Chapter 344
Chapter 344
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 344
Chapter Title: Reincarnated as the Plum Blossom Sword Master in a Count's Family
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“……”
“……”
We quietly gazed into each other's eyes.
The mood was set. I leaned forward to kiss Elaine again. But she raised her left hand to block my mouth.
“...Yu-jin. We don't have time for this. The soldiers who escaped will report the situation to the noble family that rules this area.”
“Yes. They'll probably come chasing us soon.”
“Right. So we need to pack our things and run. No matter how strong you are, taking on hundreds alone is impossible.”
“You're right. But Mother, I need your answer right now. Will you be my woman from now on?”
Her face flushed even deeper at my blunt words.
“...Do I really have to say it for you to get it?”
“I want to hear it clearly. Mother.”
“...I'm your woman, Yu-jin. I love you too. But... how long are you going to keep calling me Mother?”
“Ah, well... I've gotten used to the title... Sorry. Elaine. I'll work on fixing that quickly. Elaine.”
Of course, it was just empty words.
I planned to keep calling her Mother on purpose.
'That way, the thrill of the taboo hits harder!'
With only the bare minimum of luggage, Elaine and I fled the farmhouse.
Our primary destination was south.
Beyond the southern plains lay a vast forest—perfect for evading and shaking off knights on horseback. It was also relatively close to the border.
My crime was murdering a noble. No village in this country would be safe. Our only option was to flee to another nation—and a distant one at that. Even nearby countries might send mercenaries or assassins.
'Well, this life ends in four days anyway.'
Just before entering the forest, Elaine and I glanced back.
“Looks like knights are kicking up dust as they charge this way. Around ten of them... No mana in this world, so maybe we could take them if we fought...”
“Hah. Yu-jin, what kind of nonsense is that? You don't have mana either. Those soldiers you killed and these knights—their gear is on a whole different level. Come on, into the forest, quick.”
Even though it was daytime, we plunged into the dark forest. We moved blindly at first, needing to lose the pursuing knights. Whenever we encountered beasts along the way, I stepped up and slew them with the sword I'd brought.
Rather than hiding the carcasses, I left them be. Our priority was crossing the border fast. Once over it, knights and soldiers couldn't pursue recklessly due to diplomatic issues.
As evening fell, the temperature plummeted. We pushed through the forest path until night, then, when exhaustion hit, leaned against a tree trunk and took turns sleeping.
With my back against the tree, I pulled Elaine into my arms. We had only one blanket, and preserving body heat was a convenient excuse.
And of course, I wasn't about to stay still.
“Mm...”
I kissed Elaine. My hand, wrapped around her back, naturally drifted toward her ample breasts. The moment my palm cupped them over her clothes, she pulled back slightly from the kiss.
“No.”
“...Pardon?”
“No need for that shocked look. I'm still your woman. But... we're being hunted. And this is the middle of a forest...”
I nodded as she trailed off with excuses, her eyes wavering. I understood. She was still awkward about it. Unfamiliar. Kissing and sex were worlds apart. She had an instinctive aversion to me—probably because she couldn't shake the idea of me as her son.
The solution was simple: make her get used to it.
“Got it. But instead, Elaine... just my hands on your breasts. Can I?”
“...”
“I want to confirm right now that you're my woman. Prove it. But given the situation, I'll hold back. So, can I touch your breasts?”
“...Hah. Fine. If you want it that badly... breasts are okay.”
“Thank you! Mother!”
“...Mother again.”
“Ah. Slip of the tongue.”
I slipped my hand under her top with feigned innocence.
“Eek!?”
Elaine startled and grabbed my wrists with both hands.
“W-wait. Why inside my clothes?”
“That's where your breasts are.”
“Well, true, but...”
“You already gave permission, Mother.”
“Hng...”
I ignored her protests and slid my hand deeper inside. Soft, yielding flesh met my fingers. I spread my palm and gripped her breast.
“Haah...”
It was too massive for one hand. Hidden by her clothes, but my fingers must have sunk into the plush mound.
Blushing deeply, Elaine bowed her head and rested it on my shoulder. I fondled her like a caress, continuously. Her once-soft nipple hardened enough to catch on my fingers. Even her areola swelled slightly.
Proportional to her large breasts, her nipples and areolas were generous, with subtle bumps on the areola that felt textured when rubbed.
“Eek. Ahng...”
At some point, Elaine desperately swallowed her moans. The more she did, the harder I tormented her breasts.
“Hngh...! Uhng...”
Her body trembled sporadically. I knew she'd climaxed from her breasts alone but pretended not to notice.
[Elaine's Erogenous Zones: Left Nipple, Neck]
Day seven.
We still hadn't escaped the forest. It was far larger than expected.
And the knights and soldiers pursuing us hadn't given up, still scouring for us. Having killed a noble, they'd hunt us relentlessly.
