"It's unfair… It's unfair… It's unfair!!!" Pudding protested, tears gathering at the corners of her eyes.
"What's unfair?" Zechs asked, an amused smile tugging at his lips.
Pudding shot him an exasperated look. Obviously, he should know what she meant. But when he simply kept smiling without saying anything, she clicked her tongue in frustration.
"Even though… even though I did all that…" she muttered before asking, "Why didn't you make me…?" The words caught in her throat, and she couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence.
Zechs, who had nearly finished bathing and was preparing to leave, finished it for her. "Orgasm?"
Pudding blushed deeply and lowered her gaze. She didn't say anything, but the meaning was obvious.
During the bath, she had not only washed his body but had also devoted herself to pleasing him, bringing him to climax several times and swallowing everything just as he had ordered.
Of course, she had done so partly out of selfish hope, since he had told her that his seed would act as a kind of beautifying potion, something that could help erase the scars, wounds, and blemishes on her body. But that didn't mean she hadn't genuinely tried her best to serve him.
She had made sure he felt as good as she could possibly make him feel. The proof was obvious enough: over the three hours she spent attending to him with both her mouth and hands, he had climaxed nearly two dozen times.
But what had he done in return?
He hadn't made her climax even once.
And it wasn't because he couldn't; he absolutely could have. All he had to do was touch her pussy with his tail and use those vibrations from earlier, and she was certain she would have climaxed in less than half a minute.
But he hadn't touched her there at all. It was obvious that he had deliberately chosen not to make her climax.
Rather than bringing her to release, he spent the entire time teasing and playing with her back door using his tail, slowly working it open and leaving her with a strange, unfamiliar sensation.
Although the anal teasing gave her pleasure and constantly kept her on the edge, it did not make her orgasm even once, not to mention it was also undeniably painful.
While she had done everything she could to give him pleasure, all he had given her in return was anal discomfort. It was almost as if he were telling her that, despite all the effort she had put into serving him, she still hadn't earned the release she so desperately wanted.
And that… felt terribly unfair, and deeply frustrating.
Sensing her frustration, Zechs spoke with a sly smile. "Fufu… Pudding-chan… don't worry. I will make you climax."
At once, she looked up at him, hope and longing shining in her eyes. But the moment she noticed the mischievous curve of his smile and heard his next words, that hope quickly faded.
"However… it won't be now. You'll have to wait a little longer."
"Wait? More?" she murmured in disbelief. She had already waited nearly three hours, and now she had to wait even longer?
"If I make you climax right now," he explained calmly, "there's a good chance you'll be too exhausted to do anything afterward. You might even pass out. That wouldn't be good. We still have a lot to do today."
"Uh…" Pudding was left speechless.
"Let's wait until you've finished bathing, we've taken care of the shelter, and we've prepared dinner," he added lightly. "After that… we can talk about your orgasm."
After a brief moment of silence, she nodded. "O-okay…"
Given the explanation he had offered, what else could she do but agree? His reasoning sounded perfectly logical.
"I'm glad you understand," he said with a sly smile. Then he began to uncurl his tail, which had been coiled around her body and tucked inside her skirt.
As the tail slipped free, she squirmed slightly. While withdrawing, it brushed against her sensitive pussy lips, sending a lingering wave of pleasure through her that rekindled her desire to climax. But before that sensation could build into anything more, the tail had already pulled away completely, leaving her legs trembling.
Yet again, frustration bubbled up inside her. She could tell he had done it deliberately, and she couldn't help glaring at him. "You…!"
But before she could continue, something felt… strange.
"Zechs-sama… your tail…?" she murmured.
His tail was already out of her skirt, yet she could still feel something inside her asshole.
She froze, a sudden unease creeping over her, 'Don't tell me… no… that can't be right…'
Quickly shaking her head, she tried to dismiss the thought. The sensation felt slightly different, firmer, smoother. Hesitantly, she reached one hand beneath her skirt to check.
Sure enough, something was there, but it felt solid and unmoving, lodged outside to inside like his tail was. But Zechs' tail was already outside of her panties, so how could something still be left behind and still lodged in her asshole?
