Chapter 64

〈Chapter 64〉 Chapter 63: How to Steal a Woman from an Extra (?)

“...Are you crazy?”

Beatrice, with a look of extreme disgust that was the complete opposite of the cheerful expression she usually wore, looked at me and said.

I shouted at Armonia.

‘Armonia, it’s because of you!’

[...Don’t you think it’s a problem with the way you ask?]

‘I asked because you told me to ask! Anyway, it’s because of you!’

[....]

To avoid responsibility, I first passed everything off to my superior, a modern young conservative.

I first made an excuse to Beatrice.

“Hmm... I was just joking around.”

“Phew... I thought you were a lunatic, but it’s a relief that you’re just a fool.”

“I don’t like that either….”

“Isn’t being a fool better than being a lunatic?”

“...”

I don’t like either of them.

I returned to the main topic and asked what I was curious about.

“Do you like Viola?”

“Ugh... I don’t dislike her, but she’s scary.”

“...Then why do you come every day? Is it because the Demon King ordered you?”

Is it just a pure command?

Upon hearing my words, Beatrice started fidgeting, looking at me cautiously.

‘...Is she a tsundere? I can’t figure her out at all.’

[It seems she has something she wants from you.]

Beatrice glanced up at me and finally spoke.

“Well... You smell good. That’s why I come!”

“Oh!”

The excitement started to rise again.

‘Pheromones?! Then is this a Yasu situation? Even if you don’t like it, does it mean you want to do it?’

[Calm down...]

Even though I don’t want to rape, the uncontrollable desire is really good.

A typical example is Sonia.

A case where desire overrode affection.

Moreover, there’s almost no affection here.

More excitement!

Huff, huff!

The Succubus of the Miao race is calm, but I’m the one getting excited.

Beatrice, on the other hand, looked at me calmly and smiled.

“You smell like my mother!”

“...Mom?”

“...? What do you mean?”

“Don’t worry about it. But why do you smell like a mother?”

“...I don’t know. For some reason, you smell like my mother.”

Is there something that doesn’t connect when Miao and Succubi mix?

‘I don’t understand what she’s saying...’

[It’s probably because of the pheromones.]

‘I get that, but ultimately, does it mean you’re in heat?’

[...It’s not that. Beatrice’s mother, a Succubus, also emitted pheromones, so you’re probably sensing that smell.]

‘...Damn.’

I was really looking forward to it...

-[Resistance to Sexual Skills], [Control of Libido]-

‘...My motivation is really dropping.’

[....]

I thought Succubi were creatures that couldn’t control their libido, but it was the opposite.

They were actually creatures that could control their libido.

They were the ones who raised the libido of others, not the ones who succumbed to it.

Seeing my dejected expression, Beatrice looked at me with concern.

“Why are you suddenly like this?”

“No, it’s nothing... Go see Viola.”

But even after my words, Beatrice didn’t go to the cabin.

Beatrice, blushing and fidgeting, said shyly.

“...I have a favor to ask.”

No way! No way!!! Is it a contract?!!!!

But Beatrice, contrary to my loud and hopeful expectations, said something strange.

“Can you give me some clothes before I leave?”

“...? What do you mean by that?”

“It’s...”

Beatrice’s parents died in a war, and the area where she lived with them was devastated.

As a result, her home and all the items filled with memories were gone.

Beatrice, despite her embarrassment, wanted to receive clothes that smelled like her mother from me.

I told Beatrice.

“Alright, I’ll give you clothes before I leave.”

“Hah! Really? Thank you!”

Beatrice was jumping around happily.

“Oh, but I have one favor to ask.”

“Huh? What is it?”

I was going to ask Beatrice to do some things I wanted to do before leaving.

It was something I couldn’t do alone.

Beatrice smiled and wagged her tail.

“Sure!”

“Hmm... But I’m worried you might get in trouble if you’re caught.”

“Why would I get in trouble?”

Beatrice put her finger in her mouth and tilted her head.

Cats are so cute...

“Even if they’re humans, they belong to the Demon King, so you can’t just do whatever you want, right?”

“No, that’s not true. As long as you don’t kill them, you can do whatever you want.”

“...”

