Inside the Room and Outside.
Inside the Room and Outside.
A doll workshop in the Magic Tower.
It was a day that was going exceptionally well. The spells I'd drafted experimentally, the reactions of the newly made dolls, and the quick, nimble actions of my assistants—it was the kind of day I liked.
Since work went well and finished early, I rushed home late at night, excited to greet the hero party despite being a noble, and passed through the main gate into the entrance hall, but...
My wife, who usually greeted me even when I returned late at night, was nowhere to be seen today.
No matter how hard or tired she was, she always came out to see me off and welcomed me with a tired but smiling face...
With an anxious heart, I slowly climbed the stairs.
The mansion was always very quiet since it was just the dolls, her, and me, but today, it was beyond quiet—it felt as if the world had stopped.
It felt as if only the sound of my own footsteps could be heard.
And in the hallway of the floor I climbed to, I saw a beautiful young man standing there, glowing in the darkness.
The sword glowing at his waist was so beautiful that even I, a layman when it came to swords, could tell at a glance that it was a masterpiece.
I went to the door of the room where he was standing as if possessed, and as I got closer, I heard the sweet, sticky moans of a woman.
A voice I... I knew all too well, yet one that sounded so strange...
The beautiful young man—no, the Hero-nim—gestured for me to come closer, opening the door just a crack very carefully so that no sound would be heard.
At that gesture, I very carefully leaned my face toward the crack and peered through. Black hair with a hint of purple, draped down.
Skin as white as white jade.
Even in the midst of intercourse, the elegance felt in her movements.
It was definitely my beloved wife, Eloise Carnea. My jewel and pride, known outside as Madame Lemontra.
But today, she looked so unfamiliar.
The way she was obscenely rotating and shaking her hips on top of another man's body.
An expression of ecstasy I hadn't seen on those nights long ago, which I couldn't even remember.
The black negligee she wore on that last night I remembered most vividly, the one she had tempted me with...
What did I say that day?
-...I'm tired. Let's do it later.
Ah. That's what I said.
My body, which had tensed up to rush in and stop them, soon lost its strength, and I collapsed right there, forced to just watch the scene that made my eyes burn and my breath catch in my throat.
"Isn't it beautiful?"
"Pardon...?"
The Hero-nim said to me, as I sat there in a daze.
I didn't understand his words at first, so I asked again.
"I heard a bit about Sir Kyle Lemontra before coming to the mansion. A puppeteer of the Magic Tower city. I heard that most dolls are made through Sir Lemontra."
"...That is correct."
"The development of the city is good, but did you know that your wife was withering away?"
"........"
It wasn't wrong. Yes, for the city's development, for a prosperous life, it was true that I focused more on work in the workshop than on the household... But...
"I... I made dolls capable of communication to soothe my wife's loneliness...!"
"The purpose doesn't matter. What matters is the wife's heart that changes while you spend time in the workshop."
"....Ah."
He was right. It was a forced argument, but he was right. I didn't even know if this was what she wanted in the first place.
Then what should I have done? Should I have locked her up to avoid this ending?
As I looked at the Hero-nim with a confused expression, he opened his mouth.
"It seems Sir Lemontra needs to change his perspective a little."
"...What perspective?"
"Now. Madame Lemontra is very beautiful. And she is also a daughter of a noble family with a rare character."
Every word was true. Even though she was sold by her family to borrow money from me, she never once showed any sign of dislike or treated me harshly. Instead, she always cheered me on from the side and comforted me gently.
"Without showing any signs of being tired, day or night..."
"And those merits, as you welcome her as your wife and live together for a long time, you gradually stop feeling them and take them for granted."
I couldn't refute the Hero-nim's words.
I took her kindness for granted and thought she would always be by my side even if I didn't pay much attention to her.
"The wife who doesn't receive such attention gradually withers away... and you, Sir, stop feeling her charm. You are gradually cooling down. Both your body and your affection."
I just listened quietly.
Because it was a convenient story that had no answer even if I argued. And because of that, I was slowly being influenced and persuaded.
"Now. Shall we look at your wife again while reflecting on those values? Isn't it beautiful? A wife of a great noble who is responsible for the city's convenience... clinging to the body of an outsider... crying out like a female animal..."
The Hero-nim's face was flushed red as he said that, and his pathetic member was struggling to lift his trousers just a little.
Doubting whether he was really a hero, the scene I saw through the crack again... looked so beautiful that it crushed that doubt.
"Ah! Aaah! Raul-nim...♥ It feels good... Ugh...♥ Oh-oh-oh...♥ Ugh-ugh...♥"
She was on top of the copper-skinned man lying on the bed, acting with a coquetry and petulance I had never seen before, placing her hands on his large chest and pounding her hips like a mortar.
