Chapter 119: The North (3)

“What is this?”

Following the damp air of the forest area, a guest arrived in the mansion’s backyard.

A lizard with smooth skin was observing us while lying down in the shade. I, who was basking in the sun, reached out my finger and poked the lizard’s face. The creature, frozen like a plaster statue, jumped as if electrocuted the moment my hand touched it and rolled under a rock.

Sophia, sitting next to me, said while munching on a snack.

“It’s a lizard, Master.”

“I know it’s a lizard. It’s delicious when grilled.”

Sophia chuckled and nodded at my words, but the fact that I had eaten grilled lizard seemed quite shocking to Elena. She frowned and said.

“You eat lizards? That one?”

The lizard climbed back onto the rock and faced us in a solemn posture. It flicked its tongue and rolled its bead-like eyes, giving the impression it was assessing whether we were prey it could hunt.

“Of course. Haven’t you tried it? If you skin it and gut it, it’s incredibly savory. Crispy and crunchy.”

Sophia chimed in with my explanation.

“Right. Right. I’ve eaten it when I was hungry too. Sometimes they didn’t give us food at the factory where I worked. Master, how did you happen to try it?”

“A friend liked that sort of thing. I don’t know where they came from, but they were really good at catching lizards. So back then, we used to secretly grill and eat them together without the master knowing.”

“What? Why is that touching?”

Sophia said that, looking at me with a displeased expression. I could only frown, unable to understand her displeasure. Is my past being touching really that displeasing? Sophia said, tapping her glass with her finger.

“I naturally thought you were recalling terribly difficult and hungry memories, Master. That’s why I was going to comfort you with my chest.”

Her chest caught my eye. Though I had tasted and hugged those breasts countless times, they felt different every time she made such an overt appeal. I said, cupping her breasts.

“Suddenly, thinking about that time made me a bit sad.”

Sophia said, as if she knew it would be like this, climbing onto my body.

“Right? Come here, Master. Let’s hug tightly. Or should we have sex right here?”

Her lower body and mine were touching through the fabric. My soft cloth pants bulged, and she smirked, rubbing her slit over my pants. She was adept at finding excuses when she wanted to have sex. I was used to naturally accepting her strange excuses.

“…..Perverts.”

Elena didn’t seem keen on getting used to either of them. She said that to me, blushing, and tried to go back into the house. I said.

“Doing it outside is really fun. Aren’t you going to?”

“I-I won’t.”

Not wanting to get used to something didn’t necessarily mean she was strong against temptation. She stammered her refusal of my suggestion and avoided my gaze. Sophia leaned down, pressing her breasts against my body, and I kissed her while caressing her buttocks.

“Mmm……! Mmm……!”

Elena seemed about to turn and leave, yet she didn’t. She pretended to look elsewhere and lingered nearby. Then, glancing sideways, she pretended to sweep the yard, acted nonchalant, gripped the broom tightly, swept the backyard, and then rubbed her legs together while leaning against a corner of the mansion.

Neither Sophia nor I continued our caresses. We didn’t let out lewd moans and strip each other’s clothes in broad daylight. We were looking at Elena, casting lewd glances. Elena, who had been secretly observing us, was startled when our eyes met and feigned ignorance.

“W-What?! Q-Quick, finish what you were doing!”

“Master. Elena is peeking at me, so I’m embarrassed.”

Her voice was sly as she wagged her tail back and forth, making it hard to tell if she was a fox or a succubus. When I pressed near her tailbone, Sophia let out a pleasant moan and pressed herself even closer to me.

“It’s because Elena is a pervert. Please understand, Sophia.”

“…What nonsense. I-I don’t do that sort of thing outside?”

Elena said that and started brushing off insects from the flowerbed branches with the broom she was holding. To assert her nonchalance, she was doing work today that didn’t need to be done yet. Sophia and I both knew she purred like a cat at night as if none of this had happened, but we simply shared silence and laughter, carefully stroking each other’s genitals.

Every sweep of the broom sent insects flying and tore down cobwebs. Sophia stroked my cock, following Elena’s movements. I, too, had my hand between Sophia’s legs, observing Elena’s movements. Watching someone engage in daily chores while being pleasured provided a unique sensation. Just having one more person in the open space made us feel the shame and liberation as if we were making love in a public square.

“Ah…! Ahh……! Heu……!”

