Chapter 77: Bath Time

Gulp, gulp. Marin-sensei swallowed what she had licked up, pulled her mouth away, and let out a long "Fuuu—" breath.

For now, it was over, but Marin-sensei wasn’t smiling. Her expression was stiff, though the tension seemed to have left her shoulders.

"Marin-sensei, that’s enough now. Please put your clothes back on."

At my words, Marin-sensei placed her hands on the floor and lowered her head to it.

"I am truly, deeply sorry. And... thank you very much."

When she lifted her face, she was no longer crying.

She stood up, put on her panties, slipped on her chemise, and then her outer clothes. Was this the last time I’d see Marin-sensei’s body? After what happened today, I have no intention of using power harassment to force a relationship.

Once Marin-sensei was fully dressed, I sat down in a chair, drank the now-cold black tea, and ate the cake. Maybe because of my mood, it didn’t taste like much. We finished eating in silence. I then stood up and left the room. At the entrance, the older man who had guided me bowed politely and saw me off.

I walked the entire way back to the royal palace in complete silence. People passing by around us were chatting noisily.

"Marin-sensei, let’s hold hands."

I offered my hand. Marin-sensei stared at me for a moment before slowly reaching out and taking it. Her hand was warm and soft.

"Lord Robby, please forget what happened today," she said, looking me in the eyes.

I grinned back at her.

"I can’t do that! Marin-sensei’s naked body is burned into my eyes. I might even dream about it tonight. But I promise I won’t tell anyone about today for the rest of my life, so please don’t say anything either, okay?"

"...Yes."

"Still, I never imagined Marin-sensei would be so beautiful and cute. I’m jealous of your husband."

"Eh!?"

Finally, Marin-sensei smiled—though her face was still slightly stiff.

Back in my room, I had Cas bring me lunch. Cas asked with a teasing tone,

"Lord Robby, are you going to the Accounting Bureau again today? Haven’t you had enough yet?"

"Fufufu," she seemed to imply.

"Of course I’m going! If I can be useful, I’ll do anything!"

"Oh my?"

Cas looked surprised, but then smiled.

"In that case, I shall escort you."

She seemed happy that I wanted to go again today and cheerfully cleaned up.

When I entered the Accounting Bureau, everyone seemed surprised that I had come back. Whispers and murmurs spread through the room.

With Cas leading the way, I walked through the waves of murmuring. I kept a smile plastered on my face, trying to show everyone that I was in a great mood and wasn’t bothered at all by yesterday.

I was brought before the head of the Accounting Bureau.

"Please take care of Lord Robby again today," Cas said.

"We shall," the director replied, then turned to me. "Lord Robin, thank you for coming again today without getting discouraged. So... what would you like to do today? Um..."

"Excuse me, but could I help Christine-san again today?"

"Christine? Ah, of course. Chriiiistineee— Lord Robin is asking for youuu—!"

"Yeees!!"

Christine’s voice came from the back of the room.

"Then I’ll head over to Christine-san’s spot."

"I see. Please do."

While feeling the curious gazes of the older ladies on me, I walked toward Christine’s desk. Marin-sensei’s desk was nearby. She was already working. When I approached, she looked up. Her face was tense, though she had changed clothes. She was clearly radiating a "please don’t talk to me" aura. I gave her a light bow, didn’t say anything, and continued past her to Christine’s desk.

"Christine-san, thank you for your guidance again today."

"Likewise. Please work hard again today! I’m counting on you, Lord Robby!"

"Yes!!"

I sat down next to Christine and started working.

I quietly focused on calculations. When I briefly looked up, Christine was glancing my way. She smiled softly, and I went back to calculating. After checking about ten sheets, I passed the documents back with a note: "Won’t I get to see them today either?"

Christine read it and let out a small chuckle. She wrote back, "Do you really want to see an old lady’s legs?" I replied, "Of course I do!" and passed it to her. For some reason it hit her funny bone hard, and she laughed without making a sound.

Then she wrote, "Yesterday was too bold, so today is a break." When I made a disappointed face, she lightly kicked my leg under the desk. I caught her foot between both of mine and held it there while continuing my calculations.

I thought Christine might hate it, but she let me do as I pleased. Maybe this was an extension of her apology for yesterday? There wasn’t much more I could do in this setting, so I eventually let go of her foot.

Without looking directly, I glanced toward Marin-sensei. She didn’t seem very good at calculation work—she was taking about 1.5 times longer than others to process documents. When I looked at the papers that came to her, there were always calculation errors, but the content itself wasn’t particularly difficult. It was about the same level as everyone else’s. I could only say she wasn’t suited for it. Still, being assigned to me on top of that made her work even slower, and in the end she ended up saying those harsh things... I can understand why. It’s too late to do anything about it now, though.

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Cas came to pick me up right as the work at the Accounting Bureau was finishing. She didn’t really need to come get me, but apparently it’s proper etiquette for her to meet the head of the bureau and formally hand me over. Well, these kinds of bothersome formalities are probably only necessary at the beginning.

