BLBJ 6.2

How much longer did he wait? After quite a while, the attendant approached again.

His expression was completely different from the gruff look earlier – a broad, cheerful smile. It was obvious enough that Jeremiah had given a positive answer.

“Please follow me.”

Eizen quickly checked Tennes’s location.

🏛️ [Tennes – Imperial Palace – Office]

Seeing ‘In Transit’ wasn’t displayed and that he was still in the office, Eizen realized the two were likely meeting together.

‘Fine, whatever.’

Eizen slowly followed behind the attendant. The party hall had been sufficiently splendid, but the splendor of the castle itself was something else entirely. Majestic and elegant, perhaps?

There was also something unsettling about it. The weapons placed here and there in the lavish spaces, the armor that seemed to glare.

As Eizen’s gaze wandered, the attendant added an explanation, as if accustomed to such people.

“That armor was taken after slaying the enemy’s knight commander, and this weapon was used to kill them.”

Eizen’s entire body broke out in goosebumps. So this is the spoils of war, huh. The gleaming, polished surface of the armor seemed to have bloodstains on it somehow.

Seeing Eizen’s expression stiffen slightly, the attendant shrugged his shoulders.

💬So Jeremiah really was a warmonger, huh?

💬Of course. He’s a tyrant, after all.

💬Well, at least we know he’s insanely strong.

💬The setting gives me chills. Walking down that hall at night would feel haunted.

💬Jeremiah looks like he could beat up ghosts too.

💬This game really pays attention to the smallest details, doesn’t it?

💬Even the shops in the market were so meticulously designed. It was impressive.

“Your Majesty.”

Eizen shuddered slightly with fear, clinging close behind, and arrived, as expected, before a magnificent door.

Intricate carvings adorned the door, making it obvious at a glance that this was the Emperor’s quarters. Even the handle was carved with such beautiful detailing that it was almost too precious to touch.

“I have brought Lord Eizen Sarnah,” The attendant announced.

There was no response from within. Yet, the attendant, seemingly accustomed to this, gestured for Eizen to open the door and enter.

Eizen gave his clothes a pointless pat and stepped into the office.

“Your Majesty.”
“What brings you here?”

Jeremiah, lounging casually on the sofa, resembled a beast.

His long legs, crossed elegantly to the point of discomfort, and his chin resting on his hand inspired fear before fascination. Despite their fresh green hue, Jeremiah’s eyes somehow evoked a predator. Hidden in the grass, perhaps, was the feeling.

“Well…” Just as Eizen was about to answer…

“The clothes I gave you at the hunting competition caused you trouble, didn’t they?” Tennes’s voice came from the other side.

Eizen turned his head. It was the man he’d momentarily forgotten about, overwhelmed by Jeremiah’s gaze the instant he’d entered the office.

Despite Jeremiah’s rather intimidating expression, Tennes seemed relaxed. It seemed the claim that he had charged across battlefields alongside Jeremiah was no empty boast.

Eizen’s lips twitched. What should he say to Tennes, who wore a gentle smile? Should he blame Tennes, claiming that damn hunting outfit had truly caused a huge incident? Or should he just wave it off, insisting it wasn’t true?

‘He probably knows everything that happened anyway.’

The question was how much he knew.

Being stripped bare was one thing, but did he know about what happened with someone else? Eizen couldn’t offer any answer.

“It was nothing.” It was Jeremiah who answered Tennes. 

What could Eizen possibly say when His Majesty the Emperor, the Almighty and Glorious, declared it nothing?

“Yes, it was nothing. Um, thank you.”

While thanking Tennes, he stole a glance at Jeremiah, but the latter seemed unmoved.

‘Why? Is it because of Pike after all?’

No sooner had he thought that than talk of Pike came up.

“I heard Lord Pike saved you.”

That damn Pike! Pike!

Eizen was on the verge of a full-blown neurosis. It seemed the viewers felt the same, as complaints flooded the chat window.

💬Ugh, Pike talk again?

💬The Pike talk is so boring.

💎[ImBuyingAPenis donated 10,000 won] — This game is seriously fun.

💬Hurry up and feed them affinity potions.

💬Agreed

Eizen gripped the affinity potion in his pocket.

