I Don’t Want To Be a Porter in the NTR Novel - Chapter 42



42 – Room you can’t get out of if you don’t ○X (1)

“… What are you trying to do by bothering Lindsay?

Why are you so impatient with bullying others?

With the saintess’ ability, it’s possible to make everyone a little happier, right?”

I couldn’t understand the saintess who could think of nothing but useless things in this world like the NTR development.

“Are you harassing me? I’m just looking for a way to make everyone happy.

Even the warrior can make you happy enough.

is it so. Can we make everyone happy together? In the fantasy I created, forever ♪”

A smiling saintess.

I still have no intention of conceding a word.

That mask-like smile is already familiar.

“… ”

I closed my mouth and didn’t answer.

The more you talk to her, the more you know.

No matter how you think about it, the reason why the saintess was so distorted was that super-powerful hypnotic ability.

With the ability to change human emotions at will, like flipping the palm of one’s hand, it’s no wonder that everything is trivial.

It’s because she can change who is unhappy and who is happy in less than a second if she puts her mind to it.

Such ability is disastrous.

To the saintess herself, and to everyone who met her.

There’s no way you can be truly happy when you have that kind of ability.

It is not happiness as an emotion created by forced brainwashing,

There is no way that the saintess will ever realize the true peace of mind or happiness that can be obtained by laughing, crying, and fighting as an ordinary human being.

It’s not like I know that well, but at least I can be confident that I know better than this psycho saint.

“… It’s not fun. Let’s take a look around the room.”

The saintess opened the door and began to look inside, probably tired of me not answering.

… It probably has an atmosphere similar to that of a motel or love hotel. (I’ve never been there)

On the pink wallpaper, a large heart-shaped pink bed and the tools used to do it are roughly visible.

“… What is that? It looks strange… ”

A saintess who seemed to be preoccupied with the unnecessarily modern landscape.

At that moment, an idea passed through my mind.

What would happen if we pushed the saintess right now and locked her in this room?

It is natural that human beings cannot do ○○ with themselves.

In other words, it is assumed that a saintess locked in this room alone will never come out.

I will isolate you from this world forever.

Resolutely determined, I positioned myself for momentum.

I’m a little confident in my footwork, so I never miss it.

It must have been too simple to push the saintess, who was completely absorbed in the room, into the room.

I stepped on the Tatat floor and made a quick dash. Then, he violently pushed the saintess’ back.

“Sleep, porter… ? Kyaa!”

I pushed the saintess into the room. And slammed the door to the room.

The moment the door closed, it clicked and locked tightly, preventing it from opening.

“… I did it.”

I lost strength in my legs.

There is no sense of reality to the extent that I wonder if it is a dream or a fantasy.

The situation is so unknown that I wonder if I have already met a bad ending.

And the next moment, I fell all over the pink room.

[SYSTEM:

○Individual entry is not possible for rooms that cannot be exited without suing.]

“… Gee, porter. Did you want to do something like that, like that, like that with me… ?”

The saintess, whose face was blushing, fell as I had pushed her earlier,

He was lying face down in the room, with only his head facing this way.

f*cked.

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“… There’s no way I would want to do something like that with someone like you.”

I chewed and spit out.

Either that or not, the saintess is half-lying, putting her hand on her lips with a strange expression, and pretending to be bewitching.

“is that so? However, this room… ○If you don’t do it, you will never be able to leave.”

This female saintess is noisy without shame.

It seems that she has no real awareness that she is a saint, so there would be no point in arguing.

Perhaps the real saintess is Lindsay.

“Even if I die, I won’t do it.”

“Aha, you see… ? I would never do it if the porter didn’t want me.

I’m not going to use my powers to make you want me.

I swear to the goddess, absolutely. Yo♪”

A saintess who smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed and spat out confidently.

It’s a wicked laugh.

I forgot that this woman hates to lose like a child.

When I kept my mouth shut and didn’t do anything, the saintess got up and started looking around.

“Ah, porter. The bed is hard!”

The saintess threw herself on the queen-size heart-shaped bed as if diving, and exclaimed in wonder.

It is surprising that it is hard because it is a bed that looks very soft from the outside.

“I’d say it’s hard… It’s hard, or it has elasticity.”

Now I am lying on the bed and rocking my body.

The shaking feeling is similar to that of a hard spring bed.

