The Main Family Is About to Die Out, so I, from a Branch Family, Am a Seed Provider (WN): Chapter 37

 

Episode 37: The Sweet Girl and the Troublesome Me 1

 Busy with work, I walked around the city explaining to the nobles about the plan from tomorrow onward, and by the time I had finished preparing the army, there was only about an hour left until dawn.

"Young master, please take a rest for today."

"Eh? Ah, yeah... I'll do that."

 I, who had been working without sleep for an entire day since I returned, was kicked out of the room where the main office was located after Elfie told me so, and I headed for my room with a dry laugh overflowing in my dizzy mind, even though I had not drunk any alcohol.

 It would be my last chance to take a good rest. Really, why am I being so tired even before the battle?...... I think that it is all Viscount Fabian's fault.

 That rootless noble, I'm going to squeeze all I can out of him when I get back. I'm going to take all his household goods and, if possible, I'm going to bed his wife right in front of him. Well, I've seen his wife once before, but she's not my type at all, so it's impossible for me to bed her.

"Ah……"

 With such vindictiveness and resentment sprinkled about, I reach my room.

 Then, I suddenly feel something strange and sniffle. In the dimly lit room, the inside of the room smells somehow sweet, unlike usual.

 As I approach the bed with unsteady steps, I realize what that strange feeling is before my eyes become accustomed to the dimness.

"......"

"......"

 Or rather, it's a little scary that she only turned her gaze silently toward me while covering her mouth with the bedsheets, so please don't do that.

 However, I made an excuse to the owner of that gaze who was on the bed, because her gaze indicated that she is angry with me.

"I'm sorry. I have more work than I expected......"

 Two eyes still staring at me. What is clearly visible in her eyes is anger. I mean, it's really scary.

"U-um... Ojousama?"

 When I called out again to Lady Ritia...... who was probably waiting patiently here for me to come, the sheets of the bed were rolled up, and with a thud, the young lady patted next to her. Apparently, she wanted me to come to the bed.

"E-excuse me."

 I lie down in a position where my body protrudes slightly from the edge and faced the young lady once again.

 I came closer next to Lady Ritia, who had not spoken a single word since I entered the room, and she finally opened her mouth, feeling a bit intimidated inside.

"Too late."

"Yes, I'm sorry."

 As expected, the young lady is angry, and I give my honest apologies. I could say that it's so straightforward, or that I don't have the strength to resist her.

"You're doing it all by yourself. If that old knight of yours could do half of the work, you could do it more efficiently."

"Well, you're right...... wait. How did you know I was doing it alone?"

 How did the young lady know I was working alone? Did she wait for me without sleeping?　

 If so, I'm happy, but on the other hand, the young lady had wasted her precious and possibly last rest time. As a person in charge of the young lady, I can't overlook that. However.

"Glass told me. She said that the work seems to be inefficient and it will take a long time. So I took a good nap."

 The young lady said so, showing her wide, dull eyes.

 By the way, it seems that Glass is sleeping in another room, or in the room right next to us.

"I mean, you're the one who needs to sleep! Just lie down!"

"No, I'm not......"

 She tugged on my arm and I was completely sprawled on the bed, with almost no distance between me and the young lady.

 As we were lying face to face, I could feel her breathing on my face, and if I moved even a little, the tip of my nose would touch hers, we were both in bed at such a distance.

 Above all, I can't help but feel the warmth of the young lady's body directly and her feet move under the sheets and get entangled in my body, especially when her thin legs force their way between my closed thighs.

"Don't move."

"……Yes."

 It was bad enough to be tangled up like that, so I was moving frantically to shake it off, and I was scolded.

"Stay still. If you move, I'll hit you."

"The punishment is harsh. Also, I'm scared."

 For the most part, it's been a long time since we've been this close together, and don't you get a little nervous?　

 Normally, we're doing kissing and light skinship, but tonight we're skipping it.

 But as time passed and my eyes became accustomed to the darkness and I could see the furniture clearly, I saw the young lady's face in front of me, plainly but with a reddish tint up to her ear.

"……What?"

"Nothing?"

 But I felt pressure not to point it out, so I kept my mouth shut. There is a saying, "What is left unsaid is the flower that blooms". I'll keep my mouth shut here.

