The Bride-to-Be Hero and the Head Maid's Reconciliation
Tei was undergoing Lina's training, Gara was being penetrated by his two daughters, and Reina had left her first love behind for the dungeon...
Unaware that the hard-won peace was slowly crumbling under the schemes of some shadowy force working behind the scenes, the Hero greeted yet another peaceful morning.
"You have awakened."
"Yes, Head Maid."
The dark elf Noa approached without a sound, her long black hair swaying as she fixed a dark gaze on the Hero who had just risen. The Hero, for her part, had only just woken and wore no makeup, yet her beauty remained so striking it was hard to believe she had once been a country bumpkin; she simply brushed her short golden hair back with a casual sweep. The faint scent of drugs lingering in the room made even Noa’s eye twitch with strain by this point, but the Hero’s expression stayed perfectly unbothered as she headed to the bathroom with her to wash and prepare for the day.
First came the makeup. She applied white face paint and a red nose to become a clown, all for the sake of making her husband laugh. Even with the foolish makeup, her beauty as a lovely girl could not be hidden, so she pulled her short hair into twin tails as tightly as possible to emphasize the silliness. The clown outfit she normally wore left her pussy completely exposed, but Noa had recently begun attaching nipple patches for convenience, so she no longer went around fully bare.
Dressed like that, she made another circuit of the mansion. Matching steps with Noa, she strode boldly, then suddenly dashed, then showed off her flexibility with graceful, ballet-like movements. Unlike at the beginning, her wild temperament had almost completely faded, and like Noa she made no sound with her footsteps. Afterward, when Tanjelo woke and looked around blankly for her, she would skip over to him and shower him with affection—that was the daily work of the pussy-clown Hero.
"Good morning. Did you sleep well too, Tanjelo?"
"Yeah… I slept wellll…… Hwaaaaahm~!"
"Looks like you’re still half-asleep. And look at that eye gunk… Mm… Mmm……"
Lick lick~♡
She stuck out her tongue, licked the sleep from Tanjelo’s eyes, and immediately went after his lips.
Peck peck~♡
Light kisses on his lips and cheeks.
"Thanks… Then I’ll……"
"Ah♡"
Peck peck~♡
Tanjelo returned the favor in kind.
His wife the Hero had risen earlier, washed, and even finished her face paint, yet as the husband he was allowed a certain leisure, so he headed straight to the dining room without washing. Walking side by side with the Hero, who demanded they interlace their fingers, they looked for all the world like a loving couple of lovebirds. Even though the Hero was dressed as a clown, Tanjelo accepted it as affection directed at him and enjoyed the fresh, sweet time—whether accepting the fork she offered during the meal or offering her a spoon himself.
"Pbbbp~! Phaa~! Aaaah… Feels so good…"
"Phhuu~♡ Phhuuu~♡ Mmm~♡"
Once the meal ended, it was immediately cigarette time. Both of them had taken such a liking to the drug-laced cigarettes shipped directly from Tripoli that they lit up whenever the mood struck, after meals or otherwise. Tanjelo, whose level was low and whose tolerance was almost nonexistent, looked more exhausted than the Hero who had been smoking longer. He had gone so far off the deep end that he simply accepted this bizarre situation of the Hero becoming a clown and fawning over him on pure instinct, while the Hero, smoking alongside him with a bright smile, still showed glimmers of intelligence in her eyes. At first she had smoked heavily under Noa’s orders, but at some point she had begun strongly urging Tanjelo to join her, and before he knew it his condition was a complete mess.
"Would you like one too, Head Maid?"
"No. I have work to do, so I must respectfully decline."
"Hmm~?"
Phuuuuuuu~♪
"Ugh…"
Perhaps because she knew she was stronger than Noa in front of Tanjelo, she openly blew smoke at her. Only a few days ago their relationship had not been like this, and Noa’s insides turned cold. It was not anger toward the Hero that chilled her, but worry over what was to come. The blatantly angry, sarcastic attitude was exactly the worst-case scenario she had feared.