Sophia’s face flushed red, and her breathing grew rougher. Elena’s ears turned bright red. Though she kept her head turned away, the hand holding the broom tightened as if trying to hold onto her reason. The broom, sweeping the flowerbed more and more violently, seemed about to fly towards the lizard sitting on the rock.

“Huh?”

At that moment, Sophia, startled, shouted louder than usual, and I checked my hands, wondering if I hadn’t trimmed my nails enough. Elena, stopping the broom just before hitting the lizard, looked at Sophia with a red face. Sophia was reaching out to block the broom. Elena asked Sophia, her eyes wide.

“W-What is it?”

“They say a lizard entering the yard is a sign that guests are coming.”

“There was such a saying?”

“Where I used to live, there was.”

Sophia said that and grabbed the lizard. Startled by the sudden attack of a giant, the lizard flapped its legs. Sophia threw the lizard into the woods, and the lizard, precariously hanging onto a branch, scrambled breathlessly up the mountainside.

Sophia dusted off her hands and came back beside me. I stroked her hair and said.

“A sign of guests coming, what kind of guests might be arriving?”

“You know that priestess. The one with the huge chest.”

Perhaps because she was a demon, Sophia didn’t seem particularly fond of Lumia. Lumia treated Sophia very kindly, knowing she was my subordinate, but Sophia seemed displeased even with that attitude, teasing Lumia subtly or trying to prove her own sexual prowess was superior. In reality, it was absurd for a succubus to boast about sex techniques to a priestess, but Sophia seemed to feel some sense of superiority in squeezing semen from my cock in front of Lumia.

I said.

“Lumia is practically family living with us, isn’t she? If it’s guests… doesn’t that mean people who live far away and come to find us?”

“Huh? Then are you talking about those assassins? Are assassins coming again?”

“Don’t say such dreadful things. I heard someone like a torture murderer came before, didn’t they? I really hate it when people like that visit our town like it’s a tourist spot.”

Elena shuddered and placed the broom next to the door. I nodded in agreement with Elena’s words.

“But are these people who won’t come just because I tell them not to? We’ll have to see how we deal with them, and if it doesn’t work out, we’ll have to run away together.”

Having offended both the Thieves Guild and the Flancia family, harsher sanctions were inevitable. After dealing with all the assassins last time, Isabel had already packed her bags so she could flee at any moment, and Sophia and Lumia always carried self-defense items. Elena carried noisy trinkets for emergency contact, and Rat Trap seemed to feel guilty about our situation. Elena gazed intently at her necklace.

“The ones doing bad things are someone else, so it feels unfair that we have to run away.”

“Me too.”

I nodded, and caressed Sophia’s buttocks. Sophia wagged her tail like a puppy before wrapping it around my wrist.

Elena checked the wall clock through the window, frowned, and said.

“Look at me, I forgot to bring in the laundry I hung out. I’ll be right back.”

Elena opened the door and left without waiting for our reply. Sophia and I were once again intertwined on the outdoor chairs, kissing. She pushed her tongue deep into my throat, gathering saliva, then took a breath deep enough to drench her lips, smiling blissfully.

“Slurp…! Hoo…! Ha…! Aahp……!”

It was just kissing, but wet sounds spread everywhere. I slipped my hand under her skirt again. Sophia’s hand pulled down my pants, and I flipped her over, gripping her buttocks tightly.

“Master. You’ll get scolded if you break the bed again.”

Sophia said that, but had no intention of stopping me.

“It’s sturdy, so it should withstand it once.”

Even if it couldn’t, getting scolded once would be the end of it. Her panties dropped onto the backyard ground, and I took off my pants. Her legs wrapped around my body, my hard, erect penis and scrotum rubbed, searching for the entrance.

“Hng……!”

The soft, smooth sensation gently enveloping my glans. I enjoyed her warm touch as I thrust all the way in. I felt the chair sink slightly under the weight.

“Ahh……! Ah……!”

A gasp escaped Sophia’s lips. Her hands held onto my back tightly, and her tail wrapped around my legs.

“Evan! Evan!”

And then Elena burst through the door. She hesitated for a moment upon seeing us, then said to me.

“Evan! The young lady and a bodyguard… someone has arrived!”

Sophia looked at me, panting. I nodded, my eyes sparkling.

I was already turned on, and couldn’t possibly greet Alice as if nothing had happened. Nor could I continue having sex here as if nothing was happening.

There was only one answer.

“Sophia. Are you okay with this?”

“I like it.”

After all, sex can sometimes serve as a greeting.