Chapter 173 Pink Potion

Lisanna leaned down, her eyes focused on her reception desk drawer, which was filled with an array of mysterious potions and elixirs. With deliberate movements, she rustled through the vials and bottles until she found what she was looking for - a small, delicate vial filled with a radiant pink liquid. Holding it up to the light, the elixir seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly glow, captivating Hermit's curious gaze. Hermit's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but emit a soft squeal of excitement.

 "Wheeeee! Pretty elixir!"

Wearing gloves, Lisanna carefully uncorked the vial, and a soft, sweet aroma wafted through the air, filling the room with its enchanting scent. 

"Mmmmm! Smells delicious! Hermit likes the smell, yummy!"

With the vial securely in hand, Lisanna turned her attention back to Hermit, firmly positioning him so that his back faced her. She poured a small amount of the elixir onto her gloved hands, and as she rubbed them together, the pink liquid seemed to transform into a silken, iridescent cream.

"Now, hold still, little goblin," Lisanna murmured with a hint of reassurance in her voice.

Fearful yet intrigued, Hermit couldn't help but ask, "Master? Is this majestic elixir safe for Hermit?"

Lisanna, with a reassuring smile, responded, "Oh, you don't need to worry about it, it is perfectly safe. I use it on my skin all the time."

Those words were enough to put Hermit at ease, trusting Lisanna's judgment without question. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to fully immerse in the enchanting experience that awaited him.

As Lisanna's hands graced his worn-out ears, Hermit felt an indescribable euphoria sweep over him. Countless moans of delight escaped his lips, each one a testament to the unimaginable pleasure coursing through him. The elixir's touch was like a symphony of bliss, awakening every nerve in his sensitive ears, and he surrendered completely to its enchanting embrace.

As Lisanna's magical touch graced his ears with the luscious elixir, Hermit's eyes rolled back in pure bliss. He couldn't help but emit strange, guttural moans and grunts in ecstasy.

 "Oooohhh... Ugghh... M-Master Lisanna... yessss... it feels like soft feathers dancing on Hermit's ears," he moaned with delight, his voice tinged with a hint of embarrassment at his own euphoria. Each stroke of her hands sent tingling sensations through his ears, making him squirm and writhe in a bizarre manner.

His little goblin body trembled with pleasure, and he let out a series of high-pitched sighs and squeals that resembled a contented puppy.

 "Aaaahhh... yesss... Ugghh, Master Lisanna! You magic-maker! Your touch is mighty! Ugghh... ears sing your name!" Hermit grumbled, his voice filled with raw appreciation.

Hermit's ears seemed to come alive under Lisanna's touch, and he felt like he was floating on a cloud of euphoria. His legs kicked involuntarily in the air, doing an absurd dance of delight, while his hands flapped about like the wings of a joyous bird. His normally timid and reserved demeanor vanished, replaced by a giddy and blissful state that seemed almost demented. His ears, once weary and damaged, now appeared visibly better after only a few minutes of the enchanting elixir's application. The pink elixir seemed to have an almost magical effect, and even Lisanna couldn't help but be astonished at its effectiveness.

Hermit's ears twitched and flicked in response to each caress as if they were thanking Lisanna for the blissful treatment. He leaned into her touch, his whole body leaning and tilting in bizarre angles like a puppet on invisible strings.

"Y-y-yes! Oh, yes! This is pure bliss, Master Lisanna!" Hermit cried, his words stumbling over each other in his joyous frenzy. 

"Ahhh! M-Master, you're... you're a miracle worker! So good! So good!" he babbled, his words stumbling over each other in his excitement, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Lisanna playfully slapped Hermit across the back of his head, saying, "There you have it, all done! I have to say, the elixir worked wonders on your hideous skin! The scarring and discoloration are practically gone. Your ears look so much better now."

Hermit's reaction was nothing short of extraordinary. Overwhelmed with pure happiness and disbelief at the miraculous transformation, he leaped into the air as if propelled by an invisible force, his feet barely touching the ground. With wild energy, he grabbed his newly restored ears and embraced them with a passion usually reserved for long-lost lovers. Kissing them and stroking their smooth surface, he cradled them in his arms like precious gems.

"Oh, my beautiful ears! I thought I lost you forever! You're back! You're back, my dearest treasures!" Hermit cooed in a high-pitched voice, his eyes sparkling with tears of joy.

 "Never again! Never again will I let anyone hurt you, my lovely ears. I'll protect you with all my might! No more pain, no more suffering! I promise, my dear ears," he declared, "I'll protect you from any harm, from anyone who dares to hurt you. You'll never suffer again as long as I'm here!"

His voice took on a dramatic tone as he vowed, "Even if I have to face the mightiest of foes, I will defend you with my life! My ears are my treasure, and no one will ever take them away from me again!"

He planted adoring kisses on each ear, his lips smacking loudly as if sealing a sacred oath. 

"Mwah! Mwah! My precious! You're my everything! My most prized possessions!" Hermit exclaimed with childlike enthusiasm.

In his ecstatic state, he began to sing a strange goblin tune, his voice warbling with joy as he danced around, still holding his ears close.

 "Ears so fine, now straight and divine! No more woies, no more throies, you're safe with me, my lovely fellows! oh, I love you so much, my floppy friends! Twinkle, twinkle, little ears, you're the best I've ever had in years!"

