[The current live experience has ended.]
[Do you want to continue with Regular Simulation or Free Simulation?]
[...]
[You chose Free Simulation.]
Silas still had quite a few Free Simulation attempts left.
Sometimes you think that way, right?
Just skipping the tedious parts and choosing somewhat interesting segments to immerse in and feel. It's not a complete life.
If he really only chose once between the kitchen and outside, coming out for an instant between fighting monsters. Could it be said that love is the resonance of one soul to another, rather than the attraction of one organ to another?
"Inside, there's nothing, you know?"
"..."
But Miss Slime's organ attraction was too great!
After waking up, Silas had intended to get her some clothes that weren't easily soaked by slime and could be worn properly.
But what the hell was up with these tits! Not only could he knead them for texture, but he could also reach directly deeper into the cleavage. A sticky mess.
"Silas, touch more... breasts, Siya won't be able to condense."
"Miss Siya, I'd say this can't be said not to be a soul-to-soul resonance. Because I've already deeply touched your soul."
Silas looked at his hand, which had physically entered Miss Slime's chest, and affirmed this.
"...Soul?"
Miss Slime was dazed, obviously not understanding what nonsense Silas was talking about.
She only knew the clothes she had managed to put on were open again because Silas's hand reached down from her chest cavity.
She didn't think it was right for lovers to put their hands physically deep into the stomach or even lower when doing that kind of thing.
But.
Behind her, it was so hard.
She would still look at her reflection in the window. Knowing there was a big difference from humans, but it didn't matter.
"..."
Silas didn't do more.
Because it would be a little awkward. If he really did something using Miss Slime's current body, shooting would be a bit awkward. He needed to save face too.
"Little brother Silas, this is the oilcloth you wanted. You're so smart, letting Miss Siya wear a layer inside like this, and normal clothes outside..."
Miss Anna talked incessantly.
"..."
Silas, besides intending to let Miss Slime go out normally through this method, just wanted to have sex.
How could it work without clothes? Only with clothes would they not intuitively know what he did besides sucking away slime with tentacles.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be that no matter how many times he did it, Anna and Madam Melina in the house would know clearly?
Of course.
Because currently only the ring finger of Miss Slime had recovered, Silas would still use tentacles to help her suck away some slime.
Only now did he know.
Probably, the pain Miss Slime felt could also be counted as 'breast engorgement'. Too much, the slime inside the body would burst out or something.
"Silas, why not have sex?"
"Now is not the time."
"Silas, shy, afraid they will see Siya's current body showing white?"
"..."
"They, went out. Silas shoot in breasts, Siya will hide it."
Miss Slime's face showed no expression, but through her action of peeking outside, he knew she might be a bit shy.
However.
Probably not like ordinary people, afraid of being peeped at by Anna and the others outside.
But feeling that, obviously having normal women not chosen, he chose her.
"..."
Silas was busy.
And very tired, clearly not sucking slime as frequently as last night. But even more tired.
"Color, changed! Heehee."
"..."
Just as Miss Slime said, her papayas, originally turned pale blue due to slimification, now vaguely showed spots of white.
Had to suck away slime for her to endure the pain of 'breast engorgement', and suck away semen for her.
Painful.
But very happy.
Silas was confused about another thing.
First, Miss Slime ignoring the reappearing Madam Melina as if she didn't see her, understandable. Just needed him to speak, and the relationship between Madam Melina and her, even if not returning to the intimacy of before.
Wouldn't be strangers.
"Tired, right? Your... tentacle is indeed better than my body."
"Miss Siya's body has already shown stable changes; you don't need to be so anxious. Take it slowly."
"..."
Madam Melina's cooking skills were quite good. Compared to the slime or her kin who didn't touch normal meals at all, mastering the heat and adjusting appropriately according to Silas's preferences immediately.
Fresh cheese, plus ale, hot meat pudding, and a kind of oat cake. Made very exquisitely and beautifully, complete with color, fragrance, and taste.
Calories were also sufficient.
"These... count as quite nourishing for the body."
"..."
Silas also knew that Miss Anna might not have noticed what he secretly did with Miss Slime in the room besides business.
But this Madam had peeped.
Her saying nourishing the body, definitely wasn't just knowing the reason he was tired from sucking slime with tentacles.
So.
"Madam doesn't plan to reunite with Miss Siya anymore?"
"I'm just an artificial human endowed with maternal instinct. Look..."
Madam Melina rolled up her sleeves, revealing the arm inside. There was a wound scratched by a branch or something; what was left after the skin broke wasn't normal flesh tissue, but seemed to have some artificial fiber material inside.
"But what does this have to do with being Miss Siya's mother?"
Silas remained noncommittal.
He thought, the moment Miss Slime's body completely recovered would probably be the moment he returned to the stable.
Miss Slime already had friends, but maybe not one... existence who would think for her in everything.
In reality, why didn't she appear?
