Chapter 96
Chapter 96
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 96
Chapter Title: Owner and Pet #3
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“…W-what are you talking about! It’s just sweat!”
When I pointed out that the area between her legs was wet, Elga said exactly that.
But no matter how little I knew about women, I wasn’t enough of an idiot to mistake sweat for love juices.
That said, what I couldn’t understand was that there was no lewd or romantic atmosphere between Elga and me right now at all.
What was so exciting or pleasurable about putting a collar on Elga, mounting her, and occasionally smacking her butt?
Pzzzt-.
At that moment, it was like lightning struck the circuits of my calm thinking.
It felt like something I’d heard somewhere before.
They’d said that people who were weak to being pushed around had a pretty high chance of being masochists who got pleasure from being tormented.
Elga was definitely the type who was weak to being pushed.
But Elga, a masochist?
That was as absurd as a vegan tiger.
If you asked whether Elga was suited to being tormented or doing the tormenting, she was overwhelmingly the latter, obviously.
Every time Elga tormented me, I’d always thought that this wicked girl got a kick out of seeing others suffer and writhe—that she was close to a sadist.
Yet the current situation was directly contradicting my theory and image of her, so of course I felt confused.
Just in case, I raised my palm and smacked Elga’s butt once more.
Smack-.
The sensation of her soft yet firm butt rippling against my palm felt pretty good. At the same time, Elga’s back—where I was mounted—shuddered like she’d been struck by lightning.
“Eeeuuugh…!”
No matter how you looked at it, this reaction was indecent. The Angmar-maker residing in my lower body was twitching, so there was no doubt.
This girl.
She was getting pleasure out of being punished.
At this rate, it wasn’t punishment—it was a reward.
How outrageous.
Did she think I’d like seeing others tormented because she herself felt pleasure from being tormented?
Once that thought hit me, I suddenly understood the principle behind all the tyranny Elga had unleashed on those around her up until now.
Maybe Elga had been hoping someone would discipline her?
But no one had ever scolded Elga or sternly reprimanded her.
So Elga had become even more of a brat, and as a result, she’d turned into a thug who pinched the cheeks of innocent, upright people like me, tugged their ears, and snickered about it.
Fwoosh.
“Wha—!?”
Thud.
At that moment, Elga’s upper body straightened up, so I—who had been mounted on her back—went tumbling to the floor.
“We’ve done all three laps! Done!!”
It seemed we’d completed all three laps around the room that Elga and I had agreed on beforehand. When did the three laps end? I must have been too lost in thought.
Elga wiped the sweat dripping from her forehead with the back of her hand.
“Okay, so I did as you said. Now you have to give me my reward.”
“Reward?”
“Yeah. Don’t you remember rewarding me whenever I listened to you?”
I wondered what her reward was, then I recalled how she’d always bitten my lips or my nose under the pretext of a ‘reward,’ even though I hated it and refused.
“Hurry up and give me my reward.”
Elga demanded it from me like she truly deserved a top-tier prize. No matter how you looked at it, this didn’t seem like a slave-master relationship.
“Hurry!”
Elga grabbed me and pulled me to my feet.
And then she kept urging me for her reward, but I knew exactly what she wanted—a kiss.
“Fhew-.”
With no other choice, I let out a sigh and said to Elga, “Then close your eyes.”
She looked at me like that, then slowly closed those brilliant blue eyes.
I approached such an Elga and kissed her.
With a light smack-.
Lightly, that is.
Then Elga opened her eyes and threw a tantrum.
“What’s this? Who’d stick something this lame up their nose? Did I ever give you this half-assed treatment? Aren’t you supposed to do exactly what I did to you?”
“…….”
She had a point.
“Do it again.”
Elga rejected my reward like a strict music teacher. And then she closed her eyes again as if it were the most natural thing, which sparked a bit of my own stubbornness.
So I leaned in close to her lips once more.
By the time the faint apple-scented sweat from Elga gently tickled my nose, I overlaid my lips on her soft ones and slowly slipped my tongue inside.
“Mmph…. Hm…?”
At that moment, Elga grabbed both my cheeks. Her grip was stronger than I expected, leaving me flailing like a deer caught in a snare.
“What’s this? Let go. If you don’t let go, I’ll punish you!”
I tried threatening her, but Elga’s hands gripped my head and showed no sign of releasing. One of her eyebrows arched up as she faced me.
“What about you? You reek of alcohol. Wine on your breath.”
“Wine…? What are you….”
That was ridiculous—. I tried to say as much.
Because I didn’t enjoy wine or beer or anything like that. Unless someone forced me, I wouldn’t even take a sip. One sip was enough to get me drunk.
Of course, I hadn’t drunk any wine today either.
There was only one reason my breath would smell like wine.
I’d kissed someone who had drunk wine.
“Theo, your mouth smells like wine.”
I felt chills rising up my back as I struggled to escape Elga’s embrace.
“What are you even saying? Why would I drink something like wine? I’m a devout follower of the Church of Radiant Flame. I swear. I didn’t drink any wine.”
“Yeah, I know you didn’t drink it.”
Slurp.
At that moment, Elga leaned in to kiss me.
And then, like she was tasting every nook and cranny of me, she shoved her tongue into my mouth and swirled it all around.
