A Secret Operation with the Butler (8)
A Secret Operation with the Butler (8)
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"That thing looks like a mirror, but it's actually a window. That bastard's watching us from behind it."
"I beg your pardon? What in the..."
I gave Rebecca a quick explanation about the magic mirror. Apparently, there were similar items in this world too, and fortunately, she seemed to catch on right away.
Once Rebecca grasped the situation, she was so horrified that she abruptly tried to get up.
"Don't tell me...!"
She really had to keep acting like an idiot to the bitter end! She shouldn't react so obviously just because she was surprised! Before she could do anything unnecessary, I grabbed her by the waist and pressed her back down.
"Uhk?!"
"Don't get up. I said calm down!"
"L-Let go of me for a moment! D-Down below! Down below, it's...!"
"...Ah."
Looking down, I saw that the sudden movement had driven my dick between Rebecca's thighs. It settled into the triangle formed by her slightly slender thighs and her vulva as if that were where it belonged. We'd ended up in a genuine intercrural sex position.
This sensation... Mm... She had to be pretty down there. Was it because she was young?
"Urk...!"
"Ah, sorry."
She was glaring at me like she wanted to kill me, so I let go. But this was unfair. It only ended up that way because you moved so stupidly.
"Calmed down a bit now?"
"Huff... yes. But have we not been found out?"
"No?"
"That's a relief. But we must be careful. He must have come in to watch us because he found us suspicious... No wonder the look he gave you was anything but ordinary, Yoo-jin."
"..."
How should I put this... Her thoughts were so fixated on a persecution complex that she was almost innocent in a way...
"No, I don't think that's it."
"What do you mean it isn't?"
"It's just because that bastard's a perverted creep with a voyeurism fetish..."
"...Voyeurism, you say?"
A bathhouse full of kids like these? Why? Rebecca looked completely baffled. Did this world not have the concept of pedophilia? Or was she simply ignorant?
"Look, Rebecca. There are bastards in the world who get turned on by little kids."
At my words, Rebecca's face crumpled instantly.
"...How do you know that, Yoo-jin?"
"...I'm not one of them."
A wordless stand-off ensued for a moment. I had a feeling I knew what kind of ridiculous misunderstanding this girl was having again. I started to open my mouth... and then gave up. Now wasn't the time for that.
"Shit. The maids really are coming!"
"?!"
But my dick was still engorged and stiff. I couldn't leave like this. Even if we somehow avoided being seen by the maids, we would likely get caught by the pig watching us from behind.
Rebecca's body went rigid. The thought of just shoving it inside her and hiding it that way crossed my mind, but I swept that idea aside.
Should I use Rapid Fire now?
Wait. I had a feeling I had something for this.
I quickly opened the Skill Window. Right, I did have this.
[Skill: Post-Nut Clarity]
[Type: Active]
[Effect: The target falls into mental and physical lassitude. In exchange, they can think somewhat more calmly.]
A skill I had unconsciously shelved somewhere because using it didn't really sit well with me. Now that I thought about it, this was the skill I had already used on myself the last time I visited this mansion with Ariel.
What a coincidence, in more ways than one.
Pshooong....
Somehow, it felt as though I could hear air hissing out as my dick drooped and went limp. Once it slipped out from between her thighs, Rebecca relaxed as well. The foolishness in the bath was finally over.
"...Let's get out of here. We have to go quickly, before the maids arrive."
"...Understood."
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After all that pandemonium, we were finally able to rest, just the two of us.
I pressed my throbbing forehead and asked.
"What would you even call this? I mean, what happens in a case like this? When the lord of the house is peeping on his maids bathing?"
"..."
Rebecca let out a deep sigh.
"Normally, a man of this standing would not do anything so undignified. He would have no reason to, either. If he wanted a woman, he could simply pay for one..."
"I see..."
"And in this situation, it will likely be difficult to make an issue of it."
Rebecca continued her explanation.
"There is no family here that could restrain that man... Furthermore, the mansion is full of children who know nothing, so they are unlikely to notice. Even if they did notice, I suspect it would be difficult to demand his punishment or claim compensation."
So it came down to social morals. Then again, even in modern times, it had taken quite a while for voyeurism to be treated as a legally punishable crime. Before that, you'd merely get beaten by a mob. Socially or physically.
There was not even any physical evidence. It was not as though I had modern technology like a phone or camera, and I had no way to obtain any.
"Hah..."
I sighed and flopped down onto the bed. Turning my head, my eyes fell on the maid uniform assigned to me.
"..."
Looking at those clothes made my lot seem even more miserable.
