Chapter 110: Haruhi is done for (3,000 words, please subscribe!)
“Um… does ‘chatting’ mean talking?”
Hearing Ize’s words, Haruhi looked down but slightly raised her emerald eyes to timidly ask.
This doesn’t seem quite right compared to what Sister Aisha said…
Isn’t it supposed to be that men will just pounce on them as soon as they see them?
Haruhi was all prepared to be swept off her feet…
But that’s not how the situation turned out.
Which left Haruhi feeling a bit unsettled inside.
As if lamenting that all her mental preparation went to waste.
Her mostly golden, with white-tipped fox tail swayed back and forth, seemingly expressing its owner’s little emotions.
But… it’s not that she dislikes it this way…
“Hmm, or did you think something else?” Ize replied matter-of-factly.
“Haruhi thought the master would just jump on her… Ah! No, no! That’s not what I meant! Please don’t misunderstand…”
She easily got caught up in her own little emotions, responding instinctively to Ize’s words, then blushed bright red and hastily retreated.
Until she had backed herself into a corner of the room, where she snapped out of her state and realized Ize was looking at her with a smile, making her blush again. Her fox ears drooped helplessly.
“Uwuuu…”
Ize couldn’t help but chuckle softly at the sight. “Don’t worry, I’m not that kind of hasty person. I prefer to act according to the situation.”
“Act according to the situation?”
“Nothing much, don’t mind it. Before the main event starts, chatting can also be a form of foreplay, you know.”
“Is… is that so?”
Her tail gently swung forward, paused for a moment, then lightly fell again. The young girl’s thoughts weren’t as calm as they seemed.
It was her first time after all, with very little experience. She didn’t know what to do when facing a man, could only let things take their course.
Haruhi herself was also confused about this point.
Yes, it was her first time receiving a guest alone, but even during her training days, she had no shortage of theoretical exchanges with Sister Aisha, and was even secretly taken to observe.
Yet, after each learning session, she never seemed to improve at all, as if she hadn’t gone through those times.
Very perplexing indeed.
Her peers all said she was an unqualified apprentice courtesan…
The two found suitable spots on the tatami-like floor deep within the room to sit.
“So, Master, what exactly would you like to talk about?”
“You don’t have to keep calling me Master, my name is Ize. Ize Alward, just call me Ize.”
“As for what we should talk about… How about letting me touch your tail first?”
Perhaps due to the young girl’s extra nervousness, ever since meeting Ize, or maybe even before that, her fluffy tail had been wagging nonstop, drawing Ize’s full attention.
Wanting to pet the tail!
“This! This…”
Unlike the smiling Ize who asked, in an instant, Haruhi’s face turned beet red.
For some demi-human races, there are specific racial habits because of certain traits.
Like the elves’ ears, beastfolk’s ears and tails, these organs that distinguish their races are actually very sensitive.
They’re considered “sensitive areas”, not to be touched casually.
Ize suddenly asking to touch the tail was essentially requesting to touch a sensitive area from another perspective.
“…Not possible?” Realizing this as well, Ize tilted his head, feigning readiness to give up, playing a tactical retreat.
“Not… not impossible… just a bit embarrassing…”
Haruhi shyly twisted her body.
The red kimono designed to accentuate her figure and provide a snug fit was now somewhat taut from her movements, revealing her excellent curves.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Haruhi slowly turned around, presenting her back to Ize. Her tail wiggled nervously twice before being placed in front of Ize.
“Please be gentle, Master Ize…”
In the end, the girl weakly agreed to Ize’s request.
His expression became slightly serious as Ize extended his sinful hands——
(Touching… touching…)
There were no special techniques or anything, Ize’s actions were entirely about covering every part of Haruhi’s tail evenly.
Unlike the feel of other soft things, Haruhi’s tail gave a peculiar sense of moving emotion.
It even made one want to keep touching it endlessly, truly an incredible sensation.
“That… Master Ize, please don’t use such strange methods to touch the tail…”
When Ize’s hand couldn’t help but move further up, the girl’s cheeks turned even redder, and she quietly protested while biting her lips and fingers.
Upon seeing such an interesting reaction—
“Strange method? I think my movements are perfectly normal.”
Ize spoke calmly… or rather, very composed, and continued his actions without stopping. His fingers then quickly slid from the base of the tail.
