I woke up to the familiar, heavenly sensation of a small, warm mouth wrapped around my cock.
"Nnnn♡♡♡ I love it so much♡♡♡"
Merry-chan was kneeling between my legs, her tiny hands gently cupping my balls while her soft lips slid up and down my shaft with devoted, sloppy affection. Her golden eyes looked up at me with pure adoration, cheeks hollowed as she sucked eagerly.
Every time I looked at her, the same thought hit me—she was so small. Probably no taller than 140 cm. Yet her breasts were surprisingly perky and full for her petite frame. Now that Royza had mentioned it, I realized Royza's own chest was noticeably smaller and more modest. That was probably why Merry-chan's body type drove me so wild.
"Maybe people think I'm a huge boob guy," I mused. Miju-san and Lai-san were both pleasantly plump and curvaceous. Royza, on the other hand, had that elegant, slender half-elf figure. Totally different tastes.
"Merry-chan… what do you think about having a proper wedding in six months?" I asked, stroking her silver hair while she continued bobbing on my cock.
"Unn♡♡♡ Yes♡♡♡ I want it♡♡♡ Please make Merry your real wife♡♡♡"
Over the past five years in this world, I had quietly given up on ever returning to Earth. Killing a hundred magic beasts to open a portal? Even one was a miracle. A hundred was pure fantasy. And if I died trying… would I just cease to exist? I couldn't risk it on a gamble like that.
The lingering attachment to my old life had faded. I was content here—running soba shops, building a business empire, and surrounding myself with women who genuinely adored me. I could sell soba anywhere. The location didn't matter anymore.
And then there was Merry-chan.
Honestly, I doubted I could ever find a pussy this perfect back on Earth. The way her tiny, velvety walls clenched and rippled around me, the insane tightness combined with that greedy, sucking sensation—it felt custom-made for my cock. Plus, her age and size added an irresistible forbidden thrill.
"If I went back to Japan knowing how good it feels to fuck a girl this small and perfect, I'd probably become a criminal for real."
She was so light I could manhandle her effortlessly, and her pussy was pure heaven.
Right now, I grabbed her narrow hips and started shaking her whole body up and down on my cock like a living onahole—fast, rough, and merciless.
"Ooooooh♡♡♡♡♡ Nooo, that's too much♡♡♡"
Her tiny body bounced violently, her puffy little pussy stretched wide around my thick shaft, juices spraying everywhere with every brutal thrust.
"You love this, don't you?"
"I love it♡♡♡ I love being treated like a stupid little cock-sleeve♡♡♡ Merry's pussy is being bullied so hard and it feels so goood♡♡♡"
"I'm cumming."
I slammed her down one final time and erupted, flooding her womb with thick, hot ropes of semen.
"I'm cumming—!!!!"
Even though I suspected she was already pregnant, I couldn't hold back. Every time I told myself to be gentler, my body betrayed me. The sight of her tiny frame taking my cock so greedily was too addictive.
"I love you so much♡ Please marry me♡ I'll be the cutest wife ever♡♡♡"
She was unbearably adorable. I pulled her up and kissed her deeply, tongues tangling wetly.
"Nnnn♡♡♡"
"Merry-chan, let's have lots and lots of sex from now on, okay?"
"Unn♡♡♡"
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We closed the main shop for the day and headed over to Royza's branch. The new café was still desperately short on staff.
"Royza, what should we do about manpower?" I asked while helping plate crepes.
"…Actually, I do have a younger sister," she replied hesitantly.
"Eh? Family? Then that solves everything!"
"She's… a bit difficult. Could you meet her first? I trust her completely, but she has some… unique traits."
"Alright, let's go see her."
I had assumed Royza's sister would also be living deep in the forest like she had been, but when we met her, everything clicked.
"What the hell, this old man is the boss?"
Her tone was incredibly rude. And her skin was a beautiful sun-kissed brown—completely different from Royza's pale complexion.
"I'm Royza's little sister, Reiza. Same elf father, different mothers."
A dark-elf heritage, apparently.
"I don't mind working here, but I'm not gonna change the way I talk. Sorry, not sorry."
I could see the problem immediately. Her sharp tongue and aggressive attitude would clash horribly with the elegant, feminine atmosphere of the new café.
"Royza, I'm sorry, but I don't think she fits here."
"…I thought so," Royza sighed.
"Me too," Reiza shrugged.
"But—" I grinned, "she'd be perfect for the main soba shop."
"...Eh?"
"That rough mouth of hers actually comes off as energetic and lively. It'll fit the rowdy, male-heavy crowd perfectly. I'm hiring her for the main branch."
Since she was Royza's family, I could trust her background. We brought Reiza back to the main shop that same day, and I was blown away almost instantly.
Royza's creativity was impressive, but Reiza's talent was on another level entirely.
"Here comes the wine~!"
"Beautiful lady over here! Another round!"
"Yeah yeah! I can hear you even if you don't shout, idiot!"
She wasn't just serving—she absorbed every cooking technique after watching it once. When I explained how to prepare soba, tempura, and pickles, she replicated them perfectly on her first try.
"Reiza! You're amazing!"
With her here, the main shop suddenly felt ten times easier to run. Honestly, she was so capable I could probably open yet another branch with her alone.
"You sure? I'm being pretty free with how I work."
"That's exactly the vibe we need! A little rough language actually fits this place perfectly!"
Reiza was a godsend.
Just three days later, the system was running smoothly.
"Take care of things here, okay?"
"Aye aye~"
I had prepared large batches of soba, fried items, and pickles in advance so she could handle the rush. Meanwhile, I went to support Royza at the new branch.
In just those three short days, I had come to fully trust Reiza. Her mouth was foul, but her work ethic was rock-solid. She hated betrayal and took her responsibilities seriously.
"I get why my sister trusts you so much. I'll do my best too."
With this new arrangement—Reiza running the main shop and me helping at the café—we could finally stabilize both locations.
The coliseum cooking competition was approaching, the new branch was thriving, and my harem continued to grow in the most deliciously chaotic ways.
Life in this isekai world was getting sweeter every single day.