Reincarnated Lord’s Unwanted S*xual Technique Chapter 112

So, Randolph, lead to where she is.

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--I'm super bored.

I was expecting to be able to spend the rest of the afternoon making out with my beloved wife, but instead...

"I'm sorry, I have so business to attend to today".

what......?

"Geez..."

Did I have a look of surprise and loneliness on my face? Charlotte gave a look that said, 'it can't be helped.' then she pressed against . She gave this new version of kabedon, a hips-don? butt-don? I have been harassed. But that's okay. It felt good.

Anyway, for the first ti in a long ti, I decided to go for a walk by myself—or, more accurately, to go for an inspection. Then.

"Even if I am not here, I have everything prepared to entertain Desmond-sama. Please wait in the office."

――Okke!

And so I waited in the Office, but......Nothing! Co on! Don't you know that the longer you make soone wait, the higher the frustration? Now that it's co to this, I might as well enjoy it. I can make progress while having fun.

I leaned on the desk, folded my hands, and hid my mouth in the finger-tenting pose, daydreaming about fun things with Charlotte. Charlotte has completely occupied my mind. To pass the ti while I'm alone, I'll send nasty and degrading thoughts to my beautiful wife, who isn't here right now, as a form of entertainnt. When I did it before, she copied it to the tee.

Even though I thought it was only possible in my fantasies. Magic is amazing. Just rembering that ti, my foolish sword is about to break free from its sheath. What am I? A junior high school student? My sexual urge has been insatiable since I've been linked to Charlotte in so many ways. Though, to be fair, hers was even worse.

Though I am happy to be told that we share a lot of similarities as a couple, I think that a lord and his wife with a voracious sexual appetite is quite a problem in itself. --I don't want to cause any more trouble to the people of my domain.

I was having fun playing as a lonely lord for a while, but unfortunately, Charlotte did not respond. I wonder if her business is that important...

Even more important than ?

"Desmond-sama is the most important! So brace yourselves!"

Great!! ..and..... *burrrr*!

...I'm sorry. Let's stop here while I'm still feeling relieved. It seems she's really busy. I thought about this as I imagined my third creampie with Charlotte.

--It's about ti.

*Knock-knock.*

"Enter." A dignified voice befitting of a lord. I'm not standing up. It was more dignified, and most importantly...

--I can't let soone see that state of what's under my belt!

"Excuse ."

The one who walks in is Katherine, a useless, oral-enthusiast, anal-loving masochist maid, disguised as a first-class maid. With her reddish hair combed up, narrow brown eyes, and cold looks, she was Charlotte's personal maid.

I had high hopes it'd be Sophie, but she was in the middle of moving with my daughter Emily, who is also my daughter. And unlike , who has a useless job as a professional signature writer, she is a teacher. But of course, Katherine is in no way insufficient. It seed to that Charlotte's "entertain" seed to be as usual, so I thought it was ti to play with Katherine. But I realize now how naive that thought was.

"E-e-excuse !"

The way she bit it was incredibly cute--

---- eh?

"M-my na is Monica, and I will be working as an apprentice maid from now on! I will work hard, day and night, to serve you, Please treat well! Desmond-sama!"

She lowered her head with a bow, and her light brown dog ears created a strong dynamic for her. When she raised her head, I saw the familiar auburn eyes, and her tail wagging.

-------Doggo...maid?

The only thing I can think now is why she's here, and apprentice maid? Even though I am a professional signer, I should have the final say on who gets the job at the mansion. But still, Monica's maid outfit is nice, her freshness and her beautiful tanned skin of a young girl serving various things, such as...*cough*

The visual impact made it impossible to think straight.

"Um, um, Desmond-sama...?"

A worried glint in Monica's eyes. But she was still the sa, a fifteen-year-old who was like a niece to , with light brown short hair, bright eyes. a lively, sun-tanned cute beauty. However, her body with dog ears and tail, which were evidence of my (various) sin, now adorned with that maid uniform--

Hmm, what is this sense of cri that fills the entire room? I know that most of it are just my own imagination, but still...

Charlotte's fantasy has made completely aroused! and my lower head is standing stiff in anticipation.

Furthermore, Monica already stated that she will serve even at night.

Therefore, my libido has rejuvenated to the level of a junior high school student!

Head bowing is certainly not the act of the Lord. I wanted her. but.

"M...maybe I shouldn't have co...?"

*Shun,*

And.

Her dog ears and tail droop sadly.

--I feel like I'm doing sothing really bad.

"No, it's nothing. I was just surprised." Don't be flustered, don't be flustered. I am Lord Desmond. I must maintain my composure and dignity...

"I am also happy to et Monica. And, that outfit suits you very well."

Monica (fifteen years old) blushes and smiles. Now that I see her like this, she's so pure and innocent. How can I--!

"Monica-san, please explain to Master."

"Y-yes! Katherine onee-sama"

"You shouldn't call that when we're at work."

"Oh, that's right. Charlotte onee-sama said so, too... Oh, I'm sorry."

---Hm? What did she just say? I just have a lot of questions...

This maid, she just standing quietly, don't you have sothing to explain?

"Des――"

Katherine coughed, and Monica hastily retracted her words.

You're just pretending to be the first-class maid, but you're a useless, anal-lov――(Omitted).

"Hmph." Monica straightened up, although I'm sure it wasn't just who felt she looked suggestive. But this is a world without eros so maybe not....or at least it should have. At least, Katherine should know.

Monica stared at with her auburn eyes. Her serious look made straighten my back. She is, after all, a girl from the village of the warrior. In addition, according to rumors, she is the "strongest" in the village..... although my "chicken sense" has never reacted to it, when it cos to serious business, her pressure is pretty strong.

"Master."

