Chapter 101
Chapter 101
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 101
Chapter Title: Royal Road Hero Tale (39)
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Let me say it again: the logic of "it's a waste to give it to Siwoo, so I'll keep it" is sound. Whether it's for Siwoo's sake or Louise's, this is the right direction. I can't explain exactly why, but it just is.
That said, the problem is... thinking about it, isn't this basically cheating? The sudden acceleration was fine, but I didn't consider Sophia. She's out there volunteering for the victims every day, and here I am plotting to have my cake and eat it too. I'm such a scumbag.
But if I keep thinking it through, this is a harem story anyway. Adding one or two more girls here probably wouldn't faze Sophia. Polygamy isn't exactly rare in this fantasy world, and if anyone could handle it, it'd be her.
-Clunk
"Oppa! You beat me here? Ahaha, you're drenched in sweat! You worked hard today."
Speak of the devil— the moment I thought of Sophia, she finished her work and returned to the lodging. She spotted me, flashed a bright smile, and ran over. It's a smile that always lifts my spirits, no matter how many times I see it.
"You've had it worse. Come here, let me hold you."
"Seriously! You stink of sweat! Hehe... but I could stay like this forever."
It did prick my conscience a bit, but my mind was made up. Hey, have I been a trash human just once or twice? Besides, there's that saying about it being easier to ask forgiveness than permission. I trust our saintess.
And besides, all this is ultimately for world peace. Training Siwoo, securing a solid ally like Louise—these actions are all efforts for the future when you zoom out far enough. No, really? Goddess, you get me, right? Hmm, I don't hear her affirming voice, but it echoes vividly in my ears.
"Oppa, I love you."
"Love you too, Sopi."
That said, I'm not bringing it up first. Wouldn't the best case be... getting away with it unnoticed? A perfect world where no one gets hurt. So for now, I'll keep it under wraps as long as I can.
"So tonight... you won't let me sleep either, right?"
"Of course not."
To make that happen, I'll have to give it my all tonight too. For our saintess, I dropped my pants.
"Y-Yes? Understood... I'll head out first then."
"Mm, see you tomorrow."
Amusingly, Siwoo and Louise's dynamic had flipped completely. Siwoo was the one trying to close the distance now, while Louise kept putting up an iron wall against him. Thanks to that, Siwoo moped around all day, but Louise never let her guard down.
"Didn't you say it yourself? It's the contrast effect. Keep your distance like this, then show a completely changed side one day—it'll definitely work. Right?"
"The one who knows one thing and grasps ten must be Lady Louise. Truly wise!"
"Ahem! Not quite that much."
How impressive. When I asked Louise why she'd changed her attitude, she gave a pleased response. I'd been worried that Siwoo might accept her invitations and cut back on our lessons, but no need now. Louise seemed dead serious about the tutoring.
In that case, I'd better get serious too—that's only polite.
"Then let's start with checking your homework."
Alright, from here on out, it's 100% dedicated tutoring time for total conquest.
Today, I masturbated right in front of him. Just as he taught me, I stimulated my clitoris and reached climax. To be honest, last night I couldn't quite get there. But today, with him watching, I managed to go all the way.
(Ugh... but do I really have to write it in this tone? It feels like reporting to a third party—mortifying. But for today, I'll follow orders. If you read this, please reconsider...)
When I orgasmed, he praised me and stroked my head. It was humiliating, yet it felt good at the same time. It reminded me of when Father praised me as a child—bittersweet and nostalgic.
Next came getting used to a man's genitals. Today, too, he pulled out his penis and held it in front of my face. It was still gross and repulsive, filling me with dread, but I mustered my courage. Following his instructions, I slowly reached out and grasped it. I could feel its pulsing heartbeat.
Hot, hard, throbbing—it felt like I held another living creature in my hand. Once I thought of it that way, my fear faded, replaced by curiosity. Even though we're both human, how could male and female genitals differ so much? It was fascinating.
Before I knew it, I'd grown accustomed to it and was examining the penis closely when he began teaching me how men masturbate. I gripped it as instructed and stroked up and down.
At first, it felt pointless and boring, but as he started reacting, I grew intrigued for some reason. Teasing the glans tip, fondling his balls, blowing on it—his moans were oddly fun.
Men get pleasure from masturbation too, and I could excite him with my own hands. Realizing that made it enjoyable. Now I understood why he smiled so happily when pleasuring me.
Soon after, he ejaculated. I'd learned enough to know what that meant. Semen meant solely for impregnation spurted from his penis, defiling my face.
It was degrading. In that moment, I felt utterly dominated by him. Disgusting, shameful. Yet strangely, a shiver ran through my whole body. And when he stroked my head in that state, a bizarre sense of security washed over me.
Confused by these contradictory emotions, I froze—then he slipped his penis into my mouth. Shocked, I didn't know what to do, but he kept stroking my head and demanded I suck it clean.
Turns out, when a man ejaculates, it's proper etiquette for the woman to clean it with her mouth. I nearly showed him an unsightly side of me, so swallowing my shame, I sucked his penis.
Surprisingly, his penis and semen tasted good. I don't know if all men are like that or if he's special, but it worked out for me.
Once I finished cleaning, he wiped the semen from my face with his fingers... then touched my vagina like that. Unlike yesterday, he said he'd teach me masturbation focusing inside the vagina...
"Haht, ahng..."
Louise was writing the report the man demanded when she finally couldn't hold back and started masturbating. Recalling today's lesson to write it down had set her body ablaze. The session had been so lewd and dizzying.
"Haa..."
She carefully inserted her fingers into her vagina as he'd taught her today, gently caressing the inner walls. But it felt far less intense than when he touched her. They were the same spot, yet nowhere near as satisfying.
"Haaang... I need your fingers, haht!"
For her incomplete combustion, she craved the firm fingers that had plunged into her pussy today. No, even just his presence would do. Unlike last night, where she'd writhed in frustration without climaxing, today she'd come from masturbating in front of him. So she believed she could do it now if he were here.
"You there... look at me. See me like this... haa..."
So Louise continued masturbating, imagining him right before her eyes. She pictured him staring at her, his penis erect, as she pleasured her pussy. Reactions began to build, bit by bit.
"I'm masturbating just as you said. Look here... haat, ah... I've got two fingers inside, ht... touching it."
Gaining momentum, Louise spread her legs before the imaginary man. She lifted her hips, thrusting her pussy toward him. An act she'd never do in reality—but imagination made it possible.
"How's this, haang! Isn't it... good, aaang?!"
It worked wonders. Pleasure incomparable to before surged through her. Her pussy overflowed with fluids, slick and messy; her hand sped up. Her voice grew louder in ecstasy. Matching her, the man in her vision reacted too—he stared at Louise and began masturbating. He looked as pleasured as she felt.
"Haa, haaaang! Cumming, cummiiiing!"
Satisfied by that, Louise climaxed spectacularly. Simultaneously, the man ejaculated toward her. He approached and stroked her head. Reveling in his touch, Louise took his cock in her mouth to clean it.
"Haa... then, chuuup... hot? What?! I-I... what am I doing?!"
And only then did she belatedly realize it was all her imagination.