Profession, Merchant Volume 13 Chapter 4 (Patreon)

Chapter 4 – Miss Priestess, the Ever-Reliable “Big Sister” IV

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“Hey. What is that all about?”


As I crouched on the beach, casting [Read] one by one on the various stones I had gathered from the island, the priestess came up to me and asked me this with a dubious look on her face.


“Nothing,”


I replied.


I mean, this woman definitely thought I was masturbating right now, and that’s the only reason she would approach me like this.


“Don’t lie to me. What kind of guy casts magic on useless rocks?”


“You got it wrong.”


“So that means you’re just playing?”


“Not really.”


“Then what is it?”


I don’t know what to say, but I can’t answer the question because I’m doing something so trivial that I don’t know how to put it into words. To be precise, I am simply picking up stones, which are plentiful on this island, and studying their properties with the [Read] spell. Whether that helps or doesn’t help depends on the results of my research.


In other words, I won’t know what I’m doing until later, so explaining it now will only be a crude assessment.


Besides, there is no law that says I have to tell this woman everything I do, let alone get her permission to ejaculate, which is supposed to be a universal human right. Men have the right to ejaculate. Women have the right to cum.


Normally, the harmony of human ejaculation should exist in the balance of these two rights.


But on this deserted island, that is not the case. This is because the man’s right to ejaculate is forcibly taken away by the woman, all while the woman still enjoys her right to cum. Even the man’s right to remain dignified in front of a woman while ejaculating has been taken away, which is nothing but outrageous. That’s why, considering that my life is full of such injustices, it’s only natural that I protest against them – which, in this case, was a form of silent treatment towards the priestess.


While I thought about this nonsense and kept my mouth shut, the priestess became a bit grumpy.


Heh, that felt good. Yeah, sulk even more.


I thought as I cast [Read] on the stones, regardless of the priestess’ grim expression.


Well, the priestess will do what she does anyway, which is trying to mess with me.


Things like tugging at the hem of my shirt, blowing hot breath on my back, and even nibbling at my shoulder, all just to get in the way. Still, I didn’t give in and concentrated on [reading] the stones. In the end, she turned away and went somewhere else.


All right. I won.


I was satisfied with the result, but strangely enough, when she was gone, I started to feel lonely.


Anyway, I have categorized the stones that are common on this island. Hard but brittle stones. Soft but durable stones. Stones that conduct heat easily. Stones that contain water. Stones that repel water. Good-looking stones. Weird stones that don’t seem to be of any use. There are different kinds of classifications.


I first tried to make a stone axe from a soft but durable stone. My magic is not strong enough to cut down a tree. However, a little magic to create something like a stone axe that just needs to be attached is fine.


Although it requires some physical strength, if you have a stone ax, you should be able to cut down trees and gather wood.


I also made a blade out of a hard, brittle stone to cut the tree into pieces. There is also a method of splitting them with a magic laser cutter, which requires less effort but costs a lot of mana. However, it is simply too inefficient for such a simple task, even with the magical ores available on the island.


Work that can be done with physics is better done with physics.


Cut down the tree, process it into lumber, carve it with magic for the finer details, and reinforce it with stones.


This is how I successfully made my first experiment, or rather my prototype invention. I tried to get the priestess to take a look at the finished product, but I couldn’t find her.


Finally, I spotted her sitting on the beach, eating grilled fish, but she didn’t answer when I called out to her.


“Hey, Priestess! Priestess! Yoohooo!!”


“Hmph.”


“What’s the matter? Is something wrong with you?”


I tried to express my concern, but she just turned away without saying a word.


Then I realized… this was her payback for my silent treatment earlier.


What a childish thing to do, and for a woman who has served as a priestess in the Andersen State Cathedral and all that.


If that is the case, then I have no other choice.


H-hey! What are you doing? I’m angry right now.”


The priestess starts to complain, but when I forcefully pull her hand, she follows me anyway.


“Look. It’s my creation. Pretty good, isn’t it?”


I proudly show off my new invention.


“What’s that?”


“Fufufu. Never mind, just take off your clothes first.”


W-what? N-no, even though that’s one of the lines I’ve been anticipating all along, if you think that’s good enough, you’re wrong! You’re going to need a lot more than that to convince me!”


She whimpered and played hard to get, but I forced her to take off her underwear anyway. As I did so, the priestess’s long, beautiful silver hair danced gently under the blue sky.


Then I took her light body in my arms and slowly placed her in my creation, a wooden bathtub I had made. The warmth of the water turned her tanned skin, which had been pure white before we came to the island, a little cherry red.


“How is the water, Priestess?”


“Is this… a bath?”


Her ever-sharp eyes showed surprise as she looked back at me.


Yes, it was a bathtub made entirely by yours truly. I made a hearth out of clay and wood, but since I didn’t have any iron, I created and attached a bowl-shaped vessel with a molded stone bottom that conducts heat well, along with a tub-shaped vat to boil the water.


“The temperature control is still a bit of a pain, though. But hop on. And, here. I also made soap.”


“Mu, muuu…”


As she said this, the priestess’ cheeks softened. She had been bathing in cold salt water all this time, so the hot water she hadn’t experienced for a long time was enough to make her heart beat wildly.


“Hmmmh, hm-hmm-hm-hmmmh♪”


After a while in the bath, she even started humming.


“Hey, you should join me!”


“No, I have to keep the fire going.”


“Don’t worry. It’s already warm enough.”


“Really? Let’s see.”


I put my hand in the bathtub to check the temperature.


Un, it’s a little hot.


“Come on, get in.”


“Hey, don’t do that. You’ll get my clothes wet… All right, all right.”


As I said no, a pair of dripping-wet arms wrapped around me, so I quickly took off my clothes and stepped into the bathtub.


“Oh, the water’s overflowing.”


“Hmm, it’s smaller than I thought. Should I have made it a little wider?”


“Nah, this is fine. Besides, it’s only the two of us who will be using this tub anyway.”


The priestess said this and hugged me tightly. She was in a good mood as if it was a lie that she had been so upset until now.


The woman’s cheeks rested on mine, and our legs tangled in the hot water. Her breath was hot, and her skin was soft and silky, and it clung to me as if it were absorbing onto my body.


Maybe it’s because it’s been a while since I’ve had a bath. Somehow, my heart is beating faster than usual.


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