Chapter 870
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 870
Ugh. It still stings a little.
After dinner, I trudged back to my room alone, agonizing over my slightly throbbing back.
Of all places, it was exactly where my hands couldn’t reach, so I couldn’t even rub it. That just made me feel even more pathetic.
Normally, you know. In that situation, it’s usually just Sara who gets to hit me once and that’s the end of it, right?
So why did it turn into everyone taking a turn to hit me?
No. I say that, but I actually know why.
It’s because our butler immediately agreed to Sara’s suggestion.
That one, even when I told her it was an important meeting and to sit with us and listen, she stubbornly refused, saying she was just the butler right now.
Of course, it was none other than me who told Vanessa, “Then stand behind us and listen, and if you want to interject, do so anytime.” It was me, sure, but usually, you don’t interject by leaving a handprint on my back, do you?
And she hit me in the exact same spot Sara did.
She was probably quite indignant deep down that after making her wait all day yesterday, and then following me and waiting again today, the result of my actions was bringing in another woman.
At least when Sara caught me right after we arrived at the mansion, Vanessa was away putting the carriage away, so she wasn’t there.
Anyway, when Vanessa agreed to Sara’s suggestion, everyone looked a little surprised at first.
Even Sara, who had made the suggestion.
But that was only for a moment. Soon, it turned into everyone taking a turn to hit my back, and that’s how it ended up like this.
Of course, everyone held back their strength to some extent.
Not just the ones who hit me later, but even Sara and Vanessa, who started it.
Besides, Diana wouldn’t have done much damage even if she hit me hard, and Silvia was happy about Felicia becoming my woman in the first place, so she just lightly placed her palm on my back as a show of solidarity.
Matilda and Elder Sister Rachel also just gave me a moderate tap, and our angel, who placed her hand on me last, even secretly used a Heal spell.
But as the saying goes, ‘dripping water wears away a stone,’ and with continuous blows to the same spot, the damage subtly accumulated.
What’s more, I don’t know if our angel did it on purpose, but she didn’t fully heal me; she only healed me enough for a little damage to remain.
Yeah. That probably means even our angel wasn’t completely without jealousy.
It’s only natural. No matter how angelic she is, if she hadn’t felt any jealousy in that situation, I would have been disappointed.
Well, anyway, right now, Elder Sister Rachel is more important than all that.
Of course, I’m happy that things worked out with Felicia and that I got permission from all my girls, but I can’t make the same mistake I did yesterday.
Even though everything turned out fine in the end, it’s still wrong to hold one woman while thinking of another.
So, right now, I need to focus only on Elder Sister Rachel… No. Wait a minute. Come to think of it, is it really Elder Sister Rachel’s turn tonight?
It’s true that last time, it was Elder Sister Rachel’s turn after Matilda.
But a lot of things happened at once back then.
It was when we started changing the night’s rotation from three people to everyone taking turns, and the night with Matilda felt like an extension of our time in the Dungeon, and Elder Sister Rachel had just moved into the mansion, so it felt like a welcome, and on top of that, Vanessa had even given up her turn to Elder Sister Rachel to avoid me… So, what’s the rotation today?
If Vanessa doesn’t give up her turn, does Vanessa go first, in the order they became my women?
Or does Elder Sister Rachel still go first, as we did before?
…O-okay. Since it’s come to this, I’ll just prepare myself with the mindset of welcoming whoever comes.
It’s my style to drastically change the ‘play content’ depending on who my partner is, but I’ll just leave that to my own improvisational skills.
Anyway, I’ve already arrived at my room, so if I go back to check now, everyone will have dispersed and be gone.
I’m not exactly at ease, remembering how I messed up the rotation once before and really paid for it.
And of all people, it was Vanessa again.
No. Even then, I think Sara was more the one leading the prank than Vanessa.
I waited for a long time, fidgeting nervously even after getting ready, but no one showed any sign of coming to my room.
Even after waiting for an hour already.
…What? Are they telling me to sleep alone tonight because they’re mad about Felicia?
N-no, right? It can’t be. Th-that, that can’t be, can it? Haha.
A wave of anxiety washed over me, the thought that this might be the first night I’d have to spend alone at home since forming this relationship with my girls. I quickly sprang to my feet and left the room.
“Vanessa! Vaneesssaaa!”
As soon as I stepped into the hallway, I desperately called out our butler’s name.
It wasn’t that I called Vanessa instead of Elder Sister Rachel for any other reason; it was simply faster to meet Vanessa and confirm.
Our super butler always knows when I call her name, no matter where I am in the mansion, and appears immediately.
“…What is it?”
And this time, too, Vanessa appeared directly in front of me, her expression curt, or perhaps a little sullen.
Perfectly dressed in her butler’s uniform. And despite her sullen expression, she appeared immediately at my call.
By all appearances, she wasn’t someone whose turn it was but was refusing to come to my room out of anger.
That means it’s Elder Sister Rachel’s turn tonight, then.
“Ahem. No. Uh, what was it.”
Realizing the situation, I awkwardly cleared my throat and tried to mumble something vague.
Part of me wanted to ask why Elder Sister Rachel wasn’t coming, or at least where she was if Vanessa didn’t know, but there was no need to talk about another woman to someone who was already sullen because of Felicia.
“Wasn’t it your turn today?”
“…No, it was not.”
Vanessa remained silent for a moment at my question, then shook her head as if I were pathetic.
Still, perhaps she was secretly pleased to know that the reason I’d called her so desperately was due to such a misunderstanding, because her slightly sullen expression had now returned to her usual blank one.
