episode_0002

Our family decided to eat dinner together every evening.

Of course, even though we were family, it was just me and my mother right now, so the empty chairs felt empty.

In the quiet and stillness of the time, only the sound of plates and silverware clinking resonates.

“Louis, how was your day?”

“Good, Mom.”

After finishing the meal, we continued our small talk while waiting for some light tea and snacks to be served.

My mother was sitting right across from me. She was wearing slightly more revealing clothes than when I had met my teacher at lunch.

Dinner was eaten in the inner chamber, so there was no need to worry about what other people thought. My mother often wore low-cut dresses, not even wearing underwear.

So, the peak of her breasts were faintly visible beneath the long-sleeved dress that fit her mother’s body perfectly. I couldn’t help but look there.

It didn’t really mean anything. It’s just natural to look at something that’s beautiful. It wasn’t with any dark intentions at all.

Mother was beautiful tonight. She always was and always will be.

We had a conversation about nothing special.

“The weather was really nice today. What happened in the West Wing study? It was a bit noisy.”

“Ah. They said there was a small fire caused by a guard’s mistake. It’s nothing serious, so don’t worry. So, how’s your new swordsmanship teacher?”

“The new teacher seemed like a really nice person too.”

“Really? That’s fortunate. I guess I did well to listen to Blushu this time too.”

We had a conversation that was nothing special and had no substance.

Now that I was finished eating and waiting for my car, I decided to ask what I was really curious about.

“Mom, I have a question.”

“Ask me anything, son.”

“My swordsmanship training. No matter how much I think about it, I can’t find an answer as to why I have to receive it with my mother.”

Actually, I had a hunch about something. I wanted to hear it confirmed from my mother’s own lips.

“Oh, ah. Only two hours a day. To build up basic physical strength… Ah! That, Youngji said she felt her physical strength was limited because of her workload. So… .”

The sight of my mother stammering and showing her embarrassment clearly showed that it was just an excuse, that it was simply not true.

“… My mother doesn’t believe me.”

“That’s not it!”

It hit the nail on the head. My mother opened her eyes wide and put down her teacup. Even her flustered behavior was graceful and elegant.

“When I got involved in the interception battle. They said they were afraid I would die.”

“I’m just worried, I’m worried. It’s not that I don’t trust my son.”

“Mother, if you trust me, you can cheer me on so I can participate in the interception battle.”

“… There are many vassals who oppose their son’s participation in the interception unit. Son, son, you are still… young.”

“If I prove myself in the upcoming harvest hunt, I will gain the approval of my vassals. No vassals will object to my participation in the interception war anymore.”

My mother stroked the handle of her teacup with her slightly trembling fingertips. The movement of her long, graceful fingers strangely caught my attention.

“… No matter how strong a person is, they cannot guarantee safety in the wasteland. It is a dangerous mission that could cost them their lives. Your father too… .”

-bang!

“He’s not dead! He’ll be back soon!”

I got angry without realizing it. My mother’s words were one of the things I didn’t want to hear. My father is not dead. I believe it. My mother had to believe it too. No one else in our family believes it.

“… Yeah, I’m sorry, son.”

My mother smiled sadly and lowered her head. I made my beautiful mother, whom I loved, sad.

I felt bad about myself. I almost slumped down and sat back down on the chair.

The vassals of the family wanted the leader of the Duchy of Nisse to lead the interception force. They wanted to maintain the long-standing traditions of the duchy, and they also wanted to see the leader’s strength.

And some of those with impure hearts were preparing a claim that ‘He who cannot even fight in an interception battle cannot be called our lord.’

Although I am young, I grew up watching the political strife between the families since I was a baby.

It was easy to read to this extent.

One of our Nisse family members had to lead the interception force. It was the right thing to do, both politically and militarily.

And the mother wants to participate in that interception.

“I just want to build up my basic physical strength. Can you just think of it that way? I’m so anxious and worried if I don’t do this.”

I understood my mother’s worries.

Because I am my mother’s only son.

“… Okay, Mom.”

“Come here, son.”

I pull out the chair slightly and gently hug my mother’s arms, who has both arms spread out.

Since no one was watching, my mother’s embrace was completely mine. I could feel her sweet scent, warm trembling, and her body temperature that was almost hot.

And right in front of my nose, my mother’s breasts were filling my eyes.

“I love you, son.”

I hugged him further inside.

With my nose buried between your breasts.

A sweet scent filled my head.

My mother didn’t seem to mind, but I was embarrassed.

“Ugh.”

I felt a discomfort between my legs. I pulled away. I was embarrassed.

“Oh my. My son is already all grown up… .”

He covered his pants with both hands, greeted his mother, and ran away to his room.

That night, thinking about my mother’s breasts, I couldn’t fall asleep easily.

It was strange.

And the next morning came.

My mother and I stood side by side in the courtyard to receive training.

It was a late summer morning, still warm and sunny, with the heat beginning to subside a little.

Our affectionate time last night became meaningless in front of the Master.

“Haa, this Duchess really doesn’t have the basics down.”

“Yes?”

“What kind of training are you doing dressed in such fancy clothes?”

“Eh, chee, jingling… .”

My mother came out wearing clothes that were comfortable for her to move around in.

It was a thin, long-sleeved dress that revealed all of the body’s lines. It was a dress that did not reveal any skin below the neck, but the side was cut down to the knees, so that it was visible that there was no problem with leg movement. She was wearing active sandals that revealed all of her toes.

And the clothes were so thin that the lines of the underwear and panties that held her full breasts were clearly visible.

It was the first time I had seen her wearing such a thin outfit that revealed her breasts, slim waist, and voluptuous buttocks to this extent in the blazing sun outside.

Although it was a little racy, it certainly didn’t fit the Master’s description of it as ‘flashy’.

“What did you come to learn from me now? Swordsmanship, horsemanship, shooting. Aren’t they all physical? Do you think you can learn them while wearing those clothes?”

“Oh, but I only have clothes like this… .”

“Ha, how can that be? Don’t make up excuses and hurry up and change. I’m letting it slide because I haven’t decided to teach you formally yet. If you try to cover up your mistake with a lie next time, I have no choice but to punish you.”

“Ah, ugh.”

My mother was cutely stamping her feet as if she was being aggrieved by something, but I had nothing to say.

“Quickly. Change your clothes and come. If you are dressed appropriately for my teachings, then you will be worthy to call me Master.”

“Yes.”

“You should hurry up and come back. I can’t keep you waiting long.”

“읏.”

Mother held onto her skirt and ran toward the inner room. Despite the teacher’s rude treatment, she didn’t show much dissatisfaction and quietly ran inside to change her clothes.

The two buttocks that were turned around were shaking up and down, and the chest that was tightly held by the underwear was also clearly swaying left and right over the back. Perhaps because she had never run before, the mother was running in a somewhat awkward pose. It felt like she couldn’t even handle her muscular body.

So, the sight of him running around in a panic was cute.

“Even the embarrassed look is cute. That swaying flesh makes me wonder how it feels to hold. It’s just like the rumors say.”

“Ah.”

‘The teacher praised the mother again… .’

It was right to stop the irreverent and vulgar remarks directed at the mother.

‘…because the environments we live in are different.’

I decided to understand. It was strange to see a disciple pointing out his master’s speaking habits.

‘I’m the only one listening to it, so I can just listen to it and move on.’

I also thought my mother was cute, so the only difference between my teacher and me was whether I said this thought out loud or not.

And above all else.

Every time my teacher praised my mother in a vulgar way, I felt something inside me, something dark, tickling and growing.