“Wow, look at that huge fountain!”
A girl with her red hair in a side ponytail
expressed her admiration for the pillar of water that seemed to rise toward
heaven.
She was around 15 and her entire body was
brimming with energy.
The fountain alone was not enough to
satisfy the incredibly lively-looking girl, so she started looking restlessly
around while raising shrill cries at everything she saw.
“Those are azalea flowers. And those are
bougainvillea. Oh, those are oleander!”
“Torié, please stop making a scene. The
guards are laughing.”
Another girl of the same age clearly wanted
to pretend she did not know the first girl, but she finally ran out of patience
and scolded her.
She had long, pale blonde hair with a gray
hairband at her forehead hairline to keep the bangs out of her eyes.
She had an abacus stored at her stomach as
if to show it off and a seemingly fussy personality oozed from her.
“C’mon, Lena. It’s your first time in the
castle too. Aren’t you impressed by this amazing garden!?”
They both wore matching uniforms. It was
the uniform of the Legins Company, one of the continent’s top merchant
companies.
The Legins Company was known for its
service to the Domos Kingdom. They sold everything from the princess’s
underwear to the latest in military weaponry.
This was the Domos Kingdom’s secondary
capital of Curling.
The fortress city was not actually the
capital, but it might as well have been.
It was a strategic point that linked the
Domos Kingdom proper with the central plain and it easily outdid the Domos
capital of Fenrir in both population and economic activity.
It of course had a high level of culture
and arts, the castle town was gorgeous, and the castle itself was even more
splendid. Without exaggeration, it was filled with the greatest prosperity on
the continent.
Queen Ansandra lived there, so even if the
capital had not been officially relocated there, the city effectively was the
capital.
That was why it was known as Domos’s
secondary capital.
“You hick…”
Torié did not miss Lena’s whispered
comment.
“Ah, you just called me a hick, didn’t you?
You think you’re so great just because you grew up in Curling. Ahh, I hate how
city folk always think they’re better than everyone!”
“You’re part of the Legins Company, so you
can’t stay a mountain girl forever. I’m telling you to show some elegance!”
The energetic girl and fussy girl had
opposite personalities, but as girls of the same age, they could talk quite
easily.
But as they shouted at each other,
lightning struck.
“Torié, Lena, both of you be quiet! You
were placed in the young master’s caravan, so you will have plenty of
opportunities to visit the castle!”
The girls were scolded by a woman in her
mid-twenties.
She wore a green blouse and miniskirt and a
bright orange scarf was wrapped around her neck.
She had short cream-colored hair and light
brown eyes. The old-fashioned gold-rimmed monocle on her right eye gave her an
intellectual and fashionable look. She had the dashing appearance of a true
city woman.
She looked slender at first glance, but the
casually-opened collar of her blouse revealed the deep cleavage of her breasts.
Her stomach was tight and her thighs were noticeably plump even through the
miniskirt. And yet the legs inside her stockings were long and slender and her
ankles were skinny.
The refined woman’s name was Eulica.
True to her appearance, she was a talented
woman who had been placed as the secondary manager of the Legins Company’s main
shop despite her young age.
Torié quickly covered her mouth with both
hands and Lena gave a displeased look that said “Why me too?”, but they were
both silenced all the same.
Neither one could disobey that woman. Not
only was she their boss, but as newcomers to the company, they looked up to
her.
After silencing the immature young girls,
Eulica looked behind her.
“Master Orfeo, I apologize for the
commotion.”
A slender boy with black hair and black
eyes stood there.
His clothing was all top-notch and he
perfectly wore the latest fashions without difficulty. He gave off the scent of
the wealthy class, but he was not a noble.
“Well, Domos isn’t that formal a place, so
a bit of noise shouldn’t be a problem.”
The gentle smile on his face suggested he
would be a sweetly handsome man in the future.
He was a rare type of boy in the Domos
Kingdom which was known for its fierce militarism.
That boy with the somewhat unworldly
atmosphere was the heir to the Legins Company they worked for.
And Eulica, Torié, and Lena were merchants
ordered to assist the young master.
“Young master, your hair is messed up.”
Eulica pulled a tortoiseshell comb from her
cleavage and fixed the boy’s hair.
“Thank you.”
He looked a little overwhelmed.
Eulica was something like his teacher and
supervisor.
Torié and Lena admired and looked up to
their boss, but they also feared her. Orfeo was no exception there.
She treated him with the respect afforded
him as the company’s next leader, but she was so skilled that he secretly
feared her.
“Now, let us go.”
Orfeo walked through the beautiful castle
full of blossoming flowers and Eulica, Torié, and Lena followed.
The group walked below the bright sunlight
and passed through a towering white gate to enter the detached palace. As soon
as they did, a lovely voice reached them.
“Orfeo, I was waiting for you.”
The courtyard contained a well-maintained
yard with rows of trees. A small stone-paved path led down the center and the
boy looked up in surprise as he started in that direction.
A girl in a light pink dress ran down the
palace wall’s spiral staircase with the agility of a sparrow.
Her waist-length glittering blonde hair
fluttered behind her, so she seemed to have a beam of light trailing after her.
“Princess Alesteria!”