As if noticing her confused expression, Zechs spoke up. "Don't take that out… just leave it there."
"Zechs-sama… is this…?" she asked, turning toward him in uncertainty.
"That's a section of my tail," he replied with a casual nod. "I left it behind inside your asshole."
"L-left it behind?" she repeated, bewildered.
"Yep." He nodded again. His incubus tail was rather unusual. Not only is he capable of changing his shape, size, and length at will, but he can also detach a portion of it without any harm to himself.
Knowing that, Zechs had deliberately left the butt-plug-shaped section behind so it could remain there, continuing the gradual training of her asshole.
Hearing that explanation, Pudding was left speechless. She realized that he truly intended to train her asshole, and she didn't quite know how to feel about it, other than quietly accepting it.
Setting that aside—
After Zechs withdrew his tail and, with Pudding's help, lifted his upper body out of the water, he spread his wings and began to rise from the river.
Since Pudding didn't want him to see the scars on her body, she needed to bathe alone. Knowing this, Zechs decided to leave her to it.
The current in this part of the river was gentle, and the water only reached Pudding's waist, so he wasn't worried about her drowning. As for any creatures that might pose a threat, Zechs planned to remain nearby and keep watch using his Observation Haki. Even brief bursts of his Haki would be enough to deter anything lurking in the water, ensuring that nothing disturbed or endangered her while she bathed.
Before leaving, however, he made sure to remind her of one more thing.
"Make sure you don't touch yourself… " You know what I mean, right?" he said casually. "If you do, you'll be punished. Got it?"
Her face immediately flushed red with embarrassment, but she nodded quickly. "G-got it…"
Once Zechs flew off and settled onto a nearby stone, supporting himself with his wings and tail while keeping his back turned toward her, Pudding slowly began to undress.
…
Half an hour later, Zechs, who had been lying atop a large rock, heard approaching footsteps. Without turning, he asked, "Are you done bathing?"
"Yes," Pudding gave a small nod, her lips forming a faint pout. She still felt somewhat dissatisfied, since the urges from earlier had gone unresolved. Fortunately, the past half hour had helped her cool down a little, enough that she was no longer squirming, but it was still frustrating.
Zechs, however, seemed quite pleased to see that frustration lingering on her face. It amused him, and he smiled without commenting on it.
Instead, his gaze shifted to her clothes. She was still wearing the same maid clothes, now washed as best as she could with just water, but they were still torn, so some of her skin was visible.
The problem, however, wasn't the tears. It was because the clothes were wet.
That made him frown slightly. "You shouldn't wear wet clothes."
It might have been fine in a desert environment, but in a humid rainforest, wearing wet clothes could quickly become a serious problem.
Pudding already knew that. Wearing wet clothes could lead to issues like skin irritation or even hypothermia. But she didn't really have a choice. "I don't have anything else to wear," she replied quietly.
Not only Pudding, but Zechs was also facing the same problem when it came to clothing. Most of his clothes had been torn apart earlier and used as bandages to wrap his wounds, leaving him with almost nothing to wear. Even now, he was essentially sitting there naked.
Pudding had already grown used to seeing him like that after taking care of him over the past few days, so it didn't bother her much. The real issue was her own body. She didn't want him to see the scars covering it, which was why she continued wearing the torn clothes despite them being wet.
Then a thought suddenly crossed her mind. "Zechs-sama… can't you create clothes out of nowhere?" she asked.
She remembered the maid outfit he had created for her when he first summoned her. She is still wearing the same one, and she must say, it was perfectly tailored to her proportions, and it had appeared out of thin air.
If he could do it once, surely it wouldn't be difficult to do it again, right?
The moment Zechs heard her question, a bead of sweat formed on his forehead.
Miss System burst out laughing. [Go on, host. Show off a little to your maid. Produce some clothes out of nowhere for her—and make a set for yourself while you're at it.]
'Miss System… aren't you going to help me?' he asked silently in his mind.
