Just the Two of Us, A Devoted Mother
The square was always bustling no matter when you visited. Marei closed his eyes and slowly tilted his head, listening. The chatter of people gave him a strangely comforting feeling.
“They say there was a heavy downpour in the south. Maybe it’s best to buy shares in food-related companies…”
“Since the beastmen aren’t showing any particular movements, shouldn’t we wait a little longer? Last time we jumped in too hastily and only took losses before running away.”
The conversation spilling from the two girls carrying bags was far too sophisticated for their apparent age. Marei found it both fascinating and slightly frightening. He never noticed any gap when they were in class or talking to him, but whenever he overheard them like this, it felt as though these boys and girls—who weren’t much older than him—knew an enormous amount about the world.
Watching the two girls walk away, Marei finally snapped back to reality. He had come to the square full of anticipation, but the musician he had seen before was nowhere to be found these days. And the sight of his peers discussing topics he could barely understand only left him feeling utterly deflated.
Labella had told him not to worry, that he could take his time learning everything, and had comforted him with her body. Still, the impatience of feeling like he was already too late was impossible to shake.
“Haa… haa… There you are.”
“Celine-senpai?”
The girl holding a violin case waved at him with a small smile. She set down the tiny bag she had been carrying beside Marei. Her slightly labored breathing from running over resembled gentle, rippling waves.
“I’m not sure if this will help, but these are the notes I used when I was studying. I organized them to be easy to understand, so I hope you can reference them.”
“You came all this way just to give me this…?”
“No, I had a personal errand. You sit here every day, right? I brought them just in case, and I’m glad I found you.”
Celine spoke as if they saw each other often. Marei wondered if he had really stood out that much to her, but he had no particular memory of ever noticing her before.
“Th-thank you. I thought you were going to give them to me on Friday…”
“I was planning to, but I happened to have business in the square. I figured you’d be here around this time, so I brought them. I have my own schedule to keep, so I should get going. Study hard, okay? Princess’s fiancé?”
Celine gave a faint smile and quickly disappeared across the square.
“Sorry, sorry I’m late!”
“No, you came quickly.”
Marei glanced at the clock in the square. Sweat beaded on Gilia’s forehead, her face full of apology. She kept smoothing her hair down, taking long breaths in and out as she tried to steady her breathing.
“There you go using polite speech again. Talk comfortably. It feels super~ burdensome.”
At Gilia’s exaggerated tone, Marei smiled and nodded. He downed the rest of the milk tea in his cup in one gulp and stood up. As soon as he rose with the empty cup, a server who had appeared out of nowhere took it and disappeared inside.
“What class did you have today?”
“Professor Julia and I talked about the empire’s Northern Front and Southern Front.”
“Private lessons sound so nice~. We’re stuck learning military history and playing war games with wars from hundreds of years ago… Modern war theory, though…”
Julia had looked incredibly envious when she heard Marei say he had no textbook. Marei could only smile bitterly. Since it was impossible for her to pay individual attention to every single student, Julia had created a curriculum that followed ‘normal’ educational methods as closely as possible. Of course, she made them write mandatory reports on military history and criticism before letting them play war games, which had drawn quite a bit of criticism…
Naturally, what Marei was learning wasn’t war theory, military science, or tactics. It was mainly the list of those responsible for the major fronts, their roles, and how they influenced the central political circle. But there was no reason to tell anyone but his women about such things. Deviating from the ordinary was, after all, a kind of poison.
“Ah, Lady Labella… I’m so excited. Marei, do I look weird anywhere?”
Gilia spun around once in place. When Marei said he didn’t see anything strange, she told him to look more carefully, grabbed the hem of her skirt, and twirled again. Her pink panties flashed into view, but Marei pretended not to notice and simply smiled.
“An invitation to dinner at her home… It feels like a dream…!”
“You’re that happy about it?”
“Of course~! Most nobles couldn’t even imagine getting an invitation like this. Not to some outside venue, but to the family residence itself!”
