Chapter 144: A New Chapter
Chapter 144: A New Chapter
I’d managed to fudge the time of my return and create an alibi, but that didn’t mean the crisis was over.
If anything, the biggest hurdle was still ahead.
I had prepared an excuse, at least.
After my session with Vanessa, I’d checked my status window, then lay in bed thinking about what to say until it was time for dinner.
I had no idea if it would work, but it was all I had.
When Sara came to my room, I greeted her with as calm a facade as I could muster.
“Oh, welcome. You haven’t washed up yet, have you?”
“I already did.”
“What?! Why! For what reason!”
“Wh-what’s wrong? Is there a problem?”
“Of course there is! We were supposed to wash together!”
“What are you talking about? We washed together last time, didn’t we?”
“Surely you don’t think that one time was the end of it?”
“What? Of course it was just once. How many times were you planning on us bathing together?”
“For the rest of our lives, obviously! My promises are heavier than anything. You think I’d let it end with just one time?”
Of course, this was just a ridiculous bluff.
But right now, I needed to do whatever it took to throw Sara off.
She was so embarrassed last time, so I thought maybe this would work again.
That’s why I was pushing this absurd argument.
In truth, I’d already washed up after being with Vanessa, so I didn’t really need to bathe again.
“Are you saying this knowing you still owe me a favor? The more you act like this, the heavier my request will become, you know.”
…Right, we did make that promise. But I couldn’t back down now.
It’s not like she’d ask me for something completely outrageous.
“Of course, I know. But I don’t care. I’m prepared to grant any wish you have anyway.”
I delivered what I hoped was a cool line with a serious expression.
“…Even if you say that, I’ve already washed.”
Just as I’d hoped, Sara’s resistance weakened slightly.
She’s always like this, despite her appearance. Which, of course, is why I like her even more.
“So what? You can just wash again. Come on, come on. Over here.”
Before she could change her mind, I quickly led Sara to the bathtub in the room.
“W-wait a minute. You want to wash together in here?!”
“Of course. Where else would we do it? I’m the only man in this mansion. This is the only place for me to bathe.”
“B-but…”
At the inn, the bathroom was separate, so we could at least keep some distance while we washed. But if we both got into this tub, we’d be pressed against each other whether we liked it or not.
Sara seemed to realize this, her face turning bright red, but it was too late for her to refuse.
I filled the tub with water, stripped naked in an instant, and got in.
“Well? What are you waiting for? Hurry up!”
“Ah, alright.”
Blushing, Sara slowly undressed. Once she was naked, she carefully stepped into the tub.
What was there to be shy about now, when we’d already seen everything there was to see?
The question popped into my head, but I didn’t say it out loud.
In fact, the more embarrassed she was right now, the easier it would be to gloss things over.
“Aah! Wh-what are you doing? We’re just washing, right?”
As Sara stood there uncertainly after getting in, I pulled her into a tight hug from the front.
Her body was stiff, as if she was nervous.
“Yep. Time to wash. I’ll wash you.”
“Wh-what are you saying? I’m not a child. I can wash myself.”
“Come on, don’t be like that. The tub’s too small for us to wash separately, isn’t it?”
“B-but!”
“But? Is there a problem?”
“…It’s, it’s embarrassing.”
“Really? It’s that embarrassing?”
“O-of course it is!”
“Then will you wash me first?”
“Wh-what?!”
“Isn’t that less embarrassing than me washing you?”
To be honest, from my perspective—someone who didn’t understand why this was embarrassing in the first place—I had no idea whether washing someone or being washed was more mortifying.
But for now, I guided Sara toward washing me first.
The truth was, despite my calm act, my heart was pounding like crazy.
If I were to wash her first, even the relatively composed Sara would notice something was off right away.
“Ugh… fine. Turn around.”
After a long moment of deliberation, Sara must have decided that washing me was the lesser of two evils.
Without a second thought, I released my arms from around her and quickly turned my back.
“Honestly, you’re not a child… Do you really want to do this?”
“Where I’m from, they say a man is a boy no matter how old he gets. Do I want to do this? Of course I do!” I answered shamelessly.
Soon, I felt the sensation of Sara’s hands, lathered with soap, on my back.
Her touch wasn’t as practiced as Leia’s, who was used to washing others, but the clumsy yet earnest movements felt good.
“How’s this? Am I doing it right?”
Once she started, Sara began washing my body without as much panic as I’d expected.
