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*The sun, the moon and the sword
141 ? The Sun, the Moon and the Sword #6
Deering-.
As he took Hippolyte’s wrist and felt her pulse, letters came to mind as usual. However, the information contained in the letters was a bit more than before.
『Name: Hippolyte Heavensinger Lv. 44 3
Strength: 15 1
Agility: 15 1
Stamina: 14 1
Oddities: Unlucky Money Luck》 Two-facedness》 Unhappy Love Front》
Status: Blood Curse》 Moonlight Allergy》 Sensitive Skin》 Great Depression》
First of all, Hippolyte’s level, which was filled with question marks, has been completely revealed.
Level 44?
For me, it’s a level that’s truly unimaginable. What numbers are basically close to 15? Are you really a human like me? No, I said you’re a demigod.
Looking at it this way, she really does seem like a demigod.
But by chance, I gained the ability to level up with a strange ability.
How many patients do I need to acupressure and how many totems do I need to carve to get to level 40 like Hippolyte?
Luna might end up with a sprained wrist.
In fact, Hippolyte must have leveled up by going through the effort and crossing the line of demarcation that would cause her to get sprained. And now, she is bowing down naked in front of me.
I don’t know whether I should be sad or excited about that fact.
Of course, my mind has become stiff without any hesitation, but my head is spinning with various thoughts.
Bad luck with money? Two-facedness? Unhappy love life?
All of these are strange things I’ve never seen before. There were also some things written on the status that caught my attention.
There must have been something in Hippolyte’s status entry that didn’t look like ‘???’
The new additions include the words ‘Sensitive Skin’ and ‘The Great Depression’, one of which is probably a question mark.
And my guess is that sensitive skin was already there, and the Great Depression is just another condition that has now arisen.
Hippolyta, who was shocked by the situation in many ways, must have just had a panic attack and was talking nonsense.
“Sa, Samaritan’s hand… .”
While I was taking her pulse and looking at the letters for a long time, Hippolyte, who had grabbed my wrist, whispered softly and rubbed her face against my palm.
It was ticklish, as if a pet like a cat or dog was rubbing its fur against its owner’s hand.
“Just for today… I’ll keep it a secret from everyone… I’ll keep it as my own secret…”
Since you’ve asked me this much, isn’t it right for me to listen as a human being? Also, it seems like Hippolyte herself has promised not to go around talking nonsense.
I thought that if we could just handle it well without getting caught, we might be able to see a happy ending for everyone.
What if I put everything down and ask you for a favor and you refuse?
Oh, shit. I can’t imagine what Hippolyta, who’s causing the Great Depression, might do. Maybe she’ll even cut off my head with some kind of memory-erasing spell or something.
“Very well, Lady Hippolyte.”
“That, Joe, is it good…?”
“…Just tonight.”
“… Okay, okay. Okay.”
“But, I think it might be a bit like that in this place… .”
I looked around.
Even though I’m a total idiot, I can’t help but feel guilty about doing my work on this cramped first floor. Luna wakes up to another noise and witnesses an affair?
I don’t think I can handle that either.
So I spread the blanket I was sleeping on over Hippolyte’s body.
“… Go outside. As quietly as possible.”
* * *
I walked along the back alleys of a moonlit night with Hippolyte, who was wrapped in a blanket. Even though there were no telephone poles or streetlights in the world, the streets were quite bright at night.
The reason why the two moons in the sky today are both full moons is because they are both full moons. When people see this, they call it a double full moon.
And because there were rumors that something strange would happen during the double full moon, it was a superstitious belief.
On nights like this, there isn’t much to do outside, and the world becomes quiet.
Now that I think about it, the day I met the witch Nemea and the day I got drunk after being fed alcohol by Luna were both days when two full moons were present.
Seriously, those full moons seem to have some kind of strange magic.
“Where are you taking me…?”
Hippolyte covered her body with a blanket and asked fearfully. Hippolyte is scared. It was an odd thing to say, but it was true. Even this sharp-edged woman is scared.
Of course, it would be natural for a woman to feel uneasy if she were walking down an unsafe back alley, almost naked, behind a dark-skinned man.
I spoke to her, trying to reassure her, who was particularly anxious.
“It’s about finding a suitable place.”
There are many old inns around this slum. But when I thought about it, I thought that if Hippolyte and I were to enter an inn together dressed like this, irreversible rumors would spread.
Of course, I’ll pass on the inn.
If that’s the case, the remaining spaces are dark back alleys or corners over there.
Even so, it must have been a very important time for Hippolyte, so I wonder if it would be a good idea to do the work outdoors.
It’s outdoors.
