GILF Hunter

Frenda, sitting next to Ian, leaned in slightly. Her hand cautiously grasped Ian’s.

And then, fireworks bloomed in the sky. The fireworks display had begun.

The fireworks shot toward the heavens, emitting a brilliant light that splendidly embroidered the night sky.

Frenda held Ian’s hand in silence for a while.

No special conversation followed between the two.

Due to the noise of the fireworks and the cheers filling the city, they likely wouldn’t have heard each other even if they spoke.

With his hand held by Frenda, Ian, who had been silently watching the fireworks, turned his head slightly to look at her.

Having glanced over at the same time, Frenda and Ian’s eyes met.

As their gazes met, Frenda flinched in surprise, but she didn’t look away. Her face only grew a shade redder.

Holding hands and maintaining eye contact for a few seconds.

Naturally, their lips met.

It wasn’t a sudden theft, nor a secret act while one was sleeping.

It was a truly pure kiss born from the synchronization of two hearts.

As their lips overlapped, his tongue slid into her mouth.

Frenda let out a small groan, releasing a sigh mixed with heat.

The sensation of another person’s tongue—something one wouldn’t normally feel—swirled inside her mouth, gently entwining with her own.

The indescribable softness of their tongues tangling gave her goosebumps, even though it was a sensation she had experienced a few times before.

Light flashed in the distant sky.

Multicolored fireworks transformed into countless shapes, decorating the city’s night sky.

Neither attack magic nor healing magic.... It was a waste of mana that simply shone brilliantly without any purpose.

Indeed, it was a feast of modern magic that could be called the pinnacle of luxury.

Of course, it was a truly wonderful sight to behold. One could tell by the enthusiastic response of the people.

Every time a firework burst in the sky, a roar of cheers erupted, enough to make the entire city vibrate.

However, Frenda kept her eyes closed and did not look at it.

She didn’t care at all about the noise and shouting ringing in her ears.

She had wanted to see the fireworks so much, but now, they were outside Frenda’s interest.

She was only focused on what was swirling in her mouth....

Falling into this hot, soft, sacrilegious, and spine-chilling pleasure.

She only continued to crave it.

’Ah... mm. More...’

As Ian’s lips were about to pull away, Frenda pulled his head back, hugging him with both arms. Their lips, which had separated for a moment, overlapped once more.

How much time passed in that state?

Before they knew it, the sound of the fireworks had ceased.

The night sky was quiet again, and a suffocating silence settled over that place where only the two of them remained.

The murmuring noise from the busy streets in the distance still carried over, but it couldn’t reach the ears of the two people lost in a deep kiss.

’Haa...’

Finally, their lips parted.

The kiss, which had been so long and intense that it left them breathless, was finally over.

Breathing heavily, Frenda gazed quietly at Ian. Her expression was that of someone waiting for something.

Ian’s hand slowly reached toward Frenda.

Sensing what he was about to do, Frenda leaned in slightly with a nervous expression.

Ian’s hand, moving up along the fabric, began to undo Frenda’s buttons one by one.

Soon, as all the buttons securing her clothes were undone, the garment lost its purpose and revealed Frenda’s bare skin to the outside.

With a slight movement of her arms and a rustling sound, the fabric slid down, and Frenda was suddenly left in her underwear.

Ian’s eyes stared intently at Frenda’s body for a moment.

Frenda, who had blushed slightly feeling that gaze, soon realized what Ian was looking at so intently.

It was her underwear.

It was obvious, but... the problem was the underwear she was wearing right now.

What Frenda had worn wasn’t what she usually wore, but the new underwear the knights had helped her pick out last time. It was the kind of underwear Frenda would never have chosen herself.

Frenda’s face belatedly turned crimson as she began to panic.

’Th-this... the knights picked this out... they forced me, saying you never know...’

After making the festival appointment, the knights had taken Frenda to the shopping district to pick out an outfit for the outing.

And the last place Frenda arrived at, after buying her clothes while roaming the shops with the knights, was... an underwear shop.

She could understand buying a new outfit, but an underwear shop?

Frenda was flustered and refused, saying she didn’t need such things. However, the knights insisted she buy what they called ’victory underwear,’ saying you never know.

You never know? What on earth could happen while sightseeing at a festival?

...Well, looking at the current situation, it seemed the knights were right.