[Why would you need my help?] Miss System replied slyly. [Aren't you the great magician who can create clothes out of nothing?]
The last time he had asked her to create maid clothes for Pudding, she had done it without complaint, and he had calmly taken all the credit for himself. Technically, he wasn't entirely wrong; what belonged to her belonged to him as well, since she was his system. Even so, Miss System had still pouted about it.
Now she clearly wanted to see how her host planned to conjure clothes out of thin air with his so-called 'magic.'
'Miss System… do you really want your host to embarrass himself?' he asked silently.
[Why would you be embarrassed, host?] Miss System asked in a teasing tone. [After all, you're a magician. Surely you can create clothes, right?]
'Miss System, you're being rather mean to your host,' he complained inwardly.
[What do you mean, host?] Miss System replied with a sweet smile. [On the contrary, I'm simply looking forward to witnessing the special 'magic' abilities of my host.]
'…' Zechs fell silent. It was obvious she was playing with him. He was usually the one who toyed with others, yet now Miss System was clearly enjoying doing the same to him.
'I wonder what I'd have to do to get some clothes…' he asked inwardly.
[Fufu… it seems my host has finally realized his position. In that case, let me think for a moment… ah, how about you knee—]
Miss System hadn't even finished her demand when she suddenly noticed her host speaking aloud to Pudding.
"Here you go, Pudding-chan… this is another set of maid clothes. Change into these instead of those wet ones."
"Al… alright…" Pudding nodded, blushing slightly as she looked at the set of clothes. A white bra, white panties, and white pantyhose rested neatly on top, along with a pair of black high-heeled boots.
She took the clothes and slipped behind the nearby boulders to change.
Once she was out of sight, Zechs spoke to Miss System again. 'I had almost forgotten that when you created those maid outfits for Pudding-chan, you made several sets and stored them all in the System Storage…'
[…] Miss System fell silent, inwardly cursing herself for creating so many. There had been at least two dozen sets, and now she regretted it. If she hadn't made that many, Zechs wouldn't have had such an easy way to save face.
'By the way, Miss System… weren't you about to say something earlier?' he asked, recalling that she had been in the middle of suggesting what he would have to do to get her to create clothes.
[Nothing. I was only going to ask what kind of clothes you wanted me to create for the girl. Since you already have those maid clothes from earlier, there's no need anymore,] Miss System replied.
Zechs could tell her tone sounded somewhat deflated, as if she were unhappy. Still, he didn't press the matter. Instead, his eyes lit up slightly as another thought occurred to him. 'Since you agreed to create clothes… how about making some for me as well?'
After all, he needed clothes as well, since he was practically sitting there naked. Although he didn't particularly mind, Pudding was the only one around, so it would still be nice to have something to wear.
Miss System's lips twitched before she replied, [Host… you're in the middle of a jungle. Why not try creating some natural clothing instead of relying on me?]
'That would be too much wo—' Zechs began to complain, but then a thought suddenly struck him. He imagined Pudding dressed in primitive, caveman-style clothing, and his expression changed at once.
'Fufu… not bad, not bad,' he murmured with a grin. 'Miss System, I see you're quite cultured. You suggested that because you want me to dress Pudding in those sexy cavewoman outfits, right? I see… I see…'
Miss System nearly choked in disbelief. The suggestion had obviously been meant for him to make those clothes for himself, but somehow he had twisted it into dressing Pudding in revealing cavewoman attire instead.
Exasperated, she decided it wasn't even worth correcting him anymore and simply let him run with his own interpretation.
At least this way, she wouldn't have to create any clothes for him. Less work for her.
As Zechs was still lost in his fantasies about Pudding wearing sexy, primitive clothing, the girl herself emerged from behind the boulder carrying the bundled-up wet clothes in her hand.
"Zechs-sama… I'm done changing," she informed him.
"Hm… yes… You look very beautiful," he replied with a nod, openly appreciating her appearance.
Since they were alone on the island, she wasn't even trying to hide her third eye behind her bangs. Because of that, he could see her true appearance clearly, and now that she was wearing proper clothes, she looked especially beautiful, even if it is maid uniform.
