The Detective's Invitation
Her ass was as massive as her overflowing breasts. Seong-il spent a long time kneading those plump cheeks, savoring their lush fullness. Then he gripped them firmly with both palms and spread them wide apart.
"Slurp! Shlurp... slurp...!"
"Ahng!"
His cunnilingus followed immediately. Yuna let out a shuddering moan at the long-awaited stimulation against her pussy. She trembled violently even as she kept his cock in her mouth, lost in ecstasy.
When her oral ministrations faltered from overwhelming pleasure, Seong-il tapped her face with his foot, silently urging her to continue. Obedient to his unspoken command, Yuna resumed working her mouth with renewed vigor.
After they had been pleasuring each other's genitals for quite some time, Seong-il felt the telltale signs of his impending climax and warned her.
"Hup... here it comes...!"
Almost as soon as he announced his release, Yuna reached her own peak and sprayed her juices across his face.
"Huuuht!! Hngh...! Hngk!!"
Even with his face completely drenched in her fluids, Seong-il paid it no mind. He pressed his mouth against her quivering pussy—still twitching from orgasm—and began sucking without pause.
"Hngh!! Huuht... hng! S-stop...!!"
His relentless oral assault continued even though the aftershocks of her climax hadn't yet faded. She climaxed several more times under his tongue before finally escaping the torturous pleasure.
Once they were finished, Seong-il left Yuna lying there half-conscious from bliss and headed to the shower. As he washed himself clean, he thought,
Alright... Time to start the next phase. I need to make her realize that the rough play is just an extension of our games.
With that in mind, Seong-il gathered the towels from the bathroom and returned to her.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
Yuna gazed at him with hazy, pleasure-drunk eyes. She looked utterly dazed.
"...?"
"Just rest."
Without another word, Seong-il approached the silent woman and began meticulously wiping her body with a damp towel. After thoroughly cleaning her, he switched to a dry towel to remove every last drop of moisture. Then he handed her a glass of water he'd brought from the kitchen.
"Drink."
"...?"
"You've had multiple orgasms. If you don't rehydrate, your body will suffer from exhaustion. So drink."
"...."
Yuna silently accepted the water and drank it without protest. Inside, she was completely bewildered.
What the hell? He was so brutal during the act, but now he's acting like this?
She felt utterly confused by his contradictory behavior. Leaving the flustered woman behind, Seong-il stood up and said,
"Once you've collected yourself, come out to the living room. We still have the main topic to discuss."
Seong-il boiled water in Yuna's kitchen without asking permission and brewed himself some black tea. He was calmly sipping it while reading the newspaper in the living room when Yuna finally emerged, moving with obvious difficulty.
"Hoo... You're drinking tea in my house without even asking now?"
"Ah~ I'll bring you a gift next time. Don't be so strict~"
"...."
Yuna looked utterly drained by his shameless attitude. She sat down across from him and asked,
"You were using casual speech the whole time earlier, but now you're suddenly being polite...?"
"Like I said before, I just enjoy being rough. It was all part of the concept. I wasn't genuinely disrespecting you."
"Hmm....."
Yuna stared at him with a strange expression. After a long moment of silence, she finally spoke.
"Well... if that's the case, I have nothing to say. Anyway, what is this main topic you mentioned?"
"Ah! Right, that."
Seong-il began explaining the same thing he'd told Charlotte that morning—the debilitating fatigue he'd felt during his battle with Luphtesia.
"Huh?"
She looked at him in utter disbelief.
"Why?"
"What do you mean, why???"
They stared at each other, completely failing to understand one another. When it became clear Seong-il genuinely didn't get it, Yuna let out a deep sigh and answered.
"It's because you used Haste on the engraving, obviously!"
"....And that's a problem because?"
"Haa...."
"Sorry, but I really don't know. Could you please explain it to me?"
Realizing his question came from genuine ignorance, Yuna looked flustered but began explaining anyway.
"Haste magic originally doubles your physical abilities for about ten minutes. But once the duration ends, it inflicts a powerful overload on your body. It's a kind of rebound effect."
"Ah...."
"I'm sorry. It's such basic common knowledge that I assumed you already knew."
"Hmm... Is there any way to fix it?"
"Well, you could learn Superior Haste, but... it's an extremely rare spell. There aren't any scrolls available, and the engraving research isn't complete yet. It's impossible right now."
"Hmm....."
Seong-il looked visibly shaken by this unexpected penalty. Yuna tried to reassure him.
