After Retirement, Living a Stud Life in Another World - 130

Chapter 130: Lily, Lily?

Well, to put it bluntly, we did it three times that day. After the last time, she fell asleep as if she had fainted… Did we overdo it a bit?

“Well, well… Maybe we need to consider this a bit more.”

She seemed to respond quite well during the night, but the next morning, Miss Adelheid made such a cheeky remark. Oh well, I guess I’ll have to visit her again tonight. After all, this is Beato’s orders, not me just being overwhelmed by puberty… probably.

During the day, I was caught by Gretel, and it was interrogation time at the sweet café in the capital city, which I visited after a long time. While enjoying a strawberry mille-feuille made with premium cream, her questions were, as always, probing and meticulous.

“Three times…”

“Well, you know, I need her to understand the goodness of a man.”

“I see. So, if she acknowledges Lutz’s worth, that talented miss will become Beato’s right-hand woman. Indeed… I might need to work hard.”

“That’s right, it’s a mission. There’s no other way…”

“Was Miss Adelheid good?”

“It’s not about whether it was good or bad, it’s for Beato’s sake…”

“She was good, right?”

“Yes…”

Somehow, this exchange felt familiar.

Yes, it was very refreshing, unlike the previous older sisters. At first, her reactions were quite stiff, but as we progressed, that rigid beauty reminiscent of a famous treasure⭐ gradually crumbled, giving a sense of excitement like conquering a dungeon in an RPG… And the sense of achievement when she finally hugged me tightly at the end was beyond amazing.

“Hmm, you’re getting carried away…”

Uh-oh, Gretel is getting angry again… I tensed up, but today, neither fists nor lightning came flying at me. Despite sighing with a mixture of exasperation and resignation, her eyes somehow softened and narrowed slightly. It was a bit anticlimactic, but it seems like I’m safe for now.

“Sorry…”

“Well, it’s because of Lutz, isn’t it? There’s no point in getting angry anymore. Instead, make sure to win her over and meet Beato’s expectations! I don’t think she’ll aim for the position of a concubine, anyway.”

Is that so? Even though Gretel was so concerned about becoming a concubine when it was Clara, why isn’t she worried about Miss Adelheid?

“Yeah, it’s because it’s well-known that she ‘likes girls’.”

“Eh?”

I see. So, while she said, “Doing things with men is pointless,” it meant the flip side was “Being with girls is wonderful.” Knowing that Miss Adelheid is that kind of girl and sending me to impregnate her without giving me any information, I think Beato’s cruelty is quite devilish.

But judging from yesterday’s attitude, it seems like she was quite serious about it halfway through. In that case… is she bisexual?

“In that case… hmm. Maybe she’s aiming for the mistress position after all?”

No, Gretel, why are you already thinking about continuing the relationship?

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In the end, I visited the Marquis’s residence that night as well.

Although Gretel looked somewhat displeased, she seemed to convince herself with a single word, “It’s for Beato’s sake,” and instead demanded shopping, lunch, and sweets during the day. It goes without saying that I complied with her rather reasonable requests, considering she’s a rough girl.

Entering and leaving the Marquis’s residence, fitting for the mistreatment Miss Adelheid receives, was not through the front gate with dignity but sneakily through the servants’ entrance. Although the servants might have seen, they all looked at the mistreated second daughter with sympathy, and no one would report to the master. Thus, I stealthily made my way to her side.

“Sorry, making you sneak around like a thief.”

“It’s exactly like that, isn’t it?”

While sipping the tea she brewed, which was as dignified as a tea ceremony star’s, we started chatting leisurely. Unlike the previous companions, she wasn’t eager for the “seed of god” but aimed to understand that “the act of impregnating is wonderful.” You have to enjoy the process before and after, not just dive in. Compared to Beato’s tea, hers seemed roughly brewed or had a stronger bitterness, but I would never mention that… because the value of the girl in front of me lies in her intellect.

As we continued our aimless conversation, she finally, or should I say, casually, mentioned her preference for girls. She didn’t seem embarrassed or guilty about it, just mentioned it quite naturally.

“So, I always thought I wouldn’t want to sleep with a man, but the initial impregnation was at the lord’s command. The partner seemed to lose interest after seeing my appearance, like a man’s, so it was a very rough way to do it… I endured it thinking, ‘This is an obligation, if I just close my eyes, it’ll be over.'”

“I’m sorry…”

There’s nothing I can do about it, but I apologize on behalf of men. Even if it’s the first time for the partner, and even though they’re receiving a hefty impregnation fee, I can’t help but wonder if it’s okay for them to show no concern at all.

“Hehe, it’s not Lutz-sama’s fault. But if you’re going to apologize that much, then be gentle tonight.”

Her intensely deep navy-blue eyes, like they’re wearing colored contacts, looked straight into mine. Yeah, I’ll be gentle… well, I might get a bit intense though.