[ - Author's Note - ]
I'm honestly surprised at how much love and attention this story has been getting so far. It's a bit amazing, to be honest. Way more follows and favorites on ff-dot-net then I expected. Would love more reviews, of course, but I'm glad for the ones I already have!
To address a question asked a couple of times; no, I'm not going to write every single fight/job taken. I plan on writing a few of them, but I want to make each one a bit interesting and not 'The Main Character kills four bears and collects four bear asses' while spending a chapter on it.
This chapter will have an overview of a work week for him, but that's also going to be the exception as opposed to the rule, establishing how his life will be going. Next few chapters will have off screen grinding. The jobs that will be in the chapters will either be used for a cold open, or be interesting. Well, I hope they'll be interesting to the reader.
The main Kuroinu girls should start showing up in a couple of chapters; two or three I'd say. Citrus content near the end of this chapter; won't be as long as the last one. Please comment on what you enjoy, please and thank you!
[ - Act I - Chapter I: Panties in a Twist - ]
When control came back to me I resumed walking. Rather then go straight out of town I instead moved to the equipment shop. The building was two stories with a wooden tiled roof and brick walls. Hanging over the door on a horizontal post was a shield shaped banner. On it was a painted image of an anvil under a helm with a sword and axe crossed behind said helm. Walking in I assumed I'd find one of two things; a big, burly guy or a sexy, under-dressed chick. Given this world the second was as likely, if not more so, then the first.
I was surprised that both ideas were wrong; the man inside was androgynous in looks, leaning slightly to the feminine. He had pointed ears, although not as long as Aeris', a face framed by light, brown hair, that was pulled back and tied into one waist long ponytail. He wore a pale pink button up shirt under a tan, leather apron with tongs and a hammer tucked in a pouch of it along with leather gloves. Pale purple eyes looked over to me as I walked up to the counter he stood behind. "Well, a new customer. Welcome to Elegant Iron, I'm Albert and this is my shop! A rapier user I see! You have taste." He said in a smooth, silky voice. Really, an octave higher and he'd sound quite feminine as well, even if we were eye-to-eye in height.
Said shop had walls filled with weapons hanging off them, dummies with armor displayed on them, quivers of arrows on the shelves and so on. I looked to the man, focusing on him for a moment.
[Observe.]
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Name: Albert Pinegroove
Title: Blacksmith of Arms
Class: Blacksmith
Level: 11
Alignment: Neutral
Reputation: 34
Status: Healthy
Known Traits
[?]
[?]
His father was the eighth child of the elven Gleamwood House. Bullied by his older siblings, and least favored of his mother's children he left to learn a trade and make his own way in life. Meeting a Argon blacksmith he learned to forge weapons and armor, finding value in making things. After marrying the blacksmith's daughter he would teach his son, Albert, his trade. Albert prefers 'elegant' weapons, but his hands can forge any kind of weapon. He leans more towards his human heritage.
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"Well, I've gotten into the adventuring business. So I might end up seeing you more, down the line." I said as he smiled, clasping his hands before him.
"And your business will be welcome! My work is very fine, good sir, and my prices fair. What will it be? A buckler for your swash? Perhaps a new rapier?"
"Not quite." I reply, cutting off his excited pitch as I held up a palm. "I'm not seeking to replace my arms, but add to them. Do you have some throwing knives?" I ask him as he nodded, reaching under his counter. Soon a leather holster was set on the wood as I leaned in to look closer. There were about seven of the blades packed into the pouch. A closer looked showed that the top had a wooden peg that the holes of the knives slipped into. I drew a blade out and looked at it.
It was about seven inches long, in total. It looked like one of those kunai from Naruto if it did a weight loss program; four inches of it blade. It wasn't fat looking, maybe an inch wide. The handle was wrapped in a thin, black rope and the handle ended in a ring. I set the knife back into the holster and lifted it up with one hand, drawing the knife once more, to get an idea of how easy and quick it was to draw. The wooden peg at the top was slightly slanted upwards to make it easy to draw and reduce the chances they would slip out.
"How much for these?" I asked Albert. [Observe.]
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Name: Steel Throwing Knives
Type: Throwing Knives
Stats: None
Damage Bonuses: +2 Piercing, +1 Slashing
Buy Value: 2 Silver
Sell Value: 5 Copper
A basic, but well made set of seven throwing knives. Effective at close to mid ranges and useful in melee, if needed.
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"Two Silver, good sir." He said as I reached into my money pouch and set down four silver.
"Have a second set?" I asked. He beamed and reached down, pulling a second set of weapons out. I smiled and took the knives as he took the coins. I set one to my belt just behind the rapier. My Parrying dagger was set closer to the back, so I wouldn't grab something by accident. I pocketed the second set of weapons.
"Thank for for the patronage sir! What else would you need?" He asked, clearly interested in an additional sale.
"Nothing for the moment, but I'll be back if I need more steel. Or lose a knife in a goblin's gut." He laughed softly for a moment as he smiled.
"Mon nouvel ami, not enough people lose things in goblins. Although, I imagine they wouldn't want them back after that." He added chuckling. "Au revoir." He said as I bid him a farewell as well and left.
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Dealing with the boars was quicker and easier then I expected. The bridge was over a small creek and the boars were camping under it. From what I was told they were upturning local farm's crops and attacking anything from the cattle, chickens, dogs and even the farmers. They pooled together a bit of cash to have it dealt with. A male boar, by the looks of it, was guarding the outside as at least two females were nursing young. My plan was simple. Not honorable, but simple.
Then again, as my father (Original world's father, not Merlin) had said 'when you're fighting a wild animal there's no such thing as fair or honorable', and since I had to kill them to the piglet I just fired off a Magic Missile. Needless to say I tipped the boars off to me being there. I bombarded the piglets a second time to get as many as I could as the adults charged at me, five in total.
Observe told me they were all level one and I killed them all with my rapier with little trouble. Nothing to talk about there, really. I checked to see if any of the piglets were still alive and once I was sure the answer was no I moved to collect the piglet's feet. After all, I needed proof the job was done. I moved to the adult's second and then paused. It seemed like a waste of boar meat, really. But there was no way I could carry all this pig back with me to sell, right?
