Chapter 27
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 27
Chapter Title: Eli's Scheme
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To properly imprint Ayame as my woman, I fucked her relentlessly until evening.
Since we were both mana awakeners with overflowing stamina, that much was a breeze.
Ayame had initially said she was at her limit, but that just meant she was a bit tired—it wasn't her true breaking point.
Skipping lunch, I savored her pussy over and over, making sure she memorized what her husband's cock felt like inside her.
I pounded her so thoroughly that by the end of the day, her body would never forget its shape.
To keep her ass and plump pussy lips from swelling too much from the constant pistoning, I even cast basic recovery magic midway through.
A woman's body—especially my woman's—needs to be cherished.
The "training" finally wrapped up as dinnertime approached.
"Hngh... Uhn... Nn... Ah... Hus... band... Ahng... Your cock feels... so good... ah..."
Ayame spat out thick, frothy cum from her pussy while repeating the words I'd drilled into her all day.
"Ayame. You need to clean your husband's cock."
"Y-yes... Husband. Slurp! Sluuuurp... Lick lick slurrrrp..."
When I brought my cock to her, Ayame dutifully turned her head—even while lying down—and gave it a thorough cleaning blowjob.
"Slurp, slurp. Sluuuuurp..."
"Training you all day has me starving."
"Slurrrp... Pwah. Right... Hoo, ungh! I'll get dinner ready..."
"No, you're worn out from today's lesson. Let's just order in. Chinese sound good?"
"Yes."
I pulled my phone from the pants I'd tossed aside mid-sex and made the call.
[Hello~ Hunter Jajangmyeon here~.]
"This is Yagitsune Shrine calling. Uh... Ayame, what do you want?"
"Jajangmyeon for me, hoo..."
"Jajang, jjampong, tangsuyuk set. Add a large cola."
[Thank you for your order! Please wait just a moment!]
While waiting for delivery, Ayame and I tidied up the room where we'd spent hours in a sweaty, messy bliss.
Once cleaning was done, Ayame hesitantly asked me something.
"Um... Husband."
Even after sex, she kept using the title I'd imprinted on her.
"What's up, Ayame?"
"Um... Was ordering delivery a bit much? The shrine has stairs, after all."
"Don't worry—it's from a place run by a retired hunter."
"Oh, I see!"
Asking an ordinary person to haul a delivery bag up shrine steps would be grueling, but for a hunter with far superior physical abilities, it's no issue.
"More importantly, Ayame, let me lay out some ground rules. Listen up."
"Yes."
Nothing grandiose—just practical guidelines.
Around others, we'd call each other Mr. Rubelt and Ms. Ayame like before.
And whenever I visited Yagitsune Shrine, she should always be ready for me, anytime.
"I'd love to come taste you every day... but sadly, I'm a busy man. When I do visit, though, I'll fuck you twice as hard to make up for it. Got it?"
"...Yes, Husband."
Ayame blushed and nodded.
For her too, the day's pleasure was deeply etched into her body.
She was probably reminiscing about it right then.
That's why I had to reinforce it during non-sex times too—making sure she fully internalized that this relationship was ongoing.
If I just left after sex and time passed, she might start wondering if it was all a dream and slip back to old habits with the titles.
So, post-sex, we'd chat casually like normal, normalizing the new terms and letting our changed dynamic sink in naturally.
In short: keep imprinting so it doesn't feel like a drunken mistake.
"Delivery's here~."
The food arrived just as we finished cleaning.
I paid at the door and carried it to the spot where we'd had tea earlier.
"Ah! Hus—Husband! I can handle the food."
"You've got no strength left after hours of cumming. Leave this to me."
"Ah... Th-thank you."
We had dinner to recover our post-sex stamina.
"Munch munch... This is delicious."
"Right? I order it sometimes too."
"You do, Husband?"
"That's why I have the number. It's famous around here—never tried it, Ayame?"
"I know it's popular... but I usually cook my own meals. Delivery's pricey, after all..."
Even with generous donations, old habits from lean times die hard.
"From now on, order whatever you crave, Ayame."
I reached out with my left hand and grabbed the breast of Ayame, who was sitting beside me.
Squeeze!
"Hngh! Ah... H-Husband..."
"You're my woman now. I can't stand seeing my girl deny herself what she wants. Got it?"
