What time is it? It's still dark outside the window, and the moonlight is reaching me through the curtains, so it must be nighttime.
It has been a while since I stopped caring about the time. I kept kissing and caressing Mashiro's body with my tongue as if I was marking it.
Not only on her lips and breasts, but also on her neck, collarbone, stomach, and inner thighs. At first, I was hesitant to do this to Mashiro's beautiful body, but once I started, that feeling quickly disappeared.
Above all, Mashiro's reactions and moans were different from usual, and were so sweet that it was as if honey had been poured directly into her brain, and before I knew it, I couldn't stop myself.
And now I kept licking Mashiro's precious spot.
"... No, it's dirty... nhh, ah."
"It's not dirty. It's washed properly."
"That's... nhh, kuh... ah, ah, but..."
Unlike Lady Ritia, Mashiro's have a hair down there, and it was well-shaped, as though she took care of it on a regular basis.
When I pushed it open with my tongue, her love juices slowly overflowed from her vagina, which opened and closed according to Mashiro's breathing.
Furthermore, her clitoris, which was slightly above the crack, was wet with my saliva and Mashiro's love juice.
Mashiro, who is not happy with the continued caresses to her secret place, clutches my hair with both hands and tries her best to push back, but her strength is unreliable because she had been cumming lightly and repeatedly just a few minutes ago.
"I told you, right? Even if Mashiro says she doesn't want to, I won't stop."
"You said... ah, but... there's a limit... ah."
The love juices that flowed out of her vagina as if the cork had been pulled out, were stopped by inserting the tip of my tongue.
Mashiro's vagina tightened up and showed a movement to invite the tip of MY tongue to go deeper, as if it was mistaken for something.
I sucked out Mashiro's love juice, and Mashiro tried to pull me off her with her face turning bright red with shame.
"Wow, it just keeps coming out."
"D-don't say it..."
Wiping my wet mouth, I let the fingers of my right hand sucked by her vagina instead of my tongue this time.
"Ah... deep..."
However, Mashiro, being a virgin, feels the length of the finger that came in and moves herself upward, letting her body escape so that it can only touch the entrance area.
"Don't worry....... I won't get Mashiro's first time like this."
I reassured Mashiro and moves my finger from the entrance to the back.
But she crossed her arms in front of her face and mumbled in a muffled voice, "I told you, not now......" and accepted my finger as I told her to do. I don't want to ask her what's wrong with her right now, so I'll leave it alone.
I traced the ceiling part of her vagina with my finger, moving it back and forth, occasionally bending it to push a little bit on the underside of her stomach.
"Nhh... fuu, haa... nhh..."
Mashiro also does not say it out loud, but her body is twitching and shaking slightly, as if the movement of my finger feels good.
Moreover, and this is probably unconscious, but it is cute that she is moving her hips around so that the inserted finger hits the place where it feels more pleasurable.
It's time to go.
The darkened room is reasonably spacious, but the smell of the female emanating from Mashiro's body fills the room, and I think my son is erect beyond its limit.
Above all, the sight of Mashiro's lust-stained body below me makes me want to get inside her as soon as possible.
Mashiro wonders why I have stopped moving, and opens her eyes, which had been closed earlier after taking the pleasure, and looks at me.
"Haa... haa..."
I wonder which one of us is the one whose breath echoes faintly in the quiet room.
I take off everything I was wearing and once again settle on top of Mashiro.
"It's so big. At least bigger than when we were kids."
"How can I be the same as I was then? If I were, I wouldn't have been chosen as a stallion."
"Y-yeah."
It is surprisingly nerve-wracking to have nothing to hide from each other anymore.
I was about to say something I didn't need to say, but Mashiro was looking at my son, who was in full-on battle mode, and seemed somewhat unaware of what was going on.
I grab both of Mashiro's knees and slowly open them from side to side.
As I move through the open space and lean in closer, the tip of my son touches the petal that protrudes slightly from Mashiro's secret place.
"Ah."
Even though it was just a light touch, I felt a tingling sensation running from my waist to my back.
I was filled with a mixture of joy and anticipation from the bottom of my heart, knowing that I would soon be able to enter this place.
And Mashiro was the same way, pulling her chin back and watching my every move, waiting patiently for what was to come, her face coated with burning lust.
"... I'll put it in."
"……Yes."
I put my hand on my son and touches the wet vagina, pushing open the petal whose tip protrudes a bit limply.
The glans follows, pushing the white crack open, and at the same time the sound of the liquid crushing the glans reaches my ears.