Or was there? I saw a couple broken farm tools nearby; likely the farmer's had tried and failed to handle the situation themselves and was forced to abandon them as the boars proved too much. After a moment I had a plan. I first skinned and gutted the pigs. My father (Former world's) dragged me deer hunting before, and while not my favorite thing, I learned to skin and gut animals. I also had memories of wilderness training with my mother (Current world's) and Gregory and learned more of the same. Skinning a boar wasn't that different then skinning a deer. I then grabbed a pair of broken tools (Hoe and pitchfork by the looks of it) and tied them together with some rope in my inventory.
I tied the pigs feet together next and grinned. I grabbed my new pole and cast Imbue Magic on it. I hadn't had the time to test this out yet, and I'd need to do so later, but the memories I'd been given would let me do this. I used the spell to set Levitation to the stick and then used observe on it.
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Name: Strapped Poles of Levitation
Type: N/A
Stats: N/A
Damage Bonuses: N/A
Buy Value: N/A
Sell Value: 1 Copper
Two broken poles bounded by rope and imbued with Levitation.
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I slipped my new pole under the tied feet of the pigs; three to one side, two to the other and I then used the magic in my new imbued sticks. The pole lifted up and slowly, very slowly, lifted the pigs up. That was less of an effect then I hoped, but rather then complain I just moved over to it and lifted it with my arms and set it to my shoulders. Between the magic and my normal strength it was very manageable. It felt like I had, maybe, twenty pounds on my shoulders as opposed to over a thousand pounds of pork.
It was clear that Imbue Magic was going to be a very useful skill to have. The downside was I still had to walk back to Argon, but that was fine.
I mean I was carrying five pigs, that had to look impressive. Show off my gains.
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"Hey, hey, check it out!" I heard as I walked into the guild. "How'd he carry all that to here?" One guy said as I moved to the desk where Kara was looking at me wide eyed. The weight I was carrying was impressive, after all but I lifted the stick over my head, and held it up in my open palm.
"Levitation spell on the stick." I told everyone, smiling back to the room. "Smart way to carry them all." There was a few sounds of understanding but one guy started laughing.
"Bloody dumb lordling! Doesn't know he only needs the feet!" The whole room, about half full, burst into laughter as I rolled my eyes, taping my foot.
"Ara..." Kara let off, blushing in embarrassment on my behalf as the room started to die down. "They're right... You only needed the feet." I set the bag of piglets feet on the desk as I waited for the laughter to go down further. I then spoke up firmly so everyone could hear.
"Sure, it's all I needed to bring. But then I couldn't sell the meat to, say, an establishment with a chef that likes to sell meals to hardy men." The laughter ended as I smiled back to her as she blinked and then had her eyes widen before turning to move to the edge of the desk closest to the kitchen.
"Father!" She called out over to the kitchen. The doors to the back opened wide as a man walked out.
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Name: Vern Greenbay
Title: Chef of Adventurers
Class: Chef/Warrior
Level: 18
Alignment: Neutral
Reputation: 32
Status: Healthy
Known Traits
[?]
[Hardy Meal] Gain +5% Con & Str for five hours after a meal with meat
[?]
For five years Vern was an adventurer operating out of Ur like his father before him. However a fight with a ogre caused a knee injury that required several years to fully heal. While healing he took a job as a chef in an Adventuring Guild in Argon and settled down with a woman. Despite healing fully he rarely goes out anymore on jobs, preferring to cook.
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"Hmm? What's this?" He asked me as he walked closer.
"Made a levitating stick to carry boars back from a job. Thought someone might want to buy some boar meat." I told him. He bellowed out laughing, smirking a bit as he crossed his arms.
The man was large, an inch taller then me but maybe twice my weight and change, most of it muscle. He had a thick, black mustache and a bald head. A scar traveled from the top of his right eye across to the left ear over the top of his skull. His skin was tanned and his arm was coated in small scars. Sleeveless black shirt, white apron stained with various things and red pants with brown boots on his feet. "I see how it is. Hmm..." He let off, looking over the pigs as he picked the stick out of my hand, looking to each as he cupped his chin with his other hand. "I'd get a pig from the farmers for three silver a head... Hmmm, what about twelve for the lot."
He was wanting to haggle, hmm? Fair enough. "Twelve silver and a good meal." Was my counter offer. He grinned and stuck his hand out. We shook it as he chuckled. "Come in tomorrow then! You'll have the best cooked pork you've ever had! Kara! Pay the good man, will you!"
"Sure father!" She said, bowing as he started to leave.
"You can keep the stick for a copper!" I called back, half as a joke.
"Deal!"
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My days for the next week was simple. The boar job was on a Monday. Finished, got paid and sold the boars with trait points, money and XP earned. I then went to the Training Room and practiced with the rapier intensely. After dinner I asked Riri to join me in bed that night and had a good bit of fun with her.
On Tuesday I took a job to deal with bear that was coming too close to some of the local farms. I had it done by lunch. And it turns out that, yes, Vern would buy bear meat as well. And the boar barbecue was delicious. More importantly, I hit level three once the quest was turned in. More training on the sword when I got home, this time with Gregory helping me out. Sora offered to join me in bed that night and I accepted gladly.
Wednesday was another job off the board, although not a combat focused one. Turns out a local collector thought he had items of magical power in his hands. I was one of the few people who could appraise items and Kara was surprised when I mentioned it. She tested me before she let me take the job, and once she was sure I knew what I was talking about I was off to work.
When I say collector, I mean collector, he collected a series of rings from every culture he could. He was unsure what if any spells were on them. I spent a few hours pouring over about a hundred odd rings, and that was only half way done. There were less enchanted rings then he hoped, but he had a few and some of them were potent. I moved to the Targeting Range when I got home to practice with the new throwing knives to get used to them. One of the maids ended up walking in as I changed, however, and I wasn't sure why; she said she was going to clean... But it was later then usual for that. Still, I took advantage of the situation and asked if she wanted to stay for a night.
Coitus ensued. Also she was worth fifty xp. Maybe it was because her class was listed as just maid? I dunno. But hey, first time bonus meant I got five times the xp!
Thursday I finished the appraisal job. In the end he had fewer enchanted rings then he hoped, but what was there increased the value of his collection by quite a bit. I also got a nice little ring from him as a tip. Aside from payment, however, the best part was the rewards were better! Six Universal Trait Points, two Regular and four Universal Stat Points were nice. Then came a nice, fat five hundred xp!