When the boy realized who it was, he
quickly kneeled and his followers did the same.
Her face did not jump out at you, but her
orderly face lacked any unnecessary features. She had a crimson flower
decoration on her head and wore a gorgeous dress.
She was slim and tall for a girl, which
gave her a certain charm. She was a little skinny, but her chest and hips were
plump in the way a girl’s body should be and her waist was slender. Despite the
youthful face of her young age, her body was noticeably well-developed even
over her clothes.
She had a perfectly molded beauty that
anyone would readily call unmatched.
And yet she lacked the coldness that often
came with such perfect beauty. The shining young girl was reminiscent of a
gentle spring dawn.
At about 16, she was in the prime of her beauty.
She was like a sweetly-scented flower bud. She had the fairy-like beauty only
seen in the process of growing from a girl to a woman. She was guaranteed to
grow into a woman of unmatched beauty, so she truly was a princess straight out
of a picture book.
Torié and Lena’s mouths hung open as this
was their first time seeing her up close.
Orfeo was used to it, yet even he felt his
heartrate rise whenever he saw her beauty. Eulica was the only exception. At
the very least, she remained calm on the surface.
As Orfeo approached the lovely princess, a
dark object dropped down from the sky in front of him.
“Wah.”
He let out a cry of surprise and came to a
stop.
Crouching before him was a female knight
with her bluish black hair neatly combed back to expose her forehead. She wore
the black uniform of the lovely royal guards, so she was likely one of the
princess’s bodyguards.
She could not let the princess go ahead of
her, so she had jumped down instead of using the spiral staircase.
“C’mon, Orfeo is my childhood friend. There’s
no reason to be so cautious.”
“My apologies…”
Alesteria looked displeased, so the royal
knight succinctly apologized and stepped back.
Despite what she said, she seemed intent on
remaining cautious. She kneeled down and remained ready to draw her sword at
any time.
She would not let someone stand before her
defenseless master. Not even a friend she knew well was an exception.
That blatant caution acted as a deterrent
by letting people know an assassination would be impossible.
The woman seemed a little too zealous about
her job, but since there were a lot of people who wanted to see that girl dead,
it may have only been natural.
Orfeo was shocked, but once he came back to
his senses, he took the lovely princess’s proffered hand and lightly kissed the
back within sword range of her bodyguard knight.
“I am honored you would come out to greet
me. How are you doing today, Your Highness?”
Yes, this innocent-looking young girl was
1st Princess Alesteria, eldest daughter of Domos’s infamous King Lorent and
Queen Ansandra.
Even if no one had anything against her
directly, people with a grudge against her father or her kingdom were as
numerous as the stars. There was a decent possibility someone would target her
life over that.
The Domos Kingdom had risen from the
northernmost reaches of the continent and in less than twenty years had grown
to one of the greatest kingdoms on the entire continent. It had used any means
necessary to make vicious invasions, so it was detested by the nearby kingdoms.
In this world, the humane principles of not
blaming a child for her parent’s crimes did not apply.
“Tea has been prepared over there.”
Alesteria began walking, so Orfeo and the
others obediently followed.
She was a princess and he was a visiting
merchant. There was a yawning gap in social status between them, but the kind
princess received him like a close friend.
The two of them were nearly childhood
friends because Orfeo’s mother Lucy had been an aide to Alesteria’s mother
Ansandra and because they were nearly the same age.
In one corner of the beautiful garden, a
white table was set up below a roof of wisteria flowers. It gave a view down
into the castle town.
Alesteria and Orfeo sat across from each
other and the others stood around them in waiting.
“Would you like a snack to go with your
tea?”
On Alesteria’s hesitant and bashful
suggestion, a maid held out a basket that looked like a treasure chest.
“I am a little worried whether you will
like them or not, but I made these.”
That revelation filled the boy with a little
fear.
Alesteria was the perfect princess, but
that also meant she was the type to have never lifted anything heavier than a
fork and knife.
There was no way she knew how to cook, but
high-class girls like her were the ones who wanted to try all sorts of
difficult recipes.
But no matter how bizarre the food, a mere
merchant could not reject a snack provided by a princess.
So when he saw what was in the box, he was
quite relieved.
They were entirely normal cookies. They
were perfectly plain and boring.
“Those look good. Who taught you how to
cook?”
“I used to have an older sister.”
Orfeo blinked at the unexpected response.
“An…older sister?”
Alesteria was the eldest daughter. At the
very least, that was the official story. But Lorent was known to be quite the
philanderer, so did she have a half-sister?
Alesteria must have seen the question on
his face because she quickly waved her hands back and forth.
“When I say sister, I don’t mean she was
related by blood.”
“I see.”
“She was like a sister to me and she taught
me how to cook sweets like this.”
She kept using the past tense.
She went on to explain that the “sister”
had been a princess sent as a hostage by Melishant who feared Domos’s military
might.
They had figured not even the villainous
Domos Kingdom would treat a dependent kingdom’s princess poorly. She had been
given a fair amount of freedom while living in Curling Castle.
During that time, she had gotten to know
Alesteria who had been around 10 at the time.