 However, I don't think I'll be able to fall asleep naturally even if I keep quiet when I'm in such close contact with the young lady. Rather, my consciousness became more awake.

 As I scurry around the bed, not moving my face but only moving my gaze, I suddenly see an unfamiliar pendant-like object under my pillow.

"This is……"

 It seemed to be some kind of women's accessory, and when I showed it to the young lady, she said, "That's mine," and picked up the accessory.

"It's beautiful."

"Yeah."

 The young lady nodded as she gently held it in both hands.

 Surprisingly, the young lady does not often show herself wearing such ornaments, but it seems that she is not completely uninterested in them. Well, it is natural for a girl, isn't it?

"This is a brooch that belonged to my deceased mother."

"Eh?"

 The brooch, which was also an accessory, was set with a jade-colored ore that matched the color of the young lady's eyes.

"She brought it with her from her parents' house when she got married. It's called a lucky brooch."

"Lucky?"

"She said her grandmother gave it to her so that she would be happy even if she married in a place she was not familiar with."

 In the darkness, the young lady clutched the brooch, which shone faintly, tightly, and carefully.

 If you look closely, you will see that the word "Lina" is spelled out in age-old letters on the brooch.

"When she was pregnant with me, my mother always tell that she would be a good mother to her baby. She said that if I were a girl, she would give me this when I get married."

"......"

 As the young lady said that while gazing at the brooch, she seems to be somehow feeling her late mother's thoughts through the brooch.

 Perhaps the young lady's mother was a very good person who cared for her children.

 The noble society in the kingdom is a world that is very strict toward women, and this is also true when a woman marries into another family.

 There is often a saying that "if you marry into another family, you are a stranger to them," and such a tendency exists in no small part. The reality is that women are not very happy about the birth of their children.

 The mothers who are influenced by such customs tend to treat girls coldly, even if they are their own children.

 However, the young lady's mother must have been a kind person who was able to treat her unborn child with the same love and affection, even if it was a girl.

 In reality, however, the young lady's mother passed away without ever seeing her child's face, let alone seeing her child as a bride.

"It's a precious thing, right?"

"Yes."

 The look of an innocent child thinking of her deceased mother through the brooch.

 I was born a boy, so I was relatively close to my mother, but if I had been a woman, it would have been a delicate situation. I feel a little envious when I think about it. Especially since my mother was killed when I was very young, I understand exactly how she feels.

"Hey, I'll give this to you."

"Eh?"

 As I was looking after the young lady in that way, she suddenly said something like that and thrust the brooch she was holding in front of my face.

"No, I can't take it."

 I've received many things from the young lady in my life, including her virginity and her first kiss...... or rather, I've taken them from her, but I can't accept the brooch that is filled with the feelings of three generations.

"It's okay, I'm giving it to you, so please accept it obediently."

"Hey, please keep your voice down."

 I mean, why are you suddenly forcing such an important thing on me? I want to tell her that her mother would cry behind the grassy knoll. In fact, I think I said it in a whisper while we were pushing it to each other. Because I got hit once.

 It's been a while since we had such a barren and pointless argument.

"This is a good-luck charm."

"A good-luck charm?"

 I guess she was annoyed that I didn't take it, or something like that.

"That's why! I'm giving it to you as a good-luck charm so you can come back home safely!"

"No, I'm not accepting this kind of stuff just because I don't want it......"

 I mean, please don't raise people's death flags without permission. It makes me nervous, even though I was making preparations to avoid crossing a dangerous bridge in the first place.

"I don't care! If you insist on not taking it, then......"

 But despite my words, the young lady clasped the brooch in my hand.

"I hope you can return it when you return safely."

 Why raise the death flag of a person without permission. Though I thought so, I couldn't shake the young lady's hand that was wrapped in my hand that was holding the brooch.

 Her eyes are moist, and her eyebrows are lowered. The young lady's fingers tremble slightly as they move over my hand, and above all, no person could shake off such an anxious look on her face.

 Even though I kissed her earlier to make her less anxious, she's still giving me that look, and I'm starting to feel bad.

 When she finally saw that I had stopped returning the accessory, her expression softened a little.

