A Secret to Hide
A Secret to Hide
"Hey, Lunia. Are you still refusing my offer?"
Again today, Jerad approached and started provoking me.
"Where do you get your money, by any chance? If you're ever in urgent need of money, come to me. 10 Gold for one night is a price you won't find even if you go to any brothel in The Capital."
10 Gold.
It certainly wasn't a small amount of money.
Commoners, even if they worked their entire lives, are said to save only around 3 to 4 Gold.
The value of 10 Gold was not an amount even a wealthy commoner could easily covet, and was an amount typically only handled by nobles.
"Haaah... Don't you ever get tired of it?"
Honestly, I felt nothing anymore.
Every day, once a day, with outdoor masturbation where I was always on the verge of being caught, my sexual urges were being satisfied.
So, unlike last time, my body wouldn't get aroused by such lewd remarks.
"Ah, come to me whenever you need money. I can easily make you earn around 100 Gold."
Did he really learn such insulting language from someone?
Rather than me, Lady Ehiton, who was just listening beside me, started glaring at Jerad.
"You're being rude, Young Master Reinhardt!"
"Speaking of which, Lady Ehiton."
Jerad pretended to ponder for a moment, then shifted his target from me to Yuriana.
"The Ehiton Family Head borrowed money from my father, didn't he?"
"Th-that's...!"
"If by any chance you can't handle the interest, Lady, you can also come to me anytime. For the first time, well, I'll make sure it doesn't hurt. Kukukuk."
"Th-th-that's so vulgar...!"
Jerad left after saying that, and Yuriana's face flushed as she started to get angry.
"Huh."
And my reaction was one of utter disbelief.
Even if it was just a debtor-creditor relationship over borrowed money, it was merely a relationship between Yuriana's father, the Ehiton Family Head, and Jerad's father, the Reinhardt Family Head.
But for a child to use that relationship to say such things?
If the Reinhardt Family Head or the Ehiton Family Head were to hear this, they would undoubtedly fly into a rage.
No matter if he was their child, damaging the honor of one noble to another would be an intolerable situation.
"...I'm sorry, Lunia."
"It's fine."
"Ugh, why did my father have to borrow money from the Reinhardt family...!"
It seemed Jerad's words were extremely insulting to Lady Ehiton as well.
Lady Ehiton's face was flushed crimson, so much so that her expression of gritting her teeth and barely holding back her anger was incredibly clear.
'It's not that I'm afraid of shit; I avoid it because it's dirty.'
It's best for my mental health to avoid Jerad and not exchange words with him as much as possible.
If I were to needlessly pressure him to stop, I don't know what he might do.
"Lady Ehiton."
"Yes. What is it?"
"Shall we go to the dessert shop together after class?"
"...Sounds good!"
As expected, when I'm feeling down, eating something sweet is the best.
"Ah, please go to the classroom first."
"Huh? Lunia, aren't you being late too often these days?"
"...Ahaha."
Before eating something sweet, I need to relieve some stress separately...
##
"From next time, come early."
"Yes, I apologize."
About five minutes after class started.
Lunia, whom I had clearly seen in the morning, only now opened the classroom door and entered.
"Hmm..."
She had come to the academy itself early.
From early morning, she had been chatting with that Ehiton girl.
At first, I didn't care whether she was late or not.
Because I myself often skipped class on days I didn't want to attend, as if it were a meal.
But when it happened twice, then thrice, and eventually exceeded five times, it started to bother me.
Simply late because she went to the restroom? Isn't that too many times for that?
—Tap, tap, tap.
I tapped the desk with my index finger.
What could it be?
What on earth is the problem that she's always late?
Even if she entered class first, going to the restroom afterward would be sufficient.
If so, it means she can't do it once she enters the classroom.
'Getting demerit points just because of the restroom?'
That couldn't possibly be it.
Then it must be something worth doing, even if it means getting demerit points. That was my conclusion.
"···············"
I turned my gaze towards Lunia.
She sat next to that Ehiton girl, and started listening to the class.
Though, just like me, she didn't seem to have even 1% interest in the class content.
Her breasts, which seemed hard to grasp entirely with one hand, what would it feel like to fondle them?
Right now, I wanted to tear her uniform shirt, lift her skirt, and shove myself into her pussy.
From that sharp voice, a moan, no. If I heard her voice desperately trying to suppress a moan, how thrilling would that be?
