Helen began to suspect there was something strange about the girl accompanying them. Ryan recalled that she had shown a similar attitude back in the elven village, shooing away the elven girls who approached him.
'After all, that's just how she is...' Ryan thought, choosing not to intervene in the face of Helen's pointed question.
"Come on, calm down. You should thank her for supporting Ryan in the demonic continent, don't you think?" Mirian suggested, trying to ease the tension.
"Come on, Mirian! Don't say stupid things," Helen grumbled.
"Hey, it's the truth. I haven't done anything. I think you're just very possessive and simply jealous of me," Karol said in a dissatisfied tone.
"Huh? I'm not jealous!" Helen snapped.
"Yeah, yeah, stop fighting already," Ryan interrupted as he stepped between them.
"Ryan is right, there's no point in arguing over trivial things," Karol commented.
Even so, they continued bickering all the way back to the inn, and Helen complained even more about the fact that Karol had followed them the entire time.
Ryan still wasn't sure if he really wanted her in the party after seeing so much friction between them.
Even so, he remembered everything they had done in that house on the demonic continent, and he simply couldn't bring himself to deny Karol's constant assertions that she was already an official member of the group.
Several hours passed like this. Later, they all gathered in the room at the inn.
Karol brought her face close to Ryan's ear and whispered:
"Hey Ryan, how do you think they'd react if I told them all the naughty things we did in...?"
"Shut up, don't you dare say anything about that," Ryan replied in a very low voice.
"So, are you going to tell them that you accept me as an official member of the party?"
'This woman... she's trying to manipulate me.'
"You two, why are you whispering?" Mirian asked as she approached, eyeing them with suspicion.
"It's nothing," Ryan said in an annoyed tone.
Knock, knock, knock.
A knock sounded on the room door, breaking the awkward tension building in the room.
'Perfect timing!'
When Ryan opened the door, a woman from the tavern staff was standing there.
She was holding what looked like a sealed envelope and handed it to Ryan.
Inside was a letter.
There was an address. And inside the envelope, there was also a key.
"He got it so fast. Good job, Baron Thomas," Ryan said with a faint smile.
The letter indicated the location of the property Ryan had received from Baron Thomas.
After sharing the news with the girls in his party, they packed their things and left in a hurry.
When they arrived, they began to notice just how large the house was.
Even though their current plan was to leave as soon as possible, and they knew they wouldn't be able to enjoy the place even for a single day.
Helen and Karol started arguing over trivial things again. But Mirian stepped in.
"Stop arguing already! You know that getting back to the guild will take us four days. And we haven't even gathered the materials we came here for."
"Damn it, I had completely forgotten!" Ryan commented with a hint of worry.
When Karol asked what materials they were looking for, he explained it to her, and she said she had plenty of those materials stored in her magic inventory artifact—the one she had previously told Ryan about.
Helen asked her for those materials, acting as if they had never argued, and even treated her like a friend, flashing a wide smile.
'That smile is totally forced.'
However, Karol refused unless Helen apologized for treating her poorly all this time, to which Mirian intervened on her behalf. After apologizing, Mirian suggested that the two of them go together to fetch the materials.
She pointed out that it would be a good opportunity for them to get along better. They agreed and left.
"Whew, finally left in peace. They're so noisy!" Mirian commented.
"So that's why you made them go together?"
"Yes, fufufu."
Ryan sat on the bed in the room where they were.
"You're wicked," Ryan said, looking at Mirian.
Mirian stepped closer to Ryan and, with a mischievous smile, replied:
"You know, actually... I'm quite selfish, and that's why it bothers me that you're hiding that you did perverted things with that girl... Karol."
"What? What are you talking about? I didn't do anything with her."
"Don't lie to me. It's true that Helen is an idiot, but she has very sharp instincts. If she suspected something, it means something really happened between you two."
Ryan remained silent for a few seconds before speaking.
"If you thought that... then why did you take Karol's side?"
"That's because I don't want Helen doing anything with you before I do, though it still annoys me that Karol did it first," Mirian said, puffing out her cheeks in a pout.
"Just so your mind is at ease, I'll tell you: yes, something happened. But it's not much different from what you and I have already done; I didn't have sex with her."
"Really, nothing more happened?"
Ryan nodded.
Then Ryan took Mirian's hands and pulled her toward him, pressing her against his body, and began kissing her.
