"Mr. Chuck, be careful not to catch a cold..."
As soon as Chuck returned to the shore, Kaoru rushed up, blushing, holding a soft white cloth to wipe the water from his body.
But Chuck caught her slender wrist mid-air.
"...What are you holding?"
"Eh?"
Kaoru blinked, then blushed slightly, looking down at her neckline.
Chuck followed her gaze. Under her uniform jacket, only the gentle curve of her whiteness remained; the inner shirt was gone.
"This is all I have right now. It's okay, Mr. Chuck, I'll just wash it when we get back..."
Kaoru's face turned red, her eyes darting uncontrollably to Chuck's lower body, unable to look away.
"How can I use your shirt?"
Chuck shook his head helplessly, stuffed the shirt back into her arms, casually brushed off the water droplets, and put on the clothes he had left on the shore.
"You're right, this is indeed a good spot for fishing. In two or three days, once I build a pier here, you can come fish."
"Pi... Pier?!"
Kaoru was stunned by Chuck's words.
Building a pier just for fishing?!
"Not the kind you're thinking of."
Chuck dressed quickly and clapped his hands.
His idea was quite simple.
Although it was a shallow area, to catch large fish like sea bass or grouper that could provide meat for the family, one had to reach the spot he just visited. It was quite far from the shore, and the water wasn't shallow.
So there were only two ways.
A small boat, or a pier.
A boat would rock with the waves, causing seasickness over time. Plus, encountering currents or tides alone would be dangerous for Kaoru. Considering safety, building a small fishing pier from the beach into the shallow sea was the only choice.
Chuck estimated he needed a pier about twelve or thirteen meters long and one and a half meters wide. Hardwood piles sharpened at one end, driven into the seabed with a hammer, and planks fixed on top would suffice.
Once built, its use wouldn't be limited to fishing. Exploring deeper waters would also be easier.
His glimpse just now confirmed that the shallow seabed also had a "beast" ruling a territory, meaning guarded [Other Shore Flowers] and new materials.
Although the seabed wasn't his current target, it would be someday. Having a pier meant having an outpost for future boat or diving expeditions.
Thinking this, Chuck nodded.
For the next two days, he would focus on building this fishing pier. It was also a good chance to discuss the westward expansion plan with Valentina.
"That's it for today. Let's go back."
Chuck patted Kaoru's small, perky butt and headed back first.
She let out a soft moan, blushed, hugged her shirt, and trotted to catch up.
They walked back along the beach.
Passing the beach cave, Chuck stopped.
Moved by a thought, he couldn't help but walk up to the cave and look around.
Nostalgia filled his eyes.
The familiar semi-enclosed space, the ground still marked by charcoal from past fires.
Memories of meeting Julia, their growing intimacy, and their first physical encounter flashed in his mind, bringing a smile to his face.
It felt like so long ago.
So long that he couldn't remember exactly how much time had passed.
But he was steadily fulfilling his promise to Julia—to give her a happy life without worry on this island. He had already achieved many goals.
Thinking this, a clichéd question popped into his head.
Looking back, any regrets?
Scenes from his time on the island flashed by like a revolving lantern.
Fighting beasts, claiming territories, building a farm and home from scratch, taking top-tier women into his bed one by one and making them submit to his dragon. Every day was fulfilling.
So regrets...
The mental reel paused on an image: a pair of straw sandals on a rock by the sea.
Chuck scratched his chin.
No regrets, but perhaps a little pity.
"Mr. Chuck..."
Kaoru's voice sounded beside him.
She had heard about this cave from Julia, knowing they started from scratch here before moving to the stone platform. Seeing Chuck turn into this narrow space, she wasn't surprised and waited silently outside.
But waiting, this narrow cave reminded her of the past too.
Or rather, recent events.
Back when she couldn't accept reality, before she swallowed her meaningless pride to ask Chuck for help, there was one person who extended a hand to her.
But full of thorns then, she had hurt that person mercilessly. To this day, she hadn't had a chance to apologize.
"Is Ms. Tang... doing okay now?"
Hearing Kaoru's question, Chuck froze, realizing he hadn't told Kaede and Kaoru about that.
"She's fine," Chuck nodded, telling a white lie.
"Then... could you please tell her next time you see her that I'm really sorry for what happened?"
Kaoru's eyes trembled as she spoke.
