Profession, Merchant Volume 8 Chapter 1 (Patreon)

Chapter 1 – The Law of Inertia ※

After crossing the ocean from Newland and several countries from Venussa, I finally reached the new road to Andersen.

It is exactly a year since I last visited Andersen, and the sky is dark and heavy, unlike before.

If I had to describe the two months or so of this journey in one word, it would probably be sex – and that’s a good thing.

When you are on a leisurely journey with two beautiful companions who like you and you have nothing else to do, it is inevitable that you will end up having sex.

So the female warrior and the holy knight were in the throes of their newfound love of copulation, and it was a time of great excitement.

Especially on board, where we are extremely secluded. With no eyes watching us.

They had too much time on their hands.

One day, as the holy knight was inserting my cock deep into an animal-like position, with her ass protruding like a peach from her backside, the female warrior came up to me with a forlorn look on her face and a wrinkle between her eyebrows.

For some reason, she leans in apologetically, which makes her wholesomeness all the more endearing.

Accordingly, when I have finished with the holy knight, I reach for the muscular limbs of the female warrior, and as I do so, I suddenly think to myself, “Why are they doing this to me?”

I wonder why they like me so much.

I’m not one of those overly dull protagonists you read about in novels, so I know they have romantic feelings for me.

But I could never understand how someone like them could fall in love with someone like me.

Maybe the female warrior, the holy knight, the priestess and the bully girl must have had some kind of misunderstanding.

That’s all I can think of.

Because if I were a woman, I would not wish for such a man.

I think the female warrior has a nice, muscular, aggressive body, and the holy knight is beautiful with her slender figure and dignified posture.

Both may have some temperamental problems, but they are extremely strong.

So it doesn’t make sense to waste their lives with someone like me.

But the holy knight seems to have nowhere else to go, and the female warrior has given up her dreams to follow me right in front of my face.

So it’s not like I can just kick them out or reject them outright, like I did with the bully girl some time ago.

What I mean is that I was sure that the goodwill of these two beautiful women was too good to be true, but I also thought that it would not be good for them to be with me forever, just because of a misunderstanding.

I never had a sentimental crush on them.

Yes, I thought they were beautiful.

But I just had sex with them because it felt good and because they were beautiful.

There is definitely a gender trend that women often need romantic feelings to have sex.

But for men, those romantic feelings are not as important.

Or rather, as a man, I can honestly say that we do not require romantic feelings at all just to have sex with a woman.

The only requirement to us is that the woman should look good to us. Tastes may vary.

In other words, my relationship with these women was, in a word, an impulse, an inertia.

I think the female warrior and perhaps the holy knight actually understood that I would never have romantic feelings for another person.

And they understood through their senses that it is futile to try to monopolize this person without romantic feelings for them through love.

Perhaps that is why they are both surprisingly free of jealousy.

Because no matter how far they went, in the end it would be futile.

This is why I spoke that all of their actions are driven by their impulse.

But impulse can also produce something if it goes beyond a certain degree.

Every day the three of us eat, sleep, bathe, travel and have sex – as we repeated these days, I began to feel that there was something important there too.

There is a truth that needs no further explanation.

That the more people indulge in their personal desires, the more it loses its value.

For example, when I bury my cock in the softness and firmness of the female warrior’s breasts and feel the sensation, it feels great.

Or when the pouting lips of the holy knight challenge my cock, I feel heavenly.

But each of these indulgences is no different from pleasing your taste buds with a delicious meal or resting in a soft bed.

Someday, you will get tired of it, either because you lose interest or there is something else you need to do.

These indulgences in sex can also be affected by external factors like pregnancy, illness or unforeseen circumstances that forces you and your partner to separate.

My point is, even if they don’t lose their value to you, even if you don’t get tired of doing it, they won’t last forever.

So even though pleasure is a physiological need, whatever it is, it always leads to emptiness which makes everything in the world seem worthless.

But on the other hand, it was a natural consequence that they would seek the value of those who are always by their side. Even if they are there because of their impulses.

To be more precise, I am talking about assimilation.

When I stroke the line of the female warrior’s beautifully sculpted spine, it is not only because I enjoy the touch, but also because she is there to be sexually aroused.

And when the holy knight runs her red, bloodshot tongue along my neck, it is not only so that I can be sexually aroused, but also because she is there to give me pleasure, not just to get pleasure from me.

As these perceptions intensified and became more extreme, the boundaries of our individual egos faded.

It was not just me.

After a long period of body contact with me, I sensed that the female warrior and the holy knight were also experiencing the same feelings.

Whether it was an illusion, a delusion of mine, I don’t know.

But I think the feeling was similar for both the female warrior and the holy knight.

However, despite the ostentatious way of saying it, this is a phenomenon that can normally be seen in the world.

When people live together, the ‘individual’ in terms of ego and perspective fades away.

Then it is assimilated into the ‘community’.

The family is the best example of this, but to a greater or lesser extent people live by assimilating their consciousness with others.

As it was in the case of the three of us.

Because we shared physiological phenomena to a very extreme degree (sleeping, eating and sex), I can, with all trepidation, say that we have now been assimilated to each other.

Yes. Even though the time we spent together was short, I was starting to think of them as something like family. Though I would only notice this in a much later time.

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