Violet, after a night of passion, returned to her room around 2 AM.
She had said she wouldn't let me sleep, but I guess she decided sleeping in the same bed as me like yesterday was too risky.
Because if she were caught coming out of the room in the morning by her father-in-law, there would be no way to explain it.
After Violet returned to the marital bedroom, I looked towards the closet, which was still tightly shut.
No sound came from inside.
It was quiet as a mouse.
"Camilla?"
Sensing something was amiss, I called her name softly, slowly approached, and opened the closet door.
-Fwahak!
I unintentionally scrunched my brow at the lustful scent that explosively burst out from inside.
I knew what this smell was.
It was the pheromone scent that succubi emit from their bodies when aroused.
I immediately created wind to expel the trapped scent from the closet outside.
Hidden in the narrow space, she, who must have spied on my and Violet's lovemaking from beginning to end, was fast asleep, exhausted, her entire body drenched in sweat, perhaps due to the heat.
"...."
I carefully took the sleeping Camilla out of the closet, holding her in my arms.
A dark stain remained where she had been crouching.
I laid the sleeping her on the bed and shook her small shoulder, which fit into one hand.
Soon, Camilla's eyelids began to flutter.
"…Ughm."
At first, she just tossed and turned, but as she regained consciousness, perhaps recalling the situation just before falling asleep, Camilla shot upright.
Thanks to that, our eyes met exactly, mine belonging to me sitting on a chair placed directly in front of her.
I handed her a glass of water.
"How was it? What are your thoughts after witnessing it firsthand?"
Perhaps thirsty, she downed the glass I gave her in one go and asked for another.
When I obediently tilted the kettle, she held a cup in each hand this time and slowly sipped the water.
"You looked like you were having a really good time."
I nodded at her words.
"There are individual differences, of course. Violet is a Beastkin, so her body is probably more sensitive. Moreover, Beastkin have periodic heat cycles."
"Heat cycle?"
"To put it simply, it's a time when the urge to preserve the species becomes stronger. Among Beastkin, wild Lamias or Harpies, which lack males, sometimes kidnap males of other species to relieve their pent-up lust when their heat cycle arrives."
"I see."
Camilla nodded and looked at me.
"I've become certain of one thing because of this."
"What's that?"
"You're very skilled at handling women. And you also possess excellent communication skills that allow you to lead relationships proactively."
"…What? Are you mocking me right now?"
I couldn't understand the meaning just from the context of the conversation, so I decided to listen more to what she was saying.
"And even though I was unconscious, you didn't touch a single hair on me. Therefore, I've judged you to be a trustworthy person."
I was slightly dumbfounded.
"You're saying you trust me based on something like that?"
Camilla tilted her head and asked.
"Or do you want to rape me?"
"Wait, that's not what I meant!"
As I raised my voice in panic, Camilla covered her mouth and chuckled.
"So you can make a flustered expression too."
I always led the pace in conversations with Camilla.
But this time, I couldn't deny being swept up in her pace.
I finally let out a deep sigh and ran my fingers through my messy hair.
"Let's be honest with each other. Frankly speaking, there's no benefit for me in teaching you diligently. I'm just taking on troublesome work unilaterally. At worst, I could just throw a textbook at you and tell you to study on your own."
"So you're saying you're dissatisfied because there's no reward?"
"…If you insist on putting it that way, then yes."
"Then how about thinking about it the other way around?"
"What do you mean by that?"
I stared intently at Camilla, who was saying strange things.
Then, catching my gaze, she placed her hand on her greatly swollen chest and said.
"I'll give you the opportunity to color me in your own shades. Anything lewd is fine while you're teaching me. As long as you don't forcibly take my virginity."
"Are you saying the process itself is the reward?"
"Something like that."
"…This was the first time in my life I'd received such a bold proposal."
I hadn't really dated anyone, and my experiences were limited to spending a night with a woman I clicked with during my travels occasionally, or visiting brothels when I wanted to relieve my lust.
My Master scolded me, telling me to get married quickly before becoming an old bachelor, but honestly, I wasn't keen on the women who clung to me for my title as Archmage or the wealth earned from my patents; they seemed like gold-diggers.
Considering those circumstances, it was quite an enticing proposal.
To corrupt the beautiful succubus, Camilla, who was also a virgin, to my liking.
A wealthy perverted noble would probably pay a fortune for this.
"It's spilled milk already, anyway."
Once started, it couldn't be easily stopped midway.
That's the nature of inertia.
Camilla probably considered all these facts before mustering the courage to make the proposal.
After much deliberation, I opened my mouth.
"Alright. Let's do this then."
For now, I accept.
"For the next three months. I'll teach you for just three months. I'll provide sex education if you want. But-"
"But?"
"After that period, I will ask you if you want to continue this relationship."
Camilla bit her lip.
But perhaps unable to think of a better alternative, she eventually accepted the condition I proposed.
"Okay. Let's do that."
It was a secret contract between the two of us, made late at night when everyone else was asleep.
The morning of the last day dawned.
Having overworked my back for six hours last night, I sat at the dining table, patting my throbbing lower back.
Camilla, sitting opposite me, was already eating with a composed expression.
On the surface, the relationship between her and me hadn't changed.
A guest of the Demon King's army and the dedicated maid assisting her.
But behind the scenes, there was the relationship of teacher and student.
As she wished, the proper education would begin once we returned to the Demon King's Castle.
"Here! Eat this too, it's good for you! You need to eat heartily to work hard again today!"
Perhaps thanks to rolling around in bed with me for two consecutive days, Violet's purple fur flowed with luster.
I took a bite of the vegetable salad she handed me and my lips twitched at the bitter taste.
Things that are good for you are always bitter.
But I'd rather live a short, impactful life than force myself to eat things like this.
"A man should eat meat, after all."
As I naturally moved my fork towards the minced meat, Violet lifted her plate, placing a hand on her hip.
"Hey! Picky eating is bad for your health!"
"...."
Are you my mom?
With a scowl on my face, I had to half-force myself to consume the salad on my plate.
Even though it's autumn, working for a long time under the blazing sun with no shade is quite tough.
That's why the work was always done by choosing times when the sun was less hot.
"Hoo."
I wiped the beads of sweat forming on my forehead and looked around.
Now, no matter where I turned my head, I couldn't see the golden waves.
Finally, the entire 24.5 acres of land had been harvested.
As I, drained due to mana depletion, trudged out of the field, Camilla, who had watched the entire scene from behind, approached with a dry towel.
"You've worked hard."
"Ah, thank you."
I roughly wiped the sweat with the towel she handed me and asked.
"So, are we returning to the Demon King's Castle now?"
"Yes. Since you have excellently completed the mission assigned by the Demon King, you may now return to the castle."
I felt a sense of deep emotion and looked back.
It was truly all over now.
As I stood there blankly savoring the moment, Violet, who had been leading the villagers by example, approached and asked.
"Mage-nim, you'll stay for dinner too, right? We decided to have a small party among the villagers to celebrate the end of the autumn harvest."
Instead of answering her question immediately, I looked at Camilla beside me.
Camilla shook her head.
"I apologize, but Patraash-nim, being affiliated with the Demon King's army, has a duty to report mission completion to the Demon King above all else."
"Ah…"
Hearing that, Violet unintentionally wore a disappointed expression.
But one must hear people out completely.
"However, once the mission report is done, I have no grounds to restrict Patraash-nim's actions. So, would it be alright for him to join later, even if it's late?"
At the unexpected twist, Violet's face bloomed with smiles as she nodded.
"Yes! Anytime!"
Thus, the first mission received after being assigned to the Demon King's army concluded successfully in a warm atmosphere.