Of course, his mind was still wandering to how she might look in those sexy, cavewoman-style clothes, and the thought even made him somewhat erect.
Pudding, completely unaware of what he was thinking, blushed at his compliment and shyly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Th-thank you…" she murmured.
But then she looked at him, specifically at his erection, and her flushed cheeks became hotter as she asked hesitantly, "W-what about you? Aren't you going to wear clothes?"
"Ahem… at the moment, I've already used up all my magical energy creating the clothes I gave you. With these injuries, I can't create anything else," he replied, offering what sounded like a perfectly reasonable explanation.
It wasn't that Miss System refused to create clothes for him. The problem was that his injuries had drained his magical energy.
[Sure…] Miss System rolled her eyes.
Pudding, on the other hand, didn't doubt him for a second. Instead, she immediately felt guilty. "I… I'm sorry…"
She thought that if he hadn't used his energy to create clothes for her, he would have been able to make something for himself instead.
Unlike him, she at least still had clothes. They were wet, yes, but they were only wet. All she really needed to do was dry them; she didn't actually need a completely new set.
Thinking about that only made her feel even more guilty.
Zechs, of course, was quite satisfied seeing her look so guilty and apologetic. "Don't worry about it," he said lightly. "I have something else in mind to wear."
"What?" she asked, clearly intending to help him.
As if reading her thoughts, Zechs simply smiled and said, "Let's talk about that later, for now, there's something else that's more important…"
"What is that?" she asked, tilting her head a little.
"Well…" he began to say as he moved his tail. Before she could react, his tail had already wrapped itself around her waist and lifted her into the air. Then he spread his wings and took to the skies, enduring the pain that shot through his injured body.
"Z-Zechs-sama?!" she exclaimed in surprise. The sudden movement also sent a sharp sting through her asshole, where the butt plug he had inserted was still lodged, making her body tremble. The jolt loosened her grip on the bundle of wet clothes she had been holding, and they slipped from her hands, falling toward the ground below.
"Ah—those clothes! Zechs-sama… I dropped them!" she exclaimed again.
"Don't worry about it," Zechs replied casually, continuing to fly.
In fact, he was rather pleased that they had fallen. That meant one less set of clothes to deal with later when convincing her to wear those sexy caveman outfits he had in mind.
[Evil host,] Miss System commented dryly.
'What are you saying, Miss System? Aren't I just following your suggestion…' Zechs replied, placing the blame squarely on her.
[Not only evil, but also shameless…] Miss System added.
'Thanks for the compliment,' Zechs responded without the slightest hesitation.
Miss System fell silent. She wanted to argue, but honestly, her host was far too shameless to bother with.
Meanwhile, Pudding, having just lost the clothes she had been holding, hung helplessly in the air as Zechs carried her along.
Since he didn't seem concerned about the clothes, she could only let them go.
Pudding held onto his tail as they flew. When she glanced upward, her eyes briefly caught sight of his flaccid cock hanging below, which made her blush instantly. Embarrassed, she quickly looked away and focused on where they were heading instead. It didn't take long for her to notice that they were following the riverbank, the same direction they had come from earlier.
She didn't question him and simply allowed him to carry her wherever he intended to go.
After flying for a minute or two, they arrived at a stretch of the riverbank where dozens of large crocodiles lay piled near the water's edge. Several predators circled nearby, clearly tempted by the sight of so much meat, yet none dared approach close enough to take a bite.
"What's happening there?" Pudding murmured. Narrowing her eyes, she soon noticed a large dorsal fin cutting through the water nearby and suddenly exclaimed, "It's Meg-chan!!"
"Yeah," Zechs replied calmly. "The shark hunted down our dinner, just like I told it to."
He slowly descended toward the pile of crocodiles. Without exception, every single one of them was dead.
His descent immediately caught the attention of the predators circling nearby. Instinctively, they could sense the danger radiating from him. Yet the lure of food held them there, especially meat as valuable as crocodile, something not easily obtained.
Zechs smirked and released a burst of Conqueror's Haki.
