Chapter 8 – Invited Man, or NTR
Before I could fully enjoy the soft, moist texture that seemed to be full of water, Nardil broke my arm and knocked me down.
“Aagh!”
It was a similar reaction to a young man getting angry when a man approached and slapped his dick.
“What are you doing all of a sudden!? Are you going to try it now?”
Yes! Sister!
Of course she wanted to fuck her up, but that’s right, she’s not trying to have sex.
“Now, wait a minute! There’s cheese in it… Look at this!”
When I painfully wiggled my index finger and showed off the cheese that had been covered earlier, the bent arm finally came undone.
“What? Why is this in here?”
“Haha…. There are all sorts of special things. How did it roll into the heart?”
“Cheese is not an assassin…….”
Doubt blooms on her face, but only I know the truth about her.
“Ah, sorry. She was startled by the sudden rush.”
“It’s okay. First of all, I’ll come back after talking with Delton. It won’t take long.”
After replying that she would trust her and wait, she walked out of her cheese warehouse, scratching the back of her neck.
“Oops, I thought it would break.”
My arms were very numb, but if the price of touching the delicious true milk was only this much pain, I thought I could do it all day.
She massaged her arm for a moment before stepping out of the shed.
Today, I kept the morning routine.
I, who had attained enlightenment three months ago, have not missed a single day of this series of actions since then.
No matter how scared he was of dying soon, he felt very sorry for Delton to shove her face into someone else’s cunt, but he didn’t like that bastard from the start anyway.
It was a guess, but it was clear that I conquered Nardil’s pussy and her breasts before Delton did.
To those who know the truth, I’ll look like a devil, but to those who don’t know, this is just
It’s just my own little deviation.
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Did you say that religion is the support of the common people?
Such irresponsible words are the equivalent of fucking up in this world.
No matter how desperately we cried out the name of God in the prayer halls of the streets of the city, no dinar would come out.
‘At that time, I’d rather beg and earn a penny.’
I also once cried out in the awkward language of this place at the prayer place on the street, asking for some precious time to be sent back to Earth, or at least something if that was difficult.
If you put in that much effort, even if you don’t necessarily have a talent for swordsmanship, I can give you a few fucking dinars.
All I received after being kidnapped into this world was a short platonic romance for a month.
Even that had been taken away a long time ago.
‘Eat some shit, Goddess.’
Dog years.
Pure love, established as normal common sense in this world, must be a value system created by our Goddess.
I, not covered by it, spit on that rule by making fun of other women.
Quietly and secretly.
As someone who doesn’t know the commandments of the Goddess Order, I continued my routine while being as careful as I could in case of any danger, but I was able to work a little more freely here.
You just have to keep it to the point where you won’t be kicked out of the village.
However.
‘How the fuck, there’s none?’
He walked slowly and looked carefully at all the women, from milking the goats to cooking and housework.
There are no widows.
To be more precise, there were no young widows.
Here, the standard for being young and ordinary is not at least 37 years of age or younger, even though the condition is that appearance does not matter at all.
‘Fuck the dog, why are boys’ men’s strings so tough?’
There were three widows in this village, a 71-year-old grandmother who had lost her husband, and two middle-aged women in their 50s who had plenty of food.
Except for those three, all of them had owners or had never met their destiny.
No matter how much it is, it’s not a human thing to take it away before the predetermined fate arrives.
I have a conscience too.
Then, all that was left was to ask me to be the invited man, but there was no way the pure caterpillars would accept that.
“Haaa….”
As long as the results had already been decided, even if I looked around more, there would be no meaning anymore, so I went to Delton.
“It is a really hot day. Can I come in for a minute?”
I hinted at the two sturdy young men guarding Delton’s cabin.
“No big deal, Ed.”
Two young men who look like my age even if I beat them a lot.
Both of them had lovers.
If they go home in the evening, they will not care about this fucking heatwave and will covet their women like beasts.
I’m so jealous of that, damn it.
When I entered the cabin like that, I found Delton lying on the rotten wood floor and looking up at the sky.
I asked with a snort at the look that seemed to have lost energy.
“What are you doing?”
I asked because I didn’t want to look upset, but he didn’t even look at me.
“…….”
Anyway, this bastard is not going to be affectionate.