Even as a hostage, she had still been a
princess, so Alesteria must have felt a connection to her. She was very fond of
her.
“I am the eldest daughter, so I always
wanted an older sister. She could be a little mean sometimes, but she was a
kind sister who could do anything.”
The children of influential nobles served
Alesteria like maids and knights, so no matter how sociably she acted while
trying to make friends with them, it was still rooted in a solemn
master-servant relationship.
This other girl had been like an older
sister, which made her much closer to an equal. That seemed to be why Alesteria
had had her teach her a great many things. And how to bake cookies was one of
those things.
“Where is that person now?”
Alesteria sadly shook her head.
“I don’t know. There was a bit of a diplomatic
misunderstanding and my father attacked and destroyed her home kingdom of
Melishant…”
She had been missing ever since.
There was no official record of her
execution and Alesteria said she thought that “sister” was still alive
somewhere, but that was really just wishful thinking.
“Hopefully you can meet that sister again
sometime.”
“Yes.”
Orfeo grabbed one of the cookies while watching Alesteria’s sorrowful but
beautiful smile.
They looked normal enough, but since they
were a princess’s handmade cookies, they were not at all normal.
He carried it to his mouth while his
merchant upbringing made him wonder if he could sell them in the public
marketplace for more than their weight in gold.
It only took him two bites to crunch
through an honor too great for a mere merchant like him. He judged it to be salty.
She had clearly gotten the amount of sugar
and salt mixed up.
He would normally have spit it out
immediately, but he could not do that with a princess’s handmade cookie.
Especially when their maker was watching with a full-face smile. He summoned
all of his self-control to chew and swallow the extremely salty cookie with a
straight face.
“I’m sure ones made by a baker would be
better, but I heard gentlemen like to receive sweets as a gift…”
The princess looked at him with a mixture
of hope and uncertainty and he responded with a question.
“Did you try one yourself?”
“No.”
You
should really do that. To know how they taste. He
just barely managed to hold his tongue on that comment.
“Everyone around me told me not to. They
said snacking on cookies is bad for my health. And they taught me that eating
my own cooking is unladylike.”
The princess tilted her head as if to say
she did not really get it herself.
Orfeo glanced over at the maids and they
gave him an apologetic look while offering him some strong tea.
“…”
He realized that all the maids had watched
the princess make the cookies and noticed her mistake. But their princess had
been so focused on baking that they had been unable to point it out.
There was no such thing as a perfect human.
Even an irreproachable princess had room to improve when it came to baking.
Orfeo wondered if this made him the very
first guy to eat Princess Alesteria’s cooking. That was an unexpected joy. Even
if it had been salty…
“Um, can I have one?”
It was Torié, the country girl with a side
ponytail, who did not even hesitate to ask that. Lena stomped on her foot.
“Know your place.”
“A princess’s handmade cookies are right in
front of me. Of course I want to try one so I can brag about it later.”
The two young girls began arguing like
usual despite being in front of a princess, so Eulica slapped the backs of
their heads and bowed.
“I must apologize for these girls’ lack of
education.”
They could have easily been kicked out for
that, but Alesteria was cheerful and forgiving.
“They are only normal cookies. Everyone is
free to try one.”
When Alesteria smiled and pushed forward
the basket of cookies, Torié celebrated.
“Really? Then I’ll have one. See, it’s worth
asking.”
The country girl with a side ponytail
immediately tossed one in her mouth. Lena continued to complain, but she must
have been interested too because she grabbed a cookie. Even Eulica took one.
The three tasted the cookies a bite at a
time.
All three of them fell silent with an
indescribable look on their faces and they wordlessly drank down the strong tea
the royal maids offered them.
With the afternoon tea complete, it was
time to begin business discussions.
Alesteria was quite fond of the Legins Company.
She even bought her underwear from them.
“Do you have any recommendations today?”
she asked.
Eulica’s monocle flashed in response and
she quickly read off a report from the document she held in one hand.
The princess’s eyes sparkled at the various
jewels, precious metals, and clothing.
Girls liked to shop and a princess was no
exception.
Each time Eulica, Torié, and Lena produced
a piece of clothing or accessory, the maids held it up to the princess like she
was a dress-up doll.
“This would look perfect on you, princess.”
Eulica rarely smiled and always maintained
a composed expression, so could she really serve a customer? …She could.
She had been chosen as secondary manager
despite her youth, so she could produce any number of smiles for a customer.
It was an archaic smile. The beautiful
smile seemed to have been meticulously calculated out.
Orfeo was impressed by the transformation
from her usual self.
Torié also had a surprising talent for
serving a customer.
The cheerful and energetic girl was not at
all shy as she flattered the princess with no hint of sarcasm.
Lena almost seemed like a mini-Eulica at
times, but she had difficulty with serving customers. She could not form a
business smile like her respected superior could, so her expression was stiff.
She must have been nervous when dealing
with a princess.
When Alesteria found something she liked,
she would put on the dress or accessory and show it to Orfeo. He would respond
with heartfelt compliments.
This afternoon event must have been the
princess’s form of entertainment, but the fun had to end eventually.
When Orfeo’s group left the castle, Alesteria
watched them go with a pouting look.
“When will you be back next?”
