Chapter 814
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 814
“Hehe. Sara. I love you.”
A little while had passed since that meal where I’d gotten the full brunt of Sara’s anger.
Now, I was clinging to her from behind, wrapping my arms around her and whispering endless words of love into her ear.
Well, her reaction wasn’t exactly enthusiastic.
“Get off me, you pervert. You even think about rubbing that thing on my ass while it’s hard and you’re dead. I mean it.”
But despite her words, Sara wasn’t truly angry anymore.
She was the type to flare up in the moment, but she never dragged it out.
Lately, she hadn’t been living up to her cool-headed appearance—at least, not compared to when we first met—but in this respect, she was still as cool as she looked.
Then again, maybe she only failed to live up to that image when she was with me.
In any case, her habit of not holding a grudge held true now. Having vented all her anger during the meal, she wasn’t really mad anymore.
The proof was that she wasn’t making any real effort to push me off.
Far from being angry, she might have even been enjoying it a little.
I seemed to recall reading somewhere that a kiss was the most effective way to soothe an angry lover.
“Come on, why are you being like this? I’m just innocently whispering my love to my beautiful Sara.”
Even though I was sure she’d already cooled down, I continued to whisper sweet nothings to her, peppering her cheek with little kisses.
If she was pretending to be mad even though she wasn’t, it had to be a signal, right? I’m still mad, so hurry up and appease me with some affection or something.
Honestly, my Sara is just not very honest with herself.
If she wants to be all lovey-dovey with me, she could just say so.
“Sarang-ah. Sara-hae.” [A pun on ‘Saranghae,’ meaning ‘I love you.’]
“…You do that one more time.”
“My apologies.”
Ah, that time she sounded genuinely irritated.
Right. Well, that made sense.
I didn’t particularly like it when people made jokes with my name, either.
“Anyway, stop being mad. Hm? Hm? Hm?”
“Stop trying to act cute with that face, you idiot. You’re built like a bear.”
…Hey. Don’t you think that’s a little harsh? What’s wrong with my face?! Sure, it’s not the cute type, but my angel thinks I’m adorable!
“But I refuse. I won’t stop acting cute until you’re not mad anymore! Hm? Hm? Sara? Hm?”
“Ugh, seriously! Stop being so annoying and get off me! Don’t you have anything better to do?!”
When I pressed on, undeterred, nuzzling my face over her shoulder and rubbing my cheek against hers, Sara shot me an annoyed look and pushed my face away with her palm.
But I could see the corners of her lips twitching upwards, so even if she said that, I knew it was working.
“My job is to be lovey-dovey with my Sara all day long.”
“Says who? I’m busy, so why don’t you go take care of some other business?”
There she goes again. Busy? She doesn’t have anything to do, either.
As proof, Sara was just standing stock-still in the middle of her room, doing nothing.
I was clinging to her, sure, but if she really had something to do, she would have at least tried to start.
“……”
“Hk!”
When I actually let go of her at her words, Sara’s body flinched slightly.
So she said it, but it seems she was disappointed when I actually backed off.
She’s so cute.
“Huh? W-wait…!”
But even though I knew, I let go of Sara and walked right out of the room.
I heard her trying to stop me from behind, but I didn’t break my stride.
“I’m back.”
“Gah!”
About three minutes later.
I opened the door again with a nonchalant expression and walked back into Sara’s room.
Sara must have been right by the door, because she jumped back in surprise the moment I entered.
It looked like she’d been worried that I’d actually gotten angry when I left so suddenly without a word.
And she was the one who’d been pretending to be mad.
“Did you miss me? Come on, let’s play again.”
Feeling a quiet sense of satisfaction at her reaction, I casually wrapped my arms around her, this time from the front.
I gave her lips a few light, bird-like kisses. She let me do as I pleased for a moment before hastily shaking her head and pulling away.
“Wait. What were you doing? Why did you suddenly leave?”
“Hm? Oh, you told me to go take care of some business, so I did.”
Sara seemed genuinely curious, but I had simply done as she’d asked.
She told me to go take care of business, so that’s exactly what I did.
“In that short amount of time?”
Sara gave me a suspicious look, but I was confident.
Because it was the truth.
“I didn’t have to go number two.”
“……”
Only after I said that did Sara seem to finally realize what I’d done.
As she stood there looking dumbfounded, I gave her my most dazzling smile and a thumbs-up.
“Don’t worry. I washed my hands properly.”
“That’s not the kind of business I meant, you idiot!”
“Ouch!”
Hey. There was no need to slap me across the face for that.
Well, she must have held back, because it didn’t really hurt.
“Then what other business would I have?”
“Don’t you have anything to do?!”
“…No. I don’t…”
I answered Sara’s question with a slightly lonely voice.
No, I wasn’t joking. I really had nothing to do.
The only thing was going down into the dungeon, but I had a promise with Vanessa for tomorrow, so the earliest I could leave was the day after.
I’d already gotten Vanessa’s hopes up once before just to leave for the dungeon. I couldn’t do that to her again.
So, besides the dungeon, was there anything for me to do up here? My tasks on the surface were usually set.
I’d either seek out the women I wasn’t spending the night with and have sex with them to make up for it, or I’d go relieve Felicia’s lust.
But I’d taken care of Felicia’s needs yesterday, and I no longer had to specifically seek out the others for sex.
Now, everyone was on a rotation, so each would get their turn.
I was aware that while I was focusing on the girls I wasn’t sleeping with, the time I spent with Sara, Diana, and Leia during the day had been shrinking.
