An Extra's Rise in an Eroge

Chapter 117 Private Lesson I

enjoy exclusive chapters from empirearthur sighed, rubbing his temples as he eyed the "10x spin" option. "alright, no more wasting time on single spins. let's get this over with."

the wheel spun, its glowing sections blending into a hypnotic swirl. with a cheerful chime, the rewards began to pop up one after another. the first set was a torrent of disappointment: another rusted iron sword, a basic iron shield, and—of all things—a battle-ready garter belt that arthur refused to even glance at for more than a second.

and then came the strap-on (rare).

arthur's jaw hung open in utter disbelief. "this... this can't be real."

[oh, it's very real,] sol chirped. [and quite functional! i think you should keep it. you know, for re

as if on cue, her pen slipped from her fingers, clattering to the floor.

"oh," she murmured, a soft pout forming on her lips. "clumsy me."

without hesitation, she bent down to pick it up. the motion was slow, deliberate, and entirely too revealing. arthur's eyes couldn't help but wander as the valley of her cleavage came into view, framed perfectly by her unbuttoned collar. the edge of her skirt rode up slightly, exposing more of her smooth, toned thighs.