Chapter 219 ~ Eventful Night
<span style="font-weight:400">Providence exited the guild after bidding their farewells to Blue Rose.
<span style="font-weight:400">They came in the morning, only to leave at dusk when the sun had almost set, barely peeking out from the horizons of the orange-red sky.
<span style="font-weight:400">They did not intend on spending so much time in the guild. However, Gagaran suddenly challenged Lupu to a drinking contest to see who could drink the most before knocking out.
<span style="font-weight:400">As a result, they could only leave after the bigdy was down on the table.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji looked to his side, towards Lupu’s flushed, grinning face, and smiled softly as he held her up and wrap her arm around his shoulder.
<span style="font-weight:400">Alcoholic beverages of this world could not affect Lupu due to her resistance towards poison. Even if she were to drink a couple more barrels of ale, her body would simply treat them as if they were water.
<span style="font-weight:400">She was clearly “acting” to get along with Gagaran and Blue Rose, as Yuuji had told her.
<span style="font-weight:400">However, he could see that she seemed to be genuinely enjoying herself “ying” this role. Having her as the maid to apany them toplete their Adamantite-rank adventurer team mission was the correct decision, after all.
<span style="font-weight:400">Meanwhile, as Yuuji was smiling fondly at the cute maid, Aika could not help but curl her lips up into a smile as well, but for apletely different reason.
<span style="font-weight:400">As the pinnacle of the Subus race and a girl sensitive to love, she knew very well that Lupu must be enjoying herself being held by Yuuji.
<span style="font-weight:400">Her flushed face was not due to the alcohol, but rather her rapidly beating heart from being so close to Yuuji while he held her body.
<span style="font-weight:400">She could easily smell her horniness, which was practically emanating out of her uncontrobly.
<span style="font-weight:400">A spontaneous orgy would’ve started due to the subus pheromones she was uncontrobly emanating if Aika did not suppress it.
<span style="font-weight:400">They soon arrived at the Shining Golden Pavilion, and they were weed by widened eyes and whispered gasps.
<span style="font-weight:400">The presence of high ranked adventurers were not that umon within these parts of the capital. However, the presence of an Adamantite-ranked adventurer party, especially oneposed of such impressive individuals, still attracted the eyes of many as they would anywhere else.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji calmly headed towards the reception and quickly received the keys for a double bed room and two single bed rooms with a hefty discount and various benefits, thanks to Blue Rose’s rmendation.
<span style="font-weight:400">Upon reaching the front of their rooms, with no other souls in vicinity, Lupu dropped her act and stood up.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Apologies, Yuuji-sama… I did not mean to cause you trouble.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She bowed her head and held her hands together. Her face blushing crimson in embarrassment and bashfulness.
<span style="font-weight:400">But to her surprise and delight, she felt his gentle, warm hand on her head.
<span style="font-weight:400">“There is no need for apologies. You did very well, Lupu.”
<span style="font-weight:400">His genuine praise made her feel like she was ascending in a bliss beyond description.
<span style="font-weight:400">She was thankfully lowering her head down, or else, the supreme beings would’ve been able to see her unsightly grin of happiness as she physically melted into his touch.
<span style="font-weight:400">Meanwhile, Yuuji reveled in the extremely soft sensation of her hair and ended up petting her longer than expected. And for a moment, he felt like he could see a tail wagging in happiness behind her.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was only that she began to fidget that he snapped out of the hypnotic pleasure.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘Ah, damn! I didn’t mean to pet her for that long… But she felt so soft. Is it because she’s a werewolf? I wonder if she could bring out her wolf ears and tails…’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">He began imagining scratching Lupu behind her wolf ears and ying with her soft, fluffy tail…
<span style="font-weight:400">Hm… Perhaps he should ask her if she could one day.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lupu felt a great loss in her heart the moment Yuuji took his hand back from her head. However, no matter how much she wished for him to continue, she dare not ask for more when he had given her such a blissful reward.