To keep the stream going for as long as possible, he had to at least roughly balance the affinity levels of each capture target.

If viewers get fixated on just one capture target, like with Pike now, people will say it’s boring, and that leads to viewers leaving. Not only would donations decrease as a result, but it would also become impossible to generate decent profits by pitting the capture targets against each other.

Eizen pondered how to get them to drink the affinity potion.

Was it because their relationship felt so bleak, or did they simply not enjoy tea? The table held nothing but a few paper bundles.

‘What should I do?’

Wouldn’t it be odd for Eizen to offer, “Would you like some tea?” to Jeremiah and Tennes first? Jeremiah was the master of this office. 

The bottles of affinity Potion clinked together.

Looking back on the times with Christian and Bartholomew, trying half-baked tricks that wouldn’t work would only backfire.

Besides, the two men before him were warriors who had enjoyed battle on the battlefield! They wouldn’t fall for Eizen’s shallow tricks.

Eizen thought for a moment, then closed his eyes tightly and opened them again.

There was no choice. He’d just have to push forward head-on.

Even the existence of the heart-shaped bottle was already known to Christian and Bartholomew. Who knew how many more times he’d have to feed them affinity potions? Given the situation, it was better to just go all out.

Eizen confidently pulled out two affinity potions.

💬Huh? Another straight shot this time?

💬LOL what are you gonna say when you hand it over?

💬Ah, I’ve got a bad feeling about this LOL

💬Looks like Eizen’s gonna end up drinking the affinity potion again.

💬Anyone wanna bet?

💬All in on ‘Eizen drinks it.’

💬Same, one vote for ‘Eizen drinks it.’

💬That’s not even a fair bet, LOL

The moment he saw the chat window, Eizen sensed trouble too.

‘Ah, I’m really screwed.’

Even if he thought that, he couldn’t take back the two hands he’d already extended. No turning back now.

Eizen came up with a plausible excuse. “I wanted to give it to you because it’s supposed to be good for stamina.”

<p style=”margin:.3em 0;”>💬You can’t just start talking about stamina here LOL<br><p style=”margin:.3em 0;”>💬Oh, are we going 3-beep now?<br><p style=”margin:.3em 0;”>💬Of all things, stamina LOL</p><p>

Eizen wanted to slap himself. Why did the word “stamina” just pop out of his mouth? Cold sweat trickled down his back, but Jeremiah just chuckled, finding it amusing.

“How do you know it’s good for stamina?”
“Huh?”
“I said, how do you know?”
“Well, that…”
“You’ve tried it, haven’t you?”

Eizen clamped his lips shut at Jeremiah’s mocking chuckle.

It was good for stamina… in a different sense.

“Or did you feed it to that paladin?”

Pike again. Why on earth did he say it was good for stamina? Regretting it now wouldn’t take back the words.

“Well, it was something I happened to receive… I thought it might be good to present it to His Majesty…”

The more he stammered, the deeper he felt he was sinking into a quagmire. As Eizen broke out in a cold sweat, Jeremiah’s lips twisted into an even more crooked smile.

“Guess I looked like I needed a boost.”

Instantly, Eizen’s throat tightened, choking on the memory of that enormous cock filling his mouth until his jaw ached.

Lacking stamina? More like overflowing with it.

Eizen forced an awkward, painfully stiff smile.

“No, that’s not it…”

💬The first button’s already buttoned wrong.

💬Are we really going down the drinking route again?

💬Knew it.

💬I was worried ever since he bought three of them.

💬Let’s just pour the Affinity Potion straight into their mouths. Pike talk is boring.

💬What? It’s super fun, though.

💬Don’t fight, everyone. We all just want to see the XX.

💬Exactly, that’s the true world peace XX LOL

“Hmm.”

Jeremiah chuckled as if amused. Then he took an affinity potion and waved it right in front of Tennes’s eyes.

“What do you think, Tennes? Would you drink it?”
“Are you worried it might be poison?”
“If I was gonna die from poison, I’d already be dead.”

Eizen blinked, giving Tennes a pleading look. It would be great if Tennes could just down a whole bottle here.

When their eyes met briefly, Tennes’s red eyes seemed to smile faintly.

‘Please.’

