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~ - 35

Chapter 35: The Day of Farewell

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The voyage of Migdal went as smoothly as one could hope for. The closer they drew to the headquarters of the Galactic Unified Government, the heavier the security presence became. According to Alisa, the fact that the formidable Demonia woman Dekedeke had been taken prisoner also served as a powerful deterrent to any surrounding threats.

In fact, Dekedeke had been restrained in a solitary cell aboard the ship as a captive, where she was being interrogated. A unit directly under Captain Sail—the Special Operations unit—had apparently attempted to question her, but when that effort stalled, the task somehow ended up being passed to me.

“Dekedeke, I’d like you to answer a few questions.”

“Hmph. I may look like this, but I’m still Demonia. I have no obligation to answer anything you ask.”

“I see… Apparently, if you cooperate, you’ll be given about an hour of free time.”

“I don’t need something like that!”

“I’ll be going in there too. So tell me about Demonia. All kinds of things.”

“W-Wait, w-what? You’re coming in here…?”

I could see Dekedeke panic behind the iron bars. Behind me stood a heavily armed Alisa, her face twisted into a demon’s glare, but this was all something I had already agreed to. It was like a male-version honey trap. Dekedeke, blatantly flushed with anticipation, looked at me with eyes full of expectation. She really was easy to read.

“Well… if there’s a suitable reward, I suppose I wouldn’t mind cooperating a little…”

“Really? Then excuse me for a moment.”

“Hoah… fuhahaha♡”

When the lock opened and I stepped into the cell, Dekedeke advanced toward me, her fingers moving suggestively as she grinned lewdly.

“You can touch him after you answer the questions. Any unauthorized contact will result in immediate execution.”

“Eek!”

Alisa and the others immediately shoved their gun barrels through the bars. No matter how tough a Demonia might be, being shot at point-blank range was still dangerous. Dekedeke raised both hands with a frightened expression and obediently answered each question I threw at her.

Most of the questions entrusted to me by Captain Sail concerned how deeply Demonia influence had infiltrated the human faction. Names that sounded like influential political figures surfaced here and there, and the expressions of Teres and the others recording the information twisted as if they were biting into something bitter.

“That’s everything. Thank you, Dekedeke.”

“Then you’ll pay me back with your body! Hyahhaaa!”

The moment I folded the list, Dekedeke lunged forward with feral intensity. Faced with a towering woman over two meters tall, my legs nearly froze. But before she could pin me down, sharp gunfire echoed through the cell.

“Abaaaaah!?”

“I haven’t given permission yet, you shameless pervert!”

Alisa shouted as she pulled the trigger. Coming from her, dressed in a skin suit, the insult had a bit of irony to it but considering Dekedeke was practically naked, it was still accurate. Though she looked like she’d been shot dead, a thin needle-like projectile was embedded in her upper arm, and she twitched like a frog in spasms. Apparently, they were using non-lethal weapons properly. As Dekedeke trembled, moaning “ohf♡ ahf♡,” I crouched in front of her head and gently stroked her cheek. She had spilled plenty of secrets. It was only right to reward her.

“You won’t be able to move for a while, so I’ll help myself.”

“Huh… ahheh♡ nngoooohn♡”

I toyed with her dark skin, kneading her breasts. Manipulating the wild beauty who couldn’t move filled me with a strange sense of conquest. When I pinched her brownish nipples, her massive body jolted with an eager reaction. I spread the legs of the paralyzed, feral beauty and pressed my shaft into the slick folds of her soaked flesh. After confirming that my body could withstand Demonia genetic contamination, sex with them had officially been permitted.

“Nngooooh♡ nooo, I was supposed to be the one attacking♡ oboooh♡”

A Demonia’s vaginal flesh truly was exquisite. Each thrust drew out sultry cries, while evaporated sweat and love juices scattered an intoxicating aura. Once the minecart started rolling, it wouldn’t stop. Driven by surging instinct, I ravaged Dekedeke.

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“Touya-san, even if Dekedeke was paralyzed, that was too much! You’re completely filthy… I’ll clean everything for you♡”

“Whoa—h-hey, Alisa—”

“Nchu♡”

After the interrogation of Dekedeke (with implications), Alisa dragged me into the shower room. Though the excuse was washing off Demonia bodily fluids, she focused intently on my crotch. Her belly—slightly larger now—was clearly visible even through her skin suit. As I stroked her hair while she eagerly sucked at me, Alisa noticed my gaze and narrowed her eyes.

“Soon, we’ll be able to transfer it to an external womb. After that… Let’s have baby-making sex again♡”

Normally, sex should be avoided while carrying a child. However, the infirmary was rapidly being outfitted with artificial wombs, preparing for early intake of the children. In this era, it was common sense that machines were more stable and safer than human bodies for gestation. Even aside from that, it would be problematic for the ship’s operation if crew members like Alisa became immobile before the journey ended.

“So until then, please hold back with this♡”

“Ugh—”

With wet juppo juppo♡ sounds, Alisa pressed her cheeks together and performed a puckered, comical blowjob. Her breasts seemed even larger now that she was pregnant, her nipples plump and swollen. As I enjoyed the smooth texture of her skin suit and kneaded the soft flesh beneath it, her face melted into bliss.

“Jururuu♡ nfuh♡ rero♡”

Her tongue teased me slowly and obscenely. Watching her blissful expression stirred my urge to climax. Sensing it from the swelling of my shaft, she began thrusting her head back and forth violently, driving me hard with aggressive strokes.

“Jupo♡ jubu♡ njuh♡”

“Alisa!”

“Nmp♡”

Her eyes told me to release everything. Yielding to her will, I poured myself mercilessly into her small mouth. In an instant, the shower room filled with a raw, thick scent. Alisa gulped audibly, swallowing everything without letting a single drop escape. To prove it, she opened her mouth wide and let out a small burp of air.

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It wasn’t long after that when the former Old Human Search Ship Migdal completed its long mission and brought the capital planet Calvaria into view. Welcomed into a massive spaceport amid a grand ceremony, Captain Sail and her two thousand crew members were met with thunderous applause. And then…

“Welcome, Touya-sama, the last and oldest man. This is the place that will become your home from today onward.”

I was formally handed over to the Galactic Unified Government, and under the personal guidance of the imperial princess—the very symbol of galactic humanity—I was taken to a male protection facility that would become my final residence.

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