I’m really excited, but I guess that’s a bit much.
So I turned my gaze to the shoddy barns that were built here and there next to Luna’s cabin. The street where Luna’s cabin was located was lined with empty warehouses.
It seems that it was once used as a warehouse for some upper class or something, but the upper class went bankrupt and now it’s just lying around.
That’s why Luna buys one of those empty warehouses and makes Moai totems, and remodels it to make a workshop.
Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that there are a lot of empty warehouses around.
So I walked up to a random, quiet wooden shed and peered inside through the cracks in the trees.
Sigh.
The cool air emanating from inside clearly indicates that the cabin has been abandoned for a long time, without signs of use or human presence.
Rattle rattle.
However, there was a fairly sturdy lock on the barn, which was unusual for an old barn, perhaps to prevent vagrants from coming in and causing trouble.
What should I do?
This one looks the best. It’s located in a corner.
At that moment, I felt so embarrassed.
“Ahem, I’ll try.”
Hippolyte pushed me aside and then took the lock in her hand.
And then, as I exert force and say “Huh-”, a loud clanking sound of sturdy metal hitting the floor is heard.
What the heck, what did you just do?
As I looked at her with astonishment, Hippolyta lowered her head as if she were embarrassed.
“… If you use Aura, this much can be done easily without any effort.”
“I see.”
I don’t know much about Aura, but I think it’s something similar to magic. It’s really amazing.
Anyway, we managed to break down the barn door and get inside. There were rags strewn about underneath the barn, and we could see things like dried grain and torn sackcloth.
Was it something like a barn for storing grain?
There were quite a few cobwebs, but fortunately I didn’t see any spiders, rats, or bugs. As I looked around, I found a short candle that was almost completely burnt out and lit it.
Hururuk.
The small flame burns brightly, illuminating the inside of the cramped wooden shed. Now that I look at it, it’s not just a simple shed, but something that looks like a spinning wheel, so it seems to be used as a mill.
It is said to be a place where grains were ground and rice cakes were made.
Is it a mill…?
I don’t know why, but I felt so horny that I felt like I couldn’t breathe.
I wasn’t trying to be conscious of it, but I’m trying to have sex with a girl right now. Having sex. In other words, sex.
What’s more, having sex with a healthy beauty like Hippolyte? Honestly, my lower abdomen is so sore because I’ve had an erection for so long. I want to take it out quickly.
“Hey, is that what you’re trying to do here…?”
Where did the rambling attitude from earlier go? Hippolyte, who followed me out of Luna’s cabin, was strangely calm again.
Perhaps because she had been crying so much, her eyes were moist and her face was flushed, making her look even more beautiful than usual.
After all, what could be more beautiful than a half-naked woman under soft lighting?
A place that has been abandoned for a long time and is old and shabby.
A gold tier female adventurer who receives marriage proposals from nobles.
It feels like two things that never go together are coming together and transforming my surroundings into something completely different.
I can do whatever I want with this woman for one night. Honestly, if there were no obstacles, I think it would be something I could brag about to the world. Of course, even if I told people about it, no one would believe it.
Anyway, with great excitement and a burning desire, I took off the blanket wrapped around Hippolyte’s body. Then I laid it out on the floor and laid Hippolyte down on it.
“Ugh… .”
Hippolyta’s body, already heated up from all the work, was really hot, and it felt just right to hug her in this cool, chilly cabin.
I slowly moved my finger and placed it between Hippolyte’s thighs. Then, I could clearly feel the sticky liquid flowing out.
“Hehehe… I feel, I feel strange…”
Hippolyte’s vagina was already so wet that she couldn’t get any wetter.
But the body was stiff with tension and various other emotions.
I feel like I have enough foreplay. But I guess I’ll still be in a lot of pain. I think it’s okay to have too much foreplay.
Now that I think about it, I think I was too hasty when we first had Luna, and it hurt quite a bit.
So I figured that there would still be some time before Luna woke up at dawn, and that I should take it slow and take my time.
Swish.
Just like Hippolyte, who was naked, I took off my clothes. And I slowly covered my body like a blanket covering Hippolyte’s body lying on a blanket.
Although she flinched slightly when my body touched hers, she did not refuse and placed her palm on my back.
“Me, what should I do…?”
“… I don’t know either. I’ll figure it out myself.”
“Samaritan, you too, don’t seem to have much experience… .”
“What, what is it? Something like that.”
“Oh, I see. So that’s how it is.”
Hippolyte seemed strangely pleased with my inexperience. I heard that women like experienced men. But does that vary from person to person?