So the tolerance has set in after all. The status difference, and her mental strength is extraordinary too. I thought “maybe,” but I never expected her to recover this quickly… As expected of the hero who saved the world. Is this my defeat for underestimating such a hero?
Even while clearing the dishes of the happy-looking clown couple, her heart kept pounding. It had only been about two days since the Hero regained her senses, yet she still had to watch her every move for fear of being killed by that pervert. Fortunately, so far she had prioritized Tanjelo’s words above all else—going on dates with him, baring her pussy and putting on a lewd show when he wanted, or sucking his cock—but no one knew how long that would last. More than anything, the fact that she seemed to have come to her senses yet still obediently followed Tanjelo’s every word was an unknown terror to Noa.
Just what is she thinking?
When she casually turned her back and glared at the pussy-clown happily enjoying a cigarette with her husband, her eyes met the Hero’s.
"Hehe…"
…I truly do not understand.
Hostility mixed into that brief smile. But not knowing the direction of that hostility sent a chill down her spine, and she left the spot. The chastity belt she had prepared so carefully had been destroyed; now the only things that could control her were the drugs and Tanjelo. But she had developed tolerance to the drugs, and Tanjelo’s condition was poor. She left with the conviction that, as long as the Hero did not suddenly go mad, she would not attack her while she was busy with her duties—yet honestly, she wanted nothing more than to flee the mansion.
Just what should she do… Should she have trained her more harshly… She had hoped the drug effects would fade a little, but she never expected them to drop this far… Heroes really are heroes, aren’t they… Did she just poke the sleeping lion’s whiskers… If she ran, where would she even go…
Lost in such doubts, she finished cleaning the dishes and thoroughly scrubbed the hallway before returning to where the two had been—only to find them gone. The creaking sounds from upstairs told her they were at it with mouth-pussy play again, and she felt relief. For all her fretting, the Hero continued to intertwine her body with Tanjelo’s, and true to their first promise she still was not using her pussy until the engagement or wedding ceremony. Even though she had regained her senses, the question of why she was still obeying such an order piled doubt upon doubt, yet she could not avoid the Hero forever. When the creaking finally stopped and quiet returned, she brought water and a towel to the room.
"Excuse me. I have brought water and a towel. Enjoyment is fine, but it is better to maintain cleanliness… Cough cough!!"
"Ngyaha~?"
"Cough… Cough cough… Ugh, what in the world…?!"
The moment she entered the sex room prepared for Tanjelo and the Hero, thick smoke assaulted Noa’s nose. Somehow they had pulled out several of the incense sticks used during the fight with Reina, and on top of that they were burning the medicinal herbs that served as raw material for the drugs, filling the room with haze. Naturally Tanjelo lay collapsed naked with his cock exposed, while the Hero sat perched on the edge of the bed with a bashful smile, smoking yet another cigarette. The white face paint she had carefully applied was half peeled off again, and her mouth was full of hair, making it obvious at a glance that she had just been greedily sucking down Tanjelo’s seed.
"Hero!"
"Something wrong~?"
"You pulled out the incense again?!"
"Yeah. Feels good, right? The smell spreads with a pak and makes everything all hazy~? When my pussy starts tingling, the incense smell calms it down… Puhhihi…"
"I told you to stop smoking more because it makes Lord Tanjelo strange! I said over and over to stick only to the proper amount I specified…!!"
"But it feels so gooood~? Tanjelo likes it too, so what’s the problem~?"
"Kh?!"
She was out of control.
Holding a cigarette in one hand, she arrogantly tilted her chin high and sneered at Noa with exhausted eyes.
"……Please stop. I know full well that you have regained your senses. Let us talk while we have the chance."
"I think it’s already too late~?"
"Please stop using Lord Tanjelo’s health as an excuse to do bad things."
