Even if he was willing to take his word on it, they were never found. Depending on how well they were hidden those could also be traced to him. All the peaches were his devoted servants. It would all come down to how long it would take for the trees to grow and produce fruit. If he could eat some peaches before they caught onto the trees, he could flee the area and go somewhere beyond their reach. As long as he had one of the peaches with him, he could always make more trees. It would be a cat and mouse game. There were 9 in the city right now. Chris said "When that happens, we can use the tree that came from my pit." David just nodded. He could just jerk off in a cup and let it just be passed around. They would fertilize themselves. Chris did it himself from a blowjob. Bringing his attention back to the room, Chris moaned and said "Why don't you come over here? I can take care of you. I can tell that you're feeling hot and bothered." "How?" David asked. "You don't have to feel shy around me. Once you're done spilling your seeds, you might be able to go to sleep." he said.
Finally curious enough to ask, David said "Why the hell are you doing this, Chris? You know that I'm not interested in fucking you." "You love it." was the answer. It was a blithe answer. More than that, it was the same answer as always. David gave up and just looked up at the ceiling. Chris groaned and said "Even as a Devil, you're really disciplined and tough. Anyone else would probably jump on me by now. You're leaking and suffering erections for hours before moving to the outhouses to masturbate. It does not make any sense to me. That's not a healthy thing to do. Even plants react when influenced by pollen." His show had stopped. David turned back to the peach and looked at him. "I'm not a plant." he said. Chris pouted and shot back a pithy "Are you sure about that?" David rolled his eyes. "What are we even talking about!? We already discussed this. I'm a Devil and human. I am not some plant." Not wanting to talk anymore, Chris glared at him and said "Just go to sleep for once." Neither of them got any sleep. Neither of them needed to do it, but it was more about pride.
In the morning, he found that the college was discouraged from the paltry amount of donations. They decided to pull out the big guns. Most of the citizens were aware of the skills that bards had. Depending on their school and disposition, there could be some disastrous consequences. Due to this, many people ignored them on the street when they busked. The elder teachers would host a gala and use their skills to gather money. They were more established and were in good social standing. No one wanted to be taken advantage of after all. Some of them even had some ties to the movers and shakers in the city. That meant politicians, clergy members, bankers and guild workers. It would take place in an in-game week. The peaches already had a good outfit for the gala. David did as well. Hopefully, they could raise enough money for a few expeditions. It would be make or break for them. A failure would not help with the very drained coffers of the college. A School of Requiem expedition would be a good way to justify him getting stronger. All they could do was wait for the gala.