 Seeing that, I ask her once again, for the umpteenth time, a question that I don't know how many times I've asked.

"......Do you like me, Ojousama?"

"What!?"

 Again, the same response as before, and the young lady turns bright red and stares at me.

 Oh, she will get angry again. I closed my eyes in anticipation of being hit.

 But there was no sign of it, and when I fearfully opened my eyes, her face was still red, but her eyes were shimmering as she stared at me.　

 And then, out of her small mouth, she spoke...

"......I like you."

"Eh?"

 Such a reply spilled out. Did the young lady just say she likes me? I mean, did she just get a little harmless? This Ojousama?

"I didn't like you at first, but I know that you're listening to me, and even now, you're doing your best for me......"

"Um, that's......"

"I'm not saying it's because of that, but what can I say...... yeah, like. I love you."

 Yes, I am at a loss for an answer this time to the young lady who stares at me with a firm gaze. I mean, even if she was honest with me now, I'd still be.......

 But the young lady's expression was serious. Or rather, her somewhat feverish breath, her moistened eyes and the slight pulsation from her entwined legs under the bedsheets make it seem real to me.

 I think it's different to say that it was a lie, to say that it was a joke, and above all, I have to face the young lady who answered me so seriously and honestly.

 After a moment of silence, when I could clearly hear the sound of gulping and gasping, I tried to listen again.

"......What would you do if I said that?"

"Huh?"

 She looked at me with a devilish smile on her face and muttered.

"Haha, I'm not going to tell you I like you. I'm just getting back at you as usual, idiot."

"What!?"

 I'm being set up!? I mean, she's cursing at me like she's having so much fun, this young lady!?

"You're too direct these days. You used to try so hard to create such a mood."

"But that doesn't mean you can't get back at me in this deceitful way!?"

"You see, that's where you get what's coming to you, stupid."

 Oh, crap. I was stupid to take it seriously. Or rather, it seems it was not only me who was joking but also the young lady.

 I sigh as she suddenly removed her hand. I really feel like I'm losing it with this nervousness.

"Hey, don't look so disappointed."

"I didn't make that face. It's not that I wasn't serious either, and well, I can understand why Ojousama doesn't like me......"

"No, I don't hate you... I mean, don't get so mad at me. Hey!"

 I'm not angry and we don't have that kind of relationship to begin with, and I'm not disappointed either, as the young lady thought.

 For whom does she think I've been working all day until midnight or even dawn?

 Probably because I was running around from place to place continuously since midnight, finishing up all the work in front of me at random, my mind and body didn't have enough strength to spare.

"Let's go to bed, Ojousama. We have an early start tomorrow, so we need to conserve our strength......"

 Even I, who uttered the words, could understand that my tone of words is somewhat cold. Moreover, I hated myself for not trying to handle it properly while knowing that.

 It's as though I am shamelessly and unapologetically expressing that I wanted someone to suppress these feelings, which is really crazy.

"Uu~."

 And yet, the young lady is dissatisfied with her lips pouting. Seeing her like that, I close my eyes, half-heartedly thinking that I can't be bothered by it today, as I pull back the sheets on the bed. Well, it's true that tomorrow is going to be a tough schedule.

 With that thought in mind, I try to fall asleep.

"Chu."

 I felt something soft touch my lips.

 When I opened my eyes, I saw the young lady looking at me with an anxious expression, as though she was asking me if I was angry or not.

"You know what I mean!"

"What is it? Or rather, just now..."

 I knew she kissed me, but that doesn't mean I would know what that meant.

"T-that's why... mou!"

 On the other hand, the young lady also scratched her head and looked at me in irritation, and this time I clearly saw that the young lady had kissed me.

"Nhh..."

 The faint breath of the young lady that overflowed when our lips met. While kissing her, her closed eyes are shaking sadly, and somehow the force of her lips pressing against mine feels stronger than usual.

 And for a reasonably long time, the young lady didn't move away from me.

 Longer than when everyone was looking at us in the square, just a kiss with our lips touching.

 The warm, comfortable, and mysterious feelings that came from her lips, which did not evoke sexual desire or any other feelings, slowly removed the negative emotions that had been nagging at my heart.

 The young lady's hand goes behind my back and she hugged me tightly, and I responded by gently wrapping her head in my arms.

