Chapter 171 - Save Point (Armpit)
With a sway.
As if driven by something, I reached for Angelica's clothes.
I rolled up the hem of her parka, smoothly exposing her skin.
"...Father, your breathing's rough..."
A beautifully tapered waistline. A navel with a single vertical line. The deep valley created by her ample breasts.
Whenever I see it, Angelica's body boasts a perfect sculptural beauty.
If God exists, what was He thinking when He made such a beautiful body? Did He make it for His own secret enjoyment, for viewing purposes? In other words, did Angelica leap out of God's porn image folder? Is the save format JPEG? Unlike PNG, reds degrade easily, which would explain this pale complexion that looks like the pigment's been drained.
"Maybe it was overwritten too many times."
Muttering incoherently, I rolled up the bunched hem of her parka and hooked it above her bust.
"...Nn..."
Her light blue bra, and her armpits glistening with sweat, were now completely exposed.
The scent of a girl wafting from her bare skin further melted what little reason I had left. The one here is no longer the human Nakamoto, but the beast Nakamoto.
I surrendered myself to animal instinct and brought my face close to Angelica's bare armpit.
It's a beautiful thing.
Her pure white skin had only a few shallow creases, with not a single pore in sight. Even with careful razor treatment, it wouldn't end up like this.
Surely Angelica must have a constitution where armpit hair simply doesn't grow.
And yet her sweat glands seem to be properly developed, as even while I'm looking, beads of sweat keep increasing.
"Hey now, are you getting wet from being watched?"
"...P-please don't say embarrassing things..."
Her cheeks flushing red, Angelica turned away. Immediately, a trickle of armpit sweat ran from her armpit toward her back.
It's just like dripping meat juices.
I can't hold back anymore.
There's no way I can.
"Ange...!"
I plunged my tongue into Angelica's armpit with a squelch.
It was the moment I stole my daughter's armpit virginity.
"...Hah, ah...! ...It tickles...!"
Angelica's flavor spreads across my tongue. The ultimate delicacy, blending salty skin with the sweet flavor of an adolescent girl.
—Delicious.
With this, I could keep licking forever. It's almost strange I hadn't licked until now. It's good enough to make a staple food. A thought that would anger farmers—"Who needs rice, I've got Angelica's armpit paddy"—flashes through my mind. It's a thought that would anger all of humanity, not just farmers, but more importantly right now, armpit sweat.
"Ange...!"
"Father...!"
"Ange, Ange...!"
"Father, Father...!"
"Armpit sweat, armpit sweat...!"
"Say my name!"
I move the tip of my tongue with little flicks, scooping up the armpit sweat from top to bottom. I trace every single crease with my tongue, leaving nothing untouched.
I was no longer human. I was a single butterfly, sucking the armpit nectar of a beautiful virgin.
I moisten my lips with armpit sweat, wet my throat with armpit sweat. My brain trembles with a forbidden pleasure that would never be permitted in the human world.
"...Nn... fuu..."
It must tickle quite a lot.
Angelica was writhing, stifling her voice.
Thinking that despite her sensitive constitution, she's exposing her body to me without resistance and letting me lick away, a feeling of endearment wells up.
"I see, Ange. I finally understand."
"...Huh...?"
"You were born to let me lick your armpits."
"I'm absolutely certain that's wrong."
Unusually for Angelica, it was a tone that bordered on dismissive. It was incredibly cute. It was a reward. I wanted her to do it more.
While fully aware that I was becoming a complete failure as a human being, I continued licking her armpit.
I wet the entire armpit with my tongue, slurping until it drew threads of saliva, and when the taste of sweat was completely gone—I pulled my mouth away.
"...Uu... fuu... ...Is it over?"
"Yeah. Next is the other side."
"Thought so."
Angelica let out an exasperated sound and rolled over, turning her left side toward me.
She'd deliberately made the other armpit easier to lick.
Truly a dutiful daughter.
"...I never imagined Father was such a pervert..."
[Party Member, Holy Maiden Angelica's Affection Level has increased by 100]
I insert my tongue into Angelica's left armpit and scatter this armpit's virginity as well.
[Party Member, Holy Maiden Angelica's Affection Level has increased by 200]
"To think you like slurping a girl's armpit sweat... at this point, no one but me could possibly be a partner for you, Father... Any other girl would be completely put off. I'll just have to stay by your side forever and let you lick away, won't I...?"
[Party Member, Holy Maiden Angelica's Affection Level has increased by 300]
You're just as much of a pervert. Why the hell is her Affection Level going up in this situation?
While chuckling quietly under her arm, I savored Angelica to my heart's content.
It was a time that was sensual, yet overflowing with happiness, a time of fulfillment.
"—Now then."
I pull my face away from Angelica and turn toward Ayako-chan.
I'd been so absorbed in armpit-sucking that I'd completely forgotten to hold her wrists down, but Ayako-chan shows no sign of trying to escape. She's just staring at me with moist eyes, both hands covering her mouth.
Her wet black eyes speak to me. —Lick mine too. Lick it all over.
