Chapter 120: The North (4)

“I feel strange.”

Back when Carlson lorded over the mansion as its master, Alice suffered from a complex sense of unease every time she returned home. Carlson didn’t pretend to be a good person just because Alice was there. He acted as if there was no one to stop him. He always beat Isabel, and hoped Alice would bring home a good man to make his life easier.

Whenever Alice came home, a storm raged within her heart. This was because the desire to avoid Carlson’s face and the desire to be with Isabel were intertwined like snakes. Just like how mismatched gears grind with a grotesque sound before cracking, her heart was gradually breaking as incompatible emotions meshed together.

“Why?”

“I don’t know, it’s just… every time I came home, I felt like my insides were twisting, and it was too quiet.”

Alice placed a hand over her chest. As if the storm had never happened, only the sound of her heart beating fiercely remained. Alice realized that the desire to see Isabel and the desire to be held by Evan coexisted within her.

“Lorena. This is your first time coming to our house, right?”

“Yeah.”

Lorena nodded with a very anxious expression. The carriage carrying Lorena and Alice sped along the country road, taking in the pastoral scenery of the estate. The crest of the Flancia family was displayed on the flag, and people wearing straw hats bustled about among the vines. Lorena fiddled with her sword hilt and spoke.

“Um… I don’t know anything about noble etiquette, so I won’t get scolded, right?”

Alice couldn’t help but laugh upon hearing Lorena’s worries. She hadn’t expected Lorena to suddenly feel intimidated by the family’s status now, after having gotten along so casually with a noble lady until this point. Hearing Alice’s laughter, Lorena leaned closer and said,

“D-don’t laugh.”

“Ah, sorry… but it’s just funny…”

Alice kept laughing even as Lorena puffed out her cheeks, only catching her breath as they reached the edge of the estate. She noticed that the person dressed as the estate manager had changed. It seemed like an older person had been in charge before, but now a beautiful woman with blue hair was overseeing the farmhands.

“Wow, the estate manager is gorgeous. Did the old guy quit?”

“Oh, yeah? She’s really pretty. There are a lot of beautiful women here…”

Lorena seemed intimidated looking at the estate manager’s sharp, delicate nose. If the estate manager was this beautiful, she couldn’t even guess the level of beauty among the villagers. Compared to Alice or the estate manager, Lorena had tanned skin and wasn’t exactly the sharpest tool in the shed. She was just an ordinary woman with a sturdy build and slightly larger-than-average breasts.

“Lorena, you’re gorgeous. Why are you so insecure?”

“B-but… going to a noble’s mansion feels a bit intimidating.”

“Our mansion is a bit different from other manors. Look over there. That’s my home.”

Alice’s old mansion came into view through the carriage window. Standing amidst the dense woods, it looked like a haunted mansion from a ghost story. Lorena blinked, seeing the surprisingly old and humble exterior of the mansion.

“It’s not what I expected?”

“Why?”

“Because you’re from the Flancia family. I thought you lived in a massive mansion.”

“What kind of huge mansion would there be in the middle of nowhere like this? This size is perfect. Ah, I can’t wait to see my dad.”

Lorena blushed again when Alice mentioned Evan. Even while in Ithaca, Evan’s name made her heart and lower belly thrum. When she was idle, just thinking of his name made her fidgety, and sometimes she’d wake up from dreams where Evan was holding her.

In fact, even now, Lorena wanted to have sex with Evan. As soon as they entered the house, she wanted to pounce on Evan like a young niece greeting her uncle, and rip his pants off. She wanted to meticulously lick his firmly erect cock with her mouth, rub her heated genitals against it, and then push it inside her. She wanted to move her hips frantically, screaming ecstatically, then collapse onto the bed after Evan climaxed, and then act coyly, saying ‘I’m back’.

Lorena suddenly found herself breathing heavily and realized she was rubbing her chest. She was rubbing her crotch with the blunt, hard handle of her sword, and felt her face flush. Lorena hastily pushed the sword aside and pretended nothing was wrong. Alice was looking out the window and didn’t notice her flustered movements. Lorena took a breath and said,

“It’s, it’s hot… isn’t it?”

“It really is.”

Alice nodded, gazing intently at the mansion. Lorena assumed Alice was thinking about her dad. After all, thinking about her own dad made her heart ache and clench. Returning home after a long time, she figured Alice must feel like crying, even if she didn’t show it.

Lorena asked,

“Alice. You haven’t seen your dad in a while, right?”

“Yeah.”

“You must have missed him a lot.”

