"I’d like to have a race right now."

I proposed a running competition. All five of them happily wagged their tails.

One of them in particular had a bright red face. She was probably imagining some kind of pee or semen splashing contest. As expected, I really do need to let this 30-year-old widow vent her sexual frustration through exercise.

"Shall we do short-distance, middle-distance, and long-distance runs?"

I dragged my foot across the ground to draw a starting line. Then I walked roughly fifty meters by eye and drew another line. I had originally planned for the first line to be the start and the second the goal, but since everyone followed me, I decided to make this the starting line instead.

"When I say ’Ready... set... go!’, run to the line I drew earlier. Got it?"

Everyone nodded. Since one particular person seemed anxious, I moved in front of Iferaski and double-checked.

"Okay? When I say ’Ready... set... go!’— Wait! No! Stop!"

Iferaski had already taken off, so I panicked and grabbed both of her breasts from behind to stop her. This was a perfectly legitimate boob grab. No need to hold back. Squeeze, squeeze.

"That was just the explanation. The real start signal will come after I move to the goal line. Understand?"

"...!"

She nodded, but I kept squeezing just to be sure. Squeeze, squeeze.

"Alright, I’m heading to the goal. Wait for my signal."

After a good squeeze session, I moved to the first line I had drawn.

Hmm. The dog girls had dropped into a low, forward-leaning stance, clearly ready to explode forward. It wasn’t quite a full athletic crouch with hands on the ground, but they were low and brimming with motivation. In contrast, Iferaski was spacing out. When she noticed the others lowering their hips, she hurriedly copied them, but ended up looking like she was doing a clumsy air chair. Is this girl going to be okay?

Well, whatever.

"Ready... set... GO!"

I shouted loudly and swung my raised hand down.

They didn’t all start at exactly the same time. Petit Letry shot off at "Ready," causing Shepa to start chasing her. Letry-san, Big Sister Rian, and Little Sister Rian properly waited for "Go!" Iferaski, still affected by her earlier blunder, waited until all the dog girls had started before finally taking off last.

Despite their slow starts, Letry-san and the Rian sisters took the lead within just a few meters.

Up to around the 20-meter mark, the five dog girls widened the gap on Iferaski. Their acceleration was clearly superior. However, after passing the halfway point, Iferaski began overtaking them one by one. Right before the finish, she caught up to and passed Big Sister Rian—

Wait. She’s coming straight toward me.

THUD!

Iferaski leaped straight into me.

Sccrrrrraaaape!

I was pushed back about a meter, gouging the ground with my feet. As expected of full-speed "pussy power." Her breasts were getting crushed between my hands and her body, but I hoped it didn’t hurt.

Thump. Thump.

The dog girls came flying in one after another. You idiots, you’re supposed to cross the goal line!

Lick lick. Lick lick.

First-place Iferaski licked my right cheek, while second-place Big Sister Rian licked my left.

The remaining four stood a little further away, looking disappointed with fingers in their mouths.

I patted Iferaski and Big Sister Rian on the heads to end the reward session.

"Alright. Next is the middle-distance run."

Now, where should we run from and to?

Running from one end of the city wall to the other should be just right for a middle-distance race.

I recalled there was a way to measure distance by eye...

First, the city gate sits in the center, dividing the wall into two halves. I mentally placed points to divide each half again (making four segments), then divided those again (making eight segments).

This made each segment roughly the length of a 25-meter pool. You can keep dividing until it matches something easy to visualize.

In other words, half the wall was "eight × 25 meters," so the full side was 25 × 8 × 2 = 400 meters. It feels very wide when you’re inside the city and looks long, but when you actually calculate it, it’s surprisingly small.

(Note: The white dashed lines on Japanese roads are 5 meters long with 5-meter gaps, which makes them a good reference for measuring distance.)

I led the beastkin over to the eastern end of the city wall.

"Alright. We’ll race to the far end of this wall."

If this were a normal PE class there would probably be booing, but since these beastkin love moving their bodies, no one complained. Everyone looked focused and determined, their tails wagging slowly.

This time I decided to run with them. If I waited at the goal, my voice probably wouldn’t reach them.

"Everyone ready? Here we go— Ready... set... GO!"

Thud!

Thanks to the Dragon God’s Blessing skill that adds 10% to my stats, my acceleration easily surpassed the beastkin. I took the lead. Since I wasn’t sure my stamina would last all the way to the goal at full speed, I eased off a little.

I wasn’t trying to test my limits; I was more focused on actually doing a proper middle-distance run, so I ran at a pace based on my school PE experience. In other words, I probably wasn’t going all-out.

Around the time I passed the city gate (roughly the halfway point), I sensed someone right behind me.

I lightly twisted my body to look back— Iferaski was right on my heels.

Fast!

The moment I slowed down while looking back, Iferaski passed me.

She wasn’t an opponent I could beat while holding back. I straightened my posture and ran at full power. Sure enough, the 10% boost from the god was superior, and I overtook Iferaski again to cross the finish line first.

"Haa... haa... haa..."

Even though my stamina had increased, the consumption rate was also high. I was properly tired.

While I stood there catching my breath, Iferaski still seemed to have energy left and was slowly walking around in circles.

"You’re amazing, Iferaski."

"Pii!"

The dog girls were still near the city gate. Petit Letry and Shepa seemed to have mismanaged their stamina and were walking. Letry-san and the Rian sisters were doing a light jog, far from a full sprint.

I see. Running 400 meters at full speed really is tough.

Iferaski’s running ability really is superior to the dog girls’. Even after drinking my semen elixir, she had run for several hours straight while the scenery and vegetation completely changed around her.

When I think about it, it makes sense. Horses are naturally good at running, and Iferaski has a higher kemono (animal) trait level than the dog girls.

The long-distance race would probably end the same way, so I decided to stop the races here.

"Iferaski. Let’s head back."

We regrouped a little past the city gate.

The cool air felt nice on our heated bodies, so we sat down in the wasteland for a break. We shared the water from the 1-liter waterskin. It should have been a full liter, but it was completely empty. Iferaski had probably drunk most of it. She was the only one gulping loudly without any restraint.

A little later, Shepa let out a small, cute sneeze, so we decided to return to the church.

I hope tomorrow is just as fun as today.