28. Eirin

“You’re telling me to… take off my clothes?”

Aylin questioned my words. She seemed taken aback by the unexpected request.

But she soon scrutinized my expression and obediently nodded. It must be because my gaze was too earnest. And my tone was gentle, devoid of any ulterior motives.

“You’re serious.”

“Indeed, Aylin. It seems I might be better suited for figure drawing than still life. Seeing the portrait you drew of me, I’m convinced. But the maid uniform you’re wearing now looks too complicated for me to draw.”

It might sound like sophistry, but it wasn’t a lie. If it were the pure human form, with as little clothing as possible, with plenty of skin showing… somehow, I felt like I could draw it.

“For starters, how about just the undergarments beneath the maid uniform? It wouldn’t be as difficult as drawing the maid uniform itself. Aylin, I want to draw the entire silhouette of your body.”

“I see. The maid uniform might be a hindrance to drawing the contours of my body… Understood, Doryeon-nim.”

Aylin thankfully accepted my explanation. Of course, even if I had insisted, Aylin wouldn’t have refused.

But this wasn’t a forced command driven by selfish desires and a dark agenda. It was because something I genuinely wanted to draw had emerged from my artistic nature.

‘At least it seems like I’ll get a much better drawing than that squid or tentacle creature from before. If I can draw Aylin’s bare body as a model.’

Aylin rose from the chair she had been sitting on to draw. And she stood right in front of the chair beyond the easel where I had been sitting.

Her cheeks flushed slightly. Even though I had calmly explained the reason. Still, suddenly having to undress in front of me like this was bound to be embarrassing.

Even so, Aylin made an effort to maintain a composed expression and said to me,

“I’ll take off just the maid uniform for now.”

She began to remove her maid uniform. First, she untied and removed the apron, then reached behind her back to undo the buttons of the maid dress. She then completely slipped off the one-piece maid dress and laid it down at her feet.

She was now in her undergarments. Aylin’s figure was fully revealed. Aylin was slightly shorter than average height. And with her somewhat slender frame, she was far from having a voluptuous figure.

But her proportions were exceptionally good, and the lines that ran throughout her body were graceful. Her narrow shoulders on her slender upper body accentuated the lines above, adding to Aylin’s femininity.

“Is this… alright?”

Aylin was wearing a black bra. Not only the color but also the overall design was closer to mature lingerie.

It was a subtly alluring bra that unexpectedly suited her usually taciturn and mature demeanor. And although it was hidden by the bra, the flesh of her breasts that peeked out was also pleasing to the eye.

In my dream, Aylin compared her breasts to Princess Lilia’s massive ones and became annoyed, but in reality, Aylin’s breasts, despite her slender frame, were not small enough to fully maintain the shape of peaches.

And I, who had already squeezed Aylin’s breasts plenty in my dreams, knew well how soft and pleasant those breasts felt in my hands.

My gaze naturally drifted further down Aylin’s body. Her waist was incredibly slender. Compared to her frame, her hips and buttocks were somewhat pronounced, creating a convex curve just below her waist.

And Aylin’s legs were incredibly slender. The legs that extended from her hips had a long, shapely line, even though she was wearing ordinary shoes instead of heels.

Moreover, Aylin’s choice of undergarments today was not the usual band stockings and garter belt. It was a pair of black pantyhose that completely covered up to her panties.

The panties she was wearing underneath were also black. The panties, which seemed to be a set with the bra, also had a mature design close to lingerie.

The pantyhose made Aylin’s lower body line even smoother. And Aylin’s skin, faintly visible through the thin material of the stockings, looked much more alluring than bare skin.

“Doryeon-nim? Is this… alright?”

Aylin crossed her arms and slightly twisted her body. My gaze, which was fixed on her body, remained as earnest as ever. But Aylin couldn’t help but feel embarrassed now that she was in her undergarments.

But she didn’t take off her maid headband to the very end. As I had said, we weren’t doing anything lewd right now. It was the right choice.

“It must be uncomfortable to keep standing. You can sit on that chair.”

Aylin followed my instructions. She brought her legs together and placed her hands on her knees. It was a stiff posture that betrayed her uncharacteristic nervousness, like a job applicant sitting in front of an interviewer.

