Chapter 84: The Sacred Day Of Lady Elise (5)

Chapter 84: The Sacred Day Of Lady Elise (5)

“Evelyn, Estelle.”

“Hmph! You finally arrived.”

“...Welcome. Ian.”

While I was away, it seemed they had drunk some wine, as both of their faces were slightly flushed.

“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t drink much?”

“Not much? Around three glasses? Hey, you know how many guys hit on us while you were gone?”

“...What? Who?”

At Evelyn’s words, I looked around us.

“Hehe! Look at those puppy eyes... Just have a drink!”

“...Here, Ian.”

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“Oh, thanks. Estelle.”

As I took the wine Estelle handed me, Evelyn smiled broadly and said,

“Then! To the holy day of Lady Elise!”

“To the day!”

“...To the day.”

Clink-!!

With the toast, Evelyn quickly emptied her glass, and surprisingly, Estelle was also good at drinking.

She didn’t gulp it down in one go like Evelyn, but she didn’t stop sipping either.

“...This is good.”

The alcohol provided at the holy feast had a low alcohol content of around 1%, but it was quite nice.

For reference, I learned to drink when staying with the Marigold family, practicing with the head of the family.

“Ian, a man should be good at drinking... definitely better than a woman...”

“Why is that?”

“...Just be good at it.”

Looking at Evelyn reminded me of the lord of her house, who would gaze out the window with a distant look in his eyes.

“Yum-!”

Then, Evelyn put a cherry in her mouth without removing the stem.

“...Are you drunk?”

“Quiet... Just watch....”

Munch- Munch-

After grimacing for a while as she chewed, Evelyn showed me a clumsily tied cherry stem.

“Ta-da!! Hey, you know what they say? A person who can tie a cherry stem with their tongue is good at kissing~”

“Really. That’s impressive.”

“Right~? The guy who gets to kiss me is lucky. Hehe!”

Knowing what a kiss with me meant to Evelyn made me feel bitter.

“...Yum.”

Then, Estelle, seemingly interested, put a cherry with the stem into her mouth as well...

Gulp- Ah- Uh-

“...Is this how you do it?”

In less than 5 seconds, unlike Evelyn’s clumsy attempt, a perfectly tied cherry stem appeared.

“....”

“....”

My mouth went dry.

I had sworn not to think of Estelle in that way!!

─Gulp.

Fortunately, even Evelyn seemed to find Estelle’s performance provocative, as I heard her swallow her saliva.

“...Sorry... Did I do something wrong?”

Then, Estelle looked down with a gloomy expression.

“No, no!! It’s just that you were so good, it surprised me...”

“Ye-yeah... Estelle, you’re amazing.”

“...Ah, yeah... thanks.”

Seeing Estelle blush made me keep thinking about the scene from a moment ago.

“Hey, Ian, you should try it too.”

“Me? No, I’m good. What’s the point...”

“...Not going to do it?”

They both seemed to be eagerly anticipating it.

‘Can I do it well?’

I did take a cherry, but the thought of actually doing it felt embarrassing...

“Ah, look at the time. I should go check on the guidance office.”

Laplace shivered at the sound of the office door locking.

In the past, that sound would evoke both fear and pleasure, but now, only one emotion prevailed.

-Moved-

In this world, she alone had the privilege of monopolizing the time of the ‘Great Ruler’.

Swoosh- Smack-

Laplace naturally knelt down, joyfully pressing her lips against Ian’s shoes.

“...Thank you, Lord Ian, for taking the time to come here for someone like me, a mere onahole*.”

She never dared to ask when or where she could meet him.

For an onahole to initiate conversation with the Ruler was overstepping.

Above all, Lord Ian, the owner of ‘Omniscience’, would surely read her thoughts too easily.

Wasn’t he naturally expecting her to come and was already in the guidance office?

...If they hadn’t met today, it would mean that the Ruler didn’t need chocolates from an onahole like her.

“Get up. I told you, you don’t have to do this anymore.”

“ So...sorry!...This stupid onahole...doesn’t know...how to express...gratitude...in any other...way...“

“Why? Today, there’s a good way to express it.”

“...Ah!!”

She had harbored a bit of hope the moment she saw the Ruler in the guidance office, but she never expected him to say it directly!!

“Yes...only...for Lord Ian... I’ve put ‘something special’ in it...”

Lord Ian obviously knew what the ‘something special’ was, so she didn’t explain it.

Swoosh-

“Ah...Ah!!...Thank you for accepting...this onahole’s chocolate....”

“Good, well done. Is there anything you’d want your master to do for you? I don’t have much time, so make it quick.”

The Ruler, having placed the chocolates in his pocket, softly smiled.

She was so moved that just recalling this moment could sustain her for years.

‘As expected...such a kind person...’

Without saying, he knew what she wanted and still allowed an onahole to speak.

“...Ah..!...Uh...!...Then...”

Swoosh-

She lifted my uniform top and begged Lord Ian.

“...Please...punish...this...negligent...onahole...for...not...properly...maintaining...herself...”

“.....”

Pwack-!

“──Kkhuueeuuuuh!?!♥♥”

Below the navel, 3.8cm.

The Ruler’s personal punching bag.

She immediately reached ‘abdominal climax’ from the Ruler’s punch, which showed no mercy.

‘Ohh!♥..This...this is...so, so hot!♥...Kkhhik!!♥’

No matter how much she tried to imitate the punch on my own, her strength would fade at the last moment.

Using tools to hit herself hard wasn’t an option either, as the womb that might someday carry the Ruler’s child could be damaged.

It’s not right.

Every hair, drop of blood, piece of flesh, and bone of hers must be used for the Ruler.

It was unthinkable to damage her body just for her pleasure.

Therefore...

Only the Ruler, the owner of the ‘Omniscience’, could deliver the ‘perfect abdominal punch’ that maximizes pleasure without harming the womb.

“Kkuk!...♥Th, thank you so much!...♥Huuuuh!!...Ha...Hauh!♥”

Clenching her stomach, climaxing from the sensation rising from my womb, she saw the Ruler’s excitement beneath his pants.

“He...Heuk..♥...Lord Ian?...Will...will you use...the onahole♥?”

“.......No, I have plans with Evelyn now. I’ll use you later.”

“Ah...I understand....”

“Alright, onahole, I’ll enjoy this.”

“...Yes...Lord Ian...thank you...”

Click-

As Ian left the office, Laplace, left alone, gradually turned cold.

‘...What’s this?’

Whether used or not.

An onahole like her just needs to follow the Ruler’s will...

‘....’

Laplace Mapleflower frowned, feeling an indescribable emotion boiling inside.