Every time Eloise lifted her hips, the size that made me feel awe as a man revealed its majesty, and I felt a hot wave crashing somewhere in my heart.
"Haa...♥ Haa...♥**** Mmm... Chup... Chup... Smack... Chup-chup... Chup..."
As the exhausted woman lay gently on top of the man called Raul, the man grabbed her snow-white buttocks with rough hands, crushing them, then lifted her up and slammed her back down.
Far from expressing displeasure at that action, she kissed his lips and greedily devoured his mouth.
Have I ever shared such a passionate kiss with her...?
Soon, the man slammed her buttocks roughly and lifted his hips. And as she kissed him, her upper body rose... and soon her waist arched like a bow.
Her face was filled with ecstasy, and she was biting her lip hard, teeth visible, as if trying to endure it somehow.
However, as if the man found that behavior annoying, he sat up, laid her down, and while thrusting with his hips raised, he rotated his hips in circles, as if to coat the inside of her vagina without leaving any gaps.
Eloise, as if feeling good, moaned and stuck out her tongue, tempting him.
It felt like something was collapsing. I also felt a sense of betrayal. What was the time she spent with me for so long? How could she be so ruined and seeking pleasure from a mere one-night fling...
"Ah... Aaah...."
From my mouth... even though I wanted to gouge out my eyes at the whole scene, my hands were just stroking my painfully erect genitals.
The pain of my eyeballs aching. The intense pain of emotions that choked me. The sight that felt like my brain was melting. All of them gathered together as parts to make up the miserable me right now.
"Gg-ugh... Huk... Ugh..."
The thin liquid coming out miserably in front of the door. Can this even be called semen?
The Hero-nim said, placing a hand on my shoulder.
"Be proud. Our Raul doesn't touch just any woman, but isn't he ravaging your wife like a beast? This is something to be proud of. It means your wife is that beautiful and attractive. And you have such a woman as your wife."
"Ah...!"
When I heard that and turned my gaze back to the front, filled with ecstasy, a scene unfolded that would not just melt my brain, but turn it into soup.
The fishy scent wafting through the crack and the sweet and bitter scent coming from her.
The semen dripping between her legs and her genitals that had accepted the size that made me worry...
And when I raised my head a little from the crack in the door, her affectionate gaze, which I had not seen and could not see, was directed at Raul-ssi.
Perhaps it was a great pleasure just to move her hips a little. She let out a nasal moan and licked her lips with her tongue.
"Uup... Uup... Gg-uuugh... Uup..."
Thankfully, Raul-ssi made eye contact with me and showed me the mercy of moving his body himself to put on a performance for me, who had just been watching pitifully from afar.
So, accepting that favor, I covered my mouth with both hands to stifle the scream I wanted to let out, and engraved the scene into my brain and eyes with bloodshot eyes.
Her breasts, which were luscious and softly swaying.
The saliva flowing from her mouth due to the endless waves of pleasure.
Her private parts, wet enough to make squelching sounds, with hair glistening.
The low, beast-like moans, and the rattling sound heard because I was leaning my body against the door as my strength gave out...
At a scene where I could neither create nor see any of it... I grabbed my member and shook it like a madman.
Until my vision went white, until my lower abdomen ached.
Right in front of my eyes, she soon spurted her juices, completely drained of strength, and while lying prone in front of the door, her head was still turned toward Raul-ssi.
And Raul-ssi picked her up in his arms and returned to the bed.
I felt like I was going crazy watching him gently cover her with a blanket, as if denying my existence, stroking her hair, and lying down next to her.
The sight of her sharing a cigarette with him on the bed.
The sight of her burying her head between his legs as he sat on the edge, and licking Raul-ssi's thing carefully as if worshipping it.
The sight of her showing her plump buttocks, swallowing it deep into her throat, and pleasuring herself with one hand...
At sights I had never seen before, I got up from my seat and trudged powerlessly to the study.
Perhaps if a child is born, it won't be my child.
But I will raise it like a flower, beautifully and elegantly, without lacking anything in terms of wealth or anything else.
If it's a boy... I will raise him as my successor.
For the beginning of another immorality.
To pay respects to his seed.
Of course, I am aware that this is neither logical nor normal.
However, I will not be able to forget what I saw today. It will always be a shackle that catches and breaks me. So, whether I like it or not, I must accept it.
To live.
Noel, watching that scene, disappeared with a satisfied smile.
His holy sword adjusted its light so as not to be discovered, and enjoyed the scene along with its master.