Translated by SoundDestiny Edited by SoundDestiny
I’m not Cheating
I looked into Kurosawa-san’s face, who was sleeping quietly in my arms.
Perhaps reassured that she would not be killed, she was now sleeping with a peaceful, smiling face.
After one long, long sex, we embraced each other like lovers.
When I embraced her delicate body with my disordered breathing, she looked as if she had melted into a prodigal, and she lovingly repeated kisses on my chest.
I love you, I love you, I love you so muchā™”.
I felt as if I could hear her sweet voice between the kisses like a little bird pecking.
As the love overflows and my arms get stronger, she lets out a [It hurts, Kijima-kun….] and I can no longer hold back and kiss her.
I kept holding her until she fell asleep.
I kind of felt …… happy. Someone likes me. I was even surprised at how fulfilling it is to be loved by someone. When I thought that I had made this beautiful girl mine, I felt an inexpressible sense of superiority spreading deep in my chest.
But…
ā€œUgh….. What’s wrong with this, Devi?ā€
That was Lili’s first words when she appeared in mid-air. She twisted her head doubtfully.
ā€œWhat’s wrong?ā€
ā€œNormally, Kurosawa-chan could have fallen completely, Devi…..ā€
I didn’t understand what Lili was saying.
ā€œShe’s fallen right.ā€
ā€œDid you hear the level up, Devi?ā€
I gasp.
That means…… her condition is still 怎Submissive怏.
ā€œIt means she’s just pretending to like me……?ā€
My elated feelings quickly cool down. I felt as if my fingertips were getting colder and colder.
But Lili shakes her head.
ā€œThat’s not true, Devi. I’ve been monitoring Kurosawa-chan’s mental state, Devi. She is definitely starting to like FumiFumi, Devi. However, when you are only pretending to like her, Kurosawa-chan herself may think so too, Devi…….ā€
ā€œThen why?ā€
ā€œConceivably, she likes FumiFumi, but she’s still in a state……where she can’t compare with her boyfriend, Devi. But it’s hard to imagine that she can stay still after having her body corrupted so much, Deviā€
As we were talking about this, Kurosawa-san woke up and sleepily rubbed his eyelids.
ā€œUu……mm, Kijima-kun. What …… happened?ā€
Kurosawa-san woke up and rubbed her eyelids sleepily.
Lili hurriedly touched her forehead with her finger.
Then she stopped rubbing her eyelids and stopped moving.
ā€œPhew…… that was close, Devi. If she hears our talking, the suggestion will be brokenā€
That would be true. If she knows that her romantic feelings are induced, she is bound to turn into reverse with a sudden rebellion and disgust.
ā€œI’ve pinned her soul for now, Devi. Tomorrow….I mean, today. It’s Kurosawa-chan’s reward time, Devi. And I’m going to have Lili’s servant, who takes care of Kurosawa-chan, try to find out what’s going on, Deviā€
ā€œUn-nn. Please doā€
I felt as if I had been thrown cold water over my high spirits. But the way she was kissing my chest, I couldn’t believe she was lying.
Maybe something is still missing.
ā€œWell then, FumiFumi too, go back to your room and sleep Devi. You hardly slept right?怀No matter how many nutritional drinks you drink, too much recklessness is not good, Devi.ā€
ā€œYeah …… that’s true.ā€
I steal a glance at Kurosawa-san, who has stopped in a pose of rubbing his eyelids, and I get off the bed. Then I gathered up the clothes I had left undressed on the floor and left the room.
ƗƗƗ
ā€œUuu……. Huh? Kijima-kun?ā€
I was in a hazy state of consciousness, moving my hands in search of him, who should be sleeping next to me. But my hand only felt the air in vain. I can’t feel the warmth that should have been there when I fell asleep yesterday. I feel lonely.
Rubbing my heavy eyelids, I woke myself up, looked around and breathed a sigh of relief.
Aaa, this room. This room, like a hotel suite.
Once again, when I touch the place where I am sleeping, the feeling is completely different from the hard bed I fell asleep in yesterday.
It’s soft and fluffy. The sheets that touch my skin also smelled brand new and fresh.
If I look down at my own body,I can see that I am wearing a light blue negligee, even though I should have slept naked, still tired after the act. It is a little shorter than the previous one, and the silhouette of the shoulders is straight. The cuffs are also seven inch long.
ā€œAre you awake, Misuzu–ojousama.ā€
When I turned my eyes towards the voice, there stood the familiar silver-haired maid.
ā€œā€¦ā€¦Freesia-sanā€
ā€œYes?ā€
ā€œI have one question for you…….ā€
ā€œWhat is it, Ojousama?ā€
ā€œWhat’s the deal with the micro-bikini?ā€
I think it’s my fault that I didn’t check what I was wearing, but I think this was a terrible thing to do. I don’t care how you look at it, I look like a lascivious woman.
ā€œI think FumiFumi-sama would have been pleased.ā€
ā€œThat’s not the point!ā€
ā€œThen, would you have preferred a beige old lady girdle with no sex appeal at all?ā€
ā€œThat’s too extreme, isn’t it?ā€
ā€œBut if you were going to seduce FumiFumi-sama, then a micro-bikini would have been the best choiceā€
ā€œI don’t think there is any situation in the world where a micro bikini would be the best choiceā€¦ā€¦ā€
ā€œThat was the result of a detailed analysis of FumiFumi-sama’s internet browsing history from his computer, and I decided that this was the best choice.ā€
ā€œDo you know the word ā€œprivacyā€?ā€
ā€œI’ve never had it beforeā€
I involuntarily held my head. It is wrong to be angry about this. It’s just the other person’s problem. I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I can’t do it anymore.
