Chapter 252
Chapter 252
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Ivana's Secret Experiment
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After closing my eyes and turning my body toward Ivana, I began pretending to sleep.
Ivana quietly read her book.
My eyes were closed, but that didn't mean I couldn't hear the rustling sounds coming from beside me.
In fact, they were far clearer than I'd expected.
"Huu...."
Lying there, feigning sleep... small moans began to drift in from next to me.
There were no soft rubbing sounds like she was touching her body.
Just moans akin to slightly deep exhales.
It was the sound of Ivana breathing out like that as she read the text, the sentences, the book—the erotic novel.
It felt less like simple exhales and more like sounds laced with considerable excitement.
Well, she'd been reading erotica for hours now.
It wasn't incomprehensible for her body to heat up to some degree.
"Eh, why the butt...."
She muttered to herself while reading, letting out sharp inhales.
She also exhaled deeply with a "huu."
"Hit it...."
Ah, was she reading SM yuri right now?
There were so many sensual novels stacked in the mansion's library that even I got confused.
Most of them were yuri anyway, so it didn't matter much.
"Weird...."
And yet, Ivana kept reading the novel diligently despite saying that.
It honestly felt thrilling—like slowly corrupting a truly innocent girl to my tastes.
To the point where her panties might even be a little wet?
Her current nightgown was so short and thin that just lifting the hem a bit... might make it noticeable.
Of course, with the blanket fully covering us now, Ivana had no clue.
"...Does it feel good... if hit?"
"......."
She pondered the question to herself, quietly turning the page.
I listened to all those sounds, holding back the grin tugging at my lips as best I could.
If I'd known it would turn out like this, I should've lain facing away from Ivana.
Of course, the whole point of positioning my body toward her was to fuel her imagination—or dirty thoughts.
"Huu.... Eut, huu."
Page-turning sounds and breaths filtered in slowly.
Then, a slightly new sound reached my ears.
The sound of skin being gently touched.
Her thigh, maybe? Or her arm? She was stroking somewhere softly.
Was she about to masturbate?
I'd told her I was going to sleep, but... even I wouldn't find it easy to masturbate next to a friend.
I was a little curious what Ivana would do.
I kept my ears wide open, stifling my laughter, breathing quietly.
"Huu.... Hu...."
Ivana exhaled slowly.
What was she up to?
"Huu...."
The blanket draped slightly over my body shifted a bit.
She'd probably pulled down the part covering her own body.
Then came a soft "tok" as she set what was probably the book down right in front of my face.
With my eyes closed, relying solely on sound made it a bit tricky to judge.
-Slap...!
"Hyaat...."
A light smack against skin.
Her thigh?
Her butt?
I couldn't tell exactly, but it didn't feel like a thinner area with less flesh, like her arm.
No way... had she read the erotica I'd given her and, out of curiosity, smacked her own body?
Had she really tried out some SM from the novel...?
"......."
"...Doesn't feel particularly good."
"......."
"Maybe it's different if someone else does it."
I was genuinely impressed deep down.
This reaction was something I truly hadn't anticipated.
If she'd done anything at all, I'd have guessed masturbation.
I never imagined she'd spank her own body like this, so for a moment, I nearly moved.
"...To begin with, girls doing this to each other is weird, and hitting the butt is... way too weird."
She was seriously so lewd.
No, even knowing how innocent Ivana was in this regard... this was beyond anything I'd expected.
I'd only given her yuri erotica to pique her interest a bit.
Yet while I pretended to sleep beside her, she'd gone and spanked herself....
"Hyeut...."
And she kept caressing her own skin like that.
She was so lewd.
If I pounced on her right now, wouldn't she just nod along in agreement?
Even with her scary red eyes trembling in fear, it felt like she wouldn't resist me at all.
Afterward, if I just held her warmly, she'd probably smile happily.
It was getting hard to hold back.
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"Wow...."
"Hehe, how is it? Good, right?"
"Impressive. It's on par with those times in the capital when we had occasional meetings with the imperial family."
"That good?"
"Different style, but... it really suits my tastes."
"Fufu...."
We set aside Ivana's quiet, secretive reading time for the moment.
Afterward, we spent the time normally until we finished dinner, then returned to the room where Ivana was staying.
Dinner with Rozalin and Ashley had been nice too... but what mattered was this time alone together.
The confusion from the books she'd read during the day would have settled down a bit by now, and she'd probably mulled over all sorts of thoughts related to them.
