42nd Rule: A Comforting Kiss for the Returned Amelia
I stared at the smartphone in front of me and asked Ruby, "What's this?"
"A gift. Thank you so much for making today an unforgettable memory for me."
"……Is this really okay? I'm just a slave."
I felt a bit uneasy, but I carefully picked up the smartphone from the table.
The wallpaper showed Ruby in her bunny girl outfit hugging my naked self.
And right on top of it, the signal indicator caught my eye, showing strong reception.
Not that I'd have a reason to use it right now, but if word ever got out that I was a slave, it could spell big trouble.
Was she really giving me something this risky without thinking it through?
Suddenly, I couldn't fathom the meaning behind handing this to me.
So I shot Ruby a suspicious look. She took another sip from the glass bottle and smiled.
"It's fine. Sure, I bought you from the slave market, but I respect your opinions."
"……Thank you."
It still felt a little off, but I pocketed the smartphone carefully.
Then Ruby's expression turned serious, unlike before.
"In exchange, promise me one thing. If danger comes your way, contact me right away."
"Does that mean I might be in danger?"
Ruby nodded and continued.
"I've saved my number in there."
A sudden unease washed over me.
The reason Ruby was giving me this smartphone—maybe it was to prepare for future events.
"……You probably need to be careful. The next lady you'll meet……even I can't read her."
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Only after our intimate dinner did the department store date finally wrap up.
"I had so much fun today, thanks to you."
In front of the village management office, Ruby—bundled up in her thick coat—clung to my clothes like she didn't want to let go and buried herself in my arms. Beneath it all, she was still wearing that reverse bunny outfit from the store.
I warmly wrapped my arms around Ruby's back as she let out regretful sighs.
After sharing our warmth for a good while, a somewhat satisfied Ruby finally took Raven's hand and left for the office.
I watched them go from the wide-open office doorway, then pulled out the smartphone from my pocket.
I opened the contacts and checked the number under [♥Ruby♥].
…….
Why was this bothering me so much?
She hadn't been so direct about the danger with Rio or Marin.
Ruby's words about the next lady being unreadable tangled up my thoughts.
I was scrolling through the photos we'd taken at the department store to clear my head when—
"Toiii-let~!"
Amelia's voice came from behind, along with a strong citrus scent.
Whoosh!
Before I could react, Amelia hugged me tightly from behind.
"Did you behave while I was gone?"
She asked cheerfully, but her eyes were glued to my smartphone screen.
"Hmm~. Looks like you were doing better than I thought~."
A chill ran through me from her hand lightly groping my body.
I hurriedly pocketed the phone and asked Amelia, "Ah, Amelia. How's your little sister? I heard you took leave because she was sick."
"……No big deal. Just a cold~. She's still in high school, so she needed someone to look after her. Our parents died in an accident ten years ago, so it's just me and my little sister now~."
"Ten years ago?"
I was stunned by Amelia's shocking backstory.
She'd said she was in her twenties before. Ten years ago—that would mean—.
"That's right~. Amelia's been the head of the household since high school~!"
I-it can't be…….
It must have been a dark time for her, yet she answered brightly, like it was nothing.
"No need for that worried face. It's all in the past~. After starting at Dia Village, we've been well-off enough to live in a Seoul apartment—our own place, even~."
"That's a relief……."
As Deisy had mentioned before, the pay here must be incredible.
"Right? Once my sister graduates next year, I'm thinking of putting a husband in that spot. What do you say, Toilet? Interested?"
Amelia rubbed her cheek against mine with a melting smile.
I was happy she was making such an offer, but at the same time, a pang of regret hit me.
"……I'm a slave in Dia Village. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't."
Imagining another man taking Amelia's side filled me with inexplicable gloom.
I wanted her for myself, but in my current position, it was impossible.
As I hung my head to hide my pathetic state, Amelia gave a wry smile.
"……I know. I was just joking."
Was it really a joke?
Something told me no.
That feeling came from the way she suddenly hugged me tight and let out a deep sigh.
"Instead……there's something I want from you, Toilet~. Can you grant it?"
I nodded silently instead of answering.
Amelia leaned in, her hot breath tickling my ear as she whispered, "Then~, shall we head to your room first?"
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"Amelia, is this really okay?"
"Mmm~. In this situation, it's the best I can hope for, right?"
So here's the situation.
The moment we entered the toilet room, Amelia ordered me to strip and lie on the bed. She set up the smartphone Ruby gave me as a tripod and started recording the bed scene vividly.
