Jobless Rising! ~I’ve Become a NEET. I Acquired Lewd Skills and Lived a Life of Sex in the Other World and in Japan. Before I Knew it, I Was Impregnating A Harem of Ladies?!~ - Chapter 35: Street Pickup and Creampie: A Message from Black Harbor

Chapter 35: Street Pickup and Creampie: A Message from Black Harbor

“Haa, haa…! Cock, cooock…!”

I was in the apartment of a woman living alone.

She was probably around my age. Bored out of my mind, I’d picked her up on the street.

She looked like an office lady, likely on her way home from work. When I saw her huge tits, obvious even through her clothes, I made up my mind.

I’d try chatting her up. If it worked, great. If not, I’d use Forced Arousal. If the Erotic Skill failed, I’d just walk away like nothing happened.

In the end, I had Cui activate Forced Arousal, Cui-oos.

(I’ve been banging a loli all this time! Gotta mix in some big tits for balance!)

The woman, driven wild by Forced Arousal, was dripping love juices from her pussy and giving me lustful looks.

And now, she was straddling me on her bed, riding me in cowgirl position, frantically grinding her hips.

“…”

“Mmm, yes, yesss…! More, mooore…!”

She gripped my bent knees, shaking her hips as if showing off.

Her pussy was gushing love juices, and her tits were bouncing wildly. It was erotic and great. Really great. But…

“Haa, haa…! Cooock…!”

“…”

What’s this feeling…? It’s hot, no doubt, but I can’t focus on the sex.

(With Forced Arousal, even if I fail a pickup, I can get a stranger into bed like this. It works, but… something’s off…)

“Ohh, ohhh…! Cock, cock…!”

This chick’s either moaning or screaming about cock. She’s not riding me with any care for my dick—her wild back-and-forth movements actually hurt.

It feels good, but my heart’s just not in it…

“Mmm, ahh, ohhh!?”

She was so aroused, it was like all she cared about was getting herself off with my cock.

Not that I mind. Getting used for selfish sex is fine.

(What’s different from Erinabel…?)

Unable to focus, my mind drifted to Erinabel.

She resisted Forced Arousal to some extent, so we could still have decent conversations despite her arousal.

And her trying to hide her arousal from me? That was pretty hot.

(Yeah, that’s it. I want a situation where I’m dominating the girl.)

Just banging a chick who’s cock-crazy and can’t even talk properly is fun physically, but it’s boring. I’m bored.

(Sex should be fun for both of us…! This setup? I’m not enjoying it at all…!)

At this rate, watching porn and jerking off at home might be more fun.

“Ugh…!”

That aside, my cock was reaching its limit. As she slammed her hips down, I started shooting cum into her womb.

“Ohh…! Ohhhhhhh…!? Oh, ohooo…!! Hiii, aaahhhhh…!!”

Feeling my semen flood her womb, she trembled violently. After basking in the afterglow, she slowly collapsed onto me.

“…Well, it felt good, but mentally? Not satisfying.”

I gently lowered her, pulling out. I got dressed quickly, left her sprawled on the bed, and walked out.

As I walked down the darkened street, Cui spoke from atop my head.

‘This sex didn’t earn many Hero Points.’

“Really?”

‘Yup. I thought forcing arousal and creampie-ing every girl would rack up points efficiently, but…’

Hmm… Does my mental state or focus during sex matter? Or maybe the type of play?

That was just me getting “raped” by a cock-crazed girl the whole time.

“Guess I gotta be choosy with Forced Arousal. Turning a random chick on the street cock-crazy isn’t fun.”

‘Hmm… But what about a pure, untouched girl going cock-crazy…?’

“…That’s hot.”

That is hot…! But yeah, the target and situation matter for Erotic Skills.

(Erinabel started off as a super cocky loli. Still is. That’s why arousing someone like her is fun…)

Knowing the girl first… that’s key. Erotic Skills are handy, but using them recklessly leaves me unsatisfied.

Plus, satisfying my lust lowers my physical abilities. In Japan, that’s usually fine, but cases like Kida could be trouble…

Feeling conflicted, I returned to my apartment, took a bath, and checked my smartphone.

“Gotta show up at my part-time job soon… Running low on cash and spirit.”

‘You need to advance Kurumi’s route too.’

“That’s important…!”

What’s with the “route” talk!? I mean, she probably doesn’t hate me.

But seriously pursuing Kurumi would mean getting a steady job. And right now, I don’t have the drive for that.

“Sigh… I could probably get a stable job in the other world…”

Speaking of, how’re those stones doing on the auction? I checked the site and saw a message for the seller.

“Hm…?”

Oh? The sender’s the same person who bought my stones before. A real stone maniac, huh…

“Let’s see… Whoa!?”

‘What? Find some wild sex toy?’

“No way! It’s not that. I got a message about the stones I listed…”

The message was about buying the stones again. And…

(All three for 200,000 yen…!? But only if I don’t sell to anyone else. And…)

“They wanna meet in person to talk about the stones…!? Man, what a stone maniac…!”

Three pretty rocks—last time, 50,000 yen. Now, 200,000 yen, but only for them, and they wanna talk…!

How much do they love stones!? Their room’s probably got a showcase full of stones from all over, sipping whiskey at night, smirking at them… But.

“Two… hundred thousand yen…! I want it…!”

I just blew 250,000 yen on Cui’s Erotic Skill! I need this 200,000 yen! Even if it means dealing with a stone maniac…!

(Change your mindset! This is better than a part-time job… It’s a job! Just chat about stones with a maniac and get 200,000 yen…! Plus…!)

They might keep buying my otherworld stones at high prices. Making contact and getting friendly isn’t a bad move.

“Bet it’s a bearded old dude… Probably older than me, with that kind of cash…”

The sender called themselves “Schwarz Hafen.”

Schwarz… German? I looked up the meaning.

“Black… Harbor…?”

What… They’re going by “Black Harbor”? Pretty chuuni…! Smells like a hardcore old dude!

“Whatever. If they’re paying, they’re a customer. No complaints here…”

I sent a message to Schwarz-san, agreeing to sell the stones on their terms. Surprisingly, they replied instantly.

“No way… Were they waiting for my reply this whole time…!?”

Schwarz-san sent a message specifying a time and place.

“Tomorrow evening… The location… What!? An abandoned building! And…!”

Schwarz-san picked a derelict building in Tokyo. They’d pay there and asked me to bring some food too.

“No, no… They’re not a homeless person living there… right? They’ve got money. What’s the deal…? Don’t tell me they wanna eat dinner together and talk stones all night…?”