After being unconscious for several days, Egru couldn’t hide his seething emotions upon awakening.

His delicate features twisted into a fierce scowl. He felt capable of unleashing a torrent of hurtful words at anyone.

Blockhead Gilbert!

Awful! Truly awful!

When he regained consciousness, he found his body had been thoroughly washed. His clothes had been laundered as well, evident from the fresh scent of dried laundry.

Nevertheless, his intense emotions showed no signs of cooling.

He j-just…!

Treated me like food. Like some cream pouch that could be squeezed empty.

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[Gilbert Kuel]’s current affection level: 5

He had been too disoriented to check his status window. Though the affection level had increased considerably over the past few days, it brought him no joy whatsoever.

“…”

In truth, he was a little pleased, but his disappointment far outweighed it.

All his effort gathering honey had only earned a mere ‘1’ point. Yet allowing Gilbert to suck on his member had raised it much higher.

Toward the end, Gilbert had even folded Egru in half. He had turned Egru this way and that into convenient positions, thoroughly savoring his semen.

Occasionally when Egru regained consciousness, he would see the world upside down. Sometimes, Gilbert’s member was being rubbed all over his face.

Throb.

Suddenly he felt a stabbing pain. Startled, Egru quickly checked inside his pants.

“Ugh…”

His scrotum was tightly wrapped with cloth serving as a bandage. The outside of the bandage showed a deep green color, suggesting medicinal herbs had been applied to the inner surface.

How! How could he do such a thing…!

As he sniffled and hissed alone, Egru recalled Miss Mayfield’s teachings.

Ways to maintain one’s dignity.

One of them was to receive a proper apology when subjected to unfair treatment.

Alright, if I receive a sincere apology, my heart will be somewhat appeased…

Egru planted his hands on the ground and carefully rose to his feet, intending to seek out Gilbert.

“Ungh…”

But he had little strength left in his body. It was because he hadn’t eaten anything since losing consciousness.

Had his body not been accustomed to fasting, he might not have had the energy to move at all.

Good…

Though Egru continued to stagger, he finally stood upright. Despite his unsteady gait, he left the room with a determined expression. But at that very moment, he came face to face with Gilbert, who was about to enter.

“Where are you going.”

“Um…”

Egru couldn’t bring himself to answer that he was going to look for Gilbert. The red eyes that had been staring down at the small Egru returned to looking straight ahead.

As Gilbert impassively pushed his way in, Egru retreated with faltering steps. Ultimately, he was steadily pushed back into the room.

Huh?

The amber gaze shifted to Gilbert’s large hand. He was holding something tightly wrapped in leaves.

Rustle, the thick fingers carefully unfolded the leaves. Inside was a handful of small fruits.

They appeared somewhat unripe with a pale hue, but they looked quite appetizing.

Could he be offering them to m-me?

Egru unconsciously swallowed.

To properly apologize?

His heart thumped rapidly. After watching with some anticipation for a moment, Gilbert poured all the fruits into his own mouth. Not a single seed remained on the leaf plate in an instant.

Watching him chew, Egru’s eyes widened. It was a shock and a wound received simultaneously.

Did he bring them just to show me him eating alone?

Well, that might be the case. Gilbert must have been very hungry too. Still, Egru was grateful that he seemed to have come to check on him.

Gurgle, an empty sound resonated from his famished stomach.

Gilbert tilted his head and looked down at Egru, who was wiping away tears. What followed was Gilbert spitting the finely chewed contents back onto the leaf.

“Take it off.”

“?”

“Below.”

Gilbert pointed at Egru’s groin while holding up the leaf. The fruit pulp, having been exposed to air, had already changed to a deep green color.

“Need to apply this.”

Ah, so it was medicine.

Though belatedly realizing the truth, Egru hesitated for a while. Yet seeing Gilbert standing there impassively waiting, he reluctantly lowered his pants.

“Sit down and spread your legs.”

“…”

Egru followed the instruction despite his reluctance. It seemed that Gilbert intended to treat him, at least.

Gilbert positioned himself between the gently spread legs.

“Mmm…”

Splash, when the blunt fingertips rubbed the soft flesh, Egru’s thighs trembled.

