Chapter 43
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 41
Chapter Title: Shaking Your Breasts to Seduce Me?
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Emerald waves sparkled on the sea.
To some, it might be a romantic sight, but in my eyes, it looked like a massive guillotine.
"I'll catch you, you know?"
The princess, already in the water, spread her arms wide.
"It's not that deep. Come on in."
Staring at the waves made me feel seasick.
Calm as it was, just its presence churned my stomach.
Thump thump thump!
My heart raced.
Being this close to the ocean triggered my survival instincts.
Childhood memories could be so terrifying.
Almost drowning after being swept away by a wave while swimming—that trauma still gripped my ankles.
"Do I really have to go in?"
"We came to the beach. You have to play in the water."
"Sigh... I really can't."
"No matter what happens, I'll be right here. Don't be scared."
It was a reassuring line, but that made it all the more dangerous in its own way.
The princess in the sea.
Danger plus danger.
"Once you're in, you'll realize it's no big deal."
"What if it suddenly drops off?"
"I'll be right beside you. Look, it's not deep here."
The water reached the princess's waist.
It seemed plenty deep to me,
but for swimming, you needed at least that much.
"If you can't come in, go rest over there."
"...I-Is that okay?"
"But in return, you'll have to give me a massage."
"A massage?"
The princess held up two fingers.
They crooked like hooks, wiggling teasingly.
"...Ah?!"
I clamped my thighs together and wrapped my hands around my lower belly.
My body remembered exactly what that gesture meant.
My womb throbbed.
She'd been the first to teach me a woman's pleasure with those fingers, so the memory was seared deep into my flesh.
My body reacted like it had been trained for it.
This had to be the curse's doing.
Its insidious power, forcing me to settle into womanhood.
Or so I suspected, anyway.
"Haaah... Fine, I'll go in."
I stepped cautiously into the sea.
A wave caressed my ankle.
"Eek...!"
It sent chills down my spine.
Was this what the Grim Reaper's touch felt like?
The terror lingered because that bastard had once dragged me to death's door.
Yeah, but that was when I was a kid.
No matter how much bad luck piled up every time I visited the sea, surely this calm water wouldn't swallow me whole.
No.
I couldn't think like that.
The power of belief was real.
If you truly believed it would happen, it would.
To a magic researcher, it sounded like superstition, but experience proved it true.
Empty mind.
Clear thoughts, step into the sea.
"Eek...!"
A wave slapped my waist, startling me out of my skin.
Breathing
I cast a spell to breathe underwater, just in case.
I ventured in slowly again.
The sea's touch climbed my waist, heading upward.
It passed my navel and reached just below my chest when I arrived at the princess.
"Good job."
She gently stroked my head.
Ugh.
It really didn't suit her.
Regardless of gender, someone petting your head was rude.
Unpleasant.
No, it should be unpleasant.
"...I-I'm older than you."
I shook my head to brush off her hand.
Was it the shaky bridge effect?
Her touch felt reassuring.
She was reliably blocking the waves with her back.
Tsk.
What an irritating sensation.
It was shameful that my heart had fluttered for this... man. No, this woman, even if just for a moment.
"See? Nothing to it once you're in."
I nodded stiffly.
My feet touched the bottom.
That alone brought stability.
The clear water let me see beneath the surface—thank goodness.
If I couldn't, every step would have been nerve-wracking.
A sudden drop could appear anytime.
That was the real danger at sea.
That's exactly how I'd nearly drowned before.
"Eek!"
The princess suddenly splashed water in my face.
"We came to the beach. Skipping water play would be such a shame."
"Eek!"
She did it again.
Salt hit my tongue.
Cold droplets trickled into my cleavage.
"Don't do that. I'm not a child... Hey!"
I got revenge right away.
I scooped water with both hands and splashed her face.
I even threw in a bit of the annoyance from always being on the receiving end.
"You said you wouldn't, but you're weak after all."
"Not weak—strategic. This is an adult's... Glub!"
Mid-sentence, she splashed seawater into my mouth.
"Cough! Blech! Cough!"
I inhaled a full mouthful.
"When a person's... cough... talking...!"
"Strategy."
"Urgh...! Take that!"
I paid her back immediately.
"Ugh!"
Seawater got in her eyes—she scrunched her brow and rubbed them.
"Ah, sorry. Let me magic it away... Pfft!"
As I leaned in to check, she scooped me up and tossed me.
"Waaah! Ack! S-Save me! Please save me!!"
I flailed desperately.
I can't swim...
I paddled my arms and legs furiously to avoid sinking.
I shot her pleading eyes, begging her to grab my hand.
But the damn princess just stared at me blankly.
Of course!
Lately, we'd gotten too chummy—I'd forgotten her wicked nature hadn't changed.
A little splash on her face, and she dunks me?
Too much.
I even felt betrayed.
"What are you doing?"
She approached.
"...Huh?"
The water only reached her knees.
"Ah..."
I'd been thrashing around face-down in the shallows.
