Chapter 63
Chapter 63
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 62
Chapter Title: Wish Ticket (3)
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2nd floor, Clea’s bedroom.
A suffocating silence flowed between me, perched on the windowsill, and the maid.
“Uh, so……”
The haughty vice warden who’d always chided me until now, Clea Rockhart.
For her to have become a maid serving her master……
Even I, who’d regressed three times, was quite taken aback.
“So this is your room? I had no idea.”
Her taut skin made the white stockings take on a faint flesh tone.
And with the short frilly skirt and the headband perched on her head to boot.
“……”
Anyone could see she was an erotic maid, but her expression was anything but.
It was the face of someone forced into an event, overcome with shame upon running into an acquaintance.
Her icy-cold features flushed red, and her sharp eyes trembled.
“You’re truly vile. Spying on a lady’s room.”
“The light was on on the 2nd floor, so I just came to check!”
No matter how much I protested, it was no use.
The cold maid silently approached, looking down at me icily from the windowsill.
“……!”
I debated just jumping out the window right then.
In that moment, Clea grabbed my arm firmly.
As expected of an imperial secretary alum, her mana level was impressively high.
Excited as she was, she didn’t control her strength and dragged me straight to the bed.
“Keep it secret from everyone else. You absolutely can’t tell a soul.”
The blue-haired maid loomed over me as I lay there, issuing a stern warning with ragged breaths unlike her usual self.
“What’s wrong with a side gig? A chic signboard beauty maid……”
“Enough.”
Clea’s hand clamped over my lips.
A fragrant soap scent wafted over.
“Keep my secret, and I’ll grant you one wish.”
She wanted to hide it that badly?
Admittedly, her outfit wasn’t exactly standard servant attire.
The short skirt exposed her characteristically provocative thigh size.
Her bountiful chest curves stood out dizzyingly.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the beautifully stretched skin as she looked down at me.
“Anything I want?”
“Yes. But in exchange, you can’t breathe a word about my side job to anyone, anywhere.”
Clea muttered with a deeply resentful expression.
“……”
I gazed at her seriously for a moment.
Should I make my wish right here?
That wouldn’t look good as her superior.
Clea was one of the most capable figures in the game.
There was no benefit in getting on her bad side……
So first, I should ask how she ended up in this situation.
“More importantly, I need to know why you’re doing this job.”
Clea paused at my unflappable demeanor.
“A few days ago, on my way home from work, I got scouted by a cafe. The pay was five times what I make at the prison.”
“Five times prison pay? That’s like a carriage a month!”
What kind of cafe pays 1000 gold?
Here, 1 gold was worth about 10,000 won, so a monthly salary of 10 million won.
“What kind of place pays that much?”
“It wasn’t a shady establishment. Do you think I’d fit in somewhere like that, Warden?”
Her face didn’t suit it at all.
But that voluptuous figure and provocative outfit were undeniable.
“I just did serving.”
“That’s it? No weird requests from customers?”
The maid straddling me rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought for a moment.
“They asked me to insult them? So I let loose, and they loved it.”
“……?”
They liked being insulted?
What strange folks.
“They even tipped extra.”
“Then why live in a place like this if you’re earning that much?”
I gestured to the drab room.
The living room showed some effort at decoration, but Clea’s room as the eldest was incredibly cramped.
To the point the bed alone filled it.
“The family has debts. My parents left behind two mansions’ worth when they passed.”
“No wonder just the prison job wasn’t enough.”
I let out a sigh of relief.
And smiled brightly, my mind at ease.
“Still, glad to hear it. I was worried you’d been driven to something bad out of desperation.”
“I’m not the type to bow to anyone.”
“That’s exactly why I was worried. I hoped your high pride wasn’t being crushed by hardship.”
“……Nosy much.”
She murmured softly.
Seeming uncomfortable, she got off me and sat on the bed.
“Nosy? If the guy who hired you turned out to be some rich pervert, I was ready to smash the place.”
“You’re hardly strong enough yourself.”
