Mushoku Impact

"I may have underestimated the genes of the Greyrat families..."
Even after several minutes had passed, Ningguang could barely retain her focus as she stared up at the ceiling with an absentminded expression on her face. She was covered in sweat, and, despite taking a medicine that was supposed to dull a person's senses, everything from her brain to her toes was tingling with a pleasant numbness.
Though he heard Ningguang's remark, Paul continued staring blankly into the hearth crackling a few meters away. He felt like he had just crossed a dangerous line, but the thing that frightened him the most was the fact he didn't really care. He had apprehensions near the beginning and regretted it once everything had calmed down, but, during the act, he had been just as much of a beast as his father...
Seeing Paul lost in his thoughts, a steamy yet exasperated sigh escaped Ningguang's throat as she rolled onto her side. She wanted to try and sit up, but her legs were completely numb.&nbsp;
"I should have learned Healing Magic..."
Placing her hand on her abdomen, Ningguang concentrated on the hot sensation deep within her as she traced her index finger around the tiny Geo Symbol inscribed above her uterus. The symbol immediately pulsed to life, and, moments later, the unpleasant stickiness between her thighs completely vanished as the semen coating her body and insides turned to pale golden light.
Though he had noticed the elemental symbols inscribed on all of the girls' lower abdomens, seeing the light out of the corner of his eyes compelled Paul to ask, "Is that like a contraceptive or something...?"
Shaking her head, Ningguang forced herself to a seated position before explaining, "While it can certainly be used that way, its actual purpose is a little different. Hmmm..."
Though she had anticipated Paul's question, Ningguang was feeling more than a little spaced out at the present moment. Her only consolation was that Paul had likely gone easy on her. At least that's what she felt seeing an Adeptus like Ganyu sprawled out, completely unconscious.
"Think of it as a converter...for one reason or another, the semen of men in this world is rich with mana. What these seals do is convert mana into elemental energy. In other words, it's kind of like a battery that allows us to use our powers even without an Archon. Since there was no guarantee you would summon an Archon any time soon, these were inscribed on our bodies as a failsafe of sorts..."
"Yeah...that sounds about right..."
Recalling the mana drought incident, Paul wasn't even remotely surprised by Ningguang's words. Everything about the IOF seemed geared towards making him into a pervert or a degenerate. At this point, he wouldn't even be surprised if it was revealed he needed to produce a certain number of offspring in order to strengthen the connection between Mushoku Tensei and the world of Teyvat...
Snuggling up next to Paul, Ningguang waited nearly a minute for him to link his arm around her before asking, "Do you regret gaining access to the IOF?"
"Not really..."
Surprised by Paul's listless yet immediate response, Ningguang was about to ask more, but he beat her to the punch, adding, "The only thing I regret is making use of it so soon. These last few years feel like a blur, and even though I've gotten far more powerful, I feel like a background character in my own life...a footnote in someone else's story..."
"Hmm..."
Instead of immediately responding to Paul's words, Ningguang placed her head against his shoulder and just enjoyed the warmth from both his body and the nearby hearth. He was her partner in more than name now, so she felt compelled to help bolster his confidence. No powerful woman wanted a partner without a bit of backbone...
After quickly organizing her thoughts, Ningguang stated, "I believe you're mistaken...instead of viewing yourself as a character within the story, you should consider the possibility that you're the author. After all, if you were to tell us to burn down the Notos Estate or wreak havoc across the entire world, we would be forced to comply. Thus, instead of comparing yourself to us, you should be thinking about how you can use us to bring about the ending you want to see..."
Though he opened his mouth to speak, Paul found himself at a genuine loss for words. His situation hadn't actually changed, but if he looked at things from Ningguang's perspective, he was no longer a character within the story but the person dictating it. He would never do such a thing, but if he ordered her to grab the nearby poker, heat it in the hearth, and stab it into herself, she really would have no choice but to obey. She was able to bring an entire Region under her control in less than four years, but she was still at his mercy...
Exhaling a sigh, Paul found himself caressing his forehead and temples as he groaned, "I think swinging around a sword for 10-12 hours a day might have turned me stupid..."
Amused by Paul's self-deprecating remark, a soft chuckle emanated from Ningguang's throat. His words prompted her to tease him, but before she was able to, Ningguang was left at a loss of her own as Paul stated, "You should be careful with your words and actions in the future...now that we have already crossed the line, I'm tempted to punish you for all the times you were cheeky..."
