Chapter 95
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 95
Chapter Title: The Calliope Family's Domestic Affairs (2)
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'Are you all out of your damn minds?!'
Recalling the scene from moments ago, Cale stormed down the hallway, seething.
The servants who spotted him averted their gazes and backed away, fearing they might catch his ire.
'Damn it! Damn it all!'
As Cale ground his teeth and slammed his foot against the floor, unable to contain his rage, someone called out from behind him.
"...Master Cale?"
"What?! Who the hell dares to—!"
Cale whirled around, bellowing murderously, but swallowed his curses when he saw it was Emma.
"...W-what is it?"
His face tried to soften involuntarily at the fact that Emma—who usually grimaced in disgust at the mere sight of him—was approaching first, but he forced his expression and voice to steady.
"I have something I'd like to say to you, Master Cale... Was I interrupting?"
"...W-who said you're interrupting?!"
Caught off guard by Emma's drastically different tone and demeanor from her usual self, his tongue felt leaden.
"What a relief! I was worried I might be bothering you..."
Emma placed a hand on her chest and let out a sigh of relief.
Thump.
Feeling his face heat up at her slightest gesture, Cale bellowed to cover it.
"So, why did you call me?!"
"Could you come to Master Eugene's room tonight... secretly, when no one's around? He said he'd be away tonight..."
Emma whispered, her eyes glistening with moisture.
Cale's legs trembled.
The thought of Emma inviting him to her room at night made it hard for him even to swallow.
"W-why the hell would I go to Eugene's room?!"
"...Because there's something I absolutely must tell you there."
Emma grabbed Cale's hand suddenly and stepped closer.
The moment she took his hand, Cale's mind had already raced to Eugene's room, but the last shred of his reason held him back.
"...Of all places, Eugene's room... Th-there are plenty of other spots..."
"I feel like I can sort out my feelings properly there... Is that no good?"
As she spoke, Emma twisted her body slightly, revealing her legs up to a dangerously tantalizing point from beneath her shorter-than-usual skirt.
Thud—
He'd heard the phrase "heart dropping" a thousand times, but this was the first time it truly felt real.
To hide his growing erection, Cale crossed his legs and muttered.
"...A-alright. But if it's not important, don't waste my—"
"...It's something that will completely change the 'relationship' between you and me."
Emma gripped his hand tighter and spoke firmly, causing Cale's head to nod on its own.
"R-right. Then... s-see you tonight."
"Yes, Master Cale."
Emma smiled brightly, and Cale—face flushed—hurried away.
Watching his retreating figure, Emma's expression hardened in an instant as she pulled out a handkerchief and wiped her hand.
"...Gross."
"Young master, welcome ba—!"
Emma burst into the room with a beaming smile.
"Wh-wh-what are you doing right now?!"
She shrieked the moment she entered.
It was because of Reika, who was plastered right against me.
"H-have some shame! Don't you know it's my birthday today?!"
"No idea. Do I need to keep track of every servant's birthday?"
Emma jumped up and down in protest, but Reika just leaned her head on my shoulder and replied.
"Move! Young master's spending the day with me!"
"No way. Why should I have to leave Oppa?"
"Get a grip! Reika's Oppa is Cale!"
"...Cale? ...That's Oppa? The only Oppa I have is Eugene Oppa. Right~? Oppa?"
Reika grinned playfully and pressed her lips to mine.
"Reika... Are you in your right mind?"
"Of course I am. If you tasted Eugene Oppa's cock just once, you'd end up like this too."
Emma stared in disbelief, but Reika only whispered in a sultry voice.
"...Thanks for the tip. Now I'll get a taste too, so could you move?"
"Hehe. No, thank you. If you hadn't stopped me that day... I never would've experienced something this good. Oh! And no, I'm not moving~."
No matter how much Emma snapped at her, Reika parried with a relaxed smile.
"Ugh... Young master..."
Thinking her rival had multiplied because she'd stepped away, Emma looked on the verge of tears.
'The outcome would've been the same anyway...'
Thanks to Emma's carelessness, things had progressed faster than expected, but Reika still needed taming all the same.
'Well... maybe it would've bought a bit more time than this?'