Though it’s a strange thing to say that her mood improved and she became expressionless.
Well, anyway, it just means my cry just now was that desperate.
“Ah, ah! I see! I must have been mistaken! Well then, goodbye!”
“…Elder Sister Rachel is in her room.”
“Kugh. Vanessa…”
As I tried to mumble my way out and part ways with Vanessa, she said that in a voice tinged with a sigh.
Moved by the incredibly kind consideration of our iron-blooded butler, I tried to pull her into a hug.
Thwack.
My forehead was blocked by her palm, preventing me from even getting close.
I stared intently into Vanessa’s eyes, my forehead still held, but she maintained her blank expression, not a single facial muscle twitching.
I even tried to push forward with my forehead, applying a little force to get closer, but Vanessa didn’t relax her arm at all.
“Hey. Are you really doing this?”
“I am the butler right now.”
“…Is that so. Hmph! But even so, I won’t…!”
Seeing her reaction, I feigned giving up and stepped back slightly, then seized the moment Vanessa let her guard down to attempt a surprise attack.
How about this! With this, I’ll…!
Thwack. Thump. Wham.
This time, I lunged forward, extending both hands towards her chest, which proudly protruded even beneath her butler’s uniform, but Vanessa’s counter was perfect.
I thought she wouldn’t be able to block both my forehead and both my hands.
“Aargh! My eyes!”
Vanessa grabbed each of my wrists with her two hands, and then used my own hands to block my face.
“If you have time for such antics, perhaps you should go to Elder Sister Rachel?”
“I know that without you telling me!”
You heartless wretch!
You know it’s your turn tomorrow, right?!
Just you wait! I’ll make you cry and beg under me!
Muttering something like a third-rate villain, I parted ways with Vanessa and headed towards Elder Sister Rachel’s room.
Joking around with Vanessa had lightened my mood a little, but the fundamental problem still wasn’t resolved.
Why on earth hadn’t Elder Sister Rachel come to my room?
For one, she hadn’t seemed that angry about the Felicia situation.
Ah, maybe it wasn’t because of Felicia, but because I’d been in danger in the Dungeon again?
When I had just returned, she had simply seemed overjoyed that I was back safe, but now that she knew I had pushed myself so hard that I’d practically passed out before I could even properly be with Felicia, she might feel differently.
Well, the biggest reason things ended up that way with Felicia was because I’d been with Silvia the night before without sleeping, but to Elder Sister Rachel, who was more aware of the Dungeon’s dangers than anyone, that might just sound like an excuse.
“Elder Sister!”
“Ugh… this is too… Kyaaah?!”
I burst into her room, filled with such worries, but it seemed those worries were unfounded.
Because when I entered, I saw Elder Sister Rachel, laying out her underwear, comparing them in front of the mirror, and agonizing over what to wear.
So she wasn’t angry.
She could have just worn any underwear. She looks beautiful no matter what she wears, anyway.
Well, it’s not just about looking pretty; it’s also partly because she’s always the type to thoroughly prepare for things like this.
But Elder Sister. From now on, we’ll be sleeping together regularly, so if you try to make every time an ‘event,’ you’ll get tired, too, you know?
“Wh-what’s wrong? Oh, is it already this late…! Gu-Guwon? So, this is…”
She seemed quite startled by my sudden intrusion, flapping her hands in a panic as she tried to make excuses.
Though when she actually tried to make an excuse, she seemed to have nothing to say, just mumbling with her mouth and unable to form words.
And it wasn’t really a situation that needed an excuse in the first place.
It was clear she was simply late because she’d taken too long to get ready.
Elder Sister was only wearing underwear on her lower half, with nothing on top, and was holding underwear in her hands. So, every time she flapped her hands, her large breasts vigorously swayed.
I fixed my gaze on her breasts, approached her without a word, gently placed both hands on her hips, and naturally guided her towards her bed as if we were dancing.
“Ah…”
Then I took the underwear from her hands, tossed it behind me, and kissed her lips, falling onto the bed with her.
“Ungh… Haah… Gu-Guwon… I’m not ready yet…”
Sensitive to sensory stimulation, Elder Sister seemed to already be heating up just from exchanging saliva like this, and she looked up at me with a hazy expression.
And her heart, too, was pounding so hard that her ample breasts, pressed against my chest, couldn’t fully absorb the impact.
“It’s okay. Here, ah…”
“Aah… Ungh… Haah… B-but… after all that in the Dungeon…”
As I extended my tongue and let saliva drip down, Elder Sister opened her mouth, received and swallowed my saliva, then breathed roughly again as she mumbled that.
She wasn’t exactly angry, but it seemed she was indeed concerned about what I’d been through in the Dungeon, just as I had thought.
“That’s precisely why I need to serve you like this even more.”
Because I was the one who made Rachel unnecessarily anxious, even though I knew she was extremely sensitive about such things.
“So tonight, just let me do as I please…”
“Aah… Haah…!”
As I brought my mouth close to her long ear and spoke in a quiet voice, Elder Sister reacted sensitively to the tickling sensation on her ear, her body trembling.
“Understood?”
“Ugh… Yes…”
Elder Sister. You’re using honorifics.
Was my voice so seductive that you unconsciously reverted to formal speech?
She used to speak formally, but this time, the honorifics felt subtly different from before, and I felt a shiver run down my spine as I smiled at her.
If there were an Incubus who went around seducing women, this might be how it feels.
Ah, no! Of course, I’m not an Incubus, I’m a Saint! A Saint!