Chapter 9: How do I put up with this - 1

The next day, you will be treated to a course meal comparable to Manhanjeonseok , which is said to eat over 100 dishes over three days.

The suspicious eyes looking at me also disappeared.

The Chartreuse family's MILF trainer, Golden Taeyang! I like my new title.

Mrs. Verdia Chartreuse behaved as if she were avoiding me, but I see her caring about her husband.

Even if she shakes her waist because she likes sex during indecent sex, after a day, she feels guilty for doing something bad and sorry for her husband.

The look on my face reminded me of her, and of her own vulgarity, that I couldn't possibly talk about with her sober mind.

It's natural to want to keep your distance.

I knew full well that impatience at times like this would ruin things.

When she's done preparing her mind, she'll ignite anytime and then you can have sex even more fervently than before.

After that, she just has to give herself over to the milf's back-teasing, which makes her cock feel free.

Maybe I really have a talent for teaching assistants.

I've never come here and met someone called an assistant teacher, but...

I did gain weight from playing and eating comfortably for 7 days.

The Chartreuse family was an aristocratic family that possessed the wealth to withstand over a hundred rice bugs like me.

I haven't been out of the castle yet, but I've heard things I've picked up in the meantime.

The "Four Great Families," Including the Chartreuse family, divide the city and rule it.

The extent to which they are competing with each other to receive the Empress's favor.

Incidentally, the emperor's name is said to be Shihyeon, but she is not sure she is Korean.

Based on the population of each country in the global village, it is much more likely that she is Chinese.

Although I live without any inconvenience in the nature of Chartreuse, I thought that I would like to meet someone from another world like me.

But…

'When the opportunity comes.'

I decided to focus on my current life because there was no reason to suffer after buying it.

At night, the head of the household calls me.

He sits at the table in front of him in silence under dim lighting where only the outline of his face is visible, opens the cap of the champagne he has been saving, and quietly opens his mouth.

"How was your day?"

At first, I thought he was calling me to be my drinking partner.

He was not interested in other world knowledge.

When you talk to me, the topic is always about sharing your perverted tastes.

As much as it made me who I am today, I can't dismiss it as a pervert.

"Verdia is still avoiding me."

"Yes…?"

"If you want, can I take you by force like before?"

"No, it's fine as it is."

This part has been repeated for several days already.

Batineau is always interested in how his wife behaves after getting a taste for cock.

He has a habit of trying to see what's going on behind the scenes.

He begs me to be honest.

I answer as it is, "There was no affair today."

Then Batineau, who is very nervous, confirms his trust in his wife and lets out a deep sigh of relief.

The word "it's okay as it is" has two inner meanings.

'I want to believe in her wife as it is now',

'I want to see her fall into obscene sex in the arms of a bully who couldn't become her wife'.

The latter, like pouring water into a jar with holes, is a desire that does not stop until it destroys Batineau himself.

He might be waiting for me to touch Verdia.

'I don't understand.'

He enjoys watching his wife suffer.

Even I, who love stealing other people's women, will be treated as a pervert wherever I go.

Now, deep in my heart, I think:

"I feel really fortunate to have met Vatineau as soon as I got here."

"That's right. You should have come to know what this world is like."

Outsiders who are not trained are D-class slaves.

That means he can only become a C-Class if he accepts that he is a slave.

How are D-class slaves treated?

It's terrifying to list just a few of the things I've heard sneakily.

"I will continue to devote myself under Mr. Vatineau."

"Good attitude. I want Fiona to know the good things about you."

"Fiona…"

Was it the girl in leggings who always stood beside Verdia and glared at me resentfully?

"Women who know the good in me don't want to die from me."

"Fiona, since she was a child, has been very fond of Verdia. She has said to get along with you, but she doesn't seem to think so.

"What could be the problem?

My wife likes my cock."

"…"

Batineau's eyes met.

Even the rude sexual harassment towards my wife that came out of my mouth is nothing more than a snack to chew on for a long time to Vatineau.

Looking at it this way, we seemed like good friends.

"Could Fiona do as she pleases?"

What is it all of a sudden?

"… I don't think it will be difficult unless you force it."

I said honestly.

It was as if Verdia was forced to do it, but thanks to her docile personality, it ended without getting hurt. On the other hand, Fiona said that even if she died, she wouldn't open up to me.

In addition, the body is also quite trained, so it will be difficult to subdue.

"Are you worried about anything?"

After thinking about it, I decided to scoop out the inside of Vatineau.

For some reason, he even hinted at Fiona to lay her hand on her.

"Soon there will be a special guest visiting Chartreuse Castle, and I hope that the time will pass as quietly as possible."

"Then wouldn't it be better to hide?"

If you're messing around with a woman, I think you'll stand out.

"Her wife is friendly with her. There's nothing strange about her talking to you where I can't see her.

Then it would be better to introduce it formally here. She hates aliens. She will not come forward with doubt.

Things can change at any time if the slightest opportunity arises."

"Is the guest coming from another noble family?"

Batineau nodded his head.

"Well, this must be new to you. There is a saying in this city that crows watch over everything.

It refers to the Raven family that rules the Devil's Town. Mrs. Raven serves as the head of her household in place of her widowed husband, but no one doubts her abilities."

"What kind of person is Mrs. Raven?"

Seeing my concern, Vatineau burst into laughter.

"Do you show interest in another woman just because you've known Verdia? A widow who has only lost her husband for a year."

"Sorry. It's like a habit…"

"You have a good touch. I think Verdia is the most beautiful in the world. Uhm. Mrs. Raven has been the inspiration for many artists."

Was it an inspiration for artists?