She crossed her legs, propping her chin.
A year younger than me, yet she looked down haughtily like an elder.
“Still, you’re definitely different from other men, Warden.”
“How so?”
As I asked, the blue-haired maid rose from the bed.
“When I offered to grant your wish, I expected a greedy look.”
What.
Was the wish offer some kind of test?
“But seeing you ask about my situation first…… You really do seem like a better man than most.”
I awkwardly sat up on the bed too.
Meanwhile, Clea glanced at the full-length mirror.
“If you’d been happy about having dirt on me, I would’ve punished you thoroughly.”
She casually lifted the hem of her dizzying skirt line.
A small dagger sheath was tucked into the garter belt squeezing her ample thighs.
If I’d wished for something dirty, that dagger would’ve come out in a flash.
“Looking at a subordinate that way would make me unqualified as a superior. Your well-being comes first.”
“……”
Clea turned her head slightly at my serious gaze.
Arms crossed, lost in thought alone.
“Well, since you care that much……”
Then, with her signature sharp glance, she murmured softly.
“As thanks, I could grant that wish I mentioned……”
“What?”
As I asked back, she shot me an exasperated look.
“I meant it earlier. I’ll grant one wish, so name it.”
I swallowed hard without thinking.
For the famously icy Clea to grant a wish.
But honestly, I didn’t particularly want anything from her.
She was so capable she handled every task smoothly anyway.
“Come to think of it, I am curious. About you working at the cafe.”
With nothing specific in mind, my playful side emerged after a while.
“Then treat me like a customer for the day?”
Clea stared at me intently for a moment.
Then a cynical smile tugged at her lips.
“You want to play customer?”
As I grinned slyly, she recoiled in disgust.
“So you have that kind of taste after all, Warden.”
“Not like that. I just want to know exactly what you do so I can rest easy.”
I shrugged nonchalantly.
The aloof maid eyed me suspiciously.
With a short sigh, she slowly approached.
“……”
Her shadow fell over my face.
As I wondered what she was up to.
“Please wait a moment.”
The maid squatted down in front of me on the bed.
Between my legs, she tied her hair into a ponytail.
Squatting made her already provocative stockings bulge erotically.
“You’re getting crumbs all over your pants like a slob.”
Clea reached out slowly.
Her touch delicately brushed my crotch area.
“……!”
At that careful caress, my back straightened like I was tamed.
Only after realizing she’d picked off a dessert crumb on my pants did I calm down.
But this was just the beginning.
“Immature master.”
As she called me master, the maid popped the bread crumb into her mouth.
The one stuck to my inner thigh, no less.
Cream smeared on her red lips.
And that belittling gaze treating me like a little brother.
“Your lip’s twitching. Pervert.”
I’d seen many beauties, but this sight was truly hard to endure.
“Why stare like that? Does my master find me ridiculous?”
“Hardly. Quite the opposite.”
“Opposite? Explain in detail.”
“……”
Clea cupped her hands under her chin like a kindergarten teacher.
Gazing at me pitifully.
“Opposite of ridiculous is attractive, right?”
The maid tilted her head slightly, sneering coldly.
Then she trailed a finger up my chin, mocking me.
“So Derek Master has tastes like those pervert customers, huh?”
That sparked a strange defiance in me.
So I fired back straight for once.
“Honestly, with your looks, it’d be weirder not to be enchanted.”
“……?”
Her fox-like narrowed eyes widened round.
Emboldened, I pressed on boldly.
“And you seem to be enjoying this situation yourself?”
She flinched for the first time, genuinely flustered.
Shocked at being called a pervert who enjoyed belittling.
“Me? Who do you think I am, Warden?”
“Seeing even you, so cool-headed, get rattled…… I hit the mark.”
I leisurely wiped the cream from her lips.
“Cheeky maid.”
She’d started the belittling first.
Now she was the one being touched.
“Hold still. It’s not all off yet.”
She blankly looked up at me.
Instantly reduced to natural obedience.