I spent my stat points, dumping all six universal and three regular right into Magic Power and, thanks to Muscle Wizard, I got another two to my strength. I didn't spend trait points yet; I wanted to save those up for awhile longer.
I went to the Library and started to spell hunt. I wanted to expand my arsenal a bit and focused on three spells; a basic Fireball spell, a useful looking tracking spell and a simple Scrying spell. Fireball was a bit more costly then my other spells, but it had more punch. Tracking could be useful down the line, even if only to find lost things. Scrying would always be useful as well. Once each was learned I practiced in the spell chamber for a while. There was no sex that night.
Friday was different. I got asked for a special job. Kara was a bit shifty about it; as if she had to ask me to take it, but didn't want to ask. In short, provide escort for a noblewoman's daughter from Ken while her mother handled affairs; aka met with my father for business. That didn't seem so bad...
Then I found out she was a fifteen year old girl who acted like a total, entitled bimbo. And as far as she was considered I was her eye candy to grab and grope and molest as she pleased. Oh god, it was embarrassing.
She wasn't ugly or anything, nor was she beautiful or the like, she was kind of plain looking if I was honest. Decent tits, I guess, but plain. But she acted like such a bitch.
I told Kara never again. On the bright side I got two gold, ten Sexual Trait Points and six Sexual Stat Points for my... Abuse, plus the xp. I spent the rest of the day blowing the shit out of stuff in the Library's Spell Chamber with Aeris assisting me once I told her of my frustrations.
Saturday I took a job for a painter who wanted to paint the city from a hill. He wanted a guard to avoid any unwanted surprises from local wildlife, monsters or aberrant. No surprises came up and he finished his work; a nice piece I might add. Not much xp, but decent coin and three Universal Trait Points. When I got home I went to change and caught the maid from before sniffing my boxers.
She at least had the decency to be embarrassed about it. I told her she was fired if she did it again.
I overheard her later asking to take over laundry duty. Some girls... Fucked Sora that afternoon, more sword practice in the training room, and then more Sora in my bed that night.
Sunday then is when I decided to do an overview of my first week in this new world.
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Somewhere outside of Argon City...
Several feet plodded through the dirt of the abandoned mine's floor. In the large chamber the figures would gather with several others. Shadows on the walls would dance from the fire in the center of the room and torches on the walls as they started to speak.
"Well, well, did you get them?" The first one would say.
"Yes! Got them all! All! Before they... He he he!"
"Really!" The first would say to the second a third nodding.
"Ooooh yes. Look, look!"
"Soft! So soft!" A new voice added.
"Will these do?"
"Oh yes, yes. This is per- ohh! Silk!"
"Yes... Not much silk, but still silk!"
The figures would giggle around the fire, laughing to each other as they moved to take their places, seating themselves. Unseen to them something slithered around the rocks and moved closer...
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I played Solitaire as I thought things over. I had trained for the week and had gotten xp for each stat save Luck. I asked Olivia and it turns out games of luck will grind that stat, so I was playing a few rounds as I relaxed; I needed a day of rest if nothing else.
Overall I got to level three and then past the halfway mark towards level four. Aside from Luck all the Stat's xp bars were over or near one hundred, a tenth from stat up for some of them. For a week of work it didn't seem that bad. My biggest worry was what would happen after several level ups; would I start to get diminishing returns, or would I just find better jobs with more xp? Would I find a way to boost my stat xp gain? I wasn't sure yet.
I had no Walkthrough for this. No FAQ I could Google. I couldn't play for awhile, screw up and restart from the beginning. I had one shot and had to make it work as well as I could. I had to see how I was doing right now and see what I could do better. I decided to see what Sexual Traits I could get. Before my first night with Riri and Sora I had dismissed the sexual end of my stats and traits. When character building and my first day on this world I was more worried about what I'd need for combat.
Getting xp from sex was a surprise, and a lesson. This was a sexual world by nature; a world were a woman could wear something that seemed slutty and indecent and be treated as normal. The maids were willing to offer themselves with little push by all accounts and, based on talk in town, women were more willing for fun in general. Again, I'd ignored this to start with to avoid a second death, but it was clear that sex could be used as a means to gain power and, thus, not die again. It was clear understanding and using the sexual abilities available to me was something I had to do, even if I didn't master them. So, I looked over the Sexual Trait list to see what was useful.
Most of them were about getting the girls to bed however, which I was still reluctant to grab; Chick Magnet seemed to do that well enough. One of the Traits there was 'It Keeps Going and Going...', I think it was from a choice in the Customizer I didn't take, I think. Gaining one Stamina, a sexual stat, for every five Constitution I had wasn't a big thing to me, but one Endurance each even numbered level up was nice. I thought about it. It cost fifteen points and I decided to take it, since I had fifteen Sexual Trait Points on hand. The Stamina boost might be useful sometime, but gaining a point of Endurance every second level would be useful. Then I checked the trait and noted for five points I could change it from 'every even numbered level up' to 'every level up'.
Bought it with Universal Trait Points.
Next I looked over two other Sexual Traits; Sex is Power and Lady Luck's Lover. Both were fifteen points in cost as well, and while I didn't have the amount to pay it after buying the last one I noted both for later. I'd find a good job with some Universal or Sexual Points and buy them soon. Sex is Power could become very handy if I played my cards right, and Lady Luck's Lover could give me more of a stat I can't grind easily; a crit can always be useful.
Losing my Solitaire game I shuffled the deck and set it into my inventory. It was clear I'd have to dip into the sexual as much as the normal to get ahead. It was awkward for me, but I suppose it was normal, or at least normal-ish, for this world. I grabbed something from the room and left to my balcony and climbed up onto the roof, moving to a point over my room. The thing I grabbed was a flute and I looked it over as I sat down on the roof but away from the skylight.
It was just a flute. A simple, silver flute with an engraving of House Noxdecus on one end. When I picked my Talent while character building I was able to pick out one talent that didn't really effect stats, traits or the like. I never played music before in my old world. Sword play, magic, all that came naturally to me here. The memories that was soaked into my head included, of course, music lessons under an elven teacher. I knew a few instruments but flute was my best, it seemed. I turned the flute over for a moment as I considered things a moment longer.