This wasn’t good. I had no choice.
“Yeah. It’s perfect. If I had to point one thing out, it’d be nice if you used something other than your hands to rub me.”
“What? What do you mean?”
“For example, with your breasts…”
Smack!
Before I could even finish my sentence, a stinging heat spread across my back.
Ugh. So this is the legendary smack on the back I’ve only heard about. Just how much did her level increase during that orc subjugation? That freaking hurts.
“If you’re going to say things like that, wash yourself!”
“Sorry! I crossed the line! Your hands are more than enough! Please don’t stop!”
I desperately stopped Sara as she genuinely tried to get out of the tub, barely managing to keep her there.
Phew. I guess demanding that much all at once was pushing my luck.
But just then, I felt a soft, full sensation against my back.
“Ooh! S-Sara!”
I was so moved I couldn’t speak.
“D-don’t get the wrong idea! I have to touch you to wash your front!”
Just as she said, in order to wash my front from behind, she naturally had to embrace me, causing her breasts to press against me.
Yes. It was a perfectly reasonable explanation.
But that doesn’t explain why you started washing my front the moment I mentioned it, Sara.
No matter what she says, she ends up doing it. This is why I can’t help but love her. I really love you, Sara.
I didn’t say it out loud, though, because she’d just get embarrassed, smack my back again, and pull away.
“Hah, heut, huu.”
Even though we were just pressed together, it seemed the situation was turning Sara on as well.
Her sweet sounds began to tickle my ear.
“Huuut. There, all done.”
After washing my arms and legs, and for some reason my front one more time, Sara tried to pull away from me.
But before she could, I grabbed her hands, preventing her from moving away.
Thanks to that, Sara was once again in a position where her breasts were pressed firmly against my back.
“There’s still one place you haven’t washed, right?”
That’s right. She had washed me clean from head to toe, but there was one spot Sara had simply passed over.
I slowly guided both of her hands downward.
Straight toward my erect member.
“H-here, you can do it yourse—”
“Since you’ve come this far, I’d like you to finish the job. For tonight, this part needs to be the cleanest, don’t you think?”
Sara’s hands hesitated for a moment before finally closing around my Dick.
“Ugh. Wh-why is it so hard?”
“Well, when I’m like this with a beautiful girl like you, of course it’s going to get hard.”
“You’re certainly good with words.”
Despite her words, Sara’s hands began to move.
Her touch, which seemed hesitant at first, gradually grew more intense.
Soon, it was as if she was giving me a handjob.
“Haat, haat, haat.”
Now fully aroused herself, Sara began to subtly grind her breasts, which were pressed against my back.
Good. She’s getting worked up nicely.
But as if she suddenly realized what she was doing, she flinched in surprise and tried to pull her hands away.
“I-I’m done!”
Of course, I didn’t let her pull away.
I covered her hands with my own, holding them in place. I moved one of her hands to the tip of my Dick and the other toward my scrotum.
“I think this part still isn’t clean enough. Especially the foreskin.”
Of course, that was a lie. No way. I’m a clean guy.
But since she was behind me and couldn’t see my Dick, Sara had no choice but to believe me.
With one hand, she cupped my balls, rolling them around gently, while with the other, she began to meticulously wash the skin around the tip.
“Haat, haat, haat, i-is this good enough?”
“Yes. Perfect.”
My goal wasn’t to have her give me a handjob until I came.
The point was to get Sara aroused.
And from the sound of her voice just now, I was certain that she was perfectly turned on.
“Now it’s my turn to wash you.”
I couldn’t miss this chance.
I quickly turned around to face Sara.
Then, I began to caress her firm body.
As my hands moved past her toned arms, which didn’t sag at all, and began to touch her torso, Sara’s face grew even redder. Her eyes glazed over slightly; she now wore the expression she had when we were in the middle of the act.
Alright. This should be enough.
I moved the hand that was caressing her abdomen behind her back, slid it down, and squeezed her ass.
“Ha-euunggh!”
Sara shot up onto her tiptoes, reacting intensely.
As I thought, just this is enough to bring her to a light climax. It would have been dangerous if I hadn’t built up the mood this much.
I let out a silent sigh of relief.
But that judgment was premature.
“Haat, haat, w-wait a minute.”
“Hm? What’s wrong? I’m just washing you. Are you perhaps getting excited? Sara, you perv—”
“Yes. I’m getting very excited. This is strange.”
