Chapter 260
Chapter 260
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: Chapter 262
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From a young age, Grace had always been quite shy.
But separately from that, she had a strong tendency to hide her shyness by pretending to be tough.
That behavior sometimes felt like a girl bluffing, and other times it came off as an annoying reaction.
But one thing was certain...
"I'm feeling amazing. Watching the other person's reaction is really fun, and my body just feels so good."
"I-is that so..."
"It's worlds apart from doing it alone, you know?"
"R-really?"
She was incredibly pretty.
To be precise, "cute" suited her looks far better than "pretty."
Her face stood out more for its youthful cuteness than any maturity.
"Doing it alone feels good too, but when I see the other person's reaction, I don't know... I just get so happy? It gets me really excited."
"Happy..."
"My body feels amazing, but honestly... it's that mental connection or whatever? That seems to be the biggest part."
To be honest, I wanted to tell her straight up about all the things I'd done with the other girls.
Like the play with Ivana recently, or what I'd been doing with Rozalin.
There was so much to talk about.
But for now, it was best to beat around the bush and soften my words.
After all, Grace was a total beginner.
"Pfft, want to try it with Grace?"
"W-what!?"
"Just once wouldn't hurt, right? It's just between girls, so no pregnancy risk or anything. A little taste... no problem at all, yeah?"
"What are you even saying all of a sudden...!"
I leaned in close to Grace as I said it.
Oh, and of course, I placed a hand on her thigh.
Our Grace was super shy, and I figured she might try to bolt.
So I deliberately put my hand there to keep her from running.
Of course... given how curious she seemed, it didn't feel like she'd actually flee.
"Grace, you've never dated anyone else?"
"Me...? No..."
"Pfft, really? Someone as pretty as you? How have you never dated even once? I can buy it during the Academy days, but after that, no one approached you?"
"Not really... I wasn't interested."
"Hmm... You really had zero interest? Separate from whether there's anyone you're into, what about naughty stuff... no interest there?"
"Huh...?"
"Pfft... Like what?"
"I-I..."
Grace avoiding my eyes was quite the sight.
She was shy to begin with, but today her reactions felt especially cute.
At the same time, I was completely ignoring her sister, who was collapsed beside us.
More like, I didn't have the spare attention for it.
"Grace, you masturbate normally, right?"
"......"
"It's fine to be honest. I'm not teasing you or anything."
"Y-yeah, I do..."
"How often? A few times a week?"
"...Twice? Maybe three...?"
"Hmm..."
She actually answered honestly.
I was a bit surprised, honestly... but it made me happy.
It was a great reaction that Grace was being even a little proactive in this situation.
"How do you do it?"
"H-huh?"
"Like tickling your clit with your fingers, or pressing down hard with bunched-up fingers. Or maybe slipping a finger inside a bit?"
"E-even that...?"
"I'm just curious, that's all. And I've already shared my embarrassing stories. Wouldn't it be a bit unfair if Grace stayed quiet?"
"B-but still..."
It was sophistry.
But Grace was slowly starting to buy into my nonsense.
In the end, our Grace had never really resisted skinship with me from way back.
If anything, her shyness and other thoughts had probably reduced any resistance.
From before, whenever I'd done something even a little naughty, she'd get super embarrassed but never actually hate it.
"How do you usually do it?"
"...Just lightly around the entrance... Ngh...?"
"Pffthaha, so cute?"
"W-what's..."
"What else? I'm saying you're cute, Grace."
"No, I'm not..."
Whether that answer was a lie or the truth, it was undeniably cute.
She wasn't a kid anymore... a woman in her twenties, just around the entrance.
I couldn't help but grin.
"How could you not be cute, Grace? You're so pretty and adorable."
"Why are you saying weird stuff all of a sudden...?"
"Why do you think?"
I asked with a huge grin.
She wasn't the type who wouldn't get the situation.
Our Grace might be innocently pure, but...
"......"
"Pfft..."
She definitely wasn't an idiot.
If anything, she was the type with a sneaky amount of interest and thoughts about this stuff.
Just look at how intently she was focusing on my weird topic from the start, ears perked up.
"Pervert?"
"N-no, I'm not...!"
"I never said you were a pervert, Grace."
"You're... just toying with me...?"
"Not at all. It's just that your reactions are too cute. More like teasing than toying?"