ā€œWell…… does that mean Kijima-kun likes that kind of thing?ā€
ā€œFumiFumi-sama’s sexual preference is sexy lingerie rather than cosplay or bare. If so, I thought you should try the two extremes of sexy lingerie in terms of fabric areaā€
ā€œI’ve tried the one with the least amount of fabric….Then, what’s the one with the most fabric?ā€
ā€œYes. The other one is a gothic lolita type full of frills, with holes only in the nipples and private partā€
ā€œAm I a pervert!?ā€
ā€œIn the first place, sexy lingerie is usually reserved for perverts or frustrated ladiesā€
I had a headache.
怌Anyway, next time just go for normal怍
Then Freesia’s shoulders slumped blatantly.
ā€œI’m sorry to hear that ……. It seems that FumiFumi–sama has a rather light S tendency, so I was thinking that the next step would be to go for a gothic-lolita style and move towards maid outfitsā€
ā€˜I know what she means by light S tendency…… But’
I can feel my cheeks heating up as I think about last night.
ā€˜ā€¦ā€¦It was amazing.’
I was stopped several times along the way, and because of that, I was engulfed in so much pleasure that I felt like I was going crazy at the end.
ā€œYou know……Freesia-san. I think Kijima-kun might like me after all.ā€
ā€œI’ve been saying that since the beginning. I told you that he love you, didn’t I?ā€
ā€œYes, there……that too, but…….I mean, how many times do I have to tell him that I love him or that I belong to Kijima-kun?ā€
Freesia-san’s eyes are smiling at me as I blush.
ā€œFumiFumi–sama is hungry to be loved. If Misuzu–Ojousama responds to that, he will cherish you like a jewel. It won’t be long before you will be freed….ā€
ā€œIs that true……?ā€
ā€œYes, I’m sureā€
ā€œā€¦ā€¦Uuu, I don’t hate Kijima-kun. ……But that’s still a problem. I have a boyfriend named Jun-kunā€
Then Freesia–san tilted her head suspiciously.
ā€œJun-kun is also good at sex?ā€
ā€œWha! Why do you say that!ā€
ā€œMisuzu-ojousama, have you ever wondered what humans are born for?ā€
ā€œSuddenly the story gets bigger!?ā€
ā€œNeedless to say. It is to give birth to children and pass on life to the next generation. Therefore, sex feels good because it naturally leads to the act of reproductionā€
There, Freesia–san took a breath.
ā€œIn other words, for human beings, everything else is just an extra, except sex. To talk about sex is to talk about human beings.ā€
ā€œThat’s too extreme!ā€
ā€œSo how is it……?怀What do you think, Is Jun-kun sex better than FumiFumi-sama’s?ā€
ā€œWhy are you sniggering so hard…..I don’t know.ā€
ā€œYou don’t know?ā€
ā€œBecause….. we’ve only had sex once. It was the first time for both of us, and when he….. inserted it, it was over…..quickly.ā€
ā€œHaa?ā€
ā€œBut! When Jun-kun gets used to doing it, I’m sure he’ll be able to do it just as wonderfully as Kijima-kunā€
Freesia-san then looked at me rather coldly and said.
ā€œā€¦..you’re a pain in the ass.ā€
ā€œHaa……?!ā€
ā€œNo, it’s nothing…..Ojousama. You can think what you want, but you must not say it out loud, because if FumiFumi-sama hears it, he will certainly be disappointed. And you won’t be able to complain since you’ll instantly be killed offā€
ā€œUuu…… I know that, I know that. It’s not that I don’t like Kijima-kun…. but I don’t hate him anymoreā€¦ā€¦ā€
ā€œFumiFumi–sama certainly loves Ojousama. But your position is so precarious that it can be turned upside down by a single misspoken word. You have declared that you love him and that you’re FumiFumi–sama’s woman, haven’t you? Then you should consider that you love FumiFumi–sama the most as your lover, at least until you are releasedā€
ā€œI know, I know. I know that!ā€
I’m flapping my arms and legs. Ah, I don’t want to talk about this anymore. It’s hard, it’s hard. I don’t understand it either!
ā€œI’d rather have breakfast. I want pancakes. With lots of butter and maple syrup, and milk tea!ā€
Freesia-san said with a big sigh.
ā€œI knew you would say that, so I’ve already prepared itā€
I looked at the table, where dozens of pancakes were piled up on a plate.
There was a picture on the table that looked like the last page of an old picture book about a tiger that turns into butter.
ā€œThen how many dozens shall we start with?ā€
ā€œThe digits are wrong!?ā€
ā€œYou have to eat a lot of food to keep yourself nourished, otherwise you won’t be able to take care of FumiFumi–samaā€
ā€œUuu……it might be rightā€
I got out of bed and walked over to the table.
Still, my feelings are still messed up.
I think I like Kijima-kun……but I have to do it to escape from here.
With that, I gently touch the pendant top on my chest.
ā€˜I’m not cheating on you, Jun-kun. This is for me to go back to you.’
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