"Hmm… You’re saying that because my life is on the line after you did such awful things to me? I had a really hard time back then, you know? For hours, for days, locked up in a prison that fit my body perfectly, light shining in my eyes until I genuinely thought I was going blind. And my clitoris—don’t even get me started, it hurt so much… So maybe I don’t really feel like talking with the Head Maid~? I’m honestly scared of what other weird things you might do to me…"
Then she lifted the head of the lying Tanjelo onto her lap, gently stroked it, and smiled bashfully. Strangely, there was no sign of anger directed at Tanjelo. But given that she was doing something like this, there was no telling when she might snatch away Tanjelo’s life, so Noa hurriedly dropped to her knees and bowed her head.
"I beg you."
"Heeh… You’re kneeling that easily? After training even Lord Tanjelo’s mother that way, you think you can just bow your head and be forgiven because it didn’t work on me? That’s cowardly. You always act like someone who never makes the wrong choice, yet the moment you fail it’s straight to this—I might be a little disappointed."
"If you have already noticed everything, further mind games are meaningless. At the very least, let us talk so we can both grasp the situation."
"Hmph… Maybe you’re right. More than anything, getting this angry in front of Tanjelo doesn’t look good."
Then she gently set him down again. Her tone toward Tanjelo, and the complete absence of hostility directed at him, remained the same. Even though he was the man who demanded she perform lewd tricks and use her mouth-pussy every day, she showed not the slightest hatred—rather, an affectionate attitude.
"Shall we go to the next room?"
"No, the hallway is better. I’m scared you might pull some other weird stunt."
"It is nothing of the sort this time… but if that is what you wish, Hero…"
Noa wet the towel she had brought and wiped away the white face paint. She also undid the twin tails, returning her to her usual Hero appearance. The Hero was naked, Noa in her maid uniform; they stood with their backs against the hallway wall, the lack of closeness between them laid bare.
"What did you want to say?"
The Hero was the first to cut in. Still holding a cigarette in one hand, she glared at Noa with dark-circled eyes. The drug haze rolling off her body made Noa’s expression tighten slightly, but she could no longer scold her further and simply returned the question.
"First of all, when you regained your senses, and why you are clinging to Lord Tanjelo—I am curious about everything."
"Senses… It wasn’t anything I can pinpoint; it just suddenly hit me. I don’t even remember when I came to. After all, the drugs scrambled my head so badly that even now I’m not at full capacity."
"……It does not look that way."
"I’m just pretending to be fine right now. Even now, if I don’t keep dosing myself like this my fingers start trembling from the addiction, so your training wasn’t a complete failure. The problem is that thanks to the drugs the anger doesn’t well up that strongly… Why am I clinging to Tanjelo? Same reason. I just don’t have the energy to get angry because of the drugs."
"Is that all? For that, you have been extremely gentle with Lord Tanjelo."
"After I came to, I talked with Tanjelo a few times while we were doing mouth-pussy sex, and he didn’t know anything about this whole affair, so I couldn’t get angry. Sure, I was mad that he tried to force himself on me, but right now my head’s all messed up, and being demanded of as a woman is a first for me, so affection just bubbled up right away. Fundamentally it feels like it’s your and the family head’s fault, so once I set that aside the affection just kept building…… and as you can see, I’ve become a body that can’t resist Tanjelo. How should I put it—being treated as a wife just feels natural… This is probably because of your training too. Who would’ve thought I’d become a woman who gets happy being ordered around by Tanjelo…"
"Is that… really true…?"
"I don’t usually lie. I’m a hero, after all? Even if I’m involved in something bad, if it isn’t my own fault I generously let anything slide… Forgiveness, understanding, tolerance, consideration—that’s what this bitch is made of."
"I do not believe this is a matter that can be settled with such words."
"But with this personality I’ve earned the favor and trust of many people. That’s the completed being that is me. A hero isn’t something you can become with an ordinary personality. Even if you get stabbed in the back a hundred times, if one act of trust creates a miracle, that’s enough."
"…A madwoman?"
"Maybe."
She took another drag on her cigarette, planted a hand on her hip, and smirked without a shred of shame even though she was naked, proudly displaying her body.
