76. Porter Caught in a Spiderweb

After telling Olivia and Marin to handle dinner on their own, I held Yuria’s hand and headed toward Moira-nim’s mansion.

It had been a while since my last visit to Moira’s mansion, and the walk there still felt awkward.

Perhaps because it was one of the wealthiest neighborhoods in the Labyrinth City, the atmosphere was distinctly different from the shabby, somewhat vintage-feeling areas I usually frequented.

There wasn’t even any trash on the streets. No homeless people lying in alleys, half-dead or asleep.

Moreover, the streets were softly illuminated, as if blessed by civilization, giving the neighborhood a more modern than medieval vibe.

“We’re here.”

“Welcome. It’s been a while.”

After knocking on the front door before entering, Rin-ssi opened it for us.

Following her inside, I glanced around the path leading into the mansion.

“The flowers are in full bloom.”

“Yeah. By the way, those are my mom’s favorite.”

“Ah. She likes red flowers too, huh?”

“Yep. She goes crazy for anything red that matches her hair color.”

“She likes intense colors, I see.”

“Exactly. Her underwear’s probably mostly red too. Or black.”

“Huh? Really?”

“Want me to wear Mom’s underwear later and show you?”

“Hey, why would you wear it? Are you planning to raid your mom’s closet or something?”

“Why not? If Shion’s curious, I should show him.”

“This girl’s insane.”

“Hehe. Don’t act shy. You want to see. Let’s have some fun before heading into the labyrinth.”

“Hey…! Keep it down. Rin-ssi might hear…!”

“Who cares? Everyone knows we’re living together.”

“Well, yeah, but…”

“Shion, why are you so embarrassed? A young man and woman living together-do you think we’re just holding hands at night? Hehehe. Is this that famously repressed Easterner mindset about sex? Your way of thinking is adorable.”

“It’s just that everyone in this city is promiscuous.”

“Hahaha. Well, I get promiscuous just looking at you.”

“You crazy woman.”

Yuria laughed heartily, casually throwing out sexual harassment like it was nothing.

How could she even come up with the idea of raiding her mom’s closet to show me Moira’s underwear?

‘Honestly, I am curious.’

Moira’s underwear…

It’d be nice to see, but if I actually showed interest, Yuria might get possessive.

Of course, if I really wanted to see, I could anytime.

After all, Moira and I were practically in a friends-with-benefits relationship.

But Yuria must never find out.

‘How do I explain that I’m in a sexual relationship with my mother-in-law?’

Somehow, I ended up getting swept up in the moment and receiving a blowjob from Moira, but it wasn’t my choice.

I was drunk and asleep when she barged in and pounced on me.

And since she’s the strongest in the city, I couldn’t even fight back-it was practically quasi-rape.

Though, since I accepted it in the end, I’m just as bad.

Still, I’d have to confess this to Yuria properly someday, but Moira doesn’t seem keen on telling her.

The thought of deceiving Yuria made my head spin.

Why did mother and daughter have to fall for the same man and put me through this torment?

I was even a pure slave-lover who never planned to date anyone who wasn’t a slave. But these two corrupted me into a non-slave degenerate.

‘Ugh. My head…’

I was starting to feel lightheaded. I needed to stop thinking and just look around the garden. If I didn’t calm down, I might spiral into madness.

The small garden, unlike my mind, was peaceful. It was filled with flowers Moira loved, and a few fish swam dumbly in a tiny pond.

Was Rin-ssi managing all this alone?

I hadn’t seen any other servants-just her. Handling this huge mansion, cleaning, gardening, and maintaining the pond alone seemed impossible for one person.

Isn’t this slave exploitation? For someone as rich as Moira, keeping just one slave seemed oddly frugal.

I already had two slaves myself.

Though Olivia was going to become the Labyrinth City’s greatest bard and earn money, and Marin was an all-purpose slime who handled her own food, clothing, and shelter, so her upkeep was minimal.

Still, it made me appreciate how incredible Rin-ssi was, managing this massive mansion alone. How exhausting must it be to serve as the guild leader’s secretary and do all the cooking? She was too capable.

“Shion, doesn’t it smell good?”

“Yeah. It smells delicious.”

The familiar aroma of Chinese cuisine.

The rich, savory scent of properly heated wok oil and the spicy, fiery aroma of Sichuan-style chili dishes grew stronger as we approached the mansion.

I’d had Rin-ssi’s cooking before, but it was truly on another level.

“You’re here. Come in.”

“Thank you for having us.”

“Don’t mention it. You’re my daughter and son-in-law. By the way, Shion, aren’t your clothes a bit too thin?”

“Huh? Are they?”

Was a T-shirt and shorts inappropriate?

It had been so hot during the day that I dressed lightly.

“Tsk. Don’t expose yourself too much. Some pervy woman might get ideas.”

“Mom. What the hell are you talking about? Is Shion a little girl? Why are you treating him like that?”

“No, it’s just… A young Easterner dressed like that might attract some thirsty older women.”

“Only you would think that. Are you insane?”

Moira licked her lips while looking at me.

Her gaze was unsettling. Even the eye hidden behind her eyepatch seemed to gleam ominously.

Like a predator eyeing its prey.

