Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are So Hot! [BL]-Chapter 196: Sniffing The Scent

Damien found himself at a loss for words. He had hoped, by some miracle, that maybe Tis’a was secretly a girl. No such luck.

At this point, Damien thought, Tis’a was so adorable it wouldn’t even matter if he were a girl.

But what now?

The idea of shattering Tis’a’s earnest dream with reality felt cruel. Yet, Damien knew he couldn’t avoid it forever.

"Listen, Tis’a. I’m sorry, but only girls can lay eggs," Damien said gently.

"Eh..." Tis’a’s face went blank with shock.

"But my eldest brother said that even boys can lay eggs if they do ’sex,’" Tis’a protested.

Daaaaamn yooooouuuu, eldest broooother! What kind of nonsense had he been feeding this innocent child?!

Damien felt a pang of fury toward the absent sibling.

"Well, uh, even so... the truth is, boys can’t lay eggs," Damien said firmly.

Tis’a put a finger to his lips, looking deep in thought.

"Hmm. I see."

Tis’a gave a decisive nod.

Oh, good. Did he understand?

"In that case, let’s test if boys really can’t lay eggs by doing ’sex.’"

Wait, what?

Damien had grown accustomed to Tis’a accepting everything he said without question, to the point where it sometimes made him worry. But now, Tis’a was unexpectedly insisting on conducting a practical experiment.

"Master Damien, how do you do ’sex’?" Tis’a asked, leaning in close, his curious eyes shining.

Uh... uh-oh.

"Well, um... I don’t really know either, so I’ll look it up for you later, okay?" Damien replied, trying to buy time.

"Okay!" Tis’a beamed, his smile as bright as a blooming flower.

And just like that, Damien had somehow agreed to make time to explain ’sex’ in the future.

What was he going to do?

The rest of Tis’a’s time was spent with him clinging to Damien, asking to stay in his arms. As they chatted about trivial things, Damien’s mind raced, desperately trying to figure out how to handle the situation.

Someone, anyone, please tell him that he was dreaming...

Next up was Sitta.

Apparently, the group had decided to take turns in order of size, which made Sitta the second.

Although Damien felt utterly drained after dealing with Tis’a’s unexpected questions, four more to go didn’t seem too bad.

"So, Sitta, what do you want to do?" Damien asked, sitting on the bed across from him.

To be honest, Damien had a pretty good guess about what Sitta would ask for. Among the siblings, Sitta was the most openly affectionate and loved hugs the most.

Chances were, they’d spend the whole hour cuddling on the bed.

Not that Damien minded—he just needed to make sure the setting didn’t give off the wrong vibe. After all, they were sitting on a bed.

"A... um..." Sitta murmured shyly, avoiding Damien’s gaze.

"What is it? This is your reward, so anything’s fine," Damien encouraged him warmly.

He was ready. Completely prepared!

...Well, in hindsight, maybe he should’ve taken a bath first.

Oh, right—Sitta didn’t just like hugging. He also enjoyed sniffing his scents while hugging.

Damien realized he wasn’t remotely prepared for this.

"M-Master Damien! Could you please let me blindfold you?" Sitta stammered, thrusting a strip of cloth forward while avoiding eye contact.

"B-Blindfold me?" Damien echoed, caught off guard.

"Yes! It’s embarrassing to be watched, so... please," Sitta mumbled, his head bowed shyly.

What on earth did Sitta plan to do?

Damien wasn’t sure, but a strange sense of foreboding filled him—not because he thought Sitta would do anything harmful, but because something about the request made him uneasy in a different way. Sitta had the same aura as his another unpredictable follower, Lorenzo.

Still, Damien had promised to do anything they wanted.

"F-Fine... Is this okay?" Damien said as he slipped on the blindfold.

...Wait.

The blindfold was much thinner than he’d expected, and he could still see through it faintly. Did Sitta not check the material? Or had Damien tied it wrong? Either way, the effect was more see-through than blindfold.

"Y-Yes! Now, if you could just lie down on the bed..."

Damien hesitated but complied, lying back as instructed. What was going to happen?

"E-Ecuse me..."

Sitta leaned over Damien’s face, bringing his own face close to Damien’s neck. Then he began to sniff softly around the collarbone area.

Ah. So that’s where this was going.

Sitta sniffed deeply, his expression utterly blissful as he took in the scent. Even through the thin blindfold, Damien could see his normally sharp features melt into a dreamy, euphoric look.

"Haaaah..."

After indulging in Damien’s scent to his heart’s content, Sitta sighed deeply and pulled away from Damien’s neck, looking thoroughly satisfied.

If that was enough to make Sitta happy, Damien thought, so be it.

"A-Um..." Sitta’s hesitant voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Yes?" Damien replied, bracing himself.

"May I... may I touch a little?"

Sitta’s shy question came with averted eyes and flushed cheeks.

At this point, Damien surrendered to the inevitable.

"Go ahead," he said, trying to sound composed.

"Thank you very much!" Sitta exclaimed, his excitement returning.

Damien tensed, unsure what to expect, but Sitta simply leaned into Damien’s hair, burying his nose and sniffing deeply again.

Damien felt Sitta’s breath against his scalp, making him squirm slightly from the ticklish sensation.

"Ahhh..." Sitta sighed again, letting out an almost otherworldly exhale, as if his soul were escaping his body.

Damien, meanwhile, was mortified. Did he smell that strongly? It was embarrassing to think about. All he could do was mentally curse himself for not taking a bath after dinner.

The bed creaked as Sitta shifted positions.

Was it over?

Damien’s brief relief shattered as Sitta moved to the foot of the bed.

N-No way...

Before Damien could say anything, Sitta began sniffing his bare feet, which were exposed thanks to his loose sleepwear.

Sitta wasn’t subtle about it, either—he pressed his nose between Damien’s toes, inhaling deeply.

Damien wanted to cry.

Why hadn’t he just taken a bath after dinner? Why had he decided, It’ll be fine to wait until bedtime?