Chapter 352: Guwon's Counterattack
Chapter 352: Guwon's Counterattack
I immediately activated my Stealth skill.
Then, I began to tiptoe toward Sara's room.
Of course, if Sara was awake, she'd definitely catch me anyway.
My Assassin level had gotten pretty high, but the skill level itself was still low.
Besides, my opponent was Sara, the human radar.
Honestly, I was confident I wouldn't be surprised in the slightest if she shot up out of her sleep and detected me.
I'd give it my best shot, and if it didn't work, it wouldn't be too late to give up then.
Why am I such a go-getter?
Patting myself on the back for my proactive personality, I gently placed my hand on the doorknob to Sara's room.
“Hnngh! Guwon! Heungh! Guwoooon!”
Being as careful as possible not to make a sound, I slowly opened the door and peeked inside.
Sara was not asleep.
“Heungh! Hhht! Haaah! Guwoooon! Uuuh!”
It seemed her loneliness had gotten the better of her, and she was in the middle of comforting herself.
And it looked like I was her fantasy material.
Should I call this good timing or bad timing?
In any case, Sara seemed too absorbed in her activities to notice anything else.
She didn't seem to have a clue I was peeking through the crack in the door.
“Hhhngh! Uht! Unh! Hnnnnngh!”
The bed was positioned diagonally from the door, giving me a perfect view of her profile.
Her hips were lifted slightly off the bed, as if she were racing toward her climax.
One hand was squeezing her moderately sized breast as if to crush it, while the other moved rapidly over her pussy. She didn't look very experienced with masturbation.
Well, that made sense. When I satisfied her so thoroughly every time, why would she ever think of masturbating?
Today was just a special case.
But still. Who knew if this would happen again? For Sara's sake, I'd have to thoroughly teach her how to masturbate later.
To think she wouldn't even touch her own biggest erogenous zone—her ass. That was just wrong, so very wrong!
No. Why wait? Should I just barge in and teach her right now?
I started to wonder what I should do.
Sneaking up on Sara for a surprise masturbation lesson sounded fun, but I also wanted to enjoy this rare sight a little longer.
For now, I activated Saint's Touch on my hand and stared intently at Sara.
Should I launch a surprise attack and help her masturbate with Saint's Touch?
Caught in the act, Sara would be dying of embarrassment, but her body, already burning with arousal, would be unable to resist and she'd just go with the flow.
Or should I enjoy the beautiful scene before me until she finished, and then pounce when she was limp in the afterglow of her orgasm?
As I stood there deliberating, peeking through the crack in Sara's door, my arm was suddenly twisted behind my back.
“Don't move. If you make any suspicious moves… Unh!”
The assailant who'd ambushed me from behind whispered in a quiet, husky, and blunt voice so Sara wouldn't hear. They twisted my arm further, pressing their body slowly against mine until… they made my hand touch them.
My hand, which had Saint's Touch active.
She let out a short moan and immediately pulled away, but it was already too late.
Realizing what had happened, I quietly closed the door.
Then, filled with the irritation of no longer being able to enjoy that rare sight and the confusion of not knowing what to do next, I spoke to my attacker.
“What are you doing, Vanessa.”
I called out the name I knew without even needing to look, then slowly turned around.
Someone in this mansion strong enough to twist my arm that easily. And that distinctively blunt, husky voice.
It would have been strange not to know who it was.
When I turned, Vanessa's expression flashed with irritation.
For that iron mask of hers to change, even slightly. She must be feeling quite wronged.
“…What are you doing here, Sir Guwon, using Stealth of all things?”
“Me? I was just trying to surprise Sara. But what are you doing, not even recognizing my face?”
Yeah, I know. A man using Stealth in the middle of the night to peek through the crack in a lady's door. It doesn't get more suspicious than that.
It was understandable that Vanessa would misunderstand.
Besides, even if my skill level was low, I was still using Stealth.
In the dark of night, it would have been hard to recognize my face.
But I decided to be shameless about it.
“……”
My brazen attitude seemed to leave Vanessa momentarily speechless.
But she quickly took a deep breath to compose herself and asked another question.
“…Then why did you have a skill active on your hand?”
“Because I was about to have some fun, of course.”
“……”
Vanessa was speechless once again.
“Is that all you wanted to ask? Then I'll be on my way…”
“…Please wait a moment. Th-that… just from this… will it… become like last time?”
Vanessa asked haltingly, as if the words were difficult to say and she was desperately hoping the answer was no.
“Well, I can't say for sure without knowing the extent of it… How is it right now? Does it feel good?”
“Hh… A little…”
Of course it did.
Even high-level women like Silvia and Matilda, and Diana with her 500 Charm, felt my skills properly.
Vanessa's level was exactly 200, as if it were tailor-made.
Compared to Silvia or Matilda, that wasn't an especially high level.
Well, thinking back to what happened last time, that was obvious.
The fact that she was still standing here perfectly fine just went to show how incredible her mental fortitude was.
So it's come to this after all.
“Hey. Uh… you won't be able to endure it if you just stay like that, right?”
“……”
Vanessa's expression grew wary, as if she knew what I was about to say, but she must have decided it was too much to bear, because she eventually nodded.
