VIP Exclusive Special Course - 1
The morning had already been absolute chaos, so my body was exhausted, but my mind felt even worse. Honestly, all I wanted to do right now was collapse and sleep.
“Good heavens, your face looks like it’s been cut in half.”
Chloe, who usually fussed over my messy hair and clothes until they were perfect, let it slide this time. She stared at my face with the same pitying expression one might give a stray dog.
……Wait, that actually pisses me off too?
“You’ve been through so much since dawn, my lord.”
“Yeah. I’m glad you noticed. So can I finally get some sleep now? I feel like I’m about to pass out.”
“Of course. Please wait just a moment.”
She completely ignored me and vanished again with a quick whirl. I felt something bubbling up inside my chest. I must have been under way too much stress lately.
That’s right. When I thought about it, I really had been working too hard. Maybe it was time to run away…… No, even if I ran, I couldn’t abandon my life as a noble. I needed to find some way to live comfortably, playing and eating well without lifting a finger.
-Thump!
I lay down on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling. What did I even have to do next? Seeing off the nobles? They’d probably handle that themselves. Did I need to greet the delegation from the Bachn Kingdom coming to escort Amelia? Yeah… that one I’d probably have to handle personally. It would be nice if the war ended before then, though.
“War, war…”
When would it finally end? I understood they wanted a perfect victory for the sake of justification, but wasn’t it about time to wrap things up? Still, it probably wouldn’t finish before the delegation arrived.
“Ughhhhh.”
I hated this. I didn’t want to work. Why the hell did I suddenly have to do all this? I wanted to quit immediately. I’d need to recruit more subordinates. The more people I had to take responsibility for, the more rewards I’d have to give them, which was annoying, but the alternative was having to step in personally every time something happened… and that was getting old fast.
On top of that, I’d need “at least noble-rank people who could act in my stead, quasi-noble retainers, knights to use as hands and feet, and maids and servants to take care of the household……”
Damn it. There were way too many things I needed.
What useful connections did I even have right now? The people from Franz were ultimately Franz’s people. I’d been ignoring it until now, but it looked like I’d have to head to Muller after all. There would be people there, but the ones I needed to solidify my inner circle were people I’d have to bring with me… and who exactly fit that bill?
“First, Chloe.”
A young female knight. She was already acting as my closest aide and secretary, though she barely had time to play the role of “boss” anymore. She was working plenty right now and had talent worth looking forward to. She was already skilled enough to work directly under my father. I’d recently granted land to the Tristan family as well. She was probably preparing to leave this territory with me at any time.
Her magic power had grown quite a bit recently too, which suggested her understanding of the power she wielded had deepened. She was a promising subordinate I’d want to keep by my side for the long haul. Plus she was cute. Her only flaw was that her entire body was on the petite side, but her proportions were excellent overall. When I actually held her, she fit perfectly in my arms, which was why we ended up sharing a bed so often.
No one would dare criticize me for bestowing Grace upon my own female knight.
But Chloe alone wasn’t enough to handle the flood of work coming in.
“There’s also Zeke.”
Zeke mainly handled internal administration. He didn’t just do the tasks I assigned him; he took care of plenty of routine work too. Lately he’d been especially busy because of the Red Blood purge. Although my brother had originally assigned him to me, Zeke had accepted it and showed clear loyalty. He was quite competent. He was definitely a useful talent who could govern Muller in my place going forward.
“Next……”
Unfortunately, no other talents came to mind. There were other retainers working under me, Chloe, or Zeke, but the problem was that what I needed right now wasn’t soldiers; it was executives. Those kinds of people would be in Muller. The moment I started thinking about it seriously, I realized I was severely lacking in manpower. So that’s why all those territory-management stories were always about recruiting people. Damn it.
Even knight-level fighters were insufficient with just the twins, and I needed far too many people. Maids and servants couldn’t be covered by just Chloe and Neria either. Of course, using Muller’s people would be enough in terms of numbers, but at the very least the ones giving orders had to be my people.
“……Ugh! What the hell am I thinking about right now!”
Thinking about work again. I really was a lost cause.
-Knock knock!
“Come iiiiiiiin……”
I didn’t even feel like getting up from where I was sprawled on the bed. I didn’t care who was coming in anymore.
Click, click, click.
The sound of approaching footsteps made my ears perk up. ……It didn’t sound like just one person.
“Who—Whoa!”
Someone suddenly climbed on top of me while I was lying down. The unexpected weight knocked the breath out of me. It obviously wasn’t some Red Blood ambush. What the hell was it this time? I felt like something like this had happened this morning too.