"Don't worry too much. The fatigue usually fades after four or five minutes."
"I see..."
"Oh! And if I ever manage to obtain a Superior Haste scroll, I'll try researching the engraving. Though finding one will be difficult...."
Hmm. It'd probably be faster if I just get one for her.
Having reached that conclusion, Seong-il stood up and replied,
"Understood. If I happen to obtain a Superior Haste scroll, I'll make sure to bring it to you, Miss Yuna."
"Ah...! Y-yes...!!"
"And..."
"...?"
"When are you free again?"
At his blatant suggestion for another session, Yuna's face turned bright red. She swallowed once, thought for a long moment, then answered.
"I'll be doing research in the workshop until next week, so you can come whenever you want."
"Got it~! I'll try to visit after work hours if possible. See you then!"
Although the side effects of Haste weighed heavily on his mind, Seong-il felt satisfied with the enjoyable time he'd spent with Yuna. He returned to the detective agency.
"Oh!! Seong-il! You're back!!"
"Yes!! Great Detective!!"
Charlotte greeted him enthusiastically as soon as he arrived.
"You don't have any separate plans for tomorrow, do you?"
"No, I don't. Why...?"
"Well, you see! It seems my father received high praise from the Duke for our 『Operation: Defense of the Eibach Ducal Family Heirloom!!』!"
『Operation: Defense of the Eibach Ducal Family Heirloom!!』
....Who the hell came up with that ridiculous operation name?
Seong-il did his best to hide his true feelings and forced an awkward smile. Completely unaware of his inner thoughts, Charlotte continued proudly.
"And so!! My father!! Has invited both me and you, Seong-il, to his residence tomorrow!! For brunch together! You'll come, won't you?!"
What the fuck? So suddenly??
Seong-il was taken aback by the abrupt dinner invitation from Sir Edwin Moriarty, but he had no real way to refuse. He simply nodded quietly in agreement.
"Yes. I don't have any particular problems with it... though I'm not very familiar with proper etiquette...."
"Don't worry!! I'm here, aren't I?! I'll take care of everything!!"
That's exactly what I'm worried about, you idiot...
Seong-il broke out in a cold sweat at Charlotte's bold declaration but nodded anyway. Whether she knew how he felt or not, she laughed excitedly, wrapped up the day's office work, and promised to see him the next morning.
The next morning.
"Seong-il!! Seong-il!!"
"Hmm? What is it, Detective Charlotte? Are we leaving early for brunch?"
"No!! No!! The newspaper!! Look at the newspaper!!!"
No matter how I look at it, this girl must have been a parrot in her previous life...
Grumbling internally at her dramatic tone, Seong-il silently took the newspaper she thrust at him and began to read.
Two days ago, the successful defense against the announced theft by the Phantom Thief Luphtesia at the Eibach Ducal Estate was not led by the Windom Metropolitan Police Department, but rather by the private detective Charlotte Moriarty, whom the ducal house had hired. It has been revealed that her proactive role was key to the successful defense........(omitted)
.......It has been confirmed that the incompetent police department, despite their large numbers, failed to play any meaningful central role. Furthermore, Charlotte Moriarty has been revealed to be the daughter of Sir Edwin Moriarty, the distinguished young lady of the kingdom's prestigious Moriarty family and the leading candidate for the next Royal Chancellor. This has caused quite a stir among many people.
"Oh ho...?!"
Surprisingly, the very next day after the incident, an article appeared in the Sun's Guardian newspaper criticizing the Metropolitan Police Department's incompetence while lavishly praising Charlotte.
"Ohhohohoh!! They say the awl in the bag cannot be hidden!! Even though I said nothing at all, the world has recognized meee!! Ohhohohohoh!!!"
You're creepy too...
Seong-il stared blankly at Charlotte, utterly exhausted by her shamelessness. Whether he was watching or not, Charlotte reveled in her own greatness(?) for a long time, giggling loudly before finally speaking to him.
"Oh?! It's already this late! We should head over to the residence where Father is waiting!!"
"Yes!! Great Detective!!"
The two of them rode the now-familiar magic carriage to the residence where Sir Moriarty awaited.
"Charlotte. You've arrived?"
"Father!!!!!!"
"Charlotte...! How many times have I told you not to shout like that when there are people around...!"
"Ah..."
"Hoo... Never mind. Walk with your father from now on. I've made a reservation at a restaurant."
"Understoo!..d."
