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    Since he seemed to be in a bit of a bad mood, I suggested skinship in hopes of relieving his depression a little.

    I thought there was no need to be so surprised by this since we had already touched each other’s breasts countless times, but it seemed that Ethan’s thoughts were a little different from mine.

    “Lee, Lilith, don’t tease me… .”

    “This is my sincere message, Master Ethan. Don’t men usually feel relieved when they touch a woman’s breasts when they are feeling low?”

    “No, what on earth do you mean… .”

    “No?”

    “… If you ask whether it is true or not, the statement itself seems to be true, but… .”

    It was Ethan who carefully acknowledged the fact, as if recalling a past memory of touching my heart.

    “This is just a suggestion I made as an exclusive maid because Master Ethan seemed to be feeling down, and I have no other impure intentions.”

    “… I’m grateful, but it’s okay. In the first place, I promised to do that only when I won a game with my father.”

    “If I look back on the relationship between me and Master Ethan, I think breasts are no longer part of the list of dirty things.”

    “… No, breasts are sexy enough. What are you talking about, Lilith.”

    “Yes?”

    “Huh?”

    … is it?

    No, objectively speaking, it is true that touching breasts is erotic, and even by my standards as a unicorn, having my breasts touched by a man other than my lover is an unacceptable act.

    Between me and Ethan, who have already gone through skinship that is a few steps beyond touching breasts, I don’t think it would be such a lewd act.

    I’m not saying I’m giving you permission to touch the underside or that I’m going to satisfy your sexual desires with my hands, I’m just giving you permission to touch my breasts.

    Rather than me being lewd, this was probably just being lewd by Ethan, who thought this kind of thing was lewd, without a doubt.

    “So, are you saying that you don’t want to touch my breasts now, Master Ethan?”

    “… If you ask me that way, of course I want to touch it. But I’m just saying this because I don’t think Lilith needs to be too considerate to make me feel better.”

    “… … .”

    “And technically, this is the time for necromantic class. No matter how much the villa manager says he will condone what Lilith and I are doing, he can’t break the rule against engaging in adulterous interactions with the opposite sex.”

    … You cowardly brought up the excuse of coming to class.

    Since Ethan had brought up a straight argument that could not be refuted, I had nothing more to say.

    No matter how much I think it’s not lewd, if the class professor judges it to be disrespectful, it ultimately counts as illicit sexual interaction during class.

    What kind of persuasion method should we use here to break Ethan’s stubbornness?

    It wasn’t that I particularly wanted to be touched by Ethan, I just really wanted to make him feel better. In the first place, I don’t even feel that much about Ethan touching my breasts.

    “… Therapeutic action.”

    “Huh?”

    “It is not an act of impure heterosexual interaction, but an act of treatment.”

    “… … Release?”

    “Wounds caused by physical damage are not the only injuries, Master Ethan. As someone who once had the power of a saint, I believe that wounds suffered in the heart are also a type of injury.”

    “… No, Lilith. To call it a wound to the heart, this is just… .”

    “If Master Ethan thought that the wounds I suffered in his heart were not injuries, he would not have tried to protect me by standing behind me in today’s necromancy class in the first place. The reason I feel fear of undead monsters is ultimately a matter of my mind and not a physical injury.

    But today, Master Ethan stood behind me and tried to protect me throughout class. What that means is, doesn’t Master Ethan think that my fear of undead monsters is a type of injury?”

    “… Is that how it happens?”

    “In other words, in my opinion, the fact that Master Ethan felt sorry for me and became depressed is a type of injury in my opinion. It was also an injury I received during class, as it was a feeling I got from seeing people being surprised at the sight of undead monsters.

    And, as the cause of Master Ethan’s mental injury, I am a priest who can use healing arts to a lesser extent due to my experience with the power of a saint, and as Master Ethan’s exclusive maid, I need to heal his injuries using the most efficient means. There is ”

    “… … .”

    Ethan suddenly became quiet, as if he had nothing to say due to the retort he had somehow managed to squeeze out of his head.

    At this point, even Ethan will probably have no choice but to agree with my logic.

    “… okay. If Lilith says so much.”

    “Do you finally understand my point?”

    “I’m not sure if I understand Lilith’s point, but I understand how Lilith feels right now. Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention.”

    Ethan added something incomprehensible, but in the end, he agreed with what I said and reached toward his chest, so it would be correct to say that my logic beat Ethan’s.

    “I will not take off my uniform because it is an act of therapy, not an act of obscenity, Master Ethan.”

    “… I don’t know what difference it makes, but I get it.”

    “Other than that, you are free to touch me freely, Master Ethan. As long as it takes until you feel better.”

    “… … .”

    Ethan has a thoughtful expression on his face and carefully places his hand on my uniform.

    I suddenly felt his large, manly hand grasping a lump of fat on my chest.

    – Malkang.

    “… Ugh, huh.”