As if hearing Eizen’s plea, Tennes flashed a sly smile and snatched the bottle from Jeremiah’s hand.

“I’ll try it first. See if it really boosts stamina.”
“What do you need it for?”
“Well, it’ll come in handy somewhere.”

As he said this, the look he shot Eizen was clearly amused.

A pink liquid, less than a sip, poured into Tennes’s mouth.

“No sign of an ailment.”

The empty heart-shaped bottle rolled off the table with a clatter.

[Secret Shop Opens]

[♥Secret Shop – Tennes♥]

[Time Remaining: 23:59:59]

Jeremiah stared blankly, seemingly amused, then popped open the bottle cap.

💬Is he really just going to drink it like that?

💬Aah, disappointing.

💬What the…

The audience groaned in boredom, but Eizen was happy. Let Jeremiah drink it like this. Eizen could quietly step back.

‘Good. Just keep going like this.’

The moment Eizen let out a short sigh of relief, his hair was yanked.

“Ah!”

His head jerked back sharply, a short groan escaping him. In that instant, a familiar liquid poured into Eizen’s mouth. There was no time or space to spit it out or do anything else. The pink potion vanished the moment it touched his tongue, melting away like snow.

Jeremiah chuckled softly, stroking Eizen’s pink hair.

“Seems like you need the stamina more than I do.”

Eizen closed his mouth belatedly, but the small amount of potion had long since vanished. He clamped his lips shut.

💬He fed it to him, lololol.

💬Knew it, he drank it again.

💬What did I say, lololol.

💬It was doomed the moment he bought three of them.

💬But how’s he going to feed Jeremiah now?

As if he’d notice the chatting.

Eizen desperately tried to escape. But Jeremiah’s hand was faster than Eizen’s. The grip on his arm showed no mercy.

“Let… let go of me.”
“Where do you think you’re going? To that paladin?”

The chuckling voice carried more amusement than jealousy. Eizen struggled, but Jeremiah didn’t budge. Even as Eizen fought to pry Jeremiah’s fingers off his arm one by one, Jeremiah remained utterly calm.

“Your Majesty, please.”

Perhaps it was because the effects of the potion he’d taken earlier hadn’t fully worn off yet that his body was rapidly heating up. Eizen gasped for breath as he struggled. At that moment, the affinity potion tucked inside his pocket fell out with a thud.

”You carry quite a lot of those. Was the paladin’s item useless?”
“Is that much virility potion really necessary?”

Tennes chuckled softly as he picked up the bottle. Eizen reached out to grab it, but Tennes’s hand, holding the bottle, only dodged this way and that.

‘I have to do something – either escape or feed it to Jeremiah.’

“This is getting interesting. Shall I fetch that paladin?”
“Your Majesty, even so, it’s not wise to do such things here.”

Unlike Jeremiah, who still brought up Pike, Tennes no longer mentioned him. The difference in their affinity potions was starkly evident.

“Haa, Your Majesty.”

The sound of his heart pounding echoed in his ears. As Eizen exhaled hot breath, he squeezed his eyes shut and opened them again to find Tennes’s fingertips touching his chin.

“Seems it’s more of an aphrodisiac than a virility potion.”

Jeremiah narrowed his eyes at Tennes’s words.

“You seem surprisingly calm for someone in that situation.”
“I really don’t feel anything. Could it be some kind of weak potion only Eizen would have?”
“Why would he carry around a weak potion like that?”
“Huh.”

Eizen shook his head, feeling his mind go all mushy and melted.

💬Ah, it really feels like it’s going 3-beep this time.

💬I just turned the volume down.

💬Lolol Jeremiah, hang in there! Just a little longer!

Holding Eizen’s arm in one hand and the affinity potion in the other, Jeremiah shook the small bottle. The pink liquid sloshed inside.

“Is it really only effective on one person?”

Eizen’s gasping seemed to pique his interest even more. With one hand, Jeremiah unscrewed the cap and downed the liquid in one gulp.

[Secret Shop Opens]

[♥Secret Shop – Jeremiah♥]

[Time Remaining: 23:59:59]

Eizen squeezed his eyes shut, then opened them.

He had succeeded in feeding both of them the Affinity Potion, but now the situation was nothing short of disastrous.