At least while taming Reika, I'd have had more time to play with Emma.
"...Young master..."
"Move aside already, Reika."
As Emma seemed about to cry for real, I sighed and pushed Reika away.
She shook her head wildly, hair whipping around.
"No! Oppa hasn't fucked my pussy yet! Do you know how horny I've been since earlier?!"
"Just move! Young master told you to! Hurry up! It's my turn now!"
"No!! I'm not mo— Eek!"
As Reika clung desperately, Emma hoisted her up bodily and shoved her aside.
Reika flailed in resistance while hanging off me, but she stood no chance in a contest of strength against the half-elf Emma, who was no stranger to physical labor.
Thrown aside in an instant, Reika sprang up and yelled.
"Hey! You wanna go?!"
"Hah, you got ambushed and still lost, and now you're picking a fight again?"
Emma sneered, and Reika scoffed, tossing her hair back.
"Guess you forgot. I'm the eldest daughter of the Calliope family. I wield power far greater than brute force."
Reika thrust her chest out proudly.
"..."
Sandwiched between them, I glanced back and forth.
Reika's breasts weren't big enough to boast about.
Just a bit above average, at best.
...Unfortunately, Emma's were below average.
"...I-I'm young master's personal servant!"
"So? Does that mean you're closer to Oppa than me? No way~ I'm blood-related to Oppa. No amount of effort makes you family."
"B-blood-related and you're proud of that?! If you're family, you shouldn't do such things!"
"Yep, super proud. It means I'd cross even the line of blood for Oppa. A mere servant like you probably can't grasp this deep affection~."
Reika eyed Emma up and down, making her tremble with rage.
"O-Oppa, my ass! Reika, you're older than Eugene!"
Emma landed a solid counterpunch amid the one-sided beatdown.
"...Fine. You really wanna throw down?"
A vein bulged on Reika's forehead, her composure cracking for the first time.
"Enough. Reika, I have a task for you."
"Yes, Oppa~. Just say the word."
Her attitude flipped in an instant as she emphasized "Oppa" heavily.
"I'm about to get it on with Emma, so go hide in the closet and watch."
"...Watch? ...Oppa using some other girl's pussy... instead of mine or Mom's?"
Using Mom's pussy sounded far more problematic, but in Reika's head, Garcia was already just another target to conquer quickly.
"...Yeah."
I nodded, and after a moment's hesitation, Reika's cheeks flushed red.
"...Hng... Could be fun."
My head throbbed.
Cale, Reika... Blood truly couldn't lie. The saying fit perfectly.
"Whatever. Get in the closet."
"Okaay.... Wow, Oppa. This closet's perfect for peeping, huh? Super spacious inside, and the hole gives a perfect view of the bed?"
"..."
As Reika chattered from inside the closet, Emma looked away and clamped her mouth shut.
She'd already guessed the closet was where I'd been hiding to watch her.
With its unnaturally large size and the angle of the peephole painting, it was the only possible spot.
But that was water under the bridge.
No point drawing attention to it.
"Reika, be quiet. If you make enough noise for me to hear, no cock for three days."
"..."
At the threat, she went dead silent, like she'd instantly committed to the act.
I scratched my head and apologized to Emma.
"Sorry about this. Not the ideal first time."
I wanted to treat her well if possible, but timing-wise, this was all I had left.
Emma shook her head vigorously.
"I-it's fine! Anytime's good for me. Anywhere's fine. As long as it's with you, young master..."
I smiled warmly and stroked her hair, and she melted into my arms.
"Hng... Young master... You have no idea how long I've waited for this."
"Then... I can't make you wait any longer."
Without hesitation, I slipped my hand under her skirt.
"Y-young master's fingers... Hng..!"
"Haven't my fingers already been inside you?"
When I asked, she bit her lip.
"...I-it's... different... When you... do it yourself... Hng...!"
"...You're trembling already. Don't tell me you're feeling it this soon?"
"...Ha... S-sorry... I'm so lewd... Sorry..."
With that, Emma pulled me down onto the bed.
"...Young master... Make Emma's... body... yours alone."
She pleaded with damp, pleading eyes.