“I won’t be visiting you for quite a
while.”
“Eh!?”
Alesteria’s expression changed to one of shock and confusion, so Orfeo
explained his reason.
“I am going to be placed in charge of the
company soon, so I will be going off to train.”
“I see…”
Alesteria understood and she sadly looked
like she wanted to say something, but she must have decided to see him off with
a smile even if she had to force it. She gave a somewhat awkward smile.
Orfeo appreciated her concern. He too felt
sad thinking he would not see her innocent face for a while.
“You’re smart, Orfeo, so I know there’s nothing
to worry about. But make sure to take care of your health.”
“Thank you very much for your concern.”
She moved oddly close to him.
He would barely have to move to embrace her
and kiss her at this proximity, so he panicked a bit and found something nice to
say.
“Perhaps I will run across your older
sister on my journey.”
“Yes. If you do, please give her my
greetings. And tell her she can always rely on me if she is in any kind of
trouble.”
His bright possibility placed a true smile
on the princess’s lips.
Orfeo felt the urge to do something
terribly inappropriate, so he drew out every ounce of reason he possessed and
chose to escape the situation.
“I will be going then.”
“Orfeo…”
He tried to move away, but Alesteria moved
even closer so their chests were about to touch. Her damp blue eyes and
glistening pink lips were so very bright.
“Do you need something…?”
Orfeo was shaken and Alesteria looked like
she wanted to say something, but then she breathed a sigh of resignation.
“…I look forward to a souvenir.”
Orfeo could tell the princess had wanted to
say something that contained countless emotions, but he did not pick up on what
it was she had wanted to say.
He heard Torié and Lena whispering behind
him.
“Hey, hey. Is the young master just really
dense?”
“The densest.”
They seemed to agree for once.
He heard Eulica clear her throat, but the
nuance oddly seemed to criticize him more than her subordinates.
He had no idea what they were trying to
say, so he tilted his head in his heart before finding an unexpected person waiting
for him outside the castle.
“Over here, Orfeo. Over here.”
It was a man of about 40.
He was not all that tall for a man, but he
stood out due to his black hair, black eyes, and black beard.
He had the presence of a seasoned warrior
and, while he was not exactly handsome, he had an intensity you would never
forget after meeting him once.
“Dad!”
Orfeo and the rest of his group
straightened their posture.
This was Legins, master of the Legins
Company.
He had originally been a Clanarian
merchant, but he had been quick to cooperate with Domos when that kingdom
destroyed his own.
And just like the early bird getting the
worm, he managed to amass a great fortune.
Some might praise his incredible foresight,
but he had apparently done some rather crooked things behind the scenes.
He had a poor reputation and people called
him the Merchant of Death behind his back, but he did so much business that it
was said he controlled a few percentage points of the wealth not just of Domos
but of the continent as a whole.
“Hi, I had business in the royal palace as
well. So is the princess in a good mood?”
“A very good one, it seems.”
The father nodded in satisfaction at his
son’s words.
“That is good to hear. To be honest, I was
speaking with the others in the company and we decided it would be nice to have
a party before you leave on your trip. We’ve rented out a brothel.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“It’s nothing. My pocket money was enough
to cover it. And from now on, enjoying yourself is part of your job.”
Legins slapped his son on the shoulder and
began proudly discussing his education.
“You look more like your mother, but you’re
more like me on the inside. You’re a merchant.”
Orfeo agreed with him there.
His mother Lucy had been the daughter of
the former Clanaria Kingdom’s General Albare and she was a hero who had fought
valiantly against the invading Domos army. It was said she had ultimately been
taken prisoner and that King Lorent had laid his hands on her. He must have
gotten tired of her because he later provided her to the great merchant Legins.
She had given birth only to Orfeo as if
that was her duty as a wife, but she had refused to do anything as a mother and
had spent all of her time working as Queen Ansandra’s closest aide.
The dramatic story of her life was becoming
something of a legend, but she was a baffling mother for her son.
Still, Orfeo had been influenced by her all
the same.
He never would have become so close to 1st
Princess Alesteria if not for his mother’s presence.
Also, Legins had many concubines and many
children by them, so Orfeo was only the heir due to his mother.
“Now, let’s go. Beautiful women await us.”
Legins had rented out the classiest brothel
in Curling’s castle town. He was greedy but not stingy. When he felt the need,
he would spare no expense.
Eulica, Torié, and Lena were not the
exception. Ever member of Orfeo’s team – down to the horse handlers – were
women.
That was partially because hiring men was more
expensive, but women were also more patient and thus better suited for making
business deals.
After some light drinking, Legins received
word that the entertainers were about to begin their show. He stood up without
even touching the prepared food.
“Now, it’s about time I left. Because I
doubt you can cut loose with me around. So enjoy yourself today. Eat plenty of
delicious food, build up your energy…and take care of my son.”
“Will do~~~!”
After the girls cheerfully replied, Legins
gave the entertainers plenty of money and made an early exit.
He may have been on his way to one of his
many mistresses’ homes or he may have had some work to do.
Either way, he was a busy man.
As he left, entertainers dressed in the
bright and highly revealing clothes of dancers entered.