It wasn't particularly strong, but it was more than enough. The wave of pressure made the animals tremble in fear. They let out weak cries before scattering in every direction, terrified that if they lingered even a moment longer, they would become the next meal.
When it came to avoiding unnecessary fights with weak creatures, Conqueror's Haki was remarkably convenient.
It certainly did the job, allowing him to deal with the predators without needing to fight.
After driving them away, Zechs gently set Pudding down. She landed lightly on her high heels. Even though the ground was rough and uneven, it didn't seem to bother her. She simply stood there with one hand on her hip, looking over the pile of dead crocodiles.
Just then, the mackerel shark surfaced nearby. It lifted its head from the water and looked between Zechs and Pudding before making a cheerful "zooo" sound while pointing its snout toward the pile. The expression in its eyes seemed to say, I did the job… praise me… praise me…
Zechs nodded slightly. "Good job."
"Zoooo~" The shark responded happily.
"Meg-chan seems really happy to be praised by you, Zechs-sama," Pudding said with a small smile.
Zechs hummed in response before turning to her. "Pudding-chan… cook these crocodiles. You can cook them, right?"
"I can… certainly do that," she replied with a nod. While her specialty was chocolate and pudding, that didn't mean she didn't know how to cook meat. "But… without spices and salt, it would continue to taste bland."
"We'll worry about salt and other seasonings later," Zechs said calmly. "For now, just cook them."
Meat wasn't necessarily the main or the only source of 'nutrition' for him, though it certainly was for Pudding. If she consumed something rich and dense in nutrients, he would later be able to draw more vitality from her. Of course, he would eat as well, and that way his recovery would progress much faster.
If only there were a way for me to drain vitality from other creatures as well… he thought. But that wasn't possible for an Incubus. His kind could only extract vitality from women.
Putting that aside, Pudding nodded at his request. "Alright," she said, rolling up her sleeves. Then she paused and pointed out, "But… the knives… and a platform?" Without proper tools or a place to work, cooking would be difficult.
"Oh… that's not a problem," Zechs replied. He immediately flew toward a nearby boulder. Raising his tail, he reshaped its tip into the form of a blade, then coated it with Armament Haki before sweeping it through the stone.
Even without a weapon, and even if the rest of his body remained still, his tail, infused with Armament Haki, was more than capable of serving as a powerful weapon.
Swish!
In an instant, the boulder split cleanly. The upper portion slid aside, leaving behind a perfectly flat, smooth surface that could serve as a cooking platform.
"That takes care of that," he murmured. "Now… knives…"
He briefly considered shaping a knife from his tail and removing it for Pudding to use, just like he removed the butt plug earlier, but without Armament Haki reinforcing it, it would be nothing more than flexible leather, useless for cutting crocodile meat.
Since Pudding doesn't know how to use Haki, this left him momentarily unsure what to do about knives.
After a short pause, his gaze returned to the chunk of rock that had fallen away earlier.
Once again, he coated his tail with Armament Haki and slashed rapidly through the stone.
Within moments, the fallen slab was carved into several smaller pieces, each shaped into rough blades and knives. He gathered them and placed them neatly on top of the stone platform.
"This should work, right?" he said.
The equipment was far from ideal, but he hoped it would be enough for today. Later, they could use crocodile bones to make proper knives and other tools.
Pudding nodded. "Yes, Zechs-sama… this will work."
"Next comes the firewood," he said, turning toward the nearby trees. With another sweep of his tail, he began chopping them down, slicing the trunks into smaller pieces that could be used as firewood.
Freshly cut wood from a rainforest wasn't ideal firewood. It was difficult to ignite and produced a lot of smoke. But there weren't many alternatives. If they wanted cooked meat, this would have to do.
After cutting one tree, Zechs felled four more and stacked the pieces together. Then he slashed around the pile with movements drawn from his mastered Foxfire Style swordsmanship.
Foxfire Style Swordsmanship allowed the user to generate, manipulate, and cut through fire. Using that technique, Zechs struck the stacked wood in a precise motion, and flames immediately ignited across the pile.
