Chapter 183: Rabbit and Slime (1)
Among the split Mollangs, the one that had been spanked earlier was awkwardly moving her hands while trying to suck, while the one I had just had in my mouth was more skillfully using her tiny tongue to clean out the remaining semen from my urethra.
Feeling the cool, pleasant sensation of Mollang's body, I placed both hands on their heads and pressed them against my glans. With their faces snugly pressed against me, they diligently served, their twin tongues working hard. Watching these twin Mollangs eagerly licking away filled me with an overwhelming sense of pleasure and dominance.
Moreover, now that one Mollang had split into two, there was a stark contrast between the expressions they wore—one had a confident, skilled look while the other, perhaps due to her split core, seemed more innocent and clumsy with her tongue movements. Whether it was an act or genuine, I couldn't tell, but either way, it turned me on. I enjoyed the soft touch of their cheeks as I indulged in the moment.
Drip...
Since I had already ejaculated quite a bit earlier in the evening, the semen that came out now was not as thick or voluminous as before. However, it was still enough to thoroughly coat the small faces of the two Mollangs.
Lick... Lick...
Competing with each other, they licked the semen off their faces, trying to absorb as much into their cores as possible. Seeing them like this, I realized that my dick was starting to feel sore. For the sake of rest and tomorrow's duties, it was time to stop.
"Return to normal and clean up."
With disappointed expressions, the two Mollangs embraced and kissed before merging their cores back together, returning to a single form.
Squelch.
She then carefully began cleaning up, licking away the fluids from my groin—her own slime secretions, my semen, and the precum that had spilled. She buried her face deep in my pubic area, ensuring not a single drop remained, almost as if she were suffocating herself in the process.
Gulp. Gulp.
Mollang swallowed the last remnants, her throat working as she gulped down the final traces of semen and precum. My glans, while still damp, was now free of any sticky residue, completely cleaned. Meanwhile, Mollang, having absorbed all the semen into her core, approached me with a sultry expression, her lower belly swollen from storing the load.
'Ah... Hopefully, her mouth doesn't reek of semen.'
Fortunately, as soon as she kissed me, she funneled all the semen into her core, leaving her lips feeling fresh and cool as usual. She even licked away the fluids on my lips, ensuring everything was clean before I readjusted my clothes.
Trickle.
Mollang then spat out the excess waste, and with her belly now noticeably round from all the semen she had taken in, she sat down with a satisfied expression.
"That's enough for today."
Nod.
Even a slime's emotions are hard to read, but Mollang seemed calmer now. Holding her in my arms, I reached toward Shuru, who was sleeping at the foot of my sleeping bag, and gently repositioned her before zipping the bag back up.
Rustle.
"..."
I heard a faint movement in the distance, but it wasn't anything menacing or loud enough to be of concern. I chose to ignore it.
It was probably just a rat or a rabbit.
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"Wake up."
Thud.
I felt a kick against my sleeping bag and opened my eyes to see Professor Pandel standing there, kicking at it with all his might.
Of course, considering that Pandel was in his late twenties, his kick felt like nothing more than a light tap to me. Plus, the thick sleeping bag absorbed most of the impact.
"Nyaaang~"
I yawned, running my fingers through Shuru's slightly damp hair before unzipping the bag. Lifting both Mollang and Shuru into my arms, I got up.
Seeing me holding Mollang, Pandel added a remark.
"Make sure to control that slime's diet. Otherwise, you'll end up with two of them."
'If I told him she split into five yesterday, he wouldn't believe me...'
I gave him a vague response and carried the two back toward the wagon. The atmosphere was noticeably brighter today, as if everyone had rested well.
"Did you sleep well?"
Since I had fallen asleep early after dealing with Mollang last night, my condition was much better today. The coachman also seemed refreshed, his face almost glistening with oil, likely from a good night's sleep without any goblin attacks or disturbances.
'That guy definitely ate something in secret.'
I hadn't noticed before, but he had quite the appetite. He was good at setting traps, and if an animal got caught overnight, he'd secretly cook and eat it by dawn, wiping his mouth clean before anyone noticed.
Not that it bothered me much. There was enough food, so I didn't see the need to call him out on it.
Near the wagon, stretching and loosening her body, was Bella. She looked much better today compared to yesterday.
"Ah, good morning... little brother."
Her reddish-brown hair was tied up in a high ponytail, but she avoided making eye contact with me, her cheeks flushing red as she quickly turned her head away.
That reaction immediately told me who had been watching me and Mollang last night.
