MILF HUNTER IN ANOTHER WORLD [Rewritten]

Chapter 39: I Want to Get Closer to You

"I'm getting drunk. I'll head out first."

"I'll take care of the cleanup."

As the night wore on, Master left first. Since I was still relatively sober, I took it upon myself to tidy up the table.

Technically, this was the kind of task I paid my assistant to handle. But she was fast asleep, completely unaware of her surroundings.

"Mhmm..."

I decided to let it slide—because she's cute.

"Sir Cren..."

'Actually, never mind.'

I pulled and stretched Cecil's cheek.

"Habbubu."

I probably should just—

She was murmuring another man's name while sleeping right next to her master.

"Oppa..."

...Should I really overlook this?

"I like you..."

What kind of sleep talk is this?

Why is she being so affectionate? It's enough to make me imagine things.

Maybe she's feeling lonely, being separated from her usual companions.

I gave her forehead a light flick.

"Uuu..."

As if her dream had taken a strange turn, Cecil mumbled again.

"Oppa's ass... is approaching..."

"..."

Without saying a word, I finished cleaning up the empty bottles, then carried Cecil over to my bed.

As she slept soundly, I buried my face in her chest.

Ha... so soft...

I'm finally going to have sex with Cecil.

I can't put it off any longer!

Before another guy gets a chance, I'm going to devour her!

"Cecil, if you don't wake up, I'll have sex with you."

I whispered this with my face buried in Cecil's breasts.

She's completely out.

Didn't Master say that, too? If you mix Gal something and Bil something, you'll pass out quickly.

Eager to suck Cecil's pussy again, I kissed her stomach, a strategic spot that could lead anywhere—up or down—and slowly moved down.

The smell of Cecil's skin was driving me crazy.

Just as I was about to press my lips against her pussy mound, covered by plain white panties...

"Eoh!?"

Cecil's legs wrapped around my neck.

I can't see!

I knew instinctively that Cecil had wrapped her legs around my neck. No matter how hard I struggled, though I couldn't escape the thigh prison squeezing me.

"Ugh! Uhhh! Cecil!"

Cecil's breathing remained calm.

The tightness of her thighs kept increasing, though making me feel like I was going to lose consciousness.

Unable to breathe, I struggled as Cecil's pussy mound firmly covered my mouth.

"Mmph! Mmph!"

This feels good in its own way.

But can I really not escape?

I was surprised by Cecil's powerful legs.

I managed to turn my body away from the forced cunnilingus position, but Cecil's legs wrapped around my neck relentlessly and tightened.

"Eeeek!"

I'm dying!

I'm going to die sucking my assistant's pussy!

If I had known this would happen, I would have turned my tongue instead of my body!

I exhausted all my strength trying to escape by bouncing my waist and finally collapsed from exhaustion.

"...

That's enough.

Haven't I been up for two whole nights?

When I stopped struggling, the unexpected sense of security that this position gave me made me drowsy.

I fell asleep with Cecil's mound as my pillow.

She adjusted the tightness of her legs to hold my head in place, and then she breathed comfortably, as if she had fallen back into a deep sleep.

You've been working out, Cecil.

This is the first time I've lost to a woman in strength.

My rape plan had been thwarted by a pussy pillow.

The next day...

I woke up naturally to the dazzling sunlight and noticed that the surroundings were neatly organized.

I think I just piled up the trash and slept.

Where's Cecil?

"Ta-da!"

"... "

Cecil appeared wearing an incredibly grimy and worn-out kitchen apron that belonged to Master and gave an awkward smile.

The table was set with a meal for two.

"Oppa, did you sleep well?"

What's with this sudden newlywed mood?

It's an undeserved meal for a husband who failed his first night due to attempted strangulation, let alone a honeymoon.

"Did you do something wrong?"

"N-Not really?"

"…Hmm."

Cecil lowered her head.

"I'm sorry for being drunk…"

I inwardly breathed a sigh of relief…

She didn't catch what I did, right?

"It's okay. Let's just eat."

"Let me apologize properly."

Cecil grabbed my sleeve and said.

"I said I don't mind, why?"

"Because I did something wrong. If I don't resolve it properly, our relationship will become strained…"

This girl, who was so lenient with my wrongdoings – mostly sexual harassment – is sensitive to her own mistakes.