    -Sigh, speak loudly.

    “Huu, hu, inhale… .”

    The moment when Ethan’s hand touched and he repeatedly squeezed and opened it, feeling a quivering sensation.

    Even though I was wearing three thick clothes, including underwear, my heart remembered the familiar feeling of a hand.

    ‘Still, it’s definitely much more bearable than touching bare skin.’

    To be honest, Ethan’s touch while taking off my underwear was a feeling I couldn’t resist.

    Even now, I can’t say that I didn’t feel anything at all, but it was still bearable.

    To begin with, it would be nice if my hand could feel good when I was wearing three layers of clothes… .

    – Soft!

    “Huh, crane?!”

    … I made a mistake.

    A moan was made inadvertently due to the sensation of the underwear being folded and momentarily brushing against a sensitive area inside.

    It was just a moment of weakness, but the problem was Ethan’s reaction.

    It was obvious that Ethan, who has a bit of sadism, would act like this as soon as he saw my reaction.

    “What is it, Lilith? Is this really how you feel?”

    “… I didn’t feel it, I was just surprised for a moment.”

    “That’s what I felt. Do you think it makes sense to feel things even though you are wearing three sets of clothes, including a uniform coat, dress shirt, and underwear?”

    “… … .”

    “… Anyway, she really looks like a lewd maid.”

    Even though it was really just an accidental moan, Ethan criticized me as a lewd maid and started massaging my breasts more aggressively.

    I could have refuted it, but I didn’t bother to refute it. Since this act of touching Ethan’s chest was initially done to relieve Ethan of his gloomy feelings, I thought there was no need for me to say anything to break the mood.

    – Soft!

    “Huh-eup?!”

    … Wait, again?!

    This time, in the same way, my underwear brushed against me, stimulating my sensitive body, and a voice suddenly burst out.

    It was a surprisingly similar stimulus to think it was a coincidence, so it wouldn’t be strange to think that Ethan had actually planned to do this.

    “What’s wrong, Lilith?”

    “… Nothing, nothing.”

    “Why are you spouting an obscene voice like a lewd maid? As if I could feel it.”

    “… There is no such thing.”

    “Actually, this was the goal from the beginning, right? Wanting to make me feel better was just an excuse, wasn’t it that Lilith just wanted to feel my breasts?”

    “… No, no.”

    I really wanted Ethan’s feelings to be relieved, so I just used my experience as a man in my past life to suggest the easiest way to relieve his feelings.

    Not to satisfy my selfish desires, but to alleviate Ethan’s depressed feelings as quickly as possible.

    Of course, I won’t deny that I benefited a little from the process, but that couldn’t taint my pure purpose in starting it, which was to make Ethan feel better.

    -Rub question.

    “Huh, ugh… !”

    -Cow wow!

    “Ughhh, hyaaak… !”

    The longer Ethan touches my breast, the more diverse and persistent his touch becomes.

    Deliberately rubbing the area that is not covered by underwear, or poking the most irritated area with your finger.

    I had to somehow prove that I wasn’t feeling it as Ethan’s touch seemed malicious, deliberately trying to make me feel a little more.

    -Aaaah!

    “Hmm?! Hi, haaaa… !!!”

    The moment when I felt Ethan strongly massaging my breasts and at the same time my whole body instinctively straightened up.

    Since I could no longer sit on the bed, my body lay half on the bed, and Ethan’s body, with his hand on my chest, naturally overlapped mine.

    -Soak.

    “… … .”

    “… … .”

    Two men and women lying on a bed with their bodies overlapping each other.

    In this situation, the man’s hand is touching the woman’s chest, and the woman’s breathing is slightly shallow.

    In a tense atmosphere that felt like something was about to start at any moment, Ethan’s face quietly approached me, and instead of avoiding his face, I slowly closed my eyes and felt the touch of Ethan’s lips… .

    -Knock, knock, knock.

    ‘Prince Ethan, Lady Lilith, the bathhouse is ready.’

    “… … !”

    “… … !”

    Ethan and I quickly got up from the bed at the sound of the manager’s voice coming from outside the door.

    “… Haa, haa, haa.”

    “Huuu… .”

    Ethan was breathing heavily while looking at me with a bright red face, and I was also letting out the breath I had been holding while making eye contact with him.

    Then, making eye contact, he nodded quietly once and walked out the door. Because I couldn’t keep leaving the manager outside who said he was ready to take a bath.

    … Don’t forget to make it seem as if nothing happened as much as possible to prevent the manager from thinking strange things.

    -Kkiik.

    ‘Prince Ethan, Lady Lilith, the bath is ready, you can use it now.’

    “Hmm, hmm. Is the bath ready? Thank you for your hard work.”

    “Ji, you can go in now… ? Where should I go… ?”

    ‘… sorry. It would have been better to prepare it in about two hours instead of now.’

    … Naturally, it was inevitable that everything would be discovered.

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