Goshujin-sama to Yuku Isekai Survival! – Chapter 63

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Chapter 63 – Sylphy And Isla

 

“Ehehehe, Ko-su-ke.”

I lent my shoulder to Sylphy, who had completely lost her identity after drinking something she wasn’t used to, as we made our way to our private accommodation. It’s our private space, and I’ve put a lot of thought and care into making it soundproof. I wondered if it was okay that we were the only ones living in a special building, but everyone said yes, so I built it without hesitation.

“Sleep tight, okay? I’ll leave you some water.”

“Nyuun…”

I put Sylphy on the bed, put a jug of water and a ceramic mug on the table next to her, and went back to the living room to sit on the wicker couch.

“Phew…”

The floor plan of this building is almost the same as that of Sylphy’s, although the materials used are different. The only difference is that there is no cross hallway and no backyard, just a direct line to the bathroom.

I looked at the window, but the sun was still high in the sky. I had a meeting with Isla and the others in the morning, followed by miso and shoyu and brewing alcohol, and then a party. I ate lunch on the spot, and when everyone was drunk enough, I got out of there as quickly as possible. I left all the ale behind.

“It looks like wheat production will increase…”

There’s a theory that agriculture developed in ancient times on Earth ― that the cultivation of wheat flourished because the people wanted to drink ale, not eat bread. I don’t know if it’s true or not, but when I see everyone enjoying drinking rather than eating, I think it might not be so wrong.

Sylphy is sleeping peacefully, and I have no urgent business to attend to, so it’s been a while since I’ve relaxed. I set up a hammock stand in the living room, and while laying on it, I accessed the improved workbench I had placed between my eyes and tried out some item creations to see if I could make some interesting items.

“Hmm, I can’t make mithril bullets. I haven’t made a bayonet for my bolt-action rifle yet.”

There was a sword-attaching device, so it should be possible to make one.

“The material is mithril iron alloy…”

I’ve been told by the blacksmith Lamia that adding even a very small amount of mithril to the iron makes it stronger and more resistant to rust, which is very useful. When I actually tried it, I found that it was stronger than steel, so I’ve been replacing more and more of my equipment with mithril iron alloys.

 

・Bayonet for Bolt-Action Rifle (Made of mithril iron alloy) ― Material: Mithril Iron Alloy x 1, Wood x 1, Mechanical parts x 1

 

So it needs mechanical parts, huh? Oh, is it for the bayonet’s locking mechanism? I see.

The number of bolt-action rifles currently in production has increased slightly to fifteen. It would be a good idea to make 20 of them as spares. The only people actually using them are me, the cat-beastman Jagira, and a few other Liberation Army soldiers with excellent shooting skills.

I’d like to add a few more shooters, but I can’t procure ammunition for training… Assuming that 30 bullets are consumed in one training session, if there are 10 of them, the number of bullets consumed at one time is 300. What if this many people train every day? It would be a complete depletion of materials. Well, for now, the training is done once a week, so it’s manageable.

Even so, the weekly consumption of me, Jagira, and three others are 150 rounds. I can see how much a weapon like a gun is a money-grubber. With a crossbow, you can retrieve the arrows after target practice, and the arrowhead can be sharpened or cast into a new arrowhead if it’s a bit crushed.

What if this becomes a double-barreled gun? I don’t even want to think about it! The day is far away when we’ll be able to operate ammunition-hungry weapons like assault rifles and submachine guns.

Whether or not I actually make them, it’s useful to add various things to the crafting list in Item Creation. I haven’t actually made any, but I’ve already added over 100 weapons to my crafting list. Not only swords but firearms and weapons as well. I’ve actually made some of the better ones and kept them in my inventory. For example, I made a mithril weapon for myself.

“Fufufu… It’s exciting to have a dedicated weapon.”

I took out a so-called shortsword from my inventory. With a wide blade, the length of the blade is from my elbow to the tip of my middle finger. It’s a double-edged sword made of mithril with a simple flange and handle. I might as well name it piercing sword.

Eh? Is it not hidden? Let’s not worry about the details.

“Fufufu, what a beautiful sword.”

“Hmm, beautiful. That’s made of mithril, right?”

