Chapter 13 A Secret in the Workmen's Shed
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'Hahhhhh……. I'm tired……”
A worker's hut near the mining site.
The hu. Which feels too small for even just three people to fit i. Leaks out heartfelt voices.
I jump into the rather dusty bed and lie dow. Even though I know it's not very nice.
This hut was originally a “Dormitory” For those working on the volcano.
It was set up as a countermeasure against those who try to steal ore illegally without a request (quest) from the guild or an official application for mining. The reason is that if you can create a situation where “Someone is always in this hut. It will lead to crime prevention.
“Thank you…… For your hard work…… It was…….”
And now.
Cortol. Who usually sleeps on the top bunk of the bunk bed. Was the 'master' of this workers' hut.
They are supposed to work in shift. But instead of staying at the workers' quarters at the foot of the mountai. They have been sleeping in this hut for a long time.
He said he was more comfortable being alon. And the other workers said they didn't want to sleep in such a ho. Cramped hu. So it was apparently a result of their mutual interests.
'Thanks for all your help toda. Cortola. I look forward to working with you tomorrow!”
He talks to the ceiling in front of hi. Dressed in a white short-sleeved shirt and black half pants.
But from Cortol. Who was supposed to be beyond tha. Resting on the bunk be. The only word that came back was a very small “Yes” In a very small voice.
He is not good at talking to other people after al. And forcing him to do so is not a good idea.
Beside. I've already had dinner and showere. And my tired body is craving for rest.
(…… Come to think of it)
The actuality i. I have not felt the effects of the 'lewd crest' even once today.
The first day I was digging for ore – so all I could think about was saving Tetteh.
The actuality is that it's really a chore to do so.
“I didn't realize there was such a countermeasure……”
Gradually the eyelids fall away.
I didn't think that the effects of the lewd cres. Which didn't disappear even with the cleansing holy wate. Would be hard to feel just from physical exhaustion.
It's really simpl. But 'I'm so tired that I don't want to do anything echigo' seems to be effective.
At this rat. I'll do my best tomorrow and dig for dex ore while remaining pure and innocent here…… And pondering that much.
With a pleasant sense of fatigu. I fell into a world of sleep.
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Good morning! Please come again today!”
Day 2.
Makina and Kortol. Who greeted the workers who had come to work from their quarters under the volcano and were already ready to g. Were the first to enter the “Magic Path”.
Toda. To. He wielded his pickax. Carried away worthless stones with a trolle. And dug deeper and deeper into the tunnels.
When the ore we were looking for still did not appear after taking breaks for rehydratio. Fatigue and impatience were building up.
Excuse m. Mr. Kortola.
“……?”
It's hot as quicksan. Do you mind if I take off my jacket?”
“…… Please……”
To prevent injuries and burn. Everyone at this mining site wears sturdy work clothes with a fire-resistant finish.
Howeve. If you keep wearing it all the tim. Sweat will pour down like a waterfal. So most of us take off our jackets in the middle of the day.
Makin. Like the me. Couldn't resist and changed her jacket to a white short-sleeved shirt.
Exposing my white arms and skin cools me down some.
“Phew……”
Then he grabbed the pickaxe again and dug and dug and dug.
“………………”
But Makina didn't notice.
The fact that I took off my jacket made me more or less exposed.
That the magical bosom of that 16 year old was not quite the same as that of a 16 year ol. But it was a presence all the more powerful.
The most important thing to remember is that you can't just take a pickaxe and swing it aroun. Your breasts will sway and move.
Because of the grueling work and the sense of purpose (rescuing Tet. I didn't care about the eyes of those around me. There was no time for that.
Most importantl. Because I hardly felt a glance from the cortola I was working with.
I finished the work again today without feeling any tingles of lewdness – again.
“–Not good today~……”
“There is…… Still the possibility…… Of……
After the first da. There was no harvest on the second day.
Ores and gems other than Dex are unearthe. And from what I've seen from Cortola and the other worker. It's impossible that they don't get any at all.
But the rest was up to luc. And it was true that the only thing to do was to keep digging patiently.
“……? 'Sole. What is it?”
“…… Oh……”
Today I'm sitting on the bottom bunk of my bed in short sleeves agai. Massaging my tired legs and feet.
After clearing away the dishes on the tabl. Cortola sat down directly on the floor and took out some kind of 'stick'.
“…… This is…… Also a 'magical tool'……”
The clu. Like a mortar and pestl. Has a slightly bulging tip on one end.
The first time I saw hi. I slapped my cheek onc. Which almost made me think of it as if it were a male organ.
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O. N. N. No. Don't worry about it.”
According to Cortola's faltering explanatio. The stick was a 'massager'.
