Chapter 42
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 42
Chapter Title: The Lady Who Wants to Make a Baby (12)
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“A child who looks like Ganeghan...!”
Even Dia, who knew nothing of the world, understood that a child resembling someone she loved—especially a little one—would be utterly adorable.
“Just like Ganeghan...”
Just imagining it flushed the Lady's face bright red.
Whether it was her shy immersion in her own fantasies that charmed him, Asbidal kept rubbing Dia's lower belly.
“How about it? Even the process of making the child is pure bliss.”
“The process...?”
“You saw it in the book. Just now, remember? Assuming the man ejaculated, that is.”
“Ejaculated?”
“Ha... He'd come inside you, Lady. That white stuff. A ton of it.”
He'd been trying to speak as politely and prettily as possible, playing the part of a mere maid. But his frustration boiled over, and Asbidal gave up on euphemisms.
Honestly, if he was going to get caught, it would've happened ages ago. The moment she saw the syringe in his body, or when he touched her without permission—those should've blown his cover.
Dia was clueless and slow on the uptake. That was Asbidal's conclusion. One he'd reached quite some time ago.
“Ah... Yeah, that.”
“He came inside you, right?”
“Huh? Yeah.”
The Lady nodded, covering her lips with her fingers. But Asbidal shook his head.
“Not there.”
“Where else is there?”
Asbidal was still holding Dia from behind in an embrace. Reaching around to touch her body was effortless.
The maid's hand slid down to rub at Dia's privates.
“Here. Didn't he come inside here?”
“W-what are you doing?!”
Dia twisted away from Asbidal's arms, putting distance between them. She glared at the maid like she'd lost her mind.
The maid remained utterly nonchalant, tilting her head as she sniffed her own fingers.
“No virgin scent... Heh.”
“What the hell?!”
“But no cum smell either... Ganeghan's got some serious self-control. Ki-hi-hi.”
“Th-that's not what I— What are you even saying?!”
“All right, all right. I get the gist. Now, Young Lady, focus on what I say from here on out.”
Dia looked ready to launch into a massive protest, but when Asbidal clapped twice—clap clap—she fell silent.
She figured she'd at least hear him out.
Asbidal held up a single middle finger.
“...Nah. You could probably take two, though. And calling it a 'finger' feels kinda crude anyway.”
He muttered to himself, extending his ring finger as well.
“Young Lady. How'd it feel when I poked your pussy with these?”
“Hey!”
“Sigh... How about, 'How did it feel to be pleasured with these, my pretty?' Like that? Hee-hee.”
Dia's eyes went wide as she trembled in outrage at the maid's words.
She still couldn't tell if the maid was messing with her or dead serious. But Asbidal's expression was so earnest that Dia finally answered.
“It felt good. Because it was Ganeghan. And he said it felt good for him too...”
But Dia's words trailed off unfinished. Asbidal interrupted with gleeful applause.
“Ki-hi-hi, hee-hee-hee-hee. Young Lady, remember how big that joy felt?”
“How do you remember something like that? It's just good or bad—that's all I recall.”
“Now, Young Lady. Why do you think I held up these fingers? Heh.”
Dia went quiet again.
She fiddled with her chin, staring intently at the maid's fingers.
Middle and ring extended. Nothing came to mind except that Ganeghan had used just those two to make her feel so good.
“...Because he touched me with them?”
“Nope.”
“Then I dunno.”
“That's exactly how big the pleasure you felt was. Hee-hee-hee.”
Dia furrowed her brow, her eyes screaming genuine confusion.
“So later... you shove all five in? No way that's right.”
“Sigh. You read about it in the book, and you just saw it with your own eyes. Why play dumb? Hee.”
What is this maid even on about? Dia stared at her blankly with that exact expression—until she caught the lewd grin and finally got it.
“Ah...! N-no, but that's... way too big!”
Dia shook her head vigorously.
She recalled the massive thing she'd had in her mouth.
Big, hard, with that subtly warm allure that could melt a person. The problem was its sheer size.