There were a few dozen of them. They
stretched out their lithe arms, raised their legs, and performed a gorgeous and
fantastical group dance.
The women’s sensual dance enthralled both
Orfeo and the girls with him.
Suddenly, the entertainers gathered in the
center.
“Please welcome the beautiful Princess
Silvia~~~”
One of the dancers called out and all of
them moved apart like an opening flower.
A beautiful woman wearing sheer,
light-purple silk emerged in the center.
She appeared to be in her mid to late
twenties. She had white skin, moonlight hair, a slender elegance, and the
beauty of a moon goddess.
The chest of her outfit was wide open, so
her ample breasts looked on the verge of spilling out. Her skirt had a bold
slit on the front, revealing her white thighs to the base. It was an
unbelievably provocative outfit.
“Wow, she’s so pretty…”
Torié voiced her honest impression and
Lena’s eyes widened.
All of the entertainers were beautiful, but
this new woman’s beauty was on another level.
Orfeo was used to seeing Alesteria and
plenty of other beautiful women and girls, but even he was dumbfounded by her
appearance.
No matter how beautiful the princess was,
she was still only a girl. She was not yet “sexy”. This woman, on the other
hand, had the allure of a mature woman.
While everyone else was impressed, Eulica
only glanced over at the woman once before turning away. She may have had no
interest in other women.
If she dressed up, Eulica would have been
more beautiful than most of the entertainers here, but she prioritized the
functional beauty of a working woman and did not dress up to attract men. She
was proud of the fact that she had reached her current position with her
internal ability and not her outward appearance. To her, entertainers may have
been targets of scorn no matter how beautiful they might be.
Orfeo had no intention of judging women by
their appearance, but he was still a teenage boy. He could not maintain as
strong a heart as Eulica and was charmed by the overwhelming beauty.
(Wow… Her big boobs are jiggling so much.)
The woman’s waist was thin, but her butt
was plenty large and formed a heart shape.
That sensual body was performing a
seductive dance. No man would not be enthralled. In fact, even the other women
and girls were charmed by her beauty.
Her dance was sensual, but it was not
vulgar. It was a beautiful performance worthy of calling art.
“Please, drink.”
At some point, entertainers had arrived on
either side of Orfeo to serve him.
“No, I’m still…too young for that…”
“Visiting a brothel and not drinking
anything would just be rude.”
One entertainer leaned forward to encourage him to take the drink she held.
The chest of her dress was cut so he could
almost but not quite see her nipples. When it looked like you could see them if
you peered down from above, a man’s instincts would lead him to do just that.
(This must be a really fancy brothel. All
the girls are so pretty and their boobs are so big…)
Their giant breasts looked so soft yet
resilient that he could almost hear the bouncing sound effects. They were like
ripe fruits.
“Hee hee♪”
They laughed in a meaningful way.
(They noticed. …They noticed me looking at
their chests.)
When he realized they had seen through to
his perverted intentions, he panicked so much the girls could tell.
“Now, drink.”
“Th-thank you.”
Whether he looked right, left, or ahead, he
saw cleavage. It was more than enough to erase all reason from the teenage
boy’s mind. He drank from the cup he was offered.
Drunk on alcohol and women, his face grew
red. Torié noticed and teased him.
“Young master, Princess Alesteria will be
mad if you leer too much.”
“Princess Alesteria?” asked a wide-eyed entertainer.
“The Princess Alesteria?”
Torié explained proudly.
“Yes, our young master is the Princess Alesteria’s favorite.”
“I would expect no less from the young
master of the Legins Company. Is he a candidate for her future husband?”
The entertainers seemed really excited for
some reason, but Orfeo frantically denied it.
“Of course not. I’ve just known her since
childhood because of my mother.”
He could not deny that he was fond of
Alesteria. In fact, being so close to that princess without being fond of her
simply was not possible. Even if she was godawful at baking, that was not
enough to be a fly in the ointment.
But he had never thought of that
relationship having any kind of future.
“I’m not stronghearted enough to have King
Lorent as a father-in-law or Queen Ansandra as a mother-in-law.”
None of them seemed to know what to say to
Orfeo’s response.
Everyone knew how frightening Alesteria’s
parents were.
Domos King Lorent waged war for no reason
like some kind of demon. His wife, Queen Ansandra, was an extremely wicked
woman who had destroyed her home and offered it to her husband. She was derided
as a bloody and evil woman.
They really were a match made in heaven. Or
in this case, made in hell.
It was incredible that such an angelic
daughter had been born to such strong-willed parents. It could even be called a
miracle.
Of course, Orfeo had been born a Domos
citizen, so he did not dislike the Domos royal family.
He believed King Lorent was a great hero
and he trusted Queen Ansandra as a skilled politician.
But he had never met them in person, nor
did he want to.
To be blunt, they scared him.
He preferred respecting them from afar.
He was no more than a merchant.
Alesteria would likely have a political marriage
as royals should. It could be a diplomatic thing or a reward to the son or
younger brother of a powerful retainer, but either way, there was no room for
Orfeo there.
