Free Web NovelChapter 13: Siren Stronghold [ 9 ] *
With every passing minute, the queue only got longer. Whistling to himself, Nacho went ahead and entered the inn through the open window, arriving in the room he had cleaned up.
Coincidentally, Lizbeth was already here.
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"Yep. Customers are slowly piling up, so get ready to open," Nacho replied.
She peeked through the slightly open door and froze.
"T-There’s ten people already? That’s as many people as I get within half a day of opening. Woah... These advertisements are really good. What did you tell them?" she asked.
"Heh. I said if they bought something, they’d get a free massage. Ah, on that note, let me test something, if you don’t mind," Nacho replied and pulled out a blindfold.
She flinched a little seeing it, but still let him put it on her.
"How is it? Is it too tight? Can you see anything through it?"
Lizbeth shook her head. "Mm. It’s fine. I can’t see anything. It feels gentle too."
Nodding to himself, Nacho undid the blindfold and stored it. Then, he put a partial mask over his face and exhaled.
"Welp. You did a good job in this room. The table is clean, and this room smells nice now. We’re ready to open, don’t you think?"
"Hum... Yes. I think we are. I took out some new chairs from upstairs, so they shouldn’t break this time. If we earn a lot, we can replace them." Lizbeth closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths.
Then, she walked away and opened the inn.
For the next half an hour or so, nothing unusual happened. Those who came to eat, ate. When they saw where the massage was, a lot of them grew suspicious.
I don’t blame them though. The door looks like something to a literal toilet.
But just as he thought that there would be no one brave enough to come here, someone knocked on the door, then opened it.
It was a beautiful brown haired woman with really long nails.
"Hey? Are you the masseuse? Is this where the free massage is?"
Nacho gave her a thumbs up. "Yup. Come lay down on the table. The massage will take 15 minutes or so. Ah, you’ll also have to put on a blindfold."
She narrowed her eyes. "This isn’t some kind of sex thing, is it?"
Nacho stared at her for a moment in disbelief.
"If it was, I wouldn’t tell you. But no, it’s not." He gestured at the table and tossed the blindfold to her. "Put the blindfold on, and face down. Try to relax."
She hesitated for another second, then shrugged and climbed onto the table.
"Fine. But if anything weird happens I’m reporting you to the authorities."
"If you say so," Nacho replied, and once she was all settled, he began.
Since he realized he was pretty shit at being a masseuse, he didn’t even try it. Instead, he summoned his first tentacle and gently brushed it along the back of the brown haired woman.
"Aah~?"
Her whole body twitched, her feet curling up for a moment, then lowering in embarrassment.
"W-Wait, what was that just now? What are you doing—Ah... Aah~ Aaah~"
Nacho continued his work, moving the tentacle in slow, deliberate strokes across her shoulders and down her spine. She squirmed against the table, protesting with small and supple moans that dissolved into breathless gasps.
He could feel her gradually relaxing despite her obvious confusion, her body responding to sensations she’d never experienced before.
"Aah~ Aaah~! S-Slow down a little~ P-Please~"
She burrowed her head into the pillow, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as sloppy sounds resounded, mixed with her love juices.
As the daughter of a well-renowned merchant, she prided herself on her willpower. Nothing would have ever changed that.
...Or so she thought.
But within minutes, every wall she had built crumbled without her permission.
Her composed merchant’s daughter exterior, the one she’d maintained since childhood, dissolved completely. She couldn’t think straight, couldn’t form a single coherent protest, couldn’t remember why she’d ever been suspicious in the first place.
All she could think of at the moment was how she didn’t want this feeling to ever end.
By the time it was over, she rolled over and lay on her back, staring at the ceiling and gasping for air.
As for Nacho, he checked the pop-ups with a revitalized expression.
[Lewd Act Performed: Tentacle Massage]
[Talent Stolen: Iron Will (Rare)]
Ohhhh. That’s actually a really good one. Nacho smiled. My will is already pretty strong since I’m not human, but with a Talent like this, I’d be able to focus more on strategy.
He didn’t want what happened with Sera to repeat itself.
He stored it away mentally and glanced at the woman still catching her breath on the table.
"I’d say take your time, but someone knocked on the door like five times already. So chop chop, get moving. You can always come here tomorrow."
She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Instead, she slowly got off the table, steadied herself, and then limped out of the room, opening the door.
But before leaving, she said:
"My name’s Vanessa... I’ll be back here same time tomorrow. You better be here."
And with that, she finally left, closing the door behind her.
"Phew..."
Nacho quickly used Water Manipulation to get rid of all the sweat and the smell, tossing it out of the window. Afterwards, he decided to put on some gloves, because things did get a little out of hand.
Why are all these women sprinklers?
Either way, he turned to the door and opened it, letting in the next woman, then the next... And the next. Each one was just like Lizbeth and Vanessa. Some were even more lewd, squirting all over the table, and even being unable to walk afterwards.
It got dark fairly quickly, and it seemed like the Old Willow Inn would close soon.
Nacho hummed as he led the last woman out of the room and cleaned it up.
I got so many Talents today. A lot merged too. Too bad the officers were too suspicious, so they left. Oh well, It’s about time I checked my Status screen.
He opened the status screen, and at the same time, he spotted a woman wearing a full set of armor, similar to Sera walk up to the door, and with a warm expression, she nodded at him.
"Are you the masseuse?"