Still, from a priestess’s standpoint, the design was excessively unconventional, so Frenda couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

There had been considerable ups and downs just in deciding to actually wear this today.

To simply ignore them and wear what she usually did made her subtly bothered by the knights’ words. Yet, to actually wear it felt like shameful underwear.

She couldn’t even count how many times she had repeatedly put it on and taken it off while looking in the mirror alone in her room.

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Frenda, feeling embarrassed all over again, covered her underwear with her arms and asked Ian.

’Doesn’t it look strange...?’

’No. It suits you.’

’Y-you’re saying this suits me? Even though I’m a priestess...!’

’....’

It was a trap question that he couldn’t escape no matter how he answered.

Frenda, perhaps realizing her words were unreasonable, hung her head low with a flushed face.

Then, Ian slowly approached Frenda.

He gently hugged Frenda’s body, and at the same time, Ian’s hand slowly moved downward.

’Ah...!’

Ian’s touch reached her thigh.

At that moment, Frenda, who had forgotten something while caught up in the atmosphere, opened her eyes wide in panic.

Startled, Frenda instinctively pulled back and brushed Ian’s hand away.

When Ian paused, Frenda also panicked and spoke hurriedly.

’Ah... um, this is. I mean... I am a priestess.’

’Come to think of it, you were...’

’...What do you mean, ’come to think of it’?’

’Well...’

’....’

It was a belated realization, but it was important.

A priestess had to maintain her purity.

Ian had stayed here long enough to know some of the general common sense of this world. This was also a fact he knew as knowledge.

Of course, that didn’t mean priestesses lived as celibates their entire lives.

Usually, before it was too late, they would quit their priestess duties at an appropriate time and get married... but for Frenda, who was in her prime, that was a distant story.

Frenda’s eyes darted around as she contemplated what to do.

Ian was also slightly concerned about this part.

Wasn’t this a place with holy magic, sacred artifacts, and divine statues?

Of course, he didn’t think it would be to the level of sudden lightning falling from the sky as divine punishment, like in some folk superstitions.

Still, maybe... the Goddess statue could impose something like [Luck -50].

How Frenda interpreted Ian’s concern was unclear, but she muttered with a very shrinking expression.

’Um... I-I’m sorry.’

’No. It’s not something you can help, Frenda.’

’Still...’

Frenda also seemed a bit troubled.

To think the atmosphere would suddenly become like this. She felt a bit of guilt, feeling as if she had ruined the mood.

Ian, who was contemplating while looking at Frenda, made a decision.

’Then... shall we do it like this?’

’Huh? Like... how?’

After thinking for a moment, Ian reached out to Frenda.

Even if she was keeping her purity, it didn’t mean contact with the opposite sex was completely forbidden.

...If that were the case, she would have been out a long time ago.

Ian hugged Frenda from behind. Frenda, finding herself held in Ian’s arms, asked with a slightly flustered expression.

’Ah... um, what is this?’

’It would be a shame to leave it like this... so let’s try something a bit more pleasant. Without crossing the line.’

Being hugged from behind, Frenda felt her heart thumping for some reason.

Ian placed his hand on Frenda’s stomach. At that sudden contact, Frenda’s body jolted.

Ian’s hand began to move slowly and gently across Frenda’s stomach.

’Hik...’

Frenda inadvertently let out a strange sound.

Rather than feeling good or embarrassed... it tickled.

After all, it was her first time having such a place stroked by someone else. There was no way anyone would have dared to touch a priestess’s stomach so boldly.

...Technically, everything she did with Ian was a first.

In any case, compared to those suggestive actions... what Ian was doing now seemed like a minor, ordinary action. To Frenda, that felt even more unfamiliar.

Ian’s hand touched Frenda’s lower abdomen very slowly and gently.

She didn’t know the meaning of this action... but Frenda left her body to his touch while held in Ian’s arms. The warm body heat felt through her skin was quite pleasant.

On top of that defenseless skin of Frenda’s.

Through Ian’s fingertips, numerous traits were exercised—such as [Skilled Hand Techniques] and [Lowered Pleasure Resistance]—which he had inevitably raised for various unavoidable reasons.

Ian’s hand, which had been delicately stroking Frenda’s skin, paused slightly and pressed down on a spot on Frenda’s lower abdomen.

’Ugh...’

Frenda’s body jolted and arched up.

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