Chapter 157: The Mapleflower Family Circumstances (4)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 157: The Mapleflower Family Circumstances (4)[R-18]
[Author: Anonymous (154.55)]
[Upvote if you think "WhatAmISupposedToWrite■"’s way of talking is disgusting lol][8]
Starting with me lolololol
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[Author: WhatAmISupposedToWrite■]
[What is this place?][0]
For what purpose was this magic... no, this phenomenon implemented? In the first place, how did you bypass this lady's protective barriers to make this appear? If the master of this place is watching, appear at once and answer this lady's questions.
UseNiceWordsOnly■: Upvoted lol. "This lady," my ass. That's so gross lololol.
WhatAmISupposedToWrite■: Is it possible you are speaking to this lady? Why do you say such things? What wrong has this lady committed?
ㄴUseNiceWordsOnly■: Wow, seriously, I’ve never seen anyone with a persona as disgusting as this guy lol. For real, if you don't want to die, use gallery slang.
WhatAmISupposedToWrite■: Why have you been saying nothing but mean things to this lady since a moment ago? Is your name not "UseNiceWordsOnly"? ...Also, what is "gallery slang"?
ㄴUseNiceWordsOnly■: Holy shit... you really committed to this shitty persona. If this isn't an act, go bash your head against a wall and die. Well, even if it is an act, die anyway.
WhatAmISupposedToWrite■: It is nothing but a mountain of things I cannot comprehend...
‘...Elfriede, I knew I could count on you!!’
Thanks to Elfriede—who holds a seat as one of the Three Great Trolls of the gallery—picking a fight as an anonymous user, I was finally able to click on Valentine’s nickname.
[WhatAmISupposedToWrite■] = [Valentine Mapleflower] [Posts: 0, Comments: 3]
[Search Posts] [Go to User Log] [Block]
‘Zero posts? I guess the first post she wrote was deleted. And only three comments... looks like what I saw above is everything. Tsk, nothing much here.’
Contrary to my expectations, it seemed Valentine didn't use the gallery much.
Just then, a flash of inspiration struck me.
‘Wait a minute... could it be?’
[This is WhatAmISupposedToWrite■’s User Log.]
When I was conquering Laplace, the important thing wasn't the posts in the gallery, but the hidden posts in the guestbook.
Of course, I had no intention of conquering Valentine right now, but as the Gallery Manager, there was no harm in checking a user's guestbook, right?
Click!
[WhatAmISupposedToWrite’s Guestbook]
WhatAmISupposedToWrite■: For testing – Hidden Post (28 days ago)
“...Found it!”
I smiled at the Hidden Guestbook, which was filled with entries just as I had hoped.
WhatAmISupposedToWrite■: I am well aware that writing such things is an act accompanied by significant risk. However, I felt as though I would go mad if I did not vent these feelings somewhere. It was a stroke of luck that I remembered this gallery, which I had accessed only once. If I write this in my diary and Terras happens to read it, this lady will... (Omitted) ...That is how incredible the sex with Ian was. To the point that the sex I have had with Terras until now feels like child's play... - Hidden Post (28 days ago)
WhatAmISupposedToWrite■: Today, I had relations with Terras for the first time in a while. It was a relationship that should have made me happy... but I could feel nothing. Far from happiness... I even felt a faint sense of loathing. I felt disgusted with myself. - Hidden Post (24 days ago)
WhatAmISupposedToWrite■: The reflection in the mirror is unfamiliar. I thought I had acted without shame as the Imperial Princess of the Empire... but now, I am nothing more than a female in heat. - Hidden Post (22 days ago)
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WhatAmISupposedToWrite■: Before going to meet Ian, I pleaded with Terras with all my heart. To stop this now... and if that were impossible, to please stop midway just for today... Otherwise, I told him I didn't know what would become of me... But in the end, Terras did not stop. Why? Does Terras truly wish for me to devote everything to Ian? Or did he think even my words were part of the play? I don't know anything anymore. - Hidden Post (7 days ago)
WhatAmISupposedToWrite■: Broken. - Hidden Post (4 days ago)
WhatAmISupposedToWrite■: I can't take it anymore. This lady... no, I am broken. Even while attending to official business, I can think of nothing but Lord Ian. Only the happiness of fawning over his cock, of being dominated and used by a male, is scorched into my brain and will not leave. The time to stop has already passed. I can no longer escape from Ian on my own. My relationship with Lord Ian has already become a part of my life. - Hidden Post (3 days ago)
WhatAmISupposedToWrite■: I must dispose of him. I must... dispose of Lord Ian. Only then can I return to being Valentine Mapleflower. In order to exist as myself... I must... dispose of Lord Ian. - Hidden Post (1 day ago)
“...Huh?”
