■ Possible □
The moment the voice was heard, strength returned to my lethargic body.
As I hastily pushed Camilla in my dream away, her figure helplessly retreated backward.
“…….”
A quiet silence hovered in the room.
Camilla wore an expression as if she couldn’t understand, but I immediately realized it was all an act. After all, Camilla wasn’t the type to have such a varied range of expressions.
While wrapping my wind blade on my right arm, I spoke.
“Reveal your true identity.”
At this, the someone disguised as Camilla seemed to realize there was no point in pretending any longer and instantly changed their demeanor.
“You’re quick on the uptake.”
Right after that, Camilla’s face smoothly transformed as if it had been like that all along.
Flowing pink hair swaying side to side, br*asts disproportionately large, and elongated slit-like pupils.
If my memory served me correctly, I’d never seen this face before.
“Why are you doing this? What do you want from me?”
Then the succubus in front of me smiled mysteriously and replied.
“Do you really think I’ll tell you?”
“If you won’t, there’s nothing I can do. I’ll just forcibly exile you from my dream.”
The wind from the wind blade wrapped around my arm intensified.
The succubus clicked her tongue and took a few steps back behind the bed.
“Camilla, don’t get too close to that half-penny. That’s why I came tonight.”
The unexpected name caught me off guard.
“What does that mean?”
But the succubus in front of me gave a non-sequitur answer.
“Tsk, you’re onto me. I’m outta here.”
“Wait!”
I tried to grab her as she spoke incomprehensibly, but she had already disappeared like a ghost long ago.
“—Huff!”
My eyes opened on the bed simultaneously with that.
“Are you okay? Caldlasth?”
Standing by the bed was Barnett, who should have been sleeping in the next room.
Rising from my sweat-drenched body, I asked her with a dazed expression.
“Barnett, how did you end up in my room?”
Barnett scratched her cheek awkwardly and answered.
“I couldn’t sleep, so I was tossing and turning when I sensed strange mana coming from your room. So, I came over just in case.”
Had it not been for Barnett, I might not have noticed anything unusual and could have been drained by that succubus.
“Thanks. I owe you my life.”
Then Barnett curiously asked,
“What exactly happened?”
“A succubus I’ve never seen before appeared in my dream. She warned me not to get too close to Camilla.”
“Camilla?”
“Do you know anything about it?”
Then Barnett shook her head left and right, indicating she didn’t know much.
It seemed I wouldn’t be able to find any leads on that succubus unless I asked Camilla herself.
“…Anyway, thanks for waking me up. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have regained control of my body in the dream.”
“Hehe, friends help each other out.”
Saying that while scratching the back of her head somewhat bashfully, Barnett naturally lowered her gaze and suddenly blushed bright red.
“Sorry to interrupt, but… uh, uh, why is that thing standing there?”
“Huh?”
Only then did I realize that I was still erect.
Although the seduction by that mysterious succubus happened in my dream, it seemed to have affected my physical body in reality.
I covered my lower half awkwardly with a wry smile.
“It seems to be the influence of the succubus’ allure. I’ll handle it myself, so you can go back now.”
“Uh? Oh.”
Barnett nodded reluctantly and said she understood before walking robotically toward the door.
“Well, I’ll leave then. Sleep well.”
Creak—
Bang!
With the sound of the rusty hinge and the door closing, I finally sighed in relief, alone in the room.
I appreciated her help, but I hadn’t expected it to end in such an embarrassing situation.
“Dorothea isn’t an option either…”
There was a very high probability that she was sound asleep, scratching her belly at this hour.
Not to mention, since I shared a room with Barnett, sneaking in or calling her separately would be impossible.
Because that would expose the relationship between Dorothea and me.
Since this small town didn’t even have a brothel, and going out at this late hour was nonsensical, there was no choice but to take care of it myself.
‘Let’s get it over with and go to sleep.’
Just as I thought that and started to quietly pull down my pants,
Creak!
Suddenly, the door opened again, and Barnett, who had closed it moments ago, cautiously peeked her head in.
