Chapter 100

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### Episode 100

### The Second Moon

100 ? The Second Moon #2

As that day approaches, women generally divide into two types.

The first type experiences increased appetite, as if stockpiling energy before hibernation.

“Hassan, wanna go eat kkwik fish? Or maybe some eggs!”

“Luna, I just told you. It’s dawn, and the inn’s dining hall is closed by now. There’s nothing to eat even if we go out.”

“Ugh, I’m so hungry. Isn’t there anything at home? I should’ve bought something on the way back from the bathhouse.”

Luna rummaged around like my younger sister digging through the fridge, desperately searching for food. Eventually, she peered into a jar and pulled out a colorful spider, Keng Keng.

Grrr, grrr.

Having just woken up, it snarled menacingly.

But it was smarter than expected, and looking at it now, it seemed kinda cute. Thanks to you, I survived earlier, you little rascal.

“Hey, why’d you take it out?”

“…I bet it’d taste good roasted.”

Crrrunch!

“Ow!”

Sensing mortal danger, the wolf spider sank its thick fangs into Luna’s palm and fled through the half-open window on the first floor of the cabin.

It ran straight outside.

“Huuu…”

Luna watched it go, pouting as she rubbed her slightly swollen palm. I think I heard wolf spiders aren’t venomous, so a bite shouldn’t be a big deal. Still, I asked just in case.

“Luna, you okay?”

“No, not okay… I wanna eat something…”

She whined like she was genuinely starving, but in this harsh, stingy world, there’s no such thing as 24-hour delivery.

Nor are there convenience stores open all night.

If there’s no food at home, we have no choice but to wait until morning when the shops open.

“I’ll buy you kkwik fish tomorrow. Just hang in there.”

“Ugh… Then let’s sleep fast!”

“Yeah, sure.”

The totems were all made anyway.

Hippolyte, who went to collect 3 silver, probably wouldn’t be back anytime soon.

In this world without phones or computers, nighttime is unbearably boring—nothing to do but sleep.

So Luna and I eventually chose to lie down together under the blanket on the second floor. As she snuggled into the blanket after blowing out the candle, I casually asked:

“Does it hurt when you’re on your period?”

“Not really? A day or two might be a bit tough, but it’s fine. The real problem is how hungry I get… I feel like gnawing on tree roots…”

For someone so slender, she didn’t seem too affected by cramps?

That’s a relief, but her appetite growing strong enough to crave tree roots is its own problem.

Still, it’s kinda cute. I should buy her something tasty tomorrow.

Just as I was thinking that and closing my eyes—

Squish, squish.

Something lifted my arm and pressed against it, tickling me with a hard sensation.

“Luna, what?”

“Hassan’s arm… smells delicious.”

What touched my arm was Luna’s lips and firm front teeth. She was nibbling on my arm like a puppy chewing on a dog treat.

Nom, nom.

It tickled, and in a way, it was cute, so I was about to let it slide—

CHOMP.

“GYAAAH!”

She suddenly bit down hard, making me yelp in pain. d*mn, the neighbors are gonna complain. Anyway, it freaking hurts!

“Hey…! What the hell?!”

“Ah, s-sorry, it just smelled good…”

“That’s no excuse to bite it!”

“B-but I’m hungry…”

“Just go to sleep. Eating late at night is bad for you anyway.”

“Then I won’t sleep after eating.”

Ding.

A genius?

As I marveled at Luna’s wisdom, she buried her head against my side, wriggling closer.

Fwish, fwish.

Her ticklish hair made me laugh out loud in amusement.

“What’re you doing?”

“Hassan, you’re hiding food, aren’t you?”

“If I had any, I’d give it to you.”

“Weird.”

Then, under the blanket, Luna sniffed around (sniff-sniff). It was kinda funny how she groped around my stomach and legs.

“Luna, moving around will just make you hungrier, so just—” I was about to say just sleep, but I flinched and shut my mouth.

