That meant Theo wasn't lying. His denial was genuine.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Damien asked, confused.
Theo averted his gaze awkwardly. "What I mean is… I was taught those kinds of things… as part of my education."
"…Wait, are you saying… there were actual lessons for that?"
"Well, calling it a 'lesson' might be a bit much, but… yeah, something like that."
Theo explained that when he first experienced, well, certain urges—specifically, his first wet dream—one of the maids, a young one close to his age, had taken it upon herself to… guide him.
And by "guide," Theo didn't mean just a conversation or words of advice. She had taught him everything, step by step, in practice. In other words, she had given him hands-on instruction in… sex.
"That sounds like something out of a porn comic…" Damien muttered without thinking.
"A… a what?" Theo tilted his head in confusion.
