Carrot nodded, looking both embarrassed and resigned. "Yeah. She's not bad, though. That's just how she gets by. It's not easy for people like us to find decent work. At least not in this small village, and that's the easiest job she could do."
Evan chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. "So, you're saying she's a professional… 'entertainer'?"
Carrot gave him a pointed look but couldn't help the small smile tugging at her lips. "You could say that."
Evan grinned mischievously. "And what about you, Carrot? Any hidden talents I should know about?"
Carrot swatted his arm playfully. "Shut up, you perv! I'm nothing like her!"
Their banter continued, with Evan occasionally teasing her and Carrot retaliating with mock indignation. It made the walk to her home much more enjoyable, and before long, they arrived.
Carrot's home was cozy, a small cottage nestled near the edge of the village. She opened the door and gestured for Evan to step inside.
"Welcome to my humble abode," she said with a smile.
Evan looked around, impressed. The place was neat, with simple furniture and a warm, inviting atmosphere. A few handmade decorations hung on the walls, giving it a personal touch.
Carrot showed him around, pointing out the essentials. "Kitchen's over there, the bathroom's that way, and those are the bedrooms. There are two, so you can take the spare one."
"Thanks," Evan said sincerely.
"It's almost dinner time," Carrot added. "I'll whip up something quick."
Evan sat down at the small dining table, watching as she moved around the kitchen with practiced ease.
The smell of freshly cooked vegetables soon filled the air, making his stomach growl.
"Here you go," Carrot said, placing a steaming plate of food in front of him. "It's nothing fancy, but it should fill you up."
Evan dug in eagerly, savoring the simple yet delicious meal. "This is great, Carrot. Thanks."
She smiled, sitting down across from him with her plate.
After dinner, Carrot led him to the spare bedroom.
"This is your room," she said, opening the door. Inside was a small but clean bed with fresh linens, a wooden chair, and a small table.
"It's perfect," Evan said, genuinely appreciative.
"Good," Carrot replied. "Let me know if you need anything."
As she turned to leave, Evan called out, "Hey, Carrot?"
She paused, looking back at him.
"Thanks again… for everything."
Carrot smiled softly. "You're welcome. Goodnight, Evan."
"Goodnight," he replied.
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As Evan got up to head to his room, he took a step back, misjudged the uneven floor, and—
"Whoa!"
Before he could steady himself, he slipped and fell... directly onto Carrot.
"Ahhh… ouch!" Carrot yelped as they both landed with a thud. Evan's body pressed against hers, and to his mortification, he realized his chest was crushing her soft, delicate frame—particularly her… *ahem*… two "mountain peaks."
For a split second, neither of them moved. Carrot's face turned a deep shade of red, her ears twitching furiously as she stammered, "Y-you… you idiot! Watch where you're going!"
Evan, realizing the compromising position, scrambled to his feet as quickly as possible. "I-I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to… uh… that was an accident!" His hands waved around in panic as if trying to erase the incident from existence.
Carrot sat up, brushing herself off with an exasperated sigh. "It's fine," she said, her cheeks still flushed. "Just be careful next time, alright?"
"I promise," Evan said, still flustered. "I'll watch my step… and not land on you again."
Without another word, she turned and headed to her room, her fluffy tail bouncing behind her.
Carrot, meanwhile, closed her door and leaned against it, her heart racing.
That was so awkward… but… why does my face feel so hot?
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Once she left, Evan flopped onto the bed, staring at the ceiling. Not actually at the ceiling but at his system screen.
[Task Updates]
[Progress Update: You Made Contact with a Beastgirl.
Progress: Complete.
Next Stage: Make intimate contact with her.
Time limit: 24 Hours.
Tip- You can use your charm point to charm her, but your charm point will decrease as well as your appearance. Same for physical points. ]
So...I have to fuck that bunny?
How am I going to do this with this innocent bunny? If it was her friend...
Evan sighed.
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Meanwhile, in her room, Carrot lay awake, her thoughts swirling uncontrollably.
