Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Chapter 387: A Short Break To The Farmhouse - Part 1

Night had arrived and after an entire day of wandering to find the herbalistʼs house, the entire group heaved a tired sigh. Thanks to the monster girls and the warding runes on Brennaʼs doorsteps, it had taken far longer for them to get here than it did Raven when heʼd visited on his own before.

Somehow, the mere presence of a monster was enough to disorient a herd, even the teleportation rings didnʼt seem to work, at least not when Raven tried to teleport the girls with him.

”Whoever crafted those runes knew what they were doing...” Rave sighed once more as he was greeted into their house by Brenna and Aerin.

”Itʼs an heirloom of my clan,” taking the coat off Ravenʼs shoulder, one heʼd worn to escape the gripping clutches of a forestʼs night winter, Brenna handed it to her daughter before gesturing to her to take everyone in. ”Weʼve kept it for so long, the knowledge of its working has completely escaped us. All we know is that it works.”

With a smile on her face, Brenna turned back to her man. Motioning him to follow Aerin, she greeted the rest of her guests one person at a time. Being monsters, the girls felt weakened inside that runic circle surrounding the house, thus in an attempt to aid cure their headaches, Brenna promised to bring some tonic while they settled in the hall with their master.

ʼThis is gonna be a problem, if only I knew that he was coming maybe we couldʼve prepared something special...ʼ A bit disappointed in herself, Brenna began walking away from the doorway and made her way towards her workshop. Once inside, she couldnʼt help but wonder if the night would bring any pleasant experience.

However, with a click of the tongue she had to let the thoughts go, after all, the monster girls were also present and doing anything with Raven with an audience watching them, Breanna was not at all comfortable with that idea yet. ʼIʼll try to get some time with him, Iʼm sure we can sneak an hour or two for ourselves.ʼ

Already daydreaming about her time with whom she already considered her new husband, Brenna began working on the tonics, all the while, her daughter helped everyone settle in.

”Iʼll bring out some extra mattresses, we can lay them together on the floor since thereʼs so many people,” struggling to fit everyone inside the hall, Aerin was moving things around and coming up with ideas to make the guests as comfortable as possible.

However, with her mind consumed by thoughts of sex as well, she couldnʼt help but get distracted and think not of serving the guest but of laying in Ravenʼs bed with her ass raised for the taking.

ʼToo bad everyone looks tired.ʼ Looking at Raven as he settled on the ground, Aerinʼs hopes for the night, however, were quickly shattered by her own self. ʼI should let him rest, maybe tomorrow we can have some lovey-dovey funs, ehehe~ʼ

”Iʼll go bring the mattresses and then prepare a meal for you guys, hang tight okay?” Parting with those words, Aerin went out to get a load of mattresses for the guests to sleep on.

On her way to the storage, however, she noticed her mother working through the gap in her workshop door. She was about to simply pass but then heard Breanna speaking in a whisper.

”Ahhh, shit...I wanna be with him so muchhhh,” a mumbling groan left her motherʼs lips, something the daughter could absolutely relate with.

ʼMaybe I should bring up the mold thing with her for nights like these otherwise weʼd go crazy from being horny with no way to relieve the tension in our pussies.ʼ A finger or two couldnʼt hope to match the level of ecstasy their man brought them every time he was devouring their bodies, and although a replica was a lifeless and soulless thing, having it close by would be of great help.

”Iʼd prefer if he would just stay with us all the time, but heʼs supposed to be the hero so I doubt thatʼll happen anytime soon,” walking towards the storage once again, Aerin decided to bring the idea up with her mom once she was done with the rest of her work.

The handling of Mattresses didnʼt take long, especially with the monster girls--at least some of them, helping Aerin set them up. Once done with that part, she made her way to the kitchen. Knowing the girls loved meat, she diced up some dried swine and began preparing a hotpot.

Mushrooms, leaks, sprouts and more, she sprinkled everything non-offensive until there was something for everyone in that thick cartilaginous broth. A mix of spices and paste came last, giving a tangy taste to the meal with a spicy kick enough to wake up a dead nuisance of a father.

ʼWhy does this remind me of him?ʼ The mere thought of her father was enough to foul Aerinʼs mood, he loved a good hotpot, but the wine that went along with it turned him as violent as an enraged mule. ʼHaunting me from the grave or something? Ughhh, I still hate him so much.ʼ

While finishing up the last of her preparations, Aerinʼs mind wandered through thoughts, thinking about everything her father had left behind to remember him by. Sticking out to her more than anything was her motherʼs engagement ring which now rested on the broken shrine of her father.

In its place, Brenn now wore the teleportation ring given to her by Raven--something that felt far more fitting on her ring finger than a memento of an abusive past.

”Time for dinner so stop thinking,” shaking those thoughts out of her head, Aerin began carrying the hotpot towards the hall, stopping by her motherʼs room, however, she decided to get Brenna to join as well. ”Bring the dishes, Iʼm gonna set everything else.”

Catching a glimpse of her motherʼs hand under the table as soon as those words were uttered, Aerin pretended not to notice Brennaʼs shock and continued on her way to the hall.

”Wash your hands before you touch the plates!” She yelled with a roll of her eyes.

”Y-yeahh...” Replied the mother, ashamed she was caught by her daughter while touching herself.