That’s really scary... No, that’s a scary thing to say.

It seems that as long as you don’t kill, it’s not considered a big problem.

The reason you can’t kill is because they are being held as hostages.

Thinking about it, just because Beatrice is close to us doesn’t mean she likes humans.

From her perspective, the humans here are the enemies who killed her parents.

“Then can I really ask you to do it?”

“Leave it to me! I’m great at sneaking in! And I’ll ask Lev Herb too!”

“Alright. If you do a good job, I’ll give you clothes before I leave.”

“Yay!”

‘Armonia.’

[Yes.]

‘Do you know what a chastity belt is?’

[...I do know about it.]

I asked Armonia if she could make a unique chastity belt.

Armonia’s answer was...

600 Ener isn’t that expensive, but it seemed a bit pricey when I thought about making several.

After finishing the conversation with Armonia, I dragged Beatrice, who was trying to run away, back into the cabin.

***

Knock, knock.

“It’s me, open the door.”

“...”

Knock, knock, knock, knock.

“...”

“Hey, aren’t you opening the door?”

After it got dark, I went to the girl’s room first to enter the princess’s room.

But this kid was either sleeping or deliberately ignoring me.

‘Armonia.’

[Yes.]

‘Pick a lock.’

[Understood.]

Click, click.

“...?”

Click. Creak.

“What, what is it!”

The kid looked at me with surprised eyes.

“What, you weren’t sleeping. Why didn’t you open the door?”

“Of course! What are you trying to do again!”

After the cozy night with the princess on the bed, I had thrown the key into the kid’s room.

He probably thought something strange had happened.

He was treating me with the rebellious attitude he had shown at first.

“I’m not doing anything, man.”

“Then, why are you here...”

“Just...”

“...?”

I approached the kid with a despicable smile.

“I’m just going to the princess’s room to have some fun.”

“Don’t joke! How is that nothing! What did you do to the princess yesterday!”

What are you doing, you brat... You’re the real devil.

“I just had some fun, what’s the big deal...”

“Get lost! If you do anything strange to me and enter the princess’s room again, I’ll tell the others!”

He threatened me, but it wasn’t intimidating at all.

“...What will you tell them?”

“I’ll tell them that you... secretly... secretly entered the princess’s room!”

“Oh...”

The kid looked triumphant, thinking his threat had worked.

I slowly recounted.

“Who told the story about the princess’s sleeping pills?”

“...Me.”

“Who has the princess’s key?”

“...? Me.”

“Who brought me here?”

“...That was me... too.”

“Who saw Viola’s naked body in a disgusting way?”

“D-Don’t joke! Disgusting way? I, I was just...”

“Come on, kid.”

“...?”

I approached the kid and said with an interrogating look.

“So, you saw Viola’s naked body in a disgusting way, guided me here, told me the princess was vulnerable, and gave me the key?”

“Shut up, you dog!”

“If I tell the princess this story, how will she look at you?”

“Grr... D-Don’t joke... The princess will believe me...”

“Come on, man...”

Thud.

I couldn’t listen to the kid’s words anymore, so I just put him to sleep.

‘What a trashy guy...’

[It’s a sad human who uses someone and mistakes it for affection.]

That’s what a kid who never has to worry about others’ opinions would say.

I took the key the kid was holding and intruded into the princess’s room.

As soon as I entered her room, her scent in the air tickled my nose.

Even though everyone’s scent is the same, does a charming woman’s scent feel different?

Sure enough, she had taken the drink again today.

A cup with remnants was left on the side of her bed.

I eagerly crawled into her bed again.

“Mmm...”

“Wow, you’re really beautiful.”

Her appearance always leaves me in awe.

Being able to see such beauty up close makes me want to kiss her forehead.

She was charming when she wore a maid’s uniform and stood with dignity, but this vulnerable, disheveled look radiates a different charm.

The pink hair reflecting the moonlight gently spread her scent, stimulating my penis.

My penis rubbed against her lower abdomen, swelling with the pain of desire, begging to be thrust in, but not yet.

“Mmm...”

“Hold on, I’ll definitely do it later.”

I buried her face in my chest and cast a sleep spell.

***

It was a bit late today, so the dream was already in progress.