As Gilia strode forward with energetic steps, Marei followed behind her. Was an invitation to dinner really something to be this thrilled about? The innocent boy still carried the sensibilities of someone from a rural village behind the barrier.
“I used to really hate the words ‘old connections, school connections, blood connections’… but now that I’m the one benefiting, I finally understand why Father kept singing the praises of the military academy. Hehe~!”
“What kind of person is Count Marita?”
Gilia’s footsteps suddenly stopped. Marei looked at her; she opened her mouth slightly, then closed it tightly. Soon she shrugged with a smile.
“Well… I don’t think he’s a good person…”
“Huh?”
“It’s just… I don’t really know either.”
It seemed Gilia didn’t want to talk about her father. Marei nodded moderately and matched his pace to hers. Strangely, no conversation passed between the two of them after that.
“Marei~! You’re late! How was class today?”
The moment the green-haired girl ran toward the boy beside her, Gilia turned her head in surprise.
“M-mom… w-wait… I can’t breathe…”
There was only one person the boy of the Pawen family would call “mother.”
“Lady Labella de Pawen…”
“Hm? You are…”
The expressionless, rigid tone she used with Gilia. To others, she was always a coldly intellectual beauty, but in front of him, she was a seductive woman who shook her hips and whispered love with complete submission.
“Hello! M-my name is Gilia Marita.”
“Nice to meet you. I am Labella de Pawen.”
When Labella extended her hand, Gilia shook it with both of hers. Labella simply gave a light nod in return.
“Thank you so much for inviting me to dinner today…!”
“Something urgent came up, so I’m afraid we’ll have to postpone the meal.”
At Labella’s sudden cancellation, Gilia stared at her, mouth agape. She looked more heartbroken than merely disappointed. Just as Marei was about to say something, Labella pulled out a wallet from her pocket.
“Since you’re a child of the Marita family and preparing for the military academy, you must have many questions for me. Come visit anytime. Show this to the guard at the main gate and they’ll escort you… Hm, let’s see… I should have time on Thursday and Friday mornings. Could you come then? If you’re busy, I’ll let you know when I have openings next week.”
Labella handed over a business card with an apologetic expression. Gilia accepted it with both hands and shook her head frantically as if to say it was perfectly fine.
“Yes! Yes! Would Thursday morning be possible?”
“Come whenever you like. I’ll keep Thursday morning open for you.”
“Th-thank you so much!!”
At Gilia’s loud reply, Labella simply smiled as if she were adorable.
“No need to thank me. I’m sorry for canceling so suddenly. If you have time for lunch on Thursday as well, I’d like to have a meal together.”
“R-really?”
Labella gave a light nod and smiled. Compared to the expressions she showed Marei, it might have seemed slightly cold, but only her young son—who saw her smile with pure ecstasy every day—could tell the difference.
Gilia bowed repeatedly in gratitude before quickly retracing her steps. Labella showed no interest in the retreating brown-haired girl and instead turned her attention to the young boy beside her.
“I was worried about how well you were adapting to school life, but it seems you’re doing fine. Master?”
“W-we’re outside, Mom…”
When Marei muttered quietly, Labella covered her mouth and let out a soft giggle.
“Marei, how was today’s lesson?”
“I just learned various things from Professor Julia. The situations in the north and south, stories about Commander Schwaben and General Pahu. They seem like incredible people.”
At the sight of Julia gently pulling his hand, Marei naturally began walking beside her.
“General Pahu is certainly a man worthy of respect as a soldier. He is someone I personally admire as well. I remember he had a great interest in music. Though he rarely comes down from the Northern Front.”
“What about General Schwaben?”
“It’s best not to associate with a bitch in heat. Marei.”
The starkly different assessments of General Pahu and Commander Schwaben left Marei nodding in a daze. He was almost curious enough to meet the man in person just to see what kind of person could make both Julia and Labella react with such disgust.
“Oh, right. Grandmother says she wants to see you again. She contacted me personally this morning and suggested the three of us have a meal together.”
