Chapter 803
Chapter 803
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 803
Chapter Title: Reborn as the Plum Blossom Sword Guard in a Count's Family
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Yuria entered the dining hall with Kelly, Melissa, and Nella.
The dining hall was a buffet style. It was incredibly spacious, with over seventy different dishes available. The maids each scooped as much of their desired food onto their plates as they wanted and sat down to eat.
"Lady Melissa, steak again today?"
At Kelly's question, Melissa nodded. Ever since arriving at this mansion, dinner had almost always been steak.
"It's a habit to eat something hearty for dinner. I didn't used to be like this... but after becoming a maid here, I got completely hooked on steak. The kitchen maids here are several times better than the cooks back in my hometown."
"I had no idea luxurious, delicious food like this even existed in the world. Last time I went to the village chief's house next door for work, all they served was a single bowl of potato porridge. I nearly puked after one bite, I swear. What does Lady Melissa's pet eat?"
In this world, commoners' food was all pretty much the same. Citizens in developed cities at least enjoyed some cultural pursuits, but most villages didn't even know the word. Eating even one meal a day was considered lucky.
"Once you get used to the mansion's cuisine, ordinary food from outside tastes bland. Oh, Nella's eating steak too. I'm a bit worried as her owner seeing that belly fat starting to show lately, but if I want to discipline her properly, I need to feed her well first."
"What about the head maid? Anything you're craving?"
"Me... um..."
Yuria glanced around. Every dish looked mouthwateringly delicious.
"Head maid, you should eat hearty today. It wouldn't hurt to grab a few plates and pile on a variety. Here, head maid, just load up this plate with whatever you want."
"Sounds good. I'll grab some beer. Lady Melissa, you'll have some too, right?"
"I prefer soju."
Kelly and Melissa headed off to fill their plates. Yuria glanced around cautiously before starting to load hers.
They all sat at one table. Nella was the exception, of course. Treated as Melissa's pet, she sat on the floor by the table, took her plate, and ate.
Yuria was shocked, but Nella seemed unfazed. She used utensils to cut her steak and spear it with a fork before putting it in her mouth. It was heartwarming. Just three months ago, she'd had to eat with her hands.
"Head maid, don't just sit there—eat. The other maids are all waiting to see you do."
Yuria tensed up. The nearby maids were watching her intently. Their eyes were full of curiosity. The kitchen maids in their hairnets and masks were staring especially sharply.
"Why is everyone staring at me like this? It's... kind of overwhelming."
"They want your approval, that's why. You've always paid a ton of attention to the food. Every kitchen maid here has been scolded by you at least once. You're the one who trained the kitchen maids up to this level."
"W-Was I really that scary before?"
"Not scary, no. But thanks to you, the food quality is top-notch. We've learned so much and gotten so much help from you, so all us maids, me included, respect you."
Yuria could feel the sincerity in Melissa's words. She didn't know how to respond. It felt good, but without her memories, it was also awkward. Even hearing stories about herself didn't quite resonate. It felt like listening to someone else's life.
Yuria picked up her spoon. She scooped some beef stew loaded with tender meat and vegetables and put it in her mouth. The meat chewed so softly, juices bursting out.
Delicious. It tastes great, but...
Something felt missing.
If it had simmered a bit less...
Yuria pushed the thought away. What right did she have to critique without her memories? Feeling the stares fixed on her, she said,
"It's delicious."
"Good to hear."
Melissa smirked.
"Whoa, the head maid said it's delicious."
"How long's it been since we heard that?"
"We gotta tell the chefs."
The surroundings grew noisy. Yuria ducked her head and focused on eating. Toward the end of the meal, they added drinks. She tried beer, soju, and wine, but felt no buzz at all.
"The head maid was never much of a drinker. With your exceptional physique, you don't even get drunk, right? When you did drink, it was mostly wine. Which one's hitting the spot right now?"
"Wine suits my taste the best."
Yuria lifted her wine glass. The beautiful deep purple liquid swirled. One sip, and her whole body awakened. Perfect aroma, perfect flavor—no flaws.
Melissa giggled.
"That wine? You brewed it yourself, head maid. No other maid can touch it. Only the master or with your permission. Of course, you're the exception."
"...That important, huh?"
"I said it, didn't I? You're the exception. Drink as much as you want. You made and aged it yourself—who's gonna complain? Not even the master."
"It's too much for me alone. Melissa, Kelly, want to share? Nella too..."
"I'd love to."
"Pass on Nella. That wine's too luxurious for her. I'd rather drink it all myself."
Dinner ended. Kelly's face was a bit flushed. Melissa and Yuria were fine.
"...Time to go see the master now?"
Yuria asked. Her mind had been on meeting Sung Yu-jin the entire dinner.
"We have a dinner meeting with the master, yeah. But not right this second. He's probably eating dinner around now too..."
Melissa stared at Yuria pointedly.
"Better wash up while you've got time. What you and the master are gonna do when you meet is obvious."
