Chapter 57: No One in the World Can Squeeze Milk Better Than Lady Anna!
Chapter 57: No One in the World Can Squeeze Milk Better Than Lady Anna!
“I’m so grateful for your help, Mr. 6.9. I happened to need a man’s assistance, and you were the only man I knew nearby.”
“If a Lady asks for help, I must do whatever I can.”
After all, she was the kind Lady who gave milk to a hungry man like me.
It definitely wasn't a scheme to figure out how to squeeze milk out of those J-cup tits. Definitely not!
As we walked along the path, I naturally took my place right beside Anna.
Angelica and Bern, sensing the atmosphere, excused themselves, saying they had things to discuss between themselves.
What a pair of wonderful women. They might get jealous, but they don't stand in their husband's way.
I stole a glance at Anna’s cleavage and naturally continued the conversation.
“So, what kind of help do you need?”
“Um… where should I even begin explaining…?”
Is it a complicated story?
Anna pondered for a moment, then clapped her hands together as she began her explanation.
“As you may know, Mr. 6.9, we noble ladies usually decide on our career paths once we graduate from St. Fellatio Girls' Academy.”
“So I’ve heard.”
That was information I already knew.
Usually, they take the route of becoming a noblewoman through marriage.
Occasionally, there are unique cases like Angelica, who becomes a female knight, or those who go into magic or academia, but they are a small minority.
This academy was, first and foremost, a place to turn spoiled noble girls into proper noblewomen.
“So, as a second-year, I’ve been thinking and worrying quite a bit about my future…”
“Were you considering a different path?”
“A little bit.”
This was unexpected.
She looked like the quintessential noble lady destined for an arranged marriage, so I thought she’d be the first to get hitched.
Did she have other ideas?
“May I ask what kind of career you were hoping for?”
“Well… it’s a bit embarrassing.”
“Embarrassing?”
“You might… laugh if you hear it, Mr. 6.9.”
What on earth could it be?
Now I was even more curious.
“Actually… I want to start a business.”
“Pffft! Hahaha!!”
“………”
“I’m sorry.”
I quickly bowed my head and apologized.
I could see how embarrassed Anna was.
“What kind of business are you planning?”
“A dairy business… for things like cheese and butter.”
“Pff—… I see.”
I barely managed to suppress my laughter and maintained a poker face.
Honestly, she seemed like the character least suited for business.
But if the business item was dairy, that changed things.
Come to think of it, Anna’s family, the House of Catria, was a family that ran a dairy farming business based on their vast territory.
I didn't know how they managed to reach the rank of Duke with dairy farming as their main industry, but considering she gave me milk last time… Anna seemed particularly interested in that field.
Anyone who saw those tits would want to buy milk, so you could say it was an optimized business venture.
“Does it really not suit me? Me running a business like that?”
“No. It suits you perfectly. It’s the business that best matches your physique, Lady Anna.”
“My physique?”
Oops. Slip of the tongue.
I was staring at her tits so much that I let it slide.
“…Really? Does it really suit me well? Is that what you think, Mr. 6.9?”
“It is.”
Fortunately, she let it pass.
“I see. I knew it… Actually, the other ladies always told me that business doesn't suit me.”
“Who would say such a terrible thing…! No one in the world can squeeze milk better than you, Lady Anna!”
“Mr. 6.9…”
She looked at me with shimmering eyes, seemingly moved.
“Thank you. For saying that.”
“I meant it with all my heart.”
“Hehe…”
She seemed to feel better after hearing that. Anna’s expression brightened considerably.
“Anyway. As I mentioned, I’m thinking of inheriting my father’s family business. But my mother says that continuing the family line comes first, and that I should get married.”
“Marriage…?”
“Yes. A man and a woman meeting and uniting… you know what I mean, right?”
“I know it all too well.”
I was just doing it a moment ago. With a mother and daughter, no less.
“To do that, I have to meet a man… and my mother apparently brought a young lord from somewhere. He’s in the visitation room right now.”
“Right now?”
“Yes. That’s why I was on my way to meet him.”
No wonder her outfit was a bit flashy.
She was on her way to meet a man? While bouncing those tits?
How insolent. Truly insolent!
“Mr. 6.9?”
“Yes.”
Anna seemed to have made up her mind as she clenched her fist over her chest and spoke.
“Actually, I’m only going because my mother told me to… but I haven’t even thought about marriage yet.”
“I suppose not.”
“I’m still a second-year… and I like the people at our academy. I want to try my hand at business, too. I have so many ideas.”
I’m sure she did.
But from her mother’s perspective, she probably judged that forming a bond with a good man early on would allow for a wedding immediately after graduation.
That’s why the second and third years at this academy are busy with visitations every weekend. It was also a major setting in the webtoon.
“I don’t want to meet a man yet.”
“I see.”
“But the other party is said to be a young lord from a family with a fairly high title… and as long as my family’s honor is at stake, I can’t just refuse him recklessly.”
Even with blind dates, people often feel forced to go out of respect for the matchmaker.
How much more so for a meeting predicated on marriage involving the honor of two families?
But Anna wanted to reject this meeting. In that case?
“That’s why I need your help, Mr. 6.9. How can I naturally distance myself from that young lord?”
“That’s not difficult at all.”
I answered without hesitation.
To think such a big-titted bait would hook itself.
The fixer of male-related problems, 6.9.
Once an assignment is accepted, it is always resolved.
“However, you must do exactly as I say.”
*
“Mother.”
“What is it, Angelica?”
