Back To The Normal Daily Life (R18)

"NGGHHHH..AAHH! AH!"

The room was filled with the sound of Brigantiea's ecstatic moans, echoing off the walls. Her body trembled with pleasure, each thrust from Lucien driving her closer to the edge.

With his hands firmly gripping her waist, he lifted and dropped her with increasing intensity, matching the rhythm of his hips.

Seated beneath her, Lucien relished the sight before him—the mesmerizing jiggle of her breasts, the sweet melodies of her moans, and the warmth he felt from her slick hole.

Their passionate kiss deepened as they neared their climax, Lucien teasing her tongue and occasionally nibbling her lips. Their movements grew more frantic, fueled by their escalating desire.

"I'll drain every drop of your seed, darling. So thrust harder!" Brigantiea urged, her voice filled with longing.

"Don't worry, I will," Lucien assured her, complying with her request and intensifying his thrusts, causing the bed to shake beneath them.

Following her order, Lucien thrust harder, making the bed move and their sweat mix. He didn't know how long they had been having sex, but it was a long one.

As he has a final thrust, Brigantiea kisses him once more with such passion, that he cannot breathe. He could feel her pussy clamping hard while his cock released its seed, making him feel like in heaven.

After that, the two of them lay for a while with Brigantiea on top of him. His dick was still intact, not letting any seed become waste.

"I could do this forever," Lucien murmured, his breath ragged.

"I wouldn't mind. Forever is but a moment for a mortal like you," Brigantiea replied, her fingers tracing circles on his chest.

"That's true." Lucien nodded.

Though he found it odd that he didn't feel fatigued after their marathon session, he couldn't help but joke, "Did your slave mark turn me into a sex monster?"

Brigantiea smirked in response. "Do you like it?"

"Well, I don't hate it," Lucien admitted with a laugh.

With a playful grin, Brigantiea rose from atop him, letting Lucien's penis out of her pussy slowly, making him hissed. He could feel the warm liquid in his body from her cunt.

"Shall we continue?" she purred, her voice dripping with lust.

However, before Lucien could answer, a shout in from of the door startled him and almost made him jump because of the trauma he had the last time his family caught him having sex.

"LUCY! GET OUT OF THAT ROOM RIGHT NOW! OR I WILL CUT YOUR DICK!" Amane shout could be heard even from a distance apart and she sounded so angry it made Lucien shiver.

"That old man has been searching for you for the last four days and bothering us! Get out now before I crush this door!" Cassius's voice joined in, though not as loud as his mother's.

"YOU CAN'T HAVE SEX THERE FOREVER! GET OUT!" Amane continued to pound on the door with frustration.

"Brother, your sex scene is booming! My subscribers have climbed like crazy! Can I do a livestream while you're having sex?" Seren's voice pleaded from outside.

"SHUT UP! I WILL GET OUT NOW!" Lucien's voice erupted, cutting through the tense air like a knife. Outside his door, he could discern the collective sighs of relief from his parents and the disappointed grumble from Seren.

Now Lucien understands how it felt to live in his parent's basement. But he just realized he was in the room for a whole four days?! How come he didn't realize it?

He looked at the system and found out that he hadn't done any daily quests for the last seven days. So it means that today was the last day he would have sex with Brigantiea.

"Faster! Gibson has been waiting for you an hour ago!" said his father. Lucien could hear that the commotion in front of his room was already gone as they walked away.

He felt a little bit of guilt leaving Gibson to handle everything. Even when he had already given him a detailed instruction before, he still needed a supervisor.

Lucien glanced apologetically at Brigantiea, but she only responded with a resigned sigh.

"Don't worry, I will be out for a while," Lucien assured her as he quickly dressed himself.

"I'm coming with you," Brigantiea declared, already adorned in her attire and standing behind him.

Confusion furrowed Lucien's brow. "Wait, what? Why?" he asked, puzzled by Brigantiea's sudden interest in accompanying him.

"Why not? I'm just curious about the activities humans engage in," she replied casually as she walked past him and opened the door.

'Well, as long as she doesn't cause any trouble, it should be fine,' Lucien thought to himself, hoping for the best as they stepped out together.

He then followed behind. The two of them went to the living room and found Gibson relaxing and drinking tea. His eyes had dark circles beneath them, and he looked weary.

