The penguin floated up into the sky and vanished somewhere.
Knowing that creature, it would probably show up again soon.
For now, I decided to go meet the British girl. The church was also meddling, and it would be best to stop her before things got worse. Since she had reached out first, she must have been in some kind of trouble too.
I didn't want to go alone, so I brought Jera Hagdom and Valante with me.
The three of us transferred over.
The moment we arrived at the designated spot, we were surrounded by beastkin, but they quickly backed off. Then the British girl appeared…
"What's with that outfit?"
She used to dress in neat, aristocratic British style when heading to the imperial capital, but now she was wearing wild furs and leather — a complete barbarian queen look.
"Isn't it nice? Starting with appearance is an effective way to win people's loyalty."
I didn't quite understand, but it seemed she had fully adapted her style to match the beastkin. The historical British approach of imposing their own culture was apparently not her style.
Because of that…
"Our lord is our treasure."
"Our hope."
The beastkin adored her completely.
"So, what did you want to talk about?"
She had even sent a dangerous assassin as a messenger to call me. I had my own reasons for coming, so it worked out.
"Ah, I have a request."
The British girl smiled brightly.
"I need financial support."
Financial support?
"What obligation do I have for that?" Jera Hagdom asked on my behalf.
"Obligation? Well, to put it simply…"
She didn't flinch. The beastkin remained obediently quiet around her. Something felt off.
"…!? Master!!! This is bad! This woman is using brainwashing!"
Valante's sharp warning cut through the air.
This bitch!
"Relax, Euryaut Valante. I'm blocking her mental attacks," Jera Hagdom said calmly. "The reason she didn't use telepathy to call you from afar is probably because her brainwashing doesn't work at long range."
He had been on guard the whole time.
"My, my. This would have been so much easier if it had worked."
The girl laughed cheerfully.
What the hell is this summit battle of monsters?
And then, something even more absurd appeared.
"I was called—."
I didn't call you!!!
Even without turning around, I knew who it was. The penguin.
"…What the hell is that?"
The British girl looked utterly horrified. Understandable — a two-meter-tall penguin suddenly appearing would shock anyone.
"A masked man, an elf, and now a penguin. You really know how to pick your company."
She sounded exasperated.
"Anyway, I'll get straight to the point. We're leaving the imperial capital."
"…Huh?"
What? Weren't you trying to start a coup here?
"Our goal has changed to the overthrow of the church. The persecution of beastkin is rooted in the church's teachings. So we're crossing over to the neighboring continent."
For real?
"Neighboring continent? The church's headquarters is in the empire's new capital…"
Jera Hagdom muttered, then his eyes widened. "Don't tell me… you're planning to create a new religion?!"
"More like an improved, correct version of the teachings. I'll spread the true greatness of God to this world as well."
She's founding a new religion. Holy shit.
"That's why I need money. I've heard the rumors about you — the great merchant, creator of Sekauma, the man who played a key role in a certain duke's ascension. You must be swimming in gold. Lend it to me."
*Oi oi, are you some kind of giant?*
"You want me to stop meddling with the imperial capital and move elsewhere? The church will be happy too. You can squeeze as much money as you want from them. They won't give it to us after all we've done, but you can. Hand it over."
Wow. The sheer audacity of her commands was impressive.
"…I have no desire for active involvement with the church. I cannot accept this request."
I signaled to Jera Hagdom and Valante that we were leaving.
That was when the penguin spoke up.
"I don't have money—."
It spoke in a sing-song voice.
"But I can send all of you to the neighboring continent at once—. If that works for you, I'll do it—."
The British girl looked extremely suspicious.
"…Can we trust this thing?"
I understood the feeling, but—
"At the very least, its ability is real."
She nodded.
"That's fine with me."
After temporarily halting negotiations with the British girl, I contacted Ralf Loren and arranged a meeting with a high-ranking church official through her.
I wanted to keep contact with the church to a minimum, but this time it couldn't be avoided. The church bigwig who showed up was an absolute nightmare.
"Get rid of those people immediately!"
Straight-up orders. I have no obligation to obey you.
"…For now, I can only manage to drive them out of the empire…"
"Do it quickly!"
*Don't yell at me.*
I was impressed that Ralf Loren could deal with these people without losing her temper.
"And there's one more thing I command you to do!"
What now?
"Open a shop in the New Capital."
…Excuse me?
The New Capital was the name of the empire's main capital.
"It's for surveillance! Driving them out isn't enough if they can come back! And in that shop, sell alcohol!"
In other words…
"Our church will have priority purchasing rights!"
"So this is 'negotiation' in the form of commands," I muttered.
"You don't have to obey everything," Jera Hagdom said.
"The British girl is already planning to leave anyway, so that request is doable. As for the shop, they'll provide a transfer device. Having direct access to the New Capital is a huge advantage."
He was right. It would make travel much easier.
"The benefits are significant. It might be worth accepting. It's only selling alcohol to the church in the capital. It shouldn't be that difficult."
"Better not answer immediately. Let both sides sweat a little. They're both troublesome groups."
Yeah. I'll use this as a bit of petty harassment.
---
**(Mio's Perspective – Unmei Mio)**
"Great work today, Mio~"
"Yeah, you too."
I exchanged greetings with my coworker.
"You've been going home early lately. Got a boyfriend?"