"Ah."
Her wet vagina accepted the glans without much resistance, and it slowly slid under my weight, easily taking more than half of the rod in its mouth.
Soon after, I heard an obscene sound coming from the joint, and the tip of my son felt a definite sensation.
"..."
"..."
We look at each other and then silence lies in the air.
That is, in a way, me and Mashiro are not allowed to have sex until I have a regular wife. It was a sign that we had both been strictly ordered to do so, and had protected it until now, and where I wondered when I would be able to take it away...... her hymen.
"Here we go."
"Nhh, okay."
But finally today, with that rule, I will break it here.
Even with the love juice, there is resistance only there, and Mashiro's face contorts in pain as I push my hips forward.
But I didn't stop. I told her that I can't stop today, and I don't intend to stop. But to at least ease the pain, I press my lips against Mashiro's, her plump, sweat-soaked twin hills, and put all my strength into one last push.
And……
"Aah!"
My son felt the deflowering, and the force that had been trying to push back the foreign object was suddenly lost, and my and Mashiro's hips collided with each other.
"......Are you okay?"
"Y-yeah... it's okay"
When I glanced at the join, I saw a faint trickle of light-colored blood on the white bedsheets.
"Are you in pain?"
"It hurts a little, but not as much as I thought it would, and I'm fine."
Perhaps because of the preparations I put the most effort into in advance, Mashiro said so and put her hands behind my neck and hugged me tightly.
"Finally......"
"Finally."
I responded by holding Mashiro, being careful not to crush her as she lay under my body.
"You know..."
"Yes?"
"Actually, I was worried."
"...What?"
Mashiro's words, whispered in my ear, prompted me to raise my upper body and continue.
"I can't do it until you get a wife, but you're doing it with the main family's daughter, right?"
"Y-yeah."
To be honest, it was a bit of a guess, but it seems that Mashiro was harboring some dark feelings. But still, when she told me to my face that I was having sex with another woman, I felt as if my heart had been grabbed tight.
I was aware of a cold sweat forming on my back as I stared at Mashiro, who was connected to me.
"I'm a little disgusted by that, and I'm also a little disgusted that I'm now jealous because of it."
"……Mashiro."
"I'm not sure if I'll still like you as much as I do now if I continue to feel that way. I thought. But I don't like myself for thinking about it again, so I'm already afraid."
"..."
It's normal to be jealous when you don't like to see someone you like being intimate with another woman. It is a feeling that Mashiro, who is from a commoner's background, naturally knew, and it is a problem that does not need to be suppressed.
However, Mashiro's awareness of her jealousy has made her feel disgusted with herself, and she has been holding on to feelings that have no place to go.
"But I found out today, I understand. I probably won't be able to hate you. I can love you forever."
When Mashiro smiled at me, I turned my face away in embarrassment and suddenly found myself smiling a little.
I'm glad that she, who usually has the qualities of a dignified older sister, felt that she could manage her unmanageable emotions with me, or that she was relying on me, even if she may not be aware of it.
"Thank you."
I covered my mouth with my hand so that Mashiro did not realize it and muttered to myself.
Mashiro's expression turns somewhat bright, as if she has let out something that had been ranting deep down inside her. At the same time, the force that was tightening my son, which had been kept inserted, changed to a moderate one.
"...Nhh."
I look at Mashiro's face, trying to calm down my troubled mind at her glamorous sigh.
"Are you getting used to it?"
I moved my hips back and forth slightly. Just by doing that, I feel a thrilling sensation running down my back.
My son, which had taken no action while listening to Mashiro's story, was already dripping with a little pre-cum from the constant stirring of the walls of her vagina.
"Yeah. I'm fine."
"Then I'll move, okay?"
I declared that and tightens my grip on Mashiro's hand.
Smiling softly, Mashiro grabs my hand, which she holds so that we intertwine our fingers and toes with each other.
"Nhh... ah, ah... haa."
I hear a gasp from Mashiro's mouth as I began moving with smooth strokes. The gentle expression on her face disappeared at once, and she simply surrendered herself to the pleasure of the thrusts from below.
"You look so cute now, Mashiro."
"Now... ah, that kind of thing, don't say it... nhh..."
What I just said was really just a spontaneous thought that came out of my mouth, but Mashiro flushed and turned away to the side to escape my gaze.
"Because it's really cute."
"Nahh, ah... like I said,... nhh, don't say it... ah, there."
