chapter 34: Cats are Demons(03)
"Hyuk...!"
As I started to stroke the base of her tail, where the tailbone would be if she were human, I felt the tightness around my dick intensify, and with every touch on her breasts, Naomi moaned like a lewd female cat, tightening further.
"It seems there's a female cat that howls outside the knight's order every night right here too."
"Hyuuuung...!"
As the stimulation continued, Naomi's waist gave way, and watching her prone body, I finally sped up my waist, spurting.
Squelch...
Instinctively, I grabbed her tail so Naomi wouldn't run away and poured my cum deep inside her.
"Nyaaaah, ahhh!"
I could feel Naomi's body shivering as if electrocuted each time my semen spurted past her tail.
"Nyaa..."
As I pulled out of Naomi's exhausted body, a bit of blood and sticky semen smeared on my dick flowed out.
'It looks like a slime now.'
The slick, mucous-covered appearance naturally made me think of Mollang, and I was about to ask her to help me clean it but...
Thud!
"Huh?"
Apparently dissatisfied with me purposely removing a part earlier, Mollang slapped away my hand and returned to her round slime form.
'Is she angry? Or is she jealous because I'm holding another woman?'
Lately, Mollang has been showing great jealousy whenever I approach other women, apparently disliking that I use her, who usually extracts semen for meals, elsewhere.
But originally, her purpose wasn't to feed, but to be used in this way...
'If she doesn't like it, there's nothing I can do.'
Since I couldn't use Mollang, I was about to find some water and cloth to clean up the mess, but unexpectedly, a tongue stealthily licked me.
Slurp.
Shuru started licking me with her small tongue, and though it felt a bit scratchy before, now smeared with mucus, it acted like a lubricant, reducing the stinging sensation and instead moving her tiny tongue barbs around, re-arousing my dick that had just calmed down after climaxing.
'Her tongue is so small, and she keeps licking, which is also kind of sexy...'
Strangely, the smaller things around me seemed more mischievous.
Lick-lick...
Holding the tip of my glans tightly with both hands, she licked off the remaining mix of semen and love juice, cleaning it thoroughly, the sensation ticklish and somewhat pleasing, making me feel increasingly erect.
Boing-boing!
Perhaps feeling a sense of urgency then?
Mollang hurriedly reformed her body and crawled up onto my thighs, wrapping her arms around my dick and snatching it from Shuru's tongue, but Shuru didn't give up and continued to lick it, holding it in her hand.
Boing!
Seeing this, Mollang also became frantic, pressing her face against the opposite side where Shuru was resting her head and started licking with her own tongue; the sight of their tiny faces both tightly holding and licking my dick was indescribably erotic.
'One side is cool and the other is scratchy!'
Like being washed with water, Mollang's tongue felt cool and clean, while Shuru's, clumping with mucus, sucked in a ticklish way, and the sight of their chubby cheeks stuck right in front of my glans brought a sense of pride and cuteness together...
"Ah!"
After licking half each, they collided faces in the middle, and then started fighting again.
The problem was that both Shuru and Mollang were holding my glans with one hand while squabbling with the other, and occasionally a stray cat punch from Mollang's elasticity would explode on my glans.
"Stop fighting, stop!"
I managed to separate Mollang and Shuru, but if I wasn't holding one in each hand, they seemed ready to fight again.
'I guess it can't be helped, I'll just put Mollang in a flask, then she won't be able to fight.'
Since there was nowhere to put Shuru, I was opening the flask to put Mollang in, but she clung to my arm and strongly expressed her unwillingness to go inside.
"Why is she like this? Be a good girl, just go inside and wait for a bit..."
She had resisted going inside before, but never clung to me this tightly, trying to escape completely from my hand.
There was nothing special about the flask, and if Mollang didn't want to go in, there was no way to make her, so I just had to let her go, and immediately Mollang stretched out her body and presented a soft punch in front of Shuru.
"Really, such small creatures have rotten insides."
Fortunately, Mollang's punch only pushed Shuru away, and even when Shuru scratched and bit, Mollang simply bounced back elastically, resulting in an endless duel.
And now, my attention was not on their duel but on a presence and gaze I had felt since just before, naturally pretending to break up the kids while picking up the mana saber I had placed beside the flask.
"A letter has arrived."
Without making a sound, I thought it was an assassin or enemy sneaking in, but hearing the voice, it turned out to be the same beastman guard I had met when I first arrived.
"Couldn't you make some noise when entering?"
"Should I really make noise to that extent?"
'I wish you would make some noise during or right after sex?'
I think it's greedy to hope for that much...
"Then I'll be going back."
Any normal person would react somehow to seeing an unconscious woman leaking semen between her legs while naked, but this guy just scanned Naomi once and left without any particular emotion.
'A person would have reacted downstairs... Well, I don't have to worry about the males of the beastman tribe.'
After confirming the letter's seal was unbroken, I left Mollang and Shuru fighting and started reading the letter close to my face in a corner where others couldn't see.
"Regarding your inquiry about the ecology of the beastman..."
Currently, the issue of the beastman's fur becoming less dense like humans is not just a northern phenomenon but a general one, similar to how humans used to have more hair but it reduced as they started wearing clothes. It's a noticeable change due to the fast generational turnover of the beastmen.
Beastmen needed thick fur when they roamed naked or couldn't heat their homes, but now, as they wear clothes or find means of heating, the need for fur has naturally diminished.
When asked if they could return to their original state in extreme conditions, the royal mage wrote that it's theoretically possible, but only about 1% of individuals that survive could regain their fur, and the rest would likely die off in the survival competition.
