No Panties Dungeon (Part 8)

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I do not know what happened. However, after the red smoke subsided. I saw a corpse lying on the ground. Shows a disgusting figure wearing a red bandana like a hunted animal. My eyes, which were still filled with tears, slowly felt a very sharp, spicy sensation. The old female trader behind me gave me warm water mixed with mint leaves to reduce the burning sensation in my eyes. After washing my face and reducing the tears that continued to flow out. All the merchants setting up shop nearby suddenly wore their hoods, covering their faces for something.

"What happened?" I muttered without expecting an answer.

The old female trader who helped me hurriedly put on her hood, following the flow created by the other traders.

Observing the rapidly changing surroundings, the crowd of merchants surrounding the disgusting corpse broke into a huge, attention-grabbing commotion. The young stranger moved through the crowd and disappeared.

"So that's what happened."

"A merchant alliance that cares about each other, " my little question had been answered.

The mysterious young man disappeared and left the fox girl who looked in pain because of the smell of pepper and rotten chilies that pierced her sensitive nose.

The fox girl slowly walked away and I followed her from behind.

Our small footsteps moved in rhythm and left small footprints that slowly grew larger. The fox girl suddenly ran towards one of the inns located in a densely populated area. Her running suddenly stopped and she looked at me with a sinister smile.

Without warning, she threw her short sword towards my body. Leaving a trail of wind that rustles my hair.

"Slow," commented the fox girl.

Her body movement suddenly ran towards me and threw a quick punch. My body moved to dodge but her slap hit my cheek. That small slap made me lose control and take out the katana that was stored at my waist. Gives a counterattack in the form of a horizontal slash which she can easily dodge.

The fox girl smiled at me. Seeing her smile tempted me to continue attacking. The short sword she threw had returned to her fist. I didn't realize when she took it and focused on my movements to defend against her fast attack.

"Too slow, so different from Shiisou," the small remark sounded like comparing me to the foreign youth's fast movements.

My memories of the young man's movements made my body envy by his fighting speed. Using a simple weapon in the form of a small knife that looked like a kitchen knife, the young man was able to offset and destroy the attack of the fox girl in front of me.

The fox girl's attack broke my defense and was able to release the katana from my grasp. This feeling of helplessness made me realize the difference in our strengths.

The short sword strike and the combination of the fox girl's punch managed to change the appearance of my face covered in light red bruises. She resisted the attack using a short sword to avoid any unwanted injuries due to my weak strength.

Her small gasp was heard. The fox girl stopped her attacks and walked casually towards me.

"Forget about this useless training, even Shiishou ignored our training and went into the inn," said the fox girl.

"Shiishou? "Is that man staying at this place?" I said.

Behind me, I saw a simple inn that was decorated like a small restaurant.

The fox girl's gaze seemed to glow with a strange smile. Approaching my body to whisper words that invite my curiosity.

"If you want, I can persuade Shiishou to take you as a new student to train with me," whispered the fox girl.

My body suddenly felt a cold that made my body tremble. The strange smile on her face seemed to indicate hidden dirty intentions.

"But, it's not easy to do. You need to pay for Shiishou's training with your body!" she said cheerfully.

"I already guessed!" I replied without thinking.

Since childhood, my body has had growths that have always attracted men's eyes. Especially with long hair and my fairly large chest.

"Uhhh..." Forget about the large size of my chest. The fox girl in front of me has a chest size much bigger than mine. Boasting about the size of my chest that is far behind makes my heart ache. My hand unconsciously touched my sweaty chest.

"Hmm... You don't want to train with Shiisou?" The fox girl's ears drooped listlessly, making me look like a bully.

"N-No, it's not like that. I-I don't have the experience to do something like that," I tried to explain my body condition and refused to accept payment methods that involve sexual activity.

"I can help you!" the fox girl answered enthusiastically, wagging her tail from side to side quickly.

Her smile and enthusiasm made my body accept the invitation without resistance.

Perhaps, this is the bad karma that occurs when someone cannot refuse.

"Let's meet Shiisou!!" the fox girl exclaimed and dragged me by the hand to follow her.

My decision to seek strength without caring about feelings has led me to actions that are difficult for me to explain in words.

For the first time, I saw a man's body and its body muscles forming a square line. Gives an impression that makes me amazed at the perfection of his body. His face, which was not covered by the hood, looked very handsome with his messy black hair. Fall asleep soundly enjoying the breeze blowing through the window.

The fox girl showed me something, a soft object covered by a blanket. I understand the object she is holding. She played with the head and stuck out her tongue to wake up the sleeping soft thing. The owner of the object made a small sound in his sleep, feeling his object being played with by the fox girl.

Her hands grabbed my body and forced my face closer to it. The smell of men's sweat makes my nose feel comfortable. Different from the smell of disgusting men which often makes me uncomfortable, this scent attracts my attention. It's like finding the right aromatherapy smell for an air freshener.

Without realizing it, my nose got closer to the object and touched the tip.

It twitched when it received the touch and slowly rose to reveal its skin-covered tip with a large, shiny head. The fox girl smiled at me and toyed with the object with her lips. Gently kissing his head which was glistening with saliva.

The games played by fox girls involve kissing and moving their tongues to follow the shape of the object's head. She washed away the scent of sweat with her saliva. I felt a little disappointed when the smell of sweat disappeared.

Observing the fox girl's game, I learned something new outside of the wedding class I had taken. As a girl who was about to experience marriage, my parents sent several special experts regarding domestic relations and sexual activities to meet my future husband's needs.

Until it got dark, the fox girl's game continued until the owner of the object woke up.

For the first time, I performed the sexual activities I had learned about with the fox girl. Seeing a man compliment my skills and enjoy special services makes me feel happy. His gentle praise had brought me to a strange state of acceptance of his kindness.

Even after a girl interrupted our service, he gave me his dinner. Makes me blush a little at how good he is besides his fighting ability.

At that dinner, I learned important information and major paths that made my abilities grow rapidly.

The man's words sounded strange and unbelievable. Especially with the requirement to remove panties to enter the dungeon.

It makes me think about men who always think dirty things when meeting women.

Luckily, my body is still free from that rotten stain. After dinner was over and information was gathered, we agreed to undertake special training under his guidance.

The dungeon was located behind a waterfall, adjacent to the revered Goddess's Temple.

The young man left quickly and walked along the busy city streets. Seeing the busy road conditions, I could see his unusual action of climbing the wall of the house until he reached the roof. Running across the rooftops and disappearing from our sight. The fox girl who was chasing him tried to climb the wall of the house but failed. She grumbled as she had difficulty following his footsteps.

In the end, we were forced to do evening exercise after dinner. Wasting stamina after working hard to collect it. Following the busy night streets, we managed to catch up with the young man, physically exhausted and out of breath.

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