[Olivia, what kind of music can I play? I mean, can I only played music leaned here?]
[You're able to play at a high level of skill. Any musical piece you remember or know can be played, as long as it translates to the instrument in your hands.]
I looked it over one last time and set the flute to my lips, calming myself. There were a few things on the old bucket list I never got to finish, on which was a list of games I wanted to play and finish. Among them was an old classic, Chrono Trigger. I never played it and now I never will... But I recalled a song from it a friend would always play on his shuffle list, or when making a campaign for his DnD group.
And so I started to play what was called Frog's Theme. I was a little unsure at first if I could do it, even if I knew the song by heart. But after a false start it felt as if my fingers moved on their own. As if this was something I had done so often before that I didn't need to think about it, didn't need to think about the next note or the next breath.
I didn't think, I felt what I wanted to play. And thus a small ballad to a little green hero sounded from the roof of Noxdecus Manor. I was still nervous at the start but as soon as I found that I wasn't piercing my ears with screeching notes I played with more confidence and poise.
I had to hold back a few tears as I played. After all, Frog's Theme to me wasn't associated with a game, but a friend. Rick was a big guy, bit wide but friendly. When I moved out from my parent's I roomed with him for a time. When my first girlfriend cheated on me he came over and we stayed up all night playing Street Fighter, Smash Bros and whatever else was on hand. When he crashed his car I would in turn make sure to help him while he recovered and he'd bring me into his table top games.
I missed him. I missed all of them. I was dipping into a sadder part of the song and a few tears threatened to come out...
And then I felt a pressure on my back and a tail fall down onto my lap. As if I was the Pied Piper himself, Miria had come up to the roof as well and sat behind me, back to back, leaning her head onto my shoulder just as the pace of the song went from sad to proud.
Rick would be fine without me after all; he was tough guy after all. He'd move on, I was sure of it. And I had a second chance here. Not just a second chance at life, but a chance to make a difference in so many lives. Hell, the past week had been more then work and sex after all.
Miria laughing along with me at Gregory's various boasts, Riri giving me a hug just because she was happy and she could, Sora making sure I remembered to relax and not overwork myself, Aeris helping me work out my miscast spells... Even Serra who, despite the fact that I hadn't interacted too much with, greeted me with good, honest cheer. My new parents as well; my mother doing her best to ensure I would be ready for everything, even if she fussed over me too much and my father who gave vague but useful pointers, trying to spur me to thought. I'd lost a lot, but I'd also gained a lot. There were others, in both worlds, far and away worse off then me. I had no excuse to be moping around!
If anything I had an excuse to do what I could to make this world a better place for those in it, daunting a task it was. After all, was I really the only one who deserved a second chance?
Well, maybe trying to save everyone was impossible and there were people who couldn't be helped no matter what. But as my first father said 'There's nothing wrong with reaching for the impossible if you still grasp something good'.
Finally I finished the song and leaned back into Miria as I felt more then saw her smiled. "That was beautiful..." She let off as I heard some clapping. I jerked softly before looking down to the ground. Several of the maids and a few of the guards had stopped to listen and was clapping for my performance. I could see Serra a bit further back, clapping as well with Aeris sitting on the grass next to her, not clapping but smiling my way.
I gave a soft bow while sitting down as the clapping slowed down. "You really should play more, Mi'lord!" One of the maids called up.
Yeah, I'd be fine all in all, I'd say.
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I spent most of the remaining day relaxing and enjoying my time, part of it hanging out with Miria. Dinner that evening was capped with a request to play another song and I relented, replaying Frog's Theme for everyone gathered. I said I didn't have a name for it and before anyone could stop him or know there was a reason to Gregory had dubbed the song with a title.
Onward Bravely.
It felt kind of fitting.
I ended up sleeping with both Riri and Sora that night, the pair requesting the fun. I saw no reason to say no and the extra xp was nice. It put me near the two thirds mark for a level up. Coming the next morning I got myself ready and started to leave for the guild. It was on my way out I saw Miria leaning to the side of the outer gate. Once she saw me she pushed off and smiled. I paused walking once I had stepped up to her. "S'up, Sis?" I asked, smiling to her.
"Hey, heard you've been busy with work the last week." She said, grinning a bit. "Wanna team up? Should be able to handle a bigger job." She didn't waste time on words; just came out and said what she wanted.
I shrugged to her, I had no reason not to. Not like the traits, stats and xp would be divided between us. ... Or we both got an equal amount, that works too.
"Sure. Let's do it!" We shared a high five as we turned to the road as we started to walk to town. As we did we make idle conversation; this one mostly about Serra and the horses. One of the playful ones, according to Miria, had been tugging on her skirt. Not the males but one of the females. Really? Was she jealous of her ass or something?
Who knows?
I mentioned the boxer sniffing maid to her in turn as she laughed out loud at it, making me blurt out 'how would you like it if a guard was sniffing up at your panties?'
She blushed, stopped laughing and admitted that did, in fact, sound kinda creepy.
It was nice, walking with her side by side as we went through the city gate and towards the guild's building. It was pretty nice, having people to rely on...
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The Job Board in the Guild didn't have jobs and tasks posted haphazardly about. The easiest jobs were posted near the desk, harder ones a bit further down and then jobs that required groups. Some could require at least two, others four, other six. As a rule the amount was never odd, save a few cases where the last number ended in five. Myself and Miria were overlooking the jobs that were available.
I avoided jobs that would take us out of town, humming as I looked over each one. Beside me Miria did the same, her tail swaying side to side in a lazy manner. The jobs on offer were slim pickings for the moment; most of what was there were paid chores. What combat focused ones there were would take us well away from town, so I wasn't eager to take them. Then I heard it.
Miria let off a cat like, angry hiss. My head turned to her, blinking as I wondered what set her off. "Something wrong?" I asked her as she pulled a sheet off the board, holding it for me to see.
"Remember Sniffy Maid? Well this should upset us both."
The sheet had a mission on it, of course. The System told me it was a Level Four job, offered three of each trait point (Nice!), two of each stat point (Also nice!), and a good chunk of xp; eight hundred. That would get me most of the way to level four!
I then read the sheet itself. At the top was an image of crudely drawn pair of panties, which was a bit odd until I saw the description.
