episode_0029

Aser approached No. 25, who was heading to the restaurant after taking a shower with Charlotte.

The sound of shoe heels clicking faster than usual represented her nervousness.

Aser looked at No. 25’s body and looked worried.

“No. 25, where have you been so far? You’ve been looking for it for a while. My body hurts, so what should I do if I walk around like this?”

For some reason, No. 25, unable to look straight into Aser’s eyes, scratched his head and turned his gaze to the left wall.

While admiring the meaningless patterns on the wallpaper, I began to speak in a crawling voice.

“Ah, that was a moment with Charlotte… .”

Aser was not convinced by the answer and asked questions as if interrogating him.

“Where? What have you been doing for a while?”

I don’t know if it was because he was said to have a woman’s senses, or because he didn’t like the idea of a man playing with another woman, mixing their bodies – or more accurately, caressing them – but Aser didn’t back down as easily as usual.

The golden, keen gaze looked at Charlotte and No. 25 alternately like they were one animal.

Charlotte answered just before further suspicion arose.

“I was telling you what the inside of the castle was like. It seems like things are going wrong with the Demon King. And men don’t really like women who are that obsessed.”

There was an awkward silence for a moment as Charlotte’s words were slightly provocative.

Number 25 was stuck between the two women and didn’t know what to do, but fortunately, it was Aser who took a step back from the situation.

“… Really?”

Charlotte lowered her eyes, bowed her head slightly, and offered a profuse apology.

“If you had told me, I would have come to see you, I’m sorry.”

“Ma, that’s right! I also went looking for the Demon King, but the castle was so big that I couldn’t find him.”

Number 25, who saw that Aser’s expression had darkened, was also desperately adding strength to Charlotte’s words.

Her sad face was painful to look at.

“Say something next time.”

However, Aser seemed a little offended, left those words and headed to the restaurant alone.

When the sound of clattering shoes faded away and Aser was completely out of sight, Charlotte viciously grabbed No. 25’s buttocks and smiled.

“Are you even good at lying now? Yes, that’s how we keep it a secret from the devil.”

A childlike laugh. Number 25 couldn’t resist that smile.

Charlotte relaxed the hand that was holding her buttocks and gently caressed it as if she was sorry for holding it too hard.

The series of touches showed a lust that went beyond affection.

“Now, let’s quickly follow the Demon King.”

When we arrived late at the restaurant, Aser had already started eating alone.

Normally she would always wait for Charlotte and No. 25, but the fact that she ate first meant that she was in a bad mood.

Number 25 sat down next to Aser, paying attention, and Charlotte sat across from Number 25.

Before eating the meal in front of him, number 25 said hello as usual.

“Enjoy your meal.”

“Yes.”

I don’t know if it was because the other maids were eating around her, but Aser answered in a colder voice than usual.

Number 25 quietly lifted the knife in an uncomfortable atmosphere that was different from usual.

A brief moment when Aser’s eyes turned towards the food.

Charlotte cut the center of the sausage on the bowl with her fork and started licking the outside, playing with her tongue.

Although it may seem strange, it was focused on sex appeal for No. 25 rather than on filling one’s stomach.

As if to prove it, Charlotte’s eyes were fixed on No. 25’s eyes.

And her appeal really reached No. 25. When I looked at the sausage moving back and forth over Charlotte’s soft lips over and over again, I could see Charlotte with her sticky dick in her mouth, so I couldn’t concentrate on eating.

Taking things one step further, Charlotte took off her shoes, stretched out her feet, and started tickling No. 25’s dick, which was starting to get harder.

Number 25, who had never imagined that someone would do something like this even during a meal, started shaking as soon as Charlotte’s feet touched it.

Seeing No. 25 suddenly shivering, Aser asked before he could even finish the food in his mouth.

“What’s wrong?”

Charlotte was still tickling No. 25’s cock with her toes and took a bite of the sausage in her mouth with a nonchalant expression.

Far away – When he saw the sausage being cut with its juices exploding with a sound, No. 25 felt goosebumps starting from the base of his dick and spreading throughout his body.

“So, you don’t look very good?”

“Nothing… No.”

Aser had no idea what was going on under the table. He just tilted his head and resumed eating.

Charlotte’s feet showed no signs of stopping.

No. 25 clenched his teeth tightly, trying desperately to prevent any sound from escaping, and tightened all his muscles in fear of his body convulsing.

Amid an uncomfortable meal where he couldn’t tell whether the rice was going into his nose or mouth, Aser, who had emptied half of his bowl, wiped the area around his mouth and started talking about what No. 25 had to do in the future.

“No. 25. It may be sudden, but you will also go on patrol in District 7 starting tomorrow.”

“Soon, huh… . Chal?”

It’s a big deal.

A moan that I had barely suppressed while speaking came out of my mouth.

But is Aser deliberately pretending not to know, or is he not listening properly because he has too much to say?