“That’s right, that’s right… Whoa!”

As I grinned at the mithril shortsword, before I knew it, Isla was standing right next to the hammock stand. Huh? When did she come in? I didn’t notice her at all.

It was dangerous, so I stored my sword in my inventory for the time being and stored the improved workbench as well.

“You came in out of nowhere.”

“Hmm, I’m here to talk to Her Highness.”

“O-oh.”

What will the conversation be about? I want to hear it, but I also don’t want to listen to it… No, I shouldn’t hear it, yeah.

“Sylphy is completely ruined and asleep.”

Isla wasn’t at the party, was she? I guess she’s not good at drinking. I don’t think I’m very good at it either.

“I see.”

Isla muttered with her usual blank expression and sat down next to me. The hammock swayed a little. For some reason, she started to pull on my arm. From the way she was pulling on my arm, it seemed she was planning to put me on her lap.

“H-hey.”

“Hmm.”

I tried to stop her, but Isla was stubborn. It could not be helped, so I decided to stop resisting and just accept her lap pillow. I can’t help but feel the warmth and softness of Isla’s thighs against the right side of my face. Although it was through her clothes.

“Well, under what situation is this?”

“I told you I would spoil you when you got back.”

“…I see.”

It seems that she is dutifully following what she said in the golem communication. Isla’s hand strokes my head. I can’t see her face, but I can sense that she’s enjoying herself.

“Are you feeling heavy?”

“It’s fine.”

But this position is slightly difficult for me. From sitting next to each other, I’m lying sideways with my upper body on her lap. This is hard for my back.

“This is fine.”

I placed a cushion against the wall, asked Isla to sit on it with her legs stretched out, and spread her legs a little so that I was completely in between them. This is a crotch pillow, not a lap pillow.

“It’s a little embarrassing, but it’s nice to be able to see Kosuke’s face.”

“That’s right, that’s right.”

The good thing about this position is that we can see each other’s faces, and the legs of the person on the pillow don’t get numb. With a slight blush on her cheeks and a faint smile on her face, Isla began to stroke my head. Aah, this kind of thing is also nice. This is the feeling of being spoiled by Isla, who at first glance looks like a little girl… Is this what you call motherliness?

“Isla is an adult, right?”

Hmm? Of course. I’m already thirty-two years old.”

“To my senses, you don’t look that old at all…”

To put it bluntly, she looks like a junior high school girl or even younger than that. I’m sure she’s not taller than 150cm. Her limbs are thin and tiny. I think her haircut also makes her look younger. Her large eyes may also be the reason why she looks so young.

“I really wonder about Kosuke. People are creeped out by odd figures like me.”

“Maybe that’s true. But, it doesn’t bother me at all.”

I’ve had a lot of exposure to the so-called monster girl genre. And I’m not afraid of them; instead, I like them a lot. The light class starts with Elves, Angels, Demon girls, and Animal-ears girls, and the middle class includes One-eyed girls, Lamia, Harpy, Arachne, Slime girls, different skin, black and white eyes, and so on.

There are many criteria for classifying people in this area, so this is just my standard. By the way, I’m a person who can go all the way to the middle.

When I reached out and touched Isla’s cheek, it was very soft. It was so smooth and puffy. She blushed a little, gently put her own hand on my hand, and rubbed her cheek against my hand. I can’t help it; her reaction is so cute.

“Isn’t Isla pretty spoiled too?”

“Yeah, I guess so. Shall we switch?”

“Let’s not do that.”

It’s not good for a guy to be in this position with a girl. It’s dangerous for the back of the head.

“Is that so?”

Whether she noticed it or not, Isla made a normal, disappointed face. It seems that Isla likes skinship. Sylphy tends to enjoy the conversation more. No, she likes skinship, too, though. She’s a real sweetheart.

By the way, how long are we going to continue this? Are we going to do this until Sylphy wakes up? Isn’t that going to be a complete disaster? Please help me, Sykes! What am I supposed to do at a time like this!

I spent about an hour and a half flirting with Isla while having such conflicts in mind.

“Hmm… You’re here, huh?”

“Yes.”