Just as Hippolyte’s prejudice against men is wrong, Hassan’s prejudice against women also seems to have some room for improvement.
I first touched Hippolyte’s large breasts. Hippolyte trembled as I stroked her slightly sunken nipples with my fingers.
“Ugh… . Ugh… .”
Unlike last time when she had tried to hold back her screams, she made sounds as if she was trying to face the pleasure being given to her without looking away.
Of course, it feels really good for me as the one doing the petting. I can tell where and how to touch her to make her feel good. If we’re going to do it, it’s better if both of us feel good.
So, in addition to caressing and touching her soft breasts, I also shamelessly caressed and touched her slender arms and her tight stomach.
Her skin, soaked with sweat from excitement, slid easily over my hand as if I had received a smooth product, which was extremely obscene.
“Ah, ahh… . Heuheu, ha… .”
Also, she reacted easily to me no matter where or how I touched her. Could it be because of the sensitive skin condition I had earlier?
Now that I think about it, I seem to recall the fact that I once heard that, unlike men’s erogenous zones, which are concentrated in important areas, an aroused woman’s entire body turns into an erogenous zone.
Swish, swish.
“Hehe, ha, huh, why are you caressing my body like that? Hehe, come on, if you’re just joking… . Stop it… . Ouch, ah… !”
I kept stroking her well-toned abs and firm thighs. But no matter where I stroked, the reaction was the same, so I didn’t know.
“…Does it make you feel better if I touch you like this?”
“Yeah, ah, haat, go, ticklish. Huh, hah, jo, my whole body feels a little tingly too…”
A soft and smooth body like Luna’s is nice, but a body that has been trained like this is also fun to touch in its own way.
Healthy woman.
A healthy woman is instinctively attractive to men. A healthy woman will certainly give birth to healthy children and become a healthy mother. She will even be able to have many children.
If you wanted, you could choose a groom.
That kind of woman is lying beneath me without a single thread covering her head.
I feel afraid, as if I am committing some great sin.
Is this a dream?
While I was stroking Hippolyte’s belly for a while, Hippolyte asked me something as if she felt something strange.
“Well, as expected… Is my trained body not that great? From a man’s perspective… My body can’t be considered feminine… .”
It was a voice that seemed to lack confidence, as if the grass was dead. Did he have a complex about his appearance?
I didn’t see it that way. I think that since he took off his clothes, he was just saying what was on his mind.
“No, it looks good. It feels good to touch.”
“Oh, I see.”
“In that sense, let me have a taste.”
“Th, that’s what it means, what does it mean-, haaah!?”
My tongue ran from Hippolyta’s collarbone, between her breasts, down her abs, down her smooth mound, and finally down to her soaking wet pussy.
Knock knock, knock, thud.
Hippolyte’s vagina was already so wet that my tongue became even wetter.
But it felt a little sacrilegious to spread those labia apart and pierce that thick hymen without first tasting it.
“Ah, yeah, ahh…! Hey, where are you licking? That, that, that place… .”
“… Look. Say look.”
“T-Telling such obscene words… I, ugh, h, haaa… I, I wouldn’t do that. I, I’m a virgin…”
“If you don’t say anything, I’ll bite you.”
“Wh, what are you biting, haaah-!”
Hippolyte screamed without hesitation, probably because I had bitten her small, protruding clitoris between my front teeth.
“Eww, ah, eww!”
It was Hippolyte who was slightly ecstatic about it.
“Okay, let me tell you to hurry up and see.”
“Ugh, ugh… .”
Hippolyte was panting heavily. As I watched her, I suddenly felt something that I couldn’t tell was playfulness or sadism creeping up on me.
My heart is black, as if a squid has splashed ink inside my heart and splattered it. My heart is black.
I’m not even in my second year of middle school, and my expressions are a bit weird, but I can’t think of a better expression. Of course, that’s not important right now.
“Okay, let me speak.”
“Samaritan, no, ha, Hassan, I sense a strange mana from you-. Th, this is similar to the cultists…”
“Don’t change the subject. Quickly, tell the Amazon Empress Hippolyta to insert the thick cock of an uncivilized barbarian into her virgin vagina. Quickly.”
“Ugh… .”
For some reason, I found it very amusing to see a beautiful woman in trouble. I guess I was the type to bully.
“Come on, come on.”
“Ugh, it’s so, so embarrassing… .”
“… If you don’t do it quickly, I’ll hit you.”
I tapped between Hippolyte’s legs with my palm just like before. Just that made Hippolyte raise both legs as if she was going crazy.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh-! Aaaah!”
“Come on, come on.”
“Th, stop, ah, I understand. I got it. Heh…!”