Meekly squatting between a man’s legs.
“……”
Her pride stung, Clea abruptly stood from between my legs.
Sweeping back her flushed forehead, she muttered.
“It’s all this stupid outfit’s fault.”
The maid spun to face me.
Regaining her icy composure, she laid down the law.
“No more weird talk. Come down for dinner. That’s the end of your wish.”
“You’re serving dinner too?”
The blue-haired maid walked ahead silently.
“You’re in my home. It’s only polite.”
Staying in the maid outfit, huh.
I thought she hated it.
I chuckled and tried to get up from the bed.
But first, I calmed my surging energy.
Thanks to the imperial elixir, my body’s getting stronger fast.
I cleared my throat and steadied my mind and body.
Then, carefully descending the 2nd floor stairs.
“What, sis? You came down from upstairs?”
“Sis, didn’t you say you hated that outfit? You were super embarrassed.”
The twins’ voices drifted softly, chatting with Clea.
“Just. Too lazy to change.”
Her nonchalant reply.
Following, I spotted Clea, now even wearing her monocle.
“Mast…… No, Warden. Could you taste this for me?”
“Sure.”
The maid in the kitchen fed me a spoonful herself.
As I savored it, I stared straight down at her holding the ladle.
“This outfit suits you cooking perfectly.”
“……I was just too lazy to change.”
I’d never seen Clea find anything a hassle.
Yet here she was, still wearing it. Curious.
“Yeah? Keeping it on because I said you looked pretty earlier?”
“Not worried about the nagging you’ll hear in the office tomorrow?”
Hands on her wide hips, she pouted.
Her mature eyes contrasted with the innocent maid ribbon swaying behind.
“Just rate the stew properly.”
The twins watched the young man and woman’s backs intently.
The scene of their sister, who always ate alone after work, sharing a meal with someone.
“Delicious. But a bit salty for the kids.”
I fetched water in her place and added a bit.
“There’s meat too. Want me to cut it?”
“That’d be appreciated, mas…… Sigh.”
Clea squeezed her eyes shut at the habit slipping out.
Glancing nervously at her siblings, worried about slipping up in front of them.
“Hmm, Connie. You feel it too?”
“Yeah. Sis has definitely opened up to that big bro a bit.”
The usually blunt twins wore faint smiles.
“Alright, kids. Dinner time?”
I brightly said as I transferred the finished stew.
Clea’s usually quiet home was unusually lively today.
“Warden, sit there too.”
“Got it.”
A man and woman sat side by side in their always-empty parents’ seats.
Connie and Chris exchanged signals, then tossed in a line.
“It’s been ages since the table was full.”
“Yeah. Hope it’s always like this.”
Clea shot the kids sharp looks.
As the twins flinched in unison, I soothed them instead.
“Don’t worry. This uncle’ll drop by now and then to keep filling it.”
“Really?”
Little sister Connie grinned.
“You’ll really keep eating dinner with our sis ‘forever,’ right?”
“Of course. I’ll visit often.”
Unlike the cheering kids, Clea remained stoic.
But soon, her secretive hand brushed my leg.
She slipped a key into my pocket.
Then, pretending indifference, whispered casually.
“If you ever have business in Berryhill Town, rest at my place.”
“That okay?”
I often came to beat up the Berryhill lord anyway.
Felt like I’d gained a home base to crash at.
“Yes. Plenty of empty rooms.”
“Appreciate it—.”
The two twins fist-bumped under the table.
The dinner atmosphere was incredibly warm.
Like one big family enjoying stew together, peacefully wrapping up the day.
But.
A chilling crow caw echoed from outside.
Thinking it odd, I peered out the window. A white crow perched on a tree branch, screeching.
With red eyes, it stared piercingly at our happy meal.
It convulsed, then flew off into the night sky.
Open Ending, 'Chains of Pleasure', has been unlocked.
You may be eternally locked in the 'Eternal Captivity' state.
Eternal Captivity
Effect: You will be lost in endless pleasure, unable to think of anything else.