“Who is it?”
“I don’t know……”
I tried to twist my head to look, but soft hands quickly covered my eyes.
Hmm…… This scent definitely didn’t belong to anyone from the castle. Judging by the weight on top of me, it wasn’t a man either.
“Who are you really……?”
“Hic. I’m disappointed.”
“Have you truly forgotten us?”
“……Huh?”
The weight suddenly increased. It wasn’t abrupt; it was gentle, as another body slid up beside me and leaned softly against me. As she did, her breasts pressed against the back of my hand resting on the bed. The heavy, soft sensation against my hand jolted my exhausted brain back to life.
This softness. This weight. This scent. This fullness. This texture belonged to……!
“Sasha?”
“Ah! You recognized me. Correct!”
“Then the person lying on top of me right now is……”
“Ta-da! It’s Ninya!”
The hands covering my eyes disappeared, and in the brightened view stood two women. Their golden hair was a deeper shade than Grace’s bright blonde, paired with red eyes. The two voluptuous women were Ninya and Sasha.
I was genuinely surprised. I hadn’t seen them much lately because I’d been so busy. That must be why.
“How did you two get here?”
They shouldn’t have been able to come unless I called for them. At my question, Sasha smiled gently and began fixing my disheveled hair while I lay there.
“We heard you were having a hard time, my lord, so we came to comfort you.”
“Hehe. You’ve had way too much work lately, haven’t you? So much that you haven’t even had time to visit us. That’s why we prepared the Red Flower Garden’s exclusive VIP Special Course~”
Ninya giggled as she poked my cheek. But a VIP exclusive special course? I’d visited as a VIP several times already, but I’d never experienced anything like that before.
“Is this some new service?”
“It’s a special course prepared exclusively for you, my lord.”
Ninya, who had been lying on top of me, stretched her body and settled down on my back. The weight—well, since a person was on me, it was the perfect amount—and I could feel the soft feminine curves moving against me. Ninya boasted an overwhelmingly sensual figure compared to the women around me, so every part of her body pressed against me with shameless clarity. Her soft breasts, hips, and thighs……
“Wait, what about Beatrice?”
“Of course she came with us.”
“Mother is currently preparing the special course.”
Hmm, preparing? Just how big was this? My heart was already starting to race with anticipation. I felt a bit more energetic.
“Now then, please rest deeply until everything is ready, my lord.”
“We’ll give you a massage.”
Both Ninya and Sasha climbed onto the bed and positioned themselves around my body.
-Press, press!
Four delicate hands began to caress my body. Sasha started working on my lower body—calves, thighs, and buttocks—while Ninya focused on my upper body, massaging my neck, shoulders, arms, and back. Their movements were gentle yet expertly skilled.
“Mmm, mmm. That feels good.”
“We’re glad you’re satisfied, my lord.”
“I kind of want to do something more erotic, but let’s start by loosening up your stiff body first. Sasha.”
“Yes, Ninya.”
“Ooh, ooh……”
They began stimulating the exact stiff spots with just two fingers in a strangely precise way. I was genuinely impressed by how skilled they were. Had they been practicing this normally? They used their palms, their entire hands, and sometimes just a single finger. The variety of stimulation was so rich that my whole body gradually began to relax.
When their strength wasn’t enough, they even used magic power to apply stronger pressure. This was definitely the skill of first-class masseuses……!
-Press, press!
“Usually—mm, right there, that’s good. Ngh…. So you do practice this regularly?”
“That’s right. We usually practice on the older sisters at the shop or on Mother.”
“There are quite a few sisters who choose this as their main route.”
So there was a massage parlor too. Come to think of it, they offered more services than I’d realized. Ugh, those medieval bastards. They’d been enjoying all this by themselves. ……Though I could receive it whenever I wanted now.
“Alright, please turn over now.”
“Mmm.”
At Ninya’s words, I gathered what little strength I had in my pleasantly languid body and rolled over onto my back.
“Oh my.”
“As expected of you, my lord. You’re very healthy.”
Something sprang up abruptly. Obviously, it was my cock. The two sisters exchanged glances when they saw it.
“What should we do, Sasha? Don’t you think it would be too pitiful to leave our lord like this?”
“I agree. Shouldn’t we help him relax a little more?”
“Hehe.”
“Hehe.”
Seductive glints began to swirl in both their eyes as they looked at each other.
“Then, we’ll begin the service.”
“Appetizer before the main dish.”
The sisters’ hands reached for my pants.