He grabbed his cock, laying it across his thigh, but it kept flopping onto the grass again. To make it worse, the grass tickled his balls, making him increasingly annoyed.
"Damn it!" Nathan stood up, resting his back against the trunk of the Prunus Vitalis tree.
For a few minutes, he tried to calm down, but the memories of the Monster Girls kept flooding his mind—their genuine kindness, their pure-hearted care, so unlike the toxic "pick-me" types he'd known in his old life.
He let out a long breath. "My life changed in just a few days," he muttered, recalling the day he was first summoned to the Tower.
"At least I'm not stuck in that boring old routine anymore."
Standing tall, he glanced over at his clothes. "How long until these dry, huh?"
"Getting kinda bored here…" he murmured, hands on his hips as he scanned the surroundings.
"This forest feels endless… but last time I tried to leave, poof — the world said 'nope.'" he murmured thoughtfully, fingers brushing his chin.
