Our party, the “Princess Harem,” have exited the Old Kingdom of Portland and returned to the Old Kingdom of Sazania.
Incidentally, in the Old Kingdom of Sazania, Shera, the last survivor of the Sazania royal family, is a wanted criminal with a bounty of 200 gold coins (equivalent to 20 million yen). Therefore, we swapped Kirika and Shera’s names and had Shera carry Kirika’s guild card.
To further ensure our safety, we also performed a “Beastification.”
However, while it was difficult to leave the Old Kingdom of Sazania, entering only required a headcount, which was surprisingly anticlimactic.
The town visible ahead is said to be Inn Town Kice.
It’s a town built at a strategic point where several roads diverge. The sea is nearby, and a great river flows beside it.
Numerous rivers also flow through the town, with bridges built at key points, and ships used for sea transport navigate the waterways.
The buildings are mostly two or three stories, made of stone or brick, and the town appears quite developed.
“Inn Town Kice is quite a large city,” I remarked.
“Yes, it seems so. I’ve never visited before, but it appears to be full of life,” Freya, sitting next to me, agreed with my observation about the town.
As we proceeded further, we reached a gate leading into the city where a caravan of carriages had lined up.
It seems that here, checks are conducted, and an entrance tax is collected.
If I were to show my “First-Class Quasi-Noble” insignia, we could pass through as nobility, but that would require an introduction to the noble who owns this town.
Wanting to avoid any trouble, I lined up with the other adventurers in the caravan.
At the checkpoint, stern-faced constables were in charge of inspections and collecting the entrance tax. One of the wanted posters on the stone wall appeared to be of Shera.
However, it seemed they were unaware that Shera, a half-human and half-fox beastkin, could undergo such drastic changes in appearance and demeanor through “Beastification.”
“Who are you people, and why are you here?” the constable demanded.
“We are an adventurer party called ‘Princess Harem.’ There are eight of us, and we are stopping in this town for lodging.”
“Let me count your numbers!”
“Please do. Also, the two individuals here are new recruits we scouted on this journey and have not yet registered as adventurers.”
“It’s enviable that all of you except for you are young women, but why are you wearing hooded robes and Valkyrie masks?”
“We unified our costumes to stand out as an adventurer team and to prevent trouble arising from individual appearances.”
“You’re quite large. Are you a fox beastkin? Show me your face.”
“Is there a problem with me?” she retorted.
“…No, never mind. You’re not the former Princess Shera from the wanted poster.”
“Hmph, of course not!”
“Well, adventurers like you often have peculiar appearances. The entrance tax is one copper plate per adventurer (equivalent to 1,000 yen) and two copper plates per commoner (equivalent to 2,000 yen)… so that makes a total of one silver coin (equivalent to 10,000 yen).”
“Here you go, officer. Please accept this silver coin.”
“Received. I’ll give you this wooden plank as a receipt. And be warned, if you cause trouble in the city, you’ll be thrown out.”
“Understood. Thank you.”
Thus, we were allowed to enter Inn Town Kice.
“Master Hal, what do you think of that inn?” Freya asked.
“It looks a bit old. I’d prefer something a bit more upscale,” I replied.
“Understood.”
Freya, who usually tries to find budget-friendly accommodations, searched for cheaper inns, but I instructed her that a slightly more expensive one would be acceptable.
In the end, we decided on a relatively upscale inn named ‘The Shining Pavilion at Dusk,’ which boasted a flashy name and an elegant building.
There were many small villages without inns in the Old Kingdom of Portland, so staying at a nice place occasionally was fine.
The lodging was expensive at two silver coins per person for one night with two meals, but the dinner was lavish, and I savored the work of a professional chef for the first time in a while.
The room we were assigned at ‘The Shining Pavilion at Dusk,’ where we stayed, was a private room, befitting its cost.
As night deepened and the other guests had retired, a soft knock came at my door—knock, knock, knock.
“…Who is it?”
“F-Freya… Master!”
It was Freya.
When I opened the door, Freya had changed into the nightgown provided by the inn.
She looked serious, or perhaps determined.
She also held a small paper bag in her left hand.
“What is it this late at night, Freya?”
“Master Hal, no, Master. Actually… I have a request. May I come inside?”
“Of course, you may.”
Freya entered my room where I was resting, but she fidgeted with a flushed face, showing no signs of starting her request.
I patiently waited for Freya to speak.
“M-Master… Would you use me for your pleasure tonight?”
“This is your first time, isn’t it, Freya? Also, I heard from Elise that your ‘Hypersensitivity Erogenous Zone’ hasn’t fully healed… and you also had ‘Phallophobia,’ didn’t you? There’s no need to push yourself in this condition!”
“A woman in the Harem finds fulfillment in gaining her Master’s favor. To stand in the same place as Elise, I want you to make me a woman. Also, actually… Tirna gave me medicine to alleviate my symptoms. Tirna told me to ask you for help when using it.”
I took the paper bag from Freya.
This paper bag contained the medication to alleviate ‘Hypersensitivity Erogenous Zone’ and its instructions.
I’d understand why my help was needed for taking the medication after reading the instructions.
“It’s quite large, and the shape is unusual.”
“I can’t take such a large medicine!?”
When I opened the paper bag, it did indeed contain the medication and instructions.
I took out one pill from the medication.
It was about the size of my little finger, very large for a pill.
Its overall shape was streamlined, like a pine nut.
“This is a ‘suppository,’ apparently.”
“What is a ‘suppository’?”
“A ‘suppository’ is medication inserted through the anus.”
“!! I-I’m embarrassed!”