"That doesn’t mean I don’t have sexual desire or curiosity. Honestly speaking, Tanjelo’s pretty handsome, right? Basically a kind person, and aside from getting sexually aggressive when he’s drunk or high he has no real flaws… There’s something that just kyun stimulates my maternal instincts… Yeah, since he’s half a virgin himself he demands a ton of lovey-dovey stuff, so I end up reacting all fresh and pure…… Ah~! So embarrassing~! Why am I even telling you this? The drugs clearly haven’t worn off enough yet."
"Is that so… I feel like I understand and yet do not…?"
"Well, there’s no way you could understand a junkie’s emotions. I don’t even understand my own. Honestly, when I think of you I want to smash everything to pieces, but the moment I see Tanjelo’s face the anger just shrinks. When the two of us blankly hold each other and go chuu chuu, the thought that I want to stay like this just keeps growing…… I think I’m completely love-struck."
"It was not this bad when you first arrived in Tripoli, was it? Why do you think that is?"
"Who knows… Maybe because I had no experience with men? After all, the moment I came of age I set out on my journey."
"Journey… How many years?"
"Seven years. I only became an adult a few years ago, and right before leaving I was suddenly dragged off and trained at the royal palace to become a hero, so if you include the training period it might be longer… Eight or nine years? Maybe even ten……"
"So you have lived almost half your life as a hero."
"Pretty much. So looking back, this bitch was ridiculously weak to men. Once I recognized him as the man who would be my husband, it felt like I had finally returned to an ordinary life and I was just so happy… I don’t want to smash this happiness… Anyway, that’s how it is. I’m speaking gently to you right now because I’ve fallen for Tanjelo, so don’t get the wrong idea that we’ve become friends, okay? The way I feel, I want to grab your clitoris and rip it off right this second."
It was a tone that was neither completely devoid of affection, nor a complete failure of training, nor completely turned into an enemy.
Then that is fortunate.
Thanks to that, Noa was able to catch her breath and firm up both her expression and her resolve.
"……Will you rip it off?"
"…Anh?"
"To be honest, I will apologize on the surface, but I have no intention of truly reflecting. It is true that the Hero’s temperament is strong, and it is also true that I wanted to make you into a woman suitable for the family. Training women and pulling their teeth is the training method passed down through generations of this house… I simply did again what I have always done, and I do not consider it wrong."
"Do you understand what you are saying right now?"
"That it is a crime, correct? Yes, of course I know. But I am flustered because there has never been a failed case until now. Every family head has done this and built a happy household… Even if some freedoms are restricted, even the current lady of the house has accepted her position, serves her husband, and sincerely feels happiness. So I believed the Hero would become the same. Listening to what you say, it even seems you are rather enjoying it……"
"Hey."
"Yes, words that offend you, no doubt. You were trained against your will, after all. Even so, I would like to have an amicable relationship with the Hero. I do not wish to fight with the future lady of the house. Therefore, please rip it off."
With that she lifted her skirt hem with both hands, pulled down her panties, and exposed her pussy. On her dark-elf brown skin the neatly trimmed pubic hair was fluffy, and for her age her pussy was prettily maintained.
"Are you serious? Do you really think you have done nothing wrong?"
"There is wrongdoing, but I will not make excuses. My purpose was to train the Hero into a woman suitable for Lord Tanjelo. From what you say, it seems my purpose has been achieved, and the only task left for me is to vent your anger so that you do not take it out on the Tripoli family. In other words, I will atone for my own sins. If your anger is not yet soothed, then please rip it off at once."
"I really hate that part of you. You were flustered thinking I might be angry, yet the moment you spill your guts you go and do something like this. You’re not thinking I can’t rip it off, are you? If you think I can’t rip off this pretty clitoris, you’re badly mistaken. I still haven’t worked off the resentment of the clit training you put me through."
"…………………"
"Hey. Hey hey. Are you listening?"
Squeeze!!!!
"I’m asking if you’re listening? Aanh?"
"……Nngh?! Ukuuuh!!!"
She grabbed it in one go. Unlike the Hero’s, this clitoris had never been trained and was prettily maintained—until it was compressed in the hand of a level-99 monster. Noa’s crotch, her back against the hallway wall, lifted slightly forward, and a new red color bloomed on her brown skin.
