The next day, I was treated to a multi-course meal that rivaled the Manchu Han Imperial Feast, with over 100 dishes served over three days. The suspicious glances directed at me disappeared.
Geum Taeyang, the milf trainer of the Chartreuse family, was there. I liked my new title.
Mrs. Verdia Chartreuse acted like she was avoiding me, but I know she was just being considerate of her husband.
She enjoyed her lewd sex, but after a day, she was overcome with guilt. She felt sorry for her husband and remembered her own vulgar actions whenever she saw my face, making it impossible for her to talk to me sober.
It's only natural for her to want to keep her distance.
I knew that getting impatient at times like this would ruin things.
Once she's ready, the passion will ignite, and we'll have even more intense sex.
After that, I'll surrender myself to the milf's hip movements that make my dick hard without hesitation.
Maybe I really do have a talent for training.
I haven't met anyone called a trainer since I came here, but I'm confident in my abilities.
I gained weight from relaxing and eating for seven days.
The Chartreuse family was a noble family with enough wealth to support over a hundred freeloaders like me.
I haven't ventured outside the castle yet, but I've learned a lot.
I've learned how the four great families, including the Chartreuse family, divide and rule the city.
I've also learned how they compete with each other to gain the favor of The Female Emperor.
Her name is Sihyeon. Could she be Korean?
Based on the population of each country in the global village, it's much more likely that she's Chinese.
I'm living comfortably in the Chartreuse main castle, but I want to meet someone who came from another world like me.
But...
I'm ready when the opportunity arises.
There's no reason to go out of my way to suffer, so I'm focusing on my current life.
When night falls, the Lord calls for me.
He sits silently at a table under dim lighting that barely reveals the outline of his face, pops the cork of a bottle of champagne he's been saving, and quietly speaks.
"How was it today?"
At first, I thought he wanted to be my drinking buddy, but he wasn't interested in knowledge from another world.
When we talk, the topic is always about sharing his perverted tastes.
I can't look down on him as a pervert because he's the reason I'm here.
"Verdia is still avoiding me."
"Is that so?"
"Should I forcefully bring her like before if you wish?"
"No, it's fine as it is."
This part of the conversation has been repeated for several days now.
Vatino is always interested in how his wife, who has tasted the flavor of a large dick, behaves, and he has a habit of trying to confirm what happened out of his sight.
He always asks me to tell him honestly.
I respond truthfully, "There was no affair sex training today."
Vatino, who had been tense, sighs deeply in relief, confirming his trust in his wife.
His words, "It's fine as it is," carry two hidden meanings.
The first meaning is his desire to trust his wife as she is now, and the second is his inner desire to see his wife corrupted by lewd sex in the arms of a good-for-nothing punk.
The latter is a desire that will destroy Vatino himself.
He's clearly waiting for me to lay a hand on Verdia.
"I don't understand."
He relishes watching his own woman get taken.
Even I, a connoisseur of other men's women, would be considered a pervert wherever I go, but right now, I think this deep down:
"I'm so glad I met you as soon as I arrived here, Lord Vatino."
"I'm sure you are. You must have learned by now what kind of place this world is."
Otherworlders who haven't been trained are D-rank slaves.
To become C-rank, you must accept your status as a slave.
What kind of treatment do D-rank slaves receive?
I've heard some truly disturbing things.
"I will continue to devote myself to you, Lord Vatino."
"That's a good attitude. I wish Fiona would also see your good points."
"Fiona...."
Is he talking about that leggings girl who always glares at me resentfully next to Verdia?
"Women who see my good points can't wait to die for me."
"Fiona has admired Verdia since she was young. I told her to get along with you, but it seems she has no intention of doing so."
"What's the problem? The madam likes my dick."
"...".
Our eyes met.
The rude sexual harassment towards the madam that came out of my mouth was nothing more than a snack for Vatino to chew on for a long time.
We seemed like friends who got along well.
"Do you think you could have your way with Fiona too?"
What's going on?
"I think it would be difficult unless I force her."
I answered honestly.
It was essentially the same as forcing Verdia, but thanks to her docile personality, it ended without either of us getting hurt. Fiona, on the other hand, will never open her heart to me, even if she dies.
She's also in great physical shape, making it challenging to restrain her.
"Is there something you're worried about?"
After finishing my thoughts, I decided to probe Vatino's mind.
I wanted to know why he thought I should lay a hand on Fiona.
"A distinguished guest will be visiting the Chartreuse main castle soon, and I want things to go quietly during that time."
"Then wouldn't it be better to just hide?"
If I'm messing around with women, it'll stand out.
"My wife is close to her. It's likely she'll mention you when I'm not around.
It would be better to formally introduce you. She dislikes otherworlders. She wouldn't actively be suspicious, but if a small opportunity arises, the situation could change at any time."
"Is the guest someone from another noble family?"
Vatino nodded.
"It must be unfamiliar to you. In this city, there's a saying that crows watch over everything.
It refers to the Raven family that rules the Devil District. Lady Raven is the head of the family, acting in place of her deceased husband, and her abilities are unquestioned."
"What kind of person is Mrs. Raven?"
Vatino burst out laughing, as if he had noticed my interest.
"You're showing interest in another woman so soon after meeting Verdia? And a widow who lost her husband only a year ago at that."
"I apologize. It's just who I am."
"You have good instincts. Verdia is without a doubt the most beautiful woman in the world, but...ahem. Mrs. Raven has inspired many artists."
She's been the inspiration for artists?