"...Same difference."
"Hehe."
Well, she wasn't wrong.
Toying or teasing, it wasn't much different.
But doing this was all part of a process... to claim Grace.
That was it.
Even this situation where I kept teasing her like this was helping her infer what my harem or relationship with me might be like.
It was the opposite of rigid or serious—far from it.
That's just the type of person I was from the start.
"Grace, have you ever kissed?"
"H-huh?!"
"Just curious. Ah, since you've never dated, maybe no kissing yet?"
"Why ask about kissing out of nowhere?!"
"Just curious. If you'd been defiled by someone else, I'd be really, really... sad?"
"H-huh...?"
By now, the hand touching Grace wasn't just on her thigh anymore.
One hand on her thigh, the other on her shoulder.
"What are you even saying all of a sudden...? Why would you be sad?"
"Pffhaha... What do you think?"
"S-stop saying weird things..."
"Why do you think it's weird?"
"Because it is...? This stuff..."
"Which part?"
This style of constantly demanding answers was tough to handle in so many ways.
Even if they answered, I'd hit them with another question demanding more, repeating the cycle.
Honestly, even I thought it was a bit sneaky.
"...I don't know."
"Do you hate me doing this to you, Grace?"
"......"
"I get it. The me in your mind probably isn't that great. If I were you, I'd hate a guy who sleeps around with women freely too."
"I never said that..."
"Like suddenly doing naughty things with people you've been close to forever, like Ivana or Lize."
"...What?"
That's when I dropped another shock.
Extending the hint about someone Grace would know.
To keep her hesitating Grace from thinking other thoughts.
"Ivana...?"
"Yeah?"
"Nordal, that... her...?"
"Yeah, exactly. It just kinda happened."
"......"
The name Ivana held more value than I'd thought.
Not just because she was a duke's daughter, but to us, she was that blunt, cool, yet good friend.
That's the vibe Ivana gave off.
Even back in the Academy, she never had any rough edges, just a bit quirky... the type who seemed like she'd never care much about romance in life.
But hearing that such an Ivana had gotten together with me.
That had to be shocking for Grace, who'd known her since Academy days.
Not just Grace—probably Karen, dozing now, or Ella back in Niesista Territory too.
"...Who started it...?"
"What do you think?"
"......"
"Y-you, her..."
"Take your time. It's fine."
I gave her space to speak slowly.
Demanding an instant answer wouldn't get an honest one anyway.
"...She was okay with it?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"You're not just doing it with her, right...? You said you did it with the maid too... just now."
"Ahahaha."
It definitely wasn't anything ordinary.
Even I knew the relationships I was building weren't common.
But.
"She said no problem?"
"...Really?"
"Yeah, I brought it up first from the beginning. And she had almost no resistance."
"......"
Of course, I hadn't mentioned Rozalin yet.
That one was a hurdle even higher than SM play, harem, or yuri for Grace...
I knew that much.
"So, what do you think about kissing?"
I asked once more.
I'd already shared plenty, and given enough time.
"What did she... do?"
"Who? Ivana?"
"...Yeah."
Why bring up Ivana?
Was she jealous of Ivana?
Like Ella had been before.
The memories bubbling up made it kinda fun.
"Hmm... We kissed, yeah. And more than that."
"...Do it."
"Do what? I have no idea."
"Kiss...! Do it!"
"Pfft, for real?"
"You don't want to...? With me... you don't want to?"
Her gaze dropping submissively was just, so... incredibly endearing.
Maybe because Grace's voice was getting louder?
Karen, collapsed a bit away from the drunken stupor, was starting to twitch faintly.
Not fully sitting up, but definitely not just sleeping anymore.
The exact situation I'd hoped for and waited for.
Thank goodness I hadn't let her drink too excessively.
"Come closer, part your lips a little."
"O-oh...?"
"Pffhaha... Yeah, like that. Stay still... okay?"
Karen slowly, quietly shifting, turning her head this way.
Watching that, I decided to go for real.
"Mmchuu..."
"Hmph?!"
Realizing Karen was starting to watch, even though I'd planned to go gentle like with Ella...
"Chuuup, chu. Chuuup..."
I ended up deep-kissing her without thinking.
Well, after the kiss, seeing Grace totally spaced out and out of it... she seemed to like it too.
Probably?