Taming The Villainesses
Chapter 33.2

[19] (EP-33.2) Pride Of The Beast #2

033 – Pride Of The Beast #2

At my words, Elga frowned and blushed. Probably because she had the vag¡na that I was talking about.

It was only after a while did her frown disappear.

Kkwaak.

Elga suddenly gripped the hilt of my sword, making me lean forward. It was more appropriate to call her action a rough touch rather than a caress.

“Ugh…!”

Then, seeing me like that, Elga burst into laughter.

“No matter how hard it is, it’s still a weakness. What’s so manly about this?”

Daɱn it! I was starting to get frustrated!

Right, fųck it, no matter what happened, I would definitely feed Elga my hotdog.

However, as I had no experience in this kind of stuff, I didn’t know how to entice Elga into doing so.

I knew what the ingredients (Me and Elga) and the result (Fella†io) were. But what about the cooking process in the middle?

“You’re weak!”

Seuk, seuk.

Elga’s hand then slowly stroked my dicƙ from top to bottom.

Even though I hadn’t told her, she seemed to already know how to make men happy. Was it instinct?

Seuk, seuk. Seuk.

Of course, her movement was very clumsy.

The timing and speed didn’t match. Wouldn’t it take me more than an hour to shoot if things continued like this?

On the other hand, Elga was squatting in front of me while jacƙing me off.

Meanwhile, I was sitting on the bed and looking down at her.

This exciting view was enough of a reward for the injustice and sorrow that I had suffered.

Oddly enough, I felt a sense of conquest as a man. Perhaps, this was also instinct?

Seukseuk, seuk-.

Still moving her hand up and down slowly, Elga then said.

“If I continue with this, you’re going to do ‘it’, right?”

“What do you mean?”

“… You know what I mean. Guys would eject white fluid when they feel good, kinda like peeing? You’re going to do that too, right?”

“Something like that.”

Elga had some of her own s£xual knowledge.

Well, the curious Elga probably looked it up in a book or observed the prisoners of war.

However, knowledge without actual practice would often result in clumsiness.

Right now, Elga was exactly like that.

… Maybe I could use this?

Thinking so, I said.

“That thing will indeed happen when men feel good. But Elga-nim’s hands are a bit clumsy, so I don’t think I’ll be able to reach that point.”

“… I’m clumsy?”

Elga frowned.

Since the prideful Elga had a strong desire to compete, I thought that by challenging her like this, she would definitely bite my fishing line.

“How am I clumsy!?”

“Your method is wrong. Just using your hand is not enough. In the first place, the pen¡s is something that goes inside the vag¡na. So, to ejacuǀate, it needs an environment similar to a vag¡na.”

“An environment similar to the vag¡na…?”

Elga constantly repeated those words, like a student in a lecture.

“An environment similar to the vag¡na….”

“The wise Elga-nim should be able to quickly find the answer. Elga-nim has it too, a hole similar to the vag¡na. It’s a place with moist and soft mucous membranes.”

Did my bait work?

Suddenly, Elga’s face lit up.

“I got it-. It’s the bu††! Did I get it right?”

… No. The answer was ‘mouth’.

However, I pretended that it was correct. In fact, I might be able to try something even more amazing than expected!

“Elga-nim is correct.”

“Heh. You thought I wouldn’t know? Of course, I knew that! No, wait. Then….”

Elga immediately paused.

She must have realized that she had to stimulate my d¡ck using her ąss.

Seureureureu-.

Elga’s golden hair, which was tied in a ponytail, suddenly propped up into the sky as if it was attracted to static electricity.

“… Are you crazy? You dare make me, the eldest daughter of the Lioness Family, do something like that…?”

I guess it was too much of a stretch.

It felt like the door, which had been slightly opened, was closed again.

How stuffy.

Just another step to reach happiness. Yet, I still needed to cross to the other side of the ditch. It was so close, yet so far…

Would the reconstruction of the Angmar Family collapse just like this?

Was I going to end up as the last Angmar in the end?

No. That can’t be.

Wracking my brain for dear life, I concluded that there were two methods that would work best against Elga.

Appealing for her affection and forcefully pushing forward-.

Or provoking Elga’s competitive spirit-.

The former was a last resort, and the latter was probably the best option. Thus, I decided to trust my level 8 Actor and pretended to be calm.

“As expected, it seems that it’s still too early for Elga-nim…”

“What?”

“Let’s stop here and bury what happened today. We should just act like nothing happened.”

Seuk.

I put on my pants and got up from my seat.

“What are you doing now!?”

Elga shouted as if embarrassed by my actions, yet she didn’t restrain or stop me. Passing by Elga, I deliberately headed towards the doorway, one step at a time.

Creak.

Creak.

Creak.

Due to the excessively slow pace, the wooden floor started creaking loudly.

Then, I turned the doorknob in front of me so slowly that it could be considered to have been frozen in time.

Girik, girik, girik.

…….

Why weren’t you stopping me?

Was it too much of a gamble?

Could this really be the end?

“… Goodbye, Elga-nim.”

I said my farewell to Elga before fully turning the doorknob.

“…….”

I could only hear Elga’s heavy breathing from behind. But I didn’t know what kind of expression she was making.

“I’m really going…”

“…….”

“With this, I could no longer meet Elga-nim alone…”

“Hey, you, are you running away now!?”

Uttuk.

My hand stopped at Elga’s roar. I felt like laughing out loud, but thanks to the power of the level 8 Actor, I was able to endure it somehow.

“Me? Wasn’t it Elga-nim who ran away?”

“… When, when have I done that? How dare a coward try to stigmatize me as a fugitive!?”

Turning my head, I saw a red-faced Elga glaring at me.

She looked adorable right now.

• Edited by: faker