Putting that inside? It'd hurt like hell.
“Why the doubt? You've tried the drugs, and now you've even gone all the way. Hee-hee.”
“...You didn't see it. It's seriously huge.”
“Now you make me wanna see for myself. Should I check it out personally?”
“You're insane! Ganeghan's mine!”
“Hee-hee. See? Knew you'd say that. If it felt that good, just go for it. It'll be twice as amazing, I promise.”
“That good... because of the size?”
It was a tempting pitch, no doubt. Just fingers had her shuddering in ecstasy. What would something that enormous feel like?
And she hadn't touched Sao lately either. In that state, craving even greater pleasure felt inevitable.
“Exactly. It'll thrust right through your pussy and fill your womb with cum, and boom—baby time. Highly recommend. Heh.”
“Got it. I get that it'd feel good, so drop it.”
Dia waved her off.
“Doesn't seem like you do. Why the hesitant face, Young Lady?”
“Well...”
She fidgeted with her fingers before continuing.
“...I kept thinking it can't just be about me feeling good. If I'm in bliss but he doesn't seem satisfied, I get all self-conscious, feel guilty... and obsessive.”
Since when does she have the brains for that?
The maid tilted her head. But victory was close. This wouldn't be hard to sway.
“Young Lady, now's not the time for those worries.”
“Huh?”
“Ganeghan's super popular. The maids gossip about him nonstop, and you saw it yourself—Abera came to pass a message to him.”
“...He's gotta be popular.”
Handsome and kind to boot.
The charms Dia felt from Ganeghan? Other women would too. It pissed her off just thinking about it, and she bit her lip.
“But is he only gonna run into those girls forever? Hee-hee. You're looking great right now, Young Lady. Once treatment ends and you go out... you'll meet tons more women.”
“Why keep bringing that up? You're making me anxious...”
She meant it literally.
For some reason, any talk of Ganeghan triggered withdrawal-like anxiety, surging up to choke her.
And at that vulnerable Dia, the maid flashed a sly grin.
“But~ making that baby we talked about? Solves all those problems.”
“Huh...?”
“Who'd go after a guy with your name stamped on him? Hee-hee. Oh, bad phrasing? Who'd chase a taken man?”
“A taken man?”
“Yup, yup. Once the tip kisses your womb, bam—'this woman's mine,' marked for life. And a kid? Forget it. You could straight-up make him your husband and keep him forever!”
“...You're right. Yeah!”
“And you mentioned mutual satisfaction? What man wouldn't be thrilled claiming a noble Lady like you as his own? Big tits, gorgeous... Hee.”
Dia narrowed her eyes, resolve hardening.
The rambling persuasion reached its climax.
“Got it. What do I do?”
With those determined words, it ended.
On a lovely moonlit night, Asbidal—now a crow—perched atop the mansion's roof.
Playing coy in front of Dia had been a hassle. Explaining step-by-step? Even worse.
Up here, relaxed, it felt a bit better.
Just a little longer.
Dia was the tower he'd so carefully built. The payoff was near.
Another crow flew up beside Asbidal. A massive one, with red-tinged feathers.
“Why'd you block me from seeing Lady Abera?”
“What? When'd you get here?”
“A while ago. The border village cleanup took time. You killed way too many this round.”
“Doesn't matter. You covered for me with the royals, right?”
With a puff, the crow transformed into a woman with fiery red hair.
She was tall—easily two meters.
“I'm just a humble knight captain. That many deaths gives me headaches.”
“Look at you, climbing the ranks. A witch as knight captain~”
“I figured you'd head back to the southern woods someday...”
“Nope. Not happening.”
Asbidal cut her off firmly.
“...Understood.”
Silence flowed for a moment before Asbidal spoke again.
“Simple reason, really. Knocking her up and getting caught works way better for us.”
“Guessed as much. So, what do you need from me?”
“I'll signal when, Helia. Send the inquisitors then. Until...”
Ki-hi-hi. Asbidal snickered.
“...just watch. The real fun starts now.”