After all, if it had been Pandel, he would've either ignored it or loudly told me to quit messing around. The coachman, on the other hand, moved too sluggishly—there was no way he could have gone unnoticed. The only person who was nimble, silent, and had a reason to avoid my gaze was none other than her.
"Did you sleep well, Bella?"
"Huh? Ah, um... yeah, I slept okay. Thanks to the doctor's medicine, my back feels much better."
She was dressed in a short top that revealed her navel and tight leather shorts, suggesting that she was ready for outdoor activity rather than resting. But where did she get those clothes?
"They're mine. Got a problem with that?"
"No, not at all."
The clothes seemed a bit tight on her, meaning Professor Pandel probably had a slimmer waist than Bella. She had to tie the waist with some vines, and the top had even been cut with a knife to prevent it from pressing too tightly against her ample chest. Still, it looked like it could burst at any moment.
'Wait, does that mean Pandel normally wears such short shorts and a cropped top? That doesn't suit him at all...'
He usually wore long, comfortable pants and a worn-out research coat, smelling of alcohol, medicinal herbs, and his ever-present herbal cigarettes.
Sniff sniff.
"Eek!"
The strong scent of tobacco confirmed that these were indeed Pandel's clothes.
"Ah... sorry. I just needed to check something."
"R-right? It's nothing, really."
For some reason, she avoided looking at me directly. If our eyes met, her pupils spun as if she were dizzy, and her long rabbit ears twitched every time I stepped closer, like they were reacting to my presence.
'Wasn't she supposed to be in her late twenties?'
To me, she wasn't just an older sister figure—she was significantly older. But thanks to her petite stature and youthful appearance, she could easily be mistaken for someone my age or even younger.
"By the way... that slime of yours, I saw it transforming into a human yesterday..."
"When did you see that?"
I asked with a straight face, and only then did Bella seem to realize that Mollang rarely took human form in front of others.
Back at the Order's headquarters, she would sometimes change into human form to greet people or if I dressed her up for fun. In front of Pandel, she didn't bother hiding it, but here, with the coachman and Bella present, she hadn't transformed even once.
"Ah, um, I mean... it was just a guess? Herbivore beastkin have good instincts, right? I just thought... if a slime that big existed, maybe it had transformation abilities or something~"
"..."
"Or... maybe not?"
Wow. Bella was terrible at lying.
"I see."
I decided to let it slide.
She had probably overheard me scolding Mollang last night and came to check. But then, upon seeing me start something intimate with Mollang, she must have been too flustered to leave and ended up watching the whole thing before sneaking away.
And judging by how she still couldn't meet my gaze, it seemed like the memory of what she saw hadn't faded from her mind.
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During breakfast, the coachman said he was already full (probably because he secretly grilled and ate something earlier), so Bella and I shared a simple meal of hardtack and fruit soup.
"So, we'll be riding the carriage again today and should reach the border within five days. What about you, Bella? Where's your hometown?"
"Ah, there's a village in the Elven Forest, past the border. If possible, could I travel with you? It would be dangerous for me to go alone."
"Normally, I'd say a rabbit beastkin like you should be able to escape danger with ease, but since your body's not in perfect shape right now, I suppose we have no choice."
With that decided, we prepared to head toward the border. As usual, I packed the others into the bag and climbed into the carriage. But just as we were about to leave, I noticed Bella hesitating instead of getting in.
"Um... can I try running alongside instead? If my back starts hurting, I'll hop in."
"You won't fall behind the carriage, but it'd be easier to just ride."
"I feel too stiff, and I don't want to rely on the carriage too much. Besides, if I run, we can take turns watching over each other at night."
Pandel gave me a long stare before frowning and nodding in approval.
"If your body can't take it, get on immediately. If necessary, we can make this guy run instead."
"Why me?!"
"You're the heaviest."
Damn. I had no comeback for that.
Considering Bella and Pandel's combined weight, they were still lighter than me.
"And the youngest one should do the running. You expect an old man like me to sprint?"
"Wow, now you're suddenly an old man?"
"If someone complains about not even getting morning wood, that means they're old."
Pandel, as petty as ever, threw my own words back at me, effectively shutting me up.
"I'll just warm up a bit more and catch up soon, so go ahead!"
With an energetic wave, Bella let the carriage move ahead while she stayed behind to stretch.
"This is your fault."
"What did I even do?"
Even I had a feeling Bella was avoiding the carriage because of me, but I feigned ignorance.
"I told you, rabbit beastkin go into heat quickly. With a strong male scent in the carriage, she's probably subconsciously avoiding it to prevent herself from being affected."
"..."
Could that really be it?
"Herbivore beastkin tend to be highly fertile."
Still... would she really go into heat just from sitting next to me for a day?