After parting ways with Shimo, I entered the lounge on the first floor of the dormitory.
This was the dormitory I returned to after spending three nights in the labyrinth, but my mood wasn't good.
It was probably because of what Ars had said when I went into the café after leaving the clinic under the guild administration office to catch my breath before coming to the dormitory.
Thinking that my physical condition was better than I feared, I went into the café for a short chat, but Ars said something even more worrying.
He said he was going to stay with the aura training master at the Adventurer Training Institute for a week for aura training before returning.
It was said that he made this decision after talking with a high-level warrior who had once led an adventurer's party on his way back.
Even though he wasn't fully recovered, Ars's determination was unwavering.
I knew it well.
At times like this, Ars's stubbornness was like that of a mad bull.
But lately, I sensed more than just simple stubbornness in Ars; there was a kind of incomprehensible obsession.
Even if we're blocked by the beginner's wall, there should still be some leeway.
After all, as heroes, Ars and I will naturally climb higher over time.
But lately, Ars seems to have no leeway at all, only the thought of becoming stronger and accumulating merits as quickly as possible.
'Just being with Ars is enough for me... Ah... I'm so tired for some reason...' Actually, the root of this melancholy and exhaustion isn't just because we'll be separated from Ars for a week.
Shimo.
The promise I made with that monster in the dungeon yesterday is unsettling me.
Why did I agree to that promise?
Initially, when I gave him a handjob, it was partly because I was frightened by his threatening shouts, a mistake I made in a panic.
But now it's completely different.
There was no threat. I could have slapped that guy who was begging me but staring intently at me to shut him up, but I agreed without even thinking of refusing.
Was it because Shimo's eyes seemed different when he made that request yesterday?
When I first met Shimo, his tall, menacing muscular physique and uniquely handsome face filled me with fear and tension. But when he said he could speak and started running around, and his seemingly caring gaze towards me and Ars, my tension and fear gradually dissipated. I even deliberately put on a sarcastic expression to forget my initial fear.
After getting to know him, I felt a sense of security from his considerate eyes and imposing physique.
But yesterday, when Shimo helped me up, his gaze didn't match his imposing presence; he seemed different from the usual Shimo.
When I accepted his request under his intense gaze, which seemed to pierce through my naked body, I felt an inexplicable emotion and unconsciously agreed.
'I already have Ars as my boyfriend…why?' As I pondered the change in Shimon's eyes and the strange sense of unease that seemed to be the true nature of his feelings, Ars, who was about to return to his room, spoke up.
"Then I'll rest a bit, and we'll set off immediately tonight. Since I've decided, I want to start as soon as possible."
What's the rush? We just arrived; he could have stayed with me a little longer. Although I felt a little disappointed in Ars, all I could manage to say was, "Be careful on the road."
"...Yeah. Be careful on the road."
I wanted to tell him not to leave, I wanted to say, "Take a week off and go on a date with me," but I couldn't bring myself to say it.
Although I felt regretful, I didn't want to hinder Ars's resolve.
I didn't want to stop Ars, who wanted to reach his dream even a moment earlier, and that dream was also my dream.
After watching Ars enter his room, I also went back to my room, put down my backpack and wand, and collapsed onto the bed.
"Haa... Starting tomorrow, I'll be on a mission with that monster..." After agreeing to this request, the realization that I would be alone with Shimon was incredibly stressful.
It's not that I hate that guy.
The rage I felt after the masturbation incident, the urge to kill him, dissipated when I saw him awkwardly kowtowing and apologizing. When my clothes were half-forcibly ripped open, I had already forgiven him.
But this time, he had made the request openly, and I had willingly agreed; I had no reason to be angry.
Turning my head, I looked at myself sprawled on the bed in the mirror.
The mirror reflected me in revealing clothes I would never normally wear.