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Though she knew Paul was messing with her, Ningguang had detected a hint of genuine caution in his tone. She doubted he would do anything too extreme, but she could imagine him spanking her or crushing her beneath his body as he had done to Ganyu. The latter appeared to enjoy it quite a bit, but Ningguang couldn't help feeling a tad sheepish after what she had endured not long ago...
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Departing Ningguang's office shortly after Ganyu had awoken, Paul felt as though a substantial weight had been removed from his shoulders. He still felt like he had crossed a line he shouldn't have, but it wasn't like he could go back in time and unfuck the two girls. The more pressing concern was whether or not he should just throw his inhibitions to the wind and do the same with others. He could think of at least eight girls who would jump at the chance...
As if on cue, Barbara literally popped out of a wall via a concealed service hatch, a pouty expression on her face and the tell-tale sign of dried tears staining her cheeks.
Preempting anything the somewhat possessive sword maiden might say, Paul stated, "Make no mistake, Pipit. I care for you immensely. If I didn't think it would make me sound like a hypocritical asshole, I would tell you that I love you ten thousand times over. I just can't do that to you..."
Hanging her head, a fresh batch of tears began to pool in the corners of Barbara's eyes as she muttered, "I hate this...even though I understand what's at stake, I can't help wanting to keep you to myself..."
Feeling a twinge in his heart, Paul reached to caress Barbara's cheek but stopped himself halfway. He wanted to comfort her, but, as the principal source of her pain, he wasn't sure he had the right.
Fortunately for Paul, Barbara made things significantly easier by throwing her arms around him and crying into his chest. It made him feel a hell of a lot worse, but at least he didn't have to think too deeply about things; he just needed to console the girl crying in his arms...
("Well, here goes nothing...")
"Wise...men...say...only fools rush in...
But I...can't...help...falling in love...with...you..."
Hearing Paul suddenly begin singing, Barbara's crying almost immediately stopped. His voice had started to deepen as he matured, so while he was a bit pitchy, his song had the rich quality that could only be achieved with a low, baritone voice...
"Shall...I...stay? Would it be...a....sin...
If I...can't...help...falling in love...with...you...?
Like a river flows...
Surely to the sea...
Darling, so it goes...
Some things...are meant to be...
So...
Take...my...hand...
Take my whole...life...too...
For I...can't...help...falling in love...with...you..."
Though there were still a lot of words to the song, Paul allowed his voice to trail off as he rocked Barbara in his arms. This was the first time he had ever sung to someone, so a single verse and chorus were the limit of what his psyche could handle.
"I didn't know you could sing..."
Chuckling softly in response to Barbara's words, an affectionate smile developed across Paul's face as he whispered, "Anyone can sing...what matters is that it comes from the heart..."
"I want a baby..."
"..."
Feeling as though he had just received a punch in the gut, Paul's smile became cramped as he asked, "Right now...?"
Shaking her head, Barbara ceased squeezing Paul as if her life depended on it, eyes still watery as she stared up at him and answered, "No...I just don't want that woman to be the only one with your child. It isn't right for a baby to be born for the sake of convenience..."
Though he honestly didn't want to be a father at all, Paul nodded his head and said, "Sure...once things settle down and we manage to restore your world, let's find a nice place in the country to start a family...I can't say for sure that we'll be the only ones there, but I'm willing to work my ass off to make things work..."
Since she knew at least four people who loved Paul nearly as much as she did, Barbara also couldn't imagine them living alone. Xiangling and Xinyan had practically become her sisters at this point, so she would feel guilty if she tried cutting them off from Paul. As for her actual sister, Jean, Barbara didn't want to admit it, but the two of them probably loved Paul about the same amount. Jean was just a lot better at concealing her emotions...
"That's fine...as long as we can be together without having to worry about anything 'bigger' than our family, I'm fine if there are other girls there with us...just promise me you'll give me a baby before Jean..."
Shaking his head, Paul said, "I'm not going to make such a promise. If Jean is one of the people who ends up staying with us, we'll discuss it together...as a family."
Though she would have preferred it if Paul had lied to her, a faint smile developed across Barbara's face. She knew her request was more than a little selfish, so she didn't blame Paul for shutting her down. Instead, she left him reeling a second time by asking, "Since you did it with Ganyu and Ningguang...does that mean...you know...?"