"You messed up someone else’s pussy and yet yours is so clean. Hey, I’m really pissed off—should I actually rip this off?"
Squeezeeeeee!!!!
"Hih, o, huuuh… Ugh… Uuuuuuugh~! Yes…… if it soothes your anger… if that will soothe it…… if you will remain with the family, then as much as you like…… Khuh?!"
Grip!!
"……Kroooooh?!"
"Not even a tool… is the family that important…?"
"U… u… uuu… Ghuuuh… Ghuh……"
Squeezeeeeeeeeee!!!!
"Gahk?!"
"Talk. What are you? The way you speak, you’re obsessed with this family—is there a reason? You’ve lived here a long time, right? Besides the current family head, there’s some mastermind controlling you, isn’t there? After all, if you’ve been stuck here for centuries you could have swallowed the family itself… Just who are you? Who sent you?"
"Ghk… Ggguu… I cannot… speak……"
"Heeh…"
This time she raised her nails and stabbed while pulling.
"—?! Kihiiiiiih!!! Ugh, uuu, uuugh!!! Uuuuuuuuuu!!!!!"
"So you make sounds like that too. Unexpected. But is it really okay? Saying you ‘cannot speak’ means there is someone, right?"
"Kh, o, aaaugh, aauuuuuu, uuugh!!!!"
Pinch… tzip… jijip… tzijijip……
Separate from her brown pussy, the pink, prettily grown clitoris was pulled farther and farther, stretching painfully.
"U… uuugh… aaa… aaaagh… ugh……!! Aghk… ahuuu… uuugh… uuugh…!!"
"Even like this you still won’t talk……"
"Uuuungh… I cannot… spea… kaaa…!! I’d rather… you just rip it off… Ooh…!!"
"Even like this?"
Tzijijip!!! Tzip! Tzuuugh~!
"Gyaaugh~! A, augh… aaaaa… aaaaaaaa!!! Uuuuuuuugh!!!!"
Like a marshmallow melting over fire, the clitoris stretched longer and longer. Sensing danger if it was pulled any farther, her pussy pushed forward. The dark-elf maid, still holding her skirt hem up with both hands and thrusting her pussy out, finally made a tearful face.
"Uhk… hu… huuh… huuuuh… ukhuuuuugh…!!"
"If you don’t talk, it really will get ripped off. Is that okay? Is there really value or reason enough to offer up your clitoris on top of the centuries you’ve already spent on this family?"
"Khuuuuuuuuuu~!!! Ugh, a, aaaagh!! Gak! Gggggh!! Agahaaaaaa!!!!"
Grip… grip… gwaak……
"Last warning. Talk. I’m really going to rip it? I said really?"
"I cannot… speak……"
"Head Maid!!!"
"Please… get along well with… Lord Tanjelo…… Other than that… I desire nothing else…!! That is my true heart…!! Herooooo!!!"
"───You fucking bitch! Still being so stubborn!! Iiiiiiit!!!!"
With those words she twisted her fingers.
Kwadudududuk~!
"Higiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiih?!!?!?"
She had pulled the clitoris to its limit and then bent and twisted it sideways.
"Hoaagh?! A, aagh!! Aaaaaaaaaauuuuuugh!!!!!! Huuh!! Aaauuuuuugh!!! Gh, guh… uuugh…… Huuh… huuh……?! Kriiiih!!! Kuh, k, huak, haaagh, haaaa… haagh… aaaagh…!! Aaaaaaagh…!!!"
Even Noa found this painful; her posture collapsed at once, and the Hero released the clitoris to glare down at her as she landed on her butt on the floor. Tears welled in her expressionless face as she clutched her crotch and hiccupped. True to the Hero’s nature she had not actually ripped it off, but severe distortion of its shape could not be avoided.
"Huuuuh… ugh… augh… i-is it… still… attached…? Kruuh… ugh…… Huaagh… huaaagh………!! It hurts… it huuurts…! Khuh… u… uuugh…!!"
