Chapter 588: The Butler's True Feelings
Chapter 588: The Butler's True Feelings
“Th-Then! What's been up with Matilda this whole time?!”
This was dangerous.
Sensing that Diana was about to explode, I hastily decided to change the subject.
To Matilda, who had been quiet this entire time.
As soon as I arrived at the dining hall, Silvia had scurried off to a corner and at least given me a quick bow, but Matilda had been sitting at the table with her head hung low, completely unresponsive.
But as if reacting to my voice, she finally lifted her head, slowly, like in slow motion.
Her eyes, staring right at me… looked incredibly dazed for some reason.
“Ah, you… Fufufu, fufufufufu. Youuuu…”
“Ngh!”
Speaking in that same dazed tone, her eyes just as hazy, Matilda stood up from her seat. Her body swayed violently, and losing her balance, she toppled sideways.
Right toward Diana.
Diana, who took the full force of Matilda's breasts to her face, went rigid as if she'd been electrocuted. Then, without a word, she began to thump at Matilda's body.
To be precise, it seemed like she was trying to say something, but with her face buried in Matilda's chest, I couldn't make out a single word.
“Nnh!”
Of course, Diana's pathetic thumping was no match for our holy knight Cardinal.
If anything, each time Diana's hands struck her chest, Matilda let out a sexy little moan. With a leisurely movement, she placed a hand on Diana's shoulder and pushed herself up.
“Phwah! Hah! Hah! Hah!”
The moment Matilda's chest pulled away, Diana gasped for breath, her pupils trembling as if she were suffering from some deep trauma.
Diana. Now that I think about it, are you really in any position to be worrying about my, Sara's, or Vanessa's trauma?
“Aah… Yo… Ahng! Youuu…”
Anyway, after peeling herself off Diana, Matilda staggered toward me with unsteady steps.
Just as I realized she faintly smelled of wine, Matilda reached me, and her legs gave out once more.
This time, burying my face snugly in her chest.
Leia was already plastered to my side, pressing her breasts against my arm and playing tricks with her tail under the table. Now, with my face enveloped by another pair of breasts, only one thought came to mind.
Thank you! Thank you!
Ah, no. That's not it. Wait, is she drunk?! No, hold on. Then is Leia drunk too?!
I was so lost in massage heaven earlier that I didn't notice, but now that I think about it, Leia's behavior has been a little strange.
Even if it were her turn—which it isn't—my angel isn't one to act so boldly with everyone gathered like this.
Did the two priestesses have a few drinks during the day?
“Guwon-ssiii…”
“Youuuu…”
What in the world… Uwaaah… Dammit. My brain isn't working right. Four great hills are blocking my train of thought.
I feel like I'm about to melt…
“Gyaooooo!”
“D-Diana! Calm down! They're both just drunk!”
But before I could melt away, Diana, who had been a ticking time bomb, finally exploded.
My vision was obscured by breasts, but if Sara had to step in, she must have exploded in a big way.
A ‘Gyao!’? What are you, a cat? No, even a cat would sound fiercer when it's trying to be threatening.
It's cute, though.
Anyway, thanks to Diana's outburst, I managed to pull myself together before my mind completely melted in breast heaven.
With Sara's help, I managed to pry Leia and Matilda off me. Matilda, it seemed, was completely drunk; she had fallen asleep while hugging my face to her chest.
“…I'm just going to take her to her room.”
“…I will do it.”
I couldn't just leave a sleeping girl here, so I was about to carry her to her room, but Vanessa stopped me.
“Huh? No, I can… Whoa! Be careful with her.”
“…I am aware.”
Of course, there was no problem with leaving it to Vanessa, but wouldn't Matilda prefer it if I carried her?
…Well, she's asleep, so she wouldn't know anyway.
With that in mind, I had intended to carry her myself, but Vanessa snatched Matilda from my arms as if to say, ‘Leave this to me and just sit down and eat.’
Then, as if to prevent me from saying anything else, she strode out of the dining hall.
I can never tell if she's being kind or not.
Anyway, after that brief scuffle with Vanessa, I sat back down. Leia, who seemed relatively less drunk than Matilda, was now sitting across from me, wearing a rare, slightly pouty expression.
Until now, Sara, Diana, and Leia had always taken turns sitting on either side of me and across from me during meals.
Today was supposed to be Sara and Leia's turn to sit next to me, but she'd been pushed away because she was drunk.
And it seemed Leia was quite displeased with the current situation.
Leia stared at me with that pouty face, her arms crossed in a way that pushed up her enormous breasts.
It makes her already huge breasts look even more prominent.
And my angel is beautiful even with an expression like that.
But there's nothing I can do, even if you sit there making that face.
The very fact that you're pouting so openly is perfect proof that you're drunk.
Diana, who had taken Leia's spot next to me, was also looking at me with a sulky expression.
Apparently, she didn't like that I'd lost my mind to a pair of breasts, even for a moment.
No. Was it the thumbs-up that was the problem?
If I had to make an excuse, I thought you were asking about Vanessa.
I never would have guessed it meant, ‘Leia is drunk, so be careful. And try not to get too mesmerized by her breasts.’
You should tell me things like that with words, not with a look.
“So, how are things going with Vanessa?”