I thought this was definitely a Cuckquean Play, so the serious content caught me off guard.
Being flustered was one thing, but the last entry was absolutely shocking.
[I must... dispose of Lord Ian.]
“No!! Why?! I did everything she asked!!”
I wore a condom until the very end as stated in the contract, and I didn't even kiss her.
On top of that, I strictly followed every play written on the notes the maid handed me every time, and above all, I even raised the ‘Husband’ in her fetishes to the undisputed number one spot, so why suddenly...
“Ah... wait...”
I let out a deep sigh and pressed my hand to my forehead.
It seemed the ‘Husband’ written in Valentine’s fetishes wasn't Terras, but me.
“This is really too much....”
No matter how quick-witted I am, how was I supposed to know it was me when a married woman had ‘Husband’ written right there in her fetishes!
Even the level of ‘Husband’ went up when she was with Terras, not me.
‘Where did it go wrong? No, more importantly... think about how to survive first.’
How can I get out of the Imperial Palace safely without being "disposed of"?
‘I can't do anything alone. I need to contact someone for help... but who?’
Evelyn was out of the question for now.
If she knew my life was in danger, Evelyn would storm the Imperial Palace without looking back, but that would cause immense damage to the Marigold family.
For the same reason, Helen was also out.
‘Then, what about Elfriede?’
In terms of pure martial prowess, Elfriede was the best among the people I knew.
However, after thinking about it for a moment, she seemed even more dangerous than Evelyn or Helen, not less.
A Genius Beauty High Elf who can command the Four Great High Spirits storming the Imperial Palace to take me away?
Jokes aside, that could be the trigger for a Great War between humans and elves.
‘Laplace is... obviously impossible.’
Laplace would be helpful enough, but what kind of Dominator asks his sex doll for help?
If I asked, there was a chance the ‘True Trust’ I had worked so hard to build with Laplace would be shaken.
‘Then that leaves Lady Yuris?’
Lady Yuris seemed like a real possibility.
A Saintess Candidate should be able to conduct a service even in the internal church of the Imperial Palace.
If so, couldn't I just quietly call Lady Yuris and escape with her?
‘Right, let's not get scared. Once Lady Yuris arrives, escaping itself won't be a problem!’
Currently, the power of the Imperial Palace and the Church was evenly matched.
Strictly speaking, the Church, which influenced the entire continent beyond the Empire, was much larger...
But unlike the Church, which was divided into various factions for various reasons, the Imperial Palace was united, so the balance of power was maintained.
Because of that, they tended to accommodate and respect each other's convenience as much as possible.
‘No matter how strict the Imperial Palace's censorship is, they won't search the carriage of the next Saintess... Once I successfully escape, I'll stick by Elfriede for a while.’
It looked like I could resolve the situation peacefully as long as I held out until the weekend when the service began.
Yes...
That’s what I thought until Valentine wrote a new post.
WhatAmISupposedToWrite■: This is the end. Fortunately, today was the safest day. Therefore, today of all days, I will be able to fully engrave all of Lord Ian into my body without that thin film. ...After accepting all of Lord Ian’s seed into my uterus like that... I will dispose of Lord Ian. I know I will regret this choice. Even if I searched the whole world, I would never find another male like Lord Ian again. Until the day I die, I will suffer and grieve over a sexual desire that can never be filled. But I had to do it. For the peace of the Empire. This lady... is destined to not be able to live as a mere female. - Hidden Post (Just now)
“....”
It was true that I liked sex.
If I had never experienced it, that would be one thing, but if someone told me to go back to the days without sex, I would never be able to do it.
However, I wasn't a praying mantis; I had no intention of risking my life for a single ‘Raw Creampie.’
“First, I need to get out of this room and run—”
Knock, knock—
“Lord Ian. I have come to escort you.”
“...!!”
As if she had no intention of giving me a chance to escape, the freckled maid's voice was already audible outside the door.
I briefly considered jumping out the window, but since Valentine had already resolved to dispose of me, wandering around the Imperial Palace recklessly could result in my head being lopped off right then and there.
Now, there was only one way for me to survive.
“...You’re the one who chose this, Valentine.”
I had never once thought about making Valentine my woman.
Of course, since Valentine was an attractive woman, there were a few times I felt greedy during the play.
But Valentine was a married woman who had married the man she loved and formed a happy family.
No matter how much of a piece of trash I was, I didn't want Valentine enough to destroy a family.
However...
‘Since it’s come to this, I will thoroughly subjugate Valentine even more than Laplace!’