Urdorips-san and I were holding a strategy meeting surrounded by ingredients.
We had the wild edibles I brought back from the Elf Forest and the fresh fish from the villa.
The goal was to create new dishes that would highlight soba's strengths.
"The sea bass tempura is really popular."
"Yeah, it pairs perfectly with soba."
We examined each item carefully.
"I'm looking for ingredients that enhance soba's natural flavor."
We had already tried curry soba using the curry powder I could produce, but the taste was apparently too novel. It had a small but very niche fanbase.
Even soy-sauce-based tsuyu was still struggling to gain widespread acceptance. The most popular version remained the one adapted to local tastes.
This time, in addition to soba noodles, I had also prepared wheat-flour noodles and rice-flour noodles.
The plan was to gradually get people used to different kinds of noodles.
"Fish is abundant and easy to obtain. In a city like this that isn't near the sea, that's a huge point of differentiation."
Urdorips-san selected various fish and dropped them into pots.
"Fish soup is quite a luxury around here. Combining it with noodles could work well, don't you think?"
"Let's try it right away!"
We quickly prepared nearly ten pots, each with a different type of fish, and started simmering.
The boiling time would need careful adjustment.
While waiting for the pots to bubble, a thought crossed my mind.
(…If it's just broth, couldn't I produce it with magic?)
My magic only created things at room temperature, though. Even if I cooled it afterward, I still wanted to heat it properly when mixing.
After simmering the broth thoroughly, we combined it with the noodles.
"Hm?!"
This taste… I've eaten this before.
The noodles were made from rice flour — rice noodles.
The broth…
I peered into the pot. The fish looked like catfish.
"Wait, wasn't catfish a freshwater fish?"
According to the electronic dictionary, yes.
Well, it's another world, so whatever!
Searching "catfish" brought up a dish name.
"Mohinga."
The name didn't ring a bell immediately, but I had definitely eaten it.
It was Burmese cuisine.
When I was a student, my parents had been working for an NGO in Myanmar, and I had been called over to help.
NGOs made a living from donations and other sources, but it wasn't wildly profitable. Life was modest — the kind where you ate the same food as the locals.
The price difference between tourist restaurants and local eateries was anywhere from ten to a hundred times.
I had eaten at the cheap local stalls where the residents went.
The biggest problem with local food was the water. Locals had resistance, but tourists usually got sick.
I had stuck to thoroughly cooked dishes, and one of them had been this — fish soup with rice noodles floating in it.
Mohinga.
Now that I thought about it, that was the name.
Urdorips-san also looked impressed.
"This is very easy to eat."
We also worked on spreading the use of soy sauce in a simple way.
That led me to start making senbei (rice crackers).
The electronic dictionary had the full recipe!
Electronic dictionaries are the best!
However, when Urdorips-san tried one…
"It's hard."
He said it with an amused tone.
"Is that bad?"
"Not at all. It fills the stomach when chewed thoroughly. I think it would be perfect for children."
My plan was to sell them with water for one iron coin.
Iron coins were worth about one yen.
They were mostly used for donations or paying small wages to children.
Surprisingly few everyday uses existed for them.
Of course, you could buy something for ten iron coins, but most people used credit (tab) and paid later with copper coins.
So who actually used iron coins?
People who couldn't get credit — mainly children.
I decided on one iron coin for mineral water (half charity, so very cheap) and five iron coins for a small senbei.
The senbei were made small so kids could hold and eat them easily with their hands.
Before selling, I consulted the Cooking Guild master.
"So, these would be for the children."
"Sounds fine to me."
The guild master munched on a senbei with a crunch.
"There are plenty of stalls aimed at kids, but almost nothing sold for iron coins. No one will complain if you add more."
Understood.
We started the test sales right in front of the soba shop.
"Delicious!"
"It's so crunchy!"
A crowd of children gathered.
"This is five iron coins."
"So cheap!"
"I'll buy one!"
The kids loved it.
This had potential.
Now I needed someone to run the stall.
I was thinking of picking one of the newly hired special-group girls (the original 11) when Avael-san gave me advice.
"If you're going to leave a shop to someone, choose carefully. It's probably better to pick from the people who were already here."
She was right.
The new girls still had no real trust built up.
That meant choosing from the ten former lower-class prostitute candidates.
Those girls had incredible teamwork.
Coache had been running the black tea shop perfectly.
I called Annie.
"Annie, I'm thinking of opening a new food stall. Do you know any good girls for it?"
Annie was the leader of the former lower-class candidates.
She had graduated from cabaret work and was now moving into management.
"…Let me think."
She pondered for a moment.
"Actually, calculations are surprisingly difficult."
Ah.
The girls who had received proper education were honestly better at arithmetic than I was.
I had only finished compulsory education, after all.
But the ones without education struggled even with multiplication.
It was simply "skills you don't use don't improve."
Even Coache had struggled quite a bit.
"Who's good at arithmetic…?"
"Probably Souna."
Souna.
I had promised to let her help Avael-san soon.
Avael-san, who was still present, nodded easily.
"That should be fine."
"Besides, we have plenty of girls who can do calculations now."
True.
When we first hired them in bulk, Souna had been meant for behind-the-scenes work.
Circumstances had changed.
"Let's talk to Souna."
The three of us — Annie, Souna, and me — discussed it.
"Sorry for changing plans again…"
When I told Souna I wanted her to run the new stall selling food and water to children for iron coins, her face lit up.
"Yes! Please let me do it!"
She was beaming with excitement.
"I'll work really hard!"
It was a happy ending… or so I thought.
