Chapter 160: The Sister Who Steals Toys
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 160: The Sister Who Steals Toys
Not long after Ophelia and Iris entered, the elf sow—I mean, Mom—walked in, holding the youngest’s hand.
Whether she was unaware that she’d left her young son with a female whose brain was rotted by lust and dressed in a total whore’s rags, Mom was beaming, looking like she’d had quite a bit of fun herself.
Seeing as the youngest was no longer interested in Ophelia and was clinging to Mom instead, it seemed she had already sucked the poor girl dry of every last drop.
The older women naturally sat down together, and I took a seat between Ophelia and Iris. Personally, I wanted to sit on Ophelia’s lap and act cute—especially since that would help with the Mother-in-Law Admission Track—but since Iris was such a bro-con, I had no choice but to sit in the middle.
To be honest, I’d once thought a rabbit-noona heroine who pushed for a pseudo-incest route wasn’t a bad idea.
But her chest, which was as flat as a washboard—much like Yuseoha’s—had caused her affection level to hit a hard ceiling.
Unless she spent some money on herself or managed to find a high-grade elixir somewhere to grow those breasts, that ceiling wasn't going to budge.
However, if I told her the solution directly, this slender, large-hipped rabbit-type Iris, who was just starting to recover from her middle school syndrome, might stray down a dark path. So, I had to keep my mouth shut.
Everyone’s attention was focused on the youngest, who was chattering away uselessly. Getting ignored was starting to annoy me, so I headed to the bathroom, partly to take off my panties.
“I can even make this now, see~?”
Even after I returned, the youngest was still hogging all the adults' attention. She was drawing a spell formula in the air—the kind that served as the foundation for the high-rank magic she was learning from Teacher Yvette—shamelessly showing off her talent.
“Impressive. At that age…”
“I’m a complete layman when it comes to magic, so tell me, is she doing well?”
The human sow and the elf sow—I mean, my mother-in-law and my mother—were laughing and chatting as they watched Gracia.
“Yes. Though I am undeservedly called a genius archmage superior even to my grandmother… compared to her at the same age, I was a mere pittance.”
“…The head of the La Croix family from two generations ago was indeed remarkable.”
“By the way, do my grandmother and I really look that much alike?”
The total whore pervert auntie asked my mother back. Mom gave an embarrassed smile and nodded.
“Your face… the atmosphere is similar, but your mana is so identical that I was disrespectful earlier.”
“It’s quite alright. I’m actually pleased. To be told by the daughter of the Butcher… excuse me, the daughter of the Master of the Sword, that I resemble the grandmother who once led the Magic Tower is an honor.”
It seemed my grandmother was mentioned every time we met high-ranking nobles or anyone of importance, and she always came with some terrifying alias.
“It’s fine. Mother actually likes that nickname,” Mom replied.
“Is that so…?”
Garnet de La Croix blinked, looking surprised. Mom nodded without hesitation.
“Look at this, look at this! I can do this too!”
No one said a word to Grasha, who was rudely interrupting the adults' conversation.
A child like that needs to be disciplined strictly to become a decent human being. It felt like my own failure for not educating Mom properly, and it made my heart ache.
“Ophelia Noona, I want to see the rest of the place. Can you show me around?”
“Huh? Of course!”
I lightly tugged on Ophelia’s sleeve to properly pave the way for the Duchess route, which included the delicious mother-in-law.
Seeing her agree immediately with a goofy grin, it seemed that while she liked my sister, she liked me an awful lot too.
“Shall we head out then?”
“I’m coming too.”
As soon as Ophelia stood up, my sister followed suit.
“Mother, ma’am. I’m going to take Yong-hwan for a walk around the castle.”
“Me too! Me too! I want to go for a walk too!”
“Oh? Grasha, you want to go for a walk with your big brother? How cute~!”
Ophelia poked the youngest’s soft cheek, cooing at her.
“Ugh…! No! I’m going by myself! Let’s go, Mom! Mommm~!”
Taking Mom along hardly counted as going "by herself," but the youngest dragged Mom by the arm while she was still talking to Garnet.
“Alright, alright. Duchess La Croix, could you perhaps provide us with a guide?”
“Of course.”
Garnet lightly tapped the table. A strange, unusual vibration rippled through the air, and the maid sister who had brought out the piano for me earlier stepped inside discreetly.
“Please guide Baroness Degrain and the young lady.”
The maid sister gave a graceful bow and led Gracia and Mom out. Ophelia looked eager to leave as well, so I started to follow them, then paused.