“You don’t have to be so nervous, Aylin. If you’re in such an awkward pose, it will be even harder for me to draw. You can move your body naturally.”

Aylin nodded at my words. She fidgeted for a moment, then sat down with her legs slightly angled.

I calmly began to sketch Aylin in my sketchbook.

Aylin was busy trying to calm her heart, which wouldn’t settle down.

It had been a long time since she had drawn a proper picture. Not just the doodles she occasionally scribbled on spare paper at the mansion. A truly proper portrait of a person.

And the subject was the Doryeon-nim she was secretly harboring feelings for…

Just before drawing that portrait. She had rudely laughed at the unidentified tentacle creature… no, the vase that Doryeon-nim had drawn. So, to atone for that rudeness, she drew even more diligently.

And the result was surprising even to Aylin herself.

‘Of course… it’s probably because the model is good.’

It wasn’t a picture to be overly proud of, but in any case, it seemed to have stimulated the artistic spirit within Doryeon-nim.

Yulian Doryeon-nim spoke with an exceptionally passionate gaze, saying that he would draw her as a model. He even told her to take off her clothes.

‘I wondered if it might be some kind of play… but his eyes were truly earnest.’

As expected, Doryeon-nim was sincere. He was diligently drawing her as she sat on the chair. Just like the usual earnest gaze of Doryeon-nim, who had returned to normal from being a maniac since last winter.

He didn’t stop his pencil for a moment, diligently capturing her in the sketchbook.

‘That’s why I’m even more embarrassed…’

Of all days, she had put extra effort into her underwear today. While waiting for Doryeon-nim, who hadn’t returned all night, she couldn’t calm her restless heart.

Then, at one point, she became furious at the thought that Doryeon-nim might be meeting another woman. So, to soothe that anger, she changed into more mature-style underwear.

Not in her usual night-shift attire, but inside her usual maid uniform.

‘Just in case I might end up serving Doryeon-nim in my usual attire.’

If that were to happen, she didn’t want to lose to the other women. That’s why she was wearing her “winning” underwear today… She never imagined she would be showing it off in this situation, not even while serving him.

“Aylin? Can you change your pose for a moment? I’d like you to sit with your legs crossed.”

“Yes? Ah… Understood, Doryeon-nim.”

For a moment, she had been lost in thought. Doryeon-nim requested a new pose from her. At Doryeon-nim’s words, she reflexively crossed her legs.

And until now, she had been deliberately trying not to be conscious of it. But she could feel that the secret place between her legs, which was slightly rubbing together, was truly wet.

‘What on earth are you thinking about in this situation, Aylin!’

That’s right. It’s not like she has some strange exhibitionist tendencies. The problem is still Doryeon-nim’s earnest gaze.

Because he keeps looking at her in her underwear with that earnest gaze. Aylin’s inner desires were unknowingly blooming within her.

‘This won’t do… It’s not like I’m some frustrated old maid.’

No. She had to admit that she was somewhat frustrated. In the deep dawn of yesterday, when Doryeon-nim hadn’t returned.

Aylin kept thinking about Doryeon-nim and eventually couldn’t bear it. She ended up masturbating, something she had learned directly from Doryeon-nim. In fact, there was some reason for changing her underwear.

Her ordinary underwear had become soaked from masturbating. Several pairs of them.

‘It’s strange… Since last winter, Doryeon-nim has become calm and intelligent. It seems like I’m the only one who’s become strange. I’m not an erotic maid… Why on earth…’

Ssakak ssakak-

Doryeon-nim was engrossed in drawing, and didn’t say anything except to instruct her on poses. Silence fell in the room. And the sound of the pencil could be heard through the silence.

But in that silence, Aylin’s body was becoming more and more sensitive. The white skin that wasn’t covered by her underwear was gradually turning red.

The drawing was finished. I drew with a concentration that surprised even myself. Aylin’s underwear was lewd and incredibly arousing enough to drive the tyrant wild in an instant.

But seeing the bare skin revealed between her underwear, my creative desire blazed, and I barely managed to appease the tyrant.

