Chapter 78: Night Stroll

Debbie-san licked and licked, determined not to let a single drop escape, squeezing and sucking from the base of the cock all the way up to the glans. Her tenacity was honestly a little scary.

"Hmmm... I thought I could go for another round, but maybe not? I wonder how Linda is doing. Is it because of the difference between the bathhouse and the bedroom?"

Even though she said that, the real reason was that it was a bed inside a private room. I didn’t point it out.

"Bath time is limited, so we should probably head out soon, right?"

"Ah!? That’s right! Let’s get out quickly, Robin-sama!"

Flustered, Debbie and I headed toward the changing room together. Debbie-san, the main problem is that you were still wearing your clothes the whole time—that’s why a double-header was impossible.

Dinner was finished, and it was time to sleep. I half-expected Lily to come, but instead it was the old grandma maid again. By the time she entered the room, she already looked extremely sleepy. I climbed into bed and pretended to fall asleep, breathing steadily.

The maid also curled up and started making sleeping sounds. That posture looks really uncomfortable... I couldn’t help but worry. I slipped out of bed and quietly approached her. She didn’t notice me at all. Even when I peered at her face, she didn’t suddenly open her eyes and say "I was just pretending!" She really was fast asleep in that awkward position.

Feeling sorry for her, I started seeing my own grandmother from my previous life in this old lady. It must be tough staying in that posture. I slid my hands under her armpit and knees and gently lifted her.

"Kuu..."

She made a small sound but showed no sign of waking up. She was surprisingly light. Of course she would be, with such a small body, but I was impressed that she could still perform normal maid duties like this.

I carried her to the sofa and laid her down. Unlike Linda, she fit perfectly on it. After placing a cushion under her head, she murmured with her eyes still closed,

"Thank you very much..."

So it was a deliberate act after all.

Leaving the sleeping maid behind, I went outside. My waist felt a bit light... or maybe the earlier activity had been more taxing than I thought? I felt slightly dizzy. I climbed up onto the roof. The view was nice again tonight. As I approached Michelle’s room, I heard a faint voice that didn’t belong to Michelle.

It wasn’t Michelle’s voice, but it was coming from near her room. I recognized this voice. I’d heard it recently... yes, I had. Wasn’t this the voice I heard this morning? Marin-sensei? Drawn by the sound, I crept forward silently, stealthily. I mentally turned my hearing volume to maximum and sharpened its directionality. (Of course, this was all in my head.)

Michelle’s room had its curtains open today, but strangely, neither sound nor sight leaked out. Marin-sensei’s voice seemed to be coming from the room next to Michelle’s. The curtains were thin lace rather than thick, but I still couldn’t see inside. However, there must have been a gap at the window, because the sound was leaking through.

"Aaahn..."

After Marin-sensei’s sweet, nasal moan came the low voice of a man (probably her husband). I really didn’t want to hear a man’s voice. Even though something had happened between Marin-sensei and me, it was nice that she was still passionate with her husband at night. Wanting to hear more of her voice was just a man’s natural desire. If I could see it, I definitely wanted to watch. I should have told her earlier—if this was going to happen, please don’t close the curtains at night and enjoy yourself with your husband. I wanted to press my ear against the window and listen, but there was no good place to put my feet. And if someone saw me in that position, it would be a disaster.

While I was thinking about all this, it seemed to be over already... Marin-sensei hadn’t moaned much. There was no soundproofing in the rooms, so sounds should have leaked freely. The fact that I couldn’t hear much probably meant she hadn’t let out many sweet moans. Maybe because they were newlyweds, they kept things relatively tame? Or perhaps she was holding back her voice out of consideration for the neighbors?

"Roby-sama?"

I turned around and saw Lily standing there.

"As I thought. There was a report about someone walking on the roof in the middle of the night. I had a hunch, so I came to check and sure enough, it was you, Roby-sama."

"A report?"

"Yes~~"

"From who?"

"I cannot answer that due to confidentiality of information sources."

"I see... haa. How do you always know?"

"That is also part of the confidentiality, so I can’t say."

"So you really can’t tell me anything."

"Correct. Roby-sama, let’s go back."

"Lily, tonight...?"

"What are you talking about? There is no such situation tonight, is there?"

"Yeah, you’re right. Nothing at all."

"Yes. Then let’s head back."

And so, with no spicy developments whatsoever, I returned to my room. The night-shift maid was still asleep on the sofa. Maybe the person who made the report was this maid?

When morning came, I woke up with morning wood, but there was no one to take care of it, so I just waited for it to settle down on its own. Because of what happened yesterday, the contrast felt especially harsh. But this was normal. Yesterday had been the exception.

At breakfast, the one who served the food was Debbie... surprisingly. As she placed the plate down, she whispered softly,

"Roby-sama, you can already feel the effects!"

Surprised, I looked at Debbie. She poked her own cheek with her finger and showed me,

"Look, it’s so plump now!"

She said it happily, but I couldn’t really see any difference. Debbie continued,

"Please call for me again next time you take a bath. For some reason the night shift is very competitive, so it doesn’t seem like it’ll come to me easily."

"Hmmm~~"

"I wonder why?"

She made a puzzled face for a moment, then immediately returned to her professional maid expression and continued working.

I understand wanting Linda and Lily for the night shift, but what should I do about the other auntie maids who come? Though if I keep taking pity on them like last night and moving them to the sofa, more and more maids might start hoping for the night shift. Maybe the rumor "Roby-sama’s night shift lets you sleep comfortably" is already spreading? I could probably choose who I want for night duty, but if I said that out loud, Cass would definitely get suspicious.