Ira still showed severe anxiety whenever she went outside the mansion. I saw no reason to fix this, so I didn't bother trying. Ira shook her head at my words and said,
"Even if I don't go, you could, Lord. With the Elf Princess here, couldn't you just go and come back? There's something I really want…."
"No."
Even if it were Siri, not Ira, begging with her legs spread, the answer would still be no. The one place I had to avoid in this life wasn't the royal palace or the Dragon Mountains—it was the sea. Ira's expression turned glum as she asked,
"Um… was that too much to ask while you're busy?"
"No. It's just that there's a crazy lesbian rapist living in the sea."
There's a ridiculously strong, insane lesbian rapist living there, so going to the sea is out of the question. She's a madwoman who rapes women and kills men. After encountering that lesbian rapist-murderer in the original game, I suffered from trauma for a week. I asked Ira again,
"But is there something special in the sea?"
"Well…."
Ira showed me a newspaper that had arrived at the lord's castle. It was an article about a popular jewelry box made from polished seashells. The price wasn't too high, and it looked quite beautiful.
"Oh."
I exclaimed in admiration, staring at the picture. If it looked like this in real life, buying one or two as gifts would be worth it. But I quickly steeled myself. No matter how pretty the design or how cheap the price, I wasn't willing to take the risk.
"Still, the sea is a no-go."
Strictly speaking, as long as I didn't go *on* the sea, I wouldn't run into her. But I still wanted to stay as far away from that area as possible. Ira looked disappointed at my firm refusal, but she didn't stop massaging me. After assigning her only massages and cleaning instead of accounting work, Ira, once a fraudster, had unlocked new traits in cleaning and massage.
She calculated well enough, was obedient, and excelled at cleaning, massaging, and even drinking with me. Now, Ira was essentially my personal maid. Her fingertips brushed against my bare skin. When I looked up, Ira was staring at me with a mischievous smile. A maid looking down on her master deserved punishment—a big one, with a stick.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Who is it?"
Ira clicked her tongue in disappointment. No voice came from the other side of the door. I asked again,
"Who is it?"
".....It's me."
"Oh, Princess Erina. Come in."
Erina hesitated, her face flushed, before opening the door. It was easy to guess why she had come. After a week of anxiety, she must have finally decided which option was better. Erina glanced at Ira and said,
"I need to speak with the Lord privately."
I sent Ira out. She left with a face full of regret. I organized the documents and set them aside, then asked Erina, unable to hide the smile on my lips.
"So, what brings you here?"
"I've thought about your proposal."
"And what did you decide?"
"Um… how long does it usually take to… get pregnant?"
"It depends on the effort."
Erina's face turned bright red. She glanced around and whispered. Her hushed voice excited me even more.
"Come to my room first."
I had to slightly bend my waist to hide my already stiff lower body. Erina seemed uncomfortable with my hesitant approach. She grabbed my hand, worried someone might see, and pulled me forcefully into the room.
She locked the door, took a deep breath, and glared at me. Her chest heaved, and her clear green eyes sparkled. I tried to cover my fully erect member with my hand. Erina looked at me and said,
"I've thought about your proposal. To marry A.A., who's now a woman, it's wise to consider other options."
If Erina were to bear another man's child, the choice was clear: me. I was a hero who defeated the Demon King, a half-elf capable of fathering an elf, and of noble status. Even if the Elf Kingdom was open-minded, Erina wouldn't settle for just any seed.
"Right. That's why I offered to be your stallion."
"A stallion? Why do you think you're suited for that role?"
"I defeated the Demon King alongside the hero, my father is Peta Sirius, a former hero, and I'm the lord of a human kingdom with a solid status. A seed like mine isn't easy to come by. For your future, it's the best choice."
The phrase "receiving seed" sounded vulgar. Erina frowned, clearly thinking the same.
"How crude."
"But it's the best option. Princess Erina, you couldn't wait any longer, could you?"
Erina fell silent at my words. Her smooth thighs were visible above her short skirt. The silence stretched on. My member throbbed, ready to burst. She tugged at her skirt, sighed, and glared at me.
"If you ever tell anyone what happens in this room, I'll kill you and then myself."
"You think too lowly of a priest of the Great God's Church."
"A man volunteering to be a stallion shouldn't talk."
I didn't want to delay any longer. As I strode toward her, Erina stepped back, startled. I grabbed her chest and said,
"Since we're doing this anyway, no need to hesitate, right?"
As my face drew closer, Erina turned her head and said,
"Don't come near my face… Kyaah!"
I tossed Erina onto the bed. She floated up, and a sylph caught her, gently placing her on the bed. Erina looked at me, bewildered. I was already removing my priest robes.
"W-wait! Don't just strip like that…!"
"Do you want to enjoy this more? This is just a job, Princess Erina."
"...Right. This is… just a job… You're right."
Erina nodded and turned away, slowly removing her clothes. As she took off her thin vest, her bursting chest spilled out from the tight clothing. She unhooked her pink bra, revealing her vibrant red nipples.
"....Don't stare too much."
Erina closed her eyes and tossed her skirt aside, leaving only her pink underwear. She turned to face me.
"That's it… W-what is that?!"
Erina's eyes widened at the sight of my naked body, and she quickly covered her eyes. My member was undeniably imposing. She turned her head, at a loss.
"Let's get this over with, Princess Erina. No time to be shy."
"Y-yes… Let's… get it over with. It's… just a job…."
I grabbed Erina's panties and pulled them off in one swift motion. The small, stretchy underwear easily gave way. Her neatly groomed yellow hair was fully exposed. I lightly ran my hand over it.
"Hmm…."
Erina let out a soft moan and trembled.
I gently kneaded her breasts and began teasing her nipples with my tongue. Feeling them harden against my tongue, I moved more delicately.
"Ah… Hmm… Mmm…."
"Are you enjoying it, Princess?"
"N-not at all… Not… enjoying it… Hmm…."
Despite her words, a clear, sticky fluid was slowly seeping from her core. I rubbed her folds with my fingers, continuing to pleasure her. Unlike Siri's small, frail frame, Erina's body could handle insertion without much difficulty.
Each time I rubbed her walls with my fingers, Erina thrust her hips lightly, moaning.
"Ah… Aaah… Mmm…."
"You're enjoying it, Princess."
"N-no… Mmm… Not at all… Hmm…."
I moved my hands and tongue downward, focusing on her core. I gently pressed my tongue against her clit and carefully traced her walls with my fingers. The wet sounds filled the room.
"Hmm… Ah! Mmm… Aaah…! Aah…! Hmm…!"
Each time I stirred her walls, Erina couldn't contain her pleasure. Her body writhed, spraying fluids—just like in the game when I played as her. A strange sense of conquest and pleasure surged within me.
"Haah…!"
Erina's body shook as she finally reached her climax. Her face contorted as she tried to hold back, but she couldn't resist the overwhelming pleasure. Her heavy breathing and sweat-soaked face radiated raw desire. I spread Erina's legs and began rubbing my member against her entrance.
Her sensitized body trembled with fear.
"Ah… Aaah…."
"Here we go."
The game has just begun.