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[Episode 25] – Mother and daughter

The night Catherine left, I enjoyed a very leisurely and pleasant evening, different from the stormy days. I was so happy that I could spend this peaceful time, even though I only had ‘that’ class.

To cheer myself up, I brought back the wine of ‘Johan’ who died in debt from the underground wine cellar today. Trisha was surprised when she first saw the underground wine cellar. The underground wine cellar that only high-class nobles have has hundreds of wine bottles piled up.

‘They’re all cheap wines, though.’

John showed Trisha a few of the pearls, but the hundreds behind them were all cheap wines. They weren’t particularly tasty, but they were still drinkable. I’ve been using them instead of sleeping pills lately because I can’t sleep at all.

He uncorked the wine he had brought from the basement and poured it. The sound of the wine dripping echoed throughout the quiet room. For the past two days, he had been tired and slept well even without drinking alcohol, but now he felt like he had to drink again to sleep.

“Hoo…”

As the hot, tangy wine went down my throat, I felt my body heating up. I let out a sigh and could smell the wine mixed with my breath in my mouth. The intoxication that was slowly building up made me dizzy.

Even in my hazy consciousness, my worries did not go away. The biggest worry these days was that my body felt strange. Since the kids started touching my body, it started to feel too easy. Trisha was already feeling frustrated.

The pressure of raising children properly, the stress of a mountain of debt, and various other problems piled up, and Trisha’s body was in a state of severe stress-induced sexual frustration. With no way to relieve it, the widow’s body became increasingly hot and strange emotions rose, and her body became more sensitive.

‘If we teach children like that in this situation…’

The reality was that even if I didn’t want to feel it, my body felt it. Even now, just thinking about it for a little bit, I could already feel my lower body getting wet.

I felt a sense of self-loathing at my own lewdness at being touched by my daughters, but reason could never overcome instinct.

I drank more and more alcohol to forget even that instinct. If I drink to the point of blacking out, my instinct will also be cut off.

Every time I filled my glass to forget, the number of empty wine bottles rolling around on the floor increased. My stomach felt bad because I kept drinking wine on an empty stomach, but I didn’t care.

As I was trying to quickly get drunk and sleep, I kept emptying and refilling my glass, and then I heard a knock on the door. I could now guess who would come at this hour. It was definitely Elise, who always followed me around, calling out, “Mother. Mother.”

“Mother. This is Elise. May I come in?”

“Come in.”

My guess was right. Honestly, I didn’t want to see her right now, but I couldn’t turn away a child who came to see her parents. When the door opened and Elise came in, Elise came to me with a plate of nuts and cheese. She must have known I was drinking, so she brought me some snacks.

“Eat some snacks too. If you drink wine on an empty stomach, you will feel sick.”

“…Thank you.”

Elise, who was always nagging, smiled and sat down in the empty chair in front of me, making eye contact with me. Looking at her like this, she really seemed like a devoted daughter, but now, just by looking at those blue eyes, the memories of that time come back to me again.

The Elise on the bed, who had been looking down at me with eyes that yearned for me, eyes that were so lewd and tempting that they could not be described as burning, and the Elise in front of me now felt like different people. Even now, my body flinched at the explicit gaze that seemed to scan my body.

“…If you look at it like that, will it break through?”

“Hehe.”

“Haa…”

She doesn’t even feel sorry anymore. Since the last time we fought(?), Elise started to cling to me more and more. Even during breaks in class, whenever she had a chance, she would come to me and try to cling to me, saying she would help me, and I spent my life busy chasing Elise away.

“Mom, I’ll fill it up.”

As the wine glass emptied, Elise began to fill the glass with wine as if she had been waiting for it. Since I was already quite drunk, I would have refused normally, but I didn’t want to drink the glass Elise had filled for me, so I picked up the glass and brought it to my lips. The red wine Elise had poured over the glass, sloshing as if it was about to overflow.

“So? What brings you here?”

“I saw your mother coming up from the warehouse with a basket of alcohol… I was worried, so I came to see you.”

“Oh, I see.”

When Elise kicked an empty wine bottle lying on the floor, the bottle rolled away and hit another bottle, making a clear sound. She drank without thinking about the cost because it was cheap, but before she knew it, there were more than five empty bottles lying on the floor.

As I took a sip of the wine Elise had poured for me, I felt dizzy. Even though it was cheap alcohol, I had already emptied five bottles, so I felt tipsy and drowsy as I drank it too quickly.

“Ah, uh…”

Contrary to his mood, there was still an unpleasant unpleasantness in his throat from cheap alcohol. He washed down his mouth with the cheese Elise brought him, emptied his wine glass, and slammed it down on the table with a ‘thud!’ Just when he was about to stop drinking, Elise began to fill the empty glass again.

“Elise…do you have a complaint with me?”

“No. I just wanted to pour my mother a drink… Was it a nuisance?”

“…Was it?”

“….yes.”

I sighed as I listened to Elise’s muttering words. I couldn’t refuse when she said that. I picked up the glass that was clinking and brought it to my lips, and this time I started drinking slowly, sipping at a time. Tonight, for some reason, I felt like the night would be long.

