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Chapter 285 Part 1

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Translator: “Hakou”                             Editor: “Weasalopes”

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The time was just before noon. I was riding the Old Lady on the road heading north from Awoke. It was the same road where I had defeated the two giant lizards that had attacked a caravan by sniping them from a distance.
It had been several days since Imosuke and the others had sensed something. And there was still no news of anything happening.

(We will find out eventually if something has happened. But for now, let’s just focus on work)

My subjugation target today is the Wood Golem. Apparently, some of them appeared in the forest ahead and were devouring the trees.
Although the Old Lady, a B-class Knight, was dispatched, it was actually a matter that a C-class could handle. This will be an easy task.

(Hm? That cloud of dust… a Knight, huh)

It was to the north, where I was headed. I could see it welling up in the distance.
The rhythmic shaking of the ground is getting louder and louder. It’s running.

(That is… a C-class Knight of the Kingdom knight order, isn’t it?)

I moved the Old lady to the side of the road to give way. The merchants and travelers must have noticed too and began to pull their golem carriages to the side of the road.
The C-class passes by without paying any attention to us, kicking up a big pile of dust and spraying it all over the golem carriage.

(If it was me who did that, I would definitely get some complaints later)

When the sand and dirt dancing around them subsides, the merchants begin to move the golem carriage again. They look annoyed, but I doubt they will be filing complaints against the knight order.
This is the difference in standing between them and private Knights.

(They seemed to be quite in a hurry. Could it be that they’re carrying urgent news?)

Remembering the three spirit beasts in my garden, I scratched my cheek with my finger while raising my eyebrows. But it’s not like I could just chase after them and ask them.
I made a mental note to ask the guild master later and began to walk quietly down the dusty road.

『Well then, I’m going to shoot it. Everyone, please get down』

Shortly after that, I arrived at my destination and told the old woodcutter guys through the external sound system.
A little further away from us, there was a wooden mannequin almost the same size as a Knight, hugging a huge tree and chewing on the trunk.
It wasn’t showing the slightest interest in the Old Lady or the woodcutter old man.

『There!』

I fired a single F-rank light arrow while standing as is. And that was it.
As soon as I told them it was done, the woodcutter old men swarmed over the Wood Golem that had been snapped in half from the body. They started swinging their axes, probably trying to get some kind of drop item from it.

『Then, I’ll be on my way』

I told the leader of the old men and turned around. In the cockpit, I was thinking about what to do after this.

(Guess I’ll get some lunch on the way)

I stopped by a considerably big village along the road. If my memory serves me right, they served a specialty dish here.
I parked the Old Lady on one knee outside the village and struggled down to the ground using a rope with many knots.
I called out to the villagers who were guarding the gate, and they said they would watch the Old Lady for me.

「That will be helpful. Please keep this」

I thanked him for his help. And as I tipped him, I asked him about the store I was looking for, and he smiled while pointing at the store behind him.
Even though it was a village, there was a short line in front of the store.

(It looks quite famous)

After standing in line for a bit, waiting for my turn, I took a seat and ordered a large serving. There is only one menu, so there is no need to get confused about what to order.
What was immediately brought to me was a large bowl of soba noodles with a little soup.

(So this is the rumored food huh)

No fork, no spoon, no chopsticks. All I had were two long green onions on a tray.
Looking around, I saw customers holding the leeks with both hands and shoveling the noodles into their mouths. As they nibbled on them several times, the leeks gradually became shorter and shorter.
It was an interesting way to eat.

(The time and effort to chop green onions for garnish. Perhaps it all started after they eliminated that)

A quick lunch in between farm work. That’s what I imagined as I moved the leeks around.
It was hard to eat, but it was refreshing and tasty.

(After my stomach swells up, now it’s my crotch)

Having enough sleep. That’s how I satiated my appetite, which is natural for a living being. But I’m in no hurry to return to the royal capital.
I headed to a residential house with a pink banner in front of the door.
This is a homemade brothel. Where there’s demand, there’s supply.

(Now then, I wonder what it’s like)

Holding my expectation in check so as not to get my hopes up too high, I went inside the house.
It is said that 『People at the age of their late twenties to mid-thirties are the age when they want to open a homemade brothel』.
The partner they have seasoned with themselves. They become confident in their taste and want to have others try it.

(They probably decided to open a store after being incited by the people around)

A form of entertainment given by the customers when they visit their homes.
『You were so good』, 『This is going to be an excellent business』, 『I’ve been to the royal capital myself, but you guys are much better』.
Of course, there are cases where the store becomes so popular that people line up in front of the store and they hire people to make their store bigger. Or being recognized for their ability and start working as a tuner.

(However, that’s merely a small fraction)

Most of the time, the thick walls called reality, force them to close their stores.

「Welcome to our store!」

The voice of a couple in their thirties pulled me back to the present.
They told me that this place was run by a married couple and that the wife would take care of the male customers and the husband would take care of the female customers.

(It doesn’t look too bad)

The wife has long, curly brown hair. Her appearance was above average, as expected of someone who opens a store.
And so I decided to be under her care.

(Hmm, I like the idea of this being a couple’s bedroom)

The playroom is the same as the bedroom for everyday use.
I sit down on the two-person sofa, breathing in the smell of someone else’s house. Then I look at the wife who is still standing.

(Eh? She’s undressing right away?)

Before I had a chance to enjoy her lavish casual clothes, she was already in her underwear. Seeing this, my excitement dropped somewhat.
Her style was not bad, but her taste in underwear wasn’t quite to my liking.

(I know that it looks fancy but…)

A purple bra and panties with floral lace. The fabric is extremely transparent and the area the fabric covers is extremely small.
While posing with her hands on the back of her head, she spun around on the spot as if to show them off. Her buttocks were completely covered with strings.
The sight and the atmosphere made me think of one thing.

(This is probably something the wife came up with herself)

It’s just my personal opinion, but a woman’s idea of sexy and a man’s idea of sexy are different.
The clothes that women think are 『Less exposed and Plain』 are sometimes considered as 『Neat and Attractive』 by men.

(Well, everybody has their own preferences)

But at least I don’t have the sensibility to be excited by a thong string panties.

(Was it her husband’s hobby? No. He probably just lets his wife do whatever she wants)

It’s a store he opened because of one’s passion for their hobbies. The possibility was high. The play that followed, in which she straddled me, turned that possibility into a certainty.

『How is it? I’m amazing aren’t I?』

I could feel that kind of feeling coming from her.
There was a lot of choreography, and there were certainly a lot of exercises. However, if you ask me if this is translated into great flavor, the answer is no.

(I feel bad to say this, but I don’t think this store will be around much longer)

I thought as a customer.
I’m a fairy-type customer, so I won’t waste my time arguing with them about the parts that need improvement. If it doesn’t suit my taste, I’ll just need to stop coming to the store.

(Since it looks like there are other stores, let’s try going there later)

My stomach was full, but my balls still had some energy left in them.
I decided to head to a house a little farther away, the one with the same pink banner.

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