And along that sliding path, when his fingers passed over a certain point, the furry tail reflexively twitched slightly.
Quickly noticing this, Ize focused on that point, testing the pressure with both hands in various places.
If one had to describe it, Ize was completely operating based on his past experience of petting cats.
Those who’ve owned cats would surely understand his current feelings.
Though the tail was larger than a cat’s, naturally providing more space for operation.
Ize was completely absorbed in this novel experience.
During the process, the young girl intermittently issued some quiet protests, but Ize, obsessed with stroking the tail, acted as if he heard nothing.
“Ah, this sensation, it’s top-notch!”
He even had the leisure to comment briefly—
“~~~~~~”
…the Crimson King has deleted this period…
After a long while, when the tail-touching finally stopped.
Ize looked at the fox girl beside him, who was resting her hands on the tatami, breathing heavily, with a face that easily invited misinterpretation, indicating his satisfaction.
Haruhi glanced at him sideways.
Now, the fox girl somewhat understood what Ize had meant earlier when he said chatting could also be a form of foreplay.
In just this short time, she felt her knowledge had increased.
Even though it was gained through a rather awkward experience…
“Master Ize… you’re so bad…”
Thinking about it, the girl couldn’t help but look at Ize with resentful eyes.
Despite having a pure aura, at this moment, it added a hint of allure.
Ize seemed to understand why the legendary King Zhou couldn’t resist.
Who could withstand this?
“Cough cough cough… It was an accident earlier. Your tail just felt too good, Master Ize couldn’t help himself. This time, it’s your turn to start the topic. You can ask me anything you want.”
As if apologizing for his previous actions, Ize handed over the right to speak to Haruhi.
“Can I really ask?”
“Hmm, as long as I know, I’ll answer.” Ize readily agreed.
Communication is mutual. If the fox doesn’t take the initiative to speak, how can affection increase?
Also… whoever is behind the door, how long do you plan to stay there?
You’ve been squatting there for ages already!
After Ize agreed, Haruhi’s face lit up with a smile, expressing her gratitude, and her tail happily wagged back and forth.
Under the vast night sky and moonlight, the two didn’t seem like a courtesan and her client at all, but rather like friends chatting casually.
“Is Master Ize also an adventurer?”
“Yes, don’t I look like one?”
“There is a bit…”
Haruhi examined Ize’s appearance.
Just by looks, Ize and Finn were of the same type.
At first glance, they wouldn’t remind anyone of the powerful abilities of adventurers.
“Then, has Master Ize been outside of Orario?”
“I’ve been there, seen many places.”
Haruhi yearned for the outside world.
Not only was it Ize’s judgment based on impressions.
Throughout their conversation, this desire was evident everywhere.
She always liked to ask Ize about his experiences outside, especially things she didn’t know about. She was interested in everything.
Like what the scenery was like in Ize’s hometown, what people commonly ate, whether it was cold. All sorts of trivial matters.
But precisely these trivial matters made her involuntarily smile with genuine joy.
And hero tales…
While hero tales novels might serve as nothing more than a sleep aid for Ize,
That strong spirit force still allowed Ize to vividly remember the contents he had read.
If the exchange about the outside world stemmed from longing,
Then once the topic of hero tales was brought up, Haruhi couldn’t stop talking.
Her emerald eyes sparkled brightly, that look was like some special groups finding their kindred spirits in unfamiliar places, discovering someone who shares their interests.
Discussing hero tales, a somewhat childish topic, made her extremely happy.
Among the courtesans, few knew these stories, and until now, no one had accompanied her in chatting.
Perhaps also because she wasn’t young anymore, few people could chat about fairy tales or hero tales with her so enthusiastically.
Various stories flowed out from her, whether popular or relatively obscure, all could change her expressions accordingly.
Many stories touched upon Ize’s blind spots in knowledge, but at such times, Haruhi would excitedly grab Ize’s hand and describe the story to him.
Ize perfectly played the role of a listener.
“Does Master Ize know the story of the Snow White Princess?”
“I remember it. Isn’t it the story where the prince rescues the beautiful princess, pitiable like snow, from a monster? Actually, compared to this story, the tale of Snow White impresses me more.”
Apart from hero tales, Ize actually knew more about the fairy tales of this world.
Because in his view, these fairy tales here were merely adaptations, or perhaps even parodies, of the familiar fairy tales from his previous life.
He used to criticize them a lot back then.