Leaving aside this question, he wanted to have a clear conscience. Not just having a good fuck, pulling up his pants and leaving.
"She already..."
Madam Melina sat on the stool, tucking hair behind her ear, "Has you. Also has many friends who acknowledge her. A mother who has already caused trauma to the child, appearing in front of her is already a very incorrect thing. Even if... already knowing everything done was wrong."
"Madam, a person isn't fixed to only need a lover or friends. Family affection isn't replaceable by others."
"Hehe."
Madam Melina chuckled lightly, "But, Siya is very happy, isn't she? She lacks nothing. Me too, holding a heavy heart to get the current result... extremely satisfied."
"..."
Speaking of which.
Why did Madam Melina change into a cheongsam?
Even, the thighs exposed by the skirt slit were in black silk. Decorating Miss Slime with overly mature things like this would only convey a kind of immoral interest.
But on a true beauty like Madam Melina, it was full of charm. She wasn't a village girl, but genuine... beauty with full looks and a sexy figure.
"Madam?"
Seeing Madam Melina leaning close, extending her finger seeming to wipe food crumbs from the corner of his mouth.
Silas was a bit dazed.
"...This is, repayment."
That face didn't move away. But showed enough blush, lips with lipstick attempting to get closer.
"Wait."
Silas didn't let the situation develop further.
Looking at Madam Melina whose flush on her cheeks hadn't dissipated, biting her lip slightly showing confusion.
"Don't worry, this time it's not that unwilling posture... it's, it's my own willingness."
Madam Melina explained.
"This shouldn't be a question of willingness or not, right? Why did it become repaying with the body?"
"Because I have nothing else. The remaining part of the treasure isn't enough to repay."
"...I help Miss Siya because of my relationship with her, not because of Madam Melina."
On the contrary, in the interval when Silas originally planned to just wait, Madam Melina ran to deliver clues, giving him the initiative. Letting the current Miss Slime skip the long painful stage.
Maybe doing nothing, Miss Slime would reconstruct until Silas died of old age.
"..."
Madam Melina didn't speak again, just lowering her gaze.
"I'll go help Miss Siya first. Will talk to Madam properly later."
"I think since Madam Melina has repented, and purely wants to be good to her, no need to think so much. If there are any problems, I will solve them."
"..."
Silas never thought about mother-daughter donburi or anything.
That stuff only exists in doujinshi. Besides... would he be worthy of Miss Siya? That was a woman willing to let him truly fill her papayas inside and out.
Madam Melina remaining in the living room still unconsciously bit her lip lightly.
"Ah, Little brother Silas went in again?"
Miss Anna, who was busy making clothes according to Silas's instructions, ran in hurriedly; it seemed to be raining outside.
Her hair was wet. "Just received a letter. Seems sent the day after you came back from there. Saying they plan to transfer the priest and all the materials found in the secret room here."
"..."
"Madam?"
"..."
Called several times before Madam Melina came to her senses.
"Thank you."
"What's there to thank? As long as Miss Siya can get better. I also did a little bit... but you, relationship with daughter..."
"..."
Madam Melina didn't say much. Brushed it off casually.
What's the big deal?
As a mother, after accompanying her daughter to grow up, normal thinking... isn't it hoping her daughter forms a family with a good person? Obviously, Silas is very suitable. And very capable.
And having outstanding ability, yet not just treating her daughter as a tool for venting lust. She could see, for example, Anna who was busy before and after, and those women who sent letters... which one didn't have secret affection for Silas? Daughter didn't know, could Silas not know? Just ignored it.
Also.
Waiting for Silas to go plow the small forest several times again. Coming back exhausted.
Madam Melina heated the chicken soup.
"So, Madam doesn't need to worry about whether Siya will be stubborn. As long as I speak to persuade, slowly reconcile. She will feel the goodwill. She is not stupid."
"Just whether can return to the previous relationship, surpassing me or something..."
"..."
"You are wrong."
Madam Melina didn't listen much to what Silas was saying, only concluding the answer now.
"What?"
"Didn't you say just now, letting my daughter recover is because of your relationship with her?"
"?"
"Then, have you thought... precisely because of this, I want to repay? What do you think, as a watching mother, seeing the son-in-law meticulously exhausting himself for the daughter, would be like?"
"Madam?"
"Shh, too loud, daughter will hear..."
The reason Madam Melina felt shy. Wasn't purely feeling nothing else to give except body repayment.
Another point.
After witnessing with her own eyes how well Silas treated her daughter. She would think, if acknowledging being a mother. Leaving aside the fact of being an artificial life, then the daughter must have a father, right?
She still detested other men. But only... couldn't detest Silas who was extremely good to her daughter. Even had strange affection.
"Madam, I already said no need for any repayment."
Of course Silas wouldn't just endure Melina getting close from behind, hand reaching down. Could easily subdue her, pressing her onto the table.
"Mmh... before, heard you and daughter say... cheongsam and black silk. So specially asked about it."