"Well, if I actually ripped it off Tanjelo would hate me, so I held back right at the edge. I’ll say it again—it’s true that I’ve set my heart on Tanjelo, so I don’t want to do anything my husband would dislike. If I fall out with you, my relationship with my father-in-law will go bad too… Right? That’s not a harmonious choice, is it?"
"Kru… ugh… uuugh… uhuuh………"
"I don’t know what circumstances you’re hiding, but I won’t dig any further. Just don’t think this incident has soothed my anger. I’m a bitch with a nasty temper, you know? Like I said back then, with this one personality I wandered all over for years and beat the Demon King to death. So… you get it? When the time comes, speak up on your own."
"I under… stand… I was the one who told you to grab the clit…… I will not… resent this either…… Khu… kruu… nuuuh……"
"Then that’s fine. I don’t plan to stay enemies for life either, so let’s slowly work through the grudge. While we’re at it, there’s one thing I’d like you to permit—would that be okay?"
"What is it…?"
"I want to have pussy sex with Tanjelo. I was told to wait until the engagement or wedding, but both he and I are at our limit. So will you give us permission to have sex? Reporting how far our relationship has progressed to Father-in-law and controlling it is your job, right?"
"U, ugh, huuh… Understood… Objectively speaking… including manners and gait… you have completed my lessons, so there is no reason to refuse……"
"Heeh~? You can still talk like that in that state."
"I am not… the type to speak falsehoods… out of resentment over something like this…… Kru…"
Permission came surprisingly easily, and the Hero’s lips curved upward in delight. Noa was still clutching her own pussy, muttering that a potion would somehow fix it, and trying to stand somehow.
"But… please be careful…"
"Careful? It’s fine. Both Tanjelo and I are first-timers, but we’ve memorized the timing with mouth-pussy, so even as a first experience it won’t be that much of a failure."
"That is not what I mean… Tomorrow is the day Lord Tanjelo attends a banquet with his friend… Please, stop before his hips give out…… It will also be the Hero’s first stage acting as Lord Tanjelo’s wife… Failure would be troublesome……"
"Aaah… That’s right~! I’ll keep that firmly in mind. But you’re still talking that far with your clit twisted?"
"Kuh!! Stop talking about it! I know already!"
When the Hero held out her hand, Noa took it and barely managed to stand. Her thighs were pressed together in an awkward stance, yet managing only that much reaction was a miracle. Hidden under her skirt, her clitoris was twisted sideways into an extremely painful shape; it would not have been strange for her to wail and make a scene.
"How about going to get treatment soon?"
"I will leave without being told… Before I go, one last thing… Please stop injecting Lord Tanjelo with drugs… That drug is something only you can endure…"
"Got it. I’ll air the place out too, so hurry up and get treated. A woman who’s the Head Maid standing around with her crotch all squeezed shut is an eyesore, you know?"
"You detestable person. If you were not Lord Tanjelo’s wife……"
"Look who’s talking. If you were not Father-in-law’s right hand……"
When the Hero flipped her the middle finger and told her to get lost already, Noa was wrapped in black mist and vanished with a whoosh. The very fact that she used magic so no one would see her in that state was so funny that the Hero returned to the room with a thoroughly pleasant expression.
Sex with Tanjelo… and tomorrow is the banquet… I got a little revenge on Noa too, so I should gradually wean off the drugs and get my head straight……
She had spilled everything to Noa, yet the Hero still seemed not to understand herself. She had said she did not know why she was satisfied with this situation, yet when she looked at his blankly sleeping face she smiled like a mother without realizing it.
I don’t even know why I fell for him, yet I’m accepting it without thinking… I wonder if Reina accepted her own sexual wall this same way……
She pressed the cheek of the sleeping man and enjoyed it briefly.
Reina… I hope we can meet again and talk… Fufufu…
Even though he was asleep, the prospective groom’s cock stood stiff; the Hero stuck out her tongue and smiled like a snake. A virgin’s thick cock that still looked delicious. Sure enough, the sexual compatibility between the Hero and Tanjelo was so perfect that in the end she failed to keep her promise to Noa and kept furiously swinging her hips until the morning of the banquet day.