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Chuck's heart softened. He reached out, pulled her into the cave, and hugged her, kissing and kneading her freely.
After a long while, lips parted. A dizzy, blushing Kaoru looked into his eyes, clearly waiting for an answer.
"You've really changed a lot."
Chuck pinched her soft cheek lovingly.
After forcibly stripping away her gal disguise, the current Kaoru revealed her true nature: simple, soft, and kind.
"Alright, I promise. If I see her."
This time, Chuck didn't lie, so his expression was serious.
"Thank you, Mr. Chuck..."
Kaoru thanked him with a trembling voice, blushing. But for some reason, her breathing quickened, and the shirt in her hand fell to the ground.
Chuck's large hand had already slipped under her faded uniform jacket from her slender waist. Without the shirt, his fingertips touched soft, smooth skin, moving slowly upward.
Their movements went from slow to urgent, then impatient. Clothes scattered on the ground in a blink.
Moments later, the cave Chuck once lived in was put to use again. Their clothes spread on the ground, soft white bodies lying on top.
"Mr. Chuck... was I good today?"
Pinned under Chuck, Kaoru's eyes flickered, her legs wet, whispering softly.
"Very good. You helped me a lot. I'll rely on you in the future too."
Chuck finished speaking, spread her straight, snowy legs, thrust his powerful hips, and entered amidst the girl's scream.
Sounds of waves and moans splashed together on the shore and in the cave.
Half an hour later, Chuck's hips slammed into the girl's tender buttocks. Red flesh turned out, white viscous fluid shot deep, bulging her snowy lower abdomen with each throb.
Chuck threw his head back, his body trembling as if ascending to heaven.
"Ah... ah..."
Flushed all over, Kaoru knelt in a doggy style, letting out suppressed groans. Her wide eyes stared in disbelief as her belly swelled like a balloon. Finally, under the intense stimulation and scalding fullness, her eyes rolled back, and she passed out completely.
Chuck withdrew. In the next second, Kaoru was like a yogurt bucket with the plug pulled—a massive amount of thick Energy Essence sprayed out. Chuck scrambled to collect it with a clay pot but still wasted some.
When Kaoru's belly returned to normal, Chuck looked at the pot, significantly fuller than before, stunned.
The impulse from two yellow potions had filled the girl's storage to the brim. Even the overflow was more than a usual climax...
No wonder it felt so good.
Chuck stroked his chin, savoring the heavenly release.
A man's pleasure seemed proportional to the volume released.
Even if the yellow potion didn't increase size, the other enhancements were terrifying, even improving the pleasure of the experience.
With increased output, accumulation would speed up. If he collected Lord-Class beast flesh later, making the legendary Essence Potion would be easier.
Thinking this, Chuck forced away his fatigue. He shouldered the unconscious Kaoru, picked up their clothes, jumped out of the cave, and headed back.
A halftime break during work to have fun with a companion was understandable. Like sneaking out for a smoke with a colleague back in his office days.
Except on the island, no boss urged him to work—only cold, ruthless nature.
...
"Woah!"
Just back at the residence, the door opened. Jiang Qi appeared with a basket of dirty laundry, nearly bumping into Chuck carrying Kaoru.
Ready to joke to ease the awkwardness, Jiang Qi froze seeing them. Her expression became extremely colorful.
"You really don't forget that anywhere you go, huh..."
"Haha, it's alright. Going to do laundry?"
"Yeah."
"Then please take these too."
Chuck put the clothes from his other hand into the basket. They were dusty, stained with large, dark splatters...
And smelled strongly of musk.
Only after Chuck disappeared behind the door did Jiang Qi look down at the new additions in the basket.
A flush of unnatural red appeared on her delicate face.
...
The other women reacted calmly to the two returning disheveled with one unconscious.
Or rather, they were used to Chuck's "fuck anywhere, anytime" personality.
Instead, they were immersed in the joy of the expanded house. They gathered in the doubled-size living room (formerly the main bedroom), chattering about decoration.
Chuck looked around but couldn't find Valentina.
The pier plan was set. Next was taking Valentina to chop wood and discuss combat tactics.
But where was she at this critical moment?
He checked every room—nothing. Just as he was about to ask someone, the living room door was shoved open.
A tall, silver figure burst in. Valentina.
Her first act was to scan the room. Locking eyes with Chuck, she said with a grim face and serious tone.
"Chuck, come with me quickly!"
"Something happened!"