“I know. You should have gone to see your father too, Lorena, but things got busy.”

Coming to see Evan wasn’t just about Alice’s homesickness. It was because Evan was the most trustworthy and strongest person Alice knew. The North was a dangerous place, and two women couldn’t travel alone; the client had even recommended finding other companions.

Lorena said,

“We can’t help it. My dad is disliked by the Hero families. If someone saw me visiting him right before such an important commission, they’d get suspicious.”

Alice glanced at Lorena for a moment and nodded. She then squeezed Lorena’s hand reassuringly. Alice’s sympathetic gaze made Lorena uncomfortable. She hoped Alice, as her friend, wouldn’t feel awkward about this issue. So, she changed the subject nonchalantly.

“Oh, right! Alice. Now that we’re going home, what are you going to do first?”

Alice gazed at the approaching mansion with passionate eyes and said,

“Rear-entry.”

The word was delivered with such a dramatic tone that Lorena blinked, momentarily unable to grasp what Alice meant. When Lorena finally understood Alice’s words a beat later, Alice gripped her hand tightly and asked,

“You’re doing it with us, right? Huh?”

Lorena rolled her eyes. She also wanted to make passionate love with Evan. But she didn’t want to do it like this. Coming to someone’s house and immediately having sex instead of greeting them? Isn’t that incredibly vulgar?

Lorena tried hard to persuade Alice.

“W-what, right away? We have to do other things first, right? Wash up, greet everyone, right! I need to be introduced to the household staff too! I wanted to talk to your mother, Alice! You said she was such a wonderful person!”

“No way. As soon as we get there, I’m going to give my dad a deep kiss, then grab the mattress and tell him to fuck me like a dog.”

“Alice. Did you miss your dad a lot?”

Lorena asked cautiously. Alice nodded and smiled. Her face was flushed, and her feet tapped up and down like she was doing a tap dance.

“Yeah. Because I love my dad too.”

Lorena thought her love and her own love were slightly different. But at the same time, she understood that love comes in many forms, and the way it’s expressed can vary just as much as its depth and type. If Lorena and Evan shared a love born from friendship, then Evan and Alice were expressing a love nurtured by family bonds in a slightly unconventional way.

The carriage carrying the two women proceeded towards the mansion, accompanied by Alice’s sly grin.

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“Wow…”

Despite being old and remote, the Flancia family’s ancestral home exuded an unwavering sense of family prestige. Lorena, who had initially thought it was modestly sized, was astonished as the mansion seemed to grow infinitely larger the closer they got, and felt intimidated once more by the sight of the wrought iron gate towering twice her height.

As Lorena kept stealing glances at Alice, Alice was breathing heavily, waiting like a horse anticipating the starting signal. Lorena took Alice’s hand, and Alice gently squeezed it back while taking a deep breath.

The mansion’s iron gate swung open.

Evan emerged from within, his face flushed. He smiled and opened his arms towards Alice, parting his lips as if to offer a welcome.

“Dad!”

And then Alice darted forward like lightning, leaping towards Evan’s body.

“Oof!”

He staggered but managed to catch Alice, who clung to him like a cicada, thrusting her tongue into his mouth for a kiss.

“Hngh…! Ngh…! Hah……! Dad……! Daaad……! I missed you……! Hngh……!”

Lorena stood at the entrance, unsure of what to do. She wasn’t sure if Alice would really try to have sex first. A pink-haired woman standing behind Evan pushed past the intensely kissing couple and stepped forward, approaching Lorena. She too wore a lewd glint in her eyes and grinned, and just seeing that smile gave Lorena a sense of foreboding.

The mansion door opened. Alice and Evan, twirling like they were dancing a waltz at a ball, kissed their way up the stairs. Leaning Alice against the banister, he began to strip off her top, arching her back as if to cap off the finale.

“Ah…”

Sophia grabbed Lorena’s hand. Sophia said with a smile,

“We have to go greet them.”

Is this how noble families greet each other? Lorena began to feel confused about what was happening. Meanwhile, Alice’s skirt fell to the floor, revealing her beautiful naked body and small breasts. Evan sucked on Alice’s breasts like he was eating fruit, while Alice clung to him, letting out rough moans.

Sophia began to loosen her own clothes in the yard and pulled Lorena’s hand.

“Hurry!”

Lorena had no idea who this person was, but she was passively dragged along. With a bewildered mind amidst a feast of naked flesh, Lorena began to undress as if hypnotized.

Elena, watching this lewd orgy unfold from the kitchen, muttered with a blushing face,

“Disgusting.”