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    Chapter 175

    Chapter 175

    I Became a Gallery Manager in Another World.

    Episode 209: The Tilted Scales (4)

    “Hoo…”

    Rustle – rustle –

    I let out a short sigh and carefully stroked Laplace’s silver hair as she slept soundly, her head resting on my lap.

    Watching Laplace sleep so peacefully, I suddenly remembered the first time I had given Evelyn a lap pillow.

    ‘Hey, what are you…? You said it’s the first time you’ve ever given a lap pillow? But why are you so good at it?! Who have you done this for?’

    The memory of being relentlessly interrogated about a nonexistent lap pillow partner.

    Back then, I felt wronged, but now it seems I might have a talent for lap pillows after all.

    ‘…Looking at her like this, she just seems cute.’

    The sleeping Laplace looked so pure and dignified that it was hard to believe she was the possessor of all sorts of bizarre sexual proclivities listed in the ‘Sextaterus’.

    Of course…

    The sensation of that ‘drug vagina’ that had driven me crazy just moments ago was anything but ordinary.

    Twitch-!

    Even after having come so much, just thinking about it made me feel like I was getting hard again.

    ‘I must be crazy… At this rate, she might have surpassed Lady Yuris in the short term.’

    Even though it was just a short-term battle, the awakened Laplace was dangerous enough to gain the upper hand in sex against Lady Yuris, who possessed the blood of a succubus.

    Firstly, as you could see from Laplace’s still heavy, panting breaths and the steam rising from her entire body, even after using ‘Judgment’ which increased stamina and recovery…

    The sex we had just now was not just ordinary sex.

    It was a duel that unfolded on the bed.

    A fierce battle using dicks and vaginas instead of swords and shields, where we parried each other’s attacks, predicted the next move, and exploited the opponent’s most sensitive weaknesses!

    Laplace’s ‘drug vagina’ changed its shape moment by moment in response to my dick’s movements, tightening around it, and even used the protrusions around her cervix, her own weak point, as weapons, pushing me to the brink of ejaculation.

    ‘I almost unintentionally came, for real…’

    To be honest, it was quite a close call.

    If I hadn’t used my final ‘trump card’, Laplace would have been the one smiling in the end.

    Swish— swish—

    I gave a bitter smile and gently stroked Laplace’s hair again.

    “Umm… Ian…”

    Just then, Laplace murmured my name softly in her sleep, purring as if she felt good.

    Not ‘Master Ian’, but just ‘Ian’.

    A tender voice, as if calling out to a regular lover.

    Thump—

    This was cheating.

    I was already on the verge of falling for her again because of the sensation of the ‘drug vagina’ I had felt moments ago and her sleeping face…

    Hearing even this defenseless sleep talk, there was no way I couldn’t fall for her again.

    ‘…A dominatrix and an onahole aren’t bad either.’

    Still, someday I wanted to have the same kind of relationship with Laplace as I had with the other harem members.

    A relationship where we could hold hands and walk together normally, laugh at silly jokes, and share delicious food.

    Of course, considering that our relationship started with ‘threatening expulsion from the academy’ and ‘accidentally raping her’.

    It wouldn’t be easy to become like Evelyn, who had built a ‘childhood sweethearts’ relationship, or Lady Yuris, who had a ‘blackmail sweethearts’ relationship, or Helen, who had a ‘wallet sweethearts’ relationship.

    ‘And there’s still the desire for destruction left.’

    I didn’t care at all what kind of sexual proclivities Laplace had!

    It’s just that I knew very well how painful and difficult it was to forcibly suppress those proclivities!

    During the day, I wanted to be a normal lover, and at night, I wanted to purely become the ‘dominator’ Laplace desired, choking her or punching her in the stomach.

    ‘…Well, someday that day will come.’

    Kiss-

    I brushed Laplace’s sweaty hair aside and lightly kissed her forehead.

    Her unique lily of the valley-like fragrance pleasantly tickled my nose.

    “…Laplace. Someday, let’s take another step forward.”

    I whispered softly to Laplace.

    It was still too complicated and difficult a relationship to honestly reveal all my feelings…

    But someday, when the world became peaceful, I wanted to approach Laplace not as the ‘blond, big-dicked thug’ or the ‘eternal dominator’, but simply as ‘Ian’.

    “…Umm…I…Master Ian? What did you…just say…?”

    “…!?”

    A feeling like all the hairs on my body stood on end washed over me.

    ‘No, she was definitely asleep!!’

    Fortunately, Laplace didn’t seem to have fully recovered from the pleasure and drowsiness yet, her eyes half-closed with a dazed expression.

    I certainly hoped to move forward with Laplace someday… but I didn’t expect it to happen this quickly!

    I quickly hardened my expression and immediately switched back to dominator mode.

    “Tsk, how long is this onahole going to keep using your master as a pillow?”

    “…Pi…pillow?…Hic!…Hiiiick!!…I’m…sorry!!…I…I dared to…!!…On…Sir Ian’s…lap!!”

    At that moment, Laplace, realizing the situation, was startled and performed a smooth ‘backsliding dogeza’.

    I had hoped for an improvement in my relationship with Laplace just a moment ago…

    ‘But I still have to do what I have to do.’