"Thank you for the opportunity♡♡♡"
"Even someone with a plain face like me… please at least enjoy my pussy♡♡♡"
It turned into a 3P with Annie and Souna.
That was fine, but Souna's complex was really something.
Her face was plain, sure, but she wasn't ugly at all.
"You don't have to worry about that…"
Annie leaned in and whispered in my ear.
("Tell Souna she's cute and she'll fall instantly.")
Oh, really?
So I said,
"Souna, you're cute."
"...H-Hawawawawa♡♡♡"
Her face turned bright red and her eyes became heart-shaped.
Damn, how easy was she?
"Hehe, you're so cute, Souna."
Annie hugged her from behind and whispered into her ear.
"…I'm so happy♡♡♡"
Souna immediately spread her legs wide.
No, isn't this way too easy?
I was surprised she had managed to work in the cabaret without any incidents.
"It's not just anyone. I'm happy because it's you, Izumi-san. Right, Souna?"
"Yes♡♡♡ I'm so happy you called me cute♡♡♡ I want it♡♡♡"
She spread her pussy open with both hands.
Yeah, but after yesterday's prickly incident with Au…
"Hey, can I cum on your faces first?"
"Yes♡♡♡ Please cover us♡♡♡"
Annie joined in and they gave me a double blowjob, rubbing their cheeks and lips all over my cock while purring like needy sluts.
"Your cock smells so wonderful♡♡♡ So thick and manly♡♡♡"
"Please cum just like that♡♡♡ Paint our faces white♡♡♡"
I grabbed both their heads by the hair and started facefucking them roughly, alternating between their warm, wet mouths.
*Gluck gluck gluck*
Their throats bulged visibly as I slammed deep.
*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*
I slapped their faces hard, leaving bright red handprints on their cheeks while I choked them lightly with one hand and pulled their hair with the other.
"Open wider, you two filthy cum whores. I'm going to ruin your faces."
"Gllk—! Yes Master♡♡♡ Slap us harder while you rape our throats♡♡♡ We're just holes for your cock♡♡♡"
Tears and drool ran down their chins as I pounded their faces mercilessly.
I pulled out suddenly, strings of thick saliva connecting their lips to my glistening cock, and slapped both their faces again — *SMACK! SMACK!*
"Beg for my cum."
"Please♡♡♡ Cover our slutty faces with thick, stinky cum♡♡♡ We want to be painted like the cheap whores we are♡♡♡"
I grabbed my cock and erupted.
*Jubu!!*
Heavy, rope after rope of hot, sticky semen blasted across their faces, covering their eyes, noses, cheeks, and open mouths.
"So stinky♡♡♡ Master's cum smells so strong♡♡♡"
"Aaahn♡♡♡ It's so warm and thick♡♡♡"
Both girls looked ecstatic, scooping the cum off each other's faces with their fingers and licking it greedily.
But they weren't satisfied yet.
Souna scooped a big glob of my load from her cheek and pushed it deep into her own cunt, then started fingering herself frantically.
"Aaaaaahhhhh♡♡♡♡♡ Souna is♡♡♡♡♡ a perverted cum-loving whore♡♡♡ Izumi-sama♡♡♡ Please fill this perverted pussy with your cum♡♡♡ I want to get pregnant♡♡♡ Breed my slutty cunt and knock me up♡♡♡ Make my belly swell with your baby♡♡♡"
Souna had completely flipped her switch and was lost in heat, eyes rolled back, tongue hanging out.
Annie watched with a wry smile.
"Ahh, her switch is fully on now."
Still, she added gently while spreading her own pussy,
"Well, please impregnate her, okay♡♡♡ Let's make a cute baby together, Souna♡"
"Yes♡♡♡ I'll give birth to a cute baby♡♡♡ Souna can get pregnant anytime♡♡♡ So please♡♡♡ Fill me until I overflow♡♡♡"
I slid my still-hard cock into Souna's dripping, cum-smeared pussy.
"Oooooohhhhh♡♡♡♡"
Good, no thorns this time.
Relieved, I started thrusting hard and deep, bottoming out against her cervix with every stroke.
I grabbed her plain face with one hand and slapped her cheeks repeatedly while choking her slender neck with the other.
*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*
"Take it, you plain-faced cumdump! Beg for my seed!"
"Harder♡♡♡ Slap Souna's face while you choke her♡♡♡ Souna is just a breeding sow for Master♡♡♡ Please pump your thick cum into my womb♡♡♡ I want to be pregnant with your child♡♡♡"
I yanked her hair back roughly, forcing her to arch as I railed her in a deep mating press, slapping her tits and face non-stop.
Annie crawled over and licked my balls while I fucked Souna senseless, then joined in by kissing Souna sloppily, their cum-covered tongues tangling.
I switched to Annie, pounding her just as brutally — choking her, slapping her face red, pulling her hair, and calling her my personal whore while she screamed in pleasure.
"Annie, tell me what you are!"
"I'm Master's cock-sleeve whore♡♡♡ Use my pussy however you want♡♡♡ Choke me until I pass out while you breed me♡♡♡"
Back and forth I went between them for a long time — facefucking, choking, slapping, hair-pulling, spanking their asses bright red, and filling both their cunts and mouths with load after load.
Souna came so many times she was a drooling, twitching mess.
"Th-This♡ If you keep making me feel like this♡♡♡ I'll never be able to go back♡♡♡"
Souna lay spread-eagle, completely spent, cum leaking heavily from her well-used, gaping pussy.
"We're just pussy slaves after all♡♡♡ Your personal breeding holes♡♡♡"
I kissed both of them deeply, cum still dripping from their faces, while we kept having sex until I was too exhausted to continue and finally fell asleep between their cum-soaked bodies.