She'd thrown me outward from the sea, not deeper in.
"...H-How could you just toss a person like that?!"
"Look at you raising your voice in embarrassment."
"That was really dangerous. Don't do it again!"
"Ignoring what I say."
"Your Highness's pranks go too far."
I ignored my embarrassment and stood up.
Now I could see just how shallow the water was where I'd freaked out.
Still, it was her fault.
She knew I feared the sea and threw me in anyway.
Way over the line.
And she'd been the one to start splashing first.
"Before I teach you magic, I need to teach you manners."
"First, put this on."
"What now?"
I shot her an irritated glare, grumbling.
"Ah..."
A cow-print bikini dangled from her hand.
"I get that you're confident about your chest, but isn't this a bit too much?"
"Eek, uh, eek..."
I looked down awkwardly.
My gaze traced the deep valley.
It ended at soft pink hills.
I'd hoped not, but it was.
So predictably cliché.
"Kyaa!"
I screamed and covered my nipples with both hands.
"G-Give it here!"
"What do you have to be shy about now?"
"Ah!"
She crossed my wrists and lifted both arms at once.
"We've already had sex."
"Th-This is outdoors!"
"It's just us. Look around. Who's here besides us?"
Glance! Glance!
I quickly scanned the beach.
I knew, but we really were alone.
"Lady Withbel is such a prude."
"Anyone would be embarrassed in this situation!"
"I'm baring my chest too."
She was stripping off her top.
Her firm pectorals gleamed like ornate armor.
"A man and a woman are the same?!"
She flashed a lewd smile at my words.
"Hmm, so you're admitting you're a woman?"
"Th-That's not what I...!"
"Got it, Miss Withbel."
"No, I'm not...!"
I twisted my body to wrench my arms free.
"Are you seducing me by shaking your breasts all jiggle-jiggle?"
Had my strength always been this pathetic?
She held both my arms with one hand—I couldn't budge.
The Magic Tower Master's words about muscle training flashed by.
I should've exercised!
"Okay."
She'd teased enough and was letting go.
Always the same pattern.
She sampled my reactions just enough, then stopped.
"Hyaa?!"
Or so I'd thought. It was my mistake.
"You know what?"
"Hn."
"Lady Withbel's nipples look so pokeable."
She poked my nipples.
The ones buried in my areolas.
"D-Don't poke...! They're sensitive!"
"Oh, erogenous zones, huh."
"No... Hnng!"
Her finger dug into the plump areola.
It pressed the hidden nipple, wiggling.
Squish squish.
Trapped seawater made an embarrassingly wet sound.
"Hnn... Haaa..."
She roughly stirred the spot I always washed so carefully.
Hidden most of the time, it reacted intensely to stimulation.
My breath grew ragged, lower belly tightening.
It wasn't intense sexual pleasure—not enough to call a full erogenous zone.
Compared to my clit, the sensation was far weaker.
Still, it felt weird.
I couldn't stay still.
My lower belly churned.
The stimulation was up top, though.
"It popped out."
"Haa... Hnnu..."
My left nipple emerged.
Precisely, only the left one.
The right stayed inverted.
The imbalance embarrassed me more.
"Lady Withbel has such plump areolas and plump nipples."
Snap!
"Hng♡"
Her finger flicked the nipple finally seeing sunlight.
My body shuddered at the jolt.
"St-Stop...!"
"With your nipples this hard and erect, who are you fooling?"
"It's because of Your Highness... Hyaa!"
She pinched and rolled my nipple gently.
Each crush and twist of the plump bud sent electric tingles spreading through my chest.
...This feels good.
Curse aside,
a woman's body was full of erogenous spots.
Every place she touched felt wired straight to my womb.
Even now.
Thump thump♡
Her fingers on my nipple made my womb pulse with anticipation.
I could pinpoint exactly where it was.
The sea, just the two of us.
A lewd situation.
If this kept going, we'd definitely do it again.
...I had to reduce my lines anyway.
There was reluctance, but to cut down the ones that had piled up, I needed her semen.
"Eh...?"
I had my eyes closed, letting moans drift with the waves.
Then she released my arms.
"I'm hungry. Shall we go eat?"
"Huh?"
"Put it on."
She placed the bikini over my chest.
I stared up at her blankly.
"What?"
She grinned slyly.
"Want me to touch more?"
"...Wh-What?!"
I huffed a hollow laugh and put on the bikini.
"I had them prepare your favorite meat dish for lunch. It'll taste even better after playing in the water."
The princess headed out of the water.
She really meant to stop here.
Ugh.
Stress crashed over me like waves.
One moment bliss, the next utter disappointment.
"Ugh, what was I thinking...!"
I slapped my cheeks.
Anyone watching would think I'd been hoping she'd embrace me.
I hadn't hoped at all.
Not one bit!
I'd figured if it happened, it was unavoidable, but I never, truly, actually wanted it.
Nope.
I glared at the princess's back.
"...Annoying."
The honest mutter slipped out.
Luckily, the waves drowned my voice.