Chapter 163
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Translator: penny
Chapter: 163
Chapter Title: Not Quite Bedside Care -2-
-----------------------------------------------------------------
"Oppa~"
The unique vitality Rike showed only to me.
The moment I saw her arriving with a lunchbox, the corners of my mouth lifted automatically.
"You're here? You don't have to go through the trouble of preparing food. We could just buy something from outside and it'd be plenty..."
"How could I do that? Sis and Chloe both put thought into making this together."
A question mark naturally popped up at the unexpected involvement of someone far from the kitchen.
"Chloe too?"
"Yeah. It's a super expensive lunchbox, right?"
She set the hefty lunchbox on the table—its weight evident even from the size—and flashed a cute smile at me.
"This... I couldn't buy it even with all my savings."
"If Eclair heard that, she'd say, 'Hah! Always so smooth with words...' But you're totally sincere about it."
I chuckled at Rike mimicking Eclair with a serious tone mixed in.
"Right? I'm always sincere. Eclair knows it too; she's just too shy to admit it."
"Totally. That's what makes her cute."
Watching her graceful movements as she unpacked the lunchbox on the table...
I felt a sudden urge to just hold her in a hug, even without anything more intimate.
"Rike. Before we eat, come lie down with me for a bit. The church bed is so soft and comfy."
I patted the spot next to me on the wide bed, and Rike kicked off her slippers like she'd been waiting for it.
I gently caught her as she flung herself onto the bed in her academy uniform.
"Whoa~! It's really you, oppa! Oppa~"
"Whoa! It's really Rike~ Rike!"
We exchanged exaggerated reactions, rolling around under the covers playfully.
Being with Rike made me crave the comfort and familiarity of home right then.
"Ahh—! I wanna go home~"
Rike giggled at my sigh and poked my cheek with her finger.
"If I wasn't home, you'd just keep training nonstop, right? Even if it feels fine, pushing too hard could reopen your wounds. Absolute rest for now."
"Feels like my body's stiffening up if I don't move."
"Didn't you say rest is a key part of growth?"
"...Yeah, that's true."
Every caring word she said was too sharp to argue against.
Trapped by the walls I'd built myself.
Her undeniable points drew groans from me without fail.
"...I don't want to leave you here alone either, you know?"
"Of course I know."
I hugged her tight as she ended with her usual coquettishness, her breath tickling my skin.
"Your arms really calm me down... The bed at sis's mansion is nice, but without you, it's hard to fall asleep."
Rike's unique scent and softness.
The traits of my woman sent blood rushing below like Pavlov's dog.
Feeling the hard sensation poking her lower belly, she traced circles on my patient gown with slender fingers.
She licked her lips with a seductive smile that only appeared in special moments.
"Oppa. Already pent up?"
Rike asked, but she didn't wait for my answer.
She climbed on top, sucking on my neck and chest with wet smacking sounds.
I pulled the church blanket over us and held her close as she pressed her whole body against mine.
She was slipping into the loose gaps of my gown like a baby kangaroo.
This blissful sensation I wanted to savor forever—but I spotted the lunchbox on the table and snapped back to reality.
"Shouldn't we eat first?"
"Huh? We are eating."
Rike peeked her head out from my embrace, her face dead serious, not joking, which made me burst out laughing.
I probably didn't look convincing with my dick standing at attention, but I patted her cute butt over her uniform to calm her.
"Can't clean up properly here. Not that I don't want to."
Rike slipped under the blanket toward my lower half and rubbed her face against the tented gown like a cat.
"Then just don't leave any traces."
She tossed out that playful line and pulled the blanket over herself completely.
Swoosh—
Under the covered, wriggling blanket, my other senses went into overdrive without sight.
The only visible part was Rike's pale legs sticking out.
Her excitedly wiggling feet looked adorable.
But out of sight, she'd already pulled down my pants and was slyly working her hand.
"Hah..."
The stimulating sounds and the hot, wet sensation I could never get used to.