But Madam Melina, whose shoulders were roughly pressed, didn't resist at all, instead using legs wrapped in black silk tightly showing flesh color, lightly hooking Silas's waist. Eyes silky with charm, breath disordered.
"Let me, at least do a little bit. Repay."
"Like this... I can slightly endure the guilt, continue to find a place where no one knows to live on. Can I ask you, forgive then give me this opportunity?"
"..."
The chicken soup on the plate on the table was still steaming.
Miss Anna was probably still busy making clothes for Miss Slime. Because she also wanted to repay, insisting on asking the tailor personally.
Miss Slime shrank on the bed in the bedroom staring at the rain curtain outside. Maybe, she wanted to wait until the sky cleared and had special new clothes, to go out for a walk with Silas.
"..."
And Madam Melina pressed on the table, cheeks completely dyed red. Not half reluctant.
Honestly, even because her skirt slit open, seeing the looming very narrow lace panties in the black silk. Silas indeed had a physiological reaction, but as long as he didn't want to do it, he could endure.
[You found Madam Melina seemed determined to disappear after repaying you]
[You decided to...]
[Important Choice Triggered]
[Option 1: Train her hard, sleep with her until she stays]
[Option 2: Refuse, tell her you only crave her daughter's body]
[Engaging Free Simulation.]
This time the final mission can be confirmed as letting Miss Slime recover. But for Miss Slime herself, the most important thing is Silas being there.
If disappeared, would Miss Slime lose control again? Although for Silas who already completed the mission, theoretically not something to care about.
As long as he hides it, he can definitely complete the mission.
[You chose Option 1.]
"..."
Silas's hand climbed onto Madam Melina's thigh covered by black silk under the cheongsam hem; very elastic, the touch after tightening was very wonderful.
Those large papayas with real feeling were still different from Miss Slime's, large mounds with a bit of sagging feeling due to being too big.
"Madam, you will stay."
"I already said... hah..."
Not giving her a chance to speak completely, Silas kneaded the protruding rice grain through clothes. Not a negotiating tone.
"If sneaking away, I will be like before... let Madam faint again."
"..."
Madam Melina couldn't speak, recalling the scene of being used as a rack and fucked until fainting and drooling by the man in front of her in the basement before. Full thighs unconsciously trembled.
She wanted to refute again.
But she suddenly remembered now. Silas was never a character easily controlled, acting according to others' words. Just as he could take the daughter away safely, only caring about what he wanted to do.
"Madam hasn't seen me for too long. Already forgot many things, can conversely threaten me too loud will be heard by Siya?"
"Then I say now too. Madam better keep your voice down."
"?!"
The panties soaked long ago were stroked by the man's hand. Meat flaps opened and closed more smoothly.
How could it be like this?
Just wanted to repay once and leave. Didn't want to insert into his and daughter's life.
Now...
Meaning, want her to become a sex slave?
Must refuse. But the body... softer and softer. Just like Silas changed attitude with unquestionable words, couldn't defy. Then only satisfying him, letting him treat daughter more single-mindedly is...
Very shameful. But Silas already moved out the finger playing between her legs with little resistance, semi-transparent threads very obvious.
Next is...
"Madam, believe you already understand."
"I continue to help Miss Siya. Don't make so many supplements, I'm not weak."
"..."
Of course not weak.
Could see, hard so severely.
Since interested why not continue?
"..."
Madam Melina sat dazedly on the stool, watching Silas run back and forth covering the full tentacle to plow the ground. Mood very complex.
That must be a threat; really want to sneak away would be caught and fucked until fainting maybe.
But also like before, this person never thought of wanting any sex slave.
Very absurd.
Clearly intended to offer body repayment, but after being teased... except breasts and between legs being touched, no next step.
And after this. Madam Melina's heart beat very fast. Before didn't have this opportunity to observe Silas properly.
Now felt.
If treating Silas as the daughter's father from the beginning, truly loving... like that, how happy the family formed would be.
"..."
Folding the fitting cheongsam and stockings prepared for the daughter too on the table.
Watching Silas take it in, Madam Melina hid in the corner. Although couldn't peek... but could imagine.
Should have fantasized about daughter and him.
How did it become so specific, him and herself mating?
"Hah-ugh...!"
Biting the hem of clothes, fingertips stroking between legs wrapped in black silk, hotter and hotter. Trembling.
Silently looking at the widely opening and closing crevice.
Madam Melina's cheeks almost bled from redness.
But thought.
Saying leaving, actually had nowhere to go. Without the goal of finding daughter, nothing wanted to do.
Then, could... really be a sex slave, endure guilt and sin, possess the right to peek at daughter's happy life? Of course, this matter cannot be discovered by daughter.
But in the final analysis, hiding in the corner masturbating herself... really, still purely for the purpose of peeking at daughter? She dared not think further. Chose to bear the instinct brought by the body, embedding fingers into stockings, stroking directly.