The touch was rough but quite skilled. After unwrapping the old cloth, he scooped up a generous amount of lukewarm pulp and applied it to the scrotum. Finally, he wrapped a new cloth around it, securing it just enough that it wouldn’t unravel.

“Done. Close up.”

Gilbert licked the remaining pulp from his hands and moved back.

“G-Gilbert.”

At the trembling call, Gilbert, who had been silently organizing the bandages, turned around. The amber gaze, which had been fixed on the innocent floor, carefully rose to Gilbert’s face.

“I-it hurt terribly.”

“That’s why I applied medicine.”

“Please a-apologize properly.”

“…”

Gilbert looked down at Egru with an expressionless face.

“If you want, you can squeeze mine too.”

“Pardon?”

Gilbert nonchalantly lifted the hem of his top. Behind the imposing shaft positioned below his strikingly fierce abdominal muscles, two testicular orbs were visible.

Gasp…

Egru unconsciously stared openly at the private parts.

Usually, testicles are compared to marbles or bells. But these were so enormously large that such comparisons seemed inadequate. If anything, they resembled bull testicles.

Is it r-really okay to show this so freely?

Spending time with Gilbert continually undermined Egru’s standards of sexual morality.

L-Levian…

Had warned that if someone carelessly exposed their underwear outside, they would get their head smashed.

Thinking about it again, whose head was she referring to?

If someone asked to see that place, she had warned to flee immediately and remember the person’s face well. When occasionally told about such incidents and given descriptions, Levian would take a gun and leave alone.

“Ah, I’m sorry…!”

Egru belatedly tore his gaze away from Gilbert’s scrotum. Yet Gilbert’s expression remained as impassively bland as ever.

“C-couldn’t you just apologize verbally? You shouldn’t just s-suck on someone else’s, you know, without permission.”

“…”

“Just saying sorry would be enough…”

Seeing his stony expression and lack of response, it seemed Gilbert really disliked the idea.

After a lengthy silence, Egru finally extended his hand. Would it really be okay to do exactly the same? Despite his continued hesitation, he carefully grasped the testicles.

His first impression was of their weight. They were so large and robust that even using both hands couldn’t fully contain them.

The protruding veins caught against his palm. The sensation was warm yet strangely soft.

Sh-should I squeeze this? But it would be incredibly painful…

No matter how much he wanted an apology, he didn’t want to share a painful experience.

However, without taking decisive action, there was a high probability the same thing would happen again.

Touch. While Egru worried and fondled them, the scrotum gradually began to enlarge. More precisely, it was becoming taut and swollen.

“Hah…”

Gilbert threw his head back, exhaling an inexplicably hot breath.

The thigh muscles, thicker than Egru’s head, undulated languidly. The brown skin, with its sheen like black pearls, twitched and spasmed.

“I don’t think I n-need to squeeze after all.”

The moment the massive glans twitched once, Egru quickly removed his hands.

“There’s no need for you to feel the same pain, so I’ll j-just leave it at this.”

The red eyes stared intently at Egru. It might have been his imagination, but Gilbert seemed somewhat disappointed. He was still holding up his top.

“Y-you can put it down now, Gilbert.”

“…”

At Egru’s words, he let the fabric drop. Though it was too short to cover the massive member hanging between his legs, at least half of it was concealed.

Egru averted his gaze to avoid meeting eyes with the deeply colored glans. But as the silence persisted, he eventually glanced up cautiously.

“By the way, why don’t you wear pants, Gilbert? Is it because the village is far away, making them hard to obtain?”

“…The stimulation is too intense.”

“What stimulation? Aren’t you cold?”

Gilbert fell silent again. His tendency to respond with silence made it impossible to know what he was thinking.

“Anyway, I’ll accept your treatment as an apology. But please don’t do that again. As you saw, my berries are bruised and—oh.”

For an instant, Egru clearly saw it. Through the tangled hair, Gilbert rolling his eyeballs once.

A chill ran down his spine at the strange glint that passed through those red eyes.

“…Show me again.”

“W-why?”

“Couldn’t see clearly just now.”

At Gilbert’s words, Egru shook his head vigorously with his lips tightly pressed. A flash of intuition told him he absolutely must not show them.

H-he even applied medicine directly and says he couldn’t see clearly.

It was nonsensical.