Birds chirped and sang as the sun shone through the gaps left by the thick tree leaves. One of the many bushes rustled, before revealing a creature that practically leaped out from its hiding spot and onto an unsuspecting prey. The prey, which turned out to be a rabbit, noticed the danger it was in before barely avoiding the assault by the fox. Futile as it seems, the fox tried to pounce on its prey again, only for a sudden noise to break through the serene atmosphere.

"MMMF...!" The sound of someone suffocating and struggling desperately to breathe surrounded a particular part of the forest. A snore could be heard from the same location where the struggling took place. At a closer look, there was a makeshift tent standing beside a worn out path. The remnants of a campfire still smoked even though they burnt out hours ago.

A troll and a human were within the tent, with the troll lying on the ground and the human lying on it. On closer inspection, the troll was Laura, while the human who seemed to be struggling on top of her was Tenur. The reason for Tenur's suffocation and apparent struggle was due to Laura's oversized boobs which sandwiched Tenur's head at some point in the night while suffocating him only this morning.

"MMMF!" Tenur gripped his knuckles tightly, before hammering Laura non-stop to try and wake her up.

"Five more minutes~" Laura tried turning her body, which collided with the supporting poles of the tent and collapsed it.

Rumbling, rumbling. Dust flying around after that. The situation only served to suffocate the already breathless Tenur even more, though now that there was actually pressure stacking on top of Laura's chest -with Tenur underneath the pile-, she struggled to breathe a moment, before finally waking up and swatting away the poles like a human does with a fly.

"Wha... What happened?" Her voice was groggy as she sat up after clearing the pile from her chest. Fortunately for Tenur, he was dislodged from the boob sandwich.

"Gargh!" Tenur slid down from Laura's boob sandwich lock and took in fresh air greedily. He was sweating profusely, shown clearly by his wet hair and face, albeit cold sweat only since he feared dying of suffocation from boobs only. He knelt there for a full minute just panting, while Laura was still regaining her senses.

"God, I almost died from your boobs, Laura," Tenur said when his breath finally calmed and his sweating stopped. Laura still sat there, with wood and leave piles around her, idly.

"Hey Laura, you ok?" Tenur went over and waved his hand in front of Laura's eyes, but the moment his hand entered her field of vision, her eyes followed it like a moth attracted to light.

"Ello? Hello? Hello! Laura!" His raised voice snapped Laura back to reality, and she backed away a little before shaking her head, as if to clear away her drowsiness.

"Uh, yes?" She looked at Tenur as if he was the problem, not her. A few wooden sticks lying underneath her butt snapped due to her weight, but their broken ends weren't sharp or tough enough to penetrate Laura's natural defense.

"You kind of spaced out for a moment, you ok?" There was concern in Tenur's voice, but it didn't signify much.

"I just feel groggy and drowsy, that's all..." She trailed off while placing her hands onto the ground to lift herself up. A little grunt and puff, and she was already on her feet, although still wobbly. Seeing this happen, Tenur ran over and tried helping Laura stand better, but her legs still wobbled a little.

"We trolls are a little clumsy, that's all," With that, she tried standing herself, and it worked on her first try. Seems true enough, Tenur thought to himself.

"What time is it?" she asked him while looking around.

"I don't know," a simple yet effective reply.

"Any food left?" she asked again.

"I don't know," again he replied.

"What do you know then?" she asked sarcastically.

"That I'm not sure how much of our supply rations are left after you depleted it yesterday," he said in reply, with the same sarcastic tone. "And the morning wood I usually get is not present this morning."

Anger flew through Laura for a moment, before she rubbed the bridge of her nose and went to checking their rations. "Is your cock all you know about?' Her hands moved swiftly even as she asked the question. It was a question with an obvious answer. Of course his cock is all he knowns, she thought, he's a goddamn cock mage!

"Actually, that's partly true, if you excluded the spells in the grimoire," he proceeded to point at the grimoire that was lying just beside the remnants of the campfire they made yesterday. There was a jaw mark that obviously showed how a nocturnal creature tried eating the book, only it wasn't able to since it was too raw and dry and too magical to be eaten.

Tenur walked over to the book with crunching steps. Although he stepped on a few tiny footprints , he didn't really notice or cared since it just served to prove his theory of a creature bringing the book out into the open. Once he was standing just in front of the book, he picked it up and dusted it. He gripped the book with one hand and started feeling the book's leather with his other hand.

"You didn't have the privilege to masturbate yesterday, so now you're molesting a leather-bound book?" Laura said in disgust at his action, even though she didn't see him doing it as she was busy with packing reusable stuff.

"I'm not! Don't make me out to be such a creep," Even though he retorted, he was still doing it, feeling every inch of the leather.

"Oh? Then why're you still molesting that poor grimore that has my father's soul infused into it?"

"That would've been a good point if it wasn't because I'm trying to inspect the book for any damage."

"Hmm, whatever. It's still molesting since you're doing it to a living book," She gave a short laugh.

"Oh come on! I'm definitely not molesting the book!" He finished inspecting the grimoire and opened to read a random page. What he saw amazed him.

Within was his prototype spell 'Penis Rocket', with the word 'Prototype' written in the 'status' section. Although he didn't understand most of the gibberish written in the 'details' section of the page, he was able to catch a few words that described the spell's effects, which he already -more or less- knew.

"What's this?' Laura jumped over from her position to have a look, though her face had a look of disappointment. "What're you looking at?"