(I want to suck on those coral pink lips and
embrace that body with more flesh than you would expect for such a pure face. I
want to make her mine and mine alone…)
That desire was inside him. If he had
wanted to, he was certain he could have embraced or kissed her today.
(Alesteria is just so defenseless.)
Many people were drawn to the princess’s
pure adorableness and kindness and Orfeo was just one of those many.
While trapped by the thoughts of a teenage
boy, the beautiful entertainers continued offering him drinks. He was not used
to drinking alcohol, so he soon found his eyelids growing heavy.
Before long, his mind went dark.
“Are you awake?”
Orfeo opened his eyes to find only dim
light.
He asked a question of the pleasant female voice
he heard.
“Where am I…?”
“You drank a little too much.”
After realizing he had passed out from
drinking, he gulped down the glass of water he was offered.
“…Where are the others?”
“They have already left.”
Watching unbelievably beautiful women dance
and enjoying delicious food would have made a satisfying night for the company members.
It was apparently late at night.
“I see. Then I need to get back too.”
He started to get up, but his shoulders were
held down.
The warm sensation on his head and the sweet
cosmetics scent told him he was lying on a bed and using a lap as a pillow.
“It is rude for a man to visit a brothel
and leave after only drinking.”
“…”
Only then did Orfeo look to the person
speaking to him.
She had plenty of silver hair and
well-defined facial features. Her skin was as white as milk, she had long
eyelashes, and her eyes were violet. Her lipstick-covered lips looked soft.
In the pale white light, she looked like
beauty itself.
She had been the star of that group dance. Her
name had been given as Silvia. Seeing her close up showed just how pretty she was.
Intelligence and refinement seeped through the charm, giving her the grace of a
royal or noble.
“Please spend the night with me.”
“B-but, um…”
Pierced by her sex appeal, Orfeo tensed up.
“Or do you not like defiled women like me?”
“…Y-you’re not defiled…”
He shook his head like a marionette.
Entertainers and prostitutes were not the same
thing. Entertainers were paid for their performances while prostitutes were paid
for sex.
Of course, entertainers would also spend
the night with you if you paid them enough, so the distinction was often
ignored.
But social status still came into play.
The top entertainer at the finest brothel
would not spend the night with just anyone as long as they paid.
The powerful would spend money on a beautiful
woman to make her even more beautiful. Viewing that beauty was the refined way
to enjoy oneself. It was entertainment for the wealthy.
The powerful would not spend money on a
woman who would do it with just anyone.
This entertainer named Silvia was definitely
the kind of woman who consumed untold amounts of money from the powerful.
And after consuming all that money, she
gave off a unique aura.
But Orfeo had already seen plenty of
beautiful women. Alesteria was a peerlessly beautiful girl and Eulica was quite
beautiful too.
But this woman was more than just
beautiful. She dripped with sexual allure, so the virgin boy’s body tensed up.
“Or were you planning to bring shame upon
me?”
“I would never do that…”
The beautiful woman’s resentful look caused
Orfeo to panic.
“Going this far without giving me your love
would be the greatest humiliation for a woman. Tomorrow, I would be the laughingstock
of the city. Even the cheap whores standing on the street corner would turn pitying
smiles my way.”
The boy was at a loss when the beautiful
woman dramatically hid her face.
“Entertainers have their own pride. If you
would rub dirt in my face like this, I would rather you took a knife to my
face.”
Her unbelievably beautiful face was right
in front of him. Their noses were on the verge of touching and her sensual lips
covered in bright red lipstick released a sweet breath.
“I-I won’t tell anyone.”
“That is not good enough. Even if no one
else knows, I will. I will know I am a worthless woman who could not even take
your virginity. And that knowledge will dull my shine as a woman.”
Her reasoning was nonsense, but Orfeo took
her word for it.
“That leaves two options: pierce me with your
sword of flesh, or carve my face until no one will give me a second glance. The
choice is yours.”
“I-I couldn’t possibly choose either-…”
The innocent boy succumbed to her damp-eyed
stare.
“P-please let me have sex with you…”
He fell for her technique as a
businesswoman.
There was no way a lustful boy would not
want to do it with such a beautiful woman. His boyish purity was only a front.
The woman had seen through it, so she had given him an excuse to let things progress
smoothly.
“I do not want you to sleep with me out of
pity. As a woman, I want you to sleep with me out of desire.”
After coming this far, Orfeo could not
resist. He frantically admitted it.
“I want to sleep with you, Silvia. I want
you to take my virginity.”
His mentality was no different from a dog
in front of some meat. The young woman toyed with him as she pleased.
“If you insist, then I have no choice. Now,
please lie down there.”
Orfeo’s heart was racing at the thought of
having his first time with this coquettish young woman, so he quickly did as
she said.
His behavior must have been amusing to the
adult woman. She smiled and carefully removed the aroused male’s clothing. When
she stripped off the final piece, his rod sprang forcefully out.
“Hee hee hee. My, what a lively penis you
have♪”
It was not enormous, but it was not tiny either.
It was plenty large for his age. But that curving hardness and springiness had
a way of inspiring a powerful reaction in the world’s young women.
Silvia gently wrapped her hands around the
reproductive organ like it was a precious jewel.
“Ah…”
Her hands felt cold on the racing erection.
