Episode 113. Maid (1)

Just before my arm went numb, I stealthily pulled out my left arm that had been supporting Monica’s head and propped up her head with my pillow. Perhaps she was tired from what we did last night, but Monica was sound asleep.

‘Haa…’

Afraid of waking her, I couldn’t even exhale audibly, and sighed inwardly. It’s an old bad habit. Monica never wakes up once she falls asleep, so there’s no need to hesitate to make noise, and there’s no one to complain about just a single sigh.

After spending tonight, my heart became even more complicated. Monica was different from my memories. While acting tough, she never let me out of her sight. The vicious woman who only found joy in tormenting me was not here. Only a woman with the same face and the same name was lying next to me.

My head was telling me to accept the current reality, that the Monica in my memories no longer existed, but the problem was that people’s hearts aren’t so easily swayed. I still felt drawn to Winnie, who was the instigator of that mess in my past life, and I was still reluctant to even look at Monica, who could be seen as a victim in some ways. The image of Winnie unable to hold me back as I left the house crying made me uncomfortable.

I was relieved that I hadn’t gone all the way to penetration. My stamina had reached its limit, so I could pretend to be nervous in front of Monica because I could avoid getting an erection unless I willed it. Honestly, when I came once earlier, I was almost horrified at my own body for still getting hard, but thankfully, Monica took care of it with her hand, so I didn’t have to penetrate.

Perhaps because they’re mother and daughter, their first sexual acts are the same. A handjob… It was very strange to be receiving service from Monica herself, but the act wasn’t much different from Vera-nuna. It would be accurate to say she was a much younger Vera-nuna from her youth. Since their appearances were very similar except for the shape of their eyes, it wasn’t a far-fetched imagination. If Monica’s eyes were a little softer, wouldn’t she look exactly like Vera-nuna…? That’s how much they resembled each other.

As Vera-nuna came to mind, her desire for me to spend the night with Monica naturally came to mind as well. Does Nuna still want me to get along with Monica? Seeing that she doesn’t stop Winnie, whom she considers like a daughter, from having a relationship with me, it’s not incomprehensible that she would take such an attitude towards her own daughter, Monica.

‘Still, Vera-nuna should have a child first.’

That’s what I wanted. Not just for Vera-nuna’s sake, but also for my own personal desire. I can’t keep Nuna waiting any longer, so I didn’t want to create any possibility with Monica until it was certain that Vera-nuna was pregnant.

Of course, it’s very unfair to Monica…. But I thought it couldn’t be helped. However, even that feeling is starting to feel uncomfortable. Until now, I’ve been thinking that she’s such a vicious bitch that she deserves this treatment. No, I was thinking that I was being merciful. Is it right to treat her like this when she has become a completely different person and is acting like a normal wife? My reason, not my heart, asked me, and I couldn’t easily answer. I covered up my complicated feelings and went to sleep. I’ll think about the rest tomorrow.

Perhaps because of my uneasy heart, I woke up early and changed my clothes. I didn’t sweat much last night, so I thought I didn’t need to shower. Of course, I’m going to sweat from now on, so I can shower after I’m done.

There were hardly any servants passing through the hallway. Maybe it’s because it’s still early morning. Or maybe it’s because it’s dark. Because of the sun rising later and later in the deepening autumn, the surroundings were still dark even though I woke up at the same time as usual. Relying on the faintly burning torches that illuminated the hallway, like the candlelight that illuminated Monica’s office last night, I strolled through the castle.

I went to my room and grabbed the sword Monica had given me yesterday. I received a new sword, so I need to adapt it to my hand and test it out. Since it’s a sword I quite like, I carefully stowed it away and left the room.

As I was thinking about swinging the sword and going down the stairs, I stopped as I was about to pass the floor where Vera-nuna’s room was. She’s probably still sleeping… but I still want to see her face. She’s the only person among those close to me that I don’t have complicated feelings for. It’s still early morning, but I haven’t seen her since yesterday, so….