Charlotte nearly roared again, forgetting her father's request for restraint, but barely managed to hold it in. Sir Edwin sighed at the sight of his daughter and led them from the government building to the restaurant.
The establishment they arrived at already had their meal reservation prepared. Dishes began arriving without any additional orders. They started their light meal and conversation.
"So you are the detective Seong-il whom my daughter has been relying on?"
"To be precise, I'm the detective's assistant, sir! Chancellor of Finance."
"Hoho. How modest. Since you work together, one could say you're essentially a detective as well... Excessive humility is worse than none at all."
"Not at all!! I mean it!! I've learned so much from the brilliant(?) Miss Charlotte!! I suppose this is the difference that early education(?) makes!!"
Although he'd praised Charlotte, Seong-il's words ultimately ended up praising his own family's education. Sir Edwin smiled gently in response.
"Haha!! You're too kind..."
Just as he was about to reply to Seong-il, someone called out to him.
"Sir Edwin! You've been waiting! I'm sorry for being late!"
A middle-aged man with a dignified appearance, seemingly having rushed over.
"Ah! Chief Felton! You've arrived. I came early because I wanted to see my lovely daughter. Please don't feel burdened."
"Ah, I see!! By daughter, you mean the rumored great detective...?"
At the chief's words, Charlotte quickly sprang forward and introduced herself.
"Hellooo!! Chief!!"
"Oh! Detective Moriarty! The hero of our city!"
"Oh my~ That's far too generous an expression. Ohhohoh"
Just shut your mouth already...
Despite her humble words, Charlotte's mouth was stretched ear to ear in a crescent smile, her eyes curved like half-moons. Watching her laugh, Seong-il unconsciously let out a mental sigh.
"Now now, this won't do. Introduce yourself properly, Charlotte."
"Ah! How rude of me... Hello, Chief. I am Charlotte, the young lady of the Moriarty family. It is an honor to meet you!"
"Haha! Such proper manners... I am Lucius Felton, Chief of the Windom Metropolitan Police Department. I look forward to working with you, Detective Charlotte!"
"The pleasure is all mine!!"
After the formal introductions, they did what nobles usually did—steering the conversation in circles, flattering each other as they talked.
This is tedious. When will it end?
The problem was that Seong-il, who wasn't used to such conversations, felt like he was dying of boredom. As they continued praising each other for some time, Chief Felton suddenly brought up a peculiar topic to Sir Edwin and Charlotte.
"Sir Edwin, Detective Charlotte."
"...?"
"Since both of you are here, I'll speak frankly. I was truly shocked by how Detective Charlotte stopped the Phantom Thief Luphtesia this time! During our nearly twenty attempts to capture her, the police department not only failed to catch the thief but was constantly mocked as she stole right from under our noses! Yet this time, Detective Charlotte stopped that very thief in spectacular fashion!"
"Hohoh!! You're too kind."
"Too kind? It's simply the truth! In that spirit, the police department would like to make you an offer, Detective Charlotte."
"What kind of...?"
Chief Felton took a breath, then dropped a bombshell that shocked everyone present.
"We would like you to become a special advisor on criminal cases for our understaffed police department...."
Is he insane...?
The entire group fell into shock at the chief's unexpected proposal. Then Charlotte opened her mouth.
"Ehh...? Me, in such an important position?!"
"We sincerely ask for your help! Detective Charlotte!!"
"Oh my....!!"
The interesting part was that as Chief Felton made the offer to Charlotte, he kept glancing at Sir Edwin, clearly gauging his reaction.
This is 100% an offer meant for Sir Edwin, the Chancellor of Finance! It's completely a flattering gesture!!
The quick-witted Seong-il immediately understood. Chief Felton had made the special advisor proposal to flatter Sir Edwin by praising his daughter Charlotte, while simultaneously trying to curry favor with a high-ranking politician who might become the next Chancellor.
"Ah... No!! Chief! Is that really true!?"
Sir Edwin grabbed both of the chief's hands, his face filled with delight.
"To think you would evaluate my daughter—no, Detective Charlotte—so highly... I'm truly moved!!"
"Haha! Recommending truly excellent talent for the good of the nation is only right, regardless of whether they are enemy or child, isn't it?!"
"Ooh....!"
Sir Edwin Moriarty looked deeply moved. His only daughter, who had caused him so much heartache with her usual eccentric behavior, was being praised so highly. The man known as the iron-blooded chancellor who supposedly had neither blood nor tears found his heart melting away.
They say no parent can win against their child....