Even if I had the Chancellor backing me, non-consensual sex within the academy was nothing more than the crime of rape.
However, what if I somehow made her agree through intimidation?
If I were truly a sex-crazed bastard, I would drag Lunia out right now, rape her, then threaten her, or silence her with force or money, and that would be the end of it.
But that wouldn't be any fun, would it?
And I'd already done such things a lot in my first year.
I forcibly took commoner women whose parents had committed a great debt or crime and raped them. Then, after paying off their debts and giving them enough money to spare, far from reporting me, they clung to me, demanding money once more.
Of course, I expelled them because I couldn't stand the sight of them.
Anyway, I'm not a madman who just rapes women indiscriminately to satisfy my sexual urges.
While sex is good, I want a woman who is worth it.
Beautiful in my eyes, with a body that would make all the men around jealous.
I wanted to see such a woman fall for me.
In that sense—
'I need to make that bitch strip herself and spread her legs herself.'
And I definitely want to savor her expression at that moment.
How can I make Lunia like that?
A few methods immediately came to mind.
But that was a bit disappointing.
After all, isn't that a situation I would be forcing?
Of course, I could induce such a situation, but an artificial situation and a natural one are distinctly different. The thrill felt from them is almost double, so they say.
So, for such a situation to arise—
"I'll need to observe a bit longer."
Like the relationship between me and the Chancellor.
##
—Jingle-jingle
"Welcome~ Oh?"
"...Hello."
In the end, I came back again.
"How long has it been~? So, you're 'that type,' aren't you?"
—...Nod.
"Hehehe, actually, after that day, I had a tremendous surge of inspiration, you know? So I just went wild making them. When I imagine Lunia-yang walking around the streets wearing the lingerie I personally made... Hngh❤️."
Honestly... one was far too little.
"It hasn't even been a week yet..."
Not even a week.
Just four days. It was the period from when I last visited Valley Madame's shop until today, when I visited again.
"Oh, come on, four days is too long, isn't it~."
Valley Madame, who approached me in the blink of an eye, didn't place her hand on my shoulder like last time... but?
My, my waist?!
"Hngh...?"
"Come, come, this way~"
Exactly between my waist and hip. She hooked her hand like a claw slightly above my pelvis and pulled me.
'Oh, it's not like anyone's watching anyway...'
It wasn't that I was allowing such an overt touch just because no one was watching, but for some reason, it didn't feel bad at all.
Valley Madame's fingers were stealthily trying to touch my butt, her hand subtly moving downwards,
but I, whose face was already flushed with shame, couldn't even pay attention to Valley Madame's fingers.
"Ta-da~"
The place I followed Valley Madame to was a secluded corner of the shop, just like last time.
It was a place where only the most obscene lingerie was displayed.
And there wasn't a single piece of lingerie that was the same as last time.
It seemed Valley Madame's words weren't a lie, as the place was filled with all sorts of lingerie born from the inspiration she'd had over the past four days.
If I were to specifically compare what had changed between then and now—
"How is it? It's incredibly flashy, isn't it?"
It was flashy.
Some had a lot of lace, creating a luxurious atmosphere, while others had strong colors mixed into specific areas to create a focal point. It was as if they were signposts telling you to look here, so that your gaze would be drawn to these spots.
"These are inspirations that came to me thanks to Lunia. The day Lunia bought lingerie—I agonized over it a lot. People like us can't show our desires to others, can we?"
Naturally.
If they revealed that to someone, such rumors would spread around them. Naturally, it wasn't a tendency that society would view as normal, nor was it a normal desire, to the point where they would inevitably be rumored as a lewd woman.
Nevertheless, the reason why countless noblewomen and Valley Madame weren't known to others must have been because they only 'came out' to people who shared the same tendencies and desires.
"But, in any case, there's only one person who will see this lingerie. And that is—"
'Myself.'
The only person in the world who would know that I'm wearing such lingerie would be myself.
"At that point, I asked myself. If you're going to wear lingerie that only you know about anyway, why not just poke holes in your usual underwear?"
...Surely not. What I'm thinking—
"So, I made them as beautiful, pretty, and flashy as possible. It's for 'someone' who will one day discover us wearing such lingerie, you see."
...My mind reeled.
In other words, it meant wearing them with the 'assumption' that someone would see our lingerie.
"It's incredibly... stimulating, isn't it?"
...I admit that...