After moving a few times, Mashiro reacts to the place where it happened to rub against, and she screams out.
When I moved it, she wriggled even more prettily.
"Cute, Mashiro."
"~ ~ ~ ~ !"
I whispered three times, and suddenly Mashiro's vagina tightened up.
Mashiro's eyes closed tightly and her body trembled, as if in a light wave of climax.
I stop moving accordingly and squeeze Mashiro's breasts with one of my hands.
"No... ah, haa... not now... really."
The tip of my finger touched Mashiro's nipple. The unpigmented, pale pink little nipples and the little bump in the middle of them are hard and assertive, and when I play with them with my fingers, the tight vagina contracts even more, sucking on my son in all directions.
"I... this is bad."
I can't get any information from those words, but I don't care, I resume the movement of my hips.
This time, I pull out until I feel like It's going to accidentally come out, and then I take my time and insert myself deep inside her.
"Ah... ah! nhh... ah, no... I'll cum again."
Mashiro, still jittery from the climax that was about to come again and still shaking from the previous pleasure, mumbled something like a whimper.
The sight of Mashiro was so different from her usual appearance that it unintentionally disturbed the pace at which she shook her hips.
"Ah! Ah, ah... ah, ah, ah! Intense..."
Mashiro's face contorts even more in pleasure at the sudden quick thrusts.
Tears were at the corners of her eyes, her beautifully shaped willow eyebrows were loosened sloppily, and the tip of her vivid red tongue was peeking out from her half-opened cherry-red lips.
"Nhh, chu, chupu... chu, chu... nchu, chu."
I put my own lips on Mashiro's lips and put my tongue in her mouth in search of her peeking tongue.
While kissing, I also moved my hips, and before I knew it, the hand that was squeezing her breast was in a position like holding Mashiro's head in my arms.
When I put all my strength into not letting go until the sex was over...... or even if it was over, my son, who was moving up and down inside her vagina, hit something.
Not only that. When it stopped, from my son's tip to about halfway up the glans, it sucked, and the walls of Mashiro's vagina wriggled in a way that was unthinkable from the movement it had been making.
"...Hey, don't tell me"
Before I could say anything else, Mashiro first controls the words. But I felt that the involuntary wiggling of her hips really said it all.
The male inside me was stimulated by that, and I resumed pumping, thrusting deep inside her.
"If you get pregnant, I won't let anyone complain."
"Idiot……"
"I will take responsibility."
I changed the thrust to a light one on the descending womb with the tip of my son, and continued.
The change on the thrust also brought us into a position where our sweat-soaked bodies were in close contact with each other.
When we rocked our bodies, the slippery sensation was pleasant.
The most important thing is that between our bodies, there is a pair of crushed white breasts, and every time we move, I can feel her breasts swaying.
Whenever we slammed our hips against each other, her love juices splashed from the joint, and our pubic hair was sticky and wet. I feel no discomfort, in fact, I am even more aroused, and I want to stay connected to each other forever.
But the lust that has been building up around my waist was to the point that it seems to come out on its own if I don't keep it under control.
"……It's fine."
"Eh?"
In the midst of all that, Mashiro whispered in my ear. And she was holding my waist tightly with both feet.
"You can cum inside me like this. I want it...... too."
Mashiro's voice became quieter and quieter as the second half of the act progressed, but I could certainly hear it.
"I understand. But I'm going to make you cum before I do it."
I noticed that Mashiro nodded silently in response to my question.
"Then it's okay, any time you want."
"B-but... nhh, you... still... ahh..."
Mashiro's hug became tighter and tighter, as if to imply that they should be together.
"It's okay. It's time for me to let it out, too."
"Really?"
Instead of saying, "I'm not going to lie at a time like this," I pushed my son to the back, where Mashiro was feeling the most.
"Ah, again... deep... can't, stand it."
"Can you feel the tip getting bigger? It's about time for me too, so don't hold back."
As I pressed the swollen tip of my son against Mashiro's womb, waiting now and then for its ejaculation, I could see Mashiro nodding as I said that.
We continued to move in each other's embrace, and I continued to work on her depths.
The inside of her hot vagina was waiting for that time while contracting violently.
"I can't... anymore..."
"...Okay!"
And finally.
"Nhh, ah, ah, haa... ah, ah... cum, cummiiing!"
With a high-pitched sound, Mashiro's pussy tightened all at once, causing me to shiver violently.
"... kuh... ah..."
As Mashiro climaxed, I unleashed what I had been holding back.
