Ch.233Side Story: Crown Princess Laura – All Ages Version

This chapter is an age-appropriate version of the adult chapter “Side Story: Crown Princess Laura.”

Adult readers who can view the adult chapter may skip this.

“What exactly are you doing here, Your Highness?”

When I headed to the library where Laura was said to be, I found her, as expected, leisurely turning pages while completely freezing the atmosphere around her.

Everyone seemed unable to breathe properly with the Crown Prince nearby.

“What am I doing? Can’t you see? I’m reading a book.”

“Surely you have many other places to read besides a public space.”

“Unfortunately, I don’t have a suitable place to rest my body.”

“Are you determined to get the librarian fired?”

“It’s a joke, don’t worry.”

Laura smiled brightly as she closed her book and stood up. People around us were silently pleading with their eyes for me to take her away quickly.

“I heard you called for me.”

“You heard correctly. I called because there’s something I need to find.”

“Something to find, you said?”

“You’ll see when we get there.”

Laura tucked the book she was reading under her arm and strode purposefully between the bookshelves. Following behind her, I glanced back at where we had just been.

The students who had been frozen in tension were now sighing with relief and slowly finding their seats. Yet no one dared to touch the spot where Laura had been sitting.

We walked deep into the library. The number of bookshelves matched the building’s enormous size. We passed more than twenty shelves with hundreds of books each, and it seemed there were just as many more ahead.

If this was just one side of one floor, I couldn’t even imagine how many books were stored in the entire building.

“Here we are.”

Laura stopped behind the most secluded bookshelf next to a pillar and returned her book to an empty slot.

“Do you know something, Mira?”

“I don’t think so.”

After confirming no one was around, I responded informally.

“The bookshelves in this world are basically enchanted. They won’t budge even if one or two people push or pull with all their weight.”

“Isn’t that how it should be if possible? If these fell over, it would take forever to clean up.”

“It’s also surprisingly private. Popular sections are crowded with people, but conversely, unpopular sections might not see a single visitor all day.”

Hearing this, I examined the number on the bookshelf Laura was leaning against. It was labeled “Demon Race Fiction.” In a world at war with demons, novels featuring demons as protagonists would certainly be unpopular.

The author would be accused of being a traitor collaborating with demons, and the work would be treated as subversive literature—it’s fortunate it wasn’t destroyed. Especially after the succubus incident a few months ago.

“That’s true. But why bring this up suddenly?”

“Considering these characteristics, doesn’t it remind you of the movie theater where you and Priscilla enjoyed your date?”

“…”

At this point, I began to grasp her intention. She hadn’t come here simply for a private conversation. She wanted something more.

“Are you serious? In a place like this?”

In response to my question, Laura’s lips curled into a cold smile. She seemed pleased that I had caught on to what she was planning.

“Unfortunately, I can’t answer that question. I need to find a book now. Please wait a moment.”

Laura turned halfway around. Her back, which had been leaning against the bookshelf, now faced me.

She slowly bent forward. Her hips moved backward, and as she slightly raised her upper body, her waist formed an elegant curve.

Despite claiming to be looking for a book, her posture suggested she had no such intention. As proof, her head was half-turned, looking back at me.

Unless she could move each eye independently like a chameleon, there was no way she could actually see any books from that position.

“Hmm. I can’t see it. Perhaps it’s lower down. Please wait a moment.”

Laura bent her waist further. Naturally, her hips pushed out more toward me.

Perhaps wanting to emphasize her androgynous charm, Laura’s pants were designed much tighter than those of other male students, despite pants not typically being flowing garments.

Compared to mine, the difference was clear. If mine were regular jeans, hers were more like skinny jeans or even leggings.

Wearing such pants while bending over—what would that look like?

“Hmm… is it here?”

Her hips were prominently emphasized, and as her pants were pulled down, the Y-shaped crease of her buttocks became visible. Her uniform coat, which should have provided coverage, had long since ridden up.

The natural hollow line following her spine revealed her underwear…

Underwear…?

“…”

Despite about a quarter of her backside being exposed, no underwear line was visible where it should have been. Noticing my strange expression, Laura chuckled and muttered:

“Come to think of it, I forgot to wear underwear today. Good thing I’m wearing pants. If it had been a skirt, a great disaster might have occurred.”

She really came prepared.

I squeezed my eyes shut. One in a movie theater, one in a library. Why this desperate urge to do such things in public places? I couldn’t understand it at all.

Priscilla was actually better than Laura in this regard. In a movie theater, you can immediately tell if someone enters, the noise masks any sounds, and it’s dark all around.

But a library?

People could enter at any time, and although she had chosen the most secluded spot with shelves on both sides, it wasn’t guaranteed to remain empty. In a library, you need to be much more attentive to footsteps.

Conversely, if any sound escaped from us, it would be over. Even I’m not superhuman enough to notice someone approaching while engaged in such activities.

“Hmm… I still can’t see it.”

But Laura, seemingly unconcerned with such trivial matters, not only pushed her hips toward me but began to rub against me slightly.

A meaningful smile appeared on her face.

“Oh dear. My bottom seems to be caught on something. This makes it impossible to search for the book. How troublesome.”

“…And?”

As I barely managed to resist, thinking that a library was definitely off-limits, Laura smiled, braced her hand against the bookshelf, and arched her lower abdomen slightly, creating a curve in her waist.