Required: Group of Two
Expected Threat Level: D to D+
Description: Farmers to the north of Argon have been complaining of a strange string of thefts; women's panties. Originally it was off of clothing lines, however the panty thief or thieves have been getting bolder. They've been breaking into homes to steal panties from the laundry before they can be washed.
So far the thieves have avoided being spotted so the identity of the thief or thieves are, thus far, unknown. The farmers are worried that soon they will enact violence to get what they want.
Reward: 8 Silver, 4 Copper
"Panty thieves? Really?" I let off, huffing as my hands moved to my hips. "Why do people do that? What's the appeal?"
"Hmmm, I guess some people have better noses then others." Miria let off, tapping her own nose. Right, a Catalan would have a better nose then normal. "We taking it?"
"Yeah. Who knows what'll happen if this goes unchecked." I replied as we walked over to Kara. She would tell us what farms were being hit exactly and I had a basic plan in mind to catch out thief. It wasn't long before we had the job.
[New Quest Gained: Underwear Investigation]
[New Objective: Investigate the Thefts]
[New Objective: Find the Thieves]
[New Objective: Give the Panties to Kara]
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"Ugh, it's horrible!" The man let off. Observe told me his name was Fredrick Tiller, his wive was Rebecca Tiller and his four daughters were Anna, Hanna, Lana and Sue.
One of these things is not like the others!
"They've taken every set of panties that we weren't wearing! We can't even afford to go buy more, they'll just be stolen!" His wife added. And well...
She and her daughters, ages ten through sixteen by the looks of it, all wore dresses where the skirts ended mid-hip showing their panties off and all off them were gray. I was sure none of them were supposed to be. And each had a notable, tainted spot at the front. I felt uncomfortable for them.
"Ugh, the bastards! I'll make them into pincushions!" Mirira let off, her tail stiffening in anger as she grit her teeth. I cupped a chin as I looked at the lone man in the room.
"How often do the thieves strike?" I asked him as I crossed my arms.
"Often. Hell, feels like they strike once a day or so. Which farm is random, but it's like they'll hit them all if they can." He said as I grinned.
"Then this shouldn't take long." I said as I pulled something out of my pocket; a set of silken looking panties; pink and skimpy.
"Why did you buy that?" Miria asked as I chuckled.
"Oh, I learned a little tracking spell. I set them on this little thing." I said with a small smirk as eyes around the room widened. "If these assholes want to steal panties, then they should want to nab these things."
"And then we follow the bastard or bastards and nail'em to the wall!" Miria finished for me, punching her palm with a grin.
"What I haven't figured out of how to, um, make them look worn." I admitted sheepishly. "If these guys prefer worn ones, well..." I said as the mother yanked them from my hands leaving me to blink as she pulled her own panties from her sex and took the pink ones and rubbed her pussy with them.
Fucking whoa! The wife wasn't really attractive, of if she had been it'd been years ago, but it was still a weird sight. She then passed them back to me. "That ought to do it." She said cheerfully.
"...Thanks." I let off, looking at the now stained underwear, holding them up with a finger and a thumb. Yeah, it was going to be one of those days.
[-]
"Would you sniff my panties?" There are just some things you just don't expect to hear during a stake out, you know?
The bait panties were set out on a line with the rest of the family's laundry, near the end so it was openly visible. I wanted to tuck it back a bit to avoid it standing out too much and making someone concerned about this being a trap by seeing them on offer too freely. Myself and Miria (Miria and I? Eh, whatever) were hiding out in the woods close to the farm to stay out of sight; myself behind some large bushes and her standing on a branch, hidden by foliage and looking down to me.
"What!? Why would you ask me to do that?" I said, looking up at her. She was just a bit ahead of me, so I had a view of her ass from below as she looked over her shoulder to me.
"I'm not asking you to actually do it. I'm just asking if you ever considered doing it." She replied with a shrug.
"Hey, phrasing!" I let off before looking back towards the farmhouse. "And no, not until you asked. I mean, really, what the hell do panties smell like, cloth?" I let off, trying not to huff at her.
"Shouldn't you say pussy?" She said teasingly as I looked up to her.
"It your case, I expect catnip."
"Hey!" She let off giving me a half glare.
"I mean it could also smell like ass." I added with a soft smirk.
"Fuck you bro!" She hissed out, turning to me with ease on the branch, hands on her hips as I chuckled. "I mean all guys are a little perverted right?" She added with a grin.
"Considering you were just offering me to sniff your panties, if sounds like all girls are a little slutty, right?" I shot back, looking back to the farmhouse.
"Touche." She granted, chuckling. She went back to looking ahead to the farmhouse. "Are the panties on the move yet?"
"No." I replied simply. That wasn't a lie, I could feel the panties shift a bit through my magic, like a soft tug on my mind, but it was just rocking about in the wind. "Anything skulking around in your view?"
"Nope." She said, huffing. "I want that panty sniffing pervert to just stick their head out so I can pop them with an arrow."
"Or offer your panties for their smelling pleasure?" I said, trolling her softly. I heard a raspberry from about me as I chuckled. Then I felt that tug on my mind tug harder. I stood up. "Miria! Panties on the move!"
"Shit! I took my eyes off them!" She let off, huffing as she glanced about.
"It's moving away and to your left!" I called up as she turned her head to look in the direction. Her mouth moved to say something, paused as her eyes widened and she pointed out. "I see the wheat parting! They're moving through the crops to escape!"
"Let's go then!" I called out, waiting for her to leap to another branch before softly dropping to the ground. "We can follow the pervert to the lair then."
"Right." She said as we took off at a jog towards the mobile, stolen panties.
The game was afoot!
[-]
This was... Not what I was expecting.
"Is this an old mine?" Miria asked as we looked at the tunnel dug into a hill. A few rocks were about us on the ground, but otherwise it was mostly grassy pains around us, a few odd hills here and there.
"Looks like it..." I let off, blinking. I would later learn this mine was made five hundred years ago when a rich mayor of Argon thought gold was found there and paid several people as little as he could to get at it. In the end he found his gold; Fool's Gold as it turns out. The mine was abandoned for a time and used by local irregular forces as a base during a conflict with Garan when they pushed towards Ur's Fortress. Said forces undermined the Legions supplies and helped to force their retreat.
