Ojou-sama wrote on the mini blackboard.
“Then, does Lute know of any heroic tales that Karen would enjoy?”
I was lost in thought at ojou-sama’s question.
A story that a martial artist type girl like Karen would enjoy…….
Then this should be perfect.
I cleared my throat to gain the attention of ojou-sama and friends.
Then I introduced it as a well-known story that is often told in my country and continued.
It might be presumptuous of me, but allow me to tell you of a story. The title of the story is [Chūshingura].
There was a movie that starred Keanu Reeves about it too, labelled as “47 Ronin”. – Sarah
The weapons and tools are substituted to their equivalents in this alternate world, so that it will be easier for them to imagine.
“Wonderful! The 47 ronin are the very example of loyal retainers!”
The martial girl Karen was by the time I finished telling the story worn out from crying.
Especially the last part where Ōishi Kuranosuke’s group ended their own lives caused an outburst of tears.
Her tears flowed continuously without care of being seen by the others.
As expected, ojou-sama and the two other girls were creeped out because of Karen’s crying.
After Karen wiped her tears with a handkerchief, she lowered her head towards Lute.
“Thank you for telling such an amazing story. I would like to have your forgiveness on the rudeness I showed earlier. I was being too stern because I was worried of a male by Chrisse’s side. Since you can create such delicious cakes and told such a wonderful story, there’s no way you’re a bad person!”
With just cake and a story! She’s too easily bought !
Of course, I didn’t say that out loud and only replied with a smile.
“I did not take it to heart, so Karen-sama, please don’t fret over it.”
A bright smile appeared on Karen’s face upon hearing my reply.
After that, it was girls talk until the evening.
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We ate dinner after her friends returned home.
After we ate, ojou-sama went straight for the futon without having a late night party.
“I’m sleepy because I was up late yesterday, so I’ll go to bed now.”
I think the lack of sleep and the noisy conversation with childhood friends made her tired.
But if she sleeps as it is I will be returned to the Rano slave market tomorrow!
“Ojou-sama, to do this before sleep, I’m very sorry. But to be honest I have one wish for ojou-sama…”
“A wish? Please say it if it’s something I can do.”
With a friendly smile ojou-sama runs her finger on the mini blackboard.
I think the distance to ojou-sama was closed very much in these 3 days.
But if she refused… Simply thinking about it makes my stomach hurt.
I requested to ojou-sama while suppressing the trembling in my voice.
“…It’s already the 3rd day since I became ojou-sama’s aid. Today is the day of the deadline. Therefore I want ojou-sama to treat me as a blood bag and suck blood from me.”
Ojou sama was about to write letters on her mini blackboard but her finger stopped.
“…………”
Ojou-sama looked my way. Straight at me.
Her eye’s color made my heart beat faster.
I feel as if I’m drawn in by Chrisse ojou-sama’s moist eyes.
“…Lute, come here.”
Ojou-sama writes letters on the blackboard. And then sits up and beckons me to sit on the bed.
While being beckoned, I move towards her.
When right next to her I feel her breath.
“Its the first time for me as well so I don’t know if I can do it well…”
Ojou-sama’s lips open slightly.
“I may be still inexperienced but take care of me.”
She grasps my finger in her small palm.
Usually blood is sucked from the neck or arm, I guess she plans to suck it from my finger.
Ojou-sama grasps the index finger of my right hand with both her small hands and puts it in her mouth with a *glomp*.
It’s warm inside her mouth.
Her tongue, like a different animal, licks my finger as if caressing it.
It seems she looks for a spot where blood can easily be sucked.
Ojou-sama’s pointed teeth tears my skin open.
Maybe because of the saliva, or some other reason, there is no pain.
Ojou-sama separates my finger from her lips.
A thread of saliva which shines between lips and finger forms and extends.
It’s stretching breaks off midway.
Mysteriously there is no wound on my fingertip.
All that’s there is a red mark like a insect bite.
As if ojou-sama had swallowed alcohol her cheeks are flushed and her eyes appear intoxicated and become blurred.
She writes on her mini blackboard while she is unsteady as if she were drunk.
“Though it was the first time, Lute-san’s blood was delicious.”
“I’m happy you liked it.”
Merce-san handed a handkerchief over to wipe off ojou-sama’s saliva which stuck to my finger.
After bowing, as I was about to leave the room, ojou-sama pulled on my shirttail.
When I turned around, ojou-sama who still was groggy, wrote shyly on the small blackboard.
“Thanks to Lute-kun everyone could spend an enjoyable time today. Thank you for always making delicious sweets and telling enjoyable stories.”
Ojou-sama gives her thanks shyly.
My facial expression turned loose from looking at her cute and enticing figure.
“Since I’m ojou-sama’s butler, although I am still an apprentice, it’s only the natural thing to do.”
As I answered with a smile, ojou-sama also returned a smile.
A warm and happy atmosphere filled the room.
The complete change in ojou-sama’s attitude compared to the first day where I began as butler was impressive.
“Well then, let me once again say: good night ojou-sama.”
“Good night, Lute-san, Merce-san.”
I and Merce-san bow and quietly close the room’s door.
Merry-san waited for me as we exited to the hallway.
“…Ojou-sama seems to have gone to bed baa~.”
He regarded my silence as confirmation.
“Then you were able to achieve the role as a blood bag?”
“Yes, thank you.”
Merry said nothing and nods quietly several times.
Even if I deceive him here, he would still be able to confirm with ojou-sama tomorrow.
Telling a lie would be meaningless.
“Merce, Lute. Master and madam are waiting for you. Please follow me baa~.”
Merce and I are following behind him according to his words.
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