Chapter 86: Katarina [R-18] (4)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 86: Katarina [R-18] (4)
“Adopt Katarina’s siblings.”
I was in Ronwell’s office.
Leaning against the window, I watched the children marvel at the vast garden as I spoke.
“…This is rather sudden. Why should I do that?”
“Because it’s the only way you’ll live, at least for a while.”
Last night, after a long talk with Katarina, we decided to entrust the children to Ronwell.
We couldn’t take them with us on our journey, after all.
Katarina had been vehemently against the idea at first, but after my repeated persuasion, she finally nodded in agreement.
“Raise the children in the best possible environment.”
One of the reasons she was convinced was the environment. Unless they were the kind of hatchling that could thrive in a ditch, it was best for them to play in bigger waters from a young age if they were to grow into someone great.
But what kind of environment surrounded Katarina’s siblings?
The slums.
A place teeming with all sorts of losers and trash who had given up on living honestly and coveted what others had.
Even if they left the slums, the only place for the children to stay while Katarina was away was an orphanage…
And that was hardly a good environment either.
On the other hand, what about Ronwell’s family?
He was a count of the kingdom, from a line of merchant magnates who had amassed enormous wealth.
Power and money.
Once you have those, connections naturally follow.
In other words, it was the perfect environment for the children to pursue their dreams.
‘My only worry was that the kids might recognize Ronwell…’
Katarina said she was the only one who saw Ronwell’s face that day.
Thankfully, her siblings didn’t know.
“You’re the one who destroyed their family in the first place. You need to take proper responsibility.”
“…”
“The eldest, Henry, wants to be a knight. Assign a knight to train him systematically. Or send him to the Imperial Academy. The second, Brena, wants to marry a wonderful man. Set her up with a suitable noble or send her to the Imperial Academy. And the third…”
I told Ronwell about the dreams the children had always confided in me. They weren't difficult requests, so I was sure Ronwell could make them happen.
“If…”
After I finished talking about the children’s dreams, Ronwell spoke, his expression emotionless.
“If I raise the children well, as you say… do you think she could forgive me?”
His emotionless expression held a sliver of hope.
“No. You will never be forgiven.”
But for him, there wasn't even a sliver of hope.
Although various circumstances were involved, and he was Katarina’s biological father who had been helping her from the shadows…
“The fact that you killed her parents right before her eyes will never change. So abandon any useless expectations.”
Even now, at this very moment, Katarina probably wanted to kill Ronwell.
She was only holding back that impulse to wait until her inner turmoil subsided, and for the sake of her siblings.
Ronwell wore a bitter expression.
I watched him for a moment before tossing out a comment.
“Still… if you raise the children well and make them happy, she might not forgive you, but don't you think she'd at least allow you to watch her from afar when she becomes a dancer one day?”
Ronwell's eyebrow twitched, and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.
“…That would be more than enough.”
Soon, his expression returned to its usual impassivity.
“I must thank you once again. Things didn't turn out as I had hoped, but in a way, you've created an even better outcome.”
“Forget it. I didn't do it for you; it was all for Katarina. Instead of thanking me, just focus on raising the kids well.”
“…You are a good person, just as the rumors say. It's only natural that she would develop feelings for you.”
“Huh?”
Why did the conversation suddenly turn that way?
As I tilted my head in confusion, Ronwell looked at me with a very serious gaze and said, “However. Though I may not have the right to be her father, if you ever make her cry… I swear, I will stake everything I have to make you regret it.”
Ah, so that’s what this was about?
I let out a small laugh and replied, “If that's your concern, don't worry. I might make her cry in bed, but I'll make sure it never happens outside of it.”
“Is that so? That's a relief… Wait, what did you say?”
Ronwell, who had been nodding with a smile, suddenly froze.
“Did you just… say 'in bed'? S-Surely… that's not it, right? You're not even married yet… Surely…”
“Oops.”
Ronwell’s eyes trembled.
His face, which seemed like it would remain emotionless for a lifetime, turned beet red, like a volcano about to erupt.
“That bastard! Kill that bastard right now!”
The volcano erupted.
Ronwell’s hidden guards burst out and rushed toward me.
“Goddammit. Turns out he's a conservative father-in-law.”
I shattered the glass window and jumped out.
Even after escaping from Ronwell’s estate, I still had some time to kill before meeting the others at the port.
So I went to the Starlight Hall, requested Cassia, and entered a private room.
The private room was dark, with no windows.
However, a faint, crimson lantern on the wall illuminated the room, creating a sensual atmosphere.
I don’t know how long I waited.
-Creeak-
The door opened, and Cassia entered.
“You took your time, didn't you? I was starting to think you'd forgotten me.”
“Sorry, something came up.”
“Hehe, no need to apologize.”
As she caressed my cheek like I was a cute child, I noticed a gold bracelet on her arm that hadn't been there before.
That wasn't the only thing that had changed since last time.
Her outfit was also more revealing.
It had been quite risqué before, but at least you could still call it clothing. Now, however, aside from the black cloth covering her vital parts, all of her brown skin was exposed.
The various accessories she wore, like earrings and a belt, were just a bonus.
“By the way, is it always like this here? I was under the impression this was a place that sold dances, nominally at least.”
I said, looking around the sensual room.
Cassia smiled brightly.
“It is a place that sells dances. What are you thinking?”
Instead of bothering to answer, I caressed her waist and hips. She placed a hand on my chest and whispered in my ear.
“Stay still, won't you?”
