Chapter 7: Coming-of-Age Ceremony – Heart-Pounding First Outdoor Urination (1)
The day of the coming-of-age ceremony had arrived. The estate buzzed with activity from early morning as preparations got underway. The ceremony wasn't just for the household—it brought together every young man and woman reaching adulthood from Bellorn Village, the heart of the territory, and the surrounding hamlets.
The house slaves hustled to pack bundles for the trip to Bellorn Village. Of course, Rina, who enjoyed the Orpen Viscount's special favor, had no real duties to attend to. But her limbs trembled with dread at the harsh reality awaiting her that night: sharing a first-night bed with the viscount himself.
What will Master do to me tonight? He'll definitely take my virginity... God, I just hope he doesn't use those horrific devices.
Tsuna's explicit tales kept flashing through her mind, tormenting her. According to Tsuna sis, I have to suck a man's cock. How could I put that filthy thing that pisses in my mouth? Just thinking about it makes me gag.
To shake off the fear churning in her chest, Rina finally left her room and wandered aimlessly through the estate. At the end of a corridor, she spotted the butler sorting luggage: Albert, the silver-haired veteran with his seasoned poise.
Despite his high status, he led by example, hauling heavy loads alongside the other house slaves. Seeing him reminded Rina of the secret Mina had shared yesterday.
Should I ask about the Bersian Viscountcy? But Mina sis said to be careful around the butler... If I phrase it cleverly, maybe it'll be fine?
A surge of inexplicable confidence propelled Rina toward Albert as he finished moving a load and turned back.
"Butler!"
"Rina. What is it?"
He replied with his usual emotionless face, utterly impassive.
Truth be told, Rina found the middle-aged butler a bit unsettling. In this estate, only two men never leered at her with sticky, lustful gazes: Kyle, the viscount's eldest son, who openly despised and avoided her, and Albert, who treated her with indifferent neutrality, just another face among the house slaves.
Since most men drooled over her with special attention, his detachment left her with an odd sense of distance. Still, she mustered her courage and spoke carefully.
"Um... I have something I want to ask."
"Speak."
"I'm so worried I won't be able to finish the seongryeju at the ceremony today."
Seongryeju. The customary drink of the empire's coming-of-age rites. Recipes varied by region, but in the Orpen Viscountcy's southern lands, it was a somewhat fishy brew of liquor mixed with sheep's blood.
"No need to worry. If you can't drink it, someone will stand in for you."
Local custom dictated that if a woman couldn't handle the seongryeju, a nearby man would drink it in her place.
"But I'm afraid no guy will step up to take my place."
"That shouldn't happen... If you're still concerned, ask Leon ahead of time. Leon, come here a moment."
The butler responded curtly, then called over Leon, who was hauling luggage nearby.
Leon. A sturdy house slave with black hair and black eyes.
"You called, Butler?"
Leon strode over briskly, then spotted Rina beside the butler and flushed beet red.
God, for such a big guy, he's so damn bashful. Not very manly.
Rina eyed him pitifully in her mind. The butler briefly explained her situation to Leon and asked if he'd serve as her Black Knight for the ceremony.
"Rina's Black Knight? Y-Yeah! Gladly!"
The butler nodded indifferently and turned to Rina.
"Rina, Leon says he'll do it."
"Leon, thank you so much. A Black Knight—sounds pretty cool, huh?"
Rina flashed a bright smile and sidled right up to him.
"T-T-Too close, Rina!"
"Oh? You hate me getting this close?"
"N-No, it's not that... You're just making me nervous..."
Leon flailed his arms trying to explain, while Rina teased him by pressing even closer. Their clumsy movements tangled awkwardly.
Squish.
Leon's rough palm landed squarely on Rina's ample bosom.
In the split-second silence, both their faces turned radish-red in unison.
"W-What the hell, Leon! Where are you touching?!"
"S-Sorry, Rina! It wasn't on purpose! I-I'll get back to work, Butler!"
"See to it."
"You can't just run off like that! Hey, Leon! Get back here!"
Leon bolted like his soles were on fire. Rina was too stunned to chase him.
Ugh... I'll make him pay for this later. Wait, that's not the point right now.
The seongryeju talk was just an excuse to start a conversation. The real topic came next.
"Anyway, thank you, Butler. You've solved my big worry."
"Good. Then I'll be—"
"A coming-of-age ceremony at last—I'm so nervous! Did you feel this shaky during your first one, Butler?"
Rina hurriedly changed the subject as the conversation threatened to end.
"It's too long ago; the memory's fuzzy."
"Did you have yours in Bellorn too, Butler?"
"No, mine was in Sianbel."
"Sianbel? Where's that?"
"...It's a frontier village in the Carsein Duchy now. Back in my youth, it was the heart of the Bersian Viscountcy."
A bitter nostalgia shadowed the butler's face. Meanwhile, Rina inwardly cheered at the mention of "Bersian Viscountcy."
"Ah~ So it used to be Bersian land. Why'd they lose such prime territory?"
