Chapter 9.1

Gilbert-sama’s fingertips moved very gracefully, contrary to the barbaric way he portrayed himself.

Instantly, a gaping black hole appeared on the floor at my feet and I fell into the pitch-black hole.

I heard Astaroth’s words which were not only completely devoid of emotion but even sounded amused saying,

“Young lord, what are you doing to Maiden!”

Gilbert-sama was smirking and waving his hand with a nasty smile.

He must be having fun.

I, a beautiful, fragile, and perfect beauty, have distorted the propensity of the prince of the demon tribe, who has been protecting his pure body for 200 years without communicating with anyone.

I must take full responsibility. I should show you a dainty girl who is frightened and bewildered by the situation…

I have to take responsibility for letting my new proclivities bloom. Because it is my deep bosom to respond to sadistic love…

As I am accustomed to being suddenly thrown into a new place, being dropped into a hole is not so surprising to me. But since I was going to look frightened, I let out a small scream and pretended to be scared.

The sight of my beautiful and pretty frightened appearance must have been a turn-on for Gilberto-sama.

Sure enough, Gilberto-sama did not avert his eyes from me until the end.

It must have taken a lot of courage to break up his 200 years of stubbornness, but I hope he will come to his senses soon.

The truth is that he will finally fall in love with me, the perfect beautiful girl.

“Not in an instant, is it?”

I muttered quietly as Gilbert-sama disappeared from sight.

So far the scenery had changed in the blink of an eye, but this time I had the sensation that I was falling properly.

My skirt is billowing and my legs are bare. I fell slowly through the strange landscape of squishy, distorted stone walls and floors.

Then, as if spat out of the mouth of a huge beast, I was dropped into a small, undistorted, square room.

It was a simple unadorned bed. The bed, which cushioned my shock as I fell on top of it with a plop, was surprisingly soft for its simplicity and looked clean in the dirty building.

After a little delay, my luggage fell next to me.

The room has one bed and one closet. There were no windows, and the tetrahedrons that lined the walls cast a pale light that dimly illuminated the room.

The room was so small that I felt suffocated because my own room at the duke’s house was spacious.

Gilbert-sama must have a special taste for locking up beautiful girls in such a small room.

It can’t be helped, since everyone’s taste is different. At least, the bed is clean, so that’s alright.

I was a little tired anyway, so I decided to take a rest on the bed.

I removed the fluffy shawl that Clive had draped over me, took off my boots, and removed my silk socks to make myself more comfortable. It would be great if I could take off my clothes as well, but I decided not to do that since it was just a short rest.

I lay down on the bed with the surprisingly soft white sheets and stretched out.

“Lydith, you pretended not to notice when I called to you so many times.”

As soon as I closed my eyes, a relatively loud voice resounded in the room and I frowned.

Even the most forgiving of me would be annoyed at having my precious rest time interrupted.

When I move, I move; when I rest, I rest. Without this, a person’s ability will only decline. I know very little about the results of moving around with a tired body.　Sometimes our new servants, who misunderstood me, try to show their desperation to be liked by me, saying things like, “I will work without sleep for the sake of my lady.”

While I find that endearing, they are making a fundamental mistake, and I do instruct them properly.

I tell them that it is wiser to work as long and as much as they need to work, and that working for other than what they need to do is a sign of inadequate ability, and that if they are not capable, they should decide for themselves how much work to do.

I tried to pretend that I couldn’t hear it, but the owner of the voice called out to me enthusiastically over and over again, so I had no choice but to open my eyes.

A semi-transparent boy dressed in an article of pure white clothing can be seen floating in the small room.

I decided to pretend I had not seen him.

It must have been that he finally overflowed with love for me and couldn’t stop himself from coming to the bedroom of a maiden at night.

I am a maiden, he should know the proper distance and moderation.

“Lydith, don’t go to bed, Lydith, you told me not to summon you, so I came.

“If you want to touch me so badly, I’ll only allow you the tips of my toes.”

“Wait a minute, don’t you treat me worse than your fingertips? And no, I don’t want to touch you. I certainly don’t want to touch you”

“You don’t have to say it twice so desperately, I can hear you.”

I was taken aback because I could see through the desperation that was smoldering deep inside of me. It would be easier if I were honest with myself.

“So, what brings you to a maiden’s bedroom, Kami-sama?”

I couldn’t just keep lying on the bed, so I had no choice but to get up. I had to show my bare feet on the bed, a fascinating and rare mixture of innocence and sexuality, so his business had to be important enough to merit it.

It would take away my rest time.

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