It was the principality.

Not the duke’s bedroom like last time, but a beautiful garden.

‘...Is it because I was in the garden today?’

I wondered if today’s events were reflected in the dream.

In the center of the garden, the princess and the duke were sitting at a table, having a pleasant conversation.

They seemed to be having a meal.

Lena was smiling brightly, unlike when she was with me.

But at this point, I was curious.

‘What if I just approach without manipulating her?’

I wanted to experiment with the princess in various ways.

I had manipulated her and also seen her inner thoughts without manipulation.

But when I didn’t manipulate her, I just followed her secretly.

Last time, it was the duke’s bedroom, so I was cautious, but the situation seemed different now.

I cautiously approached the gazebo.

The princess, who was having a pleasant conversation, noticed my presence and looked at me.

She looked closely, then stood up and bowed her head towards me.

“Have you come, sir?”

“...?”

I approached her, confused.

She didn’t seem to be an enemy.

Both of them smiled at me.

Especially the princess’s smile stood out.

‘She’s really beautiful when she smiles...’

Seeing her smile here, which I don’t see in reality, felt a bit strange.

Like secretly reading a diary...

As I arrived at the gazebo, the duke immediately spoke to me.

“How is Lena’s piano skill?”

“Ah...”

So I’m a piano teacher...

The fact that I was created this way in the princess’s mind probably means she doesn’t consider me important.

I have one realization from my dreams.

Even in dreams, the positions of really important people don’t change much.

For example, family, lovers, and close friends, whose relationships are deep, are remembered down to the roots, so their positions in dreams don’t change much.

Although they can become hostile depending on the mood of the day...

I don’t know how many times I’ve been killed by my sister in my dreams.

‘...Ah, be careful. If she appears like in Inception, it’s bad.’

She always stabs me with a knife when she appears in dreams.

Returning to the main topic.

I think when a character like me, who is recognized poorly, suddenly appears, the dream tries to create a position for me by forcing out knowledge to maintain consistency.

In other words, I think the princess’s position for me is a teacher, a mix of the dream where we played the piano and the dream where I punished her.

“Oh, Lena. Looking at the teacher’s face, it seems you’re not taking it seriously, right?”

“No, no, Father...”

It was more like a playful tease than a scolding.

“I’m sorry. The princess’s skill is so outstanding that I have nothing more to teach, so I was embarrassed. Please forgive me.”

I used all the polite language I could.

“Hahaha. Then I’ll leave you two. Lena, be sure to play for your father later.”

“Yes, Father. I’ll play for you when I’m more proficient.”

The princess smiled politely in front of her parents.

‘She’s really an amazing woman.’

It seemed she only had the duke as family, yet she could be so mature.

The duke disappeared instantly, and a piano was left alone in the garden.

‘Wow, crazy... If a virtual reality adult game like this comes out, I think I’ll only play this for the rest of my life...’

If a virtual reality adult game like this really existed, I think the presence of Viola and Luna in my mind would be greatly diminished.

‘...Sorry, Viola, sorry, Luna.’

Feeling guilty towards the two women, I approached the princess.

Ambiguous tones are not good in dreams.

I gave her clear instructions.

“Can you play once? Then we’ll correct it as we go.”

“Yes, I understand.”

The princess smiled and sat on the long chair, starting to play.

She seemed to be playing much better than before.

Although the sound of the piano didn’t fly around the garden, it spread like an aurora.

The highlight of this garden was the princess herself.

Just as the piano performance was about to end, a sound that didn’t harmonize cut through the aurora of sound like a knife.

Anyone could tell it was a wrong note.

I can only mimic playing the piano, not really play it.

I can only mimic the violin and piano, not having any talent for music.

Even I, who have no talent for music, couldn’t understand the note.

The princess, startled, stood up.

She turned around, her pink hair flying, and apologized to me.

“I’m sorry, sir...”

“No, everyone makes mistakes. Again...”

As I was about to sit her down and have her play the piano again, the princess suddenly turned around and started lifting her skirt.

‘What, what is this...’

Even I was surprised as I watched her. She lifted her skirt and presented her buttocks, saying,

“I was wrong, sir... Please... punish me.”