"There. Everything's ready," he said calmly. "You can use these to cook."
Pudding stared at him in stunned silence. 'H-he did all of that with just his tail…!'
For her, even simple survival tasks had been difficult. Gathering food was hard. Making sharp stones for tools was harder. Cutting wood had been nearly impossible; she had only been able to collect small fallen branches. Starting a fire required the old, exhausting method of friction.
All of it had been a struggle.
Yet Zechs had handled everything effortlessly with nothing more than his tail.
Once again, she was reminded that he was a pirate who had fought on equal footing with her Mama. He was an incredibly powerful man. Even while severely injured and unable to properly use the rest of his body, he could still accomplish things she couldn't manage at all.
When she didn't respond, he glanced at her. "Pudding-chan… are you listening?"
"Ah—y-yes!" she snapped out of her thoughts and nodded quickly, though a faint blush crept onto her face, impressed despite herself.
Zechs blinked, unsure what she had been thinking about, then simply shrugged. "Use these things to cook. I'll be back shortly."
"Ah… are you going somewhere?" she asked hurriedly.
"Yeah. I'm going to take care of my clothes… and a place to stay," he replied.
Without offering further explanation, he flapped his wings and took to the sky. Before leaving, however, he released an even stronger burst of Conqueror's Haki. He didn't want any animals approaching the meat while he was gone, especially since Pudding wouldn't be able to deal with them.
The wave of Haki spread across a large portion of the island, making countless creatures tremble and flee from the area, none daring to approach the source of that overwhelming pressure.
Watching him depart, Pudding felt a pang of worry.
Even though she knew that, despite his injuries, he was far too strong to worry about most dangers, still, she couldn't help feeling that he should be resting instead of moving around so much. Yet he continued doing all these things as if nothing were wrong.
The thought filled her with guilt, though there was little she could do about it except call out after him. "Don't do anything reckless or overexert yourself, Zechs-sama!!"
"I got it," he replied briefly before disappearing into the distance.
With Zechs gone, Pudding murmured quietly to herself, "I'm the maid… these things should be my responsibility. But since I can't do them… then I should at least do my best with what I can."
She turned her gaze toward the pile of dead crocodiles. Despite her discomfort with anything too bloody, she steeled herself, picked up the stone knives Zechs had left behind, and began preparing the crocodiles for dinner.
…
Somewhere near the island's rocky mountain terrain…
"This spot… I think it would be perfect for a shelter," Zechs murmured as he studied a large rock formation. The lake was only a minute away, and there were plenty of trees nearby. Overall, it was an excellent location to set up a temporary shelter.
With the location decided, it was time to carve out a cave.
"I'll have to rely on my tail again," he muttered. Reshaping it into a long blade, he coated it with Armament Haki and began cutting into the rock.
The process wasn't difficult. Before long, he had carved out a reasonably spacious room within the stone. One room, however, wouldn't be enough. He went on to create a second chamber, which would serve as a bedroom for both him and Pudding. Inside it, he even shaped a wide stone slab that could function as a bed. Later, they could gather materials to make it more comfortable and serve as a spot for all the sex they'd be doing for him to make a quick recovery.
After finishing the slab for the bed, he added a few windows to allow airflow and made several other small adjustments to complete the shelter. Once everything was done, he stepped back and looked it over with quiet satisfaction.
He had briefly considered carving out another room to serve as a toilet as well. But without proper plumbing, something impossible to build here, it would be a bad idea to place one inside the shelter.
Not only would it smell, but it could also lead to disease.
That kind of business was something best handled outside.
Once he finished preparing the temporary shelter, Zechs flapped his wings and took to the skies again, scouting the island for other useful resources, more specifically, animals. He was searching for something whose hide could serve as clothing for himself and possibly as material for bedding.
After several minutes of flying, he began sensing the presence of various creatures scattered across the island. One particular presence caught his attention: a large feline. It was a black jaguar, but its size was enormous, roughly comparable to a Tyrannosaurus. Still, that wasn't unusual. Animals in this world, especially in the Grand Line, were often gigantic. A jaguar that size was actually quite average here, and this particular beast wasn't even among the strongest predators on the island.
