Barbarian Lilia (3)

“So, in the end, you got the essential potions from Lizzie at half price?”

“Half the material cost, so it’s less than half the retail price.”

“Huh.”

Gyeotmwa Josyegigot looked at me with a dumbfounded expression after hearing about my transaction.

“You’re really a scoundrel. How did you manage to haggle down the August Trading Company to half the material cost?”

“Well, what’s the big deal? I saved their lives once-this is cheap compared to that. Besides, I paid full price for the mandrake last time.”

“That’s just basic decency. If you’d skimped on that too, you’d be a real piece of work.”

“It’s not like I asked for a quarter of the price in the first place! Ignoring their goodwill offer of a ‘friend discount’ is the real scoundrel move!”

“…….”

Admittedly, I did act like a scoundrel, but honestly, it wasn’t really my fault. They just ended up competing among themselves and drove the price down.

It’s not like I ever said I’d consider whoever made my potions a closer friend or anything.

“Ah, anyway, since Lizzie’s agreed to make mine, if you need potions for the final hunting festival, you should ask Lara or something. The Lara event’s over, so you’re kinda close now, right?”

“Well… I wouldn’t say we’re not close, but we’re not as close as you’d expect after finishing her in-game event.”

“Huh? Really?”

“I did deal the final blow to the Moonlight Wolves, but somehow the half-price potion perk didn’t apply. And after hearing what you just said, I’m pretty sure the Lara event was cleared under your name, not mine.”

“…….”

Come to think of it, that makes sense.

It’s not like Lara would suddenly offer me half-price potions out of nowhere. Even though we built some rapport in the Witch’s Forest, we didn’t get *that* close that fast.

But if this was all because the “Lara’s Secret” event was registered under my name, then it made sense. After all, I was the one who ended up with the quest reward, the Witch’s Pendant.

“Wait, does that mean you didn’t get the scene either?”

“…What scene?”

“The Lara scene. It’s a special reward for the ‘Lara’s Secret’ event. Too bad~.”

“…I already said I’m not interested. I don’t want to do anything in this world that I’d have to take responsibility for.”

“You wouldn’t have to take responsibility for Lara, though? In the original story, it’s just a one-time thing. Guilt-free pleasure-and you’re turning it down? A passionate night with a gloomy, big-breasted, sadistic beauty, and you’re just gonna pass?”

“…You’re really fired up, huh. Did getting laid with Ethan once put you in heat?”

“*Cough*! *Hack*!!”

His shameless remark made me choke for a second. How the hell does this bastard know about that?

“W-what?! How do you know about that?!”

“How? It’s more surprising that you think people *wouldn’t* notice. You’ve been broadcasting it everywhere.”

“Huh……?”

“You’re always arm-in-arm with Ethan, glued to him during shared classes whether you’re sparring or resting. The way you look at him-it’s like honey’s dripping from your eyes. How could I *not* notice?”

“I-I’ve never looked at him like that?!”

“It’s the exact same look Celista and Silena give me.”

“…….”

Damn it. This is exactly why I didn’t want him to find out.

I was planning to keep it a secret as long as possible to avoid being teased like this, but of course, he’s sharp enough to notice…

“Besides, you bought dried mandrake in the Witch’s Forest. It’d be weird if I *didn’t* notice. And now that Celista’s awakened as a Saint, there’s no need to hold back anymore.”

“I-I haven’t used it yet?! And Ethan doesn’t even need it-he’s perfectly fine without it?!”

“Saying you ‘haven’t used it yet’ implies you *will* use it someday, doesn’t it?”

“…….”

“And honestly, even Ethan’s been acting a little different lately. Not as obvious as you, but he seems more relaxed than before.”

“…Well, that’s a bit of a relief to hear.”

At least it means my first step as a man had some effect.

Hearing that it wasn’t just me who enjoyed it gave me a small sense of relief. For a ‘reward’ where I gave Ethan my first time, it was a decent success.

“Anyway, guess you’ll have to pay full price with Lara, huh? With all your party members, you’ll be shelling out at least 10-20 gold coins. Want me to ask her for you?”

“No need. Too much trouble. Besides, I’ll be asking Trallia from now on. She’s way more reasonable than Lizzie or Lara.”