At that time, however, what I knew was it was a hole in the ground. We shared a look and I drew my sword, stalking forwards. I used my free hand to gather mana, silver light letting us see our way into the mines. Wooden frames supported the earth over us; despite their age they seemed to still be in decent shape.
We moved slowly for a bit before Miria grabbed my shoulder, pausing us as I saw her nose twitch as she sniffed the air before giving a soft, cat like hiss. "Goblins." She said in a hateful voice.
"What?" I let off in surprise. Sure goblins had been spotted in the area, and goblin jobs were coming up more and more, but... "Why are goblins stealing panties?" That made no sense to me!
Goblins, from what I knew, had no females. If they did then they were buried beyond human sight. To birth new goblins they needed to have sex with other creatures. Deer, wolves and other animals were the most common, but human females were their preferred target by far. If they had been kidnapping women or, heck, young girls I wouldn't think twice about it. Goblin assholes being assholes, shock of all shocks. But stealing panties? "Fuck should I know?" She replied, glancing to me.
"I'm getting two and two, but I'm ending up with five. Something makes no sense here." I said as we walked further down the mine's tunnel. I took slow, measured steps, looking about. I knew first hand how strong a goblin could get, and in tight quarters this was a bad place to fight a smaller foe. Finally we came to a sharp turn and Miria grabbed my shoulder, finger to her lips as she lifted an ear up softly. She then pointed to my spell and and made a cutting motion over her neck. I ended the spell and it's light. She led us now, no words spoken as I followed. Without my spell it was hard to see, but some light was coming around the corner.
We turned the aforementioned corner and came towards a large chamber. Thick wooden posts pressed to the ceiling in four points of the room, adding support along with posts at the wall. The room was lit by a series of torches along the wall and a larger campfire near the center of the room. Looking up I saw some kind of stone there that the smoke drifted too. It was a smoke stone; a magical rock that drew smoke to it. Why I didn't know, but it was used in higher end kitchens to pull smoke from view without needed a window or vent.
[(⸜∕)Investigate the Thefts]
[(⸜∕)Find the Thieves]
Around the fire I could make them out; goblins, level two to three when I used observe on them. They were chuckling, giggling and grunting. A dozen in total, I'd say. I couldn't make out what they were doing though; they were circled around the fire, hunched over slightly with a long crate blocking a bit of my view. I wanted to say something but didn't want to risk giving us away. The room had a series of crates (Broken and intact) and Miria moved behind one. I mirrored her, moving behind another. She drew her bow and made sure I was looking to her. She pointed to some goblins on one side of the fire then pointed to her. I nodded and drew a throwing knife. I didn't want to use magic here; not with so much earth over our heads held up by old, worn posts and beams.
She drew two arrows as I pulled my arm back. None of the goblins stirred from their tasks, whatever it was. I let Miria take her shot first; she was the ranged fighter here after all. She let loose first. Both arrows hit a goblin, with one nailing a goblin in the head, the other passing though the throat of another and into the chest of the next one. My knife was thrown just as they took note of the arrows and caught another goblin in the chest at the heart.
Three dead goblins caused the rest to turn and charge us. Some grabbed clubs, others rocks, others came at us without weapons. I noted all were naked and, ugh, most had hard-ons! Not what I wanted to see! I stepped forwards, ducking a thrown rock before stabbing the first one that came close with my sword. I got it in the throat but had to step back and block a club. I used Snap Throw to send a knife into another goblin as I tried to stab the club-wielder. Another arrow flew by; Miria's fourth; her third was shot off when I charged. That was five dead goblins for her, three for me, four to go.
I feigned a stab making the club guy move to swat my blade aside only for me to use my Rapid Strike Combat Art to jab him in the face and chest four times in succession, swapping to stab his buddy four times in the chest and arm. Clubby died; his buddy shrieked in pain and stepped back as another jumped over a crate at me. I drew my parrying dagger and caught that one in the chest with a stab. An arrow hit the wounded one before another charged Miria. She had no time to draw her next arrow in her bow, so she just jammed said arrow into the eye of the goblin like a dagger.
That was all twelve. I moved to get my knives back. "See any others?" I called out as I sheathed my rapier.
"Nope. Don't hear any either." She said, policing her arrows as well. Job well done then, huh? I got the second knife I threw and moved to get the first I one I used... And then I saw it. And I wished I didn't.
"Oh fucking hell! Are you shitting me!?" I let off as Miria moved over to see what I just did... And gagged. I didn't blame her.
The first three dead goblins were all holding a set of panties and had them wrapped around their penises. Several other stained panties were on the floor as well, another nine at least. Yes, the goblins were circle jerking. With the panties. On their dicks! And the floor was covered in goblin cum! White, thick, smelly, gross goblin cum with yellow splotches in them. And it reeeeeeeeeeked! And there was a pile of panties in the corner that...
Wait...
Those panties were clean. Weirdly clean. And now that I thought of it, there was a lot of cum on the floor (Hentai amounts, because that's how this world worked) but none of it seemed like it'd been there for awhile. No, dried, crusty coatings... "Miria... Is it just me or is something off here? Like, beyond masturbating, panty stealing gob-"
"Get down!" I was tackled by Miria as I felt the air over me displace. I grunted with the landing and we rolled over to a knee each as I blinked and...
"What is that!?" I let off as something flattened to the ground. It was... Well...
A white, milky blob with yellow spots. Really, it looked like a living collection of egg yolks and milk. It un-flattened into a ball like shape, turning a bit and shuddering at us, and it shuddered in a tone that said angry. Memories came to me and I felt a chill go up my spine. "Oh fuck no..." [Observe.]
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Name: Semen Slime
Title: Goblin Emissions Eater
Class: Monster/Slime
Level: 6
Alignment: Hostile
Reputation: 0
Status: Healthy, Upset, In Heat
Known Traits
[Semen Demon] Eats semen of any creature. +1 all stats within an hour of consuming semen
[Slime Body] All physical damage is reduced by 99%
[?]
Depending on the species slimes will eat almost anything. Most have preferences for waste in rivers and lakes, preferring fungus, mold and such. Others plant fibers. Some like sexual fluids. Most aren't picky. Those that are, however, are defensive about their food source. Those that consume mostly semen, however, will want to impregnate any female with their collected semen while killing any males nearby. The presence of a female puts them in heat.
