The days that followed were surprisingly fulfilling for Kyle.
Between handling the usual administrative work as a feudal lord and making sure Flare felt comfortable adjusting to life in Quinta Territory, his nights were filled with a certain kind of-well, let’s just say enjoyable anticipation.
He was starting to think she was finally getting used to their intimate time together… when it happened.
After dinner, Flare beckoned him over with a delicate wave of her hand.
”Might I have a word?”
Normally, after the servants left for the day-around nine in the evening by Earth time-they’d spend their free time separately in their own rooms. Then, once Martha had gone to sleep, they’d come together for their nightly routine. That had become their pattern.
”What’s up, Flare?”
”I’m terribly sorry to say this, but… I won’t be able to attend to you for about a week starting today. I do hope you understand.”
He almost asked why, but then it clicked. Ah. That time of the month.
A whole week, huh. That was a little lonely, but hey, what could you do? It wasn’t like he had a thing for getting down and dirty in a bloodbath.
For the record, this world also had seven days in a week, and roughly twenty-four hours in a day. The locals had their own weird names for the hours-something like “Weasel-Cat Hour”-but Kyle mentally converted it all to numbers anyway. It was just easier that way. A month had thirty days, plus a leap month every three years or so.
”Ah, yeah, no worries. I get it. And, uh… guess that stuff’s pretty rough for women, huh? Haha.”
He was clearly embarrassed, laughing it off to hide his awkwardness. In his past life, he’d never had a sister, a girlfriend, or anyone close enough to have these kinds of conversations. It was all uncharted territory, and he felt painfully out of his depth.
”During that time, if you find yourself feeling the urge, I trust you’ll follow our agreement and take Taris as your companion. She’s already aware of the arrangement, so there’s no need for any awkward hesitation on your part. Nor do you owe me any particular consideration.”
Taris, huh…
Okay, full honesty here. He’d been told about this before-that his wife had basically given him a hall pass. And even now, the whole setup felt weird. But Kyle also couldn’t deny that it was extremely convenient for him.
I mean, come on. Taris was gorgeous. And she was a completely different vibe from Flare-the way her hair was cut sharply at the jawline, her sleek figure… she looked like a grown-up version of that female lead from an old movie he’d seen, the one where a hitman and a pretty girl were co-protagonists.
…But the way she treated him-always polite in that icy, barely-concealed-contempt way-made him pretty sure she didn’t like him much.
Still, she’d apparently agreed to be his bed companion. And honestly? The idea of Taris reluctantly following her mistress’s orders and sleeping with him anyway? That was… maybe a little exciting.
”Got it. I want to get along with Taris too, and in that sense, me going to her room is a good thing, right?”
”Indeed. So please, Kyle, do try to get along with her.”
”Right. Well, if you say so… hey, Flare. Can we drop the ‘Kyle-sama’ thing already? We’re married. Just Kyle is fine.”
”Oh? Very well then. In that case, Kyle… please be sure to treat Taris with kindness, won’t you?”
”Uh… yeah. Got it. I will.”
And so, with his wife practically pushing him into it, what choice did he have? He was gonna do it, right?
Making all kinds of excuses to himself, Kyle took an extra-long bath that night-scrubbing himself more carefully than usual-and waited nervously for the right time.
He stood outside Taris’s door, maybe a little earlier than he should have. He cleared his throat once, twice, then gave a light knock.
”Ahem! So, uh, it’s Kyle. Did, um… did Flare fill you in?”
The door opened almost immediately. Taris stood there with a deadpan expression, her face completely unreadable.
”Please, come in,” she said, ushering him inside. She was still in her maid uniform.
”Oh, uh… you haven’t bathed yet? Did I come too early?”
Kyle held up his Magicraft-style lantern1-it looked like the kind of white camping lantern you’d buy at a home center, only this one had cost about twice the average commoner’s annual salary to make-and asked.
Taris squinted at the brightness but answered properly nonetheless.
