Night.
Elisa had not yet returned.
But the house was quite lively.
"..."
In the bathroom, a maid was secretly flicking her bean, thinking she hadn't been discovered.
And then.
"Boo hoo... how could you... do that to an aunt?"
"..."
The blonde woman, who claimed to be Elisa's relative, was being pinned down by Silas, her breasts being kneaded as she sobbed.
"I've lived all these years... and I've never been treated so forcefully by a man... I've had no experience at all."
"And if you count my age in human years, I'm twice as old as you."
"..."
"But, Auntie, didn't you try to hypnotize me the very second we met?"
Silas felt it was time to change the subject.
"Eh?"
"I... I just wanted to confirm you and Michelle..."
"Regardless of what you wanted to confirm, I treated you as an intruder. Naturally, I fought back."
"Fighting back... involves groping breasts?"
"The heart is a vital spot. It looks like I'm groping, but in reality, I am holding your life in my hands."
"Eek?!"
"..."
Her face turned pale.
In the bathroom, the maid's finger movements on her clit grew even faster for some reason.
He had to turn off the X-Ray vision.
If this continued, Silas was going to get hard.
"So, Auntie, why did you come here?"
Silas adjusted his posture.
Could it be that Elisa was also facing the "rich in the mountains have distant relatives" situation?
If so, he might really have to help chase her away.
"...It was to deliver this."
Auntie stopped her tears and pulled a crumpled piece of parchment from her pocket, something that looked familiar to Silas.
Where had he seen this?
Ah.
Elisa had once drawn a diagram just like this on parchment. The structure of a paramecium.
"Over twenty years ago, by the time I heard Michelle's mother had died and came back, everything had changed."
"I searched everywhere, but I couldn't find her."
"Mmh... little Michelle must have had a very hard life. These are the treasures I've saved up over the years, hidden in a cave. I heard that you and Michelle... are not only the Duke who helped her become Empress but are also lovers. So, I wanted to see if you were trustworthy before handing these treasures over to you."
"..."
"Why not just go to Elisa directly?"
"..."
Auntie lowered her head, her thighs pressing together. "I didn't help her with anything. As an elder... I only found out through rumors that my little niece had reached this level. It's embarrassing. I don't want to be seen as one of those shameless relatives who shows up only to demand benefits."
"It seems you are both powerful and trustworthy. This wealth, then..."
Thud.
Silas crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
"Eh? Why did you throw away the treasure map! Those are my savings from decades!"
"The drawing is terrible. So, Auntie, stay here and tell Elisa yourself."
"I told you I was just here to deliver the map!"
She stuck her butt out, reaching into the bin to pull out the even more crumpled parchment.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got.
"And!"
"No matter what, you know now that I am your aunt! How can you be so... forceful with me!"
"..."
"Elisa needs family. I hope you stay."
"Eh?"
Does this man care so much about Michelle?
"So, Auntie, stay. Tell her about the treasure map yourself."
Silas didn't want to analyze where that paramecium diagram pointed. To this day, the map Elisa gave him hadn't been decoded either.
"O-Okay..."
As if possessed, Auntie nodded.
But she immediately realized what she had done.
"Wait, I just said... I'm just here to give the junior a little gift!"
"Mmh, so Auntie, stay here. Tell her yourself."
"...O-Okay!"
But Silas's gaze felt too domineering to her.
Her thighs couldn't help but rub together. In all her years, she had never met a man who commanded her like this. Moreover, by generation, he was just a child.
"I... I think I should go back..."
"Hmm?"
"O-Okay!"
"..."
Silas felt a strange sensation, as if he were training the woman in front of him.
Is this person a total masochist?
The firmer his tone and the more unquestionable his words, the faster her thighs twitched.
"..."
And why was the maid in the bathroom so excited? She had already squirted once and was still rubbing.
"..."
Click.
Under this strange atmosphere, Elisa returned.
"You bastard! I just said I didn't need you there... and you really just left!"
"..."
What else was I supposed to do?
If I teased her further, it would be a hassle if she cried.
"I already told you! At home, you can do... whatever you want. I just don't want others to hear my voice..."
Wait.
What is this little chef doing?
Why did she start touching his tool?
"Th-The reason I bullied you like that during the day... is because I'm too weak at night. If you don't tell me, I won't know!"
"Even if that place... can't take it, mgh... don't you like feet? Th-Then I'll use my feet to satisfy you... it's the same!"
"...Elisa."
"Hah-wu... no... mgh, don't talk. I know you weren't satisfied today... hah... first, I'll lick it for you."
It seemed.
His decisive departure during the day to wander around had made the little chef think he wasn't satisfied. She had been holding her breath.
"..."
He could only blame the fact that Auntie was sitting in a corner curled up, and the maid Dorothy was in the bathroom, still recovering. Then, the first thing Elisa did when she returned was blow out the oil lamp.
Wait.
Is Dorothy still flicking her bean?
"...It's gotten bigger. As expected... you find it comfortable because of my technique, right?"
"Hmph."
"Then next, I... I'll go change my stockings."
"..."
Silas grabbed her thigh.
"What is it? Is it okay without stockings? Th-Then I'll go... scrub my feet. They're dirty from walking."
The little chef seemed to have misunderstood something and became even happier.
She turned around.
And naturally made eye contact with the blonde woman curled up in the corner.
"..."
"Mi-Michelle. Do you remember your aunt? When you were very little... I held you."
Auntie spoke with a complicated expression.
"..."
After a long silence, Elisa spoke, "I seem to see a strange woman cowering in the corner."
