﻿\setgamedatatitle("Margaretta_12")

\text("Spacchio")
Come on, place your bets! This is a rare match-up! The Demon
Lord versus Margaretta, a one-on-one showdown!
\endtext

\text
One night, the tavern was bustling with excitement.
\endtext

\text
Everyone gathered there was holding their breath, fixated on
a certain contest.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Gulp, gulp! Phew! That's my tenth glass.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Ohh, not bad. I'm only on my ninth. Nom... munch munch.
\endtext

\text
After all, there isn't much entertainment in the underground
labyrinth.
\endtext

\text
At best, after work, you could head to the tavern to drink
or eat.
\endtext

\text
So when a drinking contest started, it was inevitable that
the customers around would get fired up.
\endtext

\text
And with Caym and Margaretta as the challengers, it was only
natural for the crowd to get even more excited.

\endtext

\text
While Caym and Margaretta calmly continued their drinking
contest, Spacchio acted as the bookie, taking bets on who
would win.
\endtext

\text
At the moment, the odds were 10 to 1, with Caym being
considered overwhelmingly unlikely to win.
\endtext

\text
In fact, Margaretta was already known throughout the Demon
Lord's army as quite the heavy drinker.
\endtext

\text
She could easily down strong liquor that you'd never expect
from her appearance, and yet she never got drunk and rowdy
or suffered from hangovers.
\endtext

\text
Of course, Caym never caused trouble when drinking either.

\endtext

\text
However, since Margaretta was always cheerfully drinking
strong booze, it was thought that Caym didn't stand a
chance.
\endtext

\text
But Caym hadn't challenged Margaretta without a plan.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Alright, next round.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Munch... I'll have another as well.
\endtext

\text
At their call, the bartender brought over the next round of
drinks.
\endtext

\text
The clear liquid in the glass was a high-proof spirit, made
by fermenting and distilling mashed potatoes.

\endtext

\text
The only difference was that Caym's was diluted with water,
while Margaretta's was almost pure liquor.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
(Heh heh heh, this match is mine!)
\endtext

\text
In truth, Caym had set things up from the moment he invited
Margaretta to the drinking contest.
\endtext

\text
He'd instructed the tavern staff to serve him watered-down
drinks and give Margaretta the undiluted stuff.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
(It's frustrating that I can't win without cheating, but a
contest is ruthless.)
\endtext

\text
Luckily, since the original liquor was colorless and clear,
Margaretta hadn't noticed that Caym was drinking
watered-down booze.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
At first I thought this was a pretty strong-tasting drink,
but once you get used to it, that strength is irresistible.
\endtext

\text
Caym was just mechanically bringing the glass to his lips,
but Margaretta even had the leisure to enjoy some snacks.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Gulp, gulp... ahh! That's my fifteenth glass!

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Fwaaah... ahh. You've already drunk that much? This is my
limit.
\endtext

\text
After Caym emptied two more glasses in a row, Margaretta
finally gave in.

\endtext

\text
She drained the remaining liquor in her glass and let out a
big sigh.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Whew, I haven't drunk like that in ages. I might've overdone
it a bit, but oh well. Hahaha!

\endtext

\text
With that, Margaretta let out a carefree laugh and tried to
stand up from her stool.

\endtext

\text
But maybe she'd had too much to drink, because her body
suddenly swayed.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Ah!
\endtext

\text
Caym reached out, but he was a moment too late, and
Margaretta's body toppled toward the floor.
\endtext

\text
…Or so it seemed, but her body was caught by a pair of
strong arms.
\endtext

\text
It was Noro, who had been quietly eating next to them.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Noro. Thanks. Take her to my room, would you?

\endtext

\text("Noro")
............
\endtext

\text
Nodding silently, Noro gently picked up Margaretta and
carried her out of the tavern.
\endtext

\text("Spacchio")
Today's drinking contest winner is the Demon Lord!
\endtext

\text
As Spacchio made the announcement, cheers and shouts erupted
throughout the tavern.
\endtext

\text
Those who bet on Margaretta regretted their loss, while
those who bet on Caym rejoiced at their unexpected luck.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Ugh, burp! Spacchio, I'm leaving the rest to you. Wrap
things up however you want.
\endtext

\text("Spacchio")
You got it!
\endtext

\text
Leaving Spacchio behind with a sly grin, Caym headed to his
room with Noro.

