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Chapter 6: Hungry and Thirsty Emergency Food

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It would be a lie to say I am a bastard, just like it would be a lie to say I was a complete marshmallow when it comes to being nice.

No, I am stuck in the middle of morality and depravity and, at the same time, also of vindictiveness and chillness. This little intro is based on a very simple matter: Eula saw me fuck Venti in the ass. How much did she see? Not much. Venti told me that no mention of him being Barbatos had been made or anything suspicious about him going full girl for a while. So yes, she is a peeping tom, but didn't see enough to screw with the plot. After all, Venti was already planning to have a talk with people about his real status and he didn't need anyone leaking his reveal.

I don't know why, or why. But it was happening. So... good on Barbatos, I suppose.

Still, it made for an interesting development. One that even Klee noticed as Eula was just staring at me with so much worry for herself, and her eyes would widen all the time I would look at her, tensing up for some reaction from me. Few times the bomb-expert would inquire why she was staring at me so much, and the older knight just blurted out that she thought she saw a butterfly on me. Or another bug.

Ah, to be clumsy enough to get the right answers to trick Klee. It just made me more invested in 'punishing' her. Eula knew I knew that she knew of my sexual skills that I displayed on the bi-sexed femboy. And it made for an amusing reason to tease her to death.

Let's be honest here, women's rights... legit good.

There's nothing wrong with that. But when it comes to being equal, there's nothing more compelling than behave around women like you would with your homies. Just with a sprinkle of closeness that would make you gay if it was about dealing with a man.

It was all in the simplicity, it was like I was poking at her boobs and making it pass like an accident.

Dealing with the illiterate ones? Take a moment to stretch and grab the sword-wielding Knight's attention to provide some unwarranted ogling at my muscular self.

Slimes? Washing over with some water any left-over of the slimy bastards and let the liquid glisten my hot bod until she was actively salivating.

The end of either of those activities? Let towels be given. That sounds quite innocuous, but it wasn't. Klee happily used it to dry up her hair since the hat created a heat zone within the heat zone, leaving the poor kid with a small sea of sweat to deal with at times. Nothing that she was unfamiliar to deal with. But for Eula? She hardly used cloth to wash mid-training or on-duty. She hardly was outside beyond this assignment, and she would use the bathroom rather than take a moment to clean up with a towel.

Sadly, I didn't have a bathroom. And she had to take the towel because the sun was a bitch in this world. Eula took some time to work around the mere piece of cloth, but she soon realized how this was all a ploy to tease her closely. She was confused when I didn't walk away when she returned the piece to me.

I raised my arm, pointing at my armpit and she frowned.

"I-I am fine about it."

I shook my head, showing my rebuttal and causing her to falter. Gulping nervously, she surrendered to that tiny humiliation. I didn't even ask her to let me do it, I was just expecting her to do that on her own, but I could tell her brain was cooking under the heat and the arousal that she wasn't exactly thinking straight. Pits in display, the girl shuddered as I carefully did that chore for her.

Eula was absolutely adorable. And hot.

And then got even more entertaining when the 'Amber Accident' happened. I did mention already that Amber had been giddy to make up for her poor first impression by tagging along for one of those anti-Hilichurl campaign. She was absolutely focused on the task, like a good outrider should be. I was, obviously, mesmerized by her frame. She was no chubby or curvy girl, but that butt was just pure pleasant to stare at.

Klee was focused on the murdering, but Eula? Oh, Eula did notice where I was looking. And within her uneasy self, the seed of jealousy came forth in quite the peculiar manner. She started to 'hit' back. First by trying to compete with Amber while showing her butt more, then by actually keeping close enough to take poses without the two other party members noticing and then, finally, she went all in with what I would define a masterful fuck-up.

As Amber went back to Monstadt with Klee, Eula kept behind for a simple request: "C-Can I use your shower?"

A surprising request, but not one that I hadn't expected. She wanted to hit big, and she knew she had to create the situation where attention could be drawn to her. The issue? When we got back to my hut, I discovered that visitors were there too. John Impact and Paimon were there, and looking for information.

I hadn't exactly gone too deep with the plot when about Genshin, but I think I had good reasons to frown hard when he was looking for some dandelion seeds around for a quest from the Adventurers' Guild. I don't want to sound... apocalyptic, but isn't there a blue-feathered Spyro killing people around or am I missing something essential about some flowers' seeds?

Still, Aether was off to check the near hill that I remember seeing a few of those peculiar flowers, leaving Paimon behind much to my surprise. Why? She was hungry, and she was nagging him. I suppose that stuff like the menus and other shit that were directly tied to Paimon were not a thing in this universe.

Fair enough, but still, I had a floating gremlin that was earnest to raid my cupboard for something to eat. And that's where the funniest scene possible happened. Eula came back, clean and all, but wearing just a towel. And she looked quite serious and determined there.

"We need to talk."

Paimon tensed up from a few meters away from her, mouth shut by a piece of bread stuck in there.