“I’m saying I’ll help prevent any further awkward situations with my body.”

My head was spinning. After struggling between reason and instinct, I finally placed my hand on her partially exposed hipbone. Laura smiled triumphantly. Her buttocks pressed more firmly against my lower abdomen.

“…You’re not going to use a silencing spell, are you?”

“Of course not. If that was my intention, I wouldn’t have chosen this location in the first place.”

I asked just in case, but it was as I expected. Though I try to accommodate her preferences out of a sense of guilt, accommodating and understanding are two different things.

“Can you keep quiet?”

“I’ll try.”

“Trying might not be enough.”

“We won’t know unless we try, will we?”

I sighed lightly and pulled her chin toward me for a kiss. As soon as our lips met, her tongue pushed its way in.

As our tongues intertwined, I caressed her lower abdomen and moved my hand downward. I unbuckled her belt and unfastened the hook of her uniform pants. Even the small click sounded incredibly loud.

I pulled down her now much looser uniform pants, stopping midway down her thighs. We couldn’t risk removing them completely, just in case.

I heard a mumbling sound.

“Ish ih aww in…?”

“What?”

I removed my hand. Laura, who had been panting, asked again.

“Is it all in…?”

“What are you talking about? Not even halfway yet.”

“N-not even halfway…? But it already feels so full—hngh?!”

I moved my hips again. Her body arched back and trembled. Her fingers gripping the bookshelf tightened. True to her word, despite Laura pushing with all her might, the bookshelf didn’t budge.

“W-wait. It’s already full… ah.”

I grabbed her head and kissed her. Even with her lower body fixed and only her upper body half-twisted, Laura flexibly turned her body to intertwine her tongue with mine.

Taking advantage of that moment, I pushed all the way in at once.

As I enjoyed the sight of her twisting body and gasping moans, I tried to lift her coat that had fallen down, but felt something hard inside.

‘What’s this?’

It was in the area of the inner pocket of her coat. While Laura was distracted by the tingling pleasure from her nipples, I reached into the inner pocket. I grabbed something cylindrical.

When I pulled it out, I saw a plastic bottle with a tightly closed lid. Being transparent, its contents were clearly visible—a transparent liquid that appeared quite viscous. It was about the size of a 250ml drink can.

“…”

I stopped moving my hips.

“Haaah… why did you stop… huh.”

Laura, who had been whimpering, turned her head and gasped when she saw the bottle in my hand. I shook it in front of her face.

“What is this?”

I already knew what it was. Though I’d never had occasion to use such things, I wasn’t so ignorant as to not know its purpose. I just wanted to see her embarrassed face as she explained it herself.

“…”

There was no answer.

“Is it here? I heard a strange sound around here.”

“Yeah, it should be around here somewhere.”

Suddenly, women’s voices came from far away. I froze and stopped moving. Laura also stiffened.

Normally, I would have noticed them much earlier, even from a greater distance. But not now.

“This is where the Crown Prince went earlier. Shouldn’t we go somewhere else? What if we run into him?”

“He’s probably gone elsewhere. He can’t still be here, right? And they’re both men—why would there be a woman’s voice?”

“I… guess so?”

The footsteps were getting closer. They were coming this way.

“But it was interesting. I’ve never seen someone the Crown Prince keeps so close.”

“Right? I’m jealous. I wish I could catch the Crown Prince’s eye and live an easy life too.”

“Pfft! Someone like you?”

“What’s that supposed to mean!”

It was bickering with voices lowered appropriately for a library. I focused my senses in their direction. Fortunately, they seemed to be going in a different direction.

“Hnnngh?!”

Suddenly, a moan echoed.

While focusing my attention elsewhere, I must have unconsciously relaxed my grip. With Laura practically leaning on me and unable to stand on her own, it was natural that her body slipped when I loosened my hold.

My member, which had been fully inserted, scraped against her inner walls as it slid halfway out. I tensed my arms again, but it was too late.

“Did you just hear something?”

“Yeah. It was definitely around here…”

The voices came from the adjacent aisle. Just one more aisle, and we would be discovered. I quietly held my breath.

But Laura seemed to have different ideas.

—Creak.

Her waist moved. I tensed my arms to stop her, but Laura’s movement was faster. My member, already tense from the situation and continuous stimulation, couldn’t hold out much longer.

“…Ugh.”

Fluid burst through and poured inside. The tip twitched as I savored the sensation.

The pleasure of the first release lasted terribly long. I gritted my teeth and suppressed any sound.

I pressed my hips closer to prevent any scent from escaping. Laura, perhaps having reached her own climax, was trembling. Her muscles contracted around the base of my member.

“Nothing here. Let’s go. Someone probably dropped a book and hurt their foot or something.”

“Wow, is there another idiot like you in this world?”

“Will you be quiet?”

While we desperately suppressed our moans, the voices moved away. When I judged they were far enough away, I exhaled the breath I’d been holding.

“Phew…”

As the tension released, an indescribable pleasure washed over me. My waist felt like it might give out.

Laura, having apparently climaxed multiple times in that short period, was slumped like an unconscious person. Slowly, she raised her head to look at me. Her face was covered in tears and saliva, her pupils half-dilated.

Her lips curled up into a grin.

—One more time.

“…”

Silently, I gripped her sweat-soaked side.