Seria's Jealousy
As we entered the mansion, Seria looked up at me with anxious eyes.
"What's wrong?"
"Are you really going to teach that woman?"
The "that woman" she was talking about had to be Emir.
"Do I have to report even who I teach to you?"
"N-no, you don't have to tell me everything.... It's just bothering me."
"Bothering you?"
"Sh-she's a Solarion. You know how stubborn that family is. She'll probably make your life hell."
"It's true the Solarions are stubborn. But is the Siegfried family any different?"
"I-I'm not a Siegfried."
She muttered it in a voice so small I could barely hear. Ever since meeting Duke Siegfried, Seria had been denying her own family.
"Sorry."
I apologized, feeling like I'd dredged up bad memories.
"It's fine. So, are you really going to teach her?"
"Yes. The promise is already made."
Realizing it was too late, she clamped her mouth shut and pouted her lips.
"Why only her...."
"What was that?"
I asked again because I couldn't quite catch her sulky mutter.
"Why are you only teaching her?"
"What?"
"I-I want to learn too."
"Swordsmanship, you mean?"
"Yes."
"No. It's too much for you."
Unlike Emir, Seria had no talent for swordsmanship. If she had any gift, it was magic. Her magical aptitude was the highest I'd seen in any mage so far.
"B-but!"
"Are you upset because you can't receive instruction?"
"N-no."
"Have I ever treated you poorly, Seria?"
"N-not that, but...."
"Then why are you acting like a child throwing a tantrum?"
I couldn't understand it. I'd given her everything without holding back. Sure, it was far less than what she'd had as the Duke's daughter, but I'd done my absolute best.
Seria puffed out her cheeks, clearly not grasping the issue herself.
"She gets to, so why can't I?"
She pointed at Emir, who had already left the mansion, her voice full of sincerity.
"Because you have no talent for swordsmanship."
"Is that all?"
"Yes. Do you need another reason?"
"....What about magic, then?"
"What?"
"You said my body is sensitive to mana. Doesn't that mean I have talent for magic?"
Seria's eyes sparkled. No escape now, right? she seemed to say.
"But I can't teach you."
"Why....?"
There were several reasons, but the biggest one was that she was half-transcendent. With Lilith's possession forcing half of her to awaken, if Seria learned magic, it might become something I couldn't handle.
"Because it's beyond what I can manage."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Half of you is transcendent. If you learn magic without any preparation, I can't predict what might happen."
"What if I can control it?"
"Still no. I'm not taking that risk."
Seria bit her lip, then shouted loudly.
"You won't do this, you won't do that. Then what am I supposed to do?"
"Just keep living like you are."
It might feel like a caged life to her, but it wouldn't be for much longer. Not until she could reclaim her own life.
"....Is it because I have nothing to offer you, Master?"
"No. I'm already receiving plenty."
Through Seria, I'd uncovered Lilith's dungeon—and all the knowledge and artifacts that came with it. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she'd given me everything.
"....I have something to give too."
After hesitating, Seria looked up at me and squirmed, pressing her breasts together in a suggestive pose. Her face flushed red as she spoke.
"D-do you want to touch my breasts?"
"What?"
"Y-you can touch my breasts. As much as you want, until you're in a good mood."
Her sudden offer made me lick my lips unconsciously.
What? What's going on here?
When I didn't react, Seria looked flustered instead.
"D-don't you like breasts? I heard men love it when they're mad."
It wasn't wrong. Most men would love that line. If you asked me, I'd say I definitely did. Especially from a woman with beautiful breasts like Seria's.
But....
"Who told you that?"
"Sebastian. He said to use it when you need to improve relations with you. That all men love it."
I looked up at Sebastian, who was watching from behind. He met my gaze with a serious expression, then winked.
You old bastard. Where was that warning about not enjoying it too much? Now he was helping Seria.
Is this okay?
I sent him a telepathic message.
I meant don't overdo it, not don't enjoy it at all. It seems like Seria's helping stabilize your emotions anyway.
He replied telepathically, firing back.
You've meddled where you shouldn't.
You don't like breasts? I know all your tastes.