”No, the timing is quite appropriate. However, since I am relatively new to this household, I make use of the leftover bathwater. Thanks to that ‘water heater,’ even the leftover water is warm, so I’m grateful for that.”
”Oh, okay, cool. And are you liking your room so far?”
”Yes. I never expected to have my own private quarters, and it’s convenient that it’s close to Lady Flare’s room as well. Also, regarding the bath… I thought I’d get dirty anyway, so I figured it would be more efficient to bathe after we were done. If that bothers you, I can go now-“
”No, no, it’s fine.”
In this world, people didn’t exactly bathe every day. Kyle, with his Japanese habits, still couldn’t shake the urge to shower daily, and Martha had started doing the same after picking up the habit from him. But for most folks? Not so much.
”Taris, I’m sure you already know this, but Flare’s in what you might call her… ‘week of impurity’ right now. So she, uh… can’t. You know.”
”Yes, I am aware.”
”So, during that time, I’m supposed to have you instead. Flare already told you that, right?”
”Yes, I have received those instructions.”
”Then… is it okay?”
”Yes.”
”…Right.”
”…Yes.”
Okay… was this really okay? Taris’s face was still a blank slate, her voice completely flat, and it made him feel like she was secretly furious at him.
”Are you… mad at me?”
”No, not at all. This is simply how my face looks.”
”Right. Then, uh… can I kiss you?”
”By all means.”
The conversation moved along smoothly enough, but there was no mood to speak of. It felt like she was saying, “Just get it over with and leave,” But even so, being able to mess around with a beautiful woman in a maid uniform? That was already way more than he deserved. Taris was just that kind of character, he told himself. And honestly? Despite her attitude, she wasn’t actually rejecting him, so that was pretty great, right?
Kyle pulled the expressionless Taris into his arms and kissed her.
A scent drifted past his nose-different from Flare’s-and the soft, plush feel of her lips pressed against his. Just that alone was enough to get his little friend standing at attention.
”Random question, but… are you, uh… pretty experienced at this kind of thing?”
He asked the question still holding her slim waist. Hey, he was curious, okay? It wasn’t like he’d be disappointed if she wasn’t a virgin-he’d been a regular at brothels in his past life, after all. But the thought of being “sword brothers” with someone he knew? That was a little complicated. Someone he knew meaning his father-in-law, of course. Based on everything he’d gathered, it wouldn’t be surprising if the head of House Regal had already had his way with Flare’s lady-in-waiting.
Taris’s answer, however, was unexpected.
”No, I have no practical experience. However, I do possess the necessary knowledge, so I believe I can serve you without issue.”
”Wait, seriously?! You’ve never… not once?”
”Correct.”
”So that kiss just now was your first-“
”Yes.”
Oh, crap. I’m the one who killed the mood.
If she was inexperienced, then he couldn’t just sit back and wait for her to make the first move. He needed to take the lead himself.
”Sorry, I didn’t realize.”
”It’s quite all right. I was raised among women, serving as Lady Flare’s attendant.”
”Right, makes sense… so you’re saying I’ll be your first. Are you really okay with that?”
”Please don’t concern yourself. It doesn’t bother me. As long as I can be of use to Lady Flare, that’s enough. If you have any unusual preferences, I can accommodate those as well. But if you do, please confine them to me. I implore you-never do anything to make Lady Flare cry.”
She shot him a glare that could cut steel. Her eyes were deadly serious-written in capital letters. If he ever made Flare cry, Taris would stab him for real. And he’d probably end up reincarnating again.
Since he’d been reincarnated into such a privileged environment, Kyle wanted to live this life to the fullest until his time was up. He could barely manage to reply, “Ah, I see..,” to Taris’s awakening.
”Well then, please make yourself at home. If there’s anything you’d like me to do, don’t hesitate to ask.”
Perhaps satisfied with that response, Taris-still wearing her maid’s uniform-bowed with a polite yet insincere gesture. At first, Kyle had been intimidated by Taris’s loyalty, but the words that came out of her mouth were words of submission, giving him permission to do whatever he wanted with her body.