“Huuu, I must have a demon in me. The Magic Eye sometimes drives me to impulses. I lost my rationality for a moment.”

Moira fiddled with her eyepatch.

Ah, a side effect of the Magic Eye.

“I might have been too controlling of your boyfriend. My apologies.”

“It’s fine. Shion was dressed a bit skimpy, like you said.”

Huh? My fault?

Since when is wearing a T-shirt and shorts in hot weather a crime?

“Wait, why are you both criticizing my outfit since earlier-”

“Shion, stay quiet.”

“Who told you to go around seducing women like this? Flaunting all that skin.”

“???”

I’ve never seduced anyone.

They’re the ones seducing me-what kind of logic is this?

Isn’t this supposed to be a gender-reversed world?

Why do I feel like I’m the only one stuck in a male-dominated setting?

Why?

Why are all the women around me overwhelmingly strong, exuding masculine energy?

Why are they the dominant ones?

Now they’re even controlling how I dress.

Something’s off. I’m supposed to be the slave-lover, but the power dynamics with the women around me feel reversed.

Well, I guess it’s nice being taken care of. Maybe it’s fine as long as it’s good?

I shouldn’t overthink it. It’s already too late to escape these two.

“By the way, Yuria, how’s your body holding up?”

“I’m fine, Mom. You saw me earlier.”

“Sunburns usually hurt more later, so I wanted to check. We’re eating and drinking today.”

“Don’t worry, I’m fine. Besides, Shion and I drank a ton yesterday.”

“Oh? That’s good then. Come in.”

For some reason, Moira, dressed in a slightly suggestive negligee, greeted us with a smile.

Her ample chest was particularly eye-catching. The deep cleavage made her valley clearly visible.

Was she not wearing any underwear right now?

I could vaguely see two protruding dots on her chest…

“Ow…!”

“Hey, where the hell are you looking? Jealous? You wanna die?”

“Sorry…”

Without realizing it, my eyes had been glued to Moira’s heavy mounds of flesh until Yuria pinched the back of my hand.

It helped me tear my gaze away, but I felt a little disappointed.

‘Mother and daughter are both ridiculously hot. This is criminal.’

The daughter lounges around the house in dolphin shorts all day.

The mother openly seduces her son-in-law in a negligee designed to arouse.

I’m losing my mind. Are these women descendants of succubi?

They’re like monsters designed to anger my dick.

Most of all, I wanted to point out how they were the ones dressed the skimpiest, but I held back.

I might be weak enough to get kidnapped by a creepy older woman, but these two could slaughter anyone who tried.

“Here’s the mapo tofu.”

Lost in inappropriate thoughts, I sat at the table and waited for the food. Soon, Rin-ssi brought out Chinese dishes.

A mapo tofu-like dish swimming in chili oil, Laziji, and stir-fried pork with vegetables followed.

“There’s more.”

“Ooooh!!!”

Dishes I’d never seen before kept coming. There was fish, and-what was that?

I thought I’d tried a lot of Chinese food, but I was wrong.

The variety of authentic Chinese cuisine made by a native was on a whole different level from takeout.

“Spicy. Rin, water.”

“Here you go.”

“Ugh.”

Yuria fanned herself and gulped water, while Moira ate expressionlessly, savoring the flavors.

“By the way, Shion, are preparations going well?”

“Huh? Ah, yes. Almost done.”

“I see. This expedition will be quite dangerous. Be careful. Did you get the armor?”

“Yes. It fits perfectly and is light. Thank you.”

“Glad you’re satisfied.”

Come to think of it, the armor Moira ordered had arrived.

It was leather reinforced with metal plates-like a brigandine with added plate armor.

“The helmet is especially sturdy. It’s made from rare metal from the Crystal Cave, so wear it at all times. Heretics tend to aim for the head.”

“Got it. I’ll remember. Ugh, spicy.”

Helmets are crucial. If your head’s unprotected, nine times out of ten, that’s where you’ll get hit. A blow to the back of the skull means instant death, and a slingshot to the forehead will crack your skull.

“Now that we’ve eaten, let’s drink. Rin, bring that out.”

“Understood.”

A premium fire liquor was brought out.

A strong dwarven fire liquor that paired perfectly with the spicy dishes.

“Here, Yuria. Drink up. You can have as much as you want. I’ve prepared a whole crate.”

“Mom…! Really? I can drink as much as I want? This is expensive.”

“Yes. Drink to your heart’s content and stay the night. I’ll put Shion in the bed next to yours.”

“Khh. This is the life.”

“…”

Yuria, already succumbing to the alcohol, and Moira, smirking.

She’d put me in the bed next to a drunk Yuria? Seeing Moira lie so shamelessly sent a chill down my spine.

‘This woman plans to get her daughter blackout drunk and play with me.’

Moira’s intentions were transparent.

Yuria, oblivious, kept drinking, while Moira subtly avoided emptying her cup.

As I watched them, Rin-ssi approached and whispered in my ear.

“Shion-ssi.”

“Ah, yes?”

“Today is the mistress’s safe day.”

“Huh?”

“Just… letting you know.”

Even the maid was informing me of her master’s fertility cycle.

I was already caught in the spider’s web.