The System Sent Me to Breed an All-Female Amazon Tribe-Chapter 160: Let’s Take a Quick Moment to Play with Our Genitals, Shall We?

Chapter 160: Let’s Take a Quick Moment to Play with Our Genitals, Shall We?

And wait just a second; that person, the one we were currently talking about, is currently mad at me, isn’t she?

But... 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Ah, yes... now it all clicks into place with sudden clarity!

Titania, even though the two of us are not in any kind of formal relationship or committed bond whatsoever, appeared to feel as though I had betrayed her right there in front of her very eyes.

As if I had committed an act of outright cheating while she watched.

Ugh, that truly would hurt; like cuckolding, or something.

Anyway, this single realization of mine would certainly explain the profound and unmistakable depth of sadness that had flickered so clearly in her wide violet eyes, just before she turned and flew away in a rush of pink light.

And perhaps—maybe even more significantly—my status as a god-touched individual isn’t helping the situation in the slightest;

If anything, it might be making everything far worse by causing me to resemble, in her perception, the image of her long-departed lover from those ancient, painful times buried deep in her millions of years’ history.

But say...

Can I actually make use of this somehow? That I happen to be god-touched?

If there is one single quality that all god-touched individuals likely share in common, it would have to be their inherent novelty:

The sheer unfamiliarity they carry with them from another world entirely.

Kuzunoha herself was one of the primary reasons that Shishi-no-su ever came into existence in the first place.

And every single time I have attempted to speak to the girls here about even the simplest things from Earth, they become totally enraptured by the second-hand details alone.

Even if all I do is casually mention something as mundane and ordinary as a vending machine, their eyes light up with wonder as though I have just revealed some forbidden secret of the universe.

So yeah, perhaps I could actually harness that very otherworldly knowledge of mine in order to gently breach the tightly closed-off and deeply scarred heart that Titania has guarded for so many endless millennia.

If I succeed in doing that, then not only would I gain another powerful and meaningful connection to one of the most influential figures in this entire realm, but I might also finally find a genuine path that leads me back home; to my dark-skinned paradise. To Sara and the others!

Ack!

Uhm...!

Just as I completed that entire spiraling train of thoughts inside my head, I suddenly became aware once again of the present moment.

The fairies had been quietly staring at me the whole time, their expressions softened into warm, trusting smiles that seemed to radiate gentle confidence, as though they had already placed complete faith in whatever decision I might eventually reach.

"Hehe. I’m sure that if it’s you," Roselyn said with a lazy stretch as she rose to her full height, arching her back in a slow, deliberate motion that caused her wings to shimmer faintly behind her, "...Queen Titania would finally wear a real, genuine smile on her face in no time at all."

She was now dressed in a short grey skirt that clung lightly to the curve of her hips and upper thighs, ending high enough to reveal the smooth, dark expanse of her toned legs whenever she shifted her weight.

Paired with it was a snug top that hugged every contour of her petite body with almost possessive tightness;

The fabric had been deliberately cut away in a bold open space at the front, leaving a generous portion of the inner swell of her small yet firm breasts fully exposed to the warm air of the room.

The nipples themselves remained modestly concealed beneath the thin remaining material, though they pressed visibly outward in firm, insistent peaks that strained against the cloth with every subtle breath she took.

"Okay, but before you go rushing off to cheer up our eternal bratty little Queen," Roselyn continued, her golden eyes gleaming with that familiar mischievous spark as she floated gracefully over to my side in a single fluid motion.

She reached out with both hands and gently cupped my face between her warm palms, her thumbs brushing lightly along my jawline in slow, affectionate strokes. "Let’s take just a quick moment to play with our genitals for a second, shall we?"

Seriously?!

After we had literally just finished an exhaustive session only a few hours earlier?!

Roselyn’s sexual appetite truly seemed to exist somewhere high up among the clouds, boundless and insatiable in a way that still managed to catch me off guard even now.

But strangely enough, this time around I didn’t feel even the slightest hint of that overwhelming dizziness or exhaustion that used to threaten to make me faint from sheer excess.

No trembling legs or spinning head, nor the desperate need to collapse and recover for hours.

Looking back from the very first moment I had arrived here in Elyndor, I had grown quite noticeably stronger, both as a person and simply as a human being capable of enduring far more than I ever imagined possible.

Haha...

Perhaps I had grown a bit too much, too fast, in ways that even I hadn’t fully processed yet.

The realization settled over me quietly as Roselyn’s fingers lingered on my cheeks, her touch steady and reassuring.

The vibe around us still carried the faint, lingering traces of everything that had transpired earlier, the distant hum of Fairylynch waking slowly to the new day outside.

My own body felt different now—lighter, yet more solid at the same time, as though the System’s gifts had quietly woven themselves deeper into my very being during all those relentless rounds.

Roselyn tilted her head slightly, studying my expression with that knowing half-smile of hers, the one that always seemed to see straight through whatever thoughts were tumbling around inside my mind.

Her golden eyes caught the light and held it, warm and patient, waiting for me to respond or perhaps simply to lean into whatever came next.

I exhaled slowly, feeling the air move through my lungs with a steadiness I hadn’t possessed before.

The androgynous lines of my face—sharper jaw softened by fuller lips, piercing ice-blue eyes framed by brown lashes—reflected back at me in the faint sheen of her gaze.

And for a brief moment I wondered if that very novelty she and the others found so captivating might truly be the key to reaching someone as ancient and wounded as Titania.

The fairies’ warm smiles hadn’t faded; if anything, they had grown a fraction brighter, as though my internal debate had only confirmed whatever quiet certainty they already carried about me.

Roselyn’s thumbs traced one last gentle arc along my cheekbones before she leaned in closer, her breath warm against my skin.