<span style="font-weight:400">So, she hid her disappointment in her heart.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll go to my room, then. You guys go rest as well. I’ll see you soon.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Momonga waved his hand and entered his room.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You may go to your room and rest as well, Lupu.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. Then, please excuse me, Yuuji-sama, Aika-sama.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She bowed, and made her way to her room as well.
<span style="font-weight:400">Then finally, Yuuji and Aika also entered their double-bed room.
<span style="font-weight:400">As the door closed, a myriad of magic circles appeared on the walls, the floor, the ceiling, the windows, the doors, all throughout the room, illuminating it in all the colors of the rainbow before disappearing.
<span style="font-weight:400">[Area Dispel Magic] [Fake Cover] [Counter Detect] [Greater Protection from Divination] [Dyed Teleportation] [rm] [Magic Lock] [Lord of the Castle] [Secret Rendezvous]
<span style="font-weight:400">A myriad of spells meant to protect against prying eyes and invaders, both magical and physical, were cast. Then, a spell to grasp anything that happened within a designated area was cast by Yuuji, while Aika cast a spell to prevent anything happening within the room to be perceived from the outside.
<span style="font-weight:400">Only then did they unequipped their armor and robes for casual clothes they would normally wear at home.
<span style="font-weight:400">The two slimes also popped out of their hidings within Yuuji’s clothing and made their way up his and Aika’s shoulders.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Fufu~ Today was unexpectedly fun, huh Yuuji~”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It is unexpected, yes. I didn’t expect to meet with Blue Rose the moment we arrived here.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Aika wrapped her arms around Yuuji and the two headed to the king-sized bed.
<span style="font-weight:400">The white, soft mattresses made of hand-tufted cotton down and silk meant to dissipate any fatigue and give its user the greatest night of sleep and dreams, were only barely passable after the two experienced the world of luxury within Nazarick.
<span style="font-weight:400">However, this would have to do for the night.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuujiid on the bed and patted Alice and Aria as they nuzzled to his neck. Then, Aika snuggled to his side, putting an arm around his chest as she pressed her breasts against him to snuggle closer.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hey hey, do you notice it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Notice what?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Lakyus!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What about her?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Geez, didn’t you notice the way she looked at you?! That’s for sure signs of love at first sight! Fufufu~ As expected of my little harem hentai protagonist~”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji looked down at his beautiful, sexy, subus wife and, at the same time, the little gremlin known for her mischievousness with a look of doubt and surprise.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Really? I didn’t notice.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hehe~ Who do you think I am? When ites to love and horniness, no one can beat me~! I can smell her love and horniness clearly~!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji looked at the smugly smiling Aika and pinched her nose.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah! What are you doing?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You already nned on making all the maids in Nazarick enter my harem, and you still want to get even more girls from the new world too?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hehe~ It’s just for fun~ And who knows what would happen, right~? I just think it’d be interesting to have her in your harem~ Oh, and also the little vampire girl and the triplets~!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Yuuji simply pulled her into his embrace and pressed his lips against hers.
<span style="font-weight:400">A lewd, affectionate moan escaped her lips as Yuuji embraced her tightly, and she began to wrap her arms and legs around him as well.
<span style="font-weight:400">Moans and giggles filled the room as the two snuggled on the bed while the two slimes watched, their bodies sparkling brighter and brighter from excitement and shyness.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Fufu~ Darling, are you still that horny~? Didn’t you have enough fucking the subus out of me and Albedost night~?”<span style="font-weight:400">
<span style="font-weight:400">The massive, rock hard bulge she felt on her stomach and his increasingly pervy touch on her boobs and butt answered all her questions without leaving any room for doubt.
<span style="font-weight:400">But, she wanted to hear it from his lips. His love for her. His desire for her.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You know I can never get enough of you. Especially when you keep seducing me with your body.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hyaaan~ You perv~ Take me, hubby~ I’m so wet already~ My womb wants a refill of your baby batter~”<span style="font-weight:400">
<span style="font-weight:400">“Aika!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes~ Fuck me, darling~!!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Like a pair of long-lost lovers, the two embraced in a wild night of love making,pletely forgetting that their “daughters”, the twin slimes, were watching with great interest.
