Chapter 32
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 32
Chapter Title: Camella (3)
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"Re...revenge?"
Camella stared up at me with wide eyes. I gently stroked her hair as I continued.
"That's right. Revenge."
"H-how...?"
The cute look on her face twisted into something fierce the moment revenge crossed her lips. She clung to me eagerly.
"I'll tell you about that in a bit... When's your husband coming back?"
Swoosh-
"Eek..! He won't be back... until next month..."
Tears welled up in her eyes at my question. Poor thing...
"Shall we head to your place today?"
"...Eh?"
Confusion clouded her red eyes.
"It was getting late, so I figured I'd just meet up with you like this, chat, and head back. But seeing your face... I want to spend the whole night with you."
"...Ah!"
Sex was a given, but if I was going to tend to her fragile state, I had to play it sweet.
Telling her I wanted to spend time together made her cheeks flush bright red again.
"I'll swing by the inn real quick then. You need to close up shop, right?"
"Y-yeah! Got it... R-right away!"
"No rush. Take your time closing up. The night's young."
Mwah-
"Hnnnng...."
I caressed her cheek and planted a light kiss on her forehead. She fidgeted, not knowing what to do with herself.
"I'll be right back."
"Y-yeah! Hurry back."
Her face beet red, she perched on the edge of the bed, knees primly together, hands squeezed between her thighs, trembling like a bride on her wedding night.
Leaving Camella behind, I returned to the inn and slipped into Sia's room to leave a quick note.
I wrote that I'd woken early for a stroll and left it somewhere she'd spot it easily. Then I headed back to Johnson's shop.
The inn wasn't far, so I made it back to the shop in no time. Camella had already finished closing up and stood at the entrance, glancing around anxiously as she waited for me.
"Ca...Cain!!"
"Closed up quick, huh?"
"Y-yeah... Sh-shall we go?"
"Sure."
We walked side by side toward the residential district.
Whish-
Pat pat pat-
Wheee!!
"Camella, keep that up and even folks who weren't suspicious will start wondering."
"Ugh... Sorry."
It was late evening, streets empty, but rookie adulteress Camella kept nervously whipping her head around, scanning everywhere.
"H-here..."
"Oh..."
A respectable two-story house came into view.
It had a yard, wasn't crammed against the neighbors, and dwarfed the surrounding homes in size.
"Your house is huge."
"On our honeymoon, my husband bought the four houses next door because he didn't want any disturbances... and tore them down to expand."
Camella mumbled, head bowed.
Houses in the explorers' residential district were mostly wooden and packed tight together. I'd heard soundproofing was an issue.
He really didn't want even the sounds of us going at it leaking out. Impressive. Even more so that he'd lost all interest because she couldn't bear kids.
"Come on in."
"Okay..."
It was night, but glowstones embedded throughout kept it from being pitch black. Camella hurried into the living room, lit the wall-mounted lamp to brighten the space, then lit a household lantern and brought it over to me.
"Th-this way..."
I followed her lead into the living room.
A large sofa and table took center stage, with the kitchen and dining area off to one side. Two small doors, stairs to the second floor. Spotless, even with her maintaining it alone.
"S-sit here."
"Why?"
"Huh?"
"Camella, you hungry?"
"N-no...?"
"Then why sit on the sofa? Bedroom's where it's at."
"....Hng!!"
Creeeak-
I scooped her up, lantern and all, and crushed my lips against hers.
The sticky lust I'd bottled up since the shop poured out. I kneaded her ass wildly while our tongues tangled.
"...Haang..! Chup...! Chuup!!"
Creeeak- creak-
The hand clutching the lantern flailed about, while her other groped blindly before wrapping around my waist.
"Hoo... Bedroom."
"Y-yes..."
I spun her around, groped her breasts, and headed upstairs.
"Only two rooms?"
"Th-the bedroom and..."
"Kid's room?"
She nodded...
Besides the massive master bedroom, there was a small one at the far end.
Probably meant for the child she and Johnson hoped for.
Seeing her slumped shoulders, I reached out and lightly twisted her nipple.
Squeeze-
"Haaang!!!"