The maid uniform assigned to me was an off-shoulder design that left my shoulders completely exposed, paired with a skirt as short as a tennis skirt. Starting tomorrow, I had to wear that horrible thing. I protested and asked whether there were any other clothes, but Mary was firm. Sivter had personally chosen it for me, so apparently I had to wear it.
"Dammit..."
"Why are you acting this way?"
"Put yourself in my shoes for a second. While you're exploring the mansion, I have to wear these clothes and do the work that bastard tells me to do. Bloody..."
At my words, Rebecca made a strange expression that was difficult to define. As though she had seen something she shouldn't have, or found my behavior utterly disgusting...
"Is it not fine? Earlier today, you seemed to be rather enjoying yourself..."
Enjoying the attention? Me? What in the world is this nonsense...!
...Okay. To be honest, it was a little fun seeing our girls squeal and giggle, but that didn't mean I was enjoying that pig's leering gaze. What does she take me for!
"..."
Still, when the time came to go back, I was taking it with me.
Well, that was a separate matter.
"Are you sure you can actually pull this off properly?"
"...I can do it."
"Right..."
Definitely, the task assigned to me for tomorrow was to scurry around after Sivter all day and do whatever he ordered. In contrast, for Rebecca... there was no work in particular. She simply had to make a show of cleaning here and there, like the other maids.
The one saving grace was that this girl actually seemed good at infiltration. Even I had been surprised when she mapped out the mansion and found the route into the secret room behind the bath. I had not expected her instincts to nearly rival my minimap.
Aside from going off the rails whenever the elf sisters or anything sexual came up, she was quite useful.
Put another way, I was going to keep getting... sexually entangled with her, which meant we would keep butting heads from now on...
As I let out one sigh after another, Rebecca's face turned ashamed.
"I apologize. I will resolve it as quickly as I possibly can so as not to cause you any trouble, Yoo-jin."
"Right..."
She owed me a great deal, after all. I had to follow that bastard around and relay real-time information to Rebecca through Reni's Necklace.
Even if I had not been assigned to Sivter, I would still have had to follow him around. I had gotten lucky.
...On the other hand, something bothered me.
"But isn't it a bit strange?"
"Huh?"
"I don't get how this mansion even operates."
Just as Rebecca said, there were no adults in the mansion except for Sivter. Perhaps because of that, the mansion was a total mess. Maybe because they were all children, every single task they did was hopelessly clumsy. If things stayed this way, practical problems would inevitably keep arising, fetishes aside.
Yet the food was served properly at mealtimes. When I asked how that worked, I was told that food supplies came in from outside.
Of course, he was still a lunatic who looked at children with pedophilic desire and even went so far as to spy on them.
Objectively speaking... wasn't he basically feeding and sheltering kids who had nowhere else to go?
"Maybe that bastard is a good guy who's just lost his marbles?"
At my question, Rebecca shook her head.
"Looking solely at the current situation, one might think that. However, looking at what that man has done up to now, it is hard to see it as behavior born of compassion."
Rebecca's tone was full of great certainty.
'Aren't you just going off the rails again... no, aren't you being a little too sensitive?'
But I swallowed my words. Rebecca's face was filled with murderous intent. She had not made a face like this even when she was kicking up a fuss about having been secretly raped by me or whatever.
...Fine. I supposed she had her reasons for not talking.
"Then let's sleep now."
"Ah, before that, um."
Rebecca suddenly started fidgeting.
"What, what is it?"
"The Polymorph time is..."
Ah.
[Polymorph Remaining Duration: 00:15:32]
"...R-Right. Then get on all fours for a moment."
"Urk... Understood."
...
"Ha-urk?!"
Rebecca's not-yet-ripened breasts had their own pleasing quality to knead.
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The following evening.
With all work done, we met again in the servants' quarters.
But I could not help being slumped over, utterly drained. The mental fatigue was even more intense than yesterday.
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah...."
Rebecca had a curious look, but I had no intention of telling her about it.
If anyone ever heard that I had spent the day following that bastard around and babbling things like, 'Hawawa... cleaning is sooo hard for this widdle maid... Hawawa... holding a pose is sooo hard for this widdle maid...' I might shove my face into a basin of dishwater and die.
Not that I ever did it because I wanted to, of course. The bastard ordered me to do it!
"So. Did you find something?"
"...Look at this."
"What is it?"
What Rebecca handed me was a list.
And on that list was a long string of names, starting with Ariel. Niniel was there too, as well as the names of the maids like Mary and Tania, along with dates. Even the alias I was using was written down.
"...What is this?"
At my words, Rebecca pointed to a corner of the list.
「Harvest Plan」