Chapter 199
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 199
Chapter Title: Let's Bet on Whose Pussy Is More Pathetic (2)
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"Let's bet on whose pussy is more pathetic."
A line that made my ears doubt what they heard slipped from Lucia's mouth.
A contest to decide whose pussy was more pathetic—what the hell did that even mean?
No one in their right mind would accept a challenge like that, I thought.
"Fine! Whether your pussy is the pathetic one or mine is, the results will tell!"
...My sister Reika accepted it.
"Your spirit is at least worth something. I'd love to step in and crush you myself, but unfortunately, I'm not participating."
Reika furrowed her brow at the unexpected declaration of non-participation.
She'd been provocatively trash-talking up until now, and suddenly she wasn't joining?
Reika shot back at Lucia's baffling statement.
"What, is the next head of the Ursula family chickening out? If so, why don't you get the hell out of me and Brother's love nest right now?"
"Me, scared? Don't talk nonsense. That's not even funny."
"...Then why aren't you participating?"
"Because someone has to judge."
"Brother can judge."
"Are you serious? Have you given no thought to the burden Master would feel declaring one of us the loser?"
Reika clicked her tongue at Lucia's response.
'I hadn't considered that...'
As much as she hated to admit it, the other side was Brother's woman too.
If Brother had to judge the winner, he'd feel guilty no matter what—like he'd driven away one of his own women.
'As expected of the Ursula heir... not an easy opponent.'
But there was one thing...
"...How can we trust the judge to be fair? Anyone can see you'd side with your side."
"No need to worry about that. If you can't trust me, who could you trust?"
Lucia spoke as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
At that, Reika recalled one of the many titles for Lucia that meant 'integrity'.
"...The Most Impartial Scale."
Lucia nodded silently.
Reika had no choice but to accept it now.
If even the Most Impartial Scale couldn't judge, no one could.
With Reika convinced and falling silent, Lucia turned to Vivian and Bianca.
"You probably know this, but I'll judge fairly. Don't expect any favors from me."
"Hmph, wasn't counting on it anyway."
"...O-Okay... That's fine, Lady Lucia. I'll do my best."
The conversation had proceeded without me...
But I had no desire to get involved in a 'pathetic pussy' showdown, so I decided to watch quietly.
"So how's this contest going down? Are you gonna just finger each other's pussies or something?"
"I'm not planning to decide it with some barbaric method like that."
"Then what are you planning?"
Lucia crossed her arms at Reika's snarky tone.
"...I'll explain after you wash up."
"What kind of sudden nonsense is that..."
"It's to keep things balanced as the judge. You've just been with Master, so your body must still be sensitive, right? Cool it down while you wash. And one more thing..."
Lucia paused, scanning Reika up and down.
"...That disheveled mess you're in? You won't satisfy Master—or even get his cock hard—looking like that."
"Eek..."
Reika bit her lip after glancing at her reflection in the nearby mirror. Her hair was a tangled disaster, and her face was smeared with tears and snot.
'I-I can't help it...!'
What was she supposed to do? Sex with Brother stripped her bare as a woman.
If any woman could keep a straight face during sex with Brother like it was nothing, that would be abnormal.
"...Give me a minute. I'll be right back."
"Make it your best effort. It'll be the last look you give Master, after all."
"...No need to worry. That won't happen. Excuse me while I wash up."
Reika grabbed Garcia's hand and headed to the bathroom with her packed bag.
The bag, enchanted with spatial expansion, held far more than it appeared—mostly outfits for sex with Eugene.
"Let's go too."
"...Y-Yes, Sister."
As the Calliope mother and daughter entered the bathroom, the Beatrice sisters followed right after.
"Hold on. Why are you coming in? Get out!"
"We have no choice! We need to change too!"
"Change outside! Or somewhere else!"
"Where else? The bathroom's the only place! And if we're not on equal footing, you'll complain later!"
The bathroom wasn't small, but cramming four people in was tight.
The thought of those four mixing in a sealed space already gave me a headache.
Click—
Moments later, the bathroom door shut somehow, and silence fell over the room.
Lucia sidled up and sat next to me.
"..."
I took in her profile silently before asking in a calm voice.
"So, what's the plan this time?"
"Master...?"
Lucia put on an innocent, clueless face.
I let out a short sigh and continued.
"...No need to hide it. If you truly wanted to drive Mother and Sister away, you wouldn't bother with games like this."
When the Calliope women were at their peak power, maybe—but now with my eldest brother as family head, those two were fading stars.
They couldn't match Lucia, the Ursula heir.
Of course, knowing they were my women, Lucia wouldn't harm them directly...
But hiring thugs to block the roads or sabotaging their carriage to keep them away during the event? Easy.
"...Is this your way of sparing me again? Knowing I couldn't bring myself to chase away the two who've already come?"
I recalled the time Lucia deliberately provoked me to get slapped.
It always seemed like I cast her as the villain.
Lucia shook her head.
"...It's not that, Master. I just didn't tell you because it was embarrassing."
"Embarrassing? What?"
"...Spoiling you."
With that, Lucia gently placed her hand on mine.
"I didn't want to spoil our last bit of rest together. It was embarrassing to have that found out."
"..."
Lucia knew it too.
After this invitation event, I'd have to make a choice.
...And no matter which side I chose, many would die.
"If you allow it, Master, I have one request..."
"Speak."
"...If we win, then for one day."
I widened my eyes at Lucia's words, staring at her.
"...Devote yourself entirely to me. Not to anyone else—just Lucia Ursula."
I nodded at her words.
Lucia had never spoiled me so directly like this before.
'...Actually, thinking about it, there was that one time.'
I chuckled, remembering Lucia drunk and whining in Sunkisan Village.
"...Is that why you're judging? So you don't have to join the spoiling yourself?"
"That's part of it, but... there's a bigger reason."
"Bigger reason?"
As I asked dubiously, Lucia leaned in and whispered in my ear.
"...In front of you, Master, my pussy becomes the most pathetic of all. Even now, it's practically..."
Click—
Before Lucia could finish, the bathroom door opened. Bianca stepped out, her face flushed beet red.
"...H-Hmph...!!"
It was shocking.
Like cutting a micro bikini in half to make underwear.
Even adding up the fabric top and bottom, it probably wouldn't cover my palm.
But underwear was underwear.
Normally, it might cover the nipples at least, but...
Unfortunately, Bianca's flat chest left her bra floating, nipples completely exposed.
Next came Reika.
"How do I look, Brother? Does it suit me?"
Unlike Bianca, Reika strode out confidently, but her underwear was no less skimpy.
Purely by fabric area, Reika's had more.
But while Bianca's pretended to cover with minimal cloth...
Reika's was deliberately cut open at the nipples and pussy.
Bianca and Reika.
Either way, it perfectly embodied the erotic aesthetic that partial covering beats full nudity.
Vivian and Garcia followed, but disappointingly, they wore normal clothes.
They'd probably reveal their prepared outfits when their turns came.
"Now that everyone's ready, let me explain the contest."
All eyes turned to Lucia's lips.
She took a short breath and spoke.
"The first contest is... 'The one who cums first while shoving a dildo in her pussy and sniffing Master's cock scent loses.'"