Chapter 110 – At the Celebration.

“No, suddenly?”

“Why not?”

Illyana’s appearance, covering her mouth with a fan she had taken out from somewhere and looking at her with a flushed gaze, combined with a dress that does not even try to hide her sexiness, is very unconventional.

“Isn’t it too unexpected to go to sleep?”

However, no matter how crazy this world is toward eroticism, isn’t it normal for there to be some context?

“Hmm, if you want to know why, I have to explain about our clan…”

“That’s it. Let’s talk without hesitation.”

“I understand.”

Illyana thought carefully about her words, then slowly began to explain.

“First of all, as you know, the main girl’s clan is fox beastmen.”

Fox beastmen are unusually small among the relatively small number of beastmen. Because of this, it was difficult to create or maintain a tribe like other beasts.

“So most people live as shamans of other beastman tribes or as the wives of chiefs.”

“You’re an information dealer in the Kingdom of Midias, right?”

It’s not unusual for a fox beast to have the ability to use her Maka, similar to an elf, but isn’t Illyana working as an intelligence dealer in the human country with such abilities?

“… In fact, she lived as a shaman of some tribe.”

Then Illyana avoided his gaze as if pricked.

“Then why now?”

“Well, the tribe’s chief proposed to me.”

The reason fox beastmen are extremely rare compared to other beastmen is because of their unique ecology, but the biggest problem is that only females are born.

Therefore, they can only continue their race by marrying a man from another race. No matter what race you are, there is bound to be exclusion of other races, making it even more difficult to pass down the generations.

So, the fact that the chief of a tribe has proposed marriage goes beyond being recognized as a member of the tribe and also means union.

“Um, wasn’t that a good thing?”

Hearing such stories made me even more curious whether Illyana was working hard for information here. If she had lived there both as the chief’s wife and as a shaman, at least she wouldn’t have starved to death.

“She knows her real wife. She knows her real wife too.”

In fact, Illyana’s expression as she spoke that story was distorted with a complex expression.

“Why? Is the chief ugly?”

“That’s not it.”

“Do you have a temperamental personality?”

“No! On the contrary, he treated me very well.”

“Then why?”

It’s not that I’m ugly or that I have a dirty personality. At the same time, if you are the chieftain, you will be strong, so isn’t that the end for you as a husband? As Tiaran stared, unable to understand, she lowered her head.

“That wasn’t my taste.”

“Hmm, taste?”

“Isn’t this strange? The fate of the race is at stake, but she is the real woman…”

Illyana blushed and wiggled her hands as if she were ashamed, and she looked at him. She wondered what it would be like if she looked at herself in a bad light, but the way she seemed to waver with pride seemed pitiful.

“Hmm! Taste is important!”

Contrary to her concerns, Tiaran did not think it was that strange. In the first place, she was honest with her tastes more than anyone else, so didn’t she even touch Reina, who was her fiancé?

Wouldn’t it be more strange for others to say that he ran away because of his taste?

“Thank goodness.”

“That’s it. What was it about that chief that he ran away because he didn’t like it?”

Aside from that, the chieftain of the beast people would usually be overflowing with wild charm, but it was also true that I wondered to what extent Illyana had run away.

‘If you say something like that to me, it doesn’t seem like you have special tastes.’

The reason he can be so confident is that he was one of the men recognized by the women in his arms.

“Well… The tribe she was relying on was the Rabbit Beastmen.”

“… I understand perfectly!”

Tiaran felt that all her questions were resolved with that one word. The rabbit beastmen were a beastman tribe that held a quite unique position among the beastmen, although they were not as good as the fox beastmen.

‘Because the entire race is shota and loli!’

In some ways, they feel similar to dwarves, but if there is one thing that sets them apart from them, it is their appearance. No matter how old you are, of course growth stops at an age when you look young by human standards.

“Isn’t that right? Isn’t she a strange person? No matter how you look at her, everyone looks the same, so you don’t know who is who!”

They say it is possible to tell them apart, but since they boast exactly the same appearance regardless of gender, it is impossible for an outsider to recognize who is who.

“If you put it that way, it seems like the chief who proposed to you had quite unique tastes within the tribe.”

“Well, if you say that, doesn’t she seem strange to me?”

“It’s not strange.”

Since the entire race is like that, their general tastes would also be aligned with that. I had no choice but to explain that I had feelings for Illyana, who was clearly a mature woman, because she had a unique taste among my species.

“So she rejected the marriage proposal and settled down in Sorrent?”

“That’s exactly it.”