Still, if I show myself like this, bad rumors might spread, so I looked around and carefully headed towards Nuna’s room, trying not to make any noise. Fortunately, there were no servants around. It’s time for them all to get up now, but…. They’re all handling matters outside the main castle, so there’s no reason for them to come all the way here where the direct bloodline resides at this hour.

Still, as if I were a burglar sneaking in at night, I carefully moved forward. No, since I’m actually visiting at night, I guess I am a burglar. As I was having such silly thoughts and passing by, I finally reached near Vera-nuna’s room. Perhaps because it was a secluded place, the light from the torches didn’t reach Vera-nuna’s door very well. I carefully moved forward, making sure not to trip over anything… Heok!

“Who is it?”

Because of the figure that suddenly appeared, I thought my heart would really drop. Fortunately, I didn’t scream out loud, so I was relieved that I could save face. I was briefly flustered as to who was standing there so frighteningly at this hour… but as my eyes adjusted to the darkness and its outline became clear, my tension eased.

“If you do not identify yourself, I will immediately….”

“It’s me.”

The being standing guard in front of Vera-nuna’s door… no, she really is guarding it. Anyway, the owner of that figure was Daria. I thought she followed Vera-nuna so loyally, but to be doing this from the crack of dawn. I’ve never seen her resting even during the day, so I doubted if she even slept.

“It is difficult to understand if you only refer to yourself as ‘me’. Your name….”

“It’s Edward Eulstein. I’ve come to see Vera-buin.”

Surely she can see me at this distance. No, she must have seen me clearly, as the light from the torch would have shone on me as I turned around the corner far away. But she’s still doing this, so… does she not want me to go in?

“The Young Lady is currently asleep. If it is not urgent, please cough and visit during the day….”

“I won’t wake her, so don’t worry.”

“…Understood.”

She always has an expressionless face, making it difficult to guess her mood, but I could vaguely sense that she was a little annoyed right now. Just the silence before she answered, unlike usual, was enough to tell. But as a mere maid, she had neither the power nor the authority to stop me. The flimsy excuse that she’s sleeping can’t protect anything. Still, I’d feel bad if I really woke her up, so I opened the door gently while receiving Daria’s gaze.

In the room where faint moonlight was cast, Vera-nuna was asleep without having tidied up much of yesterday’s traces, or rather, without being able to. Perhaps Daria isn’t doing this every day, but only on the days after Vera-nuna and I have sex. I wondered if she was waiting like this to tidy up before anyone saw.

Seeing Nuna sleeping with her white, large buttocks exposed made my penis heavy again. The stamina that had been recharged in the meantime while I was asleep after last night recognized the target to unleash itself on and throbbed madly. Originally, I was going to control this power by swinging the sword… but there’s a proper way to resolve my desire right in front of me, so is there really a need to suppress it? Vera-nuna, with traces of semen flowing from the gap, looked so lewd that I couldn’t help but think that way.

In the end, I abandoned the thought of just seeing her face and leaving, and sat down sideways behind Vera-nuna, who was lying on her side, and aimed my penis. I’m fighting against yesterday’s me today. With that thought, I inserted my penis into the folds of her vagina that I had inserted into last night. The semen I had deposited yesterday was pushed out by my movement, clearing the space for the new semen I was about to ejaculate.

As I inserted my penis, I thought of Vera-nuna from last night. What I did before my relationship with Monica was simple. To exhaust all my stamina beforehand. But I couldn’t masturbate, and I had to give Vera-nuna a child. So, in that remaining hour, I would visit Vera-nuna and ejaculate into her as many times as possible. That’s why I didn’t hold back whenever I felt the urge to ejaculate last night, and immediately released my strength and poured in semen.

Of course, I still got hard once more in the actual battle even after doing that… but if I hadn’t, I would have definitely penetrated. Appreciating my witty choice last night, I shook my hips. My penis, which had recovered overnight and stood up straight in the morning, seemed happy to be shaking against the female body that was already stimulating it. I could see Vera-nuna twitching in her sleep from the intense stimulation of my penis.