"The spell, can't you see?' He pointed to the words 'Penis Rocket', but she squinted and said, "Nope, just blank space. Have you finally gone cuckoo after not being able to relieve yourself from your lust's restrains?"

"Stop that, I'm serious, can you truly see nothing?" He pointed harder, but she just replied with a "nope" again.

"Strange... I swear I'm seeing these stuff," He thought for a moment, before sticking his finger into the charcoals and writing them on the page that seemed blank to Laura. "Can you see the words written on the paper?"

"Of course I can, I ain't blind," Laura argued, but Tenur just ignored her and shut the book, before opening it onto the same page again. Laura pouted as Tenur ignored her.

""What...?"" Both of them had the same reaction. They looked at each other for a second, before staring at the book's pages again.

A voice came through the grimoire, and it definitely was Denka's, since none near hm could make such a sound.

"What the actual fuck? I told you to use blood, not charcoal you son of a bitch!" Denka yelled through the flipping pages of the grimoire. He sounded like he was choking agitatedly, but mostly just choking on something unknown to both Tenur and Laura.

"I... Uh..." He looked to Laura for help but Laura was dumbstruck at hearing her father's voice again. She was already struggling to hold back her tears, and no doubt, it would flood the entire area if she were to unleash it now.

"Oi, Denka, what happened?' Tenur spoke to the flipping pages.

"What happened? It happened!" He sounded like he was struggling to speak, as if every word hurt him a lot, but he continued, "remember the charcoal you used to write on the paper?"

"Yea? What about it?"

"I swallowed it, into the book's body." He stayed silent a moment for both Tenur and Laura to absorb what he just said. When there was still no response, he spoke through the grimoire again. "Every foreign substance you use to write in the book is absorbed by me through the grimoire. Any substance containing vitality will nourish both me and the book, but other than that, it just adds dead weight to the book and leaves a disgusting, bitter taste on my taste buds." Then he proceeded to make the sound of spitting.

"But you don't have taste buds, logically speaking..."

"Fuck you and your logic. Did you know how painful it is to get bitten by an animal and are unable to retaliate?" Denka sounded grumpy.

"Uh... Sorry 'bout yesterday night, for not securing a place for you," Tenur tried apologizing sincerely.

"Don't you dare! You even fed me charcoal just now, disgusting!" He made a disapproving sound.

"Ok ok, what'd I need to make it to you?"

"Get me some vitality, bitch, me hungry and grumpy, chop chop!" The grimoire's pages stopped flipping around after that.

"Geez, so commanding..." Tenur turned to Laura, who was now biting her own arm to relieve her sorrowful memories. "Any ideas?"

Hearing his voice, Laura stopped biting her own arm and wiped her tears away. "Blood's full of vitality, since we need it to live."

"Animal blood?"

"What else? You could recommend yourself as well," her voice regained her previous calmness even though her look didn't.

"Hunting animals is too hard, and I can't use too much of my own blood now, can I?" Tenur walked around, looking here and there to search for more clues.

"The more something is depended on to sustain life, or the more active it is, the more vitality it has," Laura pointed at Tenur, "and I know your testicles are ready for it."

"N-no way! There has to be another way..." Tenur backed away a little, before pretending to look even harder for animals.

"There's no choice, is there? Either your blood, or your sperms. Your choice," Laura shrugged after that, and sat down on the wooden piles, watching intently at how Tenur fretted. Some pacing here, some head knocking there, and he decided on his choice.

"Let's do it," He said with determination, his voice hard.

They placed the grimoire on the ground, with the pages still opened. Sensing something weird was about to happen, Denka started speaking again.

"Hey, what're you guys up to!?" They ignored him. With Tenur standing over the grimoire, taking off his pants to prepare, Laura stood behind his back and turned away from the scene.

*fap fap fap fap fap fap* Denka finally seemed to understand what was happening.

"Tenur my boy, listen to me. Don't do th-"

"You wanted vitality? Here, have it!" With the final words, the grimoire received the fertile mana. Laura had a look of disgust on her face even if she was only hearing the entire thing without looking while Tenur looked about to puke, but managed to hold it in.

"This is... unbelievable," Laura voiced her opinion as Tenur went over to close the book.

"Yea... Never want to do that again," Tenur agreed. As Denka the grimoire got picked up and closed, no sound came out of it. When Tenur tried to open it prematurely, the book would not give until a few minutes passed. After that, Denka wasn't complaining nor talking anymore.

"Denka? Are you ok?" Tenur tried speaking to him, but he was replied with silence. Yet, a new page formed, with a new spell called 'Fertility Transfer' that had not much details except for 'charging recipient with fertility and mana'.

"Your dad's not responding, Laura. I think he's really dead this time," Tenur pointed at the grimoire.

"I think he just got psychological damage, that's all," Laura just looked apologetically at the grimoire with her father's soul.

"Meh. So, where're we going next?" Tenur closed the grimoire and held it to his side after wearing his pants.

"Tracking, I guess? Or maybe hunting, to refill our supplies," Laura grinned at the mention of 'supplies', which Tenur scowled.

"Shouldn't you be the one doing the hunting then, since you ate most of it anyway?"

"In logical sense, yes. But what part of this is logical anyway?" Laura just grinned and ran ahead to track the trails left by animals. Not left with much of a choice, Tenur sighed before running ahead with the packed stuff, after Laura who was truly tracking seriously.