"Welcome back, Ojou-sama."
When Isabella returned home from the school, she was greeted by the servants gathered in the entrance hall.
The sight of many servants bowing their heads in a flurry of motion suggests that they are first-class enough to serve the ducal family.
However, such a scene is familiar to Isabella, the owner of the mansion.
Glancing at them, he tries to go back to the room as if he has lost interest.
"Ojou"
In front of Isabella, an old maid comes out of the servants.
She, Martha Betler, is the oldest veteran of the ducal family and the head maid who presides over the servants of the mansion.
He was also one of the few people who could give an opinion to the grumpy Isabella.
"What is it, Martha?"
"What's the matter with Mr. Crowe?
Martha looked on, and behind Isabella was no figure of the dark-haired young man who always followed her, but instead his subordinate Eins.
"Hmm..., Crow will be with His Highness again."
Remembering the situation at that time, Isabella distorted her expression.
After that incident in the diner, for some reason, Maria became obsessed with Crow.
She comes in almost every day after school and takes Crow with her as if it were her property.
Of course, Isabella resisted, but if it was only Maria, there was also Her Highness over there.
Isabella is not stupid enough to defy the lives of royalty for the sake of a single servant.
But that didn't mean he was tolerant enough to accept his butler.
I'm going back to my room."
"Ojou, the meal and bath are ready, but..."
"It's okay now, leave it behind."
"Yes sir."
Martha also senses Isabella's bad mood, and as soon as she hears only the bare necessities, she immediately goes down.
Isabella ignored the gaze of the servants who were still staring at her and headed to her room alone.
"Ahhh
Back in her room and alone, Isabella jumped into bed without worrying about her uniform wrinkling, flapping her limbs and screaming to vent the irritation that had accumulated in her chest.
I don't like it.
I really don't like it.
"Oh my God, Crow is my butler! That little girl, how could you make it look like your own, just like any other man!"
Bosu, bosu! He punches the pillow in his hand, but Isabella's mind does not clear at all.
Even Isabella knows, Crow won't come back if he does this, and this frustration won't subside.
"Huh..."
After a moment of rampage and throwing away her battered pillow, Isabella lay down on the bed, gazing at the canopy and sighing.
Maria isn't the only one frustrating Isabella.
No, maybe this is the main one.
"Hmm..."
In the last few days, Isabella had a bad dream.
No, it should be said that what was good has returned to normal.
Just when Crow was mortally wounded, Isabella woke up in the morning with something warm in her chest.
I honestly don't remember what kind of dream I had.
It's a dream, no matter how wonderful it is, it melts away when you wake up.
But that remaining warmth was enough to fill Isabella's heart.
In the past few days, it has disappeared.
No matter how much she slept, she couldn't feel the warmth of that time, and with Maria, Isabella's stress quickly exceeded its limits.
"Oh..."
Isabella slept there for a while, but the moment she rolled over, she suddenly cried out at the sweet pain that ran through her lower abdomen.
The changes that have been happening to Isabella for a few days are not just dreams.
"Hmm..."
The heat she felt in her lower abdomen made Isabella moan softly and rub her thighs together.
I had felt this sensation from time to time before, but it was only slight and usually subsided by the next morning.
Recently, however, the pain has gradually become stronger, and now, once the switch is turned on, it will not subside for a while, and Isabella has no choice but to endure this sweet pain patiently until then.
(I can't stand this anymore...)
This time, Isabella was curled up small and trying to endure it, but despite being fully developed by Crow hands while she slept, her body, which had not accepted the male for the past few days, was already at its limit.
That instinct sweeps Isabella's spirit in search of pleasure.
"Oh, damn it... Oh..."
Isabella was confused by the sensation that overflowed from the depths of her body, but she followed her instincts and slowly reached for her wet, moist secret place.
"Damn! That color blur is also good!"
I managed to end the unpleasant time with Miss Maria and her entourage, and returned to the mansion, where I walked down the corridor with foul-mouthed rants.
Being taken around like this every day and disturbing the care of the Ojou-sama makes me angry, no matter how mild-mannered I am.