"Oh."

"Master is a sinful man."

Monica said.

"------"

--Oi, Katherine!

I wanted to give her a thorough punishnt and humiliate her body, but I couldn't afford to be preoccupied with that if Monica was serious. I put on a facade of calm composure.

"Master has been performing sexual techniques on all night long, playing with every part of my body, and I got knocked up."

Stop it! Don't drain Lord Desmond's ntal point anymore!

I was busy trying to keep my hands from shaking. Monica's cheeks were red and she seed to be saying those words with a sort of determination, but there must be a culprit behind it.

After all, it was my own wife who told she had prepared a surprise for !

Monica swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Her tail also wagged. I was about to gulp down my own spit, too. In many ways.

"That's why... my body is on fire... every night."

Eh?

"Unn, I can't sleep so I have to comfort myself a lot..... every night."

Monica-chan (fifteen years old), a dog-eared maid apprentice's shoulders shake with sha as she struggles to keep her head up. Hey! Don't nod your head you lousy maid!

"So, yesterday, there was a full moon.... when I saw that, I suddenly couldn't understand why...but I wanted to transform and et Des-sama..."

-- uh....

"I'm sorry for that."

---Hmm, so.

In other words, she saw the full moon, beca sexually aroused, and ca to see in a fit of passion.

It is a recurring the that the full moon can drive soone crazy. It's not hard to imagine that this would be a real problem in a fantasy world with magic. However, I've set up a ticking rutting ti bomb.... and I'm the one who caused it in the first place.

"No, no, Des didn't do anything wrong...""*cough*"

"Master is guilty."

Monica said when Katherine coughed, looking straight in the eye.

Her cheeks were so red that I couldn't tell her skin was tan.

Hmm, I don't have any room for discretion here.

And besides.

From the way you're talking, you're saying that you ca out without even telling your parents, right? This could open a case of "Lord Desmond abducting minor". Though in this world, she's not considered a minor anymore...

Dammit! That's exactly what "causing trouble to the people" is!

I had to desperately hide my panic.

"So, that's why, here, please let work here. If I can work at Desmond-sama's place, my parents would be extrely happy and --oh, I'm writing a letter to them right now..... P-please, I'd love to serve you at night as well... I an, I can't.... I can't handle it anymore..."

"Cough"

Katherine's cough startled Monica. She hurriedly bows her head. Her dog ears drew a light brown trajectory.

"S-s-sorr...I am so sorry.. for making such a request to Des---master..."

Her dog's tail trembled. Compared to her usual appearance, she seed so obedient and submissive.

Cute.

Are you excited, uncle?

Self-control!

"Raise your head, Monica." I said in my best lordly tone.

"Y-yes"

Her eyes were watery. Her ears and tail were also shaking.

I wanted to believe that our relationship wasn't one where she needed to be worried like this, but every ti I t her, it was always in the village. She treated more like a valued guest than a lord. But now she is the one who wants to be hired. Moreover, the reason why she ca here is that she can't take the heat off her body...

At only fifteen years old.

And now, she shows the evidence of my sin, with her anxious and watery eyes...

It's no good, I have to control myself, control my inner Ojisan!

"Cough"

I coughed. That made Monica jump, and I was tempted to cough again, but I didn't.

Self-control!

I smiled as kindly as I could. Monica's cheeks slightly blushed.

I don't want to admit it, but this handso nobleman mask works really well. Is this a kind of skill? I wonder if I'll ever be able to use "flash" soday.

But that's beside the point.

"Why should I refuse? I would be happy to have the lovely Monica at my mansion as a maid."

"Des-sama..."

Monica folded her hands across her small chest and wagged her doggy tail, I can almost hear the "Kyuuun" sound effect.

"--Oh, but of course, when you work, you have to hide your dog ears and tail, okay?"

"Yes, of course. Charlotte onee-sama and Katherine onee-sama already said that...and it's better to call Des-sama.....Master and show them only when I'm serving master."

...What should I do? My wife's action is already out of my control.

But that's sothing I already knew.

"...If you understand then it's fine. Also, why do the two of them call each other 'sister'? Is there any reason behind it? You three don't relate at all right?"

"Yes, that's....Charlotte onee-sama said that we are Des-sama's pole siste..."

"No more!"

What the hell is that twenty-nine-year-old woman teaching a fifteen-year-old!

I almost bawled my eyes out, in order to distract myself from the painful reality.

"But I was told not to say that when I'm in front of outsiders..."

"Oh, you can say that to " it's not that I'm totally fine with that, but there's nothing wrong with getting along (deeply). "But be careful saying it elsewhere"

"Yes." Monica bows her head.

Yeah, yeah, she's a good kid. And so I said.

"Does that an Katherine calls Charlotte onee-sama, too?"

-It was just a passing question.

There was no ulterior motive, no expectation, nothing, just a passing thought.

I had not expected it to be the key to a new door that should not be opened.

"Yes, Charlotte is now my onee-sama." said Katherine. I feel like there is so kind of pride in her.

"Hmm, I see."

"is there sothing wrong?"

"- No, nothing really?"

Then, I said it. That passing thought.

"If Charlotte, Katherine, and Monica are sisters, then age-wise, would that make Charlotte's little brother?"

*throb!*

"Desmond-sama as, ....little.....brother...?"

---- eh?

..................

...What did I just hear? I'm sorry, I didn't hear you, please say that again? I thought, but there was no further response. Instead, my "chicken sense" is sounding the maximum alarm. - But what? This is similar to the ti when I had an affair with Katherine...

--Okay, let's not think about that now.

"Is sothing wrong, Master?"

"No, nothing."

Really.

And so, in my mansion, not only a mistress but also a niece (fake) lived together as a dog-eared maid trainee.