He didn’t show any reaction and continued what he wanted to say.

“Okay. You’ll have to wander around a lot from now on, so shouldn’t you at least memorize the directions?”

Aser then took something out of his pocket and placed it down in front of No. 25.

“And from now on, read this book as often as you can.”

What appeared with a dull sound was too thick to be a book. It was to the point where I first wondered where on earth a book like this came from Aser’s clothes.

There was no title on the cover, and it depicted a circular magic circle that I had never seen before.

Aser added an explanation about the book to No. 25, who looked puzzled.

“It is an address and compilation of modern and contemporary magic that wizards from District 2 put their heads together to write. Even if most people read it, they won’t be able to understand it, but I have some expectations from you.”

“Magic… ?”

There were definitely a few people in the iron cage family who knew how to use magic. It was a trivial magic that was not helpful in escaping.

It’s not like No. 25 wasn’t attempted. However, it has never been successful. As a result, No. 25 only thought that he was a person who had no connection to magic.

Aser repeatedly explained to No. 25 in a brighter voice. It looked like an excited child who was obsessed with something and was explaining it further.

“Ordinary demons like us can only use one type of magic depending on the nature of the circuit given to them at birth. But I heard that dragons are different.”

Everything Aser said about magic was difficult to understand. But I didn’t want to disappoint the expectations I received for the first time. Number 25 put down the knife he was cutting meat with and carefully turned the first page of the book she handed him.

Aser was looking at No. 25 with eyes full of anticipation, but no matter how much he looked, he had no idea what it was about.

Above all, if Charlotte keeps touching his genitals with her toes but can concentrate entirely on a book, that’s a strange thing.

The printed text only looked like an earthworm crawling on white paper, and the content that somehow entered my head often dispersed like fog.

Charlotte’s expression didn’t change at all, and she quickly closed the book that No. 25 had barely opened before speaking.

“It’s no different from telling a child who hasn’t even been able to walk yet to try to fly, right? First, after you finish eating, try ordering it step by step.”

If he was going to be considerate of No. 25 with such a kind face, it would have been nice if he had also been considerate of what was happening under the table without Aser’s knowledge.

Number 25’s face began to distort slightly.

I tried my best to endure it, but it was too much.

But even though it was Charlotte, I had no intention of going any further than that.

Aser, who has had a few private moments with No. 25, will now easily notice the smell of semen. Charlotte barely stopped just before No. 25 ejaculated, and only then was No. 25 able to take a breath.

Number 25 took a long breath and took a moment to catch his breath.

Aser worriedly asked No. 25, who, unlike usual, was unable to eat properly and was shaking.

“You’re not eating well today? Are you still not feeling well?”

Instead of answering, No. 25 quickly shook his head left and right.

Don’t let Aser see your red face.

Charlotte put on the shoes she had taken off and calmly blamed the chef.

“Even the chef can’t always be in good condition.”

Aser tilted his head to the left.

“No, I think it tastes good… ?”

“The Demon King is good at eating anything, but he’s not particularly a gourmet, right?”

“Well, that’s right.”

Aser, who finished his meal faster than anyone else despite having a short, meaningless conversation, got up and came up behind No. 25.

Aser whispered quietly so as not to be heard by those around him.

“That… If it’s okay with you, would you like to come to my room at night? The massage I did back then, I’ll give it to you this time. Byeo, I don’t mean anything special, it’s just because you are a patient. Because the Demon King would lose face if a slave working in this castle got sick… .”

Memories of that day began to come to mind when I heard the word massage.

However, instead of No. 25, who couldn’t answer readily, Charlotte narrowed her eyes and answered..

“Demon King? Number 25 is a patient, so shouldn’t he rest for a while?”

Aser, who was more surprised that the suggestion he had barely worked up the courage to make was interrupted by an unexpected person than the fact that he had heard the whisper, opened his eyes wide and looked at Charlotte.

It’s as if your eyes are asking ‘Why?’ It seemed like he was asking.

But I never said it out loud.

Most of what Charlotte said was right. Aser, who consulted with her on all matters related to men, had no choice but to follow Charlotte’s advice this time too.

“Is that so? Well, if you are a patient, you need to rest.”

There was quite a bit of regret in Aser’s voice as he said that.

Charlotte asked Aser as he walked away from No. 25 and left the restaurant with lonely steps.

“Are you going already?”

Aser answered without even looking back.

“Uh, I have a lot of work to do today, so I’m a bit tired. I have to go to bed early.”

It’s a contradiction. You just said you were going to give me a massage, and now that you’re tired, you go to bed early.

But no one present questioned Aser’s words until he left.

After Aser left, Charlotte put half of the sausage back in her mouth.

She smiled mischievously like a child and spoke to No. 25.

“Should we secretly have sex again?”

Number 25 knew that he shouldn’t do this to Aser, but he couldn’t forget the pleasure he felt at that time, so he nodded quietly.