Thinking about it carefully, these clothes weren't my usual style either; I had chosen a style that monster liked, influenced by the atmosphere. It wasn't that I wasn't interested in clothes, but I knew Ars's tastes well, and catering to his preferences meant these kinds of clothes were just for show…
Ars only showed a slight expression of surprise when he saw my changed attire, and that was it.
Although seeing his seemingly shy expression gave me a sense of satisfaction, I still wanted to hear him say "beautiful."
However, he was unaware of my feelings; Ars's consciousness seemed entirely focused on growing up as quickly as possible.
'Speaking of which, I asked for it every day, but today I skipped it entirely… Will I continue starting tomorrow…?' Why did I make that promise?
I don't even know when I can take human form.
The memory of rubbing that guy's penis when I made the promise resurfaced.
When I was forced to masturbate him, I half-consciously stroked that monstrous thing, but this time was different.
In any case, I decided to stare at the monster's penis before me and, with inexplicably strange feelings, began to stroke it. "…Hmm…" Recalling yesterday's events, my body felt inexplicably hot. Whenever I thought of that monster's hideous, enormous penis, a subtle excitement would surge within me.
Strangely, I couldn't resist it at all, whenever I thought of or saw that monster's penis.
Although I used to often have lewd fantasies about Ars, ever since I met that monster and witnessed its monstrous penis, that penis has haunted my mind every night.
In the days leading up to entering the dungeon, I still masturbated while smelling the monster's scent on the clothes in the closet; and while on night watch in the dungeon, seeing the sleeping monster, I unconsciously lifted its penis.
I even promised to satisfy its sexual desires every day—what was I doing, having Ars as my boyfriend?
Even though Ars and I hadn't even properly shared our first kiss, I couldn't take my eyes off that monster's penis.
Am I really that promiscuous?
Thinking this, my eyes suddenly widened.
I hadn't even seen Ars's thing, yet I had already touched his penis, and the thought of having to satisfy him for the next week without any way out brought a different answer to my mind. 'Since I haven't seen Ars's thing and haven't done it for him, why not just do it for him!' The fact that I hadn't even touched my lover's penis, but had touched a monster's, caused me immense pain.
Now that I could experience Ars's thing, I thought, 'This is it!'
At least when fulfilling our agreement to deal with his sexual urges later, if I've experienced Ars's thing, I should be able to barely endure it and help him relieve himself.
Why didn't I think of this method before?
Thinking this, I walked towards Ars's room on the second floor.
Ars wasn't feeling well, so although I couldn't go all the way, at least I could experience Ars's thing before leaving, as a small comfort.
"Liz? Is something the matter?" Ars came out while I was packing his luggage.
I entered the room, which was the same size as mine, sat in the chair Ars had brought out, and asked Ars, who was sitting on the bed.
"Ars... you're leaving tonight, right?"
"Hmm? Ah. Sort of. Is something the matter?"
Ars asked me what was wrong. I asked him back, slightly embarrassed.
"Well... because your hand is injured, it'll be a little inconvenient, right?"
"Uh... it really is a little inconvenient?" Ars, who is right-handed, must be very inconvenienced by his right hand injury.
"I haven't seen Ars for a week, and you're not feeling well… I think we should experience that kind of thing…"
But when Ars was actually in front of me, I found it hard to say.
"So I thought… I'd help Ars satisfy his sexual desires…"
"Ah… Eh!?" Ars's eyes widened instantly as he looked at me.
"We haven't… uh… done anything since we started dating, right? But thinking about how inconvenient it must be for Ars with his hand injured… this week will be tough, so I wanted to help you…"
"Liz… Liz!? Th-what is this…" Ars's face flushed red with panic. I thought he was really cute. I felt a sense of being completely taken advantage of, and I enjoyed seeing Ars's satisfied expression.
"I know you want to focus on your work before becoming a full-fledged adventurer… but going to this extent shouldn't be a problem, right… and I also wanted to do something for Ars." As I spoke, I moved closer to the flustered Ars and placed my hand on his pants.