Resisting the almost instinctual temptation to say no, Paul held Barbara closer as he questioned, "You were seventeen back in Teyvat, so you'll be turning twenty-one in a few months, right?"
Nodding her head in affirmation, Barbara meekly replied, "My birthday is July 5th...in this world, that's the seventh month..."
Though he realized he had never mentioned how dates worked in his past world, Paul figured that could wait till later. For now, he surprised Barbara by picking her up in a bridal carry and asking, "Are you sure you're ready?"
Dealing yet another critical blow to Paul, Barbara balled her hands into fists, a terrifyingly serious expression on her face as she assured, "Don't worry. If something bad happens, I can always cast Regeneration Magic or X-Healing...!"
Smiling with a bit of incredulity in his expression, Paul began carrying Barbara toward her room as he remarked, "That...good to know...?" in a helpless tone. He didn't know what Barbara imagined when she thought of sex, but it was apparently pretty intense...
("This is going to be a long night...")
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"Time ta wake up, birthday boy..."
"Mmm...?"
Opening his eyes, the first thing Paul saw was Xinyan's face less than ten centimeters away from his own. She had one hand on his chest while the other could be felt directing his little brother to the entrance of a dark and steamy cavern.
"There we go..."
Having found the correct angle, a nasally pleasure-filled moan escaped Xinyan's throat as she slowly lowered her hips. Paul's little brother didn't make it very far before discovering a dead end, but the heat and pressure were so intense he could feel Xinyan's heartbeat racing as she exhaled a few steamy pants.
Raising his hands to support Xinyan's sides, a wry smile developed across Paul's face as he asked, "I guess this is just how I wake up now, huh...?"
Returning a smile of her own, Xinyan teased, "You kind of deserve it after making so many girls fall for you..."
Without giving Paul a chance to reply, Xinyan sealed his lips with her own. She had always really enjoyed kissing, but it was nothing compared to the fuzzy, tingling feeling that ran along her spine and washed over her brain every time Paul's little brother surveyed the depths of her secret cavern...
"How envious..."
Releasing Paul's lips, Xinyan took a few steadying breaths as she looked to her left and asked, "What? You got to wake him up yesterday. Don't be greedy, Barbara."
Puffing out her cheeks in a slight pout, Barbara looked like she was about to say something before Paul said, "Don't bicker. You and Xiangling will be traveling with me to the Sword Sanctum. Let Xinyan be a little selfish until then..."
Rising to a seated position, Paul elicited a startled yelp from Xinyan as her body weight allowed his little brother to explore a bit deeper. Then, before she could collect herself, he gave her bottom a light smack and started to nibble her collarbone.
Trembling in pleasure rather than pain, Xinyan began to circle her hips at the behest of Paul's right hand. She enjoyed it when Paul was a bit rough with her, but, more than that, she reveled in the feeling of being watched as Barbara begrudgingly tended to herself...
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With Ningguang and Ganyu opening the proverbial floodgate, Paul had spent the better part of five weeks enjoying a lifestyle similar to other Nobles. He still trained his ass off, particularly in the morning and early afternoon, but his evenings had become filled with sensuality.
Though his sexcapades had started with Ningguang and Ganyu, the two girls Paul slept with most frequently were Barbara and Xinyan. They were easily the most proactive among the girls in his retinue, and, more often than not, they would be waiting for him whenever he finished his training or was preparing to enter the bath.
After Barbara and Xinyan, the duo Paul spent the most time with was Jean and Eula. Both had approached him of their own accord the morning after his 'graduation' to adulthood, the former because she genuinely liked him and the latter so she could get 'revenge' for all the times he had slighted her. In reality, she just wanted to spend time together as they had grown pretty close during their ten months living and training together.
Shattering the trend of twos, Paul had private encounters with Xiangling, Yoimiya, and, though they weren't particularly close, Beidou. A few others wanted to have a go at him, but Paul politely refused most of them. Diona was one, and though she was technically more than a hundred years old, Paul had to tell Qiqi to wait a few years. She had been resurrected thanks to the Intersection of Fate, but her mental state was still that of an 8-10-year-old. As for Diona, she was technically seventeen and a half, but Paul felt she still had a lot of growing to do before he laid a hand anywhere but her head.
The only exception among the girls Paul originally intended to refuse was Yaoyao. However, since she was chronologically more than eighteen and markedly more mature than girls like Xiangling and Barbara, he eventually gave in. She had been working hard to assist Ganyu and educate the girls Ningguang had hired, so he felt she deserved a bit of leeway.
