Chapter 8
Chapter 8
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 8
Chapter Title: How to Endure This - 1
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The next day, I was treated to a course meal rivaling the legendary Manchu-Han Imperial Feast, filled with over a hundred dishes to savor over three days.
The suspicious glances directed my way had also vanished.
Geum Taeyang, MILF trainer of the Chartreuse Family! I loved my new title.
Verdia Chartreuse was acting like she wanted to avoid me, but I figured she was just preoccupied with thoughts of her husband.
She'd shaken her hips in delight during our sleazy romp, but the next day, guilt over her bad behavior and remorse toward her husband set in.
Seeing my face probably reminded her of her own vulgar actions, making it impossible for her to talk to me in her right mind.
It was only natural for her to keep her distance.
I knew from experience that getting impatient in situations like this would only ruin everything.
Once she got her mind sorted out, things would ignite at any moment, and our sex would be even more intense than before.
After that, I could just surrender to the MILF's hip movements that made my cock throb without restraint.
Did I really have a talent for training?
I'd never actually met anyone here who went by the title of trainer...
After seven days of lounging around eating my fill, my weight had gone up a bit.
The Chartreuse Family had the wealth to support over a hundred freeloaders like me without batting an eye. They were true nobles.
I hadn't ventured outside the castle yet, but I'd picked up some info in the meantime.
Like how the "Four Great Houses," including the Chartreuse Family, divided up and ruled the city's districts.
Or that they competed fiercely for the favor of the female emperor.
Oh, and the empress's name was Sihyeon. No way she was Korean, right?
Based on global population estimates, she was way more likely to be Chinese.
Life in the Chartreuse castle was comfortable with no inconveniences, but I couldn't help wanting to meet someone else from Earth like me.
But...
'If the opportunity arises.'
No reason to go looking for trouble, so I decided to make the most of my current setup.
At night, the family head would summon me.
Under dim lighting where only the outline of his face was barely visible, he sat silently at the table, popped the cork on a cherished bottle of champagne, and quietly spoke.
"How was your day?"
At first, I thought he was calling me just to have someone to drink with.
But he had zero interest in knowledge from my world.
Whenever we talked, the topic was always sharing his perverted tastes.
I couldn't exactly scorn him as a pervert since he'd made me who I am today...
"Verdia is still avoiding me."
"Is she...?"
"If you wish, shall I drag her here by force like before?"
"No, it's fine as is."
This exchange had been repeating for days now.
Batino was always curious about how his wife—who now knew the taste of a massive cock—would act,
and he had a habit of checking what happened out of his sight.
He always insisted on total honesty.
I told him straight: "No adultery today."
Batino would tense up, then exhale in deep relief upon confirming his trust in his wife.
"It's fine as is" carried two meanings.
The desire to "believe in my wife just like this,"
and the hidden wish to "see her fall into depraved sex in the arms of a worthless thug."
The latter was a desire that wouldn't stop until it destroyed him, like pouring water into a leaky jar.
He might even be waiting for me to make a move on Verdia.
'I don't get it.'
Getting off on watching your own woman get taken? Sure.
I loved stealing other men's women, so I'd be labeled a pervert anywhere,
but deep down, I thought:
"I'm truly grateful to have met you right away upon arriving here, Lord Batino."
"I imagine so. You've gotten a sense of what this world is like by now."
Untrained otherworlders were D-rank slaves.
In other words, you had to accept your status as a slave to rise to C-rank.
What kind of treatment did D-rank slaves get?
Even the bits I'd overheard were horrifying.
"I'll continue to serve faithfully under you, Lord Batino."
"Good attitude. I hope Piona recognizes your merits too."
"Piona..."
That legging girl who always glared at me with resentment by Verdia's side?
"Any woman who doesn't know my good points is dying to get killed by me."
"Piona has adored Verdia since she was young. I told her to get along with you, but she doesn't seem interested..."
"What could be the problem?"
"When the lady loves my cock."
"..."
Our eyes met.
The rude sexual harassment toward his wife that slipped from my mouth was just prime drinking fodder for Batino to savor.
In moments like this, we seemed like friends who clicked perfectly.
"Do you think you could take Piona as well, on your terms?"
What the hell?
"...Unless I force her, it won't be easy."
I was honest.
Verdia had basically been forced too, but her docile nature let it end without harm. Piona, on the other hand, would never open up to me, even if it killed her.
Plus, her body was highly trained, making her tough to subdue.
"Is there something worrying you?"
Once I'd thought it through, I probed Batino's intentions.
Why was he subtly pushing me toward Piona too?
"A precious guest will soon visit the Chartreuse castle, and I'd prefer things stay quiet then if possible."
"Wouldn't it be better if I just hid away?"
Hitting on women would only draw more attention.
"My wife is close with her. It wouldn't be odd for her to mention you out of my sight.
But a formal introduction from me would be better... She doesn't hate otherworlders. She won't suspect on her own,
but a small trigger could change everything at any moment."
"Is this guest from another noble house?"
Batino nodded.
"It's all new to you, I suppose. There's a saying in this city: 'Crows watch everything.'
It refers to the Raven Family, who rule Devil Street. Lady Raven took over as family head after her husband's death, but no one doubts her abilities."
"...What kind of person is Lady Raven?"
Noticing my interest, Batino burst into laughter.
"How long has it been since you had Verdia, and you're already eyeing another woman? A widow who's only been single for a year, no less."
"Sorry. It's a habit..."