Despite her slightly sulky expression, Diana pressed up against me and whispered in a tiny voice.
As if she couldn't miss this opportunity while Vanessa was away.
You could just use telepathy instead of clinging to me like this. You're so cute sometimes.
“Yeah. It's going pretty well.”
“Is she head over heels for you?”
“No. Not that far yet… It's only been a day.”
“Weren't you with her all day? For you, stealing a woman's heart should be a piece of cake. Especially one who's already fallen for you.”
No, no. Just how highly do you rate me?
Your man isn't that much of a playboy.
“Hmm… Then what kind of progress have you made?”
When I made a slightly troubled face, Diana pouted and muttered, looking displeased.
“Well…”
“What are you two whispering about?”
As Diana and I were whispering, Leia, who was sitting across from us, stood up and leaned forward abruptly, inserting herself into our conversation.
Leia. That pose… it really emphasizes your cleavage. Thank you very much.
“Ah, it's nothing!”
Diana looked a little overwhelmed by her forcefulness and shouted, shaking her head frantically.
Hey. Isn't that a bit of an overreaction? You're plenty impressive yourself. When you're fully grown, you're not that different from Leia.
Well, that's Diana's maximum size, whereas our angel still has the potential to grow even more.
Probably best not to mention that to Diana. She might actually cry.
“Hmph…”
“Wh-What is it?!”
Ignoring Diana's reaction, Leia narrowed her eyes, sending a suspicious glare our way.
My angel. Please don't do that. It's too sexy.
“Hmph. It's not fair for you two to talk by yourselves.”
But even drunk, an angel is an angel. Leia didn't say anything more and plopped back down in her seat.
She pulled her chair right up to the table and rested her breasts on top of it.
Then, she clasped her hands, rested her chin on them, and, in complete contrast to her earlier pout, stared at me with a bright smile.
Um. Leia? This is a little intense. I mean, you're beautiful, but still.
So my angel gets a little clingy when she's drunk.
Well, it's much better than a drunk Sara.
“…What?”
“No, nothing.”
Sara's intuition is just too sharp.
I decided to ignore Leia's gaze and continue my progress report to Diana.
“Anyway, I succeeded in getting her to stay in her Dragonian form when we're alone. For now, I plan to have her keep that form whenever she's with me. At the same time, I need to slowly steal her heart. In fact, today I even… Uwaah!”
“Urk! Her butt, what?! Was Vanessa's butt that good?!”
“No, that's not it… I mean, of course it was good. But anyway, it's…”
“Was it good?!”
Hey! You're the one who told me to seduce Vanessa thoroughly. Why are you reacting like this now?
That's not it! I wasn't getting excited just by remembering the feel of Vanessa's butt!
Right now, under the table…! Dammit. There's no way I can say it.
I shifted my gaze slightly and glanced at Leia across from me.
Leia was still resting her breasts on the table, looking at me with that same bright smile.
Before, it was just a beautiful smile, but now, under these circumstances, it looked utterly seductive.
Don't tell me this was the reason she pulled her chair up so close.
I shuddered at the drunk Leia's terrifying strategy, and at the pleasure spreading through my lower body.
That's right. Under the table, Leia had stretched out her leg and was stroking my Dick with her toes.
M-My angel… Is it possible her Gumiho instincts are coming out because she's drunk?
What do I do? I'm in deep trouble if I get caught.
Thinking about it calmly, this was something a drunk Leia was doing on her own.
If it was discovered, Sara and Diana probably wouldn't blame me for it.
But the tingling pleasure in my lower half was disrupting my normal thought process, and on top of that, I was flustered. I couldn't make a rational judgment.
I can't get caught. I have to stop Leia somehow without anyone noticing.
But if I move my hand under the table, I'll definitely be seen.
The only option left… was to try and stop her using only my feet.
First, I took off my shoes so I wouldn't dirty her beautiful legs, and tried to push her leg away… Whoa! Wait! Leia?! I'm not trying to play with you… Wait! The tail is cheating!
Agh! Why are you taking off my sock?! You can't just weave your toes between mine and rub them like a caress! Everyone is right here!
“You there?”
“Huh? Ah, yeah! I was groping Vanessa's butt in the storage room today, and she didn't resist much! That's definite progress, right?! I'll just keep moving forward step-by-step until we're doing the deed, and eventually make her body unable to live without me…!”
Diana's voice called to me, unnoticed amidst the battle raging under the table. I tried to sound as casual as possible as I continued what I was saying.
Though, my voice came out much louder than I'd intended.
The moment I shouted that, Leia's expression turned into a slight pout as she squeezed my Dick tightly between her big and second toe.
I'm screwed.
I glanced beside me in a panic, but surprisingly, Sara wasn't reacting much.
She was just shaking her head with a look that said, ‘This idiot…’
Huh? Oh? She's not mad? Ah, I see. Sara has good hearing, so she must have been listening to our conversation.
Phew. That's a relief. My heart sank for a second there.
But if Sara, the most jealous one of all, already knows and is letting it slide, then maybe I don't need to whisper so much from now on…
The moment I had that thought, an emotionless, blunt voice spoke from behind me.
“…So that was the reason, after all.”
I'll say it again.
I'm screwed.