And then there were the Archons...
Though he had suspected they would be different than the other girls, not just because they lacked abdominal tattoos, Paul wasn't fully prepared to hear Zhongli explain how different they truly were.
While it was similar to the Mana that existed within the world of Mushoku Tensei, the energy system of Teyvat revolved around Elemental Energy. It permeated every centimeter of the world of Teyvat, but here in the world of Mushoku Tensei, the only source of Elemental Energy were the Archons Paul had summoned.
In order to create a bridge between the two worlds, Zhongli informed Paul that he would need to increase the amount of Elemental Energy within the world of Mushoku Tensei. The presence of the Archons was enough to set this process in motion, but Paul would have to acquire each of the Seven and their Gnoses if they were to have any meaningful impact.
Unless Paul suddenly obtained an influx of several million gold coins, the more reliable option of increasing the amount of Elemental Energy in the world was spreading and using Visions. The issue was that using a Vision directly drained the Archons of their power. They gradually replenished it, but the process was painfully slow since there was little to no Elemental Energy within the environment.
And that's where Paul came into the equation.
For one reason or another, members of the Greyrat families had an almost comical amount of Mana within their semen. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that the reason for Paul's ineptitude with Magic was because most of his Mana was being condensed into his testicles.&nbsp;
If Paul had started having sex or simply masturbating at an earlier age, he could have actually been increasing his Mana reserves without needing to consume Mana Draught or spamming Magic. This was one of the reasons the original Paul was so prodigious, and, now that he knew the truth, Paul could drastically increase his Mana capacity by simply having sex.
More importantly, at least for the purposes of creating a bridge between Mushoku Tensei and Teyvat, Paul could use his unique 'power' to help the Archons increase their reserves of Elemental Energy. In turn, they could release more Elemental Energy into the world and even produce Visions.
The thing that weirded Paul out about the situation, other than the notion he would need to blow his load inside Zhongli, was that Visions were not the primary byproduct of intercourse with an Archon. Instead, much like Elinalize, the cursed Elf who gestated and gave birth to Magic Crystals, the Archons would give birth to Elemental Spirits known as Seelies.
Until Paul could acquire their Constellations, Zhongli informed him that the fastest way to increase the amount of Elemental Energy in the world was to impregnate and have them give birth to Seelies. They had a lesser form of the Archon's ability to convert Mana into Elemental Energy, so, by releasing them into the world, they could drastically speed up the process of linking the worlds by producing Elemental Particles as waste.
Put simply, what Zhongli, Kusanali, and even Ei were expecting Paul to do was continuously knock them up so they could give birth to tiny, blobular, Elemental Spirits. It was an incredibly disturbing thought, but as he didn't have the literal millions of gold necessary to obtain their Constellations, it didn't take Paul long to consent. He did, however, task Albedo to come up with a solution that wouldn't require him to effectively father hundreds of thousands of tiny spiritual creatures...
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"Master Paul, it's nearing the time for your debut. It wouldn't do to keep the Duke and his guest waiting..."
Exhaling a sigh, Paul rose to a seated position before giving the girl whose butt he had been using as a pillow a light smack, saying, "Thank you, Eula. I needed that."
Rising to her feet, Eula smoothed out her dress, a faint blush coloring her cheeks as she replied, "It was my pleasure..." before immediately adding, "Please excuse me. I need to freshen up."
After nodding his head in approval and following the icy blunette's retreat, Paul shifted his gaze to the girl that had disrupted his leisure time, asking, "Is that hateful woman really in attendance...?"
Nodding her head in affirmation, Zhongli revealed, "According to what the guests were speculating, Water God Reida has come to recruit you to the Royal Water God Academy. The likelihood she is here at the behest of the Royal Family is nearly 100%. Either that or she saw through your intention of traveling to the Sword Sanctum and aims to entice you to stay with the Water God School."
Recalling the face and figure of the remarkably beautiful MILF that had beat the shit out of him more than a year ago, Paul would be lying if he said she didn't cross every box on his checklist. She was an old lady by the time of the original series, but, at least for the time being, she was a God Tier Swordsman and a God Tier Beauty.
"We'll see what she has to say. If she suggests becoming my teacher, I may actually accept. I'm kind of getting tired of everyone telling me I'm better suited for the Sword God Style. If she's willing to teach me the five secret techniques of the Water God Style, I would be a fool to refuse..."