For my sensitive nerves, it was explosive.
She gently targeted my weak spots with her soft tongue, her movements relaxed and full of affection.
"Slurp... mmmph... slurrrp..."
Focusing, I heard the lewd noises from under the blanket.
I slipped a hand in, groping her perky breasts over her shirt, and she let out aroused moans while sucking harder.
"Mmm...!"
Her dick throbbed in her mouth, pausing with each knead of her tits.
Full of cock yet still crying out in pleasure, her teeth grazed the shaft lightly as she squirmed seductively, urging me toward climax.
"Feels so good."
"Hehe~"
What more could express it?
At my honest, emotional words, Rike wiggled her legs and butt happily.
The illicit thrill of receiving luxurious service in a holy church sickroom.
Seeing her joyfully kick her legs even with my dick in her mouth pushed me to the edge.
"Cumming..."
I moved my hand from her breast to her head and pressed down.
Reading me before I spoke, Rike didn't stop, mercilessly driving me over.
All the pent-up seed from days without sex poured straight into the girl's mouth.
Splurt! Spluuurt— spluuuuurgle—
"Glrk...!"
To leave no traces, she deepthroated desperately; her visible legs trembled wildly before going limp.
Hearing residual coughs from below, I lifted the blanket. Our eyes met as Rike licked my dick clean and grinned.
"Gotta save some for sis~"
Mwah.
She planted a kiss on the glistening tip with saliva-coated lips, then hopped up and headed to the desk with the lunchbox.
"Hoo~"
My body wasn't fully satisfied with once, but my mind overflowed with intense pleasure.
Seeing me slumped on the bed, Rike laughed mischievously.
"Feel a bit refreshed?"
Pat pat—
Gracefully pouring the church-provided tea as if the earlier act was a dream.
That maddening gap made me want to ravage her right there, church be damned.
But Rike never holds back her moans once we start.
I didn't want any leaks outside.
Even if it was childish possessiveness, I wanted them all for myself.
I jumped out of bed and headed to the table. Rike showed me each compartment.
At least double the usual amount she made at home.
But now, I could eat leisurely.
"The menu's a bit different from home. Sis's place has such varied ingredients, so we each made our own parts."
"Thanks. If Eclair comes tonight, I'll tell her... and pass on my thanks to Chloe."
Rike's sides, now fully owning my tastes.
The bland seasoning maximizing natural flavors screamed Eclair.
And the dessert strawberries dusted with powdered sugar, clumsily chopped fruit tossed in—pure Chloe.
'...Is this even cooking?'
Cute effort to claim a compartment, though.
Thinking of Chloe sparked my morning curiosity. I fed Rike a powdered strawberry and asked.
"Did you talk with Chloe yesterday?"
Her troubled smile as she recalled...
"She started talking about her mom from when she was little and bawled her eyes out. Sis and I were so flustered."
I could picture it vividly, bursting into laughter.
"She's a good kid."
"Glad you get it, but I feel bad for worrying you unnecessarily..."
"Hmm."
Rike shoved food into my mouth to shift the mood, changing the topic.
"But she loved hearing about you. She stopped crying once she started asking about meeting you at the academy."
"My stories?"
What part of a selfish adventurer's antics would a knight family's daughter like?
Steadily whittling down a wolf demon's life bar despite bad matchup?
If witnesses saw, it'd make a fine tale—persistent knights would approve.
Roland, Doran's friend, would love it.
"Oh... Tonight, Eclair's coming for sure. I'm eating at the mansion with Chloe."
Sounded right; I nodded vigorously.
"Makes sense. Can't leave Chloe alone at the mansion."
"But she asked me to check with you."
"About?"
"If she can visit too?"
"Does she need permission? If she wants to come, she should. I'd be grateful."
Maybe knowing about our trio made her cautious.
Rike smiled satisfied and stuffed more food in my mouth.
"She'll be thrilled."
And as evening came, facing another church meal dilemma...
Eclair entered in her uniform, straight from work.