Earlier, after drinking the Affinity Potion, hadn’t he ended up masturbating alone, poking his own rear end?! If he completely lost his mind this time too, there was no guarantee he wouldn’t do it again.

‘No way…’

Eizen’s mind grew increasingly hazy. His pants had been bulging for ages. The sticky fluid from earlier hadn’t even dried yet, and now the damp fabric clung to his skin, making him feel weird.

“Definitely no feeling.” Jeremiah spoke flatly, watching Eizen panting with a flushed face.

This was certain. The Affinity Potion only had a weak effect on Eizen, while for other capture targets, it was simply a potion that raised their actual affinity.

As a bonus, it also unlocked the Secret Shop.

💬Eizen! The secret shop! Open [♥Secret Shop – Tennes♥]!

💬Yeah! Let’s buy some items from the secret shop.

💬We’re doing it anyway, might as well have fun.

💬Honestly, I’m just curious about his tastes.

Viewers were clamoring for him to keep opening the secret shop.

Eizen’s mind wasn’t working properly.

‘Secret shop…’

Eizen blinked his dazed eyes and absentmindedly opened [♥Secret Shop – Tennes♥].

[♥Secret Shop – Tennes♥]

[Full-body mirror]
[Folding mat]
[Dog collar]
[Scissors]
[String underwear]
[Tail]
[Wall hole]

💬What is this lololol

💬Pretending to be all kind, but what’s with the foldable mat in front of the full-length mirror lolol

💬Outdoor play?

💬What’s the scissors for?

💬Curious about the string underwear. Different from the underwear in [♥Secret Shop – Bartholomew♥], right?

💬Tail… is that the tail I’m thinking of?

💬Not sure what you’re thinking, but yeah, that tail.

💬What is it?

💬But what’s with the wall hole?

💬Wall sex. That’s what it is.

💬Fuck lololol

Eizen blinked. Even in his muddled state, he understood well enough that [♥Secret Shop – Tennes♥] was definitely not good.

Eizen quickly closed the window and opened [♥Secret Shop – Jeremiah♥].

[♥Secret Shop – Jeremiah♥]

[Feather]
[Honey]
[Petals]
[Naughty Underwear]
[Bubbles]
[Massage Cream]
[Lipstick]

💬Whoa, who are you?

💬Wasn’t Jeremiah supposed to be a tyrant?

💬What is this, this ticklish-looking list?

💬Is this really [♥Secret Shop – Jeremiah♥]?

While the viewers gasped in shock, heat surged up into Eizen’s head.

“Hmph!”

The strength drained completely from his legs. Jeremiah firmly caught Eizen, who nearly collapsed, and pulled him up onto the sofa.

“Haah, haa…”

“You’re completely out of it.”
“Are we going to leave him like this?”
“I’m curious about what to do.”

Just the sound of their chuckles made Eizen’s whole body tingle.

Eizen clenched his fists tightly, staring at the two men before him.

He couldn’t even hide the bulge that had already formed. But he didn’t want to put on a show for them.

“Hmm…”

Eizen curled up and banged his forehead against the sofa. It felt like his blood was boiling. Yet nothing could cool the heat. Eizen already knew there was only one way.

Wasn’t this what he’d experienced just before coming here? Eizen clutched the hem of his clothes tightly, fighting the urge of his hand to wander between his legs. Even the slightest touch now returned as a tingling pleasure.

Eizen bit his lip hard.

‘How long must I endure like this?’

He didn’t know when the potion’s effect would wear off.

Hadn’t he just forced himself to relieve himself by thrusting into his own rear after drinking it earlier?

If it were a wait with an end in sight, he could endure it. But a wait with no promise at all was unbearable.

What if it truly didn’t end until he came?

What if he suffered like this all day long?

All sorts of thoughts swirled in Eizen’s thickening mind.

“Ah, ugh.”

His mind kept drifting. Whenever his tension eased even slightly, his fingers would unconsciously circle his stomach. As if ready to dive into his pants at any moment.

Eizen bit down hard on his lip. The sharp pain briefly cleared his head, but only for a moment.

“You look miserable,” Tennes said sympathetically, then reached out and touched Eizen’s feverish cheek.