Though he knew Reida would eventually become an Apostle of Hitogami, that wasn't for another 25-30 years. As powerful as the Human God was, he could only designate 3-4 Apostles at a time. More importantly, Visions had the effect of making people impervious to Hitogami's influence, so if he played his cards right, Paul could secure a strong ally, deny Hitogami one of his most powerful pawns, and place himself in a prime position to aid Princess Ariel once she was born.
Rising to his feet, Paul allowed Zhongli to give him a once-over and fix his appearance before heading towards the venue. As for Zhongli, she stayed behind as only Ningguang would be attending the banquet. Everyone else had either been placed in the Intersection of Fate or allocated to specific sections of the Estate as they had absolutely no delusions regarding the reason for the Duke's visit. The fat bastard was the only living brother of the reigning King, and his perversions were legendary within the Capital.
Fortunately, much of the hype regarding Zhongli had died down after she effectively disappeared for four years. Everyone else had concealed the extent of their talent during their stay at the Academy, so, as long as they stayed out of sight, there shouldn't be any significant issues. At least, that was what Paul believed before entering the hall...
"There you are, boy. You've quite the gall to keep a member of the Royal Family waiting. Now, tell me, where have you hidden those little wenches you paraded around the &nbsp;Academy and allowed to disrespect members of the Nobility?"
Though he was surprised to find the fat and bald Duke blocking his path, Paul's expression remained indifferent as he offered a courteous bow and said, "It is a pleasure to behold you esteemed countenance, Your Grace. As for your inquiry, I'm afraid you'll find no 'wenches' here, especially not ones so brazen as to disrespect members of the Nobility."
"You little cur...are you aware of the penalty for lying to a member of the Royal Family?"
Before Paul could answer, Amarant appeared like a grim phantom, stating, "Your Grace is a guest of House Notos, not its Lord. The King assured me you would not cause trouble if I allowed you to attend my son's coming of age celebration. Do you intend to make a mockery of his word?"
"You-"
"Lord Notos Greyrat, the Great Lord of the Eastern Milbots Region. I was not aware Your Grace had the authority to strip me of my name and title."
"..."
Though his bald head was as red as a cherry tomato, the Duke didn't say anything further. He was currently surrounded on all sides by upper and middle-ranking Nobles affiliated with House Notos. His brother, the King, also has a close relationship with Amarant, so even if he was the Duke, it didn't give him the leeway to say and do as he pleased.
Forcing a smile, the Duke placed his hand over his chest and offered a 'courteous' bow as he growled, "It would appear I have had a little too much to drink and forgot myself. It was never my intention to offend the Great Lord of the Milbots Region. For that, I off my sincerest apologies."
As if he was oblivious to the Duke's anger, Amarant returned a bow of his own as he mused, "Well, the Milbots Region is known for its wine. I can't blame Your Grace for indulging in it to such an extent you forgot even the basics of propriety..."
With several veins appearing near his temples, the Duke looked like he was about to have an aneurism. Instead, an expression of pain and shock spontaneously developed across his face as he gripped his oversized man boob as if he were trying to grab his heart. Then, in front of an astonished crowd of 147 Nobles, the Duke collapsed to the ground, dead from a heart attack...
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Just as Paul was beginning to wonder if they had stayed in the bath a little too long, a young girl with pale purple hair, even paler skin, and vibrant, purple-pink eyes entered into the room, stating, "Master Paul, everything has been prepared."
"Right. Thank you, Qiqi."
"Nn..."
Having carried out her mission, Qiqi promptly departed the bath to return to the party venue. When she was gone, Paul returned his attention to the bronze-skinned girl seated between his legs, saying, "Time to go."
"Boooo..."
While the others were beginning to feel a little lightheaded due to the extremely warm water, Xinyan could stay in the bath for hours at a time. Unfortunately for her, Paul had no intention of boiling himself, so, after a moment of Xinyan refusing to get up, he rose of his own accord...
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After changing into a fresh set of clothes and waiting for the girls to help Ei get dressed, Paul meandered his way towards the East Wing. He would be lying if he said he wasn't excited, but, at the same time, Paul couldn't help feeling as though his time was running out. Thus, even though it was colder than a witch's tit between the bathhouse and the back entrance to the Estate, he enjoyed the frigid yet refreshing air with a relaxed smile on his face.
"Welcome home, Master Paul~!"
