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Chapter 99 - With Mizuki in a Small Room (Mizuki ⭐️)

After finishing our meal, we returned to the inn.

"Is Famu okay?"

The room was cramped. It felt like they'd crammed an extra bed into a single-occupancy space. Mizuki was sitting on one of the beds.

"I left her in Myra's room."

Famu had gotten drunk and started rambling incoherently before passing out. I'd carried her back to the inn on my back.

"Why does she drink when she knows it'll turn her into that?"

I needed to tell her never to touch alcohol without me around.

"You don't get it, do you?"

"...Is there a reason?"

Mizuki stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.

"The more you learn about people, the more you come to love dogs."

Mizuki murmured. It was a quote attributed to Mark Twain, a writer from her original world.

"It's still nonsense to me now, but watching you somehow jogged my memory."

It couldn't have been "somehow."

She was probably connecting it to our earlier encounter with Joe and the others.

"...I've never seen Famu as a pet. And I'm not so worn out by relationships in this world that blind loyalty starts to appeal to me."

It was a half-hearted response.

"That won't do Famu any favors,"

Mizuki said.

"So, are Joe and Becky Transfers?"

"Probably. They said they're chasing someone who summoned a goddess. Not sure if they realize it's me."

"Why name himself Joe of all things...?"

I'd been wondering the same, and it seemed she felt it too.

"Those two knew about Mii and the others. Since they're not picking a fight, they're probably not Transfers summoned by one of the five goddesses. I'd rather not make enemies of them, but..."

"You won't actively try to recruit them either?"

I nodded at Mizuki. Their info was tempting, but the risk if things turned hostile was too high.

"So, why did it take so damn long to decide the order?"

Mizuki looked troubled.

"Hmm, can I even say...?"

"I've gotta prepare myself mentally."

"Prepare for what?"

"Mizuki, didn't you just say 'nani'?"

"I didn't!"

"Gonna play dumb?"

"Why do you always have to make me say perverted stuff?"

"Because you'd never say it otherwise. I'm planning to collect all the dirty things you say, compile them into a 'famous quotes' book, and sell it through the Mateo Trading Company."

"...I need a drink now."

Mizuki puffed out her cheeks and looked away.

"Anyway, about the order. How'd it go?"

"Um, Claire's last."

"..."

That explained why she headed back to the inn and never returned. Avea and the others must've overheard the meeting. That was embarrassing—I'd rather we'd handled it quietly among ourselves.

"Also, Cecily's sitting it out."

"W-Why...? Her period?"

"I don't think so. I figured that potion would stop it."

"You haven't had yours?"

"I... yeah, it was supposed to be around the time we got attacked, but..."

"Then you might be pregnant."

"Take responsibility?"

"I'll take full responsibility. I won't let you go, ever. That okay?"

"Y-Yeah. If it happens, then... Wait, you're taking responsibility right now!"

Mizuki shot back. I should've checked with Myra, but it probably worked like contraceptives from her world. Ten years from now, we might end up like Akitsuki Uta, but at the very least, I had to make sure Mizuki could return to her original world. I reaffirmed that resolve.

Still, Cecily. What was she thinking? Did she really intend to disappear from my life? The thought left everything in darkness.

"Mash, you're moping about Cecily, right? I get why you'd feel down, but do it in front of her, not me. Seeing that gloomy face stings a little."

"S-Sorry. What about Aira?"

Mizuki shook her head.

"The reason?"

"Ask her yourself."

She tacked on to my words.

"When I was agonizing over you, Cecily was the one who thought about your feelings..."

"Ugh..."

I shot her a deadpan glare, and she squirmed, maybe from guilt.

"If you're asking for advice, this might not help, but... can I say it straight? You won't get mad?"

"Yeah."

I had a feeling it wouldn't be anything good, but I wanted Mizuki's input before talking to Cecily.

"First off, Mash... Wait, is this okay? Cecily might've already heard it..."

"Just spit it out—don't tease me."

"Normally, no girl falls for an old guy."

I'd braced myself, but she slashed me down with brutal force.

"Urk, yeah, I get that, but it's so blunt. Is that how you see me too, Mizuki?"

"You, Famu, and I are a bit off-kilter. We're not the standard. Myra's probably got a big crush on the 'hero from another world' vibe. She's the closest in age to you among us, too. Aira... honestly, no clue."

"What about Cecily?"

I wanted to ask what she meant by "a bit off-kilter,"

but Cecily took priority.

"There's Reed, of course, but at first I thought she just wanted to take you from me and Famu... I think she picked up on how much you like her. You like her recklessness, right? She's the only one who thinks you like her personality."

"No, I like yours too, Mizuki."

"It's awkward to say myself, but that's something you realized after we started dating, right? What I mean is the spark of romance."

"Fair enough. And?"

"That's it. Her personality let her accept you at first, but now that same trait's shutting you out."

"...I'm screwed, then."

"You should've kept it to just me and Famu. But Cecily welcomed you to this world as a comrade, so I want us all to keep adventuring together. So, try your best."

"You're worried about Cecily, yet here you are, doing naughty things with me..."

