As A Result of Trying To Live An Erotic Slow-Life, I Have Become The Underground Ruler of This Upside-Down Otherworld - Chapter 31: The Fox Girl Who Melts with Emotion

Chapter 30: A Fox Girl Melting in Emotion

Kazune, the current number two of the Rat team, isn’t used to men.

She has plenty of sexual experience and knows the taste of pleasure.

But all of it was with male prostitutes.

Thanks to Towa’s arrangements, Kazune rarely struggled to satisfy her sexual desires.

For her, they got paid, she got release.

Treating each other as tools for their goals left no room for hesitation.

She spends freely on what she wants, dives headfirst into enjoyment, and in Arius’s terms, she’s a “bitch” in the best sense.

She managed to compartmentalize well.

In this world, that’s not just right—it’s practically a necessary skill for an “ugly” woman.

Kazune couldn’t grasp Mia’s desire to serve or Towa’s deep loyalty, though she respected and swore allegiance to Towa as a work superior, keeping a professional distance.

She’s fully resigned to her existence as an “ugly” woman.

The happy life she dreams of is unattainable, so she maximizes enjoyment within her means—a perfectly rational, safe choice for an “ugly” woman.

In a word, Kazune isn’t a woman seasoned with men but one seasoned at playing.

And yet…

“Uh, um, Successor… no, Arius-sama?”

“Why the ‘sama’? ‘San’ or just my name’s fine.”

She’s face-to-face with her new master, wearing a wry smile.

She’s called plenty of men hot or slipped out “hunk,” but he’s the first whose inner qualities she found truly captivating.

“So, uh, Arius-san, then.”

“Yeah, that works. No need to be so nervous. Not your first time buying a guy, right?”

Telling her not to be nervous is absurd—she sighs inwardly—but she’s quietly impressed by how observant he is.

When Towa reached out, she couldn’t help but fist-pump, eagerly awaiting this moment.

But as it approached, her senses went haywire.

Standing in just a towel before a man isn’t new. She’d usually think, Hurry up and show me yours, or I’ll show mine and make you feel great.

She’s bared herself to men better-looking than Arius, some so hot she licked her lips unconsciously.

Yet, she can’t let go of this towel.

“…Damn. What’s wrong with me?”

“Hm?”

She doesn’t understand her own emotions.

It’s like she’s a virgin—no, she’s more overwhelmed than her actual first time.

Is baring herself to a man this daunting?

The towel feels like flimsy armor. It’s not meant to protect, yet she grips the knot like it’s her last bastion.

Normally, she’d leap at the chance, smirking over whether to start with a kiss or make him serve her.

“Kazune-san.”

“Y-yes!?”

Arius’s soft voice cuts through her frozen state.

She feels her face flush at the unfamiliar squeak she lets out.

Then it hits her—she understands.

She’s embarrassed.

“Come here.”

“Uh, o-okay…”

Hesitantly, she steps toward Arius, sitting on the bed.

Each step makes her heart pound louder, echoing in her ears, her blood rushing like it does on a job, or more.

“Thanks for your hard work. And for always coming to Ronnyan.”

“Ah—”

At arm’s reach, Arius stands and pats her head.

To him, it’s just a way to ease her tension.

But a heavy, profound weight settles deep in Kazune’s chest.

“Today’s partly a thank-you. Sounds like lip service since I’m getting paid, but you’ve helped us a lot.”

It’s true—Kazune’s a big part of Ronnyan’s diner income.

That’s why Arius chose her over Shuri, after debating.

Just that reason.

“Uh, wha…”

Her vision blurs.

Her eyes burn, warmth trailing down her cheeks.

“Oh—uh, sorry.”

His hand starts to pull away in a flash.

Instinctively, Kazune grabs it.

“I’m so happy.”

She presses it to her cheek, feeling his warmth.

※

“N, fu, u…”

The kiss brings a sweet tingle.

It’s the first time she’s found pleasure’s tingle sweet, and Kazune drowns in it instantly.

“Chuu, re… n, n, fu… fua, n.”

How long has she been submerged in this sea of kisses since lying on the bed?

Arius is a bit surprised, but Kazune still won’t release his lips.

“Nchuu, nn… afu, nnn.”

No tongue entwining.

It’s almost just lips pressed together. Arius is bewildered—a woman he thought seasoned with men is acting like she’s lost in her first kiss.

Truly, they could greet dawn like this.

Kazune is that consumed by Arius’s kiss.

It’s not that she won’t let go—she can’t.

