Chapter 479: That Night

"Everyone, I think grandfather is paying. How much is none of my business!"

Lady Agnes says puffing out her chest. The extreme of oh well. I think it was good that this person is still a woman. If it was a man I think they would have been rolled even more.

The taxes of the territory’s people are disappearing into Agnes’s dissipation expenses. With those three Heroes, no matter which one becomes Agnes’s husband, I feel like they will play together.

While I and Sonya and the others were talking, Dee and Bill returned to the inn. Naturally, having been told that Sonya and the others had arrived, they came here.

Dee and Bill make the formal greetings, and Sonya and the others return them. Dee and Bill have also gone to the Eisleben lands, but they don’t have that deep an association with the lord’s family, so it can’t be helped that it becomes perfunctory greetings.

Then there was an invitation for tonight’s dinner from the lord of this town to Sonya and the others. It seems rare in itself for a quasi-lord of a different territory to visit another territory, and although they meet in the Royal Capital, coming to the town is quite a rare thing. It wasn’t an exaggerated banquet, but warming friendship between lords.

For some reason I also ended up attending that seat. Dee and Bill were absent for the aftermath, and I was put into the numbers to supplement the Eisleben side attendees. The place is of course the lord’s mansion.

The Eisleben lands and this town Segeto are completely different in the size of the town. If the Eisleben lands are a prefecture, Segeto’s town is a municipal town. Coming to the lord’s mansion I understood, but it was a mansion a bit larger than an embassy. Of course there is no hall where dancing can be done, and in the first place such a thing seems unnecessary. The Eisleben lands are a margrave and Segeto territory is a viscount, so the difference is clear.

Well, the dinner seemed to be a big deal for Segeto’s lord, and when we arrived at the mansion, those of knight baron and above were gathered. Department Head Garcia? I search but he isn’t there, and instead the wife was present. Even greeting each other is awkward. Because the wife blushes, the atmosphere becomes even more subtle. For some reason Sonya senses that. This person, even though she looks insensitive, she understands only that kind of thing.

"What’s wrong, Marie-sama. Do you have acquaintance with that woman?"

"Yes, I do. This person’s husband serves as the department head of this town’s security force, and I helped a little with the investigation. Through that connection, I was called to their home and received a meal."

"Hoh, investigation? That is interesting. Tell me later!"

Hearing investigation, Agnes who can’t overlook it jumps on.

"Yes, later. However the investigation is still continuing, and there are many things I cannot talk about."

"Is that so, that can’t be helped."

It ends easily without being pursued and I’m relieved. But thinking that my son was held in this wife’s mouth, my son starts to get hard. If I don’t brush away such worldly desires I won’t be able to walk.

When the greetings with the lord couple and their son and daughter are finished, the meal begins. Sonya is accustomed and handles the association without flaws. Seeing that, I admire that this person does it when she does it! Agnes is still a regrettable young lady, but Sonya properly fulfills her role.

The dinner party ended without incident and we returned to the inn. Of course, no one drank to the point of collapsing. Released from the tense place, everyone is relieved. Perhaps because her role ended and she was relieved, Sonya is in a good mood entwining her hand with my arm. Seeing that, Agnes is sullen.

Sonya and the others have rented the entire third floor of the inn, and I am in a corner room on the second floor. Going up to the second floor, when I tried to part, Sonya at my ear,

"Come later."

Muttered in a small voice. Agnes, the maids, I’m sure they heard. But no one stops their movement, nor changes their expression. This means everyone has approved.

Entering the single room, I change into the prepared pajamas and sharpen my nerves. While listening to the rattling sounds of the upper floor, I wait for it to quiet down. My chest and son throb. I had Garcia’s wife extract me during the day, but I feel like I haven’t even put out half yet.

Thinking is it still not yet, is it still not yet, I get even more excited. Is the regular route of going through the corridor and up the stairs fine? Or is the Spider-Man-like route of going out the window and along the wall fine?

What to do, what to do? While thinking that, the upper floor became quiet. There is the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.

Kotsu kotsu kotsu there is a knock.

"Please, it’s open."

"Excuse me."

The one who opened the door is surely the head attendant maid of Sonya. A bit advanced in years, but she should be younger than Sonya. Probably whether she has passed 30 or not.

The maid enters the room,

"Lady Sonya is waiting."

She announces. Ooooh, we’re going by the regular route! I even feel moved. The maid has officially recognized it! I stand from the chair, but my pointed son hits the pajama pants and I unintentionally bend forward.

"What happened?"

The maid asks diligently, so a bit of a mischievous heart welled up. Even though Sonya is waiting upstairs.

"It hurts a bit in front."

I bend forward and show pressing the front of the pants. In the momentum of bending forward, I have taken the glans out from inside the pants. The maid takes my acting seriously and comes close to my side,

"What happened? Is there something I can do?"

She asks something like that, so,

"This hits the pants and it hurts and hurts."

I grip the hand the maid hesitantly put out and make her grip the glans.

"Eh?"

For an instant, the maid doesn’t understand what she gripped. But she immediately understands and grips back.

"What is your name?"

I ask while peeking at the maid’s face, and so,

"Rita, Rita Hayworth."