I tried to brush it off, but it didn’t work.
As if her anger had overcome her embarrassment, Sara stated that she was aroused without any hesitation, glaring at me with blazing eyes.
“What’s your level right now?”
“H-huh? Why are you suddenly asking about my level?”
“My level is 61 right now. I should be much higher level than you, so it’s strange for me to feel this much. It’s like when your level was much higher than mine.”
Sh-she noticed?
“Haha. My dear Sara. It seems bathing together has you really exci—”
“I’m not joking.”
My ‘this isn’t a level issue, you’re just feeling it because you’re so turned on!’ strategy was easily crushed.
And hold on, 61? Did she power-level during the orc subjugation yesterday, too? Seriously, isn’t the Hero class totally broken?
My first plan had failed, but I still had another card to play.
“Well, you see. Things went a little well with Leia yesterday. So she was serving me really diligently, and she looked so pretty doing it that I ended up going at it way more than I usually would…”
“Wh-what?! B-but Leia’s level is still low, isn’t it?! No matter how many times you did it, it should be impossible for you to surpass my level!”
Operation ‘Make Sara Jealous and Cloud Her Judgment’ was also easily crushed.
Worse, it seemed the jealousy part had worked all too well, only serving to make the glare in Sara’s eyes grow even fiercer.
Am I going to die if I mess this up?
Dammit. This is my last resort. If this fails, I’ll just get on my knees and beg.
“A-alright. I’ll tell you the truth. I put points into Charm.”
“…What? What does that mean?”
Ah, right. I guess I never explained the detailed stats to her.
“You know how last time I suddenly got more handsome and my skills got stronger?”
Just as I had with Diana, I explained the detailed stats to Sara and the effects of raising Charm.
“So you’re saying that what happened last time was because you raised your Charm a ton, and this time you raised it again, though not as much as before?”
“Y-yeah.”
Would it work?
My heart pounded as I looked at Sara.
“Are you an idiot?! Why would you raise your Charm even more?! We can barely handle your skills as it is! What on earth were you thinking, raising your Charm again?!”
Yes! She bought it!
Sara seemed angry, but compared to getting caught for what I did with Vanessa, this was nothing.
I desperately suppressed the corners of my mouth from turning up as I answered.
“B-but just imagine it. What if Holy Ground Proclamation alone could make orcs collapse like they’d been hit by Saint’s Touch? Wouldn’t that be cool?”
“At that level, it would be a disaster if we got hit by your skills by mistake! You already aimed your Saint’s Touch at me and Leia in the dungeon last time! Are you a complete idiot?!”
“Sorry! I was being shortsighted! I won’t raise Charm anymore!”
“Of course you won’t! How are we supposed to handle you if you get any stronger?!”
Sara was fuming, but I let out a silent sigh of relief.
Phew. Vanessa. I’m working this hard to keep our secret.
“I’m sorry. To make up for it, I’ll make tonight extra special for you.”
I smiled and caressed Sara’s body.
“With something like that, wait, heung, haat, wait, get off me!”
Sara’s body twitched at my touch, and she pushed me away.
“Wh-why?”
Don’t tell me there’s still something she’s suspicious about. Didn’t I fool her completely?
Sara looked at me, her eyes still simmering with anger.
But her next words were an unexpected question.
“What you said about doing it with Leia like that yesterday… that wasn’t a lie, was it?”
“H-huh?”
“I knew it…”
As I faltered at the unexpected question, Sara muttered as if she’d come to her own conclusion.
She stared at me for a long moment before speaking again.
“S-so. In what way did Leia serve you?”
I was too foolish to notice before, but now I knew for sure.
The reason Sara was obsessed with kissing, the reason she took the initiative to give me handjobs and blowjobs—it was all because she loved me and didn’t want to lose to the other women. It was an expression of jealousy.
And it seemed that still applied in a situation like this.
God, she’s so damn cute.
“Why? You want to do it for me if I tell you?”
“Wh-what? Why would I? I’m just asking.”
She said that, but it was obvious she’d end up doing it anyway.
Unable to hold back, I pulled Sara into a hug.
“Sara. Do you know how beautiful you are?”
“I-I told you, don’t get the wrong idea!”
Sara tried to push me away as she said that, but her strength was noticeably weaker than before.
I supported the back of her head and brought my lips to hers.
Of course, Sara didn’t turn her head away.
It looked like tonight was going to be another fun night.