The Countess’s Reward
"Huh?" My mind seemed to freeze at the sight. I’d been thinking about how I wanted to beat that beggar-like bastard to a pulp one day. But the fact that he was foaming at the mouth and collapsed after taking only one punch from me felt both absurd and anticlimactic. Winnie ran over and laid Henry flat. She reached into his mouth to pull his tongue out so he wouldn't choke.
They say that if you're unlucky, you can break your nose even when falling backward, but since Henry’s nose was fine and the back of his head hadn't cracked open, I supposed he was actually quite lucky. I didn't like that Winnie’s hands were getting dirty, though.
"Even so, you shouldn't have killed him."
"No, he pushed me first, so I just pushed back a little..."
"If a noble dies, this city will be turned upside down. It would be a hassle for you, too."
Winnie loosened a few buttons on his shirt to help him breathe and said, "I've provided emergency first aid, so he won't die by the time his subordinates arrive. A man of this status wouldn't have come without a single guard, would he? He must have sent them away for a moment to do something strange."
"Hoo... filthy bastard."
I had wondered why he bullied me so much, even if we were half-brothers, but to think there was such a disgusting reason for it. If he was willing to come to a cemetery that hadn't seen a visitor in over twenty years just to do this, how often had he been doing it all this time? It was a relief I’d discovered it now. Since he was alive and well before my Regression, I couldn't even imagine how much more he would have desecrated the grave if I’d left him be.
"Do you know him?"
"...He's the Count of the Mountbern family."
"Your brother?"
I could feel Winnie’s shock at the unexpected identity. The fact that the head of a Count’s family had a hobby of masturbating in a dead person's grave was beyond shocking—it was absurd. But Winnie’s next words were even more ridiculous.
"He's incredibly small."
"Huh? ...Pfft, I guess so."
Her joke-filled comment seemed to lighten my mood. Because of his pants being down, Henry’s cock was fully exposed, and even if it wasn't erect, it really was tiny. I thought about pulling his pants up to hide the unsightly sight, but I decided it would be better to just leave quickly.
Winnie snatched the locket that had been hanging around Henry’s neck.
"Why are you taking that?"
"This is, um... the price for his life. I saved him, didn't I? I don't know if he'll be in one piece, though..."
I had never seen Winnie show interest in money or jewelry before. She must have just liked the necklace.
Afterward, we hurried out of the cemetery without running into anyone, and we immediately mounted our horses to head toward the Rystein estate. Just in case, we moved faster on the way back than we had on the way there. By pushing the horses hard, we managed to return to the Rystein estate in four days. We could have made it this quickly all along; I felt like I’d wasted too much time on other things on the way there.
When we reached the castle gate and stopped our horses, a soldier approached to verify our identities. As soon as Winnie showed the crest of her Viscountcy, the gate opened immediately. We left our exhausted horses behind and walked toward the main castle, and Monica was already waiting for us, as if she had received a report.
Vera was behind her, too. When I gave a slight nod, Vera smiled back at me, hidden from Monica’s view, and greeted me. Seeing her after so long made me feel happy, but I also felt a growing sense of guilt.
"Welcome back."
"Thank you, Countess."
I followed Winnie, who knelt on one knee, and offered the same greeting. Since Winnie held a higher rank than I did, I had to follow the proper order. Monica approached and helped me—not Winnie—to my feet.
"There's no need to be so stiff. This isn't an official setting. Winnie, you get up too."
"Oh, right..."
"You haven't had dinner, have you? I've already told the chef, so it'll be perfect if you go wash up. Let's go, Winnie."
Her tone was softer than usual, but for some reason, it felt like she was trying to separate me from Winnie. Just like that, Winnie disappeared as if being dragged away by Monica, leaving only Vera and me behind. I wanted to pull her into an embrace, but my body smelled too much. I wasn't in a state to hug Vera, who looked as clean as if she were about to go to bed.
"Then I'll go wash up as well."
"Ah, come this way. I'll provide you with a separate bath."
I was going to find a place to wash on my own, but Vera guided me elsewhere. It was a single-person bath near her room, which she said she used every day. The interior was completely different from the one I usually used. I quickly stripped off my clothes and stepped into the luxurious-feeling bath.
