I Don’t Want To Be a Porter in the NTR Novel - I Don’t Want To Be a Porter in the NTR Novel chapter 43

43 – Room you can’t get out of if you don’t ○s (2)

“~♪~♪♪”

The saintess is humming while washing herself now.

Although strangely familiar to the ear,

It’s not a melody like anything I know.

Even if you try not to pay attention, you care.

“~♪”

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Mixed with the hum, the sound of rubbing one’s body against something can be heard.

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Maybe he’s wearing a shower towel or something.

And again, the sound of water splashing.

… I try to force myself to sleep by erasing the imaginings in my head, but I can’t sleep.

I don’t think it’s time to go to sleep in the first place.

From now on, I should stop worrying about what the saintess is doing and think about something else.

One sheep, two sheep…

…

eighteen sheep. nineteen sheep.

It looks like a pink sheep just passed by, the same color as Pericana.

… The hum and the sound of the water stop abruptly, and the rustle is heard again.

Have you washed your body?

It seems that he is washing himself now.

no

How many sheep did you count?

It seems that the saintess is walking this way.

“I’m a porter, are you sleeping?”

The saintess speaks slowly, but I have no intention of answering at all.

It looks like you’re already near the bed.

As I stayed still, something cold splashed on my face.

Did you splash the water with your finger?

He flinched briefly, but did not react further.

“Porter~ If you keep sleeping~ will you just attack me?”

Hearing the saintess’s whisper, I jumped up.

They met emerald eyes and two eyes.

The distance is very close.

What immediately caught my eye was the figure of a saintess wearing a light pink bathrobe.

Her wet golden hair glistened in the white fluorescent light.

A method of fastening the hem of a long gown by tying it around the waist.

It is an ordinary gown.

It’s not particularly strange, but…

I feel like I can’t get less exposure because of my body.

Especially the upper body part.

“… Did you sleep well, porter?”

The saintess grinned meaningfully as she looked at my face.

“… Thanks.”

Well, of course he knew that I wasn’t sleeping.

In the first place, my clothes are the same as when I entered this room.

A belt over a cotton shirt and leather trousers.

It’s not terribly uncomfortable, but it’s also not very comfortable to wear.

There’s no way I could sleep in a situation like this in the first place.

“… I really like it here. Would you like to wash the porter too?”

Still, the voice of the saintess is relaxed and calm.

I don’t know what you’re thinking.

“no.”

“Does it smell? You have no manners.”

Is it time for manners?

I lay back on the bed without answering further.

“… Then I’ll just sleep.”

The saintess naturally lay down next to me.

It smells like a floral body wash.

As I lay down, the gap between the gowns widened even more, and the flesh-colored part on the chest…

I turned to the other side.

“… porter. Are you really not going to do anything with me?”

The saintess asked me in a calm voice.

“… yes. I told you.”

“I have to stay here until I die. then.”

“… ”

I am starting to understand the situation more and more.

I didn’t realize it at first.

Just like I tried to imprison the saintess, in the end, this room…

Unless the saintess and I mix, it is certain that we will never be able to come out.

It is a very scary room.

When I first heard it, I thought it was a room that could only be used as a gag material.

So, wouldn’t it be okay if I just close my eyes and swipe away?

… Because I don’t want to die in a place like this,

If so, it seems that there is no other way after all.

Suddenly the body does not move.

Because the opponent is a Munchkin hypnotic brainwashed saint.

Planning a needlessly long NTR development against the hero,

Aren’t you writing a BL novel about me and the hero while bleeding from your nose?

Also, I like Sherlock Holmes.

She is a woman who cannot understand even a single principle of action.

Dangerous like radioactive material.

You never know what might happen if you touch it wrong.

there…

“… Aha, porter. No, ‘Eugene’ said that she had never been in a relationship with a woman before♪”

“… is it so.”

I was offended by the saintess’ strangely sneering tone, but I had nothing else to say.

This woman, like no one else, knows my past.

I’m not sure how far I’ve been talking to her, but it’s quite embarrassing.

“… To think that you have never experienced a woman in your two lives… ”

The saintess is playing by poking my back with her fingers.

Now it’s a playful voice that’s completely teasing.

“… Maybe. It hasn’t been long since I came to this world.”

It seems like over a year has passed.

After all, isn’t it possible for a person to be a fool?

… is not it? I do not know.

Anyway, I haven’t had time to worry about that in my life.

Today was a battle of whether or not I could put food in my mouth.

I worked part-time jobs since high school, ran out of my house, and saved money by doing deliveries and factory work.

I was able to get out of the day job by moving my tired body and writing a novel on a notepad in my spare time.

It was a pleasure to be able to put proper food in one’s mouth.

“… Hey, by the way, how was the world of ‘Eugene’?

It would be a world without the ability I have.

The world Sherlock Holmes lived in was like that too.”

… Is the saintess interested in the world I lived in?

