Spirit’s Paradise And The Idle Another World Life - Chapter 463

Chapter 463: - Episode 461 Flashback?




I had put on a splendid show of deduction in the house of whores, and I had captured the hearts of the ladies of the whore, and I was in a situation where I was in trouble because of my irresistible attraction to them.

Although it is the fate of a good man to be popular, I can't show my face to the world as a man by making multiple women fall in love with me.

But it is also shameful for a man to make attractive women cry. Pfft, I'm a sinful man. .......

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I hope the doctor had a good time.

I couldn't even finish the banquet because of the short notice. I had no time to prepare a girl, so I had to ask a lot of you.

The succubus woman said she would take care of it, but I'm not sure if I could have given her the best hospitality because of the pressure she put on me.

If only that idiot had been a little more considerate, we would have had more time to prepare and give her the best hospitality.

I had originally planned to make this hospitality a prelude and the next one the main event, but the fact that the teacher refused to accept it hurt.

"But the house of the whore......... You've got some nerve to like demons too...or is it ......?"

Yes, the succubus' skills are amazing, but many men are terrified of being squeezed to the limit.

But to rent out such a partner for a night and satisfy a succubus, you're no ordinary being.

When I met him for the first time, he looked like a soft guy. ......My eyesight is still untrained, too, I guess.

"...... Oh, no?　Did you come for me already?"

The woman who came out after knocking was indeed the one I had asked for help from yesterday. But ...... isn't she a little too shiny?　I feel like you're even increasing your presence, don't you?

And already?　We shouldn't be too far behind schedule. Is something wrong?　

"Hey, hey, sis. I asked you to give him your best hospitality.　I don't want to force you to squeeze me, but I want you to feel good about yourself, you know that, don't you?"

If the succubus gets serious, it won't be so fancy, will it?

"Of course I understand. So we did our best to please the Lord. But I must admit that we might have tried a little too hard."

Which is it?　You ain't squeezed to death, are you?

"I made sure to explain that you are a big benefactor of the slum. If something had happened to him, even though we asked him to do it, we wouldn't get off scot-free. With that in mind, let me ask you this. Is he going to be okay?"

If it comes to it, I'll have to kill them all and apologize for dying too.

Don't look so scared. We're professionals. We don't take lives. I'm just sorry I squeezed you a little too hard. I'm sorry."

"...... For now, take us to the doctor. You may have to prepare yourself."

The succubus reluctantly guides me. The house is filled with a seductive smell. Compared to the smell of the whore in the store, it is much stronger than the smell of a female.

Is it this strong because it's the house where the whore lives?　If this is the result of the teacher's s*xual exploitation, it's not so funny.

(It's hard to be a popular guy. ......)

(I can't, I can't do it anymore. ......)

（What a bunch of kittens. Don't worry, I'll take good care of them.)

（I can't stand up. I can't stand up anymore.)

（Are you that happy?　All right. I'll take you to heaven.)

（What?　Why are you standing up?　Did you just do something to me?　(No, you definitely did something!)

The teacher, the benefactor of the slum, is lying on the sofa, looking as if all the energy the creature possesses has been sucked out of him.

He seems to be alive because he is mumbling something, but his expression is going back and forth between anguish and ecstasy. Is he all right?

"Hey ...... you guys ......."

"Don't sound so scared. I told you we're professionals. We're not going to let you die. I'm sure the Lord will revive you after a little more rest."

"But you're professionals, right?　You didn't have to squeeze them this close to the edge. Why are they all so shiny and happy? Do you know what it means to entertain?"

All the whores are clearly in a great mood. How many men do you think it takes to satisfy one whore?

"......Well, we're responsible, sure, but you're at fault, too. The Lord is without a doubt the best of mankind. When a man like that is put in front of you, even a professional can make a mistake. If you had warned us beforehand, we would have been prepared ......."

"Huh?　The best of humanity?　Does that mean you're on the level?"

What do you mean "should"? You don't look confident.

"Oh?　You don't know the Lord?　If you're ......, I'm talking a little too much. Anyway, it was a bit of an outburst, but we did the best we could."

I knew the doctor was no ordinary man, but the pinnacle of humanity?　Is he even more awesome than you imagined?

"Hmmm, hmmm... ...... where am I?"

The doctor woke up?　Has he come back from that state of having everything taken from him?　