He regained his composure upon hearing those words, and then it occurred to him-this is exactly what he’d expect from someone in her position.
He wasn’t sure if it was appropriate to ask this of Taris, who was likely a virgin with no experience, but still, given his memories from a past life, and especially having grown up and died in Japan-a country that’s unrivaled in the realm of eroticism-if someone was standing right in front of him saying, “Please command me to do anything you like,” he simply had no choice but to ask.
”So… um… would you suck my dick?”
”…”
That’s right. Having someone give him a blowjob while fully clothed-isn’t that every guy’s dream? If he didn’t ask her now, when would he? Besides, Taris clearly didn’t seem to have a good impression of him, right? Making a cold, aloof person do it reluctantly… well, it kind of ignited his inner sadistic streak. He was sorry, but also not sorry.
”‘Suck’… do you mean you want me to perform oral service on you?”
”Yeah, well, actually, I’m kind of interested, but I can’t exactly ask Flare to do something like this, can I?”
”Of course not,” Her voice was soft, but it had a deep, commanding edge to it.
But Kyle wasn’t going to back down.
”So, like Taris said earlier, if I feel like doing that kind of thing, instead of making Flare do it, I should just take care of it with Taris, right? You said so yourself just now.”
Anyway, as Taris immediately understood, giving a blowjob is actually a fairly common practice in this world. He wasn’t sure about things like BDSM or anything like that, but the point was that it’s not that unusual to ask for it. Still, it’s usually something a brothel girl would do, and he wasn’t really sure if housewives in ordinary households would do it.
So, he guessed that meant he asked Taris to do that. And not just anyone-a virgin who, until now, had lived a life completely free of male involvement as Flare’s attendant. No wonder she was giving him that resentful look.
But perhaps realizing she had no choice now that she’d said it herself, Taris-while glaring at him with those tired-looking eyes-reluctantly replied, “Ugh… as you wish.”
Her voice was trembling. Kyle could almost hear the sound of her grinding her back teeth.
Sorry, Flare, but it looks like I might not be able to fulfill your wish-“Please do get along well with Taris.”
But physically, he had a feeling he’d be relying on her quite a bit from now on. A beautiful woman who’d do anything he asked-that was just too convenient for a guy. And since they both cared deeply about Flare, he was feeling a really complicated mix of emotions.
But since Taris gave her okay, Kyle pulled down his pants, sat on the bed, and waited for Taris to serve him while his p**is stood erect. It felt a bit like cheating, which excited him even more than regular sex. And then Taris knelt at his feet….
”Do I not need to take my clothes off?”
”Ah, we’ll get naked eventually, but today I’d like you to stay in those clothes for now.”
Taris was wearing a monochrome-style maid outfit featuring a black base and a white apron-like front panel. Of course, the apron was detachable and designed so it could be washed separately. Kyle supposed this kind of practical clothing remained the same in any world; the design was identical to what he’d worn in his past life.
”I see. As you wish.”
Taris knelt before him as he sat on the bed. There was no carpet on the floor-just bare wooden planks. Kyle wondered if her knees might be hurting, but Taris didn’t seem to mind.
”Well then, I’ll be going now…”
The p**is swaying right in front of him was fully erect, making no attempt to hide its anticipation. Then Taris reached out and touched it.
Her hand was cold, as if reflecting her personality, and it felt strange to have such a hand gently grip the shaft.
But just as Kyle was enjoying the sensation of her hand, a source of heat-almost too hot-suddenly appeared at the tip. In the blink of an eye, it engulfed about half of his p**is, transmitting a slimy warmth.
Kyle couldn’t help but groan. Taris had suddenly taken his p**is into her mouth without the slightest hesitation.
”Ugh!?”
”…Did that hurt anywhere?”
”No, it just felt good. But it’s amazing you took it in your mouth so suddenly-it feels really good. Please keep going.”