“Ugh…”

Unconsciously, Eizen pressed his face against Tennes’s hand, which felt relatively cool compared to his own. A shiver ran down his spine and shot up to his head. Just the touch of another person’s hand made him feel better.

“Haah, haah…”

As Eizen exhaled ragged breaths, leaning into Tennes’s hand, Jeremiah’s low chuckle echoed.

“It has no effect on me.”
“The same for me, Your Majesty. It truly seems to be a potion that only works on Eizen.”
“Creating a potion that only reacts to specific individuals must be tricky.”
“Whoever it was must have put a lot of effort into it.”
“I don’t know why he bothered feeding it to you and me.”
“Well, nothing happened, so it’s fine, isn’t it?”

The two men’s conversation simply brushed past Eizen’s ears. Instead of voices, only the rapid thudding of his heart echoed in his ears. The moment Eizen’s hand clenched his clothes into a messy ball, Tennes approached, smiling brightly.

“You look so hot. Shall I help you take off your clothes?”

“Ha, ahh…”

Eizen couldn’t even muster the presence of mind to utter a word of refusal. While Eizen gasped for breath, Tennes’s fingers deliberately and slowly began unbuttoning his shirt and pulling back the collar.

Eizen’s bare shoulder was exposed to the air. The coolness of the air touching his flushed skin felt cold, and a shallow moan escaped him involuntarily.

“It’s… fine… hic!”

A touch, ambiguous whether accidental or not, brushed against Eizen’s hardened nipple.

His entire body shuddered violently. It was a sensation completely different from touching himself. Was another person’s touch always this pleasurable? It felt like fireworks were bursting in his dazed mind.

“Haah… Mm…”

He couldn’t control himself earlier and now his entire body moved involuntarily. As Tennes’s fingers slowly drifted away, Eizen pressed his chest forward, as if begging for more touch.

“Are you asking for more?” Tennes’s chuckling voice hummed in his head.

Even the mere brush of fabric against his skin sent an unbearably dizzying sensation coursing through Eizen’s entire body.

Tennes’s fingertips, teasingly grazing Eizen’s chest, pressed firmly into the heated spot. The sharply erect nipple was roughly crushed.

“Ah, ah…”

The space between Eizen’s legs was hot, even damp. His stomach ached from the tightness, and a tingling sensation spread from his chest, where another’s fingertips pressed down. His entire body was already drenched in sweat.

💬Why isn’t he doing it?!

💬First, please set it to 19+.

💬Just do it hot and heavy. This teasing is killing me T_T

💬XX! XX! We want XX!

💬Heard the rumors and came. Is it starting now?

💬Perfect timing.

💬I just want him to take off the pants already.

The chat was filling up at an insane speed, but not a single word reached Eizen’s eyes.

Tennes stood up completely and moved behind Eizen. He perched on the back of the sofa, reaching out to stroke Eizen’s flushed cheeks and caress his heated bare shoulders.

“Hic…”

Eizen’s body trembled with each movement of Tennes’s fingertips. Tennes lowered his head and gently bit Eizen’s earlobe.

Jeremiah watched the scene unfold, maintaining his arrogant posture as if admiring a spectacle. As if he were observing to see what the two would do next.

“Slowly undo your belt, Eizen.”
“Ah, no… please…”

The last remnants of his fading reason managed to utter a reply. Moans and sobs mingled with the breath escaping between his lips. His already contorted face was filled with the unbearable heat of pleasure.

“It’s okay.”
“Huh…”
“It’s okay.”

Eizen gasped and stroked his own stomach at Tennes’s gentle, soothing tone.

His insides tingled. Eizen’s body knew better than he did what it craved. Something hot, large, and hard. Something that could scrape deep inside him in one go.

“No…”

Whispering words that were almost sobs, Eizen’s fingers slowly slipped inside his belt.

Inside Eizen’s underwear was already a mess. Skin clinging sticky and wet. A member hot enough to steam. The moment the hesitant fingertips touched the soft tip of the glans, Eizen tilted his head back and let out a moan.

“Ahhh…”

It felt like his head was boiling over.

How could he describe it? Once he’d tasted this sensation, he couldn’t possibly stop.

Knowing how to end this agony only made not doing it harder now.