Episode 25: First Night 1
It was the night when the expedition was only a few hours away and we were just waiting for the departure. The whole house is quiet now, as though it were a lie that it had been so noisy.
Lady Ritia, who had unexpectedly arrived at the house, is probably resting in another room. As far as the young lady is concerned, she may come storming in tonight, though. I'm not sure what she was upset about...... I mean, when she came out of the bath, not only the young lady but even Mashiro was really upset with me for some reason.
"......Is it finally tomorrow?"
A faint lantern light illuminated my room in the middle of the night. But the four corners of the room are painted black, which somehow seems to contribute to the tranquility.
I sit in a chair and look out the window at the night sky.
Not a single cloud is visible on this new moon, but the sky is still dark, and only a few stars are scattered about, shining unreliably among them.
Perhaps tomorrow will be busier than ever before. Even though we are a supply unit, we are going to war, so our lives are always in danger, and above all, I can already imagine the communication with my superior that is assigned to the supply unit, and I am already starting to get a headache. Moreover, the commander is that prince. He is bound to get involved in all sorts of troublesome situations.
On top of that, I have the seeding work with the young lady.
Recently, I think the young lady has become a little bit more honest, maybe just a little.
But if I'm the only one holding a woman on the battlefield, I'm going to get a lot of criticism again, and I'm going to have to work to explain and put out the fires, which is going to cause me a lot of extra trouble.
"……What?"
That's when it happened.
A knocking sound. From the way it was tapping, I guessed it was a servant, not the young lady, but what in the world could they be doing here at this time of night?
"You may come in."
The door was opened, and on the other side of the door, instead of a servant in their usual uniform, was Mashiro in her pajamas, holding her own pillow.
"Mashiro?"
"……Were you sleeping?"
I shake my head at the apologetic tone.
"I'm glad you're awake...... Oh, can I come in?"
"No, I don't mind, but....... what's up?"
This is probably the first time, except when she was a child, that Mashiro has come to my room at this hour. Besides, she was so mad at me earlier.
"...Are you alright?"
"Hmm? What?"
Good. Apparently, she had calmed down and was not angry anymore.
I made appropriate adjustments and asked her again why she had come to my room at this time of night.
"Well, it's been a while since I've slept with you......"
"Huh?"
Mashiro came into the room and sat down on the bed. I tilted my head at the slightly distant behavior of Mashiro, who was not as reserved as usual.
"L-look...... you've been so busy these days, you haven't had a day to relax, right? Besides, you're going into battle."
"Y-yeah?"
Mashiro told it to me in an unusually restless tone of voice.
Mysteriously, I moved next to her, as I haven't seen Mashiro lately.
"I wonder if Elfie will be angry with you for coming to my room at this hour."
Generally speaking, it is not very desirable for the opposite sex to visit the rooms of unmarried nobles in the middle of the night, and it should be prohibited as much as possible.
I only recently learned that from Elfie, and it was the first time I had ever heard of it.
For example, a nobleman hired a prostitute and gave an order for her to perform sexual entertainment for him. However, even if he invited the prostitute to his room, she will not be allowed to enter unless there is a guard near the room.
The last time I had pseudo-sex with Armes at the fort, I was told later that Elfie and one of her attendants were actually waiting behind the door.
Hence, the fact that Mashiro came in meant that Elfie is probably waiting outside again, but I don't think it will look too good. I was afraid I might be scolded later, but since something is bound to happen when a man and a woman share a bed at night, they would probably go easy on me to a certain extent.
But Mashiro quietly shook her head.
"Eh, you're lying, right?"
"......As long as they don't find out, we'll be fine."
"……Hey."
Mashiro, who was not expecting the remark, looked embarrassed and closed the distance between me and her.
"What? You don't like it?"
"No, that's not what I meant. If they find out, my father and the others will be very angry with me later, mainly me.
"You're used to it, right, since the last time the Fregrances were mad at you?"
"I'll never get used to it. Where did you hear that? That information..."
I was alone with the head of the Fregrance family at the time, and I'm sure our knights and servants are waiting outside.
"It's not like I was peeking or anything, but if your father was terrified and was wandering around the house, I'd understand it."
I didn't realize the source was my father. I mean, isn't he too scared? That man is just an idiotic parent, right?
But since I am the only one who knows about their attitude, I guess they are still the absolute ruler and object of fear in their eyes.
No, that's not important right now.
"If they find out, it'll be troublesome."
"I'll make sure they don't find out."
"......No, you can't. Besides, you can't hide anything from Elfie, so just go to your room before she gets mad at you."
"No."
"You're being selfish!"
Mashiro covered her ears with her hands to block out my voice. The way she does it in disgust looked like a young child pestering her parents......When did my childhood friend become so selfish?
When that happened, the resolve to stay put, even by leverage, is apparent.
