Chapter 38
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 38
Chapter Title: The Lady Who Wants to Make a Baby (8)
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"Yes?"
"You said you wanted to suck it..."
"Suck what?"
I asked back, wondering if she suddenly meant to do my laundry now that I wasn't wearing underwear.
Unfortunately, my guess was way off the mark. Dia stretched out her index finger and pointed straight at my crotch.
"That... thing down there."
"Miss Dia?"
"Answer me."
What was with this lady today?
It was just an ordinary day, no different from yesterday. The weather was decent enough, and the Menesil household staff were their usual lively selves.
But apparently, not for Dia. Worried that something might be off with the young lady's condition, I placed my palm on her forehead. She gazed up at me steadily.
"...You said you'd grant any reward, right?"
"I didn't say any reward."
"That's exactly how you tempted me!"
"Just hold on a second."
No underwear, clothes disheveled all over, spouting weird stuff like this. It was only natural that I was stunned.
I pulled out the syringe I'd used on Dia earlier and examined it again.
The stats are identical...
I'd injected her with the exact same treatment as before, without a single deviation.
In other words, Dia wasn't suffering any withdrawal side effects right now. Everything she was saying to me was coming from her own rational mind.
...But how could she say something like that? A woman sucking a man's cock was technically foreplay.
Foreplay was an act done to convey love and satisfy your partner's desires, wasn't it? I couldn't help but feel a bit flustered.
"Have a little consideration for the person waiting for your answer..."
The source of this chaos was pouting and staring at the innocent floor.
Her beige hair was still a little messy, but much neater than before. And those pink eyes that kept stealing glances at me.
Dia de Menesil. A stunning young lady whose voluptuous curves were undeniably alluring.
She was probably the real Dia from the first chapter, and there was no doubt she felt fondness toward me now.
It was good that our relationship was growing closer to avoid a bad ending, but I hadn't expected it to escalate this suddenly.
"Was there some trigger that made you want that kind of reward?"
"...Why are you asking that? Just give it to me."
As she answered, Dia averted her gaze slightly.
A faint blush colored her cheeks. Anyone could see she was embarrassed.
"No one put you up to this, right?"
"N-No!"
She bristled and pressed down on the top of my foot with her toes, signaling me to drop it and move on.
That was when I spotted Dia's books.
[The Lady's Secret Hobby]
[The Lady Who Weakens at Night]
[Training the Lady]
"...What are these?"
I tilted my head so far it nearly snapped off as I asked.
"The books I read this time."
Not believing it, I flipped one open and found it packed with obscene content. I let out a deep sigh and slammed it shut.
"This isn't the kind of book you were assigned. I meant something that could build your knowledge—like a magic tome, even. But this... no way."
"But... this was the thickest one."
"Good job. Still, these have no nutritional value. Best to forget about them, Miss."
"What...?"
I knew Dia had been trying hard to impress me lately.
I didn't know the exact reason, but after reflecting on her actions, she'd been showing me far more attention than before.
It was admirable, but when it came to the young lady, we had to distinguish between substantial and empty pursuits. I began soothing her as best I could.
"The acts in here are probably exaggerated. Reading too much of this won't help you at all."
"I... just read them without thinking. You said three books, so I did."
"Then why suddenly ask for that as a reward? These books are already messing with your head."
"Is that weird?"
A brief silence fell.
Dia looked away for a moment, then gazed up at me with dejected eyes before continuing.
"It just... said if you love someone, you do it. That doing it means you're loved."
"Love?"
"Yeah."
The word coming from Dia's mouth was so unexpected that I froze for a second. It couldn't be helped.
Was this another test? Or a rather extreme prank? Those doubts crossed my mind, but her teary, earnest expression suggested otherwise.
So I asked carefully.
"Miss Dia. Do you love me?"
At the short, direct question, Dia glanced away.
She worked her lips a few times before finally answering.
"Yeah."
"Why?"
No response.
After a moment, she mumbled reluctantly.
"You're saving me. You care about me."
"I'm your personal physician. Isn't that just gratitude you're confusing it with?"
Dia clamped her mouth shut. I gripped her shoulders gently and spoke slowly.
"Gratitude is just the desire to repay a favor. Love is very different."
"How?"
"Love is a much higher emotion. It makes you want to do everything together, understand everything they do, and do anything for them."
Her shoulders trembled in my hands, and eventually, a single tear rolled down the young lady's cheek.
I felt bad for making her cry, but it couldn't be helped.
Dia had no dating experience and was at an age where she craved affection. Comforting her was part of a doctor's job too. Today, I needed to focus entirely on soothing her.
Or so I thought.
"...Then I've never said anything wrong."
Dia declared firmly.
Suddenly, she shoved my arms away and pulled me into a tight hug. It was completely out of nowhere.
"Then it means I do love you, right? Wanting to do everything with you, trying to understand what you do, doing anything for you... that's it, isn't it?"
"Miss?"
"And if I'm totally wrong... I can just admit it then. So... I can try it to check my feelings. You can check yours too. How you feel about me."
The sensation of her massive breasts pressing against my chest was a bit dizzying.
In that position, Dia looked up at me with tears welling in her eyes.
"...So, can you let me try? As my reward."
She was so irresistibly compelling that
I ended up nodding.
Dia's skin had a lovely pinkish tint.
There were countless scars marring that loveliness, which tugged at my heart, but still. Dutifully, she stripped off all her clothes first.
There was no need for her to do that, but as I started unbuckling my belt, she seemed to think she had to as well.
I almost told her it wasn't necessary but held back. I didn't want to make her feel ashamed.
I dropped my pants but kept my underwear on.
"Sh-Should I start?"
Dia glanced at me nervously as she knelt. Her breasts were so huge that, from my view looking down, I couldn't even see her lower body. I nodded instead of answering.
As if rehearsing in her head, Dia parted her lips with an "ah."
It was hard to believe those pretty lips belonged to someone who spewed such rough talk. A soft, pliant tongue and pink lips.
Watching them made the cock trapped in my underwear swell unwittingly.
She seemed to steel herself. After a deep breath—"Hoo"—Dia yanked my underwear down.
"Eek?!"
My cock, now thick and hard inside, sprang out and thwacked against the young lady's face. Startled, Dia flinched.
"It's... so much bigger than a finger..."
Mumbling something inexplicable, she poked at my cock curiously, like it was some fascinating toy.
Her eyes looking up met mine looking down in midair.
"Can't you... not look...?"
The young lady gripped my cock firmly and gazed up at me. The same lady who'd glared at me like she wanted to kill me not long ago.
The thrill of that reversal was intense. My shaft swelled even larger in an instant.
I glanced away instead of answering, signaling my agreement to her condition.
"You have to stay like that? No looking back. Got it?"
Before I could respond, she let out a soft "mmph."
And then a warm sensation enveloped my cock completely.