In a way, it was a sad thing. If only she had the right racial characteristics, she would have accepted his proposal without complaint, but she happened to be a rabbit beast.

“Then why did you propose to me?”

“Wife, it’s not a marriage proposal!”

“Huh?”

No sooner had Tia Ran resolved her question than she was faced with another question that left her speechless.

“Ask to have a baby… Isn’t a marriage proposal?”

Are you saying it’s over once the baby is born? Was the fox beast a much more promiscuous race than he thought?

‘Would it be better to tie her up with a succubus?’

“Well, it’s different from that!”

As Tia Ran debated whether to raise her fist with her anxious expression, Illyana noticed his expression and hurriedly waved her hand with a very frightened expression.

“In fact, that is the limit.”

“What is the limit?”

“… Breeding season, ah, no. In human terms, it’s the appropriate age period.”

Illyana explains that, like humans, there is a time when beastmen must find a mate, and if they do not find or find a mate within that time, they may have to live alone for the rest of their lives.

“Wouldn’t that just further reduce our already rare blood relatives?”

“So you just want to have a baby?”

“Well, that is!”

Even though she had something to say, she looked worried as she looked at her surroundings. Tia Ran noticed her presence and nodded.

“There are no people around listening.”

“… It’s because of your females.”

“Huh? Our kids?”

When he asked again in response to the unexpected answer, Illyana nodded her head.

“In the first place, isn’t competition fierce between males with many females?”

Because she thought that if she told Tiaran that she had a crush on him, everyone would reject her.

“Isn’t one of them even a hero?”

He tilted his head as Illyana confessed that no matter how talented she was, she was not confident enough to escape the warrior’s sword.

“They probably won’t care that much?”

“Kheng?”

As she looked at herself as if she couldn’t understand, Tiaran taught her something that she had already promised to her Anis.

“It’s good to date more women, but before that, they asked me to bring them to them.”

“No matter how you look at it, doesn’t it look pretty on the outside?!”

Illyana protested, saying, “How is this different from dealing with new recruits as a group?”

“I’m drawing it because you don’t know the kids. I don’t have any intention of adding anything.”

Lucia said with a tired expression that they alone were not enough to deal with him, and Anis and Crusha agreed. It’s not that he doesn’t get jealous, but it seems like he needs someone who can handle him separately.

“Oh, how amazing…”

Upon hearing that story, Illyana’s gaze momentarily went down to his, then hurried up, but then slowly went back down again, a curious gaze.

“Gulp!”

Even Mokuldae makes the quiet balcony cry.

“Do you want to see it?”

“Nothing like that in particular…!”

When she spoke out of curiosity, Illyana tried to deny it, but her gaze was honestly directed directly under Tiaran, towards the place where the cargo would be. He thought for a moment about what to do and then slowly looked at Illyana’s appearance.

‘Wow, your body is killer.’

I happened to see her naked body when I first met her, but I found it attractive all over again. Her attractive point is the ample fox tail that keeps her head sticking out from behind her buttocks.

In particular, the smooth breasts that seemed to be overflowing with milk that were revealed through that dress were enough to make me want to bury my face in her.

“It’s big, it’s gotten bigger.”

As his stomach instinctively swelled at that sentiment, Illyana, who had been watching him below, now stared at it without any sign of avoiding her gaze.

“Actually… I have one more thing to confess.”

Illyana lowered her hands and grabbed the hem of her own dress. Her flushed face, hidden behind her fan, was revealed with shame and strange anticipation, but she didn’t have time to pay attention.

“Oh my, this is.”

“Ugh! Don’t look at me so intently.”

“No, you’re just showing it.”

“But still!”

Underneath the dress that had been lifted by my master’s hand, I could see underwear that barely covered the local area, and it would not be strange to call it a vagina cover.

That alone was enough to make him feel bad. The underwear wasn’t even functioning properly as a screen.

‘I’m so wet.’

That’s because the sticky liquid seeping out from between Illyana’s cracks was soaking her cover up, and even the small piece of cloth was sticking to the mound of her vagina, clearly showing that she was in heat.

“Since when has it been like this?”

“When you squeezed her fist… She got wet.”

“You even when I tried to put soybean paste on it?”

At that time, she didn’t notice because it was covered by the unique smell of soybean paste.

“… Actually, it was wet even then.”

“Huh.”

It was only then that Tiaran realized that Illyana had rejected the Rabbit Beast Chief’s marriage proposal.

‘It’s M, so of course it doesn’t suit my taste!’

If she was able to get her crotch wet even when she was in danger of being eaten, the gentle rabbit beast didn’t suit her taste.