Date? (2)

The sudden weekend outing with Ethan had begun.

In truth, it started as a simple extension of our usual routine.

Harold’s weekly magic swordsmanship lessons.

After nearly three weeks since our last spar, I challenged him again, learning from my previous defeat.

Unsurprisingly, this spar ended in another loss without any significant improvement.

Harold had scolded me for wasting my resources too carelessly, so this time I tried to conserve my three daggers as much as possible. But of course, a Sword Master was far beyond my level, even when holding back.

In the end, I was crushed even more thoroughly than before. Oddly enough, Harold praised me afterward, though I wasn’t sure why.

I needed a different approach to face him-though right now, I had no idea what that might be.

After a few of us students were thoroughly beaten by Harold, as usual, the top-ranking students had their turn to spar with him.

Having exhausted all my energy against Harold, I quietly watched Ethan and the other top students face off against him.

Though Ethan lost one of the two rounds, he managed to draw the other, ending the session in a tie. I clapped softly for him.

‘Since Ethan won, I should change into my uniform a little later today.’

It’s better not to remove my underwear under the uniform. Once, I took it off beforehand and was misunderstood as having come to school without any.

Besides, Ethan seemed to enjoy undressing me himself, so there was no need to ruin his fun.

And after it was over, Ethan would quietly relieve his urges while I took a long bath to do the same… alone.

‘Wait, hold on.’

A sudden realization made me feel oddly flustered.

Seeing Ethan win and immediately imagining the nighttime routine felt strangely awkward.

It was almost as if I was secretly enjoying having my chest groped by him.

‘…No way.’

Was it possible that, despite Ethan not crossing any serious lines, my body-Lilith’s body-had somehow grown accustomed to his touch?

No, probably not. In the original game, Lilith was a heroine who eventually fell for the protagonist after being saved.

And before that, the various humiliations she suffered in the game only worsened because she never gave in to the villain’s advances.

Maybe I just didn’t resist Ethan’s touch anymore and had started accepting it as pure pleasure….

‘If anything, that might be even more problematic.’

Finding pleasure in a man’s hands on my chest-that wasn’t exactly normal thinking either.

As someone who was once male, enjoying Ethan’s touch made no sense.

In terms of years lived, my past life and this one as Lilith were about equal, but I still had reservations about romantic relationships with men.

If I had realized my reincarnation much earlier, maybe it would’ve been different. But I only became aware of it about five or six years ago.

No matter how good Ethan was, that wasn’t enough time to fully adjust….

“Lilith?”

“…Ah, yes. What is it, Young Master Ethan?”

“Is something wrong? You look like you’re deep in thought.”

“…No. It’s nothing important enough for you to worry about, Young Master Ethan.”

“…Hmm.”

Lost in my thoughts, I hadn’t even noticed Ethan returning to my side after his spar.

Natalie and Harold were already in the middle of their match.

I needed to focus. No matter how confused I was, as Ethan’s personal maid, I had to give my all to my duties.

“Lilith.”

“Yes, Young Master Ethan.”

“You didn’t miss my spar with Father because you were lost in thought, did you?”

“…No, I saw it properly, so don’t worry, Young Master Ethan. I even watched you split the rounds with His Lordship and end in a draw.”

“…Good, that’s a relief.”

Him saying that meant bedtime would likely be delayed again tonight.

Lately, Isabel had been quietly retreating to the servants’ quarters early on days like this. She must have vaguely figured out my relationship with Ethan.

Well, with only a door separating us as I moaned through those acts, it would’ve been strange if she hadn’t noticed.

If anything, Isabel was impressive for knowing yet never letting it show.

“Lilith.”

“Yes, Young Master Ethan. If you wish, I’ll prepare your reward for tonight.”

“A-About that reward… Actually, I wanted to ask for something different this time….”

“……Yes?”

His mention of a “different request” sent a chill down my spine.

If he wanted something beyond groping my chest, did that mean he was ready to take the next step?

If the next step after my chest was touching me… down there?

No, no. If he was thinking beyond my chest, he might even try to take my virginity.

‘That… absolutely cannot happen.’

Even if I couldn’t use my powers as a Saintess, that didn’t mean I could just throw away my purity.

To use the Saintess’s power, I needed formal consecration from the Aurelia Main Church. While that wasn’t easy to arrange, I couldn’t just discard my potential.

Sacrificing the Saintess’s latent power just to satisfy a teenage boy’s urges was absurd.

The problem was, if Ethan decided to force himself on me, I lacked the justification to stop him.

He had already groped my chest dozens of times-acting coy now would be meaningless.

And physically, Ethan was overwhelmingly stronger. If he forced himself on me, I wouldn’t be able to resist….

“Y-Y-Young Master Ethan. I-I acknowledge your skills have improved greatly, b-but taking things further than this is, um, a bit impure-“

“N-No, Lilith. I’m not asking for anything… indecent.”

“……Yes?”

“What I meant by ‘different’ wasn’t about the usual nighttime stuff. Just… something normal, not perverted….”

“…….”

“With the student council starting soon, weekends will get busy. Before that, I wanted to ask if we could go out together outside the academy the morning after tomorrow… Is that kind of request not okay?”

“…….”

…So, that’s what he meant.

From the start, Ethan had no intention of asking for anything perverted.

I had just jumped to conclusions, panicked, and assumed he’d ask for something lewd-agonizing over how to refuse or resist if he forced himself on me.

A familiar wave of embarrassment washed over me, and I could only lower my head.

I didn’t want Ethan to see my flushed face.

“O-Of course, Young Master Ethan. If that’s what you wish, I’d be happy to oblige.”

“Great. Thanks, Lilith.”

“Honestly, you don’t even need to ask for something like that. As your personal maid, following you is my duty-“

“Right. Since we’re on the topic, I should mention this now.”

“Yes?”

“For that one day, I don’t want you as my personal maid. I want you to spend the day with me as Lilith, a noble lady of baronet rank. That’s my request, Lilith.”

“……Yes?”

I thought I knew Ethan well after watching him grow up.

But hearing him say something so inexplicable reminded me-you can never fully understand another person.