With every word, Hermit's voice reached a crescendo of delight, and he spun around in circles, dancing with his ears held high, "Oh, dear ears, you're so grand! My heart sings, oh, it's so grand! Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, my ears! My happiness knows no fears!"

 Hermit's ears visibly improved, looking almost as good as new. The sight of his restored ears filled him with an overwhelming sense of joy and satisfaction.

"Hurrah! Hooray! Hermit is so happy, so, so happy!" he yelled with wild excitement, his voice crackling and his words stumbling. 

"Ears, beautiful ears! Thank you, Master, thank you!" He kissed his ears once more and twirled around like a whirlwind, his broken and bruised body momentarily forgotten in the euphoria of the moment. His bloated belly sloshed and gurgled with every motion.

"Look, look!" Hermit gestured to his ears, "Almost like new! Not ugly anymore, not at all!" His eyes sparkled with delight, and he couldn't help but giggle and chuckle uncontrollably like a maniacal creature, his goblin instincts fully taking over.

"Aaaaaahhhhh! Master, thank you, thank you, thank you!" Hermit cried in sheer delight, his voice sounding like a mix of high-pitched screeches and excited squeals. 

"Hermit feels like a whole new goblin! My ears are magnificent again, and my skin, oh my skin, it's like a precious gem polished by the gods themselves!"

He continued to dance with wild abandon, his feet tapping and skipping like a demented creature, all while giggling and chuckling like a crazed animal. 

"Look at me, Master Lisanna! Hermit is the happiest goblin in the entire realm! Happy dance!" he shrieked, his eyes gleaming with joy.

"I can't believe it, my precious ears! You've been given a new life!" Hermit shouted, holding his ears close to his face as if they were his lovers.

 "You are my pride and joy, and now, with the elixir's magic, you shine brighter than the stars themselves!"

As he continued his manic dance, Hermit's speech became even more distorted with excitement.

 "Master Lisanna, you are the greatest! The elixir worked wonders, and you, oh glorious master, are like a shaman with the power to transform goblins into majestic beings!"

Hermit twirled and jumped, his voice reaching higher pitches as he babbled on with uncontainable euphoria.

 "The discoloration is gone, the scars are vanishing, and Hermit is beautiful again!" he proclaimed, his words blending into an incoherent symphony of joyous gibberish.

With each passing moment, Hermit's excitement seemed to grow, and he threw his arms up in the air, hopping around with unchecked energy while taping his moist feet on the table as if attempting to outperform a tap-dancing troupe. 

"I am blessed to have crossed paths with you, Master Lisanna!" he cried out, tears of joy forming in his eyes.

But Hermit's joy was interrupted as his belly let out a loud guttural squelching and gurgling sound. He stopped his frenzied dance and stood still, looking at Lisanna with a pained expression. 

"Oh no, Master Lisanna!" he squeaked, his voice trembling with distress, "Hermit's tummy is not happy! It's rumbling like a thunderstorm in the darkest cave! Aargh! Oh, the agony!"

Lisanna raised an amused eyebrow, trying her best not to laugh at the pitiful sight before her.

 "What's wrong, little goblin?" she taunted, unable to resist teasing him.

 "Did you eat something rotten? Or was it feces again?"

He clutched his bloated belly with both hands, his face contorted with agony as he doubled over in pain. The once cheerful glint in his eyes was replaced with a desperate, pleading look as he tried to find relief from the torment within.

 "Ughh, Hermit doesn't know, Master. The food in the trash bin was delicious, but now it feels like a wild dragon is thrashing inside, trying to escape! Ughh... the pain! It's like the thunderous stampede of a hundred enraged ogres in my belly! I'm trying to hold it in, but it's tearing me apart!"

Lisanna's amusement grew as she watched him squirm in discomfort. 

"Yep! Sounds about right, eating spoiled food from the trash bin will give you a tummy ake. You really are a silly little goblin, aren't you?" she chuckled. 

"Perhaps you should have thought twice before gobbling down everything off the ground in sight."

A gut-wrenching sound echoed, a nauseating symphony that seemed to reverberate through the air. It started as a low, gurgling rumble, like the distant growl of an approaching storm. As the seconds ticked by, the sound intensified, becoming a turbulent cacophony of squelches and squishes, as if something dark and malevolent was swirling and churning deep inside his intestines.

Hermit tried to defend himself between painful gasps, "B-but Hermit was just so hungry, Master! And the food was so tempting! Now, it's as if a herd of monstrous beasts is having a fiesta in my gut!"

Lisanna couldn't contain her laughter any longer, the sight of the goblin in such an unfortunate predicament proving too amusing to resist. 

"Well, you better find a way to tame those ogres inside you," she advised through giggles, "or else you'll make the entire realm quake with your rumblings!"

Hermit's hands pressed harder against his inflated belly, trying to ease the discomfort, but the swirling and churning within only seemed to intensify. It was as if a tempest had been unleashed inside him, a relentless force tearing at the delicate balance of his gut.

Each gut-wrenching sound sent shockwaves through his body, causing him to grimace and whimper in pain. The guttural noises seemed to come in waves, rising and falling with each agonizing surge, leaving him feeling helpless and trapped in his own body. His uncontrolled movements from a minute ago caused his bloated belly to hurt.

Lisanna's attention was immediately captivated by Suzuka's exit from the training room. With an air of curiosity, Suzuka approached Lisanna and asked, "Hey! What are you two up to? Huh? Why does the goblin look like he's in pain?"