"Yes."
"She looks a lot like Mother's sister. Auntie."
"Since you say she looks like her, she probably isn't lying."
"..."
"..."
"Why is Auntie here?"
"Probably because she heard you were going to be Empress. That's how she found this place."
"..."
"...Ah."
Elisa swallowed the remaining liquid in her mouth, her hands and feet turning cold. Her whole body went numb.
"..."
Coincidentally, Dorothy finished her business. She washed her hands and came out.
"Oh. Her Majesty is back?"
"..."
"Silas, I heard a story once. A pair of noble lovers felt it was too embarrassing to live, so they jumped into a river and ended their lives."
"Yes, some are living, and some are already dead."
"I DON'T WANT TO LIVE ANYMORE!!! I'M TAKING YOU DOWN WITH ME!"
"..."
Half an hour later.
Elisa went to talk with her aunt privately.
It seemed to be a rather touching reunion. She wasn't a villain like the Duchess. It sounded like Auntie still wanted to leave and was asking Elisa to persuade Silas.
Strange.
Why persuade him?
"Teacher."
Now, only the maid was by his side. The distance was slightly beyond the boundary of ordinary friends.
Her breasts would occasionally brush against him.
"Tomorrow, Michelle will be formally crowned as Empress. And then, Teacher will marry her. Right?"
"..."
Originally, Elisa seemed to want to separate the coronation and the wedding for a grander preparation.
But if they were separated, Silas wouldn't have time.
"Teacher seems to have something on his mind."
This girl was still the same as she was at the Academy, able to perceive people's hearts.
Her breasts pressed closer.
"..."
Silas pressed down on her shoulder.
"Eek?"
His hand continued to move downward. He had felt them before; it wasn't anything new. A plentiful sensation.
"Te-Teacher?"
"The reason you're staying is because you hope for this, right? I'm actually in a bit of a mood right now."
"Eh?"
"Unwilling?"
"..."
Dorothy gritted her teeth, enduring the hand that had already reached under her skirt. As if grabbing onto a sliver of hope, she asked in a small voice, "Then, will Teacher... like me, just a little bit?"
She looked very nervous, incredibly anxious.
As long as he responded, any kind of creampie would probably be fine. She would keep it secret too.
"What do you think?"
"..."
Dorothy's face froze.
"..."
Silas withdrew his hand and sat back down. He didn't look at her again as she panted heavily.
"Dorothy, as Elisa said, you contributed to the stability of the Holy City. She has pardoned your crimes. You can choose to do what you want. You are free."
"That's too cruel..."
"Hmm?"
"You say Elisa pardoned my crimes, but what I want pardoned most..."
Dorothy stood up, wiped her tears forcefully, and gritted her teeth. "I am now the Empress's personal maid! Not a student! Even if Teacher is a Duke, you have no right to tell me what to do!"
The maid ran off.
"Sigh."
Silas sighed.
In that case, he could be certain that Dorothy didn't have any malicious intent now. As for anything else, with Elisa's abilities, there was no need to worry.
Not long after.
Elisa, for some reason, came out very happily holding a family heirloom.
She stood with her hands on her hips.
"Auntie says Mother left this. It can strengthen my abilities."
"Is that so?"
"Hmph hmph, which means, next time you try to bully someone... I can really hypnotize you! Auntie says even beings more powerful than that Bishop werewolf will be affected."
"Oh?"
Silas grabbed Elisa's breast. Even through the clothes, the feel was excellent.
"Eek? W-Wait, Auntie is still in the room..."
"I remember just now, Snowy seemed to intend to do a lot for me. You even said you were going to change into silk stockings. Can an Empress break her word like that?"
"...I-I didn't say I wouldn't. Mgh, let me take a bath first."
"Taking a bath afterward is the same."
"Idiot! Auntie will hear! I'll first... hah..."
"..."
As if she hadn't heard or even seen everything already.
Also, this little chef was actually still fantasizing about hypnotizing him. He had to teach her a lesson.
But, if he pretended to be hypnotized like before, what would she want to do?
In the middle of the night.
No one cared about the maid who had temporarily run away from home.
Only two women were whispering in low voices.
"Auntie, will it really work? His constitution is very good; I was tricked before..."
"Don't worry, your mother used this to reach the pinnacle of power. You couldn't use it before because you were always a chef. Didn't you notice when you lost your virginity that your eye color would turn reddish? That is proof that your power is being strengthened."
"That's true..."
"..."
"So, what do you want to hypnotize him for?"
"...Mgh."
Through his eyelids, Silas could see Elisa clutching the stone. Her eyes flickered with red light.
"Be-Besides my body, do you think... my personality, or anything else, is cute?"
"..."
"It's useless, Auntie! He didn't react at all; he's just simply fallen asleep, right?"
"..."
True.
They were an old couple now. How could she still be a little glutton like before?
"Impossible. The heirloom will definitely grant a powerful ability. Especially since you... well, ate your fill."
"I didn't do it just to fill my stomach!"
What were they whispering about.
If they don't sleep at this hour, how are they going to manage the coronation tomorrow?
"Eh? He seemed to answer just now."
"Michelle, your face is very red."
"Auntie, aren't you the same... wait, why are YOU blushing?! He's mine!"
"I've just never seen such a pure-hearted human! It reminded me of your mother back then. How could I be interested in a junior!"
"..."
Tomorrow.
Doubtless, the little chef will definitely keep a straight face to maintain her imperial dignity.
At that time, if I answer the current question again... will she be able to hold it together?