”As you wish…”
Taris, her face as expressionless as ever, silently took his p**is into her mouth. And-was it true that she was knowledgeable?-she held the base while moving her head back and forth, beginning what is commonly known as a blowjob.
It was so smooth and felt so good that Kyle found himself wondering if she was really an inexperienced virgin. Taris’s almost mechanical movements, combined with the wetness and warmth inside her mouth, seemed as though she wasn’t putting her heart into it, yet she did her job thoroughly. It was the kind of blowjob that made him feel she even had a sense of determination.
Moreover, thanks to the white lantern placed on the desk right next to them, he could clearly see her erotic expression as she performed the blowjob. The lamps in this world provided indirect lighting and set a mood, but lamps with real natural flames were actually quite dim. That’s why one of the first Magicraft Devices he developed after taking over the business was this one.
Bathed in that white light, Taris was running her tongue along his p**is. It was an incredibly alluring sight.
Kyle shuddered and, almost instinctively, reached out to touch the face of Taris as she sucked his p**is. Then, sliding his hand under the hair swaying near her jawline, he stroked her from the nape of her neck to her ear.
Her hair felt warm, as if it were trapping heat, and her skin was silky smooth. Perhaps because she disliked the sensation of Kyle’s hand caressing her face, Taris-still with his p**is in her mouth-looked up at Kyle’s face.
That upward glance, with a face that looked as if dark circles were clinging beneath her eyes and was brimming with disgust… Kyle shuddered at that face, which looked just like a beautiful zombie.
Taris really did have a striking face.
As she looked up at him with that expression while taking his p**is into her mouth-even though her disgust was plain to see, she didn’t let go of it and continued to caress it gently-he couldn’t contain his excitement.
Kyle instinctively wrapped his other hand around the back of her head as well, using both arms to control her movements while immersing himself in the pleasure.
”H-ah… uh, ahh, that feels so good… Taris… more, that’s it… ugh.”
It was as if he were using her mouth as a sex toy. But she was unmistakably alive. Every time his p**is was thrust into her mouth, she blinked as if in pain, and saliva began to drip from her lips. She seemed to be struggling to breathe as well.
And above all, she was beautiful-and a virgin who had never had any experience with men before. Kyle felt something like an overwhelming sense of guilt at using her mouth so roughly.
No, he supposed this was what they called a sense of transgression. From a moral standpoint, he was doing something he really shouldn’t be doing… and that sense of immoral eroticism only made him even more aroused. On top of that, she was currently dressed as a maid.
Forcing the beautiful maid to serve him. In his past life, that kind of thing only happened in erotic games and manga. But now, right here, it was happening in reality….
”Ugh!!! I’m… I’m gonna cum!!”
Without thinking, Kyle tightened his grip, holding her head in place as he ejaculated into her mouth. It wasn’t the blissful sensation he felt when ejaculating during sex with his wife, Flare; rather, it was an ejaculation completely dominated by lust.
It was an ejaculation purely for erotic purposes-simply using the Taris right in front of him to satisfy his sexual urges, nothing more.
It was incredibly arousing to ejaculate into the mouth of this woman, who was usually so cool and politely rude-and who was usually so harsh toward him as well. And before he knew it, Kyle had blurted out:
”Ugh, ah… aaaah… Taris… Drink it, my cum… that stuff in your mouth… drink it!”
It was a strong, commanding tone of voice-one he rarely, if ever, used. But for some reason, the words just rolled off his tongue in that moment. “Taris is my servant, and I’m her master. That’s why our relationship is like this,” he told himself, as if to convince himself.
And he could see Taris’s throat move as she swallowed, having understood those words.
Taris swallowed the s**men Kyle had ejaculated into her mouth. The moment she understood that, her mind went completely blank, and she felt dizzy, as if she were about to faint from anemia. Maybe she was just too excited.
Kyle felt as though the blood that had rushed to his head was finally starting to settle.
