Iferaski started sucking out the remaining semen from Fullru’s anus.

What an erotic sight. If I kept watching, I’d get hard again, and then my plan to go out would be ruined. It’s painful, but I’ll try not to look.

Chupa, chupa...

"Don’t suck out too much or the elixir’s effect might disappear. Take it easy."

Chupa, chupa...

She didn’t seem to hear me.

"I’m heading out, so I’m leaving Fullru in your care. Don’t close the wooden window until the smell inside clears. If it gets cold, hug each other or gather the capybara girls for warmth."

Leaving those instructions, I exited the room.

I had already cum twice since Sunday morning — Letree-san’s morning wood blowjob and Fullru’s anal. Both felt amazing.

But two ejaculations in a row on Sunday morning is a bit much.

Sunday mornings are supposed to be for watching kids’ anime and tokusatsu.

It’s unconfirmed, but during the peak of otaku culture, many shops in Akihabara supposedly opened at 11 AM so the staff could watch the Sunday morning shows.

It’s fine to jerk off to Precure porn at night, but jerking off during the actual Precure broadcast time is not good.

I’m going on an onahole ban for a while. I absolutely will not ejaculate today!

Hm?

When I went down the stairs, Letree-san was there.

Was she waiting for me to come out? She couldn’t have been enjoying the smell or sounds of me and Fullru’s anal sex, right? Her pussy under that skirt couldn’t possibly be dripping with love juices... Nah, surely she’s not that perverted.

For no particular reason, I reached out with my right hand for a handshake. Letree-san placed her left hand on it like she was doing "paw."

She didn’t grip back with her right hand.

Don’t tell me she was masturbating?

Are her index, middle, and ring fingers on her right hand all slippery?

Or maybe her entire fist is slick?

No, that can’t be.

I’m overthinking it. Her breathing does seem a little rough, but it must be my imagination.

Now then.

I’m definitely going out, but deciding who to leave in charge is surprisingly difficult.

Beastmen without collars can be captured by bad people outside the church and turned into slaves.

Especially the free-spirited and slow-moving capybara girls — they might wander off somewhere and get caught.

Well, even if they do get caught, they’d probably stay cheerful without really understanding their situation...

Anyway, there are a lot of free-spirited kids, so someone needs to watch them.

Rafilia-san is preaching to the townspeople in the congregation seats, so I can’t ask her to do other work.

Between the sexless 30-year-old widow blinded by lust, the mecha girl (estimated 10,000 years old) whose understanding of human culture is questionable, and the dragon god who has completely merged with the capybara girls and is doing "capybara heaven" (rolling around defenselessly with her belly exposed), who would be the most reliable?

It’s frustrating, but the macho guys are the most sensible, so they’d be perfect — but they’re currently busy helping neighbors transport barrel wine, so they’re swamped.

Oh. On top of the chicken coop, there are what look like the kemololi and a capybara girl (probably Pika or Raka) rolling around. How did they even climb up there?

I approached the chicken coop and poked the two on their backs.

Pokey pokey.

...Alright. Decided.

"Kemololi. I’m heading out, so please watch the house. Make sure no one wanders off."

"Yes! I’ll do my best!"

What an energetic reply. Even though she’s only two years old among the capybara girls, she seems to have a strong sense of responsibility as the oldest.

When Kemololi tried to stand up and nearly fell off the chicken coop, I caught her.

While I was groping her butt and lifting her back onto the coop, Letree-san’s trembling voice came from behind me.

"M-Masharu-sama, you’re joking, right?"

"No, well, I was joking. I’m leaving everything while I’m gone completely in your hands, Letree-san."

For all her quirks — suddenly grabbing my dick, morning wood blowjobs, and suspected eavesdropping masturbation — Letree-san is still the most sensible and probably knows the most about this world.

I left the house-sitting to Letree-san and left the church.

My destination was the market. I wanted to meet the female merchant I saw yesterday and ask her for directions to Marglant. Even if she didn’t know, I could ask every traveling merchant in the market — surely at least one would know the way.

I had Rafilia-san prepare a full bottle of wine this morning as a gift. I planned to offer it as payment for the information.

The market was bustling.

Merchants were loudly advertising their goods.

"Red wine here!"

"White wine here!"

"Rosé wine here!"

Three different merchants shouted about wine at the same time. To my ears, their voices merged into one: "Anal wine here!"

No, no. I just swore an onahole ban, but my brain is already frustrated. I need to purify my mind more.

Oh, that person is selling chastity belts. Ooh, there’s aphrodisiac too. Do they sell virgin menstrual blood as well?

Yeah, just looking around the market is fun.

Oh. The female merchant was in the same spot as yesterday.

She had laid out a mat with goods displayed on it and was sitting behind them wearing a mantle with the hood up.

She seemed to notice my approach from a distance and looked my way. As expected, she was probably a fox beastman with a keen nose.

I walked up to the mat and gave a light bow.

"Hey mister, is that wine... perhaps for me?!"

The female merchant leaned forward, drooling. She really could tell by the smell.

"Yes. You said you wanted some yesterday."

"How much should I pay? Or would you like to trade for something?"

"Instead of money or goods, there’s something I’d like you to teach me. Is that okay?"

"Eh? You want to know the color of my nipples? My, you’re quite the enthusiast."

"Damn. Should I have brought two bottles of wine to lick your nipples?"

"Unfortunately, I only have one mouth. I can’t drink two bottles."

As expected of a merchant — the conversation flows well. She probably uses this skill to recommend and sell her goods.

Even I couldn’t bring myself to say "If it’s a mouth that can drink wine, I have two more down below."

"I’d like to know the way to Marglant if you know it."

"Is that all?"

Nice. The way she said "that’s all" means this merchant knows the way to Marglant.

"Yes. I rode a horse girl near a village in the Marglant direction, got carried away in a rampage, and ended up here. So I don’t know the way back."

"I see. If tomorrow works, I can guide you."

"Eh?"

"Well, I was thinking of making one sales trip before the snow falls."

"Really?"

"Really. So, what do you think? I was planning to depart at the second bell tomorrow morning."

"Please let me come with you."

"Understood."

"How many days will it take?"

"Let’s see. How much travel experience do you have?"

"None."

"Then, if everything goes smoothly, about 10 days. But let’s plan for 15 days to be safe. We’ll get food along the way, but bring about 3 days’ worth of non-perishables."

I see. So Iferaski ran a distance that would take humans 10 days on foot in just half a day. She really is amazing.

Obviously I can’t do infinite blowjob elixir charging while running with a guide around.

"Understood. If I had an excellent horse girl, how long would the journey take?"

"About 5 days, I’d say."

Hmm. 5 days, huh.

If this person rides Iferaski and I run, maybe 2 or 3 days.

I have no travel experience and no camping experience, so I’d like to finish it quickly.

If I can secretly give Iferaski elixir without this person noticing, could we make it in one day?

Ah, right. I haven’t asked her name yet. I haven’t introduced myself either.

"I’m Masharu Ooi. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too. I’m Esty. So, tomorrow, shall we meet at the north gate when the second bell rings in the morning?"

"Yes. Please take care of me."

Oh. As expected of a merchant, the conversation was concise and the departure schedule was settled smoothly.

I bowed and left the spot.

I’ll have Rafilia-san prepare food later, so no worries. Well, I don’t have money anyway, so I can’t prepare much.

Ah. That’s right. I should gather information from A too.

But how do I call her? She’s not on the roof of the magistrate’s tower right now.

Hmm. It’s hard to go to an important person’s house. I want to find a way to summon A.

Ah. I just thought of a good method.