Chapter 167
Chapter 167
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 167
Chapter Title: Prepared for Tonight
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The conversation with Max flowed more smoothly than expected.
Through casual chit-chat, she could tell what kind of person Max was in this world.
"A new employee started recently, and the guy's really good at his job. Thanks to him, I've had a lot more free time lately. I might even get off early again tomorrow."
In this world, Max worked maintaining and securing the magical barriers on the outer walls.
He said his innate sensitivity to mana let him handle the job without any restrictions.
He arrived early but left earlier than anyone—a true ordinary office worker.
Aside from earning a bit more money thanks to his mana sensitivity, he was just your average guy you could find anywhere.
Maybe because he'd led such a peaceful life.
She could sense from their talk that he'd lived without a single wrinkle of hardship.
And as Eirin listened to Max, she learned what kind of person she was in this world.
An ordinary imperial woman running a flower shop in the bustling outskirts of the capital.
Nothing special, just a modest life with its little joys.
"How'd that customer turn out, the one who bought flowers as a gift last time? No issues, right?"
"Nah, all good."
They exchanged trivial stories.
Talk about the nice weather.
How good today's play was.
How crowded it was today.
Compliments on each other's outfits.
And so on.
Sharing these everyday moments felt so good.
Her heart felt at ease.
But.
'Too close.'
She couldn't even look at Max, who was sitting with his shoulder pressed right against hers.
She could feel his body shift slightly with every breath he took.
For Eirin, who'd never spent so much prolonged time so close to another person, this was both pleasant and bewildering.
What should she say?
How should she act?
Deep down, this was a situation she'd desperately wanted, but now that it was real, she had no idea how to handle it.
So most of the conversation was led by Max, with her just responding.
Even though it was a bit awkward, Eirin was satisfied.
When would she ever have a chance like this?
And separate from the talk.
'Nice smell.'
She liked the masculine scent coming from Max's body.
It felt like his natural aroma was gently enveloping her, and she'd even snuck a deep breath when he wasn't looking.
She felt a bit perverted doing it.
'If not now, when?'
She comforted herself like that.
After fidgeting for a while, Eirin cautiously called out to Max.
"Um... Oppa."
When he turned his head, his close gaze made her hold her breath for a moment.
"Yeah?"
"Th-that's..."
For the first time, she tried to take the lead in the conversation, but the words wouldn't come easily.
What was she going to say?
She'd definitely thought of something before opening her mouth.
But looking at Max's face, she'd forgotten it all.
"Oppa... do you like proactive girls, or passive ones?"
So she just blurted out the first question that popped into her head.
Without even knowing what intent lay behind it, Eirin changed the topic.
Max grinned at her words.
"Me? I like the Eirin right here next to me best."
Her face burned at his smiling words.
Oh no, what now?
That smile was devastating.
"N-not that..."
Eirin struggled to seize control of the conversation.
Honestly, taking the lead wouldn't change much, but she suddenly wanted to try directing it herself.
In a situation like this, maybe I can lead too.
A cute little thought.
But.
"Huh? Eirin."
"Y-yeah?"
Max didn't answer and suddenly leaned in closer.
"Your hair smells nice. New shampoo?"
"Uh, y-yeah? Th-that's..."
Max leaned in abruptly.
To sniff her hair, his body drew even nearer.
So close she could feel his warm breath.
He tilted his face toward her hair and inhaled.
'Ahh...'
The sudden close contact made her embarrassed.
Did I wash my hair properly?
No weird smells, right?
I even purified it with divine power just in case...
Eirin gasped sharply.
Tensing up so much she held her breath.
"You know? Goldmoon just came out with a new cosmetic cream. Hand cream, they call it."
"H-huh? Wh-what's that?"
She barely registered his words, unsure what she'd even said back.
Before she could process it, Max pulled out a small cosmetic jar stamped with Goldmoon's emblem and took her hand.
"O-oppa?"
"I'll put it on for you."
He applied the hand cream to his own hand, then gently massaged it into hers.
"Hnng..."
It was embarrassing.
The slick cream as he kneaded her hand this way and that—it was too much.
