Chapter 63: New Fact Discovered by Sniffing Lucia’s Entire Body
"Lucia. I want to get hard, so take your clothes off."
"...Nn. Okay."
The white clothes Lucia was wearing melted away like snow, disappearing with a soft rustle.
Alright. Plan: look at her chest to get half-hard, then look at her slit to go fully hard...
Wait, hold on...
Sniff sniff...
"Huh...? What...?"
I moved behind Lucia and sniffed the scent at the nape of her neck.
"...Hey, raise your arms."
"Okay."
I crouched down and sniffed her armpits.
"...?"
"Want me to lick?"
"Yeah."
I licked them.
I see.
"What’s wrong, Masaharu?"
I moved back in front of her, buried my nose in her navel, and took a deep, deep breath.
When I pulled away, I spread her belly open with both hands and carefully examined the inside of her navel.
I see. It’s beautiful.
...Too beautiful.
I sniffed her crotch.
Sniff sniff...
"U-Um, Masaharu... what’s going on?"
I moved behind her again, spread her small, soft ass cheeks apart with both hands, and pressed my nose right against her anus to smell it.
"This is..."
Just as I thought.
No mistake.
Lucia——
"...has no scent at all."
"...?"
What the hell?
Her nape, armpits, navel, pussy, and anus were all completely odorless.
No nice smell, no bad smell, nothing. It was like sniffing glasswork or silverware.
I’d gotten so used to the constant scent of body fluids from girls like Iferaski and Kemololi that I never noticed, but Lucia had absolutely no smell.
Now that I think about it...
I do remember the sweet scent of her love juices. The thick, strawberry-milk-like sweetness I smelled right after coming to this world is unforgettable.
But I don’t know any of her other scents.
Is it because she’s a goddess and doesn’t produce human waste?
No, the fact that her love juices have a scent means she should have the components that produce a girl’s smell. There’s no way she should be completely odorless...
That’s it!
She’s always bathing in magma, so even the dirt that would cause smells gets burned away!
I rubbed my cheek against her ass. It was silky smooth. Not a single strand of peach fuzz. The extremely fine hairs were probably burned off in the magma bath. Maybe even the hair roots were completely incinerated.
Her skin was too clean... Did the magma burn away even the deep-seated dirt in her pores?
I gently stroked the area around her pussy with my fingers. Still silky smooth.
"Lucia. Lift your leg a bit."
"Nn."
Huh. I never really noticed, but she’s barefoot.
I sniffed between the big toe and second toe of her right foot. Odorless. Not only that, there wasn’t even a speck of sand or dirt on her sole.
"You walk around, so why don’t you get dirty?"
"...? I don’t know."
I put her big toe in my mouth.
Chupa chupa.
It had no taste at all.
No sand stuck to my tongue either.
I knew it was Lucia’s foot, so I still got hard, but if I were blindfolded, I might have mistaken it for sucking on a wooden stick. Actually, the wood would probably have more flavor.
What the hell is going on...?
I stopped sucking on Lucia’s toe and stood up.
"Lucia... you really have no scent or taste..."
"Is that so?"
"Your eroticism just got cut in half."
"...Eh?!"
"Your completely flat chest and childish slit have a certain immoral charm, but there’s not enough eroticism. You’ve reached the realm of ’too beautiful to jerk off to.’"
Well, even if I say that, I still get fully hard just looking at her naked body. Most of my masturbation experiences have been with erotic manga, videos, or images on a screen, so I’ve been jerking off to scentless things my whole life.
But in 3D, I want the smell.
Men are creatures who get hard just being surrounded by a group of high school girls fresh out of club activities at a convenience store. We love smells. We want to enjoy not just sight, but smell too.
In certain idol games, the animal-loving heroine, or the dark-skinned protagonist in that action game—sometimes heroines get called "smelly" as a joke, but that’s actually praise. I want to smell them. Photos of girls’ clubrooms or classrooms in girls’ schools are often called "smelly," but honestly, that’s hot.
We’ve been turning imagined scents based on appearance and setting into masturbation fuel for ages.
Perfumes that smell like a high school girl’s room or her indoor shoes sell like crazy. Scent is deeply tied to sexual desire.
"Lucia, listen calmly... You’re too clean, so your erotic value has been halved."
"W-What do you mean...?"
"Normal girls get their bodies dirty with sweat, piss, love juices, drool—all kinds of body fluids—and those smells soak into them. But you never get dirty at all, so you have no scent."
"...? Is it bad if I don’t have a smell? Why? I don’t get it..."
"This is what I mean!"
I picked up Kemololi and pressed her belly against Lucia’s face.
"She’s still wet, so breathe in deeply through your nose."
"U-Uh... Suuu... ?!"
"Understand now?"
"Y-Yeah... It smells kinda like an animal."
"Is it a bad smell?"
"...It’s weirdly addictive. Suuu."
"That’s it! The kind of smell that stays even after a bath!"
I sniffed and enjoyed Kemololi from behind before setting her down.
Kemololi then walked around Lucia, sniffing her.
"No smell."
Even with a beastman’s nose, she couldn’t detect anything. She really was completely odorless.
"Lucia, you’re banned from the magma bath for a while. That’s probably why everything that could create a scent on your body gets burned off."
"Uuu... Understood."
"Just wash yourself with normal hot water for now. Maybe you’ll start developing a scent eventually."
"Okay..."
"Alright. We got sidetracked, but let’s dry Kemololi’s body with Wind Pressure Masturbation. She’ll catch a cold if she stays wet."
Even though I said you can’t jerk off to something too beautiful, I was still rock hard from looking at naked Lucia. Plus, the act of sniffing her everywhere had me excited, so I was fully erect and ready to use Wind Pressure Masturbation at any moment.
"Wind Pressure Masturbation!"
WHOOOSH!
A tornado centered around my dick began drying Kemololi’s body.
It’s convenient when she’s wet, but does this skill even level up?
Still not enough.
I need some other way to show off.
"Fwaaah. It feels like I’m about to fly."
Kemololi’s little feet floated up. With such a tiny body, she really looked like she might take off.
...Fly?
"Kee!"
Completely out of nowhere, like a stock image, a bird’s cry echoed.