Yuria just blinked silently. She didn't grasp what Melissa meant. Without her memories, she purely thought Sung Yu-jin would help her recover them.
"I'll show you to the bathhouse. Kelly, what about you?"
"I'll drink a bit more. Go ahead without me."
"Got it. Let's go, head maid."
"Ah, okay."
Yuria followed Melissa, who tugged Nella's collar. They didn't have far to go. The bathhouse was in the basement.
"The bathhouse... right? It's huge..."
The moment they descended, Yuria was stunned. For a basement, it was way too vast.
The ceiling was at least five meters high, wide enough for dozens to use at once. Plus, there were salons, saunas, nail shops, massage rooms, karaoke, lounges, snack bars—every convenience, overflowing with modern amenities.
Some maids spent all day lounging here; it was that fun and comfy.
"Renovated a few months back. Dwarf slaves, me, you, and the magic-using maids all pitched in for two weeks of construction. Made it way more convenient."
"Did I use magic? There were magic books in my room..."
"Not just any mage—you were an archmage. If you'd wanted, you could've wiped out a small city with a single spell."
"Th-That powerful...?"
They headed to the bathhouse. Yuria glanced sideways. They hadn't even reached the changing room yet, and over half the maids were wandering in their underwear. Some were fully nude, rolling on the floor.
By chance, Yuria spotted a corner—and her eyes widened in shock.
"...!!"
Two women, naked, pressed against each other in a sticky kiss. Their hands kneaded breasts and asses. Thighs wedged between each other's groins, moving slowly.
"Common sight in the mansion."
Melissa said flatly.
"Is it... normal for women to do that? It's different from what I know..."
The mansion had only one man: Sung Yu-jin. Over three hundred female maids, though. Even if he was superhuman, he couldn't satisfy them all physically. Maids' desires turned to each other, naturally increasing same-sex couples.
"Not exactly proper by common standards. But this isn't a common place. Just roll with it."
Melissa said calmly, tugging Nella away. Yuria glanced at Nella and nodded. Seeing Melissa and Nella's relationship made women's intimacy seem normal.
They entered the changing room.
Melissa casually stripped off her maid uniform and stowed it in a locker. No hesitation undressing down to nothing.
Yuria paused briefly, then slowly removed her own. A bit awkward, but everyone here stripped confidently. That was the way.
Nude, Yuria looked at her left hand. A silver ring with a blue gem embedded.
Better take it off so it doesn't get lost in the bath?
No. I don't want to remove it.
Trying to take it off soured her mood instantly. Staring at the ring on her ring finger lifted it. No matter what, she didn't want to take this one off.
"Your figure's always impressive, head maid."
Melissa's voice from beside her startled Yuria. Unthinkingly, she eyed Melissa's body. Sleek curves, huge breasts. Flawless white skin that seemed to glow.
"M-Melissa, you have a beautiful figure too."
"I know."
Melissa grinned and headed into the bathhouse. It was, predictably, lavish and huge. Over ten pools. Dozens of women enjoying their baths. Yuria followed Melissa to wash up.
"Nella. Spread your legs. Gotta clean the most important spot."
"Yes!"
Prone on the floor, Nella lifted and spread one leg. An embarrassing pose exposing her privates. Seeing Nella's pussy, Yuria's mouth fell open slightly. The bright pink folds twitched, beads of fluid dripping out. Each about the size of a small egg.
"Hngh, hnnngh!"
The beads rolled out from inside her pussy—seven in total. Astonishing that they'd all fit inside.
"Stay put."
Melissa poked Nella's pussy a few times with her fingers, then washed her groin.
"Your turn, Nella."
"Yes, Lady Melissa."
Nella knelt and leaned forward. She pressed her mouth to Melissa's bush-trimmed pussy and started sucking noisily.
"Hnnngh... Worth the training. Ah! Deeper with your tongue."
Schlurp. Suck.
The slurping sounds echoed. Yuria stepped two paces back from Melissa. A hand pressed against her back. Startled, Yuria instinctively covered her breasts and pussy as she turned.
A silver-haired woman, still with a youthful look. Unlike Yuria's blue-silver hair, hers was grayish-silver. Her reddish-brown eyes held innocence. Slightly smaller build than Yuria, B-cup breasts perky. Slim where it should be, curved where it counted.
"Yuria sis."
Yuria froze momentarily. Unlike the others, she hadn't called her head maid.
Maybe my little sister?
Nephia smiled.
"Oh, right. You lost your memories, huh? I'm Nephia, the head maid's assistant."
"Head maid's assistant..."
"Yep. With me here, don't worry about mansion affairs. Rest easy till your memories return, Yuria sis!"
"...Thanks."
"No need. It's all stuff you always handled."
Drip.
A heavy droplet sound, unlike the shower. Yuria's gaze dropped.
From Nephia's smooth, hairless pink pussy, thick white liquid dripped steadily.
Semen.
With only one man in the mansion, whose it was went without saying.
Yuria felt an unpleasant churning in her chest.