 After a while, our lips parted, and the young lady opened her slightly wet lips while looking at me with eyes slightly moistened with tears.

"If I really hated you, I wouldn't kiss you."

 When she finished saying that, the young lady's face turned red and she was embarrassed, so much so that it was clearly visible even in this dimly lit room.

"Um, Ojousama..."

"Y-you should have guessed that when we were sleeping together! It would be tactless to go to the trouble of mentioning it!"

 So, the young lady added,

"The mood, fix it...... I don't want to fight with you today over something like this."

 With that said, she then nuzzled her face into my chest and fell silent.

 I was so overwhelmed by her appearance, her words, and her actions. The negative feelings that had been welling up in my heart were all at once dissipated by her cuteness.

 If I still don't understand it after being told all that, then the problem is on my side. Above all, there was no way I could endure being shown such a cute and sweet figure.

"Eh, wait... ah, nhh!"

 Unable to resist, I covered Lady Ritia on top and kiss her to her surprise.

 At first, she reacted with surprise but after a few more kisses, the young lady gradually relaxed.

 I brush my hands through her beautiful golden hair, touch her cheeks, check the outline of her tearful face one by one with my hands, and then my hands naturally touch her breasts through her pajamas.

"Nhh, fuu... ah, no."

 The young lady's sleepwear shaped like a loose-fitting one-piece. I let my hand slip loosely up the hem of the dress, this time directly touching the breast slightly larger than my palm and a small protrusion in the middle of it.

"Um, I'm sorry."

"Fue? W-what?"

 I said that to the young lady in her ear as I lightly sink my fingertips in and feel her breasts sucking on them. I whispered in her ear simply because I can't and don't want her to see my face right now.

"That's, you know, the way...... you were acting just a few minutes ago."

"I don't really care, so...... is that something you say while rubbing my breast?"

"...True."

 But if I didn't say it, I wouldn't be able to proceed to the next step. I could only say it now.　

 While listening to the hot sighs that flowed at short intervals and a small moaning voice, my hand touches the edge of the young lady's panties.

"Ah, no, not there..."

 The young lady who was close to me was hotter than I had imagined, and her thighs, which were closed tightly, are slightly sweaty and moist.

 But the force is rather strong, and I feel a strong will not to let me touch her without resisting. It was as though she was saying, "I can't have sex with you right now because I have a baby in my belly". I was so excited by those thoughts.......

"I'm not going to put it in deep, okay?"

"That's not the point......"

 The space between her thighs was sweaty and I could put in at least a fingertip. The space between her skin and her panties was also broke through, and the fingertip reached her crack.

"In the back, ah, in the first place, were... nhh, fu."

 I played with her clitoris, which is slightly above her crack, and inserted the tip of my finger into the slightly wet vagina, moving it gently.

"I'll pull it out properly."

"Nahh, that's... this is just, eh... ah."

 As Lady Ritia said, this is just sex. Until now, it was sex to create an heir, to keep the blood of the main family alive. But what we are going to do now is just sex, simply exchanging pleasure and feeling love for the other person.

 Still, I'm......

"I want to do it with you, Ojousama."

"~ ~ !!"

 The moment I said that, I looked up and gazed at Lady Ritia firmly.

 I could feel a squeezing sensation from my index finger, which had been inserted up to the entrance of her vagina.

 The young lady closed her eyes tightly and her body trembled as she climaxed lightly, and her right hand, which had been idle, tightened its grip on my clothes.

 Eventually, the young lady's body and closed thighs relaxed. It made it easier for me to get my palm inside her panties and move my fingers around more.

"Do you not like it, Ojousama?"

 When I ask her that, the young lady exclaimed, desperately trying to hold back the expression on her face as she climaxes and is about to be enveloped by lust.

"It's not fair, not fair, not fair! Even I, ah, nhh, nhh."

 However, when I moved my finger inside her vagina, the expression on her face that had been holding back suddenly turned into one of debauchery.

 Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and a red tongue peeked out from her half-open mouth. And when the love juice overflowing from her vaginal opening made an obscene sound every time I moved my finger, the young lady, blushing up to the back of her ears, murmured while wriggling.

"I want it...... too."