CHAPTER 43: SHAULA

There might be some flow issues with this Chapter. Apologies for that! m(_ _)m

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Meanwhile, far off in the distance, a third figure watched—mouth parted.What are you two even doing...One hand was already rubbing her clit. Shaula.

Shaula pleasured herself as she watched the two beyond the trees—licking, slurping, lost in each other’s pleasure.

Their interplay made Shaula heat up on her own. She pulled her pants to the side—completely naked beneath the canopy—as she worked her fingers inside herself.

In the distance, Alayne lay back on the rocky plain, Eren’s hand pressed tightly against her bust. He wanted in.

But Alayne removed his hand, guiding him lower toward the slick, dripping entrance beneath. She mouthed, "That one’s still not finished."

She gestured toward her pussy, overflowing with her own juices and said, "You haven’t even touched the starter yet." Her breasts heaved from the convulsion moments before as she continued, "Do that first, then you’ll get it."

Eren paused for a moment, then smirked. "Alright... pussy before the full course, eh?"

He leaned back, watching.

"So... I go in?" he asked, already leaning toward her naked thighs—and what lay between them.

But Alayne pushed him away, sighing as she gave a firm look. "No. That won’t be the case."

She stood up and stepped toward Eren—pressing her foot against his chest until his back hit the rock. His breath hitched as he tried to form a word.

"Thi—"

But before he could finish, Alayne straddled him—her wetness dripping directly onto his face as she sat down, her pussy aligned perfectly with his parted mouth.

She let out a deep, shivering breath above him.

"Haa..." sighing "This is it..."

She pressed deeper, grinding onto his lips as she murmured: "Tongue, boy. Use that goddamned tongue—the only thing you’re good at."

Eren followed. He pressed into her slit.

But the moment he was about to roll his tongue to the side—where it’d hit, Alayne’s gaze wandered— to the arm, she voiced out."Eren."A tinge of surprise in her tone.

Eren’s eyes, suddenly shifted up toward her—confused, muffled beneath her heat, ’What is it?’

Alayne quickly moved off to the side, no longer straddling him. Her gaze towards his arm—the one that had been injured. She reached for it immediately, lifting it with care.

Eren wanted to let out a pained hum at the movement—the phantom sensation still lingering in the injured limb—but he stopped before even that could happen.

He looked toward Alayne—her eyes slightly widened, then glancing back at the arm that, not long ago, hadn’t been responding well.

She braced the arm gently against her chest and mouthed,"This..." She murmured low, "Does... it hurt?"

Her fingertips pressed lightly against his skin as she studied him closely, brows knit.

Eren didn’t respond right away. Instead, he focused—feeling the sensation of his veins, searching for any trace of pain. Strain.

But there was none.He slowly lifted his head, shaking.

No pain. No jolting sensation when her fingers touched his skin.

To his reaction, Alayne studied the arm carefully, her fingertips tracing the veins that hadn’t been working just a day ago.

"This... I’ve never seen anything like this."

There was awe in her voice—and something else woven beneath it.

She pressed her thumbs in gently, observing the lines beneath his skin, feeling the flow that had once failed.

The internal injuries were gone. No bleeding inside the arm.In fact—every vein that had been damaged was already healed.

She just took it all in—in awe and reverence of something new, something she had only just discovered.

She looked toward Eren."When did the painful sensation go away?" she asked.

Eren worked his thoughts.Was it the moment after Alayne had finished with him in his room?Or after Mira and Velira had milked him dry? Or the bath?

He cycled through the possibilities—trying to pinpoint the moment the pain vanished.But he couldn’t find one.

He mouthed softly,

"I... don’t know."

Alayne just looked at him—eyes laced with curiosity, along with the budding thought of a possible medical breakthrough of her own."This... it’s not possible to heal like this normally. Not even in a month with treatment," she said.

Even Eren himself was surprised by the speed of his recovery. He forgot entirely what they had been in the middle of just moments ago.

His mouth hung open, thoughts racing, as a sudden possibility clicked his mind.

Did I really have thi—

Wait.

His mind snapped in one direction, voicing internally.’System.’

The blue translucent light came into view.

[ System Interface ]

Host: Eren Voss (Adopted), 18 years old

Current Arts:Lesser Wyvern Sword Arts — Mastery: First Technique

Assignment:In Progress — Learn 2 or more techniques to unlock Inventory

Next Technique:Martial General Body Technique (Selected)

’Does the System have any role in speeding up the recovery time?’ he asked — a sudden, sharp tone rang in his ears.

[ Automatic Recovery Function ]

Function:

Speed-Up Recovery

When the host is at risk of death, permanent injury, loss of body parts, or any damage that would last a lifetime—

The System is authorized to take control of the host’s body during sleep, overriding natural functions to mend damage internally without conscious input.

In return:A limited number of days will automatically be deducted from the host’s total lifespan as compensation.

Eren just stared at the message—eyes full of confusion.

’Deducted?’ he asked, as the screen expanded.

[ Borrowed Days ]

The System may borrow a limited number of days from the host’s lifespan.

During these Borrowed Days, the host is required to perform tasks or follow instructions issued by the System.

Failure to comply will result in increased lifespan deduction or system-enforced penalties.

The host retains full control of their body during this time.

Eren mouthed softly,"Oh..."

Alayne’s voice broke the silence."Eren?"

Her words pulled him back, as he looked towards her and gave a half-hearted wave of his hand, sighing."Nothing," he whispered.

Meanwhile, Alayne studied his arm.Though the arm hadn’t yet regained much muscle, the bones beneath felt solid, and the veins responded under her touch.

She concluded silently—’it would be alright.’ before throwing herself onto him—Eren still lost in thought—suddenly tumbled forward, barely catching himself with one hand.

Alayne pressed hard against his back, sending a sharp sensation up his spine.

"Now that that’s alright..." she whispered, her eyes drifting to his now-healed arm.

"Shall we continue our main course?"

She picked the arm up gently, slipping one of his fingers into her mouth—wetting it with a slow, deliberate drip.

Eren’s little brother already stood to attention, answering for him, as Shaula’s fingers resumed—hips pressed into the forest floor.