I shrugged, appearing questioning of what she wanted and the knight sighed. "Look, I get it. You and Venti know I have seen you two being intimate, but being this... forward- it's just upsetting. And I know you are smart enough to plan this much teasing on me. Why?"

Paper on hand, the answer was soon delivered.

You are getting too intense into me. Why?

She snorted. "Why would it matter?"

Because you're stalking me.

Eula frowned and took a moment to think about it.

"I-I am not stalking you."

You definitely are.

"I was just looking around, trying to see if you hadn't planned to do something to Venti and..."

And Paimon is watching this drama while munching on bread.

And you saw us fuck.

Her face burned red.

"Y-Yes."

And you watched us for long.

"Yes," She muttered with a weaker tone.

And you were playing with yourself.

"I was but-Uh..." Eula hesitated, and I pressed on.

And you were doing it too in the shower. Why are you so much into me?

"...I need someone that tends to my needs. Not a boyfriend- not a serious commitment. At least, not yet."

...Wait, did I hear right?

You want me to be your fuck-buddy?

"I... I am not familiar with-"

Friend-with-benefits. The guy on the side that you can fuck without having to care about deeper responsibilities.

Gulping nervously, Eula nodded. "Y-yeah."

Heh, sounds legit enough to me.

When you are free at the end of a shift, we could met at the entrance of Monstadt. You and I will take a moment to talk and then try something.

"I should- should be off-duty the evening of Tuesday."

Two days from now. Good enough for me.

It's a date then.

"Y-Yes!" She exclaimed, then realized what she just said. "I-I mean-"

It's fine. I swear, you're easy.

She pouted as she went back to pick her clothes, dress up and then left with a small smile forming as she said goodbye. A few quiet minutes passed and... Paimon bolted to approach me, looking quite surprised and intrigued about a few things.

"You actually did it with Venti? But isn't he a boy?"

"If there's a hole, there's hope. Plus, he is a boy that likes being a girl during sex."

"That's quite unusual," Paimon remarked. "Paimon heard a lot about people doing it, but to know that boys could do it together... Wait, what's with that look?"

"You know what sex is?"

We are talking about someone that was known to be Emergency Food in relation to her childish never-ending stomach. She was not supposed to know that. At least, not with that frame attached to that mindset.

She huffed, almost offended. "O-Of course I do. Paimon may look small, but she has been around a lot. I mean I am no child-"

"But you look like one."

"I... I do. Yes."

...

"You find that limiting in terms of companionship?"

Surprise appeared on her expression.

"I- Y-Yes. I mean, it's not like I am actively looking but," She paused, then groaned. "Is it wrong for Paimon to want to not be treated as a kid and actually be an adult?"

I never concerned myself with the thought of kid-looking adult having that sort of thought. But the issue wasn't even about consent at that point. It was physical.

"Depends on who you are looking for. You may not be a kid, but that little body is going to do you no favor when it comes to proper sex," I replied flatly. "Unless you want to die skewered on a cock."

She flinched at that. "T-That's also why Paimon held back. There's no one with the right size!"

Sitting beside me, looking at her lap and sighing in defeat. I patted her back, slightly understanding her struggling since I was now a Hilichurl and I had to employ my giga-chaddery to boost my standard charisma to get some pussy and ass.

"Pai-Pai."

"Hm?"

"What if you found a way to increase your proportions. I mean- just enough to it wouldn't hurt you."

I mean, I am not a lolicon, but if the chick is physically capable to take it, mentally capable to understand the full ramifications of sex, and also old enough to know what was up, why shouldn't I consider it? I wasn't doing it because she looked like a fucking kid, but because she was not a kid. Stature aside, by proportions alone, Paimon would definitely be taller than Klee if in human proportions.

"...Are you offering?"

"I am not considering it. " I lied dryly.

She sighed briefly. "Fair. But... I will look into that. Maybe if I ask Lisa in private then-"

"What are you going to ask Lisa?" John Impact asked from the window making us both jump. "Uh... was I interrupting?"

"Y-Yes!" Paimon replied loudly in annoyance, soon calming down. "But we're done now. And it's private. Don't ask about private stuff about Paimon!"

Aether looked sheepish at that, but the two were soon out of my house... and I was back dealing with my business. Things were soon going to get more intense, that much I could tell, and I decided to experiment a bit more in combat. I had this inner feeling that I was eventually going to face the bitch kicking Venti, and I could tell that was going to be a dreadful fight. But worry not, I will train hard, drink plenty of juice, fuck lots of pussy and get myself in peak capacity to at least beat the final boss.

Why? I ain't playing around these loosy knock-off KGB officers hanging around Monstadt. I just could feel the Soviet Ear Rape hitting my poor ears whenever I heard or saw those.

Oh well, time to take this game as if this was a Soul Game.

AN

Eula gets a date which may end up quite intensely for her, [but not all the way through], John starts entertaining the nature of industrialization [by exploiting the Slimes-biology to his advantage to further his inner imperialist's desires], and he ultimately finds a cat-girl [with a deep hatred for alcohol that wishes to burn down some wine-lord's economy for the sake of her daddy. Give her head pats, she is sadge as fuck!]