I Was Thawed Out 1,000 Years in the Future. Men Were Extinct. ~Apparently, I’m Being Forced into Breeding Sex by Lewd Beautiful Girls in Skin-Tight Suits to Preserve the Human Race~ - 15

Chapter 15:  Captain Sail of the Migdal: The Age of Revolution

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Touya-dono’s purchase by the Supply Division sent a massive shock through the ship. It was truly a bolt from the blue, the opening curtain of turmoil like a sudden thunderclap.

The Supply Division, led by Orite, freely unleashed the credits they had been hoarding in peacetime and bought one hour of him for five million. They handed an enormous construction budget to the Facilities Division to remodel the lounge, which was right left to departmental discretion, and transformed it into a perfect orgy room, and then went on a buying spree that stripped the Procurement Division of its stockpiled, treasured liquor.

And on top of that, there were those skinsuits. Skinsuits were all-purpose garments widely used across the galaxy, but to maintain their functionality, their colors and designs were subject to certain constraints. Orite and her people, however, bludgeoned the Facilities Division’s R&D team with stacks of cash and developed a revolutionary suit. By discarding overkill features such as extreme durability for space exposure, they turned it into an obscene outfit designed to more effectively seduce Touya-dono.

The results spoke for themselves.

“Ugh—kuh♡”

Tide splashed across the office. On the tablet placed atop the desk, Touya-dono was shown in high resolution, writhing amid the women of the Supply Division. The audio carried such vivid presence that it felt as though one were there, and merely listening made the crotch throb.

Having spun a clever scheme and successfully extended their enjoyment with Touya-dono all the way until morning, the women of the Supply Division were, of course, forced to bear considerable expense. But there was no way they would let such a night of indulgence remain a one-time dream.

The footage playing on this tablet had been filmed by cameras Orite and the others installed throughout the room during the renovation. With the introduction of the shift system, the production and distribution of state-issued AV had ended, but some still prepared their own equipment and filmed POV videos. Following that precedent, Orite and her group put this orgy party up for sale as a video product.

“Damn it! Five hundred thousand just for the first hour? They’re gouging us!”

Touya-dono, buried in the flesh of the Supply Division and devouring women single-mindedly. The treasured recording capturing that sight spanned a total of five volumes. The complete set, with bonus footage included, cost 2.3 million credits. Thinking that was far too expensive, I bought only the first volume, yet I already found myself desperate to know what came next.

Incidentally, the bonus footage was said to be close-up shots of Touya-dono’s sleeping face after he had dozed off. Damn it. Even as captain, my income within the ship’s economy amounted to little more than a modest salary. If anything, I often treated my subordinates, leaving my purse rather light.

“Ugh… Should I buy a new suit instead of wasting money on AV like this? No, but…”

While the Supply Division was raking in money with the AV they themselves enjoyed to cover their expenses, they weren’t the only ones who hadn’t had a dry moment since that night. People were flocking to the Facilities Division as well, seeking those lewd sex suits.

Now it had become common for each squad to standardize unique suit colorings. Some with entirely transparent fabric over the breasts, others with high-leg designs that emphasized the slit of the pussy. Suits reflecting every imaginable preference spread through the ship. Officially, it was strictly ordered that the traditional dark-navy skinsuits be worn while on duty aboard the ship. Otherwise, public morals would completely collapse.

Even I would rather wear a suit that accentuated my chest than a bland, colorless one, just to see Touya-dono’s reaction. I had thought that a late-blooming woman like me wouldn’t interest him at all, yet there he was on the tablet, cheerfully having sex with Orite and the others who were not much different from me in age.

“After seeing this… How could I not start hoping…?”

I had assumed he preferred young women like those of Alpha Squad, but that wasn’t necessarily the case. That realization only set my heart burning further. Since that day, the ship’s economy had been moving briskly. Everyone was scrambling to gather money to spend a night of dreams with Touya-dono. Just the other day, the Facilities Division went so far as to monopolize his free time for three consecutive days. It was the pastime of a bourgeoisie made wealthy through lounge renovations and sex-suit development.

The Procurement Division was also posting impressive profits and lining its own pockets, apparently thanks to margins on the Supply Division’s AV as well as sales of alcohol and dildos. In stark contrast to the smoothly running rear support units were the frontline combat units, starting with Alpha Squad. Within the ship during spatial submersion, their means of earning were limited. They lacked the income to buy Touya-dono’s skyrocketing free time, and as a result were barely quenching their thirst with the once-every-two-weeks shift.

“Especially Alisa. If we don’t let her blow off steam somehow, and soon, I can’t predict what she’ll do.”

Though I had been fingering my pussy, immersing in pleasure, my thoughts had slipped back into captainly duties before I knew it. Sadly, caring for the crew also fell within my remit. Alisa, originally strong in both libido and possessiveness, had been building up considerable frustration as the rear support units—starting with the Supply Division—carted Touya-dono off night after night. Whenever she had even a sliver of free time, she tried to hold herself together by indulging in intense masturbation.

Even so, it would be difficult to give her special treatment and arrange a meeting with Touya-dono just for her. The other ground drop units below Beta were in the same situation.

“Come to think of it, it’s about time we surfaced.”

Recalling the ship’s schedule and checking it against the date, I considered the situation. The Migdal had been continuing ultra-long-range spatial submersion for nearly a month, and it was about time for the contents of its enormous energy tanks—which occupied most of the ship—to be depleted. If all went according to plan, in a few days we would surface into normal space and dock at a nearby planet to resupply. Thinking through that, my mind gradually sharpened.

No matter how you looked at it, the atmosphere aboard the ship had become far too decadent. Once we docked, merchants and technicians from outside would be coming aboard. I would have to issue strict orders to refrain from wearing such blatantly lewd suits.

“Touya-dono said he wanted to see the society of this era.”

Shortly after he awakened, after a period of confusion at the drastically changed world, he had said that. I would need to honor that promise. In that case…

“A guard detail is essential.”

And preferably someone sturdy and trustworthy. I opened a template for an order, quickly filled in the contents, checked the recipient, and sent it.

“For now, this should do.”

Once we docked and resupply began, the rear support units would be busy. During that time, it would be good to let him stretch his wings a little. Judging the matter temporarily settled, I reached for the tablet.

“For now, I’ll just buy the remaining four volumes as a set. Wait—what!? If it’s an additional purchase, there’s no bonus footage!? Y-You damn hags from the Supply Division!”

Spitting curses at those despicable old hags and their predatory business practices, I had no choice but to tearfully pay the 2.3 million credits.

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