Chapter 25 – 25 – Of Course
···I know. What should I do now?
Humans are as sad as they are foolish. An inattentive creature that falls into a swamp only to discover that it cannot get out.
However, the sacrifice of the people in front who have become one with the swamp is at least a great help to the people behind them. Thanks to him, he can go back another way.
For example, aren’t all the poisonous creatures in the world known to the world thanks to the suffering of people who have taken a bite of them?
All those who follow can do is pray for the pioneers who were ruined just because they led the way.
However, I failed to fulfill my duties as the person behind me.
From countless porters who went to prison for sexual crimes, crashed parties, and were punished by heroes for embarrassing crimes.
Instead of learning the lesson that I shouldn’t live like that, I followed him exactly like an asshole.
I ended up sinking both feet into the swamp of lust.
One foot in Eshen’s arms. The other foot is in Sister Monica’s arms.
So, I am in a position to pray for myself, not for the person in front of me who left first.
I look so screwed, so who am I to wish for my well-being?
Eshen’s disturbed eyes stared at me.
These are the eyes of Tigris, which I have come to cherish dearly, but at the same time fear.
“Let’s clean up first, porter.”
“···Organize?”
“What on earth is your relationship with me?”
This is too harsh a question for the Ada graduate who was unboxed just recently.
Both arms automatically go between the knees and begin to twist like a person who has committed a sin.
“What does that mean?”
“Once you get that sorted out, you’ll be able to make a clear judgment about Monica. First of all, it’s clear that something has existed between you and Monica since a long time ago. Since when did you like each other? Since your hometown?”
“That means-“
“Me? Did you like me?”
I feel like my heart is pounding. Not because I was scared of Eshen, but because I didn’t know what he was thinking.
Okay. It is clear that the relationship was similar to that of a sex friend.
Although my opinion is one-sided, I am certain that our affection grew as our bodies overlapped.
But were we lovers? What feelings did I have toward Eshen, and did Eshen feel toward me?
Fortunately, Eshen is not shaking with betrayal. It seems a bit difficult and looks perplexed. Actually, could I have expected a situation like this?
“In the smell I smelled that day outside the cabin where Eshen and Tan were hanging out.”
The sister’s voice muttering, covered in a blanket, as if she were crying. Eshen and I were shocked at the same time.
“There was a strong feeling of affection in the air. A love that was not inferior to that of a couple who had been together for several years was blooming. From the smell they both give off. I was jealous. “How can we become so dependent on and like each other in an instant?”
I looked at Eshen in shock. Eshen, whose face was bright red, waved his hand and laughed.
“What do you mean, sister? I fell in love with a porter who owed money to me so quickly after only knowing him for a few days? How could you know that in the first place?”
“As the daughter of Ishtar, I can tell. She was never wrong. That’s why those feelings are so deep and dense that I can’t deny that they are fake.”
The sister’s neat face is distorted.
“I stopped being jealous. I’m sorry. It’s all my fault, Eshen.”
“Jealousy?”
“I thought so many times that if I had to give my first birthday to someone, it would be Tan. I stayed away from him for fear of hurting him. Before that, outside the hut where you were making love, I would erase all traces of myself and soothe him by caressing him. “I once thought the kiss should have been mine, not Eshen’s.”
The sister treated herself as a sinner and was filled with regret.
A person who can’t catch even a bug lightly. He is the nicest person I know in the world.
So the tears flowing down my cheeks felt like a disaster I had caused.
“In the end, Eshen dated first, but I liked him first. Every time Tan, who became an adult, randomly said things like ‘please rely on me’ or ‘I want to repay you’, something that might sound like a confession…”
“···Sister. It’s not your fault-“
“No, it would be my fault. “Maybe Ishtar led us into this predicament because of my wrong desires.”
Eshen’s eyes widened.
“···So, it wasn’t a coincidence that I met an army of monster succubi on a mission that depended on my promotion?”
“Succubuses, who belong to monsters, are of course not members of the goddess. So she probably didn’t send the succubi like the goddess sending an army to us.”
The sister bit her lip once.
“But the target of this mission could have been a swarm of gargoyles or a salamander. I can guess this because I am connected to him through my heart. He probably felt sorry for me as I was trying to give up Tan, and led us into a predicament that could only be solved by combining our bodies. “I think that’s what you did.”
…Or maybe I was scheduled to be a sacrifice from the beginning.
