Chapter 13: The Long Night and All Sorts of Thoughts

Cass hurried me along, so I quickly dried myself and got dressed before leaving the bath. White semen was slowly dripping from between Cass’s legs. Did I really release that much? I thought as I pointed it out to her.

"It’s fine," she said with a calm smile. "I’ll clean it up properly, so please don’t worry about it."

Even as she spoke, Cass scooped some of the semen onto her finger and brought it to her nose to smell it. When she noticed me staring, she smiled and said,

"Prince Robby’s is quite thick. Is it because you’re so young?"

We both left the changing room without properly drying our hair. There were no hair dryers here anyway. Breathing heavily, we returned to my room.

When our eyes met, we both burst out laughing. We now shared a very sweet secret.

I pulled Cass’s head closer, intending to kiss her, but she refused.

"No, we mustn’t! Someone might be watching!"

"Why not? It should be fine, right?"

"It’s not fine. If anyone finds out about our relationship, it will damage your reputation, Prince Robby. Today was a special exception. I will never do something like this again."

What are you saying, Cass!?

"Why is it bad? Tell me."

"If people find out that I — a married woman much older than you — have been involved with you, what do you think will happen? I’m even older than Princess Doreen. Just the rumor alone would bring you nothing but trouble!"

Cass spoke firmly. With her words, all my hopes and sweet dreams for the future came crashing down.

"So... does that mean you won’t come for the night shift?"

"I will not come. Absolutely not! Also, from now on, I will stop assigning young maids to your night duty. I’ll make sure only older maids who won’t cause any problems stay with you overnight!"

"Nooo~"

The situation was turning into the perfect example of "don’t be greedy."

"Then... can we only do it during bath time?"

"I was thinking of assigning an even older maid for your baths as well..."

"No way! If you do that, I might explode!!"

"Explode...? What do you mean?"

"When a young man’s sexual desire builds up, it becomes unbearable. If I can’t hold it in anymore, I might attack a maid. If that happens, it’ll be your fault, Cass!"

Even I knew my logic was nonsense, but the thought of never being able to do it with Cass again was unbearable. Your first partner really is important!

Cass made a troubled face and thought for a moment.

"My husband never did anything like that..." she muttered quietly, then let out a deep sigh.

"Very well. It won’t be every time, but if you promise not to do anything like today again, I’ll consider it."

"Ehh..."

"So you were planning to do the same things again in the future!?"

"Eh? But you looked like you were enjoying it too!"

"I was not! I would never do anything so shameless!"

No, no, no — I wish I could rewind time and show her what she looked like and sounded like earlier. Why doesn’t this world have video recording!?

Anyway, arguing wasn’t getting me anywhere, so I reluctantly said,

"...Fine."

My tone had dropped completely. Cass softened a little and replied,

"I’ll think about it after watching how you behave from now on."

At least I had gained a small concession. Good. I had her word for now. All that was left was to keep pushing — gently, persistently, little by little. Don’t underestimate a boy’s lower half. Actually... please do lick it.

After finishing dinner, it was finally time to sleep. The night-shift maid wasn’t Cass or a young one, but the slightly older maid who sometimes came. She was the type that made me want to call her "auntie" instead of "maid."

Once the room grew dark, I climbed into bed and thought about everything that had happened today. Of course, I replayed my first time with Cass over and over, but I also thought about the skill I had received from that dying man.

Appraisal was convenient, but I wished it gave more detailed information. Would more details unlock if I leveled it up? And how did I level it up anyway? Maybe there was information about it in the books at the academy. I should check tomorrow.

As for "Death-Bearing Skill," if the name was literal, maybe I had to be present when someone was dying for the skill to transfer. But witnessing someone’s death wasn’t something that happened often. Where could I go to see people die? A hospital? A nursing home? No, those probably didn’t exist here. Then where...? My knowledge of this world was still too limited.

Suddenly, an idea hit me — a church! If I went to a church, maybe I would encounter someone on the verge of death by chance. I should ask Cass to take me there.

But my cock refused to settle down. Every time I closed my eyes, the memory of my first time with Cass replayed vividly in my mind. What was I supposed to do? My hand naturally drifted toward my erection (tears). I remembered when I first discovered masturbation in my previous life — I did it so many times that barely anything came out by the end. But back then I was young, so the next day I was completely fine and went to school like normal.

Still, what was I supposed to do with this current arousal? There was no way I could ask the older maid to take care of it. I still had that much sense. If I came in bed, I wouldn’t know how to clean it up. And there was no way I could open the window and shoot it outside.

The only option left was the toilet... I guess I’d have to go there. Tomorrow they’d probably report, "Prince Robby went to the toilet many times during the night."

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In the morning, while my cock stood proudly at attention, Cass came in to open the curtains. I said to her,

"Cass, I’d like to visit a church. Is that possible?"

Cass froze as if time had stopped. After a moment, she walked over to my bed and placed her hand on my forehead.

"You don’t seem to have a fever... So you’re not sick. How strange. I thought you might have a wisdom fever, but everything seems normal."

She was being incredibly rude. Maybe it’s because I lost my virginity yesterday? I wished she would say something like that instead.

"Is it really that weird for me to want to go to church? It’s not that unusual, is it?"

I thought I was making a perfectly reasonable point, but Cass replied,

"I can’t believe Prince Robby is saying something so sensible! I must report this to Her Highness immediately!"

"Why are you making such a big deal out of it?"

"No, this is a big deal! In the past, whenever I suggested you visit the church, you always made excuses — headaches, stomachaches, or saying you simply weren’t in the mood. And now you’re asking to go on your own. Ah, I must thank God that Prince Robby has been reborn!"

