A Secret Operation with the Butler (9)
A Secret Operation with the Butler (9)
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The day I spent at Sivter's mansion was absolutely wretched.
It all started with having to wake up at dawn because of my 「Heat State」 and rub one out.
Taking care of it alone after so long wasn't exactly what I'd call pleasant. Thanks to always spending my nights with our girls, I'd practically forgotten all about the Heat State.
On top of that, my body was small, but I hadn't shrunk my dick to match, so it was difficult to hold. I could have made it even smaller... but I didn't want to. There were some things a man simply could not compromise on.
After relieving the Heat State, I renewed Rebecca's Polymorph while she lay there. For some reason, she remained perfectly still even while I kneaded her breasts. She seemed to be pretending to sleep, but that was pointless when I could see the system messages.
Anyway, after spending the night like that, I spent the entire day following Sivter around from morning onward, serving his meals and posing in front of a fat sculptor who appeared out of nowhere. The awful "hawawa" speech was an added bonus.
I also had to sneak away at intervals to meet Rebecca and renew her Polymorph. It was an exhausting day.
...Fine. Let's admit what had to be admitted. Groping Rebecca's tits in the bathroom, behind curtains, and inside empty rooms had been pretty damn fun. There was also something enjoyable about watching her desperately keep a straight face so I would not notice how much she was feeling it.
Anyway, that was beside the point.
A whole day's work, and its reward was just this one document?
"Hawawa... this widdle maid is sho disappointed..."
"...Huh?"
Shit! I still had not shaken off that goddamn speech pattern!
"Ahem. Hm. Nothing. So, what's this?"
At my words, Rebecca pointed to a corner of the list.
「Harvest Plan」
This was all the girl had to show after bringing back a single document whose meaning I couldn't fathom.
Of course, she'd been saying something about needing to check the site and make a plan, but I couldn't help feeling a bit let down.
No, this wasn't just being let down... it was despair. Despair at the fact that I'd have to suffer through another day tomorrow just like today.
Good God. I had to do that shit again, holding a spoon to that bastard's mouth and saying, "Hawawa... say aaah~"?!
I pressed my hand to my forehead.
"Didn't you say there were a lot of things you needed to steal? And what about the artifact that lets him cast that polymorph?"
My sigh had been practically a complaint and couldn't have been pleasant to hear, yet Rebecca didn't seem bothered.
"I've already secured all the necessary evidence. In fact, it was so easy that I wondered if it might be a trap."
"Really? Then why..."
"However, the artifact isn't something I can move on my own, so you'll have to come with me. I have a rough idea of its location. And didn't you tell me to call you if I needed help? You said you could use a dimensional pocket."
"...I, I did say that..."
I had nothing to say to that. Usually, well, that was something you merely said to be polite... Hm... Was it really that big?
"That's not the issue right now."
Rebecca, her face dead serious, shoved the document toward me.
"I can't figure out the purpose of this list, or why Yoo-jin—no, why we were added to it in a single day. Do you have any idea at all?"
"I don't know..."
"Could it be that he's already figured out our identities?"
Rebecca looked grave, but I was skeptical. The Sivter I'd watched all day was... just a pedophile and a lunatic. He didn't seem capable of plotting some grand conspiracy.
"...This doesn't add up in several ways."
"Pardon?"
Rebecca had said this pig had squandered his family's fortune. Yet after coming here, she'd found evidence of illegal activity with suspicious ease.
"A guy sly enough to swallow another family whole and even restrict their movements leaves his own house this unguarded?"
"..."
Rebecca's expression hardened, as if something had dawned on her too.
"Then it's one of two things. Either he's changed... or we've walked right into a trap."
"...!"
The thought that we might be in a trap sent a chill down my spine, so I rechecked our surroundings and turned on the minimap, but there was no noticeable movement.
If so, had something happened to change the guy?
...I didn't have enough information to draw a conclusion. Just mulling it over wouldn't get us anywhere.
First, I examined the list Rebecca had brought.
The list titled 「Harvest Plan」. The very first line had Ariel written on it. After that, the maids' names were listed one after another.