"Sharp instincts. I think Verdia is the most beautiful in the world... Ahem. Lady Raven has inspired many artists."
Inspired artists?
It took a moment to grasp what that meant.
"Is she pretty?"
I asked directly.
"Beautiful. And a very scary woman. Honestly, just standing before her makes my legs shake."
So, a highborn, domineering lady this time?
I swallowed hard.
"Forget what I said earlier. Piona is emotional, but not a child. I trust she won't cause trouble.
Will you stay in your room while Lady Raven is at the castle?"
"Do you want to see it?"
"Hm?"
"Her, like a foster daughter raised in the Chartreuse Family since childhood, getting fucked by me."
Batino gave a wry smile.
"I can't pretend otherwise in front of you anymore."
"I know your tastes well, family head."
"Do you think I'm crazy for this?"
"I love stealing women who are already loved and bound to someone else with my cock. Who am I to judge?"
"Hahaha!"
I clinked glasses with Batino.
"To our lasting friendship."
"I'll make sure the lady never gets bored."
"I want to see Verdia's pretty face get more ruined. Watch her become even more beautiful from pleasures she never knew in her life.
But not under Lady Raven's watchful eyes."
"..."
Batino warned me sternly.
"If you inevitably cross paths with her, hold your tongue. Don't stare. Don't approach carelessly.
That's the secret to surviving long in this world as an otherworlder."
"I'll keep that in mind."
- You feel like you want to meet Ariella.... Whoa. That startled me.
The sudden voice in my head nearly made me drop the glass in my hand.
It would've passed if I'd stayed quiet, but the narration seemed to want me to set eyes on Ariella.
'Maybe it's just my inner voice.'
The appearance of a noblewoman who rivaled—maybe even surpassed—Verdia in allure.
The thought of showing off my honed skills made my hips itch.
'No.'
Listen to reason.
Was there anything more precious than my life?
Back in my room, I stripped naked, sat in a pious lotus position, and steadied my breathing.
'If only I could calm my mind with the usual Gratitude Cock Thrusts like normal...'
It was a night where Elizabeth's absence felt huge.
What I had to do was clear.
Heed Batino's advice and play dead until the guest left the Chartreuse castle.
This time, I couldn't follow the narration.
Self-isolation began.
Luckily, I was good at entertaining myself alone, so I passed the time with bodyweight exercises.
'Don't go out. Don't go out.'
Bathroom and shower were in the room, and maids brought food.
No rent or living expenses to worry about—this was a life I never had even in the modern world.
To protect it, avoiding disaster flags was the smart move.
'It's fine. I can control myself.'
One reckless act was enough.
And no matter how I thought about it, there was nothing to lure me out of my room.
Piona?
Her who couldn't even control her expression and looked at me like a bug? Would she come to my private space while I sweated through workouts?
Highly unlikely.
"398... 399..."
Push-ups for mental focus.
Today's abstinence would lead to a satisfying creampie.
Thankfully, two days passed without incident.
"It's noisy outside. Did a guest arrive at the castle?"
I asked the maid who brought breakfast, curious about the latest news.
"Yes. Lady Raven visited the Chartreuse castle around 3 p.m. yesterday."
"They say Lady Raven is stunningly beautiful?"
The maid eyed me steadily.
"Please understand that it's a topic I can't discuss with my own mouth."
"..."
Tch.
If she were a guy, we could've talked freely.
I finished eating and dove back into bodyweight training.
My abstinence dragged on, and my balls felt like they were boiling—my cock went full erection at every chance—but I wasn't some beast who'd charge out like a madman to assault women.
Knock knock.
That night, someone politely knocked on my door.
Had to be Batino. He hadn't called lately, but now with his wife possibly cheating, he couldn't help worrying.
'I'd worry too if I were him.'
Imagining me pounding Verdia thoroughly during a VIP visit would be shocking precisely because it was unexpected.
Sorry to disappoint Batino, but I'd been rigorously self-isolating these past few days to desperately avoid any "potentially dangerous" situations.
Time to let him know.
I flung the door wide open.
"Ah..."
Verdia flinched and shrank back, not expecting the door to fly open so forcefully.
Verdia?
Verdia came to see me? Knocked on my door?
My brain went blank for a moment.
Mammary overload filling my vision!
All I could see were those blatant cleavage-revealing tits.
Then her shy face registered, and I realized she'd walked here to my room in just a negligee and light robe—like in their marital bedroom.
Slipping past the guards' eyes...
"Ah..."
I blinked dumbly, letting out a stupid gasp.
An unexpected situation.
An unforeseen turn.
The wife who'd been playing sweet and pure for her husband had come knocking in heat.
The faint soap scent from our first night flooded my nostrils, making my head spin.
Verdia fidgeted her fingers together shyly, rubbed her thighs together, and gauged my reaction.
"...C-Can I come inside...?"
No.
Sex with Verdia would shatter my perfect isolation.
What results that interaction might bring? Only God knows.
I had to refuse...
"...Trainer...♥"
Verdia cooed coquettishly through her nose.
This lewd mommy was... testing me...!!
Those massive tits caught my eye again. Her narrow waist accentuating her developed breasts and hips—I wanted to wrap my arms around her right now, drag her to bed...
Don't imagine it! Ngh!
- Verdia is waiting for you to do something to her.... How the hell am I supposed to hold back from Verdia who came begging for a pussy-pounding!!
I snatched her wrist like a hawk and yanked her inside.
"Kyaa..."
Verdia let out a moan that seemed half-expecting this development,
feigning helplessness as she entered my room.