It took me a while to figure out what the hell it was.

"Are you pretty?"

I asked straight forward.

"She's beautiful. And she's a very scary woman. To be honest, just standing in front of her makes her shins tingle."

This time, is it a high-ranking, high-handed wife?

I swallowed.

"Forget what I said earlier. Fiona is emotional, but she's not a child. I trust she won't get me in trouble.

Would you mind staying in your room while Mrs. Raven is back at home?"

"Did you miss it?"

"Well?"

"She, who has been living with the Chartreuse family since she was a child, like a foster daughter, is being eaten by me."

Batineau smiled bitterly.

"Now I can't pretend I'm not in front of you."

"I know the head of the household well."

"Do you think I'm crazy?"

"How can I tell others that I already love someone and love to steal someone I'm already connected to with my cock? "

Haha!"

I clinked glasses with Vatineau.

"I hope our friendship will last."

"I'll make sure my mother doesn't get bored."

"I want to see Verdia's pretty face get ruined even more. I want to watch her become beautiful with a pleasure I never knew before.

However, you must not be seen by Mrs. Raven."

"…"

Batineau looked at me and warned me sternly.

"If you inevitably run into her, be quiet. Don't look at her carelessly. Don't approach her carelessly.

That's the secret to living a long life for you who came to this world."

"I'll keep that in mind."

– You have an idea that you want to meet Ariella…

Whoa. It's a surprise.

I almost lost the glass I was holding in my hand because of my sudden voice in my head.

It will pass if I keep quiet, but the monologue seems to want me to put Ariella in sight.

'Maybe it's the voice of my heart.'

The appearance of a lady who could be compared to Verdia, and perhaps even worse.

The thought of wanting to show off the skills I had polished made my back itch.

'No.'

Let's listen

What is more precious than my life?

Returning to my room, I sat naked, reverently cross-legged, and caught my breath.

'If only I could clear my mind while stabbing my dick with gratitude as usual...'

It is a night where the empty seat of Elizabeth is greatly felt.

What needs to be done is set.

To heed Batineau's advice and pretend to be dead until the guest leaves Chartreuse Castle.

It seems that I will not be able to follow the monologue this time.

Start self-isolation.

Fortunately, I was the type to play well even when I was alone, so I spent my time working hard on bare-body exercises.

'You mustn't go out. I can't go out.'

The toilet and shower are in the room, and the maids bring the food.

I have never lived such a life in modern times where I do not have to worry about rent and living expenses.

In order to protect such a life, it is right to avoid ruinous flags.

'It's okay. I can control myself.'

One reckless act is enough.

And no matter how much I think about it, there is nothing that can get me out of the room.

Fiona?

When she sees me, she can't control her expression, and she looks at me like a bug. Does she dare to come to my private space where I sweat and exercise?

The odds are very slim.

"398… 399…"

Mental unification while doing push-ups.

Today's abstinence will lead to a pleasant vaginal cum shot.

Fortunately, nothing happened for two days.

"It's noisy outside, but have guests come to the castle?"

Curious about the current situation, I ask the maid who brought breakfast.

"Yes. Mrs. Raven visited Chartreuse Castle yesterday around three o'clock in the afternoon."

"I heard that Mrs. Raven is so pretty."

The maid looked at me gently.

"I hope you understand that this is a topic that I can't bring myself to talk about."

"…"

Chet.

If it was a man, I could have said it openly.

After eating, I worked hard on my bare-body exercise again.

As my abstinence got longer, I got to the point where I could get a full erection whenever I had a chance to think that my balls were boiling, but I wasn't a beast enough to run out like a madman and attack women.

Smart.

That night, someone politely knocked on my door.

It's batino He hasn't called me lately, and it seems like he can't help it because he cares if her wife has had an affair or not.

'Even if it's like me, it bothers me.'

It would be even more shocking if you imagined that I had a crush on Verdia at this time when an honored guest was visiting.

I'm sorry to disappoint Vatineau, but these past few days I've been desperately avoiding "Might be dangerous" Situations through strict self-isolation.

I need to let you know that

Open the door wide

"Oh…"

Verdia, who didn't know that her door would open with great force, shrank her body as if she was slightly taken aback.

Verdia?

Did Verdia come to see me? Did she knock on my door?

In an instant, her brain turned white.

Mamma pain occupies the field of vision!

All I could see was a pair of udders, blatantly baring their cleavage.

Then Verdia's shy face catches her eye, and she notices that she has walked all the way here from her husband and wife's bedroom wearing nothing but a negligee and a light coat.

Avoiding the eyes of the guards...

"Ah…"

I also blinked my eyes stupidly, making only a single sound.

Unexpected situation.

Unexpected situation.

The fact that she, who was directing a kind and innocent wife by caring about her husband, knocked on my door when she came into heat.

The scent of soap from the first night seeped into my nostrils, making me dizzy.

Verdia looked at me shyly as she intertwined her fingers and gently rubbed her thighs.

"Ah, can I go inside?"

No.

It was obvious that having sex with Verdia would break the complete isolation.

Only God knows what the outcome of that interaction will be.

I have to refuse...

"…Teacher assistant…♥"

Verdia, who plays Aegyo with her snoring,.

This naughty mother... Testing me… !!

The large udders come into view again. Immediately wrap your arms around the narrow waist that accentuates your breasts and well-developed hips, and go to bed.

Don't imagine! Whoops!

Verdia is waiting for you to do something.

How can you endure Verdia, who came to get her pussy pampered?

I grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into the room.

"Kyaa…"

As if Verdia had somehow anticipated this development,

She let out a deliberate exclamation and came into my room, pretending to be nailed down.