“Mmph-!”
“Slurp, smack. Schlorp.”
How should I put this—it was like oral rape.
It felt like everything about me was being devoured by Elga. I was held tight and couldn’t escape. Was this how deer felt when they were eaten alive?
The kiss continued until my breath was truly choking me—until my vision started turning blue—and only then did it stop. I gasped for the ragged breaths I hadn’t been able to take until then and asked.
“Puha. What the hell are you doing?”
“It tastes like wine. Your mouth tastes like wine…!”
“…N-no, that’s impossible, right?”
“No way it’s impossible. It’s the scent of Eastern Forest Meru. The smell of Forest Meru wine. The expensive stuff that costs 50 gold per bottle. Doberna wine, more expensive than the same weight in gold. The fragrance lingers all day.”
Her brows furrowed.
“There’s only one family in Angmar that drinks Forest Meru Doberna wine. You bastard, what did you do with that bitch Mirna!”
“……!”
How could she deduce that much from the faint lingering wine scent on my lips?
Thinking that her brilliant, competent deductive skills were tightening around my neck little by little made me tense up. What if she rips my head off like this?
But then Elga started shedding tears again, drop by drop.
“Don’t hang out with Mirna!”
She let go of my face and wiped the tears streaming down her own.
It was fortunate she didn’t kill me, but I hadn’t expected her to burst into tears like this, so in a way, it left me even more flustered.
“Lady Elga, why are you suddenly crying?”
“You really don’t know and you’re asking!?”
“Well….”
“Why do you think I’m doing this stupid collar thing!”
I thought it was really fortunate that the soundproofing in this Platinum Dormitory room was so good. Expensive dormitory living up to its price.
Soon, Elga huddled on the floor, covered her face with both hands, and sobbed loudly.
“It’s unfair. Why do I have to become such a mess because of you? You’re totally fine. Why am I the only one losing everything!”
“…….”
“You said you liked me too! But why does it feel like I’m the only one obsessed? Like I’m the only bad guy! You said you wanted to become a Lioness!”
Elga’s emotions were extremely intense—like raging waves crashing every which way.
If I reached out carelessly, I felt like I’d get swept up too and shattered by the stormy emotions. I didn’t know what to do.
“Why are you only like this to me! You smile and chat so nicely with Mirna or Aira, but with me, you just get pissy…!”
“…….”
Elga really does like me.
Honestly, I hadn’t expected her to clash with her emotions this intensely.
Even if Elga liked me, I hadn’t imagined it would be this fiery hot. The temperature of Elga I’d imagined and the real Elga’s temperature were different, so it was a shock, I suppose.
But thinking about it coldly, it made sense.
I’d already confessed to Elga. If I went fooling around with other girls and acted like nothing happened, of course she’d be mad.
However, I had my own issues.
If I were an ordinary guy, I probably would’ve spent my life with Elga, living happily ever after.
But I carried a fate that made that impossible.
“Lady Elga, I….”
As I reached out to place a hand on the shoulder of the sobbing Elga, I opened my mouth.
But I didn’t know what to say, so I pulled my hand back soon after. Part of me even thought about spilling all the problems I was carrying.
“Lady Elga, actually, I….”
I am Angmar’s little demon king.
No, beyond that—I’m a bizarre man who possessed this world—.
It felt like everything would become easier if I revealed it all, so those truths bobbed up and down in my throat for a moment—.
Elga spoke first.
“Enough now. Get out.”
“…….”
“I said get out.”
Elga’s voice was chilling, like a well-honed blade. The kind that could kill with words alone.
But I couldn’t leave.
I knew that if I walked out like this, things with Elga would become irreparably broken in many ways. If I actually left just because she told me to, I’d be done for in every sense.
My head might literally get chopped off.
Wasn’t what Elga meant right now more like ‘Don’t leave—comfort me like it’s my last day tomorrow!’?
So despite her icy tone, I didn’t slink out of the room.
“Why aren’t you leaving? I told you to get out.”
In fact, her voice held a hint of joy. She seemed glad I wasn’t leaving.
Seizing that opening in her heart, I said in a serious tone,
“Lady Elga, actually… I have a confession to make.”
“A confession? What confession now? You’re just playing with me again with that slippery tongue of yours? I’m not listening.”
Elga hugged her knees and buried her face. She was like a tightly shut clam. She’d already put up walls around her heart and clearly didn’t want to hear me out.
For such an Elga, I decided to clash with a bit of sincerity.
“No one knows this, but actually, I can’t become a Lioness. And I shouldn’t.”
“…What’s that supposed to mean? You can’t become a Lioness?”
Elga’s head lifted slightly.
I could feel my sincere confession seeping through her shell, moving her heart a little.
I gently closed my eyes.
“No one knows. Not even Queen Aira. I’ll tell only you, Lady Elga.”
With this confession, our relationship would drastically change from here on.
Before that, I decided to check her resolve.
“Lady Elga, do you think you can handle it?”
“Handle it? Are you trying to scare me right now?”
Rustle.
Elga’s head lifted fully.
“Fine, what’s so big about it?”
Like she was saying, ‘Go ahead if you dare.’
To meet such resolve from Elga, I decided to show my own.
“I am the descendant of a fallen house.”