episode_0017

Number 25, who returned to the room, collapsed on the rather hard bed without even thinking about straightening out his disheveled and oil-soaked pajamas.

Because the room was hastily converted from a warehouse, there was not a single piece of furniture, but for No. 25, who had spent his entire life lying in a hard iron cage, even this was a luxury.

I covered my neck with a yellow-discolored blanket and muttered to myself as I looked at the moldy walls and ceiling.

“Demon King… .”

The feel of Aser’s luscious breasts and buttocks still vividly remained in the palm of my hand. The fragrant oil, which is still oily and shiny, is a bonus.

No. 25 felt like the realities he had heard from his family until now were being denied one by one.

I definitely heard that I don’t like being hugged by a woman unless she likes me. No. 25’s family told him repeatedly that his chest felt like he was touching rotten meat and his private parts had a foul smell that made him vomit.

I also heard that the majority of women force themselves to stay up all night, even on days they don’t want to have sex, and squeeze out semen until daybreak, and when they get tired of sex or don’t listen, they sell it back to slave dealers, completely crushing their hopes.

But Charlotte and Aser were different.

When I touched a dick or touched their bodies, I was obviously embarrassed, and a very slight sense of shame rose up in a corner of my heart. But at the same time, I felt very ecstatic and happy.

After thinking deeply, No. 25 finally drew a conclusion based on his experience so far and the testimony of his family.

Oh, is that so?

‘Is this the feeling of liking?’

Number 25, who had lived his entire life in loneliness, was still not sure what the name of that feeling was.

It’s only been two days since I got to know Aser and Charlotte. It was too early to judge people and emotions hastily.

However, if this feeling was truly a feeling of liking, I was earnestly hoping that it would not change and that nothing would be taken away from me.

Number 25, who had been praying for a long time in the starry night sky, was unable to bear the weight of his eyelids becoming heavier and eventually fell into sleep.

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Number 25, a light sleeper, woke up from his bed at the sound of footsteps outside. It didn’t seem like I had slept much, but before I knew it, the dreary twilight was falling through the small window, and the floating dawn was rising.

Number 25 quickly got out of bed and went straight to the closet in one corner of the room. I took off my pajamas, threw them into the basket, and began to put on the unfamiliar clothes with careful movements.

Number 25, fully dressed, stood in front of the cracked mirror and checked his appearance again.

This is not much different from when Charlotte put it on herself. Satisfied with my progress, I turned the doorknob and opened the old door, which creaked unpleasantly.

Outside, other maids were already busy cleaning. This was the cause of the noisy footsteps since dawn. The maids were sweating hard, thoroughly wiping dust from windows and window frames, mopping the floor, etc., working hard to the point where it seemed excessive.

There was one reason. If I don’t finish cleaning before Aser wakes up, Charlotte will nag me.

Once her nagging started, it lasted for at least an hour, so she was an object of fear among maids who wanted to avoid it at all costs.

Number 25 hesitated and asked a question to the maid who was washing the window right in front of him.

“I… Is there anything I can help you with?”

The maid who was cleaning the window stopped, turned around and looked at No. 25.

Rumors about No. 25 had already spread among the maids working at the castle. And of course, the rumor about the maid getting scolded by Aser for letting him clean as she pleased was also one of the topics that came up among them.

The maid took her gaze away from No. 25 and spoke in a cold tone.

There have already been several maids who vowed not to give affection from the beginning because they did not want to spark a fire by touching a man who was not theirs.

“It’s okay here, so why don’t you go down to the first floor?”

Aser certainly did the same. I’m not a slave brought here to do cleaning. No. 25 noticed and went down to the first floor as the maid said.

There, before we knew it, Charlotte was in the main hall, raising her voice and giving instructions to the nearby maids.

It was difficult to keep my mouth shut due to the serious and frightening atmosphere that I had never shown before.

Number 25 finally mustered up the courage to approach Charlotte and bowed to her to say good morning.

“Good night?”

Charlotte found number 25 and smiled at the corners of her eyes. The look on his face was so completely different from the one he gave the maid just now that you could almost believe he was a different person. Charlotte gently held No. 25, who came next to her, in her arms with one hand, and then received a greeting in a friendly voice.

“You woke up early? He’s kind too.”