Then I'll gladly relieve her of that guilty conscience.

I grabbed Cecil's boobs.

"Ehit…♥"

Cecil flinched as if surprised.

"Let me touch your boobs. Then I'll forgive you."

"Aahh♥ You can't… Can I touch Oppa's chest instead?"

"Why would you touch my chest?"

"Won't you feels good when someone touch your chest?"

"No, nobody really likes having their chest touched…"

"No lewd things!"

I was already kneading her boobs.

Ignoring Cecil's words, I squeezed and kneaded.

"Then why aren't you avoiding it?"

"I don't mind Oppa touching me…"

"Oh ho."

I decided to forgive Cecil for whatever she did today.

"Will you forgive me with this?"

"I forgive you. Don't do it again next time."

"Whew."

"Did you make breakfast to apologize?"

"Yes!"

It seems like she used the fresh ingredients we bought yesterday.

I thought she wouldn't be able to cook or do any housework at all, but this is unexpected…

"How is it?"

Cecil took off her apron and sat across from me, fidgeting.

"I hope Oppa enjoys it…"

Did this girl eat something wrong?

I thought she was clumsy and affectionate, but her sudden sweetness is perplexing.

She's also so pretty that I feel like I'm being charmed by a fox.

Did she think she could sway my heart with a carefully prepared breakfast?

"It's delicious."

I was completely swayed.

I'm weak against this kind of situation.

I've had my share of dating experience, but maybe because I always pushed things to impregnation sex within a day or two and copied affection through pussy pounding…

I have no immunity to this kind of sweet situation.

I can't stand it, I want to do something lewd with Cecil right now…

But she's stronger than me!

How is that even possible?

"Oppa, try this too… How is it?"

I ate whatever Cecil gave me, and suddenly felt my head burning with a fierce spiciness.

"Huk!"

This tingling sensation…!

"Success!"

"Cecil, you…!"

"It's a meatball filled with wasabi!"

"…Ugh!"

"You thought I wouldn't know you did lewd things while I was asleep?"

So she planned this meticulously?

No wonder she was being so nice…

Because of her pretty voice, I couldn't notice at all.

Cecil puffed out her chest and put her hands on her hips, proud of having pranked me.

"Now Oppa and I are friends!"

"What are you talking about?"

"Because we're friends, you can't do things that your friend doesn't like."

"So, what are you talking about?"

Cecil's ears drooped as if she sensed the strange atmosphere.

"I-It was a prank… to get closer…"

"…Huh? It wasn't a punishment for doing lewd things?"

This girl's mind is completely unfathomable.

"Are you… angry?"

"No, I just didn't understand."

Playing with food is a bit much…

But I'm not in a position to point that out, considering I was about to rape her.

Honestly, with Cecil's strength, she could have easily escaped on her own even if I tied her up, so why is she still by my side after what happened last night?

Does she really believe that I saved her when she collapsed after eating the mushrooms?

"And who said we're friends?"

Cecil's shoulders flinched.

"We're master and assistant. Don't forget that."

"Mmm."

"You cook well. You'll be in charge of cooking from now on."

"From now on too?!"

"Because you do it well. It'll be better than me doing it."

"I, I can't keep doing it forever…♥"

Cecil smiled beautifully again.

"I'll cook for Oppa."

…This time, it didn't seem like an act.

"You're a better actress than I thought."

"Multi-talented!"

"You can do cooking mode, porter mode…"

"Hhehe"

"Can't you just do sex slave mode?"

Cecil made an X with her arms.

"There's no such thing as sex slave mode!"

What if I add it?

Sex slave mode.

It seems like she'll fall for it with a little coaxing, so let's not take the difficult path.

I feel the danger of becoming a corpse if I try to force it.

…

"Cecil?"

Cecil's expression, which had been so bright until a moment ago, darkened for a moment…

"I have to find Sir Cren. Everyone is looking for me."

"…"

Hmm.

I have a feeling she'll run away if I keep using her as an assistant…

I need to find a way to keep Cecil while also working as a MILF Hunter.

"Shall we start looking for your companion today?"

"Really?!"