Cass knelt down and bowed her head in gratitude toward some invisible god. Watching her, even my morning erection started to subside.

As Cass hurried off to Mother’s room in a flurry, I thought about how I had science class at the academy this morning. It would be nice if I could encounter someone who’s about to die, I thought with rather dark expectations.

After breakfast, I headed to the science teacher’s academy (his name was apparently Mr. Plant) with Cass and guard Byrne, just like yesterday.

Science in this world seemed to have developed from alchemy (same as in my previous world). It included the usual mixing of medicines. If we’re talking about science as a broad category, it probably covered pharmacology, chemistry, mathematics, and physics. The boundaries seemed pretty vague. Making potions would be amazing, but at least antidotes probably existed.

As we approached the academy, a strange, strong odor hit us. It made sense — there were pharmacies and shops boiling medicinal herbs, as well as places tanning and stripping hides that gave off terrible smells. This area seemed to be where all the smelly professions gathered. Because of that, many of the buildings looked run-down, and even in the middle of the day, some people were leaning against walls with dazed eyes.

Were they high on drugs? Or was it solvents? Either way, the place felt dangerous. Cass and Byrne both pressed cloths over their noses to block the smell.

The academy itself was smaller and had fewer students than the history one. The students all looked like they had strong personalities (or problems). The smell of boiled herbs hung constantly in the air. Cass and Byrne kept making uncomfortable faces, and even I found it hard to endure. The students, however, seemed used to it and looked perfectly fine.

The lesson consisted of the teacher writing on the blackboard about which herbs could be turned into medicines, while the students copied everything down. In the afternoon, they would go outside the city to gather herbs.

Mr. Plant kindly showed me the inner preparation room. Only I was allowed inside — Cass and Byrne had given up on the smell and waited outside. Shelves were packed with jars covered in symbols that only the teacher could understand. He said he used unique symbols so that even if someone tried to steal them, they wouldn’t know what was what.

While enduring the stench (I felt like I might gain a "Bad Smell Resistance" skill), the teacher took down a jar, opened the lid, and showed me the contents.

"This is a fast-acting poison. Just one ear-spoonful is enough to kill someone instantly," he said with a grin.

When I used Appraisal, it showed:

Poison – Fast-acting

Next, he opened the jar beside it and let me smell the contents. It had a slightly sweet scent.

"This is an aphrodisiac. You might not need it yet, Prince Robby, but it can drive women wild," he said with a sly smile.

Poison and aphrodisiac sitting side by side — truly heaven and hell together.

"How do you use it?" I asked, trying to sound casual.

The teacher looked a little surprised but explained anyway.

"Just mix about a teaspoon into a drink or food for the person you want. It doesn’t affect the taste, so they won’t notice they’ve taken it."

I pretended to be uninterested, but inside I was very curious. When I appraised it, it showed:

Aphrodisiac – Strong aphrodisiac effect

The teacher added, "It’s a bit expensive, but women never realize they’ve been given it."

Sorry, but I have no plans to use it. Using something like this at my apparent age would be problematic. Although... maybe I could try it on Cass? I kind of wanted to see her lose control.

He then showed me another jar.

"This is a contraceptive."

I couldn’t help but look inside. It was a thick, jelly-like substance.

"How do you use it?" I asked.

"It’s not for drinking. The woman inserts it deep inside. Even if it’s done after the act, stirring it in quickly can still work."

He kindly explained the method and added, "This one is also quite expensive. It’s very popular among nobles. Actually, this sells the best."

Appraisal showed:

Contraceptive – For women

I asked if there were any potions. He said there were medicines for treating illnesses, but healing magic used by nuns at the church was faster and more versatile, so most patients went there instead. Medicine here seemed to be used according to symptoms, but the field appeared quite deep.

In the end, the strong medicinal smell made me feel sick, so I left early during the break. The teacher laughed and said, "Getting used to the smell is the hardest part," but next time I’d rather have him come to the palace.

On the way home, we saw a man collapsed on the side of the road. He was lying face down, so he clearly wasn’t well. Cass said,

"Prince Robby, it’s dangerous. Let’s avoid him and keep going."

But I was curious, so I approached. When I appraised him:

Grover – 39 years old – Unemployed – Agile Legs 2, Concealment 1

This was a jackpot! Blood was spreading from underneath his body. He was clearly on the verge of death. I absolutely had to get his skill!

Cass urged me, "Prince Robby, let’s go quickly. It’s better not to get involved!"

But I declared firmly, "As a prince, I cannot ignore a dying commoner on the roadside!"

I waited for the guards to arrive. Both Cass and Byrne stared at me with wide eyes. Sorry for always surprising you two.

After a while, several guards arrived carrying a wooden board. They had probably already judged him as likely to die and brought it to carry the body. It seemed people dying on the roadside were basically considered dead before they actually passed.

When the guards lifted Grover onto the board, I moved closer and reached out my hand. Even without touching him, I felt something flow into me. I’d check myself later.

There were five guards, so I asked Cass for five large copper coins and handed them to the man who looked like the captain.

"Please have a meal with this," I said.

They looked embarrassed but thanked me profusely. Cass scolded me, saying, "Giving money to people like that won’t do any good," and Byrne looked exasperated. Whatever — it was thanks for the skill. Maybe I should thank God too while I was at it.

When we got back, Cass immediately went to report to Mother. During lunch, Mother praised me, saying, "It’s good to show kindness to the people," and gave me fifty large copper coins.

However, both Cass and I smelled strongly of medicine, so she told us, "Go change your clothes right away."

The money I had given the guards had been Cass’s, so I immediately returned it using the coins Mother gave me. I was also told that when I wanted to visit the church, I could receive separate offering money. How generous.