Cassia gently lowered my hand from her hip, then began to dance, circling around me. Her fluid movements appeared and disappeared from my sight.
Her movements were different every time they came into view.
And with each movement, the way the crimson light fell on her skin changed as well.
Sometimes, it was her sensual face and the line of her neck.
Other times, her ripe cleavage and the smooth curve of her stomach.
And other times, the distinct line of her back and her wide hips.
Her provocative body was a feast for the eyes.
But Cassia didn't just please the eyes.
As she continued her dance, she would subtly brush against me.
Her fingertips tickled my body, her breasts grazed my back. And now, she was even pressing her rear into my groin.
My erect cock was wedged between her buttocks, and she flinched, stopping her dance.
She turned her head, a sly smile on her face.
“Oh my, you have quite the impressive package, don't you?”
“Quite?”
I gently rocked my hips, grinding my cock between her buttocks.
Cassia's smile deepened.
She responded in kind, moving her hips up and down. We swayed our hips in a motion that mimicked sex.
“How is it? Feel good?”
“It's quite good.”
“Hehe, you hold a grudge, don't you?”
“I can be like that sometimes.”
I reached out and took her chin. Just as I was about to kiss her, Cassia stopped me by placing her index finger on my lips.
“No more than this, Hero.”
Her eyes crinkled into a smile.
“What. You knew?”
I immediately pulled away from Cassia.
In response, Cassia approached me again with a smile dripping with sensuality. She pressed her large breasts against me and traced my chest with her fingertips.
“I may not look it, but I'm a first-class dancer. Finding out this much isn't difficult. Besides, you also knew about me when you came to see me, didn't you, Hero?”
“That's true. So what's your purpose in approaching me? Did Gis ask you to?”
“…It's nothing like that, so could you please move that menacing thing away?”
Cassia's expression hardened slightly as she looked at the dagger poking her side.
“Depends on what you say.”
“First of all, Gis didn't ask me to do this. That child… he doesn't contact me.”
I could hear the bitterness in her voice.
I considered whether she was telling the truth and quickly decided she was. From what I knew, Gis despised his biological mother.
“So you approached me on your own?”
“That's right.”
“Not a very good decision. If you have any decent information network, you should know that Gis and I don't get along.”
“Of course I know. That's why I'm providing this service.”
“What?”
As I furrowed my brow in confusion, Cassia smiled and buried her face in the nape of my neck.
“I heard Gis has caused you a lot of trouble. As his mother, I'd like to apologize. Please, find it in your heart to forgive my Gis. In return, I'll take responsibility for pleasing you today…”
Kiss.
Cassia kissed the nape of my neck.
With her hand, she stroked my cock over my pants.
I let out a hollow laugh and pushed her away.
“Forget it. It's not like you'll go all the way, right?”
“…I am Cassia, a first-class dancer. One who has held this position for over ten years. It's a bit much to say myself, but I'm a legend among dancers. Even royalty can't receive this level of service from me.”
“A scarecrow king, what do you expect.”
I started walking toward the exit.
What a waste of time.
I was about to leave and had just grabbed the doorknob when she spoke.
“My mouth! I'll use my mouth!”
Cassia shouted urgently.
Her words made me pause.
“Your mouth?”
Fellatio?
That was something Katarina wouldn't do.
I had asked a few times, but she always refused, disgusted, asking how she could possibly put that in her mouth.
“Yes, my mouth. I can't go all the way… but I can do as much as you want with my mouth.”
Perhaps taking my pause as a positive sign, Cassia's voice regained its composure. She spoke in a thick, ripe tone.
“You can look forward to it. My skills are incomparable to the clumsy imitations of the younger girls.”
Clumsy fellatio?
I imagined Katarina giving me fellatio.
Her face as she takes my cock into her mouth with a reluctant expression, as if she has no choice. Her eyes looking up to gauge my reaction as she licks it clumsily, full of revulsion.
“Dammit, I shouldn't have been wasting my time in a place like this.”
I kicked the door open and ran out.
Cassia repeatedly shouted my name from behind, but she was already out of my mind.
After searching all over the port, I finally found Katarina and Shedia looking at the seafood. I was about to run straight to her when a thought stopped me.
‘How should I convince her?’
If I just bluntly ask for fellatio, it'll be no different from last time. If I keep pestering her, she might give in, but that would probably take a long time.
As I was pondering how to get my cock in Katarina's mouth, they spotted me and approached first.
“What are you doing over there?”
Just as I was about to answer Katarina, Shedia held out her palm in front of me.
“What? Why?”
“The Moonstone!” Shedia replied, her eyes sparkling.
Ah, right. I did promise to give it to her.
I took the Moonstone I had in my pocket.
“One hand?”
Shedia immediately held out her other hand as well.
I nodded.
“That's right. When you receive something from an adult, you should use two hands.”
“…It's not like there's much of an age difference between us.”
“I'm older than you, so be quiet.”
I silenced Katarina, who was muttering beside me, cleared my throat, and dropped the Moonstone onto Shedia's palms.
The corners of Shedia's mouth, which had stretched to her ears, froze.
“What… is this…?”
“What is it? It's a piece of the Moonstone. Don't worry, I cut it neatly into eight pieces, so a craftsman should be able to put it back together for you. Wow, our Shedia only needs to collect seven more pieces now, huh?”
“…”
Shedia's face went cold.
The light vanished from her sparkling eyes.
Soon, her vacant, lightless eyes turned to me.
They were the eyes of someone about to commit murder.