"According to Master, all kinds of otherworlder come into the Beast District, So there must be someone who has seen your companion."

Aahh♥ right.

"Where's Master?"

Is it because there were only two servings on the table from the beginning?

I had completely forgotten about Master's existence.

"Aahh♥ Orc mister left early in the morning. To work!"

"Work?"

"Yes. He said to give this to you when you woke up…"

"You should have told me that first…"

I hurriedly checked Master's message.

It was…

Not a letter, but a statement detailing the workshop's rent, utilities, and other expenses.

The fact that Master gave me this…

'Means he has no intention of coming back here!'

Master's return to active duty, I'll support you from afar!

I quickly finished the remaining food and got up from my seat.

"Let's go, Cecil!"

"Yes, Master!"

Now I'm the owner of this workshop.

I needed to think about how to move forward.

5 gold coins left in my possession.

The monthly rent and utilities for the workshop are 26 silver coins.

We have enough food… for me and Cecil to eat our fill for two months.

In other words, we have some leeway for now.

But it wasn't a situation where I could let my guard down.

First, I need to copy some money with Belita's pussy to feel secure, but today I was planning to look around and gather information while also searching for Cecil's companion.

I also need to find out how to launch a brand and find a craftsman to engrave the brand mark.

Master, who used to spoon-feed me everything, is gone now.

If I want to know something, I have no choice but to run around myself.

"What should we start with? What does Cren look like?"

"He wears heavy armor! And uses a huge two-handed sword as a weapon!"

"What about his appearance?"

"Brown hair, and um… he's handsome!"

My hope that Cren might be a woman was shattered.

Honestly, I don't really want to find him.

I'm sorry to Cecil, but my main goal today is to gather information.

There's also a practical problem.

If they got separated when they crossed the gate, how can we find a specific person in this vast city?

If we find Cren, Cecil might just leave, so the point is to pretend to look for him while buying as much time as possible.

Then there will definitely be an opportunity to fuck her.

That was my plan.

"Are you Mr. Geum Taeyang?"

As I opened the door and left the workshop, a familiar maid was waiting for me.

Eh?

"Yes, that's me."

"Lady Belita is looking for you."

I said, glancing at Cecil.

"I can't right now…"

But the Iron Maid seemed to have no intention of backing down.

"She said to bring you to the Grace Mansion immediately."

I let out a hollow laugh.

She really is an amazing madam.

To ruin all my plans from the morning.

"Oppa…"

Cecil tugged on my sleeve anxiously.

"Sorry, this is more urgent. Let's look for Cren next time."

Cecil pouted and grumbled, looking displeased.

"But you promised."

"I'll definitely go with you next time. Do you want to look for him alone today?"

"…Okay."

If Belita calls, I have to drop everything and go.

With her personality, if I upset her even once, there's a chance she'll never see me again, and if that happens, it's like letting go of the golden rope I barely managed to grab.

"Master has to earn money."

Cecil was left alone.

Forgive your incompetent master. Belita is waiting for me!

"Let's go."

I went to the Grace Mansion with the maid.

It's a house I envy every time I see it.

Will I ever be able to live in a place like this?

"Please wait a moment."

The maid left first and I stood in the hall waiting.

Then...

"I enjoyed myself, Belita."

From above the wide staircase in the center of the hall, I heard a familiar voice.

Belita was seeing someone off.

"I look forward to your next visit, Lady Verdia."

My heart skipped a beat.

At first, I thought I had misheard.

I didn't expect to see her yet, so I didn't dare hope to meet her.

But the woman carefully descending the stairs, escorted by Fiona, was undoubtedly Verdia.

The Lady of Chartreuse!

"Verdia..."

I unconsciously muttered her name.

Fiona, noticing my presence, gasped.

"How did you get here?"

Her tone suggested that my presence was more surprising than the fact that I was alive.

Verdia seemed frightened to see me.

"Let's go, Fiona!"

"...Yes, Lady Verdia."

"..."

As Verdia hurriedly passed by me, I said nothing.

There was no point in trying to stop her now.

"Tool, you're here?"

The madam I had to deal with greeted me with her characteristic red eyes and arrogant smile.

"I came running at your call."

I bowed politely.

"Come to my bedroom when you're ready."