With the girls leading the way, it wasn't long before Paul found himself in a small gallery that also served as a banquet hall. There, nearly every one of his summons had gathered in variations of the outfits they wore back in their previous world of Teyvat. It was astonishingly surreal, even though Paul had long since gotten used to the cel-shaded graphics of his present life.
Appearing in a courtly black, gold, and predominately white gown that left much of her increasingly long legs bared, Ningguang habitually linked her hand through Paul's arm in order to guide him to his seat. Paul had a habit of walking around and trying to greet everyone when he initially arrived at parties, so Ningguang did her best to take him to where he 'needed' to be.
With Paul occupying the seat of honor, a large wooden throne with space enough for three people, the banquet/party could officially begin. To that end, Yun Jin appeared atop a stage prepared at the center of the hall, the lights dimming before a sound reminiscent of Japanese instruments filled the gallery. Back in her previous world, Yun Jin was the most prestigious singer and dancer at the Heyu Tea House. She had also been the Director of the Yun-Han Opera Troupe, so she had trained a handful of servants to play instruments so she could perform.
While Paul hadn't been particularly interested in things like flag dances and kabuki performances in his previous world, he had learned to enjoy them quite a bit in this one. Yun Jin was extremely passionate about her art, so while he preferred watching Eula dance and listening to Barbara sing as he used her lap as a pillow, Paul enjoyed the petite, almost doll-like girl's performance. He did, however, feel a little bad when he got a hell of a lot more excited for Xinyan's shamisen guitar solo...
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"You want to travel to the Sword Sanctum for training...?"
With the party coming to an end after three and a half hours, Paul was seated within Ningguang's study, the latter sitting astride atop his lap while Ganyu prepared tea off to the side.
Nodding his head in affirmation, Paul stated, "I've already discussed the matter with my father. Shortly after my tenth birthday celebration, I plan to set out for the Sword Sanctum with Ei, Jean, Barbara, Razor, Eula, and anyone else who wants to travel up North."
Seeing through to Paul's innermost thoughts, Ningguang asked, "Are you trying to intercept that Ghislaine woman?"
Instead of getting defensive and denying it, Paul nodded his head, saying, "With all the decisions that have basically been made for me, I wanted to respect at least one of my original goals for this world. Even if she ignores or beats the shit out of me, I would at least like try and make her mine..."
"Hooooo...you've become a lot bolder these past ten months. Jean was right to suggest I send Eula with you..."
Smiling despite the insinuation he had been plotted against, Paul asked, "So? What do you think...?"
"Hmmm..."
Instead of answering Paul's question, Ningguang glanced down at her present form. She had already started puberty and looked a fair bit older than ten, but the notion of carrying a child when she had just entered her rapid growth period wasn't exactly pleasant.
"You said two years...?"
"Give or take. My actual goal is to develop my Touki and reach Saint Rank in the Sword God Style. Without the Longsword of Light, I'll be vulnerable against those who can use it."
"And what of the Adventurer's Guild? Once you reach the age of ten, you should be able to register."
Shaking his head, Paul explained, "I plan to stop by, but I'm not going to get into adventuring until I'm confident I can sufficiently protect myself. I don't want to leave everything to people like Ei and Jean while I just sit on the sidelines like a supporting character..."
"Mmm...very well..."
Though she felt he was taking unnecessary risks, Ningguang understood Paul's desire to be the 'main character' of his own life. She had even come to respect it a bit, so, as long as Paul didn't do anything foolish like asking to travel alone, she didn't mind if he was a little rash and self-indulgent.
"Just make sure to take Xiangling and with you. She hasn't said anything, but I can tell she has been feeling a little 'useless' as of late. She might not be able to learn anything at the Sword Sanctum, but she can prepare meals for your party and help care of Ei. If the opportunity arises, you can also 'convince' her of her value using other means..."
"Right..."
Instead of refuting Ningguang's words as he might have in the past, Paul just nodded his head in both affirmation and acceptance. He had held out for quite a while, but it wouldn't be long before his life became a mirror of the original Paul's. He might not be sleeping with a bunch of random girls, but his bed was bound to be filled with dozens of beauties over the next five to ten years...
Catching Paul by surprise, Ningguang softly inquired, "Who do you want to lose your virginity to...?"
Though it was purely coincidental, at least from Paul's perspective, his eyes briefly met Ganyu's. In reality, Ningguang had timed her question at the exact moment that Ganyu was handing them tea. She would prefer it if Paul's first partner in this life were someone gentle and service-minded rather than someone more selfish. Paul may not be a virgin, but if his first partner from the IOF was someone like Barbara, Ningguang felt as though things would become unnecessarily complicated.