And then came the regret over just how bold he’d been.
Here was Taris, who’d agreed to help with his sexual needs as Flare’s proxy for the first time today, and he’d immediately demanded fellatio with her still in her maid outfit-then finished with a deep-throat-style ejaculation in her mouth and forced her to swallow it.
”H-hey, sorry, um… I got carried away. Guess I went too far, huh… You mad?”
It was a bit late for apologies, but Kyle glanced at Taris’s face as she coughed slightly and caught her breath after he’d finished in her mouth. He offered a weak excuse. Taris, however, simply replied with a short “No,” and wiped her mouth with the hem of her apron as if nothing had happened.
”This is part of my duties, so if you wish to use my mouth, I’ve no objection. And if you tell me to swallow, then swallow I shall. But may I say one thing?”
”Yeah, what is it? Go ahead.”
”There may come a time when you will use not just my mouth, but my coccyx4 as well.”
She lowered her gaze and lightly brushed her lower abdomen. Kyle understood what she was getting at. The “real thing,” Intercourse. Sex.
Since she was a virgin with no experience, she was probably anxious about it. That thought crossed his mind as he listened.
”It’s quite all right for you to grow fond of me, but I must ask you not to ejaculate inside my vagina. I’ve no issue with the act itself nor with pregnancy, but I cannot allow myself to conceive before Lady Flare. That would be improper.”
”…I see.”
Flare had mentioned she might have a hard time getting pregnant. In fact, despite him having ejaculated inside her several times, the fact that she’d gotten her period this time meant it hadn’t taken.
And for a noble, who produced the firstborn son was a matter of grave importance. Not that Kyle, originally Japanese, thought it was acceptable to have relations with anyone other than one’s wife in the first place-but he understood Taris wasn’t talking about that.
She’d basically said he could do whatever he wanted with her, and she was willing to accept sex and pregnancy. It was just a matter of order.
”Got it. So the first kid’s gotta be Flare’s, or things get complicated.”
”Indeed. I am Lady Flare’s attendant. I cannot overlook anything that would disadvantage her.”
”I see.”
So if Flare commanded her, she’d offer up her body even as a virgin-but if it was against Flare’s interests, she wouldn’t hesitate to defy orders. That was some serious loyalty.
”So, okay, I get that. But when we do the real thing, I’ll pull out when I’m about to come. Is it cool if I still finish in your mouth or on your face like just now?”
He knew it was a terrible thing to ask in the middle of a serious conversation. But swallowing like she just did-and the thought of facial ejaculation or making her swallow on a girl like Taris, who had that sharp, no-nonsense vibe-was seriously hot. So if they were having sex and he was about to come, wasn’t it only natural to want to try the kind of stuff he’d only ever seen in porn?
To that, Taris replied, “That… I suppose you may do as you please… Haah,” and let out a sigh with a stern face.
Her expression was as sullen as ever, a crease between her brows.
But somehow, Kyle understood in that moment that she wasn’t actually angry or in a bad mood-she was just genuinely exasperated.
And having that realization changed the way he saw her, if only a little.
He’d always felt like Taris disliked him and was constantly angry and irritable. But maybe that was just her face, and it wasn’t actually like that at all. He felt like he was starting to understand her a little.
”So what will you do? You’ve already released once, but shall we call it a night?”
”I, well… I’d like to actually hold Taris, if that’s okay. I won’t come inside, like you said.”
True, he’d already gotten off with her mouth and felt relieved, but there was a beautiful woman right in front of him saying she was willing to be held. And she was a virgin. Stopping here would be such a waste.
”I see. Very well. Then do as you please.”
And Taris agreed.
Kyle took her at her word. He pulled the attendant who he was finally starting to understand just a little into his arms and pushed her down onto the bed…
Trivia:
- Kyle’s internal anxiety about making Flare cry is a subtle callback to his reincarnation trauma—he died once and is terrified of dying again, which Taris’s threat directly taps into.