A weird sound slipped out unbidden.
She stared intently at Max's hand holding hers.
Thump, thump.
Her body heated up from the physical contact.
His fingers interlaced with hers.
"Ahh..."
"Feel good? Nice scent, right?"
"Y-yeah..."
Honestly, she had no idea what it smelled like.
Just that Max's hand holding hers felt so big, so reliable and reassuring.
"..."
"..."
Feeling his gaze, Eirin looked up.
Max watching her with warm eyes.
The desire for her in his gaze.
At the sight of a man who wanted her, Eirin bit her lip.
Unconsciously, she closed her eyes.
She felt Max's face slowly drawing near.
'Ah, it's starting.'
Smack.
A brief kiss.
That was it.
"...Huh?"
When the peck ended, Eirin opened her eyes.
There was Max, grinning playfully, waiting for her words.
"Wh-what, Oppa... Why just a peck?"
"I wanna hear what you want."
"Ugh..."
"Say, 'Please do it.'"
With that, Eirin realized.
Not just the conversation—he'd taken control of everything in this space long ago.
Eirin had been antsy ever since stepping into Max's house.
Meanwhile, Max was utterly relaxed.
He led or paused at his leisure, exuding confidence that he could claim her anytime.
"...P-please."
"More desperately."
"K-kiss... me."
"Just a kiss?"
"You're teasing..."
But she couldn't stop here.
"Do everything. Whatever Oppa wants, whatever I want... all of it."
At her words, Max's hand naturally wrapped around her shoulder.
'Ah...'
It had begun.
His hands undressed her as he kissed her.
Smack.
Smooch.
Smooch, smack, smooch.
He kissed her skillfully while slipping off her clothes.
He undid the belt of her prim dress and let it slide off.
Her snowy white skin emerged.
Flawless skin flushed slightly with embarrassment.
Her shoulders bared, and Max unhooked her bra.
"Cute ones."
Her heart swelled at his praise for the lingerie she'd agonized over choosing.
Just a short phrase, yet it felt so good.
Even if it was just an illusion, having her efforts acknowledged thrilled her.
Her breathing grew ragged.
"Hah, hah."
Swept up in excitement, she panted as she sought his lips more, even as he undressed her.
She rubbed her lips against his soft, moist ones and nipped at his tongue with hers.
Unable to hold back her arousal, she lightly bit his upper lip.
"Max oppa..."
She looked at Max, who had stripped her.
Her white breasts—her huge breasts—jiggled into view.
"Pretty."
He fondled them.
"Hnng!"
Skilled fingers.
As if he knew all her weak spots, he teased her nipples while squeezing her breasts firmly.
Her un-saintly, destructively voluptuous tits overflowed between his rough grip.
"You liked it when I played with them like this."
Max's cream-slick fingers, from the hand cream, caressed her breasts.
The slippery texture felt amazing.
His fingers danced slickly over her breasts.
"Hah, hah."
The wet, squelching sounds.
"Hnngh."
All the while, his lips and tongue relentlessly claimed hers.
And.
"Hah, so good."
His fingers lightly tickling her nipples.
It felt too good.
Pleasure raced up her spine.
As she gasped and whimpered, Max didn't let her rest.
Eirin entrusted her breasts to his hands.
"M-more, more..."
Her urging voice dripped with coquettishness.
She let out a nasal whine.
Coquetry she'd never show as a saintess—she melted into him with it.
She writhed as his hands obsessively targeted her breasts.
"Y-you're too intense... S-slow down a bit... Hnngh!"
Her lower belly clenched, her pussy drooling.
Her panties were soaked, clinging wetly.
This isn't right.
Just from breast play, getting this wet...
'He'll think I'm a pervert.'
To escape his relentless breast teasing, she pressed closer to Max.
His firm muscles rubbed against her breasts.
Trying to dodge his hands, she ground against his chest muscles instead, jolting with stimulation.
"Haaah~!"
It felt so good her hips bucked.
And she felt the heavy, hard thing pressing against her ass.
"Oppa, you're fully hard..."
Her breasts filled with anticipation.
And she said the line she'd prepared for so long.
"I'm ready tonight."