"Sir, this is the house of the whore. Are you all right?"

"Hmm?　Oh, I must have fallen asleep. Sorry to keep you waiting, Jude, I'll be ready in a minute. What?　I feel really lazy. ......"

Is that all you have to say about being lazy ......?　And she's already getting horny from all the whores. The pinnacle of humanity. ...... Is it true?

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I woke up and Mr. Jude was talking to me with an impatient look on his face. I don't like to see a man's face when I wake up from sleep, but it seems I overslept.

I thought he was late when he said he would pick me up in the afternoon, but I guess Mr. Jude was right. He's very capable.

What's wrong?　I'm so lazy. I managed to get up, but even moving my fingers is hard when I'm not conscious.

Oh, some whore sisters have come by. They are in close contact with my nice and s*xy body, and say how happy they are that I had a great night.

I can't remember much since I woke up from sleep, but as a man, it's the highest compliment I can get, so my face naturally relaxes.

What's that?　My libido, which would normally be ignited by such a close contact with a beautiful woman, doesn't twitch at all.

I'm feeling lazy, and I wonder if I caught a cold.

"Doctor, what do you want me to do?　If you are not feeling well, would you like to rest here a little longer?"

"No, no, you're bothering me, I'll be home soon."

I don't know why I said I was leaving on reflex. Normally, I would want to be with beautiful women as much as possible, so I would just ask them to let me rest, right?

But for some reason, I feel like my body wants to go home.

d*mn it. I must have gotten really sick in spite of all the free time I had. I must go back to my lodgings immediately and get myself back in shape by nightfall. You force your lazy body to get up.

I leave the whorehouse with Jude, seeing off my sisters. The sun is shining brightly on me.

But the whore sisters look like they're really sorry to see me go. They told me that I can come to the whorehouse anytime I want, and I'm really irresistible.

Was my play that good?　What did I do?

Uh, what's that?　Let's see... ...... Yeah. At first, it felt like everything was covered in skin color. Every part of me was filled with pleasure, and I was so happy.

They call me a whore, so they played in various ways that I could never have imagined. I learned a lot.

It was like all the pleasures in the world were here.

The things that I can't tell people, I really can't tell people. It felt good, though.

And then ...... and then what?　Huh?　Why not?　I'm not even cold, but my body starts shivering on its own.

"Ugh."

One after another, the lewd scenes running through my mind. Flashbacks?

Enraptured sisters of the whore.

I who seem to be in pain while giving in to pleasure.

The sisters of the whore chanting some kind of incantation.

I who am full of energy for some reason.

The demonesses are covering me with a crazy look on their faces.　　

I scream that I can't do it anymore. .......

"Sensei!　Teacher!"

Mr. Jude shook you by the shoulders. That was close. It was like being swallowed by a memory.

"Sir, you look pale. Are you all right?"

Mr. Jude looks very worried.

"Uh, yeah, I'm fine."

"Really?　You look like you need to take a break somewhere, don't you?"

No, I'm just a little tired. The sun is nice, so let's keep walking.

Mr. Jude was He looks at me like I'm a monster. Why?

"Mr. Jude, is something wrong?"

"No, no, it's nothing. If the sun's rays are so nice to you, let's go for a walk. But your color hasn't returned, so let's walk slowly.

"Yes, sir."

Mr. Jude is mumbling something about the highest peak or something. He looks somewhat unrefreshing, as if he is suffering from constipation.

...... Well, never mind. If he has something to say, he will ask.

But you know, the sun ...... usually I don't pay much attention to the sun's rays, but today it feels so warm. It's a comforting feeling that permeates my tired body.

Now that I know why my body is lazy and why my libido didn't flare up, I feel much better.

I guess I've been squeezed so hard by the whore sisters that there was no room for my libido to burn up.

The moment I thought of the whore's sister, my body shivered.

Maybe I've been ...... squeezed too much and my body is afraid of the whore's sister?

......Well, if the level hadn't been raised, I think I would have been squeezed to the point that I would have seriously died on my stomach. Is it any wonder that my body would have rejected it?　

But you didn't have any rejection before you left the whorehouse, did you?　Did your body react because you recalled memories?

Come to think of it, earlier you felt as if your body wanted to get out of the whorehouse as soon as possible.

I may have been traumatized a little. I'd better stay at the inn today and rest my body and mind.

But you know, I'm really glad that I raised the level of .......