Mirian returned the kiss intensely.
Ryan gripped Mirian's hands and pulled her down, making her fall onto her back on the bed. Mirian's face flushed red, her beautiful amber eyes shone brightly, and her breathing quickened.
Her blonde hair spread across the bed.
"Look at you, you're trembling... are you scared?" Ryan asked, seeing her so flustered.
"No... It's just that this will be my first time..." she replied, looking at him with a blushing face.
Her unsteady words made her look incredibly cute.
'Damn it, she looks so adorable!'
Ryan positioned himself over her and began kissing her neck. Then he slowly ran his tongue from the base of her neck up to her chin. He paused for a moment; they looked into each other's eyes, and he began kissing her on the lips.
He placed his knee between Mirian's legs, applying pressure against her core.
"Ah..."
A moan escaped Mirian's mouth in a deeply sultry voice.
They didn't stop kissing.
Ryan placed his right hand over Mirian's breast and began massaging it.
Mirian's moans grew more intense.
He began removing the clothes she was wearing, leaving her chest bare and fully visible.
Blushing, she covered her breasts with one hand. Ryan took that hand and moved it aside, then, looking into her eyes, said:
"Don't cover them, you have truly gorgeous breasts."
"Dummy, don't say that, it's embarrassing," she replied, looking away.
Ryan brought his face close to Mirian's breasts and began kissing them.
He gently nibbled her nipple, making it impossible for her to hold back her moans.
After playing with her breasts for a while, Ryan undressed Mirian completely.
Seeing her totally naked, he couldn't help but admire her beautiful body.
He took off his clothes as well. He kissed her again, but this time Ryan slipped his hand between Mirian's legs and began touching her.
"Mmm, you're this wet? Just from kissing you..."
"Ah... don't say it..." Mirian replied with a cracking voice and ragged breathing.
Ryan began moving his fingers inside Mirian.
A wet sound echoed with every stroke.
"Ah... Ry... Ryan... this feels so good... ah..."
"Your voice sounds so sexy when you moan like that..."
Ryan positioned himself between Mirian's legs; she spread them wider.
Then Ryan guided his member with his hand, resting the tip at her entrance. Looking straight at her, he asked:
"Are you ready?"
"Do you think it will hurt...?"
"Just a little bit... but you're S-rank, why would pain worry you?"
"Dummy... that's completely different... Ah..."
Ryan didn't wait for her to finish speaking; he inserted the tip and began to push forward.
'This feeling, she's so wet inside... it feels incredible...'
Mirian began to moan at Ryan's steady motion.
Even though he had only pushed the tip in, it was already enough to bring her immense pleasure.
A moment later, he began pressing in much deeper. Mirian dug her nails into Ryan's back.
She let out a slight whimper of discomfort, but when she noticed Ryan pausing, she told him not to stop.
'This tightness and warmth I feel on my cock now... I see it really was her first time...'
For some reason, confirming that thrilled Ryan. His heart raced, and he began thrusting harder, taking all of himself completely inside her.
He moved rapidly, plunging in and out with deep, steady strokes.
Mirian's moans grew louder and more desperate. The wet sounds of their bodies moving together echoed throughout the room.
Ryan began sucking on Mirian's nipple without breaking his rhythm.
She cried out aloud:
"Ah! This feels so good... I feel like I'm melting! Ryan, Ryan!"
Hearing her moan brought Ryan immense satisfaction.
Each thrust drove in harder as he continued licking and sucking on Mirian's nipple.
"Ah... I'm about to come..." Ryan murmured.
"Ryan! Don't stop... it feels too good... Ryan, don't stop!"
The heat inside Mirian grew tighter and wetter.
The rush Ryan felt was approaching its peak.
The urge to release the built-up pressure in his groin became overwhelming.
Mirian kept crying out his name, locking her legs tightly around him.
"I feel... my whole body... ah... shaking... I'm going to... ah... ah..."
She panted, her voice breaking amidst shallow breaths.
Without slowing down, Ryan felt an explosive surge as he released his seed deep inside Mirian.
Keeping himself buried within her, he looked down at her face. She was completely flushed, panting as if she had just run a marathon, a trail of saliva trickling from the corner of her lips.
Ryan pushed in slightly deeper, resting firmly against her. Mirian parted her lips at the lingering fullness inside her, and Ryan leaned down to kiss her.