Ethan Richard Blackwood, the young master of the Blackwood family.
The sole heir to the Blackwood dukedom, a diligent young man growing day by day under the sword training of his father, a Sword Master.
Moreover, he was soone who needed to focus even more on sword training, considering the entrance exam for Luminor Academy, which he would be entering next year.
However, recently, Ethan Richard Blackwood has been showing signs of being unable to concentrate on training.
…Due to a certain action taken by soone who had been confusing his mind, three days ago.
Her face appears in his mind whenever he loses focus for a mont.
Her chest, and that sensation…
Whack!
“Aaaaah!!”
Ethan, montarily lost in thought during sword training with his father, Harold, allowed a direct hit to the top of his head.
The loud impact sound that seed to echo through the entire training ground startled not only Ethan but even Harold, who had swung the sword.
Although it was a wooden sword, Ethan, who had allowed a vital point to be struck without proper defense, collapsed to the ground, clutching his head.
“Young master?!”
“Young Master Ethan!”
The exclusive maid and head butler, surprised by the unexpected situation, rushed hurriedly towards Ethan.
Eventually, receiving the healing priest’s touch on his head, Ethan inwardly reflected on the foolish action he had just committed.
Despite it being a duel with his father, who took precious ti to spar with him, being distracted by other thoughts and allowing a vital point to be targeted was one of the fatal mistakes he should never make.
He couldn’t help but feel even more ashad, especially since the thought that had crossed his mind was an impure mory of the past.
“I sense hesitation in your sword, Ethan.”
“I’m, I’m sorry…”
“And lately, it’s been getting worse day by day. It’s already been three days, and you haven’t shown any signs of improvent.”
“…”
“Let’s end today’s duel here. Ethan, stay in the training ground and perform 1,000… no, 2,000 swings with an empty mind before coming in.”
“Yes…”
For Harold, who always prioritized his own rules when it ca to swordsmanship, soone who didn’t focus on the sword being wielded was unacceptable, even if it was his own child.
Thus, he only uttered cold words and returned to his office without hesitation.
“Young Master Ethan, are you alright?”
“…I’m fine now; it’s been healed.”
“It might be better to rest a bit until the wound fully heals…”
“It doesn’t matter. I won’t get hurt anyway since I’m just swinging. …The task Father gave is probably ant to clear my mind rather than for physical training.”
Quickly organizing this emotion that was confusing his mind.
That was Ethan Richard Blackwood’s priority right now.
It was the virtue that the current young master of the Blackwoods needed to possess – to control the unforgettable, intense mory of what happened with his exclusive maid who had invaded his room three days ago.
He tried to shake off the vivid mory that kept rising in his mind by shaking his aching head.
Although it was a brief incident born from a misunderstanding, it was an undeniable fact that there had been a sowhat lewd contact between him and Lilith, his exclusive maid.
It was an instinct as a man in his pri that the thought of that ti kept confusing his mind.
The massive chest that he always tried to shake off strange emotions about whenever he faced it…
The soft skin and squishy sensation he felt when those were grasped in his palm…
…And the sharp voice of hers that montarily reached his ears when he moved his hand.
It’s as if Lilith’s chest was flickering before his eyes even at this mont…
“Young master, how is your injury?”
“Waaah…!”
Realizing that what was flickering before his eyes was not his imagination but the real Lilith, Ethan fell backward with a startled reaction.
Seeing Ethan’s reaction, Lilith simply stood up quietly from her place without saying a word.
“…You seem to be fine, young master.”
“S-sorry, maid. I was just surprised for a mont.”
“I know I made a difficult request, but you clearly said you would forget about that day…”
“I-I forgot! I told you I forgot…!”
“…The fact that you know what you’ve forgotten ans you haven’t forgotten, doesn’t it?”
“…”
It was just as Lilith said.
Ethan had not forgotten what had happened between them that day, even after three days, but rather rembered it more vividly.
The human brain is an organ that doesn’t understand the concept of denial, so trying to forget sothing or trying not to recall sothing only intensifies the mory and thoughts of that sothing.
A young man in his pri could not free himself from the mory of that day as days passed. [GalaxyTL/Axiomatic]
“I-I’ll do the swings as Father said and return, so please leave, everyone.”
“…Yes.”
“Yes, understood.”
“M-maid, I’d appreciate it if you left too. When you’re nearby… I-I can’t concentrate.”
“…As you wish.”
“…”
Lilith, Ethan’s exclusive maid, left her place along with the other servants while giving him a sowhat cold look.
Ethan, who had been staring blankly at her retreating figure, soon ca to his senses and began swinging the wooden sword in the air…
…To erase that lewd and stimulating scene that kept appearing in his mind through grueling training.
After watching another round of sword training between Ethan and Harold today…
I, who had retreated from the training ground along with the other servants, was feeling sowhat troubled.
The young master of the Blackwood family had started to often wear a sowhat stupid expression and wander around absentmindedly since three days ago.
His ntal state was so disturbed that he even got distracted during sword training with his father, the most important of all.
I knew better than anyone else what had caused his ntal state to be disturbed.
‘Even if he has no experience with won, to think he would end up like this just from touching a chest once….’
Although seducing him physically to regain the position of my exclusive maid was part of the plan, I hadn’t expected it to leave such aftereffects on Ethan.
Moreover, it was all essentially the result of my stupid misunderstanding, so in the end, it just looked like a perverted maid offering her chest to be touched by the young master she serves.