Sensing the sudden surge of Paul's emotions as their gazes met, a faint blush spread through Ganyu's cheeks as she maintained eye contact and said, "If Master thinks I'm worthy...my heart is prepared..."
Having shed most of her 'baby fat' and changed into an outfit not all that dissimilar to the skin-tight garments she wore in her previous life, Ganyu had a very dangerous allure to her. She still had a ways to go before she regained her original appearance, but her charm was such that the Royal Family would 'demand' her inclusion into the Palace of Concubines if she ever appeared in public.
Strengthening Ganyu's chances, Ningguang whispered, "If you miss this opportunity, it would be years before you see each other again...are you truly willing to shun Ganyu's devotion just for a possibility of sleeping with some random girl you've never even met...?"
Though he had no intentions of sleeping with Ghislaine, at least not any time soon, Paul would be lying if he said Ningguang's words didn't affect him. Ganyu really was a very dutiful woman, so much so that Paul almost wished he could just take her wherever he went. If she had been the one to accompany him to the Academy, he might have already lost his faux v-card...
Like the Devil, or perhaps a Succubus, Ningguang pulled at the remnants of Paul's sensibilities, her voice a sultry purr as she said, "You wouldn't condemn members of the Migurdia Tribe for having intercourse, so why would you hold a three thousand year old Adeptus to a higher standard? Ganyu has been a maiden for more than three thousand years...don't you think she deserves some love...?"
Swallowing hard, Paul found himself at a complete loss for words. The things Ningguang was saying made a scary amount of sense. Mushoku Tensei was a world where Magical Races such as Hobbits, Migurdians, and a few subspecies of Demons resembled human children even after hundreds of years. He certainly wouldn't condemn them for procreating, so why was he so apprehensive about having sex with someone well over three thousand years old when she wasn't even human? The only reason she even looked as she did was because of him...
Making things both easier and exponentially harder on Paul, Ganyu's eyes lowered to the insuppressible tent in his trousers as she softly whispered, "Though you may think lesser of me for it...I have been looking forward to becoming one with Master. Ever since our very first encounter...I sincerely believed you were a man worthy of dedicating my everything to..."
With Paul saying nothing to stop her, Ganyu slowly unfastened the belt of his trousers, her purple-pink eyes glazing over slightly as the blush in her cheeks spread to the tips of her ears. She was more than a little nervous, but, at the same time, she was excited to experience what had compelled her mother to love a mortal man so many years ago...
Feeling a maddening fervor permeating his body, Paul's wavering eyes remained fixed on Ganyu as he said, "This is an order, Ningguang...if you or anyone else spiked my drink, tell me now..."
Tearing away the last vestiges of Paul's restraint, a sultry and amused chuckle emanated from Ningguang's throat as she placed her lips to his ear and whispered, "We spiked our own drinks with a mild sedative...this, these emotions you're currently experiencing, are entirely your own..."
As if to punctuate Ningguang's soul-shaking words, Ganyu managed to loosen Paul's trousers enough to unleash his not-so-little brother. It still had several years to grow, but it was already pushing fifteen centimeters when flaccid and twenty when erect. As strange as it sounded, it actually made Paul feel a little self-conscious as girls like Xinyan and Barbara had made minimal effort to conceal their increasingly fervid gazes whenever they bathed together...
Causing an awkward chuckle to emanate from Paul's throat, Ganyu, in her characteristically serene tone, calmly affirmed, "It's big..." before directing her watery eyes at him and asking, "May I...?"
Though he felt like his psyche was on the verge of fragmenting into tens of thousands of pieces, Paul managed an awkward smile as he answered, "Sure..." in an audibly shaky tone.
Returning a far more radiant and sincere smile, Ganyu tentatively reached forward to grab the base of Paul's inordinately prominent member as she muttered a heartfelt, "Thank you, Master...I might be inexperienced, but I promise to do my best..."
"Yeah..."
Not sure what else to say or do, a problem he hadn't experienced since he initially lost his virginity, Paul just stared in silence as Ganyu slowly figured things out. When she did, several waves of guilt immediately washed over Paul's mind, but they were quickly suppressed by far more prominent yet fleeting emotions...
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Chapter 45: MI45: A Shift in Perspective