The mother and daughter felt awkward with each other even as they walked side by side.
Until not long ago, they had the stiff relationship typical of a knightly family.
But now, they had become a pair who had seen everything there was to see of each other.
“Do you really… plan to invite my Lord to our home?”
“Of course. It’s what my Husband wants, after all.”
“……That is true, but.”
“And I’m also a bit curious. What kind of expression he’ll make.”
“…Pardon?”
“Your father. What will he say when he sees his wife close to a commoner man, of all people?”
“………I can’t quite imagine it.”
“That’s why I’m going to do as my Husband says. Your father is such an indifferent man.”
“……….”
Angelica couldn't refute those words.
Even she thought her father was a difficult man to read.
“And his cock is small, too.”
“……….”
She decided to pretend she didn't hear that last part.
No matter how much she had become her Lord’s Onahole, she didn't want to hear about her father’s weaknesses.
“Then… are you going back to the mansion now?”
“No. I’m going to finish one more thing before I go.”
“One more thing?”
“I should be by my Husband’s side from now on, shouldn't I? Here. At this academy.”
“……?”
Angelica thought about it for a moment before belatedly realizing what Bern meant.
“Don’t tell me, as a professor…?”
“Yes. I refused before, but now I’m in a position where I have to ask the Headmaster. Unavoidably.”
There was no hesitation in Bern’s eyes.
She was prepared to kneel before Headmaster Nekane, with whom she had a poor relationship, if it meant getting a professor position.
“If my Husband wants it, then I must, right?”
“……Of course.”
Angelica felt like she understood her mother’s heart.
*
The visitation room of St. Fellatio Girls' Academy was the only place outsiders were allowed to enter.
Since it was a place where one could meet noble ladies, every weekend, nobles in flashy carriages would appear from the outside, dressed in clean, expensive clothes.
Some came to meet family, but the majority of meetings were between noble ladies and young lords arranged by their families.
“Hyah!”
A carriage entered the visitation room parking lot.
A purple carriage adorned with gold decorations. In the center was the crest of the ‘Callion’ family.
The carriage bypassed the parking area and stopped right in front of the visitation room entrance.
The building manager saw this and came running out quickly.
“Hey! You can’t park here!”
“Ah~ then what do you want us to do? The parking lot is full. Are you telling our young master to walk from all the way over there? Huh?”
“That’s not what I meant…”
“Do you even know who is riding in here! He is the eldest son of the House of Callion! If you understand what that means, hurry up and lay this out!”
The coachman flicked something. It was a red carpet.
“Pardon…?”
The manager looked at the red carpet already laid out at the entrance.
“Good grief. You want our young master to step on the same carpet others have used? Are you crazy?”
“……I’ll lay it out.”
They appeared occasionally—these people who wouldn't listen to reason.
Based on his long experience, the manager knew it was best to just do as he was told without a word.
Only after the new red carpet was fully laid out at the entrance did the coachman finally open the door.
“Young Master. We have arrived.”
“Yawn~. Are we here? What took so long?”
“My apologies, Young Master. It took some time to prepare…”
The man who stepped out while yawning was a surprisingly decent-looking man, wearing a white uniform with epaulettes.
No, looking at his appearance alone, he was closer to a typical handsome noble young master.
The eldest son of Duke Callion, Lacio Callion.
His face was well-known. Though, in a somewhat bad way.
The manager quickly bowed his head upon seeing Lacio. The coachman repeatedly gestured toward the entrance with his hand.
“Hmm. So this is the girls' academy? It’s smaller than I thought~.”
“Young Master. This is the visitation room.”
“I know that! So. Where is this woman named Anna or whatever?”
“I believe she is waiting inside.”
“Believe~? Believe? If I’ve arrived, shouldn't she have come running out barefoot to greet me? She lacks basic manners.”
At Lacio’s words, the coachman broke into a slight cold sweat, looking troubled.
“Young Master. She is also the daughter of a Ducal House, after all…”
“So? Is her family higher than ours? I heard they’re just a family with a rural ranch?”
“That is true, but…”
“First impression: minus. I don’t like her.”
Lacio grumbled as he entered the visitation room.
“Young Master Lacio of the House of Callion. This way, please.”
Guided by the visitation room staff, they moved to a private room.
As expected of a noble school, the visitation room had separate, luxurious private rooms. They had to be reserved in advance, and they cost quite a bit.
“It is this room.”
“Hehe…. So Anna is in here?”
Lacio licked his lips.
Even though he talked like that, he had already checked Anna Catria’s portrait.
Since she was well-known for being the owner of incredible breasts.
Just the fact that he was meeting Anna was enough to make those around him envious.
“The Young Master is entering!”
The door opened with a loud shout from the coachman.
Lacio immediately scanned the large-breasted woman sitting at the table.
“Oh. It’s the Young Master. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Anna Catria.”
A massive cleavage that couldn't be hidden even if she tried to cover it with her hands.
Lacio’s mouth hung open.
To think I’d have such luck…!
At first, he hadn't expected much since it was a woman his mother had arranged, but he changed his mind after seeing the portrait.
Breasts so large they were clearly evident even in a painting.
And the real Anna’s breasts were even larger than in the portrait.
I want to touch those right now…!
However, he couldn't lose his dignified appearance as a noble young master in front of a lady.
Lacio straightened his posture and gave a perfect greeting.
“Ahem. It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Lacio Callion.”
“Yo. And I’m 6.9.”
“………?”
“Nice to meet ya!”
A man was sitting right next to Anna.