“Is there anything I can help you with?”
Taken aback by Barnett’s unexpected offer, I blinked my eyes dumbly.
“Eh… were we that close?”
Of course, given that Barnett has lived for over 300 years, she could be quite open-minded sexually, but it was rather sudden.
Seeming to read my hesitation from my expression, Barnett expressed herself more proactively than before.
“I know you and Dorothea have something going on. But Dorothea is sound asleep, so how about I help in her place?”
Cautiously, I asked her, surprised by her unexpected statement.
“How do you know?”
Then Barnett fidgeted with her fingers and avoided my gaze.
“I saw you two three days ago in the tent.”
Ah…
I immediately understood everything upon hearing that.
Well, thinking it wouldn’t be exposed was probably naive of us.
“You pretended not to notice.”
Then Barnett nodded.
“I didn’t want the atmosphere to get awkward.”
True, with one man and two women, it would definitely feel awkward if both were in such a relationship, leaving little room for complaint.
I felt sympathy for Barnett, who must have struggled internally, and also became slightly worried.
“It’s fine even if you don’t help. As I said earlier, I can handle it myself.”
Then Barnett blushed and said,
“But there’s no bait, right?”
“…”
The incongruity was palpable when such refined-looking lady mentioned “bait.”
Still, it wasn’t something she shouldn’t say, but… well, whatever.
“If you were to help, I’d appreciate it, but specifically, what do you have in mind?”
Then Barnett hesitated but made a clear gesture of gripping and shaking something with her hand while subtly sticking out her tongue.
“Like… helping you release one shot with my hands or mouth?”
I hesitated, unsure how to respond to her kindness.
Rejecting a prepared feast is a man’s disgrace.
That’s undoubtedly true, but if I were to involve Barnett as well, it might lead to a sticky triangle relationship.
And with Ozma and Camilla from the Demon King’s Castle added, it wouldn’t be a triangle—it’d be a pentagon.
So far, the people I’ve had relationships with in the Demon King’s Army total three.
Ozma said it was fine to increase concubines officially, Camilla seemed okay with it, and Dorothea would likely accept it too.
Gav made an aggressive move after changing his gender to female, but since we haven’t established any relationship yet, let’s exclude them for now.
Still, with three already, adding one more here would inevitably create some burden in reality.
Seeing my continued hesitation, Barnett began to act first.
“Excuse me.”
Slowly approaching and kneeling beside the bed, Barnett pulled down my pants.
Boing!
Due to this, my p*nis sprang out like a spring.
Caught unexpectedly, Barnett rubbed her forehead with her palm while looking curiously upward at my erection.
“It’s big.”
I grabbed Barnett’s shoulders as she attempted to shake the pillar and said,
“Barnett, let’s clarify one thing.”
“…What is it?”
Though it felt like digging my own grave, I decided to be honest.
“My current relationship with women is a bit complicated. If you have feelings for me, I can’t reciprocate them. Is that alright?”
Then Barnett, who had been staring blankly at my face, burst into laughter.
“Don’t worry, Caldlasth. It’s not what you’re thinking. I just have an interest in adult things.”
“…”
That was fortunate, but what is this inexplicable uneasiness?
When I kept silent, Barnett interpreted it as consent and slowly began moving her hands gripping the pillar.
Slurp— Slurp—
Every time the glans and skin rubbed against each other, a peculiar sound echoed quietly in the room.
Her careful handling of my p*nis while completely focused was incredibly skillful.
Should I call her a Sword Master in this area? Her sword-wielding skills are truly top-notch.
Slurp— Slurp—
As Cooper’s fluid began to seep out from the tip of the glans, white foam formed due to the friction.
Leaving the rest to her expert hands, I suddenly shivered without realizing it when I felt a moist sensation.
Chooop—
Without warning, Barnett had sucked the glans into her mouth and rolled it around like candy.
Admiring her technique, I pulled her head closer with both hands, signaling for her to s*ck deeper, when—
Thud!
“Ah.”
In the middle of performing fellatio, Barnett’s head detached from her body.