“What are you doing.”
I’m the only one who takes care of this ugly bastard, but I don’t know if I know it or not, I won’t respond unless I’m respectful.
“Go away.”
Delton answered with his gaze still fixed on the sky.
“I have something to tell you. Go, try to escape, just don’t do it.”
Perhaps surprised by my words, he slowly turned his head this way.
“…….”
“It’s natural that we don’t know since we haven’t met since the first day, but Nardil wants to stay in the village. I just told you the story-“
“I, Nardil, how are you? Are you sure you’re not stuck somewhere like me? If so…….”
What would you do if you were locked up?
“Listen to me first. Then I’ll give you the answer you want. If you cut me off one more time, I won’t bring you food from today.”
Then Delton’s mouth was firmly shut.
If I persuaded him to stay in this village, I would have 700 dinars, but it seemed that it would not be easy again.
‘If you are not appeased at all…….’
There were ways to get something else instead of giving up dinars.
Under the same conditions, it’s not a bad choice either.
However, appeasement comes first.
“You said your goal was to buy a small house. Don’t do that, just live here. Work in her moderation and stay safe with her. Nardil wants that.”
Turning his head again to look at the sky, Delton shut his mouth for a moment.
“If you want to leave this village after a year or two, it’s not too late to leave then. Right now, I’m in an atmosphere where if I speak well, I’ll be allowed to go out of town.”
As you live with time, some level of trust will build up.
If you don’t change your mind even then, you can do whatever you want.
I didn’t hear an answer as if I was worried.
‘Okay. There’s no way they’ll succeed at once like this.’
In the midsummer heat, sweat trickles down.
Sitting down in the quiet cabin and watching the clouds, Delton’s mouth finally opened.
“Tell me you know. After… And if you’re going to get me to work somehow, I’ll be milking the goats.”
The way you talk really sucks.
Do you want to know anyway?
I thought it would take at least a month, but it worked.
As it is, to Nardil…….
“Why are you standing there stupidly without turning off?”
A waste-class porter bastard.
After saying that, Delton swung his hand at me, wondering what kind of bug I looked like.
“Wait.”
Reconciliation was easier than I thought.
If you tell Nardil as it is, Delton will live in this town for a while, milking her with her.
‘Let’s wait. I’m used to it.’
If my pride is worth 700 dinars, I’m happy enough to double clap my hands and feet, right?
“I had to make it clear. Write it down here.”
I held out a piece of paper and a quill and told him to write down what I was saying, and he wrinkled his face and cursed.
Even so, I smiled and continued.
I don’t know if Nardil will recognize Delton’s handwriting, but it’s better than nothing.
I repeated the first part until he moved his hand, and after eight times he finally succeeded.
Looking at Delton, who had written down all of the short content, he recited the last one.
“…… I will pay 1,000 dinars to such a mercenary, Ed.”
I wish I could write more of this.
“What? A thousand dinars!? You crazy bastard—!”
But it failed.
It’s a waste.
Chew.
I quickly snatched the paper from Delton’s hand.
I missed that last point, but this should be enough evidence.
“A scumbag covets money recklessly? Bring Nardil now! That’s all for looking after!”
“Look?”
As long as I have this piece of paper, the safety device that will get me the dinar, I don’t have to go out in a low position anymore.
“You are sick.”
I threw away the fake smile I was forced to keep.
I’m so fed up I can’t eat anymore.
“You don’t want to give me money?”
Delton’s eyes started to blink at my sudden words.
“Then there is another way other than money.”
He raised one corner of his mouth and stuck out his tongue.
As meanly as possible.
Yes, just like the golden sun I saw on the internet.
“Would you like to listen?”
There are no guards or goddess churches here.
This guy is already a weakling, but now in a state of weakness due to nutritional imbalance, two young men on my side are waiting outside the door.
Okay.
There will never be a better condition than this.
He grabbed the handcrafted birch wood bat he had hidden under his jacket.
And, in case the words leak out, he approaches Delton and whispers in his ear.
“I don’t know if you know, but my lover died a long time ago.”
I’m sorry, Delton.
I need to know
“So, can I have sex with Nardil?”
What kind of reaction will I have to my last hope, the invited man, or NTR?