"It's not like that."
I forced a bitter smile.
The office was mostly women, so romance talk was inevitable.
"You're so popular, yet you never date anyone. You turned down another invitation today, didn't you?"
"…I'm not interested in guys whose ulterior motives are that obvious."
"Are you just done with men?"
I waved my hand.
"I had a normal boyfriend until last year. I'm just not in the mood right now."
I returned to an empty house.
It had been a year since I broke up with Izumi.
I couldn't say I wasn't lonely, but I had zero desire to date anyone new.
Getting back with Izumi would mean losing myself. But I also had no interest in sleeping with any other man.
I thought time would heal me eventually, but recently I'd been having strange, continuous dreams.
For the past week, the dreams had been connected — one long, ongoing story.
It was eerie, but I was completely hooked on them.
Izumi appeared in every dream.
In reality, he hadn't contacted me once since the breakup.
But in the dreams, he reached out.
Not to get back together.
His offer was simple: "I'll treat you as a sex friend."
---
"Oooooohhh♡♡♡ Your huge cock feels so good♡♡♡ Nothing else can satisfy me anymore♡♡♡"
Izumi's brutal, cervix-piercing thrusts slammed into me without mercy.
No other man could fuck like this.
"Your pussy's so loose now. No one else could ever satisfy you, right? It's 10,000 yen per time. How much did you bring?"
10,000 yen per fuck.
I was literally paying Izumi for sex.
Every creampie cost me money. A pathetic, degrading position.
But there was no substitute for this cock.
So—
"I brought 100,000 yen♡"
"Then it's ten times."
Ten creampies.
Impossible for a normal man.
But Izumi could do it easily.
"I want your cum overflowing from my pussy♡♡♡ Fill my cunt with your thick load♡♡♡ I want your baby♡♡♡ I want to get pregnant with your child♡♡♡"
"I'm not going to acknowledge it, you know?"
"I'll raise it myself♡ I won't bother you♡♡♡"
I begged shamelessly for his seed while he pounded me.
Begging a man who took zero responsibility to impregnate me — how pathetic.
These words were nothing like my real personality.
"Then first payment is 10,000 yen."
"Yes♡♡♡ Please cum inside♡♡♡ Fill this perverted cum toilet who threw away her pride and money for your cock♡♡♡"
I came hard, squirting violently.
"Hiiiigiiiiii♡♡♡ I'm getting pregnant♡♡♡ Knocked up from irresponsible sex♡♡♡♡♡"
I lost control and pissed myself in ecstasy.
At first I had resisted the dream.
But the relentless, forced creampies slowly rewrote my mind, engraving the joy of submitting to a superior male deep into my soul.
"Come on, Mio. You love my cock, don't you? Resistance is pointless. Just spread your cunt obediently."
"Yeah, you're the kind of bitch who pisses herself in happiness when bathed in cum. Just stay quiet and take it."
"Mio, you really love creampies, huh? If you stop resisting, I'll give you as much as you want."
Those cruel words completely broke me.
The moment I saw his cock, my body was trained to instantly stick out my tongue and start sucking.
Once my pussy tasted his cum, there was no escape.
A huge, inexhaustible cock like Izumi's — there was no way I could resist.
Knowing the pleasure of having my womb sealed by his cock while he pumped load after load inside me without pulling out, there was no going back to my old self.
"Cock♡♡♡ Cum inside me♡♡♡ I want a baby♡♡♡ I want your baby so bad♡♡♡"
My womb had already descended, ready to be impregnated.
I kissed him again and again like a needy slut.
"Mio, you've really become a meat toilet. No pride left?"
Pride.
I had dumped Izumi because of pride.
But now—
"I don't have any♡♡♡ I've become your meat toilet slave♡♡♡ Pride means nothing anymore♡♡♡"
I ground my hips lewdly, squeezing his cock.
"Mio, come whenever I call you. Whether it's in an alley, a store, or on the street — I'll fuck you anywhere."
Yes…
"Yes♡ I'll come running the moment you call♡♡♡ I'm your on-demand cum toilet♡♡♡ I'll sacrifice everything just to receive your seed♡♡♡"
"And bring money."
Izumi didn't need the cash.
All the money I paid him was kept safely.
That stack of bills — 1.5 million yen from my savings.
When he showed me the wad of cash—
"Look, this stack is proof that you're my toilet. This is the money you paid to get creampied. You work just to earn the right to be filled with my cum, you perverted bitch."
Perverted bitch.
"Your lifestyle and pride don't matter anymore. You're my personal cumdump now. I'll keep you forever."
So happy. Pride didn't matter at all.
Right now, all I needed was this pleasure…
---
It was just a dream.
The usual dream.
This morning was the same as always.
A coworker greeted me.
"Good morning."
"Yeah, good morning."
Then the usual romance talk started.
I had always been popular, but recently it had gotten even worse.
I knew why.
I was probably releasing too many pheromones from all the masturbation.
Especially after these recent dreams, the effect seemed stronger.
Random guys on the street were hitting on me constantly. Even at work I was getting approached.
But every time—
"I'm not interested in dating right now."
The dream was more than enough.
That was what I thought until a LINE message came in.
When I read it, I froze.
"I heard your ex-boyfriend Izumi went missing last month. Do you know anything about it?"