Chapter 56
Chapter 56
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 56
Chapter Title: How to Steal the Protagonist's Woman
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Before long, night had fallen.
I trudged alone down the dark hallway lit only by the glow of mana stones, finally reaching my guest room and pushing open the large door.
Inside, Viola sat glumly on the bed.
The moment she saw me, she opened her mouth with worried eyes.
"...Suho, did I say something wrong?"
"No, Viola. You didn't do anything wrong, so don't worry about it."
Thanks to Viola's bombshell remark, the dining hall had turned into utter chaos.
The retainers at the table had leaped up and fled to the corners of the room, trembling, while even Demon King Gardia tumbled backward like a madman and summoned his sidearm.
It took about thirty minutes to calm them all down.
I left Viola in the room and had a long talk with Gardia, explaining everything about her.
I figured telling him I'd seduced a woman to resolve the issue might kill the mood too hard, so while shattering the hero's mentality, I explained it as having brought her along because I liked her.
When I said the person the hero was searching for was Viola, his little sister, it made sense why he'd come looking. Thankfully, despite his appearance, he was quick on the uptake and understood right away.
After hearing my explanation, he even apologized.
I made a few requests, and Gardia laughed heartily, promising to grant them all.
Even with my reassuring words mixed in, Viola still looked worried.
'...Viola, even in that much chaos, you pick up on things, huh.'
'It's not insulting Viola; the problem is that hero guy...'
All the root of this mess was that bastard.
Thanks to that root of all evil, though, I'd had a very happy time...
I approached the bed, hugged Viola, and lay down with her.
"Eek! I'm being serious right now!"
"I said it's fine~ Let's sleep now~"
"Hah!"
Straddling Viola, I began gently kneading her breasts.
In a dimly lit, eerie hallway, small footsteps echoed.
"Haa..."
A boy who looked a bit over ten sighed as he walked down the dark corridor.
He was Prince Berius Bethel of Bethel.
In one hand, he awkwardly carried several layers of luxurious towels; in the other, a tray with a glass and pitcher balanced atop it.
He'd never left the palace his whole life, but with the war's end, he'd been taken hostage to bear responsibility for it.
All the children here were royalty or nobles.
Those from the highest echelons couldn't possibly do such work.
Yet someone was there to encourage them.
Lena de Peron.
She'd endured every humiliation for fighting to the end and now lived here.
Not just her own nobles, but even foreign ones—she'd shouldered all the blame.
The children who hated her for pushing the war to its conclusion had opened their hearts to her pure sincerity, comforting each other and enduring the harsh life.
Lena de Peron was their anchor.
And today, he recalled her nearly dying because of him.
The woman who'd comforted and reassured him instead.
Berius didn't want to cause her any more harm.
Even if he hated the work, he'd grit his teeth and do it now.
Especially since today's atmosphere was very different from usual.
"...He didn't seem like much, so why's he so important?"
Suddenly, a human peeked in, and they got the utmost treatment—it grated on him.
Especially that guy; he looked utterly worthless.
With his weird outfit and black hair, he was hard to forget even if Berius wanted to.
Compared to him, the woman beside...
"...A girl that pretty... first I've seen besides the young lady."
Berius couldn't forget the sensation when she'd hugged him earlier.
Still, he didn't let his guard down.
They were receiving such treatment here, which meant they'd likely harmed humans somehow.
"The young lady said... to be careful..."
"...Liar. After fighting so hard..."
Her figure, risking her life at the front like a chess queen leading the army, hadn't changed.
Yet seeing her do menial work here was too painful.
"...Let's hang in there. Someday, the moment to crush these guys will come again."
Too young to grasp national politics, Berius hadn't given up hope.
The place he arduously brought the towels and water to was the room of those two from earlier.
"Hoo... My arms hurt... ...I'll see her again, right? She seemed nice."
Berius stood before the door, hoping to see the nameless woman again.
But from beyond the door came a woman's wailing cry.
"Wh-what?!"
Startled by the sounds from inside, Berius flung open the large door without knocking.
There...
The beautiful woman from earlier lay tormented by the man.
I laid Viola down and gently untied the waist cord of her gray dress.
As the cord loosened, her curvaceous figure began to hide beneath the fabric.
But that didn't matter.
I hiked her skirt up to her waist, peering fully into her depths.
A pure white panty adorned with lace along the edges greeted me.
At its center bloomed a delicate white flower ornament.
Just showing me her underwear had Viola starting to get excited.
"Haa... haa..."
Without any foreplay, I slowly peeled off her panties.
Viola offered no resistance, straightening her legs.
Her pale, shapely legs captivated my eyes as I slid the fabric down, touching her skin.
Stroking down her legs, she twitched.
"Heut! Hng!"
With her panties off, her mound came into view.