“I think I forgot to tell Lady Garnet something! Wait just a moment~!”
Leaving my sister and Ophelia behind, I stepped back into the room. I spotted the auntie in the total whore outfit walking toward the opposite door, as if heading elsewhere.
“Garnet Noona! I have something to give you!”
“Huh…? Something for me?”
Now that we were alone, she looked a bit nervous, her eyes scanning me. It was cute.
“Yes. Give me your hand.”
“My hand…?”
Garnet reached out without a hint of suspicion. I pressed the slightly damp panties from my pocket into her palm.
“Th-this is…?”
“It’s a gift.”
Her blue eyes trembled violently. I tugged on her wrist, pulling her body slowly toward me. Standing on my tiptoes, I whispered tenderly into her ear.
“You can use them however you like. They’re soaked because Garnet Noona touched me.”
“Ugh…!”
I let go of her wrist as she jerked back in surprise. Between her long fingers, I could see the panties, damp with pre-cum, peeking through the gaps.
“Let’s have ‘fun’ again next time, okay?”
“Th-that… I, I….”
I approached the flustered Garnet again, who couldn't even form a proper sentence, and lightly traced my fingertip just below her navel.
“You should answer me, Mom.”
“Y-yes… Let’s do that….”
As a reward, I pressed down firmly on the hollow space below her navel. Her body jolted, and her thighs pressed tightly together. It was adorable.
Leaving the perverted auntie staring blankly at me, I walked out of the room without looking back.
“You weren’t rude to the Duchess, were you?”
My sister asked, pulling me into a side-hug.
“No. I just went back to thank her for all the snacks she gave me earlier.”
“Our Yong-hwan is just too sweet~! Mwah! Mwah! Mwah!”
“Ugh, stop, that tickles! Don’t kiss me!”
I pushed away my sister’s face as she peppered mine with kisses—not on the lips like Mom, but all over my cheeks.
I was indeed a very good boy for giving her a gift in return for her hospitality, but personally, I would have preferred this kind of affection from my sister’s big-chested friend rather than my small-chested sister.
Ophelia giggled as she watched us.
“There isn’t anything particularly special here, so I’m not sure where to start the tour…”
This castle was several times larger than any medieval castle in my memory, and the interior was a ultra-luxurious mansion fully renovated with modern amenities. Hearing her say there was "nothing special" made my sister frown in annoyance, just as I did.
“How obnoxious, you rich girl.”
“No… I, I mean… sorry. Yong-hwan, is there anything you want to see?”
“Yeah! Ophelia Noona’s room!”
“My room…?”
I nodded vigorously.
“I rushed out after my shower and didn’t clean up, so it’s probably a mess. Can I show you later?”
“Don’t the maid sisters clean it for you?”
“I told them not to come in while I’m here…”
What a pathetic excuse.
“Iris Noona, you want to see it too, right~? Right~? Right~?”
“…Well, if Yong-hwan says so. It’s not like showing us a room is that hard, is it?”
I coaxed my sister. Naturally, being afflicted with the 'I love my brother so much I could die' disease, she was the type who would probably agree to a quickie if I asked nicely, so she immediately took my side.
“No, but still… I’ll have the kids clean it up first. Let’s look at something else for a bit…”
“Alright, let’s go~! To Ophelia Noona’s room!”
I slipped out of my sister’s arms and hopped onto Ophelia’s back. She staggered for a moment in an awkward posture, but she must have worked out, because she quickly found her balance and tucked my legs under her arms.
The sensation of her side-boob against my knees was very satisfying.
Contrary to her repeated claims that it was a mess, Ophelia’s room was tidy. Compared to my memory of my sister’s room, it was closer to the cleanliness of a hotel offering premium room service.
Well, except for the clothes tossed onto the bed that looked big enough for five people to sleep in, and the suggestive-looking lingerie thrown haphazardly into the laundry basket in the corner.
Exactly.
“Wow, these panties have so many holes in them!”
“Yong-hwan… you’re supposed to pretend you didn’t see things like that.”
I had excitedly pulled out the underwear, intending to tease Ophelia mercilessly, but my sister rudely stopped me. Then again, considering my sister had never even thought about putting holes in her own underwear, I suppose I shouldn't call her rude.
“But they’re so pretty. I wanted to see Ophelia Noona wearing them…”
“No.”
Ophelia’s eyes went wide, and her hands flailed in the air. When my sister stepped in to stop me, she looked relieved, her face turning bright red as she hung her head low. She was such a fun toy to play with; it was a shame my sister had to interfere and ruin the fun.