Chapter 142: A Very Special Glass for the Breast Cup Winner (6)
Chapter 142: A Very Special Glass for the Breast Cup Winner (6)
There was no insult greater than this.
Even a confrontation with a common street thug wouldn't have been this degrading.
Ruji Fermaton.
Did he have a cock for a brain, or was he born with one in his mouth?
"I was so flabbergasted I couldn't even speak," Irsenti said with a hollow laugh, tilting his head back. "He’s a complete nutjob. You can't talk sense into him."
If someone is reasonable, you can resolve things through dialogue. No matter how crazy they are, if they possess a shred of rationality, you can speak to them based on common sense.
"It didn't feel like a conversation between two human beings. It felt like I was dealing with a rabid dog."
Humans converse with other humans; they don't talk to a mad dog barking in their face. No matter how much a dog howls, a person might find the noise annoying, but they don't get angry and shout, 'That son of a bitch insulted me!'
"Trying to deal with a madman using a normal mindset... it just doesn't work." Irsenti covered his face with his hand. "Do you know what the most absurd part was? When 'noblesse oblige' and 'aristocratic etiquette' came out of that bastard's mouth."
Irsenti had experienced a moment of pure mental anomie.
Even if the Sirjosia family was only a Viscounty, anyone would agree that the Sirjosias were far more 'noble' than the Fermatons.
"What a disgrace."
To hear such things from the likes of Ruji Fermaton.
"He wasn't judging things with logic or reason. He’s a son of a bitch who judges everything with his dick."
"...I heard he wasn't that kind of person before," Irmiter murmured.
"Who knows?"
They had gathered information on Ruji Fermaton over the past few months.
"Maybe he was hiding it all along. Or maybe his true nature suddenly burst out, just like his father's."
"You mean... the one who likes men?"
"Exactly."
Ruji Fermaton.
A gloomy rapist who abused his First Night Right to deflower women at will. A waste of space who stayed holed up in the Lord's Castle, doing nothing but masturbating, violating women, and shitting every day.
And his current self?
He wasn't exercising the First Night Right anymore, but his actions were so radical it made one think those days were actually better. His behavior was so unconventional it shattered every aristocratic common sense.
In the midst of it all, Ruji acted like a sane man who just happened to be a sex maniac. It was a stark departure from their previous intelligence.
"The gloomy, loser sex maniac turned into an extroverted, perverted sex maniac. Can a person really change that much in an instant?"
"...Maybe someone is pulling his strings?"
"Pulling his strings?"
"Yes." Irmiter carefully placed a hand over her chest. "Otherwise, he would have tried to pounce on me the moment he saw me."
"...Irmiter. You don't have to go that far."
"I am a Sirjosia too. I've stayed quiet until now, but I won't turn a blind eye to the family's affairs any longer."
Anger began to smolder in Irmiter's eyes.
"Like you said, Brother, he’s changed. I'm not just saying this for no reason. The gloomy rapist who used the First Night Right is gone, replaced by a madman who screams about sex in broad daylight."
No one could understand the Young Lord's transformation.
"You know exactly when it started."
"Laura."
The Young Lord's change began with her.
"Yes. That bunny girl by his side. The woman he dotes on so much he even named a 'Knight Order' after her. From the moment he kept her by his side... Ruji Fermaton began acting differently."
Grit.
"I'll admit I lost in the breast department. Her breasts were certainly beautiful, and the fact that I couldn't win Ruji Fermaton's heart means I lacked charm." Irmiter ground her teeth. "But that woman, sucking on a cock right in front of everyone...!"
"It wasn't a real cock, though."
"It's basically the same thing! Would Ruji Fermaton let his woman suck another man's cock? Especially after making a glass like that? Ugh, it makes me so mad!"
She was more annoyed and angered by that bunny girl deliciously sucking a dick in front of Ruji than by No. 1004, who had actually won the contest.
"The old Ruji Fermaton would have handed that ice cream to me. He would have invited me privately to his room."
"Probably."
If it had been the old Ruji, he would have secretly invited Irmiter to the castle the moment he saw her breasts.
"You said it yourself, Brother. Ruji Fermaton is a man who enjoys drugging wine and raping sleeping women. Even the ones he took through the First Night Right."
"That's right. If you had been the one to eat that ice cream, it would have surely been laced with sleeping pills."
But Ruji hadn't done that. Instead, he had waved them away as if the Sirjosias were a nuisance interfering with his time with Laura.
"...It feels like he's concentrated his efforts," Irsenti said, clasping his hands. "Instead of sticking it into just any woman, he's only sticking it into women he's personally vetted."
The conversation between the siblings—between two nobles—had already devolved. When discussing a being like Ruji Fermaton, it was inevitable for the topic and content to become somewhat deranged.
"Ruji Fermaton is a psychopath."
Because the subject of their conversation was a madman who couldn't be judged by common sense or reason.
"He's a lunatic who views every single thing in this world through the lens of sex."
No one knew why. Whether Laura was the catalyst for the change, or if he was using her as an excuse to reveal his true self. Or perhaps, someone else had replaced Ruji Fermaton overnight.