But what in the world was Mashiro's business in visiting my room? I'm happy that she wanted to sleep with me, but I don't feel the need to go out of my way to visit her and take risks.
"......Because I don't have a choice."
As I continued to look into Mashiro, I heard a faint voice muttering in a pouting mouth.
"Eh?"
"You're going tomorrow, right?"
When she said that, Mashiro squeezed my hand and was shaking slightly.
"I can't follow you like Armes and Elfie, so I can't stay by your side all the time, and......"
"……Mashiro?"
Not just her hands. Her shoulders and her voice, which seem to have been squeezed out, are also shaking, and I suddenly find myself looking into her eyes as she turned to me.
The appearance that always smiled so lively was nowhere to be found, and I think I could see what was on her mind behind the distorted expression that looked as if she was about to cry.
"Why am I a commoner?"
The words were spat out slowly, facing down again, as though not wanting to be seen too much.
The tears rolling down her cheeks, faintly hidden by her long black hair, made my heart ache.
Mashiro'sfeelings overflowed without stopping. She is a commoner, and therefore in a position to endure the most, so she continued to speak.
"If I had become a knight like Armes, would I have stayed by your side? Or......"
She gulped, and as she tried to get the next word out, which was hard to come out, Mashiro's mouth started to shudder.
"Would it have been different if I had been born into a noble family, like the main family's daughter?"
The words she squeezed out made me think.
The expedition to the Empire is scheduled for tomorrow. I was accompanied by Elfie, Armes, and Lady Ritia.
But among these women, Mashiro was the only one who didn't follow me...... or couldn't follow me. The other two have had sex with me, except for the old woman Elfie.
What did Mashiro feel when she saw that?
If she is jealous, then I'm happy. If she couldn't endure it, then I felt sorry for her.
In any case, she would not have any positive feelings. That's why she came to my room, even though Elfie would get angry with her.
Because she had been unofficially appointed as my concubine, her freedom is half-restricted.
If she had not met me and had met someone else of the same status, she might not have had to go through all this pain.
It was painful to see her face swollen with tears. I wish I could have declined the order and released her from the cage that is me.
But
"Mashiro is Mashiro."
"Eh?"
I put my hand on her head and stroke her black hair, which smells sweet after a bath.
I can only come up with a few, rambling words at the moment, but I want to lighten the load on her heart, even if only a little. I'd rather do this than say goodbye to Mashiro as the solution. First of all, I love Mashiro, so there is no way I would give her up.
"I don't care if she's a nobleman or a knight, Mashiro is still Mashiro. Even though she's my childhood friend, she acts a little older than me, she's scary when she's angry, and she hates to lose."
When I was a child, she would challenge me, a nobleman, to a fistfight, and she would even go at me without holding back. And since I had been taught not to touch girls, even if they were commoners, I had to work hard to bring the fight to a draw.
And since she hates draws, a result that is not clear-cut and black and white, she would hold on to me until she won, she was quite competitive.
But that's how Mashiro and I have spent our time together. We have shared our private time together. And it's the same with the feeling of liking each other.
"I didn't say you could say that much, did I?"
"Ouch."
My cheeks ache from being pinched. But it's not that bad.
"You're the one who hates to lose, aren't you?"
"No, it's Mashiro."
She stroke down my hair and bring her hand to my cheek, which I still won't let go, and my cheek is squeezed and pinched by Mashiro's thin, slightly cold fingers. Perhaps this was because I seemed to treat Mashiro a bit like a child. See, she hate to lose after all.
"Nhh."
I kissed her lips just in time as the slight tug on my cheek loosened.
"Chu."
The kiss was just a light touch on the lips. When I pulled my face away, I saw Mashiro's face, her eyelashes trembling and her eyes closed, filling my entire field of vision.
I can't quite put my finger on it, but I was struck by Mashiro's cute face and expression, as she was waiting for the next kiss. I brought my hand from her cheek to the back of her head.
"...Hmm, I haven't forgiven you yet."
This time I kiss her, pulling her in tightly. If she hadn't forgiven me and she really don't like it, she will reject it.
"Chu, nhh... chu, chupu, chu... nhh, ah, chu, chu."
This time I kissed her even deeper. Tracing the closed lips with the tip of my tongue, and put my tongue into her mouth through the slightly opened gap.
"Ah, fuu... chu, chu, nahh... chu."
Our tongues collide a little and entwine with each other. As we exchanged saliva that clung to our tongues, I felt Mashiro's hand go behind my neck.
"Nhh, chu......... I thought you said no?"
"Oh, come on, that's not fair."
In between the kisses, Mashiro smirked at me with an evil smile on her face and said that just to try and get back at me.
I think it's really unfair of her to provoke me like that when she knows I've already crossed the line.
Besides, now it's the usual Mashiro. The dark emotions she was holding on to earlier don't seem to be visible, and I take a sigh of relief without her noticing. But Mashiro, who had returned, continued.