“It’s hot. So very hot. It’s going to burn
my hands…”
She squeezed and toyed with the shaft as if
seeing how it felt. And that was not all. Her delicate hands reached the tip and
slowly pulled back the skin.
“Ah, o-ow, stop… Please…stop…”
The foreskin still covered his manhood.
Orfeo writhed in fear and pain as it was peeled back for the very first time. He
looked just like a maiden losing her virginity.
“Don’t worry. It will be okay. This is a
path all boys must cross.”
She lovingly narrowed her eyes, placed her
sensual lips above the partially exposed head, and let out a sticky string of
saliva.
“Ahh…”
The boy was surprised by the warm stickiness,
but the young woman used that lubricant to pull the foreskin further and
further back.
Finally, the full head was revealed.
The boy could only stare at his transformed
manhood. The young woman used her saliva-coated fingers to wash clean the filth
on the head.
“Uh, kh, nn…”
The painfully swollen head was incredibly
sensitive and he felt a dull pain, but the rod throbbed and precum dripped from
the tip.
“My, what a lovely pink. I never knew a pure
virgin penis drew the female heart so much. They look so different once they
have been stained by heavy use.”
The lovely entertainer breathed a
spellbound sigh.
“To be honest, this is my first time with a
virgin gentleman.”
Only successful men who had made a name for
themselves could sleep with a woman of Silvia’s caliber, so they were all
fairly old.
This young woman had to have considerable
sexual experience, but she could not hide her arousal and licked her lips as
she stared at her first virgin penis.
Orfeo had never imagined such a beautiful
face could display such a lewd expression.
“Hee hee hee. It looks delicious. I’ve
never seen such a tasty-looking penis.”
Silvia reached both hands into her skirt
and removed her silk panties.
“Please leave it to me. Just stay still and
I will take care of everything.”
The pantie-less young woman straddled the boy’s
hips where the penis stood tall. And she lifted her skirt.
“Ah…”
Her boldly spread white thighs appeared in
the moonlight. The curly silver hair in the center was on the thicker side of
things, but it was kept in a well-maintained upside-down triangle. The sight
inspired male lust.
The swollen labia were visible beyond that.
Two colorful flower petals stuck out a bit from that flesh slit.
Orfeo’s breathing grew heavy as he stared.
“What do you have to say about your first
pussy?”
“…Um, uh…”
The adult woman laughed sadistically as the
boy stared wide-eyed.
“What you see here is no more than a woman’s
entrance. See? If I do this…”
Silvia placed her index and middle finger
on either side of the slit and spread it.
“!?”
Orfeo gasped when he saw the bright pink
flesh spread in a diamond shape.
“Oh? Was that too much for you, young
master?”
“N-no…”
The labia bordered by silver hair were wet
with an obscene liquid. It was a raw visual, but it also carried beauty. It was
a carnal beauty that drew the male eye whether they liked it or not.
That unbelievably beautiful woman’s sex
organ was within arm’s reach. He could sense the warm and damp feminine aroma.
Orfeo wanted to move closer and view every
bit of it, but he did not have the courage to ask.
The experienced young woman had to be aware
of the virgin boy’s desire, but she chose to ignore it.
The boy’s cock twitched and dripped precum
to reveal his arousal.
“Ha ha. Incredible… Such high praise.”
Silvia licked her red lips as if she could
barely contain herself as the manhood in her hand was brimming with fresh
vitality. The obscene gesture made Orfeo gulp.
It was such sexual expression.
As precum flowed from the tip, she placed it
against her soaked labia.
“Now, let us begin.”
The beautiful entertainer’s hips slowly
lowered and the rod of flesh was gradually contained inside her feminine flesh.
“Hahhhhh…”
Rough folds wrapped around the sensitive head.
The pleasure was so great the boy wanted to writhe on the bed.
The woman’s hips continued down bit by bit
until the rod had been fully swallowed.
“How do you like it?”
The young woman raised her knees while on
top. That left their union fully visible.
Orfeo was captivated by how obscene it was.
His thick cock was piercing the beautiful
curves of her lower stomach.
(Wow, what is this…?)
He was utterly shocked.
Silvia was such a beautiful entertainer. The
skin of her face, thighs, and lower stomach was so white and bewitching. He had
not touched it, but he could tell it had to be smooth.
But her vagina was different. It was sticky,
rough, and drenched. It moved to wrap around his rod. It was like she had lots
of worms hidden in there.
(It’s sticky and kind of gross… No, sticky
and incredible!)
The young woman’s alluring body and the
bewitching folds of flesh wrapped around his manhood seemed to give him a
glimpse of the two sides of women.
He thought his penis would be digested
inside her. Especially the head which had only been bared shortly beforehand.
He could no longer feel it at all.
It had stung in the air, but it felt
nothing now. No, it felt only pleasure.
The boy trembled while his mind was blanked
by ecstasy.
“Oh?”
Silvia’s eyes widened in surprise. A moment later, the first shot erupted out.
“Ahn♪”
Silvia shook when the hot surge hit her
cervix. Then she closed her eyes and savored the boy’s eruption.