At least the Ishtar I met had no idea that I would still be alive after being seduced by Sister Monica.
Maybe it’s both. Although her wish to embrace Thanh for her beloved daughter was granted, she did not love Thanh Van Thai very much because he had caught eyes with another woman.
If I were to be murdered and die, would Sister Monica have buried me in her memories and lived her whole life? Or maybe she was guided by an adulterous god, became a demon corrupted by love, and went around hunting down all kinds of men.
“···Shit.”
I hate both. Sister is mine.
The simple eye smile, the accumulated memories, and those full breasts and buttocks. I can’t lose it when I die, and I can’t hand it over to another man.
I covered the blanket and hugged the shivering sister tightly. Her sister’s trembling stopped with a loud moan.
“···Oh, then it’s a relationship that God supports.”
She said, looking a little fed up with Eshen.
It’s understandable to be embarrassed. By the Tigris, it will be difficult to encounter a situation that cannot be resolved through violence.
However, it is impossible to argue with God by feeding him honey chestnuts.
Since there are dozens of gods reigning over our heads, we, their people, must do our best to avoid being overlooked.
“Should I give up in moderation?”
“I don’t like that either.”
However, sometimes even if you have to go against such gigantic beings.
There are bound to be things that people don’t want to give up.
“···What?”
“You also vouched for it. Now I know for sure. I like you.”
Eshen, shocked by the sudden confession, raised his tail stiffly.
“What are you saying, you crazy guy!”
If both legs fall into a swamp, should one be cut off?
No. Both legs are mine. I can’t give up.
I am a person who cannot let go of anything I get my hands on.
That’s why I have a habit of stuffing everything that looks even remotely useful into my luggage.
And Eshen and Monica are not beings who can be compared to such useful junk.
“I like you. I just love it so much. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because you’re pretty. Maybe it’s because you’re as strong as you are beautiful. Maybe it’s just because you took my virginity and I fell in love with it like a baby. But one thing’s for sure. .”
I didn’t throw away the sable, the grappling hook, or even the leftover rye cake because I was in such a hurry to fight.
Why should I give up one or both of the two who are more precious than anything in the world?
“I like you too, sister. I’m sorry for not telling you sooner. I won’t miss you again.”
“Burnt···.”
“Just as much as I can’t let you go, I want you to be by my side, Eshen. Can’t you? Am I asking for too much?”
“Sister, that bastard must be crazy.”
Sister Monica nodded her head. With her head buried in my shoulder.
Eshen looked somewhat tired, but at first glance he seemed relieved. The relief on her honest face gave me relief too.
She was even prepared to get beaten up or scolded as an idiot. But she, Eshen, never complained to me.
Eshen, who had been looking at the door fidgeting with her legs crossed for a while, suddenly jumped up from the bed assigned to her.
Then, she crossed over to the bed where my sister and I were, and pressed her buttocks vigorously to the seat next to me.
With excuses that weren’t even asked.
“I came over because it was cold. What are you looking at, porter?”
“···Is that so?”
The fact that the cabin is cold is not just an excuse. The ship had not yet escaped the damp weather of Vyserk.
The window tilts every time the deck makes a faint crunching sound.
Every time raindrops form on it and the salt water foam touches it, a damp chill seeps in and freezes your fingertips and toes.
So it was even more special. Body temperature on both sides.
The fact that these two haven’t left my insignificant side yet.
“It’s amazing that you are something like the daughter of a forgotten god… But I can’t believe our situation just as much.”
Eshen deliberately pressed his side to me and tried to hide his red face by twisting his slightly longer hair.
It was no use.
“···Kiss with me first, and confess to your sister first. 1:1 tie.”
When you organize it like that, there is no trash left.
“You had sex with me first, and then you fucked my sister who cummed first. The score was tied 2:2.”
I screamed inside. Tan Bantai, you crazy bastard.
“Actually, if I had known that I was the guy her sister liked, I might not have touched you, the porter. If I were to choose the culprit who interfered with Sunae and complicated things, it would be me, not Monica.”
“No. I was a coward who didn’t have the courage to end my relationship with Tan, but I escalated the situation because I was jealous of you-“
“If you both feel sorry, sister. The score is tied at 3:3.”
The corner of Eshen’s mouth twitches. Just like the last time he took me on the train like a suitcase.
It’s ominous. I somehow felt like I had to run away.
I couldn’t get up because I was stuck between Sister and Eshen.
“Can I make a suggestion, sister?”
