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 94: Dancing Without a Meeting: Arrival in the Otherworld
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- Chapter 94: Dancing Without a Meeting: Arrival in the Otherworld
Chapter 94: Dancing Without a Meeting: Arrival in the Otherworld
The hastily convened meeting was in utter chaos. The topic, of course, was the defection of the great lord Jairas Lufred to the rebel forces.
“Lord Lufred… really!?”
“Lufred’s territory is rich in mines. Reports say about thirty percent of the imperial army’s weapons and armor are made from metals sourced there.”
“The ripple effects will be felt far and wide…”
Jairas Lufred had openly declared his allegiance to the Liberation Army—what the empire called the rebel forces. His territory was already restricting access, and the flow of goods was starting to falter.
Moreover, Jairas’s son, Luinir, held the Second Seat among the Twelve Radiant Generals. He’d been unreachable for days, leading to speculation that he’d likely returned to Lufred’s territory.
(Will other great lords follow suit, or will this be contained here? In a way, it depends on His Majesty… and on Prince Yugdovarn as well…)
Erinabel was attending the meeting. Alongside her were other members of the Twelve Radiant Generals, including Amberta, but Cerialis was nowhere to be seen.
“Tch…! Has His Majesty still not arrived!?”
The voice laced with frustration belonged to Zeppenbar, the Minister of Military Affairs.
Yet everyone present, including Erinabel, assumed Aranx wouldn’t show. It was still morning, after all. Aranx typically slept until noon.
(Even if His Majesty showed up, I doubt he’d offer anything useful.)
Still, no matter what was decided, final approval rested with Aranx—or so it was supposed to work. Without the emperor’s sanction, even the best strategies couldn’t be acted upon.
In critical meetings like this, his mere presence could push for swift decisions, making it valuable in its own way.
(But for the rebels to make such a bold move… With this, Prince Yugdovarn has gained two great lords. His faction now rivals a small nation in strength… They’ll likely secure significant manpower, funds, and supplies as well.)
This would only fuel their momentum. And momentum could sometimes spark unexpected miracles. If things went poorly, the scales could tip decisively toward the rebels.
Zeppenbar and the other nobles in the room understood this all too well.
“Excuse me!”
A man serving at the castle burst into the meeting room. As all eyes turned to him, he spoke in a panicked tone.
“H-His Majesty’s study… this note was found there…”
“Hm…?”
Erinabel enhanced her vision to read the paper the man held up. Almost instantly, her eyes widened in shock.
“I’m stepping out of the castle for a bit. I’ll be back eventually, so don’t bother looking for me~”
Many others, including Zeppenbar—who now had veins bulging on his forehead—used their enhanced vision to read the note as well.
“…That man…!!”
*
“Well, now… what to do…”
I’d just arrived back in the otherworld after a while, but I was at a bit of a loss. Erinabel wasn’t in her room. The tanned maid, Amina-san, told me Erinabel had been at the castle for the past few days.
Apparently, Erinabel had warned Amina-san in advance: “Touya might show up at the mansion out of nowhere, but don’t mind it.” Thanks to that, when we ran into each other in the hallway, she kindly filled me in. Normally, you’d think it’d be odd for a retainer like me not to know his master’s whereabouts, but oh well.
Just like last time, Erinabel’s closet had clothes prepared for me, along with a cloth pouch filled with gold. Probably something she left for me. Most likely.
I didn’t hesitate to take the gold and changed into some slightly fancier clothes. This way, even if Erinabel came back, she’d know I was here.
‘Erinabel seems busy. No telling when she’ll return.’
“Yeah. But me going to the castle alone… not sure about that…”
As a quasi-noble, I doubted anyone would even entertain my request to see Erinabel at the castle.
Besides, I knew she wasn’t there for fun. Showing up might just get in her way.
After all, my main talent lies in relieving Erinabel’s stress with some good, physical pleasure!
‘How about visiting Filmeria?’
“I thought about that, but… after being gone for over three weeks, it feels kinda awkward to show up without a reason…”
Even though we’re close now, I couldn’t help but hesitate. Ugh… such a shy boy…
“For now, I’ll head out of the noble district and spend some time in the lower city. I’ll come back to Erinabel’s mansion in the evening. If she’s back, great. If not, I’ll try visiting Filmeria’s place.”
With any luck, I might score a free dinner. And if things go well, maybe they’ll let me stay over… and we’ll end up having sex!
With a plan in mind, I stepped out of the noble district. Almost immediately, I noticed something off.
“Hey, Cui… doesn’t the air feel heavier than before? The people in the city seem kinda… down, don’t they?”
‘Hm… Calling it “everyone” might be an exaggeration. But something’s definitely up. Let me look into it.’
With that, Cui fluttered off my head and flew off somewhere, probably to gather information.
(Maybe I should swing by the guard post and see what I can learn…?)
What to do… Honestly, my main goal in this world is to enjoy a carefree fantasy adventure—complete with plenty of fantasy sex. As a hero contracted with Cui, I’m not exactly aiming to achieve anything grand here.
You could say I’ve been deliberately avoiding getting tangled up in this world’s affairs. But…
(I want to keep things good with Erinabel and Filmeria going forward. I’ve already clashed with Alkrom once. Even knowing that, I still want to enjoy this world. But just cherry-picking the good parts… that’s a bit too convenient, isn’t it?)
The moment I got involved with two nobles, I knew I was already knee-deep in this world’s mess.
If I want to keep living it up with Erinabel and the others, standing by and doing nothing… that might not be an option forever. Because…
(If the war with the rebels heats up, Erinabel will eventually have to head to the battlefield. And if the capital gets occupied, I won’t be able to keep having carefree sex with her or Filmeria.)
Exactly. To maintain my current lifestyle in this world, Emperor Aranx’s faction winning is an absolute must. Unless, of course, Erinabel and the others decide to join the rebels, but that’s a different story.
(If push comes to shove… maybe I could take a gamble and bring Erinabel and the others to Japan…!?)
According to Cui, transferring anyone besides me is a risky move. Ugh… when did my carefree fantasy sex life get so complicated…!?
(Damn it! I didn’t come to another world to stress over complicated crap!)
Alright, that’s it! I’m heading to the brothel to hook up with Mimina-chan! Come to think of it, Mimina-chan was the first girl I slept with in this world—a fond memory!
No thinking, just hitting the brothel early and enjoying a girl…! It’s another world; this level of carefree fun is fine, right?
Just then, Cui returned to perch on my head.
“Welcome back. Find anything?”
‘Yeah. Seems a powerful noble defected to the rebel forces. The people in the capital are anxious about it.’
“Huh…”
So the stalemate couldn’t last forever. Probably tied to why Erinabel’s been so busy.
‘The rebels in the capital are actively spreading rumors. They’re probably trying to stir up unease among the citizens.’
“Ugh…”
Why? Well, the obvious answer is to make people think the emperor’s faction is in trouble.
Maybe they’re also trying to sway more people to their side.
“Well, it’s still got nothing to do with me… Anyway, Cui, you remember that brothel I went to when I first got here? Guide me there.”
‘Oh? Hitting the brothel after a while, huh?’
“Yeah. I need to blow off some steam and clear my head.”
And my lower half, too!
With that, I followed Cui’s lead toward the nostalgic brothel.





