"You said it's not good? Chu, chu, nhh."
A kiss interrupted her in the middle of her words. I had planned to just lightly touch her wet lips, but now she kisses me for a long, long time as though she was sucking on it.
Seeking and being sought. As we exchange these words, I gently put my hand behind Mashiro's back, insert it into the gap between her pajamas, and touch her bare skin.
"Ah, no... that tickle."
Such a sweet voice spilled out of Mashiro's mouth as I crawl my hand up, stroking her.
"It's warm, Mashiro's back is warm."
Mashiro's soft skin, just a little warmer, is smooth to the touch, as though I am touching fine silk, and words of admiration escape my mouth.
"Nhh, don't say... chu, weird things."
I touched the writhing lips just one more time. Mashiro, too, was not pleased that I am doing what I want, so she put her hand on my hard son through my pants.
My son was already so hard even through my pants, I could see it rise, and Mashiro ran her slender white fingers over its outline as though to check it out.
"……Do you want to?"
It was a mutter that was much smaller than an intimate conversation.
But I could hear it more than enough, and more importantly, even if I didn't hear it, I would have pushed Mashiro down sooner or later.
"Mashiro……"
"Ah, there... nhh."
My hand that had been stroking her back slid down and passed under her armpit before settling in on Mashiro's breast. That's when I felt a little bump that was indeed hard and assertive in the middle of my palm.
"This is..."
I was about to say what it was, but Mashiro prevented me from doing so by covering my mouth. I know you're embarrassed, but I think we both are.
The kiss from Mashiro, which had a certain momentum, lost its power as I gave up my support, and we lay on the bed as Mashiro pushed me down.
"You're being aggressive today."
"You're the one who fell down on purpose."
Correct. But Mashiro always has me on her knees and cleaning my ears, so looking up at her from below is sort of a natural position for me. Well, I guess I'll be on top after this.
Mashiro also understood that she is in this kind of position, and her body is strangely tense. I guess she was aware of the approaching moment of the real act by lying on the bed, and as expected, Mashiro was getting nervous too.
"But now I'm going to be able to get together with Mashiro. It's not a bad thing, right?"
Nicely, coolly. I dare to make fun of it to relieve my nervousness.
But Mashiro hit her head against my chest and muttered in a trembling voice, her ears even turning red.
".........I can't do that right now. But I can't stop liking it."
"Ah, yes."
I was confused by the serious response and my love for Mashiro made my heart tighten.
It wasn't cool at all, and it was a rather stinky thing to say, but it seemed to have stuck in Mashiro's mind.
"Hey, I want to kiss..."
"Go ahead."
She then crawled over my body and brought her face close to mine, and kissed me.
This time, the tip of her tongue reached out, and the tongue slipped into my mouth, breaking my closed lips.
"Nhh... chu... chupu, nhh, fuu... chu, chu, chu."
As I take it in, I gently slip my hand into the gap between her pajamas and touch her smooth buttocks.
She reacted with a jerk, but Mashiro didn't say anything and just kept on kissing.
I grabbed her buttocks and felt the squishy and gentle curve. I stroked along that curve several times, or slid her hand along it, making sure to notice the faint crevice below the tailbone.
"Nhh..."
Between the kisses, Mashiro's overflowing breath was disturbed by the caresses on her buttocks, and her closed eyelashes trembled.
I held Mashiro, who kept on kissing, in my arms and spun around on the bed.
"Ah……"
It is sad and hard to just kiss and caress all the time. When I stop kissing and let go of her mouth, Mashiro shows a regretful look on her face. After the last kiss, which was just a light touch, I put my hand on the pajamas underneath her.
"I'll take it off, okay?"
"O-okay."
I took the bottom off, leaving only the white panties.
"...Dangerous."
To be honest, I was insanely nervous right now. I've seen women naked before, like the young lady and Armes', and if anything, I felt a little bit used to it, but this was not good.
Her dark hair spread out on the bed, her hot, moist eyes and reddened cheeks. The sweet breath from her half-open lips, her plump breasts covered by a thin camisole that moved in tandem with her breathing.
Above all, the area where her panties are located is damp and the color of the fabric is fading, which came into view and almost made me want to attack her, throwing off the whole process.
I'm not comparing her to the young lady or Armes, but more than that, I thought Mashiro was the best.
"Sorry, Mashiro."
"……What's wrong?"
I told Mashiro, who was showing an appearance of a shattered woman of the night, with my thoughts.
"I don't think I'll ever be able to stop today. Maybe even if Mashiro says she doesn't want to......"
"Eh?"
Mashiro is startled for a moment after hearing me. But she immediately smiled softly.
"Okay, come. I want to spend a lot of time with you today."
She opened her arms and said to me, and she accepted my overly vigorous kiss.
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