As if she’s breathing through him, as if parting lips would stop her breath.

“Nn, afu, nchuu, chuu, mu.”

Arius is fine with that but feels guilty earning three silver coins for just kissing, so he slides his hand to the towel’s knot still wrapping her.

“A… ya, n.”

“Don’t want me to see?”

“N-not that… I’m just worried my body’ll turn you off… nu♡.”

Her attempt to mask embarrassment is drowned by Arius’s arousal.

“S-so big…♡ It’s hot…♡”

“It’s not turning me off.”

Letting her grip his throbbing erection, Kazune’s eyes finally spark with lust.

“Ah…”

“Yeah, you’re cute.”

The loosened towel reveals small breasts.

Her beastman frame fits “slender” perfectly, a classic example.

“Gonna touch you.”

“Uh, um, I’d like to keep kissing… nu.”

Guess it’s all kissing today, Arius resolves inwardly.

“Gladly.”

“A… hamu♡.”

He presses his lips to hers again.

But this position limits intensity.

Kissing keeps them pressed close, restricting body and hand movement.

“Nmu♡ Hapuu♡.”

Arius’s foreplay, covering her.

Kazune lifts her head slightly to kiss, fine now but tiring soon.

And…

“Npuah… a, ha, don’t pull away… n-nchuu♡.”

If he shifts to caress elsewhere, Kazune chases his lips.

At this rate, it’ll really be just kissing, troubling Arius, until a flash of inspiration.

“Kazune-san, sorry for a sec.”

“Eh, a… fuah? Nbu!?”

He slides a hand behind her head for a deeper kiss.

Ignoring her wide-eyed shock, he lifts her lightly, slipping his legs beneath.

“Nbu, ju, afu♡ N, a♡.”

“…Phew. Shall we continue?”

They settle into face-to-face sitting.

Not yet joined below, his twitching rod rests between them.

“Th-this, nu, it’s rubbing…♡.”

Kazune’s spread legs, with Arius’s orc cock before her sex.

Precum drips tero tero, mixing with her soaked juices from kissing alone.

“Nchuu, nn♡ A, u, my hips, moving… uun♡.”

Her hips move unconsciously from the kiss, her clitoris grazing his shaft.

Pleasure from both mouths, above and below.

Her reason melts with the kiss, dyed by pleasure.

“Nchuu, afu… nbu!? Juru, re, juchuu, nnn!”

Arius’s tongue invades her mouth as something enters her vagina.

“Nah♡ Nguchuu♡ Nn♡ Nbucchuu♡.”

Lightning flashes in Kazune’s vision.

The world crackles, chika chika, bachi bachi, her consciousness nearly stolen by pleasure.

“Nn♡ Arius-san♡ Chuu, chuu! K-kiss me, desu♡.”

Desperate to hold onto this moment, she sloppily extends her tongue, pleading.

She knows she’s showing a face no one’s seen, one she’d never show.

A pathetic face, surely.

Someone might say, Where’s the cold, calculated woman who saw this as just a transaction?

“Chuu, chuu♡ Kiss, kiss me, desu♡ Arius-san♡ I want kisses, desu♡.”

“…So damn sexy.”

But she can’t stop.

She understands Towa’s warning about needing resolve.

“Chuu, hamu♡ Rero, rero, nchuu♡.”

This is sex.

This is intimate making.

“Arius-san♡ Arius-san♡ F-feels good, desu ka? My p-pussy♡ Feels good, desu ka?”

“Yeah, it’s sucking me in, like it’s yanking out my cum. Feels amazing.”

“A, ahaa♡.”

Yes, intimate making.

For the first time, she’s sharing emotion with a man.

“Never felt this… desu♡ First… time, desu♡.”

Face-to-face, they can’t move vigorously.

But it’s deep.

Arius’s cock, too big to fit fully, its tip relentlessly gorigori grinding her cervix.

Their bodies melt together, boundaries blurring.

“M-melting, desu♡ I’m m-melting into Arius-san, desu♡.”

“Melt away. Even if you solidify, I’ll melt you again.”

As many times as it takes.

Those words make it clear.

The old Kazune will melt and vanish, reborn and solidified anew.

“Arius-san, I, I…♡.”

“Go ahead, no holding back.”

As a Rat serving Arius, as Kazune who chose him as her master.

“Ni—I’m, nbu♡.”

“Nn.”

Her lips, trying to voice her climax, are sealed by another kiss.

In that moment—

“Ah—”

“…Good work.”

Kazune’s consciousness slowly sinks away.