As Zechs approached, the jaguar sensed him. The black predator growled, its instincts warning it of danger. Even though Zechs looked tiny compared to its massive body, the beast understood one thing clearly: if it didn't escape, it would die.
So it ran.
But it didn't get far.
Zechs' tail moved faster. It lashed forward, coiling tightly around the jaguar's neck before twisting sharply. The beast died instantly.
"This should work for clothes," Zechs murmured.
Holding the dead jaguar with his tail, he took to the skies again, continuing his search, this time for something suitable for bedding.
It didn't take long.
Soon, he spotted an enormous sloth curled around the trunk of a tree. Its fur was a strange green color, allowing it to blend perfectly with the surrounding foliage despite its massive size.
"Good. Bedding is taken care of too," he said quietly, and tossing the jaguar's body briefly into the air, he struck with his tail again.
Sloths were notoriously slow; the creature didn't even have time to react. Its neck snapped instantly under the same twisting force.
The jaguar's body was still falling back toward the ground, but before it could land, Zechs caught both carcasses easily with his tail.
With both animals secured, he turned back toward the riverbank.
"I guess dinner should be ready by now…" he murmured, heading straight for where Pudding was cooking.
…
"Zechs-sama… these are…" Pudding, her white maid's apron now stained red with blood, looked at the two carcasses Zechs had dropped beside the fire. For a moment, she wondered if he wanted her to cook those as well.
"This one will be used for clothes, and that one for bedding," Zechs explained briefly as he landed on a nearby boulder and sat down, supporting himself with his wings. "Of course, their meat can also serve as food, and the bones and other parts might be useful later."
"I see…" Pudding nodded. The animals were enormous, but she wasn't particularly surprised that he had managed to hunt them. If she had tried to hunt them herself, it would have been extremely difficult, unless she relied on her Devil Fruit powers. Even then, her ability wasn't really suited for combat. Because of that, she hadn't dared to venture too deeply into the forest to hunt large creatures.
Carrying them back would have been another problem entirely. Up until now, she had managed to survive by catching smaller prey like snakes and other manageable animals, but now, it was obvious that large animals were going to be eaten as well.
'If only there were salt and spices to make them tasty,' she thought.
Zechs asked, "Is dinner ready?"
"Yes… almost," she replied, pointing toward the fire where the meat was slowly cooking.
"Alright. Feed it to me," he said casually as he relaxed against the boulder.
"C-can't you eat using your tail?" she asked hesitantly. After everything she had seen, it seemed like his tail could do almost anything. Using it to eat didn't seem impossible.
"It's a maid's duty to serve her master," Zechs replied lightly with a smile.
"G-got it…" she answered, blushing slightly but accepting the task.
Before long, the meat was ready. Pudding carefully tore it into small pieces, blowing gently on them to cool them down before bringing them to his mouth.
Zechs ate contentedly. From time to time, he casually moved his tail, teasing her just enough to keep her flustered.
But the details of that can wait, for now, dinner was the focus.
While enjoying the food she had prepared for him with such care, Zechs found his thoughts drifting back to Linlin.
[Host, it's not very nice to think about another woman while you're with someone who loves you,] Miss System reminded him gently.
'Does that mean you don't want me thinking about anyone else when I'm with you?' Zechs asked with a sly tone.
[…] Miss System simply rolled her eyes. She had no intention of falling into the trap he had just set.
Zechs sighed theatrically, thinking it was a pity that Miss System still hadn't admitted her love for him. Still, there were more pressing matters to consider.
Of course, Miss System's love for him was important, but since they were bound together for eternity, there would be plenty of time for that later. Other concerns could take priority for now.
'I hope you don't get jealous, Miss System,' he added, trying to reassure her, just in case she ever turned into the jealous type.
[…] Miss System decided not to respond. Her host was far too shameless and clearly not the type who would listen anyway. It was easier to stay quiet and wait for his attention to wander.
And, as expected, it soon did.