"Heave-ho~!"
Thud.
Amelia, having stripped completely and tossed her clothes on the floor, climbed onto the bed.
In that instant, my vision was dominated by Amelia's massive breasts jiggling right in front of my face.
As I stared entranced, she wrapped her thighs around my hardened cock and leaned in.
Squelch.
The ticklish sensation as our nipples touched. Amelia's voluptuous breasts spread softly across my entire chest.
Our sticky skin heated up quickly, and soon sweaty slickness mixed between us.
Perfectly straddling me, Amelia splashed her legs like she was playing in water and grabbed both my hands.
Her face flushed red, she murmured with a smile, "Finally caught you~. My dinner~♡."
Amelia licked her lips like she was savoring a meal, then looked straight at the camera.
"Hello, today we'll be doing a mukbang of Toilet's lips~."
Unsettled by Amelia suddenly acting, I asked, "You're not live-streaming this, are you?"
She shook her head. "Of course not~. Letting Toilet's existence leak would be dangerous."
"Then what is this……."
"Mmm~. How should I put it? Ah! Like making side dishes?"
"Side dishes……?"
It sounded oddly familiar—like gentlemanly slang from certain circles.
I tried to brush it off, assuming it meant something else I didn't know.
"When Toilet gets lonely serving the ladies all night~. A precious preserve to pull out and enjoy anytime?"
……Looks like that's exactly what it meant.
How did it leak out? It was supposed to be a secret code from dark web communities.
"I originally wanted to fill my belly with that huge, proud Toilet cock~. But without the ladies' permission, that's impossible, so next time~!"
Amelia's cool hair draped shadows over my view as it cascaded down, and her humming face drew closer.
"Get ready, Toilet…… It's a holiday until today…… I won't let go of you…… all night long……."
Smooch♡.
With those words, her soft lips pressed against mine.
Soon, her moist, orange-flavored tongue slipped in, dancing wildly and playfully.
I closed my eyes, surrendering to Amelia, feeling only her childish, demanding tongue movements.
True to her word, the sticky kiss lasted all night.
Smooch♡. Smooch♡.
Until the smartphone's battery died, we devoured each other's mouths.
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When I came to again, the only thing there was the defenseless Amelia, asleep in my arms.
Even in my half-dazed state, I pulled the blanket up to her lovely neck.
Swish.
Then I hugged her tight and closed my eyes once more. Amelia, who had been breathing steadily, smacked her lips and started sleep-talking.
"Mmm~. I don't like other men~. I wanna marry Toilet……."
Her hand in mine felt a bit rough, like from ten years of hard labor.
Her sleepy words were touching, yet they made my heart ache at the same time.
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A new morning dawned.
Thankfully, there was no repeat of yesterday's fiasco where Ruby barged in the moment I woke up.
After running around the department store all day with a sore body, she was probably taking a rest today.
Yeah, if Ruby had shown up while I was in bed with Amelia, that would've been a total disaster.
Anyway, I followed the busy Amelia—who'd gotten ready for work since morning—to the laundry room.
It was a holiday, but there wasn't anything special to do.
So, while delivering towels to the staff bathhouse on Deisy's errand, I checked the rules again.
"Toilet, what are you staring at so intently?"
Before heading back to the laundry, I reread the public bathhouse rules I'd seen before.
First: Upon entering the changing room, remove all clothing immediately!
Second: Do not cover your body with a towel!
Third: Ignore anyone filming secretly!
A naked female staff member—who'd slipped her hand into my pants and was fiddling with my cock—breathed hot air into my ear like she was tickling it and whispered, "See something weird~?"
My limp cock started swelling under her touch.
"It seems a bit off."
"What~?"
"This third rule. It's the women's bath—filming secretly is a crime, right?"
"Exactly. If this were a normal public bathhouse, that person would be dragged to jail for a meal of prison rice."
"But why do the staff here just let it slide? Doesn't it seem weird?"
I pointed at the rule sign with a puzzled look.
The woman stroking my now-hard cock through my pants pondered for a moment, then flashed a sinister smile I couldn't read.
"Really curious?"
Her cool nails grazing my cock sent an ominous chill through me.
Still, unable to contain my curiosity, I swallowed hard and nodded.
Seemingly thrilled by my slightly scared expression, she pressed her soft lips to my nape and murmured, "Mmm~. Nothing good comes from Toilet knowing. What to do~?"