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"A SEMEN SLIME!" Miria let off as I grabbed her wrist and pulled, moving to the exit of the mine.
"Come on, we can't fight it in here!" I called back. Slimes couldn't be fought with normal weapons, only magic or magical weapons would work. And fighting with magic in a place were the ceiling would collapse tones of earth on us was not on my plans for the day.
Miria needed little prompt as we dashed back the way we came, the sloshing sound of the slime giving chase following behind us. Once we dashed out of the mines we ran a bit more before turning about. Soon the slime leapt out and landed before us. It was sizable, about the size of a Volkswagen Beetle, which was huge for a slime. And then...
I heard boss music...
Fuck.
_Goblin Emissions Eater_
Semen Slime
Double fuck.
[New Objective: Eliminate the Semen Slime]
Triple fuck.
The worst part was that Miria was near useless in this fight, only magic could hurt it. I didn't bother drawing a weapon; that was pointless. I had to handle it with magic alone.
Good for me...
I charged a Scatter Bolt and watched as it leaped at me. I moved aside and leapt back, aiming and blasting the thing from about ten feet away. It jiggled like Jell-O as it rolled away before turning to leap at Miria now. She shrieked and rolled away as I cast a Magic Missile hitting it directly. The thing jiggled as bits flew off of it. "Miria, I need you further away!"
"I'm trying!" She let off as I drew mana into my hand, this time fire coming to my hand. Miria leapt back behind a rock as I threw a Fireball into the thing. The explosion was powerful enough to rock it, making it sizzle loudly and shiver in anger.
The slime decided to ignore Miria now as it rolled at me quickly. I snapped off another Magic Missile at it, hitting it dead center. Thankfully the slime wasn't that smart; it's tactics were limited to 'Attack, Attack, Attack' and simple to understand what it would do.
The downside was it didn't tire and was tanking my hits quite well. I jumped straight up as it pushed off the ground and tried to tackle me as I used Levitation on myself, flying upwards as I lifted my hand up and generated another fireball, super charging it a bit before throwing it down into the slime and causing a huge explosion... And it was not the best idea I could have had, as the shock wave send me flying backwards, yelling out. Okay, bit too much boom in my bang...
I landed on the ground, grunting hard as I rolled to my feet. I cast Minor Heal on myself as I looked to the smoke and dust that was kicked up. The slime jumped out and landed before me. I blasted half of it away, by all appearance.
"Aaaargggh!" I heard looking to Miria and... Oh fuck...
I guess she was too close and got coated in the slime's blown off bits. Ewww.
The rest of the slime, still alive, charged at me. I drew magic into my hand, but the now smaller by half slime was now faster and slammed into my chest, knocking the breath from me and sending me flying back, hitting the ground and knocking my breath out a second time in short order.
"James!" Miria called out as it jumped at me, aiming to stomp on me (As well as something without feet could stomp). Thankfully I somehow kept the magic I was drawing and aimed; hitting a Scatter Bolt point blank into the slime as it nearly dropped onto me, blowing it apart into pieces... And then I went wide eyed and covered my face with an arm the moment I knew what was going to happen...
And then the slime's remains fell down atop of me, splattering me in the fluids that made it up. Ugggghhhh...
On one hand the victory music began to play, signaling I'd won and the slime was dead...
On the other hand I was covered in what the slime was eating... Which is to say goblin semen!
And yes, it was rank! And I came way to close to puking out my guts!
[(⸜∕)Eliminate the Semen Slime]
Fuck my life...
I groaned and started to rise to my feet, Miria rushing over. She took my arm and pulled, helping me to my feet. I looked the two of us over.
Miria's chest, abs and arms were splattered as was the left side of her face. I was worse off; head to toe save the front of my face. I looked like the end result of a goblin bukkake and it smelled horrible...
"What a day, huh..." Miria let off, groaning as she scrapped cum off her arms with a hand.
"Tell me about it..."
[Defeated List]
4 Horny Goblin Thugs x 65XP=260XP
6 Perverted Goblin Grunts x 75XP=450XP
2 Randy Goblin Panty Thieves x 90XP=180XP
Semen Slime=160XP x 1.25 Kill Bonus=200XP
Gain 1090XP Total
Level Up!
You are now Level 4!
+1 to Dex, Acc, Mnc, Agi & Mag!
+1 to End
+2 RSP & SSP!
+5 UTP!
Achievement Unlocked: Uh Oh!
Defeated the Semen Slime
Achievement Unlocked: Bukkake
Ended up covered in Semen. Eww...
Well at least one good thing came out of this mess... I leveled up.
Although I could do without that last achievement...
(-)
First thing we did was go to the nearest creek and strip down. Well, I stripped down, Miria took her shorts off. We washed up as best as we could given the situation. My gambeson was soaked through with water and I left it off, save the pants. I carried it with me.
Miria finished washing first so she went to the mine and collected the panties for us both as I washed the cloth armor out. The slime cleaned ones in one bag, the still soaked in semen ones in another. We then walked back to the guild and dropped off the panties and gave a brief story on what happened (Minus the Semen Slime bukkake which was now 'The Thing That Will Not Be Named') and Kara turned green and looked at the bags, paid us and simply said she'd take care of it. I did not envy her in the least bit.
[(⸜∕)Give the Panties to Kara]
[Quest Complete: Underwear Investigation]
[Gain 800XP]
After that we went home. I dropped my gambeson off and instructed the maids to clean it twice. When they asked why I said 'slime' and they nodded. All that would be said on that subject.
One of them noted it smelled like a goblin shat on it. Well, they were close. I got changed into a robe and moved to the bathroom. Miria joined me at the door and we went in. We, apparently, bathed when we were both younger and grew out of it. Normally I don't think we wouldn't do this now, but I think neither of us wanted to wait. We bathed in the stream, yes, but I could still smell it. And if I could, she really could. We had to apply copious amounts of soap to the problem.
We said nothing for awhile. We just washed up, the only thing said was a question if I could get her back. I did and asked for the favor to repaid. She repaid me with a back scrubbing. We were naked and I loved the eyeful of her body that I got, but we were focused on getting clean and feeling clean. In the end I sat down and she sat next to me, leaning into me as I held her hip, pulling her closer. It wasn't erotic at that moment; just two young adults enjoying a bath and relaxing after a hard (And disgusting) bit of work. She sighed deeply and took in a deep breath. I was also getting a nose full of her scent.