\endtext

\text
………………
\endtext

\text
…………
\endtext

\text
……
\endtext

\text("？？？")
Nn, lero, smooch, chu, chupa, chu, nmmchu... chup-pa,
kuchuru, nmmchuru, chupa...!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Uh, huh?
\endtext

\text
My head... hurts.
\endtext

\text
A throbbing pain pulses at the center of my brain.

\endtext

\text
As soon as I realize it, a wave of fatigue and nausea hits
me.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Ugh, ugh! Nn... huh?
\endtext

\text("？？？")
Churu, chuppu, n-ha, haa, Ahh, it's so hard and big... so
hot. Something like this, inside me...

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Who... is it?
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Churu, zujuro, bucchu, gumchuu, chubu... nmmchu,
nchuu―puhah!

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Oh, Caym. You're awake.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Yeah... what are you doing?
\endtext

\text
Maybe because of my hangover, my voice came out rough and
raspy.
\endtext

\text
Luckily, the situation in front of me was so shocking that
the pounding headache I'd felt earlier was starting to fade.

\endtext

\text
However, the dryness in my throat and the nausea in my
stomach seemed like they'd be sticking around for a while.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Your voice sounds terrible. Here, drink this.
\endtext

\text
With that, Margaretta poured water from a pitcher into a
glass on the side table.

\endtext

\text
Then, she handed it to Caym.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Gulp! Gulp! Ahh! I feel alive again!

\endtext

\text
The cold water had a hint of sweetness, tartness, and even a
bit of salt added to it.
\endtext

\text
Judging by the aroma, the tartness was probably from some
kind of citrus juice.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
That's the best thing for the morning after a hangover.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
There's salt in this, isn't there?
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
It helps your body absorb water faster, so it's great for
hangovers.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
I see. As expected of a heavy drinker, you really know your
stuff.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Well, it's just a drunkard's wisdom.
\endtext

\text
Margaretta chuckled softly as she took the glass from Caym
and set it back on the side table.

\endtext

\text
Even as she did all this, she kept stroking Caym's rock-hard
cock.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
So, what are you doing? You still haven't answered my
question.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
A wake-up... blowjob, as they call it. You're the one who
told me to do it, you know.
\endtext

\text
As she said the word 'blowjob,' Margaretta's eyes flushed
faintly red.

\endtext

\text
But her hand never stopped working Caym's cock.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Ah, now that you mention it... I do remember talking about
that.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
It was more than just talking. You were passionately
insisting on it.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
So, does that mean you were giving me that wake-up blowjob
just now?
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
That's right. I learned about blowjobs from a book on
bedroom techniques for lady attendants.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
I see. Well then, please continue.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
V-very well... I only know what I've read in books, so I
might not be very good at it...
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Nn, smooch, chu-ba, chururu, nmmchuu, chuppa, chuup... hmmn,
nmm, kumuuuun!

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Ahh, as I thought, it's so hard and hot... chu, zujuuuru,
juro, chuupuu, muchururuuun, nfu, hafuu!

\endtext

\text
Margaretta, looking a bit nervous and hesitant, ran her
tongue along my cock.
\endtext

\text
She started by carefully licking and cleaning the tip with
her tongue.
\endtext

\text
Her movements were clumsy, but there was a certain
earnestness in her awkwardness.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Hmm, this is... smooch, it's the same thing you did to me
before, isn't it? Smooch, nmmchu, chuupa!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Ah, you mean cunnilingus?
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Cunnilingus? Is that what it's called? I do remember asking
you how it felt to have your crotch licked back then...

