Chapter 17: Domestiunculus Shop (Handcrafted)(02)

  [Homunculus Crafting Request Information]

  Requirements:

  1. Fresh semen

  2. 200 gold in crafting costs, excluding travel fees.

  It wasn’t as plicated as I thought.

  Apparently, detailed instrus would only be sent after pg the order. The man from earlier had taken my information and told me to just wait.

  He mentioned someone would visit me by 5 PM today to expin things properly.

  Since he was only the guy distributing flyers, he didn’t seem to know much. His job was just to collect money and pass on information.

  “Does a homunculus really require semen?”

  Homunculi are artificial lifeforms created by alchemists. Normally, a man’s semen is left in a special potion for a few days to craft one.

  I wasn’t an alchemist myself, so I only khe basics. The actual process might be different.

  “5 PM... the hour when people sin without guilt...”

  As the clock struck 5, someone k the dormitory door.

  “Yes, e in—oh?”

  When I opehe door and saw the visitor, I froze in surprise.

  The face was familiar.

  “A succubus?”

  The woman standing there had freckles and a down-to-earth look. It was the same succubus I’d seen before.

  Last time, she transformed into my ideal woman’s appearance, showing up as a saintess—or rather, a goddess. Every time I approached the temple, I was embarrassed by my own arousal, earning the humiliating niame “Air Guy.”

  “Why are you here?”

  “I have a tract with the Alchemist Association to handle semen colle services.”

  Even tasks like this are outsourced these days, it seems.

  Succubi are, after all, experts in semera. It made sense, but seeing her again threw me off.

  “Everyone else is on leave, so you have some free time nht?”

  How did she know about fidential schedules like the knights’ leave?

  No, it made sehe flyer distribution itself showed she khe knights were away. Even the nearby shops had banners saying, “Wele, holiday knights!” aargeting their wallets.

  Officially, such breaches of fidentiality weren’t acceptable, but the reality was that nobody cared.

  “Wait... Are you saying you’ll use my semen to craft a homunculus?”

  “Yes, that’s correct.”

  “But doesn’t that make it... my child in some way?”

  The succubus looked at me with an exasperated expression.

  “Semen used in homunculus crafting is just a nutrient. It doesn’t matter whose it is. But you wouldn’t want a homunculus made from horse semen or another man’s semen, would you?”

  “Right...”

  In that case, I’d rather it be ohat grew from mine.

  “If we’re clear, let’s start. I have a busy schedule.”

  Since we’d dohis before, she didn’t bother with any formalities. She transformed into the same appearance she’d used st time.

  “Does this form work for you?”

  “Yes.”

  The moment I saw her, I felt a stirring below, as if it had a mind of its own.

  “Is this really my taste?”

  Her long bck hair reached her hips. She had a beautiful face, soft skin, and a supple, tender body...

  “We’re not summoning anything directly today, so I’ll just use my hands.”

  “It’s all an illusion anyway...”

  “If you remium service, summon me properly.”

  After the humiliation I suffered during the st summoning, I wasn’t pnning to summon another succubus anytime soon.

  Plus, I’d need sulfur for a summoning ritual. Getting rid of the leftover sulfur st time had been a nightmare, and the cost wasn’t trivial.

  These days, summoning succubi was so popur that there was even a sulfur she. Even if I had the money, it was hard to find.

  “Just rex and take a seat.”

  She donned a special glove on one hand as she prepared. Meanwhile, I loosened my pants and sat on the bed.

  “Haa... Don’t hold back. The soo’s dohe sooner we finish.”

  With a professional demeanor, she k before me, holding a fsk designed for alchemical use. She pced it at the tip of my length and began w her hand skillfully.

  Last time, it was all an illusion; I didn’t eveo take my pants off. But this time, she had to collect actual semen. While her appearance was illusory, she hysically toug me.

  “Her teique... defihat of a succubus!”

  It was clear she had dohis tless times before. Her touch was almost mesmerizing, and it didn’t take long for sensations to build.

  However, it wasn’t enough t me over the edge. Maybe it was because I’d been too aced to Molng’s teouch. The stimution from her hands felt slightly underwhelming in parison.

  “Don’t hold it in.”

  “It’s not something I just trol...”

  “Men and their unnecessary pride...”