The Ojou-sama leaves me, and when I finally come back, when I finish the remaining work, I am mentally exhausted and dive into bed every day.
Because of that, I haven't been able to enjoy my daughter's body lately.
It's been five days, I haven't held Isabella in five days.
I'm going crazy to be eating your deposit all the while.
Like Miss Maria, I'm so that I want to kill that prince...
In the first place, if it weren't for that prince, I wouldn't have to deal with such a useless thing, but he uses the power of the royal family to separate me and the Ojou-sama in order to show Miss Maria what is good.
I think we should make use of that wasteful power of action for other things.
Maybe you can kill them secretly so they don't find out anymore... A dangerous thought came to me for a moment, but I quickly shook my head and drowned it out.
Regardless of the Bonkla nobility around here, the opponent is royalty. If you do that, it's sure to be a big problem.
If you do that, it will bother the Ojou-sama who is his fiancée.
I have no choice but to endure it for a while...
"Whew, Ojou-sama, I'm back."
When I arrived in front of the Ojou-sama's room in a depressed mood, I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
「...?」
However, no matter how long you wait, you will not receive permission to enter the room.
It's funny, according to the other servants, the Ojou-sama is definitely in the room.
"Ojou? ... Excuse me."
There was no response when I knocked again, so I refused, opened the door, and entered the room.
"Mmmm..., hmm..."
「... Huh?"
The moment I entered the room, I was frozen by the sight that came into view.
Lying on the bed, Miss Isabella was pulling off her uniform chest, rubbing her exposed breasts with her right hand while playing with her secret through her underwear with her left hand.
This is masturbation, isn't it...?
I can't help but stop thinking and stare at the masturbation of the Ojou-sama I see for the first time.
Perhaps not so used to it, the Ojou-sama traces the crack of her black shorts with her finger in a fearful manner, sometimes trembling her body as if an electric current has run through it, stops her arms, and after a while, she moves her hands fearfully again.
The other hand began to rub her plump breasts so violently that they changed shape, and the Ojou-sama was immersed in pleasure without even noticing that I had entered.
"Uh-huh... Why, like this... I can't stop..., ahh
「...」
Regardless of how long she had been doing so, the usual dignified expression had completely disappeared from the Ojou-sama's face, and the expression that was full of pleasure was completely that of a female.
I've her many times before, but that was only when she was asleep, so I've never seen her look like this.
I swallowed my spit involuntarily at the lewd sight.
"Ahh
Even so, the Ojou-sama had never masturbated before, so why did she suddenly do this?
Did you just don't know what I've been doing for a long time?
No, I don't think that's the case from this unfamiliar feeling.
If so, it is only recently that the Ojou-sama has started masturbating, maybe today is the first time.
The only thing that was new lately was that I was being taken around by Miss Maria.
"Oh..."
I suddenly realized about Miss Maria.
For the past few days, I've been frustrated that I can't hold her, but doesn't that apply to her as well?
Since taking my virginity, I have developed to hold the Ojou-sama's body almost every day and learn the shape of the meat stick.
Until now, there was no problem when I held it almost every day, but when Miss Maria took me around, I stopped holding it for a while, and I think I became frustrated.
"Hmm..."
When I came to that idea, I covered my mouth with my hand.
There is no confirmation.
But I was sure I wasn't wrong.
"Fufufu, fufufu..."
I can't help but smile as my mouth slackens.
Does that mean Isabella wants me, albeit only physically?
What could be more pleasant?
「...」
I changed my expression to that of my usual butler, and slowly approached Isabella, who was lying on the bed.
Oh, the Ojou-sama is bad, isn't she?
There's no way a man can stand being shown something like this.
Favorability:
In short, it's a number that shows how much the character likes Maria, the main character.
In the game, the goal is basically to raise this.
If the target has a low likability, it will end up being a bad end, and if you have a high likability in addition to the ending, it will be easier to invite you to a party or a dedicated event will occur.
There are a few ways to increase likability, but basically there are ways to make the right choices in conversation, spend time with the subject, give gifts, etc.
After-school dating events are the easiest to increase your likability, so you should actively invite your target to attack!