Sylphy woke up while yawning, and Isla, who was once again patting me on the crotch pillow, exchanged a short conversation, and then Sylphy disappeared straight to the bathroom. She must have had a lot to drink and needed to get something out.

“I think you’re on edge, but we talked about it to some extent yesterday.”

“I see.”

So, last night, after having a meal, Sylphy wandered out. I wonder if she went out to talk with Isla. Did she come here today to continue the talk?

“Can I ask what the discussion is about?”

“We’re going to discuss how to divide Kosuke.”

“Divide?”

“Yes, Your Highness will take the right half, and I will take the left.”

“You’re joking, right?”

“Of course I’m joking.”

Don’t make jokes with a straight face. It’s bad for my heart. I thought I was going to be cut in half by the Pale Moon. Sylphy, who came out of the bathroom, sat on a wicker couch and tapped her side. Apparently, she wanted me to sit down.

I stood up and sat down next to her. Isla sat down next to me. I was sandwiched on both sides by Sylphy and Isla.

“Now… how are we going to share Kosuke?”

“Hmm.”

“How about if Isla has priority while the sun is up and I have priority after the sun goes down?”

“That’s not fair. I want to sleep with Kosuke too.”

“Fumu… how about we take turns for one day?”

“That’s good. If someone can’t be around because of work, the one who is around getting all the money?”

“I guess that’s the only way. I have a lot of work to do, Isla has a lot of work to do, and Kosuke also has a lot of work to do.”

“Hmm, okay. Your Highness is the main wife, and I am the concubine?”

“Yes, I suppose so. However, there will be more in the future. Pirna and the other harpies.”

“We’ll talk about it when the time comes. Fortunately, the Harpy culture is originally about sharing one man with many people. We can learn a lot from them.”

“Yeah, Lamia and Harpy are basically all women, anyway.”

Hugging my arm, Sylphy and Isla are discussing my sharing plan in stereo. Me? I’ll just shut up and hold my breath. This kind of thing is never going to be a bonus if I interfere. I’m a machine that serves them. Yes.

“Do you have anything to add, Kosuke?”

“Hmm, your opinion is also important.”

I was trying to keep my breath down, but they talked to me. Damn, as expected, there’s no such thing as stealth at this distance.

“It’s best if you two get along like sisters.”

I think so from the bottom of my heart. It’s not good for the relationship to become strained. It’s mainly my mental health that’s at stake.

“Fumu, I see… just like the sisters. Then you can stop calling me princess, Isla.”

“What do I call you…?”

“Maybe you should call her Sylphy-anesama.”

Maybe Sylphy is a little older than her.

“Sylphy-anesama.”

“…It’s kind of awkward. Is it okay if I call you Isla as before?”

“Hmm, that’s fine. Sylphie-anesama.”

“Fufu… anesama. I was the youngest child, and I used to wish I had a sister. Well, that came true in an unexpected way.”

“Hmm.”

A harmonious atmosphere prevailed. It seems that their relationship is fine. I want them to share me like this. I’m happy that Sylphy and Isla get along so well; it makes me feel at peace. Yeah.

 

“Wait, wait, wait. Isn’t this happening too fast?”

I was trapped on the bed. My clothes had been stripped off before I could see them by Sylphy and thrown into the corner of the living room next to me. And in front of me were the glowing eyes of Sylphy and Isla.

“It’s not too early, though. Sooner or later, we’re going to have this kind of relationship.”

“Hmm, I’ve been prepared for this. I’ve also prepared some medicine. Nkuh… fuh.”

“What kind of medicine? Are you sure it’s safe?”

“There’s nothing to worry about. It’ll take a while for it to kick in.”

“Then I’ll show you where Kosuke’s weakness lies.”

“Hmm.”

“Wait, wait…?”

It was useless to resist.

 

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8 thoughts on “Goshujin-sama to Yuku Isekai Survival! – Chapter 63

  1. Them pinning him down and forcefully popping his threeway cherry aside this was quite a sweet interaction. All 3 of them are going to benefit from this new relationship dynamic in different ways. Sharing is caring at the end of the day.

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  2. I always hated harem, usually its trash story + trash harem, but there its good story + trash harem, no matter what, there will be a piece of trash like harem in ever isekai, yeah ? such a disgusting shame.

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