Chapter 142
Chapter 142
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 142
Chapter Title: Joint Assault #2
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“What did I just say?”
Mirna asked me as if she herself was surprised by her own words.
So I repeated the shocking thing I’d just heard back to her.
“You said you were becoming obsessed with me.”
“Why would I say something like that?”
“...”
How was I supposed to answer that?
One thing I’d definitely noticed was that Mirna’s state was far more unstable than I’d thought.
Was she under a lot of psychological pressure?
There had to be a reason she kept saying things and doing stuff that the usual Mirna Draco wouldn’t.
And that reason probably had a lot to do with what happened in that secret room a few weeks ago.
Mirna let out a sigh. “Hoo...” How many times had she sighed since meeting me today? Maybe five?
Finally, she spoke as if she’d sorted out her thoughts.
“I know it too. How selfish and wrong it is for a woman to try controlling or handling a man however she wants.”
“Is that so?”
“Men like women who are pure-hearted and cheerful. Like Narmi. She’s like a girl who jumped straight out of a fairy tale.”
I’d sensed it before, but Mirna seemed to harbor something close to envy toward her twin sister, Narmi.
It’s natural for people to envy others’ strengths that they lack. Sometimes it can even become motivation for self-improvement.
But in Mirna’s case, it felt wrapped in frustration, so she probably needed some comfort and restraint.
I said,
“When I look at you, Lady Mirna, I think you seem like a girl from a story too.”
“Me?”
“Yeah. Dignified, full of pride, brimming with confidence and responsibility. It was cool.”
“Hmm.”
Mirna’s reaction was lukewarm.
Had I overdone the praise?
I’d felt a twinge of regret even as I said it.
Aelana Elga had always been thrilled by excessive compliments, so I figured Mirna would be the same. Apparently not.
“Hmm... What other impressions did you have?”
At her follow-up, I added more descriptions.
When I talked about her mysterious looks or elegant speech, Mirna actually smiled, seeming pleased. “Hee-hee.”
“You’ve got a good eye for people, Theo Gospel.”
Looks like no one hates compliments.
Mirna spoke as if she had something to say too.
“The first time I saw you, I actually felt something amazing. Like we’d met somewhere before.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. And even though we hadn’t met many times, you felt familiar, like we’d met several times already. That time too. That time—”
“What time do you mean?”
“When was that time? It was...”
Mirna hesitated over “that time.”
I waited patiently, still holding her hand, and she continued as if shaking off her inner reluctance.
“That time... in the garden with the flowers blooming, when you, Theo Gospel, kissed me.”
“Oh, that time. Sorry about that. You got really mad when I kissed you out of nowhere.”
“Yeah. But... how should I put it? It also felt familiar, like we’d done it once before... something like that.”
“...”
Well, yeah, because I’d kissed her sister Narmi first.
Of course, Mirna had no way of knowing that, so she muttered to herself, “I just said something so embarrassing.”
She still saw kissing and skinship as ‘embarrassing things.’ Seeing her shy after her usual boldness was kinda cute.
I decided to tease her playfully.
“So, how was it that time?”
“That time?”
“When we were trapped in the secret room. When you and I became husband and wife.”
“...W-Why are you asking that!?”
Mirna yelped loudly. Good thing no one was on the second floor, or they’d have stared and whispered for sure.
Realizing it, she asked calmly in a quieter voice.
“Why are you asking that?”
“Because I’m curious. It was great for me. I felt like we truly became one. I hope it was the same for you, Lady Mirna.”
“...”
Mirna said nothing. She just turned her head toward the screen, avoiding my gaze.
Her silver hair parted, revealing an ear flushed bright red. It practically begged to be nibbled.
Of course, I didn’t.
If I touched her without permission, she’d explode in anger for real.
* * *
My café date with Mirna ended with just holding hands lightly.
I wanted to do more, but her defenses were tougher than expected. Breaking through wasn’t easy.
She felt like someone I’d never been intimate with, that inner wall so solid.
If I couldn’t unravel that, fully conquering House Draco would remain a distant dream.
Not easy.
I sighed at the tough conquest.
Then, someone lying next to me stirred and sat up. Her smooth figure gleamed beautifully in the soft moonlight from the window.
“Why the sighs? You’re bad luck.”
Elga grumbled at me curtly, then swept her hair back and tied it. Exposing her pale breasts and snowy armpits.
Staring, I vaguely brushed it off. “It’s nothing.”
If I told Elga, “Lady Mirna’s proving hard to conquer,” she might punch my jaw.