It took me a while to understand what kind of evaluation that was.
"Is she pretty?"
I asked directly.
"She's beautiful. And a very scary woman. Just standing in front of her makes my knees weak."
This time, is it a noble, high-handed madam?
I swallowed hard.
"Forget what I said earlier. Fiona is emotional, but she's not a child. I believe she won't do anything to cause me trouble.
Could you stay in your room while Mrs. Raven is at the castle?"
"Did you want to see it?"
"Hmm?"
"Her, who's like an adopted daughter who grew up in the Chartreuse family, getting fucked by me."
Vatino gave a bitter smile.
"I can't pretend with you anymore."
"I know your tastes well, Lord."
"Do you think I'm crazy?"
"I, who love to steal people who are already in love and in a relationship with my dick, how could I judge others?"
"Hahaha!"
I clinked glasses with Vatino.
"Our friendship will last a long time."
"I'll ensure the madam never gets bored."
"I want to see Verdia's pretty face get even more ruined. I want to watch her become beautiful with pleasure she's never known before.
But she can't catch Mrs. Raven's eye."
"..."
Vatino looked at me and warned me sternly.
"If you inevitably encounter her, be sparing with your words. Don't look at her carelessly. Don't approach her recklessly.
That's the key to living a long life in this other world."
"I'll keep that in mind."
You started to think that you wanted to meet Ariella...Whoa. That surprised me.
My voice suddenly rang in my head, and I almost dropped the glass in my hand.
If I stay quiet, it will pass, but my monologue seems to want me to lay eyes on Ariella.
"Maybe it's the voice of my heart."
The sight of a noblewoman comparable to Verdia, perhaps even more alluring, was unmistakable.
The thought of showing off my honed skills made my waist itch.
'No.'
I have to listen.
What's more precious than my life?
I returned to my room, sat cross-legged naked, and took deep breaths.
'If I could just calm my mind with my usual gratitude, fuck…'
The absence of Elizabeth is palpable tonight.
I need to be clear.
I must heed Vatino's advice and stay as still as a corpse until the guest leaves the Chartreuse main castle.
This time, I'm not going to let my monologue distract me.
Self-isolation begins.
I'm good at entertaining myself, so I focused on bodyweight exercises.
"I can't go out. I can't go out.
The bathroom and shower are in the room, and the maids bring me food.
I've never lived a life like this in the modern world, where I don't have to worry about rent or living expenses.
To maintain this life, it's essential to avoid any destructive habits.
"It's fine. I can control myself.'
One reckless act is enough.
I've thought long and hard, and I've come to the conclusion that there's nothing that would make me leave this room.
Fiona?
She can't control her expression when she sees me, and she looks at me like a bug. There's no way she would come to my personal space where I'm sweating and exercising.
The likelihood is slim.
"398... 399...
I focus intently on my push-ups.
Today's abstinence will lead to a pleasant creampie.
Fortunately, nothing happened for two days.
"It's noisy outside. Did a guest come to the castle?"
I asked the maid who brought my breakfast, curious about the recent situation.
"Yes. Mrs. Raven visited the Chartreuse main castle yesterday around 3 pm."
"I heard Mrs. Raven is so beautiful."
The maid stared at me intently.
"Understand this: I can't discuss it."
"I'm not talking about it."
Tsk.
If she were a man, I would have had a heart-to-heart talk.
After finishing my meal, I focused on bodyweight exercises again.
As my abstinence period lengthened, my erection became so pronounced that it felt like my balls were boiling. However, I'm not a beast who would run outside like a madman and pounce on a woman.
Knock, knock.
That night, someone knocked on my door.
It's Vatino. He hadn't called recently, but he was clearly worried about his wife's infidelity.
"I'd be worried too."
If I imagined that I had a good time with Verdia during this time when an important guest was visiting, it would be even more shocking because it would be unexpected.
I'm sorry to disappoint Vatino, but I've been avoiding "potentially dangerous" situations by self-isolating.
I need to let him know that.
I open the door wide.
"Ah..."
Verdia flinched slightly, as if she hadn't expected the door to open so forcefully.
Verdia?
Verdia came to see me? She knocked on my door?
My mind went blank for a moment.
Boobs filling my vision!
All I saw was a pair of breasts that blatantly revealed her cleavage.
Then Verdia's shy face came into view, and I realized that she had walked all the way here from the couple's bedroom, wearing only a negligee and a light coat.
She was clearly avoiding the guards' eyes.
"Ah..."
I blinked, dumbfounded, and only managed to let out a single syllable.
This was an unexpected situation.
An unforeseen event.
She had acted like a kind and pure wife out of consideration for her husband, yet now she had come knocking on my door in heat.
I felt dizzy, as if I would faint from the scent of soap from the first night that permeated my nostrils.
Verdia shyly clasped her fingers together, rubbed her thighs, and watched my reaction.
"Can I come in?"
No. It's clear that having sex with Verdia would disrupt the perfect isolation.
The consequences of that interaction are unknown, but they could be severe.
I must refuse.
"Trainer...♥"
Verdia acts cute with a nasal voice.
This alluring mom is testing me.
Her large breasts catch my eye again. I want to wrap my arms around her slender waist, accentuate her boobs and well-developed pelvis, go to the bed, and...
But I won't. Ugh!
Verdia is waiting for you to do something. How can I resist Verdia, who came for pussy pounding?
I grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the room.
"Kya..."
Verdia let out a deliberate moan and entered the room as if she couldn't resist.