The semen that came out of its mouth, flew out with great vigor, staining the inside of Mashiro's womb white.
"Nhh..."
I pushed my hips in, trying not to let a single drop leak out. The sensation of the glans being sucked into the open womb further stimulated my ejaculation.
"...My belly, warm."
When I had finished ejaculating. Mashiro muttered in my ear in a tired tone.
"Do you still feel that way?"
"I don't know. It's my first time."
"...I'm sorry"
I realize it when I am told. Mashiro was a virgin, so it was only natural that the sensation of being cummed inside her was also new to her.
"But the feeling of a warm and full belly...... it does feel good."
"Heeh."
I honestly marvel at the sensations that men don't understand. At the same time, my son reacted to her earlier comment by increasing its hardness again inside Mashiro's vagina.
"Nhh... don't men become docile when they let it out once?"
"……Depends on the person."
"Is that amazing?"
"N-no, I don't know. Generally, I think these things depend not only on the man's side but also on their partner. In my case, it's because of Mashiro."
As I said that, Mashiro's vagina, which had loosened somewhat after the ejaculation, tightened again.
I slightly relaxed, and when I looked at Mashiro's face, she turned her face away from me, covering her eyes with her hand.
"You said, it's not good."
Apparently, she wanted to do it again. Her words are twitching.
"That's why I'm going to do it again."
"W-wait..."
I put my hands behind her back and change her body into a sitting position.
The so-called face-to-face sitting position. This is one of the positions I wanted to do before I die, which I found in one of my favorite novels that I have hidden away.
"Hey... this is embarrassing."
Mashiro muttered pleadingly with moist eyes.
"I'm a little embarrassed too, so I guess we're even."
"It's completely different ... ah, no, in the back..."
Unlike facing each other lying down, Mashiro shakes her head no at the sensation of being pushed up from below, and clings to my body.
Mashiro's face was placed on my shoulder. The sweet smell of Mashiro's citrus-like scent tickles my nostrils.
And also, when I am close to her again, I could feel her breasts pressed against mine as if we were crushing them, and my son, who was still inside her vagina, trembled.
But when I got into this position, I thought it was hard to move.
I could only move my hips in a very poor manner, and moreover, even if I wanted to return to the original position, I could not move my hips.
"Haa... haa... nhh."
When I hugged Mashiro, who let out such a troubled sigh in my ear and wiggled her hips as if to say she was frustrated, my tastes were tantalized and I wanted to watch more.
"Not, going to move..."
"No, it was harder to move than I thought."
When I remained motionless, Mashiro's hot breath hung in my ear and tickled me strangely.
"Or should Mashiro move?"
I saw Mashiro shake her face from side to side. Well, I guess it was the first time and she didn't have much energy to spare. She put all her limbs behind my back and hugged me tightly with her whole body.
After taking some time, both Mashiro and I realized how good this position really was.
"Nhh, nhh... haa, nhh..."
The interrupted gasps from Mashiro can be heard very close. Her body is hot from close contact, and the hand on her ass is moist and wet with sweat.
The vaginal walls catch and do not let go of my son which is left inserted. The sensation is so pleasurable that I didn't even have to move.
The boundary between the tip and the womb, which had been thrust inside, melted away, and the sensation of becoming one with Mashiro caused a small amount of semen, which should have finished flowing out, to spit out into Mashiro's vagina like a broken faucet.
"Haa... haa..."
The pleasure I feel even without moving makes my whole body go sweetly numb, and sweat slowly seeps into my body. After wiping it off with the bedsheet and taking a breath, I move my hips again in small, steady movements.
"Ah, haa... nhh."
Mashiro just quietly felt it, and when I stopped my hips because it was still hard to move, she released her body that was a little close to mine and looked at me face to face, and muttered.
"...I want to kiss you.
"Hey... you!"
I closed my teeth in a panic as all the pleasure that had been building up seemed to burst out all at once. But I was a little late in responding, and I felt a white thing burst out halfway out of my mouth.
"...Hey, kiss me."
"Wait a minute, Mashiro-san."
She involuntarily turned away.
The corners of her eyes are lowered, her eyes are moist, and a strand of hair, sticking to her cheek with sweat, is on the edge of her mouth, making her look more alluring in this situation of being begged for a kiss.
Even the loosened tip is about to let out the thing that was hurriedly pushed down from its mouth, and Mashiro's expression now has the face of a woman stained with pleasure, which is erotic to my eyes.
"No, I won't wait for you. Kiss me......"