Freya’s face was a picture of surprise as I took out the medication and explained its usage.
According to the instructions, this medication is a ‘suppository’ and is used by insertion through the anus.
Furthermore, it stated that upon insertion, it should be pushed as far as possible with my middle finger.
It also advised to check the body’s condition before administration.
And it contained ten pills, indicating multiple uses if the symptoms do not improve.
“What do you say, Freya? Shall we continue?”
“Yes, please.”
“According to Tirna’s instructions, it seems we should first assess the current situation and then use the ‘suppository,’ monitoring the improvement of your symptoms during administration. Is that alright?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Alright, let’s start with the current situation assessment. Come here, Freya. Stand up straight here.”
Freya stood at attention by the bed at my instruction.
Her face was flushed, likely reminded of the “Health Check” we performed before.
First, I decided to examine Freya’s external condition.
Her hair, fine as spun gold thread, had a slight wave but flowed down her back.
Her reading glasses, now Freya’s trademark, were a hindrance during the act, so I decided to remove them.
Behind the lenses, her round eyes peeked out, and her irises were a blue that reminded me of the bright southern sea.
Her straight nose was well-shaped, contrasting beautifully with her small lips.
Her blemish-free cheeks seemed to have become even fairer than when I first met her.
My gaze lowered to her attire. The nightgown from ‘The Shining Pavilion at Dusk’ was a clean, pale blue pajama.
It was simply divided into a top and bottoms.
Looking at her like this, Freya was quite a beautiful girl.
Normally, as an efficient accountant, she served as Elise’s assistant or rather her foil, but seeing her like this, she was very cute.
“I’ll keep these reading glasses for you so you don’t get injured.”
“Yes…”
I approached Freya, gently removed her glasses by the temples, and placed them on a small table where various items were kept.
When I looked at Freya’s face again, her cuteness had increased by 20%, and I swallowed involuntarily.
“You’re so cute, Freya…”
“I-I’m happy, Master.”
As I drew closer, Freya closed her eyes and slightly pouted her lips.
When I put my arms around her back and my palm touched her back to embrace her gently, her body trembled greatly with a slight “Bik!”
Ignoring it, I hugged her, and my lips met Freya’s, giving her the clumsy first kiss that lovers share.
“…Mmm… Mmmh…”
Continuing, I showered Freya’s lips, cheeks, the tip of her nose, and her forehead with pecking kisses.
As I went to kiss her neck and nape, I noticed a thin necklace made of mithril.
This must be a necklace gifted to the heir apparent of the Old Kingdom of Vandis.
Searching for the clasp of the necklace, I unfastened it with a “click” and gently placed it beside her reading glasses.
Just from my clumsy kisses, Freya’s face was deeply flushed, her eyes were moist, and tears welled up in the corners.
“Are you alright? Freya?”
“Y-Yes… I’m fine.”
“Then, shall we continue?”
I had Freya stand at attention again and asked her to raise both hands in a “V-sign” pose to remove her pale blue pajama top.
I grabbed the hem of her top and slowly lifted it.
Then, a cute navel appeared in the middle of her slender abdomen.
As I further lifted the pajama hem, revealing her abdomen and then her ribs, her slightly small breasts appeared.
Freya’s breasts were not as large as Elise’s, but their rounded curves looked soft, truly the shape of a girl her age.
The ribs that had been prominent when she first joined the “Princess Harem” due to malnutrition were now covered with a suitable amount of flesh, making her feel pleasant to the touch.
I respected the judgment of her previous owner, Arnold Honest, who had bid on her at a slave auction for a pittance, even though she had been suffering mentally at the time.
“Your nipples aren’t erect yet,” I observed.
“Master, please don’t stare… it’s embarrassing.”
With her upper body bare, Freya hid her face with both hands out of sheer embarrassment.
Naturally, her breasts were fully exposed.
As I gently cupped her breasts with both my palms, Freya’s heart raced, and I felt her nipples become erect even without caressing her.
When I removed my hands, her small, faintly pink nipples were stiffly erect and had deepened in color.
“Even this much stimulation causes your nipples to erect… it seems measures for ‘Hypersensitivity Erogenous Zone’ are indeed necessary.”
“Master, I’m so sorry…”
Freya’s breaths were ragged, and she was panting.
In this state, more intense stimulation like caressing seemed impossible.
I stood Freya, who had been leaning on my shoulder, back upright.
“I’ll continue by lowering your pants, is that alright?”
“…Yes, Master… Hyoeeeh!?”
With Freya’s consent, I touched her waist to lower her pajama pants, but she let out a strange cry and almost collapsed, her palms resting on my shoulders saving her from falling.
Feeling Freya’s weight on my shoulders, I lowered her pants.
She wore no underwear, but had on pale peach-colored panties.
The area where her secret crack was seemed moist, and her secret place was already very wet.
Her thighs and calves were also slender, revealing her delicate legs as I removed her pants.
Now for the last piece of clothing.
“Freya, your area is already dripping wet!!”
“Master Hal, Master… Please, don’t say that. Freya is so embarrassed.”
I maintained a neutral expression as I hooked my fingers into her panties and pulled them down in one swift motion.
Transparent love juice dripped from the slit of Freya’s secret crack.
Furthermore, both the slit of her secret crack and the gluteal cleft seemed to have tightened, perhaps out of shame.
This would make it difficult to insert the ‘suppository’ through the anus.
It seems I’ll have to start by relaxing Freya’s body.
Thank you for reading.
Episode 19-4, First Night VIII (2) has been scheduled for release at 0:00 on July 19th.
