Chapter 97

“Ah… Kuh, Azela…”

He called Azela’s name in a languid voice. It was a nice voice.

She smiled at the voice that was so low that she wondered how low his voice could be. Azela, who had been moving her hand for a while, saw his pillar of flesh thickly wriggling. She then leaned over and put her lips to it.

Zagnac closed his eyes tightly as the hot breath stirred.

“Ku-uht!”

And yet, he did nothing. Contrary to his lower body, which was getting thicker and thicker, he just entrusted everything to Azela with his trembling fists clenched tightly. Azela tossed her flowing hair to one side and rolled her tongue.

His flesh, which rolled in her mouth, gradually became hotter.

“Ah, Azela.”

Perhaps Zagnac couldn’t stand it any longer, he finally raised his upper body before laying her down on the sofa and thrusting his tongue roughly into her lips. Then, his hand hurriedly removed Azela’s clothes. She was already soaked to the point where she didn’t need his caress.

She stretched out her hand toward Zagnac.

“…Put it in.”

Her voice, mixed with moaning, was erotic enough. Zagnac lifted Azela by the waist and pulled her in, bringing his flesh into her opening. Without even a moment’s gap, he pushed it hard inside.

“Hu-uht!”

Azela let out a loud moan as he came thickly inside her. Unusually, she didn’t hold back her moans. Realizing that the moans he had been spitting out were good to hear, she decided not to hold back. Moans filled the parlor.

The sound of the heavy rain hitting the window was drowned out by the sound of moaning and could no longer be heard in her ears.

“Ha-uht… good, good.”

She secretly whispered in Zagnac’s ear, unable to regain her senses at the relentless thrusting. Hearing her voice, Zagnac pierced her even deeper and she bounced up, reciprocating his heat.

Tears welled up in her eyes when she saw Zagnac’s flesh, which was deeper and bolder than usual.

“Don’t cry.”

He leaned over her and licked Azela’s tears with his tongue.

Oddly enough, his behavior didn’t feel dirty at all. Zagnac thrust his hips quickly. Azela felt strangely overwhelmed by his actions, coming and going without a break. It must have been because of the conversation they had a while ago.

“…You, too.”

Azela suppressed her moaning and responded softly to Zagnac’s request not to cry. In any situation, no matter when, he shouldn’t cry either. Zagnac reached out and took the warm Azela into his own arms as if there would be no gap between the two of them.

The rain outside the window was falling more heavily.

* * *

“It is closed today.”

In the late evening, when it was raining, Findar, who was tidying up the boutique shop, raised her head, speaking nonchalantly to the sound of a jingling bell opening the door. However, she dropped the broom in her hand as a familiar face stood holding a wet umbrella.

“Benjamin!”

Findar ran to the arms of her family, whom she hadn’t seen in a long time. Benjamin, who put the umbrella in his hand down beside him, opened his arms and embraced his sister warmly.

“What brings you to the Capital! What about the bakery!”

“…It’s closed for a while. Are you used to working at a boutique shop now?”

“Of course! If you’re going to come, just say you’re coming!”

“I want to surprise you.”

Benjamin’s words made Findar rub her cheek in his arms. A look of happiness spread across her face. Seeing his younger sister, Benjamin also had a bright face.

Findar, holding his brother tightly, let out an exclamation and raised her head.

“What about Duke Ferial? When you come to the Capital, you have to go see the Duke first!”

“…Yes, I met him. I couldn’t officially greet him.”

“What is that? You have to greet him! Come with me tomorrow!”

Benjamin nodded his head as he couldn’t stop Findar’s scolding. His expression was dark and gloomy. Seeing his face, Findar tilted her head.

“Benja, what are you worried about? I don’t like your face.”

“No, I guess it’s because I’m hungry.”

“You haven’t had dinner yet?”

“Yes. Let’s eat together.”

Hearing Benjamin’s kind words, she nodded her head and hugged him again. Patting Findar on the back, Benjamin looked up at the cloud-filled sky outside the boutique shop.

* * *

The Emperor’s birthday was right around the corner. That meant that the grand party he was hosting was just around the corner. It was also the day when the Emperor would announce the marriage of Princess Livia and Zagnac.

“…The fact that His Majesty sent an invitation directly to Lady Vellista means that she should come as a guest, not as an escort knight for Duke Ferial.”

Findar said while trying on several dresses for Azela. There wasn’t anything wrong with what she said. Sending the invitation directly would mean that, as his guest, she should come without losing her dignity.

“So this time, it would be better to wear a fancy dress, unlike last time!”

“…I don’t really like fancy things.”

“Doesn’t it suit you? Even though you have such a gorgeous hair color.”

Saying so, Findar smiled brightly as she stroked the ends of her golden hair. The only time Azela dressed up fancily was when she wore makeup that didn’t suit her, saying she would try to imitate Sylvia.

As she recalled the memory of that time, the feeling of embarrassment came back again.

“I just…”

“On that day, you will be the most beautiful woman at the party.”

Findar said confidently, showing Azela a red dress embroidered with splendid gold patterns. The skirt fluttered under the ornate gold patterns like her hair being blown away by the wind. As it was slightly open, Azela’s white skin was exposed, making her heart anxious.

“Isn’t it pretty? It is a unique dress that no Madam or royalty have.”

Hearing Findar’s words, Azela nodded her head as she looked at her reflection in the mirror.

It was the first time she had seen such a splendid appearance. The woman standing in the mirror was a completely different person from herself. She thought she wouldn’t fit in, but she looked pretty good. Azela could only open her mouth.

Seeing her, Findar gave a pleasant smile.

“Then, I will prepare this. I’ll prepare decorations to match the dress and shoes.”

Azela nodded at her words, and Findar looked around, looking around as she handed over the dress to the staff.

“By the way, Duke Ferial didn’t come with us today.”

“Ah… Because he has work.”

Azela just nodded her head.

After he took her to the boutique shop, Zagnac said that he would come back after giving a good drink that Lane had requested. Although she asked to go with him, he flatly refused.

Lane, who had lost her contract dwarf, was not currently staying in the human world. According to him, she was recuperating in a place called the realm of the Gods, and he said that it was a place that humans could not enter.

When she was looking at a dress in the boutique shop, he only said that he would come to pick her up right away before taking the carriage and leaving.

It was the first time he had left her like this, so she felt strange.

“I thought he would be happy if I let him know that Benjamin was here…”

Benjamin? Benjamin from Lachata Bakery?

Azela, hearing Findar’s small murmur, asked back with a surprised face.

“Is Benjamin here?”

“Oh, Miss Vellista knew Benjamin as well! Yes, Benjamin is here.”

Findar’s face, who announced Benjamin’s news, looked brighter than ever. Why did he suddenly come to the Capital after he seemed like he wouldn’t vacate the bakery even if he died? Azela unconsciously looked around.

“He’s not here now. He had something to do, so he went out.”

“Something to do?”

“Yes.”

Findar, who nodded her head lightly, apologized to Azela when the voices of the other noble guests were anxiously searching for her. Azela nodded her head and turned away. The boutique shop ahead of the party was so busy that it overflowed with people waiting.

As Azela stepped down from the fifth floor, escorted by staff instead of Findar, she saw a familiar face in the waiting room on the first floor.

“…Sylvia?”