“A suggestion…?”
“It might sound a little crazy, but.”
I had lent one side of my shoulder to the sister, and I still had one side left.
Eshen said, burying the top of his head in the empty space as if he was headbutting.
“Did I ever tell you, porter? In Tigrian society, strong males are polygamous?”
…It’s like something I’ve heard before.
———-
The sister, who was shocked to hear Eshen’s suggestion, eventually asked as Eshen continued to encourage her.
In prayer, to Mother.
···Are you really going to ask such an obscene thing?
“Please say that. ‘A younger brother I know came up with this idea. You’re not going to punish me, are you?'”
“I’ll ask you a more polite question than that. I’ve only just realized that we’re in contact, but I’ve never really asked to talk…”
The oracle that had been unclear until now seemed to have reached the sister, whose spiritual power had become stronger, clearly and clearly.
After praying for a while, the sister, who had a dazed look on her face, looked up at the sky and whispered.
“Yes? Right now?”
Purple and pink lights flickered in the sister’s eyes. The sister informed us in a slightly frightened tone.
“I guess that’s what you want?”
Crazy.
“Good. I got permission, now all that’s left is…What are you doing sitting still, porter? Aren’t you going to take your pants down?”
As Eshen raised his claws, ready to rip off his pants belt, I quickly took off my pants as instructed.
And I panicked a little later.
“What are you doing right now?”
Mithra’s paladin passes by outside the cabin door. Shocked, the three of us stopped moving.
However, it seems that Christensen’s little guy also has a lot to notice. When I heard the sound of chatter from another nearby cabin, I became alert and ran away.
I think I know full well that I looked down on other parties.
…I’m glad you didn’t show any interest in what’s going on inside the door. Actually, I don’t think he would notice even if he was interested.
“Sister, are you sure it’s soundproof?”
“Ishtar’s blessing is working properly. People outside can’t see or hear what we’re doing.”
We can see and hear what’s going on outside, though.
A barrier for those who secretly commit lewd acts. What a criminal power of faith. I think I understand why the serious and ascetic Mithras of the world oppressed it.
“Like when you were eating burnt rice over our heads?”
“···That’s right. That’s true, but···.”
“Like when you were peeking outside our cabin?”
“Uuuh.”
When the sister started crying, Eshen laughed and said it was a joke.
And between those two conflicting faces, my dick stood tall. Like a fierce warrior waiting for the coming end.
Before I knew it, the sister’s eyes had opened slightly, and she looked at my dick again and muttered dreamily.
“This is… Such a majestic-looking object stuck inside me, prodding and tearing at me.”
“The veins are just like muscles. Isn’t that kind of cool, sister?”
Eshen and Monica got down on her knees, and she was examining my dick curiously.
Driving me crazy.
“Now, wait a minute. I wish you wouldn’t talk so close to me.”
“Why?”
“Your lips are too close. Every time you talk as if you’re evaluating something, your breath passes by-“
“Does it feel good because I’m brushing against you? You little porter?”
To the sister who flinched at the bad words, she put her hands together and bowed her head to apologize.
And she suddenly took out her pink tongue and hung it out. Smiling seductively as if he had suddenly changed.
As her wide-eyed sister watched, panting, her Eshen tongue came up to vigorously lick the base of my cock. Starting from her root, past the tongue of her glans, to the split part of her tip.
The tip of her tongue, which she had been savoring slowly like a slug, gently scrapes the outlet and slips out.
Intense stimulation that makes your back feel like it’s going to fall off. As I let out the breath I had been holding, Eshen smiled and whispered.
“Do you like it?”
Although the tone seems threatening, it is not aggressive. Although it seemed like he was urging me, I wasn’t expecting an answer.
It seemed like Eshen had decided. You’ve been arrogant on purpose, so now it’s my turn to scold you harshly.
If you think about it, our relationship was like that from the beginning.
It started because Eshen was being arrogant, and it ended up being punished by me picking on him like a dog.
So, I’m asking you to do it the same way as before. Ask them to rape you so you can find out the location of the female.
The sister swallows her saliva and looks at the yellow eyes full of anticipation. The lewdness emanating from Eshen must have been clearly felt to the point of provocation by the daughter of the God of Lust.
···I had no choice. I had been immersed in a swamp that I could not escape from, and now I had to fight, unable to escape.
By doing something dirty.
And that too, against two women who almost took my life while doing such dirty things.
Can I live…?
Fight porter fight