That tendency had only gotten stronger as the number of women in my life grew.
So now that we’d decided everyone would get a day, I was clinging to Sara, one of the three I hadn’t been able to spend enough time with during the day.
Of course, I was also trying to soothe her anger, but that wasn’t the only reason.
If my only goal was to calm her down, I’d already accomplished that back when I was acting all cute.
“……”
At my lonely admission that I had nothing to do, Sara couldn’t seem to find the words, and just looked at me with a slightly pitying gaze.
Hey. Don’t look at me like that. You make me feel like some kind of loser.
I mean, it was nice that she’d stopped pretending to be angry, but still.
Sensing the mood had gotten a bit strange, I decided to change the atmosphere with a joke.
“By the way, you were asking so desperately what I was up to. Aww. Was my wittle Sara all flustered?”
“You really want to die, don’t you?!”
But perhaps the joke went a little too far, because my provocation made Sara’s expression instantly harden.
Ah, I made her mad again. And I’d almost completely calmed her down with all my cutesy antics.
“It’s because you kept telling me to go away instead of playing with me. This is your fault, Sara.”
“It’s your fault for having a great time with Rachel without a shred of guilt when you thought it was my turn, you idiot!”
…W-well, she has a point.
I’d been hit with a perfect counterpunch, but that didn’t mean I had nothing to say.
“Wait a minute. Who said I didn’t have a shred of guilt?”
“You didn’t?!”
“Of course not! My heart was pounding, wondering when you might barge in…”
“That’s even worse, you idiotic, perverted dummy! What were you thinking?! You could have at least come find me and asked what was going on!”
I had tried to smoothly gloss over the topic with a joke, but it seemed I’d picked the wrong subject this time.
Just thinking about it again seemed to be making Sara furious.
Wow, she added ‘dummy’ to ‘idiot’ and ‘pervert.’
At this rate, I’ll need an even stronger joke to get past this.
“Well, I figured if I showed you something like that, my perverted Sara would get excited and pounce on me. Then, even if I had to die later, I could at least die after a threesome.”
“You’re the pervert! Who are you calling a pervert?! Are you a complete idiot?!”
Now, now, Ms. Sara. Let’s admit what we have to admit. Just like me.
I admit that I’m a pervert, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t one, you know?
I think your particular tastes fall well within the category of perverted.
Though you desperately deny having any such tastes.
“An idiot! How could you say something so cruel! Call me a man who chases romance! A threesome with Sara… I would have no regrets in this life!”
“W-we’ve already done it! You pervert!”
As I thrust a fist into the air and shouted with unnecessary solemnity, Sara, slightly overwhelmed by my fervor, blurted that out.
Well, it was true. We did do it with Diana.
But could you really call that a proper threesome?
The kind of threesome I was talking about wasn’t just taking turns with two people. I meant something where all three of us were more actively entangled.
That’s what I thought, but there was no point in debating the definition of a threesome with Sara right now.
So, I just nodded in acknowledgment.
“Right. That’s why I’m acting so fearlessly. Even if I die, I can die with a smile, cherishing that memory and thinking it was a damn good life.”
“Y-you… you pervert…”
Faced with my brazen confidence, Sara seemed to be realizing how foolish it was to have a serious argument with a pervert like me.
Phew. That’s me, all right. I’ve successfully navigated another crisis.
That was a close one. My skull was almost cracked again.
“Haa… I thought we might have been able to do it yesterday, too.”
“Dream on. Even if it really had been my turn, that wouldn’t have happened!”
Sara seemed genuinely fed up. She didn’t get enraged like before at my perverted comment, simply brushing it off.
But Sara, is that really true?
“Really?”
“Of course.”
“Then imagine it.”
“Imagine? What?”
“You walk into my room and see me having sex with Rachel. And I’m doing it shamelessly, as if putting on a show just for you.”
“……Hmph…”
The moment I said that, a dangerous glint appeared in Sara’s eyes as she glared at me.
Mm. Judging by that thrilling, skin-prickling killing intent, it seemed she had actually imagined it.
“Then, we will now begin a brief physical examination.”
Looking at her, I slipped one hand directly inside her pants.
Sara was wearing her usual skin-tight skinny jeans today, so it wasn’t easy, but I managed to get my hand in. I moved my fingers, probing around her mound.
“Nngh!”
And just as I expected, her panties were slightly damp.
“Ms. Sara. What were you saying earlier?”
“It’s only like this because you’re touching me, you pervert.”
I wore a triumphant smile upon confirming the dampness, but Sara’s response was utterly shameless.
Well, it’s not like I was trying to force her to admit it.
The fact that she didn’t say anything about me putting my hand in her pants was enough.
It was a much better situation than when she was pretending to be angry.
“Sara. Don’t you think you’ve been calling me an idiot and a pervert a little too much? You called me a dummy, too, right? What happened to ‘Oppa’? Where’s my ‘Oppa’?”
I whispered softly into her ear, like lovers teasing each other, while giving her lips a light peck.
“Fine. I can start now. Pervert Oppa.”
“No, adding ‘pervert’ in front just makes it plus-minus zero. Can’t be helped. You have to call me ‘Oppa’ the entire time we’re doing it, okay?”
“The entire time we’re doing it?”
“Come on. You know what I mean.”
With that, I pulled Sara’s pants down to her mid-thighs.
“Haa… you pervert.”
And Sara, who had just claimed to be busy, didn’t resist my touch at all.