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Mchururu, chuupa, chumuun, hamumu, nmmchu, chupa, amumu,
kummuun! Nmmchuru!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Hmm, honestly, it's not that great.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Fha! Haa, haa, I-I want to say that's a bit rude to say so
suddenly, but I know myself that I'm not very good at it.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
After all, I only learned from a book on bedroom techniques.
So, point out what I'm doing wrong.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Let's see... First, you're being too timid. You can go at it
a bit harder.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Harder, huh? If that's better, I'll try it that way.

\endtext

\text
Margaretta nodded at Caym's words and began pressing her
tongue against him more firmly.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Lerororooo, smooch, nmmchu, chu, chumuru, puchuru, ngumu,
chuppu, chuburururu, hamumuu

\endtext

\text("Caym")
That's it. Be thorough with the tip, but also do it with
some strength.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
N! Lerro, chuupa, chumu, nmmchu, churororo, chuppu, bujuru,
buchuu, nguju

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Hah, hah, haa... Ahh, it's so hot. Yours is getting really
hot. Nmmuu... churu, chummuun

\endtext

\text
Margaretta murmured dreamily as she traced the tip with her
tongue.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
N, fuu, how's this? Is it too strong? I just can't quite get
the feel for it.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
You just need to practice over and over. It's the same as
swordsmanship.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
P-practice over and over... hamumu, nchu-rururuun, chuba,
bujururu, guju, churu!

\endtext

\text
As she said that, Margaretta kept exploring my cock with her
tongue.
\endtext

\text
Her technique was still clumsy, but you could see her desire
to improve.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Hamuu, nnu, like this? Chuu, churururu, n, nmuchuu, gubuju,
zujururu, chuun

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Haa, haa, my mouth is full and it's hard to breathe...
muuuh, chuppuu, muchururu, chu, nchu!

\endtext

\text
From time to time Margaretta would pull her mouth off the
tip and gasp for breath.
\endtext

\text
Even so, she didn't give up and kept running her tongue
along my cock.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Nchu, chuburu, chuppu, nmmgu, churu... haa, the tip is so
smooth and it feels nice on my tongue.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Nmmchuru, chuppuu, muchuru, chu, churuuun, hamuchu, guchuru,
chuppuu, nmm!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
That's right. Try focusing on the very tip of the head.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Nn? Around here? Slurp, chu, chuppa, chumuunn, gumuchu,
juru, churu!

\endtext

\text
Margaretta's petal-like tongue licked up along the slit of
my cock.
\endtext

\text
Each time, a hot, tingling ache shot through Caym's penis.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Yeah, that's good... keep going just like that.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Nmm... chuppa, chumuru, chu, zuchu, nchurun, jururu, gujuru,
chupluuu, nfu!

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Gu, nu, it's... not going very well. Nmuchuu, chuppa,
churururu, ngumu, churuuun, chuppa!

\endtext

\text
Margaretta seemed frustrated that her tongue wasn't moving
as skillfully as she wanted.
\endtext

\text
Well, it was only natural since she'd only read about it in
books.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
I see. Then this time, try taking it in your mouth.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
O-okay... I'll be careful not to use my teeth.
\endtext

\text
Nodding at Caym's words, Margaretta stuffed his cock into
her mouth as much as she could.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Hamu... gumuu!? Nmm-! Nfuu, nfuu! Fuu, haf! N, nmmmmm!
Gumuuu!

\endtext

\text
Margaretta let out a confused moan at the size of the meat
rod filling her mouth, her eyes going wide.
\endtext

\text
But she quickly regained her composure and relaxed her
breathing.
\endtext

\text
Then, without panicking, she slowly began to lick and suck
on his cock.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Gujyu, zubuju, chuppu, nku, nmmchurururu, zujurururu,
buchuu, nju, zubuju!

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Nmuhaa! Ah, my jaw... it's getting tired. Hamu, nmm!
Nmmchuu, jururuu, churun, nmu!

\endtext

\text
At first, Margaretta just moved her tongue inside her mouth
while keeping his cock in.
\endtext

\text
But she soon realized she couldn't move her tongue much that
way and made a frustrated face.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
While it's in your mouth, squeeze with your lips and move
your head up and down.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Nmm! Nmmu, n, nn, nmmchu, chu, churururu, zujuru, kuchu,
chuba! Chu!