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<span style="font-weight:400">“Where the hell is he?!”<span style="font-weight:400">
<span style="font-weight:400">Sir Furt growled, mming his chubby fist onto the dining table. Then, his anger turned into desperate frustration as he hunched over so far that his forehead almost touched the dining table and tugged at his own fading hair.
<span style="font-weight:400">“This is House Furt! We are a noble family whose legacy stretches to the dawn of the Empire itself! An invitation here should be beyond honored!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“My dear, please calm yourself. He is a foreign noble, and being fashionablyte should be expected.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Madam Furt ced her hand on his thigh and replied with as much ease as she could. But the slight squeak to her voice betrayed her, giving away her anxious nerves.
<span style="font-weight:400">Then, she turned once again toward her daughter and looked Arche up and down again, as if appraising whether the offered gift was good enough and making sure she was impable.
<span style="font-weight:400">With her short hairbed clean and dressed beautifully in a white dress with bare shoulders, showing off her skin and milky white upper chest and tightly embracing her thin waist and slight, elegant curves, was Arche.
<span style="font-weight:400">Due to the clothing and armor she frequently adorned, her body was still pristine white. But her arms and legs, which were ever so slightly tanned from exposure to the sun and outside elements, were cleverly hidden with pure whitece gloves and stockings.
<span style="font-weight:400">The look her mother gave her was not an unfamiliar look, and Arche did her best not to shudder.
<span style="font-weight:400">Her mother’s words, ‘we have our duties’, that continued to ring in her head did make her falter for a moment. However, a look to her left and right, to Kuuderika and Ureirika, pushed her to steel herself evermore.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Everything will be fine, mother, father.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Arche spoke to her parents, but her hands beneath the table went to the ufortably shifting subdued sisters.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘I can’t falter… I’m responsible for them. I have to save them from that blistering idiot! House of Furt… What a joke!’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Silence fell. This moment at the table of her fallen house with a foolish father and a desperate mother and two oblivious yet anxious little girls filled her with a dread and trembling one would as a sword about to pierce through her heart.
<span style="font-weight:400">A calm before a battle. She could now begin to imagine what kind of feelings the farmhands andmoners of the Kingdom felt like the moment before the war between them and the Empire’s knights began.
<span style="font-weight:400">Just then, every head turned when the butler entered.
<span style="font-weight:400">A stiff, formal man with graying hair. A loyal servant who had served House Furt since Sir Furt’s father had been the head. His thoughts were kept locked deep, hidden in his heart. But once in a while, Arche noticed his eyes linger on her father’s back more than once.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘He wishes grandfather was still in charge… Or perhaps some sort of miracle to awaken the idiot from his delusions. Though as ofte, that seemed to have disappeared too…’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">“Announcing Lord Sebas Tian.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The butler’s dignified voice ring throughout the room, and Sir Furt immediatelyposed himself, giving a light tung on his deep ultramarine vest he wore and clearing his throat.
<span style="font-weight:400">The waif thin butler stepped aside and Arche got a first look at the man she was supposed to seduce.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘Old enough to be my grandfather…’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">She could see it immediately, yet the old man was the very definition of a man carved out of steel. Wearing richly embroidered shirt of golden thread patterns that seemed to contour and entuate the muscles rippling out through even his thick, luxurious fabric, the man was the epitome of high fashion.
<span style="font-weight:400">His neatly trimmed white beard and full around square jaw, in addition to his straight back and stable, firm stance, lended him a distinguished air that screamed noble ancestry.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you for having me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sebas inclined his head politely as the butler ushered him to his seat next to Arche.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It is our pleasure to wee and have you as the neighbor of our nob- ancient house of Furt.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Her father said with such politeness and trained elegance that belied his earlier frantic state.