A rounded ore is attached to the tip of the stick and wrapped in the soft skin of a Poison Frog. Like the pickaxe used by Machina and her friend. The ore vibrates when magical power is poured into it.
“…… Please.”
Use i. Apparently.
I took the massager handed to me and flowed the magic power – sure enoug. That magic tool started to tremble at the tip.
“Oh……!”
I look at the items I see for the first time. I didn't know that this kind of usage was possible not only with a pickaxe.
The. Fearfull. I put the massage. Which trembled slightl. On my shoulder…
“Nn……! Hu. Ah~……!”
I've never experienced a feeling like this befor. A feeling different from se. Etc. Spreading from my shoulders to my whole body.
It's like having your shoulders rubbed at high speed by a skilled masseuse.
A gut-wrenching voice leaks ou. And he returns i. Blushing with embarrassment.
Howeve. I was instantly fascinated by this new 'pleasure'.
“Wo. That's great……! U. U……. Can I borrow it again late……?”
“…… Please……”
So Makina and Cortola took turns passing the massager to each othe. And the burbling vibrations loosened the stiffened muscles and tired spots.
“O……. It's good~ this~……. I'll definitely buy it when I get back to Onsen town~……”
“………………”
Once agai. Makina had unknowingly let her 'guard' down.
The vibrations of the massager made both of her ample breasts tremble.
What happens if you use it when you are dressed with your slender hands or bare feet showing? What will men think?
But unlike the innkeeper and Tac. There was just no such (・・・・・) appeal from Cortola.
Without being strongly conscious of it as the opposite se. She just kept pressing the magical tool (vibrator) against her body with a ho-hum and satisfied face.
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Day 3.
Today I continued to work in the diggings agai. From early morning until late in the evening.
Perhaps because he got the hang of i. He was able to dig up some gems that were considered difficult for beginners to mine. In terms of rarity alon. They are more valuable than the ore that Makina is pursuing.
But the all-important Dex ore is not showing up.
The doctor said he could keep her for ten day. But he couldn't waste even a single day. I was getting more and more frustrated.
But there was one big 'change'.
It happened not in the mining operatio. But in the inn room where they were alone.
“……?”
Late at night when the lights have already gone out.
A night when the heat and humidity made it hard to sleep.
Makina suddenly woke up feeling something 'different'.
“……………………”
(What is it?……?)
The bunk beds swayed slightly.
At first I thought it was an earthquake. Since a volcano is located nearb. Tremors caused by eruptions are not uncommon.
But it wasn't. Cortola's voice leaked faintly from the top bunk of the be. And the bed was apparently the only thing vibrating in small increments.
And for a moment. When the shaking subsided – Cortola pulled up his pants and seemed to pull the covers over himsel. And then he was quiet.
(This is……)
But Makina was sensitive to this.
This series of tremor. The voice that leaked ou. And – the 'smell' that was faintly in the air.
(Ug. Lies……. Oh no……)
But come to think of i. It's only natural for a man to do 'that sort of thing'.
Looking bac. I once comforted myself next to Tetteh's sleeping body.
There's nothing unnatural about being human. It's an inevitable part of communal living.
(Wel. Wel…… Cortola is also a man……)
I was simply surprised (…).
I had heard that he wasn't good with wome. And he had never shown any signs of being s. But I didn't expect it. I was more concerned about that.
When I became aware of thi. I felt a tingle in my lewdness.
Howeve. Due to physical exhaustio. I couldn't even muster the energy to get up.
In the en. We spent the night without incident that day – and night.
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Day 4.
I observed Cortola in light of last nigh. And it certainly wasn't 'not at all'.
If I take off my work clothe. He glances at me and then looks away.
He shakes the pickaxe a little louder and quickly turns around when his chest and sides are claimed.
It wasn't so much that he wasn't interested in the female bod. It was more that he was trying (・・・・) to avoid it.
And it was a trend that was evident when he was chatting and laughing with the other workers during breaks.
“How's it goin. Makina-chan! Sleeping in the same hut as Koltr. Are they doing something weird to you?
“Overseer! I'm not going to do that! Because it's that Cortola-san.
Yes! Mr. Cortola has been very kind to me and has been very……! He's a very gentlemanly man and……!”
The actuality i. The actuality i. The actuality i. The actuality i. The actuality is. The only ones who would attack you as soon as they see you as a woman would be the 'rapist of the royal capital' or you!”
“That's terribl. Director! Do I look like the kind of scumbag who raped 30 people and got thrown in jail?
Ha-ha-ha!”
“………………”
He never tries to come in for chit-chat or obscene talk (the lowdown. But just sharpen his pickaxe in the corner.
But every time such a topic came u. Every time Makina's attention was drawn to he. I could tell that she would look at me with a pout.