Don't be so guarded. Did I do this on purpose to pounce on you? This time, it was a genuine accident.
Well, okay, last time was an accident too.
“Haaah… I guess I should be thankful. Thanks to my level increase, we probably won't have to go as far as having sex like last time.”
As I said that, I got the feeling that Vanessa's expression relaxed a little.
I thought I'd gotten used to reading poker faces thanks to Sara in the early days.
But these days, Sara doesn't have a poker face around me at all.
Have I lost my touch? I can't read Vanessa's expression at all.
“So, uh. It must be tough for you like this. I'll help you out real quick. Should we go to my room?”
“…No. Please follow me.”
Perhaps relieved that I wasn't acting perverted, Vanessa said that and quietly started walking.
Vanessa walked as if nothing was wrong, but from behind, I could see her legs were trembling slightly.
I see. So even Vanessa, despite her expressionless face, was finding this quite difficult to endure.
My room, partly due to Vanessa's intentional arrangement, was located quite far from the girls' rooms.
To be precise, it was far from all the women's rooms, not just my party members'.
Anyway, that must be why she refused my offer to go to my room.
After following Vanessa for a short while, we arrived at an empty room.
“Where are we?”
“An empty room. No one will find us here. …Now, what must be done?”
“What do you mean? I have to touch you to relieve it. I'm going to have to touch you a bit, is that okay?”
“…Please do.”
With that, Vanessa simply stood in place, letting her arms hang at her sides.
“Alright then…”
Honestly, it would be a lie to say I wasn't excited at all.
I could do whatever I wanted with this alluring body.
This was especially true since I knew from last time just how attractive the body hidden beneath that butler uniform was.
But this was purely an act to dispel the skill. Besides, I had other urgent business to attend to.
Namely, comforting a Sara who was suffering from loneliness.
So, I decided to save this excitement for Sara's body later and get this over with as quickly as possible.
“Uuuh…!”
I activated Saint's Touch and slid my hands under Vanessa's top and bottoms respectively.
Vanessa clenched her teeth, suppressing the moan that threatened to escape as if determined not to make a sound out of sheer stubbornness.
“No one's coming here anyway, right? Why not just let yourself moan?”
As I spoke, I moved the hand I'd slipped under her top up and into her bra.
She wore more modest clothes than the other maids, so it wasn't as noticeable, but her breasts were quite large.
I found myself wanting to see that maid outfit I'd put on Sara last time on its original owner, Vanessa.
“Nngh… I-it's… fine… kh… sir.”
Even as she answered, her body flinched and trembled when I pinched her nipple with the hand inside her bra.
“No, it's not a question of whether it's fine or not. I'm telling you to make some noise. Did my tone make it sound like a suggestion?”
“Huk… W-what do you… uk… mean by that?”
“If you keep suppressing the sounds, it'll just dull the pleasure you could be feeling. I know you probably don't like me touching you, but I want to finish this quickly and get to Sara. So, to make this go faster, you should just moan and enjoy it. Isn't it a win for you if making a few embarrassing sounds shortens the time we're doing this? So…!”
“Hnnnnngh!”
As I pressed and vibrated my hand against her pussy, a moan finally burst from Vanessa's lips.
“Hhht! Unh! Uht! Haaah! Uht!”
Whether she was convinced by my words or simply couldn't stop once the dam broke, a continuous stream of moans poured from Vanessa's mouth.
“There you go. That's it. Get in the mood, feel it properly, and let's end this short and sweet.”
“Hnnnnngh!”
As I praised her, gently caressing her breasts and the surface of her pussy with my palms, Vanessa's legs weakened slightly.
Of course, that didn't mean she fell.
Because I slid the hand that was touching her pussy deeper to support her body.
Her upper body leaned toward me, and as if she couldn't bear it any longer, she wrapped her arms around me and whimpered.
Vanessa, whimpering with her arms wrapped tightly around me, her face buried in my shoulder, her legs straight and her hips pushed back.
Her iron-clad expression had finally crumbled, replaced by the face of a woman completely undone.
I never thought I'd see such an expression on Vanessa's face.
I felt a strange sense of deep emotion.
Last time, I'd had to use Last Resort of Pride to make her climax, and she had only broken for a brief moment at the peak.
To think the day would come when I could break the iron-walled Vanessa with mere foreplay.
The Saint truly is the best job.
“Hnngh! Uht! Unh! Uuuuh!”
Regardless of my profound feelings, Vanessa was steadily racing toward her climax.
Her hips, pushed far back, trembled and twitched, and I could feel her getting wetter and wetter against my hand.
This was tough. I was trying my best to suppress my arousal by thinking of random things, but seeing Vanessa like this right in front of me, I couldn't help but get excited.
My own member was straining against my pants as if to burst through them, the tip brushing and rubbing against Vanessa's stomach as she pressed against me.
Please, let this end quickly. This isn't some kind of training to become a Buddha. What the hell am I even doing?
But Vanessa seemed to be hovering on the edge, subtly dragging things out.
I guess because of her high level, it was bound to take some time to make her climax with just Saint's Touch and no intercourse.
“Hey. Not yet?”
“Nngh! Soon… Hnng! It will be soon… Soon… Uuungh!”
Just as she said that, tightening her arms around me, the door suddenly burst open.