*

Elise continued to fill Trisha’s glass without missing a second as it emptied.

There was something I wanted to ask my mother, using the magic of alcohol, which makes you feel light-headed when you get drunk, and makes you lose your memories of the night before when you get even drunker.

It was a question I could never ask in my right mind. I wanted to ask her what her relationship with Lady Catherine was, and why she had kissed me and made me laugh that time.

Seeing Trisha’s half-closed eyes due to intoxication, Elise asked Trisha a question she might regret for the rest of her life, thinking that now was her only chance.

Elise knew that her actions were childish and blinded by jealousy. But now, if she didn’t ask, she would go crazy. The fear that her mother had already abandoned her was taking over Elise’s reason.

“What is your relationship with Lady Catherine?”

“Catherine?”

‘Hippup’ My mother, who was completely drunk and had a bright face, hiccupped as she asked back. I made a ‘Kkeung~’ sound as if I was thinking with my eyes wide open, but my mother didn’t say anything. Elise closed her eyes tightly in frustration and licked her lips.

“Because we look close to each other.”

“And kiss me too,” he muttered, but Trisha didn’t seem to hear him and just laughed and waved her hand. She smiled so brightly that her sharp eyes softened, like the laughter of a child.

“She’s just a friend. I met her at a ball a long time ago… She still helps me a lot… And it’s thanks to Catherine that I’m able to enter the social world…”

“Friend..?”

Elise felt her stomach turn at those words. ‘Do friends kiss like that?’ The sight of her mother clutching her chest, mixing her tongues, exchanging saliva, moaning lewdly, and making an expression as if she wanted more, and then smiling and saying ‘friend’ as if making an excuse, made her angry.

Rather, if he had said that they were lovers, she might have said, “Oh. I see.” and given up. Since she didn’t even have room to stand. However, “Friends?” Elise couldn’t tolerate the idea of just “friends” kissing like that.

He had been enduring it all this time because she was his ‘daughter’, but if she gave her body just because she was his ‘friend’, then why wouldn’t he be able to call her his ‘daughter’?

The relationship between a ‘daughter’ and a ‘friend’ is deeper than that between a ‘daughter’ and a ‘friend’.

Elise’s hold on to reason, which she had been holding on to so tenaciously, suddenly snapped.

Elise got up from her chair and walked over to Trisha. She stared intently into Trisha’s eyes, which were wide-open and drunk, and grabbed Trisha’s chin just as Catherine had done. Then she picked up the wine in Trisha’s hand and took a sip.

“Ugh..?!”

Then, she immediately covered Trisha’s mouth with her lips. She pulled her chin and forcibly opened her lips, and the wine Elise had been holding flowed out and filled Trisha’s mouth.

The intoxication swallowed along with the spicy scent heated every corner of Trisha’s mouth, and she used her tongue to push the wine down her throat.

Gulp. Gulp. With Elise’s saliva and wine mixed together, Trisha had no choice but to drink the wine. Already drunk to the max, in a dazed state and tipsy, Trisha couldn’t come to her senses, so she grabbed Elise’s shoulder and shook her hands.

Her breath was fragrant and hotter than ever. Her chest, heaving up and down as she struggled to breathe properly, tempted Elise. When Catherine grabbed her chest as she had done, Trisha let out a strange moan.

Elise turned her head and dug deeper into Trisha. Their tongues tangled and their breaths mingled. Every time her tongue explored every nook and cranny of her mother’s mouth, the scent of wine filled her mouth.

I had no intention of letting go until my mother begged me to stop. I had intended to make her shudder in pleasure, so that she would not think of anything else, but I couldn’t do it.

In the first place, it was Elise’s first kiss. She didn’t even know how to mix tongues, and she just stroked and tangled her mother’s tongue over and over again.

Still, perhaps because of the effects of alcohol, my mother felt herself losing consciousness and concentrating on her tongue. Right now, at this moment. It felt good to feel that she was only thinking of me.

I held my mother tightly with both hands and sucked until the taste of wine disappeared from my mouth, then I let my lips fall. A transparent thread, softly reflecting the light, trailed along my lips and then suddenly snapped.

“….Why.”

Trisha touched her fallen lips and lowered her head, her words trailing off as if she couldn’t believe the situation.

“This kind of thing between mother and daughter…”

“That’s right.”

Elise grabbed Trisha’s chin with one hand and made her look at her. Their eyes met. Elise’s eyes, filled with heat, opened slightly and looked down at Trisha before kissing her again. This time, it was not a kiss where their tongues mingle, but a kiss where their lips meet.

Still, it was enough to make Trisha’s face turn red.

“I don’t.”

Elise took her hand off Trisha’s chin and hugged her tightly. The sound of her saliva dripping, her heart pounding, and even the sound of her breathing heavily could be heard clearly in Trisha’s ears.

Every sound was filled with sincerity. Confused, Trisha raised her head and met Elise’s eyes. Elise, who was staring at her with longing eyes, finally drove a wedge into Trisha.

“Mothers and daughters don’t do things like this.”