“Boring.”
Elga lost interest and flopped back onto the bed.
“Oh.”
Remembering something, she wrapped herself in the blanket, got up, and opened my fridge.
Clunk, creak.
My bed, my room, and she treated it like her own.
“Nothing to drink?”
“Just water in there.”
“I’ll stock some beer. Or you do it. Got it?”
She gulped down the water. Probably thirsty from our intense workout earlier. Made me thirsty too.
“Leave some for me.”
“Huh? Already drank it all.”
“...”
“Should’ve said sooner, dummy.”
Annoying.
I got up, approached Elga, yanked the blanket off her, and pinned her against the wall.
“Hey, mad I drank all the water?”
“...”
“I’ll get you water... ugh...”
“Next room might hear. Bite this. Soundproofing’s bad here.”
“Mmph—.”
I grabbed her panties nearby and stuffed them in her mouth, then thrust into her from behind.
Squish.
I’d cum once in bed already, but I was still rock-hard, easily piercing her soft warmth.
Schlick, schlop.
“Ngh, hngh.”
As I moved, Elga, braced against the wall, slid to the floor. I pounded her from behind on the floor, admiring her slim waist and smooth back.
Bounce, bounce.
The most amazing part was her breasts peeking from behind.
Even after seeing it so many times, how could human boobs be this big, soft, and perfectly shaped? Unreal.
And the fact that I was doing this with such a hot woman in my room? Surreal.
Plus, that twisted sense of domination—‘I own this woman’—filled me with satisfaction. Creampie, no question.
Spurt, spurt.
“Ngh.”
Elga clutched the blanket on the floor, convulsing.
Her hips and ass trembled, her insides twitching—she must’ve climaxed with my release.
Schlop, drip.
Pulling out from between her cheeks, my white cum leaked from her gaping pussy. Erotically satisfying.
An indescribable sense of conquest.
“Feel good? It was for me.”
I stroked her head and asked. She’d probably snap, “Don’t know, dummy,” like always.
“D-Don’t know, dummy. Haaah. Pervert bastard...”
See?
Lately with Elga, it’s like this.
Alone together, it always spirals into mindless sex. Her body feels too damn good and slutty; I can’t think straight.
Watching my ‘Lothario’ job exp rise, I wondered if all young couples were like this.
Clinging desperately like moths to flame. So why wasn’t it working with Mirna?
“Hey, why the death glare?”
Elga, peering into the empty bottle, noticed my mood as I sat on the bed.
I asked her,
“Do you like me, Lady Elga?”
“What kinda bullshit is that now? Wanna die!?”
She growled like she was furious, even smacking my head with the empty bottle.
Thwack.
“Eek...!”
Loud, but plastic, so not too bad.
I yelped dramatically to calm her, but she kept fuming.
“If I didn’t like you, would I do this with you!? Stop pissing me off!”
She was really mad.
I protested,
“But I’ve never heard you say directly that you like me.”
Her expression softened a bit.
“...Do I have to say it? Can’t you feel it in our vibe?”
Elga fidgeted, face red. Saying ‘like’ or ‘love’ seemed super embarrassing for her.
“...If I hated you, would I even be here? Even an idiot gets that.”
Her shy confession embarrassed me too. But if she comes forward, I should too.
“I like you too, Lady Elga.”
“What the hell outta nowhere...!”
━Kungkung...!
Elga, watching Squirrel Kungkung run on his wheel, bristled at my words.
“Keep bullshitting and I’m showering first...!”
Too shy to face me, she dashed to the bathroom.
Splashhhh.
After showers and fresh sheets, drowsiness hit as we lay down.
Busy day.
As I thought that, Elga nuzzled into my arms.
“Hey.”
“Yeah?”
“You’ve got something on your mind. You keep zoning out even with me here.”
“...”
Sharp intuition.
Woman’s instinct?
“That Mirna bitch?”
“...”
Elga’s gut was almost psychic.
“Me right here and you’re thinking of her. Infuriating.”
She bit my side hard. Hurt enough to tear up. But she let go quickly.
“Looks like things ain’t going well with Mirna, huh?”
She asked smugly, like she’d won. And yeah, like she said, progress with Mirna was stalled.
But I couldn’t admit that to her face.
I’d been mulling alone, but apparently it showed.
“Be honest. It’s her, right?”
“...”
To maintain my harem king dignity, I played it cool.
“Things are going well with Lady Mirna. Not zoning out over her.”
“Hmm, really? Was gonna help if you were stuck. But if it’s good, no need for me then—”