But there was nothing conclusiv. And the fourth day's work ended with the decision that it was probably just 'I'm interested in i. Though I won't show it.
And that night.
Cortola has repeatedly used the system of getting meals from the workers' quarters at the foot of the mountain and returning the dishes when he's finished.
I finished returning the dishes for two toda. And when I opened the door to the hu. Thinking that all I had to do was go to bed…
“A. Welcome bac. Mr. Kortola. I'm sorry for always leaving you to clean up after dinner.”
……!
There. In a thin neglige. There was the figure of Makina pressing a massager against her shoulder.
I knew I hadn't brought too many changes of clothes.
The magical tools (vibrators) are also supposed to be free to use on each other.
However. Cortola's movements stopped for a moment as she looked at the camisole that was roughly open at the ches. The most revealing outfit she had ever worn.
The two flabby breasts are shaking and swaying with each vibration.
Her belly button and nape show through the thin fabri. And just moving her raw legs a little bit gives a glimpse of her shorts.
“N……. I'm so happy you like it. I knew i. You're so creepy…….
Her voice leaks out in the pleasure brought by the massage. And the smell of freshly showered 'girls' fills the small cabin.
But he said nothin. And halfway up the bunk be. As if he couldn't stand it.
And so it was the fourth night for the two of them.
–Midnight.
Makina woke up to the sound of the bed creaking.
The lewd crests begin to glow. But I don't raise my eyelids.
I turn over and turn my back to 'the man standing by the bed'.
“……. Fu……”
I can feel her breathing hard. And the sound of him rubbing his nads.
The whoremongers have already reacted. Howeve. You must not lose here. Because at the time of Tac. I left myself to temptation and consequently put my subordinate (Tet) in danger.
So this tim. I (…) I won't move. If I wake u. I might devour my carnal desires again like before.
The 'Machina' in this hut is sound asleep from exhaustion.
Whatever happen. Whatever the others d. It is none of our business.
That's what I've decided.
……!
And.
It's on my bac. 'Bur. Bur. Burr'.
There was the sound of some liquid (・・・・・) being shot out with great force.
“…… Umm……”
!”
With a natural movemen. He turns over. His face is toward the top bunk of the be. But his eyes are not open.
The man in the darkness seemed startled for a momen. But when he realized there was no sign of getting u. He let out a relieved breath.
But the man seems to have noticed.
To the twin hills that claim from that negligee of the beautiful girl who lies on her back defenselessly.
“………………”
The man made up his mind.
Gentl. A large 'shadow' stretches out.
Then a hard han. Leaving a slightly fishy smel. Gently touched his left breast.
“……♥”
I won't wake up. Because right no. I'm sound asleep.
I have not succumbed to the lewdness. If anyone has succumbed to sexual desir. It is the man – Kortra – not himself.
“…….”
Rustling and fluffing.
With a hand as if touching a fine glasswor. As if appraising a precious gem.
Carefull. So as not to wake them up – the breasts are gently caressed in a way that conveys such a feeling.
Cortola's left hand seems to be rubbing her breas. While her right hand is squeezing her own one.
Rough breathing. The masturbation which quickens. The way of rubbing which is taken to it and increases boldness.
The negligee is pulled dow. Exposing the ra. Ample tits.
“…… Is…… ♥ Oh…… ♥”
When I close my eye. I feel his touch more vividly.
As if to check the siz. The softnes. The smoothnes. The dampness of my sweaty skin.
Then she runs her fingers up and down the stiffened nipples as if she were plucking a flower or squeezing her own penis.
I almost open my eyes to such pleasure that is given to me. I want to give everything to the instinct roused by the lewd crest.
But still.
He didn't speak louder than his sleeping breath. He didn't wriggl. He just let Cortola's desires take over.
“Damn……!”
–And…
Once her breasts were squeezed hard and her nipples were pinched between her fingers and toe. Desire seemed to be unleashed.
More than the sound of a volcano eruptin. My ears are hearing “Byuuuuu! Byukku……!” The sound of ejaculation is better heard than the sound of volcanic eruption.
That magma-hot copious amount of semen splashed onto my thighs.
So when you finished the 'thing. You became somewhat calm.
Kortra hastily removed her hands from her breast. Wiped the semen from her thigh. And quietly returned to the upper bunk so as not to be noticed.
“……♥”
Apparentl. The 'love juice' overflowing from the secret part was too dark to notice after all.
But with so much lewdness in actio. She didn't get up and invite him to join her.
I'm working to save Tett. And I'm not going to do anything lewd anymore. I was able to keep that resolution today.
“…… Heh ♥”
But–
When they do it 'from the other side' as they did tonigh. It's called force majeur. I guess – in the bed covered by the dark nigh. I had a lewd smile on my face that I didn't know about.
