In a World Where Chastity is Reversed, I Ended Up Working as a Hot Spring Attendant

Chapter 183: The Final Day of Tsumugi and Suzume (Hisui’s Perspective)

“By the way, Hisui-san, you don’t get mad, right?”

Tsumugi-san flashes a mischievous smile. Last time, she went wild with booze doping, but as expected, by the second round, she’s gotten used to it. Her energy’s boosted just right, and she’s still somewhat conscious.

Her reaction is like, “Guess more of it stuck around than I thought.”

With stuff like this, it’s all about going with the flow and coming out on top, so not going overboard felt like it could be good or bad.

By the way, Suzume-san crashed early.

I couldn’t exactly hold back, and since she’s a lightweight, she drank to keep up with us…

“I don’t really have anything to be mad about, do I?”

Guys are basically tame as long as their lust gets released.

Unless it’s some weird fetish or violent streak, as long as you properly drain that white, murky liquid called lust, they don’t go too wild.

“Then let’s try an experiment.”

Tsumugi-san smirks wickedly, slipping a condom onto her finger from who-knows-where and dripping lube on it…

“What the hell are you doing?”

I’ve got a bad feeling about this.

“Here we go—backdoor entry♪”

“Gah…!”

As expected, it’s that thing I’m definitely not used to, and I let out a small scream.

“Reboot complete♪ See, you’re full of energy now♪”

Sure, I’ve heard forced reboots work like this, but still?

“No way I thought you’d actually do it…”

After all that release, I was half in sage mode, but now I’m rock hard again.

I’m half impressed, half dumbfounded by this unexpected kinky skill.

“Well then, time to dig in~♡”

And so, the overtime round begins…

“I feel like I can’t go on anymore.”

“Really now?”

She smiles with this weirdly intense pressure…

“Here, have seconds♪”

Throb, throb, twitch, twitch.

That’s how it went, a total chaotic mess…

I can’t even remember how many times I came or got drained.

“Mmm~!”

Tsumugi-san stretches energetically in the morning, her naked body gleaming in the sunlight.

Meanwhile, Suzume-san’s trembling and wobbling like a newborn fawn.

And me? My whole body’s shaking, my lower stomach’s got this dull ache, and the production factory—or rather, the sack—is completely empty!

It’s the definition of being tapped out.

Even though it’s morning, I’m stuck in prolonged sage time. Seeing a naked body glowing in the morning light is pretty, but it doesn’t even spark a hint of arousal.

Yeah, yesterday afternoon was definitely not the time to be getting off.

“So, what’s your take?”

I ask with a look that’s hard to describe.

“Man, I really enjoyed myself after so long. Thanks for the feast.”

Tsumugi-san’s face is all smiles, glossy, shiny, and radiant.

“Well, glad you liked it.”

I reply in my head, totally worn out.

Is this chick a succubus or something…?

Grrr…

My stomach growls.

“Bath first, then food, right?”

Tsumugi-san stands up smoothly, and the white, murky traces from yesterday drip down with a string.

She’s genuinely in a great mood.

By the way, Suzume-san’s been sunk into the bedding since earlier, unable to get up.

Trembling, collapsing, and flopping—that’s how she’s crashed again.

She can’t even crawl, let alone walk on two legs.

“Come on, roll over… put your arms around my neck like this? Up we go…”

For now, I roll Suzume-san over, scoop her up in a princess carry, kiss her forehead or whatever, and follow Tsumugi-san to the outdoor bath.

“Hisui-san, you’re pretty sturdy, huh?”

“I train, you know.”

“I think that’s pretty awesome.”

“Glad my stock’s gone up.”

She praises me straight-up, so I swallow the words, “Still got a ways to go, though.”

By the way, since Suzume-san’s short, she’s way lighter than Misago.

Even so, I can’t shake the lack-of-exercise vibe, and my skills probably aren’t up to par either. Getting muscle soreness every time is kinda pathetic.

At this rate, I might end up with a “sex-only diet” success story—not that it’s some grand intercourse, just to be clear.

My current state’s got a slight “ribs showing” feel, so I’m guessing I need more protein.

That’s why I’m always starving—leaving food behind isn’t even a concept I can imagine.

I rinse off Suzume-san’s dirt with a splash, then soak in the tub while holding her.

Since we’re naked, the warmth of the water seeps into my slightly chilled body.

“You’re really kind, aren’t you?”

Tsumugi-san says it with a deeply impressed smile.

“A guy who isn’t kind is worthless, right?”

I’m still holding her—well, Suzume-san’s grip won’t loosen, so we’re stuck together.

After days of doing whatever we wanted, finishing inside, and her saying she’ll bear my kids, I’m not heartless enough to brush her off.

“Man, I’m really glad it’s you.”

Tsumugi-san nods to herself.