I really hope she didn't mind me begging her a little sulkily as I relax my body and lean toward her.
I'm both embarrassed and happy, and heat is generated as it slowly crawls from my neck and to my face.
I'm not going to stop her, or rather, I'm telling her because I can't stop myself from wanting him to do it, and she's staring at me as I didn't kiss her back.
I'm going to make fun of her later.
"Nhh, chu..."
I put my own lips lightly on Mashiro's lips.
Then Mashiro closes her eyes and presses her lips against my body as if she won't let me go.
Not only that, but she pushes the tip of her tongue in, and Mashiro is in search of a deeper kiss.
Mashiro's tongue, coated with thick saliva, entangled my tongue, and she took it out of my mouth and sucked the tip into her mouth.
"Hamu... chu, chu... nhh, chu."
Mashiro licks and sucks on my tongue with movements that are clearly designed for a blowjob, or even when she thinks she has let go, she kisses me again, and gradually my tongue touches hers for a longer and longer period of time.
"...!?"
Then warm liquid poured into my mouth, and I looked at Mashiro, who was staring at me with greedy eyes.
I slowly swallow the saliva offered to me, and feeling the warmth of it left around my throat, I return the favor to her.
"... Nhh... nhh."
Mashiro's face, accepting it with a sloppy expression, was more than enough to unscrew the broken, loose plug, and I stopped trying to hold back.
"...Again, chu, inside... chu, hot."
"It can't be helped"
The semen that had been blocked, slowly drips out, and the womb, which is connected to the tip, catches it.
My son finally stops holding back and shudders with delight, and Mashiro's vagina responds, wriggling as if to assist in ejaculation.
It is not as vigorous as usual, and instead it takes a while before it spits it all out.
In the meantime, I buried my face between Mashiro's neck and hair, and kept stroking her back.
"Mnh. Did it all come out?"
"Y-yeah..."
After a while, Mashiro opened her mouth. As a result, she was able to get it out without any violent thrust. I could get it out, but I could tell that she was not satisfied yet, because there was still a fire of lust hidden deep inside her face, although she looked somewhat affectionate.
Well, after squeezing everything out, Mashiro's vagina still rumbled sweetly, and there was also the fact that she was impatiently moving against my son once more, regardless of her own will......
But it is a man's nature to want to satisfy her, or at least make her feel good.
"Mashiro……"
"Hmm? What..."
I pushed Mashiro down and gently turned her body over onto her stomach.
"Nhh, ah ♡, w-wait."
"Relax and lie down."
I didn't want to lose the connection, so I laid back down, and perhaps it was a bad idea, but the sweet panting was laced with a hint of anxiety.
I start pumping my hips down on top of her as she lies on her stomach.
I was a little concerned about my hardness since I had just started pumping, but Mashiro's smooth white backside without a single stain, her plump peach buttocks, and the fact that I was penetrating her with my hips, quickly restored my hardness that I had almost lost.
I took a breath and grabbed Mashiro's hips with my hands to lift her up a little. In that position, I repeatedly moved my son back and forth inside Mashiro's vagina.
"Ah! no, from behind...... ah, nhh, it's so intense...... ah, ah, ah, ah. No, it's too deep."
With two ejaculations and Mashiro's love juice, she seemed to feel only simple pleasure, not pain, even though the movement was a bit like gouging the vaginal wall on the butt side with the penis, and her vagina closed up.
"You can cum all you want if you want. I'm still okay right now."
"What is... ah, okay with that... nhh, there, no ♡."
Mashiro responds in a hushed voice, clutching tightly to the pillow.
Unlike me, who had a bit of leeway after having done it twice, Mashiro had buried her face in the pillow and was desperately trying to keep her voice down.
I think it's because, unlike her previous gasps, Mashiro's voice is so wild that I'm convinced she's feeling the most right now.
"Ah, kuh ♡, nhh, fuu ♡, fu ♡."
Muffled voices and rough breathing. Her neck is stained red to the back of her ears, her back is as white as her name suggests, and her ass, which is clearly thrust up so that I can move easily even when I remove my hands, twitches every time my hips slap against it.
Moreover, a little above where we were joined, the other hole with a slight pool of pigment was twitching, and I unintentionally poked it a little with my fingertip.
"Ah, not there......"
As a result, I immediately removed my hand because she didn't want to, but instead the vaginal walls that clamped down on my son rumbled even more. I wonder if one day I will be able to do it here. But I don't think I will do it because I don't have the knowledge about it and I don't like it. It's just the essence of it.
