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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Xrecker
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The next day, I went straight to Dorothea and asked.
“What?! You want me to get you porn for sex education?!”
“Yeah. You can just order your informant in Hamburg to get some.”
Dorothea rubbed her forehead in exasperation.
“I can do that, but think about it from my perspective. If the commander-in-chief suddenly demands porn, what does that say about my authority?”
“…They’ll probably think you’re lonely.”
“Hey!”
Dorothea’s voice was laced with genuine anger, and I thought I had gone too far.
But she calmed down surprisingly quickly and sighed.
“Don’t you dare speak like that to anyone else. I’m only letting it slide because it’s you.”
“So, you’ll get it for me?”
“I don’t mind getting you porn, but I want to confirm something first.”
“What is it?”
“Camilla, was it? Call her in.”
“Camilla?”
“I need to talk to her. Woman to woman.”
While I found it strange, I agreed.
I opened the office door slightly and saw Camilla waiting outside.
“What is it, Master Kaldrash?”
“The commander-in-chief wants to see you.”
Camilla, confused, tilted her head but followed me into the office.
Dorothea and Camilla’s eyes met.
Dorothea’s eyes held a flicker of curiosity, while Camilla’s, as usual, were expressionless.
Dorothea gestured for me to leave.
It was a clear dismissal, so I closed the door behind me and left the office.
“…I hope they’re not talking about anything weird.”
I had no idea what they were discussing.
I wanted to eavesdrop with magic, but Dorothea would detect it instantly, so I didn’t even bother.
I had no choice but to wait.
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Camilla emerged from the office about ten minutes later.
I wanted to ask what they had talked about, but her expression wasn’t particularly serious, so I assumed it wasn’t anything I needed to worry about.
But then, Camilla said something completely unexpected.
“Master Kaldrash, you don’t need to prepare any teaching materials.”
“What? What do you mean?”
“Lady Dorothea said she’ll demonstrate… intercourse with you tomorrow, so I can learn by observing.”
“What the…?”
I rushed back into the office to confirm what I had just heard.
“Dorothea! Is what Camilla just said true?!”
Dorothea, turning around, said nonchalantly,
“It’s true. Practical experience is much more effective than studying from books.”
“But you didn’t even discuss it with me…”
“So, you’re not going to do it? I wouldn’t mind saving my favor.”
“…”
Her confident demeanor suggested they had reached some kind of agreement.
I should have eavesdropped on their conversation. But her suggestion wasn’t entirely unreasonable.
Illustrations in this era weren’t exactly… stimulating. Unless you had a vivid imagination, they weren’t very useful as teaching materials.
I’d rather read erotica than try to get off on those crude drawings.
But my sex education lessons with Camilla had been rather clinical and dry. Jumping straight to a live demonstration felt… awkward.
“Who suggested this? And did Camilla actually agree?”
It wasn’t Dorothea who answered.
“Yes, I agreed. I thought it would be a more effective learning experience.”
Camilla, who had followed me into the office, replied. Dorothea, resting her chin on her hand, added,
“And I was the one who suggested it. I thought it wouldn’t be a problem, since we’re both women.”
Their perfect teamwork cornered me.
“…Fine, let’s do it.”
It wasn’t like I would lose anything from demonstrating.
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The walk back to our quarters with Camilla was awkward.
It wasn’t my first time demonstrating sex.
Back in the village, I had let Camilla watch me with Violet from inside the wardrobe, which had sparked her interest in learning about such things.
From what I had observed, she was a rather uptight and reserved person.
Despite being a succubus, she had suppressed her desires for over thirty years, focusing solely on her work.
Just a little nudge had unleashed her hidden desires.
Compared to other succubi, her sense of modesty was almost… draconic. I was slightly worried that I might have inadvertently instilled a peculiar fetish in her.
Voyeurism.
Since her sexual awakening had been triggered by watching, perhaps that was where she derived pleasure.
I would observe her reactions tomorrow.
Lost in thought, we reached our quarters.
Unlike usual, we didn’t speak, simply heading to our respective rooms.
The awkward silence was uncomfortable, but unavoidable.
After such a conversation, I didn’t know how to face her.
I lay in bed, thinking about what would happen tomorrow.
I couldn’t quite picture it.
But it would work out somehow, wouldn’t it?
I placed my faith in their common sense.
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The next day.
I went about my usual routine.
Unlike yesterday’s awkwardness, Camilla seemed to have returned to her normal self, and our interactions were smooth and professional.
We avoided any mention of sex education, and I was busy running errands all day, even having lunch outside the fortress.
After several hours of creating various items with transmutation magic, it was finally time to knock off work. The time for my… appointment with Dorothea had arrived.
I nervously knocked on the door of her room.
Knock, knock.
The door opened, and Camilla, who should have been in our quarters, emerged.
She bowed slightly and stepped aside.
I entered the room, and Dorothea, wearing a sheer black negligee, much more revealing than her usual attire, was sitting on the sofa, waiting for me.
Her healthy, tanned skin glowed in the firelight.
Unlike usual, her long, red hair was loose, giving her a more mature and seductive aura.
Her face was flushed, as if she had already had a drink.
She smiled at me.
“Welcome, Kaldrash. I was just about to finish my preparations.”
She swirled the wine in her glass, creating a small vortex.
She then drained the glass in one gulp and, raising an eyebrow, asked,
“Want a glass? It’s good for calming the nerves.”
It looked like expensive wine, so I didn’t refuse.
I held out my empty glass, and she poured me a generous amount.
“Oops.”
She had filled it almost to the brim, like a beer. She quickly stopped pouring, but it was too late.
I carefully brought the glass to my lips, trying not to spill, and asked as I drank,
“You’re the one who suggested this, but you seem nervous.”
“Shut up. I know.”
Dorothea twirled a strand of her long, red hair around her finger and finished her wine.
“Ahh…”
The effects of drinking wine on an empty stomach were immediate.
“Ruby Eyes, as always, excellent.”
I barely touched my wine, too preoccupied with making sure Dorothea didn’t do anything rash in her intoxicated state. Then, I remembered Camilla.
I looked around and saw her standing silently in the corner of the room, her hands clasped respectfully in front of her.
“Don’t mind me. Please, continue.”
She was being considerate.
While the situation was… strange, my task remained the same.
“Hey, Kaldrash, let’s kiss.”
“What?”
“Come on.”
She looked at me expectantly, and I couldn’t refuse.
Mindful of Camilla’s presence, I leaned in and kissed Dorothea.
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