“Ha ha… Incredible. I’ve never felt one
throb so much…or release so much…nn♪”
The beautiful entertainer sighed in ecstasy
as she received the intense ejaculation of a teenage boy.
It was unbearably lewd how her white lower
stomach twitched as it contained the manhood.
Once the ejaculation was complete, she opened
her eyes.
Their eyes met. When she realized he was
observing her reaction, it must have greatly stimulated her sadistic side because
she smiled in an alluring but cruel way.
“They say a premature gentleman only lasts
three-and-a-half thrusts…but that was only one.”
The time from penetration to accidental explosion
had seemed like a long time as he was rocked by overwhelming pleasure, but he
now realized it had only been an instant.
“S-sorry…”
His sexuality was far too immature to
satisfy this beautiful entertainer.
“You have nothing to apologize for. At your
age, you can start a second round almost immediately, right?”
Silvia placed her hands on the shoulders of
her light purple dress and then slid them down.
The entirety of her giant breasts suddenly
came into view. She had apparently not been wearing a bra. That explained why
they had jiggled so much during her dance.
They looked pale in the dim light, they
were impressively large, and they were shaking a bit.
The plump pink nipples were erect.
“You like boobs, don’t you?”
The sex goddess took the boy’s hands and had him grab her breasts.
The giant mounds of flesh were too much for
his hands, but they seemed to stick to his hands like magnets.
“Th-they’re so soft…”
“You can enjoy them by massaging them like
this.”
She used her hands to teach him how to
caress her breasts. Orfeo was intoxicated by the otherworldly melting feeling
that made him think he was kneading and thickening milk. By the time Silvia removed
her hands, he could not let go.
As he massaged them, his fingers left pink
marks on the white breasts. That seemed unbearably erotic.
“Hee hee hee hee…”
While letting the innocent boy caress her,
Silvia leaned forward, grabbed his hair, and kissed him as if devouring him.
Her soft tongue entered his mouth and tangled
around his tongue while her warm saliva poured in. The boy had no choice but to
swallow the sweet dew.
After the long, long kiss, the young woman
whispered to him.
“See, you’re ready for round two already.”
The penis inside her vagina was as erect as
ever.
“Want to do it again?”
“Yes…”
The boy gave a short but honest reply with
a lustful look on his face. Silvia seemed very satisfied with that.
“Ha ha. The night is still young, so let’s
enjoy ourselves until morning. Hee hee hee♪”
A shudder ran down Orfeo’s spine as the
sexual, beautiful, and cool young woman looked sadistically down on him.
He understood how a butterfly felt once
trapped in the spider’s web.
He would be devoured to the bone. And he
wanted to be devoured.
“Now, I will milk you of every last drop♪”
Silvia’s hips slowly began to move.
Her internal flesh wrapped around the rod
like wet worms and tightly squeezed it.
Orfeo’s semen acted as a lubricant, smoothing
out the friction between them.
Her plentiful silver hair danced around
her. Orfeo was intoxicated by the obscene behavior of the lewd but beautiful
entertainer.
Her stomach undulated slightly, her wide
hips danced in every direction, and they toyed with his rod in every direction.
The fluids flowing from their union soaked
the boy’s balls and anus.
“Now, young master, thrust up into me.”
“Kh! L-like this? …Ah.”
He thrust his hips up as instructed. He moved
on his own. His masculine instincts rejoiced at this more than being on the receiving
end. Once he began moving, he could not stop.
“Ah, ahn, harder. Move like a wild beast…
Ah, y-yes, like that♪”
Orfeo moved his hips up and down with all
his might, but the woman was in control since she was on top.
The movements of the beautiful entertainer’s
hips fully controlled the movements of the boy’s.
The speed of that ever-changing dance
gradually rose and she finally began moving her hips like a demon.
“Ahhhhhh!”
The great pleasure made the boy scream. He
began ejaculating while stirring up her internal flesh.
Her womb swallowed up more semen than
anyone would expect from a second round.
“Ha ha♪ Incredible.”
The sex goddess voiced her astonishment,
but she did not stop. Sweat appeared like jewels on her soft white skin as she continued
tormenting the boy.
“Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah…”
Orfeo continued to scream pathetically.
“Hee hee hee. Not yet. You aren’t done yet.
Are you, young master?♪”
The boy shook his head at the sexual woman’s
question.
His penis had grown erect for a third time.
His only thoughts were to consume as much
pleasure as possible. He wanted to have sex with this lewd woman forever.
He actively used his hips and massaged her
breasts.
As the unbelievably beautiful woman
manipulated the boy, he was swallowed up in an overwhelming wave of pleasure
and experienced several different positions. He thrust his hips like mad and
ejaculated again and again.
thx, he gave Lucy away WTF
ReplyDeleteIs it possible to get raw text of all series somewhere ??? I'm trying to find it in internet but i find only images which i couldn't translate with google translator.
ReplyDeleteIs it possible to find somewhere raw text of all harem series???? I found only images which i couldn't translate with google translator.
ReplyDeleteVeryGood thanks for chapter
ReplyDeletePretty waste of good potential characters. Poor Lucy.
ReplyDeleteI hate how the author didn’t make use of the Queen. She was clearly intellegent.