I figured spending time eating snacks just the two of us would be perfect.
"By the way, you really love fried food, huh? Honestly, you didn't strike me as the type to go that crazy for it."
"No, it's really well done. The batter looks so pretty too. And the sauces smell amazing."
"Fuhe...."
Was that story about her loving fried food true after all?
I'd had most of the late-night snacks prepared to her tastes.
Seeing her react so enthusiastically was surprisingly cute.
It wasn't often that Ivana showed such a big reaction, which made it even better.
"Glad you like it, Miss Ivana."
"...Thanks."
"Shall I pour the drinks first? It's low-proof, and the taste is definitely sweet—should be good."
"Alcohol.... If you say so, Camellia, then sure."
"Fuhe...."
It felt like taming a wolf, and it was enjoyable.
Ivana, who used to be pretty cold and curt with me before, had become like this before I knew it. It was quite surprising.
Of course, "taming" wasn't the right word—more like we'd grown close.
But I couldn't help feeling a bit of that sentiment.
Her looks were wolfish too—rather cold and intimidating.
"It's lemon-flavored liquor. Just sip it like wine."
"Thanks."
"No big deal. I just want to have fun with you, Miss Ivana. Late-night snacks without drinks would feel lacking, right?"
I said that as I poured some into my own glass too.
Seducing Ivana was fun, but the snacks on the table looked delicious too.
They suited her tastes more than mine, sure.
"How do you like staying at my mansion, Miss Ivana?"
"It's fun."
"Good to hear."
"Way more comfortable and secure than living up north."
"Fuhe."
We ate the snacks and drank while chatting like that.
The atmosphere was very relaxed.
Even if some super weird topic came up in conversation, we could just laugh it off— that's how comfortable it was.
The polar opposite of serious.
We kept the casual conversation going in that vibe, and then.
"The novel today was... pretty fun too."
"...?"
Ivana brought it up first.
I hadn't prompted her or anything—she just volunteered it.
"Um... it was weird, but since you recommended it, Camellia, I figured it'd be good to say that...."
"Did you enjoy reading it?"
"...It was readable."
"Hmm...?"
What was this?
I'd never expected her to bring it up in a situation like this.
I'd planned to be the one to raise the topic first, then slowly draw out questions from a shy Ivana—like trying out scenes from the novel.
"Compared to the books I usually read, it's such a different genre... still not used to it."
"But?"
"I read it... enjoyably."
Her pale face flushed red as she said it.
Seeing that, I was now certain.
Even if I did something naughty to Ivana right here today, there wouldn't be any issues at all.
"You definitely read it diligently while I was asleep, right? You kept going even after I woke up."
"Ah...."
"I had no idea what you'd think. Glad you took it positively."
Really.
"...Yeah."
We hadn't drunk that much.
Ivana wasn't the type to enjoy alcohol much to begin with, and she'd eaten more of the snacks the cooks prepared than anything.
But now, there was no need to keep eating, right?
We'd already had dinner, and these snacks were probably plenty.
"...Camellia?"
With those thoughts, I slowly stood from my seat.
Ivana, sitting across from me, began looking at me with puzzled eyes.
By this point... surely Ivana could guess what was coming.
"Why... all of a sudden... is something wrong...?"
"You still don't get it?"
"What are you—hng...?"
"You really have no idea?"
I sat down slowly beside Ivana, placing my hand on her thigh.
She'd already changed into nightclothes, so there was no thick fabric to block the touch.
"Why do you think I'm approaching you like this, Miss Ivana?"
"......."
"No idea?"
"......."
She quietly shook her head side to side at my question.
Good thing she knew.
After all, this was Ivana—who'd read erotica next to her friend and even tried spanking her own body.
Unlike with Ella, she'd probably anticipated a situation like this far more.
"Of course. You read the novel so diligently and even tried out the scenes on your own body, Miss Ivana. I expected you'd know."
"Huh?"
"Fuhe.... I just never imagined you'd actually slap yourself."
I told her about the thing she must've thought I wouldn't know.
For Ivana, she'd probably only been thinking about the fact that she'd read the novel.
But... something far more stimulating had happened, hadn't it?
"I've never..."
"Naughty, aren't you?"
"......."
She couldn't finish her words.
Savoring the sight, I lifted the hand I'd placed on her thigh just a bit.
And then.
-Slap!
"Hyaak...!?"
I smacked Ivana's pretty thigh.
Oh, and just so you know—it jiggled tremendously, of course.