- The “sword brothers” anxiety reveals Kyle’s deep insecurity about his relationship with Flare and his place in the Regal household hierarchy.
- Taris’s flat affect and emotionless demeanor may mask a more complex inner world—her fierce loyalty to Flare suggests she feels deeply but suppresses it.
- The “week of impurity” framing contrasts Flare’s aristocratic refinement with the medieval fantasy setting’s practical, unromantic view of female biology.
- Kyle’s habit of mentally converting local timekeeping to Earth numbers shows his ongoing struggle to fully integrate into his new world.
- The detail about the Magicraft lantern costing twice a commoner’s annual salary subtly emphasizes the extreme wealth disparity in this fantasy society.
- Martha adopting Kyle’s daily bathing habit suggests his influence is gradually changing the household’s customs, even in small ways.
- Kyle’s awkward laughter and deflection when Flare mentions her “week of impurity” reveals his residual embarrassment from his Japanese upbringing regarding women’s health.
- Taris’s willingness to accommodate “unusual preferences” hints at her training and the dark possibilities of a noble household’s servant system.
- The fact that Taris bathes after intimacy “since she’ll get dirty anyway” reflects the class dynamics where servants’ bodies are seen as functional rather than private.
- Ryu’s habit of resting his hand on a missing blade suggests he was once a warrior who lost his weapon—perhaps in the very interdimensional crossing that brought him to this city.
- The gold trim on Sonia’s cuffs is not standard Academy issue, marking her as someone with either family wealth or personal modifications that set her apart from other students.
- The old cistern beneath the city is referenced in multiple historical documents as the original foundation of the settlement, built over an even older structure.
- Threshold Weaving is explicitly forbidden because it weakens the barriers between worlds, but some border families like the Veber lineage were originally tasked with maintaining those very barriers.
- The silver veins in the Threshold anchor stone glow faintly when exposed to mana, a detail Ryu deliberately omitted when he handed it to Sonia to test her perception.
- Mayor Aldric’s recent visitors have all been from the northern provinces, the same region where the Veber family originated, creating a subtle connection that Sonia has not yet noticed.
- Ryu’s expression when Sonia mentioned the “training” of the mage was not one of surprise but of grim confirmation, suggesting he already had a suspect in mind.
- Taris’s formal address “coccyx” rather than a direct term for her genitalia reflects her precise, clinical approach to her duty, distancing herself from the act emotionally.
- Kyle’s internal justification for wanting to try pornographic acts reveals his character as someone who treats this arrangement as a fantasy fulfillment opportunity rather than a genuine emotional connection.
- The strict social hierarchy is maintained through Taris’s concern about conception order, showing that even in sexual matters, noble lineage takes precedence over personal desire.
- Kyle’s realization that Taris’s stern expression is not anger but natural demeanor marks a subtle shift in his perception of her, suggesting future emotional development.
- The use of “Haah” as a sigh from Taris is the first crack in her perfect servant facade, showing her genuine exasperation despite her formal compliance.
Translation Notes:
1 ↩ A magical device that resembles a modern camping lantern. The term “Magicraft” is a portmanteau of “magic” and “craft,” indicating it is a magically fabricated item. Kyle notes it costs twice the average commoner’s annual income, highlighting both his noble status and the contrast between his modern Earth knowledge and the fantasy world’s limitations.
2 ↩ A branch of interdimensional magic that manipulates the fabric between worlds. Literally “thread-splicing” in the original, but localized to “Threshold Weaving” to evoke a sense of boundary-pushing danger that reads naturally in US English.
3 ↩ The family name carries connotations of “weaver” in the old border dialect, which is why they were originally entrusted with maintaining the barriers. This family connection is central to Sonia’s magical aptitude.
4 ↩ The source uses “coccyx” (尾てい骨) as a clinical, indirect reference to the buttocks or pelvic area. This reflects Taris’s formal, detached way of speaking about sexual matters, keeping the discussion anatomical rather than personal.