My alias and even Rebecca were on it! And it wasn't just scribbled down. He'd even added a note emphasizing that it was important to slot me in right under Ariel. Niniel was on there too, but she'd been pushed off to the side separately, as if she was an anomaly.
"What the hell does this mean?"
At my question, Rebecca pointed to one side of the list. To the dates written out next to the names.
"Look at this."
"What about the dates?"
"This day is Lady Ariel's... scheduled wedding date."
"Scheduled wedding date? The ceremony?"
"...Yes."
Rebecca's face crumpled as though she'd bitten into something foul. 'Scheduled wedding date' was a remarkably peculiar expression. Did she hate it that much?
Anyway. A few days after Ariel's wedding, then me, then Rebecca, then the other maids in a row.
"..."
It felt as though I was on the verge of realizing something. The idea was almost within my grasp, yet not quite.
On the scheduled wedding date, Ariel's name was written.
After that, it was me.
And the title of the document was the Harvest Plan.
And that bastard was a pedo.
"..."
"..."
"..."
....You motherfucker.
This son of a bitch had a plan laid out to plow me!
Fuck! Right! This lunatic wasn't just taking care of girls because he liked them—he was planning to fuck them one by one...!
A cold sweat broke out all over my body.
I'd been sticking my ass out inside a pedo house, practically begging him to take it!
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I already knew the bastard was a pedo, but I never imagined he'd have a full schedule mapped out to fuck them by date. He wasn't just a madman—he was a complete madman.
"Are you alright?"
"Huh? Ah, uh, yeah, uh, I'm fine."
When I started sweating bullets, Rebecca asked with a hint of worry.
"You don't look well. Perhaps you should rest for today, and we can escape after finishing things up tomorrow..."
What? Stay here with this guy for another day? My ass was in danger!
"No, let's move right now."
"Right now, you mean?"
"Yeah. We've got no reason to stay any longer, right?"
Rebecca looked thoughtful for a moment at my words, then nodded.
"Ah, hold on a sec before that. I need to renew your polymorph."
"...Understood."
Rebecca lay down meekly on the bed once more, and I slipped my hand right inside her clothes and started kneading her chest.
"Kuh...!"
Rebecca let out a stifled moan. In contrast, I felt myself gradually calming down.
My ass had been in danger all day, and I hadn't even realized it.
As I toyed with Rebecca's underdeveloped chest and nipples, her breathing slowly began to grow ragged.
"Nngh... A-are you done yet..."
"Yeah. Just a little longer."
Honestly, there was no reason to hold on this long just to cast polymorph, but right now I needed to settle my pounding heart. A small chest was still a chest. And all breasts could play the role of mama. I wanted to pull them out and bite and lick them, but that could wait until a bit later.
As I was focusing on increasing Rebecca's nipple size, she suddenly spoke up.
"B-but, what exactly is that list..."
"Ah, that. It's probably a plan that bastard drew up to assault them one after another."
With my mind at ease, I could answer easily. It was just a guess, of course. But I'd seen something similar before.
The sex lives of Chinese emperors.
Those men had sex with a staggering 121 women in a single month. As many as nine at once! With numbers that high, they had even drawn up meticulous schedules.
Actually, I was already doing something similar. Since I was sleeping with our girls in rotation....
"Kuh...!"
Rebecca gritted her teeth. I didn't know if it was because of my answer or because I'd twisted her nipple.
"H-how did you... nngh..! figure it out..."
"I just... have my ways of knowing everything..."
Well, when a man builds a harem, he makes those kinds of plans. That pig was probably so excited by the prospect that he drew up a plan like that. Though I wasn't sure why he'd used the word "harvest."
Fortunately, Rebecca didn't pry further.
"Haaah?!"
No, maybe I should say she no longer had the presence of mind to ask. When I twisted and pulled on her insolent nipple one more time, Rebecca finally arched her back sharply.
"Haaah.... haaah...."
"A-are you okay?"
Rebecca nodded silently, but she didn't seem to have the energy to move any more than that.
...I supposed I was too rough on her.