"Yeah, I know. The message got through loud and clear."
"...Huh?"
"You want me to lick yours too, right, Ayako-chan?"
"...No. I was thinking it's too niche and I can't keep up."
"I see, so you want me to start with the left armpit."
"Listen to me!"
I completely ignore everything Ayako-chan says and do, and reach for the hem of her clothes. I roll up her elegantly designed high-neck blouse as if violating it, and hook it above her chest.
Her maturely designed black bra and the ample swell it contains are exposed. There's quite a bit of sweat between the valley.
"...Um... if you're going to lick anyway, the sweat on my chest..."
"..."
I extend my left hand to her breast and grab it with an Eagle Grip.
"Th-that's right. If you're going to touch, please touch my chest...!"
And then, so it doesn't interfere with the armpit licking, I push it aside.
Next, I lift her arm with my right hand to make the armpit easier to see.
"Why!?"
It's Nakamoto-san's favorite E-cup, you know!? Why won't you go for this one!? While watching Ayako-chan continue her pointless protests from the corner of my eye, I bring my nose closer to her armpit.
Ayako-chan's armpit.
Her white skin is tinged with embarrassment, looking faintly pink.
It's just like a peach.
The wide area from her armpit to the base of her chest is wet with sweat, and the juiciness is perfect. It's fruit juice. This is fruit juice overflowing from peach-colored skin.
There's no way this isn't delicious.
Without hesitation, I latched onto Ayako-chan's armpit.
"Ah."
...Sluuuuurp...
I make a sound as I suck the armpit sweat, as if wringing it out.
I don't forget to nibble gently, providing stimulation. I felt like this would increase the sweat.
"Fuaaaah—! I-it tickles...!"
Unusually for Ayako-chan, she seems flustered. She's kicking her legs with tremendous force.
She's a dangerous girl in many ways, but it seems she still has a human heart. Apparently, even she becomes meek at the time of armpit virginity loss.
"...Looks like you work hard to take care of it, but there are quite a few pores."
"...!"
"Unlike Ange, you're the type that'd get bushy if left alone, huh."
"...Please, forgive me already..."
Ayako-chan is red all the way to her chest, with tears in her eyes.
What the hell.
Just licking her armpits makes this girl obedient!
I should have realized sooner! But if I'd noticed such a peculiar weakness early on, I wouldn't be human! So is this fine then!
"...Uu... fuu..."
While licking Ayako-chan's armpit sweat, which is saltier than Angelica's, I offer words of comfort.
"Don't worry about it. It looks completely hairless. It's just a matter of difference from girls whose constitution doesn't grow armpit hair."
"...I can't get married anymore..."
"It's fine, with this flavor, I think there's demand in any household."
"...If armpit sweat becomes the taste of home, this country is finished..."
A soothing effect like a salt candy, seeping into my tired body.
If Angelica's armpit sweat is nectar, then Ayako-chan's is a sports drink. The more I lick, the more I feel strength surging throughout my entire body.
This is practically like having recovery spots installed in both armpits.
Just licking fully restores HP and MP, a goddess's spring that grants vitality to weary adventurers—
"I see. Ayako-chan's armpits were save points."
"...I have no idea what you mean..."
I thrust my tongue deep into Ayako-chan's armpit, then had her lower her arm, sandwiching my tongue like a thermometer.
The warmth of a girl gently envelops my tongue flesh.
I can see the muscles of my tongue, fatigued from licking Angelica, recovering before my eyes.
In a trance, I repeatedly thrust my tongue in and out of the gap between her arm and armpit.
In and out, out and in, savoring the girl's armpit flesh.
During that time, Ayako-chan didn't move a muscle, but since no system message indicating a drop in Affection Level appeared, she probably doesn't think badly of it.
"...Phew."
I pull my tongue out from under her now thoroughly sticky armpit and catch my breath.
"I'm about at my limit."
I collapse forward, burying my face in the pillow.
The fatigue in my tongue is gone, but I feel like my mental energy is completely spent.
Both Angelica and Ayako-chan look sleepy, so this is probably a good time to stop.
"...Are you satisfied?"
"Yeah. Thank you, both of you. I will definitely take responsibility for this."
"...Responsibility?"
Angelica said with a confused voice.
"I stole both of your virginities. I committed the sin of incest. I'll bear this cross for life. ...No matter what, I'll protect you both."
"...Um, Father. I'm sorry to interrupt while you're saying cool lines, but..."
"What?"
"There's no virginity in armpits, and we're not blood-related, so it's not incest or anything, you know?"
"...Hm, I see. I got a little too worked up and lost track of things."
"You just licked under my arms and it tickled, so this isn't even lewd."
"I see... Now that you mention it, it's not a sexual act at all. It's too legal. It's the legal of legals. It's super legal."
I felt like we'd engaged in an outrageously obscene act, but apparently we're still in healthy territory.
After all, I just tickled under their armpits with my tongue.
It's for all ages.
Completely safe.
Wrapped in a sense of relief, I surrendered myself to drowsiness.