On the other hand, I was pained by Mashiro's anxious look at me over my back, wondering if I would do the other one as well. As expected, I can't just take her virginity and immediately start playing with this hole as well.
"...What kind of position would you like next after this?"
I slam my hips against her to mend the situation, and Mashiro again buries her face in the pillow and responds with a series of rough breathing.
The face that had been plunged into the pillow was turned back vigorously, exposing its white throat, and clutching the bed sheets tightly and forcefully, Mashiro's body shook with the climax.
The inside of her vagina tightened. My son, which was clamped down with such force that it could not even move, expelled its sperm into her womb, which opened wide with my climax, regardless of my will.
My son expelled its semen into Mashiro's womb for the third time without pulling out, and Mashiro, who was receiving it, also trembled a little at the rhythm of the sperm.
"Fuu ♡, fuu ♡."
Mashiro exhales roughly. With her by my side, I, who still had some energy left to move, pulled out my son a little and squeezed out the semen that remained in its urethra.
"Nhh, haa ♡ u-um..."
"Hmm?"
This time.
Mashiro was still breathing heavily and shaking from the pleasure that was creeping up from below.
"...Absolutely come back. You and Armes."
In the quiet night room, only Mashiro's voice echoed.
"I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you here."
"...I know. I'll be back."
Saying that, I hug Mashiro from behind. My deflated son squirms and changes shape to be wrapped up in her vagina again, but as I expected, it's the limit for today.
"So, let's do it at that time without hiding it."
"Yeah. At that time, properly."
We kissed lightly, and then, after we had kissed each other, we slowly closed our eyelids. For a while we snuggled on the bed and spent the night.
In the middle of such a quiet night.
In front of the door, two female knights were facing each other. One was young and brown-skinned, the other an old knight that experienced many battles.
"Please let it go just for tonight."
It was a heartbreaking wish. So thought the old knight as she looked at the brown-skinned woman knight in front of her.
She, too, was trying to protect the two people on the other side of the door, while keeping a lid on the secret feelings she harbored in her heart.
"...What if I say no?"
Still, the old knight must say. It is her duty to protect the man on the other side of the door, risking everything she has.
"If so, I will stop you."
But it is the same with the brown-skinned female knight.
The debt of gratitude to the master for picking her up is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea. The old knight herself is the one who taught her loyalty to the master from the very beginning. But it was not only the attitude that she taught her.
"...You've never been able to beat me, not even once."
"...!"
The brown-skinned female knight unconsciously took a step back just as the old knight glared at her.
But she couldn't just back down like that.
A sense of tension. A different kind of silence centered on the two, different from that on the other side of the door.
"......Relax yourself, Armes. I will no longer stop you or young master."
The old knight...... Elfie, who smiled to release the tension, relaxed her own shoulders as she said so.
"Eh? What do you......"
On the other hand, the brown-skinned female knight...... Armes looked surprised to see Elfie, who said she would not stop them.
"What are you surprised about? You tried to stop me for the sake of Young Master and Mashiro-sama, didn't you? Then why don't you rejoice a little?"
"..."
When told, Armes remained silent and did not look away from Elfie, waiting for the real reason.
The old knight in front of her, who always tried to make her master adhere to the customs of the nobility, would never back down so easily. Armes is wary of her, thinking that there is a reason why she backed down so easily and with such intention.
Eventually, Elfie tightens her mouth, and with eyes that, from Armes' point of view, feel as though she is looking at her with pity. But her gaze remained fixed on the other side of the door.
"I only allowed him to meet with Mashiro-sama because the young master's marriage has been settled."
"……Eh?"
Nobles are not allowed to associate with other women until they have a regular wife.
The old knight, who allowed that rule to be broken, said so quietly and surely.
For a moment, Armes' mind went blank.
The matchmaking was settled. That means her brother, her family, and her love interest now have a lifelong companion.
However, it has seemed somewhat strange to Armes.
As long as he is the stallion of the main family's daughter, he will never get a regular wife.
It was the assumption that was whispered not only by Armes but also secretly within the knighthood.
Armes unconsciously put her clenched fist on her chest, feeling as if it had been suddenly turned upside down.
"...W-who is it?"
There were many more questions that should have been asked, but in the midst of her thoughts, she couldn't decide what to say, so she squeezed out the words.
Then, looking at such Armes, Elfie quietly concealed her feelings so that she wouldn't notice her, and while looking at her, she told her the name.