"What's wrong? Are you in the middle of a thought for your "Rating Game"?" Misla asked gently.
"Ah, yes."
There was no way for him to tell the truth about what troubled him, so he could only nod at her question.
"Then, how about you rest for a moment?"
"...rest?"
"Yes. Working hard is good, but it is also necessary to rest."
"...you are not wrong."
Misla nodded and felt satisfied as he didn't force himself to work harder. "By the way, my villa has just finished. Thank you for designing it."
"No, it's okay. If you are happy with it, then I am happy."
"Then, how about you visit my villa now? You haven't visited it, right?"
"...is it okay?"
"Why not? You can also use this chance to rest for a while, right? It isn't good for you to be tense all the time."
While Riser knew he was tense, the tension he felt differed from what she meant.
Yet, after a moment of thought, he agreed. "Okay."
As he agreed, he hoped this visit could clear up his mind.
---
With his design, there was no way for Misla's villa to be bad. Instead, it was beautiful.
If there was something that made Riser dissatisfied, it would be the size of the villa as he felt that it was a little smaller than he thought it to be, yet Misla refused to make this villa huge and satisfied her villa. Even Sairaorg stopped him when he wished to make this villa even bigger. Yet, how could they not be? After all, Riser wouldn't accept their payment, and he would do it for free. He had given them so much, and even though Sairaorg had promised to help and support him in creating a low-class "Rating Game" school, they felt that it wasn't enough to repay what Riser had done to him.
However, even if this villa was small in terms of the nobles of the Underworld, it was already humongous in the human world.
Still, unlike most of his living places, where there was a hint of East in its architecture, Misla's villa was full of Western culture. Undoubtedly, this place was beautiful and comfortable, especially the flower, vegetables, and fruit garden he set up outside.
"That's the part that I love the most. In the morning, I have always taken care of them."
Misla smiled as she saw Riser staring at her gardens. "It's all thanks to you."
"You don't need to thank me."
"But I need to. You have given me many things, after all."
Unlike her husband, who left and abandoned her, or even her family, the Vapula house, Riser had given her so much kindness that she couldn't count. She wondered how long it had been that she felt that she could rely on someone.
Yet, it was also due to this that she wanted to repay him, especially when she could see how exhausted he was.
"Just rest in the living room. I will prepare tea for you."
"Thank you."
"Oh, right! I have just baked pastries. Do you want some?"
Watching how excited she was, Riser didn't have a heart to reject. "Then... please."
Misla showed a gentle and beautiful smile. "Then, wait for a moment." As she walked to the kitchen, she hummed and skipped lightly due to excitement.
Riser, who had sat on the sofa, stared at her back and felt that she had become much younger. While she might be the mother of his friend, she was in her 20s, and her complexion was much better than the first time they had met.
"Now that you mention it, why does this place seem empty?"
Even if her husband had abandoned her, it didn't mean she was completely abandoned. As the first wife of Lord Bael, the Great King, it was natural that her everyday needs were taken care of. Moreover, when she was sleeping due to the Sleeping Disease, all the money for her treatments was paid fully.
So, there was no doubt that it surprised him when he saw her villa was empty as usually there should be few maids that would help her need every day.
"I sent them on holiday."
"Is that fine?"
"Geez, are you thinking that I am just a hopeless married woman who never knows how to do a household chore?"
Milsa pouted, showing her dissatisfaction.
"......."
Riser wondered why, when an older woman like her acted like a young girl, she was so cute.
Yet, at the same time, he wondered why he wasn't as excited as he thought to be.
When they were together, he thought that he would be all excited, thinking a forbidden relationship might be born, yet he felt that he was okay. He was calm, and he didn't even have a thought of doing something perverted against Misla.
"...."
Sorry, he thought of them, especially when he saw the shape of her hiplines that were completely seen through the silhouette of her garments.
Her dress might be a little plain, yet he wondered why, when she wore such a plain dress, it enhanced her appeal significantly.
Yet, compared to Ravel, Misla's charm was still below, especially when he thought about what they did in his office previously. He let out a helpless sigh, and he realized he had another erection.
Probably, this was the disadvantage of having a "healthy body" and being a descendant of the "Phenex House."
He was too lively.
Nevertheless, her villa was so relaxing, so as he leaned on the sofa, he couldn't help but close his eyes, trying to take a break. Frankly, he realized how far he was from his goal, especially when he just wished to become a lazy bum, yet after that fight, he worked even harder, and when the night came, he also needed to handle many women, so it was rather hard for him to take a break.
So, when he closed his eyes, he started to doze off.
"Riser-kun..."
When Misla returned with a tray filled with tea and various pastries that had just been baked, she shut her mouth as she saw him sleeping. She could see he was exhausted, so she didn't wake him up after she put the tray on the table. Still, as she thought about giving him time to rest, she could see his posture was terrible, and he kept leaning to the side as if he was about to fall, so she quickly came by his side and caught him, then let him use her lap as a pillow.
"Hmm..."
He moved his head slightly and even made himself comfortable by getting even closer.
"Geez, I am the mother of your friend, you know?"
Misla blushed, trying to endure her embarrassment as she felt she was being molested by Riser, but then, she didn't want to wake him up and let him continue to sleep as she gently caressed his hair.
She didn't do anything and just kept staring at him as she lightly brushed his hair.
While she kept dreaming about him, it was only a dream, but now, it was reality.
Even though she just let him sleep on her lap, she smiled, feeling happy as they were so close.
Nevertheless, she was glad that she sent all her maids away.
---
"Hmm?"
Riser opened his eyes and felt strangely comfortable. He could smell a good scent like a gentle, comforting, yet quite seductive. Moreover, he felt that his pillows were so soft, especially when it was so comfortable to touch.
"...have you woken up?"
"—?!"
He rose abruptly, then looked at Misla, whose face was so red. He had touched and kneaded her thighs for quite a while, so she was so shy at that moment.
"I-I am sorry..."
He bowed his head, feeling extremely awkward as he molested the mother of his friend.
"No... No, it's okay. I know that you are extremely exhausted, but..."
"But?"
Misla's eyes wandered within his lower body, blushing before looking away, yet she glanced at it from time to time.
He looked down and felt speechless since little Riser was excited.
Due to its sheer size, it was impossible to hide it, and his bulge was so prominent that it almost burst out from his pants.
"...I am sorry."
He could only apologize.
Misla was a little awkward and shy, but she shook her head as she didn't blame him. "No, no. It's okay, but Sona isn't with you?" As he was married, he shouldn't be frustrated, right?
"Well... even though it was a bit awkward, we had a little argument."
"Eh? Did you fight?"
"Well..."
Misla somehow understood why he showed such a reaction. Still, she wasn't sure what she thought at that time, but she asked, "...do you want me to help you?"
"Eh?" Riser was shocked.
What did he just hear?
Also, what did he do?
"I-I mean... it'll be troublesome if no one is helping you? After all, you are about to face such an important match, but maybe... you are not interested in an old lady like me, right? Ah, what am I talking about?! I-I am sorry, Riser-kun..."
The more she talked, the more panicked she was.
Misla quickly apologized. "Pl-Please forget what I am talking about. After all, there is no way that you are interested in an old lady like me, right?"
Yes, there was no way he was interested in an old lady like her.
Misla really wished to escape, so she stood up and was ready to run away, but—
Her hand was held by him.
"Are you sure?"
Misla stopped as she saw him staring at her curiously.
"...um."
While shy, she nodded gently.