I Went Into the Mountains to Commit Suicide and Picked Up an All-Purpose Perverted Maid Who Loves Serving Her Master

Chapter 2: Mei’s Reason

Jubu, jubu.

Jurururu, jurururu, zuzozozo.

A pleasure that shoots from my lower body to the top of my head jolts me awake from my drowsiness. My lower body feels warm, with a slick, clinging sensation.

My groggy, half-asleep mind can’t quite process it. Why does it feel so good? All I know is that I can’t hold back at all. The pleasure is so intense, the urge to ejaculate surges within me. Without resisting, I release my desires.

Overwhelmed by a pleasure far beyond anything masturbation could offer, I ejaculate longer than usual. Moreover, as I release, something seems to suck up my semen the moment it comes out. The suction increases the force of the semen shooting from my urethra.

I can’t stay asleep with something like this happening. I open my eyes and sit up. There, I see Mei, eagerly sucking at my crotch. When our eyes meet, she pulls my penis from her mouth with a chupon sound. Then, she smiles seductively.

When she opens her mouth, it’s filled with a cloudy white liquid. Showing it off to me, she swallows it down with a nkun, nkun sound from her throat. The sight is so erotic that I feel my penis, just spent, hardening again.

“…Hey, what are you doing to me first thing in the morning?”

“Good morning, Master. I was running a bit low on energy, so I was performing my morning service.”

Energy…? I’d been vaguely sensing it since yesterday, but isn’t this girl kind of dangerous? Who sucks off a guy she just met the day before, first thing in the morning? Plus, I haven’t bathed in days.

—Well, no matter how crazy she is, it doesn’t matter to me.

A guy about to die doesn’t have the luxury of caring about others. I’ll just consider myself lucky to feel something this good. Even if she’s part of a honey trap or some kind of scam, I have nothing to lose. Whoever this girl is, it’s irrelevant to me.

“What now? It’s still hard down here. Shall we go another round?”

As she says this, she strokes my penis.

“…No, I’ll pass. We have to climb up and down the mountain again.”

I have nothing to lose, and she’s cute. Honestly, I briefly considered asking for another round. But that would probably be too taxing physically. I plan to escort her to the base of the mountain, then return here to die. I need to conserve my energy for that.

I drank a ton of tap water from the park, but I haven’t eaten in two days. I should avoid further exertion. If I get too hungry to move, I’ll collapse. Starving to death sounds painful.

Then, I notice an incredibly appetizing smell. The scent of grilled fish. Looking toward the source, I see fish being cooked over a campfire, skewered on wooden sticks. I’m so hungry I must be hallucinating food. This might be a serious problem.

But it’s so vivid… Could it actually be real?

“You seem hungry. Would you like breakfast? This is all I could prepare, though.”

“All you could prepare? How did you get fish?”

“I caught them in a nearby river.”

“Caught them? How?”

“With my bare hands.”

Bare hands!?

※

After filling our stomachs a bit, we descended the mountain. It wasn’t a very large mountain. Even a beginner could climb it in half a day. With daylight illuminating the path, it wasn’t too difficult. We quickly reached the town at the base. This was where we’d part ways.

“You should be fine from here, right? Well, I’m off.”

I start walking away from Mei.

Now, what to do? It’s still too bright to return to the mountain and attempt suicide. I’d attract attention. I need to kill time somewhere. Maybe I’ll just hang out at the park for now.

Thinking that, I head toward the park. But then, I notice Mei following me. I keep walking. She keeps following.

…With no other choice, I turn around and speak to her.

“Hey.”

“Yes, what is it?”

“Why are you following me?”

“Is that not allowed?”

“It’s not that it’s not allowed, but how far are you planning to follow me? Go home already.”

“Where should I go? I don’t have a place to return to.”

No place to return to…?

“Family?”

“None.”

“Friends?”

“None.”

…

I close my eyes for a moment, thinking carefully about what that means. Then it hits me. This girl might be like me.

Now that I think about it, there’s only one reason someone would be collapsed in the middle of a remote mountain. Why didn’t I realize it sooner? Maybe because she didn’t seem like the type.

In other words, she probably tried to kill herself and failed. There’s no other reason for her to be lying in an uninhabited mountain. Why she’s wearing a maid outfit, or why she suddenly gave me a blowjob in the morning—there’s a lot I don’t understand, but…

“There’s no point in following me. I don’t have a home nor any money to spare.”

“No home and no money, and that’s troubling you? Understood. Then let’s go get them now.”

Huh?