“…When did you get close to *her*? You’ve been busy.”

“Gotta stay busy if I want to return to the original world.”

“…….”

So he’s still dead set on going back, huh.

Honestly, part of me wanted to beg him to stay for Celista and Seraphine’s sake. As a former isekai unicorn, it’s painful to see the devotion of first love wasted on such a hollow reason.

The problem is, his attitude makes it clear he has zero intention of changing his mind.

I don’t want to force him, but if I don’t, the original heroines are doomed to misery.

Technically, I *could* leak his plans to Seraphine or the others to sabotage his return, but I don’t want to see them hated for it.

Having cleared *Luminor Academy* 24.5 times in my past life, I couldn’t help but feel affection for every heroine in this world. From the main heroines to the side ones, I’d seen at least one solo ending for each.

Wanting as many of them as possible to be happy was just an inevitable desire.

“Well, I should get going. Ethan’s meeting with the professor should be wrapping up soon.”

“Yeah.”

“Take care with Ethan. 『Lewd Maid Lilith』.”

“Yeah, you too-Wait, what?! Y-you little-!”

“For the record, I didn’t make that up. It’s in your status window as a title.”

“…B-bullshit! Why the hell would I have some insane title like-“

Skeptical but curious, I clasped my hands together to check my status window-and let out an involuntary scream at the absurd title staring back at me.

『Name: Lilith Blackwood Rosewood

Title: Lewd Maid』

“KYAAAAAAAH?!”

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…This is the worst.

Absolutely the worst.

What kind of nonsense is this?

『Title: Lewd Maid』

“…….”

I couldn’t accept why such a ridiculous title existed in this world-or why it was attached to *me*.

‘Since when did I even have this?’

I distinctly remember it was 「Saint of Prophecy」 back in the Witch’s Forest. I checked my status when learning skills for the Crescent Moon Bear fight, so I’m sure of it.

I also checked after leveling up to adjust my stats, so it must’ve changed after that.

‘I have a rough idea of when it changed, though.’

Probably around the time Ethan and I… you know. Looking back, the way it happened *was* a bit questionable.

I seduced him with my body to motivate him to beat Harold, and the moment he won, I practically pounced on him in his room.

Afterward, I dropped all pretense of embarrassment and started openly doting on him, so I guess the title isn’t entirely undeserved.

‘At least it’s not like other people can see it.’

Only the Hero, Gyeotmwa Josyegigot, can view other characters’ status windows. No one else is going to randomly call me “Miss Lewd Maid.”

So there’s no need to mope. I’ll just own it. What’re you gonna do about it? If you’re curious, go get isekai’d yourself.

“Lilith. Did you wait long?”

Ethan returned from his meeting with the professor, so I shelved my concerns and immediately switched back to being his personal maid.

“Not at all, Young Master Ethan.”

“I think I saw Gyeotmwa Josyegigot passing by earlier… Did he say anything weird…?”

“We only exchanged brief greetings, so you needn’t worry.”

“O-oh… I wasn’t doubting you or anything, just thought I’d ask…”

Even after claiming me in bed, Ethan still can’t help being wary of the Hero.

Still, he *has* mellowed out compared to before. In the past, he’d have scolded me just for talking to him.

Sharing his first time with me must’ve helped. At least he’s not obsessing over me being ‘stolen’ by Gyeotmwa Josyegigot anymore.

“When’s your meeting with the professor, Lilith?”

“Next week. It’ll probably be about choosing a minor for third year.”

“Have you decided what to focus on?”

“If this were last year, I’d have chosen offensive magic, focusing on arcane spells…”

“Yeah.”

“…But I think learning magic that complements swordsmanship wouldn’t be bad either.”

At least while we’re at the academy, it’ll help me support Ethan.

“Th-that’s a great idea, Lilith.”

“It’s not *just* for you, Young Master. I do use daggers, after all.”

“Y-yeah, I know.”

“But thinking of you *is* part of the reason, so you should be grateful.”

“…Right. Thank you, Lilith.”

“Good. Oh, and about the potions for the final hunting festival…”

And so, after spending the day planning the near future with Ethan, the next afternoon-

“Please help me, Senior Lilith.”

“……Huh?”

Lilia suddenly showed up at the magic department building, throwing me into a new wave of chaos.