She smelled nice now; any goblin semen/slime was off of her, I was sure of it. I leaned into her as she wrapped an arm about me.
"So, you've been fucking around with the maids." I flinched. So much so a quiet moment.
"What, jealous they're not fucking you?" I teased, patting her hip with my hand as she giggled and poked my side with a finger.
"Meh, meh. Jealous of them. It sounds like you're fun to fuck." She said, rolling to the side to straddle my hips. My hands found her hips as I leaned back. "Know when I had my first time?"
"I'm not a mind-reader." I told her, rolling my eyes at her.
"Well, I'll tell you once it's in me." She said wrapping her arms about my neck, leaning in closer to my face. I gulped. I'd be lying if I said I didn't want this, but at the same time...
"Promise the sibling thing isn't going to make it weird; even if adopted?" I said as she giggled.
"Promise, promise." She said, kissing my lips as I groaned back into her.
It was on then.
She rocked into me, groaning as her sex ground onto my own, lower lips into my shaft. My hands slid to her ass and it was firmer then I thought but with just the right amount of give as I squeezed. Her breasts ground to my chest as she kissed me deeper, her moans pushing into my lips as her stiff nipples scraped my skin. I grabbed her firmer as I stood, slowly moving out of the bath and towards a wall, pushing her back into it. Not sure why I wanted to do that, but I wanted to. Her legs wrapped around my hips as we ground into one another, vulva lips pressing to my cock's shaft. Finally we shifted. My hips pulled back as she adjusted her own. Finally tip met hole and we moved; me pushing in, her pulling me in. I sank in deep into her, pushing in deeper and deeper then...
My dick hit something and tore through it making her stiffen and yelp, breaking the kiss. "Owwww!" She let off. My eyes widened as I gawked.
"M-Miria, are you a-"
"Not... Ow, anymore." She let off, giggling before wincing. She was putting on a brave face, but it was clear popping her cherry hurt her. Blood dripped down from her sex, but not as much as I expected; a single, long drop. "D-don't worry. It's not that painf-oww."
"Don't be brave on something like this, Miria." I told her, one hand moving to stroke her cheek before moving a thumb under her ear, rubbing softly. She gave a soft purr from it as I held myself in her. "Let's hold here until you can adjust."
"Bro..."
"If we're fucking, I'd rather hear my name."
She blushed softly, hands moving to my shoulders, smiling to me as I cupped her cheek. "James..." She leaned in and we shared another kiss. We held ourselves like that for awhile, not moving for a long moment. Then I felt her rock her hips, pulling and pushing with her legs to fuck herself on my cock. Sure that she was ready now I started to rock back into her, groaning deeply as I rocked myself into her. I was burying myself as far into her as I could, using my grip on her ass to move her about. "James!" She let off, moaning out as I started to pick up speed and force.
Primal instincts took over for both of us, the mating dance taking over as thrust after thrust pushed into her. I wanted to make it last but it wasn't long before the urge to cum came. I rammed up into her quicker and harder for a moment before pushing in one last time, cock twitching as I pumped white, hot semen up into her. She squealed back into my lips, her lower lips squeezing down on my cock, cumming herself (I was sure she did, anyway) as I groaned deeper. Finally our lips came apart as we panted. Slowly I lifted her off, cum spilling out of her as she got back to her feet. We stood there panting for a moment, looking at the other's face. Then I remembered something. [Menu! Stats!]
I had thirteen unspent sexual stat points! And I planned on something later so I just mass dumped seven of them into pleasure. The rest I split between power and recovery. Unpausing things I looked back to her face. "My bed?"
"Your bed." She replied with a nod.
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"Fuck! Fuck!" Miria let off. We slipped on robes, got to my room and tore the robes off just as quick as they came on. I was slamming into her hard, me on my knees, her on her hands and knees, both of us on my bed. My hands gripped her hips, pulling her back as she howled in pleasure, back arching. I groaned over her, enjoying each moan and cry of delight from her. That she was loving it made me happy to no end. My balls slapped her thighs with each thrust into her. I was being relentless as I rammed her like a force of nature.
If rabbits stumbled into the room they would go 'hey guys, tone it down a tad!' Her tail swished over my chest back and forth as I leaned over her, groaning. "Miria, you're tight!'
"You're big!" She panted out as we moaned. Finally I reached under her, grabbing her breasts, half mauling, half groping them as I panted into her ear. "Are you going to cum soon?" She asked, turning her head back to look at me.
"Ye-yeah..." I let off, kissing her lips groaning out, pumping into her over and over. Finally I felt my balls tighten. This time I resisted the urge to cum and pushed on; bucking my hips faster. She broke the kiss to howl out, her arms giving up as her face fell to the bed. One hand lifted up before slapping down onto her ass, making her cry out and squeeze on my cock before I felt her shudder hard and moan out in a howl of pleasure. Finally I pushed in as deep as I could as my balls squeezed down and forced my cream up into her womb a second time, glob after glob pressing up into her womanhood to where her core was. Done I rolled us to the side so I could spoon her from behind, the two of us panting. "Kitty... Happy with her cream?" I asked, groaning out into her ear as I shivered.
"Y-yeah..." She let off, panting as we laid down. It took little time after that animalistic expression of lust for us to fall asleep.
[Fucked List]
Banged Miria Noxdecus=75xp x 5 First Time Bonus=375xp
Gain 375xp Total
Achievement Unlocked: Sis-Con
Adopted or Not, you Banged Your Sister!
Fuck off game, I need to sleep...
(-)
Somewhere in Ur Fortress...
The humming girl moved to her desk, giggling and spinning once as she sat down. Pushing her long, pink hair behind her she set a sheet of paper to the desk and reached for a quill, sticking out of a well of ink. Finally she moved pen to paper and began to write.
"James... I hope you'll come..."
[ - Author's Note - ]
Whew. Well, that was longer then I thought. Word count for the chapter is over... Wait, I need to do the meme!
IT'S OVER ELEVEN THOUSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND!
...
Maybe that's not quite right...
Let me know how you think the story is going. I'm planning one more chapter before bringing in a Kuroinu gal, so that'll be fun. Until the next chapter!
~~Eostian Scribe