"I don't know if he was always a psychopath, but we can't just leave a guy like this alone. He's causing damage to the Kingdom."
The Kingdom's Greatest Breasts. Someone other than Irmiter had claimed that title. And it was a woman from the Empire, no less.
"Brother."
"Yes?"
"I can't live with this defeat." Irmiter placed her hand over her heart and glared at Fermaton Castle visible through the window. "I'm going to make Ruji Fermaton crave me."
"......Are you really going through with that plan?"
"Yes."
The fundamental reason Irmiter had entered the contest, even going so far as to expose her breasts.
"The Royal Family would also prefer me to be the Countess of Fermaton. Rather than some older woman who's already been sold off once and has smaller breasts than me."
To become the Countess of Fermaton and bear the Fermaton seed for the Royal Family.
"...And he should obviously marry a noble rather than some random women from who-knows-where."
A glint of 'desire' began to shimmer in Irmiter's eyes. Seeing that desire, Irsenti closed his eyes. To one day repay the insult they suffered today.
Never.
Never again.
"......Fine. We'll teach that well-endowed bastard the meaning of aristocratic honor. My youngest sister."
It wasn't because he had succumbed to a sense of defeat as a male.
*
After returning to the office.
"Too much time wasted on those nobodies."
I quickly finished the remaining work in the office and waited for someone to enter.
"Did that little prick leave?"
"...If you are referring to Viscount Irsenti Sirjosia, he has departed for his territory with his sister."
"Hmm."
Now that I had actually done it, I thought about it while eating some breast pudding.
"...I might have talked a bit too much shit, didn't I?"
"Last time it was all about tits, and now you're obsessed with cocks?"
"Well, look at what's right in front of me."
I pointed to the glass molded after my own dick. The ice cream residue had been washed away with water, and it had been wiped clean until not a single droplet remained.
"Amy. What kind of reaction do you think I'd get if I gave this as a gift?"
"It would be a dick move."
"Amy." I clapped my hands toward her. "You're the first woman in the Fermaton County to talk back to me like this. You were so shy when you first showed me your panties."
"Well... that was then." Amy scratched her cheek. "The Young Lord now and the Young Lord back then feel like two completely different people."
"...What?"
For a moment, my heart skipped a beat.
"I feel like a different person?"
"Yes. You've changed significantly ever since you cut your hair."
"I suppose I have changed quite a bit."
I shrugged nonchalantly, feigning composure. There was no way she could know, and she wasn't testing me. She was just speaking her mind. Even I thought the old Ruji Fermaton and I were completely different people.
"You introduced her to me because you thought I'd changed, right?"
"Yes. That's correct."
To Amy, the old Ruji must have been a stereotypical rapist noble. But the current me? I was a perverted man who liked women, but I was also someone who understood romance and style. And rationally speaking, it meant there was a chance I could align with Amy's revolutionary army.
"Then, Young Lord. The 'winner' has arrived outside."
"Tell her to come in."
Creeeeak.
The door opened. A woman in a black robe quietly entered the office and bowed to me with perfect aristocratic etiquette.
"I greet the Young Lord, Ruji Fermaton."
"Your voice... is truly wonderful."
As expected. A voice that sounded like it had the full recording budget of a top-tier industry voice actress behind it.
I want to have sex.
If she were to pant and moan in front of me with that voice, what would it feel like?
"Have a seat. So, what is your name?"
"...I am called Yoanna."
The woman who identified herself as Yoanna took off her black robe. Her flowing black hair and military-style outfit gave her a design reminiscent of an evil organization executive pretending to be an office lady.
"Right, Yoanna. Congratulations on your win. Now, shall we have a serious talk? Astarotte."
"Yes."
Snap.
Astarotte snapped her fingers, and a magical barrier expanded within the office.
"Have you deployed a soundproof barrier?"
"...Everyone thinks the same way. They assume that since anyone could overhear in the office, no important conversations will take place here."
It was Astarotte's magic, the power of the Succubus Queen.
—Sound-dampening magic intended for outdoor sex.
...Well, whatever the intent, as long as it was effective, it didn't matter.
"And even if someone suspected a secret conversation, they wouldn't expect it to happen so openly. Rest assured. This barrier is perfect."
I had already tested it several times. It was a soundproof barrier personally crafted with the power of the Succubus Queen.
"I don't like dragging things out, so I'll get straight to the point."
There were two glasses placed before us. In front of me was Yoanna's breast glass, and in front of Yoanna was the glass made from my cock.
"Yoanna." I picked up her breast glass. "Did you come here only as the winner, or did you come as the leader of the revolutionary army?"
"...Until a moment ago, I came with the intention of just taking the prize money." Yoanna wrapped her hand around the middle of my cock glass and lifted it. "But I think it might be worth having a serious conversation."
Clink.
"I'll speak in a way that suits your style, Young Lord."
The breast glass and the cock glass clinked together.
"Please listen without misunderstanding."
"What is it?"
"...Hoo." Yoanna adjusted her posture and leaned her upper body toward me. "Our revolutionary army has come to seize your cock, Young Lord."