On the surface, she might have seemed innocent, but deep down, she wasn't entirely naïve. The memory of Evan's body pressing against hers earlier replayed in her mind, making her squirm. His warmth, his weight—it lingered on her skin, leaving her feeling oddly… excited.
Her fingers drifted downward without her realizing it, brushing against the source of her discomfort. She paused, her breath hitching, but the dampness there betrayed her thoughts. Unable to resist, she gave in to the strange sensations overtaking her for a little while, muffling her quiet gasps with her pillow.
Afterward, she drifted into an uneasy sleep.
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Evan, too, had fallen asleep, though his dreams were plagued by flashes of Carrot—her soft blush, the feel of her body against his, and that adorable way her ears twitched.
But his restless slumber was interrupted by a sharp scream.
"AHHHH!"
The sound jolted him upright. Disoriented, he barely had time to process what was happening before Carrot burst into his room, her face pale with fear.
"What happened?!" he asked, sitting up quickly.
Carrot didn't answer immediately. Instead, she threw herself into his arms, trembling. "There… there… there's something under my bed," she stammered, her voice shaky.
Evan instinctively wrapped his arms around her to comfort her, but as she clung to him tightly, his thoughts wandered.
*This… this is dangerous,* he thought, his cheeks heating up. *She's hugging me so tightly… and I can feel… oh god…* His face turned red as he became acutely aware of her soft "peaks" pressing into him.
Then, without thinking, his hand drifted downward, brushing against her small, fluffy tail.
"Ahhh…"
The sound caught him off guard. That wasn't a scream—it was a moan.
Carrot's face turned bright red as she pulled back slightly. "W-what… what are you doing?" she stuttered, her voice barely a whisper.
"I… I didn't mean to! It was an accident!" Evan blurted out, panicking.
Carrot didn't respond. Instead, she blushed harder, her gaze darting away. But there was no denying the damp patch beginning to form on her shorts.
Desperate to change the subject, Evan cleared his throat and said, "Let me check your room."
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Carrot followed him back to her room, still feeling embarrassed. Evan crouched low to the ground, peering under her bed.
"I don't see anything…" he muttered, shifting slightly to get a better look. After a moment, he spotted the culprit—a harmless lizard scurrying away into the shadows.
"It's just a lizard," he announced, sitting up. "No need to panic."
Carrot let out a relieved sigh, her hand clutching her chest as her racing heart began to calm. But as she took a step closer, her foot slipped on the smooth floor.
"Ahhh!" she cried out as she fell forward—straight onto Evan.
The two landed in a tangled heap, with Carrot sprawled on top of him.
Evan's hands instinctively shot out to steady her, one of them accidentally grabbing her tail again.
"Ahhh…"
Her moan was louder this time, making both of them freeze. Carrot's face turned an impossible shade of red as she buried it in her hands.
"W-what are you doing?" she asked, her voice trembling—but not with anger. It was… something else.
"I… uh…" Evan's voice trailed off as he noticed the wet patch on her shorts growing larger. His mind raced, a mixture of guilt and temptation swirling within him. Then, an idea popped into his head.
Gently, he squeezed her tail again.
"Ahhh…!"
This time, Carrot's body arched slightly, and she let out a loud, involuntary moan. She was trembling, her breaths coming in short, rapid bursts.
Evan swallowed hard, trying to keep his composure. But before he could say anything, Carrot whispered, her voice barely audible:
"Y-you…you..what.."
Her words hung in the air, charged with tension. Evan's heart pounded as he activated one of his charm points, the effect washing over her almost immediately.
Carrot's eyes fluttered shut, her body leaning into his as the heat inside her grew unbearable. Whatever inhibitions she'd been holding onto were slipping away, and she whispered again, this time with a hint of desperation:
"You want to… f-fuck me?"
Evan was dumbfounded and silent.
She asked again "Well? Do you…?"
Evan didn't answer her question with words. Instead, he acted on instinct. His hand reached for her fluffy tail once more, fingers lightly grazing its soft fur. The moment he did, Carrot's body stiffened, and her lips parted, ready to release another moan.
But before the sound could escape, Evan leaned in, capturing her lips with his own.