Because Luna had slipped her hand into my pants pocket and started rummaging around.

“H-hey, not there…”

As she dug deeper, her fingers eventually brushed against my second club. The unfamiliar, ticklish touch made bl**d rush down instantly, hardening it.

d*mn, what if Luna bites that?

I doubted she’d do something like that, but with how she is now, it felt possible. So I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back up.

“Mmm, okay. Let’s just sleep.”

“Hmm… Fine. Then I’ll just nibble Hassan’s arm a bit before sleeping.”

“Why my arm again?”

“I, I like the feeling of biting…”

She likes biting, so she bites my arm? I vaguely recalled something about Freud’s o*al fixation nonsense from my schooling days.

But I couldn’t remember the details, so I cleared my head. Stupid Freud. You failed to teach me. My victory is absolute.

d*mn, I’m so sleepy I’m thinking nonsense. Gotta sleep fast.

Nom.

Then, I felt her teeth sink into my right arm again.

I considered complaining, but since she was gently gnawing with controlled force, I decided to let her be and just sleep.

Just as I was drifting off—

Squirm, squirm.

Something soft and pliant wriggled against my right arm, snapping me back to full alertness.

Squish, squish.

What rubbed against my arm was unmistakably Luna’s body. She had sandwiched my right arm between her soft br*asts and was now squirming against it.

“Haaah, H-Hassan… sleeping?”

Are you asleep?

Should I say I’m awake or pretend to sleep? While I hesitated, Luna brought her lips close as if to bite again, forcing me to react.

“No, I’m still awake. Why?”

“M-my chest feels heavy… and lumpy…”

Luna panted like she was in real distress. Chest lumpiness? As a man, I don’t get it, but for women, it must be a big deal.

“Hassan, c-can you do something…?”

Her request snapped me wide awake.

Solve her chest lumpiness? Does that mean I get to touch her br*asts legally? Lately, our mood hadn’t been steamy enough, making me antsy.

I never expected Luna to make such an offer first.

Fwoosh.

I sat up and lit the candle on the wall. In the dim light, Luna lay on the bed, her figure softly illuminated.

Her pink hair sprawled messily, her cheeks slightly flushed from discomfort. And even lying down, her droplet-shaped br*asts retained their firmness.

br*asts.

“Your chest is lumpy?”

“Y-yeah…”

For some reason, my mouth went bone-dry.

So, making sure Luna didn’t notice, I wet my lower lip with my tongue and slowly reached for her wrist.

“Checking my pulse?”

“Yeah, you remember?”

Ding.

[Name: Luna Noxdotty Lv. 11 → 15]

[Strength: 3 → 4]

[Agility: 6 → 8]

[Stamina: 2 → 3]

[Traits: Fidgety] [Gluttonous]

[Status: Nox’s Curse] [Erebore’s Curse] [Mild Menstrual Cramps] [Breast Congestion]

“Whoa.”

My rounded lips let out an impressed sound. Luna’s level jumped by 4? Did defeating Somnia give her a ton of EXP?

When we first met, she was Level 3. Now, she’s nearing Level 20. It’s kinda amazing.

But more importantly—

“Your chest really is congested.”

“Y-you can tell by holding my wrist?”

Her question made lightning strike my brain. Is this what genius inspiration feels like?

“N-no, actually, I can’t. I, uh, need to touch them directly. So, Luna… can I touch your chest…?”

“…”

Swoosh.

Luna didn’t answer, pulling the blanket over her face instead. Since she didn’t refuse, I took it as permission.

So, steadying my pounding heart, I lifted the blanket to her chest. Her body trembled slightly in response.

Her slender nightgown hid her br*asts, but their rise and fall was clearly visible. I can’t believe I’m about to touch them again.

Squish. Squeeze.

My hands sank into an incredibly soft sensation.

But maybe it’s my imagination? Last time, they fit perfectly in my palms, but today, they feel a bit fuller.