No. 25, who felt good about Charlotte’s hair tangling and occasionally touching her horns, wanted to hear more compliments from her. Number 25’s eyes lit up and he asked if there was anything else he could do.

“What should we do now? I also clean with them… .”

Charlotte immediately cut off No. 25’s nonsense.

“There is no need for you to do this difficult work. Oh, that’s right! Should we go have a quick coffee before breakfast?”

Charlotte put her hand on No. 25’s back and led him to the restaurant like a kidnapper. Number 25 occasionally cast a guilty look at the maids who were cleaning in the morning.

The maids clicked their tongues without anyone saying anything as they watched the two disappear at the end of the hallway, receiving Charlotte’s love.

The maid with short brown hair was the first to complain, placing both hands on the mop she was using to mop the floor and resting her chin on it.

“How can I try so hard to fuck a guy just once? Do you want to do that when you’re all old?”

Once a negative voice comes out, it can easily spread, causing dissatisfaction that has been building up all over the place to explode.

“Isn’t that why you’re sticking around like that because you’ve already eaten it?”

“Oh, that could be so.”

Brown Short Hair asked a question in a puzzled voice.

“But didn’t the Demon King bring him as his slave? Is it okay for a person called the maid to secretly take you around like that?”

“Well, what do you think? Honestly, if it weren’t for the devil, how many people would not have worked with him here?”

“That too.”

The brunette sighed and opened her mouth, imagining No. 25’s naked body in her head. In addition to gossiping, making fun of the person you like in your imagination was something that women usually did when they got together.

“I wish I could have sex all night long with a girl like that. Why are you acting like that because you’re obsessed with that old man? To be honest, wouldn’t my younger pussy make you feel better?”

Aser appeared behind the maids, who were giggling and spouting obscene language. Aser tilted his head behind the maid and asked them.

“What did you say just now?”

I didn’t mean to ask the maid if she was at fault, but I asked because I was curious about what was really going on since she was laughing out loud in a happy voice, which was rare since morning.

However, the maids must have thought that they had caught the gossip and sexual harassment of No. 25, so they all bowed their heads and began to apologize to Aser, like a thief.

“Sorry, sorry!!”

“I have committed a mortal sin!”

“I won’t do that again, so please… !”

He only said one word, but Aser seemed even more unable to understand the apology parade that suddenly continued.

“What’s wrong? Did you do something wrong?”

The maids who saw Aser’s reaction looked at each other and then raised their heads. The maids were confident that they had not caught what they were talking about, and quickly changed their expressions and came up with other excuses.

“Earlier, while I was wiping the hallway, I accidentally spilled the water bucket. sorry… .”

Aser burst out laughing at something trivial and lightly tapped the maid’s shoulder as if to cheer her up. Aser was not a king of such small character that he could get angry over something so trivial.

“Ah, what is that much… Good job.”

After finishing speaking, Aser headed to the restaurant to look for number 25.

When I entered the restaurant, I saw a familiar face at the corner table.

Aser tried to approach the two, hiding his joy, but the unusual atmosphere made him hold his breath for a moment.

Charlotte was feeding chopped bread directly into No. 25’s mouth with a mature smile full of maternal love.

As he got a little closer, the conversation between the two could be heard clearly in Aser’s ears.

“Now, do it. You’ve never eaten anything like this, right?”

Number 25 didn’t hesitate and just took the bread that Charlotte gave her and put it in her mouth.

Charlotte sometimes mischievously played with No. 25 by sticking her finger along with bread in No. 25’s mouth, but No. 25 did not show any unpleasant reaction.

Instead, he blushed and avoided eye contact with her.

Charlotte looked cute at No. 25 munching on bread and held the mug in front of him.

“Then I will pretend. Drink this too.”

Charlotte asked happily after seeing No. 25 holding the coffee in the mug she gave her with both hands and sipping it.

“Is it delicious?”

“Yes, it’s delicious.”

But for some reason, Aser felt uneasy when he saw the two of them.

If you think about it calmly, it is the image of a maid taking care of a slave who has only been in the castle for two days. It would definitely be normal to think that way.

However, as he continued to watch the two getting along well, Aser’s heart felt cold as if he had been stabbed by a dagger.

As the head maid, I must be seen as taking care of No. 25, who is not used to life in the castle, with the utmost sincerity… . What does this uncomfortable feeling mean?

It didn’t take long for Aser to realize that it was a feeling of jealousy.