Thinking about it now, it was such a foolish act that I wanted to die of sha because of it, but what made even more uneasy was Ethan’s noticeable changed behavior.
He was constantly acting in a way that suggested sothing had changed in his mind, and his attitude towards was becoming more and more awkward as days passed.
I felt it was only a matter of ti before it was discovered that I was essentially the cause of Ethan’s changed behavior.
…In fact, the solution might be surprisingly simple.
I just needed to close my eyes and sohow let him touch once more to fade the impression of that intense mory from last ti.
The reason he was making that stupid expression and spacing out was simply because the stimulus was too strong. It seed like a problem that could be almost solved just by making that stimulus familiar.
The problem was that I didn’t like that thod, which was why I was worrying about it now.
It’s one thing to let him touch once, but does it make sense to offer my chest two or three tis until he gets used to it?
The mont that happens, it’s practically the sa as voluntarily getting sucked into becoming the original Lilith from the ga.
Moreover, if I’m not careful, Ethan, who has truly awakened to the sensations of a woman’s body, might demand sothing even worse later.
What I allowed was up to the chest only. If Ethan demands any more lewd acts, I have no intention of allowing it.
Personally, I didn’t want to let him touch anymore, either. [GalaxyTL/Axiomatic]
It wasn’t that I disliked Ethan touching , but rather that I didn’t like the strange feeling I got when I was touched last ti.
I had a strange feeling that if I gave in to that sensation, I might not be able to return to my original self for so reason.
Now, there was only one viable thod remaining.
I sohow needed to divert Ethan’s attention, which was currently focused on the mory of touching my chest, to sothing else.
Of course, it wouldn’t be easy to replace the mory of touching Lilith’s chest in the mind of a man in his pri with sothing else, but it was sothing that had to be done sohow to resolve this situation.
If Ethan continued to show such a stupid attitude without recovering, there was a possibility that Harold would find out everything about what had happened between and Ethan.
It wasn’t just a matter of firing the exclusive maid who did such a thing. There was a possibility of severe punishnt for the cri of seducing his son.
‘I might end up having an unwanted reunion with those fucking girls in Silverwood…’
As increasingly anxious thoughts rose in my mind, I couldn’t help but worry more and more.
Sohow, I needed to make Ethan focus his interest on sothing else before Harold noticed, and if possible, not on sothing related to , but in a constructive direction…
“What are you pondering about, Miss Lilith Rosewood?”
“Eek?!”
As I was standing still, pondering over the problem that wouldn’t easily be resolved, Head Butler Dittyer approached and spoke.
Even after encountering this guy whose thoughts I could never understand, no matter when I saw him, my mind was always in a confused state when he showed up.
‘I’m already seriously worried about Ethan, so why did he suddenly show up and…’
I almost got annoyed at the appearance of this guy who was making my already complicated mind even more complicated.
…But the thought suddenly crossed my mind that I might be able to get help from Dittyer, who manages many aspects of the mansion.
Co to think of it, this head butler, like , had most vividly observed Ethan’s recently changed behavior while watching the sword training between Ethan and Harold.
Moreover, unlike , who had only been watching Ethan’s training recently, this Dittyer guy had been observing the duels between Ethan and Harold for a long ti.
Maybe it would be possible to divert Ethan’s interest to sothing else by utilizing the information I hear from him…
“…Head Butler Dittyer, I have a question to ask you.”
“What would you like to ask, Miss Lilith Rosewood?”
“You’ve been watching Young Master Ethan cross swords with the master longer than I have, right?”
“Yes. In case either the young master or the head of the household gets seriously injured, I’ve been trying to observe whenever possible since they started directly crossing swords in duels so that I can respond at any ti.”
“In those duels between the young master and the master, I was wondering if I could ask if there has ever been a ti when the young master won against the master.”
“…I’m sorry, Miss Lilith, but this is a personal matter between the young master and the master, so I can’t easily talk about it even to you, Miss Lilith, who is the young master’s exclusive maid.”
…As expected of the tight-lipped head butler, he wouldn’t talk about it so easily.
In fact, the answer was pretty obvious just from this reaction, but I still wanted to get an official statent from Dittyer if possible.
I asked the head butler again as if I really needed to hear this important information.
“It’s knowledge I absolutely need to know, head butler. …I think I can find a way to bring Young Master Ethan, who has suddenly started changing recently, back to how he was before…”
“…Can you be certain about that?”
“I can’t be certain, but… I think I can find a possibility.”
“…”
“You wouldn’t want to see Young Master Ethan unable to concentrate like this either, would you, Head Butler Dittyer?”
The head butler showed a quite troubled expression as if he had to agree with those words.
Finally, as if he had concluded that answering would be an act for Ethan’s benefit, Dittyer carefully answered .
“This information must not be disclosed to anyone else.”
“Yes.”
“Since Young Master Ethan started sword training duels with Harold, the head of the household, the number of tis the young master has landed an effective hit on him is…”
“…”
“…Unfortunately, not even once.”
Dittyer, who secretly passed on this high-level information to while checking if anyone else was listening.
Although the head butler confessed with a guilty expression, thinking that what he said was truly Ethan’s weakness, I, on the contrary, couldn’t help but smile quietly in my heart as soon as I heard his answer.
It was the mont when a way to divert Ethan’s attention, which was currently filled with mories of touching my chest, flashed through my mind.
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