Dry and pristine, it evoked a peaceful valley of soft flesh.
Untouched, her clitoris hid deep within, out of sight.
I gently rubbed her glossy brown pubic hair with my fingers.
Swish, swish, swish.
"Hah! Oh, something feels different about the mood today..."
"Maybe it's the change of venue?"
"Still, it's not like usual... Heut!"
With Viola, it was always straight to it—bam, let's go!
But after experiencing Sonya and Luna, I wanted to try something different.
I spread her legs and lowered my head between them.
A thick, musky scent wafted from Viola's mound.
"Today, I'll make you feel good."
"Huh? S-Suho, what are you— Hng!"
I dragged my tongue long and slow along her valley.
Viola's hips bucked as she jolted.
Worried she might suddenly clamp her legs, I gripped her thighs and kept licking the outer folds.
"Haaang! Th-there! Haaang! This is weird! So weird!! Haaang!"
Viola, used only to hand play, writhed at her first cunnilingus.
Even though oral was my lowest skill, the novelty had her bouncing wildly.
Soon after tasting her with my tongue, love juices flowed, her clitoris erect and protruding.
When I sucked it between my lips, Viola thrashed uncontrollably.
"Haaang! There! It feels so strange! Haaang!"
Flicking her sensitive nub inside my mouth, her valley flooded like a deluge.
Her nectar tasted like honey nestled in a flower.
And those petals burned bright red, yearning pitifully for my cock without entry.
Viola's lewdly gaping hole swelled my shaft to bursting.
I lifted my face from her crotch and rose up.
"Haa... haa... haang..."
Even without touch, Viola twitched, unable to contain her arousal.
Her expression begged me to enter quickly.
But mischievously, I said,
"Viola, do you want it?"
"Uuu..."
At my playful words, her flushed face turned away, avoiding my gaze.
But as time passed, her excitement began to wane slowly.
One of life's greatest tortures is being on the edge and not getting release.
Women must feel the same agony denied insertion when craving it.
'The worst is being denied right at the brink. Family watching or not, better to just cum first, right?'
She doesn't know the pleasure of edging...
Viola surrendered, pleading like waving a white flag.
"Do it... please do it... you're too mean..."
"Haha, sorry. But can I ask one thing in return?"
"Tch... always with the requests..."
I asked Viola to take a certain position.
Blushing, she listened intently and started complying.
Her mind seemed filled only with the desire to get it on quick.
Excitement cools as fast as it heats if not fanned.
Unfamiliar with the pose, Viola fumbled awkwardly.
Finally, she got into position.
"L-like this?"
"Ooh! You look amazing!"
"Uuu... this is embarrassing..."
Viola spread her mound wide with both hands, exposing everything to me.
Her red labia wings parted, her twitching hole, love juices trickling between.
And Viola's plea.
"I can't take it anymore! Put it in quick!"
"Got it! I can't hold back either!"
"Hng! Haaang!"
I thrust my cock fiercely into Viola's depths.
Feeling the intrusion, she didn't release her fingers spreading herself.
Sensing my shaft enter, she cried out.
"Haaang! Suho! There! Right there!!!"
With that shout, just as I began pistoning—
Bang!
"Wh-what..."
The door burst open. Glancing over, there stood the kid from earlier.
'Why's this brat here?'
'Damn... gotta explain properly tomorrow.'
Before coming to Viola, I'd made a few requests to Gardia.
One was to have the one who'd caused the earlier incident attend us.
For some reason, my expectation of Lena de Peron had been botched, and this kid showed up instead.
I'd planned to fuck wildly in front of Lena de Peron, savoring her reaction as side dish...
The kid stared blankly, not grasping what we were doing.
He might not understand the situation, but one thing he knew:
Viola's body was insanely hot.
The kid couldn't tear his eyes from Viola's slender thighs and hips, her dress skirt hiked up.
"Put what you brought on the table and wait."
I tossed the words at the kid and rocked my hips.
"Haaang! S-Suho! W-wait! Someone's here! Haaang!"
"Wh-what! What are you doing right now..."
The kid seemed about to stop me.
But I ignored him, thrusting steadily.
The kid took a few steps forward but halted at Viola's expression and moans.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Haaaang! So good! Feels too good! Haaaang! Suho! Amazing!"
"Uuu..."
The kid seemed to instinctively sense he shouldn't interfere, eyes tearing up.
A few strokes in Viola's pussy, and she lost her mind, unleashing wet moans of pleasure.
Whether someone was beside her didn't matter anymore.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
"Haaaang! Haaaang!"
"Uuu..."
Not understanding yet blushing furiously, the kid fidgeted.
'Poor kid...'
'Nah? Heh heh. Since it's like this, might as well show the brat something fun.'
Acting all cocky earlier, huh, kid.