Gibson's gaze met Lucien's as he stood up from his seat and bowed slightly. "My Lord, the fixing of the road is already done. But the wall is kinda..." he hesitated.

"Hm... I will check it out now. But first, I need to talk to the villagers," Lucien said, giving the instruction for Gibson to follow him.

Lucien wandered around the village, acutely aware of the curious gazes fixed upon him and Brigantiea. It was evident that the attention was drawn to her due to the attire she was wearing.

Every man who caught sight of her had a noticeable blush on their faces, some even so distracted that they failed to pay attention to the road, resulting in clumsy collisions.

Despite the commotion, Brigantiea remained unperturbed, staying close to Lucien and even hugging his arm affectionately.

Lucien didn't mind the attention either; after all, walking alongside a beautiful woman was a source of pride for him.

He continued to observe the repaired houses, taking note of their condition and any potential improvements needed.

He contemplated renovating them with sturdier materials, such as brick or in the style of European village houses, for both strength and aesthetics.

Lucien also took the time to speak with the villagers, inquiring about any issues they might be facing and gathering feedback on ways to improve the village.

He questioned the owners of the renovated houses about any problems they may have encountered since the repairs, ensuring their satisfaction.

Brigantiea followed along, feeling puzzled by the thoroughness of Lucien's inquiries. As they took a break, she couldn't help but ask, "Why are you asking all these questions? Aren't the houses already in good shape?"

"Sometimes there are hidden faults that only reveal themselves under specific circumstances, like leaks during rain," Lucien explained.

Brigantiea remained perplexed. To her, such minor issues seemed easily fixable by the villagers themselves.

"But isn't it their responsibility to handle these things? They have hands and brains."

"I just can't stand imperfections. Everything needs to be perfect," Lucien replied, and they resumed their journey toward the wall.

For Lucien, gathering feedback from the villagers was crucial to improving the village. More minds meant more ideas, especially since he lacked experience in village management.

Plus, it would boost the villagers' satisfaction and loyalty to the system, potentially leveling up.

As they arrived at the wall, Lucien observed the workers diligently laboring, yet the destroyed wall remained as wrecked as before.

"So... This is the problem..." he commented to Gibson.

Gibson appeared slightly embarrassed. "My Lord, we lack power and equipment," he admitted.

"Hm..." Lucien mused quietly. He noticed the workers arranging the stones by hand without any adhesive like cement.

"Why don't you use cement?" Lucien suggested.

"What cement?" Gibson looked puzzled.

It dawned on Lucien that cement didn't exist in this world yet, and construction relied solely on stacking stones like Lego bricks, making progress slow and labor-intensive.

'What's cement made of again?' he pondered.

"If you want to make cement, you can use limestone rock, crush it into pieces, bake the stones until they dry out, and then crumble them," Seren chimed in, appearing out of nowhere and startling Lucien.

"Seren! Don't just jump out like that," Lucien chided, taken aback.

"Hey, I was the first one here, remember?" Seren retorted, continuing to record with her phone.

Lucien just sighed, his sister must be recording for her content. He didn't understand why she chose that kind of stupid path. What kind of benefit she will get anyway? They were literally in another world?!

"Anyway, you know how to make cement, right? Show it to Gibson," Lucien instructed, gesturing towards Gibson, who stood ready for any task.

"Why me? Didn't I just explain it? Gibson is smart enough to understand," Seren protested, engrossed in creating content to boost her online presence, realizing she couldn't just record her brother's intimate moments.

Lucien refrained from scolding Seren, knowing it wouldn't change her behavior. Instead, he turned to Gibson. "Do you understand what Seren said?"

"I have a basic understanding. But, My Lord, I still need someone to demonstrate," Gibson replied, appearing concerned about the workload ahead.

"I'll show you the video and the recipe. How about that?" Seren offered unexpectedly, showing a touch of compassion for Gibson, who often found himself doing all the labor while Lucien gave orders.

Gibson nodded gratefully, watching the instructional video with Seren. Meanwhile, Lucien pondered how to enlist additional help to expedite the repairs.

"How do I find more workers..." he murmured, contemplating his options.

"I think I know someone who can assist," Brigantiea interjected with a smirk.

Although hesitant, Lucien realized he had few alternatives and reluctantly agreed to Brigantiea's proposal.