"Because the Bersian Viscountcy betrayed their oath and broke their promise."
"Promise? What promise?"
As Rina's eyes sparkled with feigned innocence, a flicker of suspicion crossed the butler's gaze.
"It's a long, complicated tale. Not something light I can share with you now, Rina."
"Ah... Sorry, I must've bothered you when you're busy. My apologies, Butler."
"...Rina, has someone been whispering strange tales in your ear?"
"Huh? Strange tales? No... Never."
Her heart pounded at his sharp question. Rina forced an awkward smile.
The butler stared piercingly for a moment before turning away.
"Rina, remember this: you are a slave. Never forget your duty and station, not for a second."
"Pardon? Ah... Yes, I'll keep that in mind."
He left her with that cold warning and returned to his tasks.
No way... Did he catch on?
Rina pressed a hand to her chest, trying to calm her racing heart. Just then, a presence loomed suddenly behind her.
"Waaah!"
"Kyaa! W-What?! Oh? Master Edwin? What are you doing?!"
Edwin de Orpen. The viscount's second son, with blonde hair and blue eyes just like Rozette's.
Edwin grinned, clearly amused at scaring her.
"Hahaha! Standing there so defenseless makes me wanna mess with you, Rina."
"I thought my heart was gonna drop out!"
Sina stepped forward from behind Edwin like a shadow, scolding Rina's rudeness.
"Hey, you redheaded brat! Don't raise your voice at Young Master! Show some manners!"
Sina wore a proper house slave uniform today, not her usual underwear-only state. Though the fabric couldn't fully hide the bruises peeking around her breasts and thighs.
"Sina sis, I was just startled—couldn't help it!"
"It's fine, Sina. That reaction's kinda cute."
Edwin ruffled Rina's hair with his rough, large hand. It wasn't pleasant, but she endured it, gritting her teeth.
"Young Master, you're too lenient with that rude bitch. I get punished the second I step out of line."
"Rina's still young, unlike you."
"That slut's becoming an adult too. She's only two years younger than me."
"Haha, Sina—are you talking back to me right now?"
Smack!
"Aak♡!"
Without warning, Edwin's big hand slammed into Sina's breast, sending it jiggling wildly from the impact.
"Ah♡... S-Sorry, Master Edwin."
"See? You only learn when I beat some sense into you, Sina."
"Ahh♡... Yes. I'm a dumb maso slut who can't think straight without Young Master's hits. Please, hit me more..."
Sina thrust out her chest, panting with a bitch-in-heat expression. Rina froze, face flushed at the depraved display.
"Hahaha! Too stimulating for our little Rina, huh? But damn, Rina—every time I see 'em, your tits are just insanely huge."
With that, Edwin grabbed a handful of her breast and kneaded roughly.
Rina shrieked at the sudden, rude violation.
"W-What are you doing, Master Edwin?!"
Tears welled in her eyes as she glared daggers at him. He'd crossed lines before, but never this brazenly. His utter lack of care crushed her breast painfully; she winced.
"It hurts... It hurts! You can't do this, Young Master!"
"Why not? It's your coming-of-age day. I could fuck you now, and those stuffy church prudes couldn't say shit."
"...Keep this up, and I'll tell Master everything!"
Her fierce shout made Edwin reluctantly pull away.
"Hahaha! Threatening me? You're getting bold, Rina."
"Ugh... I won't forget this—I swear I'll tell Master everything, Master Edwin!"
Rina stepped back hurriedly, straightening her disheveled uniform. Edwin licked his lips openly at her bursting cleavage straining the fabric.
"Sigh, what a shame. Having to let Father steal your first night. If it weren't for him, I'd punch through that hymen right here."
"Ugh..."
Rina shot him a venomous glare, speechless from the vulgarity and humiliation. Meanwhile, Sina, glaring jealously, shoved her own chest forward and coquetted at Edwin.
"Young Master, forget that rude bitch—knead my tits instead."
"Hahaha! Sina's the best. If only Rina or Ryuna were as obedient as you."
Edwin seized Sina's breast and mauled it mercilessly.
"Aak♡! Too rough, Young Master... Be a little gentler, please."
Sina savored the pain without resistance. Rina watched the bizarre scene with contempt.
"After touching Rina's, yours feels kinda lacking, Sina."
Sina puffed her cheeks at his casual remark—an uncharacteristically cutesy expression that made Rina grimace.
Ugh... What the hell's wrong with that sis's brain? Total pervert.
Sina jabbed a finger at Rina's chest, venting her frustration.
"Mine are plenty big! That rude bitch has freakish cow udders!"
"Haha, yeah yeah, got it. Your tits are cute too, Sina."
"Ahh♡... That sounds sarcastic. You're hurting my feelings."
Then a man appeared: blonde like Edwin but with sharper black eyes and a leaner, more refined build.
"Edwin, what is this indecent display in the middle of the estate in broad daylight?"
Kyle de Orpen, the viscount's eldest son and heir.
