It Seems That the Slave Girl Is Actually a Count's Daughter. - Episode 35: Determination

Episode 35: Determination 

Once dinner was over, all that was left was to take a bath and go to sleep. Pamela was about to ask a servant to bring hot water. But I stopped her right away. 

“Pamela, let’s go back home using the teleportation magic and take a bath there. That way, we’ll feel more refreshed, right?” 

“Yes, that’s true. But, El-sama, are you alright with your magic power? I read in a magic book that teleportation magic consumes a lot of mana.” 

“I’m fine, no problem.” 

Saying that, I pulled Pamela by the waist. She let out a small “Kyah” sound. Right after, Shiro and Orto came close by. In the next moment, we were standing in the dressing room of the familiar house. 

“It’s really convenient. I wish I could use it too.” 

Pamela dropped her shoulders in disappointment. Her small body looked even smaller. I wanted to do something for her, but this one really depends on talent. Can’t be helped if she can’t use it. 

I poked her cute, soft cheek and poured hot water into the tub. Meanwhile, Pamela was taking off her clothes. Isn’t she too fast? In no time, Pamela was down to just her underwear. 

From beneath her pitch-black underwear, I could see smooth white skin like porcelain. I mean, that underwear—it’s ridiculously see-through!? It’s basically… visible! 

I ended up staring. But I somehow managed to tear my eyes away. Her chest was so see-through that even the color of the tips was visible. And the lower part… well, it was just barely covered, maybe? That’s about the level of coverage. 

“Pamela, did you have that kind of underwear?” 

“My mother prepared it for me. She said El-sama would be pleased… Did you not like it?” 

“No, it’s not that at all.” 

Of course not! In fact, it hit me right in the heart. But I didn’t know where to look. And her mother prepared it… So Pamela’s boldness comes from her mom. Good, so it’s not just Pamela’s own personality. 

I tried to concentrate on filling the bath. But Pamela grabbed my arm. I could feel the sensation through just a piece of cloth. This is bad! 

“Pamela?” 

“…….” 

Pamela rubbed her face against me in silence. What’s going on? She’s in serious clingy mode. Was it a mistake to talk about the Dragon? But there’s a high chance of it happening, after all. Being mentally prepared and not being prepared makes a big difference. It’s better to scare her a little so she can act if something does happen. 

“It’s okay. Like I said before, something like a Dragon is no big deal.” 

“…Even so, I’m worried.” 

Hmm… Maybe Pamela becomes clingy when she’s worried? I tried to calm her by patting her head. And she rubbed her head against my palm even more. Just like a cat. I wonder if she’d be happy if I patted her butt? 

“Look, the water’s ready. Get in first before you catch a cold. I’ll go get ready.” 

I left Pamela to Shiro and Orto and went to get a bathrobe. That was close. If I stayed like that, I would’ve ended up taking off Pamela’s underwear, caught up in the mood. 

When I returned cautiously, Pamela was properly in the bath. 

When I entered the bath, Pamela got out of the tub and said, “I’ll wash your back.” Normally, she wraps herself with a towel. But today she didn’t. And she wasn’t using her hands to hide her important parts either. 

Her beautiful form was like a goddess descending to Earth. It took my breath away. 

Her full, ripe br3asts. Her slender limbs with not an ounce of excess fat. Her glossy skin. 

Blushing with embarrassment, Pamela sat behind me. Then, with practiced hands, she began to wash my back. 

I tried to keep my lower half under control. But the earlier scene was too shocking, and I couldn’t do it well. What the heck. I never thought someone beyond my mother existed in this world. 

Before long, I felt something soft and squishy sliding on my back. No doubt about it—those are real br3asts. She wasn’t wearing a towel after all. My lower body suddenly grew restless. 

“Does it feel good?” 

“Yes. Uh… Pamela-san, who taught you to do this?” 

“My mother did. She said this makes Father really happy…” 

What are you teaching her, Mother-in-law! What are you making your wife do, Count! 

While filled with all sorts of turmoil, I somehow finished washing my body. 

“Pamela, go ahead and soak in the bath first.” 

“El-sama, you’re not getting in?” 

“Yeah, I’ll get in after I calm down a little.” 

“Calm down?” 

Pamela tilted her head. She clearly did not understand what I meant. Then her gaze turned toward Shiro. You get it, right, Shiro? I sent Shiro an eye signal. 

“That means Master can’t move because his male pride is standing tall.” 

“Male pride?” 

Pamela looked even more confused. Isn’t that a hard metaphor to understand? Also, why are you explaining it, Shiro? 

As I glared sharply at Shiro, Pamela seemed to get it and let out a small “Ah.” She averted her gaze and quietly moved into the bathtub. 

What is this awkward atmosphere? And from this crouched angle, I could see right between Pamela’s legs as she got into the bath. No idea if she noticed or not. 

“Hey, Master.” 

“What is it?” 

“Isn’t it unfair that only Master gets to enjoy Pamela’s naked body?” 

“……” 

Is that true? Is it unfair? Am I a sneaky guy? I glanced over at Pamela. She was blushing all the way to her ears and looking down. …………Maybe I *am* a sneaky guy, just enjoying Pamela’s naked body. 

Alright. I made up my mind. I’ll be my natural self. Since we’re going to be husband and wife anyway, we’ll end up seeing everything of each other eventually. This can be thought of as a warm-up round. 

I stood up like I didn’t care, kept a poker face, and got into the bath. 

Pamela’s eyes widened when she saw my “male pride”. And she froze solid. She didn’t move a muscle. Not just her face and ears, but her whole body turned bright red, like a red Slime. 

“Y-Yours is even more impressive than Father’s…” 

A small voice full of surprise could be heard. 

Hey, Count. What are you showing your daughter? Is that why she ended up becoming such a bold girl? No, maybe the Countess had a hand in it too. 

It stayed just a little awkward until we got out of the bath.