenly Demon?

Meidel had thought she merely liked men of a suitable age.

But the reality was...

"N-No, Master..."

All Meidel could picture was the guild splitting in half and shattering to pieces.

**

The moment I arrived in front of the guild, the master opened the door wide for me as usual.

Her sparkling eyes, flushed cheeks, and an outfit that was hard to look at without feeling awkward...

"Ryu-o!"

I nearly lost my mind, but barely pulled myself together and returned her greeting.

"Hello, Master. How did you know I was coming...?"

"Ah, I happened to be looking out the window... What a coincidence. Haha."

Did she spend all day looking out the window? Surely not...

Putting it down as nothing, I followed the guild master inside.

The guild members stared blankly at me as I received special treatment.

Their gazes were a little burdensome, so I hurried after the master.

"Come in."

When the master opened the door, the vacant-eyed secretary stared at me blankly.

"Haha..."

"Meidel, go make us two cups of tea."

"Yeees~ I suppose I should~"

Watching the secretary trudge away, I asked,

"Is she all right?"

The master gave a sweet smile.

"She gets like that sometimes, so do not worry."

Well, if her companion said she was fine, it probably was nothing serious.

Once we were seated, the master said with a beaming smile,

"I have exchanged all the items you left with us last time for gold coins."

The master took out the gold coins and nodded.

Clink... jingle.

"Thirty-two gold coins. I thoroughly concealed their origin, so do not worry."

That was an enormous sum for someone who had merely swept through floors six through ten.

Suppressing the corners of my mouth as they tried to rise, I tucked the money pouch into my clothes.

"Thank you, Master. You really are someone I can trust with this."

The master’s lips loosened into a silly grin, but she gave a small shake of her head.

"Not at all. It was not difficult. Ah, more importantly, an invitation has arrived from the House of Duke Velatus."

It had finally come. Time for my reward.

Considering my considerable contribution, there ought to be a fairly good reward waiting for me.

"May I ask what the reward is?"

The master spoke with a slight smile.

"I do not know either. However, the young lady personally decided this reward, so you may look forward to it."

Her words made my heart pound with anticipation.

The person who casually handed out the essence of [Night Vision] herself had decided the reward?

I had no choice but to trust in my generous patron.

"When can I collect it?"

"A banquet will be held in three days, so you may come then. Normally, we would send a carriage to your residence, but if that would be inconvenient, we can have one waiting at the guild."

Three days from now would be the twenty-eighth.

More than enough time.

But there was one thing bothering me.

"Do I need to pay special attention to what I wear? Like matching a certain color, for instance?"

I had not expected there to be a banquet.

All I had at home were comfortable martial outfits. I did not want to be the only one standing out at a place where everyone else wore suits.

Apparently understanding from my expression, the master nodded.

"The ducal estate will lend you something. If you tell me your measurements, I will contact them."

Would they understand if I said extra-large?

My martial clothes were loose, so I had never needed to worry about it, and I did not know the sizing standards here.

"I don’t really know my measurements."

"What? W-Well, that can happen. Haha~"

Embarrassment washed over me, as though I did not even know basic common sense.

Seeing my expression, the master was startled and waved her hands.

"I-I’ll send the clothes you lent me last time to the ducal estate! So please do not worry!"

Was the master a genius or something?

"Then I would be grateful. Please take care of it for me."

The master smacked her lips a few times, then shook her head briskly and smiled.

"Do not mention it! That concludes our business!"

Right. That seductive atmosphere I had sensed last time must have just been my imagination.

If the master had suddenly said she would take my measurements, I had been prepared to refuse, but apparently it had all been nothing but my own pointless fantasy.

Just as we smiled at each other and I was about to stand up...

"Um, excuse me!"

Wondering what it was, I asked,

"Yes?"

The master fidgeted with her hands and glanced at me from the corner of her eye.

"Would you... perhaps like to have a meal together...?"

Her timid voice and flushed cheeks.

A sight stirring enough that no man could refuse it.

I bit the inside of my cheek and replied calmly.

"Haha, I’m sorry, Master. I already have plans."

"Ah... That was presumptuous of me!"

I looked away from the master, who was visibly disappointed.

"Then I will see you in three days."

I rose from my seat and quickly opened the door...

Creeeak!

"Aaaagh!!!"

The secretary, who had been leaning against the other side of the door, fell over and splashed tea all over my pants.

Freshly brewed tea, still steaming.

In other words, it was fucking hot.

Splash!

"Aaaah! Water! Cold water!"

"I-I’m sorry! Right away! I’ll bring some right away!!!"

"Ryu-o!"

With frantic hands, the master groped at my pants and pulled them down.

"N-No! If this body gets hurt..."

"M-Master! Calm down!"

Seriously, cut the bullshit!

I screamed inwardly as I cursed the world, but no one heard me.

Grope, grope.

As slender fingers touched my cock, they gradually tightened around it...

"Are you all right, Ryu-o?!"

"Water! Here’s water!!!"

Splaash!

With my pants off, I ended up looking like a drenched rat.

Thankfully, my thighs were burning hot and the water was cold, so I did not suffer the misfortune of getting hard.

But I was now in a humiliating state for anyone else to see.

"Ah..."

I spoke to the two people staring blankly at me.

"Could you please look away?"

"I-I’m sorry!!!"

The secretary immediately flattened herself against the floor, while the master turned her head and held out a large towel.

I had no idea why she was carrying one around, but the timing was remarkably appropriate.

"...Thank you."

"Y-You’re welcooome...♥"

"...?"

"Ahem! Do not mention it."

I did not see the master fidgeting her legs and thrusting her hips far back.

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