From the point of view of a person from another world, this is the world I lived in.

This world water is not the soup content.

“Well, roughly. Sherlock Holmes is a fictional character.”

If the saintess had seen Harry Potter, she would have mistakenly thought that I also came from the magical world.

“Then what about London?”

“I could actually go to London. I’ve never been there. Wouldn’t it have taken half a day by plane… ”

“Beng-giyo?”

Come to think of it, there’s no way I know about airplanes.

“An airplane is a vehicle that carries hundreds of people while flying through the sky. I’ve never ridden… ”

Because I’ve never been to that common trip to Jeju Island.

“Is that possible without magic?”

The saintess’ voice sounded suspicious.

“Any sufficiently advanced science is indistinguishable from magic.”

Here we have borrowed the venerable words of Arthur C. Clarke.

***

“… So, surrounded by Soviet forces, Hitler committed suicide in a bunker… ”

“Yes. There is also a story that the death was caused by cyanide poisoning, so it’s not accurate, but… ”

Unexpectedly, the conversation with the saintess continued unnecessarily long.

I didn’t know that the story would continue until the rise and fall of World War II.

By the way, what kind of person wrote the story of the world I lived in here as if it were a novel?

Are you a human who was caught in this world before me?

After talking for a long time, it was natural for him to lie face-to-face with the saintess on the bed, as if talking.

That’s what I just realized.

They are making eye contact with emerald eyes, and their moist golden hair stands out.

The white skin that looks soft…

“… Great.”

I cleared my throat and lay down on the opposite side.

I had a lot of pointless conversations with this strange-minded saint.

you should just sleep

“… How are you?”

The saintess saw my actions and shed a meaningful word.

With a rustling sound, a very soft and voluptuous touch touched his back.

… this is what i imagine

And the saintess’ arms wrapped around my neck.

Is it a back hug?

The sweet scent of flowers tickles your nose.

No matter how hard I am, I can’t fall for something like this.

I thought, and I managed to catch the opposite s*x who was trying to get out.

“… The porter… Do you hate me?”

I hear the saintess’s sweet whispers in my ears.

“… There’s no way you can like it.”

I barely exhaled.

“… Why?”

“Well, looking at what you did after that… ”

“yes?”

Ah, come to think of it, the saintess doesn’t know the story behind this novel.

I tried to prevent its development,

It is ironic that the villain, who is responsible for the development, does not know what he has done.

“… Anyway, torturing Lindsay,

There’s no way I’d like you if you’re planning something like crashing the warrior’s party.”

“Can I not do that?”

“… I can’t. What the hell did Lindsay do to you?”

“… Did I do anything wrong?”

“Then leave me alone. Let other people live their lives… ”

“You don’t like it?”

It’s a refreshingly clean answer.

In the end, the negotiations broke down again.

In the end, there is no point in leaving this room as it is.

The saintess will devise a strange plan again. like now.

i won’t be able to stop it

The saintess’ arms that were wrapped around her neck loosened.

Did you change your posture?

“… That’s why I can’t like you.”

I said softly.

“But, if the porter-sama works hard, I might not touch other people ♪”

“… yes?”

“I’m just following the voice of the ‘evil god’ who is interested in me just for fun.

But, if the porter satisfies me more than the ‘evil god’…

… you know? You said that before, right?”

I turned and looked at the saintess.

Looking at this side with narrow eyes, a hand pillow and a posture as if half buried in the bed.

It seems that the straps of the gown are also slightly untied.

I don’t know if it was done on purpose, but the flesh color was more exposed.

A defenseless attitude to catch me with common words.

In other words, it can be seen as an attitude of seduction.

“… You have a really bad heart.”

“yes. I know~”

You know.

worse quality

“It’s not just about chasing your own fun,

How about making the world a little more beautiful or making others happy?”

“… well? Some just want to see the world burn.

Isn’t that beautiful too?”

Are you a f*cking joker?

He smiles brightly and makes scary noises.

“… And you can do it anytime to make people happy.”

Are you talking about making people happy with hypnotic brainwashing?

The saintess is always out of focus.

“… That’s not real happiness.”

“Then what is true happiness?”

“… With close friends and family, you can endure hardships and suffering together, and live with a smile on the joyous things.”

It might be funny to say that I don’t have much experience like that, but

I am looking forward to such a future. always.

“It’s boring. None of it touches me.

Besides, I have no friends or family.”

Simply put, my little dreams were denied.

And no friends or family.

Somehow it seemed so.

“Here. What true happiness is like this, the porter can teach me in a way that touches me.

Could it be that you are not confident because of your lack of experience? ?”

The saintess is poking my cheeks with her fingers.

Are you angry

I’m about to get angry at the saintess’ joke-like attitude.

I grabbed the saintess by the waist with my arms and pulled her hard.

I brought my face closer to the saintess.

“… Then what about the saintess?”

“… yes?”

The saintess’ face was stained with bewilderment.