“Can I eat this?”

Saying that, the saintess lifted it up,

It was a translucent plastic container filled with a sticky-looking liquid that was openly hot pink on the shelf next to the bed.

I’ve never used it, but no matter how I look at it, it’s a gel that I use for erotic purposes.

“… I recommend not eating it.”

“is it so?”

As soon as she hears my words, the saintess picks up the gel and squeezes it into her mouth.

Also, you don’t listen to me at all.

I’m tasting it while messing around.

I forewarned

“Umm, sweet and delicious!

Porter-sama, you’re trying to eat something like this by yourself… It sucks!”

what?

Wasn’t that love gel?

I hurriedly received the gel from the saintess and looked at the ingredient list.

[There is no problem if ingested during play!

Completely harmless to human body. NTRCo Co., Ltd.]

You don’t believe it at all?

What is the name of the corporation?

And seeing how he talks about playing, it seems that the gel I was thinking of is right.

I don’t really want to eat too much.

I’ve seen somewhere that whipped cream was used as a love gel in the Middle Ages, but is it something similar to that?

The saintess was looking at other things in the meantime.

There must be many strange things in the eyes of the saintess.

I also saw it again after a long time.

I thought tissue paper was a common thing, but it’s been a long time since I’ve seen it.

“Yum ♪”

But why are you eating tissues?

Putting anything in your mouth means graduating around elementary school.

The saintess fumbled through the tissue and then spat it out.

You know what not to swallow.

“The taste is amazing.”

“That’s not eating.”

“Then where do I use it?”

“It is mainly used to clean things.”

“aha.”

The saintess continues to pull tissues out of the tissue box as if it were strange.

You’re wasting paper.

“Porter, water comes out of here! What kind of artifact is it?”

It’s just a faucet.

I don’t know why, but this large room has a faucet, washbasin, and even a bathtub on one side.

I don’t know what the heck it’s for.

I’ve never seen a faucet in this world either.

If you think about it, people in this world would rather use water magic than dig water pipes underground.

It’s not a very difficult magic.

“Hot and cold water available!”

Even the shower seems strange.

I envy you because you seem to have a lot of strange things.

“Look, porter, what a strange toy!”

The saintess is now blowing a pink ○ dome into a balloon.

I decided not to tell you what it really was.

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Maybe next time I’ll make that into a water balloon.

You can tell by looking at the excitement of inserting the ○Dome into the faucet.

“Wow, it’s growing so much!”

“Whoa, porter… It’s hot… ”

After playing with ○Dome for a while, it must be hot now.

No, looking sideways at her and seeing her clothes untied, it seems that she is openly trying to seduce her.

Do you think he’ll fit in with such an obvious thing?

I just ignored the saintess.

”… Porter, the bathroom… . I’m in a hurry… ”

… f*ck.

The saintess, whose face was red to the limit, was crouching in the corner of the room without facing me.

I’ll leave it to your imagination how she handled it.

I’m guessing, but I haven’t seen it either.

“… Are you ashamed of what you did now?”

“… If you say one more word, I’ll erase all of the porter’s memories after the age of 3… ”

“I heard you don’t use your abilities.”

“It doesn’t make me want you.

Come to think of it, I think even a baby porter would be fine.

Don’t you want to eat Mama?”

Then, the saintess smiled broadly with a blushing face.

“Maybe you want to eat.”

i’m not okay at all

“… I’m fed up now!”

The saintess shouted as she threw the ○Dome water balloon at the wall.

Fortunately, the water balloon did not burst.

You seem to have played very well so far?

Is there anyone who can play this much with motel supplies?

“I need to break a sweat and wash myself. What about the porter?”

The saintess looked this way while putting on a pissed-off expression—probably a s*xy expression on her own.

“I will sleep.”

I have no intention of reacting at all.

It’s just playing with things.

I turned around and lay down on the bed, staring at the wall.

I’m glad it’s not a room where the walls are all mirrors.

It can’t be helped that there is only one queen size bed,

Whatever it is, I’m going to sleep, so I guess it doesn’t matter.

I close my eyes and try to sleep,

The sound of clothes rubbing against the floor is heard.

It’s probably a nun’s uniform.

The sound of the shower water.

Closing your eyes doesn’t mean you can block everything.

It seems inevitable that useless scenes are drawn in my head.