Zechs' thoughts shifted to a different problem entirely: how he was going to leave this island.
His recovery was progressing, but it would still take at least two or three more weeks, perhaps even a full month, before he returned to his peak condition.
'After that… I'll need a ship,' he thought. Without one, leaving the island would be difficult. There was always the option of traveling inside the mouth of the Megalodon, but Zechs preferred sailing on a proper ship. The undersea was even more unpredictable than the upper sea, and he had no interest in taking unnecessary risks beneath the water.
That meant he needed a vessel.
And the only realistic option was to build one himself since it wasn't going to appear out of nowhere. In the past several days, he and Pudding have spent on this island; no ship had landed here… it was best to assume that this island is probably somewhere quite far from the normally visited islands.
'I certainly hope this is not in the Calm Belt…' he prayed. If it were the calm belt, then the difficulty of getting out of here would be too great.
Putting that worry aside for now, Zechs thought of the matter of the ship again.
Fortunately, with his wings and tail, he didn't need to be in perfect condition to begin building a ship. Even in his current state, he could start working on it.
'Yeah… I'll start building a ship tomorrow,' he decided.
Just then, Pudding asked curiously, "Zechs-sama… what are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking about all the naughty things I'm going to do to you once dinner is finished," he replied playfully.
Pudding's blush deepened, and she huffed in annoyance. "Pervert… don't you ever think about anything except ecchi things?"
"Calling me a pervert, even though you were the one begging me to make you climax earlier… haaah…" Zechs snorted with a smirk.
"Th-that and this are different things…!" she shot back quickly. "I don't think about ecchi things all the time."
"So you admit you think about them sometimes, right?" he replied teasingly. "Doesn't that still make you a pervert?"
Pudding's face turned even redder. She snorted in protest. "N-no, I'm not! You're the pervert! You only think about ecchi things. Even now, while eating, you're thinking about them, and doing them to me. You're a pervert… pervert… pervert!"
"Fufu… Pudding-chan, speaking to your master like that?" Zechs said with a glint in his eyes. "It seems this maid needs a little discipline."
Pudding immediately tensed, fear flickering across her face. Before she could pull away, she felt something shift. Zechs' tail had somehow slipped beneath her skirt again, and the buttplug he had left earlier began to move slightly.
Her eyes welled with tears as a soft moan escaped her lips. "Aaahnn…"
"Yes… That's better," Zechs said with a bright smile. "Now let's continue dinner, my dear Pudding-chan."
"Wah… Zechs-sama, you're bullying me. I'm not going to feed you," Pudding protested softly, her voice trembling with embarrassment.
"Eh? Is that so?" Zechs replied with a smirk. "Even though I was planning to make you climax later if you fed me well… But if you don't want to feed me, I suppose I'll just forget about that idea."
Pudding's eyes widened. The thought of the release she had been denied earlier that afternoon flashed through her mind, and her resolve quickly weakened. In the end, she could only accept the teasing.
Biting her lip, she blew gently on another piece of meat before bringing it to his lips. "Here you go, Zechs-sama…"
"Fufu… so you really want to climax, huh?" he teased as he took the bite, briefly sucking on her fingers as well. "Now tell me, who's the pervert?"
Pudding flushed deeply, both shy and ashamed. She lowered her gaze, not daring to meet his eyes. Even so, she continued enduring the sensations coming from her rear and feeding him piece by piece, all in the hope that he would keep his promise later.
"Mmm… yes… this tastes better than ever," Zechs said with satisfaction, smiling as he continued enjoying the meal.
As for making her climax later? Fufu… that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. Not until the day he claims her virginity.
Until then, he intended to keep her balanced right on the edge, letting the tension build, letting her frustration grow stronger and stronger. Only on the day when he finally shoves his cock inside her aching, needy pussy would he grant her the release she would be desperately yearning for, turning it into an unforgettable experience. But until then, he would keep his focus on her anal training.
[Host, you really are evil…] Miss System remarked dryly.
'Fufu… fufu… fufuhahahahahahahah…' Zechs didn't deny at all, instead laughed to himself.
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