    Squish-!

    I really had no choice but to step on Laplace’s head to set an example, and said,

    “I’m leaving first, so clean up properly and follow. Don’t leave a single trace.”

    “Ugh!…Ye…yes…! I understand!♥…I…Ian…myaster!…Cleanly♥…Even by licking!♥…I…I’ll clean up..! And go..!♥”

    I lightly stepped on Laplace’s head one last time as she diligently replied, and then left the office.

    Creak-

    “Huh?”

    As soon as I stepped out of the office, I noticed faint footprints on the floor of the disciplinary committee room that hadn’t been there when I came in.

    ‘Hmm… The middle part of the footprint is particularly faint, so the arch must be slightly high. Judging by the spread, the ball of the foot is narrow. Someone with this foot size and these characteristics…’

    I quickly searched and analyzed the database of women’s foot sizes and shapes stored in my head.

    ‘Could it be Anya after all?’

    Just to be clear, I absolutely didn’t have a foot fetish and went around memorizing feet!

    It’s just that, for some reason, physical features like the ‘feet’, ‘armpits’, or ‘body odor’ of attractive women have naturally stuck in my mind.

    ‘Whatever. It doesn’t matter.’

    I shrugged and left the disciplinary committee room.

    After all, the office was specially soundproofed, so no matter how intensely we had sex, no sound could have possibly been heard outside.

    Several days later. The Blackdahlia mansion.

    “Welcome, Sir Ian! Lady Yuris! I’ve been waiting!”

    As we arrived at the front gate of the Blackdahlia family’s mansion, Frederica, dressed in her usual neat maid uniform, greeted us with a bright smile.

    “Thank you so much for coming! Come on, come this way! Milady is waiting for you!”

    So saying, Frederica very naturally linked arms with Lady Yuris and me, leading us into the mansion.

    “Milady has been looking out the window since yesterday, you know? Hehe, she’s so cute. I hope a good man comes along for such a cute young lady soon. If possible… someone with blond hair, black eyes, tall, and handsome!”

    “Heh… those features are very mu… no, similar to Sir Ian! How strange!”

    Squeeze-!

    Frederica had always been close, but today she seemed particularly so.

    ‘By the way, Frederica really cherishes Estelle!’

    To avoid having any strange feelings for Frederica, who was like family to Estelle, I tried my best to ignore the soft and pleasant sensation on my arm as we arrived at the reception room.

    Creak-

    As the reception room door opened, Estelle was sitting in a wheelchair, looking out the window.

    “Milady! Sir Ian and Lady Yuris have arrived! I’ve brought them here safely!”

    “Estelle. You’re out.”

    “Hehe! Sir Ian! It’s been a while. How have you been?”

    At our voices, Estelle slowly turned her head and gave a slight smile.

    “…Yeah, thank you for coming. Ian, Lady Yuris.”

    “…But Frederica?”

    “Yes! Milady!”

    “…Why are you holding Ian’s arm? He looks uncomfortable.”

    “Oh my! I’m so sorry, Milady! I was so happy to see you that I was rude! …Hehe. I’m sorry.”

    I was a fairly perceptive man.

    Estelle’s voice had a slight edge to it; she probably felt a little uncomfortable that Frederica, who was like family, was clinging to an outsider like me.

    In this situation, the best thing to do was to praise Frederica, naturally making it clear that she was someone out of my league.

    Swish-

    I gave Frederica a gentle smile and said,

    “No, not at all. How could it be rude? I’m only happy that someone as beautiful as Frederica-nim always greets me so brightly and kindly.”

    Thump-!

    ‘Huh? Did I drink too much coffee? My heart is pounding… Could it be arrhythmia…?’

    At that moment, Frederica, feeling an unfamiliar heartbeat, unconsciously frowned slightly and placed a hand on her chest.

    “Um… Frederica, you suddenly don’t look well. Are you alright?”

    Yuris, not missing Frederica’s subtle change in expression, asked worriedly.

    “Ah, yes? No, no! I’m really fine, Lady Yuris. Thank you for your concern. I think I’m just a bit tired these days. I sometimes get a slight arrhythmia when I’m tired. Haha.”

    “A-arrhythmia?! That’s not something to take lightly! Excuse me for a moment.”

    Surprised by Frederica’s words, Yuris quickly grabbed her wrist and checked her pulse.

    “Hoo… Your pulse is a little irregular, but it doesn’t seem serious. Still, just in case, I’ll give you a moment of ‘healing’.”

    “Yes? I’m really alright… We have guests, so I should at least offer them something to drink…”

    “You’re not alright!! You can bring the drinks while receiving ‘healing’! I’d like a ‘barley cola’, if possible!”

    Lady Yuris said firmly and almost forcibly took the flustered Frederica towards the kitchen.

    ‘…Sister Frederica.’

    Estelle looked towards the hallway where the two had disappeared with complicated feelings.

    Did she pretend from the beginning to make an excuse to leave with Lady Yuris?

    ‘…She didn’t have to. After all, I…with Ian…’

    But even though she knew it in her head…

    Glance-

    ‘Ian…’

    She couldn’t help but feel excited about the time alone with the man she loved.


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