"Hmm..."
And I also confirmed the second item.
This was written in the knight's cipher.
'The royal family will not allow independence for any separate group under any circumstances. Initially try to resolve through dialogue, and if that fails, delegate to the local officials and return.'
Of course, if the local officials also fail to persuade, the outcome could be... sending assassins or possibly deploying knights to handle the entire independent group.
Although it's the worst-case scenario, these kinds of events usually deteriorate from seemingly insignificant issues.
'Will she listen?'
Glancing at Naomi, now comfortably curled up in sleep, and Shuru, who was battling fiercely with Mollang, I decided to try one last time to persuade the Matriarch and headed to her house.
Plop!
'What was that sound?'
As I approached the house, it sounded like a battering ram hitting a wooden door, and I saw the Matriarch's wooden door break apart.
'Could it be, have they already sent an assassin?'
"Damn!"
Drawing out the mana saber, I quickly cut the hinges to see what was happening inside just as a second impact sounded.
Crack!
The center of the wooden door broke, and the door fell apart completely, revealing...
"Oh...!"
"…What are you doing now?"
So, there were two people.
The Matriarch and Dane were merging into one, with Dane's hands holding the Matriarch's horns.
Since the horns curled inward, Dane could comfortably hold them like handles.
'So horns can also be used like this?'
Not that it's surprising... but the problem was the Matriarch herself.
"Meeeeeh!"
The previous intelligent and wise woman with a firm future of her own was nowhere to be found, and now she was just a female goat yelping as she was hit by Dane.
"Surprised? The Matriarch gets a bit... aggressive when excited."
Bang!
Bang!
Indeed, seeing her banging her head against the wall confirmed it.
Ah, so that's why she's holding the handle so tightly?
It's not just that it's a convenient handle to grab during doggy style, but also to control the Matriarch's frenzied actions due to pleasure...
"It was hard at first because I was using strength, but eventually I got the technique down..."
"Anyone looking would think I was trying to snap the Matriarch's neck, given how bulgingly the muscles in my arms protruded, and the faint blue light flowing from those muscles indicated I was using mana."
"…Let's finish this quickly and have the conference..."
"Huh? Has a conclusion been reached?"
"No, the royal family remains the same."
"So, Matriarch, please don't go independent."
"Meeeeeh!"
Hearing Dane's ridiculous words left me speechless, but seeing the expression on the Matriarch pinned by Dane made me wonder if this might actually work?
"If a message has arrived, it seems we should start heading back soon? I'll try to persuade the Matriarch myself, so go in and start preparing to leave."
"Ah... Okay..."
Watching Dane enter the house while still holding onto the Matriarch's horns, I could sense it.
Independence or whatever, this was it.
"…Let's go back."
Worrying unnecessarily about assassins or military suppression was frustrating, as this matter had ended quite easily.
* * *
The next day.
The Matriarch made a new declaration, telling the beastmen to live freely without imposing beastman-like behavior.
Everyone was living freely anyway, so there was no big change in the village, but only one beastman, Naomi, had retrieved her clothes and was walking around dressed.
"Why might that be... Being dressed might be more embarrassing..."
"Because everyone is staring, that's why."
I too felt a bit suffocated wearing clothes after so long, but now it was time to say goodbye to living nude.
"Hmm... I owe you a lot, knight."
"Not at all. I am the one who is indebted."
"Will you visit again...?"
Dane and the Matriarch were showing such a sugary sweet atmosphere that I had to turn away in disgust.
'Now that I think about it, there are fewer beastmen... Have they already left?'
Now that the Matriarch had told them to stop obsessing over beastman-like activities and to live freely, quite a few beastmen had apparently left right away, as those who came to greet me were less than half of the usual beastmen residing in the village.
"Miss Naomi, you've worked hard too."
"I'm glad it was resolved nicely. Living outdoors wasn't bad, but I guess I'm still a city beastman."
Perhaps others saw it as a fun experience as well, because the majority were not staying in the forest but planning to return.
Of course, most planned to return leisurely this evening or stay a few more days for fun, but with the Matriarch relinquishing her position at the center of the independence declaration, it wouldn't be a problem anymore.
A few beastmen might continue to roam around nude, but it will just end as one of the enjoyable events of the northern city.
"When you visit the north next time, I'll show you many interesting places."
Seeing Naomi embarrassingly wearing clothes for the first time in a while, I couldn't help but smile and reached out my hand to her.
'If fate allows, we'll meet again someday.'
The only regret is that Shuru has not been seen since this morning; she was definitely lurking around last night, waiting for a chance to lick my glans while I was packing my belongings.
But she disappeared while I briefly looked away...
'I'll have to greet her when we meet again.'
Perhaps I've grown attached.
"When I become a formal knight, I will prepare a place..."
Dane was still clinging to the Matriarch, and his hand was slowly making its way into the cleavage of her chest.
"Let's stop and go, shall we?"
"You heartless guy. Are you done already?"
"Yes."
We weren't going to meet forever, nor were we going to live here forever, so a brief greeting was sufficient for a passing guest.
"Then, I'll take my leave."
"Matriarch, next time for sure..."
Continuously nudging Dane's sticky backside, I forcibly dragged him out of the village.
After all, one can't live here forever.
"Let's go. Home."
* * *
"Are you okay?"
"Matriarch?"
"You were raised like a human, not with the perception of other beastmen. The fact that you gave your body..."
At those words, Naomi bowed her head to avoid showing her expression and responded to the Matriarch.
"I'm okay..."
All the Matriarch could do was pat Naomi's back to console her.