\endtext

\text
With wet sucking sounds, Margaretta's delicate lips polished
the thick, veiny cock.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Nn, kufuu, ah, it's hot... inside my mouth, haf, it's
throbbing, ahh... so thick and hard. Gumuuu, nmmuun, churu!

\endtext

\text
Taking the swollen shaft deep into her throat, Margaretta
wore a somewhat intoxicated expression.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Hmm, still can't say you're good at it, but you've got guts.
Keep it up.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
L-like this? I see, nmmu, chuba, churuuun, muchuru, buju,
gubujururuuun!

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Nn, ngumu! Haf, nmmchuu, chuppa, chubu, gujuru, zubujururu,
buchuun

\endtext

\text
Margaretta wasn't feeling any sexual pleasure herself yet,
but she was gradually getting absorbed in the act.

\endtext

\text
You could say the means had become the end―she was getting
engrossed in licking and sucking Caym's cock itself.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Nn? Huh, it's kind of salty. Something slippery seems to be
coming out of the tip...

\endtext

\text("Caym")
That's precum. Don't worry, it's harmless if you swallow it.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
I see. Maybe a little change in flavor isn't so bad... Nmm,
churururu, chuba, muchuu, ngumu, churu.

\endtext

\text
With that carefree remark, Margaretta once again immersed
herself in giving a blowjob.
\endtext

\text
Perhaps this was her way of repaying Caym for giving her
confidence as a woman.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Gu, mmm? Hah, it's actually pretty hard not to let my teeth
touch it. Hamuun, chu, jururu.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Nmmuun! Chuburu, nju, chuppa, muchuruuun, hamumuu, guju,
chuju, bugujuruu!

\endtext

\text
Margaretta continued her oral service, letting out rough
breaths through her nose.
\endtext

\text
However, perhaps because she was still inexperienced, Caym's
arousal didn't rise past a certain point.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Can't you move a little faster? It's kind of frustrating
like this.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Mmm, sorry. I'll try harder... N, nn, gumu, mujurururu,
bucchuu, chuburu, gubujurururu!

\endtext

\text
At Caym's words, Margaretta desperately started bobbing her
head.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
That's it... just a little more, keep going.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Nmfuuu! Muchuu, chuba, gujurururu, zuchuu, chubu, chubo,
bujurubo, gubuchuu!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Ugh, nu... not bad at all.
\endtext

\text
It was certainly clumsy, but Margaretta's oral service was
full of enthusiasm.
\endtext

\text
In fact, seeing her trying so hard despite her inexperience
was what turned Caym on.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Ngu, muuu? Fua, it's trembling in my mouth... ahh, so hot...
nmmchuu, juru, chuba, jurururu, zuju!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Yes, just like that. Keep bobbing your head and stroking me
with your lips.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Muchuruu, bujuru, gubuju, zujuruuun, chuba, chuzozzo,
gubuchuun, ngmuchuu!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Kuh, I'm about to... cum!
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Ngumu, mutchu, chubobo, juru, zuchuuu, gubobo, buju,
churuuuun!

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Kuh! O-ohhh!
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Ngguuu!? Nmujuu, bujuru, gubuchuun, nmmu, chubu, nmou,
gumomoo!?

\endtext

\text
Suddenly, thick semen burst inside her mouth.
\endtext

\text
The heat and force of it made Margaretta almost pull away
for a moment.
\endtext

\text
But she managed to hold herself back with sheer willpower
and sealed the tip with her tongue as she took in the semen.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Kuh, guuuh!
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Nnmuuhh, ngu, gumuuu, juru, chubo, n, nuuuu, kufuuun, ngumu!


\endtext

\text
As Caym's hips trembled violently, he poured even more thick
semen into her mouth.
\endtext

\text
She was certainly surprised at first, but once she realized
this was Caym's climax, Margaretta accepted it all.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Nnnuuuu, mufu―, fumuun, nnh, kufuuuun, fuuu, haf! N, n!


\endtext

\text("Caym")
Ugh, ahh... it's over now.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
N! Ngu, ngumuu, jururururu, chuba, chubbo, jurruun, ngu,
ngu, gulp!