“Heu-eum…”

But my feelings upon seeing the result were ambiguous. It certainly looked better than the terrible drawing from before. Still, it was ambiguous.

“Aylin. Can you come and take a look at this drawing for a moment?”

“Yes? Yes! Understood!”

Aylin answered with a surprise that was uncharacteristic of her. Soon, she returned to her usual expression and approached me.

“This drawing is…”

As expected, her expression also became ambiguous as she looked at my drawing. The drawing I had created was definitely Aylin. Aylin’s silhouette with its graceful lines. Her beautiful face. I had drawn all of it with a pencil.

Rather, it was a figure drawing that had made great strides in a very short time, and it was definitely not bad.

“Um… You drew it very well, Doryeon-nim.”

So, Aylin also offered me words of praise. But I didn’t miss the slightly troubled expression on her face.

It was as if she was thinking about how to explain this.

That’s right. There was no problem with drawing Aylin’s bare skin. I had drawn it well as it was.

But Aylin’s underwear was the problem. The underwear in the drawing I had created had been transformed into a creepy tentacle creature instead of underwear.

So, it had become a drawing of Aylin being violated by tentacles, far from being a normal portrait.

“Hoo… It’s strange. Whenever I try to draw objects. Strange squids or octopuses pop out. It’s not like I’m cursed or anything.”

Aylin seemed momentarily taken aback, but she had an expression that understood to some extent. In fact, the crafts that Yulian had made in my atelier were similar to this.

Thinking about the Black Magic Wand I gave to Rosette. The works of art that Yulian creates all contain a cosmic horror-like bizarreness.

I wondered if it would be different with the human body. But underwear was still an object. It seemed that my body’s artistic talent was to turn everything that wasn’t human bare skin into cosmic horror.

“I thought it would turn out well this time. It’s embarrassing. Maybe…”

“My underwear is getting in the way.”

The intelligent Aylin immediately grasped the reason. Surely, if Aylin took off even that underwear… these unsightly tentacle creatures might not appear.

At least I had properly drawn the body that revealed bare skin. But it would be rude to ask Aylin to take off even her underwear.

‘I decided to use today for Aylin’s rest.’

I closed the sketchbook without hesitation.

“Well, I didn’t like it very much. But it’s still better than the vase drawing from before. This is enough. Aylin, you can put your maid uniform back on…”

“Just a moment! Doryeon-nim!”

Aylin suddenly interrupted me. And she shouted urgently.

“Drawing is… art is… something that requires you to keep the feeling when you start to get the hang of it. I’m definitely not denying Doryeon-nim’s artistic skills. But if you practice a little more as it is now. Doryeon-nim, your skills might improve even more.”

Aylin’s words were correct. Art is about capturing that feeling, which is difficult. I had also gotten the hang of drawing people to some extent.

But the problem was still the tentacle monster. I was reluctant to draw Aylin again as she was, because of the strange talent, no, quirk, that turned even underwear into tentacles.

Even though it was just a drawing, I didn’t want to draw the scene of something other than me violating Aylin again. Especially if that something was a tentacle.

The moment I indirectly said that fact. Aylin had an expression that she had made up her mind about something.

“Doryeon-nim. If it’s alright with Doryeon-nim, wouldn’t you like to practice drawing a little more?”

With those words, Aylin returned to the chair she had been sitting on earlier.

“This might allow Doryeon-nim to draw a proper picture.”

Then she began to take off all of her remaining underwear.

“Aylin?”

Bra, pantyhose, and the panties underneath. Aylin threw off all of her underwear and became completely naked.

“Um… If it’s not a semi-nude but a complete nude… Doryeon-nim might be able to unleash your skills more properly. This is… only for the purpose of drawing… I want to help you more.”

Aylin said that, but she was embarrassed and slightly covered her bare breasts with her arms.

But at that moment, I saw it. Aylin’s nipples were unexpectedly very erect. And I glimpsed that Aylin’s secret place was wet with embarrassing juices.

“Is that so? Then I understand. Aylin. Let’s draw a little more.”

I didn’t show that I had noticed that fact for now, and calmly opened a new page in the sketchbook.