Whether it was from panic or a lack of resistance, Ars didn't stop me from unbuckling his belt.
Observing his expression, he seemed to be shyly gazing at my exposed chest above.
Seeing that expression, I suddenly felt that buying this outfit was definitely the right decision.
It reminded me of the penis I saw when I accidentally wandered into Ars's room as a child while he was changing.
Thinking that he must have grown quite a bit since he was an adult, though not quite monster-level, I excitedly pulled down his pants and underwear. "...Huh?"
When Ars's underwear was pulled down, there stood a tiny object there, almost identical to the one I remembered.
"Liz...Liz? Were you...scared? Suddenly doing this...ah, it's not that I didn't want to..." Ars said慌张地, but for some reason, I seemed not to hear him. Realizing that what was in front of me was Ars's penis, a strong sense of confusion overwhelmed me. 'Ah, it's so small...?' No wonder it felt exactly the same as I remembered… No, there must be something different… Yesterday I was looking at that fierce monster thing, and now seeing Ars's penis, the fact that it was the same male genitalia as that monster's penis was unbelievable.
Shape aside, the size difference was so huge?
After carefully recalling my existing knowledge of sex, I realized that human genitalia are usually this size, and I realized how illogical that monster's penis was.
'Having seen and touched that monster's thing… my common sense seems to have become strange…' Reassured that Ars's penis was normal, I reached out to it.
It was just the right size to be held in one hand, with the tip slightly exposed.
The image of that monstrous penis, too large to be held in one hand, flashed back in my mind.
'Then… Ars? Is it okay?' I desperately tried to forget the image of that penis in my mind and focused on Ars's penis in front of me.
Thinking about other men's penises in front of his lover was unacceptable to him.
"Um... Liz, you... you're too rough...!" When I gripped Ars's swaying penis with the same force I used to rub Shimo's, I saw his face contort instantly; it seemed I'd used too much force.
"Ah, yeah, I'm sorry. Did it hurt?"
"A-a little... it's... it's okay now."
For some reason, this level of force seemed just right. After shaking it for a while, Ars's expression gradually changed.
"Liz... I'm almost there...! Uh!"
"Huh? Hmm? Ah, ah!" Just as this thought crossed my mind, a clear, viscous white liquid seeped from the tip of Ars.
When the liquid touched my hand, he trembled all over.
"Ah... Liz... thank you..." Huh?
That's it?
Could this be Ars's semen?
Confusion enveloped me.
It felt completely different from what I had imagined.
My palm enveloped Ars's warm genitals, a slight shake ending the momentarily.
A slightly sticky, translucent semen clung to my hand.
Just enough to dampen part of my palm.
Unlike the pungent, overwhelming semen of the monster I remembered, this smelled bland.
All of this was so different from the Ars I had imagined until now.
"Ah, Liz. Tissues... here you go."
As I stared at Ars's semen, he immediately grabbed a nearby tissue box and handed it to me. I pulled a tissue from the box and wiped the semen off my hands.
What's going on? My feelings are strange. I touched Ars's long-awaited member and brought him pleasure, yet I can't understand the feeling enveloping my body right now.
Is this... disappointment?
Why?
Am I... disappointed in Ars's member?
Unbelievable.
Unacceptable.
How could this be?
Even though I saw and touched my long-awaited lover's...that place, why am I feeling this way?
I desperately try to suppress the emotions surfacing in my mind.
"Liz...thank you. I should be able to hold on for a week."
"Yeah, yeah...good luck. I'll be waiting for you."
I continued to ignore the emotions welling up inside me, tossed the tissue I used to wipe my hands into the trash can beside the bed, said "good luck" to Ars, and went back to my room.
...What is this feeling?
I was so excited when I went to see Ars, but now I'm being tormented by an inexplicable disappointment and emptiness.
This should be what I've always hoped for...Blinded by these emotions, I came to my senses and found myself smelling the clothes in the closet tainted with the monster's scent, and began to masturbate.