\endtext

\text
Margaretta gave a small nod as Caym announced he was
finished.
\endtext

\text
Then, making loud gulping sounds, she swallowed down the
thick semen that had pooled in her mouth.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Nggun, ngu, gumu, nmutchuu, chuba, jurru, chubobobo,
guchururu, churun, muchu!

\endtext

\text
It was terribly bitter. In fact, it might be more accurate
to call it astringent.
\endtext

\text
On top of that, to her, it gave off a smell close to a
stench and was a sticky fluid that clung to her throat.
\endtext

\text
Swallowing it all down was quite a struggle, but according
to the book on bedroom arts, that was the proper etiquette.

\endtext

\text
And since she believed what the book said without question,
she dutifully carried out the act of swallowing.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Gumu, ngungu! Mujuruu, zujurururu, chuba, chuu, ngu! Fu,
fuhaaa―!

\endtext

\text
With a particularly big sigh, Margaretta finally let Caym's
penis slip from her mouth.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Haa, haa, ah, ahh... whew. I tried it out of curiosity, but
it's really exhausting... My jaw is trembling.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Good job. You did well.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Hehe, when you praise me like that, it makes me feel a bit
embarrassed.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Still, I didn't expect you to swallow all of my semen.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Hm? What, was that bad? That book on bedroom arts said
swallowing it all is the proper way.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
No, it's not bad. In fact, I want to praise you for doing so
well.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Fufufu, is that so? Somehow, being told that makes me feel
ticklish.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
If you want that book, you can have it. By all means, master
every technique and show them off to me.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
U-um... very well. If you ask me that much, I can't say no.

\endtext

\text
Though she looked a little embarrassed, Margaretta nodded in
satisfaction at Caym's words.

\endtext

\text
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\endtext

\text
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\endtext

\text
……
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Well then, I'll head back to my room and rest a bit more. I
woke up early and I'm sleepy.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
You're tough...
\endtext

\text
Suppressing a yawn as she got up, Margaretta straightened
out her disheveled clothes as she spoke.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Well, being a mercenary is a rough business. Drinking is
about the only fun I get. My body is used to it by now.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
I see... Well, just a word of advice from an old man―don't
drink too much.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Hahaha! The Demon Lord is so kind. But since it's your
advice, I'll take it to heart.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Well then.
\endtext

\text
With a laugh, Margaretta said that and left Caym's room.

\endtext

\text
Or so he thought, but just as she reached the door, she
turned back.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Hm? What's up?
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Yesterday's contest is yesterday's contest, and I'll admit
my loss. Scheming is just another tactic, after all.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
But next time, let's have a real drinking contest with
straight liquor. Right, Caym?
\endtext

\text("Caym")
―How did you know!?
\endtext

\text
In an instant, Caym's stomach turned into a lump of cold
ice.
\endtext

\text
At the same time, the heartburn and nausea he'd forgotten
about came raging back.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Oh, it's simple. We both opened new bottles yesterday,
right? But just now―

\endtext

\text
At that, Margaretta paused and gestured with her chin at the
water pitcher on the side table.

\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
When I went to the tavern to get that, I noticed it. The
amount left in your bottle and mine was different.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Guh...!
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Yes, your bottle still had about eighty percent left. In
other words, you watered it down that much, didn't you?

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Grrr...
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Well, like I said before, a contest is a contest. I'll admit
my loss fair and square. But next time, it'll be a serious
match.
\endtext

\text("Margaretta")
Well then, Caym. And don't go drinking hair of the dog just
because you're hungover, alright?
\endtext

\text
Waving at Caym as she spoke, Margaretta finally left the
room for real this time.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Damn. I forgot to ask the master to take care of the
bottle...
\endtext

\text
The tavern's bottle-keeping system had backfired on him.

\endtext

\text("Caym")
What is this overwhelming sense of defeat... haaa.
\endtext

\text
After downing another glass of the water Margaretta had
prepared, Caym lay down on the bed, tormented by a headache
and nausea.
\endtext