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 6

6 – Porter, quit (3)

Caiman prays for everyone’s forgiveness while shedding tears.

He seemed to feel very guilty because his cooking made his colleagues slightly sick to their stomachs.

But… when Princess Eleysia was on duty,

Since the party members had already eaten more terrible things than poison, I wasn’t angry…

Caiman’s behavior was just too cute.

In the first place, he was immune to things like light stomach upset because he had a saintess.

“…Doesn’t it seem like the porter has become a doddle lately?”

Seeing that, Seria murmured.

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More knowledgeable than the others, she also knew what mushrooms were in the mushroom stew she ate.

I don’t know about other colleagues who have been purely adventurous,

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Mushrooms used for such vulgar purposes were mixed among them.

‘…but what the hell did the porter intend to put these mushrooms in? Did he even become interested in alchemy…?

Or, really…?’

Could it be that… is that porter also [of the same kind] as her?

Seria’s body began to tremble a little with excitement at the thought of just in case.

‘Oops, not yet… not yet. I can’t reveal it yet.

A little more, until everything is ripe.’

Seria licked her lips secretly.

The top secret of the church’s underground that no one could see except for the selected high-ranking people,

Sacred cards drawn by Saint Seria herself after receiving an oracle from the goddess.

The result has a supreme beauty that even the best artists of the time can never imitate.

No one can even doubt that it is not a card of the Goddess.

And it, more than anything else, points out those who are most definitely suitable for the warriors’ party.

On one of the cards, ‘The Hanged Man’, the person depicted was undoubtedly a caiman.

Endurance, suffering, sacrifice, humility.

The meaning contained in the arcana made her understand why he was given the role of [porter] in the hero’s party.

And that [porter] was the last puzzle piece she needed.

‘…I have to bring the porter into my plan somehow.’

And the card Seria received directly from the goddess is The Lovers.

When she was commissioned by an oracle to draw a picture that symbolized herself… she deliberately changed the top and bottom sides.

It was a feat she was able to do because she already knew what cards she would receive.

With that, Arcana’s true intentions were deceived from everyone.

Everyone who watched the god-sent scene could only admire the beauty of the card.

The lover card in the right direction has positive meanings such as [affection, healing, divine power, and benevolence], but…

The Lover card in reverse has negative meanings such as [lost love, betrayal, lies, unethical choices, seduction].

It penetrated her essence so well.

The power of the goddess found the [traitor] too easily, but

Thanks to her already noticing that and tricking everyone by redrawing the card in the right direction…

No one could notice it now.

That she’s not really a saint.

“Ugh. That kind of look is also cute in a different way.”

It was Eleysia who secretly smiled at Caiman.

After eating the stew, I felt like my body was getting strangely hot, but

She didn’t quite know what this feeling was.

Not befitting the name, Caiman was a stocky, sunburnt, muscular, blond-haired strong-looking man.

He was the owner of chestnut-brown, fluffy-looking hair, and skinny muscles that still looked like a cute boy.

Naturally, it was bound to arouse her protective instincts.

“…cute.”

With a voice that no one else could hear, Alice muttered like a passer-by.

The strange effects of the mushrooms were even affecting her. But that wasn’t all.

The flow of Caiman’s mana was barely noticeable to her.

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Mana, who pretended to be dark, soon began to brighten again and looked like a twinkling, twinkling star.

She didn’t know exactly what it meant yet, but she liked the way it looked.

Its look and feel resembled the Milky Way she used to see in her hometown when she was young.

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“Whoops, porter… there’s nowhere else to run…”

“…cute.”

Please don’t run at me in front of the hero…

And even your childhood friend.

Everyone has their eyes closed somewhere.

It’s too risky. Totally a big deal.

Survival instinct screams silently in my head.

“Ka, caiman… I’m hot too…”

…but why are you making such a hot expression when you look at me, warrior?

Is it just because I, the only same-s*x friend at the party, became a will?

I hope you don’t have any other thoughts?

scary. I am so scared I can’t stand it.

Being the weakest, I couldn’t offer any resistance.

At dawn when everyone was asleep, I was walking through the woods alone out of the tent.

Because everyone ate the strange mushroom, tonight everyone was tangled up in the tent and it was a mess.

It’s all my own work, but what is the probability that mushrooms with aphrodisiacs will be mixed among the mushrooms?

It took some time for the status ailments of the party members to subside.

It was really tiring. either mentally or physically.

In fact, I am bad. I just wish I could be more comfortable.