She said we would eat dinner after washing. Since they were women, I figured they would take a long time, so I thought I could take my time as well. Before soaking in the tub, I rinsed my body once and then submerged myself. Compared to the small tub I usually used, this rectangular stone bathtub was practically as vast as the sea. Since it was Vera’s private bathroom, it felt like it was filled with the pleasant scent that always clung to her. It was even warm, making it feel like I was soaking in Vera herself rather than just water. Despite the fatigue, I felt vitality surging through my entire body.
"Ed."
"Y-yes?"
I was startled by the voice coming from behind me. Why would Vera come in here?
"Did you keep your promise to your teacher?"
"Oh, um..."
When I told her that I hadn't been able to go with her, Vera seemed disappointed, but she had given me something: a book. She had given it to me saying that if I traveled alone, I would be bored, so I should read it, think of her, and study. Um, had I ever even taken it out? Since I was traveling with Winnie, I hadn't been bored, and I wasn't exactly the type to study alone in my spare time. When I couldn't answer, Vera spoke in a stern voice.
"You didn't study, you didn't keep your promise... and why didn't you tell me you were going with Winnie? I think you need to be punished..."
"I-I'm sorry."
Had I not told her I was going with Winnie? I must have been too distracted. It had actually happened, but even if she suspected I’d had an affair with Winnie, I had no excuse.
"Don't turn around."
At Vera’s words, I stiffened and stared straight ahead. Was she going to hit me? I couldn't imagine Vera scolding me. I’d never even seen her angry... Suddenly, I felt something warm on both sides of my head.
"This is your punishment. My chest is heavy anyway, so use it as a support."
This wasn't a punishment; it was a reward. Being held in Vera’s warm embrace made my fatigue melt away better than the bath ever could. Though, thanks to my improved stamina, I wasn't even that tired to begin with. The feeling of Vera’s breasts on my shoulders wasn't a burden, but a prize. It was a shame I couldn't bury my nose in her cleavage, but feeling that soft sensation against the back of my head wasn't bad at all.
How many minutes had passed like that? Vera suddenly leaned over and reached her hand into the water.
"You've... built up quite a lot while traveling, haven't you?"
Vera’s voice, which had sounded strangely angry, softened the moment she touched my cock. I had guessed it from the moment she followed me into the bath—or rather, from the moment she told me to bathe here—but it seemed Vera had pent-up desires as well. Because of the seductive atmosphere and the constant sensation of her breasts, I was already erect.
"To become this hard... didn't you have a hard time during your trip?"
"Haha..."
Winnie had taken care of it for me back then. But I couldn't just say that. Vera grabbed my head and kissed me aggressively.
"*Smack. Mmm.*"
With faces flushed from the heat of the bath, we frantically exchanged saliva. No one could match Vera when it came to the skill of kissing. After a deep, sultry kiss, Vera gave a dark smile.
"You won't be able to go eat dinner in this state."
Vera said this as she looked at my hard cock while entering the tub. In truth, Winnie had already relieved me a few times earlier that day, but perhaps because of the medicine I was taking every day, my cock was becoming larger and harder. I didn't think I’d even grown this fast in height.
At Vera’s request, I sat on the edge of the tub. As Vera stood on her knees and hugged my waist, her breasts naturally pressed against my cock. The pressure, which could only be described as destructive, made it feel like semen was about to burst out from deep within my waist.
"You know this isn't something just anyone can do for you, right?"
"O-of course."
Vera let go of my waist and began to rub her breasts against me. The unique stimulation, which neither a mouth nor a vagina could provide, made it difficult to hold back my ejaculation. It was a feeling that wasn't slimy, yet soft and perfectly encompassing, stimulating even the weakest spots thoroughly. Above all, the fact that Vera had demanded this of me first was what moved me the most. Until now, it had felt like I was the one clinging to her, but for her to take the initiative herself... Even while feeling like I was being scolded, I couldn't help but enjoy it, and eventually, I ejaculated.
The semen, which had started between Vera’s breasts, was trapped and couldn't leak out despite the large amount. As she wiped my cock clean with her breasts, it truly felt as if I had ejaculated inside a breast-vagina.