Sebastian smiled brightly.
I only wish for your happiness, Master.
Well-spoken as always. I looked down at Seria, who was shyly pressing her breasts together, unable to meet my eyes.
"Do you want to learn that badly?"
"Yes...."
"Then let's make a bet."
"A b-bet?"
"If you solve the magic problem I give you in three days, I'll teach you magic however you want."
"R-really?"
"Yes. That's the condition. So...."
I pointed at her breasts.
"Stop with the breasts."
"Ah."
Seria's face turned beet red. She finally seemed to realize how embarrassing her offer had been.
"Don't use that line often...."
"Don't you want to touch them?"
"What?"
"You can touch them now...."
She squirmed again.
"You sure it's okay?"
"O-of course."
"You'll regret it."
"Huh?"
I reached out and cupped Seria's breasts. Through her maid uniform, I felt their soft, squishy fullness. Was she not wearing underwear? I could feel the hard nub poking against my fingertips.
"No underwear, huh? Were you aiming for this?"
"Th-that's...."
"You were expecting it."
As I fondled her breasts, I kissed her nape. A red lipstick mark bloomed on her neck.
"I wasn't expecting, but.... I was aiming for it."
"Honesty suits you better than before."
"B-but are we doing this here?"
I carefully caressed her overflowing breasts, kissing her nape, shoulders, and collarbone.
"Embarrassed?"
"Someone might see."
"Sebastian's gone. And the other maids—"
Snap!
I flicked my fingers. A translucent barrier formed in the lobby, blocking all sight.
"They won't come."
"Haah."
Seria's breathing grew hotter. A sweet scent wafted from her body, assaulting my nose. Her deepening voice, thick with arousal, made my lower body stiffen involuntarily.
"Master, right there feels good...."
Her hypersensitive body heated up from even light caresses and kisses.
"Master, kiss me.... please."
She clung to me, demanding more intense kisses and touches. Her eyes screamed for even deeper intimacy.
"Haa, haa."
As her breaths turned scorching—
"That's enough for today."
I stopped my hands. The translucent barriers vanished from the lobby. I looked at Seria's disheveled face. Her mouth hung open, tongue out, craving more kisses.
"Is that.... the end?"
"I told you you'd regret it."
"W-wait. I'm like this right now...."
"Finish work and take care of it yourself. I warned you."
I had no intention of spending the night with her today. There were more pressing matters.
Leaving Seria staring blankly at my back, I went to find Sebastian. He was waiting a short distance from the lobby.
"You taught her something nice."
"Seria asked how to please you. I shared a bit of your tastes."
"Don't do it again."
"Understood."
Sebastian bowed his head.
"How's Lilith's condition?"
"Not good. I suspect it's because she hasn't received your essence."
"Hm...."
Lilith, the succubus transcendent. Even reverted to human, not all her transcendent traits were gone. Her body was tougher than a normal human's, and she still drew energy from my essence. Though she couldn't wield her old succubus might.
She can absorb and convert my essence into mana.
"Sebastian, if I need Lilith's power, what's the best way?"
"Inject her with your strong essence, and she can temporarily unleash succubus power."
"How temporary?"
"About 30 minutes, I'd say."
"I see."
"Do you need her?"
"Yes."
"She's fallen to human. She won't have her old strength."
"Like you?"
"...."
Sebastian fell silent.
"Weak by transcendent standards, but by human ones, she can still produce dangerously powerful force."
"That's true."
"I need to see Lilith."
"This way."
Sebastian and I headed to the backyard where Lilith's house was. There, utterly exhausted, lay Lilith—completely naked, sprawled on her stomach inside.
Her custom doghouse. Even so, it lacked for human living.
"W-woof."
Lilith, Seria's birth mother. I flinched every time I saw her face, so like Seria's. The difference was her much deeper purple eyes.
At her master's long-overdue visit, Lilith's mouth curved into a delighted grin.
"It's been a while."
"Woof woof."
Unable to do anything but bark on my command, Lilith smiled happily.
"I need you. Can you help?"
"Woof!"
She barked vigorously in response.