“Are we heading to the castle now?”
If so, he could understand why she had sent Gilia away.
“Haha, unlike how she appears to others, Grandmother is actually quite considerate. She isn’t the type to push ahead without considering my schedule or yours. I’m thinking we might go on Thursday or Friday. What do you think, Marei?”
“……It doesn’t matter to me.”
A ticklish sensation on his palm made him lift his hand slightly. Labella was playfully scratching it with her finger. Marei unconsciously took another step closer to her, drawn by the strange feeling.
“Oh dear, Marei. Are you tired?”
“Y-yes? No, it’s just… um…”
With a concerned expression, Labella leaned down slightly and blew gently into Marei’s ear.
“Hng…!”
When Marei’s body trembled, she smiled softly and continued walking while holding his hand as if nothing had happened. Marei followed behind Labella’s brisk steps, unable to tear his eyes away from her hips, which swayed mysteriously from side to side.
I want to touch her. He wanted to spread her legs wide right now, thrust his clone inside her, and thoroughly punish this naughty mother who kept teasing him. The thought wouldn’t leave his head. He forced out the heavy breath that had settled in his chest, and hot air rushed out in a burst.
“Aren’t we going home?”
“Ah, we have somewhere to go, Marei. You have to endure even if it’s painful, understand?”
Labella’s provocation—slipping her tongue out to lick her lower lip with a smile—drove Marei nearly insane. He stared blankly at the overly large gate, his feet refusing to move. After checking that no one was around, he pressed close to Labella’s side and quietly grabbed her ass.
“A-ah…! M-Marei… we’re outside.”
“There’s no one here, so I’ll just touch a little. It’s okay, right, Mom?”
Despite having been the one seducing him moments ago, Labella now acted as if nothing had happened—or rather, as if she were trying to escape. Marei spread his fingers as wide as possible and squeezed the soft, plump flesh of her ass. Unlike the smooth surface of her tight skirt against his palm, the way his fingers sank into the yielding flesh made Marei’s eyes widen.
“Labella, are you not wearing panties?”
“Ah… Yes… Yes… If you squeeze so hard… ngh…!”
Labella pretended to dislike it and resist, but she kept pausing her steps to make it easier for her young son to touch her. The mischievous mother who had been teasing him by moving around earlier couldn’t withstand the boy’s touch any longer and quickly walked toward the car. Her eyes darted around nervously, afraid someone might see.
“M-Marei. That’s enough now…”
“Hm? There’s no one around… Just once more… okay?”
Marei glanced around once more to confirm they were alone, then slid his fingers past the curve of her ass and reached the increasingly wet slit between her legs. Labella let out a gush of love juices and pressed her beautifully shaped rear even more firmly against the boy’s hand.
“Nngh… ngh…!”
The strange, damp texture of her soaked stockings and the way his fingertips ruthlessly scraped across her dripping folds made her heavy heels lift slightly before dropping again with a sharp clack.
“Since Mom seduced me first, you know this is Mom’s fault, right?”
“Ah, mmm… Yes… This lewd mother seduced Marei…”
Labella’s thighs trembled violently as she drenched the young boy’s hand that was caressing her pussy. Satisfied by the warm, sticky fluid, Marei led her into the familiar car. It looked exactly like a male dragging a conquered female back to his nest.
“Then you know you have to be thoroughly punished… right?”
“Yes…”
Seeing Labella’s ears turn bright red with shy embarrassment, Marei recalled how she had cum like a bitch in heat yesterday. At the sight of her son taking the lead with even more confidence than usual, Labella swallowed dryly several times as she was pushed into the parked car by his hand.
Anticipating the pleasure of being taken immediately and imagining a more fully matured Marei as a male in the future, Labella subtly lifted her legs. The back seat wasn’t quite wide enough for the two of them to stretch their legs fully during sex, but it wasn’t too cramped either. As Labella fell back onto the seat, Marei looked satisfied. He gently folded her legs and positioned himself between them in an M-shape.
Bang…! The car door slammed shut.