  She sighed aended another finger, which began to glow faintly. The tip of the fiurned semi-transparent, like it was made of mist.

  “Is that magic?”

  Succubi, being dream demons, are rgely incorporeal. She must have undone some kind of restri, as her hereal finger bypassed physical barriers and reached inside me.

  “Ugh! This feels...”

  “Bear with it for a moment.”

  She finally smiled, a seductive yet dangerous griing a succubus.

  “It’ll start feeling good now.”

  Her transparent hand moved lower and began stimuting my prostate directly from inside.

  “Hrrgh!”

  No matter how hard I tried to hold back, the sensation was too overwhelming. Physical willpower meant nothing against this.

  A thin stream began trig out, not forcefully expelled but gently flowing from the tip.

  “Hah... Hah... Hah...”

  The direternal stimutio me disoriented. It felt like my lower body didn’t belong to me anymore.

  The succubus sealed the fsk, stood up, and coolly said, “We’re done.”

  With practiced efficy, she packed the fsk, ign my state of exhaustion, and headed for the door.

  “Phew...”

  While I’d experienced many kinds of pleasure before, this was my first time being forcibly milked like this. It left me feeling drained, but not satisfied.

  “When should I che?”

  “Two days. It’ll be delivered, so just wait here.”

  The fact that they could craft a homunculus in just a day amazed me. And to think they’d even deliver it!

  “If they didn’t deliver it, I’d have to carry it myself... and that would definitely raise eyebrows.”

  With a mix of anticipation and unease, I spent the wo days waiting in solitude at the dormitory.

  On the m of the sed day, I woke up to a surprise.

  “Yawn... Huh?”

  A rge coffin had been delivered right in front of the dormitory. The bel clearly read, “Recipient: Dormitory 2, Training Knight Division.”

  “Anyone who sees this will think I’ve ordered a vampire or something!”

  It made sense for a human-sized object to be shipped in a coffin-like tainer, but it wasly subtle. To avoid drawing attention, I quickly dragged it inside.

  “Let’s see... the instrus...”

  Fortunately, the instrus were taped ihe coffin. They were written in a Q&A format, answering oions about the homunculus.

  Q1: How big is the homunculus upon delivery?

  A: Unless otherwise specified, it is crafted to match the user’s size.

  Q2: How long it be used?

  A: Its basic lifespan is around 24 hours.

  Q3: the appearance be ized?

  A: Sihe homunculus is cultivated rather than structed, its final appearance ot be guaranteed.

  “This is a scam.”

  The advertisement cimed the homunculus would be crafted to suit my preferences, but this sounded like they were just making generic models.

  “I specifically asked for massive breasts!”

  I had requested an unrealistic bust size, but if they were just sending a pre-grown model, it was uo meet my expectations.

  “I know ads are exaggerated, but this is too much!”

  Grumbling, I opehe coffin.

  “Whoa...!”

  Inside was a naked woman, lying still as if asleep.

  She had light blue hair, long shes, a sharp nose, and rosy lips. Her pale, fwless skin gave the impression of someoouched by the sun.

  “Well, she was just born, so of course her skin would be perfect...”

  However, trary to my request for enormous breasts, she was ft-chested, with only small mounds and barely protruding nipples. This homunculus was definitely a failure in my book.

  “Alright, wake up.”

  I tapped the side of the coffin, but she didn’t stir.

  “Huh? Were there more instrus?”

  I checked the guide again and noticed several optional features.

  Option 1: Single-use artificial intelligence (500 gold)

  Option 2: Digestive capability (1,500 gold)

  Option 3: Extended operation time (1,000 gold for the first three days, then 500 gold per day thereafter)

  “They really went all out with the microtransas!”

  Option 1 provided temporary artificial intelligence, allowing the homunculus to move indepely. Without it, the delivered product was...

  “Just a hunk of meat?”

  The one I ordered didn’t include any of these options. It was essentially a lifeless body.

  “I’m not into this kind of thing...”

  I hesitantly touched the homunculus. Her skin was soft and warm, and her faint breathing was just barely audible.

  Her body felt like it had been designed for physical intimacy, with smooth and supple curves. Despite the ck of volume in her chest, the sensation leasant enough to make me resider.

  “Did they cut costs by making her smal ler to save on materials?”

  Examining her body further, I noticed something peculiar.

  “Wait... she only has one hole?”

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