As I read,

Let’s do ×X with the princess, and then do ×X with the saintess.

If you do ×× with ××, then ×× becomes ××××**.**

Plus ××, ××? Then everyone can be happy.

××, and ××, ××, and ××…

To me, thinking of something like garbage that I couldn’t even think of,

Again, the damn blue letters came to mind in front of my eyes.

Whoever sees this must have already gone mad.

Or firmly cursed.

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“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.”

I laughed.

Why? Why the hell am I still the porter of this party?

Really everything is perfect for this party. A benevolent and kind saint who knows how to use divine power. A super-genius wizard who lacks words and the hero’s childhood friend. A strong and dependable princess who knows how to be considerate of the weak, but never bends her will.

A hero who is as gentle as a breeze, yet has the same philanthropy as a true saint, and works harder than anyone else.

porter here,

Kindergarten writer.

What crime is the porter here for, who only produced scraps of type that would be embarrassing to tell anyone that he wrote a novel? Sin of not writing an NTR novel with an NTR title?

Why the hell is the porter stuck here?

The answer is obvious. I already know the answer.

Except for NTR, there is no existence value of being a porter.

A job that shouldn’t exist in a normal warrior’s party. that’s the porter

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“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.”

Any action that tries to avoid NTR results in NTR.

I am a toy, the god of NTR, a toy that NTR’s constellation only looks down on.

They are pitiful puppets who do not even have the right to quit being porters or their own free will.

Sapil return, water flows downward.

Just as water flows down, it is a natural flow for the porter of the warrior party to NTR the warrior party members.

It is like the providence of nature and the wheel of fate that turns as always.

Following Mother Nature’s will, I become a seeker who walks the path of NTR.

…So, after giving up everything for a while, I shook my head again.

That’s right, I’m a man who couldn’t write an NTR novel even with the NTR title.

For reference, I read a lot of NTR novels with NTR titles, and even after trying to organize all the settings and plots, I couldn’t write an NTR novel myself.

I knew for sure that this would make money.

Numerous NTR novels that entered the rankings at that time proved it.

And I was in a deep slump.

Before I went to the army, I only earned my living by writing novels.

I started typing again after I was discharged from the army.

The harem novels I created, no different from or less than anyone else’s, began to escape everyone’s attention.

So, I started with a provocative title.

After seeing the reactions of the readers, I thought that if I started serializing, I would be able to write any kind of novel.

But, in the end, it was my mistake.

In the end, I couldn’t write an NTR novel.

The reason is simple. Because I hated to write.

If you don’t even want to write it, you just hate doing it yourself several times, dozens of times.

…already know

It’s impossible to stop being a porter by using shallow moves.

It’s clear that if I protest like this to quit, those nice people won’t let me go.

So just… now let’s run away. let’s go to sleep

If you run away, everything will be solved.

If you run away, everything will really work out.

Come to think of it, all this time I was just running away.

Even when my parents were being chased by creditors, I only ran away into the world of thin fiction.

Even when I had to write a novel, I ran away. In the end, I ran away with the content that I could write comfortably.

Eventually, running away, running away, the place I arrived at after running away,

The world of fiction I always escaped to.

It’s not really even funny.

Running away, running away, having to run away to this place where I arrived.

But now I really can’t find any other option other than escaping at night.

It’s hopeless.

“hahahaha…”

…Come to think of it, even if I run away, what should this b*tch do?

Come to think of it, everything goes back to normal without me and this b*tch.

A porter with a big cock who carelessly makes fun of the main gun head,

If there are no saints who uselessly destroy other people’s minds…

A good and strong party of warriors is sure to decapitate the demon king somehow!

I secretly ran away alone for no reason,

It would be a big deal if the hero somehow turned black because of this b*tch, like walking cancer cells or radioactive materials, and the reign of the Demon King came.

I can’t even dream of a life like a former adventurer who cooks rice peacefully, or a current restaurant owner.

So, while running away…

“ha ha ha…”

In my eyes, which had already gone crazy, one item caught my eye.

Constellation crazy about NTR, you’re useful too.

…I’m going to kidnap this b*tch and reshape her mind.

I’m really going to make a dog and a thousand lines.

But I knew all too well what a dangerous explosive woman this b*tch was.

So, you have to plan, plan.

If I lose my guard even for a moment, I’m sure I’ll be hypnotized and brainwashed, and my plans will be ruined.

So no matter what, I have to come up with a genius plan, with all my brain, a plan.