"No time for useless thoughts. Hurry inside."
"Y-yes..."
The bedroom was bigger than expected.
King-size bed, attached bathroom. Mirror, vanity, wardrobe, furniture—all lived-in, screaming long-married couple.
"Go wash up."
"Yees...?"
"Not sleeping? You first, Camella."
"A-ah, got it..."
Mixing casual and polite speech must've thrown her off.
I released the hug. She set the lantern on the nightstand by the headboard, grabbed a towel and fresh underwear in a flash, and dashed to the bathroom.
Shoooo-
I stripped off my pants and t-shirt, perched on the bed.
Creeeak-
"Y-you wash up too..."
"Yeah."
She'd grabbed a towel and more besides. When she emerged post-shower, she looked downright lewd.
A glossy black slip clung to her, far too short to cover her pale breasts or plump thighs. Her wide hips had the hem rolled up naturally, barely skimming the edge of exposure. Quite the tease.
"I-I'll grab stuff from the living room!"
Dash-
She'd laid out a towel and bathrobe for me on the bed, then hugged her clothes and bolted from the room.
"Wonder what a middle-class bathroom's like..."
I grabbed what she'd prepared and headed to the bath.
"Oh..."
A wall-mounted lamp lit the space, along with moonlight filtering through a small window.
"Shower's handmade, huh?"
A manual pump handle sat in the corner, its long tube snaking up to a box-like fixture on the ceiling, brimming with water.
Click-
Shoooo-
I turned the lever on the wall below the box. A hole opened in the bottom, water cascading down like a sunflower.
"Hoo... Money really does make a difference."
Hawk's bragging about luxury inns' comfy baths came to mind.
I showered leisurely, pumped the box full again, slipped on the robe, and stepped out.
Flinch!
"What're you doing, Camella."
"Uh... Huh?"
She lay demurely on the bed, eyes shut, pretending to sleep. At my call, she rubbed her eyes like she'd just woken and looked at me.
"Got any bandages?"
"Ah... Yeah! Be right back!"
Guessed she'd faked sleep fearing we'd jump straight into it post-kiss and shower. Spotting my right arm—robe parted, bandage off, wound exposed—she startled and rushed to fetch one.
"Here..."
"Wrap it for me."
"No treatment...?"
She eyed my wound with deep worry.
"Nah, Sia's blessing fixed it. Skin's regrown, just itches a bit from tightness. No real pain."
"But you said it hurt earlier."
"Haha."
She'd even brought ointment and meds. She sighed in relief at my words and wrapped the fresh bandage slowly.
"Thanks."
"No biggie. Hehe."
Bandage done, I climbed into bed and pulled her into a left-arm pillow hug.
"Mm..."
"What? Bummed we're not jumping right in?"
"N-no!!"
I patted her lightly as I gazed down and teased. She jolted and pouted.
"Can't hide those rock-hard nipples."
"Kyaa!"
I grinned mischievously as I pointed it out. She frantically covered her chest and swatted my pecs.
"Haha..."
"Pfft!!"
She burst out laughing at herself, her face much lighter, worries faded.
"Camella."
"Yeah? What."
"Tell me about yourself."
"What about?"
"Anything. You."
"Hmm... It'll be boring."
"Not listening for fun. I want to know you better."
"Hehe... Okay, where to start..."
She hesitated a bit, then slowly shared her childhood onward.
From early tales to struggling to settle in Labyrinth City, right up to meeting her husband—I cut her off there.
"Got it."
"Huh? There's more after..."
"Heard plenty of the rest from shop visits."
"Ah..."
"I want your story. Not some other guy's."
"Hehe..."
I layered on pretend jealousy, and she beamed.
"So, know me well now?"
"Mm... Not really?"
"Huh? I told you everything... Hnng!"
I sneaked a grab at her ass. Amid the softened mood, the sudden touch drew a gasp from her.
"Guess it's time to learn this side better."
"Hnnng!!"
My hand slipped inside the naturally hiked-up slip to grope her ass. No panties.
"What? No underwear since the shower? Couldn't wait?"
"B-but..."
"Cute."
I caressed her skin and eased into a soft kiss.