I pushed Mizuki onto her back on the bed and stole her lips.

"Mmm... mmph."

A sweet sigh escaped her. I pulled her closer, deepening the kiss, begging for more.

"Don't go anywhere, Mizuki."

"Mmm... I'll always be with you, Mash."

She wrapped her arms around my neck, holding me tight. We devoured each other's lips for a while before I stripped off her clothes. Her firm breasts came into view. Her proportions were flawless. We were eating the same food lately—how did she stay so stunning?

"W-What? Staring like that is embarrassing."

"How do you want it today?"

I shed my own clothes. The delay was frustrating. I wanted to touch her forever.

"T-Today's a rough day, I guess?"

Weren't there too many "rough"

days?

"Do you have a rape fantasy, Mizuki?"

I slid my hand around her back, pulling her in, then stroked her ass. It was firm and inviting.

"It's not exactly that, but when I masturbate, I often imagine being forced. That feeling... yeah, it's there."

Her confession sent a thrill through me.

"But, Mash, please. Don't think less of me?"

"No way—it's turning me on big time."

"Am I the only one who thinks like this?"

"Want me to ask the others?"

Mizuki thought for a moment, then shook her head. My fingers, circling her rear, brushed her back entrance.

"Mmph!"

She gasped, so I teased it shallowly with my fingertips.

"I'm gonna claim this too."

"Y-Yeah. But today, I want the front more?"

As she answered, I slipped in two fingers, thrusting deep.

"Guuuuh! M-Mash?"

I kneaded her insides, feeling the slick warmth, then used water magic to pour some into her ass.

"Hyaah!"

She arched her back.

"Mmm, ah, M-Mash, too much—it's gonna come out!"

I pistoned my fingers hard. She clenched to hold back, but loosened when I pushed deeper. I exploited it, ravaging her.

"My ideal Mizuki wouldn't let anything out from behind!"

"Wh-What? Then why—ahh, this is too much!"

Her breaths grew ragged.

"You asked for rough."

"True, but! Ah! Next time back there, so please, forgive me today!"

Tears welled in her eyes as she gripped my arm, trying to stop me.

"Promise?"

"Ah, y-yeah! I promise!"

I withdrew my fingers. She collapsed, sinking into the bed.

I spread her legs. She complied obediently. Completely bare, her slit was fully visible. Parting it with my fingers revealed pink folds dripping with arousal. It twitched, trying to close against my touch.

"Even after ass play, you get this wet."

I teased her with words.

"I think I was wet from the kiss."

"Even from the one during the day?"

"Not this much, but a little..."

Seeing her honest response, I couldn't help but chuckle.

"H-Hey, why laugh? I can't help it!"

As she protested, I pressed my tip against her entrance.

"Already putting it in?"

"Don't want to?"

She shook her head.

"I want you in quick."

"Then beg for it."

"Eh...? Okay, Mash, please put it in."

"Lame. Put what where?"

Understanding, her cheeks flushed red.

"You're mean. You won't look down on me if I say it?"

"I won't. Say it."

She took a deep breath, steeling herself.

"Wait, recording this."

I pulled out my smartphone and started video mode. I thought she'd complain, but she stayed silent.

"M-Mash, put your... your dick in my... my pussy..."

"Mizuki, redo. 'Pussy' is vague."

Her whole face burned crimson. I could feel her heart pounding through her skin. Tears glistened in her eyes, flickering in the lamplight.

"Please put your dick in my pussy, Mash."

Hearing her say it—my words, sure—pushed my excitement to the peak. My brain felt like it might melt. Unable to hold back, I sank into her depths.

"Auuuuhhh!"

She writhed, welcoming me. The tight resistance fought my intrusion, yet rippling waves urged me deeper. I pulled back slightly and thrust in again. Her slickness let me glide smoothly.

"Mash, I love you. I'll be with you forever."

She clung to me, her walls clenching tighter. I began to thrust.

"Ah, Mash, if you don't go back to your world, I won't either!"

She sought a kiss; our tongues intertwined. I savored her saliva as she took mine. Tasteless, yet a sweet haze enveloped my mind. She moved her hips in rhythm with mine, her breasts swaying enticingly. Pinching her cherry tips made her body jolt like a spring. I lost myself in pounding her.

"I've wanted this since we met. Never thought it'd actually happen."

"Mash, I... it feels so good, more, ahh, Mash!"

She pressed her mound against me, craving deeper pleasure. I wanted to thrust into her endlessly, to watch her moan forever. But my limit approached. I sped up; she wrapped her legs around my waist, understanding.

"Mizuki, I'm cumming!"

"Mash, aaaaaahhh!"

Ecstasy surged through me. I pulsed inside her, flooding her with seed. She lifted her hips to take it all as her walls spasmed in climax.

Mizuki went limp, entrusting her body to the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. A pleasant exhaustion washed over me; I relaxed atop her. My spent length slipped free.

"Mizuki, stay with me always. Don't leave."

"...Yeah, I'll be right here."

Her hand circled my back. We drifted into deep sleep.