Cas’s blouse was neatly buttoned up tight at the chest, but the Accounting Bureau director’s uniform was even looser than yesterday. Her collarbones were clearly visible, and her flat chest below them was on full display. If she leaned forward, you’d be able to see not just her nipples but even her stomach. Was she doing this on purpose for me? Or does she just like wearing her clothes this way?

Even if I’m shown the director’s chest, I have no urge to reach out. If it’s a flat chest, I already have Stevie.

When I returned to my room, Cas handed me one silver coin.

"This is your lesson fee for tomorrow."

Oh! I finally received compensation for my labor! Thank goodness. I wonder who will be escorting me tomorrow?

"Cas, who’s going with me tomorrow?"

"Yes, I will be accompanying you."

"Eh!? You’re coming, Cas?"

"That’s right. We talked about it yesterday, didn’t we? I said I should go greet them once."

"Now that you mention it, I guess we did."

So much had happened since yesterday that I’d completely forgotten.

"But won’t you just be watching the whole time until I’m done? Won’t that be boring?"

"That’s true, but it’s part of my job."

So it’s like a parent observation day.

"I see. Please take care of me tomorrow."

I bowed my head, and Cas bowed back.

"Yes, understood."

Still, working in the afternoon really tired me out. My shoulders are stiff, yet my arms can still spin around like crazy. The body of a 10-year-old is terrifying.

Before dinner, it was finally time for a bath after a while. This morning Marin-sensei had drained me, and Linda had done it before that too, so I was worried that the same "unlimited milking" auntie might show up again—but it was someone different. A woman in her mid-30s. I didn’t recognize her face, but as she was washing my body, she said with admiration,

"My, Lord Robby, you’ve grown so much!"

Right as she was washing my little dick, which was starting to react, I asked,

"Has my dick gotten bigger too? I can’t really tell myself."

She burst out laughing.

"Yes indeed. Your little dick has grown bigger, and your body is gradually turning from a child’s into an adult’s."

While she said this in a casual tone, she carefully washed my glans, shaft, and balls. Of course that made me react! Yet she showed no sign of minding at all and began deliberately stimulating my cock. She added more soap to her hand and started rubbing and twisting around the head. Was she waiting for my reaction?

"Ah... ah," I let out a voice, then asked,

"I-Is it really okay to do something like this? Isn’t this... outside the scope of your job?"

"Oh my, you’ve become an adult, so it’s fine, isn’t it? You’re young, after all. It must be hard holding it all in."

So she’s doing this intentionally?

"An adult?"

I’ve had so many adult experiences that I can’t even remember which one she’s referring to.

"No need to play innocent. I heard you called a maid to serve you at night. You properly turned her into a woman, didn’t you? Such a fine adult man you are. Ufufu. Oh my, it’s gotten so hard already."

As she spoke, she kept stroking—stroke, stroke! My sexual stamina knows no end no matter how many times I cum! It feels like I have an infinite supply of semen stored in another dimension. I don’t think I’ll ever run dry.

Even though it’s just a handjob, it feels subtly different from Linda and Lily! The size of her hand is different, and the way she grips and strokes is slightly different too. That freshness is amazing!

"Oh dear, Lord Robby. You look like you’re about to cum soon. Would you like me to drink it?"

Wow! She’s so understanding! I nodded eagerly. She stopped her hand, rinsed my cock with hot water to wash off the soap, then started stroking again while taking me into her mouth with a chomp. The blowjob felt different too. The way she used her lips and tongue, the speed of her hand movements, and where her fingers touched were all unique. Before I knew it... while shooting my load, I idly thought that these individual differences are truly precious. Not everything needs to be standardized.

I held the maid’s head and thrust my hips jerkily as I poured everything into her mouth. I didn’t think I had that much left, but...

"Oh my, just as Linda said. Lord Robby’s semen feels hot as it goes down the throat. It makes my whole body feel warm too."

Huh? Linda told her?

"Oh dear, I let it slip. Please don’t look so surprised, Lord Robby. Ufufu. My name is Debbie Harry, and I’m Linda’s colleague. Lately Linda’s skin has been looking so good and radiant, so I asked her why. She said she’d been drinking something good for the body, but wouldn’t tell me what. It was suspicious. After night shift, everyone usually looks exhausted and sleep-deprived, but Linda was different. If I had to compare it, she looked like she’d been thoroughly loved by her husband the night before and had a great orgasm that morning.

After pestering her over and over, she finally told me that during night duty, drinking Lord Robby’s stuff made her feel better. So I asked to switch with her for today’s bath duty. I simply had to have some for myself!

I thought there might be more, but since you’re still small, it can’t be helped. I’ll volunteer for night duty sometime soon, so please take care of me then too!"

I think the reason there wasn’t much was because I’d already cum several times today, but I asked her anyway,

"Please don’t spread this story around too much."

"Of course! If more rivals appear, our share will decrease!"

She said it with a big, beaming smile.