Like they’ve swollen?

Squeeze, squeeze.

And inside, there’s a lumpy texture, as if something’s congested.

“Haaaah… Ah, it hurts… Be gentle…”

A m*an-like sound escaped from under the blanket. My lower half stood at full attention.

Unsatisfied with just touching over clothes, I slid the thin fabric aside, fully exposing her br*asts.

Jiggle.

Plump br*asts spilled into view. Her skin looked beautiful and warm, with pink areolas and nipples standing proudly.

Flick, flick.

When I brushed her n*pple with my index finger, Luna shuddered from her waist to her shoulders.

“…Ngh!”

A voice unmistakably aroused by the erotic touch.

That only excited me more. I cupped her swollen br*asts with both hands, occasionally pinching and rolling her nipples between my fingers.

“Haaah, ahh… Haah…”

This wasn’t a massage—just plain lewd caressing. Luna trembled violently, clearly aware this wasn’t normal.

The usual Luna would stop me or scold me. Like, Hassan, Nox is watching!

But now, she wasn’t resisting, almost passively accepting it.

Maybe… she wants me to touch her?

No, that’s probably just my imagination.

Then I recalled the two types of women during their periods.

The first, as mentioned, has increased appetite.

The second has increased libido.

I think I heard somewhere that ovulation boosts estrogen, making some women hornier.

d*mn, where did I read that? Some article about successful confession methods?

It said confessing to a woman during ovulation increases success rates.

d*mn, how am I supposed to know when a woman’s ovulating? I remembered it out of sheer frustration.

…Also, isn’t it weird to know a woman’s cycle when I haven’t even confessed?

“Ngh… Ahh…”

Anyway, Luna moaned softly, her blanket doing little to muffle the sounds.

Her nipples had hardened, and a thin sheen of sweat covered her br*asts, stomach, and sides, raising her body temperature.

“Hnngh…”

She also looked more defenseless than usual.

Maybe… maybe we can make a baby tonight too?

With that hope, I slowly moved my hands downward.

From her br*asts to her sides, then her lower stomach, pressing and circling just below her navel with my thumb.

“Haaah, hnngh…!”

The stimulation made Luna bend her legs, lifting them slightly.

This acupressure point, called the Sea of Energy, is where the uterus sits—a crucial spot often called the dantian in martial arts.

I think it’s better to massage it gently in circles rather than press hard.

“Ngh, ahh… Ah! Aah…!”

She seemed to love it, clamping her thighs together and squirming helplessly.

“Haah, Hassan… s-stop there…”

“Stop?”

Just as I’d been rubbing the spot, Luna grabbed my wrist tightly. Was the stimulation too much?

But since the area had reddened, I didn’t stop.

Rub, rub, rub.

“Ah! Haaah, ahh…!”

Luna clutched my wrist, her body shuddering as small spasms took over. She gripped so hard her nails dug into my skin.

Ding.

[Cured Luna Noxdotty’s Mild Menstrual Cramps.]

[Quest Progress +10]

[Current Quest Progress: +22]

“Ngh… Khaah…”

Luna seemed utterly dazed, unsure what to do.

Her thighs, tense until now, relaxed onto the deerskin blanket. Her toned stomach rose and fell with her breathing.

I ran my palm over her smooth, firm thighs.

“Ah…!”

She reacted intensely again.

At this point, I had no self-control left for just massaging. So I gently pried her clamped thighs apart.

At the same time, I undid the knot of her underwear and slid it down to her ankles.

Slip.

Before me lay that lewd pink again, making me dizzy enough to tear up.

My erection today felt like it needed to be inside something.

With that thought, I slowly reached between Luna’s thighs.

Slowly.

Careful not to startle her.

“Ah, n-not there…!”

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### Afterword

Episode 100…!!

Overwhelming gratitude..!!!!

A thousand thank-you punches..!!!

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