<span style="font-weight:400">Then, he extended his hand across the table to each of the trio in turn.
<span style="font-weight:400">“This is my wife, Madam Furt, and my daughters, Kuuderika, Ureirika, and their oldest sister, Arche.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The women at the table, down to the youngest two, stood as they were introduced and curtsyed to their esteemed guests before seating back properly.
<span style="font-weight:400">The first course was wheeled out and silver traysid down in the center of the table between the hosts and their guests.
<span style="font-weight:400">The conversation began, first dancing around inanities about the capital, politics, economy, and other matters for some time before atst, the broke noble turned the subject to Sebas himself.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sir Sebas, where do youe from?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“A foreignnd, far and unknown from here. I am in search of ‘fresh opportunities’, which I found to be in abundance here.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Though of course, anything remotely opportune and rewarding had fallen into his lord’s hands. But Sebas kept his thoughts in his heart.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see. Well, the empire is rich in its opportunities for those with the… right connections and the right names.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sir Fruit replied with a clever little smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">As subtle as a war hammer, Sebas noted.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course, you are right. The right name can be worth more than gold itself.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“So true.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Madam Furt said with a sh of pearly white smile and ced a hand on her husband’s wrist subtly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“If I may ask, Lord Tian. Was your wife unable to join us for today?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That would be impossible.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sebas said with a cool, dry voice, and his words were so as if they had just been specifically tailored to be the exact words the older couple wished to hear from the bottom of their heart.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? Is she… Ill?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, she doesn’t exist. I have never married.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He replied, and with their hopes restored, the table let out an awkwardugh one would do when they know they shouldn’t, but was unable to hold themselves back.
<span style="font-weight:400">The two little ones also began giggling, unable to understand the joke but still joining in just to fit in, as they were told. It was charming.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Mister! Are you rich?”<span style="font-weight:400">
<span style="font-weight:400">“Kuuderika, that’s rude!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Arche said and rapped her sister lightly.
<span style="font-weight:400">Sebasughed when the little girl’s lower lip trembled slightly. He reached out and patted her head in an affectionate, forgiving gesture. Meanwhile, the two older couples looked briefly aghast at their daughter’s directness.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It is fine. That’s not the normal sort of question, but children are quite direct, aren’t they? No guile at all.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Sebas gave the parents an indulgent, forgiving olive branch. Himself remembering how indulgent and forgiving lord Yuuji was to the two slimes he treated as his own daughters.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, I am very very rich. Why do you ask?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah! It is gettingte, isn’t it? They should get to sleep.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Arche said, shooting up to her feet enough to rattle the dining table and almost topple her chair.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? Is that so? Very well. However, won’t you have a servant attend to that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Arche froze at the unexpected question. No, perhaps it should’ve been expected if they were a proper noble family. But they were not… It has been years since they were, and Arche, adaptable as she was, had long forgotten about it in front of their guest.
<span style="font-weight:400">“My daughter has a deep love for children, and her sisters are extremely attached to her. It may be improper, but… perhaps there are worse things for a woman to feel for children before she bes a mother herself.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Far, far more subtle than the father, Sebas privately praised the woman whose subtle touches and words clearly drove his attention towards the eligibility of her eldest daughter.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I supposed that is true. I have to admit, I am a little curious, having never seen a noble heir take care of children herself. Though I suppose it would be improper for a guest to go unescorted with the daughter of an esteemed house.
<span style="font-weight:400">Sebas chuckled as if it was a joke, but Sir Furt took it as a great idea.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Not at all. You''re a guest, anything we can do to make your time with us pleasant, is an option."
<span style="font-weight:400">Arche held her sisters’ hands tighter and turned away, desperate to try and hide her blush from the implied offering of her that her father had made.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘I have to get these two away from him! What wouldn’t he trade for money or power?!’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">No matter how much she tried, she could not think of an answer. However, she kept it to herself and led the mewling little pair away, Sebas falling into step nearby.