That evening, two knights spotted us. Luckily alone, I dispatched them swiftly and fled the scene.
Along the way, I carried a weary Elaine on my back. I got to legally grope her moon-like buttocks. They fit perfectly in my hands. Of course, she was embarrassed.
Day eight.
We seemed to have shaken the knights and soldiers. The problem was they'd find us eventually. We had to reach the border quickly.
And I kept attempting skinship with Elaine. At first flustered, then annoyed, she eventually gave in and accepted it.
At night, I fondled her breasts and suckled her nipples like a newborn babe.
Day nine.
Torrential rain poured down. We were soaked to the bone, but it wasn't all bad. Such heavy rain would hinder our pursuers. We sheltered under a massive tree, embracing for warmth.
Day ten. The final day.
The downpour from the sky showed no sign of stopping.
I was getting anxious. We'd return to our original world by evening, but we hadn't consummated yet. Hadn't crossed that final line. If we went back like this, we'd revert to our old relationship.
I needed a plan. Maybe push harder.
In the afternoon, we finally emerged from the forest.
But rather than joy, Elaine and I were dumbfounded.
A hill and a dilapidated church stood before us, and beyond the hill... nothing.
A pitch-black void beyond the hill.
This was, quite literally, the edge of the world.
“...This really drives home that this world came from an ancient artifact. Maybe we're in something like a dungeon.”
“Can we get out by going into that black space?”
“Possible, but... we might die instead. That doesn't look like a safe exit no matter how you slice it.”
“...Mother. Let's shelter from the rain in that church first.”
“Wouldn't heading back into the forest be better? If knights show up here... it'd be hard to escape.”
“Not planning to stay long. Just dodge the rain for a bit.”
“We did get drenched pretty good.”
We entered the church atop the hill. Up close, it wasn't just old—it was crumbling in places, with broken furniture shoved into corners. A total ruin.
The silver lining: the ceiling was intact, keeping rain out of the interior.
“No one's here.”
“Looks abandoned.”
“Then let's strip and dry our clothes here.”
I immediately shed my clothes, standing naked. I draped the sodden garments over the broken furniture.
Then I looked at Elaine. She was panicking.
“D-do we have to take everything off?”
“To dry clothes this wet fast, yes. And wet clothes steal body heat. You too, Mother.”
“...Fine. Better dry the outer layers at least... Why are you coming closer all of a sudden?!”
“I'll help you undress.”
“Wha... N-no need. I can do it myself... Ngh...”
I strode over without waiting, stripping her clothes off. She knew what I wanted and eventually resigned herself.
I removed her undergarments too. Her nude body, unseen since day one.
“Mother, you're beautiful.”
In her forties, yet impossibly toned without an ounce of excess fat. Her rain-slicked skin made her ripe curves even more alluring. Especially her wet auburn hair and smooth nape.
Her deep pink nipples stood erect, and her reddish pubic hair was drenched, droplets trailing down.
“...Do we have to do this now?”
“Mother, I've held back so much. How could I not touch my gorgeous woman right in front of me?”
My cock was at its limit, fully erect. I spread my arms and approached, dick bobbing.
Elaine hesitated to the end, then sighed with a wry smile.
“If you want me that badly... no helping it.”
She reached out, wrapping her arms around my neck, and pressed her lips to mine.
As we shared a passionate kiss, my hands roamed her breasts and ass. She stroked my back and face.
Then I laid her down on the blanket I'd spread out beforehand. Damp from the rain, but better than the wooden floor.
I took in Elaine's form on the blanket.
Rain-matted auburn hair in disarray. Embarrassed by my gaze, she covered her eyes with an arm and turned her head aside.
Her massive breasts sagged slightly to the sides against gravity, nipples and areolas swollen deep pink.
Between her thighs, a thick patch of auburn pubic hair. I spread her clinging legs for a better view of her pussy.
Her deep pink labia were parted slightly, plump and inviting. I stared at her engorged clit and the slit dripping with arousal.
“Stop... It's too embarrassing. ...Or does my down there look weird?”
“No. Just debating. Touch it first, or lick?”
“Staring at that? Don't get weird ideas. It's not exactly the cleanest spot... Hng!?”
I dove in, mouth wide, engulfing her pussy. My tongue ravaged it—teasing her clit with the tip, gently nibbling her labia with my teeth.
“Hng! Haaaang! S-stop! Enough already—ngh!?”
She grabbed my head, trying to push me away. I clung tighter, thrusting my pointed tongue at her entrance. It resisted—probably years since last penetrated.
When I finally pulled back, satisfied, Elaine could barely swallow, dazed.
Seizing the moment, I plunged my twitching cock into her quivering pussy.
“Hrng!?”
“Mother. Between Father's cock and mine... which is better?”