"...Yes. Ungh! Ahng! H-Husband? Hands off... while eating..."
"I can eat one-handed just fine. Blame these slutty tits of yours for making me want to grope them nonstop. Right?"
"Hngh! Ungh...! Y-yes, my slutty breasts that tempt you so much... Ahng! They're the problem. Nn! Ungh!"
I groped Ayame's breasts to my heart's content while finishing dinner, then finally headed back to the Eldra estate.
Even during mealtime, I'd reminded her of her place—she'd handle things well from now on.
"Welcome back, Young Master."
Rize greeted me upon arrival at the Eldra estate.
"Yeah, Rize."
"Looks like it went well."
"Spot on. Ayame's my woman now."
"Judging by the new title, it must've been a resounding success. Coming back so late and all."
Rize's tone was a tad stiff.
Jealous, maybe?
Adorable.
"Rize."
"Yes, Young Master."
"I already ate dinner."
"I see."
"Yeah. No more schedule tonight... so I wanna spend the rest of it with you. Very enjoyably."
"...I'm guessing you were with Ms. Ayame until evening."
"Yep. But tonight, you're getting some too."
"You really are a stamina monster, Young Master."
Rize scolded me, but her cheeks were flushed.
"We'll start the moment we reach your room."
Rize is so cute and lovable.
Tonight, I'd make up for not having her since morning.
Days passed with fun times alongside Rize every day, and my training progressed smoothly.
Isihoon and Yume were steadily building their skills through basic drills.
Ayame, now my woman—and still pre-academy enrollment—got visits three times a week to show her the majesty of her husband.
Not all-day marathons like day one, though.
"Husband! Ahng! Ahang! Husband! Hnggggh! Ayame's pussy! Ahng! Thank you for fucking your slutty shrine maiden pussy again today! Aaaahng!"
Even in short sessions, I made them count, and Ayame grew ever more coquettish in her seduction.
Calling me "Husband" nonstop deepened her dependence; gifting cosmetics boosted her affection further. Her voice turned sweeter, stickier, more clingy.
And sometimes, she'd shoot me longing glances.
She'd never properly kissed before, so she was yearning for it.
Of course, that was deliberate.
I wanted the widow Ayame begging for a kiss first—not me stealing her lips.
That would prove her body and heart were fully mine.
Things progressed smoothly into mid-February.
"Lord Rubelt~!"
"Eli!"
Eli arrived at the mansion after wrapping up Glassner family events—her first visit in ages.
The moment she stepped inside, Eli threw herself into my arms.
"Ahh~ Lord Rubelt. I've missed you so much. I wanted to feel your warmth up close like this."
"Same here, Eli."
I hugged her gently.
Eli had grown so much at twenty.
Her cute roll-bun hairstyle in twin tails, tied with the green ribbon Rize gifted her.
Her sapphire-blue eyes still brimmed with love for me.
And like Rize, her figure had developed beautifully.
No—bust-wise, Eli was even bigger.
She could rival Kagura.
Plus, she always wore the sapphire necklace I'd given her at ten. Utterly lovable.
"Eli, let's head inside. Family events must've worn you out. Rest easy at our place today."
"Ahh, worrying about me like this! I'm so happy, tears are coming, Lord Rubelt~."
"Eli."
I wiped her teary eyes and kissed her forehead.
"You can cry in front of me all you want, but a lady shouldn't show tears carelessly, Eli."
"Ahh, yes... Lord Rubelt."
Eli, utterly smitten with me, was adorably cute no matter how often I saw her.
I wanted to fuck her soon.
This cute girl from Glassner house, who only had eyes for me.
My fiancée Eli—hot, lovey-dovey sex with her.
Then, a so-called childhood friends 3P with Rize.
Ahh~ Such a bright future!
"Ah, Lord Rubelt! I have a favor to ask!"
"Hm? What is it? Anything."
"Um... I'm so, so happy to see you after so long. But could Rize and I have a moment for girl talk? We talk on the phone with you daily, but not her much."
"Sure?"
Fair enough—girls' friendships matter.
I'd rather my women get along even better.
That way, during 3P, I could enjoy watching them share my cum with a yuri vibe!
A little bickering's fine, but real fighting? Not my thing.
"Got it. I'll prep a room. Rize, catch up with Eli."
"Yes, Young Master."
After entering the mansion together, Eli went with Rize to the room long assigned for her.
